Chapter 7 — After Being Abandoned by Demons, I Became the Treasure of the Immortal Cultivation World

I quickly took a step back, looking in disbelief at the semi-transparent formation door that had just appeared before my eyes. Why does it still exist? No way. I saw with my own eyes the Demon Lord destroying it.

“Ah, long time no see.”

“Poor little monster.”

I slowly raised my head. A woman was leaning against a bamboo tree next to the cliff, smiling and greeting me. It's Phong Hoa. She walked towards me step by step.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to live quite well during this time."

“Knowing that, I wouldn't have drugged you.”

"I didn't expect that you would be blessed in a disaster, being picked up by those stupid monks."

It's definitely her. No matter how slow my reaction was, I would have guessed it.

“Did you drug me because of Demon Lord?”

Phong Hoa coldly snorted.

“You can understand that.”

Seemingly remembering something that made her disgusted, her face was filled with disdain.

"That trash guy clearly had his memories altered by my magic weapon, but he still developed feelings for you."

“He even wants to spare you, go find another monster like you, and dig out its heart to prolong my life.”

“You are a monster that has lived for more than a thousand years, rare in the world.”

“How can I find the second one?”

Aren't I just over a hundred years old? Seeing my confused expression, she burst out laughing.

“Ah, I forgot.”

“You have lost your memory.”

She raised her head and looked at the sky.

“Calculating the time, his altered memories are about to be restored.”

“Then your memories should also return.”

In the air suddenly appeared a sweet scent mixed with acrid taste. Immediately after that, my consciousness became blurred and my whole body fell to the ground.

13

I am a salamander dragon who has lived for over a thousand years. To be precise, I'm not really a divine beast, but I'm not a monster either. The first time I transformed into a human form and entered the human world was when I was about to celebrate my fifth hundred years, preparing to enter adulthood. Humanity is very interesting. The food is also extremely delicious. On the way back home, I saw several tall men bullying a young girl about fifteen years old. Out of kindness, I went forward to save her, but they cut off one of her arms. The little girl cried extremely pitifully. I smiled and said it was okay, then asked her:

"It's already so late, why aren't you home yet?"

Her expression became gloomy.

“I don't have a home anymore.”

“My parents hate me and they are a burden, they want to sell me away.”

“These people are the ones they came to find.”

I gave you enough silver to let you leave this place. But she didn't want to leave. She said that she wanted to practice immortality, because her older brothers had all been taken by their parents to worship a monk to practice. When I was about to leave, she pulled my hand back and carefully asked:

“Thank you for saving me.”

“Can I be friends with you?”

"Your hand was cut off because of me."

“From now on I will always take care of you.”

I have many friends, but have never made friends with humans, so I immediately agreed.

“Okay.”

“But I don't need you to take care of me.”

Since then, every time I come to the human world, I visit her. I know her name is Phong Hoa. She has an extremely outstanding talent for cultivating immortals.

“Your arm… has grown back?”

“That's right.”

“Benefits right?”

At that time, I only saw surprise and fear in her eyes. We ignore the greed hidden beneath those emotions. A few days before entering adulthood, I decided to stay underwater and not go anywhere. However, I received a letter asking for help from Phong Hoa. Her parents found her. I left the water to save her. But what awaits us is hell. Unprepared, I was knocked unconscious by a group of people using anesthetics. They used us as a test subject. They cut off my arms and legs. At that time, I was still worried about whether Phong Hoa had escaped or not. Those cruel experiments cannot make me crazy. But Phong Hoa's appearance made me completely depressed. To prolong life, Phong Hoa actively eats the heart that has just been dug out of my body. A heart in childhood can prolong life for five hundred years. Because we have to endure abuse for a long time, our bodies cannot mature and always stay in childhood. Our spirit gradually approaches the brink of collapse. Not long after, another child appeared there. They said he was the son of Ma Ton, with demon blood in him. Unexpectedly, he relied on me extremely. After seeing that, Phong Hoa thought of a new way to torment me. Intense experiments and drugs cause us to lose all previous memories. Phong Hoa used the stolen magic weapon to modify Ky Uyen's memories, and at the same time half-accidentally and half-intentionally revealed to him some information related to the salamander dragon. That's why I was later saved by him. How sad. It's also ridiculous.

14

I open my eyes. His whole body was tied tightly to a bed. It's like that again. I thought boringly.

“Thanh Dao!”

Ky Uyen struggled to run towards me. His black hair was messy, falling to both shoulders. His eye rims turned unusually red. He knelt down beside my bed. There was no longer any arrogance and coldness in his eyes. His voice was hoarse, as if it had been sandpapered.

“I was wrong.”

I didn't look at him again. He repeated again:

“I was wrong.”

“I shouldn't treat her like that.”

“We should have discovered it sooner…”

I interrupted him:

“I already said it.”

“There is no longer any relationship between us.”

“You don't need to apologize.”

"I don't hate you anymore."

He just kept shaking his head.

“I will give you your heart back.”

“Can you come back to my side again, okay?”

I calmly looked at him.

“Ha.”

“What use is your heart?”

“Only bring things that are worthless as gifts.”