I will Bury the Gods

en him.
Where had it gone? Had Perfected Yun taken it?

“So you’re here,” a girl’s voice came from behind him, interrupting his thoughts.

Lin Shouxi turned around and saw Xiao He walking towards him, her skirt held up in her hands.

“How did you find me?” Lin Shouxi asked.

“I told you, you have a distinct smell,” Xiao He said, pursing her lips.

“I smell?” Lin Shouxi sniffed himself.

“No, it’s just a feeling, uh…I can’t really explain it.” Xiao He lifted a hand to cover her windblown hair.

Lin Shouxi thought to himself that perhaps this was what his senior brother meant when he said that a woman’s intuition could transcend the five senses.
As he pondered this, he nodded absentmindedly, his gaze once again drawn to Xiao He’s hair.
He found himself increasingly captivated by it the more he looked at it

Bathed in different lighting, the white hue of her long tresses exhibited slight variations, but all were gentle and tranquil, and beautifully long.

“Why do you keep looking at my hair?” Xiao He felt a bit embarrassed.

As a newcomer to this world, Lin Shouxi didn’t want to give her the impression that he was too inexperienced, so he lied with a straight face, “I’m taller than you, so when I look down, I can only see your hair.”

“Oh,” Xiao He frowned slightly, seeming displeased.
She stared at Lin Shouxi, her lips moving but not saying anything.

“What’s wrong? Do you have something else to say?” Lin Shouxi asked, sensing her hesitation.

The cliff wind blew her skirt endlessly, and the endless mist drifted between them.
Her snow-white hair was curled up, and her cheeks were delicately carved and beautiful beyond measure.

For a long time, she stared at Lin Shouxi, gathering the courage to ask, “Do you think I’m pretty?”

Lin Shouxi was completely stunned.
He wasn’t stupid and could sense the undertones in her words.
But they had only known each other for a day.
Even if he had feelings for her, it wasn’t appropriate to be so direct.
Besides, although she was as beautiful as an elf, he really didn’t have any other thoughts.

He now bore deep hatred and anger, and was trapped between life and death.
How could he have the leisure to think about unrealistic romances?

He just wanted to practice and train well, uncover the thick fog of this world, and expel the demons and monsters lurking in the darkness!

Moreover… he didn’t know anything about the other person.

Were all the girls in this world so proactive? Or did she have some ulterior motives?

Lin Shouxi felt that he was alone, apart from his skin and this “smell” she mentioned, there was nothing else about him worth pursuing.

“Is this question difficult? Why are you taking so long to answer?” the girl tilted her head slightly and asked.

“I just don’t understand why you’re asking this,” Lin Shouxi said.

“I… my aunt taught me to ask like this,” the girl hesitated and said.

“Your aunt?” Lin Shouxi asked.

“Uh, anyway, just answer the question,” Xiao He said firmly.

Lin Shouxi didn’t want to continue to be evasive since she was insistent.
He didn’t like telling unnecessary lies.
He planned to sincerely compliment the other person’s appearance, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a gust of cold wind swept past them, and his words of praise were stuck in his throat.

“What are you doing here?” Perfected Yun emerged from the thick fog at the edge of the cliff, carrying a wooden sword.

“We… ” Lin Shouxi was about to make up an excuse.

“Enough, don’t try to deceive me.” Perfected Yun coldly interrupted, “If there’s nothing else, go back.
I don’t care if you have romantic feelings for each other, but if you dare to lose your virginity, you will die without a doubt.”

Lin Shouxi and Xiao He exchanged a glance, and replied with a “we understand” before following Perfected Yun back to the courtyard.

Wang Erguan and Ji Luoyang rose and saluted when they saw Perfected Yun.

Perfected Yun came to inspect their progress in cultivation today.

He had already checked on Wang Erguan, Ji Luoyang, and Xiao He, and nodded slightly in satisfaction.

“No wonder Lord Protector chose you as his disciples.
Your speed of progress is enough to make most geniuses feel ashamed,” Perfected Yun said.

But when he came to Lin Shouxi, he frowned.

“Although you accidentally fell from the god’s altar, did Lord Protector forget to open your spirit veins because of that?” Perfected Yun frowned.

“It’s not that.
It’s because my injuries are too severe.” Lin Shouxi said.

“Your injuries?”

Perfected Yun placed his hand on Lin Shouxi’s shoulder, and after a slight sense, his brows furrowed even more tightly.

“Are you not in pain with such injuries?” Perfected Yun asked.

“I am in pain.” Lin Shouxi said.

Perfected Yun stared at him for a while, and he suddenly had a desire to open his right eye.
But of course, he wouldn’t do it just for a boy.

“Your willpower is good, but it’s a pity….” Perfected Yun sighed indifferently.
“In this world, there are countless cultivators like you who have strong willpower but are unable to achieve anything.
So don’t feel too bad.”

“I will take good care of my injury.” Lin Shouxi said.

“No need.” Perfected Yun said lightly, “There two young masters and young lady can only take one person with them to inherit the divine power.
If you are a waste, it saves me the effort of having to choose who among you will go.”

Perfected Yun no longer looked at Lin Shouxi.
He looked at the other three and said, “Practice well.
I will test you in three days.
This test is very important, don’t disappoint me.”

Then Perfected Yun disappeared once again.

After a few hours, an old woman with a cane walked in and placed the food she brought on the table.
The young men and women, who had endured a whole day without food or water, suddenly realized their hunger and quickly grabbed their share of the food.

After dinner, the sky quickly turned dark.

Lin Shouxi sat on the veranda, following the River Luo Inscription’s breathing method to heal his wounds.
Today, Wang Erguan was particularly excited.
He didn’t feel sleepy at all, so he put on his white Taoist robe and went to the courtyard to practice his family’s boxing style, his movements fierce and powerful.

However, Lin Shouxi, noticing many flaws in his moves, shook his head unconsciously.

Wang Erguan observed Lin Shouxi’s head-shaking motion and surmised that the Perfected One’s words had disheartened him.
Wang Erguan felt that by showcasing his superior boxing technique, he had inadvertently reminded Lin Shouxi of his own predicament, causing him to feel hopeless.

Wang Erguan shook his head and let out a deep sigh.
He had initially believed that Lin Shouxi’s striking good looks hinted at some exceptional abilities or hidden talents.
However, now that Perfected Yun had labeled him a “waste”, Wang Erguan saw no reason to worry about him.

With the psychological advantage and a sense of superiority, he said, “Brother Lin, life is full of trials and tribulations.
Do not be disheartened.
Who knows, perhaps you will encounter some opportunities.
Once you have recovered, I will teach you a set of martial arts as a token of our chance encounter.”

“No need,” Lin Shouxi replied, feeling like Wang Erguan had misunderstood something again.

Wang Erguan’s sudden generosity disappeared without a trace.
He grumbled, “You don’t know what’s good for you.” Then, he fiercely performed several sets of boxing techniques before resting for a while, satisfied.

“Brother Lin, don’t you feel uncomfortable wearing these tattered clothes?” Wang Erguan shook his Taoist robe and complained.

These were the clothes that Perfected Yun had issued to them.

“I think they fit well,” said Lin Shouxi, who had never had many demands when it came to food or clothing.

Wang Erguan saw an opportunity to flaunt his wealth and seized it.
“Hmph, I think you’re just used to wearing them,” he scoffed.
“In Wangye City, I wore only the finest satin and silk.
They were impervious to water and fire, and even demons and monsters couldn’t come near them.
Even our servants don’t wear such coarse cloth like this.
It’s like wearing mourning clothes.”

“Aren’t you in mourning right now?” Lin Shouxi said calmly.

Wang Erguan’s obese body trembled as the gruesome image of Wang Ji’s death flashed through his mind like a nightmare.
He shuddered and swallowed the rest of his complaints back into his bloated stomach.

He glared at Lin Shouxi with anger, his thoughts on boxing forgotten, and turned silently to go back to his room.

Before he closed the door, he couldn’t resist a parting shot: “Wishful thinking won’t do you any good.
Go to bed early, maybe you’ll have a good dream by some miracle.”

The door slammed shut.

The rain had ceased, but the eaves continued to drip.
Lin Shouxi lifted his gaze.

This world, too, had a moon.

Its radiance was exquisite and untainted, like the slender threads of fiber that were as fine as a maiden’s hair.