A life of idleness in the world of demons

Chapter 44. Please make a judgment.
[Nine of Four]

[Nine out of five]

[Nine out of eight]

Bang!
This time, Ning Xuan did not use the same trick again. He simply pressed the snow-white bear demon against the old tree and, expressionless, threw punch after punch rapidly.

His gaze was focused and indifferent, and the muscles on his fists had become so dense from the force that they resembled fine scales.

Each impact was his fist scales striking the bear demon's cheek scales.

The bear demon was not to be outdone, constantly waving its two claws to attack Ning Xuan's ribs, but every time it touched them, it was blocked by the scales that had grown on Ning Xuan's abdomen, and it could not break through that solid defense at all.

The stalemate did not last long.

Because the balance has been broken.

More and more black energy surged from the bear demon's body toward Ning Xuan, and the scales on its face could no longer be gathered together.

Bang!
As it landed again, the scales on the bear demon's face did not appear in time, but the scales on Ning Xuan's fist were already completely covered.

The snow-white bear demon's head instantly split open, and then its chubby brains, along with blood, fur, and bone fragments, began to flow out. Its claws drooped limply, abandoning its attack, but it was still muttering, "If only my weapon were here, if only my weapon were still here."

Ning Xuan ignored his nonsense.

He threw another punch.

This punch covered his entire arm in scales.

The fist was like a fully drawn bow, ready to be released.

boom!
The old tree trembled violently, its leaves falling in droves, before snapping in half with a dull crack.

The snow-white bear demon's head was completely hollowed out, and it remained motionless.

The world fell silent for a moment.

Ning Xuan casually tossed the tattered corpse aside.

The last wisp of dense black energy from the corpse seeped into his body, and the entire world of black moon and white sun began to collapse.

Ning Xuan looked up and stood in this collapsing world, glancing at the panel.

Ning Xuan

[Life (Constitution): 3.5]

[Sex (Mental): 1]

【Heavenly Demon Talisman】

Zen Master Baiyue

[Heavenly Demon Fate Attribute: Bear Class, Common Family, White Mountain Species (Constitution): 10] (After summoning, it can provide an additional 8.25 to Fate attribute)

[Innate Sorcery: None]

"General Ning is right. Things change every thirty years. Life is short and the future is long. There is no need to belittle yourself at this time and waste your spirit."

Ning Xuan heard the voice of Fairy Yao Zhen.

He listened to the voice as if in another world.

Suddenly noticing the general's silence beside her, Fairy Yao asked in confusion, "Has the general discovered something?"

Ning Xuan said, "Push the border back another fifty miles. Also, tell the reinforcements who come to investigate to be careful; something is very wrong here."

Fairy Yao raised an eyebrow and said, "General, are you perhaps afraid?"

Ning Xuan did not answer; he was gazing at the iceberg that exuded a chilling aura under the moonlight.

The chirping of insects had already begun to fill his ears, and the wind in the woods had become hot, but the iceberg remained completely unaffected.

Even in his nightmares, he couldn't even set foot on that iceberg.

Zen Master Baiyue was clearly a bear.

White Mountain Bear.

This bear doesn't even have any innate demonic arts, yet it has cultivated such powerful strength and is even given the title of "Zen Master." Recalling the "Fragrance-Stealing Rat" with the ten-zhang-tall golden body of a Bodhisattva before, Ning Xuan quickly connected everything.

Wangyue Prefecture had been peaceful for a long time, so peaceful that Father and Elder Brother were able to suppress everything and prevent the people from sensing the existence of demons. This means that for a long time, the power of demons was below "3". Places like Manfeng Mountain with "3.5" power had been designated as forbidden areas and became places to compete for dragon energy.

But this spring, everything seemed to have been put on the "accelerator".

Putting everything else aside, let's just talk about the accident he caused.

The mountain-collision bear demon has a constitution of 3.2, which is considered normal.

But then, the Scent Stealing Rat, with a Spirit 5.0, appeared alone, and soon after, "Frozen Hell" appeared in the north of Ping'an Prefecture.

With the appearance of the "Frozen Hell", "human heads and black smoke" and "frozen corpses with dragon energy" appeared, and then came the "Zen Master Baiyue" whose constitution reached a full 10.

If you find one cockroach in the house, it means there are actually many cockroaches in the house.

Ning Xuan understood this principle deeply.

What he saw was only the tip of the iceberg.

More similar things are happening all over the land.

Let's talk about something else.
In his nightmare, Zen Master Baiyue kept muttering about his weapon.

That weapon must be extremely important to it.

Ning Xuan actually had a guess. The reason why Zen Master Baiyue couldn't find the weapon was because what was pulled into the nightmare world of black moon and white day was only Zen Master Baiyue's "life essence," not his physical body; it couldn't bring anything with it.

In other words, the weapon that Zen Master Baiyue kept talking about was actually always in his own hands.

With that weapon, Zen Master Baiyue's power will reach even greater heights.

Ning Xuan didn't really want to fight this demon.

Since the current dynasty has such a profound foundation, and he knows of at least a century of history of fighting against demons, then let the dynasty take the lead.
He was just a nobody.

Such deep water, let whoever wants to wade in it.

The twelve divine generals, whoever wants to be one can be one.

His home is Wangyue Mansion. He was born and raised in Wangyue Mansion. The Ning family is also in Wangyue Mansion, so all he needs to do is protect Wangyue Mansion.

He then hastily pulled the boundary back considerably and proposed setting up double boundaries at key points so that if the front boundary was attacked, the people on the back boundary would immediately notice, thus preventing the demons from infiltrating silently.

After finishing all this, he rushed to Wangyue Mansion without stopping.

Upon returning to the mansion, which now bore the plaque of "General Ning's Mansion," he didn't even change his clothes before immediately sitting down at his desk to draft a memorial.

As for memorials, his father had already taught him how to write them the moment he was appointed General Anyuan. As for the content, he was a playboy, not a fool.

There are spoiled teachers, both academic and martial, and they are all good.

Therefore, Ning Xuan's handwriting and content were both acceptable.

Furthermore, thanks to Fairy Yao Zhen, as soon as he finished writing, Fairy Yao Zhen could transmit the image of the memorial to the capital, which was extremely convenient.

Fairy Yao Zhen came closer with great curiosity. She really didn't know why this decisive general wanted to write a letter as soon as he returned, or what kind of letter it was.

The words on the memorial were drawn with ink and brush.

Your humble servant, General Ning Xuan, respectfully reports:
Because I am incompetent and unfit for the great responsibility, I humbly request Your Majesty's grace to reduce my fiefdom in order to ensure the stability of the military and civilian affairs.

I am but a mediocre subject, yet I have been granted the post of Anyuan by Your Majesty's grace, and given the land of two prefectures. I should have devoted myself to the frontier, repaying Your Majesty's kindness and caring for the common people.

However, I am not capable enough to govern such a vast territory. After much deliberation, I believe that reducing my fiefdom to Ping'an and focusing my efforts on governing Wangyue would allow me to better fulfill my duties, strengthen border defenses, and bring peace to the people. This would avoid the criticism of being a mere figurehead and would also align with the court's system of appointing capable officials based on merit.

I dare not feign modesty, but I am truly aware of my own limitations. If Your Majesty grants my request and reduces my fiefdom to a single prefecture, I will certainly work diligently day and night to strengthen military preparedness in order to repay Your Majesty's great favor.

I humbly beg Your Majesty to consider my foolish sincerity and grant my request. I await your command with utmost trepidation!

Respectfully submitted.

General Ning Xuan bowed deeply.

Fairy Yao was stunned for a long time, her cold face turning from white to red, and then she said, "General, you have done very well."

Ning Xuan said with shame, "No! The Frozen Hell is right in front of me, yet I don't even dare to set foot on it. I'm afraid. I'm not worthy to govern Ping'an Prefecture."

After saying this, he put down the memorial, sighed deeply, found Xiao Jie to bathe and change clothes, and then ran to the Chenxiang Pavilion across the building.

Fairy Yao Zhen held the memorial in her hand and stood there for a long time.

She suddenly recalled that she had asked the general in a slightly provocative tone in front of the Frozen Hell, "General, are you perhaps afraid?"
She was silent.

General An Yuan had long been tormented by his pride, hating himself for not being able to solve that icy hell on his own and needing outside help. But she had to stab him in the back at this crucial moment.

It was she who injured General Anyuan, which led him to write this peculiar "memorial on reducing fiefdoms".

Everyone else wants their fiefdom to grow larger and larger; who would want it to shrink?

After pondering for a long time, Fairy Yao Zhen took a deep breath.

She needs to apologize.

Agarwood Pavilion.

Wenxiangcaolu
This is a separate courtyard, designed like a hermit's mountain retreat, offering a top-tier experience from Chenxiang Pavilion.

Its overall design concept is based on the Taoist practice of dual cultivation recorded in some ancient books.

On the walls of the thatched hut still hang calligraphy written in a vigorous, flowing style: "Men and women complement each other, just as heaven and earth give birth to each other. Heaven and earth, having mastered the way of union, have no end; man, having lost the way of union, gradually perishes. To avoid such gradual harm and to master the art of yin and yang is the way to immortality."

Simply put: it means having sex with multiple women and thus closing off one's vital energy.
The thatched cottage is very elegantly designed, and it is not located in the main building of Chenxiang Pavilion, but in a separate area enclosed near Chenxiang Pavilion.
From the outside, it looks like the garden of a wealthy family.

Ning Xuan was lying comfortably.

He could still feel the pain of the bear demon gnawing at every muscle in his body, and he could still feel the pain of being mutilated by the flying knife in his internal organs.

He needs fine wine and beautiful women to make him forget all his pain.

On his left leg was a charming beauty, and on his right leg was a dignified lady.

The woman on the side wore a red veil, half-concealing her face as if holding a pipa.

Those in front, gripping longswords, danced gracefully, like Yi shooting down nine suns, as agile as emperors riding dragons in flight.
Ning Xuan closed his eyes, enjoying the moment.

This money would have originally gone to be compensation, but he managed to save it through his own efforts. It's not unreasonable for him to use a tiny fraction of it now, is it?

Just as he was enjoying it, golden light suddenly surged in front of him.

Fairy Yao Zhen appeared before him and said earnestly, "General, I was wrong."

Ning Xuan said, "Let's go."

Fairy Yao Zhen said "Oh" and disappeared underground again.

(End of this chapter)