The protagonist committed numerous evil deeds.

Chapter 53 Jiangcheng 11 Secrets

"It's alright, perhaps this is my retribution," Shen Yingsi said helplessly.

"Shen Yingsi, don't talk nonsense! How could a saint like you possibly face any retribution!"

Wen Li sniffed, trying hard to control her emotions. In her mind, Shen Yingsi was a selfless and devoted fool!

If Si Xiaxia were here, she would definitely remind her that this person is now incredibly ruthless!

But Wen Li is now a bit emotional; her inexplicable conscience has kicked in again! Right now, she feels terribly guilty!

The thought that she would give such a vicious poison to someone who had never offended her, all to help that treacherous Shen Yannan, was unbearable.

She regretted it terribly.

"Shen Yingsi, I swear I will help you get through this ordeal. I will also help you when you are in trouble."

Shen Yingsi's eyes were filled with tears. He looked at Wen Li pitifully, then lowered his head in disappointment.

"Forget it, you'll definitely side with Shen Yannan when the time comes."

Shen Yingsi's expression was so pitiful that Wen Li couldn't help but feel sorry for him.

"I've already settled all ties with him! This time, I'll only stand by your side!"

Shen Yingsi raised his head again, his eyes reflecting the image of the person in front of him: "Really?"

Wen Li's heart softened, and she quickly assured him, "Of course! If you don't mind, from now on I'll treat you like my own brother, and I'll be your own sister. If anyone dares to bully you, I'll beat them up!"

Shen Yingsi was a little flustered, and his expression cracked as he tried to maintain his composure.

"elder sister?"

Wen Li, however, thought he had agreed and nodded vigorously to show her consent.

"Yes, little brother!"

After she finished speaking, she affectionately patted Shen Yingsi's head twice.

"Sister, I will protect you."

Shen Yingsi's expression returned to its pitiful state, and he nodded obediently, "Yes, then sister must protect me."

A younger brother, after all, isn't a blood relative.

"By the way, Xianzhi, do you know why you failed your tribulation and became a demon god instead?"

As soon as Wen Li asked this question, the room fell silent.

"Sister, how would I know?"

Shen Yingsi uttered the words with a relaxed expression.

"That's because you've lost your compassion for all living beings. You're no longer able to empathize with the suffering of others. You no longer see the common people, do you?"

Shen Yingsi didn't answer, and his expression was somewhat unreadable. Wen Li asked softly, "Can you tell me why you hate everything in this world?"

Seeing that Shen Yingsi didn't reply, Wen Li continued, "Or did something happen to you in Ghost Valley? Did the demons there bully you? Or is it because of the Xie family's massacre? But this time we can save them. Xianzhi, you know there are..."

"What is there? Is there anything inside Guigu Valley?"

Shen Yingsi's voice suddenly turned somewhat cold.

Wen Li replied, feigning composure, "You must have had a fortuitous encounter! Otherwise, how could your cultivation have increased so quickly?"

Seeing that Shen Yingsi seemed to believe her story, Wen Li added, "If you're afraid to go into Ghost Valley, I can go down with you. It's not good to want to be a demon god; everyone will hate you. But it's different to be a god; everyone will love and respect you..."

Shen Yingsi remained silent. He didn't care whether he became a god or a demon; he was still alive only because of her.

He just looked at her intently, watching the words that came out of her mouth.

That's about him.

"Well? Did you listen to what I said?" Wen Li asked after talking for a while when he didn't respond.

"I'm not afraid, Ali. I'll do whatever you want me to do."

Shen Yingsi's voice was as gentle as ever, but for some reason, Wen Li felt something was off. Especially his gaze, which made Wen Li feel somewhat uncomfortable.

"Then as long as you behave and listen to me, I guarantee you'll ascend to godhood smoothly!"

As soon as Wen Li finished speaking, her stomach began to protest.

Wen Li has never had the habit of eating breakfast. Today, she was so angry with Wen Mingzhu that she ran out and didn't return until noon. But now it's long past lunchtime.

"Sister, would you like to eat something with me? I haven't eaten yet."

Didn't eat? Wen Li seemed to remember Xie Xiao saying earlier that he had finished lunch.

However, as the two of them ate lunch alone, Wen Li suddenly regretted closing the door earlier. They were alone together, and then she noticed Shen Yingsi's thin clothing.

Wen Li hesitated, her gaze lingering on Shen Yingsi's clothes.

"What? Sister, do you want to see my wound again?"

As Shen Yingsi was about to open his collar again, Wen Li immediately stood up in fright.

"Hmm, I suddenly remembered that Aunt Song invited me to lunch today."

After saying that, Wen Li opened the door and left quickly.

Shen Yingsi stared at Wen Li's tightly closed double doors, his gaze lingering on them for a long time.

There are secrets, secrets he doesn't know.

*

Wen Li had no prior arrangement with Aunt Song, but after lunch, she still went to see Aunt Song.

When she arrived, Aunt Song was practicing her sword.

A hundred years ago, spiritual energy was abundant, and cultivators focused more on practicing swordsmanship and magic. Now, spiritual energy is scarce, and sword techniques are what most people value more.

Aunt Song's moves were ruthless and decisive, her sword swings creating afterimages. Her moves revealed the influence of various schools of martial arts, as well as some moves that Wen Li had never seen before. She didn't seem to come from a proper aristocratic family, but rather like some rogue cultivators from the martial arts world.

But her luck was unwavering; her spiritual energy, concentrated between the blades, was deadly in every move. With her spiritual energy in her dantian, she channeled it to form a barrier and began meditating in the air.

His foundation is very solid, and his cultivation is very proper; he even meditates and practices qi after sword practice. This is unlike those random, unorthodox cultivators.

Could it be that the family has fallen on hard times?

Wen Li was unaware that life is not easy for anyone in this world, and everyone carries secrets.

Since she didn't say anything, Wen Li didn't ask.

Wen Li left behind the scar-removing pills and some beauty-enhancing pills before quietly departing.

After all those years of fighting and killing, if she didn't have some skills, not only would she be covered in scars, but her skin would also become rough and sallow. And these were all things she refined in her spatial dimension last night while staying up all night.

As soon as Wen Li left, Aunt Song opened her eyes and looked at the pills on the ground.

She landed, walked to the courtyard gate, squatted down, and picked up the pills. There was also a piece of paper beside her.

The paper reads: Crush the Wuhen Dan (无痕丹) and apply it topically; take the rest internally.

Aunt Song gripped the paper tightly in her hand. It was so similar, so incredibly similar. Not only did they look alike, but even their way of showing concern was similar.

At first, she even doubted whether it was his child, but the next second her heart gave her the answer.

will not.

His child can only be her child.

Over the years, she has met too many people who resemble him, but none of them are him.

Song Nan, where are you?

That night, some people couldn't sleep. Some were too excited to sleep, some were too devastated to sleep, and some were too homesick to sleep.