System, You Didn't Say the Villain Can Read Minds! - Chapter 51

Chapter 51

◎The Answer.◎

Ye Lan woke up from unconsciousness, her entire skeleton aching as if it had been shattered.

She could hear the continuous sound of flowing water, a sound that could definitely not be heard at the high-mountain location of the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect.

“You’re awake?” The Star River Goddess appeared in her field of vision.

“Senior Star River… where am I?” Ye Lan asked, her voice strained.

“At the foot of the mountain, by the stream.” Star River answered briefly, then advised, “There is a Soul Transformation cultivator among those people. The way you are now, you are not their match. Don’t think about going back to fight.”

Only then did Ye Lan remember what happened before she fainted.

The Sect Leader sent a message to Water Moon Peak, saying that the True Yang Sect was night-attacking the sect’s residence, instructing all cultivators above the Nascent Soul realm to confront the enemy, while others temporarily evacuated.

Ye Lan remembered Master had said not to disturb her recently, so she intercepted the letter and went to the main peak alone to meet the enemy. The result…

Just one strike—one strike from a Soul Transformation cultivator—severed all her meridians, causing her to instantly lose consciousness and fall into a coma.

“I protected your heart meridian and brought you away from the battlefield, sustaining you by your shoulder,” Star River said.

Ye Lan looked at her shoulder. The clothing there was torn, but beneath the broken cloth, her skin was perfectly intact.

“Senior Star River, you already treated me? Why am I…”

“Your spirit root is damaged. With my current strength, I cannot repair it. You are now no different from a mortal… but there is still a way.”

“What way?”

“Follow this stream upward, and you will reach the Blood Abyss. Exchange your blood for the water of the Blood Abyss, then jump into the Sea of Fiery Flames from Phoenix Rock. You will be reborn in fire, restoring your spirit root and all your meridians.”

Ye Lan struggled to get up from the ground, her gaze following the stream upward: “I understand. I will go. Please return to the mountain and ensure the safety of my Master and Senior Sister.”

“Wishful thinking. This method of reshaping the spirit root can only succeed with my continuous treatment. Even so, the process will be excruciatingly painful. I must stay by your side.”

“But my Master and Senior Sister…”

“They have their own destinies,” Star River interrupted her. “In the worst-case scenario, even if their souls are scattered, as long as you help me rebuild my physical body, I can bring them back to life.”

—This was a lie.

If even the soul was gone, who could bring anyone back from the dead?

But for Ye Lan’s sake, and for her own, Star River had to dispel Ye Lan’s idea of returning to the mountain.

Ye Lan did not question Star River’s words and firmly took a step in the direction she indicated: “Then, let’s go.”

After Yun Wenzhou set up a Blood Array to protect Mo Jiu, she was still uneasy, so she used her own blood to set up an even larger formation, protecting the entire Water Moon Peak.

“Still resisting?” The True Yang Sect cultivators arrived. Seeing the fragile formation, they couldn’t help but laugh. “A mere mid-stage Nascent Soul, and a Sword Cultivator at that! This barrier probably can’t even stop a Golden Core!”

Yun Wenzhou looked up at the arrivals and raised one hand: “Die.”

A cold aura surged. Countless ice shards condensed around her again, firing toward the attackers like rain!

“Damn it! It’s a mutant Ice Spirit Root!”

“A magic cultivator? Isn’t the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect a sword sect!”

“Her meridians are flowing backward! She’s a devil!”

“Run!”

“Run?” Yun Wenzhou curved her lips, showing a smile devoid of warmth.

She raised her hand and gripped the swords beneath the True Yang Sect cultivators’ feet through the air, fixing them in mid-air.

Then, she commanded the ice shards to fly in formation toward their backs, piercing their bodies until they disintegrated into a bloody rain and fell in fragments.

There were cultivators from the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect nearby. At first, they thought they were saved, but they were horrified when they saw this scene.

So terrifying…

She fell into the Demonic Path? Is she going to kill us too?

Yun Wenzhou paid them no mind. Her attention was only drawn to the people wearing red and yellow spliced robes. She killed them one by one, killing in pairs when they came together!

All True Yang Sect cultivators who attempted to attack Water Moon Peak either became corpses or shredded meat under Yun Wenzhou’s ice shards.

Once she confirmed no one else was coming to Water Moon Peak to seek death, Yun Wenzhou killed her way toward the main peak of the sect.

The True Yang Sect lost a massive number of cultivators in just a few breaths, and everyone’s attention was drawn to this rogue devil cultivator who had appeared out of nowhere.

Dozens of red and yellow robes surrounded Yun Wenzhou.

Yun Wenzhou didn’t even blink. She condensed countless ice shards around her, firing them out in all directions!

The dense ice shards, each as sharp as a newly polished dagger, inflicted piercing wounds upon impact.

Some couldn’t dodge, wailing as they were struck, falling from the air to become corpses.

Others barely dodged, but, unwilling to accept defeat, circled behind Yun Wenzhou, intending to launch a sneak attack from the rear.

However, Yun Wenzhou seemed to have eyes on her back. Without turning around, she accurately locked onto his position, manipulating a dense volley of ice shards to fly toward him, shooting him into a sieve!

Impossible…

This was the man’s last thought before death.

Yun Wenzhou didn’t know why she could pinpoint his position so accurately either.

She certainly didn’t have eyes on her back, but even without her eyes, she was fully aware of everything happening around her.

This perception wasn’t sight, hearing, or smell; it was akin to an extension of touch.

She “felt” them.

Just as she “felt” the swords when she grabbed them beneath the cultivators’ feet through the air.

People and objects were different. People had a protective film-like layer outside their bodies; objects did not.

Therefore, although Yun Wenzhou could perceive both, she could only directly influence objects.

Another group of True Yang Sect cultivators died. The few leading Soul Transformation cultivators couldn’t sit still any longer.

They joined forces to fight Yun Wenzhou.

“Since you’ve fallen into the Demonic Path, why are you protecting this sect?” one of them questioned.

Yun Wenzhou didn’t bother to reply, raising a hand toward him: “Die.”

A huge ice shard condensed in the air, thick as a wrist in the middle and abnormally sharp at both ends.

“Overestimating yourself!” The man attacked Yun Wenzhou with his sword, which was engulfed in raging flames.

Water counters fire, but fire counters ice.

After Yun Wenzhou fell into the Demonic Path, her ability to counter fire had changed into a weakness against fire.

But it didn’t matter.

No matter who came, there was only one outcome—death.

Yun Wenzhou used her invisible tentacles to violently assault the man’s protective film, then sent the ice shard flying toward him!

The man felt a sharp, piercing pain in his brain, losing all movement instantly.

His attack deviated from its original trajectory, grazing Yun Wenzhou’s neck, yet Yun Wenzhou didn’t even blink.

When he regained his senses, he only felt an abnormal coldness in his chest.

…What happened?

He stared blankly at the hole in his chest.

Before he could think further, his consciousness plunged into darkness, and his shattered body fell from the air.

“Damn it!” The other Soul Transformation cultivators were terrified by this sight, speeding up their hand seals, attempting to activate a joint formation to seal Yun Wenzhou’s movements.

How can a mere mid-stage Devil Nascent Soul be so troublesome!

Was that… a divine sense attack? How is that possible!

A Devil Nascent Soul suppressing a Soul Transformation cultivator with divine sense? Are you kidding me!

Divine sense?

So it was divine sense.

Yun Wenzhou curved her lips: “Thank you for the explanation. Now—you can also go die.”

Mo Jiu’s injuries recovered quickly after drinking the healing potion.

She climbed up from the ground while calling the System.

Mo Jiu: System, where is Yun Wenzhou now? Give me a direction.

Mo Jiu: System?

Mo Jiu felt that the System might be angry with her, or perhaps it was at a loss due to the chaotic plot and had gone to consult with the so-called “Library.”

In any case, she couldn’t rely on the System now and had to rely on herself.

Although Yun Wenzhou told her to stay put, Yun Wenzhou was only a Devil Nascent Soul, however strong. If she encountered a Soul Transformation cultivator…

Moreover, she wouldn’t kill her own sect members like in the original plot, would she?

The more Mo Jiu thought about it, the more uneasy she became. Finally, she decided to follow the direction Yun Wenzhou left in to check the situation.

Anyway, if she encountered danger, she would hide in the Secret Garden. She wouldn’t hesitate this time, no matter what!

Mo Jiu flew off on her sword, leaving Water Moon Peak and heading toward the main peak of the sect.

Along the way, there were corpses, blood spatter, and fragments of clothing from the True Yang Sect cultivators everywhere, a gruesome sight.

Yun Wenzhou was serious; she truly intended to slaughter every single cultivator of the True Yang Sect.

Mo Jiu wouldn’t stop her, especially since the True Yang Sect came with ill intent.

But she couldn’t help but lament—as expected of Xiao Zhou. Once she sets her mind on something, she won’t waver, no matter how many people she kills.

Mo Jiu arrived at the main peak, only to see the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect’s white ground covered in a layer of blood.

Mo Jiu couldn’t count exactly how many True Yang Sect cultivators had perished here, and most of it was Yun Wenzhou’s handiwork.

Dawn was slowly breaking.

The transition from night to day was fast; the sun would fully rise shortly.

Finally, Mo Jiu found Yun Wenzhou.

She was flying in mid-air with her back to Mo Jiu. Her unbound long hair was slightly messy, blown by the wind behind her, but the ends still looked even.

Her sleeves and skirt hems fluttered continuously.

The sunlight fell upon her. Although it was the moment of dawn, it gave people a sense of twilight.

Perhaps it was because everything around her was stained red with blood.

Mo Jiu didn’t call out to her, instead quietly observing her back.

Even so, Yun Wenzhou could sense her presence.

So warm.

Feels so comfortable to “feel” her.

A-Jiu is truly different from everyone else.

Warm but not scorching, like the morning sun.

There were no more living True Yang Sect cultivators inside the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect, but Yun Wenzhou was not satisfied.

She had promised Mo Jiu she would kill every single cultivator of the True Yang Sect. A portion of the True Yang Sect cultivators were still hiding in their sect’s residence like timid tortoises, and she had grasped the location of that shell through the last thoughts of the corpses on the ground.

So, Yun Wenzhou pretended not to sense Mo Jiu, left the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect, and flew elsewhere.

“Hey…” Mo Jiu wanted to call out to her, but in the end, she watched her leave.

Just as she hesitated over whether to chase after her or check how many people were still alive in the sect, the long-lost voice sounded in her mind.

System: Host, Host, sorry, I had to reboot again! But I couldn’t help it; the plot was a mess, and I had absolutely no idea what to do!

This personality that called her “Host”… the “Sys-nality”?

It had appeared in the first world.

She had once thought the System’s personality was random, but now it seemed there were a few fixed “Sys-nalities.”

Since she gave the previous “Sys-nality” a name, she might as well name this one.

Mo Jiu: Little Sun.

System: Huh? What?

Mo Jiu: You’re not Arrogance; you’re Little Sun.

System: Did the Host name me? That’s so cute, I love it!

Mo Jiu: Is Arrogance okay?

System: It’s fine… no, we are one entity… Oh, that’s not important! Although our memory is continuous, our personalities are indeed drastically different. If the Host feels it’s better to see us as different people, then let it be.

System: But none of that is important! What’s important is that the Host must do one thing now!

Mo Jiu: What?

System: Here’s the thing: Yun Wenzhou has successfully fallen into the Demonic Path, and the people of the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect and the True Yang Sect are mostly dead. Aside from the Host still being alive, the rest of the plot is largely similar to the original. The only problem is that Yun Wenzhou only killed the True Yang Sect people, not the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect people. This will result in Ye Lan having no reason to seek revenge on Yun Wenzhou. So, to connect this link, the Host must help create a misunderstanding—make the survivors of the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect believe that Yun Wenzhou colluded with the True Yang Sect to launch the night attack.

Mo Jiu: I won’t do it.

Simple and concise.

Mo Jiu: You kill me.

Extremely resolute.

She was to slander her savior and beloved? Why not just kill her directly?

System: Really? Refusing the mission may deduct all the reward points on your panel, you know?

Mo Jiu: Go ahead and deduct them. I’m already a dead person; why would I care?

System: Resetting the world is also okay?

Mo Jiu: I’ll commit suicide every time it resets. You reset. Reset right now.

Under what circumstances is a person invincible?

When they have no desires or wants.

Without desires, there is no leverage for others to threaten them with.

The System seemed to sigh: Host, this is why you can’t fall into the Demonic Path. Don’t you have people or things you are obsessed with to the point of madness?

Mo Jiu: I do. I have someone I’m obsessed with, but I won’t go mad for them. I’m rational, and I’m proud of it. What’s wrong with that?

System: Is committing suicide every time it resets called rational?

Mo Jiu: Anyway, I’m not doing it.

The System was silent for a while, seemingly thinking of how to persuade her.

Mo Jiu ignored it. She stepped into the main hall of the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect and saw the Sect Leader’s corpse lying quietly beneath the main seat.

Mo Jiu: “…”

Although Mo Jiu hadn’t interacted much with the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect’s Sect Leader, in that moment of eye contact during the competition, Mo Jiu could feel that the other person cared about her. Before she came to this world, their relationship should have been good, right?

Suddenly, a surviving Moon Splendor Immortal Sect cultivator approached Mo Jiu, knelt down, and said with a tearful voice: “Grand Elder… the Sect Leader has fallen. Please take up the position of Sect Leader!”

Mo Jiu pursed her lips, unsure how to respond.

The ‘her’ in this world was too weak. She wasn’t fit for the position.

However, aside from her, the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect truly had no other Nascent Soul cultivators.

Yun Wenzhou had fallen into the Demonic Path, and Ye Lan was severely injured and missing.

She was the only one who could lead the sect’s rebuilding.

What should she do?

Just then, the System thought of another way to patch up the plot and spoke: Host, considering Yun Wenzhou’s Heart Devil originates from you, she will definitely save you if you are in danger. Therefore, even if you don’t fall into the Demonic Path, you can still serve as the final villain of this novel. You don’t need to slander Yun Wenzhou; you just need to take all the blame upon yourself. As long as you become Ye Lan’s target, she will be forced to become Yun Wenzhou’s enemy!

The System even drafted the script for the final battle: In the very end, you reveal the truth and reconcile with Ye Lan. No one has to die. Everyone is happy! How does that sound? Isn’t this ending much better than the last world’s?

Mo Jiu: What is the point of doing this?

System: Eh?

Mo Jiu: What is the point of insisting on following the original plot? Or let me ask this—after the last world ended, what did the Library gain?

In the last world, Mo Jiu trusted the Library while also fearing it, so she deliberately avoided confronting the System, aiming only for the best ending within the rules.

But in this world, knowing that the Library was not a single entity and that there was antagonism between “Libraries,” if she didn’t know which part of the Library she was serving and what that part’s goal was, why should she force herself to do something she didn’t want to do?

It was like standing at a crossroads. If none of the directions led to the destination she wanted to reach, then at least tell her what lay at the end of those four roads, right?

Mo Jiu: System, during the time you were offline, I confirmed one thing—threats and inducements are useless against an NPC that only executes established procedures. The fact that you resort to threats and inducements means you’ve long known that I am an independent personality.

System: …

Mo Jiu: If that’s the case, don’t treat me like a dog.

Mo Jiu: Give me a reason why I must do this. Otherwise, I will do everything you don’t want me to do as revenge for making me lose Xiao Zhou again and again.

The System was silent for a while.

It wasn’t silent for long, but Mo Jiu’s mood was at its worst right now. Every second was an agony, like being roasted over a fire.

Just when she thought the System wouldn’t respond, it actually did: Well… Since the Host said so, please answer a few questions for me.

Mo Jiu: If I answer, can you give me the answer?

System: Answer first.

The Moon Splendor Immortal Sect cultivator was still kneeling on the ground. Because Mo Jiu had not replied for so long, she looked up in confusion but ultimately didn’t rush her.

Mo Jiu slowly bent down, reached out, and picked up the Sect Leader’s body, placing her on the main seat, while simultaneously responding to the System in her mind.

Mo Jiu: Ask.

System: First question: After these two worlds, what is your impression of Ye Lan? If there were no mission rewards, and you knew in advance that she was in danger, would you be willing to protect her?

Mo Jiu seriously considered before responding: I don’t dislike her. If it weren’t for the natural opposition between the protagonist and the villain, and the fact that I love Xiao Zhou, I would be very willing to be friends with her. So, if it wouldn’t hurt Xiao Zhou, I am willing to protect her.

System: Answer passed. Determining that the conversation can continue. Then, the second question—If you were given two options, Option One: Ensure Yun Wenzhou’s happiness for life, at the cost of Ye Lan’s life. Option Two: Ensure Ye Lan’s survival, at the cost of Yun Wenzhou enduring pain. Which would you choose?

Mo Jiu sneered internally: Do I even need to choose? Isn’t your positioning of me, and the missions you gave me, intended for me to choose Two? No matter what I think, I must choose Two to hear the third question, right?

System: Then can you achieve “Two”? If you can, there will be a third question. If you cannot, your exploration of the Library ends here. I will use some methods you won’t like to compel you to achieve our goal.

Mo Jiu: What methods?

System: Stating them might affect our relationship, so…

Mo Jiu: Say it first. What methods?

System: If I say it, your exploration of the Library ends here. There will be no third question. Have you truly thought it through?

Mo Jiu pondered for a moment.

She was kneeling beneath the main seat, one hand resting on the edge of the seat.

Did she really have a choice?

It sounded like the System had long prepared a means to coerce her into continuing the mission, considering the existence of the “Heart’s Desire Stone” and the possibility of resurrecting Yun Wenzhou.

Did the System plan to resurrect the Yun Wenzhou from the first world, the one with memories, and then…

Mo Jiu didn’t dare to think any further. She had already made her choice internally but still struggled to ask: If I say I can do it, will you believe me?

System: Mm, I believe you.

System: The Host may not keep all promises, but she will never use anyone’s life as the price for breaking a promise.

Mo Jiu: Don’t talk as if you understand me so well.

System: No one in this world values life more than you do.

Mo Jiu: What are you talking about? I’ve killed so many people…

System: That is because they were all ‘defective products.’ You only kill ‘defective products.’

Mo Jiu: Shut up. I choose Two.

Mo Jiu felt a little uncomfortable.

What kind of feeling was this? It was like a complete stranger suddenly grabbed her and started talking about her private thoughts that she had never spoken aloud.

The thought that they can be killed because they are ‘defective products,’ a truly cold thought deep within her heart, was something even the Yun Wenzhou of the last world didn’t know.

How did the System know?

Was it possible that she hadn’t suddenly awakened her consciousness, but had amnesia?

And the System knew the pre-amnesia her?

System: Alright, then before I ask the third question, I will reward you by informing you of some information.

System: The ‘Heavenly Dao’ of this world’s intent to kill Ye Lan is triggered by Yun Wenzhou’s intent to kill Ye Lan, but the two are inversely proportional. The stronger Yun Wenzhou’s intent to kill Ye Lan, the weaker the Heavenly Dao’s intent to kill Ye Lan. However, Yun Wenzhou won’t develop an intent to kill Ye Lan for no reason, which is why you are needed for adjustment.

Mo Jiu: Eh?

System: If you want to protect Ye Lan, you must provoke Yun Wenzhou’s intent to kill Ye Lan.

System: But if you really provoke Yun Wenzhou’s intent to kill Ye Lan, Yun Wenzhou will not give Ye Lan a chance to speak before killing her—you should know this better than I do.

System: Conversely, by provoking Ye Lan’s intent to kill Yun Wenzhou, Ye Lan will repeatedly confirm before striking, giving you enough time to explain—you should know this too.

System: Thus, the third question arrives—Now, knowing that all the missions are merely guidance, and that the artificially retarded intelligence was never retarded after all, do you have the confidence to achieve our common goal without the System’s assistance? That is, to complete the original plot while ensuring that everyone survives.

Mo Jiu: “…”

All the missions are merely guidance…

What did that mean?

Did the System know she was looking for loopholes, and did the System set up those missions precisely to encourage her to find them?

The System knew from the beginning that she couldn’t bring herself to harm Yun Wenzhou.

The System knew from the beginning that Yun Wenzhou wouldn’t truly become as evil as she was in the original plot.

Everything was to peacefully divide Ye Lan and Yun Wenzhou into two opposing camps…

Mo Jiu: All this trouble, who is it meant to deceive? The ‘Heavenly Dao’?

System: You may think so.

“You may think so” means “not entirely.”

It wasn’t just to deceive the “Heavenly Dao” who wanted to kill Ye Lan; there was something else that needed to be deceived.

What Mo Jiu needed to do hadn’t changed. She still had to act and deceive, but she not only had to deceive the people around her but also some high-level entity observing this world.

That was the object she truly needed to fool and exploit loopholes against.

System: A reminder, none of the information I just disclosed to you can be spoken aloud. If you speak it, it’s game over, because there is a possibility of being overheard.

System: Although even if you don’t speak it aloud, someone can still hear it… but it’s okay, we will protect you as much as possible!

Mo Jiu didn’t understand the System’s last sentence. Her thoughts were in complete turmoil, and she had no time to ponder it.

She had received too much information all at once, and she didn’t know what to do next…

No, wait, the most crucial question, the System still hasn’t answered it.

Mo Jiu: You still haven’t told me what the Library gained from my actions? In the last world, I caused trouble as you wished, but in the end, everyone still died. Died neatly.

System: Answer my third question first.

Mo Jiu: Confidence in balancing the chessboard? Heh, I’ll show you how I act.

After replying in her mind, Mo Jiu suddenly burst out laughing: “Hehehe… Hahahaha!”

The cultivator still kneeling on the ground flinched, startled by her.

Mo Jiu laughed as she stood up, extending one hand to stroke the Sect Leader’s cheek: “Sect Leader Sister, how could you just die like this? I wanted to kill you with my own hands…”

The cultivator kneeling on the ground: ?!

“The people from the True Yang Sect? I led them here. Surprised? Unexpected? I’ve been tired of looking at you for a long time! How dare your cultivation be lower than mine, yet you lord it over me?”

“What a pity. So many people died. This sect is basically ruined. Being a Sect Leader like this is boring.”

“It was all for nothing.”

Mo Jiu flicked her sleeve and turned around, not even glancing at the cultivator who was curled up on the ground shivering. She walked straight out of the sect’s main hall.

System: …

Mo Jiu: The answer.

System: …Impressive, ahem, no, well…

It took the System a while to recover from Mo Jiu’s acting before giving her the answer she desired most: One world, one personality shaping. After five worlds, all the people you love will gain true rebirth.

System: Yun Wenzhou, Ye Lan, Moon Star River. And you, my Host, my Master, my great Creator.

Is that so?

Mo Jiu wasn’t too surprised when she heard the word “Creator.”

Knowing that she wasn’t an NPC but a crucial piece on the chessboard used to balance the whole board, she realized that her identity could not be insignificant.

So that was it.

That was why she had so many missions. Not only did she need to fake bullying Yun Wenzhou according to the original plot, but she also needed to ensure that Yun Wenzhou, Ye Lan, and Moon Star River survived.

The so-called “original plot” must have undergone multi-party review, with “people” constantly judging it in real-time, which was why she needed to maintain the appearance of following the steps.

Mo Jiu left the hall and instinctively looked up. A figure descended from the sky.

The domineering black robe was trimmed with red. She was clean from head to toe, without a drop of filthy blood.

Although she had changed her clothes, that face was all too familiar to Mo Jiu.

“Xiao Zhou.” Mo Jiu curved her lips, displaying a gentle smile.

The demonized Yun Wenzhou seemed to smile less, her aura cold and aloof, pushing people miles away.

Before earning the title of Devil Venerable, she already possessed the dignity of one.

Yet, the first thing she did after flying down and landing in front of Mo Jiu was to kneel.

“All three thousand eight hundred and twenty-one people of the True Yang Sect have been executed. There are no survivors. A-Jiu, I have avenged you.” Yun Wenzhou, dressed in that domineering attire, reported to Mo Jiu while kneeling.

Mo Jiu looked down at her and “Mm-hm’ed.”

“Now, only I remain guilty,” Yun Wenzhou continued. “A-Jiu, punish me.”

“Good.” Mo Jiu smiled, bending down. She placed one hand on Yun Wenzhou’s shoulder, letting her hair fall from her neck. “Then, first take me away from here. Find a quiet place.”

She leaned close to Yun Wenzhou’s ear: “Then, I’ll punish you properly.”

Yun Wenzhou focused her attention on Mo Jiu’s chest, trying hard to listen to her inner thoughts, but only heard a blankness.

She pursed her lips and said, “Yes,” while getting up and smoothly sweeping Mo Jiu up into a bridal carry.

Mo Jiu naturally hooked her arms around Yun Wenzhou’s neck, using her other hand to gently pinch Yun Wenzhou’s chin, her fingertip tracing her slightly pursed lips: “I might be a little rough tonight, okay?”

In order to continue this game of chess.

“Since you want to be my cultivation cauldron so badly, I won’t be polite.”

I must become stronger.

“I will refine all the evil energy on your body and eat it like candy.”

If I can’t fall into the Demonic Path, I’ll cultivate evil energy.

“Xiao Zhou, are you willing?”

Ye Lan, I’ll be waiting for you to kill me.

Yun Wenzhou still couldn’t hear Mo Jiu’s inner voice, but just sensing the warm light around her made her feel completely at ease.

“Xiao Zhou submits to A-Jiu’s disposal.”