Chapter 271 - 134: Can You Stop Modifying Already?

Chapter 271: Chapter 134: Can You Stop Modifying Already?

Eleven years have passed since then, so he should be in his thirties now.

And not long after my sister died, the man was transferred out of Hailing Province. His whereabouts are unknown."

Jiang Mu didn’t know what to make of it.

The time span was long, the information was vague, and she didn’t even have a name.

Trying to find one person in a sea of people like this was no different from searching for a needle in a haystack.

"It’s difficult, but not entirely impossible."

Jiang Mu said thoughtfully,

"The personnel transfer records for the Demon-slaying Bureau are shared between provinces. When I have time, I’ll help you look through the Hailing Province Demon-slaying Bureau’s roster from eleven years ago. We can filter for anyone who was under twenty at the time.

And we’ll check for any young Demon Slayer Envoys who were transferred away shortly after. That should narrow down the search."

"Really?"

Si Rumeng’s beautiful eyes lit up. "As long as you can help me find him," she said eagerly, "I’ll do anything you ask!"

"Don’t be so quick to make promises."

Jiang Mu waved his hand. "Even if I find him, I’ll need to investigate what really happened. I won’t just kill someone based on a one-sided account. After all, misunderstandings are all too common in this world."

Si Rumeng nodded, her expression regaining its cold elegance.

"Fine. I’m not an unreasonable person. If you find him, I have many questions I’d like to ask that scoundrel to his face. I want to see if he ever truly cared for my sister."

Jiang Mu glanced at the ruined temple around them and changed the subject.

"So, what’s your plan? Will you stay here at Meiruo Temple?

After such a huge disturbance, and with so many people having died here before, the Demon-slaying Bureau has already marked this place as a high-priority target for cleansing. Staying here will only attract endless trouble."

Si Rumeng calmed her turbulent emotions. She smoothed a few stray strands of hair at her temples and said faintly,

"Of course I can’t just stay here. In a moment, I will release the seal again to restore my strength and attempt to create an independent pocket dimension."

"You can create a pocket dimension?" Jiang Mu looked at her, surprised.

That was a high-level technique involving the Space Law, something usually only attainable by Cultivators of the Tenth Realm or higher.

Si Rumeng explained,

"I wasn’t idle when I was trapped in that pocket dimension in Black Mountain. I used my Innate Divine Ability, ’Myriad Woods Flourish,’ to secretly imprint some of the Law patterns from that space.

My Cultivation Level is only Tier Eight at its peak, so the dimension I create won’t be very large and will be quite crude, but it will be enough to live in.

It’s just..."

As she said this, she looked at Jiang Mu, her eyes glinting.

"Creating a dimension consumes a tremendous amount of energy and requires immense Demonic Power to sustain. In my current state, my Demon Pill could shatter at any moment.

So, I need you to be here with me. Use the Incense and Candle Power from the Buddha Lamp to help me stabilize my Demon Pill and act as a source of power."

’This woman really plans three steps ahead for every one she takes, always plotting an escape route,’ Jiang Mu marveled to himself.

’She’s a demon destined for great things.’

"Fine. Let’s begin."

「The two of them went to an open, elevated area behind the temple.」

Si Rumeng sat cross-legged, her long skirt fanning out around her like a bewitching violet blooming in the night.

Jiang Mu sat down opposite her.

He reached out and gently pressed a hand against her flat lower abdomen.

He could feel her Demon Pill.

Through the thin fabric, he could clearly feel the warm, smooth texture of her skin, rising and falling gently with her breath.

Si Rumeng’s body stiffened slightly.

Her long eyelashes trembled, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

Even though it was for healing and to act as her Guardian, such intimate contact still made her a little uncomfortable.

Forcing herself to remain calm, she closed her eyes.

"Let’s begin."

With a low cry, the suppressed Demonic Power in her body began to break free.

Tier Five, Tier Six, Tier Seven... all the way back to the peak of Tier Eight!

BOOM!

An immense demonic aura shot into the sky, coalescing behind her into the phantom of a towering ancient tree.

Its lush branches and leaves blotted out the heavens.

Fine beads of sweat dotted Si Rumeng’s forehead as her hands blurred, forming a series of hand seals. She sent streams of profound runes into the void.

"Open!"

she cried out sharply.

The space around them began to twist and fold.

An invisible barrier began to expand, attempting to envelop the entire Meiruo Temple and peel it away from the physical world.

However, the difficulty of creating an independent dimension far exceeded her expectations.

Merely erecting a basic framework exhausted most of her Demonic Power.

Under such an intense strain, her previously damaged Demon Pill let out an overwhelmed groan. The cracks on its surface began to spread.

Si Rumeng grunted, and a trickle of blood escaped the corner of her mouth. Her aura fell into disarray.

"Hold steady!"

Jiang Mu barked. The Demonic Qi in his palm and the Incense and Candle Power within the Buddha Lamp erupted simultaneously, pouring ceaselessly into her lower abdomen. Like a powerful adhesive, it sealed the fracturing Demon Pill.

As he injected the Demonic Qi, Jiang Mu’s eyebrows shot up.

He was surprised to discover that his Demonic Qi seemed to have a natural affinity for this type of spatial construction.

It was even more stable and far more potent than her Demonic Power.

The spatial walls that Si Rumeng had built with her Demonic Power stabilized the moment they came into contact with his Demonic Qi.

’In that case, I might as well give you some more building materials!’

With a thought, Jiang Mu stopped focusing solely on repairing her Demon Pill. Instead, he channeled a massive stream of Demonic Qi directly into the nascent pocket dimension.

Si Rumeng, who had been on the verge of giving up, suddenly felt the pressure on her lighten immensely.

To her astonishment, she found that the dimensional framework she had erected was being rapidly filled and reinforced by an overwhelming yet efficient power.

It was as if she had been toiling away, laying one brick at a time, only for a professional construction crew to show up with their own reinforced concrete and efficiently transform her condemned building into a fortress.

"This is..."

Si Rumeng’s spirits lifted. With no time for further thought, she immediately began to coordinate with this new power, accelerating the dimension’s creation.

But as the process continued, Si Rumeng gradually realized that something was off.

Logically, since this was a dimension she was creating with her Lifebound Divine Abilities, she should be its absolute master—its "landlord," so to speak.

But now...

As the black Demonic Qi permeated the space, she could feel her control over this new world slipping away, little by little.

It felt as if she had painstakingly provided the plot of land and the architectural blueprints, only for this guy Jiang Mu to waltz in with the building materials, not only constructing the house but also casually signing his own name on the property deed!

And she had gone from being the landlord to...

A grunt laborer doing the renovations?

’What is this guy doing?!’

Si Rumeng was on the verge of a mental breakdown.

Why was it that every time she tried to be a little cunning, this guy would mercilessly ruin her plans?

She had originally planned to use this pocket dimension to one day block the Buddha Lamp’s perception, sever her connection to Jiang Mu, and regain her freedom.

But now look at what had happened.

She had practically handed over her newly built "home," deed and all!

Si Rumeng tried to wrest back control.

But Jiang Mu’s Demonic Qi was too overwhelming; her efforts were futile.

Then, she noticed something else that made her scalp tingle with dread.

Jiang Mu’s hand was still pressed against her Dantian.

While he was helping repair her Demon Pill, it seemed he was also... modifying it?