Bright red curtains hung around the bed, whose mattress was soft.
The rich fragrance of rouge kept flooding into his nostrils.
Shen Lin lay on the bed with his eyes wide open, murmuring softly:
"Have I transmigrated?"
He had gone from being an executive at a publicly listed company to a mere constable in Qiulin County. The change in status was difficult for him to accept for the moment.
But whether it was the room's antique decorations or the fragmented memories in his mind, everything was reminding Shen Lin:
This was no poorly made joke.
In this world, demons ran rampant. Even a behemoth like the Great Wei Dynasty could not completely sweep all the demons from its territory.
His predecessor was twenty years old this year. His mother had died young, while his father had been a border soldier who had died in battle two years ago.
With no other choice, his predecessor, who had always idled his days away, had used the court's compensation silver to bribe the people in the County Yamen and become a constable. At least he had barely secured himself an official's bowl of rice.
He had yet to fully digest the memories in his mind, but Shen Lin had gained some understanding of this world and his predecessor's circumstances.
It was just that Shen Lin was still at a loss regarding his current situation.
He had just wanted to sit up when his vision suddenly went black. Every muscle in his body ached violently, as though he had just been hit by a dump truck.
"Hiss..."
Drawing in a sharp breath, Shen Lin half leaned against the bed and panted for a while before carefully examining his surroundings.
Everything within sight looked so festive.
Red candles and paper cutouts bearing the character for double happiness.
The tables, chairs, and stools were all made of red sandalwood, with a sumptuous feast laid out on them that was still steaming.
Was this... his wedding night?
He lowered his head and looked at his completely naked body. Shen Lin's expression turned strange as he realized the moment he had transmigrated...
Awkward!
Someone had finally gotten married, only for him to transmigrate over.
What a peculiar Minotaur scenario.
But...
Shen Lin looked around in confusion and discovered a problem.
Where had the bride gone?
Was she pretty?
He had no lecherous thoughts. He was merely curious.
After resting for a while, the dizzy, lightheaded sensation gradually faded. Shen Lin had just wanted to get out of bed and put on some clothes when he suddenly noticed several lines of text appearing in his field of vision, slowly becoming clear.
Shen Lin
Martial Arts Mastered: Blood Battle Saber Technique (Minor Accomplishment)
Cultivation Method Mastered: None
Remaining Lifespan: Forty-three years
Demon Lifespan: None
Lifespan could be consumed to deduce cultivation methods and martial arts, obtaining improvements.
"What is this..."
Shen Lin reached out in confusion, wanting to touch it, only to find that his hand passed straight through.
Could this be...
The benefit I received as a transmigrator?
A system?
Blood Battle Saber Technique...
According to his memories, it seemed to be a martial art his predecessor had learned after joining the County Yamen.
Although demons ran rampant in this world, on the surface, it was still the Great Wei Dynasty that controlled this vast territory.
Naturally, this was because the Human Race could also obtain formidable power through cultivation.
According to what his predecessor knew, the Blood Battle Saber Technique was one of the most basic cultivation methods. With diligent practice, mastering it could stimulate the Blood Qi Power within the body and grant strength far beyond that of ordinary people.
So this system's function is to accelerate cultivation by consuming lifespan?
There was just one problem with that.
What was the purpose of cultivation?
Of course it was to extend one's lifespan and live a few more years than ordinary mortals.
But this system actually accelerated cultivation by deducting lifespan...
How was that any different from winning five million in the lottery, only to spend the rest of your life working nine to nine, six days a week, for capitalists?
Can't I just practice slowly on my own?
What a joke!
Just as Shen Lin's expression turned odd and he was unable to stop himself from cursing, a burst of light footsteps came from outside the room.
Shen Lin had just wanted to call out when he suddenly froze. His face turned deathly pale, and he immediately lay back down without moving, pretending to remain unconscious.
Creak.
The wooden door was pushed open, and a red dress drifted inside.
Beneath the red dress was a pair of long, fair legs.
Following the line of sight upward, one would find that the newcomer's figure was curvaceous. Her bright-red wedding dress set off her charming face.
The bride had arrived.
Yet this charming bride was currently carrying a constantly writhing, tattered burlap sack.
The sack looked to weigh at least a hundred pounds, but the seemingly delicate bride carried it one-handed without the slightest sign of exertion.
With a thud, she threw the sack onto the floor, lazily stretched, twisted her slender waist, and slowly walked over to sit at the table.
She picked up a wine cup and poured herself a drink. Just as she was about to drain it, her ear suddenly twitched, and she let out a soft sound of surprise.
"Hehehe."
Amid laughter like silver bells, she set down the wine cup and picked up the wine pot to pour another.
"Husband~"
Her coquettish voice entered his ears, like someone scratching an itch in the depths of his heart. It was extraordinarily alluring.
But Shen Lin, lying on the bed, did not dare move in the slightest. He remained motionless, like a corpse.
The bride glanced at the cold sweat seeping from Shen Lin's temples and chuckled before continuing, "Since my husband is already awake, why not accompany me in a drink?"
"Or perhaps..."
"Were you still unsatisfied with what happened earlier and want to enjoy yourself once more?"
The bride seemed a little bashful as she said this, and a trace of color appeared on her fair face.
Seeing that Shen Lin gave no response, she slowly rose, untied her sash, and said slowly:
"In that case, I..."
At that moment, Shen Lin suddenly opened his eyes. Enduring the pain throughout his body, he slowly raised his upper body.
Seeing this, the bride stopped what she was doing and looked at Shen Lin strangely.
"My husband's body... is rather more robust than I imagined."
A smile appeared on Shen Lin's face. In a gentle voice, he said, "Since my wife has a request, I'll naturally risk my life to satisfy it."
The bride lowered her head shyly, her voice dropping several degrees at once. "Oh, you're impossible. Why didn't I realize earlier that my husband was so good with words?"
But this state lasted only a breath or two before she suddenly stood up and made as if to blow out the candles.
"Wait, my wife!"
Shen Lin suddenly spoke up to stop her, a puzzled expression on his face. "What are you doing?"
"I naturally want to enjoy another round of passion with my husband. Could it be... that you don't like it?"
As she spoke, her expression was so pitiful and endearing that any man who saw her would probably be unable to resist pulling her into his arms and making passionate love to her.
Shen Lin seemed to have trouble suppressing the heat in his heart and could not help swallowing.
"If that's the case, why blow out the candles?"
The bride's face flushed crimson at Shen Lin's words. In a small voice, she said, "Then... all right. It's inconvenient in the dark, and it would be troublesome if this dress got dirty..."
As she spoke, she swayed her hips and slowly walked to the bed. The two mounds of flesh on her chest jostled incessantly.
"Then, my husband... let your wife savor you properly!"
She opened her cherry-red lips and slowly bent down.
During the process, thick liquid spilled from the corners of her mouth, while her originally fair skin slowly tore apart.
A pair of horizontally spreading mandibles burst through her skin, exposed like an insect's mouthparts.
But in the next instant, a pitch-black, elongated object was stuffed directly into her hideous mouthparts.
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