The Infant Whose Heart, Bones, and Eye Were Taken:Cultivating into a Demon

Fang Ling walked into the room and casually closed the door behind him.

"Didn't expect to see you again so soon," Purple Bamboo said.

"Has the Death Wish Curse been resolved?"

Fang Ling nodded slightly and lifted his hand to remove the mask from his face. "Though it was a bit complicated, the Death Wish Curse has been lifted."

"But I've offended the Chuan Clan from the Miao Territory and the Heavenly Dao Sect. They're hunting me down," he said.

Purple Bamboo's delicate brows furrowed slightly as she murmured, "Since I received the abbess's message and returned to Pure Bamboo Nunnery, I've been in seclusion. I didn't know so much had happened to you..."

"These two forces are not to be underestimated. With my current abilities, I can't help you much."

"But if you're willing, I can recommend you to Pu Long Temple."

"Pu Long Temple has deep foundations. Even if those two forces know you're hiding there, they wouldn't dare act rashly."

"With your talent, if you cultivate diligently at Pu Long Temple for a thousand years, you might ascend to the immortal realm."

"By then, you'll have the power to protect yourself, and the world will be yours to explore."

Fang Ling replied, "I'd rather not... A peaceful cultivation life doesn't suit me."

He took a few steps forward, coming closer to her.