[Rebirth] The villain has a Virgin system

"So if I want to fight against the Demon Lord, I should have some shortcuts to practice?"

[Of course there is. 】

"What shortcut?"

[Powder sucking. 】

"Fan sucking?" Su Ye speculated, "It means absorbing other people's cultivation and becoming your own?"

[Fans, also called fans, come from Western fans.A qualified Madonna should have her own fans.The act of attracting followers is called 'following'. 】The baritone stated solemnly.

"So what does this have to do with improving my cultivation level...?" Suye swallowed the word "Mao".

[The Holy Mother can share fans' properties, spells, and cultivation. 】

"So... powerful?" Su Ye was shocked, but fortunately he had a quick reaction and swallowed the word "hang".

[Fans are divided into 7 levels: beginner fans, intermediate fans, high-level fans, loyal dog fans, brain-dead fans, believers, and holy spirits.Remarks: The first 5 levels can be upgraded by accumulating goodwill, and believers and holy spirits need to meet certain conditions to achieve. ] "It's so troublesome to be divided into so many types of fans, can you just tell me how to share their cultivation?" Su Ye was a little impatient.

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Level - Corresponding Favorability - Authority

Beginner fans - 10 - contribute 10% of money

Intermediate fans - 50 - Contribute 50% of the money

High-level fans - 100 - contribute 100% of the money

Loyal dog powder - 500 - Contribute 10% spell + cultivation base

Brain powder - 1000 - Contribute 50% of spells + cultivation base

Believers——10000——contribute 100% spells + cultivation

Holy Spirit——100000—contribute 1000% spells + cultivation base] Before Suye could react, he was smeared by the setting, and he was confused on the spot.

[If you have any questions, please feel free to communicate. 】The baritone said in a friendly manner.

"This, this means...the higher the fan level, the more money, spells, and cultivation I can share?"

[Yes, Our Lady of Su is extremely intelligent. 】The baritone flattered earnestly, 【The evaluation of fans has two dimensions, one is quantity, and the other is quality.If the Holy Mother of Su can attract millions of loyal dog fans, or a follower of the Da Luo Jinxian, then the Holy Mother system can burst out the power of the Nine Heavens God Thunder, sweeping the sky, Megatron in the universe, against the demon king, and there will be [-]% odds. 】Suye was completely stunned, his luck was so good that such an unpredictable Holy Mother system descended from the sky!

In fact, he doesn't care what will happen when the demon king is born in 1000 years. Suye is concerned about enjoying himself in time. If he can be king for 100 years, even if he will be wiped out after 100 years, he will be very happy.Therefore, he didn't take the "[-]% chance" that the baritone said.

"I did it!" Suye said loudly, "I did it!"

【What? 】The baritone is at a loss.

"I am willing to accept the entrustment of Lord Xianjun to save the Three Realms with love." Su Yechou said shamelessly.

As soon as the words were finished, a ray of light suddenly appeared in the darkness, cutting the distant scene in half, and the radiance grew bigger and bigger, making Suye's eyes ache.

He groaned and opened his eyes.

The blue sky is vast, the autumn wind is blowing, and the white clouds and mountains are slowly drifting over the head.

Suye found himself lying on his back on the street of Renmo Street.

He sat upright like a carp, and looked around, only to see a few children in luxurious clothes watching around him, with malicious smiles on their faces.

"Snapped"!A hard object hit Su Ye's forehead, the pain made him almost lie back.

"A dead child with no eyesight, even your father dares to hit you!" Suye jumped up to clean up these little kids, but when he jumped up, he realized that his height was about the same as them. He was shocked and turned pale. With his skinny little hand, he touched his face again, "I, what's wrong with me?"

【Mother Su, you are still alive. 】In Suye's mind, a positive baritone voice sounded, 【Now you have just turned ten years old. ] "What? I just turned ten years old?!" Su Ye's mind was full of these words.

[Mother Su, since you just mentioned the forbidden words 'not long eyes', 'dead' and 'Lao Tzu', so—] [Dangerous!Danger!Trigger punishment! 】

"Wait a minute, I can explain, I was just careless just now..."

[If someone hits you on the right cheek, turn the other cheek and let him hit you.

If someone wants to take your coat, let him take your coat too.

If someone forces you to walk one mile, walk two miles with him.

……

Love your enemies more.

Pray for those who persecute you. 】

Suye involuntarily embraced her arms, trembling.

Where did this chicken soup for the soul come from, I couldn't bear to listen to it.

So, the brats who were used to bullying day and night on the street saw a strange scene.

I saw that dirty waif, Suye, muttering pitifully to himself: "Someone hit me on the forehead, even the back of my head was exposed and let him hit it..."

The bear kids glanced at each other and curled their lips.

"Looks like he's crazy."

"It's boring."

"Let's go, let's go to Brother Zicheng's martial arts gym."

Watching the brats walk away helplessly, Suye was unable to catch up and beat them.

Because the Holy Mother system just told him that he would be punished by chicken soup for the soul x100 if he took the initiative to hit someone.

"Why is this beating someone on your own initiative? It's obviously a legitimate defense." Suye complained, "And you just said that someone slapped you on the right cheek, and even turned the other cheek to him—what kind of chicken soup is this? What I always insist on is Well, if someone beats me up, he won't even recognize his own mother!"

[How could the Holy Mother of Su think this way?It is wrong to use violence to control violence. 】

"Then why do you use violence to deal with the Demon Lord, you should use love to influence him."

[Uh...system failure!system error!Restarting, please wait a moment, processing some things...] A system that talks about him, why does it feel a little unreliable.Suye thought to himself.

"This is my home, Renmo Street!" Su Ye put his hands in his pockets, and walked up the street in a big way.

The dilapidated wine front of the old Zhang’s house on the street flutters in the wind, and the young and beautiful tofu Xi Shi greets the guests with a smile in the workshop next door. ...Ah, it's wonderful!

Although, for those Taoist cultivators, Renmo Street is a place where human scum gathers and demons run rampant, but for Suye who was abandoned by the human world, Renmo Street took him in and fed him, and it was his home. .

Unknowingly, he walked to the Zicheng Martial Arts Hall.

Looking at the towering cornices, Suye felt melancholy.

In the previous life, Ming Xuanyou moved in the elders and disciples of Yushenzong to avenge his Mingxuan family, and bloodbathed the street of demons.At that time, the animal head on the eaves of the Zicheng Martial Arts Hall was chopped off by Ming Xuanyou's sword and fell in front of Suye's feet. Suye still remembered that scene, there was smoke and dust rising everywhere, the sound of killing and begging... But the killing did not stop.

For the famous sword, Suye killed eighteen members of Mingxuan's family.

For the sake of justice, there are 44 households in Yushenzong Murder Street.

What is justice and what is evil? Is killing good or bad? ...

Suye had never thought about these questions, but when he stared at the still alive animal head in Zicheng Martial Arts Hall, he was entangled in various complicated clues.

"Bang"!

A black shadow approached, Su Ye couldn't dodge in time, and was slammed to the ground.

His ten-year-old body has no cultivation at all, and he fell to the ground, almost falling apart.

There was a burst of laughter around, and it was that group of luxuriously dressed brats again.

Su Ye didn't need to look up to know that they did it on purpose.

Although he doesn't like beating children, but now he is a child himself.

An eye for an eye and an eye for an eye are the principles he follows.

Suye casually grabbed a sharp stone and held it in his hand.

【Our Lady!Think twice! 】

The baritone suddenly spoke.

[If you take the initiative to hit someone, you will be punished by 100 times the Chicken Soup for the Soul, and the exchange time is two and a half hours of Chicken Soup for the Soul. During this period, no matter whether you eat or sleep, you will continue to receive re-education from Chicken Soup for the Soul. 】Suye snorted coldly: "I know." He squeezed the stone in the palm of his hand hard, and the tingling pain came.

【ah?Didn't you mean to hit them? 】

Su Ye lay down on his side, maintaining a curled up posture, with his side face pressed against the ground, listening quietly.

A light and almost silent footstep came behind him.

Those brats stopped yelling, but explained in a low voice in fear: "We didn't hit him, he fell down by himself..."

The warm palms covered Su Ye's neck, and the calluses from years of practicing hidden weapons were all over the pads of his fingers, and Su Ye could feel that someone's fingers were looking for his pulse.

There was nothing wrong with his pulse, it was just a little weak after being hungry for a few days.

After exploring, the other big hand supported Su Ye's armpit and hugged him up.

"I'm sorry that my newly recruited apprentices hurt you, you..."

Su Ye turned around and was facing a square face with tangled beard. Although his face was still young, his whole body exuded a mature and gentle aura.

This is the owner of the Zicheng Martial Arts School, the only Jindan Daoxiu in Renmo Street——Zicheng.

"Your face...is bleeding." Zicheng frowned.

The extremely thin young man in front of him had a pale complexion, a pair of black eyes half-opened, revealing a little confusion and fear, even though he had been homeless for many days and was exposed to the wind and sun, he could still see that he was a beautiful woman .

However, at this moment, half of this pitiful little face was stained red with blood. The blood flowed out from nowhere, but it was scarlet and terrifying, flowing from the left forehead to the cheek.

"Oh, he was injured, you beat him! It has nothing to do with me!"

"Obviously it was your idea!"

The children yelled for a while, but Zicheng frowned, a vertical line was deep, and he said in a deep voice: "No one is allowed to run, and you will be punished if you enter the hall, jack!"

"Ah, Brother Zicheng, please spare me!"

"We knew it was wrong!"

……

The children begged endlessly, and some even cried out on the spot in fright.

But Zicheng ignored them. Everyone knows that Zicheng is not easy to get angry, but no one can stop him when he gets angry. Besides, he likes children the most, and he hates children getting hurt the most—of course, those brats have been killed. He's classified as another species.

Zicheng carefully hugged Suye, and said briefly: "Don't be afraid."

Burying his face in Zicheng's generous chest, a certain little devil snickered, Human Devil Street is his territory, and he is doing things on his territory, sorry, he has a hundred ways to make it difficult for them to get along , but they are helpless.

It's just that the hand hurts like hell, damn it, is it easy to get this little blood?