The Local Earth God's Deed

The Mountain Pulling Master surveyed the severed limbs and remains in the room, and sneered, "She pretends to be a kind woman, but behind the scenes she does things. Such a vicious and ruthless, two-faced slut deserves to be torn to pieces."

She was scolding Meng Yuchun, but Hong Ying misunderstood.

Hong Ying turned her gun towards the sound and asked, "Old man, who are you cursing?"

The Mountain Pulling Master brandished his cane. "So you're the Home Spirit?"

"Yes!" Hong Ying said, twirling the tip of her gun with a smug look on her face.

Now, the tip of the spear is covered in blood, which, combined with the original metal base, gives it a unique and striking appearance.

The Mountain Pulling Master raised his cane to strike, when suddenly the record player shouted, "Hey you, you bitch, who do you think you are? Who gives you the right to be in charge of this Home Spirit?"

Mountain Pulling Master looked at the record player. At first, he only saw that the thing was steaming and smoking, and thought it was a Tea Furnace.

I only realized now that this thing has a record on it, the record keeps spinning, and the horn can also produce sound.

Meng Yuchun actually has two Home Spirit.

I've heard of that before; some high-level House Cultivator do indeed have more than one Home Spirit.

What does that man do?

The Mountain Pulling Master looked at Li Banfeng: "Are you also Home Spirit?"

"I..." Li Banfeng didn't know how to explain.

The Mountain Pulling Master chuckled and said, "Fine, I'll send you all on your way!"

Bang!

The cane slammed to the ground, and an invisible force rose up, causing the corpses and various magical artifacts in the room to fly up.

Tang Blade cried out in surprise and, along with his gloves, slipped into Li Banfeng's pocket.

The Music Box was a bit clumsy; it wanted to find Li Banfeng, but couldn't fly over.

The Judge's Brush hovered in mid-air, not taking it seriously, and turned over to sleep.

The calendar poster rolled itself up, hung on the pendulum, and flew to Li Banfeng's side along with the Wine Gourd.

Even flying to Li Banfeng's side might not be safe, Li Banfeng himself took to the air.

In the Portable Abode, tables, chairs, benches, bowls, buckets, and even Li Banfeng's bed all flew up.

"Power Cultivation?" The record player didn't fly away, calmly emitting steam. "This kind of Daoist sect is quite rare these days."

"What's so rare about it? Weren't there plenty on the battlefield back then?" Hong Ying didn't fly away either, her long, loose hair fluttering slightly.

Sizzle~

The record player laughed and said, "Blind old woman, these days are different. Even physical cultivators are almost driven to the brink of despair by martial cultivators."

Hong Ying sneered, "Strength can overcome technique, speed can surpass skill. What are martial arts practitioners anyway!"

The two were still arguing about their cultivation levels when the Mountain Pulling Master realized the situation was dire.

The fact that these two Home Spirit couldn't fly proves that their strength is no less than Meng Yuchun's, making it extremely difficult to kill them in a short time.

Seeing that the male Home Spirit was not very capable, they decided to use him as leverage to see if they could find a way to escape.

The Mountain Pulling Master changed his force, intending to throw Li Banfeng to the ground.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

As the rapid drumbeats began, the Mountain Pulling Master felt his breath catch and his techniques became difficult to execute.

Amidst the rhythmic sounds of gongs and drums, Li Banfeng, along with the furniture and magical artifacts in the room, slowly returned to their original positions, and his Wife had broken the technique of the Mountain Pulling Master.

The Mountain Pulling Master swung his cane and struck the record player.

Bang!

A muffled thud came from the front of the record player.

The Mountain Pulling Master hit the front of the record player, but it lacked power. Her breath pulsed with the drumbeats, and the forces within her body clashed with each other.

The record player's voice was chilling. "You ignorant old hag, who gave you the right to touch my husband?"

The old woman trembled, gathering all her strength in an attempt to break free from the record player's control.

The gongs and drums grew more frequent, interspersed with the Wife's eerie singing. "I went to the Looking-Home Terrace to see for myself, and there I saw little devils and big devil judges, escorting the wronged souls of the dead, their necks adorned with iron chains, so miserable, so miserable, so miserable, the eerie wind swirling around, chilling me to the bone."

"Exploring Yin Mountain" was originally a aria sung by a painted-face character, Wife changed the key and rhythm, transforming it into a aria sung by a female lead. The melody was eerie and mournful, making the Mountain Pulling Master tremble with fear and break out in a cold sweat.

No.

We can't beat this Home Spirit!

The Mountain Pulling Master turned and walked towards the door, but the door could not be opened.

She saw another door behind Li Banfeng, and the Mountain Pulling Master transformed into a ghost fire and rushed over.

This only enraged the Wife further, as she assumed the old woman was after Li Banfeng.

A cloud of steam rushed in, forcing the old woman to reveal her true form. The needle pierced her eyeballs and hooked onto her eye sockets, pulling her back.

"You're really courting death, daring to touch my husband!" The boiling steam heated the stylus until it was red-hot, so hot that the old woman's eyes were steaming.

The old woman tried to break the stylus of the record player with brute force, but the eerie singing never stopped, and she could not muster any strength.

Li Banfeng didn't understand.

The Wife's opera singing is quite beautiful, so how come it has such a powerful effect on old women?

As I was pondering, I suddenly felt a warm, moist sensation near my ear.

What's going on?

Li Banfeng took off his earring and angrily said, "Didn't you say you weren't allowed to pee on my ears?"

Hong Ying warned the earring, "Listen carefully to what you're told to listen to, and don't listen to what you're not told to listen to. This Wicked Woman is afraid of hurting her man, so she's letting you hear some nice things. If you heard her real voice, you'd be scared out of your wits."

The Mountain Pulling Master moved her wrist; she had a gold bracelet on her wrist, a rare Spiritual Object that might save her life.

After trying for a while, the bracelet didn't respond.

Strange, where's the bracelet?

The bracelet is gone!

The phonograph needles heated up again, and the singing styles intertwined, as if hundreds of actors were performing a grand opera together.

As the Mountain Pulling Master hanging from the record player, gradually stopped struggling, the lyrics from the record player made it into a daze.

Another needle was inserted into the top of her head, Mountain Pulling Master's body convulsed, her eyes rolled back, as if her brain marrow had been sucked out.

Li Banfeng sighed inwardly, "Fortunately, I am an upright person, and my home is also an upright place."

If this were someone else's home, with blood everywhere, corpses scattered all over the ground, and an old woman having her brains sucked alive, it would definitely be a hellish place.

"My Wife, spare her breath, I have something to ask her."

The record player said, "Husband, ask quickly. Hong Ying, you should also be more vigilant. This person's cultivation level is not on the ground."

Hong Ying said, "Since they're not on the land, we should kill them quickly to prevent further chaos!"

"You wretch, who asked you to speak out of turn? If your husband wants to ask you something, you have to listen to him!"

Not on the land?

That's in the clouds.

Li Banfeng asked, "Are you Local Earth God?"

The Mountain Pulling Master was unwilling to speak, but the chanting needle suddenly heated up, causing the Mountain Pulling Master to tremble. Finally, he spoke, "I am the Local Earth God of the eastern region, the Mountain Pulling Master."

"Is she Meng Yuchun's neighbor?"

"Yes."

Why did you kill her?

"I want her contract. If she doesn't resist or retaliate, I might spare her life."

"What use is her contract?" Li Banfeng had always wanted to know this, how much value did the contract really have to a Local Earth God.

"Take her contract, go to the Inner State, and you can exchange it for a hundred years of life."

Li Banfeng was taken aback. "Is this a promise made to you by Inner State?"

"This is not a promise, it is a rule, a rule that all the Local Earth God know."

Li Banfeng was stunned and speechless.

How could the Inner State possibly have such rules?

Looking back now, Shui Yongquan was truly righteous; he was able to dig up the contract from the Qiu Luoye, but he didn't.

"What will the Local Earth God do if the contract is dug up?"

"They will lose their status."

What would happen if we lost our status?

"Your cultivation will drop, in as little as three to five days, or as long as one to two years. If you lose the Local Earth God, your cultivation will drop from the clouds to the ground."

Does turning from cloud computing to land mean failing a promotion?

"So, it will turn into Wounded Demon Fiend?"

"If you can't transform into Wounded Demon Fiend, the loss of cultivation is a major blow. Those with deep foundations can retain some spiritual essence and survive, while those with shallow foundations will be completely annihilated."

No wonder the Local Earth God would fight to the death over the topic of contracts; the cost of having contracts dug up is too high.

Li Banfeng asked the Mountain Pulling Master, "Are you really willing to take such a risk for a hundred years of life?"

"I can't help it. I'm over 480 years old, which is considered long-lived among the Local Earth God."

Cloud Above First Layer, the longest lifespan is no more than five hundred years. If I don't find a way to prolong my life, I probably won't last more than a few years.

The record player said from the side, "Sir, this old woman isn't lying; there really is such a rule in Inner State."

When his Wife mentioned Inner State, Li Banfeng Li Banfeng, thinking Wife was about to go crazy again.

But my Wife is perfectly normal today.

It seems that my Wife has recovered quite a bit.

These days of feeding have not been in vain!

Li Banfeng continued, "Why did you specifically target Meng Yuchun?"

"She's House Cultivator, not very experienced, and has only recently become Local Earth God. She doesn't know many of the rules, making her the easiest local Local Earth God to deal with."

None of the local Local Earth God had ever encountered anyone clearing the land, and everyone was hopeless. Only she was lucky; she met someone clearing the land less than a year after she arrived.

The local Local Earth God all resented her. If I kill her, no one will say anything. If she doesn't die by my hand, she'll die by someone else's sooner or later.

Is this the relationship between Local Earth God?

"You hired all these Wandering Monsters: the Feng Qu Weng bribes, the snotty-nosed clerk, the scribe, Actor Cultivator?"

"Yes."

"What will you use as payment?"

"Cultivation level, cultivation level on the ground."

"Where did you get your cultivation from?"

The old woman's expression grew increasingly dazed, and she stammered for a long time before she could speak clearly.

The record player said, "My lord, the territory of the new land can nurture cultivation. The Local Earth God's contract can collect this cultivation and use it to reward the Strange Monsters under his command. If you can afford a high price, you can even bribe Wandering Monster."

"By bribing so many Wandering Monsters in one go, this old woman will probably go bankrupt, and she won't have any leverage to control the local Strange Monsters in the future."

The old woman murmured, "I can't care about anything else, I can't care about anything else, I want to live..."

Li Banfeng didn't hear what the Mountain Pulling Master said; his mind was preoccupied with matters of cultivation.

"My lord, ask him quickly if you have something to say; this man cannot stay any longer."

Li Banfeng quickly asked, "Where is your contract?"

"At my place."

That's obvious!

Where do you live?

"You want my contract?" the Mountain Pulling Master gasped. "Spare my life, and I'll take you to get it."

The needle heated up again, Wife warned the Mountain Pulling Master: "Don't talk so much. Just answer honestly when asked something."

Unable to endure the torment any longer, the Mountain Pulling Master told the truth, "Go find Actor Cultivator; she knows where I live."

"Alright, alright!" Li Banfeng nodded, indicating that his Wife could begin.

The phonograph needle suddenly extended, piercing from the top of the Mountain Pulling Master's head all the way to the ground.

As the Mountain Pulling Master convulsed, he whispered, "I want to live, let me live..."

After a long, low murmur, the Mountain Pulling Master fell silent; his soul had been devoured by his Wife.

Puffs of steam billowed out, and the record player slowly played. "My lord, even if you brought me dragon liver and phoenix marrow today, this Little Slave would still be unable to eat it."

Li Banfeng smiled and said, "My Wife, please rest for a while. I'm going out for a walk and will be back soon."

"Hey, sir, are you going to find that old woman's contract?"

Li Banfeng sniffed and said, "I'm just curious, I want to go and see."

"Hey, my dear husband, you're not after the cultivation level stipulated in the contract, are you?"

Li Banfeng chuckled and said, "Isn't it good to accumulate more cultivation points? My Wife also said that all the cultivation points in the land are stored in the contract."

"Hey, my lord, your cultivation was given to you by your Little Slave. What are you doing looking for the contract?"

Li Banfeng wiped his sweat and said, "If I don't need it, my Wife can use it!"

"Hey, Little Slave lord, I don't need that kind of cultivation. The cultivation on this new land is different from proper cultivation."

"Bagworm Moth Madam, you've seen her before, sir. Do you wish to become like her?"

Li Banfeng was taken aback. "Using the cultivation of the new land will turn me into Bagworm Moth Madam?"

"That's not it. Bagworm Moth Madam became this through Sufferance Cultivator. It's hard to say what House Cultivator could become."

The Strange Monsters on this new land are sometimes human, sometimes closely related to humans. They took on those forms simply because they gained cultivation in this new land. Husband, have you thought this through? Do you really want to become like that?

Li Banfeng pursed his lips and said, "Changing my appearance isn't a big deal."

Hong Ying held the mirror up to Li Banfeng: "Look at yourself now. You've really turned into a monster. Aren't you disgusted with yourself?"

As a spear, you look in the mirror every day and you don't dislike yourself, so why should I dislike myself?

"I don't mind, but I wonder if my Wife minds me?"

"Oh, my Little Slave, I don't mind at all. If you want to go, then go."

"Okay, I'll go right now." Li Banfeng squatted down and opened the box.

"Hey, husband, what are you doing?"

"I'll go and apply the Machine Oil right away."

The record player trembled. "My lord, Little Slave was just trying to be helpful, why do you need to put on Machine Oil?"

Squeak~

Li Banfeng had already opened the back cover.

The record player trembled even more violently. "Little Slave lord, I've eaten so much today, you can't get the place wrong, my lord, look carefully, look... look... no, no, my lord, no!"

My lord, my lord, that, that contract with the Local Earth God, it... it has other uses too. Don't be anxious, listen to Little Slave, I'll tell you slowly~

P. S.: What use is a contract anyway?