The Female Cannon Fodder With Boundless Merits
Chapter 392 - 396 Demon’s Gratitude (19)

Chapter 392: Chapter 396 Demon’s Gratitude (19)

The Taoist’s porcelain vase shattered on the ground, and a streak of red light rampaged across the cellar before darting towards the exit at breakneck speed.

Just as victory seemed within reach, a pair of thin and bony hands crossed its path and snatched the red light firmly.

When he opened his palm, a jelly-like, somewhat bouncy palm-sized carp appeared in Su Li’s hand.

It twitched and seemed unwilling to be captured, but its body acted as if it was restrained by some unknown force.

The familiar oppression made it feel like crying without tears, and it could only shiver instinctively in the palm of Su Li’s hand.

This was the Carp Demon Soul that had managed to escape from Su Li’s grasp that day.

It never imagined its luck would still be so terrible, ending up in the hands of a lover from its past, leading to a fate spelt with a capital ’T’ for tragic.

Su Li thought that, given the mutual empathy and talk of true love between the Eldest Prince and the Carp Spirit in their past lives, there would at least be some irresistible emotion.

But how did they end up becoming a pair entangled in a grudge instead?

Looking at the Carp Spirit’s Demon Soul, glaring with a pair of blood-oozing eyes, full of hatred fixated on the direction of the Eldest Prince—it would have pounced to devour his flesh and blood had it not been for Su Li’s restraint.

With a dissatisfied smack of his lips, Su Li felt some anger; after all, he was the main culprit who tormented the Carp Spirit. Why then did it hold such a grudge against the Eldest Prince?

Dissatisfied—was it looking down on him?

In his irritation, Su Li’s gaze towards the Demon Soul in his palm shifted slightly, and immediately, the Carp Demon Soul trembled as if struck by a fit of epilepsy.

Su Li: "...."

Indeed, even an animal couldn’t avoid corruption, still knowing to pick on the weaker ones.

The moral decline of the world...

Su Li shook his head with a look of disappointment on his face, but his movements were far from careless as he squeezed his palm tightly.

The Carp Spirit’s Demon Soul didn’t even have a chance to plead before a clump of red viscous substance oozed out between Su Li’s fingers.

Just like a squashed persimmon.

With a look of disgust, Su Li flicked his hand and quickly cleaned his fingernails with a handkerchief.

On the ground, the little bug had no qualms and eagerly scampered over at Su Li’s permission, licking the remains of the Carp Spirit’s Demon Soul clean.

When the Eldest Prince witnessed Su Li’s sudden action, he covered his severed finger and took a long time to come to his senses.

It wasn’t until he saw the deed that Su Li had done that a delayed look of rage appeared on his face.

"How dare you...." he snarled at Su Li like a suddenly crazed man, his veins bulging, his eyes bloodshot, and his face contorted.

He attacked Su Li like a wild beast, but was flung away with a slap, embedded in the stone walls of the cellar, then slowly slid down, leaving a trail of blood on the wall.

"Seeking death."

Su Li clapped his hands ironically, but he didn’t go so far as to kill the Eldest Prince, just beating him half to death.

She really was a kind-hearted person.

If it wasn’t for considering that the man in front of her was entitled to some irrationality due to his shattered last hope, she wouldn’t be so easy-going.

The Eldest Prince’s gaze was empty, filled with despair.

Until the moment he set foot in the cellar, he was full of pride, thinking he was about to reach the pinnacle of life.

Now, he was so disappointed that he began to question his existence.

After his Emperor’s dream crumbled, his Immortality Path had vanished without a trace.

His years of relentless pursuit had come to this—luck running out, meeting a bodiless demon. If only he could pry open her mouth.

As a result, everything was gone now, his fingers were gone, and the demon had been slapped to death.

Su Li’s ferocity left the Daoist cowering in the corner, his heart still pounding with fear.

Noticing his hesitant gaze, Su Li asked with what he thought was his gentlest tone, smiling, "Daoist, it seems you have something to say?"

The Daoist couldn’t help but shrink his shoulders, and under Su Li’s rather imposing gaze, he stammered, "That demon just now...."

Seeing that Su Li’s attitude was exceptionally friendly, the Daoist’s voice flowed much more smoothly as he continued, "Though I am but a Loose Cultivator from outside and not qualified to join the outer ranks of the Capital’s power, I have heard that the Imperial Family’s Tributor had a deep relationship with a golden Carp Spirit."

"According to what the Demon Soul said just now, that golden Carp Spirit was her mother....now that you’ve directly extinguished that Demon Soul, I’m afraid...."

Su Li listened intently to the Daoist’s words but then asked a question completely unrelated to the discussion, "Knowing the gravity of the situation, why would you still dare to join others in scheming against this demon?"

The Daoist’s old face flushed with embarrassment and he awkwardly replied, "Well, the lure of wealth can sway a man’s heart.... Cultivators are also human, and they need to eat and cultivate...."

Now, however, he knew the severity of his actions and was filled with regret.

Su Li did not make things difficult for the Daoist; instead, he gave the old Daoist a small piece of octopus jerky wrapped in oiled paper.

"I didn’t expect you to be so pitiful, this jerky is for you to eat."

This was originally Su Li’s snack, but he gave it away without reluctance, considering it a reward for the Daoist’s moment of kindness in reminding him.

Su Li was always clear about who owed whom.

Upon hearing Su Li’s words, the Daoist’s face tightened as if he were constipated, unable to express his feelings.

But as the oiled paper package in Su Li’s hand was extended towards him, his nose twitched crazily, and his face couldn’t contain his ecstasy.

His hands and feet shook with shock, not knowing where to place them, "This, this is...."

"Just some jerky." Seeing that the other party didn’t accept it, Su Li grew impatient, "If you don’t like it, then I...."

"I’ll take it! I’ll take it!" The Daoist quickly snatched the oiled paper package and tucked it into his chest like a treasure, his face revealing a dreamlike expression.

The meat of a demon several centuries old, such a nourishing thing....

Looking at Su Li again, his gaze shone like twinkling stars.

He wore a girlish look of adoration on his orange-peel-textured old face, it was eye-watering!!!

"I’m leaving; you take care of things here."

Su Li flicked his sleeves dismissively, leaving without a trail, walking away with an imposing air.

The Daoist, who seemed to conjure some resolve, declared firmly, "Rest assured, I will handle it well."

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The last of her bloodline having completely dissipated from the world, the golden carp in the deep lake sensed it, her offspring’s line severed.

The great carp, shrouded in an ominously dark mist, spat out a mouthful of essence blood, her expression becoming increasingly ferocious.

None of the previously tranquil and auspicious Immortal Energy could be seen. Instead, anyone drawing near would be affected by a profound sense of unwillingness and resentment.

Its cultivation pace quickened even further.

Tears of blood streamed from her eyes as she muttered under her breath, "My daughter, your mother will surely avenge you."

"Just wait, I will not let her go...."

Su Li’s visage appeared on the surface of countless bubbles, thousands of them floating around the carp.

The golden carp, with its mouth full of sharp teeth, snapped through these bubbles as if it were swallowing her enemy whole.

The chilling sound of its grinding teeth echoed in the lake for a long time.