Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 1354: Grown Weary of the World



Chapter 1354: Grown Weary of the World

Ning Shu made a sound of agreement and said lightly, “Hand this person over to me to deal with.”

“This...” The cultivators looked at each other. One cultivator said embarrassedly, “The villagers asked us to get rid of him. Without handing over his corpse, it will be hard to deal with the villagers.”

Ning Shu sneered inwardly. Since when did cultivators care about how mortals react? Ning Shu said lightly, “So you want me to kill him?”

“Senior, this person is a demon. We have to kill him,” said a cultivator.

Ning Shu became annoyed and slapped him out of the way.

“Come over here.” Ning Shu called the boy over.

The boy looked around for a moment, then walked towards Ning Shu. Both sides meant death, so he chose to die at Ning Shu’s hands.

“I will deal with this person.” Ning Shu lifted the boy up by his collar and left.

She never thought that lifting someone by their collar would feel so cool. No wonder Qing Yue liked to lift her up by her collar so much.

The boy struggled violently, wanting to get out of Ning Shu’s grasp. For a girl that wasn’t even as tall as him to carry him by the collar, it was simply...

His face flushed.

Ning Shu let go of his collar and asked, “Are you a half-demon, half-human?”

The boy said coldly, “I am of the demon race. Whether you want to kill me or cut me up is up to you.”

“Why don’t you say that you’re of the human race?” Ning Shu was a little surprised.

The boy sneered. “Humans? I’ve never considered myself to be part of the human race. It’s just a pity that I’m not a demon, either. Otherwise, I’d suck up the essence of all the humans.”

Ning Shu: ...

How much harm had he suffered? However, this was fairly normal. Humans and demons were incompatible with each other, just like water and fire. People like them, who had the blood of both demons and humans, were complete outsiders.

To the human race, they were abominable demons. To the demon race, they were inferior and humble bastards. Their lives would be equally hard on either of the two sides.

Xiao Susu’s days in the demon race could even be said to be an abyss of suffering.

Ning Shu said, “I am also a mixed-blood.”

The boy froze for a moment. “I don’t believe you.”

Demonic energy slowly emitted from Ning Shu’s body, causing the boy’s eyes to widen. “Then how are you so powerful?”

“I cultivated by myself,” said Ning Shu.

The boy grumbled, “Impossible.”

Ning Shu slowly floated up and looked down at him condescendingly. “I am even stronger than you think.”

The boy lifted his head, his eyes trembling. He knelt down towards Ning Shu. “Please accept me as a disciple. I want to become strong.”

Ning Shu’s expression was insipid. “When you become strong, you’ll take revenge on society, right?”

The boy didn’t understand what it meant to take revenge on society, but he understood the word revenge. He said gloomily, “They killed my mother.”

Ning Shu shook her head. “I don’t take disciples.”

“Please, I’m begging you! I’m willing to do anything.” The boy knocked his head against the ground. “I want to become strong, incomparably strong. Strong enough that no one will ever dare to talk about beating and killing me.”

Only when one was powerful could they control their own destiny.

Translator: Lili

Editor: Emi

TLC: Kaho


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