Chapter 15: The Sweeping Demon Realm, the Demonic Spring

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After becoming demonized, if the price isn’t paid promptly, one would contract the demonic scar disease. Yet now, the price still hasn’t been settled.

After all, the cost of “making others shed tears” was always vague, with no clear definition of how many people must cry to count.

Could it be that two people crying isn’t enough?

Ren Jie glared fiercely:

“Cry! All of you, cry louder! Am I not hitting hard enough? Do you all look down on me?”

“That bald-headed fiery girl, if you don’t cry soon, I’ll burn off your eyebrows! Fatty, your father’s dead — why aren’t you crying? Start crying right now!”

The well-fed man was nearly collapsing. I’ve been slapping you with my face all along, haven’t you moved properly? And my father died — why should I be happy about that? What kind of perverse liking is this?

For a moment, the two cried even more fiercely, resembling a mournful wailing.

Ren Jie's gaze then fell on Wang Miao.

He grabbed him and punched him hard on the bridge of the nose.

Wang Miao’s nose collapsed, but he leaned against the wall, glaring at Ren Jie with all his might.

Ren Jie glared: “Why aren’t you crying?”

Wang Miao gritted his teeth:

“A real man is born under heaven, standing tall and firm! A man’s tears don’t fall lightly; I haven’t cried since I was five!”

“I admit today you’ve got me, but I don’t believe you dare kill me! Come on, try me! Make your move!”

Ren Jie raised an eyebrow. Today he’d met a tough one?

The mechanical arm aimed at Wang Miao’s face:

“Mechanical piston punch!”

The mechanical arm hammered back and forth like pistons, relentlessly pounding Wang Miao’s face, forcing his head to tilt back as his white teeth scattered everywhere.

The well-fed man watching felt their hearts sink halfway.

Yet after a series of small electric blasts, with a pile of emotional mist collected, Wang Miao’s face was swollen like a pig’s.

Still, Wang Miao didn’t cry.

Ren Jie grew anxious and aimed the piston punch at Wang Miao’s philtrum, hammering wildly!

“You’re just beating your head against a rock!”

Wang Miao’s eyes bulged, kicking and pulling his hair in pain — what kind of human torture is this?

Every punch was a critical hit!

“Hahaha, hit me! Hit me! If you break me, I’ll just get a mechanical body, even better than before!”

“You can defeat my flesh, but you’ll never overcome my spirit…”

Before he could finish, the furious Ren Jie raised two fingers and jabbed them into Wang Miao’s eyes.

“Ah!!! My eyes! My eyes!”

Now Wang Miao couldn’t hold on any longer, clutching his eyes and rolling on the ground, tears finally streaming down his cheeks.

The demon’s whisper echoed deep within Ren Jie’s heart:

“Price paid!”

That inexplicable sense of crisis vanished, and Ren Jie finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then his expression twisted oddly — was this really allowed?

No matter the method, as long as he made others cry, the price was considered paid?

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Narrowing his eyes, Ren Jie pressed his claw blade against the plump man’s neck.

“Last warning: don’t come looking for trouble again, or next time, I won’t go so easy on you!”

“Anning Laundry may be small, but it’s my whole world. If you dare touch it, I’ll make sure you lose everything!”

The plump man nodded repeatedly, tears welling in his eyes.

“Can… can we leave now?”

“Scram!”

The three fled hastily, rolling and scrambling out.

“Wait!”

“What… what is it?”

“Take off your clothes!”

Seeing Ren Jie stripped to nothing, the plump man’s face turned completely pale. In the end, could it be that he just wanted to work up a sweat?

Not interested in the fiery girl? Then that means he must be interested in…

Hiss~

“Take them off!”

Three minutes later, under the watchful eyes of neighbors, the three scorched and smoky figures bolted from the alley like giant black rats, jumped into a car, and sped away.

Not long after, Ren Jie, wearing a tight skirt and a torn blazer, emerged from the alley!

The neighbors gaped in shock, jaws dropping.

What on earth happened in that alley in such a short time to be so utterly ruthless?

Ren Jie had no choice — every time he caught fire, his clothes would burn to nothing.

Fighting really was hard on clothes!

He’d have to control the range of the flames next time.

With so many watching, he couldn’t just stroll back naked.

Thick-skinned, he dashed back to Anning Laundry. Tao Yaoyao burst out laughing when she saw him.

“Pfft… hahaha! Cross-dresser… the cross-dressing master!”

Ren Jie hit Tao Yaoyao irritably:

“What are you laughing at? You fell down the stairs yourself — didn’t that hurt? Next time this happens, call me early to handle it.”

Anning looked worried:

“What about them…”

Ren Jie soothed gently:

“Don’t worry. If we don’t teach them a lesson, the troubles will just keep coming. In this world, kindness is bullied, and a good horse is ridden hard!”

“Endless tolerance won’t earn respect. If they come back again, call the police immediately!”

“I’m heading out to work now, won’t be back for lunch. Yaoyao, I’ll bring you some good food tonight.”

Only then did Anning nod. Without Xiao Jie today, she didn’t know what she’d do. But the matter was done — just carry on with business as usual.

Ren Jie took a shower and changed into fresh clothes. Although he had gathered plenty of emotional mist from the three just now, the Mirror Lake space was nearly depleted…

Once the emotional mist was completely consumed, he’d probably transform into the notorious pervert Su Po again.

He had to find a way to collect more.

Also, he needed to prepare better for the price required by demonization. If he failed to pay when the time came, it would be disastrous.

With this settled, Ren Jie rushed into the kitchen, where chopping and juicing sounds came from.

Prepared, he slung his backpack and headed out. Today he had over a dozen part-time jobs to do.

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Walking down the street, Ren Jie thought again about his level — it was still too low. If that plump man brought higher-level Gene Warriors to trouble him, it would be hard to handle.

Gene Warriors cultivated by absorbing spiritual energy, right?

Spiritual energy… spiritual energy?

Ren Jie froze instantly.

Damn!

Spiritual energy? Right?

Why hadn’t he felt a trace of spiritual energy until now?

What was the point of cultivating then? How could he level up?

Suddenly, Ren Jie thought of a possibility.

He immediately messaged Old Sister Ji.

“Brother Jie: I have a friend asking — could it be that Demon Contractors need to cultivate using demonic energy?”

[Friend: Help me ask] screenshot

Old Sister Ji: (๑ ͡° .̫ ͡°) Tsk tsk tsk~

“Of course! Otherwise, why call it Demon Contractor?”

Ren Jie was dumbfounded.

That’s true.

Where would he get demonic energy?

On Blue Star, all spiritual energy comes from the Twelve Spirit Springs. After the spatial-temporal demon abyss appeared, the Overturning Heaven Demon Domain gradually took shape.

It corrupted the spirit springs into demonic springs.

Currently, the Overturning Heaven Demon Domain has five demonic springs; humans have two spirit springs, the demon clan three, and the spirit clan two.

Demonic energy only exists within the Overturning Heaven Demon Domain. Within the Great Xia territory, it’s all spiritual energy, with only trace amounts of demonic energy, so little Ren Jie couldn’t sense it.

To get demonic energy, he’d have to go to the racial battlefield or obtain demonic crystals mined from demon ores.

Neither method was accessible to Ren Jie now.

At that moment, Ren Jie’s consciousness stood over Mirror Lake, helplessly gazing at the Demon Tree.

“Where am I supposed to get demonic energy? Isn’t this trickery?”

But just then, as if sensing Ren Jie’s will, the Demon Tree swallowed the remaining emotional mist over Mirror Lake in one gulp.

Next, his body unleashed a powerful suction, drawing in a great deal of spiritual energy into Mirror Lake’s space.

Through the Demon Tree’s transformation, it converted into pitch-black demonic energy and infused it into Ren Jie’s body.

Ren Jie’s level jumped directly from Awakening Stage One to Awakening Stage Three.

Then, with the emotional mist exhausted, absorption and transformation ceased.

Ren Jie stood dumbfounded, then his expression gradually turned devilish.

“Hehe~”

The pervert had come online!