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Chapter 266 Dual Cultivation
Yang Rongrong crossed her arms across her chest and watched calmly as the story unfolded.

After a moment, the text was erased by an invisible hand, and then new content appeared -

"You were about to be swallowed by the monster, but the mountain god saved you at the critical moment. From then on, you became the mountain god's servant. When the witch found out that you were still alive, she ordered you to stay in the mountain god's temple and serve the mountain god with all your heart. From now on, you can no longer leave the mountain god's temple."

Hengye could also see these words.

He flicked his tail and asked slowly, "The mountain god mentioned here, could it be me?"

Yang Rongrong gritted her teeth and said, "In order to justify your existence, the plot has forced you to be a mountain god."

It would have been fine if he had turned her into a mountain god, but he actually turned her into his servant? !

And she will be trapped in this mountain temple forever, unable to leave? !
This crappy plot was obviously targeting her!
Hengye noticed that she was in a bad mood at the moment, so he shook his furry ears and kept quiet tactfully.

Of course Yang Rongrong couldn't let herself be trapped here forever.

She has to find a way to break the control of the plot and leave this malicious world of fiction.

According to her experience, there is only one way to escape from this world, and that is to let the story reach its finale.

The ending that He Bieqing had planned for her was to be eaten by a monster, and she definitely could not accept this ending, so she had to write another ending.

She has a Xuanji pen, which allows her to modify some of the text in the plot, thereby leading the plot to the ending she wants.

But now she is just an ordinary mortal, without any spiritual power in her body, and unable to control the Xuanji Pen.

The Xuanji Pen is her life-saving magic weapon. Only she can control it. Even the demon king Hengye cannot command it.

So in the end, there was only one path left for her -

"I have to recover my skills as soon as possible!"

As long as she has the ability to cultivate, she can control the Xuanji Pen to modify the plot.

Hengye blinked slowly and pointed out a very realistic problem: "Your body is not qualified for cultivation."

To put it bluntly, she has a very poor foundation, no talent for cultivation, and is a loser.

Yang Rongrong tried hard to think of a solution: "This is the demon world, there should be natural treasures that can cleanse the essence and marrow."

Hengye tilted his head and thought for a moment: "I can help you find the natural treasures, but even if you can practice, it will take you hundreds of years to recover to the level of the Spiritual Transformation Stage."

Yang Rongrong immediately frowned: "Hundreds of years is too long. I can't stay in this world for hundreds of years."

Heng Ye thought that being able to cultivate to the Spirit Transformation Stage in just a few hundred years was already an excellent talent. There were many cultivators who could not reach the threshold of the Spirit Transformation Stage in their entire lives.

Yang Rongrong looked at him hopefully: "You are more familiar with the demon world than I am. Is there any technique in the demon world that can allow people to quickly improve their cultivation in a short period of time?"

Hengye gave a quick reply.

"There are two ways."

Yang Rongrong perked up and asked eagerly, "Tell me about it."

"The first method is dual cultivation."

Yang Rongrong was stunned.

Hengye's face felt a little hot. If he was in human form at this moment, his cheeks would definitely be red.

Fortunately, he was in beast form now, with a thick layer of golden fur on his face, so it was impossible to tell whether his face was red or not. "If you can practice dual cultivation with me, my demonic power can enter your body through the essence, greatly improving your cultivation. This method will not make you feel any pain, and there will be no sequelae."

When he said this, his tone was very calm, as if he was talking about something ordinary, but in fact he was extremely nervous. His heart was beating very fast, his palms were sweating slightly, and his claws dug holes in the floor.

Yang Rongrong was embarrassed.

Dual cultivation is good, but it is not suitable for her.

She coughed lightly: "What's the other way?"

Hengye cleared his throat and said, "Another way is to swallow demon pills. Each demon pill contains the full cultivation of a demon. If you can digest a few high-level demon pills, your cultivation will increase rapidly in a short period of time. However, the risk of doing so is very high. If you are not careful, you will go crazy and even die."

Yang Rongrong fell silent.

In fact, she knew very well that there was no shortcut on the path of cultivation. Anyone who wanted to take the wrong path would most likely suffer the backlash in the end and end up losing more than they gained.

Hengye glanced at her secretly, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke carefully.

"In fact, dual cultivation is not as dirty as you think. We can communicate with our souls, and we don't need to do too much intimate behavior with our bodies. Besides, this is a storybook world, and everything is fake. Once we leave here, everything about dual cultivation will be erased. As long as you and I don't mention it, no one will know about it."

Yang Rongrong pinched her forehead and said, "I need to think about it carefully."

Seeing that she didn't refuse outright, Hengye knew there was hope, and his heart beat faster.

"Then think about it slowly. Tell me when you've made up your mind. I...I'm available anytime."

He knew that what he was doing was shameful and that he was taking advantage of someone's misfortune, but he couldn't help but look forward to it. The furry ears on his head shook slightly, and his dark golden eyes were filled with light.

I have to sleep in the mountain temple tonight, but there is only a statue of the god and a table full of incense, candles and offerings. There is no place to sleep at all.

She could only go find some firewood nearby, build a small fire in the temple, and then sit by the fire, wrapping her arms around her calves and resting her chin on her knees, intending to spend the night like this.

While she was dazed, she felt a furry thing beside her, so she opened her eyes and looked to the side, and found that it was Heng Ye who had squatted beside her at some point.

When he saw Yang Rongrong woke up, he rubbed against her again. His thick and soft fur was so comfortable that Yang Rongrong felt like she was rubbing against a large stuffed toy.

She relaxed her body involuntarily, with half of her body leaning lightly on Hengye.

Hengye was overjoyed, but he didn't dare to move for fear of scaring people away.

His body was not only soft but also warm. Yang Rongrong fell asleep again without realizing it.

Hengye had been observing her quietly. When he saw that she closed her eyes, he shook his big tail, and the fluffy and soft tail gently wrapped around Yang Rongrong's body.

He narrowed his eyes in satisfaction, his mouth corners raised, looking very happy.

Just after dawn the next day, Hengye heard footsteps. Knowing that someone was coming, he gently pushed Yang Rongrong.

Yang Rongrong woke up suddenly.

Hengye told her that someone would be here soon.

Yang Rongrong rubbed her eyes, stood up, picked up the orange on the table, peeled it and started eating.

Heng Ye is a demon king with a high level of cultivation. He has been fasting for a long time, so food is dispensable to him.

But Yang Rongrong can't do that. Now she is a mortal, and it is very important for her to have enough food and drink.

She had just finished eating two oranges when she saw the witch and the village chief appear at the door of the temple, followed by several strong young villagers.