C93 (1/2)

Moshan once told me that birds, beasts, insects, plants, and vines were all extremely difficult to become demons. They were generally all possessed of great opportunities, and either lived in the Feng Shui Treasures, or had consumed spirit grass and divine medicines, or had been enlightened by experts.

When I first came out of the valley, that unknown flower was planted in my body. After such a long time, after absorbing the spiritual energy and medicinal powder from my body every day, the environment was already several times better than that of normal plants and vegetation. And now, under the influence of the Daoist Nanshan's medicinal juice, I had finally become a demon.

Demons were life, or rather, beings of a higher level than ordinary plants and animals. Their vital auras were often more powerful, having a heartbeat and meridians, and also having their own intelligence. They could think on their own, perhaps a little muddle-headed, but they were just like newborn babies.

In my opinion, the word 'Demon' does not necessarily refer to a Demonic cultivator. Demons are very different. Different people are demons, just like people who are geniuses. They are outstanding in a certain aspect, and others would refer to them as' Demon-level evildoers'.

When I felt the pulse of the flower in my body, there was no joy in my heart. It was as if I knew that the dead thing that would never betray me, that it had suddenly gained intelligence and was worried that it would slowly have its own thoughts, have a new goal, and have a new life … Selfishness, or dependence, made me afraid it would leave me. I can stop thinking about it when it is there and even forget about it, because it will only be there, and it will be there when I think of it at some point, and it will never go away or go away.

Taking a deep breath, I close my eyes and meditate, feeling the movements of the flower in my body.

It was no longer weak like it used to be. The color of the flowers had changed, but it was now bright red, devilishly red. When I felt its gaze on it, it started to tremble. I could also feel the excitement it transmitted to me, as though it was connected to my blood.

It saved my life, or perhaps, I saved it, and when I was at my most hopeless and helpless, it accompanied me as I slowly passed through this period of time. I used my blood to water it, stimulated my Spiritual Energy, and treated it as the inheritance of my life.

It was growing, and it was growing fast. I felt it quietly, but gradually realized that it was more complicated than I had imagined.

Plants, trees, flowers, vines, it's even harder to become a Demon, because they're born without a shred of intelligence. They're much weaker than wild beasts.” Furthermore, I didn't sense the peaceful aura of plants and vegetation from the flower in my body. It is more like a wild beast, like a lion or a wolf. There is a kind of brutality, a kind of bloodlust … Could it be that back then in the valley, using blood as water, rotting flesh as soil, and consuming my flesh and blood, a change has already occurred?

Is this mutation good or bad for me? Would it affect me if it existed within me? Perhaps, it would be better to take it out of my body.

His two fingers formed a sword, and a stream of sword Qi slowly condensed. Previously, this flower was in my abdomen, so I only needed to cut open my abdomen and take it out. However, just as I was about to make my move, I was stunned.

The roots of grass and plants have roots, and their roots grow. Usually, a small blade of grass would have a root many times larger than this one, but if you look at the flower within my stomach that's only a few inches long, its roots have already covered my entire abdomen, or perhaps even my internal organs!

But I couldn't feel its roots in my body at all. Was it because it had absorbed the spiritual energy in my body and was no longer estranged from my body? Or was it because of some other reason?

From the looks of it, I might be consumed and taken over by it. By then, my body might not be under my control, and will instead become a puppet!

Thinking of this, my heart was filled with fear. Although my guess was baseless, it wasn't impossible. As long as there was a slight possibility, I would eliminate the hidden danger!

At this moment, the urge to get it out quickly grew. In a moment, it became a strong desire. I want it out, I want it to not stay in my body anymore!

Gritting my teeth, if my entire abdomen is covered by its roots, I will cut off this piece of meat! At that time, I just need to give Nan Shan some benefits and drink a mouthful of his medicine.

Cultivators were ruthless to others, and even more ruthless to themselves!

The sword qi condensed and pierced down towards his abdomen!

But at this moment, a small hole slowly appeared in my abdomen. It was only the size of a pinky, and the inside was dark without any blood flowing out.

Gradually, a flower slowly emerged from the hole, followed by a stem about five inches long, and then the entire root knot emerged from the hole.

The flower just stood there in front of me. I could feel it looking at me, and I could also feel it looking at me in a kind and vacant way.

It heard the call inside me, so it came out of me?

I was shocked, but when I looked at it, I also felt a sense of familiarity, as if it were my flesh and blood! I don't know if it can be considered my child. I only know that the feeling it gives me isn't that of family, but more like, me …

I slowly exhaled and tried my best to calm my emotions. Then, I muttered in my heart, Come here, come here … The flower remained motionless, but after I called it a dozen times, it began to move forward slowly with its roots as its feet.

He succeeded!

However, I didn't dare to be careless. I continued to give out commands in my head, 'To the left, to the right, to the right, to the bend, to the jump …' Orders were issued in my heart, but even though the flower wasn't used to it at first, it was gradually becoming as flexible as my arm, allowing me to control it. I also felt that it liked this feeling, and was slowly getting excited.

It has its own thoughts, but they are all connected to me. Its soul is extremely weak, and resides within my body. It can feel that I am much stronger than it. Perhaps, it regards me as its parents.