Time Travel: Did My Sister-in-Law Get Slapped in the Face Today?

Now it seems that this scripture is almost alive, actually consuming Li Lan's spiritual energy.

It looks rather eerie!

Moreover, this scripture had passed through the hands of many people in the past, including ancestral gods and demon gods, but none of them experienced this change...

Li Lan frowned.

He tried a different technique, absorbing spiritual energy in the same way, but the result was the same: he couldn't utilize the spiritual energy at all, as it was all stolen by the golden characters.

He didn't believe in superstitions and directly absorbed spiritual energy according to his own understanding without using any cultivation techniques.

At his level, he could easily create the cultivation techniques in the Nantian Academy's library. So, while he seemed to be doing whatever he wanted, if his absorption methods were written down, they would probably be regarded as treasures and fought over by the major forces of Nanyao Star.

He followed his own method, and the surrounding spiritual energy quickly emptied. A small vortex even formed around him, causing the surrounding grass and leaves to fall towards him.

But nothing changed; all the spiritual energy was plundered by those golden characters!

"Depend on."

Li Lan couldn't help but get angry. Had these words become a form of robbery?

Reap the benefits without sowing? Becoming a mere laborer, working for the benefit of these words?

He stared at the characters, eleven in total. Only one of them had been repeatedly draining his spiritual energy, and at this moment, that character seemed to have become even brighter!

It was eerie. Even Li Lan, who had once been a strange being, felt it was eerie at this moment!

He pondered for a moment. These words were inside him, meaning that whenever he cultivated, they would be plundered.

But does that mean he'll stop practicing? Impossible.

Li Lan speculated that these words must have an extreme thirst for spiritual energy. What would happen after they were given enough spiritual energy?

It is impossible to predict the changes that will occur in him due to these words; even if the ancestral god were to be resurrected, he probably wouldn't be able to explain them.

We have no choice but to take a gamble!

"If you want it... I'll grant your wish."

Li Lan felt a chill in her heart and began to confront these words.

He wanted to see what kind of evil these words were.

As he walked, he absorbed spiritual energy while simultaneously releasing his divine sense.

He had already sensed that many powerful auras were approaching from the sky surrounding the Chaotic Spirit Mountains. Their cultivation levels were not bad. It seemed that the commotion of all living beings crossing the Gates of Hell was too great and had already attracted the attention of major forces in the mortal realm.

Li Lan avoided them all.

In the blink of an eye, seven days have passed.

After seven days, Li Lan finally made his way from the Chaotic Spirit Mountains to Nantian City!

He was already dressed in rags, with disheveled hair and a dirty face, looking just like a beggar.

Upon entering the city, amidst the bustling traffic, one sees many unfamiliar but powerful cultivators, grouped together, each possessing an extraordinary aura, clearly from major forces outside the city.

Li Lan wanted to find out some information, so he sat down in a teahouse on the street, but he immediately heard a shout: "You beggar, do you think you can sit here? Get out of here!"

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with low cultivation level. Although the spiritual tea he sold was not expensive, it was still beyond the reach of ordinary mortals, let alone a homeless mortal. He was naturally displeased to see Li Lan daring to sit there.

Li Lan was driven away, but she was not angry at all. Instead, she couldn't help but smile!

Having spent countless years in the underworld, engaging in endless battles and life-or-death struggles, these past few days back in the mortal realm have been the most pleasant and peaceful time for him. Carefree, he can finally get a temporary respite. Therefore, he feels that this is the true taste of life and simply stands aside, not holding a grudge against him.

"Get out of the way, all of you, get out of the way!"

A shout came from the street, and several cultivators riding blood-scaled horses quickly passed by. Li Lan turned his head and saw a man and a woman in the group. Li Lan was stunned when he saw the two of them.

The woman had her long hair tied in a beautiful Daoist bun. She was slender, with an exquisite face and a graceful waist. She sat atop a tall, blood-red scaled horse, her eyes fixed straight ahead, exuding composure and grandeur, displaying the demeanor of a disciple of a major sect.