Demonic Cultivation: Starting from a Horse Bandit

It is impossible to marry into the family, not in this life.

Without the Cui family, he can still embark on the road to becoming an immortal.

Yang Qizhu saw Xu Sanyan's resistance, but he didn't force it. It would be best if he could marry into the family, but it didn't matter if he couldn't.

"If Mr. Xu is interested, you can come to the Cui family to find me after meeting my father. I will take my leave first."

Xu Sanyan raised her hand to signal, "Wait, may I ask if the Cui family has any precious medicine?"

Yang Qizhu paused slightly and nodded, "Of course we do."

"Can you share some with me?"

Yang Qizhu asked curiously, "What does Mr. Xu want the precious medicine for?"

Then he realized that he was talking too much, "How much does Mr. Xu want? I'll give it to you."

Xu Sanyan shook his head, "I need a lot, so I'll buy it at the price. I owe you a favor."

Favors are very important to people who value reputation, but to Xu Sanyan, they are no different from farting.

If necessary, he can owe 10,000. Anyway, it's just a matter of talking, and he can just deny it when the time comes.

His behavior is obvious to all. He stabbed his brother in the back in Dafeng Town to steal his skills, deceived a young boy to ask for skills, slept with his stepmother in Tai'an City, and joined forces with outsiders to kill his own leader in exchange for precious medicine.

In order to seek rare objects, he killed young girls in the wild and killed innocent people in Shannan Village. In order to block the news, he slaughtered all his subordinates. In order to strengthen his body, he spent money to buy the lives of prisoners in the prison. It can be said that he did all kinds of evil things.

People like him have extremely flexible moral bottom lines.

But Yang Qizhu didn't know that for her, the favor of a Tianren realm warrior was still very valuable, so she readily agreed.

Finally, the two discussed and decided to buy 20 plants at the normal price of 10,000 taels of silver per plant.

The production of precious medicine is very small, and even a powerful family like the Cui family does not have too much on hand.

Xu Sanyan didn't have much silver left, only about 800,000 taels, most of which were found by Zhu Yong from Magistrate Lu's house.

The two agreed to trade at Cui's house the day after tomorrow.

After seeing Yang Qizhu off, Xu Sanyan stood in front of the window, staring at the gradually thickening night, thinking about the pros and cons of the three forces in his heart.

He was more inclined to Yang Qizhu in his heart, or to be more precise, he coveted the cultivation items in her hand.

"Cui Yousheng..."

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The next morning, white frost hung on the branches, and the wild dogs on the roadside curled up with their tails between their legs, as if they also felt the cold.

At the city gate, two figures walked side by side with horses, they were Xu Sanyan and Bai Wuxia.

"The weather is getting colder..."

Xu Sanyan looked up at the sky and murmured.

"Yes, another year is almost over." Bai Wuxia said.

Xu Sanyan shook his head. He was not lamenting the years, but missing his hometown. In a blink of an eye, he had been in this world for almost a year.

"Let's go."

The two of them got on their horses and headed towards Xiangcheng.

The sun gradually rose, dispelling the chill on their bodies. Although they were not afraid of the cold with their cultivation, it was always more comfortable to be warm.

At the same time, in the center of Xiangcheng.

In a gorgeous courtyard, the eldest son Yang Xinyi sat in a stone pavilion, holding a book in his hand and reading it carefully.

Outside the stone pavilion, a dusty young man knelt, banging his head on the ground, not daring to raise it for a long time. Looking closely, the young man's body trembled slightly, as if he was trying his best to endure the fear in his heart.

After a while, Yang Xinyi put down the book in his hand and gently rubbed his eyebrows, "You mean, you messed up the matter, and Wang Chengming died, right?"

The young man slowly raised his head, it was Yang Xinyu, the fifth son of King Rui. At this moment, he was no longer as arrogant as before, his eyebrows were full of fear, and he argued excitedly,

"Brother... It's all Wang Chengming's fault. He insisted on instigating me to find out the details of Xu Sanyan..."

Yang Xinyi glanced at him coldly, "You can mess up such a simple thing, what use do I have for you!?"

"If it weren't for your mother's face, I really want to kill you!" Yang Xinyi's tone was cold and frightening.

Yang Xinyu knelt on the ground and kowtowed frantically, "I was wrong, brother, I will never dare to act on my own again, please forgive me once."

In Yang Xinyu's heart, he was full of fear of this half-brother. He knew too well this elder brother who was kind on the surface but extremely twisted and dark in his heart.

He is inhumane and can do anything.

There is a dungeon built in the mansion of the eldest son. Yang Xinyu was "fortunate" to go there once. Just one look at it made his young heart suffer a heavy blow.

What a hell on earth it was. Every time he thought of it, he couldn't help but tremble.

In the dungeon, the skinned girl screamed hoarsely and shrilly.

The man who was cut into a human pig was hung on the wall, his tongue was cut off, his ear canal was filled with mercury, and only a pair of eyes revealed endless despair. Moreover, someone delivered food every day, and he couldn't die.

The dog-like woman lay naked on the ground, mentally ill due to the cruel punishment, with only two blood holes left in her eye sockets, and her eyeballs had long disappeared.

Deeper in the dungeon, there were hundreds of densely packed cells, each of which held a tortured prisoner. They had various identities before, either the family of a general or the yamen runners in charge of the place.

But when they came here, without exception, they just wanted to die.

The more Yang Xinyu thought about it, the more anxious he became. He was afraid that one day he would appear there too.

Thanks to his mother, Concubine Huan, who was beautiful and served the Yang family father and son very well, the eldest son let him off the hook.

As a son, how could he not know about the affair between Yang Xinli and Concubine Huan? But he dared not make it public. Once the matter was leaked, no matter what others did, he would surely die.

Outsiders only saw that he was the youngest son of King Rui and was doted on, but they did not know that he lived in torment and pain every day.

Every time he saw his mother forcing a smile and being forced to flatter the perverted and cruel father and son, his heart felt like a knife was twisting, and he wished he could give up his life and die with them.

But he did not dare. He knew that with his current cultivation, this move was tantamount to hitting a rock with an egg. Not only would his life be in danger, but his mother would also be implicated.

So he could only practice desperately in the hope of killing his elder brother and father one day!

If there was a choice, he would never be reborn in a royal family.

Yang Xinyi didn't know what his brother was thinking, and said calmly, "I heard that Wang Chengming has a daughter who is pretty. Bring her to me."

"Yes."

Yang Xinyu quickly agreed. He had seen Wang Chengming's daughter. She was a little girl about his age. She had not yet reached the age of marriage. I'm afraid she will never have the chance to reach the age of marriage...

"What about the rest of the Wang family..." Yang Xinyu asked tentatively.

Yang Xinyi glanced at him, without a trace of emotion, "Do you still want me to teach you?"

"I'll do it right away." Yang Xinyu lowered his head and retreated silently.

When he walked away, the eldest son spread out the book in his hand, and there were a few big words written on it,

"Heart-killing Yin-eating Skill"

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