books44 Chapter 65 Do you really dare let me touch you?
Chapter 65 Do you really dare let me touch you?
The nine tails of the fox clan cannot be grown simply through cultivation.
Each tail represents a calamity.
Only by experiencing great joy and sorrow, profound enlightenment, the seven emotions and six desires, the eight sufferings and nine difficulties, enduring pain that ordinary people cannot bear, and suffering hardships that ordinary people cannot endure, and having seen through countless trials, can one achieve true enlightenment.
This process took Si Wuxie a thousand years.
Despite his seemingly carefree and frivolous demeanor, when it comes to his state of mind and experience, he is wise beyond his years and handles heavy tasks with ease.
When Si Wuxie took Xia Changfeng away from the mortal world, he had already grown four tails, but Si Wuyou was still a silly little radish head, hopping around with one tail, stupid as hell.
Xia Changfeng's arrival made things even worse for the already impoverished family.
The child mistook the old fox for a deity.
In Xia Changfeng's mind, all gods are good people.
A good person who doesn't do bad things, a good-looking person, a good person who has many flaws but is generally okay.
In order to intimidate Xia Changfeng, Si Wuxie simply abandoned his shady ways of cheating, swindling, burning, killing, and looting, and pretended to be a good person for a few days.
He started a small business in the cultivation world, reselling magical artifacts.
Initially, they often lost money.
He occasionally takes on a few big "murder and robbery" jobs, but he always does them secretly.
He was a genuinely kind-hearted man, and he even went all out in his act, helping to clean up the litter box of the stray cat that Xia Changfeng had taken in.
"Sweetie, let me have a few puffs."
Xia Changfeng said this to the cat.
Si Wuxie said the same thing to Xia Changfeng.
The yang energy of a virgin is too pure!
Take a big gulp, it's really intoxicating.
He even has the energy to shovel poop.
Xia Changfeng thought Si Wuxie was very abnormal.
But apart from being a pervert, this person is otherwise quite good.
He is diligent, efficient, and takes care of all the housework. He is equally adept in the living room and the kitchen, busy with all sorts of things, acting as both father and mother, and supporting the family.
At first, Si Wuxie had Xia Changfeng call him "Ancestor" according to human seniority, but later he changed it to "Grandpa".
Later, Si Wuxie looked at the boy who had grown taller and said, "Call me Dad."
Years later, it was impossible to tell who was taller or shorter, or who was older or younger.
A few years later, Xia Changfeng looked at Si Wuxie, who was a head shorter than him, and called out, "Little brother."
Si Wuxie jumped up and slapped him, "How can you be so unreasonable?! I raised you from infancy, and you call me 'little brother'?!"
From then on, Xia Changfeng followed Si Wuyou and began to call him "brother".
Si Wuxie had no objection to this, but being called around by him every day, with one saying, "Brother, I accidentally burned the barrier," and the other saying, "Brother, I think I've used up all my spirit stones," was incredibly annoying.
Si Wuyou followed Si Wuxie in cultivating the demonic path, as did Xia Changfeng.
Demon cultivators do not have high requirements for spiritual roots; they can even do so without them.
Compared to spiritual roots, demonic cultivators need mental power more. This mental power can be the mind itself, obsession, or even resentment and evil thoughts.
Si Wuxie has mixed spiritual roots and relatively low natural talent, but his mental power is undeniably strong.
His resentment towards this messed-up life is enough to resurrect an evil sword immortal!
However, Si Wuyou and Xia Changfeng, the two siblings with questionable intelligence, have made little progress in their cultivation despite following Si Wuxie.
It's not that Si Wuxie doesn't know how to take care of children; on the contrary, he's just too good at it. That's why these two idiots only know how to cling to his tail and enjoy the peaceful life every day, without ever truly experiencing the hardship of carrying a heavy burden!
As the saying goes, jade that is not carved cannot become a useful object.
Si Wuxie raised Xia Changfeng for over a decade, but to no avail. His single-elemental heavenly spiritual root and exceptional talent were wasted.
These ten years or so are a very short time for cultivators.
The physical development of a cultivator is the same as that of an ordinary person, taking one to two decades. After reaching adulthood, the cultivator will maintain their physique. The faster their cultivation level increases, the longer they can maintain their youthful state.
It's not a problem for high-level cultivators to stay a few thousand years younger, but as long as they don't ascend to immortality, their bodies will gradually show signs of the five signs of decay, and in the end, they will still be unable to escape death.
Xia Changfeng grew from a little kid into a tall man in the blink of an eye, and more than ten years passed in the blink of an eye.
On his coming-of-age birthday, he begged Si Wuxie to take him to the river to release lanterns, as it was said that making a wish with a river lantern was the most effective way.
Xia Changfeng had only one wish: to live a peaceful and carefree life like this for the rest of his life.
He wrote his wish neatly on the river lantern.
Ironically, he grew up in a magnificent palace but never read or learned to read; it was all taught to him by Si Wuxie.
When he picked up the pen, his handwriting was exactly the same as Si Wuxie's.
Si Wuxie asked him, "Whom are you asking to grant your wish?"
Xia Changfeng said, "I am praying to the gods."
Si Wuxie scoffed, "There are no gods in this world."
Gods and immortals are rare species in the celestial realm. After the severing of the connection between heaven and earth, gods and immortals have no further connection with the mortal world.
This is common sense.
"some."
Xia Changfeng smiled brightly, "He treats me very well and always grants my requests."
She thought to herself: Heaven have mercy, let the immortal brother stay with me forever.
But Si Wuxie called him a fool and said he was useless.
And then, that very night, Xia Changfeng opened his eyes to find that his immortal brother had unexpectedly packed up and run away!
Si Wuxie only took his younger sister, abandoning him, the bastard, and left him to his fate.
But before leaving, I took something from him.
He stole his heart.
Si Wuxie plunged five fingers into Xia Changfeng's chest, deftly grasped the beating heart, and with a forceful pull, ripped it out alive!
Blood splattered everywhere, flowing like a torrent, staining the bed where they had spent countless days and nights sleeping side by side.
Si Wuxie's face was mostly stained red, his eyelashes were covered with blood beads, and he trembled slightly, but his hand that was reaching for his heart was very steady.
"Kid, I didn't raise you for nothing, you have to give me something in return."
"I'll borrow this heart for now. When you're capable and have more skills, you can ask me to take it back."
"Young man, this is the first lesson you will learn when you grow up: never trust anyone easily."
"Especially your relatives, friends, and those who raised you, they know all your secrets and could easily harm you."
Not to mention someone like Si Wuxie, who can plan for over a decade to achieve his goals; he's far more ruthless than any other ruthless person.
Xia Changfeng saw his immortal brother smiling like a living Yama.
To be honest, Si Wuxie had long coveted the Vermilion Bird Heart in Xia Changfeng's chest. If he could swallow the heart, he would no longer need to rely on absorbing people's yang energy to survive.
But the Heart of the Vermilion Bird is not so easy to obtain.
Si Wuxie treated Xia Changfeng with all her heart in the past, just so that she could tear out his heart and pierce his lungs today.
He never intended to teach him the demonic path in a proper way. In fact, he was afraid that the boy was too talented and would become enlightened on his own. He was "unwilling" to let him suffer even the slightest bit of hardship in cultivation, meditation, or the coldest and hottest days of winter.
Even so, the intensely potent pure Yang soul fire within Xia Changfeng's body could still burn away any blades or sharp objects that dared to harm him.
Si Wuxie, unarmed, managed to extract the Vermilion Bird's Heart, which neither proves his own strength nor Xia Changfeng's weakness.
This only proves that Xia Changfeng trusted and relied on him wholeheartedly, to the point that he was willing to trade his life for his.
With his last breath, Xia Changfeng asked him, "You...you're not a god?"
It's like meeting for the first time.
Si Wuxie's Adam's apple bobbed. "Fool, I'm a monster."
He turned and left without the slightest hesitation.
Soon after, the fox finally grew its fifth tail.
Greed, anger, and ignorance; love, desire, and hatred—this time, Si Wuxie personally severed his last remaining attachment to the mortal world, and a new tail was born.
He was beaming with joy.
……
It's another complete loss.
Si Wuxie looked at the dice rolls on the gambling table.
He bet big, and the result was three points, small, extremely small.
Xia Changfeng said, "Very good, you have already lost your fourth tail to me."
Si Wuxie corrected him: "It's not that I'm giving you my tail, it's just that I'm allowing you to touch it."
"Yes, just touch it."
Xia Changfeng sneered, "But do you really dare to let me touch you?"
His tone became increasingly forceful with each word, his voice icy and chilling.
Si Wuxie stared intently into his cold, sharp gaze.
Laughed.
"Why don't I dare?"
He walked step by step to Xia Changfeng, plopped down on the table, crossed his legs, and placed his feet on the stool where Xia Changfeng was sitting.
Its nine tails were all exposed, like a peacock spreading its tail feathers.
One of the fox tails, seemingly walking right into Xia Changfeng's trap, wrapped itself around his arm, and a tuft of white fur at the tip of the red tail forcibly burrowed into his loosely clenched fist.
"Little friend, let me tell you plainly, the pain of a fox's tail being cut off is worse than having its heart ripped out. If you want me to die from the pain, just pull out one tail. If that's not enough, you can pull them all out."
Si Wuxie whispered in his ear, "But, little brother, would you really do that?"