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Transparent tears slid down her snow-white cheeks, dripping from her chin and leaving deep water stains on the blankets.

The torrent of tears seemed unstoppable, silently filling her blood-red eyes, quickly soaking the sheets.

Compared to the torrent of tears, Yue’s expression was initially blank, as if it took him a while to recover.

He frowned, a troubled helplessness showing between his brows, then an unbearable pain surfacing in his usually cold and indifferent eyes.

“Ah…” A hoarse sigh escaped Yue’s lips; no matter how hard he tried to maintain his composure, he couldn’t hide his choked voice, “It’s so painful.”

“Why?” Ding Hong on the bed blurted out, not even knowing what she herself wanted to know after asking.

The moment the man’s hand touched her heart, the sorrow, despair, and reluctance she felt seemed to be transferred, relieving her mental torment but leaving behind an emptiness.

This emptiness made Ding Hong even more panicked, even leading to the thought: she’d rather die from heartache than experience this ignorant emptiness, feeling nothing at all.

Fortunately, the emptiness vanished in just a few seconds, and she regained her emotions.

The first thought that crossed her mind wasn’t relief, but intense heartache: Yue always said he had no feelings, so he didn’t know what happiness or sadness felt like. At first, she didn’t understand, but now she understood a little. This emptiness, as if she had no heart, was terrifying! Even just a few brief seconds almost made her lose herself. How had Yue gotten through this past year?

Thinking this, she could no longer control herself and opened her arms to hug the man in front of her.

“Ah!” The moment she touched him, the sleeves of her hands tore open as if burned.

Ding Hong was also burned by the sudden, intense heat.

The scream jolted Yue out of his reverie, and he recoiled abruptly.

Ding Hong, however, didn’t let go, and his movement pulled her off the bed, causing them to fall to the floor together.

“Let go.”

“No!”

Ding Hong not only didn’t let go, but instead gripped the man’s clothes tightly, her voice filled with undisguised terror. “Why is this happening? What’s wrong with you? Your face, your body…”

Yue didn’t speak; it felt as if volcanic lava was flowing beneath his skin, threatening to incinerate him at any moment.

“Tell me! I command you to tell me!” Ding Hong screamed.

Since their unexpected encounter, the fox spirit Yue had been unable to refuse her commands.

But this time, it was ineffective.

“Yue! Tell me what happened? Why have you become like this! Speak!”

No matter how Ding Hong interrogated, commanded, or focused intently, it had no effect on the person beneath her; despair gradually surfaced in her eyes.

“Have you noticed?” Yue said slowly, “Your commands are ineffective against me.”

He reached out, his sharp fingers tracing Ding Hong’s cheek, leaving a red mark without even applying any force.

A flicker of pain flashed in those tear-washed, crimson eyes. Her fingers didn’t move forward; instead, they withdrew a centimeter. “So I can hurt you, but it won’t affect me.”

Ding Hong’s eyes widened, her lips trembling. “It’s…it’s okay, nothing’s okay, as long as you’re alright… you have to be alright…”

“Get away!” Yue suddenly roared, interrupting her fragmented words.

Ding Hong was startled. But her instinctive reaction wasn’t to leave this seemingly crazed monster, but to grip him even tighter, afraid he would disappear from her sight.

“I told you to get away, or I’ll really kill you!” To prove his words, Yue’s five fingers suddenly plunged into Ding Hong’s heart with lightning speed.

This time, the fingers pierced her clothes, cutting her skin, and blood stained the edges of her garment.

Ding Hong cried out in pain, raising her head to meet Yue’s gaze.

The usually quiet and somewhat shy girl now possessed a terrifying, stubborn madness in her eyes.

She clutched the hand piercing her chest, crying out, “Kill me! Do you think this will scare me? Let me tell you, even if I die, I won’t leave! You’ve saved me more than once or twice anyway, this life is yours already, take it if you want!”

“…”

No matter how hard the girl tried, she couldn’t budge the demonized hand an inch.

Ding Hong laughed and cried at the same time, her beautiful face contorted, “I like you, I like you, I like you, Yue! I like you, I really, really like you, I dare not say I love you, others say liking is unrestrained possession, but love is selfless restraint, I don’t want to be selfless or restrained, I will only like you more and more from now on!”

“Ha.” Yue twitched her lips, revealing her usual mocking smile, “What a reckless and selfish confession.”

Ding Hong didn’t speak, tears dripping from her chin, falling onto Yue’s cheek below, instantly drying and evaporating.

Yue gazed at her silently, his eyes growing increasingly intense. His tightly pressed, cold lips trembled slightly as he parted, a low, mournful moan escaping from the depths of his throat.

He gave a bitter laugh, suddenly reaching out to pull the girl into his arms.

“Ding Hong, you haven’t changed at all.”

His hoarse voice brought tears to Ding Hong’s eyes, her heart aching. How could she bear to see this proud man so disheveled? He was always arrogant, and he should remain so.

She tried to move, to speak, but the man held her tightly, and she heard him mutter to himself, as if speaking to the air, “Always knows how to sway my heart.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ding Hong felt her heart pound violently, a deafening roar echoing in her mind, and all the images vanished.

Outside, a crimson moon hung in the sky, draping the world in a hazy, eerie veil. The modern steel city in the scene distorted and blurred, like a broken cassette tape, pulling one’s mind and body into the turmoil, leaving them unable to control themselves.

“Ding-a-ling—” A light, melodious bell sound suddenly rang out, growing louder as it approached.

The scene abruptly quieted down, no longer showing the familiar modern skyscrapers. Instead, there were blue-tiled roofs, stone-paved paths, and men and women dressed in short robes.

They were discussing something, and a scene played out in fragments. Listening to the conversations of the people in the play, one learnt that a legend was circulating in this small town— a fox spirit lived on Qingqiu Mountain behind their town, and every year sacrifices were offered to this fox spirit to ensure the town’s good weather and safety.

However, in recent years, the town had become unsettled, with frequent incidents of able-bodied men getting injured or disappearing while hunting in the mountains. Some suspected the fox spirit was angry, while others believed it was not a fox spirit at all, but a mountain demon.

The people were divided into two factions. One side believed that finding a bride for the Fox Spirit would please him and ensure his continued protection. The other side wanted to hire a sorcerer from outside the town to eliminate the mountain demon. They had chosen a representative and were raising money to send that person out of town to invite a renowned sorcerer.

While the belligerent faction was out searching for a sorcerer, the peaceful faction also encountered problems. Families with daughters were unwilling to send their children away. After discussion, they decided that everyone would contribute money to buy a woman from outside the town to be the Fox Spirit’s bride.

No one expected that the powerful sorcerer brought by the belligerent faction would encounter bandits on her way to the town. Initially, she was reluctant to fight due to the rule against harming ordinary people, but a hidden archer killed the town’s guide with a single arrow.

This sparked a fight, giving this inexperienced young sorcerer her first real experience of the cruelty of humanity.

She still didn’t kill him, only crippling the hidden archer before fleeing.

But before she could escape, she was struck hard on the head with a club, her face covered in blood. And after running for more than ten minutes, she collapsed unconscious on the ground.

This was the only way out of the small town, and two villagers who were going out of town to buy a fox spirit bride happened to find the unconscious female sorceress.

“Is this really necessary? She’s already so pitiful.” The young man looked at the female sorceress’s beautiful face, even stained with blood, and felt a pang of pity.

The older man, while carrying her, said, “If we hadn’t passed by and rescued her, she would either have frozen to death here or been eaten by wild beasts. We are her saviors, she should repay our kindness!”

“But if she marries the fox spirit, she won’t survive…”

“Shut up! Hurry up and carry her. Aren’t you happy that we can save you some money? Don’t you want to get married?”

“But…”

“Hurry up!”

In the end, the young man was persuaded, and the two of them carried the female sorceress back.

They didn’t know that after they had gone far away, a figure easily landed where they had been.

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The Xuanming Plaque seemed to sense Bai Ju’s arrival, immediately emitting a soft buzzing sound. A deep, dark light emanated from the plaque, rippling outwards. After a few circles of ripples, the struggling, ferocious black lines around it were unwillingly suppressed and bound, their attacking momentum forcibly halted, reduced to threads, and pulled back by the Xuanming Plaque.

Bai Ju’s gaze softened, sweeping over the threads, and he reached out to touch the cool edge of the plaque.

Back then, if such a divine beast had been guarding the four directions, how could he, Old Dog Bai, have had to deal with those messy affairs?

Slightly moved, Bai Ju sighed, collected his thoughts, and said to the Xuanming Plaque, “No need to trouble yourself… I’ll lend you a hand.”

Through Bai Ju’s fingertips, the Xuanming Plaque conveyed a hint of doubt and confusion; it only knew that what it was extracting from the mountain was not good, and that it was clearly poised to attack Bai Ju, which, in the Xuanming Plaque’s view, was quite dangerous.

Bai Ju chuckled and touched the mottled characters on the Xuanming Plaque: “Don’t worry, I’m fine. This thing can’t harm me.”

Having finished speaking, Bai Ju rubbed his fingertips reassuringly twice before withdrawing his hand.

The next instant, a deep crimson slowly emerged from the depths of Bai Ju’s pitch-black right eye, soon coloring the entire pupil a deep red.

The scar extending from the corner of his eye also lit up, a bright gold interwoven with the ominous crimson, making the lines appear as if magma was surging beneath cracked ground.

In an instant, the silk threads that had been baring their fangs and trying to pounce seemed to have seen something terrifying, trembling and struggling again, trying to escape from the Xuanming Plaque— but Bai Ju would never give it such an opportunity. This was the first time he had actively used what was in his right eye, and he wouldn’t do it without a purpose.

A terrifying suction force erupted from Bai Ju, like a greedy demon finally finding its food; the black silk threads pulled out by the Xuanming Plaque instantly lost their shape, twisting and turning before being roughly scattered into smoke. The mist then rolled towards Bai Ju’s outstretched palm.

This eerie power was sealed within the mountain, containing the vampire’s own heritage, but even more so, a jumble of resentment, fear, and evil accumulated over the years, seemingly originating not only from the island. These elements were difficult to extract without breaking the seal, but the Xuanming Plaque itself had an extremely close connection to the island. This allowed it to be extracted piece by piece while maintaining the seal, then the Xuanwu power stored within the plaque was used to replace these elements and infuse them into the mountain, completing the replacement. What would normally be difficult for Bai Ju to manipulate, now with the Xuanming Plaque as a medium, allowed him to swiftly gather what had been extracted from the plaque into his palm.

His ivory-white skin appeared exceptionally pale in this hazy space. His palm slightly clenched, a thin layer of golden light covering Bai Ju’s hand, prevented the invasion of the eerie black energy; subtle and imperceptible. Golden threads occasionally darted about, compressing and gathering the black smoke into a ball the size of a pigeon egg, slowly rotating in Bai Ju’s palm to absorb more.

The thing in his eyes began to struggle and resist. It needed this black energy… it wanted to devour this readily available feast to strengthen itself and rebel against the mountain god who had suppressed it for thousands of years.

A familiar, dull ache lingered in his mind, accompanied by a hallucination of excruciating pain…

Bai Ju closed his eyes.

Something he thought he would never touch again.

Thousands of years of torment were etched into his bones; even if he didn’t hate it, this body had long remembered the pain it had inflicted; so much so that even slight symptoms awakened his memories.

Sharp nails uncontrollably protruded from his fingertips.

Bai Ju held the black energy ball in one hand, his other clenched into a fist, the meridians lurking beneath his skin bulging, then quickly subsiding.

Calm down… it’s all over now, this thing… had been suppressed by him and worn down over countless years, now reduced to mere dregs, devoid of complete consciousness and the ability to rise again.

This thing had become his defeated foe, a part of him sealed within his body, and he was entitled to utilize it, to… assimilate it into his own body.

A surge of clarity flooded his mind from the crown of his head, dispelling all the painful illusions; the lines spreading from the corners of his eyes to his cheeks now seemed threatened, their dark red glow flickering more intensely, even showing a hint of panic.

Countless golden threads leaped out, binding the deep red markings, crushing and destroying them bit by bit.

The blood-red in Bai Ju’s pupils was gradually sifted through by the golden rays, and in no time, the two merged, becoming indistinguishable, a golden-red like the blazing sun. Bai Ju breathed a sigh of relief, composed himself, and then looked up to communicate with the Xuanming Plaque: “Please, replace this black energy as soon as possible.”

The Xuanming Plaque, acting on Bai Ju’s orders, resided within the mountain, displacing the power here. However, its own abilities alone couldn’t guarantee control over all the black energy if the displacing was too rapid, hence the gradual, piecemeal approach.

Now, Bai Ju, using it as a medium, could directly suppress the black energy within the island, eliminating any future threat for the Xuanming Plaque. Although its remaining intelligence didn’t allow it to comprehend the changes that had just occurred with Bai Ju, it didn’t prevent it from judging that Bai Ju possessed sufficient power to deal with this black energy.

(The mountain’s illusory realm…”)

The plaque and the demon king reached a consensus. In an instant, the Xuanming Plaque ceased its suppression, and countless streams of black energy surged from the surrounding space, surging relentlessly, gathering at a speed more than a hundred times faster than before.

The profound black aura, dignified and chilling, billowed forth from the Xuanming Plaque, spreading outwards from this small illusory realm, permeating the entire island of Turtle Valley Island, and also seeping into the seal. The portion of the vampire’s inheritance that had been stripped away was limited; after being purified by the Xuanming Plaque and deepened by the Xuanwu aura, it seemed to have fused and mutated into another kind of power, somewhere between yin and yang. However, this state was actually more suitable for the merfolk to absorb than before.

If the seal were to open later, and the merfolk transferred the power within, the risk of them absorbing it would be considerably lower.

Bai Ju stabilized the black sphere in his palm, raised his other hand to touch his lower eyelid, and then conjured a water mirror to look at himself.

Hmm… the scar was still there, it hadn’t faded.

It seemed to be as he had guessed before; as long as that thing was inside him, whether he suppressed it or absorbed it, this scar couldn’t be removed.

It was a pity that if he were to transfer this power from… If it were removed from his own body, he might not be able to ignite the Emperor’s Fate for Xiao Yao. After all, it wasn’t a good thing, but it was undeniably powerful.

Otherwise, how could it have tormented him for so many years?

Putting aside how much this thing had enhanced Bai Ju’s strength, from Old Dog Bai’s own perspective, he was actually somewhat disappointed.

He didn’t like the scar on his face, even though Xiao Yao had complimented it on its appearance. He still wanted to remove it so that his Yao Yao could see him clean and untainted— his original, purest self.

Whether it was appearance or soul.

Xiao Yao’s mind was uneasy.

As he drifted off for the third time, Qu Lang finally couldn’t resist flicking his forehead.

“Brother Xiao, Master Xiao, what are you doing, so absent-minded?” Qu Lang, a semi-transparent string dangling from his mouth, gestured for Xiao Yao to help, “Where to tie it next?”

Xiao Yao rubbed his forehead, his thoughts returning to normal. Unlike usual, he didn’t immediately dwell on Qu Lang’s flick, but instead focused his gaze on the array plate in Qu Lang’s hand, pointing to a certain constellation among the silver nails, saying, “Here.”

Qu Lang hurriedly wrapped the string around it.

The silver nails on this array plate were arranged according to constellations. The array was connected and arranged using refined silk ropes. The constellations changed daily, and the arrangement varied accordingly. Only after the array was complete would it automatically adjust according to the constellations.

Qu Lang had some understanding of formations, but when he and Xiao Yao studied under the same master, Xiao Yao specialized in astrology, while he specialized in military strategy. As a result, although his skill in formations was considerable, it was still less than a tenth of Xiao Yao’s. Therefore, when working on this formation, he could set up a portion himself, but for the rest, he had to consult Xiao Yao to determine the key nodes.

This wasn’t to say that Qu Lang was weak.

In fact, like many talented individuals, Qu Lang was quite frustrated by the era he lived in. Qu Lang, skilled in military strategy, lacked “soldiers”; soldiers consisted of three things: soldiers, weapons, and military tactics.

Soldiers were those with capable subordinates and a perfectly compatible partner; weapons were those with versatile and endlessly varied weapons; and military tactics were those that cultivated morale, slew demons, established principles, and created a unique artistic realm that connected with heaven and earth.

All three were indispensable, and Qu Lang lacked all of them.

Regarding soldiers, he had teammates, but he lacked a truly compatible and tacit partner whose strength matched his own. Each of his men had their own path, and none could be his sole source of synergy. As for weapons, while modern cold and hot weapons were common, the weapons discussed in the sorcerer’s world referred to spiritually imbued implements. Unfortunately, Qu Lang only possessed a handful of spiritual weapons; from which any kind of transformation was impossible— simply put, he was poor. Regarding magic, that was based on the previous two.

The art of war was for military geniuses; but without soldiers and weapons, military strategy was nothing but a pipe dream.

Therefore, the strength Qu Lang could currently unleash was probably less than one-tenth of his true power.

After pointing out two or three key points, Xiao Yao’s gaze fell on Qu Lang, and he couldn’t help but drift off into thought.

He inexplicably recalled some of Bai Ju’s confident statements… as if he were quite certain that the current state of affairs would change. A pearl will not be obscured, and a new era will begin.

In this era, the more knowledgeable a cultivator is, the clearer they understand how low the ceiling of their potential truly is. Yet, Old Dog Bai had repeatedly expressed vaguely that this ceiling would soon rise.

Xiao Yao had a headache.

He believed Old Dog Bai wouldn’t speak without reason, but he wasn’t sure whether breaking this barrier would be a natural development of this world, a catalyst requiring Bai Ju to sacrifice something, or a price he himself would have to pay.

His unease grew heavier.

Xiao Yao abruptly stood up, took a couple of anxious steps, then sat back down: “…Next, go around here.”

Qu Lang stared blankly at Xiao Yao, rarely seeing him so agitated. So he stopped what he was doing, somewhat at a loss: “Brother Xiao, what’s wrong?”

Xiao Yao grabbed a handful of hair, then squatted down, head bowed.

After a long while, he squeezed out through clenched teeth: “I suspect that stupid dog, your Brother Bai…”

Perhaps, maybe, he had already… done something irreversible.

Perhaps not a bad thing, but perhaps something he hadn’t wanted to do.

His throat tightened.

Xiao Yao stared intently at the ground beneath his toes, wishing he could burn a hole in it.

The fleeting “do-or-die” feeling he’d just experienced definitely didn’t originate from himself. Xiao Yao couldn’t think of anyone other than Bai Ju who could directly stir his emotions.

He closed his eyes briefly.

Xiao Yao then changed the subject: “A Lang, I want… to regain my memories.”

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Ahem, to avoid any wild guesses, the following author’s notes contain some spoilers. Skip if you don’t want to be spoiled.

First, the remnant in Old Dog Bai’s eyes is a fragment of a demon god’s divine essence, something Old Dog Bai strongly dislikes, which will be mentioned directly later. Partly due to his nature, Old Dog Bai has hated demon gods from the beginning. Although he has long since erased this fragment, he always feels uneasy, worried that he will be influenced by the demon god and do bad things, so he has been avoiding it, unwilling to use this dirty and dangerous power. In this chapter, he decides to fully accept and utilize this power.

Secondly, Xiao Yao’s memories are one of the keys to unlocking his destiny. His lost memories aren’t irretrievable, but the price to pay for them is uncontrollable. Therefore, Xiao Yao has been avoiding this issue, hoping to live a peaceful life while “amnesiac.” In this chapter, he guesses some of Bai Ju’s actions and intuitively feels that his own memories can be a breakthrough, unwilling to let Bai Ju bear the burden alone.

That’s why this chapter is titled “No Escape.”

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Without his elders around, Zhuang Lao Da’s honest and unassuming face revealed a twisted expression. He was mortified by Zhuang Lao Er, consumed by jealousy.

Why are both of Zhuang Lao Er’s sons successful, passing the imperial examinations and becoming scholars? Why can Zhuang Lao Er earn four taels of silver a month, yet he can’t even afford to eat? Why is it that whatever Zhuang Lao Er says goes, and even his parents have to obey him?

If it weren’t for Tian’er’s good fortune in gradually winning over her parents’ hearts, her family probably wouldn’t even have a place to stay.

The more Zhuang Lao Da thought about it, the more he hated it, and he couldn’t help but curse Zhuang Lao Er in his heart. The hanged dog was actually a reflection of his true inner self.

Zhuang Tian’er glanced at him and said casually, “The news that Second Uncle’s family has made a fortune is only known to the villagers so far, so it’s not very dangerous. Dad, don’t worry.”

Zhuang Lao Da immediately twisted his jealousy into a worried expression, a thought surfacing in his mind: Yes, the news hasn’t spread yet, and Zhuang Lao Er is still safe. But what if the news spreads? What if the surrounding villages happen to harbor the bandits’ spies?

With this thought, a sinister light emanated from Zhuang Lao Da’s turbid eyes.

Zhuang Tian’er lowered her head slightly and smiled secretly.

Human hearts are so unpredictable.

Human hearts are so simple and easy to control.

In this life, she will definitely live better than anyone else!

….

The following day, Zhuang Li hired a carriage to go to Bazhou City, and to prevent any accidents, he also took his whole family and their gold and silver treasures with him.

“Father, Mother, go to the fortune teller’s office and ask who owns that house in Xishan, and whether it’s for sale or not. I’m not going; I need to set up my fortune-telling stall here.” Zhuang Li gestured to his younger brother with his chin and instructed, “When customers come to have their fortunes told, grind the ink for me. If they just want their faces read, sit aside and read your books. The Emperor has opened a special imperial examination; even if you fail this year, you can try again next year. Don’t slack off.”

Zhuang Jiuge nodded repeatedly in agreement, then asked in return, “Brother, don’t you read books?”

“I’m not participating in the imperial examinations anymore; I’ll be a fortune teller from now on,” Zhuang Li casually dropped a bombshell.

Zhuang Lao Er and the others were all stunned by the shock. Just as they were about to grab him and try to persuade him, they heard a hesitant voice from behind them: “Excuse me, are you the fortune teller Li Banxian?”

“I am.” Zhuang Li immediately planted the “Li Banxian” flag on the ground.

The rosewood table and chairs that Qi Wang had brought in yesterday are still in their original place, and no one dares to touch them. The waiter at the Jin Manlou restaurant across the street wiped the table and chairs clean with a rag when he opened the door this morning, so Qi Wang must have given some instructions before he left.

So this corner became Zhuang Li’s exclusive domain, and the patrolling constables would also nod respectfully to him.

He calmly sat down, pointed to the chair opposite him, and said, “Please sit down. What do you want to discuss?”

After saying this, his sharp gaze had already sized up the newcomer several times and made some basic judgments.

This was a woman, around thirty years old, dressed in luxurious silk clothes, her hair adorned with pearl hairpins, suggesting she came from a wealthy family. She wore a cautious, guarded expression, indicating she was unaccustomed to going out alone. Her household was strictly regulated; so she should not be from a merchant family, but rather a scholarly or official family.

She kept glancing at a carriage parked on the side of the street; it seemed someone was waiting for her inside.

Looking at the carriage, her eyes were filled with deep worry and a hint of tears. This person must be the one she cared about most, otherwise she would not have broken the rules of her home and come to this bustling, chaotic dock.

Having grasped this clue, Zhuang Li gained the woman’s trust with just one sentence: “What you really want to know is their fate, isn’t it?”

He pointed to the carriage.

The woman’s anxious expression was immediately replaced by surprise, and a hint of obvious joy appeared in her eyes.

She opened her mouth, about to reveal her purpose, when suddenly the carriage curtain was lifted, and a disheveled girl with loose clothes jumped out, shouting, “Let me go, let me go, you evil spirits! Ahhh, the evil spirits are here! The evil spirits are tearing my intestines out!”

Her face was covered in bruises, showing she’d had her share of bumps and bruises. Her gaze was unfocused and disoriented, her mind completely absorbed in the horrific image of being gutted by a demon. Every time she saw someone, she screamed “demon!” and frantically tried to escape, even losing a shoe in the process, but making no attempt to retrieve it.

It was obvious she was crazy.

Two maids also jumped out of the carriage and chased after the girl.

The woman screamed and then ran wildly down the street.

She ran faster than the servants, which showed that she was used to chasing after crazy girls.

Someone recognized the girl and shook their head, sighing, “How come the Zhou family’s madwoman has run away again? Didn’t Master Zhou say last time that he was going to send this daughter back to his hometown and lock her up?”

“Madam Zhou couldn’t bear to part with her daughter. She only has this one daughter, and she was the apple of her eye.”

“Going crazy every few days isn’t sustainable!”

“It’s not madness, it’s possession. It’s said that Miss Zhou is haunted by a group of evil spirits. Even Master Lingxi, the chief disciple of Master Xuanzhenzi, couldn’t subdue these evil spirits when he came to exorcise them. He could only suppress them for a short period of time. After that period, Miss Zhou will be haunted by the evil spirits again and become even madder than before.”

“It is said that three years ago, she was possessed by an evil spirit on the eve of her engagement, and the marriage was called off. Her family was originally a very wealthy and noble family. Master Zhou was a confidant of the Governor and a prominent figure in our Bazhou City. However, he spent all his wealth and resigned from his official position for this daughter. It is truly a pity.”

“If it were me, I would just drown this daughter to save the family from being a burden.”

“That’s incredibly cold-blooded of you. After all, she’s your own daughter. Who could do that to her!”

Zhuang Li heard all the discussions around him, which gave him a general understanding of Miss Zhou.

He dared not say that there were absolutely no ghosts or monsters in the world, after all, his lover was a being that transcended the laws of nature. But he firmly believed in this idea— that the vast majority of ghosts and monsters in the world originated from the human mind.

What was Miss Zhou hiding in her heart?

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The group returned to the hotel with the stray dog spirit, utterly exhausted, both physically and mentally.

Tuan Tuanyi even invited everyone to go soak in the hot springs, but Master Quan, still angry about what he had just said about selling meat, glared at the rat spirit beside him and said, “What are we soaking in? Haven’t we been spied on enough!”

The hotel guests passing by looked at him with incredulous eyes. After looking at him, they looked at the rat spirit’s delicate and pretty face, their eyes asking, “What on earth is this old man talking about?”

As soon as Master Quan finished speaking, he saw the expressions on the faces of those around him. His old face immediately turned bright red, and he turned and left.

The rat spirit, remembering his earlier voyeurism, felt rather embarrassed now that he had been appeased. Seeing that he was still angry, he quickly chased after him to apologize— “Master Quan, please don’t be angry. I didn’t mean to peek at you undressing…”

Passersby: “!!!!”

The Taoist Association members who remained in the main hall heard a large group of people talking and walking towards them from that direction.

“…Did you hear that just now?”

“I heard that… an older man and a younger man… and one of them is a Taoist priest… it’s really shocking…”

“…Compared to age, gender doesn’t seem to be an issue anymore.”

The Taoist priests in the main hall: “…”

….

Master Quan certainly wouldn’t have gone to the hot springs; but the rat spirit also disappeared after following him away.

Wei Xi handed the employees over to his eldest apprentice and then returned to his room with his second apprentice. The moment the door closed, the noise outside was completely shut out.

In the same room, he subconsciously glanced back at his apprentice as he entered, a subtle feeling stirring deep within him.

His apprentice had been on his phone the whole way, but now, as he turned on the light, the gaze lingering on him seemed thoughtful. Wei Xi glanced at his phone: “Que’er, what are you looking at?”

The other person was silent for a moment, their gaze slowly sliding from his eyes to his lips. After a moment, they turned their head away and casually locked the screen: “Nothing, do you still want to take a bath?”

Wei Xi still wanted to go and see it; as according to the guests, the hotel’s hot springs were very famous.

The apprentice grunted in response, then deftly went into the dressing room and retrieved two bathrobes. He carried them over and looked at him intently, asking, “Want me to help you change?”

Wei Xi was stunned for a moment.

The apprentice waited two seconds but received no answer. So he reached out and tried to zip down Wei Xi’s jacket. Wei Xi looked up at his apprentice’s downcast eyes and felt a burning sensation in his ears for some reason. For the first time, he subconsciously refused, saying, “I can do it myself.”

Surprisingly, his apprentice did not insist and obediently withdrew his hand, his attitude appearing somewhat colder than before.

The coat lay limply on the floor, making a familiar clattering sound. Wei Xi took off his clothes and changed into a bathrobe. When he turned around, he found that his apprentice was already prepared and was quietly leaning against the low table, watching him.

The hotel bathrobes were rather loose and of average size, not covering much of the body. Moreover, for some reason, the apprentice hadn’t worn them properly; and the belt was only loosely tied around his waist. He sat on the table, one leg bent, the other casually extended, his upper body slightly bent, holding a can of opened, ice-cold beer in his hand, his sleeves rolled up, clearly exposing his long forearms and most of his chest.

Countless hideous scars spread across his skin, arranged in a staggered pattern, half-hidden and half-revealed, yet somehow creating an indescribable, arrogant beauty.

Although Wei Xi thought his clothes were strange and his pose seemed tiring, his gaze deepened. At that moment, he felt inexplicably tempted, and his appetite was so strong that he wanted to pounce on him and take a bite of his well-defined collarbone.

The apprentice met his gaze but didn’t speak. He simply looked Wei Xi, who had also changed into a bathrobe, up and down, then lowered his eyes, took a sip of beer, stood up, put the beer can aside, and walked straight to the door: “Let’s go.”

He took two steps forward, but Wei Xi didn’t move. Instead, he walked to the low table where his apprentice had been sitting and picked up the beer can that had been put down.

The apprentice seemed to realize that he hadn’t followed and turned around to look at him.

Their eyes met, Wei Xi spun the beer can around, then stared straight into his apprentice’s eyes. Suddenly, as if possessed, he pressed his lips to the spot the other had just touched, and then slowly took a sip.

Their eyes never left each other. The beer, probably taken from the refrigerator, was even colder than the winter air, but the apprentice’s gaze suddenly ignited like a fire.

After a long while, he suddenly made a move, his face darkening as he strode over and grabbed Wei Xi by the back of the head.

Wei Xi almost instantly wrapped his arms around his neck and opened his mouth to receive his tongue.

While Wei Xi was engrossed in the scene, he felt a strange urge to laugh. His apprentice seemed quite angry; he had just been acting cold and indifferent, but now the force with which he bit Wei Xi’s lip was even greater than it had been in the afternoon.

As the two moved, the phone that had been squeezed the whole way was naturally tossed aside. The thumb that had been tossed aside accidentally touched the lock screen button, and the screen lit up after unlocking, revealing WeChat Moments.

The latest update was posted by Xia Shouren.

Shocking! Tried-and-true methods for picking up girls – a must-read for those who want to gain the upper hand. The first tip is to play hard to get; only the right approach wins hearts!

Oh shit!

Oh, the second disciple of the Taicang Sect, thought.

“Gaining the upper hand while feigning reluctance is bullshit! There are more monstrous tricks these days than on social media! Xia Shouren, go to hell.”

….

The next day, when Wei Xi was being led out of the room by his second apprentice, who had recovered and was wrapped in his clothes, they ran into Tuan Tuanyi, who was coming from the opposite side.

Tuan Tuanyi who was grabbing the chubby boy, asked, “Master, we agreed to go to the hot springs together last night, then why didn’t you come?”

Wei Xi licked his lips, his thighs were a little swollen, but he still had a satisfied expression on his face: “I forgot.”

When Tuan Tuanyi met his gaze, he was momentarily stunned. The chubby boy beside him murmured, “Brother Tuan, why does your master look so lewd…”

Tuan Tuanyi snapped out of his daze and slapped him on the back of the head: “You’re so young, but your thoughts are really filthy. Who are you fantasizing about? Shut up!”

The master hadn’t said anything yet, but the junior brother, seeing him happily beating the chubby boy, paused for a moment before finally saying, “Alright, let’s go.”

The rest of the Taoist Association had already gathered, including fellow Taoists from the local Xin’an Taoist Association. They took the address they had obtained from the stray dog monster and headed to Yucheng Mountain, the headquarters of the Xiusheng Sect.

The Xiusheng Cult had a considerable reputation. Despite being in Xin’an for so many years, it had been impossible to eradicate it. At the foot of Mount Yucheng, there were still many believers who had come early in the morning to practice Qigong.

A group of elderly people were laughing and slapping themselves on the chest with sticks, with a young man leading the practice. The Taoist priests from the Xin’an Taoist Association present looked grave: “This is their most common proselytizing tactic. They claim that practicing their sect’s qigong can strengthen the body and prolong life. Alas, this qigong has spread throughout Xin’an. Now, the elderly in Xin’an’s squares no longer do square dancing, but instead practice qigong. And they willingly believe it, no matter how the government tries to ban it, they can’t get rid of it.”

Besides the believers practicing Qigong, there were also many people carrying incense, candles, and paper money rushing up the mountain, all of them looking very happy.

The Taoist priests, puzzled, stopped an old woman and asked, “Auntie, what is happening on this mountain?”

The auntie laughed and said, “Aren’t you going to the wedding? There’s a celebration at the church today!”

The Taoist priest who asked the question was taken aback: “What happy occasion?”

The aunt said, “Marriage! Ghost marriage! The cult wants to find partners for the single deceased relatives of its members! As long as you bring your family members’ birth dates and ashes, they can calculate the most suitable match. As soon as I heard this news, I immediately brought my family members’ ashes here!”

After saying that, the auntie hurriedly ran away, afraid of being late.

The Taoist priests present all changed their expressions drastically. How could they not know what the Xiusheng Sect was up to?

Gathering the ashes of a large number of deceased relatives of the believers was clearly an attempt to summon their spirits. Perhaps the purpose of holding ghost marriages was secondary; the real goal was to summon the spirits to deal with those who might come to besiege them!

The Taoist priests exchanged glances, all of them trembling with fear.

At that moment, the voice of Master Wei from the Taicang Sect could be heard from the crowd, seemingly deeply moved as well: “Tuanyi, did you hear that?”

Tuan Tuanyi: “Master, I heard it.”

Master Wei said, “If a ghost marriage is arranged, there must be quite a few female ghosts involved.”

Tuan Tuanyi: “Yes, there are more men than women now. The gender ratio in our company is unbalanced, and many of our employees are still single.”

The Xin’an Taoist priests: “??????”

Taoist priests from the capital: “……………………”

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The healing magic in this world only transformed divine power into medicine and other substances, rather than directly “restoring health.” Therefore, after casting several healing spells on Anos, Luo Mi found a tree branch to make a splint to fix his fractured right arm.

When Luo Mi turned around to treat the Blackwing Lord, he saw that he had already set up a magic circle and was healing himself.

As expected, the suppression spell he had hastily learned couldn’t control a real magic master for long… Luo Mi muttered to himself, then felt a little relieved that the guy hadn’t run away. Did that mean he was really going to have a chat?

Ignoring the dirt on the ground, Luo Mi sat down cross-legged and coughed, “Since neither of you has any objections, let’s begin our proper discussion— for the sake of convenience, I’ll use the appellations ‘Your Highness’ and ‘Lord,’ that should be alright, right?”

Actually, he secretly wanted to give them a name like “Little White” or “Little Black,” but when he remembered that the Holy Son’s wings had all turned black, he changed the name.

The two Anos frowned, but both acquiesced.

Luo Mi clapped his hands and first asked the obviously easy-going Holy Son, “Your Highness, what is the purpose of your visit this time?”

Saint Anos stared intently at Luo Mi with his azure eyes, his gaze tender: “I noticed that you were taken hostage by him and taken out of the Holy City, so I came to rescue you.”

This was roughly what Luo Mi had guessed. So he smiled at him and then looked at the demon Anos: “Then, Lord, what is your purpose in bringing me to the Demon Realm?”

“You know perfectly well what I’m asking.” The demon Anos answered coldly at first, then paused before reluctantly adding, “Of course, it’s to remove the personality that Lian developed through brainwashing.”

Luo Mi felt there was something unsaid in his words, but he didn’t dwell on it. Instead, he addressed the biggest issue first: “How can you be so sure that the person I’m talking to right now isn’t the real me? I remember you acknowledged that His Highness was yours, so why doesn’t that apply to me?”

The demon Anos glanced at the holy son Anos, a hint of disgust flashing across his handsome face: “I acknowledge him as me because we are both independent and can feel the connection between us.”

Saint Anos glanced at him as well, and added casually, “I couldn’t sense your presence before, perhaps because you were derived from me.”

The demon Anos’s expression froze for a moment, but he did not refute it, only saying, “As long as you die, I will be the original form.”

Luo Mi looked around thoughtfully and suggested, “So, all you need to do is confirm whether my soul is intact?”

The demon Anos snorted through his snort: “Do you dare let me touch your soul?”

To allow someone extremely skilled in magic to touch one’s soul was practically a free gift, especially if that person harbored even the slightest hostility.

To this, Luo Mi smiled with trust: “Of course I believe you, Anos.”

Saint Anos couldn’t help but look over, his brows furrowing slightly as if he wanted to object— but he quickly pursed his lips and restrained himself.

The demon Anos frowned and looked at Luo Mi with suspicion.

Luo Mi straightened his back confidently and pointed to his forehead: “Come in.”

The demon Anos narrowed his eyes: “I’m not some muscle-bound idiot. No amount of disguise in your soul can fool me.”

Saint Anos’s brow twitched slightly. He glanced at Luo Mi’s expression but didn’t argue with him.

Luo Mi patted his chest: “Don’t worry, of course I believe you.”

The demon Anos scrutinized him suspiciously for a moment, seemingly lost in thought, before pressing his finger against Luo Mi’s brow.

He quickly withdrew his finger, and the wariness and hostility in his blood-red eyes were gone, replaced only by shock and confusion.

Luo Mi rubbed his temples and said with a grin, “See? I didn’t lie to you, did I?”

“Why? How did you do that?” The demon Anos came to his senses, his brow furrowing. “How could you maintain your own identity after being possessed by the divinity of a god?”

“That’s not important.” Luo Mi waved her hand dismissively. “Now our misunderstandings have been cleared up, right?”

The demon Anos pursed his lips into a thin line, glanced at Luo Mi, and nodded slightly.

Saint Son Anos spoke at just the right moment: “In that case, I will take Lian back to the Light Domain.”

Before Luo Mi could speak, the demon Anos immediately objected: “He wants to come with me.”

Saint Anos gazed at him silently with eyes as blue as the sky: “Why?”

“I brought Lian here not only to help him with his divine issues, but also to tell him some other things.”

The Holy Son Anos remained unmoved: “Tell him now, and then we’ll go back.”

The demon Anos was enraged by his matter-of-fact tone: “What, is he one of yours?”

Saint Anos glanced at Luo Mi, then met the demon Anos’s gaze again: “Could he be yours?”

The demon Anos smirked and sneered, “We’ve slept together.”

“…Does it have to be so direct?!” Luo Mi’s face immediately turned red, and the words he was about to say to smooth things over got stuck in his throat.

Although all three of them knew the truth, this was the first time they had brought it up so openly, making Luo Mi’s toes curl up as if he wanted to burrow into the ground.

Instead of showing anger or jealousy as he had hoped, the Holy Son Anos calmly said, “Lian is a succubus. I overlooked that before and failed to provide him with the food he needed. Thank you for your trouble. I won’t bother you again in the future.”

The demon Anos’s face twitched slightly as he sneered, “A virgin like you?”

“At least I won’t get so tired that I can’t stand up after walking just a short distance.”

Luo Mi: “…”

What are you two talking about?!

To prevent them from veering into more dangerous territory, Luo Mi blushed and forcefully interrupted, “Stop! That’s not our focus!”

He rubbed his face and looked at the Holy Son. “Your Highness, I also plan to go with the Lord to take a look. I have many questions that haven’t been answered.”

Saint Anos’s expression darkened almost imperceptibly, while Demon Anos’s eyebrows instantly lifted, and he glanced at him smugly. Just as he was about to utter a mocking remark, he heard Luo Mi continue, “So, my plan is for the three of us to go together.”

Demon Anos: “…Who gave him permission to go?”

Luo Mi turned his head and smiled at him again: “Don’t say that. I think this is a good opportunity, maybe it will give you a chance to merge back.”

“Who wants to merge with him?”

“Who wants to merge with him!”

The two people said the same thing in different tones, then paused for a moment, looked at each other, and looked away in disgust.

If it weren’t for the inappropriate occasion, Luo Mi would have almost burst out laughing. Fortunately, he controlled himself, rubbing his face and saying, “Now I’m the boss, you have to listen to me… Well, let’s stay a little longer, and leave once your injuries have healed a bit.”

He looked at the demon Anos, “My lord, lead the way.”

Then he looked at the Holy Son Anos, “Your Highness, carry him on your back.”

This time, the Holy Son was extremely unwilling: “Why?”

“Lord is still seriously injured and him walking on his own will seriously slow us down. You don’t want us to stay in the Demon Realm for too long, do you?” Luo Mi saw that the Holy Son was still frowning and deliberately sighed, “If you are not willing, then I will carry him on my back.”

“…” The Holy Son slowly exhaled, “I’ll do it.”

The fallen angel with azure eyes added, “Of course, if he makes any unusual moves, I’ll crush his neck.”

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The problem was genuine.

The first person to try it was their class’s academic representative, a boy with round-framed glasses, not very tall, with round, piercing eyes that shone with shrewdness. His appearance, combined with his eyes, made him look much younger than a high school student.

He was very intelligent and hardworking, but for various reasons, he hadn’t managed to get into Class 9 by the time he entered his second year of high school, remaining in Class 10 since his first year.

“Brother Jianlu, can you help me with this problem when you have time?”

The academic representative leaned over, and as soon as he asked, everyone around him turned to look, and even the surrounding noise dropped several octaves.

Lin Jianlu had just returned from patrolling the campus during dinner time and had only finished explaining two problems to Yan Han when the academic representative came over, clearly unaware that he had disturbed their “private time.”

Neither Yan Han nor Lin Jianlu showed any displeasure or reluctance. The class representative had come to ask a math question, a bit difficult but still fairly standard. Lin Jianlu quickly solved it for him, using two completely different methods of calculation… The class representative thus left, completely convinced.

He actually knew how to do the problem but only using algebraic methods. He had never thought that such a problem could be solved using geometry, and it seemed even simpler than simply calculating numbers. His perspective seemed to have suddenly broadened, and he returned to his seat with heartfelt admiration.

Lin Jianlu even said to Yan Han, “Sometimes using geometry is indeed more intuitive and easier to solve. You can try it in the future.”

“Oh.”

Yan Han had been craning his neck to watch the explanation.

In the past, when his foundation was weak, Lin Jianlu never introduced a second method when explaining problems to him. He usually used the simplest and most intuitive knowledge points to solve them. Although there were some things Yan Han hadn’t learned yet, he understood them and was happy to listen.

There was a small detail here. Because Big Brother Lin’s knowledge base was already at a very high level, the knowledge points he used to solve some problems at the beginning were completely beyond the high school level.

But that was only at the beginning.

Later, Yan Han discovered that the knowledge points Lin Jianlu used to explain problems to him were increasingly biased towards high school knowledge… He only realized now that, just to make sure he could understand the explanations, Lin Jianlu had even taken the time to “review” all the high school knowledge.

Just to tutor him…

Although Big Brother Lin explained that he was wholeheartedly trying to tutor him at that time and didn’t even know what he was thinking.

But Yan Han said: I understand, everyone understands.

Isn’t it just… because of those two words— like!

Getting back to the topic, now, perhaps because Yan Han’s foundation has caught up, Lin Jianlu occasionally expanded some problem-solving methods for him, providing broader ideas.

In addition, with the math competition he would participate in in the future, there would be no shortage of this kind of training.

He deliberately used two methods to solve the class representative’s problems not to show off but to demonstrate for Yan Han.

But the class monitor’s composure only fueled the others’ curiosity and desire to find out more.

Seeing the top student’s good-natured demeanor, someone else stood up to ask.

The newcomer was a thin, handsome boy. He sat in the front row, walked to the back, placed his test paper on Lin Jianlu’s desk, and said directly, “Can you explain this problem to me, top student?”

Yan Han, who was organizing his own worksheets, perked up his ears, finding the boy’s tone somewhat unpleasant.

He looked up at the boy, then leaned closer to examine the problem.

It was a challenging physics problem, covering a wide range of concepts, some even beyond their current curriculum— topics typically covered in the second semester of their junior year.

But yes, Yan Han knew how to solve it.

Leaving aside the fact that the 30,000 questions from the previous academic competition gave him a general understanding of various high school subjects, he hadn’t slacked off at all this summer. He not only reviewed the previous material but also previewed the entire second-year curriculum for several subjects. After all, with the live-streaming video system, his learning efficiency was extremely high.

His ultimate goal was still the college entrance examination; he couldn’t spend the entire summer reviewing first-year material.

This particular question was at the level of the college entrance examination, and it only appeared when the questions were particularly difficult in a certain year. It had even been used as a typical example by the teacher in the textbook, so Yan Han still remembered it.

He knew how to do it, but the person was asking Brother Lin.

Although he knew that this person claimed to be asking for help but was actually provoking and testing Lin Jianlu, which annoyed Yan Han a bit, since it was a question, he had to be magnanimous.

Besides, he didn’t believe Lin Jianlu couldn’t do it.

When Brother Lin first switched from arts to sciences, Yan Han didn’t believe he could do it either, but now? He didn’t believe Lin Jianlu couldn’t do it, no matter who said they couldn’t.

So, confident and unperturbed, Yan Han continued working on his error notebook, even preparing to wait for Lin Jianlu to prove them wrong.

Unexpectedly, at that moment, Lin Jianlu, after glancing at the problem, didn’t explain it to him but instead pushed the workbook in front of him, saying, “Try solving this one first.”

Yan Han: “…”

The boy: “…”

“Me?” Yan Han pointed to himself, though he didn’t know the intention. But seeing Lin Jianlu’s affirmative look, he grabbed the workbook, glanced at the problem again, and began writing the solution steps on his scrap paper.

While he was working, the others naturally craned their necks to watch. They saw Yan Han calmly and methodically writing out the solution step by step, his thinking clear and logical, calculating immediately after writing the formula, without even pausing.

Lin Jianlu watched silently, but the more he watched, the wider the smile on his lips became. His eyes, from the side, looked so gentle!

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“Sister, what’s going on?” Ya Ya looked at Fu Ke with a blank expression, wanting to peek out, but Fu Ke stopped her.

“Ya Ya, be good, stay here and don’t move.” Fu Ke watched the skinny guy and Qiu Yi go upstairs, a smile flashing in her eyes.

The skinny guy at this time was very different from the skinny guy in her previous life. However, at this time in her previous life, she hadn’t met Brother Long or the skinny guy yet.

But she knew very well that when meeting the skinny guy in her previous life, she hadn’t seen Qiu Yi.

Did Qiu Yi run away on his own? Or did the skinny guy in this life go to the D City base? Fu Ke was full of questions.

However, the skinny guy was very different from the one in her previous life, and she recognized him at a glance. Brother Long and the skinny guy were probably people she would never forget in her life.

But thinking of Brother Long, Fu Ke’s eyes darkened slightly.

She was also almost prepared that even if she found the skinny guy, he would be like Brother Long. After all, their experiences were different, and they couldn’t accept her as without any reservations as they had in her previous life.

Focusing her mental energy on Lan Zhi, Fu Ke felt an envy that she herself didn’t realize.

Because, Lan Zhi had Lan Sheng.

The skinny man stood by the window, cautiously looking outside. His breath caught in his throat as he looked.

The entire courtyard was surrounded by men dressed in white. He squinted, then looked through another window; it was still the same group of people. Who were they? The skinny man narrowed his eyes. These people had very white skin and looked very thin, like flowers grown in a greenhouse.

Wait…

“Are these people doctors?” Qiu Yi also saw them surrounded, but he recognized the white coats— the ones the doctors he hated most often wore.

The skinny man stared at Qiu Yi. Doctors? He squinted, looking closely: “No, no, they look more like researchers.”

Then why were they surrounding them? Had they discovered them?

Suddenly, he remembered hearing about a place conducting human experiments in his previous life. They were arresting people everywhere just to conduct experiments. Could this be them?

No, even if they were arresting experimental subjects, they wouldn’t send defenseless researchers. Was this group of people arresting someone else, or waiting to be arrested?

Unless, of course, they were superhumans?

“Researchers?” Qiu Yi peeked out. “Then why are they surrounding us? And how did they know there were people here?”

Just then, a man jumped out of the truck. He walked over slowly, his posture somewhat strange.

He looked very smart in a black suit and trousers, wearing black leather shoes. He stood out among the group of people in white coats. He wore sunglasses, his hair was a little messy, and he looked over expressionlessly, appearing very arrogant.

His pointed chin lifted slightly, and Qiu Yi almost thought the man had seen him, so he quickly dodged.

“Master, another one has arrived!”

“Call me Skinny!” Skinny slapped the boy hard. He had corrected him countless times, but the boy insisted on being addressed as “Master.”

“Oh, that’s not the point. Look, another one’s coming. Should we run away?” Qiu Yi rubbed his head, inwardly cursing. He always hits his head; if this keeps up, he’ll be turned into an idiot.

The skinny man looked at the man standing at the courtyard gate. The black suit made him look particularly thin, and his exposed skin was even whiter than those in white.

Wait, this whiteness is a bit too much!

Even the color of his lips is off. Looking down, the skinny man saw the man’s hand hanging by his side, and he could vaguely see sharp fingernails!

“A zombie!” the skinny man said in disbelief. He looked carefully at the people in white; they were indeed human. And they were terrified when they saw the zombie in the black suit.

So there are conscious zombies already?

In his past life, he had only seen one person who could make humans bow down: Lan Zhi…

But then again, this person looked somewhat similar to Lan Zhi.

“Zombies?” Qiu Yi was stunned for a moment. He looked outside. “Master, are you sure you’re not mistaken? These people are zombies?”

“No, it’s that man in the suit, he’s a zombie. Look closely at his face and skin, it’s too pale, and his lips are a strange color. His nails are also faintly black and very sharp.”

Although they were quite far apart, the skinny man observed very carefully.

As a superhuman, Qiu Yi already had sharper senses than ordinary people, but he hadn’t paid much attention before. Now, with the skinny man’s explanation, he observed carefully and indeed, it was true.

‘Slap!’

“Master! Why did you hit me again?” Qiu Yi had just realized that, as the skinny man said, the man was indeed a zombie. But before he could even feel a jolt of fear, the skinny man slapped him hard on the head.

For a moment, he couldn’t care less about the shock of how he could be a zombie and looked at the skinny man accusingly.

“Call me skinny and I won’t hit you anymore,” the skinny man said calmly.

Qiu Yi choked, looking at the skinny man: “Then you should still hit him.”

“…” The skinny man looked at Qiu Yi strangely. Had this kid been beaten silly?

“Master, let’s run! There are so many of them. And there’s a zombie. I don’t know what level it is…” Qiu Yi was worried that these people had come prepared.

The skinny man’s hands were itching. He glared at Qiu Yi fiercely, but in the end, he didn’t continue hitting him.

He’d already beaten the kid silly. If he continued, wouldn’t he be responsible for the rest of this devilish child’s life?

“Run? What are you running for? We’re surrounded. These people in white coats, if they’re ordinary people, it’s fine, but if they’re ability users, we won’t be able to escape at all.” The skinny man said irritably.

“Then what do we do now?” Qiu Yi asked.

The skinny man pondered for a moment: “Watch me.”

He took out a seed from Qiu Yi’s pocket. This was a vine seed that he had found before to train Qiu Yi’s wood-type ability. What the skinny guy couldn’t understand was that Qiu Yi’s spatial ability, which he hadn’t trained much, was developing faster than his wood-based ability.

He flicked a seed between his fingertips.

The seed was very small, and no one except Fu Ke noticed that the skinny guy and the others had flicked it.

Just then, the seed rolled down next to a man in a white coat, who was completely unaware of it. Slowly, the seed sank into the soil, and a tender green sprout broke through the earth, growing wildly.

By the time the man realized something was wrong, the vines had already wrapped around him.

“Ah!” The man screamed in terror as he was entangled by the vines. The people around him were so frightened that they retreated, looking in horror at the man who had suddenly been entangled and held up by the vines.

Seeing their chaotic reaction, the skinny guy was somewhat surprised: “These people are all ordinary people.”

This was strange. They had no fighting ability, so why were they surrounding them?

Even ordinary people would usually help cut the vines and save the man in this situation, right? However, this group of people seemed like terrified mice, only thinking about escaping.

But he seemed to be holding back something, wanting to escape yet afraid to. It was really strange.

“Lan Zhi, go and get him down,” Fu Ke instructed Lan Zhi with his mental power.

Lan Zhi, who had been standing motionless at the door since the beginning, heard this and looked at the white coat entangled in vines. He didn’t want to go and help at all.

He hated everyone in that research institute, so before the vines appeared and before Fu Ke spoke, he turned a deaf ear.

In their eyes, he was just a zombie obeying Fu Ke’s orders.

So he hadn’t taken action to pulled the person down. But now that Fu Ke had spoken, he felt a fear, admiration, and dependence on Fu Ke that seemed to come from the depths of his soul.

In short, it drove him to obey her orders.

Lan Zhi disliked this feeling, the feeling of being driven. But he also knew that if it weren’t for Fu Ke, even if Lan Sheng didn’t want to kill him, Lan Sheng alone couldn’t protect him.

More importantly, if his former brother-in-arms attacked him, Lan Zhi couldn’t have brought himself to attack them.

He strode forward, reaching out to grasp the thick vine, black energy slowly emanating from his hand. Where Lan Zhi touched, the vine visibly corroded and broke off.

The skinny man didn’t control his further attack; he stared at Lan Zhi in astonishment. What the hell was this ability? He’d never even heard of it in his past life!

Corrosion, it was corrosion?

“Qiu Yi, quick, let’s leave from the back!” The skinny man grabbed Qiu Yi and quickly ran to the other window. The white-coated figures weren’t a threat.

But this zombie man made the skinny man wary— an ability he didn’t even know existed: corrosion. This was enough to fill him with vigilance and fear, even without knowing the ability. He licked his lips, flicking the vine to wrap around the bedpost, and leaped out of the window with Qiu Yi in his arms.

The vine’s force brought him to a smooth landing.

The researchers surrounding the area saw the skinny man and glared fiercely at them.

Fu Ke only ordered them to surround the area, saying nothing else. Now, a man jumped down from the building. His fierce eyes clearly showed he’d seen blood.

Several researchers instinctively moved away.

The skinny man’s gaze became even stranger. If they moved away so easily, why surround them?

Fu Ke jumped out of the car, but Ya Ya grabbed her arm.

“Sister, take me with you, okay? I don’t want to be separated from you.” Ya Ya looked at Fu Ke with dependent eyes.

Fu Ke paused, then smiled and picked up Ya Ya: “Okay.”

She didn’t enjoy being alone; so she preferred the days she spent with the skinny man, Brother Long, in her previous life. Unfortunately, those days were long gone.

She knew it yet couldn’t control her urge to search for them again.

Ya Ya’s appearance might not be a bad thing. At least, if the skinny man was like Brother Long, she wouldn’t feel sad, heartbroken, or disappointed.

Probably.

Fu Ke’s lips curled up, and carrying Ya Ya, she quickly circled around to the back of the courtyard, blocking the skinny man’s path.

“Sister Fu?” Qiu Yi saw Fu Ke and froze. He then let go of the skinny man’s hand and rushed over. “It really is you! Sister Fu, what are you doing here?”

“Yeah, just passing by.” Fu Ke smiled, her gaze lingering on the skinny man.

Compared to her previous life, the skinny man was much prettier now. Fu Ke smiled at the skinny man, then her gaze fell on Qiu Yi. “What are you doing here?”

It was as if she didn’t recognize the skinny man.

The skinny man was stunned for a long time, his eyes slightly reddening, his throat choked as he stammered, “Xiao Bai—”

Fu Ke subconsciously looked up at the skinny man, almost doubting her ears.

Xiao Bai, in this life, no one knew this name. This name had long since disappeared with her death in her previous life. So, no one would know the name Xiao Bai.

Even if they did, they wouldn’t call her that.

But the skinny man was clearly calling her Xiao Bai.

“Xiao Bai!” The skinny man strode over, laughing and crying excitedly. He waved his arms and opened his mouth, but couldn’t utter a single word, only repeatedly calling out, “Xiao Bai!”

“…” Like a fool, Qiu Yi suddenly didn’t want to call the skinny man “Master” anymore. Even more foolish than a fool, like someone with an intellectual disability! But, Sister Fu is the Xiao Bai the skinny man has been searching for?

Qiu Yi’s eyes dimmed. Sister Fu is here, but where is Mom?

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“News should arrive soon.” Lu Qian stared at the portrait, her eyes darkening. “It’s a pity that even the best painters in the manor can’t capture the essence of Miss Yu’s painting.”

Indeed, compared to the wretched souls of the painters in the government office, Miss Linlang’s painting was incredibly lifelike.

Governor Yu was quite embarrassed; he had no idea his daughter possessed such artistic talent.

Strangely, he knew nothing of autopsy techniques, nor of painting. This daughter seemed mysterious, and it seemed necessary to investigate her thoroughly.

Who had she learned so much from at that small manor in Fu Village over the past twelve years?

A short while later, the guard who had gone to the Chang Le gambling den to investigate returned to the manor and bowed respectfully.

“Greetings, Your Highness, gentlemen. The gambling den manager has identified the deceased by comparing the portrait.”

“Who is it?” Lu Qian pressed.

“It was Niu Daji, the elder brother of the previous victim, Niu Erji.”

Governor Yu almost jumped up immediately. “This is no coincidence, is it? It seems the murderer had a grudge against the Niu family. He killed the entire Niu family.”

“Lord Yu, don’t get excited. Don’t forget, the first victim, Chen Ergou, was a street thug. According to the investigation, he had no relation to the Niu couple.” Lu Qian pointed out calmly.

Governor Yu felt the clouds that had just parted suddenly close in again, and he sat down dejectedly. “Why didn’t you bring the casino manager back for questioning?”

“Lord Yu, I originally wanted to bring him back for questioning. But now, a large crowd of people have surrounded the Chang Le Casino.”

The guard said helplessly, “If I forcibly take the manager away, I’m afraid he’ll be beaten by the crowd.”

Governor Yu asked in surprise, “What’s going on? Why are they surrounding the casino entrance?”

“This is the second thing I wanted to report to you gentlemen. The Chang Le Casino is currently surrounded by a large, agitated crowd. I’ve left two colleagues to guard it, but I’m afraid they can’t hold it off for long.”

“Governor, we must quickly mobilize the government’s manpower to disperse the crowd, otherwise it may cause an even greater disaster.”

Governor Yu’s old face darkened immediately.

These past few days, he had been dealing with endless matters, appeasing the starving people outside the city and dealing with murder cases within the city.

Now, these troublemakers are causing trouble again, isn’t this just slapping the young master in the face?

Mu Zhao looked up at the attendant, “Why are the people surrounding the gambling den?”

“They’re all demanding their money back. Before I left, I quickly inquired and found out that many people had given money to the second manager of the gambling den to lend at exorbitant interest rates.”

“But they were all fooled. It seems that the second manager ran off with the money and disappeared.”

The attendant then bowed to the angry-looking Governor Yu, “When I left, I saw, I saw…”

“Saw what?” Governor Yu shouted at him impatiently.

“I saw a servant from the manor struggling with the gambling den manager, shouting that they were from the Prefectural Governor’s mansion of Weizhou and demanding that the gambling den pay back the money immediately.”

Governor Yu felt as if a thunderbolt had struck him and turned to look at the young master and his companions.

The young master’s expression remained unchanged, but Mu Feng, Chen Buyu, and the others all looked at him with an indescribable expression.

“No!” Yu Shoudao hurriedly explained, “Releasing the seal violates the laws of our Great Qi. How could I knowingly break the law? It must be some servant in the manor who has acted recklessly. I’ll go and see right now!”   

Mu Feng’s eyes lit up, burning with a gossip-filled fire. “Then let’s go with Lord Yu and take a look.”

Although the young master Mu didn’t speak, Lord Yu felt the cold gaze from this nobleman, as if carrying endless scrutiny.

The governor was on tenterhooks. When he gathered his constables and rushed to the entrance of Chang Le Gambling House, he almost fainted from anger at the crowd surrounding him.

At this time, the entrance of the gambling house was in complete chaos. Several burly men were throwing punches and fighting with the gambling house staff.

Governor Yu roared a few times, ordering the constables who had come with him to quickly separate everyone. Fortunately, he had gathered more than a hundred constables in the rush, and the situation was quickly stabilized.

Governor Yu looked around and inadvertently caught a very familiar figure.

Although Yu Qiuping reacted very quickly and immediately pulled Hong Lai into the crowd when she saw that something was wrong, Yu Shoudao still caught sight of that figure.

Having witnessed Ma Gui and the casino manager fighting and recalling seeing his eldest daughter outside the Chang Le Gambling House before, Yu Shoudao understood everything.

How dare Yu Qiuping be so audacious as to lend money at exorbitant interest rates?

What had the governor’s mansion done to deprive her of food and clothing that she needed to do so?

Yu Shoudao nearly fainted from anger. If it weren’t for more pressing matters, he would have rushed home and given his daughter a good beating.

The Chang Le Gambling House manager felt utterly wronged!

Seeing Yu Shoudao step forward, the manager rushed forward, tears streaming down his face, to complain, “Sir, I was kept in the dark about this too. The second manager who lent money at exorbitant interest rates has long since disappeared. I told them long ago that the wronged should be held accountable, and whoever took their money should be the one to seek it out! How can they be so unreasonable, grabbing anyone and demanding money?”

“Shut up! Tie up all the troublemakers and drag them back to the yamen for questioning!”

….

“Miss, I’ve brought them back.”

Yu Linlang looked up and saw Jiu Jin leading two people in with light steps.

“Miss, we’re back.” Ba Liang quickly stepped forward, his eyes crinkling with laughter.

“My dear girl, we’ve missed you so much!” Aunt Huang rushed forward, looking Yu Linlang up and down. “You’ve lost weight, Miss. You must not have been eating or resting properly these past two months.”

Yu Linlang looked at them and a rare smile appeared on her face. “I’ve been craving Aunt Huang’s bone broth every day, and I’ve lost weight because I’m starving.”

“Oh dear, then this old servant will make soup for you every day from now on, and you must drink every drop!”

Yu Linlang nodded repeatedly, her eyes gentle. “Okay.”

Aunt Huang immediately stepped forward happily, took Yu Linlang’s hand, and said with a smile, “It’s good that you’re obedient. Tomorrow, this old servant will feed you until you’re plump and round, so that when we see Master and Madam, we’ll have a great achievement to report.”

Yu Linlang asked gently, “How are my godparents?”

“They’re very well.” Aunt Huang sighed. “They just miss you terribly. Madam often goes to your room to daydream when she’s free. Alas, I wonder when you’ll be able to go back.”

“Alright, everyone sit down and talk,” Yu Linlang called to Jiu Jin. “Don’t bother, I’ve already had lunch. I thought you’d make it in time for lunch, why are you only coming back now?”

“Don’t even mention it! A bunch of idle thugs mingled with the porridge distribution team at the city gate, almost causing a fight with the starving people. And after we got into the city, we were blocked by a bunch of people in front of the Chang Le gambling den!”

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Shortly after the disciplinary team left, the club recruitment resumed.

Bai Yue looked at Mu Sihan: “Are you interested in the disciplinary team?”

Hearing this, the other looked back.

Bai Yue smiled: “After all, given your personality, you would have left long ago if you weren’t interested.”

Mu Sihan didn’t reply, looking away.

Just then, a dark figure suddenly appeared. He felt a sharp aura, frowned, and subconsciously reached out to block.

Shang Yufei didn’t expect that when he tried to pull Bai Yue, he would be blocked by this stranger. So he glanced over and frowned: “What are you doing?”

Mu Sihan’s tone was icy: “What are you doing now?”

Bai Yue was also taken aback. Only then did he recognize the person. He hadn’t been able to contact him for days and was planning to go look for him later, but he didn’t expect to run into him in a place like this.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere between his roommate and boyfriend, he put his arm between them and smiled at Mu Sihan: “Sorry, I know him. He’s my… senior from high school.”

Hearing this, Mu Sihan didn’t say anything more and let go of his hold.

Shang Yufei snorted, grabbed Bai Yue, and dragged him in another direction.

Mu Sihan watched them leave. Although he felt the so-called “high school senior” had a strange attitude, it wasn’t his business.

Turning to leave, he bumped into another alpha.

The other was tall, blocking most of the light just by standing in front of him. His hair was shaved very short, and he had a silly grin on his face.

“Sorry to startle you. My boss has a bad temper.”

Mu Sihan glared at him.

Wu Zihao: “Since my boss knows your friend, it proves we have a connection. I’m a second-year student at the Comprehensive Military Academy, so I should be your senior. Let’s be friends…”

Before he could finish speaking, the handsome blond boy walked past him and headed away.

“Hey, wait, where are you going!”

Wu Zihao hurriedly chased after him.

Between his boss and the beauty, he chose the beauty.

On the other side, Bai Yue was being pulled forward by Shang Yufei. The other walked ahead, remaining silent the entire time.

The two moved away from the bustling central square. The number of students around them dwindled until only the two of them remained.

Bai Yue vaguely sensed something was wrong: “What’s wrong with you?”

Only then did the other person suddenly stop and turn around.

It had been several months since they last met, and Bai Yue had expected their reunion to be filled with joy. But Shang Yufei’s expression was complicated, as if he didn’t recognize him.

They had now arrived at a secluded school ground where a gentle breeze rustled the green leaves.

“Why are you here?” he asked, a slight smirk playing on his lips. “And, senior from high school?”

Bai Yue glanced down at himself. He was wearing a tracksuit, without the Imperial Military Academy’s insignia.

“Because I enrolled at Imperial Military Academy, and I’m a student here now.” He looked up at Shang Yufei again and said, “Our current relationship isn’t suitable for others to know.”

Currently, the Empire didn’t approve of homosexuality. Besides, both of them would become soldiers later; there was no need for this to become an obstacle to their advancement— before they gained sufficient power.

Shang Yufei: “…”

He then said succinctly, “Drop out.”

Bai Yue was taken aback, and before he could reply, he heard the other say, “It’s only the beginning of the semester, there’s still time. I’ll help you contact the culinary school, and if you need money, I’ll pay for it…”

“Wait,” Bai Yue interrupted him, “Why?”

Shang Yufei still held Bai Yue’s hand, his grip tightening, “You didn’t originally want to be a soldier. There’s no need to change because of this secondary differentiation.”

Bai Yue remained silent.

What he originally wanted to do.

He originally wanted to open a restaurant and build a family with Shang Yufei.

And even till last year, he could never have imagined that he would become an alpha and a student at the Imperial First Comprehensive Military Academy.

Secondary differentiation had changed his biological sex from omega to alpha. And psychologically, Bai Yue’s self-identity was still somewhat unclear.

After a long silence, Bai Yue said, “It’s impossible for things not to change.”

He gazed into his boyfriend’s dark green eyes. “You should know about the Imperial laws. If you don’t have the right to resist the law, you’ll be forced into a pairing.”

Shang Yufei frowned. “I can handle this alone.”

Bai Yue shook his head. “This isn’t just your problem, it’s both of ours.”

He lowered his gaze, landing on the other’s hand. “Besides, I can’t let you face this alone.”

“…”

Shang Yufei didn’t reply immediately. But his hand slid down Bai Yue’s arm until it grasped the other’s palm. Then, with a sudden tug, he pulled the other closer, his other hand lifting Bai Yue’s long sleeve.

What came into view was a body covered in bruises that hadn’t yet healed. They stood out starkly against the pale skin.

Bai Yue had been overtraining these past few days; apart from his arms, almost no part of his body was unscathed.

Shang Yufei’s Adam’s apple bobbed slightly as he stared intently at the scars. After a long silence, he said, “It can’t be that simple.”

“Joining the army…”

Shang Yufei had studied at the Imperial First Military Academy for a year and already had a thorough understanding of the institution. At the same time, he also deeply felt that he was not suitable to be a soldier.

He had to obey his superiors, obey commands, and obey discipline.

No matter how harsh or incomprehensible the rules were, they had to be followed.

Perhaps this was a necessary condition for soldiers, but not for Shang Yufei.

Therefore, when he ran home against the school’s wishes, he was already mentally prepared to drop out. Perhaps choosing to enter military academy was a mistake.

—But this thought changed after Bai Yue’s second differentiation.

Because of those inexplicable imperial laws, to defy them, he had to obtain enough military merits and climb to a high enough position, perhaps only then could he have the privilege of exception.

Therefore, he returned to military academy again. Then he was caught by the disciplinary team and thrown into solitary confinement.

But no matter what, as long as Bai Yue could live as before, that was enough. But he never expected that the next second after leaving solitary confinement, he would see him in this dilapidated place.

At present, the relationship between the Empire and the Federation was extremely fragile. Once the superficial friendship broke down, these military academy students who belonged to the Imperial Army’s reserves must also be prepared to go to the front line at any time.

He absolutely couldn’t let Bai Yue experience this danger.

Bai Yue lowered his sleeve. Only when his vision was blocked did Shang Yufei seem to come back to his senses and slightly raise his head.

The two looked at each other.

Bai Yue: “I understand. But I was prepared for this.”

The atmosphere became slightly heavy.

Bai Yue raised his other hand and covered Shang Yufei’s palm: “I will slowly accept the fact that I am an alpha. You’d better… stop treating me like an omega.”

Shang Yufei’s breath hitched.

Bai Yue: “Scars are nothing to military academy students.”

He stared steadily at the other: “I hope to fight alongside you in the future.”

Perhaps to ease the tension, Bai Yue had a faint smile on his lips. But his eyes and expression were extremely serious. Shang Yufei could see this too.

However, he couldn’t accept it.

Secretly hiding their relationship, such that their relationship was just that of high school senior and junior.

Moreover, from now on, the training and internships would be more difficult, and the possibility of Bai Yue getting injured would also increase.

He couldn’t, and wouldn’t, just stand by and watch.

Perhaps both of them were thinking of the other’s best interests, but for the moment, neither could convince the other.

“Beep beep.”

Bai Yue’s phone rang. This was the alarm he had set for himself, with time limits for each training exercise.

He didn’t look but simply reached in and turned off the bell. The courtyard returned to silence.

Bai Yue said, “No matter what, I won’t drop out.”

He released Shang Yufei’s hand. “I have classes today, I’ll contact you later.”

Shang Yufei didn’t reply.

Bai Yue thought for a moment, then walked over and gently hugged Shang Yufei.

The other man stiffened slightly, but neither flinched nor returned the hug.

Bai Yue whispered, “I’m so glad to see you again. Although I don’t know where you’ve been all this time, I’m just glad you’re alright.”

The young man lowered his head slightly, his bangs partially obscuring his beautiful dark green eyes.

He suddenly raised his hand and tightly gripped Bai Yue’s shoulder. Then he pushed him away.

“I don’t want… to see you in a place like this.”

Shang Yufei turned and left the schoolyard without looking back.

Bai Yue was stunned, wanting to chase after him. But he stopped after taking just one step.

Even if he rushed over now, it wouldn’t make a difference; both of them needed time to think.

Before Shang Yufei left last time, he had told him he didn’t want him to enter military school. Bai Yue had anticipated some opposition, but he hadn’t expected such strong resistance.

He raised his hand, looking at his palm. Due to the sudden high-intensity training, the skin around his fingertips was broken and rough.

Bai Yue clenched his fist.

There was no turning back. To change all this, he had to continue down this path.

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