I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 48 - 38: Sumeru Bag! Squeeze for Better Health! (2-in-1 - )_2
Chapter 48: Chapter 38: Sumeru Bag! Squeeze for Better Health! (2-in-1 Chapter)_2
He turned the pendant bag upside down and gave it a shake.
*Tinkling Clattering*
A pile of miscellaneous items fell out, scattering on the ground.
"Is this... a game inventory?!"
Chen Mo’s eyes lit up.
Gu Manzhi exclaimed, "I didn’t expect this ghost cultivator to possess such a treasure; you’re quite lucky."
Chen Mo asked curiously, "Is this thing rare?"
"Of course."
Gu Manzhi replied, "This is more precious than any magical treasure. A mustard seed containing Mount Sumeru, a speck of dust enveloping the universe; it involves the ultimate truths of the great Dao, an ordinary artifact master grandmaster wouldn’t be able to craft it... I’ve only seen one on my master."
Chen Mo thought so, too.
This thing could surely be considered a "space magical treasure", so it naturally couldn’t be just any common item.
He tried to immerse his mind into it and was met with darkness, as though he had entered another space.
It was pitch black and profound, yet he could sense the boundaries; it was about seven feet square, not very big, but sufficient to store some personal items.
Chen Mo picked up the water cup on the table, and with a thought, the cup disappeared in a blink.
With another shake, it reappeared in his hand.
After testing with the water cup, he began to try with the desk, chairs, and stools... having fun for a while.
Through testing, he found that as long as items were within a one-foot range around him, excluding living things, they could be directly stored in the bag.
What a fantastic treasure!
Searching corpses really is a good habit!
After tiring of play, Chen Mo began to inventory the remaining possessions of You Daoist.
[Top-Tier Earth-Grade Artifact: Soul Summoning Lamp.]
[Using Life Soul as wick, human fat as oil, it attracts Wandering Souls, strengthening ghosts.]
Looking at the bronze lamp in his hand, Chen Mo was a bit surprised.
A space magical treasure, the Sumeru Bag, a Medium-Level Soul Summoning Banner of the Heavenly Rank, and now a Top-Tier Earth-Grade Artifact... This You Daoist was truly dripping with wealth!
Just what was the deal with the Devouring Ghost Sect?
"Right, you said the Devouring Ghost Sect was annihilated. What happened?"
Chen Mo asked.
Gu Manzhi indifferently responded, "Just like the Moon Brilliance Sect, it was exterminated by Consort Yu."
Chen Mo: "..."
In the original story, the Moon Brilliance Sect was a major faction in Qing Province, holding its own territory, self-reliant on its martial prowess, unwilling to submit to Consort Yu, and publicly executed the envoy who came to negotiate.
Three days later, they met with a tragic extermination!
Only the sect leader who was in seclusion at the time, and a few disciples who were out on experience, managed to survive.
To say they had a deep-seated hatred would be an understatement.
That’s why they went all out against Yu Youhan, and the Chen Family was just the initial breakthrough point...
Seeing that Gu Manzhi’s expression wasn’t right, Chen Mo tactfully didn’t continue on this topic.
He continued to check the remaining possessions.
Apart from that bronze lamp, there was also an ancient book, aged and primitive on the cover, with the scribbled words "Ghost Book".
He flipped through it roughly; it was all about refining Life Souls and ghost-controlling techniques, very sinister stuff, which Chen Mo was not interested in; he threw it directly into the Sumeru Bag.
The rest were bones, human fat, Blood Pearls... and other such items used by ghost cultivators.
There wasn’t even a single silver coin...
Chen Mo stuffed all these items, along with You Daoist’s corpse, into the bag in one go, lifted the Sound Isolation Technique, and cleaned up the scene.
Then, he walked to the bed and lay down on it.
Gu Manzhi was taken aback for a moment, "You are..."
"Sleeping."
Chen Mo closed his eyes and said with a muffled voice.
He had absorbed too much Soul Power just now and felt a floating sensation throughout his body. His consciousness was extremely sharp, but his actions were a half-second slower, almost as if there was a delay.
But since he was not well-versed in Soul Refining techniques, he could only try to relax his mind as much as possible to adjust to this "lag". freewёbnoνel.com
"Seems like too rapid advancement isn’t a good thing."
"When there’s time, I’ll have to burst into the Empress’s presence to beg for a Soul Refining Method..."
Seeing that Chen Mo was motionless, as if truly asleep,
Gu Manzhi sat on the edge of the bed, chin propped up, gazing at that handsome and rugged face.
Her misty eyes dampened, her pretty face slightly blushed with a tinge of red, lost in thought.
...
It was past midnight.
All guests in the tavern had dispersed, each taking a lady to bed.
Only Li Yuan was left to drink alone, the table and ground around her cluttered with empty wine jars.
What was once a spirited look had become blurry, resembling Jiangnan’s misty rain in March. Her lips, lightly touched with rouge, appeared even more vivid, with a flush of red seeping through her fair skin like the dawn illuminating the snow.
She was drunk.
Being a Sixth-rank Martial Artist, Li Yuan was fully capable of using her True Yuan to disperse the drunkenness, yet she did not do so. It seemed that by numbing herself in this way, the annoyance in her heart could be slightly alleviated.
But for some reason, the face of that libertine kept flashing before her eyes, becoming clearer and clearer.
Glug glug glug~
Li Yuan held the wine jug aloft and drank deeply, wine spilling from the corners of her mouth and flowing down her neck into the mountain stream.
"There’s no more wine... Someone, bring more wine!"
After a moment, there was no response.
Li Yuan frowned slightly, stood up, and staggered towards the inner room.
Lifting the curtain, passing through the corridor, she entered a tea room with a plush carpet.
The air was filled with soothing incense, and a complete set of white jade tea sets were arranged on the tea table.
Li Yuan was here to find wine, not to drink tea.
Behind the tea room was another door. She walked over, pushed open the door, and entered a lavishly decorated bedroom. The most eye-catching item in the room was the large bed, which looked spacious enough to sleep four people comfortably.
Although Li Yuan’s head was somewhat dizzy, she knew exactly where she was.
She subconsciously intended to exit the room.
Suddenly, she halted in her steps, turning her head to look towards the bed, a trace of sourness fleeting across her eyes.
She lightly bit her lip, hesitated for a long time, but still slowly walked over.
Lifting the curtain, she discovered that there were actually three people lying on the bed.
Li Yuan rubbed her eyes and muttered softly, "Looks like I’ve had too much to drink; I’m seeing double of everything..."
She squinted her eyes, carefully distinguishing the figures, and once she recognized Chen Mo lying on the outer side, she reached out to grab his wrist, wanting to pull him up.
"Chen Mo, get up... I, I have something I want to tell you..."
"Ugh..."
Under the numbness of alcohol, Li Yuan felt powerless. She failed to lift Chen Mo, and instead, she collapsed onto the bed.
Just as she struggled to get up, she was pulled into an embrace, an arm draped over her, rendering her unable to move.
Warmth emanated from the strong embrace through the clothes, heating up Li Yuan’s body and causing the drunkenness to swell up, the last bit of consciousness and strength dissipating together.
...
Chen Mo had a dream.
He dreamed he was buying steamed buns on the street.
The vendor lifted the steamer lid, and the just-cooked steamed buns were steaming hot; he began carefully selecting them.
"This batch is well-steamed, fluffy and of just the right size."
"This batch is a bit smaller, but they’re light and tender, full of air; they should taste pretty good, too."
"Stop it... It’s ticklish..."
The vendor looked at him shyly and timidly.
"?"
Chen Mo came back to his senses, slowly opened his eyes.
Bright morning sunlight poured into the room, casting light across the bed through the gauzy curtains, and as his vision focused, Chen Mo’s expression gradually turned stiff.
He saw Li Yuan gripping his arm tightly, sleeping very soundly, the sunlight bathing her blushing face, which looked somewhat innocent and naive like the girl next door.
Her lips were slightly pursed, muttering quietly, "No, three people won’t do..."
Chen Mo: "..."
He turned his head to look to the right.
Gu Manzhi had, at some point, shed her disguise and was nestled in his embrace.
Her stunning, blemish-free appearance was serene in sleep, no longer carrying the allure and seductiveness she often had, but instead appearing pure and lovely.
She was resting her head on Chen Mo’s arm, while Chen Mo’s hand happened to be resting on...
Chen Mo took a deep breath and carefully pulled his hand from between their necklines.
"Hmm?"
Li Yuan’s eyelashes fluttered slightly as she woke from her sleep.
Her confused gaze slowly sharpened, and she looked at the man beside her, then down at her own chest.
Her face quickly blushed, as vibrant as flaming clouds!
"You scoundrel, you actually, actually..."
Was it not enough that you hit me there last time? Now you’ve even switched places!
Before Chen Mo could explain, Gu Manzhi, lying on the other side, rubbed her eyes and mumbled:
"What hour is it... Huh!?"
The three of them stared at each other, and the atmosphere instantly froze.
"Libertine, where did she come from?"
"Chen Mo, who is she?!"
Li Yuan and Gu Manzhi almost asked in unison.
Just then, "Yu’er," who was curled up in the corner, sat up straight, stretched her waist, and turned to look at Chen Mo:
"Lord, it’s really warm now, are you sure you don’t want to try?"
"..."
