Chương 284: Heaven on Earth

Hearing Zuo Mu describe his current destiny, Song Que's heart grew slightly heavy. Although their county town was remote and few mighty figures passed through, if bad luck struck and someone discovered his current appearance, Master Song would be in danger! Even though people like Zuo Mu and Hui Wu were incredibly rare, given this world's malicious attitude toward him, heaven knew how many times that minuscule probability would be magnified! Therefore, it was better to be safe than sorry.

He decided to stay in Giant Willow Village for a few days until this hidden danger was completely resolved.

"Boys! Grab your gear, we're going hunting today!"

"Awooo!!!" Following Grandee Song's shout, the Husky howled excitedly, wagging its tail and running in circles to show its eagerness. It had been a long time since they last went into the Great Qing Mountains. Having decided to stay for a few days, Song Que tried his best to happily enjoy the present moment. After hastily finishing the breakfast prepared by Yang Mi, he dragged Xiong Ba, Nie Feng, Knife, the Husky, and Meng Meng along, happily running into the forest to relive old memories.

This stay lasted exactly three days. Hunting in the mountains during the day, holding a feast in the evening, and releasing the Silver-Armored Corpse into Mirror Lake at night to absorb Yin Qi and make up for its excessive consumption previously. Within three days, Song Que considered the matter resolved...... The morning of this day. Seeing Zuo Mu walk out of the house, Master Song impatiently called out to him:"Old Zuo, what does my destiny look like now?"

Song Que had already given the others a rough explanation about practicing the Seven Kills Demonic Saber. There were no people here overflowing with 'saintly' compassion or excessively righteous orthodox martial artists anyway. Furthermore, there was a reason behind it. Therefore, everyone accepted the fact that their Young Master was practicing a demonic art very calmly. Aside from worrying about him, they didn't feel any other emotions. In fact, Yang Jiye found it quite normal.

According to him, on the battlefield, generals didn't care what martial arts you practiced! As long as you were brave, skilled in combat, obedient, and could complete the mission, that was enough. This was exactly why most of the nine Demonic Cult sects chose to establish their sects in the border regions. People at the borders only worshipped strength. Their attitude toward Demonic Cult members was no different from ordinary people.

As long as you didn't commit heaven-damning acts or lose all humanity like the Blood Demon Cultists, both the officials and the commoners would acknowledge your existence. A vagabond like Zuo Mu naturally had even fewer opinions. As long as he was sure the Great Demon King wouldn't butcher him for cultivation, that was enough. Right now, he nodded happily:"Young Master, it's completely normal now! That surrounding purple cloud has been entirely driven away, and the demonic Qi on your body has been concealed within.

With your massive golden destiny covering you, even if one looks very closely, they will only see a very faint black speck, almost imperceptible." Hearing this, Great Villain Song was completely reassured. It seemed his efforts over these past few days hadn't been entirely in vain. Right now, his true dharma idol form was enveloped by several layers of lotus petals.

The Precious Lotus Pedestal continuously radiated a dazzling seven-colored light that obscured the scene inside, making it very difficult for outsiders to see the demonic Qi on his body. Once he could cultivate the Dao Heart Demonic Seed embryo to grand completion in the future, naturally alternating between the Daoist and Demonic forms, he wouldn't be troubled by these things anymore. For now, he would temporarily use this method to gloss over it. This was enough!

If even Zuo Mu's Heavenly Eyes couldn't see it clearly, then there probably wasn't anyone in the world who could spot anything abnormal. And if there was... it probably wouldn't matter either! As martial artists, who didn't have a few lives on their hands? Being tainted by the karma of killing was perfectly normal. Even the genuine members of the God-Slaying Sect hadn't reached the point where the entire Jianghu was calling for their heads, let alone a good, honest man like Master Song.

Therefore, Song Que decided to return to Plum Manor today. This novel is published on a different platform. Support the original author by finding the official source. Old Wu had also run over here two days ago. After waiting in Yellow Leaf Town for ages without seeing a trace of Grandee Song, he finally got news when villagers went into town to find a construction crew and conveniently informed him that they were staying a few extra days.

Having long since grown bored of playing there, Wu Yi ultimately couldn't resist the temptation of fine wine and immediately ran all the way to Mirror Lake. Now, preparing for departure was easy; they just needed to call the Li family, who were equally ready.

"Uncle Zhong, this is far enough. I'll come back to visit you next time!" Escorting the group all the way to the edge of the village, Zhong Kui finally stopped reluctantly and waved.

"Alright, Que. Have a safe journey!"

"Take care, Uncle Zhong!"...

"Take care, Big Brother Zhong!" The group chimed in with their farewells. Only when the hundred-year-old giant willow tree was completely out of sight did Song Que stick his head back into the carriage, and the convoy sped up for the journey back. Declining all invitations to stay for meals, everyone safely returned to their respective homes by early afternoon. Master Song could finally return to Plum Manor in peace and continue acting as a farmer, taking care of his Jade Sun Rice.......

Spring passed, and summer arrived. The chirping of cicadas began to echo outside, signaling the onset of summer. Two weeks had passed since their trip to Giant Willow Village. During these days, the group hadn't gone anywhere, focusing entirely on cultivating at home, sparring, and exchanging martial arts insights. After a few days of familiarization, Song Que had begun to use his new state much more handily—the Dao Heart Demonic Seed Grand Art, alternating between Buddha and Demon, neither Demon nor Buddha.

With a split soul simultaneously controlling both emotional states, manipulating that bizarre dharma idol was much simpler than he had anticipated. It didn't cause the crisis of split personality he had imagined, which allowed Master Song to breathe a sigh of relief. Except for the drawback of his mental state becoming somewhat unstable, practicing this Dao Heart Demonic Seed wasn't too bad; on the contrary, it had miraculous uses!

Leaving aside the fact that his soul had become extremely sensitive, his Domain had expanded to a terrifying forty meters! Any movement—from a blade of grass on the ground to a mosquito in the sky—could not escape Song Que's senses. But the most unpredictable aspect was that 'schizophrenic' trait during combat! The Dao and Demon forms alternating caused the Qi on his body to become erratic and ghostly, making it difficult for opponents to focus. Now, Old Demon Song could control his own killing intent at will.

He could launch a lethal strike while still making the opponent feel a warm, friendly smile radiating from him. It was a classic case of saying one thing and doing another—hiding a dagger behind a smile! This insidious cunning left Xiong Ba and the others, who had been sparring with him these past few days, vomiting blood in frustration. Clearly, he had just charged at Yang Jiye with stern killing intent, yet what awaited them was a saber slash aimed at Old Nie's head!

Clearly, he was still smiling and praising Knife's good progress, his warm smile making one feel like a spring breeze, yet a split second later, he would suddenly appear behind him and viciously strike his head with an eagle claw technique! Truly unpredictable! Sparring with this guy now, Xiong Ba and the other three not only suffered physical torture from fists and kicks, but also endured mental torment throughout the process.

They felt as if they had gone insane after a fight, becoming extremely dizzy and disoriented. It was only in the last day or two, as they gradually got used to it, that things got slightly better. Everyone was suffering unspeakably, except for Zuo Mu. Ever since this martial arts deadwood arrived, all he did was eat and lie down. When he got too bored, he would pick up a few Daoist scriptures to read, and after a few pages, he would go back to sleep.

His life was so monotonous that even he began to feel bored to death. Fortunately, a joyous event arrived today! After more than eight months of construction, the massive entertainment complex at Silver Wave Lake had officially been completed and was opening! The Young Master had mentioned that this time, he would let him go there to feast and party for a few days and nights. Zuo Mu was incredibly eager to experience this new-style 'entertainment district' Master Song spoke of.

Aside from the three Yang siblings, the remaining five from Plum Manor dressed themselves up impeccably from early morning, looking like a bunch of proper gentlemen, and excitedly headed into the city together........ Silver Wave Lake. Standing outside the welcome gate with Zhong Hong, Fan Yiwang, and a group of high-ranking Moon-Lacking Pavilion members, Grandee Song felt extremely satisfied looking at the massive, neat, and beautifully constructed buildings behind it. Heaven on Earth.

Song Que himself had named this place. Inside, there were three casinos, two brothels, restaurants, inns, docks, pleasure boats, and martial arts arenas—it had everything! Whatever you liked, this place could satisfy all your desires. The location wasn't far from the city, only a little over a mile away, and the roads had been paved for extremely convenient travel. Unlike the stifling space inside the city, the scenery here was beautiful.

Facing the vast Silver Wave Lake, looking out over the expansive, rippling water, and feeling the cool breeze carrying the moisture from the lake was enough to make guests linger and forget to return. The hundreds of thousands of taels of silver poured into this place were definitely worth it. Song Que nodded and turned to Zhong and Fan, asking:"Is everything ready to receive guests?"

"Please rest assured, Young Master. Hall Master Zhong and I have checked repeatedly; there won't be any oversights. The three casinos are all opened by our Pavilion's people, absolutely trustworthy. The brothels have also been instructed and trained beforehand; they already know our new business methods like the back of their hands. As for the restaurants and inns, the bosses have all uniformly guaranteed to me that no major mistakes will occur."

"Mhm, very good!" Master Song laughed joyfully and praised them.

"But you absolutely must not relax your supervision! In our territory, we must ensure that guests arrive happy and leave satisfied. Absolutely no cheating or extorting customers is allowed to happen! Also, warn those madams: the girls who come to work in this profession must be entirely voluntary! If I hear of anyone forcing good women into prostitution, this Young Master will definitely not let them off! Understood?"

"Understood! The Pavilion Master is wise!" The group of high-ranking Moon-Lacking Pavilion members hurriedly shouted their guarantees. Nodding in satisfaction, Song Que waved his hand:"Let's go take a look inside. The guests are probably about to arrive. Let's do a final inspection around the area first."

"Understood, Pavilion Master!"