Becoming evil makes you ten times stronger, but becoming a demon gives you hundredfold strength

Little Swallow held two large snow ice creams in her hands, one shaped like a dog and the other like a cat.

"Hmph!"

Little Swallow couldn't be bothered to pay attention to Meng Yu. She shoved a big snow ice cream into Meng Yu's mouth. As for the competition, she'd already given up. Even though she'd won against Meng Yu and advanced to two more matches, it was clear she couldn't win, and as for pre-match analysis, Meng Yu had kindly told her, "Friendship comes first, competition second."

There were just too many freaks.

"By the way, this is from her. Do you want it?"

Little Swallow pointed at a girl not far away and said to Meng Yu.

Big eyes, long lashes, and an expression of curiosity that made one irresistibly want to dote, resembling a cat, but with a hint of coquettishness. Upon noticing Meng Yu's gaze, she gently bit her lower lip and looked at him with deep, affectionate eyes, pulling him in irresistibly.

Little Swallow wasn't a socially awkward person like Meng Yu. Since her arrival here, she had made quite a few friends.

Well, like Little Swallow, all of them were great beauties.

"Ah, it's that precious?"

Meng Yu was stunned as he looked at the White Jade Bottle in Little Swallow's hand, as well as the logo on it.

The Immortal Sect's sale of alchemical elixirs followed strict regulations that had been manipulated by countless businesses for over ten thousand years; the ample profit had any power eager to make money within it, with various strategies allowing Meng Yu to easily verify through the anti-counterfeit code the value of the two bottles of medicine.

First Grade, top-quality Qi Replenishing Pills and Marrow-Cleansing Pills.

"What's the condition?"

"No conditions, she just said, she wants to be your friend."

Little Swallow said that.

"Then forget it."

Meng Yu sighed. Although he too was in dire need of medicinal pills, this kind of friendship was something he preferred not to get involved in.

He wanted to maintain his persona as an innocent youth, not become a womanizer, hoping to become an overnight sensation.

"I think she's quite sincere. She's from the Green Hill Clan."

"Ah? Where's the tail? The tail?"

Mentioning the Green Hill Clan, Meng Yu was no longer tired.

One of the big reasons why the Immortal Sect was able to be established, including the victory in successive wars, was the principle of equality between immortals and mortals.

Remember, the founders of the Immortal Sect were not fools. They insisted on this theory because it indeed worked.

Especially during times of war, the Servant Troops of the enemy would actually betray and strike back!

This equality was not only applicable to humans but also to all sorts of liberated races, like the beastkin, Flower Spirits, Ents... The Red Maple Ancient Tree in Hongye Prison was a being that had sought refuge with the Immortal Sect from the outside world. In exchange, it happily served in the Immortal Sect, letting them prune its branches and leaves and still thinking the Immortal Sect was generous, because in other worlds, trees had no rights—there was only mahogany furniture and timber.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

These plant spirits were okay, without any major issues, but other numerous races that sought refuge with the Immortal Sect brought with them their bad habits from other worlds. For example, the Green Hill Fox Clan, genetically predisposed to a higher female-to-male ratio, were drawn to young and talented men and were passionate. Moreover, they still maintained their decayed feudal mentality; even though the Immortal Sect preached total equality, they were willing to humble themselves... cough cough...

The girl, embarrassed, slightly shifted her body to reveal her fluffy big tail. She was thrilled to make Meng Yu's acquaintance, her tail fluffing up as she smiled.

Citizens of the Immortal Sect might discriminate against criminals, but the Fox Clan really wanted to befriend Meng Yu. The laws of the Immortal Sect guaranteed the right to life for ordinary citizens, but the foxes didn't think Meng Yu had done anything wrong.

Because the real geniuses of the Immortal Sect were quite proud and looked down on them.

Little Swallow looked at Meng Yu gravely, and Meng Yu looked gravely at the fluffy big tail. Little Swallow looked gravely at the pretty girl, Meng Yu looked gravely at the pretty big tail!

Ah, he finally understood why Little Swallow liked to pet cats!

"Forget it, forget it."

In the end, Meng Yu thought about it and still shook his head, "Things like human sentiments, best not to get involved with them."

After paying his respects to the girl, Meng Yu continued the conversation with Little Swallow.

"Alright, I've been wanting to ask you something, why did you choose the Fire Crow Sword Technique?"

This was a question that lingered on everyone's mind.

The Fire Crow Sword Technique was a ritualistic sword dance originating from the oldest of times, and now there were many more advanced swordsmanship techniques available, Meng Yu could have chosen something better.

"I'm a criminal, after all. The resources of the Immortal Sect are closed off to me."

Meng Yu laughed and talked about the ways of the Immortal Sect squeezing people dry for every bit of their worth.

In prison, everyone was encouraged to study hard, but that didn't mean all the cultivation techniques were provided for free. On the contrary, the cost of acquiring knowledge was even higher, and there were those in prison who ended up owing even more money.

As for the inner strength techniques and swordsmanship taught by other prisoners, Meng Yu could learn from them, but to treat them as his foundational cultivation technique would be irresponsible to himself. A single changed verse in an incantation could spell disaster for someone.

Then there were the resource issues, such as with the Vermilion Bird Divine Sword. Not only did it require three times the resources to cultivate, but it also required several very special items, which was another reason Meng Yu didn't practice it.

"You've had it hard."

Little Swallow's eyes reddened slightly, she felt compassion for Meng Yu.

"It's nothing, the Fire Crow Sword Technique doesn't need external items, it's quite good to cultivate."

Of course, there was another most important issue Meng Yu didn't mention, which was having a safety net. He needed to be ten times stronger, but only with Great Perfection could he have Sword Intent. So naturally, he chose the Fire Crow Sword Technique, which had a lower starting point.

He liked the feeling of a bird in hand, and of course, going to prison was Meng Yu's choice, he didn't regret it at all.

In fact, originally, he didn't have to go to prison at all. If he had just killed his uncle and then gone to his maternal grandfather's house, shown his Sword Intent, let his grandfather and the others think he had potential and so on, then those people would naturally not pursue the matter, even resolving the troubles of his uncle's family for him.

Afterward, he could have lived a safe and peaceful life, including going to university and then steadily climbing up.

At that point, he wouldn't let those people off and could continue to kill silently, which seemed comfortable, but there was a very big problem with this path. Are the law enforcement agents of the Immortal Sect really idiots? And would his grandfather and the others really not be on their guard?

In the end, he could kill a few people at most and then he'd be caught. At that time, what would become of him, with his extremely malicious intentions?

"Ah…"

The girl listened with tearful eyes, she could study many things comfortably in university.

Yet she had never imagined that Meng Yu had such a miserable past.

"Okay, let's not talk about that. I'm doing quite well now, aren't I?"

He smiled radiantly, as if everything that had happened in the past had not left any shadow on him.

The ice cream was sweet and silky, just like his life at the moment.

He seemed quite satisfied.