I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon

“Blood of the Wind Master?” Ling Pingan looked at the glowing object in his hand and examined it carefully.

Finally, he received a notification: This is an unknown magical item that has been sealed by some strength. You can choose to pay 2,000 nightmare points to unlock its seal. You can also entrust other players with appraisal skills to appraise this item.

After Ling Pingan paid 2,000 nightmare points, he received the complete data of this item:

Polluted Blood of the Wind Master–content: 10 milliliters.

Usage: Edible: This allows you to obtain the power of Wind Master. If you have obtained the power of Wind Master, it would strengthen it!

Method of Using: Summons gale or hurricane or typhoon to attack your enemy (depending on the amount of Blood of Wind Master you have!).

Description: This is the blood of a fallen God.

Ling Pingan looked at the description, thought for a moment, and chose to eat it.

Thus, he only saw his character. He raised his neck and stuffed the glowing thing into his mouth.

Then, he received a notification: Dear player, you have consumed: Polluted Wind Bo’s blood 10 milliliters. Your character’s Blood of Wind Master’s concentration has increased!

In his status bar, a new attribute suddenly appeared: Blood of the Wind Master concentration 1% (15 milliliters).

It seemed that the attribute would only appear in the status bar when the concentration reached 1%.

Soon, another notification appeared: Dear player, your skill: Strength of the Wind Master LVL 5 has been strengthened!

Ling Pingan looked and found that the damage of the skill had increased. From the original mental attributes X1.6 additional damage, it had become the mental attributes X2 additional damage. In addition, the description of the paralysis effect went from a ‘certain probability’ to a ‘10% of probability’.

And the passive HP recovery had also increased from 10% to 15%.

“So…” Ling Pingan scratched his head. “The game strategy for this dungeon is to kill other monsters or people who have the blood of Wind Master?”

He shook his head and walked towards a treasure chest that appeared beside the tall man. He reached out and touched it, only to find something that seemed to be a notebook.

He took a look and got the name of the notebook: Beian Village Diary.

“Is this the diary he wrote in this village called Beian Village?” Ling Pingan scratched his head and put the notebook away.

Then, he looked at the corpse in front of him and sighed, “It’s a pity!”

“I’ll do a good deed and bury you in peace!”

He dragged the corpse and dug a pit in the mulberry forest.

After the pit was dug, he thought of the female corpse from before. After some thought, he dug a pit beside the pit.

He buried him and the female corpse in it and covered them with soil.

Looking at the two new tombs, Ling Pingan sighed. “I don’t know your names, nor do I know your past…”

“But I still hope that you can rest in peace!”

Even though he knew that these two corpses were just two game characters.

To be more precise, they were just two pieces of code.

However…

He still couldn’t watch helplessly as these two corpses were exposed in the wilderness!

To the people of the federal, burying the dead in peace was the final wish of all the dead.

After burying them, Ling Pingan sighed and walked back the way he came.

At the same time, he started to prepare his words to say later.

“I have to think of a way to trick that little girl!”

He had probably guessed the truth of this matter.

That tall man was probably the ‘father’ that Ah Ning mentioned.

That female corpse was probably the ‘beautiful mother’ that Ah Ning mentioned.

Ling Pingan didn’t know what had happened that caused the tall man to turn into some zombie.

However, he was sure that the man’s last bit of rationality had prevented him from hurting his daughter.

“Is this the great love of a father?” Ling Pingan shook his head and walked back to the village.

He walked to the red brick and green tile house and knocked on the door lightly. “Ah Ning! Ah Ning!”

Creak. The door opened.

The little girl holding a small oil lamp blinked her beautiful eyes on her red face.

“Big brother!” She asked sweetly, “Have you found my father and mother?”

Ling Pingan looked at her, squatted down, and said, “Big brother found them!”

She immediately jumped up in joy, “Big brother, where are my parents?”

“They have to do something…” Ling Pingan said softly, “They have sent me to tell Ah Ning about this…”

“They said, tell Ah Ning to wait at home obediently!”

“Wait for them to come back…”

“Oh!” The little girl nodded with a little grievance, “Come in, big brother!”

Ling Pingan nodded and walked in.

The little girl was very young, but she walked like an adult.

She led Ling Pingan through the courtyard and arrived in front of a house. Then, she pushed the door aside and put the oil lamp on the ground.

The oil lamp lit up the room.

Under the dim light, the furnishings of the house appeared in front of Ling Pingan.

Obviously, that was a study room.

There was a desk by the window, and a pen stand stood on the desk.

There was also a letter on the desk.

The owner of this study room left suddenly when he was writing the letter.

Therefore, his brush was still in the inkstone.

Ling Pingan walked over, picked up the unfinished letter, and read it.

“Brother Youchu, long time no see. How are you today, Brother Youchu? I’ve been serving in Beian for four years now! How is brother Youchu doing in Jingan?”

Ling Pingan read the letter with a sof voice, and soon he knew that it was a letter asking the person to take care of his daughter.

In the letter, the owner asked a friend named Youchu, who was in a quiet place, to come to Beian to take care of his wife and daughter.

“So…” Ling Pingan held the letter. “He knew something was going to happen to him?”

“Big brother…” Ah Ning walked up to Ling Pingan and asked innocently, “Ah Ning wants to go to bed…”

“Oh…” Ling Pingan laughed. He finally remembered that in this game world, it should be late at night, probably about 2 a.m. to 3 am.

However, this little girl had been holding on.

She was waiting at home alone.

“Then shall big brother put Ah Ning to bed?” Ling Pingan asked Ah Ning.

“Yes!” Ah Ning nodded obediently.

Ling Pingan held her hand and walked to a bed in the study room. He carried her onto the bed and covered her with a blanket.

The little girl quickly fell asleep with a pillow.

Ling Pingan looked at the little girl and sighed.

Although this was just a game, the little girl’s obedience was a little too real.

He gently took out the booklet from his body and walked to the door. He picked up the oil lamp and placed it on the desk.

Then, he opened the booklet.

Rows and rows of the regular script came into view.

Year 350 of the Yongli Calendar, summer, May 13th.

The daughter of mine that was given birth today… is named Ah Ning. I am very glad to be able to hold a banquet in our hometown.

“The Yongli Calendar?” Ling Pingan frowned as he thought of the flying suit and the spring embroidery saber he was wearing. “Is this a realm of the parallel world?”

As far as he knew, the Yongli calendar should be the year of the last emperor of the previous dynasty.

He continued to read. Most of the things were trivial. Occasionally, the owner of the diary would find some monsters in the streams, rivers, and villages outside and kill them, which would make the whole village cheer.

But gradually, the handwriting became messy.

There were only a few words on a page that could be seen clearly.

Even so, most of the words were not mentioning the same matter!

“Wind Master…Wind Master has gone out of control…”

“I see the Rain Master…”

“Rain Master’s shadow is on the moon!”

“No! No! No!”

“Our world is real!”

In the end, a large number of bloodstains appeared on the notebook.

Among the bloodstains, Ling Pingan saw a line of shocking exclamation marks.

Behind these exclamation marks were a few lyrics.

And they were lyrics that Ling Pingan was very familiar with.

“Along with the ups and downs of the rivers and mountains, gentle curves…”

“The central plains of love, the Northern Kingdom and Jiangnan of love…”

Ling Pingan’s eyes almost popped out as he watched.

“This is…” his face was full of question marks. “The song that the Taizu wrote for Yizu!”

He was too familiar with this song.

That was because from kindergarten to elementary school, middle school, and high school, the school loudspeakers would play all kinds of versions of this song before every morning exercise.

That was also part of the patriotic education of the Federal Empire.

But the problem was, how did the song appear in a parallel world game?

Ling Pingan didn’t quite understand, so he could only shift the blame to the game planner or designer.

Probably only they could do such a thing!

… … … … ..

Chu Weiwei opened her eyes.

Lines of words appeared on her retina.

Nightmare game participant Prettyweiwei, you have entered the Nightmare World.

Location: The residence of the Commander-in-chief of Brocade-clan Guards in Zhang Hong’s country.

Time: Yongli Year 354, Summer in June.

Your Golden Milestone of Nightmare: Your Coattail Rider has taken effect. Your identity in this world: Baihu of the Brocade-clan Guard.

As the words faded, Chu Weiwei found herself tied to a platform that looked like a testbed.

Beside her, oil lamps were burning.

She felt as if there was something extra in her body.

Beside her ears, some crazy ravings were talking about something terrifying.

“Chu Baihu…” A man in a flying suit walked up to her. “Don’t struggle… you just completed the injection of the Blood of the Wind Master…”

“Now, you should calm down and carefully digest and block Wind Master’s ravings to avoid being eroded by it!”

Chu Weiwei listened and didn’t understand.

But her mark of Nightmare was burning hot.

She quickly checked and received a notification: Nightmare Game Participant Prettyweiwei, you’ve entered the emergency Nightmare World.

You have been injected with: Polluted Blood of Wind Master (content: 5 ml).

You have become the son of the Wind Master!

From now on, you can increase the content of the Blood of Wind Master in your body by hunting other people or monsters with the Blood of Wind Master.

Please note: Blood of Wind Master is extremely corrosive.

Although space has shielded you from most of the negative effects of the Blood of Wind Master, you still have to bear a part of the negative effects.

Furthermore, for every hour you stay in this world, you have to pay 1000 nightmare points to the realm of a nightmare as the price to shield you from the negative effects of the blood of Wind Master!

When your nightmare points are insufficient, the realm will automatically sell your equipment and supplies.

When your equipment and supplies are deducted, you will be wiped out!

When she finished reading these notifications, the ceiling above her head suddenly showed a stream of light.

The water slowly gathered together to form words.

Main Mission: Head to Beian Village and find the Rain Master’s altar!

When the last word was formed, the glowing streams of water gathered together and fell from the ceiling.

Cluck! Cluck!

At that moment, the metal buckles that bound Chu Weiwei loosened one after another.

That allowed her to regain her freedom.

She sat up and saw that beside her, the people who were tied to the same test platform as her, were sitting up one after another.

Chu Weiwei still recognized many of them.

At this moment, a few men in flying suits walked in.

“Chu Baihu!” The leader took the initiative to stretch out his hand and pull Chu Weiwei down. He said very amiably, “Congratulations, your Blood of Wind Master’s injection was extremely successful!”

Then, he turned to look at the others. “What are you all standing around for?”

“Don’t tell me you want me to help you down?”

“Get off the bed. If you don’t get off the bed, you’ll be punished by military law!”