How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

To be honest, this year has been quite tough and tiring.

Well, of course, this kind of hardship and fatigue is only for me; it might not be anything at all in the eyes of hardworking people.

You all keep saying I'm lazy, and I know it myself. Most people are lazy because they know they have too many backup plans, but I know I have you all by my side to help me out...

Only after leaving home did I truly realize how much you have sacrificed for my peace and security...

The reason people are lazy is because they lack a sense of urgency and pressure.

If you're lazy and lack a sense of urgency, you probably won't even bother to open your eyes when facing death.

However, if a sense of urgency suppresses laziness, it can be very painful.

Fortunately, I have both, and laziness steadily suppresses any sense of urgency. Add to that a little bit of effort and a huge amount of luck, and I think I'm now capable of enjoying this stability, hehehe.

Well, in the end, Xiaoli and I discussed it and decided that it would be more comfortable to stay at home.

However, once I'm back home, my progress in cultivation will definitely slow down. Do you have any suggestions?

Oh, right, and those letters Hongli sent, just look at them critically. I think you, Mom and Dad, and Uncle and Aunt, all know what to believe and what not to believe. I trust you understand!

Closing the letter in her hand, Qing Yiyi shook her head and chuckled, "This child, writing a letter is like talking to his mother's ear."

After thinking for a moment, Qing Yiyi laid out the letter paper and wrote down lines of beautiful handwriting.

[There's no advice to give. If you miss home, just come back. Wait until you get tired of your parents before leaving again.]

The door won't be open for you all the time; after all, we're worried about thieves at night. If you don't come back during the day, you'll have to figure out how to climb over the wall at night.

The food won't be kept for you forever; it'll spoil if left out too long. If you're not back around mealtimes, you'll have to find something to eat at a restaurant outside.

The lights won't stay on for you forever; Mom and Dad need to sleep too. If you're not coming back while we're awake, please tiptoe back to your room and don't wake us.

The beautiful things you cherish and love cannot withstand a long wait, so it's best not to miss them. If you do miss them, you must find a way to make up for it!

You and Xiaoli are both such lazy, good kids!

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 144 Vengeful Spirit: I Want to Go to the Factory!

The bronze snake grew to tens of meters tall, almost filling the originally spacious courtyard. Hei Yang looked up, frowned, and examined the bronze snake. He then waved his hand to the side and said, "Da Ma, stay away."

"Herodus~"

The horse strode away.

"Stay further away!"

"Da da da!"

"Again... oh... no need."

Hei Yang tilted his head, held up a finger in front of his eyes, looked at the bronze snake, and then looked around the yard: "Hmm, Little Bronze, move to the east, don't block the walnut tree in the yard!"

"rustle……"

The sound of the bronze snake flicking its tongue was like the friction of metal against metal. Following Hei Yang's command, it moved its body slightly to the east, causing cracks to appear on the stone bricks paving the courtyard, which made Hei Yang's teeth ache just looking at it.

"When we're no longer living here, let's find a contractor to help us lay the floor again..."

Hei Yang muttered under his breath, "We can't just stay in someone else's house and leave a mess behind, can we?"

Let's restore it to its original state before we leave, just like it was when we arrived!

Well, if he still can't leave by October, then he'll pick all the walnuts from this tree and take them back with him!

They'll grow plenty next year anyway, it would be a waste not to pick them!

Judging by the size of the trees, they could easily fill two sacks, right?

It's so convenient to put a burlap sack inside a storage bag.

Hei Yang felt that if there were a ranking of the greatest inventions in the history of cultivation, storage bags/rings/spaces would definitely be in the top three, and he couldn't even think of any other two that could be ranked alongside them.

Not to mention the Journeying Realm, even if we look at the entire universe, this thing would definitely be on the list.

Game pack, magic bag, storage capsule, sealing scroll...

It comes in many forms, but no matter how fancy it's decorated, you can still recognize its true form at a glance...

Where have all the great inventors in the cultivation world gone? Hurry up and get up to benefit this lazy dog!

With his mind wandering, Hei Yang clasped his hands together, aiming at the bronze snake while trying to avoid the surrounding buildings: "The Other Shore."

A grayish-white mist surged forth, enveloping both the Black Sun and the Bronze Serpent. Then, the mist gradually thinned, becoming hazy. As the giant horse watched intently, the Black Sun and the Bronze Serpent vanished, while the gray mist continued to linger...

"The crossroads of life and death..."

Hei Yang surveyed the gray sky around him. Such a place should not exist in the Realm of Soaring, but the Other Shore Divine Power bestowed by the Underworld had temporarily created such a space here.

"let's start."

Hei Yang turned to look at the bronze snake, which had now revealed its true form. Its scarlet eyes could not be closed, and its dark green body was covered with flowing crimson-gold patterns. Its fangs protruded, and the water of the River of Oblivion was stored inside.

Upon hearing Hei Yang's command, the bronze serpent opened its massive maw, and streams of hazy, resentful souls and lonely spirits flew out in a daze, their skeletons scattered all over the ground.

The lonely ghosts and vengeful spirits wailed, stirring up gusts of eerie wind, trying to scatter and escape, but upon touching the gray-white mist, they were like encountering an invisible wall in a game, unable to advance any further.

"I'm not letting you out because it's for your own good, but it's not like I'm imprisoning and torturing you. If you go out, you'll just be exposed to the sun and wind and the food will be sent out."

Hei Yang couldn't help but complain out loud. There was also a giant, vengeful ghost baring its fangs and claws, trying to tear Hei Yang apart. But this was no longer the bottom of the River of Oblivion; it was Hei Yang's territory.

Even though the great vengeful ghosts tried their best, they couldn't lift even a corner of Hei Yang's clothes.

He felt that a bunch of "immune", "immune", "immune" should be popping up above his head now. This was no longer a question of whether or not the defense could be broken, but rather a situation where "this block cannot be destroyed".

With a gentle wave of his hand, Hei Yang easily pulled the souls apart with the gray-white mist, binding them in place in an orderly fashion and arranging them into neat rows.

Meanwhile, souls and skeletons continued to pour out of the bronze snake's mouth, blowing out gusts of gray, eerie wind like a hairdryer.

"Ugh... my God..."

Looking at the densely packed souls and skeletons, Hei Yang involuntarily donned a mask of pain: "One, two, a hundred, two hundred..."

I didn't look closely when I agreed to Grandma Meng's request. How much is there really?

You're here to explore dangerous ruins, not to have a group outing for team building. If so many people go in together, will there be anywhere to stand?

Wow, this really tests your mentality!

Hei Yang's face grew increasingly numb as he watched the souls continuously pouring out of the bronze snake's mouth. His brain cried out in anguish, "Stop pouring out! Stop this! I can't take it anymore!"

The long five minutes felt like an eternity as Black Sun waited in agony, until the bronze serpent finally shut its mouth.

In the hazy gray space, bones lay scattered everywhere, while souls, bound by the black sun, were arranged in neat rows.

"One, two..."

Hei Yang counted the ghosts expressionlessly: "Twenty-four rows, thirty columns... five left over, seven hundred and twenty-five people."

The time limit is one year, which is 365 days...

One times one equals one, two times two equals four...

"Yeah, I only need to deal with about two vengeful spirits a day, which leaves me with two days off, which is pretty good..."

Hei Yang: "..."

"Good sister!"

The black sun's pupils are like an earthquake.

"What about rest days?! What about rest days?!"

Oh, right, if I can finish more than two a day, I'll save even more time, that's a great idea! Damn!

"Don't I eat? Don't I sleep? Don't I play with Xiaoli?!"

He's just a cricket named Black Sun, not Meng Po (the goddess of forgetfulness in Chinese mythology). What makes him so capable of reviving over 700 people a year? Aside from the Five-Colored Clan, what benefit would reviving the rest bring to Black Sun?!

Oh, a soul resurrected on the other side cannot betray him, after all, he has seen all souls and true spirits, cough cough...

So he will also have to manage the food, drink, toileting, and sleeping needs of more than 700 people...

Wait, no, why should he support these people? Shouldn't they be the ones working to support him?

Hei Yang: "..."

Hei Yang coughed twice, clearing his mind of distractions, and then reined in his horse under the streetlight...

"Um, yes, Brother Hei Chen, you step forward!"

Hei Yang waved his hand, controlling the gray mist to draw Hei Chen's bewildered soul to his side. Seeing that the other party was still not fully awake, Hei Yang stroked his chin and muttered to himself.

"The other people's bodies are all here, but Brother Hei Chen, yours is still half-dead. Do we have to go back to the capital to deal with it...? Forget it, let's try a normal one first!"

After storing Hei Chen's soul separately, Hei Yang looked at the first person in the queue, frowned, and observed the soul's clothing. It was a disciple of the Qing family. If he were to conduct the experiment...

Hei Yang isn't some saint; he's bound to side with his distant relatives...

"You, it's you! Who told you to look around like that? Your attitude is not right, step forward!"

Hei Yang pointed to the third person in the first row and casually put a hat on him. Amidst the opponent's howl, he used the gray mist to pull him in front of him.

Well, according to the soul information fed back from the other side, this person is a rogue cultivator hired by the royal family, and he was originally under the Fifth Prince's command. He was sold out and is still counting the money for the seller. What an unlucky guy.