Chapter 8: The Nether Evil Resentment Seed

When Coal Ball saw Yin Li, it trembled all over, and its shiny black eyes gleamed with a frightening yet excited light as it leaped toward him.

The scene resembled a foolish Husky dashing toward its owner, tongue lolling out and sprinting at full speed.

Earlier, it had caught the scent from that woman!

Those with a malevolent fate possess an endless supply of extreme yin and cold energy, which it loved the most!

It wanted to absorb it, absorb it, absorb it!

Thinking this, it immediately tried to bite Yin Li’s neck but stopped when it noticed his cold, sinister gaze fixed upon it.

“Do you wish for my death too?”

“Awuuu~” Coal Ball whimpered, clinging to Yin Li’s neck and refusing to let go.

It even extended a paw in front of him as if gesturing something.

“I see,” Yin Li nodded, the coldness on his face disappearing, replaced by the weariness of someone tormented by illness.

“Do as you please.”

Excited, Coal Ball clapped its paws and began eagerly absorbing the invisible yin energy from him.

Jiang Niannian stood off to the side, utterly bewildered.

The communication between man and beast was seamless, but why couldn’t she understand what Coal Ball was saying?

It was supposed to be her spirit beast, yet she felt like the outsider.

“Cough cough cough cough… It’s the soul-devouring power.”

Yin Li explained, coughing as he looked at Jiang Niannian.

“The Moon Shadow Beast sustains itself by absorbing yin energy, so it often appears in places like mass graves where yin energy is abundant. Though it was born in the Netherworld, it ended up in the human world for some reason…”

He paused, then added with a bitter smile, “My Yin constitution can provide it with the Yin energy it needs.”

“Is it harmful to you?”

“No.”

“Are you hungry?” Jiang Niannian asked.

Yin Li nodded, his long eyelashes drooping like a delicate porcelain doll, so fragile that one couldn’t help but feel compassion.

…

“The color resembles amber, akin to true gold. When consumed, it dissolves, robust like snow, rich and smooth, extraordinarily special,” Jiang Niannian read from the [Essential Skill to Benefit the People] as she followed the instructions, preparing the roasted pig.

She positioned the pig, brushed it with sugar water, propped it open with wooden sticks, and tied its limbs.

With a casual hand gesture, the wood beside her burst into a bright flame.

Jiang Niannian rotated the spit to ensure even cooking, turning the pig’s skin a deep red color.

“Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle…”

The pig’s skin turned red and crispy, while the meat inside became tender and juicy, filling the air with an irresistible aroma.

Yin Li, holding Coal Ball, sat on the steps, watching her work in a daze.

He was now draped in a cloak, one that Jiang Niannian had handed him earlier.

The courtyard was surrounded by lush bamboo, bathed in warm sunlight, with a peaceful atmosphere.

Inside the fenced area, the tied-up spirit pig watched in horror as its big brother was roasted, emitting pitiful wails.

“What’s your name?”

Yin Li suddenly asked, his tone still cool but with a hint of warmth.

“High-quality ingredients often require the simplest cooking methods… What?”

Jiang Niannian was so focused on roasting the pig that she didn’t catch his question.

“Your name,” Yin Li repeated.

“Oh, my name is Jiang Yan, but everyone calls me Niannian. You can just call me Niannian,” she replied with a smile.

“Nian..nian…” Yin Li murmured, averting his eyes.

She wasn’t the most beautiful person he had ever seen, but at this moment, her smile was as radiant as sunlight, making her incredibly captivating.

【Affection level +10, points +1000, current affection level: 40, total points: 560.】

Not long after, the pig was fully roasted.

Jiang Niannian cut off a few pieces and placed them in a bowl, offering them to Yin Li.

She had chosen the best parts, tender and succulent.

Yin Li stared at the meat in the bowl; his heart stirred.

She treated him so kindly, rekindling his attachment to the mundane pleasures of the world.

If she ever decided to leave him one day, how would he cope?

“What’s wrong? Why aren’t you eating? Don’t you like it?”

“It’s not that,” Yin Li replied hoarsely. He then asked, “Will you leave me one day?”

Jiang Niannian was taken aback but quickly responded, “I will always stay by the young master’s side unless the young master no longer wants me. Let’s make a pinky promise.”

Her voice was gentle and soothing, like a soft stream easing into his heart.

Yin Li looked at her extended hand and muttered, “Childish.”

But he still reached out and linked his pinky with hers.

“Eat up now; it’ll taste bad if it gets cold. I worked hard to make this… Or do you want me to feed you?”

“No need,” Yin Li said as he picked up the chopsticks, stuffing a piece of pork into his mouth.

He was starving, and as the fragrant roast pork entered his stomach, he began eating faster. All the etiquette his master had taught him was thrown out of the window. Left only with the most instinctive desire to survive and eat remained.

Some oil had accidentally splattered onto his black hair, and Jiang Niannian smiled faintly, wiping it off with a white handkerchief.

“Eat slowly; there’s plenty more. If this isn’t enough, there’s still another pig waiting to be roasted.”

As soon as the words fell.

Yin Li: The eyelashes tremble slightly, and the tips of the ears are slightly red.

Humming Pig: Look up to the sky and sigh; my life is over!

Meanwhile, at Baihe Temple.

In the cold, illuminated hall, a person stood on the high platform, his expression indifferent.

His black hair flowed down to his waist, and he held a horsetail whisk in his hand.

He remained motionless like a stone statue, his white robes stark against the background.

He stared solemnly at the Nine Profound Heavenly Mirror in the formation.

Outside, another man hurried in—none other than the sect master of the Rimuli Sect, Yin Ruoxu.

With a wave of the whisk in Shi Jing’s hand, the image in the mirror disappeared.

“I see now why my divination failed to detect them,” he said, looking at Yin Ruoxu with a hint of emotion.

“I sent you a message at dawn. Why are you only here now?”

Yin Ruoxu forced a smile.

“My son’s birthday is tomorrow. I had to personally oversee the preparations… Tomorrow is also Li’er’s birthday… But enough of that. Lord of Fate, you called me here so urgently; what is the matter?

Shi Jing’s tone was unusually serious.

“Last night, while observing the stars, I saw that the The Nether Evil Resentment Seed has descended into the world. Chaos will soon engulf the land.”

“How could this be!”