How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

The elder of the Hong family looked serious: "Notify the other forces, and then we will speak out together. We can't wait any longer, and we shouldn't be afraid of alerting the enemy. We have already made arrangements for what needs to be done."

"Yes, my men have already started spreading the word throughout the city."

The Bai family patriarch nodded: "By noon at the latest, half of the capital will have heard the news!"

"The capital city is likely to be in chaos for a while."

Huang Feng shook his head and looked at Hei Yang: "Xiao Yang, if you want to leave, you need to hurry up, because the whole city may be under martial law to clean up the garbage. It's not impossible to leave then, but it will be a bit troublesome."

"Grandpa isn't trying to get rid of you, he's just telling you the pros and cons in advance."

Grandpa continued, "Whether you leave or not depends on you, Xiaoyang. If you leave now, we will immediately send enough clansmen from the Hongbai family to escort you away."

Of course, if you want to watch this show with the grandfathers, that's fine too. Don't worry about safety; you might even be able to get some extra benefits afterward.

"That's it..."

Hei Yang nodded and said decisively, "Then I'll definitely leave!"

His and Hong Li's birthdays are coming soon. His birthday doesn't matter, but he will definitely be in Wuxing City to be with Hong Li on her birthday. This has been the case every year, and he didn't think about missing it this year!

"Alright, in that case, we'll arrange for people to escort you out of the city immediately."

Grandpa nodded and said seriously, "Once everything settles down, I'll probably go back to Five Colors City with your second grandfather and Old Huang. We'll talk about it then!"

"Well, but before that, I have something to do..."

Hei Yang chuckled and restrained the Taoist priest Shence in the distance.

At this moment, Master Shence no longer had the dignified and otherworldly appearance he once had; instead, his forehead was dark and his face was pale.

This is what it looks like when he is about to be completely devoured by the inner demon within his body. Once all his cultivation has been devoured, the inner demon will return to Hei Yang, replenishing Hei Yang and enhancing his cultivation as well as the power of the "Demonic Demon" skill itself.

The passive skill of plundering others to replenish oneself is quite sinister!

At this moment, Master Shence walked forward step by step without expression until he appeared on the tall tower in the capital—the same tallest building that Hei Yang had passed by when he went to the Qing family.

"Um……"

Master Shence looked down at the bustling street below, where one could even see the imperial palace in the distance!

He focused his energy in his dantian, his spiritual energy surged, and he uttered a deafening voice: "All eyes are on me! Look at me! I have an announcement to make!"

I am an accomplice of the Fifth Prince. My crimes are unforgivable. The Fifth Prince deserves a terrible death. We have committed countless evils and will stop at nothing to achieve our goals. Just four years ago…”

……

Hei Yang rode a tall horse, surrounded by Zhang San, Li Si, and the elite Five Colors tribesmen. He turned his head to look at the capital one last time and shook his head: "Let's go!"

Goodbye, this prosperous yet polluted city.

……

They came slowly but returned in a hurry. At the fork in the road, Hei Yang waved to Zhang San and the others, who looked worried, and said, "Uncle Zhang, you should go home. I will write back to you when I get to Wuxing City."

"Young master, please take a few elite clansmen with you..."

"No need. Their mission is to take us back to Five Colors City. They're also going to visit some relatives along the way. What's the point of them coming with me?"

Hei Yang shook his head, refusing to be a third wheel!

The capital city is to the east of Five Colors City, while Five Elements City is to the northeast of Five Colors City and northwest of the capital city. It is time to part ways.

As the sound of horses' hooves faded into the distance, several invisible inner demons flew in from afar and entered Hei Yang's body. Through their final perspective, Hei Yang saw the Fifth Prince being killed by the angry old emperor with his own hands.

I wonder how much of it is genuine...

However, that has nothing to do with Hei Yang anymore.

[Your contracted partner (Black Sun) has absorbed the inner demons and reached the seventh level of Qi Refining. Your cultivation has now synchronized.]

[Hei Yang: Hong Li, I'm fucking here!]

[Recommendation]: A promising Naruto fanfiction with a fresh and original concept, worth reading. It's a clash between Dark Souls and Naruto, primarily focusing on Naruto, starting with the Hyuga branch family. The timeline is set several decades before the protagonist, roughly during the generation of Uchiha Fugaku.

Even before the ashes have completely burned out, the fire continues to burn!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 102 Oh dear, there's still plenty of time. We can finish our work anytime!

"Phew, done."

Hongli clapped her hands, looked at the scattered pigeons around her, and smiled slightly: "How should I put it, it went much more smoothly than I expected."

It wasn't that Hongli was overly pessimistic, but rather that she felt that, given her usual luck, how could she possibly catch these pigeons without going through countless trials and tribulations and encountering several life-or-death crises?

Don't ask, it's just a habit.

For example, just as she stepped on the Qi Refining stage pigeon, a Foundation Establishment stage pigeon king suddenly rushed out with eyes bigger than her head.

"You dare to do this? Don't you dare harm my son!"

Then, after a period of hardship and struggle, she used all her schemes and tricks, finally about to successfully turn the tables, when suddenly a Golden Core stage Pigeon Ancestor appeared.

"You juniors are going too far in bullying me. Don't you know there are pigeons out there? Do you think I'm made of clay?"

Faced with the life-or-death pressure from a Golden Core Realm ancestor, she hardened her heart and directly shattered reality, causing the Pigeon Ancestor's expression to change drastically as he felt a terrifying threat of death.

"How could this be? Am I, the ancestor, to perish here today...?"

Suddenly, a colossal wing appeared, shattering Hong Li's broken reality. The Pigeon Emperor made a dazzling entrance, his feathers seemingly reflecting the stars.

"A dream spanning millennia, oblivious to what year it is, you little pigeons..."

Just when Hong Li was in despair, facing monsters far superior to her own level and having no other options but to wait for her fate to be sealed, her side's big boss finally arrived, albeit belatedly.

The identities of powerful figures can take many forms. For example, a senior from the Five Elements Sect might suddenly appear out of nowhere and shout, "Emperor Pigeon, do you think my Five Elements Sect has no one to rely on? What kind of skill is it to bully juniors!"

"What?! It's actually you, the Five Elements Emperor! You actually showed up here?!"

What followed was a series of tests and cutscenes. At this point, she could only stand there dumbly, listening to the big shots start to act as riddle tellers, talking about this secret and that secret.

Note that you should never reveal all the secrets. It's best to only mention a few keywords, and then suddenly stop halfway through, exchange a cold smile, or something like that. This is how you show off your status as a big shot.

These days, if you don't only say half of what you mean, you'll be embarrassed to call yourself a big shot.

Are they unable to speak properly, or are they unable to communicate telepathically?

Yes, but it's meant to be heard by everyone present, yet you can't be too blunt. You need to look like you don't quite understand to make the other person seem more knowledgeable.

After that, the Pigeon Emperor will utter a few harsh words.

"Little one, can the Five Elements Sect protect you for a while, or for a lifetime?"

Don't ask why Emperor Pigeon is so fixated on one of her lackeys; the answer is that this kid is terrifying enough that if he isn't eliminated, he'll become a menace!

Then, to save her life, she would become the disciple of a powerful figure, and under his guidance, enter some secret realm to cultivate, and then...

"Mom, Mom, come back to your senses!"

The little fire, now back to normal, jumped to Hong Li's ear and shouted, "Stop spacing out!"

"Oh dear, can't you let me indulge in my fantasy a little longer and enjoy the thrill of victory?"

Although Hong Li complained, her hands didn't stop; she used her blood-stained spear to pick up the pigeons one by one and put them into her storage bag.

There were probably nearly two hundred beasts chasing her just now. This is Hong Li's calculation based on the rate at which her family disappeared according to her family tree. There may be some discrepancies, but the discrepancy is estimated to be not too large.

Now, Hong Li left behind a total of fifty-three pigeons at the scene, nearly three-quarters of which have escaped.

However, Hong Li was already quite satisfied, partly because she had kept even the most foul-mouthed ones, including the pigeon king.

On the other hand, she won't have to worry about food for a while afterward, so this trip to the snow mountain can be said to have successfully achieved its goal!

For a fraction of a second, Hongli felt guilty about her sins. She stretched and did some chest-expanding exercises, then tied the spear back behind her and gently patted Xiao Huo: "Let's go back to Sister Xiaoqi's place. Once Xiaolong comes back, we can go home together."

"Oh, oh, oh, home, home!"

Little Huo looked on expectantly: "Will Mom cook for us and show off her culinary skills when we get home?"

"how could it be possible."

As Hongli walked, she waved her hand, her face regaining its listless expression.

"After I get home, I'll definitely take a nice nap first, and then think about other things, okay?"

Anyway, Hei Yang won't be here for a while, so I have plenty of time!

That's right, this is the motto of procrastinators: "There's still plenty of time!"

When death approaches, they will lament where all the time has gone and wish to borrow another five hundred years from heaven.

Waaaaah, I was the one who slacked off before, so why am I the one suffering now?! (I'm so self-righteous, but I'm still defiant)

"Mom, that snowman just now looked like Uncle Xiaolong!"

"Ah, be more confident. Remove the 'seems' part, and it's Hei Xiaolong."

"I must be hallucinating, I actually saw Sister Hongli, hehe..."

Hei Xiaolong's eyes narrowed, then dimmed: "The Snow Demoness, it must be the Snow Demoness's conspiracy..."

"Ah?"

Little Fire tilted its head, looked at Black Xiaolong who had turned into a snowman, puffed out its cheeks, and suddenly spat out a small flame, melting the snow on Black Xiaolong's face: "Wow, it really is Uncle Little Dragon!"