What If I Can't Die?

Song Shi stopped and turned to look at Chen Yiling with a smile, "Uh, I think this lady looks a little familiar too. Could it be that we were fated in our previous lives?"

This was the first time he had sized up this female sword cultivator at such a close distance. His eyes were filled with amazement.

This woman was very young. Her temperament was ethereal and otherworldly and she carried a heroic aura. She was like a slender sword, independent and extraordinary.

Seeing that Song Shi actually said such teasing words, many Black Iron Guards were dumbfounded.

Was there a mistake? This person was an existence on the same level as their Commander Sikong and her status was even more noble. Yet, this fellow dared to be so disrespectful?

Chen Yiling's willowy eyebrows straightened slightly, turning into two thin swords that looked more dignified. She snorted and said, "You're quite the glib-tongue. Let me ask you, did you go to Reed Bank in the south of the city three days ago?"

Back then, she had only seen that person's back from afar and had not had the time to look at the front, so she was not 100% sure that Song Shi was the guy who went into the water.

"No."

Song Shi shook his head.

"Really?"

Chen Yiling was suspicious. The more she looked at Song Shi, the more she felt that he looked like that person.

"If I lie, I'll be struck by lightning and die a horrible death!"

Song Shi stretched out his hand and swore to the heavens with a serious expression.

In reality, he did hope that what he said came true. He looked at the unresponsive sky and muttered in his heart. How good would it be if this oath was effective? It will be another easy way for me to die.

Hearing this vicious oath, Chen Yiling's expression softened.

As a cultivator, oaths were not made casually. Moreover even ordinary people would not dare to say what Song Shi had said.

After all, there were gods and Buddhas in this world. It was really possible to be struck by lightning for breaking the oath.

Unfortunately, she would never have thought that Song Shi was not afraid of death nor afraid of being struck by lightning.

"Does Miss Chen know him?"

Sikong Ya was a little curious.

"I've got the wrong person."

Chen Yiling turned away from Song Shi and glanced at the head in Sikong Ya's hand, "With Tuoba Lin dead, I hope that the Heavenly Demon Cult will restrain themselves."

"It will be difficult. To them he is just a small fry. We haven't even seen the real leader of the cult. Moreover we also haven't even killed Hei Duzi, the instigator."

Sikong Ya was not optimistic. He brought people into the courtyard and threw the head on the ground, "Ah Dong, take the head immediately to receive the reward and exchange for more healing pills, armor, and Dharma artifacts."

"Yes, Commander."

The skinny young man with dark skin who was waiting inside the door held a box and packed the head. He said to the others, "Report to me your battle losses and personal needs."

The Black Iron Guards and Temporary helpers walked over and explained their situation.

"Song Shi, if you have any needs, you can also say. After all, you are equivalent to the Black Iron Guards."

Sikong Ya nodded at Song Shi, not forgetting his promise.

"Anything?"

Song Shi's eyes lit up.

"My Demon Slayers Division has a lot of things. You can find whatever you want yourself. As long as you exchange it according to the upper limit of your contribution points, I'll give you an additional 500 contribution points now. Ah Dong, charge it to my account first."

"Alright!"

Ah Dong replied in surprise. He did not expect the commander to lend this person so many contribution points. It was already not bad for a person who was not even considered an official Black Iron Guards to be allowed to report his needs.

Sikong Ya glanced at the pale Chen Ming and shouted, "Where's Zhangsun Ji? We've been back for so long but there are still no traces of him. There are so many injured people here, why isn't he coming out to treat them!"

"Hehe, he's still sleeping with women."

Ah Dong sneered.

These words made Chen Yiling reveal a look of disgust. She snorted and said, "What a trash, all he knows is to hide behind everyone and enjoy himself only."

She seemed to know Zhangsun Ji's character. She cursed and came to Ah Dong, "I want to exchange for a defensive Dharma artifact with masculine Stats. Let me see what I can exchange for."

Ah Dong had originally given Song Shi and the others booklets, but this time, he took out a round jade plate and activated it with Connate Genuine Qi. Immediately, the jade plate emitted a colorful light and condensed into balls of light.

There were words on each ball of light, including Dharma artifacts, elixirs, spells, puppets, cultivation techniques, and so on.

When Song Shi saw it, he immediately felt that the booklet with all kinds of things written on it was no longer as impressive as he thought.

"There are even interfaces like that similar to online shopping. This is the cultivation world. Even if the system is very feudal, there are still many convenient things for cultivators to use."

Amidst his amazement, Song Shi leaned over to see what was inside.

"Kid, why are you squeezing? People like us can't even afford the cheapest one in the Book of Endless Treasures and Jade!"

The secret cultivator who was touched by Song Shi crossed his arms and sneered, "Not to mention someone like you who has only gone on one mission."

"Can't I take a look?"

Song Shi walked to Chen Yiling's side and curiously watched as the latter stretched out her slender finger and pointed at the Dharma artifacts.

A faint fragrance wafted into Song Shi's nostrils. He thought to himself, What a comfortable fragrance!

He stole a glance at Chen Yiling. Her skin was jade-like, crystal clear, and slightly red. The black hair beside her exquisite ears slowly fluttered and the end touched his cheek slightly. It was a little itchy.

Chen Yiling looked at Song Shi strangely. Why didn't she instinctively hate this guy coming close? Instead, she felt an inexplicable feeling when he approached.

At this moment, after she pointed at it with her finger, the light ball split into a few rows of new light balls. Amongst them, were attack-type Dharma artifacts like flying swords and small knives, as well as defensive Dharma artifacts like turtle shells and shields. Every Dharma artifact had a price on it and they were all worth more than ten thousand contribution points.

After flipping through it a few times, Chen Yiling pointed at a scarlet jade mirror that was worth 60,000 contribution points and said, "I want this Crimson Fire Mirror. I'll give you my identity token. Deduct it directly and get it back for me as soon as possible."

With that, she took out a jade token and handed it to Ah Dong.

The latter took it and pasted it on the jade plate. Immediately, a new ball of light jumped out and the balance inside reached six digits.

Ah Dong made a hand seal and the balance instantly decreased by 60,000. At the same time, the light ball of the Crimson Fire Mirror disappeared.

"Tsk tsk, what kind of device is this?"

Song Shi exclaimed. He felt that this was a little like online shopping from his previous life.

"Amateur. These Dharma treasures refined by the Heaven Secrets Office are special communication tools. They're specifically designed to transmit vital information—from details on available exchange items to straight-up messages."

Just then, a young man with a frivolous face and a medicinal fragrance walked out. He was wearing white clothes with a Furnace embroidered on the chest. He seemed to be the apothecary healer who was mentioned previously.

At this moment, he was hugging a beautiful woman. His expression was lazy as he looked down at Song Shi disdainfully.

The latter was originally unhappy by the disrespect, but when he turned around and saw the woman in this fellow's arms, he frowned slightly.

This woman was actually Song Jia. At this moment, she was wearing a loose short skirt. Her face was rosy and she hugged the healer like a little bird.

Song Jia was not embarrassed by Song Shi's gaze. Instead, she smiled coquettishly, "Young Master Zhangsun, my brother only knows how to visit brothels. How can he recognize immortal Dharma treasures?"

Song Shi's expression darkened. It was fine if this woman hooked up with someone from the Demon Slayers Division, but was there a need to mock him with sarcasm?

"Zhangsun Ji, what are you doing? You're still playing with women at this time. Can't you see that some of us are injured and some are even unconscious?"

Sikong Ya actually roared angrily. Clearly, he was very angry at this person's sloppy appearance.

"What's the hurry? Those who were going to die are already dead. Those who aren't dead won't die for a while anyways."

Zhangsun Ji was not afraid at all, as if he was used to it.