I Just Wanted To Live but I Somehow Became Better Than the Protagonist

But Not Sleepy Anymore

“How can that human run so fast? It’s as if he vanished into thin air.” A few demons hovered in mid-air, their spiritual senses extending for several kilometers. With their excellent eyesight, they could clearly see the caterpillar on a distant tree trunk, yet they couldn’t find a trace of a person.

“He clearly came this way.”

“How strange.”

At that moment, a transparent figure passed beneath them. Having learned from the last encounter with the Blood Flame Sect, Ye Yong was well-prepared this time: invisibility, reduced presence, breath concealment, and even silencing his footsteps with a sound-dampening talisman. As long as he didn’t make any large movements, even a Transformation Stage or Void Stage being would find it hard to detect him, unless they possessed some divine ability that could pinpoint his location like the Star-Moon Disk.

After walking a distance, Ye Yong should have waited for them to disperse before taking the little magic carpet back to the sect. However, he stopped in his tracks for a simple reason: those demons were potential threats sent by Peng Zhang to capture him. Since they were all gathered together now, it was the perfect opportunity to lure them into a trap and eliminate them… After all, demons at the Transformation Stage were treasures in their own right.

Then Ye Yong thought of how Peng Zhang had no shortage of lackeys. Once he dealt with these, new ones would soon appear, and he quickly dismissed the thought.

“Why not place a tracking system on them? When Peng Zhang sends them out, I can know their exact movements, making it easier to hide.”

Ye Yong had previously purchased GPS tracking items for the puppet mice from the system shop. He recalled a high-grade tracking item, similar to the Star Power that Night Qingwu had cast on him, which wouldn’t cause any discomfort to the host and would be undetectable under normal circumstances.

There were a total of six demons. Ye Yong gritted his teeth and spent nine thousand reversal points to buy six tracking items and a fifth-grade Wind Escape Talisman.

Products from the system were guaranteed to be top-notch. This fifth-grade Wind Escape Talisman could unleash a wind escape technique equivalent to the late Transformation Stage, making the three thousand reversal points well spent. Ye Yong quietly approached them and placed the items on them.

“Eh? Why does it feel like a cold wind just blew by, sending chills down my spine?”

“Indeed.”

“Could it be that there are ghost cultivators here?”

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“There’s no sign of negative energy either.”

“What time is it? Let’s not focus on trivial matters. If we can’t find the human that Young Master Peng mentioned, what should we do?”

“Young Master Peng just wanted us to clarify the other party’s identity; he didn’t ask us to bring anyone back. If it comes to that, we can just make something up.”

“That’s a good idea, quite clever. It’s clearly just a pig spirit.”

“Pigs are very intelligent, you know! Don’t be biased!”

As for what they concocted, Ye Yong had no idea; he had already walked far away. After all, they were a group of mid-stage transformation demons. Being too close for too long could still lead to detection.

Looking at the six light points appearing on the electronic map, Ye Yong felt quite satisfied. As long as they were still alive and in the Kunlun realm, he could track their movements no matter where they went, unless they carried powerful interference artifacts or were within a strong formation.

Having spent nine thousand reversal points, Ye Yong, who had just wanted to kill them moments ago, now hoped more than anyone that they could live a little longer. After all, Ye Yong understood Peng Zhang’s character very well; he was extremely arrogant yet unusually cautious. Even though he could summon a large number of sycophants with a wave of his hand, he wouldn’t just accept any demon that came along. Those who could work by his side had all passed his tests; as long as they didn’t make serious mistakes, Peng Zhang wouldn’t casually dismiss them, because cultivating loyal subordinates was very important.

——

No unexpected incidents occurred, and a day and a half later, Ye Yong returned smoothly to Tianluo Sect.

He kept a low profile the entire time, and hardly anyone knew he had left.

Using a communication talisman to report his safe return to the two vice sect masters, Ye Yong had just stepped into the mountain gate of the Yinhua Hall when he was surrounded by his senior and junior sisters.

Every time he went out, he couldn’t hide it from them. They only asked him where he had been out of formality; in reality, they didn’t care at all, as long as there was a reason to hold a feast. This time, they used the excuse that Ye Yong had been in seclusion for so long and must have gained a lot, celebrating his advancement.

That evening, the Yinhua Hall was filled with singing and dancing. Ye Yong also noticed that the more they feasted, the faster their cultivation improved. It seemed everyone wanted to show off in front of him, creating a positive cycle that accelerated their training speed. Moreover, Ye Yong’s understanding of music and painting was far superior to theirs; just a little guidance during the banquet could resolve the issues that troubled them.

After the feast, Ye Yong began to distribute the spoils—no, he took out a portion of the resources gifted by the Songwa Sect and shared them with his senior and junior sisters.

No reward without effort; under normal circumstances, his senior and junior sisters wouldn’t accept anything he offered. But just as they always found reasons to hold a feast, Ye Yong could also find a way to justify it. For instance, this time he said it was to keep the outing a secret; anyone who refused would be seen as wanting to leak information. With such a big hat thrown on them, his senior and junior sisters could only accept it with tears in their eyes.

Back in his courtyard, looking at the resources he had given out—less than half—Ye Yong fell into deep thought.

While others found cultivation resources scarce and dwindling, he was accumulating more and more, to the point where he was starting to feel overwhelmed by the sheer volume. To be honest, he hadn’t even counted his current wealth; he only knew it was comparable to the treasury of a large family.

Should he go home again and stuff some more for his mother?

“Young Master, what’s wrong? Did you encounter something troubling while you were out?” Wu Xue, who rarely stayed awake during the feast, noticed Ye Yong sitting in the living room chair with a slight frown and couldn’t help but feel concerned.

“Not really, I just suddenly feel overwhelmed by the treasures; I don’t know how to deal with them all at once.”

Ye Yong’s words made Wu Xue fall silent. So having too many treasures could also be a source of trouble? This was beyond her understanding, something a mere maid like her couldn’t grasp or respond to. After a moment of thought, she said, “Young Master, you’ve been out for many days, weary from travel. Why not take a bath? By the way, Sister Xiaoxiao got some flower essence yesterday. She said if you mix it in hot water while bathing, it can relieve fatigue and refresh your mind. She shared some with me; you could give it a try.”

Hearing this, I’m no longer sleepy.

Ye Yong immediately perked up. No wonder he always felt something was missing; it turned out that after cultivating, his need for baths had significantly decreased, reducing the occurrence of such indulgent events. According to international custom, Wu Xue would definitely barge in during his bath to help scrub his back and such.

Once a pure girl who would faint from a mere kiss, now she actually understood the concept of providing benefits.

My little Xue has gone astray… I hope she learns to be even naughtier next time.

Ye Yong nodded calmly on the surface, “You go prepare.”

“Okay.” Wu Xue replied crisply and turned to leave.

About ten minutes later, just as Ye Yong was contemplating how to tease the little cutie, Wu Xue returned to inform him that the hot water was ready.

Seeing her slightly shy gaze and flushed cheeks, Ye Yong felt an impulse to pull her in right then and there. But after thinking it over, he decided it would be better for her to prepare herself mentally before entering, so he stepped in first.

Although the Kunlun realm leaned towards the ancient, it wasn’t lagging behind in terms of fantasy.

A large stone bathtub, carved from the middle of a rock, was filled with vibrant flower petals, and a dragon-shaped faucet on the wall was slowly pouring out hot water.

Ye Yong rinsed his body first, then jumped into the hot water. The fragrance of the petals indeed worked wonders in relieving fatigue. He sat on the edge of the tub, tapping his fingers on the surface, waiting for the little lamb to willingly run into the big bad wolf’s mouth.