It's Not My Fault; It's This World!

"What happened to Senior Brother Shuhang?"

Young Master Phoenix Slayer: "You're stuffed, aren't you?"

"Therefore, there are some things in this world that you can't just eat indiscriminately," Yu Jiaojiao added.

The little monk nodded, seemingly understanding but not quite.

Half an hour later, Song Shuhang wearily opened his eyes, a blue light flashing in them.

It was only with great difficulty that all the spiritual power within the Spirit Beast Crystal was converted into true energy.

At this moment, his Qi Sea Dantian and the second Dragon Tail Dantian were both bulging and swelling, and with just a little more true Qi, he felt like he would explode.

Beside the 'Proto-Innate True Qi', a phantom image of a shark-like spirit beast appeared, and a spirit rune appeared on the Proto-Innate True Qi.

At the same time, Song Shuhang felt a swelling between his eyebrows. That was his spiritual power, which was also surging due to the Spirit Beast Crystal.

Song Shuhang's mental strength was already stronger than that of a normal Second-Grade Cultivator, and now, with his mental strength surging so much, he felt like he was about to burst.

"My mental strength is nearing the limit my body can handle," Song Shuhang murmured.

As he spoke, a bluish light flickered in his eyes from time to time. This was a sign that his spiritual power was surging and he was starting to lose control.

A cultivator's physique, true qi, and spiritual power are all interconnected.

Only a person with a strong physique can contain a certain amount of true qi and spiritual power.

The strength of one's mental power represents the degree of control over true qi. The stronger one's mental power, the more precise one's control over true qi and spiritual power, without causing unnecessary waste.

Now, due to his recent rapid advancement, Song Shuhang's true qi and mental strength have reached their limits.

However, his physical condition was somewhat lacking, which dragged down his overall cultivation level.

If ordinary cultivators knew this, they would be filled with envy, jealousy, and hatred—ordinary cultivators cultivate step by step, and it may take them several years to break through even a small realm.

Their physical constitution is far superior to their internal energy, spiritual power, and mental strength. Few cultivators have ever been troubled by excessive internal energy or mental strength.

So... Song Shuhang's current situation can be described as a happy kind of trouble.

Song Shuhang took out a bottle of Body Tempering Liquid and swallowed it in one gulp.

The Body Tempering Liquid no longer has much effect on enhancing his physique, but since there's still a lot left, he'll just drink it as a supplement.

"We must strengthen our training in fist and sword techniques to improve our physical condition."

Even the happiest troubles are still troubles.

If his physique can't keep up, and his internal energy and spiritual power surge again... he might explode and die. Are you scared?

It really will explode!

"Huh, where are Senior Phoenix Slayer and the little monk?" After finishing his practice, Song Shuhang found that only Yu Jiaojiao was sitting on his shoulder in the room, also meditating.

"They've gone to interrogate the Black Horse Spirit and the man in black. I'll stay here and look after you," Yu Jiaojiao said softly.

Before they can Transformation, demon cultivators face several times more difficulties in their cultivation than human cultivators.

Therefore, Yu Jiaojiao never wasted time hanging around Song Shuhang to use the 'Enlightenment Stone'. With the help of the Enlightenment Stone, she could cultivate to the maximum extent possible to catch up with human cultivators.

"Then let's go over there too." Song Shuhang jumped up from the ground and ran towards the interrogation room.

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Inside the interrogation room.

The man in black was still hanging there. Young Master Phoenix Slayer did not torture him, but simply had the little monk sit in front of him and began to chant scriptures.

Furthermore, Young Master Phoenix Slayer instructed the young monk that from today onwards, before arriving in China, he should focus his morning and evening prayers on this man in black.

This is called 'converting evil people'.

The young monk happily accepted the task of converting evil people, which made him feel like a high-ranking monk, and he liked it very much.

He'd been chanting scriptures to the man in black for half an hour, quite enthusiastically. In his current state, he could easily chant for a whole morning.

Nearby, Young Master Phoenix Slayer had set up a Soundproof Barrier and was frantically whipping the Black Horse Spirit.

The Black Horse Spirit screamed in agony as it was whipped.

After exhausting himself with his swordplay, Young Master Phoenix Slayer took a short rest.

"Fellow Daoist, what exactly do you want me to do? Give me an explanation!" The Black Horse Spirit's eyes were moist.

After Young Master Phoenix Slayer entered the room, he started whipping him mercilessly without any explanation. He didn't interrogate him or tell him what to do; he just gave him a brutal beating.

The Black Horse Spirit said bitterly, "Old Ma, I know I was wrong, okay? I don't want Onion Lady anymore, and I won't bother that young Daoist again, alright?"

"Hmm." Young Master Phoenix Slayer took a sip of water to moisten his throat, then grabbed the Demon-Binding Rope and lashed the Black Horse Spirit with it again.

The Black Horse Spirit screamed in agony, its body covered in wounds.

"Fellow Daoist... no... ah... stop... ah... stop it~~please give me an explanation, ahhh... I'll even pay you any compensation you ask for." The Black Horse Spirit cried.

"Hmm, I haven't thought about compensation yet." Young Master Phoenix Slayer stopped and took another sip of water.

The Black Horse Spirit got angry. "Then why do you keep hitting me?"

"Because you're a stallion!" Young Master Phoenix Slayer said calmly.

The Black Horse Spirit was stunned for a moment. "Huh?"

Young Master Phoenix Slayer pushed up his glasses, the lenses reflecting a cruel light. "Studs are the most hateful! Demons are already scarce in this world. According to the last census by the Demon Alliance, the number of male demons in the Cultivation World is now five times that of female demons! That means that out of five male demons, four are destined to be unable to marry a female demon. Under such circumstances, how dare you still be a stud! Don't you know that if you stole even one more female demon, five male demons would be unable to find wives?"

The Black Horse Spirit tilted its head. "So, it's my fault??"

Young Master Phoenix Slayer: "..."

Smack smack smack A series of brutal blows.

The Black Horse Spirit's screams rang out again, exceptionally pitiful.

"It's not my fault!" the Black Horse Spirit roared. "Is there anything wrong with me being a stallion? I was originally a stallion spirit, isn't being a stallion my natural right? So, it's not me who's wrong, it's this cruel world! This world with more men than women is the Source of All Evil!"

Young Master Phoenix Slayer was stunned for a moment, then realized that Black Horse Spirit made a lot of sense... and then he whipped even harder!

When Song Shuhang and Yu Jiaojiao entered the interrogation room, they witnessed Young Master Phoenix Slayer viciously whipping the Black Horse Spirit.

Both of them shivered in unison.

Shuhang's bright eyes met Yu Jiaojiao's cute little eyes, and they both nodded—indeed, they should never Young Master Phoenix Slayer Feng in the future.

That's absolutely terrifying.

Shuhang and Yu Jiaojiao arrived in front of the man in black first.

The man in black wearily raised his head and glanced at Song Shuhang. His eyes were lifeless and unfocused.

However, upon seeing Song Shuhang, a smug look appeared on his face.

"Little brat, do you think you can break my will by merely reciting Buddhist scriptures? You're too naive. My will is stronger than iron. You won't get any information from me until you undo the 'spell' on my Origin True Qi!" the man in black said in a hoarse voice.

Song Shuhang gave the man in black a deep look, and after a moment, he recited a password. "My Beloved Dog 43B."

After saying that, Song Shuhang turned and went towards the Black Horse Spirit.

The man in black was completely stunned, his face showing disbelief.

"Impossible! This is impossible! How could you possibly know this password!" the man in black roared, and his whole body began to spin like an electric fan.

Why did the other party know this password?

If this password is known, wouldn't that mean the secret of the gold chain has been cracked? Then he... would completely lose any leverage to negotiate with the other party.

"My friend, you must not be easily angered. Do not be impatient or easily angered, for anger resides in the heart of a fool," the young monk said solemnly.

"You ignorant bastard! And this isn't from Buddhist scriptures, it's from Western Cross Church!" the man in black shouted frantically.

"Oh? Is that so? I apologize, benefactor, I've been studying all the world's religious classics lately, so my memory is a bit scattered. But, although it's not from Buddhist scriptures, what they say makes a lot of sense. One must always remain rational, for anger harms the body," the young monk said solemnly.

"Damn it, die! You bastard, where did you get the password from? Damn it, I'll 'beep beep~~'" the man in black roared again.

"Swearing is wrong, benefactor. If you continue to swear, this humble monk will have to practice the Vajra's discipline," the young monk said, frowning.

"Beep beep~~ Beep beep beep~~ Alpaca! Alpaca!" The black-clad man's pride and arrogance vanished in an instant.

The young monk stood up, slapped the man in black, and spun him around.

It spins faster and faster, even faster than the fastest setting on an electric fan.

"Waaaaah~~" The black-clad man's curses turned into a series of sobs.

On the other side, Song Shuhang arrived beside the Black Horse Spirit and the Young Master Phoenix Slayer.

At this moment, the Black Horse Spirit's eyes lit up, and it immediately cried out, "Little fellow Daoist, save me! I, Old Horse, will never again covet the 'Onion Lady' on your body. From now on, wherever you appear, I, Old Horse, will retreat ten miles away! Ahhh! Also, little fellow Daoist, I'll compensate you with Dragon Horse. Please save me!"

Young Master Phoenix Slayer sneered, his Demon-Binding Rope whipping out with lightning speed.

"Dragon Horse?" Song Shuhang blinked.

"Ahhh~~ I, Old Ma, am the King of Horses~~ Ahhh, I command a group of horse demons. Among them is a troop of dragon Dragon Horse with the Flood Dragon Bloodline, capable of traversing most of China in a single day, quite dashing indeed!" the Black Horse Spirit shouted.

Song Shuhang shrugged. "Unfortunately, I have something even more handsome now."

The Puppet Silver Dragon he traded with the Manor Lord Seven Lives Talisman was exceptionally cool and could even fly at supersonic speeds. As for mounts, this Puppet Silver Dragon was enough.

"What do you want? Any compensation is fine, just tell me! Don't smoke anymore, it'll kill the horse!" the Stud Demon shouted.

This is practically a "Come knock on me, come knock on me" vibe.

Young Master Phoenix Slayer stopped using the Demon-Binding Rope and took another sip of tea to moisten his throat.