Luckily, I Was Handsome

In the dead of night, Niannian and her sister-in-law were already asleep, holding Jiu Yi. Jiang Lin placed Niannian and Jiu Yi in Sheng Yu's feathers to keep them warm.

Brother Jiang, what should I do if I feel like a Xiao Xiao?

Looking at Jiang Lin, Sheng Yu his chin up, looking somewhat like the number one seed player on NetEase Cloud Music.

"No, Sheng Yu, you are a very, very big chicken!"

Jiang Lin patted its bright red feathers. Indeed, although the mythical Sheng Yu was a bird, it did look more like a chicken.

"... Brother Jiang, you can't do that. I'm genuinely feeling melancholy."

Sheng Yu lowered his head, looking like he was about to cry. His pitiful appearance made him the most handsome chicken in the world. No wonder he could seduce pigeons.

"Ah, Brother Sheng Yu," Jiang Lin sat down beside him, "If we can't change the environment, then we can only adapt to it. But no matter what, we must not forget our original aspirations and not let our ideals become a tool for despicable acts."

Jiang Lin was speaking from the heart, and Sheng Yu understood.

In truth, both the human and the bird knew that this Demon Race World was far too distorted.

This Demon Race World truly embodies the meaning of: "Kill your entire family at the slightest disagreement," "If I don't like you, I'll make you bleed on the spot," "Fifty levels of wealth accumulation are not as good as robbing a person," and "Want a girl? Just Minotaur."

Strength is the mainstream factor in the Demon Race World.

Jiang Lin and Sheng Yu, as "Earth Immortal" at the Nascent Soul Realm, are already fully capable of dominating a region or even establishing a dynasty!

In this dynasty, you could even indulge in debauchery and be utterly incompetent.

This would be unbelievable in the Vast and Righteous World.

If any human cultivator dares to establish a secular dynasty, the Confucian world will come knocking on their door for tea the very next day. Those scholars who are both literate and skilled in combat are exceptionally strong, and there are many of them.

Moreover, it's not just Confucianism; in the Vast and Righteous World, Mohist knights will dislike you from the start, and might even overthrow you without the academy's intervention.

But in the Demon Race World, all of this is reasonable, or rather, every capable cultivator does the same.

Here, there are no moral constraints, no rules set by Confucianism; all that matters is the power in your hands.

What's frightening is that no one thinks there's anything wrong with what you're doing; it's as if you're at the Nascent Soul Realm and this is what you're supposed to do.

What's most terrifying is that this temptation to indulge in lewd desires is stronger for cultivators of higher cultivation levels, let alone for cultivators in the Vast and Righteous World who have been bound by rules since childhood.

In short, in the Demon Race World, everything you see is knocking at your heart, like a demon whispering in your ear, constantly rubbing against you:

"Why not just stay? What's so great about this Vast and Righteous World? I'm living such an uncomfortable life."

"It's better to stay in this Demon Race World. There are no morals, no constraints. You can dominate a region, do whatever you want, and steal anything you desire. As long as you're strong enough, no one will blame you, because they aren't strong enough."

Jiang Lin originally thought he was in the Demon Race World on business.

But now, Jiang Lin knows that he has fallen into a trap of questioning his own conscience!

"Brother Jiang, if I lose myself, you must kill me with your sword. I don't want to become that kind of wicked bird."

"Don't worry, Sheng Yu, you won't," Jiang Lin patted his firm chicken leg. "On the contrary, if I were blinded by Beast Ear Girl and wanted to establish a kingdom of Beast Ear Girl..."

"Don't worry, Brother Jiang! I'll definitely wake you up!" Sheng Yu patted Jiang Lin's back hard with the tip of his wing, his bright bird eyes seeming to say, "Leave it all to me!"

"No, what I mean is, if that time really comes, Sheng Yu, you should just leave. Please don't worry about me, and please don't wake me up! Let me realize my dream!"

"???"

Just as Sheng Yu was completely bewildered, shaking Jiang Lin's shoulder to tell him not to be bewitched by those beast girls, footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

In an instant, Jiang Lin retrieved Niannian, Qing Lian, and Jiu Yi back into the One Ring.

To be fair, the fact that Jiang Lin was still awake so late and Sheng Yu with Jiang Lin meant that he had already given up on sleep.

After all, in the Demon Race World, who knows what will happen next?

The dilapidated temple gate creaked open.

The first to enter was a tall, muscular-looking bodyguard carrying a knife.

Feeling the martial arts aura emanating from him, Jiang Lin, who was traveling with him, was somewhat surprised. He hadn't expected that a Martial Warrior at the peak of the fourth realm would even have one foot in the Fifth Realm, which was quite rare.

Regardless of the realm, this burly man wielding a knife is already at the level of a martial arts master in the mortal world.

Upon seeing Jiang Lin and the large bird—no, it should be called a large chicken—beside him, the man with the knife suddenly Spirit Focusing, his Martial Warrior True Qi instantly contracting inward, without any outward release.

This is a very cautious approach. By gathering the Martial Warrior True Qi, he can react quickly if he is "robbed," and the internal contraction of his inner energy is also a way of showing that "he has no malicious intent."

However, soon, by the light of the fire, when he saw Jiang Lin's handsome face and scholarly attire, his Martial Warrior True Qi relaxed somewhat.

At this moment, Jiang Lin realized that being handsome really does allow you to do whatever you want, and it can also lower other people's guard.

So, in every world, there's an element of judging by appearance?

Damn it! Luckily I'm handsome!

"Gentlemen, it's late, and it's not good to travel any further. Could you please let me stay here for the night? I'd be so kind as to do you that."

He brandished the knife, shouted, clasped his hands in a salute, and remained cautious.

"Stay if you want, it's up to you."

Jiang Lin added fuel to the fire, revealing a cold expression, and even released a trace of Martial Warrior True Qi, forcibly suppressing it to the level of a passing fourth realm.

Sensing the other party's indifference and the true qi defense of the Martial Warrior Fourth Realm, the man wielding the knife and shouting felt relieved. He believed that this scholar-like man was not a heartless madman, and even if he was, he was confident he could withstand him.

"You don't need to test me anymore. We're both at the fourth level, so there's nothing I can do. Let your people in; I'm too bored to bother with this."

The Martial Warrior was slightly surprised, but still clasped his hands in a salute again. "Thank you, young master."

The Martial Warrior turned and left the dilapidated temple.

A short while later, led by the Martial Warrior, a group of nine people entered the courtyard.

Apart from the burly man wielding a knife who had reached the threshold of the Martial Warrior Fifth Realm, the other six strong men were all at the Martial Warrior Fourth Realm.

However, among these people, the two women in plain white dresses and headscarves who were surrounded in the middle were particularly conspicuous.