I have a high-risk profession in the cultivation world.

Tian Yige almost doubted that she had heard correctly, staring blankly at Huaisu, at a loss for what to do.

Huaisu, having not seen any movement, quickly repeated himself, even stopping to wait for Tian Yige to tentatively put her hands around his neck before continuing to walk.

However, throughout the entire process, Huaisu kept his eyes fixed ahead, his gaze unwavering, and he didn't glance at Tian Yige even once.

As Tian Yige felt the warmth on her wrist, she suddenly realized that all her previous assumptions were wrong.

That's all wrong. Who would be impatient and care about the feelings of the person being hugged?

But then he overturned his own idea—if it were Huaisu, it would make sense too.

but……

Tian Yige squinted and keenly noticed Huaisu's reddened ear tips.

Even Huaisu wouldn't blush to the point of his ears just because he helped a woman, would he?

Tian Yige thought a lot, each branch of her thoughts tentatively reaching out towards an answer, only to shrink back in fear—did Huaisu, could he also like her a little?

He quickly poured cold water on his own enthusiasm, thinking, "No way. If I liked her, she would have succeeded last year."

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Luo Suichen opened his eyes and saw walls and roofs made of straw and adobe bricks. The windows were made of wooden strips covered with oil paper, allowing a little light to get in.

The furnishings inside were even simpler. He lay on a worn-out bed that took up most of the room. The blanket next to him had been washed until it was quite faded and looked quite old. On the low table beside the bed were a few books, their corners slightly curled and worn from being read so many times.

The house is empty.

The room exuded an air of poverty.

Luo Suichen got out of bed and stood quietly in the unfamiliar room, looking around with a sense of vigilance.

Where is this? Where is Chu Chenmu?

Suddenly, someone pushed the door open and came in. It was a middle-aged woman whose clothes were a little worn but clean. When she saw Luo Suichen get out of bed, she said with surprise, "Child, you're awake! You were unconscious all day and just woke up. Is anything bothering you? Sit down first, don't stand."

As she spoke, she reached out to help Luo Suichen up, but Luo Suichen warily took a step back, dodging the woman's rough hand. The middle-aged woman didn't mind, still smiling kindly, "It's alright, it's alright, there's no danger now. You also escaped from Huaji City, right? When my Zhong'er found you, you were lying outside the East Gate. Luckily it was daytime, and the demons didn't attack the city, so Zhong'er was able to bring you home."

"It's alright, it's all in the past. You can stay at my house, just don't mind that it's simple."

Luo Suichen's heart sank. He had never heard of Huaji City.

Moreover, the old woman's accent was different from his, and different from all the places he had been in both his past and present lives.

There is no Huaji City in the Twenty-Eight Cities. Is he no longer on the Canglan Continent?

Luo Suichen's eyes were thoughtful as he imitated the accent of the person in front of him and tentatively asked, "Auntie, how should I address you?"

The old woman exclaimed, "Oh dear! Look at me, I've been rambling on and on without even introducing myself. Just call me Aunt Liu. There are only two of us at home, Zhong'er and I. Now that you're included, there are three of us. You're definitely younger than Zhong'er, so just call him Brother Yu Zhong."

Aunt Liu's kindness and affection for him seemed genuine. Luo Suichen suppressed his apprehension, smiled shyly at her, and said, "Aunt Liu, just call me Xiao Luo."

"By the way, ma'am, what's the situation now?"

He deliberately spoke hesitantly and evasively, as if still immersed in grief. Aunt Liu had just mentioned fleeing Huaji City and the demon race; he guessed that Huaji City was now likely in grave danger.

Aunt Liu sighed deeply and shook her head: "Alas... Huaji City is gone."

Looking at Luo Suichen with worry, her heart was filled with heartache. This is just a child, and he's already facing this kind of thing. Zhong'er only found him; his companions must be in even worse situations…

Aunt Liu took Luo Suichen's hand and patted it reassuringly, "Don't be sad. You have to look forward. In the current God-Slaying Abyss, seven or eight out of ten people are in danger of dying. The fact that we are still alive is the greatest blessing in the world."

The Abyss of Annihilation?

Luo Suichen keenly grasped these three words, which meant that they were still within the Canglan Continent.

"And what about here? How are things now?"

"It's still a stalemate, and nobody knows how long we can hold out." Aunt Liu's expression darkened. "Nowadays, there are fewer and fewer cultivators in our Muyang City, and the support from the rear has not arrived. We are just taking it one day at a time."

Muyang City was another place name that Luo Suichen had never heard of. He blinked and said, "Aunt Liu, could you tell me more about it? When I was in Huaji City, no one ever mentioned these things."

Aunt Liu understood perfectly well that no one would tell a child like him these things. If Zhong'er hadn't been the city's magistrate, she wouldn't have known so clearly.

"You don't need to worry. The city lord has already sent out a rescue signal. If we hold on for a while longer, we will all be saved."

Luo Suichen carefully chatted with Aunt Liu for a long time and finally figured out the ins and outs of the matter.

This place is also the Abyss of Annihilation, only it is the Abyss of Annihilation from eight thousand years ago.

Only two thousand years have passed since the great war ten thousand years ago. Luo Suichen recalled the ancient books he had read at the Wuji Sect. The books recorded that the Demon Race was not completely suppressed until more than six thousand years ago, and eight or nine thousand years ago was when the Demon Race was at its strongest.

At that time, the demon race had just been introduced to the Canglan Continent by the war between gods and demons. At first, they were not a significant force. Only a few demons would occasionally appear near the ruins of the ancient battlefield. People did not pay attention to these few ugly creatures that occasionally appeared, which emitted black mist, and only thought that they were mutated spirit beasts.

Nine thousand years ago, a change occurred in another forgotten place related to the war between gods and demons. The demon army suddenly poured out of the Abyss of Annihilation. In a short period of time, almost the entire Genzhou, Kunzhou and Lizhou fell into the territory of the demons. Countless demons rampaged through the area, feeding on the spiritual power of cultivators and the flesh and blood of the common people.

People only began to take it seriously, and after several hundred years, they drove the demons back to the Abyss of Annihilation, but they could not go any further and never managed to penetrate the Abyss of Annihilation.

At that time, the cultivators guarded the area outside the Abyss of Annihilation, built a city, and surrounded the Abyss of Annihilation with three concentric rings of city walls, which became the first and only line of defense against the invasion of the demon race.

In reality, the so-called city was nothing more than the original villages near the Abyss of Annihilation. None of the original villagers survived, and now the ruins of the villages have been transformed into settlements with city walls and defensive barriers.

Muyang City is a small city, just one of the inconspicuous towns among those defending against the Demon Clan of the God-Slaying Abyss.