Fast forward, by the time I realizes, it's already almost a full 3 years straight of a safe farming life. Now just need to wait for a week before the end of this year. There's also a celebration at the vilge below, making the vilge more lively as a lot more people and merchants came from afar to join the fun.

  'Hahaha, I can say proudly that I'm already a professional in farming the rice here.' thinking me proudly.

  I even got the time to expand my farmnd to cultivate a barley, making my own business profit to sell. Of course I got the permission first, I don't want to lost my job because if a random greedy desire.

  Maybe because of my business, a vilge was built around my farmnd became more lively as the business blooming with all kind of merchant try to copy my business products. The saying of the mushrooms bloom after a rainy day are true I guess.

  As the peaceful passes, I slowly forgot about the dangerous nature of this world. Making me rexed my guard thus became my worse mistake in my life, encounter with the cultivator.

  In the morning before the celebration even begin, a group of three cultivator seem to appear as they are walking around the vilge. Seeing they were armless, I just let them go around without ever thought of reporting to the Sect, thinking that they are just sightseeing the red dust.

  Thinking back, I seems to really forgotten the good advices from the female guide about the cultivator. Now even if I call for help, it's way to te.

  As the result of my carelessness, all the people who live at the vilge all dead, all because of my te response to ask for help. Now lying the vilge in the bloody pool are only a cold corpses of a known and unknown vilger. Old people and young people, male and female, all dead. Leaving me to see their unclosed eyes.

  'If only I report directly when I see them.' thought myself regretfully as I'm already being caught by them. A group of demon cultivators.

  They seem to already know about my retionship with a Sect as they were quickly to caught me first before beginning the ritual.

  'Haha, at least I got 3 years of peaceful life...'

  As if my face is a amusement to them, they are all ughing at me loudly. Then one of them who seen to be pale skinned suddenly seems to get some inspiration, which caught the attention of the others in group. Slowly making his way, he came besides my ears, whispering with a smile.

  "Hey, I can let's you live if you do something for us."

  Hearing this, I slowly move my eyes to see his eyes, giving him a bnk gaze as if saying 'who would believe in you'.

  "Hey, don't be like that. I can promise you save you life. If only you practice this sutras." Said the pale looking demon cultivator show a booklet make of a skins, possibly made of a human skin. Title ' A Ways of Refining The Corpses'