The Good-for-Nothing's Counterattack: Full-time Spiritual Master

In the quiet and peaceful courtyard, the sun shines through the mottled leaves, casting patches of light and shadow.

An Ci Ye looked at Qing Lan helplessly. At this moment, Qing Lan was teasing the Taotie lying beside him out of boredom.

An Ci Ye finally couldn't help but speak, breaking the silence: "Don't you have anything to do?"

Qinglan didn't even raise his head, and continued to fiddle with the small toy he gave to Taotie. He replied casually, "Yes, it's to urge you to practice."

An Ci Ye's mouth twitched slightly: "I can practice by myself."

Qinglan said "Oh" softly, still without stopping what he was doing, as if he didn't care about An Ci Ye's words.

An Ci Ye was silent for a moment, staring at Qing Lan, and said slowly: "I heard your conversation with Na Lan Yan last time."

This time, Qing Lan finally stopped what he was doing and looked up at An Ci Ye with a playful look in his eyes: "So, are you angry or furious?"

An Ci Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, with a complicated look in his eyes: "You also have double pulses."

Qinglan was not surprised at all and replied calmly, "Yes."

An Ciye took a few steps forward, stood in front of Qinglan, and asked with a burning gaze, "What is your purpose?"

Qinglan sat up gently, dusted himself off, and said nonchalantly, "It depends on how far you can cultivate and how long it will take you to die."

An Ci Ye was so angry at her words that he laughed: "Are you using me as a test subject?"

Qinglan spread his hands and said innocently: "Not really. I can cultivate dual meridians at the same time. I finally met someone like me. I want to know if you can cultivate at the same time."

An Ci Ye frowned and said firmly, "No."

A hint of curiosity flashed in Qinglan's eyes, and he asked, "Is it true? Can you only practice one?"

An Ci Ye sighed slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes: "At present, I can only give up one after I have cultivated to a certain level."

After hearing this, Qinglan showed a hint of disappointment on his face, curled his lips and said, "Well, that's meaningless."

After saying that, she lay down again and continued to tease Taotie, as if the conversation just now was just an insignificant episode.

Time turns.

Qinglan and Anciye sat side by side on a strangely shaped stone.

Qing Lan swung his legs, his eyes full of curiosity. He suddenly turned his head to look at An Ci Ye and asked, "Ci Ye, you are not from the Demon Realm, how come you grew up in the Demon Realm?"

An Ciye's expression suddenly turned ugly, as if the pain in his heart that he was most reluctant to mention was touched, and he said coldly: "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

Qing Lan was not willing to give in. She widened her eyes and said disapprovingly, "Why? This is not something shameful. I am not a demon."

An Ci Ye was slightly startled, and looked at Qing Lan in confusion: "You are not a demon?"

Qinglan nodded vigorously and said excitedly: "Yes, I was picked up by my brother from the God Realm. I don't know who my biological parents are, but my brother is very good to me."

Ever since she could remember, she asked Naranyan why she had no parents. Naranyan did not hide anything from her and told her everything.

She didn't think it was a big deal. She saved An Ci Ye because she knew that he also had the dual veins of gods and demons.

An Ci Ye smiled bitterly and said softly: "Then you are really lucky."

Qing Lan moved closer to An Ci Ye and said in a flattering manner, "It's okay. Tell me about it. We have known each other for such a long time. Don't hide it."

An Ci Ye was silent for a long time, as if he was struggling fiercely in his heart, and finally he spoke slowly: "I was also brought back from the God Realm by those two people."

Qing Lan's eyes lit up and he asked, "Then why did you kill them?"

An Ciye's eyes instantly turned cold, as if covered with frost, and he spoke word by word, "Because they deserve to die."

Qinglan blinked and asked tentatively: "They want your divine and demonic dual veins, right?"

An Ci Ye was a little surprised, frowned slightly and looked at Qing Lan: "You know?"

Qinglan smiled proudly: "I know a little bit. I heard my brother's men whispering about you before. They said you have double meridians, and many people are keeping an eye on you."

An Ci Ye sighed softly and fell into memories: "I was taken to the demon world when I was five years old."

He raised his head, looked at the sky shrouded in darkness, and slowly narrated his life story.

His original parents were a gentle and kind young lady from a noble family who was high up in the divine world, and a demon king who was famous and powerful in the demon world.

He has never seen his father.

When the tragic war broke out in the demon world, in order to protect his pregnant mother, his father reluctantly sent her back to the demon world.

However, the war was too cruel and his father eventually died on the battlefield, leaving them forever.

A few years after he was born, the people of the An family accidentally discovered the abnormality hidden in his body when they were in the realm of gods - the unique dual veins of gods and demons.

They killed his mother and took the young boy back to the An family.

Originally, they planned to perform a double vein transplant on him after he reached adulthood, so that they could take his unique spiritual vein as their own.

While he was out gaining experience, he got an opportunity. It was the inheritance left by his father. With this inheritance, he had the strength to resist.

What a night it was, full of blood, rain and wind, and screams in the An family mansion.

Relying on his father's inheritance, An Ci Ye burst out with amazing power and killed those who had hurt him and his mother one by one.

That night, the An family was flooded with blood, and corpses were scattered everywhere.

The fact that he was the only one with dual meridians also spread along with the bloody massacre.

As for the other person who possessed both divine and demonic veins, they did not dare to touch him. As a person without any background or strength, he became a target.

After the news spread, many people became concerned about his double meridians and were secretly ready to make a move.

But before they could do anything, he was carried away by the little kid.

Qinglan listened to his story with sympathy in his heart. He patted his shoulder gently and said firmly: "It's okay. I'm here for you. Just work harder on your cultivation, okay?"

An Ci Ye felt a little touched. It was the first time in his life that someone other than his mother cared about him so much.

Before he could say anything, he heard Qing Lan speak again carelessly: "From now on, I will be responsible for fighting, and you will be responsible for cleaning my ass."

An Ciye's face darkened, and he shouted unhappily, "Qinglan!"

He was so moved that he fed the dog.

Qinglan, however, acted as if nothing had happened, laughing mischievously, and his laughter echoed in this silent corner of the demon world.