"Hey! What evidence do you have? Speaking nonsense here like a possessed person, how do we know it's not you doing mischief? Before you came, my little girl was fine, but as soon as you arrived, she started crying painfully!"

The daughter of the elder with the surname Chang suddenly shouted and cursed!

Because her daughter, who was already five years old, was also inexplicably crying uncontrollably at this time!

"Yes! I think they're suspicious too, Elder Chang, we can't let them leave easily!" Another young man shouted anxiously.

"Pretending to sell swords, seemingly kind but actually with malicious intent, they want to catch us all in one net!"

"Exactly! Look at that young girl, fair and tender, as if water could be squeezed out, and she claims to have been drifting at sea for years. She doesn't look weathered at all. Grandpa Zhang mentioned before that she has demon qi! She might be a demon, the same witch she spoke of!"

For a moment, the women on the boat started to curse viciously, fearing their men wouldn't believe them; otherwise, why would children from five years old down to newborns cry so strangely?

"Silence!"

The elder with the surname Chang finally shouted, his face somewhat pale. Even Li Da and some other elderly men looked grim, as if they were not unfamiliar with the Crying Baby Curse.

"Daoist Wang, please provide an explanation!"

The elder with the surname Chang looked at Wang Wu, clasping his hands with difficulty.

Wang Wu frowned and glanced at the calm, carefree General Xuelang, directly shielding him.

"Everyone, please calm down. I understand your feelings, but this matter truly has nothing to do with my wife and me. If you agree, I'm willing to help eliminate that witch. If you don't, there's nothing we can do."

"Peh! You talk nicely, but how do you prove this has nothing to do with you?"

"Right, exactly. You might feel wronged, but maybe you're also deceived. Your wife, she might even be fooling you. No ordinary woman, even among cultivators, looks as good as her! Be careful, it could be a blinding technique!"

A few young men hiding behind others mustered the courage to shout loudly, but this remark seemed to provoke the crowd's anger, with several fierce gazes cast at them, as if looks could kill.

Wang Wu almost laughed in anger,

Damn it!

Dare to question my judgment!

Even call it a blinding technique!

You could say she's an old demon who's lived for five hundred years, or a middle-aged female demon who's given birth to wolf cubs, but you cannot deny that General Xuelang hails from an Ancient Blood Race, cultivated for hundreds of years among the Ancient Cold Veins of the Great Snow Mountain, possessing matchless beauty and elegance in the West Wilderness for three hundred years!

Could a blinding technique achieve such an effect?

At this moment, General Xuelang suddenly pointed at the elder with the surname Chang, as well as Li Da and some other men in their fifties, saying indifferently:

"You, and you, the seven of you encountered the Crying Baby Curse on a certain day fifty years ago, but survived. However, the curse remains in your bodies, and your descendants will carry it, erupting once every fifty years unless your lineage ends! The Crying Baby Curse will end then."

What?

With these words, everyone closed their mouths in horror, except for the children crying eerily.

And the elder with the surname Chang, Li Da, and others also changed color again, their faces pale and bodies trembling; they were indeed in an odd state.

"Then why is it so coincidental that the Crying Baby Curse erupts as soon as you arrive?" The elder Chang's daughter still refused to give up, putting on a tough front.

"This matter does relate to my wife and me. It is precisely our presence that caused you all to gather together because, in fact, each of you carries remnants of the Crying Baby Curse. It's just that some people are lucky enough that it doesn't erupt in their lifetime."

After General Xuelang explained again, people started kneeling on the fishing boats, including the elder's daughter.

If they still want to be unreasonable after this, it shouldn't be the Crying Baby Curse affecting her but the Curse of Foolishness.

"Younger Brother Wang, Madam Wang, save us! We were confused, and I beg you, noble couple, not to hold grudges, and save my people!"

The elder with the surname Chang wept and pleaded, and a group of people followed, kowtowing. This scene slightly satisfied Wang Wu's little sense of vanity.

But General Xuelang was unmoved by it.

If it weren't for Wang Wu, speaking another word would mean losing!

"Only twelve hours?"

Wang Wu looked at General Xuelang, the latter's gaze revealing a bit of curiosity this time—you, a demon, why save people?

However, it did not question anything, merely speaking quickly: "I have also read about the witch in the records. I'm unsure if you can kill her. Moreover, this witch is at least five hundred miles away, and the exact location is unknown. If I were to use—use my divine techniques, I would need to do so four times. Yet in my current state—"

For a moment, Wang Wu couldn't help but hesitate, pondering whether saving a few unrelated children was more important than the newly stabilized foundation of General Xuelang?

As he hesitated, General Xuelang suddenly took up the shabby blanket in his hand, looked at Li Da's wife, and smiled gently for once, "Your husband showed us the way, and you were kind enough to give me a garment. Though the favor is small, it must be repaid! Rest assured, we will handle this matter."

"But—"

Wang Wu looked at him, wanting to speak but stopping.

"Husband, this is the essence of the human world, to repay kindness with gratitude and settle grievances. How can you ignore the small kindness others have shown you?"

"This—"

"It's settled then."

"Alright!" Wang Wu looked thankfully at General Xuelang, his heart warmed. What nonsense about small kindnesses that can't go unreciprocated, you're clearly just trying to spare me the embarrassment, right?

"Younger Brother Wang, do you need our help? Although our power is limited, we can call upon Grandpa Zhang to support you."

"No need, please await the good news here!"

Wang Wu called out, pressing down with his feet, and the small boat shot out like lightning, leaving the others staring at each other. Could it be this couple is all talk and just ran off?

But truthfully, there's nothing they could do in this matter.

After speeding fifty miles away, Wang Wu finally stopped. Looking back at General Xuelang, he remained calm, only a faint smile on his lips and gentle eyes, like a lotus quietly blooming in the night.

"What were you thinking! Your Bright Demon Pill really can't withstand four Wolf Gaze Divine Techniques! Are you trying to kill yourself?"

Wang Wu complained. To him, it didn't matter if he didn't save, since it's not within his capabilities. Doing good deeds shouldn't mean suffering great losses himself, he's no Holy Mother!

General Xuelang laughed, casting a gaze at Wang Wu, like a dreamy constellation.

"In the past, I was actually notorious, callous, and ruthless, not a good demon. For the sake of cultivation, I ignored dignity to form alliances, and to seize the position of Clan Leader, I could kill all my siblings. For the family, I killed all who blocked my way, and for my daughter, I could even abandon my tribe."

"But I ultimately failed to save it. At that moment, I was an abandoned wretch by heaven and earth, my life's hard work resulting in failure and loneliness."

"Xiong Wu, I'm not grateful to you. Initially, I really wanted you to kill me as a furnace. All that West Desolate Demon Race glory, those heroic exploits of turning the tide, are just pathetic veils before death to give some value to my death. Maybe centuries later, some Demon Race academy would record my life, calling me a concubine of the Xiong Wu Demon Emperor..."

"I'm greedy, I'm evil, I'm selfish, I'm despicable. Sitting on the Ancient Blood Wolf Race Clan Leader's throne—what good could I be!"

"But you possess everything I lack. This past year, we've drifted on the sea aimlessly, like headless flies, yet I've never been lost because you are my direction."

"I don't know nothing. Behind my back, you flailing like a big Dog Bear, clumsily trying hard, swallowing your grievances, and taking beatings without hitting back—for me... what do I deserve?"

"A piece of trash like me, deserving of contempt, cut to pieces, I'm undeserving! I wanted to deceive you, to kill you, to reveal my true nature, so you'd hack me to pieces and I could be relieved... but I can't fool myself."

"Because, you stupid bear, clumsy bear! Idiot bear! You've given me undeserved hope, you've given me undeserved beauty, what can I do?"

"Like knowingly drinking poison, jumping into fire, I'm willing to do it, willing to follow you, willing to be your shadow."

"Or, you might as well kill me, use me for alchemy, use me as a furnace and kill me off!"

"I'm not a good mother, nor a good wife! I'm undeserving!"

At this point, General Xuelang was crying uncontrollably, hoarse and exhausted.

Wang Wu was dumbfounded, but he understood. Over the past year, he's seen the entanglement and struggle in its heart.

He initially fancied General Xuelang's unique cold aura from cultivating in the Ancient Cold Vein of the Great Snow Mountain, and the strategic value of the Wolf Gaze Divine Techniques, what's wrong with taking on a concubine.

But since the Yin Fire incident, with General Xuelang risking its life to save him, he really saw it as his own.

He didn't think much, really, he just did what he thought he ought to do, that's all, the past is gone, who hasn't made mistakes?

"Don't cry, don't cry, what if you cry and turn ugly, wouldn't that be a loss for me? Actually, I'm no good demon either, my heart is filthy."

Wang Wu laughed as he spoke, wiping away General Xuelang's tears, while swiftly using the Snake's Kiss Secret Technique to make it take the Third Grade Bright Demon Pill from She Shoujiu.

"Now it's better, enough to allow you to use the Wolf Gaze Divine Techniques four times without damaging your foundation."

"This—this is She Shoujiu's Demon Pill?" General Xuelang was dumbfounded.

"Yes."

"Trust me, if it knew, it would die restlessly, maybe even get so angry it would come back to life! Xiong Wu, can you imagine She Shoujiu being so mad that smoke comes out of its seven orifices yet unable to do anything?"

General Xuelang laughed, tears flowing, finding it hilarious.

Freaking hilarious!

"I only do what I think is right, it dying restlessly is none of my business. If it's capable, let it come back to life!" Wang Wu sighed, who knew how much psychological shadow that damn She Shoujiu had cast on him.

General Xuelang stared at him quietly for a while, then suddenly hugged him tightly, as if trying to strangle him.

"Xiong Wu, you really aren't like a demon, but so what? I like you, I don't care, about anything."

"Though I'm truly lucky She Shoujiu is indeed dead. Otherwise, it would certainly use all kinds of malicious speculations and curses against me, then kill me, kill all, every Female Demon that dared to approach you, and everyone you wanted to be close with."

"But I would also surely kill it! At any cost!"

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