activa-t Chapter 8 Men Don't Have the Fragrance of Spirit Stones
Chapter 8 Men Don't Have the Fragrance of Spirit Stones
If she has the chance, she will help find Tu Yuanshuang, at least to know whether she is dead or alive. She is the only person who has ever given warmth to the original owner of this body, and this will be her way of repaying the original owner.
The "Heaven and Earth Yin-Yang Harmony Technique" is a dual cultivation method. While ordinary dual cultivation methods require the union of Yin and Yang, this one…
Ahem! It requires an understanding of the union of Yin and Yang to advance to the next level.
He wanted to abandon his cultivation and start practicing other techniques, but his body wouldn't allow it.
What a sin!
Women who are so focused on their careers don't even have time to find men, but now they can only practice dual cultivation techniques.
All she wants are spirit stones!
Men are not as fragrant as spirit stones.
If I had known, I should have stayed by the side when Qianqian was selecting male models; I should have learned from her.
Who knows, they might have already grasped the first level by now.
Men really only slow down her earning speed, no, now they're also slowing down her cultivation speed and the length of her life.
Now we must find a way to get our bodies back in good shape. If all else fails, we can always find a new method and start over.
Just as she was lost in thought, the system spoke.
What you've mentioned is impossible and unattainable; tell me something else that's useful.
"Oh, then 99 divine artifacts, 99 divine pills, 99..."
[Stop! Stop! Stop! No, no, absolutely none!]
"Garbage system! Garbage system! Garbage system!"
Situ Shan shut down his microphone after he finished cursing.
[You! You! You! How could you curse at the system? Do you want compensation?]
"want!"
At most, I can give you a third-tier pill, a third-tier defensive array, a first-tier earth-tier cultivation technique, and a third-tier fire and wood dual-attribute spirit sword.
"Oh, then you'll have to go back to the drawing board and start over!"
Situ Shan remained calm; having already grasped its operating principle, he could easily handle it.
Why is this system being redesigned?
"If you don't have enough 'best friend points,' and you don't go back to training, what else can you do?"
[As long as you two interact, I can get friendship points, so why would I need to go through the process again?]
"Ha, from now on, if you gain even one best friend point, I'll admit defeat."
Situ Shan closed his eyes and went to sleep.
A group of men in black surrounded a short-haired woman menacingly. The leader spoke with a contemptuous tone: "Situ Shan, choose between the formula and your life."
Situ Shan looked at her newly done nails—lotus pond under the moonlight, red koi—seemingly feeling no pressure, and said casually, "I won't choose any of them."
The leader raised his hand and said impatiently, "Then there's nothing more to say. After you're done with this woman, throw her down."
The men in black gradually closed in.
Situ Shan took out an apple from somewhere, put her left hand on her hip, raised the apple with her right hand, took a bite without much effort, chewed a few times and swallowed, ignoring the approaching man in black.
"There's really no point in talking to a bunch of dying people like you. Let's just fight!"
A group of men in black rushed at them.
Situ Shan watched as the scoundrel continued to approach her, eating her apple bite by bite, staring at the floor as if lost in thought.
"Brother, this bitch is really looking down on us. Let me show her how to make her wish she were dead."
The younger brother looked like a sycophant and spoke in a fawning tone.
Situ Shan turned to look at the sunset and murmured, "Is that so? 5, 4, 3..."
"What do you mean?"
The leader sensed something was wrong, but before he could think any further, two streams of hot liquid flowed from his nostrils, which he wiped with the back of his hand.
"Blood, it's blood! Boss, what happened?"
"Boss! I..."
Before the man could finish speaking, he collapsed to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices.
"Bang! Bang!"
One by one, people collapsed to the ground, convulsing, staring intently at Situ Shan, reaching out to grab him, their words of pleading for an antidote turning into mouthfuls of blood.
After finishing the apple, Situ Shan took out a trash bag from somewhere, threw the apple core into the trash bag, and gently shook the trash bag.
"Alright, you've committed arson, murder, rape, and looting, and all sorts of evil deeds. You've chosen your own burial place; the scenery is quite nice."
He tossed the garbage bag around absentmindedly, got up and walked around the man in black, completely unaware that the garbage bag had been torn open.
Humming a song, she seemed to be thinking of something and quickened her pace as she left.
"Watch out, fan!"
Situ Shan was pushed aside, the garbage bag in his hand was thrown into the air, and a gunshot rang out.
"boom!"
Staring at the dark muzzle of the gun, Situ Shan's heart clenched. Where exactly did things go wrong?
The sight of a group of people lying dead with their eyes wide open, bleeding suspiciously, proves that everything is proceeding according to plan.
"Fanzi, are you alright?"
Ji Qian pressed her right hand against the wound on her left arm and squatted down to carefully check if her best friend was injured.
"I'm fine. You go to the hospital quickly, leave the rest here to me!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Ji Qian looked at the three pieces of trash who were not yet completely dead and dared not let her guard down.
"Fan, hide well, I'll be right back."
“Let’s go to the hospital first. We can deal with these people later. Your health is more important.”
Situ Shan grabbed Ji Qian and forcefully pulled her away.
"Fan, believe me, it'll be quick. Count to ten in your head."
Ji Qian grabbed Situ Shan's hand and patted it gently, her tone firm.
"ten"
Upon hearing the countdown, he jumped up and ran quickly toward the man in black who had fired the shot.
"Nine"
"boom!"
He dodged the bullet by sidestepping it, his eyes coldly fixed on the shooter.
"Eight"
He kicked his pistol away, picked it up, and shot him in the head.
"Seven"
Check each person one by one, lest someone pretend to be dead again.
"six"
The matter has been resolved. When Situ Shan saw that Ji Qian's left arm was bleeding profusely, his eyes were filled with heartache.
"Fives"
As he walked over, intending to lead the people away, he suddenly saw the third person to Ji Qian's right gently raise his gun and pull the trigger.
"careful!"
"boom!"
Situ Shan moved like a gust of wind, reaching Ji Qian and shoving her aside.
Looking down at the bloodstains on her chest, as red as fiery roses, she mustered all her strength to force a smile: "Qianqian! I'm sorry, you have to...you have to...live...well."
Situ Shan fell backward, and Ji Qian caught him, turned around and fired a shot to confirm that he was dead, then gently held him in her arms.
"Bang! Bang!"
Give each of the men in black a finishing shot.
"Bang! Bang!"
After confirming that everyone had been shot once more, he left expressionlessly with Situ Shan's body.
She didn't notice that behind her, someone shakily raised their right hand and pulled the trigger at the back of her head.
"boom!"
Luckily, it didn't hit the back of the head.
Unfortunately, the bullet entered his heart through his back.
Ji Qian raised her hand to touch the blood on her chest, then fell to her left, her right hand tightly clutching Situ Shan.
He turned to look at the person who fired the shot, and only after confirming that he was dead did he gently close his eyes.
This was Ji Qian's fourth time experiencing the illusion. She roughly knew what it was all about, but she was very unhappy.
Those scumbags killed people for the fan's recipe. Even if they were tortured to death ten or eight times in the illusion, it wouldn't be fair to the fan, who died because of her carelessness that caused the mission to fail.
She had long ago discovered that as long as she didn't confirm in her mind that it was an illusion, the illusion would repeat itself forever until she saw through it.