How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

"Alright, alright, continue with your questions."

Bai Yang looked at the two demonic figures, then glanced at Shen Xian: "Hmm?"

"What else do you need to ask?"

Hei Yang curled his lip, glanced at the two demonic figures who had regained their obedient appearance, and rolled his eyes.

"He even makes others kiss him, so how are we supposed to handle the even more exciting tests before that?!"

"Wow, is he only capable of doing unusually easy challenges?"

Bai Yangren's forehead creased with a grid pattern: "Do you have to do all this? Ugh, it's embarrassing. You always have the barrier active!"

"Huh? What's with this unusually low difficulty?"

"For example..."

Bai Yang frowned and thought for a moment, then held up a finger: "Use your tongue to stand upside down and rotate backward at a speed of one hundred revolutions per second?"

Shen Xian: "???"

Demon Shadow: "???"

"Good heavens, you're just saying 'good heavens,' pause learning the pose!"

Shen Xian chuckled, revealing a disdainful look, and said, "Amateur is amateur. You're not even a fraction as good as a professional torturer like you. Pah! You mean you're a professional psychologist!"

"When did he become a professional?"

"Never mind, it's just part of the plot. He'll find out how these high-class bosses died!"

"The problem is, the plot needs him, doesn't it?"

"Oh, so you're leaving?"

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense."

Bai Yang turned to look at the two demonic figures and waved his hand.

"Go home, go home! Leaving it outside in the woods is just feeding the mosquitoes!"

Demon Shadow: "..."

"what happened?"

Bai Yang frowned as he looked at the two demonic figures that were moving in place: "Once again, they obeyed?"

"Exactly! How dare they be obedient?"

Hei Yang brandished his big fist and said fiercely, "If you leave again, you can let Bai Yang beat them both up!"

"..."

The two demonic figures hurriedly shook their heads, while simultaneously forming an arrow with white mist, pointing southwest and conveying a range of emotions—relaxation, excitement, curiosity, doubt, sadness, and ecstasy—to Baiyang and Heiyang.

"what?"

"Ah?"

Bai Yang and Hei Yang shook their heads, looking bewildered as they turned to look at the people nearby: "What happened? Why did you let them slow down like that?"

Is there anything here?

Bai Yang narrowed his eyes, frowned, and asked questioningly, "This direction..."

"Ok?"

Hei Yang raised an eyebrow: "The Liangjian Sect?"

"He encouraged you two to help them break into someone's mountain gate?"

Bai Yang turned to look at the demonic shadow, his head filled with question marks.

"Yeah, you guys are the good guys!"

Hei Yang nodded, looking serious, and said, "Does being called Demon Heart really make you a little rascal?"

"That's it!"

Bai Yang paused.

His contractual partner (Bai Yang) changed the fate of the supernatural demon heart (Zi) into a sweetheart (Zi).

"That would be better!"

Bai Yang nodded.

Hei Yang: "..."

Big sweet shadow: "..."

"Grass."

His contract partner (Black Sun) changed Supernatural Sweetheart (Purple) to Demon Heart (Purple)

"Stop being disgusting!"

Hei Yang rolled his eyes and turned to look at the two demonic figures: "Stop talking, what's going on?"

"..."

The two demonic figures paused...

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 324 We generally don't comment on those who arbitrarily and maliciously judge others.

Hei Yang Hong Li saw the two demonic figures swaying wildly, as if their operation was somewhat lagging.

It took the two demonic figures a long time to react. They pounced on Hei Yang Hong Li and absorbed the two wisps of black mist that had split off and transformed into their figures.

The shadowy figures enveloped Hei Yang and Hong Li, making the two of them see from their perspective.

"Uh, is there anything wrong?"

Hei Yang tilted his head back, blinked, and flew into the sky, gazing into the distance while muttering, "So what if you let us see our person? We won't... huh?"

Hei Yang's eyes widened, and Hong Li leaned over curiously, saying, "What? Let me see too!"

Hei Yang revealed his dead fish eyes, grabbed Hong Li's head with both hands, and gently turned it in the direction he was looking. The latter was about to say something when he suddenly froze.

"what?"

Hongli rubbed her eyes and looked at the distant horizon: "What's that thing?"

In the distance, a dark, heavy gray fog blanketed the sky, resembling a dark cloud, but its aura was far thicker and more malevolent than any dark cloud.

Hei Yang suddenly thought of the big dog that had chased down the Medicine King Sect Master before. That dog could also block out the sky with a dark, oppressive mass, but it seemed to be somewhat different from that one.

"!!!"

The shadowy figure conveyed a variety of excited emotions.

"Um……"

Hongli hesitated for a moment, then frowned and guessed, "You want to go down into that black mist?"

"!!!"

The shadowy figures conveyed a sense of longing.

"Hmm, what you crave..."

Hei Yang pondered seriously, "You two help us sense the malice of others, and by constantly devouring the power of malicious souls, you nourish yourselves and become stronger together."

"and many more……"

Suddenly, Hei Yang realized something and asked, "So, that black mist that only you can see is all a malicious condensation?"

"Buzz!!"

The two demonic figures nodded in affirmation, "That's right, that's exactly it!"

"Good guy!"

Hei Yang gasped: "Such a large area, visible from this far away, what kind of malice is this! Thousands of people cursing in the street?"

"Etc., etc!"

Hongli asked in shock and disbelief, "You mean there are thousands of people there cursing us?!"

Hongli tilted her head back, imagining a scene.

A group of people dressed in strange clothes and feather skirts surrounded a strange totem. Two human skin dolls were nailed to the totem, and her and Hei Yang's birth dates were written in blood on it.

All the strange people below the stage glared resentfully at the two dolls on the totem, and a priest or something dressed in a mage's robe, who was jumping and dancing while chanting some strange incantation.

Suddenly, the priest in the mage robes shouted and threw the torch in his hand to the bottom of the totem, and flames immediately rose up.

The strange people below the stage all raised their hands and began shouting and yelling, spewing out their own race's vulgarities and cursing the two poor scarecrows...

Are they cursing us?

"Maybe it's something that has a grudge against us, like remnants of the Heavenly Gate, or hostile demonic beasts or something?"

"It doesn't seem like they're insulting us..."