196: Chapter 196 The Demon Blade as Firewood

The black george patton SUV was driving smoothly on the expressway returning to the urban area of Jiangzhou City.

Outside the car window, the cold wind of early winter was whistling past.

In the driver's seat, Helena held the steering wheel with both hands.

That specially made "Holy Fallen Nun's Habit" tightly hugged her plump and full body.

With the slight jolting of the vehicle, those breathtaking curves also drew charming waves in the air.

Her ice-blue eyes occasionally peeked at the back seat through the rearview mirror.

The atmosphere in the back seat compartment at this moment was in a warm yet slightly absurd style.

"Click... crunch..."

Crisp chewing sounds echoed in the quiet car compartment.

Frost Star was curled up entirely in Lin Ye's arms.

Holding that blood-red demonic core dug out from the body of the Yamata Blood Mirage in both hands, she opened her small mouth with cute little tiger teeth and nibbled on it bite by bite.

The demonic core was incomparably hard, but in front of her teeth, which could even bite through steel, it was as fragile as a sandwich cookie.

"Eat slower, no one is fighting you for it."

Lin Ye leaned against the leather seat with a lazy posture.

With one hand, he wrapped around Frost Star's slender waist, and his other hand rested on Leng Yue's leg beside him, his finger pads gently stroking the straight and slender thigh lines through the layer of moon-white qipao fabric.

The action was skilled, maintaining a theme of sharing the favor equally.

"This demonic core is cool inside, with a faint seaweed taste, and it is much more chewy than the inner cores of those zombies before."

Frost Star swallowed the last mouthful of demonic core residue.

She gave a satisfied burp.

A wisp of faint pink demonic qi drifted out from her mouth, and before it had time to spread, it was instantly frozen into ice slag by the layer of extreme cold Nether Corpse Qi on her body surface, falling onto the floor mat.

Having eaten and drunk her fill, Frost Star turned her head, her different-colored pupils looking at Lin Ye with watery eyes.

"I'm full. Now... is it your turn to eat?"

Hearing these words, Helena, who was driving in the front row, trembled violently with her hand holding the steering wheel.

The SUV carved out a charming S-shaped route on the expressway.

"Drive properly. Daydream again, and tomorrow I'll have you go to the basement to ride a stationary bike with those Paladins."

Lin Ye didn't even raise his eyelids, giving a lukewarm warning.

Terrified out of her wits, Helena quickly straightened her back and stared straight ahead at the road without distraction.

Lin Ye turned his head and exasperatedly pinched Frost Star's slightly baby-fat cheeks, pulling them outward.

"What on earth is packed in your head all day long."

"Where is your dignity as the Nether Empress? If the external demons and ghosts saw this, they would think Lins Funeral Shop is abusing a minor."

"I am not a minor! My chest is already quite big here!"

Frost Star retorted unconvincedly, even straightening her posture to try and prove it.

"Alright, stop messing around."

Leng Yue sat upright on Lin Ye's left side.

The cold and otherworldly aura of the Millennium Drought Demon was forever the best weapon to suppress this little sprite.

She reached out her pale and slender jade hand and pulled out a wet wipe from the side.

With a gentle yet unyielding movement, she pinched Frost Star's chin to wipe away the remaining demonic core debris from the corner of her mouth.

"Such rude eating manners, how unseemly."

"Husband just went through a big battle and needs to rest. If you act up like this again, when we get back you'll be punished to reflect on your mistakes facing the wall inside the Xuanbing Chamber."

Frost Star raised her head, meeting Leng Yue's dark golden eyes, and instinctively shrank her neck.

Not daring to talk back, she could only aggrievedly bury her face back into Lin Ye's chest, rubbing back and forth like a wronged kitten seeking comfort.

He soothingly patted Frost Star's back, and then with a slight movement of his mind, he opened the ancient-looking [Spatial Ring] on his finger.

It was time to tally up the loot plundered from that Sakura Country cruise ship.

His mind probed into the vast vacuum storage space of the Spatial Ring.

In one corner of the space, dozens of large waterproof combination cases were neatly stacked.

What they contained were entirely shiny gold bars, conservatively estimated to weigh at least a few tons.

In this era of spiritual qi revival and social turmoil, antiques in prosperous times and gold in chaotic times, this batch of hard currency was enough to multiply the cash flow of the Funeral Shop several times over.

Besides gold.

Scattered nearby were also a large pile of bizarre Eastern magical tools.

Lin Ye flipped his wrist.

A slender tachi, pitch-black throughout with even its scabbard exuding intense resentment, appeared out of thin air in the palm of his hand.

Elaborate cherry blossom patterns were carved on the scabbard.

Those cherry blossoms presented a strange dark red, as if watered with fresh blood.

Lin Ye gripped the hilt and gently pushed with his thumb.

"Clang!"

A piercing blade-humming sound rang out inside the car compartment.

Immediately after, a flash of gloomy and cold blade light appeared, and the temperature in the air instantly dropped by a few fractions.

On the blade, countless painfully distorted human faces could be faintly seen wailing and struggling.

Seeing this blade through the rearview mirror in the front row, Helena's ice-blue pupils shrank.

"Boss, this resentment... Is this the legendary demonic blade Muramasa from Sakura Country?"

Surprise leaked into Helena's voice.

In the database of the Inquisition, this demonic blade from the eastern island nation was a notoriously ominous object.

It was said that every generation of its master would be backlashed by the resentment within the blade and ultimately go mad and die violently.

"Demonic blade?"

Holding this famous blade worshiped as a national treasure in the East, Lin Ye looked it up and down.

"What piece of junk, this forging craft is far too crude."

"Too many cluttered human and animal resentment souls are mixed into the blade body; it looks fierce and violent, but is actually weak on the outside and strong on the inside."

As Lin Ye spoke, he forced out a trace of pure golden-red Pure Yang True Fire from his fingertips, lightly flicking it against the blade.

"Clang!"

"Screech!"

Accompanying a crisp metal-clashing sound, those resentment souls sealed within the blade let out a miserable scream, instantly burned into blue smoke by the Pure Yang Fire.

The blade of the demonic blade, which originally gleamed coldly, directly had a soybean-sized notch chipped out by Lin Ye's single flick.

"The material is also no good; it can't even withstand a trace of my Pure Yang Qi, and its magic-conducting performance is extremely poor."

Lin Ye shook his head and casually threw this priceless Eastern national treasure back into the Spatial Ring space.

"This broken piece of iron would even get its edge rolled if used to hack people. When we get back, throw it to Ayugu to use as firewood; that girl has been complaining recently that there isn't enough firewood when brewing Gu soup."

Using Sakura Country's peerless demonic blade to chop firewood.

This extremely wasteful and insulting practice could probably anger those Sakura Country Onmyoji so much that they would rise from their coffins as corpses.

But this was Lin Ye's style of doing things.

Pragmatism supreme.

For things that didn't catch his eye, no matter how famous they were, they were still trash.

The SUV sped all the way.

Over an hour later, the familiar Taiping Old Street appeared in view.

...

At this time it was already late at night.

The old street was completely deserted, with only streetlights emitting a dim yellow halo.

The george patton parked steadily in front of Lins Funeral Shop.

Lin Ye pushed open the car door.

Before he could step onto the steps, the glass door of the hall was hurriedly pushed open from the inside by someone.

Ayugu was wearing that loose Miao Territory silk pajamas, running out barefoot.

This girl was usually always noisy and boisterous.

But at this moment, seeing Lin Ye get out of the car safe and sound, a trace of imperceptible relief flashed through her pitch-black and lively large eyes.

"Boss, you're finally back!"

Ayugu put her hands on her hips, deliberately putting on a pretty face, her tone full of complaints.

"You guys went out to eat a big meal and watch the commotion, leaving me and that group of coolies riding stationary bikes at home. Do you know how boring it was for me to watch the shop upstairs all by myself!"

Looking at this tsundere Miao Territory Saintess, Lin Ye couldn't help wanting to tease her.

"You're bored? I saw you cursing up a storm in the game just now quite happily. What, did your server overseas account get banned by others again?"

Ayugu's cheeks turned red.

"No way! That was a tactical retreat!"

She slapped away Lin Ye's hand, her gaze falling on the three peerless beauties who had gotten down from the car behind him.

Ayugu couldn't help curling her lips.

"You guys went to the seaside to blow half a night's cold wind, didn't you bring back some local specialties?"

"Of course we did."

Lin Ye flipped his wrist, directly taking out two things from the Spatial Ring and throwing them into Ayugu's embrace.

Ayugu caught them in a fluster.

Lowering her head to look.

In her left hand was a black long blade with a notch, exuding a faint marine fishy smell.

In her right hand was a crystal-clear jade vial, inside of which were a few strange Gu worms that were entirely blood-red and had human-face patterns on them.

"This is... the parasitic blood Gu on the Yamata Blood Mirage?!"

Ayugu's eyes instantly lit up like two 1000-watt large light bulbs.

As the Saintess of the Wangu Ancient Tribe, she had simply zero resistance to such symbiotic venomous insects on ancient great demons.

If this thing were used to refine a natal Gu, its power could definitely multiply several times over!

"Consider you know your stuff. These few blood Gu had their vital life sealed by me with Pure Yang Qi, and they are still fresh. Take them to study."

Lin Ye pointed at the blade in her left hand.

"As for that broken blade, what's it called, Muramasa, its material is too brittle, can't hack people."

"Didn't you say brewing medicine pays utmost attention to heat control? Take it to the backyard to chop firewood, or use it to cut meat and vegetables, barely make do with it."

Holding the demonic blade revered as a deity in the East, and looking at the blood Gu in her hand, Ayugu...

On her delicate face, she finally couldn't hold back and revealed a brilliant smile.

"Boss is magnanimous! Long live the Boss! From now on, if you tell me to go east, I will never go west; if you tell me to chase dogs, I will never catch chickens!"

Ayugu happily hugged the loot and ran back to the backyard.