Chapter 11: The Memories of the Prince of Pingnan

“Tch.” Milk Candy pursed her lips lightly, her eyes filled with disdain. “A good deed taken for a donkey’s liver—I wanted to tell you that someone’s already watching you. Since you don’t want to listen, just wait for your death.”

Qin Lang was speechless.

Damn it, why didn’t you say so earlier?

He wasn’t afraid of making enemies; what he dreaded was being targeted. Now, as soon as he entered the city, someone was already watching him—someone wanted him dead.

So young, handsome, and dashing… He certainly didn’t want to meet his end prematurely.

His face, which had been sour, instantly transformed into charm. He smiled broadly, ingratiating himself with Milk Candy. “Brother Cat, Lord Cat, everything I said just now was nonsense, you can treat it as hot air—I swear, don’t take it to heart.”

Compared to his own life, what did pride matter? He could always be shameless, after all. Of course, his shamelessness had its limits…

“Uh…” Milk Candy was stunned at his sudden change, staring at him in disbelief, her mind filled with a thousand doubts.

Was this bastard poisoned? Seconds ago he was dismissing her, even thinking her words were irrelevant. Yet in the blink of an eye, he switched faces completely.

This speed of changing expressions was beyond compare.

Milk Candy shook her head gently and spoke, “I don’t know who it is exactly, but whoever is watching you gives me a very uneasy feeling. Be careful, and whatever you do, don’t die.”

“Uh…” Lines of frustration crept across Qin Lang’s forehead, and he felt a strong urge to curse, but managed to restrain himself.

He had thought she would tell him who the enemy was.

But no, she perched herself atop the pole and only gave him this useless warning.

“Milk Candy, even if you can’t tell who they are, at least tell me what kind of aura they have. That way, I’ll know to be wary if I encounter them.”

Milk Candy thought for a moment before blurting out, “Their aura isn’t human—it’s more like demon, and also devil. Though they hide it well, I, Lord Cat, can still sense something off about them.”

“Milk Candy, are you still half asleep?” Qin Lang’s face twitched, his eyes full of disbelief. “Demons and devils can just stroll into Muttian City? Do you think it’s their backyard, coming and going as they please?”

Seeing him argue, Milk Candy was instantly annoyed. “Young man, this world is full of wonders. Don’t assume demons and devils are stupid and think they can’t enter Muttian City. They may not be as clever as your human race, but they have special abilities. Using those, they can mask their aura and sneak into your ranks.”

Upon hearing this, Qin Lang fell silent.

Milk Candy was absolutely right. Demons and devils, while not as intelligent as humans, possessed unique powers.

Those rare few who mastered such abilities could use them to infiltrate human society, blend in, and even drink and make merry with them.

If he guessed correctly, the ones watching him must be the demons and devils allied with Prince Pingnan Liu An.

He sighed heavily, murmuring to himself, “Damn it, if I’d known, I wouldn’t have taken the job of killing Prince Pingnan. Now I’ve ended up with demons and devils after me.”

“Prince Pingnan?” Milk Candy was baffled, looking at Qin Lang in confusion. “Young man, who’s Prince Pingnan? How did you end up provoking demons and devils because of him?”

“Ah… It’s a long story.” Qin Lang sighed, his heart swelling with emotion. He continued slowly, “Prince Pingnan was a foreign prince of the Great Xia Immortal Dynasty. Who would have thought that this bastard would abandon glory and riches to ally himself with demons and devils, bringing disaster to a pure corner of Great Xia…”

“Unfortunately, his scheme failed before it began. For reasons unknown, he not only exposed himself but lost his life—and the one who chopped off his head was naturally me.”

Milk Candy’s eyes lit up, staring intently at Qin Lang. “So you have plans in your mind about Prince Pingnan’s conspiracy with the demons and devils?”

“I do have the memories, but I haven’t absorbed them. As for the specifics, what they were plotting, I’m not sure.” Qin Lang shook his head gently.

“You haven’t absorbed them?” Milk Candy was shocked, looking at him in bewilderment, full of doubt. “How is that possible? How could you not have absorbed them?”

Though most of her own memories were sealed, that didn’t mean all her knowledge was lost. She knew a thing or two about executioners absorbing their victims’ memories instantly upon killing them.

Qin Lang’s answer filled her with disbelief—a thousand reasons not to trust him.

It wasn’t just her; even the top experts of the Supreme Pure Realm wouldn’t believe it.

“I truly haven’t absorbed them. Prince Pingnan’s memories are just stored in my sea of consciousness. If you don’t believe me, I’ll show you now.”

Qin Lang looked helpless. He then sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and prepared to retrieve Prince Pingnan’s memories.

When an executioner beheads someone, their memories flood into the executioner’s mind, forcing them to endure the agony of death and hear the soul’s deepest wails.

Coincidentally, over the past three years, having suffered pain that penetrated bone and soul, he had, out of necessity, trained himself to expel memories.

Of course, those memories wouldn’t disappear, nor would he absorb them—they would simply be stored in his “sea of consciousness,” to vanish only when he himself perished.

Soon, a cluster of starry golden light floated before human and cat, and Qin Lang slowly opened his eyes. “This is Prince Pingnan’s memory.”

Milk Candy blinked, her expression turning adorably puzzled. “How am I supposed to believe this is Prince Pingnan’s memory?”

This golden light felt strange to her—strange in ways she couldn’t quite pinpoint, but undeniably odd.

She had lived a long time and seen many bizarre things, but never anything quite like this peculiar golden glow.

How to describe it?

It felt like memory, yet also like a source of power—and perhaps nothing at all…

“Uh…”

Qin Lang stared blankly for a moment before coming to his senses. “You’re right, but whether you believe it or not, this really is Prince Pingnan’s memory.”

After double-checking, he was certain that the golden light floating before them was indeed Prince Pingnan Liu An’s memory, and the root of the pain he didn’t wish to endure.

After thinking it through, Milk Candy fixed her gaze on Qin Lang. “Young man, why don’t you merge with this memory and see what’s recorded in it? What exactly were Prince Pingnan Liu An and the demons and devils entangled in?”

“Impossible. I’m telling you, even if you beat me to death, I won’t accept this memory, nor will I endure that soul-deep agony.” Qin Lang didn’t hesitate to refuse.

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