Reborn as a Human Cauldron, But I'm the Top - Chapter 72

Chapter 72: What a Coincidence, Sooner Said Than Done

Seeing that things were heading in a bad direction, Shen Shuci quickly transmitted: “Host, didn’t you promise to come back with me?”

Shen Yirong’s mind cleared.

Seeing that there was still hope, Shen Shuci quickly added fuel to the fire: “Right now, she doesn’t know your true identity. If it’s exposed, can she still let you go?”

Shen Yirong was silent for a moment. The flutter in her heart subsided again.

She nodded. I understand.

Shen Shuci was temporarily relieved, but only temporarily.

Even without Song Yin and Mei Xin, there were still Liu Qianfeng and others. If Shen Yirong recovered her memories, she would only know more people, making it even harder to leave.

Shen Shuci couldn’t help but emphasize: “Host, once the Nine Heavens Sect matter is over, you must come back with me.”

Shen Yirong nodded: Naturally.

Receiving Shen Yirong’s second affirmation, Shen Shuci felt a little more secure.

She gained enthusiasm and said with a smile, “Then I’ll carefully examine the situation of this mountain.”

Shen Yirong nodded gently. “Thank you for your hard work.”

Shen Shuci waved her hand. “No trouble at all. I’m leaving.”

“Mm.”

Shen Shuci’s steps were light as she left, but Shen Yirong’s heart felt heavy watching her back.

Leave this world?

Looking up, she saw a bird whose flight path was strange, as if it couldn’t control its body and was flying straight toward a tree.

A gentle breeze supported its body. It struggled to break free from the wind’s restraint, but was ultimately carried to Shen Yirong’s front.

“Still.”

The constantly struggling bird finally quieted down. It lay obediently in Shen Yirong’s palm.

Its pupils were wrong. The color of its pupils kept changing, having shifted three times in an instant and still changing. If one got closer, the bird also had a floral scent.

Miasma contamination?

Shen Yirong attempted to remove the miasma. After infusing her spiritual energy into the sparrow’s body, she quickly located the miasma and used her spiritual energy to drive it out.

When the spiritual energy met the miasma, the two merged instead, and the spiritual energy was slowly consumed by the miasma.

Realizing the issue, Shen Yirong immediately cut off her spiritual energy.

The sparrow broke free of the constraint. It chirped and crashed into the tall tree at an even faster speed, then fell at Song Yin’s feet.

Song Yin had already adjusted her mood. She had just emerged from the woods when she saw this scene.

Shen Yirong retracted her hand. She looked at Song Yin’s face and then suddenly lowered her head. “Revered One, is this the miasma?”

Song Yin stepped over the sparrow’s corpse and stood in front of Shen Yirong. “Yes.”

Seeing that Shen Shuci was absent, Song Yin’s mood improved slightly.

Looking at the towering mountain scenery, Song Yin spoke with some emotion. “I don’t know how many people are buried beneath this land. Calling it miasma, it is essentially resentment.”

“Do you remember the battlefield illusion you encountered before?”

Shen Yirong nodded. “I remember. So, will miasma manipulate you with illusions after it enters the body?”

Looking at the cloud-shrouded mountain peak, Song Yin shook her head.

“These righteous cultivators all say the Southern Region is the ancient battlefield, but everywhere outside the Southern Region is, it’s just that the Southern Region is the most severe.”

“Those who fell here were the powerhouses of that era. Their resentment is naturally different from that of mortals. They won’t control you; they will forcefully devour your very existence.”

“After the great battle ended, the Nine Heavens Sect’s first Sect Master used herself as a sacrifice, and that’s how this land is today. It’s just that too much time has passed, and the seal has loosened.”

Shen Yirong stared blankly as Song Yin spoke. In her previous life, she loved reading books, but she had never heard of this.

If it weren’t for the burden of the Heart Demon, Song Yin would completely be able to conquer this cultivation world, wouldn’t she?

Shen Yirong smiled faintly. “The Venerable knows everything.”

Song Yin’s eyes shifted slightly. “Hah, naturally.”

In fact, she didn’t. Song Yin didn’t care about these things, but she had just inquired about it when she transmitted a message to Qi Wu.

The Demon Palace’s spies were spread throughout the cultivation world. These pieces of information could be obtained with a little effort.

Song Yin turned her head and saw that Shen Yirong didn’t look very happy. She pretended to want to show off and asked, “There’s nothing in this world that this Venerable doesn’t know. What else do you want to know?”

Shen Yirong looked at Song Yin’s face. She recalled many past events.

A Demon Venerable shouldn’t have to revolve around her.

Shen Yirong suddenly and boldly leaned closer. The sudden movement caught Song Yin off guard, leaving no time to hide the trace of discomfort in her eyes.

So, Shen Yirong saw it. She saw Song Yin slightly flinch, saw Song Yin’s face slowly flush, and seemed to hear her momentarily panicked heartbeat.

Before Song Yin could reprimand her, Shen Yirong stared intently into Song Yin’s eyes and asked, “I do have a question I want to ask.”

Joy was mixed into Song Yin’s panic because Shen Yirong needed her.

However, she remained outwardly aloof. “Hah, what? I can reluctantly tell you.”

Looking at the Song Yin who said one thing but meant another, Shen Yirong chuckled softly. But after the smile, she stared earnestly at Song Yin.

Song Yin felt numb all over from her gaze. Fortunately, Shen Yirong moved her eyes away.

Before Song Yin could relax, she heard her voice.

“I want to ask, how does the Venerable see me?”

Song Yin’s breathing suddenly quickened. In a trance, she understood something, but Shen Yirong’s head was bowed, and she couldn’t see her expression.

The person who had just sworn to answer any question froze in place.

The Heart Demon had been quietly watching the show for a long time. Unfortunately, it was just a consciousness body. If it had a physical form, it would definitely be sitting nearby eating melon seeds.

The plot had reached the most crucial moment, and this failure was starting to dither again. The Heart Demon was furious.

“Go on! Say ‘Master, I love you to death~'”

“If you keep this up, I won’t be able to hold my head up in front of other Heart Demons!”

“What? Do those three words burn your tongue?”

“Tsk! Why are you just standing there? Can you do it or not? If not, I’m taking over!”

Song Yin, already mentally distraught, was annoyed to the point of a headache by the Heart Demon. She angrily retorted: Do you even remember you’re a Heart Demon?

The Heart Demon completely gave up: I remember. It’s just that you’re too abnormal. After I became complete, I couldn’t handle you instead.

An ordinary Heart Demon wouldn’t feel the original owner’s emotions after taking over the body, but Song Yin’s case was a train wreck.

That sour feeling was unpleasant. The Heart Demon sincerely wished Song Yin could get together with Shen Yirong.

Seeing Song Yin hesitate, the Heart Demon was more anxious than the two involved parties.

“What’s so hard to say! You lack nothing, what are you hesitating about?”

“Hesitation leads to failure. Although Mei Xin is boring, there are plenty of people in the cultivation world!”

“If all else fails, I’ll take over!”

The Heart Demon sounded unusually excited when mentioning taking over.

A hint of blood red flashed in Song Yin’s eyes, but it was quickly suppressed.

Shen Yirong had been waiting for her reply, but the other party’s silence confirmed her suspicion.

She knew Song Yin liked her, but the “liking” she thought it was and the “liking” she was now sensing were different.

It wasn’t a liking for her attractive face, nor was it because of a desire for revenge, and certainly not treating her as an interesting pet.

Shen Yirong hadn’t expected it to evolve this way. Looking back, she had indeed shown Song Yin concern.

Is it simply because of this?

While Shen Yirong was lost in wild thoughts, Song Yin gritted her teeth and prepared herself.

Her fists by her side tightened and loosened, then she finally faced Shen Yirong. “You are very good.”

The Heart Demon was furious. Unfortunately, it had no legs, otherwise it would have jumped up and down.

“That’s it? That’s all you’re going to say? You failure!”

Song Yin ignored it. She just grabbed Shen Yirong’s shoulders, took a deep breath, and said, “I know you dislike constraints and crave freedom. You can do whatever you want.”

Song Yin paused. “I know you are rootless and alone in this world, but as long as you are willing, the Demon Palace is your home.”

“And, with me here, you can be anything you want to be.”

Song Yin’s words echoed in her ears. Shen Yirong’s heart was filled with an unnamable emotion.

The last time she heard words like this was from her mother. In the busy rhythm of life, Shen Yirong had almost forgotten that she could still be herself.

She was the one who asked the question, but now that she had the answer, she didn’t know how to react.

“Host! This mountain is surprisingly enormous!”

Shen Shuci rushed over from a distance with a worried look. Seeing the strange dynamic between the two, she sped up and inserted herself between them.

“Is the Venerable willing to help?” Shen Shuci deliberately brought up the topic.

Song Yin glanced at Shen Shuci. She secretly held a grudge, but seeing the distress on her Master’s face, she continued with the topic.

“Liu Qianfeng will arrive soon.” Song Yin’s tone was cold.

Shen Shuci shoved Shen Yirong behind her. She smiled stiffly. “Is that so? That’s excellent.”

Seeing Shen Shuci’s defensiveness, Song Yin frowned. She deliberately said, “Thank you to the Deputy Pavilion Master for your protection these past few days. After this matter is concluded, what position in the Demon Palace does the Deputy Pavilion Master desire?”

Shen Yirong had already agreed to return to the modern world, so Shen Shuci naturally didn’t want to go to the Demon Palace. She casually said, “I’ll follow the Venerable’s decision.”

Song Yin’s eyes flashed. “How about the Deputy Pavilion Master starting from the Outer Palace?”

Shen Shuci looked nonchalant. “Whatever the Venerable decides.”

Song Yin slowly nodded. She suddenly showed a smile. “Very well.”

Shen Shuci felt that this smile was creepy. She habitually asked the Heavenly Dao: Oh Heavenly Dao above, is she planning something bad?

The Heavenly Dao did not answer, clearly still angry.

Shen Shuci started offering her soul essence again, but still did not receive a single word from the Heavenly Dao.

Heh, what a petty Heavenly Dao.

Suppressing the unease in her heart, Shen Shuci smiled at Song Yin, then pulled Shen Yirong away.

Shen Yirong was still worried about Song Yin’s health, but she couldn’t break free and was dragged along.

“Venerable, I’m borrowing her for a bit. We’ll be back shortly,” Shen Shuci quickly said.

Song Yin was about to get angry, but Shen Shuci’s words sounded like she was tacitly acknowledging some kind of relationship between her and her Master.

So, feeling secretly pleased, her expression immediately changed, and her lips even curved into an arc.

She watched the two walking further away, and also saw Shen Yirong, being pulled, look back at her with worried eyes.

Finally, Song Yin smiled faintly. “Come back soon.”

Shen Shuci almost stumbled when she heard those four words.

What a strange feeling.

Shen Shuci’s face was slightly twisted. She dragged Shen Yirong away from Song Yin.

Only when Song Yin’s figure could no longer be seen did Shen Shuci feel safe.

She wiped the sweat from her head. Turning back, she saw Shen Yirong was still worried and couldn’t help but feel afraid, so she waved her hand in front of Shen Yirong’s eyes. “Host.”

Shen Yirong: “Huh? What’s wrong?”

Shen Shuci felt that her worries were about to come true. She should have burst into tears and broken down, but she couldn’t bring herself to blame Shen Yirong.

The excessive worry made Shen Shuci very tired. “Host, Song Yin is favored by the Heavenly Dao. You don’t need to worry too much.”

Shen Yirong withdrew her gaze. She looked directly at Shen Shuci, trying to lighten the mood so the person wouldn’t be so sad.

So, she smiled and changed the subject: “I met Su Zhao before. She was looking for you and I don’t know where she has gone now.”

Shen Shuci was expressionless. “Mm.”

Shen Yirong didn’t mind her attitude and continued to casually chat on the topic. “She values you highly.”

Shen Shuci’s emotions finally fluctuated. She sighed. “Yes. Everyone in the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion has to pay a price for divining fate, but I am the exception.”

Seeing Shen Shuci still looking serious, Shen Yirong pulled her down to sit.

Under the azure sky, Shen Yirong stretched. She let out a long breath. “I’m quite curious, what would the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion look like if you became the Pavilion Master.”

Shen Shuci had never thought about this question. The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion was just a tool for her to gather information, but she unintentionally became the Deputy Pavilion Master.

Thinking carefully, the Pavilion Master was very lenient with her.

Shen Shuci sighed. “I don’t want to lead a bunch of disabled people wandering around. I hope I don’t have to see them again.”

She abruptly pulled out some grass from the ground, still clearly upset. “Things in this world cannot be taken away. When I leave, I will abandon my current physical body. They will naturally think I’m dead then.”

“Tsk,” Shen Shuci frowned. “Trouble. It’s best not to see them.”

Shen Yirong looked at her profile. There was not a trace of reluctance on that face.

The sunlight where they were sitting was suddenly blocked.

Looking up, it was the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.

Excited shouts came from the floating pavilion.

“Deputy Pavilion Master!”

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