System, You Didn't Say the Villain Can Read Minds! - Chapter 53

Chapter 53

◎Did I tell you to move?◎

Mo Jiu held Yun Wenzhou in her arms, one hand wrapped around her waist and pressed against her lower abdomen, refining the Sha energy on her body as gently as possible.

The other hand was responsible for distracting her, using the specially made medicinal liquid to alleviate the pain of condensing the Sha into a pill.

The person who would scream so readily when whipped only let out two whimpers during this process.

Mo Jiu tried kissing her ears and neck. She did not resist, nor could she. Her parted lips were filled only with uncontrollable gasps.

After some time, a dark red pill rolled out of Yun Wenzhou’s throat and floated in mid-air.

Yun Wenzhou’s body fell backward limply, her head resting on Mo Jiu’s shoulder, her eyes unfocused. The ground was covered with blue-green liquid, and some other things.

“It’s over. It won’t hurt anymore,” Mo Jiu whispered a comfort into Yun Wenzhou’s ear, regardless of whether she was still conscious.

She guided the dark red Blood Sha Pill to her palm, where she could feel the power surging within it.

It was dangerous and tyrannical, like a fierce hurricane.

Mo Jiu didn’t dare to gamble and confirmed with the System: If my temperament drastically changes after absorbing the Sha energy, do you have a way to strip it from me?

System: Theoretically, the Host’s personality will not be affected by the world’s setting. Take Yun Wenzhou as an example—the setting for falling into the Demonic Path in this world is ‘abandoning one’s path and a drastic change in temperament,’ but Yun Wenzhou’s actual situation is more like breaking the moral shackles and starting to completely disregard the consequences. She is still herself. Unless she experiences some huge stimulus, her temperament won’t change drastically.

Mo Jiu: That’s true.

She didn’t feel any significant change in Yun Wenzhou’s personality after her fall into the Demonic Path. Her reluctance to smile could be entirely attributed to her self-reproach.

System: If the Host’s temperament truly changes drastically, then we’ll just reset.

Mo Jiu: …That joke isn’t funny at all. Don’t say it again.

System: Alright, I’m reflecting on it.

Mo Jiu took a deep breath. After preparing herself mentally, she brought the Blood Sha Pill in her hand close to her lips.

It immediately turned into a stream of red light, like the warped crystallization in the last world, flowing into her mouth.

However, before her body could fully absorb this tyrannical power, Yun Wenzhou in her arms suddenly reached out and somewhat roughly pulled open Mo Jiu’s belt.

“A-Jiu… don’t stop…“

“Is it… a little too sly to still be wearing clothes?“

Yun Wenzhou tilted her head back, her wet eyes looking upward blankly.

Mo Jiu hugged her tightly, cooing into her ear: “Okay, okay, I won’t stop, I won’t stop. I’ll take them off, I’ll take them off.“

Mo Jiu actually enjoyed her own feigned composure while the other person was in distress, but it was indeed a bit sly.

She slipped out of her robes, then took out a soft quilt from her space and spread it on the ground. She gently carried Yun Wenzhou onto it and pressed her beneath her.

A pill coated in sugar is still medicine. After the medicine was consumed, the pure sugar still needed to be fed.

Mo Jiu lowered her head, kissing Yun Wenzhou’s forehead, cheeks, lips, neck, collarbone… then leaned close to her ear and teased: “You promised to remember the pleasure and humiliation I grant you, so don’t lose consciousness halfway through.“

Late at night, Yun Wenzhou completely lost all her strength and fell into a deep sleep.

Mo Jiu cleaned herself up, changed into clean clothes, and sat cross-legged in the center of the Spirit Gathering Array.

The Sha energy, formed from the resentment and hatred of over three thousand eight hundred people, was like an untamed beast, crashing wildly within her body.

She didn’t feel any signs of emotional loss of control, but there was a risk of her spiritual power going berserk.

Mo Jiu didn’t suppress this dominant power, but instead guided it to impact her bottleneck.

The wall leading from the Nascent Soul stage to the Soul Transformation stage, which was originally indestructible, began to show cracks under the impact of the Sha energy.

A massive amount of spiritual energy was attracted, drawn to the cave on the mountainside, drawn to the center of the Spirit Gathering Array, rushing into Mo Jiu’s body, and fiercely impacting that wall under the guidance of the Sha energy, reaching toward the laws of the world beyond that wall.

Her Nascent Soul condensed. Mo Jiu felt the time was right, sprang up, flew out of the cave on her sword, and headed to another desolate mountain.

Dark clouds gathered over her head, finally forming the Nine-Layer Tribulation Cloud that one encounters upon entering the Soul Transformation stage, which would unleash nine bolts of heavenly lightning.

Mo Jiu was not panicked at all.

Tribulation transcending—she was good at that.

The first bolt of heavenly lightning struck. She didn’t dodge or evade, facing it head-on with a water shield.

It was painful, but not fatal.

The second bolt of heavenly lightning struck. She raised her hand to control it slightly, then allowed it to strike beside her feet.

Having already stepped into the Soul Transformation stage with one foot, she could use the ability she awakened in the last world to control the lightning of the Soul Transformation stage, but she couldn’t yet do it completely at will, unable to ball it up and throw it back like she did with Nascent Soul stage lightning.

However, altering its trajectory was more than enough.

Mo Jiu realized: This power originally belongs to me, regardless of which world I am in?

System: Mm…

Mo Jiu: Not denying it means admitting it. So, your surprise at me awakening an ability in the first world was purely an act?

System: No. The original plot of the first world, specifically the script, truly did not mention you awakening an ability.

Mo Jiu: If I had followed the script completely, would I really have been killed by Yun Wenzhou?

System: Probably. But if such a thing really happened…

Mo Jiu: It would have reset?

System: Yes. Yun Wenzhou cannot die. Ye Lan and Moon Star River cannot die. And you, Host, definitely cannot die.

Mo Jiu: You guys work hard, too.

Mo Jiu couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

While chatting with the System in her mind, she skillfully managed to make the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth bolts of heavenly lightning all deviate from their original trajectories and strike beside her feet.

The ground around her was covered with craters made by the lightning, but the spot where she stood remained intact from beginning to end.

By the seventh bolt of lightning, the destructive power within it weakened, replaced by the power of rebirth and recovery.

Mo Jiu stopped resisting, only putting on the most basic defense, closing her eyes, and peacefully enjoying the whipping of the heavenly lightning.

First, she felt a tingling numbness, then a sharp pain, and then a more severe numbness, as if her entire body was being gnawed by thousands of ants, each carrying a nerve-paralyzing toxin.

But after enduring the most concentrated sharp pain, what followed was a reassuring itch, like someone was sweeping a blade of medicinal grass across her skin. Where it was swept, the scorched blackness receded, flesh healed, and she was completely renewed.

Mo Jiu didn’t let out a single sound throughout the entire process, not even frowning.

There was no one around; she didn’t need to act for anyone.

Her body clearly knew that the best way to reduce pain was to embrace it.

The more relaxed the body was, the faster the pain subsided. Conversely, the more tense the body, the more intense the pain.

She felt… she was very used to pain.

Mo Jiu: Did I get hurt often before?

System: Not really. The Host is not known for being skilled in combat…

It stopped abruptly, then added: The Host’s friends often got hurt, and the Host could transfer the pain they felt onto herself, so you had the illusion of getting hurt often?

Mo Jiu: I see.

She wondered if she could do it now. If so, next time she refined the Sha energy from Yun Wenzhou, she could bear the pain with her.

…Wait, no “next time”! She had already broken through to Soul Transformation. Would it be right to let Yun Wenzhou fight when she encountered danger again?

As soon as she thought this, her divine sense swept over a Soul Transformation cultivator.

Having broken through to Soul Transformation, her Nascent Soul was strong enough to release divine sense to detect her surroundings.

It was a strange feeling. Although her eyes didn’t see the person and her ears didn’t hear them, she could sense their presence.

Mo Jiu looked down at herself. The tattered clothes of the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect couldn’t withstand the Nine-Layer Heavenly Tribulation of the Soul Transformation stage, and they were completely ripped. Fortunately, the essential parts were still covered.

At least from her modern perspective, she wasn’t exposed.

But the look in the eyes of the approaching Soul Transformation cultivator made her very uncomfortable.

It was like a hungry wolf, attracted by the scent of blood, finding its prey in terminal despair, drooling, as if it would pounce and devour her in the next instant.

However, even so, Mo Jiu didn’t initiate the attack.

No matter which world she was in, no matter what she encountered, one thing would never change—she only killed “defective products.”

Those who had killed, committed crimes, were preparing to commit crimes, those who didn’t treat people as people…

The most crucial point—those who would cause harm to society.

Mo Jiu didn’t know where this obsession came from, but she didn’t think there was anything wrong with it.

It was simple.

If they weren’t “defective products,” why would they need to be sent back to the kiln for remolding?

“Fellow Daoist, why are you transcending the tribulation alone here?” the person asked.

“None of your business,” Mo Jiu replied coldly.

Silence followed the words. Neither of them moved.

The other party was clearly waiting for a moment, an opportunity to attack, and Mo Jiu would not give him that chance.

Just then, the System spoke in Mo Jiu’s mind: Dark red uniform. This person is from the Soul Refining Sect.

Mo Jiu: What about the Soul Refining Sect?

System: The Soul Refining Sect, as the name suggests, is a sect that increases cultivation by refining the souls of others. He was attracted by your heavenly tribulation. He wants to refine your soul!

Mo Jiu: I knew the way he looked at me was like he wanted to eat me, not… you know.

The battle was about to begin!

The Soul Refining Sect cultivator started attacking instantly, summoning a black banner with red characters, a Soul Guiding Banner. A half-human-tall red skull appeared, opening its bloody mouth and lunging at Mo Jiu!

Mo Jiu was startled, not because the opponent attacked suddenly, but because of the skull.

What a huge skull! She had never seen such a large skull in her life!

System: Host, quickly dodge!

Mo Jiu: Dodge what?

The power of the Soul Transformation stage surged continuously from her body. She had now officially broken through to this realm.

Without needing a sword, she flew up into the air, completely ignoring the skull. She raised her hand toward the person controlling the skull: “Did I tell you to move?”

Following this sentence, the Soul Refining Sect cultivator’s body suddenly became immobilized, as if gripped by an invisible hand.

He widened his eyes in disbelief. The Soul Guiding Banner lost its spiritual energy supply and fell from the air. The red skull dissipated along with it.

Mo Jiu guided the Soul Guiding Banner into her palm, quickly identifying it.

It was a sixth-grade, high-quality magic treasure, considered decent for the Soul Transformation stage.

The red skull attached to it was refined from the souls of over a hundred Nascent Soul and above cultivators and could fight a Soul Transformation cultivator.

“So you came to deliver a tool to me,” Mo Jiu said playfully. “This thing… I can actually use it.”

One use of Sha energy is to refine it into a Sha Soul and manipulate the Sha Soul for combat.

With the Soul Guiding Banner and the soul monster inside it, the Sha energy could be directly attached to the soul monster, strengthening its power.

“You… what did you do to me? What kind of cultivation technique is this?” The man frantically twisted his body, but all his struggles were futile.

Mo Jiu, having broken through to the Soul Transformation stage, had no rival below the Void Refinement stage.

“My companion is waiting for me to go home. I’m in a hurry. Just tell me your last words,” Mo Jiu didn’t want to waste time with him, but she mercifully gave him a chance to speak his last words.

However, he wasted this precious opportunity on a defense: “Fellow Daoist must have misunderstood something! I only saw that Fellow Daoist had broken through to Soul Transformation and wanted to exchange pointers. I had no intention of taking your life!”

“Are you done?” Mo Jiu didn’t believe a word he said.

Who exchanges pointers with a zero-frame preemptive sneak attack?

She spoke a single syllable, mimicking Yun Wenzhou’s tone: “Die.”

Locking onto the opponent’s heart, she closed her five fingers. From then on, the cultivation world lost a Soul Refining Sect cultivator and gained a Sha Soul Master.

Mo Jiu put away the Soul Guiding Banner and then said in her mind: I will return to the Moon Splendor Immortal Sect tomorrow.

System: To do what?

Mo Jiu: To use the Soul Guiding Banner to collect the souls on the mountain. I hope there are many witnesses present. I thought about it. The reason of colluding with the True Yang Sect out of jealousy towards the Sect Leader Sister is too far-fetched, but if it’s for collecting souls, refining souls, and cultivating Sha, everything makes sense. The world of Xianxia novels is never short of people who stop at nothing for cultivation.

System: As expected of the Host.

Mo Jiu: As for tonight, I need to watch over Xiao Zhou and let her rest well.

After replying to the System in her mind, Mo Jiu flew back to the cave she and Yun Wenzhou had carved out.

She walked in softly.

Yun Wenzhou was fast asleep under the quilt.

Mo Jiu leaned close to her, noticing her slightly red eye corners. Combined with her stunning face, it gave her a look of utter vulnerability.

Mo Jiu resisted the urge to kiss her eye corner, quietly moved away from her, and sat down in the center of the Spirit Gathering Array. She began meditating to sort out the Sha energy within her body while keeping watch over Yun Wenzhou.

However, keeping watch proved unsuitable for her.

Her biological clock was still set to the last world. While meditating, she… fell asleep.

Mo Jiu had no idea when she fell asleep, only that when she came to, she was sitting in front of a chessboard.

The chessboard before her held an exceptionally exquisite set of chess pieces, each piece looking like a finely polished crystal.

The pieces in front of her were white.

The pieces on the opposite side were black.

Both colors of pieces had a certain transparency, reflecting multicolored light under the lamp.

Mo Jiu looked up across the board.

The person sitting opposite her was Ye Lan.

That’s a bit unexpected.

Was it because she was no longer agonizing over how to face Yun Wenzhou from different worlds, but had started agonizing over how to keep Ye Lan alive while also saving herself and Yun Wenzhou, so the subject of her dream “rendezvous” had changed?

But even in a dream, Mo Jiu had absolutely no sexual interest in Ye Lan.

She had once thought this was because Ye Lan had cut off her leg, and she feared Ye Lan. But at this moment, she knew very clearly that wasn’t the case.

—Her fear of Ye Lan was innate, regardless of what Ye Lan had done to her.

Mo Jiu’s gaze swept over Ye Lan’s red pupils and landed on the chessboard.

The game was about to be decided. The number of white pieces was more than double the number of black pieces. On the black side, only the King and Queen remained, besides a few pawns.

“Playing chess is so hard…” Ye Lan said with a wry smile.

Mo Jiu propped her head up with one hand, a lazy smile playing on her lips, and responded in a casual tone: “Different fields of expertise. When it comes to fighting, all of us combined couldn’t beat you, so you can’t allow me to win against you once in chess?”

“Pity these pieces, following a useless King,” Ye Lan said, tapping the chessboard with her finger. All the black pieces on the board, except for the King and Queen, instantly turned white.

“Go. Go to the other side. That way, no one has to die except me.”

“You go too,” Ye Lan said to the black Queen.

However, the black Queen remained quietly by the black King’s side, showing no signs of changing color.

“Why won’t you go? You can live if you go. There’s no need to die with me.”

“Hey, don’t ask for the impossible,” Mo Jiu couldn’t help but complain. “Firstly, I already have a Queen. I’m very devoted, and she’s very obsessive. We don’t have room for another Queen here. Secondly—”

Mo Jiu snapped her fingers. The entire chessboard lifted into the air and rotated 360 degrees. During this process, both the chessboard and the pieces on it changed from black and white to gray, indistinguishable from each other.

“Did you think this world was as black and white as you are? It’s not.”

“I will save her, and I will save you. I will save everyone.”

“Who told you that I am the kind of god who does that?”

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