The Evil in Human Nature, Courting Death Like Mad!

Early in the morning, warm sunlight streamed through the window and fell upon Jiang Lin's face.

Still groggy, Jiang Lin opened his eyes and saw an incomparably beautiful face before him.

"This is—"

Jiang Lin rubbed his eyes, thinking he was hallucinating.

Unable to help himself, Jiang Lin reached out and touched those cheeks, smooth as congealed cream.

They felt exceptionally soft and warm beneath his fingers.

Only then did Jiang Lin suddenly come to his senses.

"So everything from yesterday wasn't a dream. The system and Little Dragon Girl both really exist."

"This is wonderful. My future has completely changed. I no longer have to be so timid and worry about what comes next."

Seeing that Little Dragon Girl was still sleeping soundly, Jiang Lin quietly got out of bed, left the room, and headed into the kitchen.

Thanks to the old village chief Jack's assistance, their rice jar usually had at least half a jar of rice in it.

After estimating enough for the two of them, Jiang Lin began preparing breakfast.

About half an hour later, Little Dragon Girl appeared at the kitchen doorway.

"Sister Long, you're awake? How did you sleep last night? I made some porridge. Come have some."

As he spoke, Jiang Lin filled a bowl and hurried over to Little Dragon Girl.

"Thank you."

Little Dragon Girl was somewhat surprised, but she still accepted it.

"Try it quickly. See how it tastes."

As soon as the porridge entered her mouth, Little Dragon Girl tasted a rich sweetness and could not help nodding slightly.

"It tastes very good. Even Grandmother's cooking wasn't as delicious as yours."

"Haha, really?"

Receiving Little Dragon Girl's praise, Jiang Lin's smile grew even brighter.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Xiao Lin, today is Martial Soul Awakening day. Master Su Yuntao will be here soon. Come out once you're ready."

"What is Martial Soul Awakening?" Little Dragon Girl asked in confusion.

"Well, it's something like Sister Long's Frost Dragon Soul. But awakening it is much easier than inheriting one. As long as people in this world reach the age of six, they can use an Awakening Stone to awaken their own Martial Soul."

"By the way, Sister Long, do you want to come and see?"

"Mm, alright."

Jiang Lin and Little Dragon Girl arrived at the door together. Outside, old Jack stood quietly waiting with his cane.

"Xiao Lin, this young lady is?"

"Grandpa Jack, she's my distant cousin. She's a very powerful soul master and arrived last night. It was just too late, so I didn't get the chance to tell you."

"Sister Long, this is Grandpa Jack, the village chief. He's always taken good care of me."

"Mm, so that's how it is."

Old Jack nodded. After exchanging greetings with Little Dragon Girl, he did not ask any further questions.

The awakening ceremony was being held at the Martial Soul Hall in the center of the village, while Jiang Lin's house stood on the southwestern side, so it would take more than ten minutes to get there.

After roughly five or six minutes, Jiang Lin spotted a familiar figure in the distance. It was Alto, the one who had beaten him unconscious yesterday.

Beside him were two adults and a child. The child resembled him and was only one year younger. Unsurprisingly, they too were headed for the Martial Soul Hall in the village center.

And when Jiang Lin noticed them, they also noticed Jiang Lin, as well as the Little Dragon Girl beside him, whose beauty was beyond compare.

"Gulp—"

Swallowing sounds rang out one after another. As Jiang Lin and the others drew nearer, the other villagers also caught sight of Little Dragon Girl.

Feeling the ill-intentioned gazes around her, Little Dragon Girl's delicate brows furrowed slightly, and a trace of disgust flashed through her eyes.

"Well, if it isn't the trash Jiang Lin. Your injuries healed so quickly? Looks like you really are an unkillable cockroach. Hahaha."

"Big sister, my name is Alto. May I ask what your name is?"

Unlike the hesitant others, Alto, who had been a brat since childhood, naturally had far more courage. Moreover, he had been completely captivated the instant he saw Little Dragon Girl, so he ran over to strike up a conversation.

"Heh, I wondered who it was. So it's you, you little bastard Alto. I didn't expect that before I could come looking for you, you'd deliver yourself right to my door!"

Jiang Lin stepped directly in front of Little Dragon Girl, completely blocking Alto's view.

"What did you say? Jiang Lin, you actually dared to insult me! Are you tired of living?!"

Upon hearing the word "bastard," Alto's face immediately flushed red, and the sickle Martial Soul appeared in his hand.

At this moment, Alto's parents and younger brother also came over.

"Village chief, you heard him, didn't you? This trash dared to insult my son. You can't play favorites now, can you?"

"Hmph!"

"Ao Gang, Xin Lan, do you think that just because you held me up yesterday, I wouldn't know that Alto and the others ganged up on Xiao Lin? I'm still here today. If you dare bully Xiao Lin in front of me again, don't blame me for being rude!"

"Cough, cough cough!"

Old Jack rebuked them harshly, but as soon as he finished speaking, he began coughing violently.

"Grandpa Jack, are you alright?"

Jiang Lin hurried to Old Jack's side and gently patted his back.

Seeing this, Ao Gang and his wife, who had initially been intimidated, immediately relaxed. Their words became even more unrestrained.

"Hehe, Village Chief, you're already old. Do you think you're still young?"

"Besides, this little trash isn't related to you at all. Why are you protecting him so fiercely? Don't tell me you expect him to care for you in your old age and bury you when you die?"

"Hahaha, take my advice. If this is about that, just hand over that brat's house deed and land deed for us to divide. Then it wouldn't be impossible for us to take turns seeing you off when you die."

"As for this little trash, just let him fend for himself!"

"You, you!"

"Pfft—"

Old Jack, who had just caught his breath, could no longer endure it. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned deathly pale.

Seeing this, the surrounding villagers immediately wore expressions of gleeful anticipation and began whispering among themselves.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Old Jack is vomiting blood already. Looks like his mental fortitude isn't much."

"Pah, it's because Ao Gang's words were too vicious. You'd vomit blood too if you were in his place."

"But Old Jack is sixty-six this year. He probably doesn't have much longer to live."

"That's true. In that case, the position of village chief will soon be vacant, right?"

"What, you're interested? If you are, I'll vote for you when the time comes, as long as you give Jiang Lin's little trash house to me."

"Hmph, are you kidding? You're asking for far too much!"

"By the way, who's that beauty beside the little trash? She's really gorgeous. If I could taste her sweetness—"

"Damn, you really are an animal. That girl doesn't even look like she's of age yet. How can you bear to think that?"

"What's wrong with that? Look at her pale, silky skin and that cold expression. If I could really get my hands on her, hehehe, that would be a life like a god's!"

"So, want to give it a try? That little trash and old Jack can both be dealt with easily."

"It wouldn't hurt to try, but I'm going first!"

"Get lost. I'm going first!"

"How about this? Count me in, and we'll do it together?"

"Hehehe, sure, sure. I just wonder whether she can take it."

"Disgusting. You people are truly disgusting. Still, that girl really is beautiful!"

"I think tonight will do. Then—"

"Alright, it's settled. By the way, should we get rid of that little trash while we're at it? Old Jack won't live much longer anyway. I doubt he'd dare do anything to us!"

"That could work, but where does that little beauty live?"

"What's there to worry about? Isn't she with old Jack? We can just force him to tell us later!"

"What if old Jack would rather die than give in?"

"If that old bastard doesn't know what's good for him, we'll send him on his way early!"

"..."

"Jiang Lin, are the people outside all this vicious?"

As a Soul Venerable, Little Dragon Girl naturally heard the villagers' conversation. The chill in her eyes was already impossible to conceal.

"Heh, Sister Long, we must never underestimate the evil in human nature. Some people are alive only because their flesh remains alive. Their souls have already become demons. People like that are no different from the dead."

Like Little Dragon Girl, Jiang Lin's perception had greatly improved after awakening the Pure Yang Flame and the King's Power Sword. Every vile word spoken by the villagers present had fallen clearly into his ears.

For the first time, killing intent rose in Jiang Lin's heart, a fury that only slaughter could soothe!

They could insult him if they wanted. He had long grown used to it.

But old Jack and Little Dragon Girl—those two absolutely would not be allowed to suffer even the slightest slander from these filthy insects!