Chapter 362: Chapter 362

"It’s not the Pangu Race, could it be the Nuwa Race?" Black Mountain Demon was even more terrified and said, "If it’s the Nuwa Race’s snake spirits, that would be even more horrifying. They love nesting inside me and hollowing out my body."

"It doesn’t seem to be the Nuwa Race either," Tree Demon Granny said.

"Impossible! It’s either the Pangu Race or the Nuwa Race. Don’t you understand the black-and-white logic?"

"Then which race am I?" Tree Demon Granny asked.

"Are you...?" Only then did Black Mountain Demon realize he had made a serious mistake.

Actually, after Pangu separated heaven and earth, Nuwa appeared between heaven and earth. Nuwa created humans, who became the Nuwa race. But Nuwa was a descendant of the Pangu race, and by starting her own clan, this behavior was despised by the Pangu race, leading to conflict. Later, the camps of the Yellow Emperor and Chiyou emerged, and their battles revolved around tribal totem issues.

Therefore, it was said that the world consisted of either the Nuwa Race or the Pangu Race.

But in reality, such labeling was not entirely accurate, as over countless years, the trend of "moe-ification" became popular. This meant attributing human traits to various animals or inanimate objects, giving them spirituality.

And the Black Mountain Demon and Tree Demon Granny were products of this moe-ification, which meant they were creations of both the Pangu Race and the Nuwa Race, naturally falling into a different category.

Realizing this, Black Mountain Demon said, "Right, we are moe-ified creations, belonging to neither side. But humans are surely descendants of the two main tribes, so we must also see which side supports them."

"Black Mountain giegie, the girl who plucked your silly hair is named Lin Daiyu, a person from the Celestial Court. Theoretically, most people of the Celestial Court are descendants of the Pangu Race, but Lin Daiyu is different. Like me, she is a moe-ified plant creature."

"How many times have I told you, call me Black Mountain geigei, not giegie. I really hate that clipped accent, got it?" Black Mountain Demon said.

"Alright, alright, Black Mountain gaygay!"

Black Mountain Demon slapped across, and Tree Demon Granny only felt like her face crashed into a mountain.

"Forget it. I don’t want to fuss over terms, but since Lin Daiyu is also a moe-ified being, I’m not afraid even if she comes from the Celestial Court. I’ll let her pluck my silly hair. I’m going to meet her now!"

Black Mountain Demon finished speaking and strode forward.

Meanwhile, on Lin Daiyu’s side.

Lin Daiyu’s veins bulged all over, and even after three outbursts, she still couldn’t uproot the small willow tree.

Lin Daiyu said, "It’s no good; it seems like the roots are connected to the entire Black Mountain follicle. To pull it out, I’d probably have to lift the entire mountain’s scalp."

Doing the math, causing such a big scene over face could cost more than a few good meals, and wasting on face is not worth it.

"The least worthy thing in this world is face. Forget it. I won’t pull out this blocking willow tree today."

"Ah? Sister Daiyu, don’t give up so easily, push harder!"

"That’s right, Sister Daiyu, go for it, you can do it!"

The female ghosts behind her surprisingly chimed in with encouragement.

Now, Lin Daiyu felt very embarrassed.

If she didn’t pull, it would starkly contrast her initial unstoppable aura, and the female ghosts would definitely think she’s not capable. But if she pulls and fails, she’d have to call in a demolition crew, which is a big loss. Why waste so much over a small matter?

Just when Lin Daiyu was feeling a bit at a loss, a voice called out from afar: "Don’t pull. Don’t pull, or I’ll go bald!"

It wasn’t easy being the Black Mountain Demon. He had already invested heavily into maintaining this last silly hair.

It wasn’t just a mere strand of hair; it was his last stubbornness.

"It’s the Black Mountain President!" Upon seeing him, all the female ghosts turned pale with fear.

But Lin Daiyu, in contrast, acted as though nothing had happened.

She actually reached out to pull the small willow tree again.

"Ow, it hurts, I said don’t pull, why are you so disobedient?"

"Hey!~" Lin Daiyu exerted all her strength and kept pulling.

"Oh no, Sister Daiyu’s rebellious instinct is kicking in. If this goes on, she’ll offend the Black Mountain President!" The female ghosts thought fearfully.

"Ow, it hurts; can’t you hear?" Black Mountain Demon panicked, as the pain from his scalp was excruciating. His hair follicles felt like they couldn’t take it anymore; no matter how well-maintained they were, they wouldn’t hold.

"Ladies, the legend of Lin Daiyu pulling up willows is not unfounded. Watch closely today!"

Lin Daiyu roared, and her voice changed in tone. However, it was because of this that she succeeded in uprooting Black Mountain Demon’s last trace of stubbornness.

As expected of Lin Daiyu’s willow-pulling legend, it turned out to be true.

But the female ghosts were not amazed by Lin Daiyu’s prowess because they could feel the Black Mountain President’s aura leaking. Follow current novels on novel✦fire.net

"Oh no, it’s the Black Mountain Domain. Sister Daiyu, run, or you won’t be able to escape!" The female ghosts hurriedly warned.

"Run? Easy to say. Black Mountain... giegie, quickly deal with this rebellious girl, lest she thinks she’s the boss here!" Tree Demon Granny appeared from behind and surprisingly wrapped her arms around Lin Daiyu, restricting her movement.

"Cunning, you’re using judo on me, locking my body from behind!" Lin Daiyu was shocked, though a sly smile flashed on her face as she said, "Do you think this can restrict my movement?"

Lin Daiyu fell backward, pinning Tree Demon Granny beneath her.

Tree Demon Granny was flattened like a piece of paper and blown away by the wind.

But at this time, the Black Mountain Domain had already enveloped them.

Lin Daiyu suddenly remembered her mission, pointed at Black Mountain Demon, and shouted to the sky, "Cut! Cut! Cut! Director, this actor’s not following the script. If he gets me out, who will deal with those intruders at Lanruo Temple afterward?"

a thunderbolt descended from the sky, breaking through the Black Mist Domain and charring Black Mountain Demon to a crisp.

After all, if Lin Daiyu were eliminated early, the subsequent plot would fall apart, so even the heavens had to assist Lin Daiyu at this moment.

"This is the power of the plot!" Tree Demon Granny, now slightly deranged, ran off wildly.

Meanwhile, on Rosen’s side.

Rosen was just about to enjoy breakfast when lightning and thunder suddenly struck the sky.

"Strange, why is the weather forecast so inaccurate recently? It clearly said today would be sunny?"

Originally, Rosen had planned to do a set of national student radio exercises after breakfast, but seeing the changing weather, he lost the interest instantly.

After breakfast, Rosen picked up binoculars and peered into the distant sky.

He saw a scene that was hard to believe.

A very beautiful woman was digging a deep pit with an iron shovel.

Next to her was a withered tree with a pitch-black entity tied to it.

"This woman is so beautiful, but why is she digging? Could it be for planting vegetables? No way she’s eating dirt, haha."

Just after saying this, he saw the woman kick the tree along with the tied entity into the pit.

Looks like she’s planting after all.

Rosen put down the binoculars, feeling a sharp pain in his eyes. The beautiful woman was so dazzling that watching her too long hurt his eyes.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the Lanruo Temple door.

"Who would suddenly visit deep in the mountains?" Rosen wondered.

But he thought of possible visitors: "Could it be Xuantian?"

However, upon opening the door, Rosen saw that the visitor was actually the woman he had just seen through the binoculars.

"Hello, do you live nearby?" Rosen asked somewhat bashfully.

"Yes, it seems we’re neighbors," Lin Daiyu said with a smile.

"Neighbors?" Rosen instinctively looked toward the burial ground next to Lanruo Temple.

"Oh, neighbors." Rosen thought he might be overthinking it.

After all, seeing a ghost in broad daylight seemed impossible.

"Would you like to come in for some soy milk? Or maybe a banana?"

"Oh no, I prefer apples, I don’t like soy milk or bananas."

Upon hearing this, Rosen’s expression changed, and he stepped aside, "Well then, come in, let’s have a chat about life."

Lin Daiyu did not hesitate and slipped in like an eel through the space Rosen made.

"Ah, your body is so smooth, just like an eel."