Ethereal World: Vicious Cannon Fodder's Immortality Road

"Phew..." She finally managed to pull away from the awkward being who was acting childishly. Settling down under the shade of a tree, she took a moment to breathe deeply. It had been quite tiring.

As she gazed up at the now-normal sky of the Demon Realm, she closed her eyes, extending her divine sense which had grown stronger. Now, it could reach out over five thousand miles.

Through her heightened senses, she noted swarms of demons gathered at the entrance to the Abyssal Throne Ruins. She could even feel the presences of Demon Elders, Demon Kings, and Upper-Rank Demons.

Not wanting to linger too long, she quickly retracted her divine sense. The demons were formidable and could easily detect someone observing them.

"These demons are acting like they’ve never seen a handsome face before," Bu Si Shu’s voice broke her train of thought.

"You’re seriously underestimating your own allure," she answered, letting out an exasperated sigh.

It wasn’t that the demons hadn’t seen attractive beings; it was Bu Si Shu’s noble presence that drew their attention. Even when he tried to conceal it, some were subconsciously captivated.

In the realm of cultivation, many individuals possessed charm and strength, yet how many truly exhibited such remarkable character and captivating presence?

"I was born this way; it’s not my fault. Besides, I’ve hidden my true presence," Bu Si Shu shot back, shifting from his revealing attire to a more conventional black Hanfu that modestly covered his well-defined physique.

Ignoring him, Shenlian Yingyue reflected on her journey. Now that she had rescued her master, it was time to move on. The thought of visiting Ji Fulin crossed her mind, especially since he had allowed Jun Mu Jin to train in his secret space before.

But where was Ji Fulin?

"Is something weighing on your mind, Yue?" Jun Mu Yang crouched beside her, grasping her hands gently.

"A’Yang, I need to reach out to Little Tulip," she admitted, revealing her concern.

"You’re worried about her, aren’t you?" Jun Mu Yang smiled warmly, tenderness glimmering in his eyes.

"I haven’t seen her in ages, and I don’t know how to contact Ji Fulin. I doubt we can return to the Yellow Planet; it feels like a distant place now."

In truth, a potent barrier separated the Demon Realm from the Mortal Realm. Only a few could traverse these dimensions without repercussions, and Shen Xian, the Demon Emperor, was among the few capable of doing so seamlessly.

Moreover, without Shen Xian’s consent, nobody could enter or exit the Demon Realm.

"Maybe you should return to the small world first. I’ll have a word with Shen Xian," she proposed, looking around at her companions.

"Be careful then; we’ll solidify our cultivation here. If you need us, just call," they agreed, supporting her decision.

Shenlian Yinzhu pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, lingering as if unwilling to let go.

Xiao Li and Xiao Lan exchanged reluctant glances before leaning in to kiss her gently on the lips.

The men’s eyes darkened at the sight, an unspoken tension sparking in the air.

Xiong Zi Ying and Shenlian Sheshan exchanged knowing smiles, watching the seemingly peaceful yet intense interaction unfold, each harboring their own thoughts.

Bing Xue lowered his gaze, intrigued.

Shenlian Yingyue was taken aback by the kiss. While she was accustomed to her two husbands kissing her, their affection felt natural. Her brother’s kiss on her forehead, a gesture of love and respect, was something she accepted without hesitation.

However, Xiao Li and Xiao Lan had never been bold enough to kiss her lips, sharing such intimacy.

Soon, only she, Bing Xue, and Bu Si Shu were left behind. The free-spirited entity would never confine himself to the Ethereal Small World, no matter how beautiful it might be.

"Xue, you’re not leaving?" she asked in confusion.

"I wish to stay with you," Bing Xue replied, shaking his head as he averted his gaze, a flicker of emotion passing through his eyes. freewёbnoνel.com

"Alright," she acquiesced with a nod, not wanting to push him away.

Just as she stood, she found herself face to face with two unexpected visitors.

"Huang Ying Yue, what brings you here?" A stunning woman with jade-like beauty approached, her elegance radiating an aura that made others seem diminished in comparison.

"Di Xiuyu," Shenlian Yingyue acknowledged her, noting the cheerful young man beside Di Xiuyu.

Though he appeared innocent and exuded a bright demeanor, there was an underlying dangerous charm about him.

It wasn’t a deliberate allure; it seemed innate, drawing attention from all. A man could be as lively as the sun, alluring as a dangerous flower, and innocent as a small creature.

{He’s a Demon King.} Bu Si Shu’s voice echoed in her mind.

Shenlian Yingyue’s breath caught momentarily, but she quickly regained her composure, heightening her vigilance.

"Sister Xiuyu, is she your friend?" The youth’s playful voice broke through, his gaze mischievous as he tilted his head.

Caught off guard, Shenlian Yingyue nearly stumbled; if not for Bu Si Shu’s warning, she might have been deceived by his charming facade. How could such a lively teenager be a demon?

Di Xiuyu, accustomed to her companion’s whimsical nature, responded casually, "We cannot call it friendship. Just old acquaintances, I suppose."

Shenlian Yingyue was left speechless.

Bu Si Shu regarded Di Xiuyu with interest, not out of infatuation but at the fortune she seemed to harbor.

As an ancient being, he possessed the ability to discern a person’s fortune. With his unique vision, he could tell that Di Xiuyu was sheltered by destiny; those who opposed her would meet ruin, while those who revered her would thrive.

{This woman carries immense luck. Stay clear of her if you wish to avoid her influence.} He cautioned within her mind.

Understanding, Shenlian Yingyue recalled the advice given to her regarding Huang Bai Xing, the heroine, and the dangers of becoming her adversary.

Now, all luck belonged to Di Xiuyu after Huang Bai Xing failed countless times to kill the antagonist.

"Oh, it turns out to be Sister Xiuyu’s old acquaintance. Nice to meet you," the youth smiled cheerfully. Although his tone was enthusiastic and friendly, he had yet to reveal his name to her.

It was clear he didn’t take her seriously.