Heroic Death System (BL) Book 2

ARC 5 Re: Everyone Loves Little Immortal Mushroom

Chapter 229: Back To That Key Moment ⑥

TL: Resonance

   

Shang Ke woke up in the morning and found that his flower pot was in Yan Lu’s embrace. This is not the first time. As long as he turns into a mushroom, Yan Lu will not leave his side as if worried that he will run away and is extremely insecure.

   
The flower pot was originally placed on the windowsill, but was later carried by Yan Lu to the bed. After talking about it several times, Shang Ke barely managed to persuade Yan Lu to put the flower pot on the bedside table. Even so, Yan Lu was still uneasy and often sneaked it into his arms while Shang Ke was cultivating. However, the flower pot was unevenly shaped, which made it difficult to hold and affected his sleeping posture.

Shang Ke was concerned about this. He spent a few days to find a thousand-year-old ironwood and carved it into a mushroom half a person tall. This kind of ironwood contains spiritual energy and will not decay for ten thousand years. It can nourish the body and mind, calm the mind and spirit, and is perfect for healing Yan Lu’s damaged spiritual body. Most importantly, mushrooms can grow on ironwood!

However, when Shang Ke saw Yan Lu hugging this giant mushroom, he always found the image a little too beautiful to look at and he couldn’t look straight at it.

“Uh, Yan Lu, I’ve been thinking, I’d better change the mushroom into a club.” Shang Ke said in a consultative tone.

Yan Lu nervously held the giant mushroom in his arms. He widened his eyes and silently protested. A club? Just the name alone tells him it’s not a good thing, how can it be better than his mushroom!

   
“…Fine, since you don’t agree, then forget it.” Shang Ke touched his nose. Seeing that Yan Lu liked it so much, he couldn’t help but joke, “With this big mushroom, you won’t end up not caring about me, this little mushroom would you?”

Yan Lu looked at the ironwood mushroom, then at Shang Ke. Then, he stuffed the ironwood mushroom into Shang Ke’s arms, closed in his arms and hugged the person along with the mushroom. He squeezed head into the middle of them and looked so happy.

Shang Ke: “…”

He already knew he was a mushroom-con, why did he still go and aggravate it…

   
That night, under Yan Lu’s eager gaze, Shang Ke planted himself on the ironwood mushroom. Then, he was embraced by Yan Lu in satisfiction, laid down on the bed, and would even roll about the bed sometimes.

Was he really that happy? Feeling his joy, Shang Ke couldn’t help but smile.

After keeping him company for a while, Shang Ke, under the nourishment of the ironwood’s spiritual energy, began his routined cultivation.

Yan Lu wrapped his arms and legs around the mushroom bolster and looked intently at the small mushroom close to him, his two dark eyes shining brightly in the darkness.

With the circulation of Shang Ke’s spiritual energy, a faint mist emerged from the little mushroom’s body, bringing a natural fragrance that lingered in Yan Lu’s nose and slowly blended into his breathing.

   
But after a while, an absent-minded look faintly appeared on Yan Lu’s face. His eyes which were originally clear gradually dimmed, and finally turned into one of clarity. Through this clarity, there was a small white mushroom.

Yan Lu stared at “it” motionlessly, almost thinking that he was dreaming. More than a hundred years ago, the small mushroom disappeared in front of his eyes, and he became an evil god with his power. However, so what if he became a god? As long as there was the desire to kill in the heart, the righteous path can easily fall to the demonic path.