Category: Devilish Disciple [Transmigration]

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 43

    Chapter 43: “No Matter What Happens, I’ll Be With You”

    It was true; a change in perspective could broaden one’s horizons and lift one’s spirits!

    Now that she had a clear goal, she needed to understand the reason for the little protagonist’s latest blackening value increase.

    Li Yu took two deep breaths, composed herself, and turned to her little disciple with a smile.

    As expected, Mu Tao, who had been practicing her cultivation techniques, was now looking at her thoughtfully.

    “What’s wrong?” Li Yu asked softly, walking over to Mu Tao and gently helping her up. “Didn’t you want to rest today? Why are you cultivating again?”

    “I’ve finished building the snowman,” Mu Tao said softly, standing up with Li Yu’s help, a smile in her eyes. “If I kept playing, your courtyard would be filled with snowmen.”

    “That would be quite lively,” Li Yu said casually, leading Mu Tao to the table and pouring her a cup of hot tea.

    Mu Tao drank the tea in one gulp, then held the empty cup, her gaze lowered, her eyelashes fluttering, lost in thought.

    Seeing her distraction, Li Yu couldn’t help but ask, “Is something on your mind?”

    “…N, no,” Mu Tao quickly shook her head, not daring to look up.

    The next second, Li Yu gently flicked her forehead, making her jump.

    Li Yu: “Still saying no? It’s written all over your face.”

    Mu Tao: “…”

    Li Yu: “All grown up now, keeping secrets from Master?”

    Mu Tao: “No, really, there’s nothing.”

    Li Yu just smiled and stared at her nervous little disciple.

    She watched as Mu Tao’s cheeks flushed, her fingers fidgeting with the teacup, her gaze darting around.

    Although she didn’t know what the girl was so nervous about, this timid, anxious appearance was so adorable she couldn’t resist teasing her a little.

    “Master, I just… I…” Mu Tao stammered, avoiding eye contact, then finally looked at Li Yu and said, “I just saw that Master seemed troubled!”

    “Oh?”

    “Master is troubled.” Mu Tao said firmly, then muttered, “Ever since you saw Qingxuan Revered One’s butterfly message, you haven’t been happy…”

    Li Yu was momentarily speechless, then chuckled wryly.

    So, that little increase in blackening value was because of Si Qinglan again?

    Forget it, the reason didn’t matter; it was going to reach 100% eventually anyway.

    Li Yu sighed and gently stroked Mu Tao’s hair. “I’m not unhappy.”

    Mu Tao: “You are.”

    Li Yu: “Even if I am, it’s not important.”

    Mu Tao looked up, blinked, and didn’t say anything more.

    Silence filled the room.

    Li Yu suddenly smiled and asked softly, “Since you’re not playing anymore, do you want to learn something new?”

    “Mm!” Mu Tao nodded vigorously.

    She moved her stool closer to Li Yu.

    Her warm eyes reflected the faint light emanating from Li Yu’s fingertips.

    No matter how soft, she could always hear the chiming of the silver bells on her master’s wrist, accompanying every spell, stirring her heart.

    But she loved this feeling, just like she loved being close to her master.

    The more restless she felt, the happier she was.

    Her master had asked if she was troubled.

    How could she reveal her true feelings?

    Her master was already so good to her, yet it wasn’t enough, she couldn’t explain why, but she still craved more.

    If only they could be closer.

    Closer than now…

    Perhaps then it would be enough.


    The snow on Mount Chao Yao always fell heavily, as if once it started, it wouldn’t stop until spring.

    Following the system’s advice, Li Yu didn’t tell Si Qinglan about the impending demon attack.

    It felt like a sword hanging over her head, not enough to kill her, but still painful.

    As she anxiously waited for the metaphorical sword to fall, Si Qinglan visited Chaoxi Pond.

    As usual, she first sent Mu Tao outside, then erected a soundproof barrier, and launched into a tirade of complaints, nitpicking about everything, seemingly displeased with the entire world.

    The only difference from before was that, with winter arriving, she thoughtfully gave Mu Tao a small, exquisite hand warmer to protect her from the cold.

    Perhaps because of this small gift, Mu Tao’s blackening value, surprisingly, didn’t increase.

    Si Qinglan chattered and drank tea, seemingly venting endless frustrations.

    Li Yu listened quietly, thinking that if the Heavenly Demon was ever revived, Qingxuan Revered One should be given some credit.

    After complaining for a while, Si Qinglan finally seemed to tire, sighing listlessly as she rested her chin on her hands.

    “Li Yu,” she said, “Have you sensed anything…off lately?”

    Li Yu nodded. “You’ve been acting very off lately.”

    Si Qinglan didn’t argue, just sighed again. “My heart has been restless… My eye keeps twitching, like something is about to happen.”

    “Which eye?”

    “This one, this one.” Si Qinglan pointed to her right eye.

    Oh, right eye twitching meant good fortune. As expected of a fairy, even her eyelids were prophetic.

    “Left eye twitching means trouble, right eye twitching means good fortune,” Li Yu lied. “You’re about to come into some money.”

    “Really?” Si Qinglan asked suspiciously. “I thought it was the other way around.”

    “Really,” Li Yu said calmly. “You haven’t been to the human realm in ages. I just returned, so I remember better than you.”

    “That’s true.” Si Qinglan rubbed her right eye, pouted, then frowned. “But this constant anxiety isn’t normal either!”

    Li Yu: “It’s because you’re weak. I’ve also been feeling anxious lately.”

    Si Qinglan: “…”

    Li Yu: “Just relax.”

    Si Qinglan: “Ever since Weisheng went into hibernation, I’ve been feeling uneasy.”

    Li Yu chuckled. “You sound like you have a crush on him.”

    “Ugh, no way!” Si Qinglan rolled her eyes. “Why would I have a crush on an iceberg who has a crush on you?”

    “Don’t mention him, it gives me a headache,” Li Yu said, pressing her hand to her forehead.

    “I have a headache too,” Si Qinglan said, sighing heavily again.

    She fell silent, staring blankly out the window.

    Li Yu followed her gaze and saw Mu Tao, holding the hand warmer, crouching in the courtyard, trying to manipulate the thick snow with her spiritual energy.

    Si Qinglan: “You’ve started teaching her spells.”

    Li Yu: “Mm.”

    Si Qinglan was silent for a moment, then smiled. “Actually, back when you were so wary of this girl, I always thought this day would come.”

    Li Yu: “Why?”

    “I can’t explain it, just a feeling.” Si Qinglan looked away from Mu Tao. “Sometimes I admire you, being able to do so much for someone.”

    “I haven’t done much for her.”

    “Sure, much more than I’ve done for my disciples.”

    Li Yu chuckled. “That’s because you have too many disciples.”

    “Too many?” Si Qinglan retorted. “Not really, just a hundred or so…”

    Just a hundred or so!

    Wasn’t that a lot? She only had Mu Tao, and she already felt overwhelmed.

    Li Yu: “By the way, I almost forgot, how is Qin Yuan doing?”

    Si Qinglan: “Good aptitude, hardworking, but her foundation is a bit weak from her time in the human realm.”

    Li Yu: “Human cultivators can’t compare to you, of course.”

    This compliment pleased Si Qinglan, her energy returning as she continued talking about aptitude.

    She said that very few of her disciples had good aptitude, and those who did often lacked the right temperament. Someone like Qin Yuan, with both good aptitude and temperament, was rare.

    She also said that when Weisheng Xuanzhu brought Mo Yichu back three hundred years ago, she had asked if she could teach him, since she was the one who saved him.

    But he was a rare talent; why would Weisheng Xuanzhu give him up? He refused without hesitation.

    Thinking of this, Si Qinglan couldn’t help but complain, “I was the one who saved him, he was the one who got to be his master, and then, after he grows up, he brings back a soul fragment, claiming it’s his long-lost mother, and asks me to save her! He gets all the credit, and I get all the trouble!”

    Li Yu couldn’t help but laugh.

    “And you! What are you laughing at?” Si Qinglan slammed the table. “I’m so weak now, and it’s all your fault!”

    Her colleague’s temper flared up again.

    To appease her, Li Yu summoned the patience of a kindergarten teacher.

    When Si Qinglan left Chaoxi Pond, she was in a much better mood.

    Li Yu walked her to the door, watching the green light disappear into the distance.

    Mu Tao, holding the hand warmer, ran over to her and asked, looking up, “Master, did Qingxuan Revered One have business with you today?”

    Li Yu shook her head. “No.”

    No business today, but the next time they met, it would probably be about serious matters.

    Li Yu sighed and returned to her room.

    Not being able to reveal the future she knew made her feel guilty.

    But she knew that some things were better left unsaid.

    As the system had said, with Mount Chao Yao’s current strength, directly confronting the demons might lead to a worse outcome.

    So, she waited.

    On the tenth day of continuous snowfall, a deafening boom echoed from below.

    Li Yu’s heart skipped a beat. After a moment, she walked to the door and looked in the direction of the sound.

    Mu Tao had already reached the door, her hands gripping the frame, her eyes wide with shock.

    “Master, the mountain gate is broken!”

    To the south of Mount Chao Yao, the once invisible barrier was now visible.

    The massive, shimmering dome had shattered, and countless demonic lights, carrying a wave of resentment, surged into the mountain.

    Flashes of light tried to mend the barrier, but they were quickly swallowed by the resentment.

    Even from afar, the intensity of the battle was palpable.

    Another boom echoed.

    Mu Tao looked towards the sound and shouted, “Master! That’s the direction of Suiqiong Cave!”

    Indeed, it was.

    Another part of the protective dome shattered; that direction was clearly unguarded.

    A flock of birds, like a swarm of insects, carrying a wave of demonic energy, flew towards Suiqiong Cave.

    The commotion was too great to ignore.

    Should she go and put on a show?

    But what if her presence hindered their efforts to break the seal?

    Li Yu’s mind raced, but before she could decide, the birds stopped in midair.

    They scattered, circling and weaving, forming a formation in the sky.

    As the formation activated, the sky within the demonic circle instantly turned into night.

    Stars appeared in the sudden darkness.

    It was like looking into the vast cosmos through a black hole.

    The power of the stars rained down.

    Li Yu froze for a moment, then heard a sound like the earth splitting apart.

    The darkness and the stars vanished, and the birds flew away, escaping through the broken mountain gate, disappearing into the gray clouds before anyone could react.

    The demonic energy to the south also gradually dissipated.

    She had been overthinking it. This formation, like a UFO abducting children, had accomplished its task swiftly and efficiently.

    That seal had been created by the original Li Yu and Weisheng Xuanzhu! For it to be broken so easily was a bit absurd!

    And she recognized that power!

    “Master!” Mu Tao grabbed Li Yu’s sleeve. “That was…that was the spiritual energy of the person in the City of the Undying!”

    “Let’s go and see.” Li Yu summoned a crane and flew towards Suiqiong Cave with Mu Tao.

    The crane flew quickly, and soon they arrived.

    The scene was exactly as described in the novel.

    Suiqiong Cave had collapsed, the entrance buried under a mountain of rubble. A massive crack, as if cleaved by a powerful force, split the cave ceiling.

    Looking down into the chasm, besides the chilling cold, only faint remnants of the seal’s spiritual light remained, flickering amidst the ruins of ice and snow.

    —The Upper Spirit Lamp was gone.

    Si Qinglan arrived shortly after, her eyes wide with shock and disbelief.

    Her face was pale, her lips white; she looked incredibly weak.

    “Are you alright?” Li Yu instinctively stepped forward to support her.

    “We’ve been tricked! Their target was the Upper Spirit Lamp!” Si Qinglan gritted her teeth, her eyes filled with fury.

    Li Yu frowned slightly, not daring to speak.

    “We can’t lose the Upper Spirit Lamp! We have to get it back!” Si Qinglan closed her eyes and formed an unfamiliar hand seal.

    A pale green light emanated from her forehead, spreading outwards like wisps of smoke.

    The light split into countless threads, like a net, extending beyond the broken dome, covering the entire sky.

    Li Yu followed the light with her gaze.

    What kind of spell was this?

    She no longer underestimated Si Qinglan’s power; this looked incredibly powerful!

    As Li Yu was mesmerized by the spectacle, a white light flashed beside her.

    The light dissipated, revealing Mo Yichu.

    He looked at Si Qinglan with concern, seemingly wanting to stop her but hesitant to interfere. “Master Qinglan, using the Soul Searching Technique on such a large scale is like burning your life force! Your body won’t be able to handle it!”

    Burning her life force?!

    Li Yu snapped back to reality, gathered spiritual energy in her palm, and pulled Si Qinglan back.

    The Soul Searching Technique was instantly interrupted, and Si Qinglan stumbled, leaning weakly against Li Yu.

    “Si Qinglan, are you crazy?!” Li Yu couldn’t help but scold her.

    The countless threads of light in the sky dissipated like smoke.

    She didn’t understand these complicated spells, didn’t know their consequences, but she couldn’t just let Si Qinglan do something so reckless!

    “You know what’s sealed inside!” Si Qinglan gritted her teeth and grabbed Li Yu’s wrist. “We have to retrieve the Upper Spirit Lamp, or the entire immortal world will hold us accountable!”

    “…”

    “We have to…we have to get it back…”

    The current Mount Chao Yao couldn’t bear the responsibility of losing the Upper Spirit Lamp.

    Mo Yichu: “I’ll go and find it, Master Li Yu!”

    Si Qinglan: “You…”

    【Host, time to accept the mission!】

    【If only the male protagonist goes, the female protagonist won’t follow!】

    Li Yu hesitated, then said firmly, “I’ll go, I will personally retrieve the Upper Spirit Lamp.”

    Si Qinglan: “I’ll go with you…”

    Li Yu: “You need to rest. I can handle this alone.”

    Si Qinglan straightened up, as if trying to prove she was fine. “Li Yu, this is suspicious. Those demons choosing this moment to attack, creating a diversion, their target so clear, I’m afraid…”

    “Don’t worry!” Li Yu interrupted without hesitation, turning to look at Mo Yichu. “You stay here and look after Qingxuan Revered One. Don’t let her do anything reckless.”

    Mo Yichu: “Yes!”

    【Host, aren’t you taking the male protagonist with you?】

    The mountain gate was broken; anyone could enter.

    Si Qinglan was incredibly weak; she needed someone reliable to look after her.

    She had unlocked so many spells and improved her control over spiritual energy. If the male protagonist could do this alone in the original story, surely she could do it with the system’s assistance.

    【Boohoo!】

    What was it crying about now?

    【The system is touched by the host’s trust! The system is happy!】

    …Glad to hear it.

    Li Yu took a deep breath, wondering how to justify taking Mu Tao along without sounding strange, when Mu Tao grabbed her sleeve, her grip tight, as if afraid of being left behind.

    Mu Tao: “Master, I’ll go with you!”

    Si Qinglan: “What use would you be?!”

    【Protagonist Blackening Value +2%!】

    【Current Protagonist Blackening Value: 48%!】

    “Master!” Mu Tao’s eyes reddened; she refused to let go of Li Yu’s sleeve.

    Li Yu: “Mu Tao just…doesn’t want to leave my side.”

    Si Qinglan: “But…”

    Li Yu: “I will take care of her.”

    Si Qinglan: “Absolutely not!”

    She grabbed Mu Tao’s wrist. “Li Yu, it’s too dangerous!”

    Mu Tao looked at her, terrified.

    Mo Yichu: “Master Li Yu, Disciple Mu Tao is now…”

    Si Qinglan: “You stay out of this!”

    Mo Yichu: “…”

    Mu Tao: “…”

    Si Qinglan’s outburst silenced both juniors.

    Mu Tao looked at Li Yu pleadingly.

    Li Yu knew Si Qinglan’s concerns.

    Mu Tao’s Demon Bone resonated with the demonic soul sealed within the Upper Spirit Lamp. In the original story, it was the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed’s influence that caused Mu Tao’s Demon Bone to be exposed.

    Bringing Mu Tao near the Upper Spirit Lamp before it was resealed was undoubtedly dangerous.

    But in the novel, the protagonist and the male protagonist went together.

    Why did Si Qinglan and “Li Yu” in the original story allow this?

    If she could understand that, she could justify taking Mu Tao with her.

    【Host, the answer is right there in the question.】

    The answer was in the question…?

    She seemed to understand.

    In the original story, after Mu Tao’s Demon Bone was exposed, the male protagonist suppressed her demonic energy and hid her, but “Li Yu” still found them.

    If she had to guess, the original Li Yu must have been following them all along.

    She must have known that to find the Upper Spirit Lamp, Mu Tao had to take this risk.

    Whether she liked it or not, the Upper Spirit Lamp was far more important than Mu Tao.

    “Si Qinglan, I know how to find the Upper Spirit Lamp better than you do,” Li Yu said in a low voice.

    Si Qinglan opened her mouth as if to say something, then fell silent.

    For a moment, she looked at Li Yu with an unfamiliar expression, then chuckled softly.

    She released Mu Tao’s wrist and lowered her gaze.

    Mu Tao quickly hid behind Li Yu, rubbing her wrist.

    Li Yu sighed, summoned the crane, and pulled Mu Tao up.

    The crane soared into the sky, beyond the broken mountain gate, everything below shrinking and receding.

    In the silence, the system began listing the rules for using divine power in the human realm.

    Li Yu listened absently, summarizing it as: avoid humans, don’t affect mortals unless absolutely necessary, or risk triggering Heavenly Tribulation.

    The system helpfully recommended a basic invisibility spell and an unlocked barrier formation.

    This barrier formation could create a separate space, isolating it from the outside world.

    【If there’s an unavoidable fight, using this barrier will be much safer!】

    But it seemed to consume a lot of energy.

    【Better than triggering Heavenly Tribulation!】

    You were right.

    The system’s eagerness made her suspect a difficult battle lay ahead…

    As Li Yu was lost in thought, Mu Tao hugged her from behind, her cold cheek pressed against her back.

    “Qingxuan Revered One was so fierce…” Mu Tao muttered.

    “She was just worried about you,” Li Yu replied softly.

    “I know.” Mu Tao tightened her embrace. “I’m not afraid, Master will protect me.”

    Li Yu felt a momentary pang of guilt.

    She would protect Mu Tao.

    Even knowing that some harm was unavoidable, she would do her best to shield her from the rest.

    “No matter what happens, I’ll be with you,” she whispered, her voice almost drowned out by the wind.

    A moment later, Mu Tao softly replied, “Mm.”

    【Protagonist Blackening Value +2%!】

    【Current Protagonist Blackening Value: 50%!】

    It increased again…

    She didn’t understand, but it no longer mattered.

    She had made up her mind.

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 42

    Chapter 42: Was Mu Tao’s Blackening Inevitable?

    As the glowing characters dissipated, Li Yu fell into deep thought.

    The big iceberg, whose presence always made her uneasy, was finally asleep. She should be happy, but she couldn’t help but sigh.

    She hadn’t cared about that question in Suiqiong Cave earlier.

    But now, she felt that something that could make someone so persistent couldn’t be insignificant.

    Her resolute dismissal of his question, without knowing the context, seemed cruel.

    According to the original setting, Weisheng Xuanzhu’s hibernation could last anywhere from a few hundred to a thousand years, an unpredictable duration.

    Simply put—the longer he stayed awake, the longer he slept.

    It was something beyond his control.

    As one thinks during the day, so one dreams at night. Having not received the answer he wanted before falling asleep, she wondered if he would have a long, unsettling dream.

    If so, that would be rather tragic.

    But then again, although she didn’t know the story behind that question, it was likely something the original owner did, not her. She was just a passerby trying to muddle through.

    Yes, it wasn’t her fault; there was no need to feel guilty.

    It was pointless to dwell on it; she might as well hope her colleague had a good sleep, free from strange dreams like hers.

    “Master…”

    Li Yu turned to look at Mu Tao, who was still standing by the table.

    Mu Tao: “Was that a message from Qingxuan Revered One?”

    Li Yu: “Mm.”

    Mu Tao: “Lingyao Revered One has entered hibernation…”

    Li Yu: “Mm.”

    Mu Tao: “I heard that his hibernation always lasts a long time.”

    Li Yu: “Yes, a very long time.”

    “I’ve never actually met Lingyao Revered One,” Mu Tao muttered, a hint of regret in her voice.

    Li Yu was surprised. “You’ve never met him?”

    Mu Tao nodded. “Not exactly never. He never came to Chaoxi Pond, and I didn’t dare go near Qingke Hua, so I’ve only ever seen him from afar, in crowds.”

    It made sense. Given Mu Tao’s low status on Mount Chao Yao, she was ostracized everywhere. If it weren’t for Si Qinglan’s frequent visits, she probably wouldn’t have had many opportunities to interact with her either.

    “I finally got to know Senior Brother a little better and visited Qingke Hua a few times with Qin Yuan to see Qin Ruoheng and the little black bird, but I’ve never encountered Lingyao Revered One.” Mu Tao lowered her gaze, her regret deepening. “Now that he’s in hibernation, I won’t be able to meet him.”

    Li Yu couldn’t help but smile wryly. “Why are you so eager to meet him?”

    Mu Tao tilted her head and blinked. “He’s so powerful, who wouldn’t want to meet him?”

    A simple, understandable reason, like an ordinary person’s admiration for a celebrity.

    But if you asked her, that guy was only pleasant to look at from afar. Close contact was best avoided.

    That oppressive aura, that cryptic speech, every encounter gave her a headache.

    But since it was someone the little protagonist wanted to meet, she might as well offer an empty promise.

    “If you want to meet him, after he wakes up, I’ll take…” Li Yu paused and corrected herself, “…send a message to Qingxuan Revered One and ask her to take you to see him.”

    Mu Tao opened her mouth as if to say something, then closed it.

    Li Yu knew her promise was far-fetched.

    Hundreds or thousands of years, what did that even mean?

    If nothing unexpected happened, she would be long gone from this world by then.

    Li Yu looked out the window at the snow-covered mountain, lost in thought.

    She felt unsettled.

    She couldn’t explain it, but she wasn’t as calm as usual.

    Her mind raced with countless thoughts, tangled and without focus.

    How long would she stay in this world?

    What kind of ending would she bring?

    How would she leave, and what impact would her departure have on this world?

    And so many other questions…

    These fleeting thoughts buzzed around in her mind.

    Amidst this chaos, she suddenly remembered something from the original story.

    Fragmented, unclear, but it made her realize a serious problem.

    Her mission completion rate was only 30%!

    Li Yu had to admit, she was careless.

    An old habit she couldn’t break.

    Life after returning to the mountain had been too peaceful!

    She had learned some spells, her compatibility was stable, and even those angst-ridden plot points designed to advance the protagonists’ relationship in the original story hadn’t happened.

    Everything was going so well that she had almost believed she could live peacefully like this forever.

    But that was impossible.

    Just because some plot points hadn’t happened didn’t mean none of them would.

    The system hadn’t given her a clear roadmap, but when unavoidable main storyline missions arrived, it would force her to participate and assist her in completing them.

    Like with the City of the Undying incident, the system had been very clear—no avoiding it.

    If she had to guess, those crucial plot points that significantly impacted the protagonists were all part of her mission completion rate.

    Regardless of how the character relationships changed, she couldn’t avoid these plot points.

    If she tried, at best, the mission would fail, and she would be trapped in this world.

    At worst, she might be erased by the system or face a deadly “plot kill,” resulting in a bad ending.

    And coincidentally, a very important plot point in the original story happened to occur during the winter of Weisheng Xuanzhu’s hibernation.

    Kun Peng Monarch enters hibernation, demons attack, Suiqiong Cave collapses, the Upper Spirit Lamp is stolen!

    Although she had forgotten the details, she clearly remembered the consequences!

    This event was crucial to the protagonist’s blackening, the key moment when her Demon Bone was exposed!

    The reason she remembered was that she only started paying close attention to the novel after this event!

    She remembered everything that happened afterwards!

    The protagonist’s seal was broken, resentment surged into her body, causing a terrifying phenomenon.

    Although the male protagonist suppressed her demonic energy, the various hidden immortal sects were alerted, and the protagonist’s secret was exposed.

    Later, her master brought her back to Mount Chao Yao.

    The mountain gates opened, immortals from all over arrived, judging the girl with the Demon Bone.

    The rest of the story was predictable.

    Thinking of this, Li Yu felt a phantom pain in her chest, as if the sword from her dreams was still haunting her.

    She had been too naive, too focused on insignificant matters.

    The most important thing about Weisheng Xuanzhu’s hibernation wasn’t whether he would have nightmares or whether she would have a chance to take Mu Tao to see him in a few hundred or thousand years.

    The crucial issue was that with him gone, Mount Chao Yao was left with only Si Qinglan, who had recently expended a significant amount of energy, and her, who hadn’t even mastered intermediate spells!

    Si Qinglan had mentioned Weisheng Xuanzhu’s hibernation more than once during her visits.

    Ever since Li Yu’s failed closed-door cultivation and the subsequent weakening of her power, Si Qinglan had been worried about Weisheng Xuanzhu falling asleep.

    Many factions knew that the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed was sealed within the Upper Spirit Lamp, which was sealed within Mount Chao Yao.

    And many coveted the power of the Heavenly Demon.

    Born from the deepest resentment, its ability to corrupt was incredibly strong. Whether immortal, demon, god, or devil, those with weak wills could be swayed by it.

    The reason no one dared attack Mount Chao Yao for the past few millennia was because of Cangming Revered One and Lingyao Revered One.

    Yes, all the deterrence had nothing to do with Si Qinglan.

    Without Li Yu and the Kun Peng Monarch of the North Sea, the seal on the Upper Spirit Lamp wouldn’t have lasted so long.

    It wasn’t difficult to see that Si Qinglan resented the Upper Spirit Lamp being sealed on Mount Chao Yao.

    For her, it was a bomb, and her two colleagues were the ones keeping it stable.

    For millennia, the bomb had been stable.

    Then, one colleague weakened, leaving her relying solely on the other.

    But the other colleague wasn’t invincible; he also needed rest.

    This had made Si Qinglan incredibly anxious for the past year.

    But there was nothing she could do. Weisheng Xuanzhu had already announced his need for hibernation last year. Him delaying it until this winter was already pushing his limits.

    Now that he was finally asleep, Si Qinglan must be panicking.

    This butterfly message, only six characters long, wasn’t Si Qinglan’s usual style.

    But thinking about it, Li Yu could almost hear Si Qinglan’s anxious voice.

    She suddenly felt a headache.

    “Li Yu” in the original story was still quite powerful during this period.

    The reason the Upper Spirit Lamp was stolen was because of the demons’ sudden and targeted attack.

    Mount Chao Yao was usually peaceful, so no one was prepared.

    By the time they reacted, the lamp was already gone.

    If they had known about the attack in advance, even with her weakened cultivation, the original Li Yu would have been able to defend Suiqiong Cave.

    But there were no “ifs” in life.

    Or rather, when there were “ifs,” there were usually “buts.”

    And now, the “if” had appeared.

    If she wanted to, she, as Li Yu the Exalted Immortal, could predict the demon attack and defend Suiqiong Cave.

    But, she wasn’t the original Li Yu.

    She barely knew any spells. Could she truly defend Mount Chao Yao?

    Or rather, did the system want her to defend Mount Chao Yao?

    【Host, I have something to say, not sure if I should…】

    Here it comes, the system finally couldn’t stay silent.

    Spit it out; I’m mentally prepared.

    【The host’s arrival has indeed changed many things. These changes appear positive on the surface, but upon closer inspection, they might not be entirely beneficial.】

    I think you’re right.

    But I don’t quite understand; could you be more direct?

    【Have you heard of the butterfly effect, Host?】

    The butterfly effect…

    【Your arrival in this world improved the relationship between “Li Yu” and Si Qinglan, allowing you to obtain the [Unasking Flower] before the City of the Undying incident, something the male protagonist didn’t have in the original story.】

    【Because of the [Unasking Flower], you were able to change Qin Ruoheng’s fate, saving her from having her soul scattered.】

    Why was it suddenly bringing this up?

    What did this have to do with the current situation?

    【Everything!】

    【Think about it, Host, what has changed compared to the original story because of this altered ending?】

    Was it deliberately making things difficult for her?

    Knowing she hadn’t read the novel carefully, now it was testing her on the details?!

    【Boohoo…】

    Boohoo, boohoo, always crying!

    It made her suffer for ten days or half a month just to assist with an intermediate spell!

    What was it even good for?!

    Li Yu couldn’t help but rant at the system.

    The system fell silent, perhaps offended.

    Li Yu took a deep breath and closed her eyes.

    As she exhaled, a realization dawned on her.

    She finally understood what the system meant!

    Because she had received the Unasking Flower from Si Qinglan, they had another option in the City of the Undying, an option to save Qin Ruoheng.

    This choice gave both Qin Ruoheng and the little black bird a better ending than in the original story.

    On the surface, it was positive, but was there a price?

    The answer was yes.

    Originally, the price should have been paid by Qin Ruoheng, and perhaps the little black bird.

    But the plot changed, and so did the price.

    Now, she and Si Qinglan were paying it.

    Although she had only suffered for ten days or so, she hadn’t fully recovered.

    Lately, she had been feeling more tired than when she first arrived.

    It wasn’t her imagination.

    Initially, although feeling weak, she only slept because she had nothing else to do.

    But recently, despite having many things she wanted to do, she often lacked the energy, even dozing off while sitting and thinking.

    Weisheng Xuanzhu had also told her not to use divine power for the next hundred years.

    Clearly, her current condition was concerning, though she, as a layman, couldn’t fully grasp the extent of it.

    As for Si Qinglan, after saving Qin Ruoheng, she had become so weak that her temper had worsened.

    Even if they knew about the impending demon attack now, they might not be able to stop it.

    Was this the butterfly effect the system spoke of?

    Changing one outcome affecting another…

    【The host is correct; the current situation is indeed dire!】

    Then what should she do?

    【The system recommends letting nature take its course!】

    Letting nature take its course?

    So, do nothing and wait for the main storyline to unfold, right?

    【Yes, with Mount Chao Yao’s current strength, directly confronting the demons might lead to a worse outcome!】

    Li Yu pondered.

    So, the system wanted her to follow the original plot.

    Her mission completion rate probably hinged on this event.

    She sighed.

    “System, I’m curious about something. If you still want to cooperate with me, I expect honest answers, not cryptic word games.”

    Li Yu’s inner voice was cold, not angry, just calm and serious.

    The system was silent for a moment, then replied,

    【Ask away, Host.】

    “I always thought I was here to prevent the protagonist from blackening, but now I feel that I might be wrong.” She asked seriously, “Can you give me a straight answer? If certain plot points are inevitable, is the protagonist’s blackening also predetermined?”

    【I apologize, Host, but the system cannot provide a definitive answer to this question.】

    【However, the system can tell you that whether the [Upper Spirit Lamp] is stolen or not, the protagonist’s Demon Bone being exposed and her subsequent trial are unavoidable main storyline points.】

    So, Mu Tao’s blackening was inevitable?

    【The host needn’t be so pessimistic. The author’s plot isn’t unchangeable. Haven’t you already successfully altered one ending?】

    Li Yu looked at Mu Tao.

    The little girl was sitting on the floor, her eyes closed, practicing her cultivation techniques.

    The plot could be changed, but her identity couldn’t, right?

    The little protagonist, with her Demon Bone, was destined for a difficult life in the immortal world.

    【Host…】

    “No need to say anything more, I’ll follow the main storyline.”

    【Huh?】

    “Next time, if there are unavoidable plot points, just tell me directly, no need to beat around the bush.” Li Yu said calmly. “I’m just here to do my job. You’re the client; I’ll listen to you.”

    【Uh…】

    “But besides those unavoidable plot points, everything else is up to me. You just need to assist me, not advise me.”

    Li Yu looked at the ice flower by the window.

    It was just following the main storyline, what was so difficult about that?

    She knew the rest of the plot. No matter what happened, she would stay by Mu Tao’s side.

    She wasn’t the original owner, nor the male protagonist.

    Saving the world, the Dao, what did those have to do with her?

    She was just here to complete a mission.

    Her mission wasn’t complicated, just complete the main storyline and prevent the protagonist from destroying the world.

    As long as she achieved these two goals, everything else was secondary, right?

    Since Mu Tao’s Demon Bone was destined to be exposed, then let it be exposed!

    Then she could switch to demonic cultivation, which was better than forcing herself to cultivate immortal techniques with a demonic body.

    And since Mu Tao was destined to be judged by the immortal sects, she would protect her!

    After that, she would accompany her to the Demon Realm, no longer having to worry about character compatibility!

    Now that she had unlocked so many skills, with the system’s assistance, her combat abilities shouldn’t be inferior to Mo Yichu’s in the original story, right?

    What the male protagonist could do, she could do!

    What he couldn’t do, she could also do!

    As long as she didn’t die, she could take the risk. A little bed rest wasn’t a problem; she had someone to take care of her.

    The protagonist’s despair and desire to destroy the world in the original story might not have stemmed solely from loneliness and helplessness but from the realization that even after obtaining everything she craved, there was no one to share it with, no one who cared about her happiness or sorrow.

    Just like Qin Ruoheng, who found “freedom” three hundred years ago.

    Li Yu gently touched the ice flower.

    She knew the original ending, knew which path wouldn’t work.

    She wouldn’t let Mu Tao suffer the same fate.

    No matter how much others hated her little disciple, she would always protect her.

    Even if the author’s plot was filled with malice, she would make sure Mu Tao knew that no matter what happened, she would always be there for her.

    This way, even if Mu Tao became the powerful Demon God in the latter half of the story, she wouldn’t have to worry about being stabbed!

    【Host, you, you…】

    No need to persuade me, I’ve changed my survival plan!

    She had been thinking about it the wrong way!

    Trying to redeem a demon destined to be rejected and harmed by the righteous path with love, wasn’t that just moral kidnapping?

    Going with the flow was the best approach!

    The Little Demon God Nurturing Plan!

    Officially commencing today!

    【Protagonist Blackening Value +1%!】

    【Current Protagonist Blackening Value: 46%!】

    Li Yu: “…”

    Although she didn’t know why, she no longer feared the increasing blackening value.

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 41

    Chapter 41: That Kiss Was Too Light

    After leaving Suiqiong Cave, Li Yu’s first instinct was to return home and appease her disciple.

    But as she summoned the crane, she changed her mind. She couldn’t go back yet.

    She wasn’t sure if Si Qinglan was still waiting at Chaoxi Pond.

    If so, returning so quickly would make it seem like she hadn’t taken the task seriously.

    Although true, years of experience in the art of pretending taught her that appearances mattered.

    So, like a child skipping class, she wandered aimlessly around Mount Chao Yao.

    To avoid bumping into Weisheng Xuanzhu, she deliberately steered clear of Suiqiong Cave and the path leading to Qingke Hua.

    And to avoid being caught slacking off by other spirits or disciples, she used one of Si Qinglan’s artifacts to conceal her form.

    She never used to enjoy traveling or sightseeing, preferring to stay home.

    Now that she could stay home all day, occasional outings seemed enjoyable.

    But perhaps due to her lingering injuries or the autumnal fatigue, she fell asleep under a tree.

    She woke up with a yawn as dusk approached.

    Seeing the darkening sky, she instinctively checked Mu Tao’s blackening value.

    【Current Protagonist Blackening Value: 44%!】

    Unbelievable, it could even increase while she was sleeping!

    Li Yu gritted her teeth, jumped up, brushed the dust off her clothes with a spell, summoned the crane, and hurried back to Chaoxi Pond.

    The sun had set, and the orange glow in the sky gradually faded.

    Darkness crept in.

    The room, without candles, was dim.

    Mu Tao sat at the table, her chin resting on her hands, her head tilted slightly, her eyes staring blankly at the cold food before her.

    Her legs swung restlessly under the table, occasionally scraping against the floor.

    Suddenly, a flicker of blue light caught her eye.

    Mu Tao’s eyes lit up, and she jumped up like a rabbit, a bright smile on her face as she rushed to the door.

    The crane dissolved into specks of spiritual light.

    Mu Tao stood by the door, her hands behind her back, looking at Li Yu expectantly. “Master!”

    Her voice was sweet, but her blackening value was dangerously close to 50%.

    Li Yu walked over, touched Mu Tao’s hair, wanting to say something, but the words wouldn’t come.

    “Master, the food is cold; I’ll go and reheat it!” Mu Tao ran back to the table and raised her hands over the dishes.

    A warm, red light glowed from her palms, illuminating the dim room, like a small, low-powered heater.

    But her cultivation was still too low. Even reheating food seemed like a strenuous task, beads of sweat appearing on her forehead.

    Just as Li Yu was about to offer help, Mu Tao put down her hands, panting.

    The aroma of food filled the room again.

    “Look, Master, the food is warm now!” Mu Tao turned to Li Yu, her eyes shining with anticipation, awaiting praise.

    A year ago, she wouldn’t have been able to do this. Cold food had to be taken back to the distant kitchen to be reheated.

    Seeing her like this, Li Yu smiled, her worries melting away.

    “You’ve become so powerful,” Li Yu said, walking into the room.

    With a flick of her wrist, the candles lit up.

    Dinner was later than usual. By the time they finished, the moon was already high in the sky.

    Mu Tao didn’t ask where Li Yu had been. After clearing the table and just before leaving, she said, “Master, Qingxuan Revered One said to send her a message when you return.”

    “I know.” Li Yu smiled and patted Mu Tao’s head. “It’s getting late; you should go and rest.”

    Mu Tao nodded, picked up her food box, and left with a smile.

    Another day where she did nothing but eat a meal and successfully appeased her little disciple.

    She should report back to Si Qinglan about the seal.

    Li Yu conjured a spiritual butterfly and infused it with a simple message: There’s no need to worry about the seal.

    The butterfly flew out the window, carrying its message and a faint blue light, passing by Mu Tao, who hadn’t gone far, and towards Qianlizhu.

    【Protagonist Blackening Value +1%!】

    【Current Protagonist Blackening Value: 45%!】

    Li Yu: “…”

    She was smiling just a moment ago; why the sudden increase?

    She couldn’t understand it!

    Surely sending a message to Si Qinglan couldn’t upset Mu Tao, could it?

    Was the little protagonist’s possessiveness really that strong?

    Li Yu pondered.

    Judging by the latter half of the novel, the protagonist’s possessiveness was indeed strong.

    And not just ordinary strong.

    It was a suppressed desire, erupting explosively, bordering on pathological.

    It doesn’t matter if I can’t have your heart, as long as I have you.

    Love or hate, healthy or not, it didn’t matter.

    As long as she could keep what she wanted by her side, she didn’t care in what form.

    When reading the novel, she had found the protagonist’s descent into madness compelling, but now, it seemed terrifying.

    And now, Mu Tao was clinging to her

    If she couldn’t control the protagonist’s blackening value, wouldn’t the scenarios originally meant for Mo Yichu now happen to her?

    No, no, that was impossible!

    Mu Tao was just dependent on her. The little girl, having never been loved, naturally craved affection.

    It was just a phase; she would grow out of it!

    As for the possessiveness, it was also understandable.

    Back in school, seeing her best friend suddenly hanging out with someone else always made her feel uneasy.

    And the blackening value wasn’t even at 50% yet. Even if it did reach 50%, what did it even mean?

    Everyone had a dark side.

    She felt incredibly gloomy during those days when she worked overtime until late at night. If there was a system calculating her blackening value then, it would probably have been over 50%.

    One had to be empathetic, to see things from another’s perspective.

    Mu Tao had suffered a lot as a child; naturally, she was more sensitive than others.

    Children who grew up in such environments needed more patience, love, and understanding.

    It was fine; she had plenty of time to guide Mu Tao.

    Mu Tao’s personality had changed significantly, and everything seemed to be heading in the right direction. She had also proven that the original plot could be altered.

    When Mu Tao’s cultivation improved, and she became more confident and less reliant on others, Li Yu would find her a suitable partner.

    Thinking this, Li Yu sat by the window, resting her chin on her hand, and looked at the moon rising above the trees.

    Time on the immortal mountain was always a blur.

    The moon among the clouds wasn’t full; she didn’t know if the Mid-Autumn Festival in the human realm had already passed.

    Regardless, winter was approaching.

    The day she first met Mu Tao, it was a snowy winter day.

    Time flew by; it had been almost a year since she arrived here.

    She considered herself independent, but during the past year, she had become spoiled by Mu Tao.

    If Mu Tao ever found someone else, someone she prepared delicious meals for, Li Yu would be heartbroken.

    This thought sparked another idea.

    No one was worthy of her little disciple!

    She knew this was a bit possessive.

    But why couldn’t she be possessive of her disciple?

    If only Mu Tao would never fall for anyone…

    Li Yu sighed.

    Then, another thought struck her.

    Why did she have to find a male lead for the protagonist?

    The system only said that the protagonist needed to be happy, and happiness didn’t require romance!

    With enough food and money, being single could also be very fulfilling!

    She almost fell into the trap of romance-obsessed novel logic!

    Mu Tao, with her Demon Bone, risked being abandoned by anyone who approached her without knowing her secret.

    Ultimately, relying on others was unreliable.

    It was better to nurture the little protagonist into a strong and independent person.

    And now that she understood some basic spells, she could start teaching Mu Tao!

    So, on the night Mu Tao’s blackening value reached 45%, Li Yu made a significant decision.

    She would start teaching Mu Tao spells.

    Mu Tao, who had diligently practiced basic cultivation techniques for nearly a year, was overjoyed to learn something new. She excitedly grabbed Li Yu’s wrist, repeatedly asking if she had heard correctly.

    On her first day of learning spells from her master, Mu Tao happily ran around the small courtyard.

    No one told her that her master was perhaps the most unreliable teacher on Mount Chao Yao, so unreliable that she wasn’t even proficient in what she taught.

    Mu Tao only knew that her master was teaching her seriously!

    Her master’s teaching methods were…simple, almost careless.

    She never explained the principles, just guided Mu Tao on how to sense and use the spells.

    —Just like when she gave her the cultivation manual and told her to figure it out herself!

    She thought, Master must know that her aptitude is inferior to others, so she chose the most suitable teaching method!

    Master was so thoughtful, the best master in the world!

    The little protagonist always considered herself foolish and untalented.

    But in reality, her aptitude was exceptional.

    Those seemingly basic spells were things Li Yu had struggled to learn after numerous attempts, but Mu Tao grasped them instantly. Even if she couldn’t use them perfectly yet, it was only due to her limited spiritual energy reserves.

    As expected of the protagonist with world-destroying potential, even with her meridians blocked by the Demon Bone seal, her learning ability was incredible!

    This almost terrifying learning speed put Li Yu under pressure.

    Her limited knowledge wouldn’t be enough to satisfy such a voracious learner.

    Faced with this dilemma, Li Yu had to adopt a “learn at night, teach during the day” approach.

    Fortunately, Mu Tao never pressured her to teach more. Even learning a little each day made her happy, and she would diligently practice in the courtyard until she was satisfied.

    Thus, Li Yu, both relieved and anxious, continued teaching Mu Tao for over two months.

    Li Yu didn’t want to admit it, but after two months of painstaking effort, the person who benefited most wasn’t Mu Tao, but herself.

    When she realized this, she didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

    Time flew by on the mountain.

    One day, she woke up and opened the window.

    —Chaoxi Pond was covered in white again.

    On the morning of the first snow, the girl who always wore red came running, a bright smile on her face, her footsteps leaving small prints in the thin layer of snow.

    “Master! It snowed last night!”

    She caught a few snowflakes in her sleeve, hurried inside, and happily showed them to Li Yu.

    Protected by the barrier within the house, the snowflakes quickly melted into small water droplets on her sleeve.

    Mu Tao looked outside, then back at Li Yu expectantly. “Master, can I…play for a bit today?”

    Li Yu: “You want to play in the snow?”

    Mu Tao: “Mm!”

    Li Yu looked at the falling snow, then at Mu Tao’s thin clothes. “Aren’t you cold?”

    “No!” Mu Tao sat up straight, shook her head, and smiled. “Master, I have a strong constitution. I’m only afraid of heat, not cold!”

    Li Yu gently tapped Mu Tao’s nose. “And who was the little icicle frozen stiff in the snow a year ago?”

    Mu Tao grabbed Li Yu’s hand and quickly defended herself, “That was different, I wasn’t well then! I have thick fur; I’ve never been afraid of the cold!”

    Li Yu: “Alright, alright, if you’re not cold, then go and play.”

    “Thank you, Master!” Mu Tao happily ran outside.

    Li Yu sat by the window, leaning against the frame, watching the little girl playing in the snow.

    She gathered the snow, rolling it into a ball, and then, hopping and skipping, carried it to the center of the courtyard.

    Her face was flushed, her breath misting in the cold air, but her eyes were filled with joy, her arms outstretched as she ran, like a little penguin.

    The “little penguin” waddled around in the snow, and soon, a snowman, almost as tall as she was, with pointy ears, appeared in the courtyard.

    As soon as it was finished, Mu Tao ran to the window and shouted excitedly, “Look, Master!”

    Li Yu: “I see it!”

    Mu Tao: “I’ll go find some eyes for it!”

    The little girl ran out of the courtyard.

    The bright red of her clothes gradually disappeared, leaving behind a trail of footprints and a snowman with a wide smile and no eyes or nose.

    Li Yu smiled and shook her head.

    Mu Tao had become so much more lively.

    The last time it snowed, she had been incredibly well-behaved, not daring to play, not even speaking loudly.

    Li Yu waited by the window, but Mu Tao didn’t return. She couldn’t help but go outside and examine the snowman with pointy ears.

    It was missing a tail!

    Mu Tao never imagined that when she returned from the kitchen with two large fruit pits, she would see her master crouching behind the snowman, patting something on the ground with her usually pristine hands.

    “Master!” she said, surprised. A tail-like appendage had appeared on the snowman.

    “That’s better,” Li Yu stood up and brushed the snow off her clothes.

    Seeing the two fruit pits in Mu Tao’s hands, she took them and pressed them into the snowman’s head as eyes.

    Mu Tao looked at her master, then at the snowman, a smile appearing on her face.

    Her master had helped her build a snowman, a snowman that looked like her. She happily circled it, admiring their creation.

    But after a while, she went to a corner of the courtyard, out of Li Yu’s sight.

    Mu Tao had recently learned many useless spells. She silently used a spell to transform snow into ice, then carefully carved a rather crude ice flower.

    As soon as it was finished, she stood up excitedly, wanting to give it to her master.

    But her legs were numb from crouching for too long, so she hobbled back to the house, carefully carrying the ice flower, and entered the warm room.

    She was about to call out to Li Yu, but the word “Master” caught in her throat.

    She saw Li Yu sitting by the window, one hand supporting her head, the other resting on her lap, her forehead leaning against the window frame, her eyes closed, sleeping lightly.

    The window was open, but the snow couldn’t penetrate the invisible barrier, just swirling gently around her, a silent adornment to her flawless face.

    Mu Tao stared, mesmerized.

    The ice flower in her hand started to melt, the cold water dripping through her fingers.

    She approached cautiously.

    Looking at her master’s sleeping face, feeling the icy coldness in her hand, she hesitated to wake her.

    Her heart started racing.

    She didn’t know where she found the courage, but she leaned down and gently kissed Li Yu’s cheek.

    The kiss was light, barely a touch.

    But she felt a jolt, as if electrocuted, and quickly straightened up.

    Her heart pounded, her breath erratic.

    After a moment of panic, she took a deep breath, turned, and ran out of the room, out of the courtyard, towards the kitchen.

    Li Yu, startled awake, opened her eyes and looked at the retreating figure, confused.

    She glanced at the sky, trying to determine if it was almost mealtime based on the sun’s position, then realized there was no sun today.

    It didn’t matter…

    If her little disciple was in such a hurry, it must be almost time for a meal.

    Li Yu shifted her position and dozed off again.

    When she woke up, Mu Tao had already brought in the food.

    The girl was unusually quiet during the meal, her head lowered, just focusing on eating.

    She didn’t even look up once.

    Just as Li Yu was about to ask what was wrong, Mu Tao quickly cleared the table and left without a word.

    Did I make her angry?

    Li Yu, confused, checked the blackening value and character compatibility.

    45% and 97%.

    Neither had changed, so why was her disciple suddenly unhappy?

    Li Yu stared at the snowman in the courtyard, puzzled, until Mu Tao returned, a shy smile on her face, and placed a delicate ice flower in her hand.

    Li Yu: “Did you make this?”

    Mu Tao: “Mm!”

    Li Yu smiled. “You were so quiet during dinner; I thought you were angry with me.”

    Mu Tao panicked, shaking her head and waving her hands. “No, no, of course not! How could I be angry with Master? I was just…just…”

    Li Yu: “Just preparing a surprise for me.”

    Mu Tao: “Yes!”

    Li Yu: “It’s beautiful.”

    Mu Tao: “Does Master like it?”

    Li Yu nodded slightly. Seeing the ice flower starting to melt, she used a spell to preserve its shape.

    She walked to the window and used her spiritual energy to suspend it in the air.

    She said, smiling, that it wouldn’t melt anymore, and she would see it first thing every morning.

    Mu Tao pursed her lips, not speaking, just gazing at her master’s back, at the ice flower by the window, her eyes shining.

    A pale green butterfly, as if carried by the wind and snow, landed by the window.

    Li Yu lowered her gaze, extended her finger, and gently touched the butterfly’s wing.

    The butterfly fluttered into the air and transformed into a line of text.

    Weisheng Xuanzhu has entered hibernation.

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 40

    Chapter 40: Life Was Becoming Unbearable!

    “What do you mean?” Si Qinglan looked at her incredulously.

    Li Yu didn’t answer, just turned and walked out, summoning a crane under Mu Tao’s confused gaze, and left.

    Si Qinglan: “…Hey!”

    How could she be like this? One moment she wanted company, the next she stormed out, her attitude changing so abruptly. Was she on medication?

    She hadn’t said she couldn’t go with her…

    Si Qinglan took a sip of tea and muttered, “Actually, I didn’t want to go either.”

    Both Li Yu and Weisheng Xuanzhu were somewhat conversational when met individually.

    But when they were together, the atmosphere became incredibly awkward.

    Unless there was something important to discuss, she didn’t want to be caught between them, experiencing that oppressive silence.

    Thinking this, Si Qinglan put down her teacup and glanced outside.

    The spiritual crane was already flying towards Suiqiong Cave, so swiftly, so decisively, without any intention of waiting for her.

    Although she didn’t know why Li Yu’s attitude changed so suddenly, she didn’t feel the need to follow.

    The little girl she had sent outside was looking up at the receding crane.

    When it disappeared, the girl turned and looked at Si Qinglan, asking timidly, “Qingxuan Revered One, where did Master go? When will she be back?”

    Si Qinglan: “Don’t worry, your master hasn’t gone far. She just went to check on Suiqiong Cave for me.”

    Mu Tao nodded, returned to the room, sat down in her usual spot, and resumed her cultivation practice.

    Si Qinglan watched her for a moment, a sigh escaping her lips.

    For the past two hundred years, Li Yu had always tried to keep Mu Tao away from cultivation.

    She could see that Li Yu had only taken Mu Tao in as a disciple to prevent her from cultivating.

    She initially thought Li Yu didn’t care much for the girl, but last winter, when the girl was severely injured during the Cloud Platform Trial, Li Yu recklessly broke through her own cultivation to save her.

    Everything had changed since then.

    Although she didn’t know the reason for Li Yu’s sudden change of heart, things were certainly looking up for Mu Tao.

    A year ago, this little girl couldn’t even maintain her human form; now she could gather a faint layer of spiritual energy around her while cultivating.

    Although many adult spirits could do this, it was a significant achievement for this little girl.

    With her meridians blocked by the seal, to make such progress in such a short time, even with that specialized manual, required tremendous effort.

    This was good.

    Since they had decided to keep her on the mountain, she should be allowed to grow up like a normal child, in a normal environment.

    More than “good,” this was how it should be.

    Thinking this, Si Qinglan walked to the door and said casually, “Little Taotao, when your master returns, remind her to send me a message.”

    Then, she transformed into a streak of green light and disappeared.


    Having been confined to Mount Chao Yao for so long, the only places Li Yu had been to, besides Si Qinglan’s Qianlizhu, were Chaoxi Pond and the northern lagoon.

    Thankfully, the system’s navigation was reliable; otherwise, she would never have found Suiqiong Cave.

    As the crane landed and dissipated, Li Yu took a deep breath.

    Before her was a small, dark cave entrance, seemingly bottomless.

    It was autumn, but the weather hadn’t turned cold yet.

    Just standing outside, Li Yu felt a chill that even her protective spiritual energy couldn’t fully block.

    She didn’t know if this chill came from the sealed object within the cave or from the colleague currently reinforcing the seal.

    Or perhaps…both?

    This was Suiqiong Cave? The forbidden grounds of Mount Chao Yao, where the Upper Spirit Lamp was sealed?

    Whatever the reason, this cave entrance gave her a bad feeling, a cowardly urge to turn and run.

    But this urge was fleeting.

    Don’t be ridiculous! If you can’t even enter a cave, you’ll never achieve anything!

    She had flown in the sky, sailed the seas, and ventured into a haunted city; she had faced far greater dangers.

    Just now, she hadn’t even gotten weak knees riding the crane!

    This was just a small, dark cave entrance, and she knew exactly what was inside. There was no unknown to fear, no reason to be afraid.

    Thinking this, Li Yu straightened her back, conjured a light at her fingertip, and bravely stepped into the dark cave.

    The cave wasn’t as long as she had imagined.

    She walked forward, her light illuminating the path, and soon saw a faint glow in the distance.

    She dispelled the light and continued walking, noticing ice forming on the cave walls.

    The thin layer of ice extended from within the cave, growing thicker as she went deeper.

    A misty, icy blue light flowed through the cave, illuminating the ice crystals.

    At the deepest part of Suiqiong Cave was a world of ice and snow.

    Snowflakes fell silently, their origin and destination unknown.

    Ice crystals, like blooming flowers, adorned the cave walls.

    Within the ice and snow, a lotus-shaped lamp, seemingly made of ice, hung in the air.

    A blue flame flickered on its wick, the light dimming and brightening, occasionally flashing a dark red, like resentment.

    A faint blue light, like a cage, silently surrounded it.

    Weisheng Xuanzhu stood before the seal, one hand behind his back, the other raised—a continuous stream of spiritual energy flowed from his palm into the seal, but the blue seal remained unchanged, like a bottomless pit.

    Li Yu watched from afar, not understanding anything, her mind filled with a single thought: impressive but confusing.

    She thought Si Qinglan must have been overthinking it.

    Weisheng Xuanzhu didn’t seem to be struggling at all.

    He was only using one hand.

    Usually, things that could be done with one hand weren’t that difficult.

    Thank goodness, it seemed she didn’t have to do anything.

    If she had to help, given her current control over spiritual energy, she would definitely need the system’s assistance.

    And the system had said that using intermediate spells was risky. If she forced it, she would be bedridden again for ten days or half a month.

    Since everything seemed fine here, she could just leave, right?

    Thinking this, Li Yu, seeing that Weisheng Xuanzhu hadn’t noticed her, quietly took two steps back.

    Just as she was about to leave, the flow of spiritual energy into the seal stopped abruptly.

    Li Yu’s heart skipped a beat.

    She had always thought this sensation was reserved for romantic scenes in novels.

    Having lived a law-abiding life, she only learned today that being caught red-handed could also cause one’s heart to skip a beat.

    Of course, she wasn’t doing anything wrong.

    She just felt inexplicably guilty, like a thief who hadn’t actually stolen anything.

    Realizing there was no reason to feel guilty, Li Yu suppressed her urge to flee and looked at the colleague she least wanted to see.

    Weisheng Xuanzhu turned and walked towards her.

    She met his dark eyes again, as deep and unreadable as an abyss.

    “You’re here,” he said calmly, his voice betraying no surprise.

    More accurately, it wasn’t a lack of surprise but a complete lack of any discernible emotion.

    Li Yu replied with a noncommittal “mm,” then looked up at the ice lotus lamp hanging in the air.

    She could feel his gaze on her.

    No one spoke; time seemed to freeze.

    This wouldn’t do; she had to break the silence.

    Is the seal secured?

    No, no, if Si Qinglan couldn’t tell, how could she, as “Li Yu,” know?

    You’ve worked hard.

    No, what if he hadn’t finished and only stopped because he didn’t want her to leave immediately?

    If that were the case, not only would she not be helping, but saying “you’ve worked hard” would be incredibly insensitive.

    This was a difficult question; she didn’t know how to answer…

    Weisheng Xuanzhu: “The seal is almost reinforced.”

    He spoke first?

    And even provided a progress report.

    Li Yu was relieved, the tension leaving her body.

    She hesitated, then said, “Si Qinglan asked me to come. She was worried that you might be…overworking yourself.”

    Weisheng Xuanzhu: “Mm.”

    Li Yu: “Mm…”

    Damn it, another conversational dead end.

    Mo Yichu’s poor conversational skills must have come from his master!

    Just as Li Yu was wondering how to continue, Weisheng Xuanzhu spoke again.

    Weisheng Xuanzhu: “I heard your internal injuries flared up in the human realm.”

    Li Yu: “Mm…”

    Even Weisheng Xuanzhu knew about her injuries.

    Bad news traveled fast…

    Weisheng Xuanzhu: “I can handle this alone.”

    Li Yu: “I thought so.”

    Thank you, colleague, for saying exactly what she wanted to hear!

    “You recklessly broke through your cultivation that day; your injuries must be serious. Using divine power in the human realm further aggravated them. If you continue like this, it will damage your cultivation.” Weisheng Xuanzhu looked at the blue seal. “I will secure this before my hibernation. You should rest and avoid using divine power for the next hundred years.”

    Wow, the big iceberg actually spoke so many words.

    She had thought he was the type who valued brevity, as if every word caused him physical pain.

    Although his tone was cold, the concern in his words was genuine.

    Li Yu knew that his concern was for the original owner, not for her, the imposter.

    This made her feel slightly guilty.

    “If there’s nothing else, I’ll be going.”

    Li Yu turned to leave, but he called her name.

    “Cangming Revered One, please wait.”

    “…”

    Was there something else?

    She knew she shouldn’t have come alone.

    Meeting someone with a complicated relationship in private always led to awkward situations.

    Li Yu sighed and stopped but didn’t turn around.

    “What is it, Lingyao Revered One?”

    “Nothing, I just…I will be entering hibernation soon, by winter at the latest.”

    There was an unusual note in his voice, no longer the usual indifference, as if he was…expressing emotion.

    But Li Yu didn’t know how to respond.

    Not knowing how to respond, she chose silence.

    This silence made the atmosphere even more awkward.

    What would the original owner say if she heard this? Li Yu wondered.

    Or perhaps, she should consider what kind of response Weisheng Xuanzhu wanted.

    Whatever it was, the original owner wouldn’t have given it to him.

    Following this line of thought, Li Yu said tentatively, “Rest well. I will watch over the seal.”

    —Her tone indifferent, her words practical, focusing on work, avoiding emotions.

    She felt her response was perfect, completely in line with the original owner’s personality.

    She braced herself for the sound of a heartbroken colleague.

    Time seemed to freeze again.

    The already cold Suiqiong Cave became even more frigid in the oppressive silence.

    Li Yu admired Si Qinglan even more now. That person could actually work with this silent, emotionally stunted iceberg for so long and even address him casually.

    What incredible social skills!

    After a long, agonizing silence, Weisheng Xuanzhu finally spoke.

    Weisheng Xuanzhu: “Li Yu.”

    Oh dear, he dropped the formal address…

    When someone who usually addressed you formally suddenly called you by name, there must be a reason.

    Weisheng Xuanzhu: “I know you don’t want to talk to me. If it weren’t for your concern about the seal, you wouldn’t even bother coming here.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Weisheng Xuanzhu: “I’ve guarded this seal for you for three thousand years. This time, I don’t know when I’ll wake up.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Oh god, these were the classic lines of a lovesick fool. Just listening to them was painful!

    Why did she have to be here, listening to such lines from someone she barely knew?!

    Was he about to ask if she had ever loved him?

    As Li Yu’s mind raced, she heard the next sentence and breathed a sigh of relief.

    Weisheng Xuanzhu: “My disciple is still young, if you…”

    “No problem!” She interrupted without hesitation.

    He was just asking her to look after his disciple before going to sleep!

    This was from the original story; she remembered!

    That was her newly acquired tool; whether Weisheng Xuanzhu mentioned it or not, she would keep an eye on him.

    She would make sure that blockhead didn’t develop any feelings for Mu Tao.

    This way, Mu Tao would be safe, he would be safe, and the entire Mount Chao Yao would be safe!

    Thinking this, Li Yu looked at Weisheng Xuanzhu and made a sincere promise, “I will look after him for you.”

    Weisheng Xuanzhu: “…”

    Li Yu: “Is there anything else?”

    If there wasn’t, she was leaving. If she stayed any longer, she might start carving a villa into the ice.

    She looked at him expectantly, hoping he would understand and tell her she could leave.

    But instead of the words she wanted, she saw a strange look in his eyes.

    Li Yu’s heart sank; she had a feeling her compatibility was about to drop.

    Her eagerness was not in line with the original owner’s personality.

    But then she thought, with the kill threshold so low, she wasn’t afraid of a few deductions.

    Li Yu straightened up and said, “Nothing else? Then I’m leaving!”

    As she turned to go, Weisheng Xuanzhu stopped her.

    Li Yu couldn’t help but sigh. “If you have something to say, say it. If not, go back to reinforcing the seal. The sooner you finish, the sooner you can rest, isn’t that right?”

    She glanced at her character compatibility.

    —97%!!!

    Strange, it hadn’t decreased, it had actually increased?

    Weisheng Xuanzhu: “Just one last question.”

    Li Yu: “…Ask away.”

    Please don’t let it be “Have you ever loved me?”

    Weisheng Xuanzhu: “About what happened back then…are you still unwilling to tell me the truth?”

    Li Yu: “…?”

    Huh? What?

    What happened back then?

    Which “back then,” which event?

    This question was so vague, how was she supposed to answer?!

    He might as well have asked about love!

    Li Yu lowered her gaze, avoiding his eyes, lest he see her confusion.

    System, System!

    Say something! What “back then”? Which event?

    She had no idea about their shared past, how was she supposed to answer?!

    She called the system repeatedly, but it remained silent, making her want to roll her eyes.

    Weisheng Xuanzhu didn’t press further, just quietly waited for her response.

    After a long silence, Li Yu closed her eyes and sighed dramatically.

    She had no choice but to resort to the universal formula.

    Li Yu: “I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”

    Weisheng Xuanzhu: “…”

    Did it work? Did she pass?

    “I don’t believe you don’t understand.” There was a hint of anger in his voice.

    This reaction wasn’t unexpected; she could continue with the formula.

    Li Yu opened her eyes and looked at him coldly. “Why do you think what I said back then wasn’t the truth?”

    As their eyes met, she saw a flicker of confusion in his eyes.

    Clearly, she had hit a nerve.

    This was the art of conversation!

    Even without knowing what he wanted to know, she responded confidently and flawlessly.

    Blindly following the other person’s rhythm would only disrupt her own. She had to turn the question back on him to gain the upper hand.

    To end the conversation quickly, before he could speak, she cut him off.

    “I don’t know what answer you want to hear; I only know that no matter how many times you ask, my answer will remain the same.” Li Yu turned away, no longer looking at him, her voice cold and firm. “What I said back then was the truth.”

    Weisheng Xuanzhu: “…”

    Li Yu: “Lingyao Revered One, if I can’t give you the answer you want, how long do you intend to keep me here?”

    She said this coldly, and she noticed his hand, blocking her path, tremble slightly.

    After a few seconds of standoff, he lowered his hand and stepped back.

    “I wouldn’t dare, Cangming Revered One, you may leave.” His voice returned to its usual indifference, with a hint of regret. “We won’t see each other for a long time.”

    His tone made Li Yu feel slightly guilty. “You…aren’t you hibernating in winter…?”

    “It makes no difference.”

    He said this with a sigh, then turned towards the lotus lamp, channeling his spiritual energy into the blue seal.

    Li Yu quickly left Suiqiong Cave, her hands and feet numb with guilt.

    What had she even done today?

    She hadn’t done anything but nearly had a heart attack from a single question.

    She didn’t know what unspoken past existed between the original owner and Weisheng Xuanzhu, or what impact her formulaic answers had on him.

    Judging by his reaction, her response was what he expected.

    Clearly, it wasn’t the first time he had heard this answer.

    But if he knew what her answer would be, why bother asking again?

    Forget it, why bother thinking about it?

    He was about to go into hibernation. By the time he woke up, she would have completed her mission and returned to her peaceful life.

    If the original owner returned by then, they could sort it out themselves.

    She had to go back and appease her disciple.

    On their way here, Si Qinglan must have said something to Mu Tao; her blackening value had increased again!

    It was now at 43%. If it continued to rise like this, life would truly become unbearable!

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 39

    Chapter 39: Perhaps This Was the Best Ending

    While Si Qinglan told Li Yu to bring Qin Yuan over, the juniors were already waiting outside Qianlizhu.

    Li Yu summoned a spiritual butterfly, and soon, Qin Yuan, guided by the butterfly, arrived.

    She entered the room, her face unusually nervous.

    She knew Mount Chao Yao wasn’t Yanyang. No matter her status in the human realm, here, she was just a mortal seeking immortality.

    The immortal before her, Qingxuan Revered One, was the most likely to accept her as a disciple.

    Unsure of the immortal’s preferences, and afraid of making a bad impression, after performing the customary greeting, she stood rigidly, not daring to move.

    Silence filled the room.

    Qin Yuan cautiously looked up at the immortal, curiosity in her eyes.

    She met a pair of misty green eyes and froze.

    After a few seconds, Si Qinglan looked away and said to Li Yu, who was drinking tea, “Good aptitude, rare in the human realm.”

    She then casually walked to the window and started pruning the flowers with a faint glow of spiritual energy at her fingertips.

    Qin Yuan waited, but hearing nothing more, she spoke up, “Then, Revered One, will you accept me as your disciple?”

    Si Qinglan didn’t turn around, just said, “I can, but you must first consider a question.”

    Qin Yuan’s eyes lit up. “Please ask, Revered One!”

    “Mount Chao Yao is far from the human realm. Outsiders cannot find it, and those within cannot easily leave.” Si Qinglan said calmly. “Of course, with diligent cultivation, you can eventually cross the ocean and return to the human realm… But have you considered how long that will take?”

    “How long?” Qin Yuan couldn’t help but ask.

    “A few hundred years at least, perhaps a thousand or more.”

    Qin Yuan’s mouth opened slightly, but she didn’t dare respond.

    “By the time you return, your family, friends, status, even your kingdom, will be long gone.”

    Si Qinglan’s fingers glowed faintly as she snapped off a flower stem.

    Even the longest lifespan was but a fleeting moment to her. The lives of mortals, the rise and fall of dynasties, were like a passing breeze, carrying away specks of dust.

    But for ordinary people, it was much more than that.

    Qin Yuan stared at Si Qinglan’s back, suddenly feeling that it wasn’t just a back, but a distant, ethereal path to immortality, far more elusive than she had imagined.

    She hadn’t felt this from Li Yu.

    Si Qinglan looked at the flower in her hand and asked softly, “If you want to stay on Mount Chao Yao, can you truly let go of all these worldly matters?”

    Qin Yuan froze, lowered her gaze, and pondered seriously.

    After a long moment, she clenched her fists, her eyes filled with determination.

    “I can!” She said without hesitation. “I’ve always known that this path I yearn for… I must walk it alone. No one can accompany me to the end!”

    This resolute answer, although expected, still surprised Li Yu.

    She couldn’t comprehend such unwavering determination, such easy detachment from everything.

    If it were her, she would have agonized over this question for a long time.

    As Li Yu was thinking this, Si Qinglan spoke again.

    “You are determined, but letting go of these things now doesn’t guarantee you’ll achieve your desired outcome.” Si Qinglan turned to look at Qin Yuan. “Besides, you don’t truly understand what it means to be an immortal. Even if you ascend to the Heavenly Gate one day, you might just be an unknown, insignificant being, forgotten by most.”

    “I don’t seek fame or recognition!”

    “Then what do you seek?” Si Qinglan chuckled softly. “Greater power, to vanquish evil, protect the righteous?”

    A flicker of uncertainty appeared in Qin Yuan’s eyes.

    Si Qinglan: “If that’s the case, when you finally achieve that power, you might find that you have nowhere to use it.”

    “You cannot use it to casually help mortals, as it can easily disrupt the cause and effect of events. Every small change in cause and effect can lead to greater changes in fate, disrupting the natural order and causing unforeseen calamities.”

    “You think the power of immortals can protect all beings, but they often cannot bear the weight of even a single thought from an immortal. This is why the laws of heaven exist, to balance the power of immortals and gods.” Si Qinglan said calmly, as if she had seen through everything. “Acting on your whims comes with a price, a price often not borne by you alone.”

    Li Yu, listening, felt confused.

    She initially thought Si Qinglan would readily accept Qin Yuan. Now she realized that this “one question” was far more complex than she had imagined.

    Watching Qin Yuan’s “interview,” she felt that she herself would never have passed this entrance exam.

    But Qin Yuan listened attentively,

    The initial nervousness in her eyes replaced by deep contemplation.

    Qin Yuan: “Revered One, are you saying that immortals only uphold the Great Dao, but the Great Dao is heartless and requires abandoning one’s own heart?”

    Si Qinglan: “You can understand it that way.”

    Qin Yuan: “So, right and wrong, good and evil, if they don’t affect the Great Dao, immortals should remain indifferent?”

    Si Qinglan: “Mm.”

    Qin Yuan pondered for a moment, then asked, confused, “If that’s the case, why did Cangming Revered One go to the City of the Undying, and why did you save Qin Ruoheng?”

    She glanced at Li Yu, the confusion in her eyes replaced by a newfound conviction.

    She said firmly, “You’re testing me, Revered One!”

    A flicker of appreciation appeared in Si Qinglan’s eyes.

    “Those who uphold the Great Dao can abandon everything but their own heart.” Qin Yuan said seriously, “Mortals cannot bear the weight of an immortal’s thoughts. Therefore, the laws of heaven are not shackles but warnings!”

    “The greater one’s power, the more carefully one must consider the consequences of their actions! Only by exercising caution can immortals truly protect the world and uphold righteousness. Otherwise, they risk becoming demons that bring calamity!”

    “Legend says that an ancient god, who fell in the Sea of Darkness, succumbed to his desires and turned into a demon—this is what it means to be one thought away from becoming a demon!”

    “Cangming Revered One, willing to endure the backlash to intervene in the centuries-old resentment of the City of the Undying, acted out of restraint and caution, a decision made to protect the world! Because that single thought, that single action, could lead to a better outcome, it was worth the risk, regardless of the price! This is the true meaning of wielding divine power!”

    Qin Yuan’s eyes shone brightly as she spoke, a fire burning within her.

    A soul that doesn’t die, a flame that doesn’t extinguish.

    Her conviction was unwavering, but her example was flawed.

    Restraint and caution were qualities Li Yu never possessed, not even in her dreams.

    She had simply nudged the main storyline along and was now being praised for her profound wisdom; it was a bit embarrassing.

    But Qin Yuan had clearly passed the entrance exam.

    Si Qinglan walked over to her and transformed the flower stem into a wooden hairpin.

    Qin Yuan immediately knelt down and reverently received the hairpin with both hands.

    That day, the princess, yearning for immortality, finally joined a true immortal sect. Led by an unfamiliar senior sister, she was given a small room in Qianlizhu.

    After bidding farewell to Si Qinglan, Li Yu felt a sense of awe.

    She had underestimated Si Qinglan.

    Qingxuan Revered One, the seemingly most unreliable of the Three Revered Ones of Mount Chao Yao, having ascended from a weak flower demon, clearly possessed hidden depths.

    As she left Qianlizhu, Li Yu couldn’t help but think.

    The original owner of this body seemed resolute but was actually indecisive and easily swayed.

    Weisheng Xuanzhu, a lovesick fool in the original story, though caring for the world and raising his disciple well, how firm could the Dao heart of a lovesick fool be?

    Perhaps, Si Qinglan, seemingly the weakest, actually had the most unwavering Dao heart among the Three Revered Ones.

    Stepping out of Qianlizhu, she saw Mu Tao and Mo Yichu waiting, along with the anxious little black bird.

    “Qingxuan Revered One has agreed to help. Return in a month.”

    Li Yu said casually, summoned a crane, and returned to Chaoxi Pond with Mu Tao.

    Everything she had experienced seemed to conclude with their return.

    But the story wasn’t over.

    More than a month passed peacefully.

    During this time, Si Qinglan never visited Chaoxi Pond.

    Li Yu figured she must be busy.

    After all, she herself had said that even pregnancy took ten months; reconstructing a soul and a body within a month was a taxing task. She couldn’t be expected to gallivant around.

    In the past, if her colleague didn’t visit to chat and gossip, Li Yu would have been bored to death, sighing and rolling around in bed like a salted fish.

    But things were different now.

    Her clingy little disciple, except for occasional outings and sleeping at night, was practically glued to her side.

    Li Yu had thought that at her age, she wouldn’t enjoy such constant companionship.

    But with Mu Tao clinging to her every day, she realized she hadn’t grown up much. She was still like her younger self, needing and craving constant companionship.

    She was happy that Mu Tao needed her.

    She was happy that Mu Tao stayed by her side whenever she had free time.

    And when Mu Tao was away, she used the opportunity to practice controlling her spiritual energy.

    The system was right; the original owner’s power was too vast for her to easily control.

    Through repeated practice, she gradually understood the basic principles of circulating spiritual energy within her body.

    Now, she had to solidify her foundation before attempting to channel more power.

    This body was so strong that even a fraction of its power should be enough for her to dominate this world.

    Her future seemed bright.

    Perhaps because of this, every day at Chaoxi Pond, though seemingly the same as before, felt more…secure.

    One day, Li Yu heard news about Qin Ruoheng from Mu Tao.

    Qin Ruoheng had regained consciousness and left Qianlizhu two days ago, picked up by Mo Yichu and taken to Qingke Hua.

    She had forgotten everything but instinctively felt close to the little black bird upon waking.

    Mo Yichu didn’t reveal his identity, just brought her and the black bird back to Qingke Hua.

    He said that she had finally let go of the past, and there was no need to burden her with it again.

    After over three hundred years, with both her soul and body reconstructed, her past identities, whether as Princess of Huai or Queen of the southern kingdom, were no longer relevant.

    Revealing his identity would only add unnecessary baggage.

    No one on Mount Chao Yao knew her.

    She could be free from her past roles, no longer anyone’s daughter, wife, or mother.

    She could just stay here, an ordinary wood spirit, living freely and unrestrained.

    The little black bird was a more suitable companion for her.

    After all, during those three hundred years when he had forgotten, it was the bird that had stayed by her “side.”

    Hearing this, Li Yu felt a mix of emotions.

    After a long moment, she simply said, “That’s good.”

    Although different from the perfect reunion she had imagined, for Qin Ruoheng, this was perhaps the best ending.

    Not all separations needed reunions.

    Those who could be let go of were often just passersby.

    Now, the woman who had yearned for freedom would finally be free.

    It was said that many plum trees grew at Qingke Hua on Mount Chao Yao.

    Would she, like in the past, stand beneath the trees next summer, using a long pole to knock down the plums?

    Perhaps, in a hundred or two hundred years, the little bird would also take human form, playing freely with her in the mountains.

    The mountain spirits wouldn’t bully them, as they now had powerful backing.

    That night, Li Yu sat by the window, gazing at the moon.

    She seemed to see, through the moon, that small, confined space where Qin Ruoheng had been trapped three hundred years ago.

    But what she saw wasn’t a cage, but a bird on the roof, looking up at the vast sky through the moonlit night.

    Those once fledgling birds had finally found their own boundless skies.

    The story could end here, at the beginning of a new chapter.


    Perhaps because she was no longer affected by the weather, Li Yu wasn’t sensitive to the changing seasons. If it weren’t for the leaves turning yellow, she wouldn’t have realized it was late autumn.

    One day, Si Qinglan, whom she hadn’t seen for over two months, suddenly visited Chaoxi Pond.

    Li Yu looked at the familiar figure, feeling a sense of disbelief.

    “What brings you here?”

    “What, can’t I visit without a reason?” Si Qinglan said, walking in as if she were at home, finding her usual spot, and pouring herself a cup of tea.

    She glanced at Mu Tao, who was practicing her cultivation techniques. “Little Taotao, I have something to discuss with your master. Go and practice outside for a while.”

    Mu Tao opened her mouth slightly and looked at Li Yu.

    Li Yu: “Go practice outside for a bit.”

    Mu Tao: “Yes, Master…”

    The little girl obediently left the room and gently closed the door.

    The moment the door closed, Si Qinglan erected a soundproof barrier.

    【Protagonist Blackening Value +1%!】

    【Current Protagonist Blackening Value: 41%!】

    There it was again, the sudden increase in blackening value.

    So familiar, yet so unexpected.

    Business first.

    With the soundproof barrier up, it must be something related to the main storyline, something she had no memory of.

    Li Yu took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

    She looked at Si Qinglan and asked curiously, “What is so urgent that you need to hide it from my disciple?”

    Si Qinglan: “Nothing much, just wanted to chat.”

    Li Yu: “…Then why the barrier?”

    Si Qinglan waved her hand dismissively. “Just some trivial matters, too embarrassing for juniors to hear.”

    Li Yu took another deep breath.

    She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but hesitated.

    Before she could speak, Si Qinglan started chattering.

    She first complained about how exhausting it had been to restore the soul and body, how uncomfortable she felt, and how long it would take to recover.

    Then she complained about how busy things were on the mountain lately, too much work, no time for gossip, and even less time to rest.

    Finally, she complained about autumn, saying that Mount Chao Yao looked less beautiful in autumn.

    It was clear that when one was unwell, their mood also suffered.

    And when one’s mood suffered, everything seemed less appealing.

    Si Qinglan was currently in the same state she used to be in during those few days every month when she was still mortal.

    Li Yu now understood why she had erected the soundproof barrier.

    It was indeed better for juniors not to see her like this.

    Considering that her colleague’s current state was somewhat related to her, Li Yu patiently listened to her complaints, occasionally making affirmative noises to show she was paying attention.

    After venting, Si Qinglan seemed to calm down.

    She took a sip of tea, paused, looked up at Li Yu, and asked with a hint of concern, “You said your internal injuries flared up in the human realm?”

    Li Yu nodded.

    Si Qinglan: “Serious?”

    Li Yu: “Not too bad.”

    Si Qinglan: “How’s your recovery?”

    Li Yu: “Why the sudden concern?”

    Si Qinglan pouted and sighed softly. “I’m not concerned about you. Do you really think I came all the way here just to complain?”

    Li Yu was momentarily speechless.

    She had thought Si Qinglan would get to the point, but she started complaining.

    Now that she thought Si Qinglan was just complaining, she was about to discuss serious matters.

    And after that last statement, Si Qinglan fell silent, just looking at her mysteriously.

    Right, a bad mood required a different approach.

    Li Yu: “So, there’s something else besides complaining?”

    Si Qinglan nodded, leaned forward, and whispered, “The seal on Suiqiong Cave is unstable.”

    Suiqiong Cave, the Upper Spirit Lamp, the seal on the Heavenly Demon Soul Seed.

    Li Yu: “When did it start?”

    Si Qinglan shook her head. “I’m not sure, I’ve sensed it for a while, but I only noticed recently.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    “Weisheng has been reinforcing the seal for the past two days, but you know, he hasn’t hibernated in over three thousand years; he must be exhausted… I’ve been watching him work for two days and two nights, with no apparent progress. It’s worrying.” Si Qinglan sighed, resting her face in her hands. “But reinforcing the seal…isn’t exactly my forte.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    You’re right, but it wasn’t hers either.

    Si Qinglan: “If you’re feeling better, why don’t you go and help?”

    Li Yu: “I…”

    Si Qinglan: “I know you don’t want to see him, but I’m worried.”

    Li Yu: “He…”

    Si Qinglan: “What if he’s too tired and messes it up? I don’t understand those things, and even if I did, I couldn’t help. You’re the most reliable person for this.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Seeing Si Qinglan’s trust in her regarding this matter, Li Yu felt a mixture of amusement and exasperation.

    She wasn’t afraid of seeing anyone anymore. With the kill threshold lowered to 50%, she was perfectly safe.

    The problem was, she couldn’t help even if she went.

    But Si Qinglan had made her plea; it would be rude to refuse…

    “Li Yu, don’t just sit there in silence!” Si Qinglan frowned. “You brought back that seal! If something goes wrong with it on Mount Chao Yao, I won’t let you live it down!”

    Wait, why was she getting so worked up?

    Li Yu: “Don’t worry…”

    Si Qinglan: “I’m not worried, why would I be worried?”

    She was clearly worried…

    Li Yu: “Alright, alright, I’ll go and take a look, calm down…”

    Si Qinglan: “I’m calm!”

    Li Yu: “Mm-hmm…”

    Si Qinglan: “…”

    After a brief silence, Si Qinglan put down her teacup and asked, “When are you going?”

    Li Yu replied with a wry smile, “Right now.”

    Si Qinglan seemed to relax and dispelled the soundproof barrier.

    “Then hurry up and go. I’ll await your good news.” She poured herself another cup of tea, acting as if nothing had happened.

    Li Yu sighed.

    This was about seeing the big iceberg; she wasn’t seriously expecting her to go alone, was she?

    That would be too awkward. She needed to convince Si Qinglan to go with her.

    Li Yu: “Si Qinglan, aren’t you going to come with me?”

    【Protagonist Blackening Value +1%!】

    【Current Protagonist Blackening Value: 42%!】

    Si Qinglan: “I…”

    Li Yu: “Forget it, I’ll go myself.”

    She would go alone.

    She was an adult; she didn’t need someone to hold her hand!

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 38

    Chapter 38: Her Image Would Never Be Majestic Again

    After more than ten days of recuperation, Li Yu felt much better.

    Although still slightly unwell, and the fatigue hadn’t completely disappeared, the people and the bird who visited daily to check on her recovery, despite not explicitly saying anything, were clearly anxious for her to get better.

    She knew that Mo Yichu and the little black bird wanted to return to Mount Chao Yao as soon as possible and ask Si Qinglan to save the soul fragment, fearing further complications.

    As for Qin Yuan, her mind was filled with the immortal mountain, immortals, artifacts, and the path of immortality. Waiting here for almost half a month felt like being locked out of paradise.

    The girl was practically bouncing off the walls with impatience. To distract herself, she spent her days wandering around the small town, chatting with anyone she could find.

    Li Yu felt that if she continued like this, everyone’s mental state would be in jeopardy.

    Of course, this excluded Mu Tao.

    Mu Tao had been in good spirits lately, no longer blaming herself for what happened in the City of the Undying, always cheerful.

    Li Yu sometimes wondered if, for Mu Tao, this human realm, which usually discriminated against demons, was actually warmer than Mount Chao Yao, which was supposed to be more tolerant.

    After all, here, she was a respected Young Immortal from the sacred mountain; no one looked down on her.

    But the girl never said anything.

    She didn’t say whether she liked it here or whether she wanted to return.

    She simply stayed by Li Yu’s side, cooking delicious food, keeping her company, and constantly checking on her injuries.

    Her disciple was truly the most thoughtful.

    The other disciples, no matter how respectful or how many times they kowtowed, couldn’t compare to Mu Tao’s attentiveness.

    When they returned, it was time to make a statement to the entire Mount Chao Yao.

    For her little disciple’s well-being, for the sake of lowering her blackening value!

    She had to let everyone know that anyone who dared bully her little disciple was also disrespecting her!

    So, on a bright, clear morning, Li Yu instructed Mu Tao to gather everyone and prepare for their departure.

    The return journey was livelier than before.

    It was just one more bird, and not a particularly talkative one, but the atmosphere was different.

    The little black bird would fly into the carriage, perching on the seats, the windowsill, or someone’s shoulder, quietly listening.

    Sometimes, it would fly outside, circling the carriage or landing beside the coachman or Mo Yichu, listening to them talk about what had happened on the mountain.

    Its eyes were always filled with longing.

    Longing for the day it could watch the moon with the princess, who yearned for freedom, on that seemingly free immortal mountain.

    It said that the sea of resentment above the Moon Capital was so deep that she hadn’t seen the moon in three hundred years.

    Whether it was the relief of having resolved the issue or the positive influence of her cheerful disciple,

    Li Yu no longer found the journey so tedious.

    She started appreciating the scenery, joining the “young people’s” conversations, and even exploring the towns and villages they stopped at.

    She wouldn’t have done this before.

    After all, given her status, going out with juniors might lead to her being inadvertently excluded.

    And if she tried to fit in, she had to worry about her compatibility.

    But now, with a longer “health bar,” she was more courageous!

    While skipping and hopping wouldn’t be appropriate, shedding some of her aloofness and trying to blend in shouldn’t be a problem, right?

    This bold experiment earned her a new evaluation from Mo Yichu.

    He said that Master Li Yu seemed different from the one he knew before, but perhaps he had never truly known her.

    —This was gossip reported by Mu Tao.

    Li Yu just smiled without commenting.

    The former Li Yu, the Exalted Immortal, probably wouldn’t have spoken more than a few words to these juniors in years, decades, or even centuries.

    Just the thought was terrifying; she couldn’t be that aloof.

    Perhaps with a more relaxed mindset, time passed quickly. After more than half a month of travel, they finally returned to Lan City and boarded the same merchant ship.

    Qin Yuan said that for most people, finding the immortal mountain was a fool’s errand.

    The vast ocean was mysterious and dangerous.

    Drifting aimlessly, searching for a mythical place, with the added threat of the Luoyu, was practically suicidal.

    Lord Zhao had spent a fortune and exhausted all his persuasive skills, promising safety, to convince a ship to take him.

    But this time was different.

    Perhaps because someone had actually seen the immortal mountain, or perhaps because the Luoyu had been subdued, renting a ship this time was incredibly easy. Several ships even competed for their business.

    Among these competing captains, Li Yu saw a familiar face.

    Familiar faces made things easier, so she told Qin Yuan to choose that ship.

    They boarded the same merchant ship and saw the familiar faces from their previous journey.

    The cooks in the kitchen, seeing Mu Tao, excitedly asked if they could enjoy her cooking again.

    This time, Mu Tao remembered to ask for payment, but she didn’t ask for much.

    Having no concept of human currency, she agreed to cook two meals a day for the entire ship and was overjoyed with the few copper coins they gave her, skipping back to Li Yu to show off her earnings.

    And then she handed over the coins.

    Li Yu, looking at the copper coins in her hand, felt like she had just received a tiny red envelope from a distant relative.

    She pinched Mu Tao’s cheek and asked with a smile, “Why didn’t you keep it for yourself? You might have the opportunity to visit the human realm again.”

    “What’s mine is Master’s!” Mu Tao sat on Li Yu’s bed, wrapped her arms around her waist, and rested her head on her shoulder. “Wherever Master is, I’ll be there. What Master has is also mine!”

    The little girl’s sweet words made the small amount of “money” seem insignificant.

    But the little wolf cub clinging to her was a bit too warm.

    In the middle of summer, Mu Tao, lacking sufficient cultivation and having been busy in the kitchen, was like a little furnace.

    Li Yu gently touched her forehead, dispelling the heat with a spell.

    She didn’t use the system’s assistance but controlled the flow of spiritual energy within her with her mind.

    This was the second time she had cast a simple spell without the system’s help.

    She felt that her ability to sense and control spiritual energy had begun in the City of the Undying, when she recklessly used that powerful spell despite the backlash.

    Although she didn’t understand the principle, that spell had awakened her awareness of the spiritual energy within her.

    They said the first step was always the hardest. Thinking that that painful experience had inadvertently opened a new path for her, those ten days of suffering didn’t seem so bad.

    Li Yu felt a surge of excitement.

    She needed to find a place to practice other spells.

    However, whether on the carriage, in the inn, or on this ship, none of these were suitable places for practicing spells.

    It seemed she had to return to Mount Chao Yao first.

    Since Mo Yichu had gotten lost at sea before, Li Yu was slightly worried about finding their way back.

    Fortunately, although a blockhead, he wasn’t that foolish. He had used his spiritual energy to mark their location before leaving Mount Chao Yao.

    Besides, if the protagonist couldn’t even find his way back, there wouldn’t be much of a story left to tell.

    The ship, aided by the speed-enhancing formation, sailed smoothly and quickly.

    Li Yu occasionally went to the deck to enjoy the sea, the sun, and the breeze.

    She realized her mindset was completely different from before.

    She couldn’t explain this change, but every time she saw the little black bird flitting around the ship, its long tail feathers brushing against the water, she felt a desire to experience this world more fully.

    Even if she was here to earn her keep, there was no need to maintain that listless, overworked demeanor.

    This place was far more free than her previous company!

    With such a comfortable life, such beautiful scenery, why had she been so dissatisfied before?

    The trapped princess was right; the moon always hung in the sky, and what you saw depended on your mood.

    The same applied to many things in life.

    A different perspective could change everything.

    Time flew by when she was in a good mood.

    Before she knew it, the ship entered Mount Chao Yao’s territory.

    As the island appeared in the distance, Qin Yuan excitedly ran around the deck, asking everyone she met, “Did you see it? There’s a mountain over there! It appeared out of nowhere! Did you see it?!”

    Mu Tao, unable to watch any longer, stopped her as she was about to start her second lap.

    She said with a smile, “Yes, we all saw it!”

    Qin Yuan excitedly pointed at the distant mountain. “Is that Mount Chao Yao? Is that where you live?”

    Mu Tao: “Yes!”

    Qin Yuan looked at Mo Yichu, as if seeking confirmation. “Is that right, Senior Brother?”

    “Yes,” Mo Yichu replied habitually, then froze, feeling that the shift in address was a bit abrupt.

    But before he could say anything, Qin Yuan turned to Mu Tao and called out sweetly, “Senior Sister~!”

    That sweet greeting made Mu Tao speechless. She just stared at Li Yu, her eyes wide with panic.

    It was as if she was passing the buck.

    Qin Yuan turned to Li Yu and called, “Master Li Yu~~”

    Caught off guard by this sudden change in address, Li Yu blurted out, “Don’t get ahead of yourself, you might not be able to stay here.”

    Qin Yuan’s smile faltered for a second, then, hearing Mu Tao giggling beside her, she quickly realized.

    She was brought back by the “head of the Three Revered Ones”; of course, she could stay.

    So, she placed her hands on her hips and said confidently, “I don’t care! I’m here now. Even if you throw me back into the sea, I’ll swim back!”

    The black bird landed on Qin Yuan’s head, flapped its wings, and looked at Li Yu’s right hand. “When can we save her?”

    “After we return to the mountain, I will ask to see Master Qinglan.” Mo Yichu said, uncertainty in his voice.

    Li Yu thought for a moment, then said softly, “I’ll be the one to ask.”

    Repairing a soul and reconstructing a body was a taxing task.

    Back then, Weisheng Xuanzhu brought back a Heavenly Soul Yang Spirit, and Si Qinglan helped out of appreciation for his talent.

    But this time, it was just an ordinary soul fragment; Si Qinglan might not be willing to expend so much energy.

    If a junior asked, the chances of her agreeing were slim.

    It was better for her, a colleague of equal standing, to ask; it would make the conversation easier.

    Mo Yichu clearly understood the weight of Li Yu’s status and looked at her with gratitude.

    Li Yu had no doubt that after she helped Qin Ruoheng this time, if she ever needed anything in the future, this blockhead would willingly go through fire and water for her.

    She admitted that she had ulterior motives.

    He was the original male protagonist, after all, even if rejected by the system, he still had the protagonist’s configuration—such a loyal and practically indestructible person would be a very useful tool.

    So, upon returning to the mountain, driven by both sincerity and self-interest, Li Yu immediately visited Si Qinglan.

    She had thought that after being away for so long, Si Qinglan would show some sign of missing her.

    But in reality, when they met, Si Qinglan’s expression was as casual as if they had just seen each other yesterday.

    If it weren’t for her casual tone, Li Yu would have almost forgotten that these immortals, having lived for millennia, didn’t perceive two or three months as a long time.

    “You’re here to see me, and you didn’t even bother to remove the Spirit Severing Hairpin first. I almost didn’t sense you and nearly jumped out of my skin.”

    Si Qinglan held a small wooden basin and a spoon, leisurely watering the flowers in her garden.

    She was actually doing this manually, despite being able to do it effortlessly with a spell.

    And not only that, but a familiar-looking talisman floated in the garden, broadcasting the sounds of an argument.

    Clearly, this immortal was eavesdropping on the disciples again.

    Li Yu now wondered if the disciples knew about their founder’s…unconventional hobbies.

    “You seem quite relaxed,” Li Yu said, removing the hairpin and walking over to Si Qinglan.

    The basin and spoon in Si Qinglan’s hands flew back to a nearby water tank.

    “I was wondering what brought you here. So, you’re returning my things. No need to rush, I could have just picked them up from your place in a few days.” Si Qinglan turned around with a smile.

    She took the hairpin, but Li Yu didn’t let go.

    Si Qinglan: “Aren’t you done with it?”

    Li Yu: “Mm.”

    Si Qinglan: “Then give it back.”

    Li Yu: “I have a favor to ask.”

    “You have a favor to ask me?” Si Qinglan blinked, amused. “That’s rare, but this isn’t enough of a ‘hostage’ to warrant a favor.”

    “Don’t be so distant,” Li Yu said, releasing the hairpin.

    With a flash of light, the hairpin disappeared from Si Qinglan’s hand.

    She walked over to a nearby swing, sat down, dispelled the eavesdropping talisman, looked up at Li Yu, and asked with a smile, “Tell me, what could the omnipotent Cangming Revered One possibly need my help with?”

    The word “omnipotent” made her feel slightly uncomfortable.

    Unable to bear such a lofty title, she decided to return the compliment.

    Li Yu: “Naturally, it requires the omnipotent Qingxuan Revered One to save someone for me.”

    Si Qinglan raised an eyebrow, her expression changing slightly.

    After a brief silence, she looked at Li Yu’s right hand, seemingly sensing the presence of the soul fragment.

    Si Qinglan: “A human?”

    Li Yu: “Mm.”

    Si Qinglan: “An ordinary human.”

    Li Yu: “Mm.”

    Si Qinglan chuckled. “Li Yu, this isn’t like you.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    “There’s so much suffering in this world. Even with the power of an ancient god, you can’t save everyone. You, having experienced that battle, should understand this better than I do.” Si Qinglan looked at Li Yu curiously. “Who is this person, that you’re willing to nourish with your own spiritual energy and bring to me?”

    “She’s Mo Yichu’s mother.”

    “So?” Si Qinglan said calmly. “An ordinary human’s lifespan is only a few decades. It has been over three hundred years; why bother?”

    “…”

    Seeing Li Yu’s silence, Si Qinglan continued, “I don’t mean anything by it, I’m just curious why you are asking this for Little Mo Yichu?”

    Li Yu: “If he asked, would you agree?”

    Si Qinglan: “No.”

    So decisive, so heartless.

    As expected of an immortal who had lived for millennia, her principles were completely different from ordinary people.

    Li Yu: “If I ask, will you consider it?”

    Si Qinglan: “Well…”

    She started swinging, her long, braided hair trailing on the grass, her green robes fluttering among the flowers.

    Li Yu watched her quietly, not pressing the issue.

    After a long silence, Si Qinglan finally gave in.

    “This will take a lot out of me.” She sighed, stood up from the swing, and said, exasperated, “I really can’t with you lot, always causing me trouble!”

    Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. “Thanks.”

    “Give it to me,” Si Qinglan said, holding out her hand.

    Li Yu raised her right hand, wondering how to extract the soul fragment, when the system obligingly did it for her.

    The pure white soul, guided by a beam of light, floated towards Si Qinglan’s fingertip and disappeared.

    Li Yu couldn’t help but ask, “How long will it take?”

    “What’s the rush?” Si Qinglan said listlessly. “Pregnancy takes ten months; do you think reconstructing a soul and a body is that simple?”

    “I have to give the juniors an answer,” Li Yu said.

    “…About a month,” Si Qinglan said, turning and walking into her house.

    A month, that was fast.

    She had almost thought it would take ten months.

    Li Yu followed Si Qinglan inside and watched curiously as she conjured a small flowerpot, placed a seed inside, and infused it with spiritual energy. “What’s that?”

    Si Qinglan: “Formless Grass, for creating bodies.”

    Li Yu: “Can you create any form?”

    Si Qinglan: “It’s best to follow the shape of the soul; otherwise, the compatibility won’t be good.”

    So, there was even rejection in this fantasy world, how scientific.

    Formless Grass, Unasking Flower…

    Si Qinglan’s plants all had similar, mysterious-sounding names.

    Li Yu watched as Si Qinglan placed the flowerpot on a sunny windowsill.

    Si Qinglan turned to her. “How unusual, you haven’t left after finishing your business. You’re not usually like this. Is there something else you want to say?”

    Li Yu, whose mind had been blank, suddenly remembered something.

    “Actually, yes.”

    Si Qinglan, intrigued, quickly walked back to the table, poured two cups of flower tea, and gestured for Li Yu to sit.

    “Did anything interesting happen during your trip to the human realm?” she asked curiously.

    Li Yu: “Not exactly interesting events, but I did meet an interesting person.”

    Si Qinglan blinked and raised a finger, a pure white light flickering at her fingertip. “This one?”

    “She is…somewhat interesting…” Li Yu shook her head. “But I’m talking about someone else.”

    “Oh?”

    “I met a young girl in Yanyang, quite destined for immortality.”

    “And?” Si Qinglan rested her chin on her hand, ready for the story.

    Li Yu briefly recounted her encounter with Qin Yuan.

    Si Qinglan listened attentively, taking credit for the good deed of the Unasking Flower saving the souls of the city.

    To interrupt her self-praise, Li Yu quickly continued the story.

    Finally, she asked tentatively, “Are you interested in taking her as your disciple?”

    Si Qinglan: “Not interested, but…sure.”

    Li Yu was surprised. “So readily?”

    Si Qinglan couldn’t help but retort, “Since you’re asking, is this something that requires serious consideration?”

    Li Yu: “Aren’t you even going to test her?”

    Si Qinglan: “I’ll just ask her one question.”

    Li Yu: “What question?”

    Si Qinglan smiled, picked up her teacup, and took a sip.

    As she put down the cup, she said casually, “Just bring her here.”

    That seemingly profound and mysterious demeanor did have a touch of an expert’s air.

    Unfortunately, in Li Yu’s eyes, this colleague was already a prime example of an elder acting inappropriately.

    Her image would never be majestic again.

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 37

    Chapter 37: So, Where Was the Blackening?

    The moment the core left the formation, Mo Yichu focused his remaining strength, his sword gleaming as he shattered the three-hundred-year-old gray stone altar.

    The spirit summoning formation, which had trapped tens of thousands of souls, crumbled.

    The resentment in the sky, no longer bound, churned and collided chaotically.

    Countless earthbound spirits transformed into firefly-like lights, some lingering, some confused, but all eventually flying towards the same path of reincarnation.

    The three-hundred-year-old grievance was finally resolved.

    【Host, the soul fragment is fragile and requires continuous nourishment with spiritual energy.】

    As the system spoke, the soul fragment in Mo Yichu’s hand showed signs of dissipating.

    “What’s happening to her?!” The black bird anxiously circled the fragment.

    Mo Yichu, also panicked, instinctively tried to infuse the soul with spiritual energy, but he was almost completely depleted.

    Li Yu sighed and raised her right hand.

    System, a little help?

    【Right away!】

    The system responded readily.

    With a flick of Li Yu’s finger, the soul fragment floated into her palm.

    A soft blue light enveloped it, stabilizing it.

    Mo Yichu and the little black bird rushed over from the altar and exchanged glances.

    After a moment of silence, Mo Yichu knelt before Li Yu again, his bloodshot eyes filled with gratitude.

    “This disciple thanks Master Li Yu for your assistance!!”

    She knew it! She knew he would kneel again!!

    The knees of juniors in the cultivation world were truly worthless. A simple “thank you” would suffice, yet they insisted on this grand gesture, making her, a modern person, feel incredibly awkward.

    “No need for thanks,” Li Yu replied calmly.

    After a few seconds, seeing that he had no intention of getting up, she subtly signaled to Mu Tao.

    Pull him up!

    Okay!

    Mu Tao quickly stepped forward and pulled Mo Yichu up.

    Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

    Wonderful, there was no one her little disciple couldn’t lift.

    “What do we do now?” The little black bird anxiously looked at the soul fragment in Li Yu’s hand.

    Mo Yichu: “Return to Mount Chao Yao and find Master Qinglan.”

    Mu Tao nodded in agreement, looking at the black bird reassuringly. “Don’t worry, Qingxuan Revered One is very powerful. As long as the soul fragment hasn’t dissipated, she’ll find a way!”

    “Mount Chao Yao…”

    “Yes, Mount Chao Yao!” Mu Tao extended her hand towards the little black bird with a smile. “Do you want to come with us?”

    The black bird looked confused. “Can…can I?”

    Mu Tao froze, realizing she didn’t have the authority to bring anyone to Mount Chao Yao. She nervously looked at Li Yu.

    Seeing Li Yu nod slightly, she regained her confidence.

    “Of course!” Mu Tao said firmly.

    Tears welled up in the black bird’s eyes.

    Its world was small, like Qin Ruoheng’s, consisting only of Yanyang and the Moon Capital.

    It had never imagined leaving this place.

    It looked at Qin Ruoheng’s soul fragment, at Mo Yichu, then at the unfamiliar wolf demon who had extended her hand.

    After a brief silence, it landed on Mu Tao’s outstretched palm, hopped twice, and nodded resolutely. “I’ll go with you!”

    Its voice was filled with joy and anticipation.

    Then, it looked up at the seemingly endless sea of resentment and asked softly, “Now that the formation is broken, where will all this resentment go?”

    “Ten years, decades, perhaps a century… Without the formation, it will eventually dissipate.” Mo Yichu said uncertainly. “Perhaps human cultivators can find a way to accelerate the process.”

    Anyway, with the formation destroyed, this place was no longer as dangerous. If human cultivators were willing, they could come and cleanse the remaining resentment.

    Li Yu, staring at the churning sea of resentment, suddenly felt a slight ache in her right arm.

    She thought of a serious question: the soul fragment was still in her hand.

    Um, System…

    【Yes?】

    Was she supposed to carry it like this, nourishing it with her spiritual energy all the way back to Mount Chao Yao?

    【Of course not!】

    As the system spoke, the soul fragment silently disappeared into her palm.

    Although she couldn’t see it anymore, she could feel it within her hand, quietly absorbing her spiritual energy.

    And her spiritual energy flowed towards her right hand, towards that fragile fragment.

    The sensation of spiritual energy flowing within her, though faint, was clear, a feeling she hadn’t experienced before.

    Just as she focused on this subtle change, the system’s cheerful voice echoed in her mind.

    【Congratulations to the host for completing a major story arc and successfully advancing the main storyline!】

    【Through the host’s…not entirely proactive participation and efforts, the ending of this arc has been changed for the better!】

    【The system will now issue rewards—】

    Rewards!!!

    【All intermediate spells unlocked!】

    【Partial assistance for intermediate spells unlocked!】

    Li Yu quickly closed her eyes, her consciousness returning to the boundless deep sea with the towering tree.

    Her skill tree, or rather, her spiritual root, was now almost half unlocked.

    The remaining locked skills were located higher up on the tree.

    So high up, they must be incredibly powerful.

    Powerful spells she wouldn’t normally use, so whether they were unlocked or not didn’t matter for now.

    As long as the middle and lower sections were unlocked!

    Li Yu glanced at her character compatibility.

    —91%!

    Excellent! From below 80% to over 90%!

    It seemed she had rebuilt a tall and mighty image in the male protagonist’s mind.

    She was already quite happy.

    Then, she heard even better news.

    【The host’s current mission completion rate is 30%. The system restriction level has been lowered to—Medium!】

    【The character compatibility kill threshold has been lowered to 50%!】

    Her previously short health bar suddenly extended significantly!

    A wave of relief washed over her!

    This joyous relief, coupled with a sense of newfound freedom, made her head spin.

    Wait…

    Her dizziness wasn’t from the good news.

    She was genuinely feeling dizzy.

    Not just dizzy, but also experiencing chest tightness, tinnitus, and weakness in her limbs…

    【Friendly reminder: The system’s ability to assist with intermediate spells is limited. To safely utilize them, the host needs to improve your ability to sense and control spiritual energy.】

    The system’s sudden reminder made Li Yu realize what was happening.

    Her “minor illness” symptoms were kicking in.

    【The host should rest!】

    As the system issued its well-intentioned advice, everything before Li Yu blurred.

    She instinctively reached out to grab Mu Tao, but her body swayed forward.

    As she lost consciousness, someone seemed to catch her.

    Anxious shouts echoed around her, but she couldn’t distinguish the voices.

    She wanted to respond, to reassure them,

    But her mind was too clouded.

    Seriously, System…

    Discomfort that would only last ten days or half a month, was it really that serious?

    She was an immortal, right?

    Was such fragility…reasonable?

    She now suspected that the original owner’s lack of exercise, her reclusive lifestyle at Chaoxi Pond, had weakened this body…

    【Protagonist Blackening Value +5%!】

    【Current Protagonist Blackening Value: 40%!】

    As her consciousness faded, a system notification appeared.

    Li Yu felt her breath catch.

    —Her eyes closed, and she fainted.


    Li Yu woke up in the inn at Songxiang Town.

    As she opened her eyes, she saw Mu Tao kneeling by her bedside, her eyes red and puffy, her brow furrowed, her eyelashes fluttering, clearly not having slept well.

    The candle on the bedside table had burned down almost completely, and the sky outside was dim, signaling dawn.

    If she remembered correctly, it had been almost dawn when she fainted in the City of the Undying.

    The candle was almost completely burned down; it couldn’t have been lit recently. She must have been unconscious for at least a day.

    How long had the little girl been kneeling here…?

    Then she remembered!

    Mu Tao’s blackening value was now at 40%!

    Ten percent higher than its initial value!

    She knew the little girl was worried about her, but was a simple fainting spell worth such a significant increase?

    She couldn’t think about upsetting things when she was unwell; it gave her a headache.

    Forget it, it wasn’t even halfway to complete blackening yet.

    The outside world was dangerous; it was normal for the sheltered protagonist to be afraid.

    When they returned to Mount Chao Yao, and life returned to normal, perhaps the blackening value would decrease.

    Thinking this, Li Yu calmed down.

    Although her mind was calm, her head felt heavy, her body weak, as if she had a high fever. She felt completely drained, even breathing felt difficult.

    This system was truly unreliable, not even giving her a proper warning. She had thought it would just be some chest tightness and a headache.

    【Boohoo, the host promised not to blame the system!】

    I’m not blaming you!

    She was just complaining, complaining wasn’t blaming.

    【…Sob!】

    Quiet down, let me rest.

    【Waaah!】

    The system reluctantly quieted down, and Li Yu sighed silently.

    Spiritual energy flowed slowly within her, some towards her right hand, nourishing the soul fragment, some mending her weakened body.

    She could feel the flow of spiritual energy now.

    Although faint, it was still far better than before, when she couldn’t feel anything.

    She tried to control the flow with her mind, without the system’s assistance.

    Slowly, a faint light gathered at her fingertip and floated towards the candle, extinguishing the flickering flame.

    As the room darkened, the girl by her bedside opened her eyes.

    She grabbed Li Yu’s slightly raised hand, her red, puffy eyes filled with worry and fear.

    “Master!” Mu Tao called softly, as if testing the waters.

    Realizing that Li Yu was indeed awake, she sat up straight and leaned closer anxiously.

    Mu Tao: “Master, you’re awake!”

    Li Yu: “Mm…”

    Mu Tao: “You, you…”

    Li Yu: “I’m fine, just a relapse of my internal injuries. I’ll be fine after a few days of rest…”

    Mu Tao’s eyes teared up again.

    She lowered her gaze, silently rubbing Li Yu’s cold fingers, as if trying to warm them.

    Tears started falling.

    “It’s all my fault…” Mu Tao whispered, her voice filled with self-blame. “I was being reckless, insisting on participating in that trial, which forced Master to break through your cultivation prematurely and suffer such severe injuries.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Mu Tao: “In the City of the Undying, I failed to stay close to Master, forcing you to use your divine power, which aggravated your injuries…”

    Li Yu: “Actually…”

    Mu Tao: “If I had been more capable and helped Senior Brother, Master wouldn’t have had to expend so much spiritual energy when your injuries flared up…”

    Li Yu: “…”

    This sensitive little protagonist, blaming herself for everything.

    Li Yu being here, unwell, was no fault of Mu Tao’s.

    If she had to blame anyone, it would be the system for dragging her into this world.

    But that connection was tenuous, like dredging up old grievances.

    Seeing her little disciple crying, Li Yu didn’t know how to comfort her, so she just gently patted her head.

    “Don’t cry,” she said, managing a weak smile, then shamelessly added, “You’re making me hungry.”

    This seemed to work.

    Mu Tao quickly looked up, sniffled, wiped her tears, and asked earnestly, “What would Master like to eat?”

    Li Yu: “Anything is fine.”

    Mu Tao pursed her lips and nodded. “Wait for me, Master; I’ll go and make it!”

    The girl acted quickly, rushing out of the room before even finishing her sentence.

    In her haste, she forgot to close the door.

    A small, dark head, smaller than a fist, peeked in.

    It wasn’t flying but perched on a pale, slender hand.

    “Is the Immortal alright?” the black bird asked.

    Then, another familiar voice came from outside, “Exalted God, how are you feeling?”

    Li Yu: “…”

    She had been wondering whose hand that was.

    It didn’t look like a man’s hand. So, it was Qin Yuan, whom she had left outside the city.

    She hadn’t let her into the city, despite Qin Yuan addressing her as “Exalted God”.

    A day had passed, and the problem was solved.

    The juniors had entered and exited the city unscathed, while she, the “Exalted God”, had to be carried out.

    And not only that, but she had been unconscious for so long that Qin Yuan and the little black bird were now close enough to visit her together…

    How awkward.

    Would this become a popular anecdote on Mount Chao Yao?

    She suddenly felt reluctant to bring this little princess back.

    Qin Yuan: “Exalted God?”

    Li Yu: “I’m fine…”

    “That’s wonderful! You’ve been unconscious for two days and two nights. Sister Mu Tao was so worried, she almost cried herself dry!” Qin Yuan peeked into the room and smiled. “The formation in the City of the Undying has been destroyed. Lord Zhao went to check yesterday. With his cultivation, it’s not very dangerous to enter the city now. When we return to Yanyang, I’ll persuade my father to send more cultivators to cleanse the resentment…”

    “The resentment has accumulated for over three hundred years; we can’t remove the seal outside the city yet, or the nearby residents will be affected. Cleansing the resentment will take time, many years of effort from many people.”

    “But no matter how difficult, this is a good start!” Qin Yuan smiled warmly. “Thank you, Exalted God, the three-hundred-year-old resentment of the City of the Undying is finally resolved!”

    She said that the human realm would gradually improve.

    The optimistic young woman, after expressing her gratitude, happily left.

    The anticipated awkwardness didn’t arrive, and Li Yu lay in bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

    As dawn broke, she ate the sweet porridge Mu Tao had prepared.

    Li Yu wanted to eat it herself, but Mu Tao insisted on cooling each spoonful before feeding her.

    She couldn’t argue with her stubborn little disciple.

    So she accepted her kindness, enjoying the convenience of not having to use her hands.

    Thus, she became a frail master, needing to be hand-fed.

    Six months ago, Mu Tao was bedridden, and Li Yu had fed her medicine every day.

    Now, half a year later, she was the one bedridden. It was truly a case of “what goes around comes around.”

    With the major issue of the City of the Undying resolved, someone had to return to Yanyang to report the news and arrange the follow-up cleansing.

    Qin Yuan initially wanted to return to Yanyang together, then travel to Lan City and depart from there. However, after waiting for three or four days, seeing that Li Yu was still weak, she became anxious.

    She suggested returning to Yanyang with Zhao Xianchen first and meeting them in Lan City a month later.

    Li Yu nodded.

    Then, she added casually, “Remember to leave enough money for food, accommodation, and travel expenses.”

    “Of course!” Qin Yuan quickly assured her she would leave plenty of silver.

    On the morning of their departure, Qin Yuan repeatedly asked Li Yu if she would really take her to Mount Chao Yao for cultivation.

    Li Yu nodded until her neck ached, but the little immortal enthusiast still looked worried about being abandoned.

    “Exalted God, I don’t have another spiritual flower. If you’re not in Lan City when I arrive, how will I find Mount Chao Yao…”

    Unable to bear the thought of leaving, Qin Yuan dropped her bundle, ran back to her room, and wrote a long letter, which she solemnly handed to Zhao Xianchen.

    “Princess, this…”

    “I’m not going back! What if I can’t leave after returning? Even if I can, what if the Exalted God doesn’t wait for me?” Qin Yuan looked at Zhao Xianchen pleadingly. “Lord Zhao, I’ve explained everything in the letter; my father won’t blame you!”

    “…”

    “I’ll leave the matter of the City of the Undying to you.”

    “…”

    “Please!”

    Zhao Xianchen finally relented.

    He thought, how could he refuse this little princess, whom he and his colleagues had watched grow up?

    He would deliver the letter to Yanyang and then return here to deal with the lingering resentment in the City of the Undying.

    But after today, he probably wouldn’t see this free-spirited little princess again.

    That afternoon, Zhao Xianchen left, and Qin Yuan stayed behind.

    Li Yu sat by the window, listlessly watching them leave.

    People’s fates were truly different, she thought.

    This princess could make her own choices, and even her seemingly reckless choices were respected by those around her.

    Qin Ruoheng was also once the most beloved princess of the Huai Kingdom, but her fate was far less fortunate.

    But what was the point of dwelling on this?

    Everything was in the past.

    The free and the unfree would all enter a new world.

    But before taking them there, she had to endure the ten days or half a month of discomfort the system mentioned.

    This feeling of illness was worse than she had imagined. Fortunately, she had a thoughtful little disciple who kept her company, telling her stories and preparing delicious meals.

    Some of these dishes were things she had learned from the locals in town, things she had never seen before.

    The little girl’s eyes would light up whenever she mentioned this.

    She said that they would pass through many places on their way back, and she wanted to learn more dishes in the human realm, so she could cook a variety of meals for her master upon returning to Mount Chao Yao.

    Seeing Mu Tao’s attentiveness, Li Yu was deeply touched.

    Although the little disciple’s blackening value had increased, she was much more cheerful than when they first left the mountain.

    Not only was she more cheerful, but she was also less timid around Li Yu, no longer nervously delivering food and then quickly leaving.

    Now, whenever she had free time, she would cling to Li Yu.

    Even when cultivating, she would do it under Li Yu’s watchful eye.

    Such a cute little clingy thing!

    So where was the blackening? She couldn’t see it at all.

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 36

    Chapter 36: Ask Not of the Past, Nor the Future

    Li Yu was almost certain that within the City of the Undying, the person who had become the core of the formation was everywhere, yet possessed no discernible consciousness.

    If Qin Ruoheng still had any control, she shouldn’t be reliving the same pain she endured three hundred years ago when the true “core” returned to this place.

    He had been her only emotional support, aside from the bird, during those nine years when she strived to live for herself.

    If she still controlled the formation, she would protect him…

    But she didn’t.

    Three hundred years ago, when she first became the core, Qin Ruoheng could still control the resentment and save the little black bird.

    But today, not only could she not protect anyone, but even the black bird, her constant companion, was now being attacked by the resentment that had once saved and protected it.

    The situation with the formation must be dire, Li Yu thought.

    It was consuming Qin Ruoheng. If this continued, her consciousness might completely dissipate, merging with the formation, becoming its eternal, untraceable, and indestructible core.

    Then, the City of the Undying would become a true, never-dying ghost city.

    System…

    【I’m here.】

    I know, you never answer plot-related questions. The only time you provided a backstory was just a brief overview of the current stage of the main storyline.

    I don’t know if you’re doing this to minimize the influence of the original plot…

    But this time, can you tell me Qin Ruoheng’s fate in the original story?

    【Her soul was scattered, returning to heaven and earth.】

    Was this an unchangeable outcome?

    【To extract the core, you need to purify the demonic obsession and eliminate her resentment. But the moment the obsession and resentment dissipate, her soul, with nothing to cling to, will be consumed by the backlash of the formation.】

    The resentment in the human realm would affect the seal on the Heavenly Demon.

    To prevent the resentment from accumulating further, this formation had to be broken.

    And to break the formation, they had to sacrifice the core, right?

    【Not necessarily. The author’s plot isn’t set in stone.】

    If it can be changed, then stop with the vague answers and give me a hint!

    【If you can purify the entire formation before extracting her, you might be able to preserve a fragment of her soul.】

    Purify the entire formation?

    That sounded much more difficult than purifying just the core.

    Li Yu looked at Mo Yichu.

    It wasn’t that she underestimated him; as the male protagonist of Demon Bone, his abilities were exceptional.

    But he wasn’t an immortal or a god; purifying the entire formation alone was almost impossible.

    If it were possible, Qin Ruoheng wouldn’t have met such a tragic end in the novel.

    Was there anything she could do to help without triggering Heavenly Tribulation…?

    Li Yu pondered.

    The black bird, seeing their hesitation, couldn’t help but ask, “Can the second method…extract her from the formation?”

    Mo Yichu: “It can…”

    The black bird noticed the conflicted look in Mo Yichu’s eyes, a mix of hesitation and struggle.

    After a moment of silence, it looked at its former friend, now a stranger, and asked softly, “Then, what’s the price?”

    Its cultivation was low, its knowledge limited.

    For so many years, its greatest desire had been to save Qin Ruoheng from this formation.

    She was so gentle, so kind, so yearning for freedom.

    She shouldn’t be trapped here forever.

    The seemingly eternal sea of resentment above blocked the moon she loved.

    This wasn’t the ending she deserved.

    But it never knew the price of her freedom.

    “Before succumbing to her inner demons, my mother was just a mortal. She couldn’t even enter the formation, let alone become its core.” Mo Yichu paused, took a deep breath, and continued, “But she’s inside the formation now. If she loses the power of her demonic obsession, she will be consumed by the backlash of the formation…”

    Black Bird: “Consumed…what will happen…”

    Mo Yichu: “…”

    This question was too cruel for the straightforward Mo Yichu to answer.

    She would answer instead.

    Li Yu sighed and said in a low voice, “Her soul will be scattered.”

    There wasn’t much surprise in the black bird’s eyes; it had already guessed the worst possible outcome.

    Whether three hundred years ago, or now, it had always anticipated this ending.

    It wasn’t unwilling to believe it, just didn’t know how to face it.

    If all its efforts for three hundred years were just to witness her demise…

    What was it supposed to do now?

    The black bird seemed tired.

    It stopped circling and landed on the ground.

    Its small body looked so helpless.

    Li Yu couldn’t bear to see it like this. Even knowing that she couldn’t do much, and that Mo Yichu might not be able to either, she still offered a sliver of hope.

    “There’s another way,” she said.

    The black bird looked up at her, tears in its eyes, as if clinging to a lifeline.

    Li Yu: “If we can purify the entire formation, we might be able to preserve a fragment of her soul.”

    Silence fell.

    After a long moment, Mu Tao whispered, “That doesn’t sound easy.”

    Li Yu nodded slowly.

    It wasn’t just “not easy”; it sounded impossible, even to a layman like her.

    But Mo Yichu seemed to be deep in thought.

    Trusting the only “expert” here, a flicker of hope arose within Li Yu.

    Although she didn’t know Qin Ruoheng, she had witnessed her life in the illusion.

    That quiet, gentle woman, like a resilient plum blossom enduring winter, like a caged bird still yearning for freedom.

    She had an indomitable spirit, never giving up, no matter how difficult the situation.

    Li Yu didn’t want her to give up on herself.

    “The formation was initially activated by the blood sacrifice. Later, it expanded to this scale because of the tens of thousands of people massacred in the city,” Mo Yichu said. “Only by dispelling the pain and resentment of the original sacrifices and the trapped souls can we truly purify the entire formation.”

    Mu Tao tilted her head in confusion. “Isn’t that as difficult as dispelling all the resentment in the City of the Undying?”

    “Not exactly. The resentment here is difficult to dispel because it has accumulated over time.” Mo Yichu patiently explained, “For three hundred years, the trapped souls have been reliving the pain of the massacre, generating new resentment with each death. This resentment, trapped by the formation, attracts more resentment from the outside. And with the seal preventing it from dissipating, the resentment only grows stronger, making it almost impossible to cleanse.”

    The black bird nodded. “Indeed.”

    Mo Yichu: “But resentment is different from pain and suffering. To dispel it, we need to make all those souls…let go.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Mu Tao: “That sounds even more difficult…”

    Indeed, it didn’t sound very promising.

    Tens of thousands of earthbound spirits, making them all let go, was that even possible?

    “If we could set up a formation here to amplify spiritual energy, perhaps…”

    Mo Yichu trailed off, hesitation in his eyes.

    “Perhaps what?” The black bird flew up, its voice filled with urgency.

    “The Unasking Flower…” Mo Yichu muttered. “Master Li Yu has an Unasking Flower.”

    Li Yu: “…”

    Mo Yichu: “If the formation’s range is large enough, we might be able to spread the power of the Unasking Flower throughout the entire City of the Undying.”

    Mu Tao: “Like when we were on the ship, spreading the power of the Wind Spirit Pearl?”

    Mo Yichu: “I’m not sure, but we can try.”

    So that was possible?

    As expected of the big iceberg’s disciple, talking about erasing the memories of so many people so casually.

    He seemed as indifferent as the two immortals who had made decisions for him in the past.

    It was like the souls entering reincarnation, drinking Meng Po Soup, all their resentment and pain erased along with their memories.

    If these souls, trapped by the formation, hadn’t died in the massacre, they would have entered reincarnation, forgetting everything and starting anew.

    Using the Unasking Flower to erase their memories, break the formation, and free them, could be considered a good deed.

    Mu Tao: “But to activate the formation, the person who sets it up must remain within it. Wouldn’t they also be affected by the Unasking Flower?”

    Mo Yichu: “A barrier can prevent that.”

    Mu Tao nodded. “Then it seems feasible.”

    The black bird was silent for a moment, then whispered, “But…will she also forget us…”

    Mo Yichu: “…”

    Li Yu looked up at the sky.

    Qin Ruoheng’s consciousness, scattered throughout the city, couldn’t be protected by a barrier. If they used the formation to spread the power of the Unasking Flower, her past would be erased.

    Perhaps, for her, forgetting wasn’t a bad thing.

    Even if there was reluctance, it was like dying and being reborn.

    Li Yu: “If we don’t do this, not even a fragment of her soul will remain.”

    The black bird didn’t speak, just landed on Mo Yichu’s shoulder.

    It said that it was fine even if she forgot. It remembered every happy moment they shared.

    Perhaps one day, she would remember, just like he had.

    Or perhaps, it was better if she never remembered.

    That past might not be worth remembering.

    “During those three hundred years when you forgot everything, you must have lived a much better life than us,” the black bird whispered, tears welling up in its eyes.

    It had realized this the moment it recognized him.

    While it had spent three hundred years searching for a way to save her, trapped in the past, the child who was forced to leave them had lived a far better life.

    Letting go of the past meant freedom from pain.

    If Qin Ruoheng could also start anew like him, it wouldn’t feel so reluctant…

    “This time, I’m counting on you,” the black bird said, its small, black wings patting Mo Yichu’s cheek.

    “Mm.”

    The plan was set; now it was a matter of execution.

    Creating a formation large enough to amplify the power of the Unasking Flower and spread it throughout the entire city was no easy task.

    Such a large formation couldn’t be drawn directly with spiritual energy; they needed other materials.

    And this city had plenty of rubble.

    Like the mythical Jingwei bird, the little black bird tirelessly gathered countless stones from all over the city for Mo Yichu. [T/N: 精卫 (jīngwèi) is a mythical bird in Chinese folklore that tries to fill the sea with stones and twigs.]

    Mu Tao also helped, using her skirt to carry the stones she collected, making trip after trip to the altar.

    But she was timid and didn’t dare wander the city alone. Li Yu, also afraid of being alone and attacked by the resentment shadows, stayed with her, using her spatial pouch to carry stones as well.

    She might as well be racking up steps on her fitness tracker.

    Her after-dinner walks used to be along scenic rivers or tree-lined paths.

    Walking back and forth in this desolate and creepy place on an empty stomach was a first.

    Perhaps because she had something more important to do, she didn’t feel very hungry.

    With their combined efforts, the massive spiritual energy amplification formation gradually took shape.

    Even with the aid of spiritual energy, it was a huge undertaking.

    Initially, Mo Yichu could barely walk steadily.

    But as they worked, his injuries, both physical and mental, from reliving the past, gradually healed.

    This incredible regenerative ability amazed Li Yu.

    —This was the true meaning of “as long as you’re not dead, you’re alive”!_

    To kill someone with such a body, one would have to either completely incinerate them or destroy their soul.

    According to the novel’s setting, although Si Qinglan was the weakest of the Three Revered Ones, her abilities were incredibly useful.

    Not only could she create such a body, but she could also create strange things like the Unasking Flower, which offered simple, yet effective solutions.

    Such a wonderful colleague; she had to strengthen their relationship after returning to the mountain.

    Of course, that was something to consider later!

    Now, the priority was to resolve this centuries-old resentment.

    To ensure the formation covered the entire city, Mo Yichu infused the core with spiritual energy, testing and modifying it over a dozen times.

    Finally, after repeated attempts, a faint light flickered briefly throughout the dark city.

    The little black bird, overjoyed, danced and twirled above the core, its tail feathers swaying.

    But such a large formation required a tremendous amount of spiritual energy to activate.

    Just that brief activation had already strained Mo Yichu, who was still recovering from his injuries.

    To spread the power of the Unasking Flower throughout the entire city through this formation, even draining all his spiritual energy might not be enough.

    The black bird also seemed to realize this and landed on his shoulder, asking worriedly, “Do you need to rest?”

    The little bird was pragmatic, asking if he needed to rest, not whether he could do it.

    After all, in its eyes, whether he could do it or not, there was no other way. It had to try, even if it cost him his life.

    “Let’s rest for a bit,” Mo Yichu said, sitting down against the altar.

    The Unasking Flower rested in his palm, its petals as white as snow, capable of erasing all pain and suffering.

    But could he really activate a formation that could affect an entire city?

    Li Yu could see the uncertainty in Mo Yichu’s eyes. He was afraid of failing but unwilling to give up this only chance to save Qin Ruoheng.

    If the resentment in the city wasn’t so strong, they could ask for help from cultivators outside.

    But with such heavy resentment, even Eighth-rank cultivators doubted their ability to maintain their sanity. They were the only ones who could do this.

    As Li Yu was staring at the formation, lost in thought, Mu Tao’s voice brought her back to reality.

    “Master.” Mu Tao looked up at Li Yu, worry in her eyes. “Your internal injuries have flared up again. You should rest too.”

    Such a thoughtful little disciple, still worried about her “internal injuries.”

    It felt a bit guilty using such a lie to deceive a girl who cared so much for her.

    “Alright,” Li Yu replied softly, sitting down against a nearby wall.

    Mu Tao followed and sat beside her, hugging her knees.

    In the distance, the shadows and earthbound spirits continued their endless chase, unwilling to rest until dawn.

    This had been happening for over three hundred years.

    Would it finally end tonight? Li Yu wondered.

    If the formation was activated successfully, they would have a much gentler ending than in the original story.

    System, can I help?

    I mean, without doing anything else, could I just lend someone my spiritual energy?

    【Hmm…】

    Not a direct refusal, so it was possible, right?

    【Transferring spiritual energy isn’t difficult, Host, but…】

    But what? Don’t stop halfway!

    【The host has just suffered a backlash from using a spell. Transferring a large amount of spiritual energy now will likely cause discomfort for a period of time.】

    Discomfort for a period of time?

    How long was that?

    【About ten days or half a month.】

    Just ten days or half a month?

    That was like having a minor illness.

    A little discomfort in exchange for such a great deed, it would be heartless to refuse!

    Why the hesitation?

    【The system is just worried that the host will blame it for not explaining the situation beforehand.】

    No, no, I can work even with a fever. I’m not that fragile!

    As long as I can help, a little discomfort is nothing!

    I’m ready!

    Tell me, what should I do?

    【Same as before, the host just needs to raise your hand.】

    Didn’t she need to remove the Spirit Severing Hairpin?

    【No need. Spiritual energy is different from cultivation level.】

    Alright!

    Li Yu stood up excitedly and took two steps towards Mo Yichu, then, realizing her “elderly immortal” shouldn’t be so energetic, she slowed down, resuming her usual languid pace.

    Almost slipped up there! A few more skips, and she would have been exposed!

    Mu Tao, who had been spacing out, saw her master approaching Mo Yichu, stood up in confusion, and quickly followed.

    Li Yu slowly raised her hand, her slender index finger pointing forward. A stream of soft blue light flowed from her fingertip towards the worried Mo Yichu.

    As his nearly depleted spiritual energy was replenished, a look of shock flickered in Mo Yichu’s eyes, quickly replaced by understanding.

    He stood up, knelt down, and kowtowed three times to Li Yu, then, before she could feel awkward, stood up and rushed towards the center of the formation.

    The black bird followed, its wings flapping.

    Li Yu turned to watch, the flow of spiritual energy from her fingertip continuing, like a thread of fate, pulled taut by someone who didn’t believe in fate.

    He channeled the continuous flow of energy into the formation’s core, and the white Unasking Flower floated into the air.

    As the white light intensified, a barrier enveloped everyone who looked at the flower.

    The formation, made of rubble, glowed with a pure white light, illuminating the long-dark city.

    White flowers bloomed from every spark of light.

    Uncarried by any wind, yet as if propelled by a spring breeze, they slowly spread outwards.

    The Unasking Flower in the air also began to glow.

    The light was soft, not dazzling.

    Nourished by the continuous flow of spiritual energy, it became translucent.

    Suddenly, the flower vanished momentarily.

    Before Li Yu could react, a massive flower, large enough to cover the sea of resentment in the sky, bloomed above the City of the Undying.

    White light, like snowflakes, fell from the sky.

    The resentment-formed shadows gradually disappeared.

    The earthbound spirits looked up at the sky, the white light falling into their despairing eyes, like snow covering the ugliness of the world.

    The dilapidated altar trembled slightly.

    Faint figures appeared on the decaying wooden pillars.

    Their souls, the most corrupted by the formation over the past three hundred years, were barely recognizable, devoid of consciousness.

    Although reincarnation was no longer possible for them, as the light touched them, they finally found release.

    Hundreds of souls gradually dissipated from the altar.

    A pure white figure slowly materialized at the center.

    Light as a bird, enveloped in a snow-like glow, she flew towards the white flower in the sky, curling up within its gentle embrace.

    Perhaps this was the only moment in her life when she was truly free from all worldly attachments and emotions.

    As the flower slowly faded, a pure white soul fragment landed in Mo Yichu’s hand.

    The little black bird stood on his shoulder, silently watching the soul fragment, tears in its eyes.

    Li Yu, weakened, lowered her hand.

    Mu Tao immediately supported her.

    Li Yu sighed.

    This was good.

    They would bring her back to Mount Chao Yao.

    Back to Mount Chao Yao, away from this human realm that had consumed her.

    Then there would be no need to ask about the past or the future.

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 35

    Chapter 35: This Wasn’t How It Was Supposed to Be

    In the year Qin Ruoheng turned thirty-one, the Huai emperor personally led his troops and besieged the Moon Capital.

    The Huai Kingdom wanted to bring back their princess, just as they had sent her away, without asking for her consent.

    She had yearned for the freedom of a bird, yet she had been powerless to break free from the invisible string that bound her.

    Now, the string was cut.

    Whether as Princess Ruoheng of Huai or Queen of the southern kingdom, she would die on the night the Moon Capital fell.

    She finally had the freedom she craved.

    But sixteen years was a long time, like an endless wind, sweeping away everything she had briefly possessed.

    Now, her hands stained with blood, her heart empty, she had nothing left.

    The day she broke free,

    The world was vast, but she had no place to go.

    As people fled the falling city, she drifted aimlessly, like a soulless puppet.

    A tsunami raged within her, drowning out all other sounds.

    She suffered alone, and she drowned alone.

    Li Yu felt an overwhelming despair.

    Like sinking into a lightless sea, no wind, no waves, no sun, no moon, only cold darkness, silently suffocating her.

    She didn’t know why she felt this so acutely, but she knew she couldn’t break free.

    Not only that, but she felt a sudden, intense heartache, an unbearable sadness that made her question her own existence.

    She looked at Mu Tao, whose despair seemed even deeper than her own.

    This wasn’t right!

    Such intense emotions shouldn’t belong to a mere observer.

    They were trapped by an invisible force, a force manipulating their emotions.

    Realizing this, she struggled to control her breathing and her feelings.

    She tried to find the black bird that had shown her this past, but the fragmented memories floating in the air were dissipating.

    The memories within them blurred, but the surrounding scenery didn’t return.

    Li Yu suspected that if these memories completely disappeared, only nothingness would remain.

    She instinctively gripped Mu Tao’s cold hand.

    “Master, I…I feel so awful…” Mu Tao looked up at her, her free hand clutching her chest.

    She wasn’t feeling too good herself.

    It felt like knowing the air was toxic but being unable to stop breathing.

    This place was too eerie; she had to get Mu Tao out of here!

    “Hold on,” Li Yu said, frowning, her gaze scanning the fading memory fragments.

    She quickly found a pure white light, like snow, among the countless disappearing memories.

    Clearly, such a light didn’t belong to anyone in this story.

    Li Yu focused, gathered spiritual energy in her fingertip, and infused it into the fragment.

    The blurring image within the fragment became clear again.

    On the gray stone altar, the pure white light silently extinguished the golden flames.

    As the fire vanished, a flurry of snow fell, silently landing on the embers carried by the wind.

    Mu Tao instantly recognized the spiritual energy and exclaimed, “Master! That’s Lingyao Revered One’s spiritual energy!”

    Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

    Her guess was correct; the light in the memory fragment came from Weisheng Xuanzhu.

    As expected of the big iceberg, even his snow was…on brand.

    In the fragmented memory, the summoning formation, now without the flames, began to crumble, and wisps of resentment drifted in the moonlight.

    The falling snow on the altar was conspicuous.

    If the black bird showed this past to everyone, then this anomaly, so noticeable to her, should also be noticed by Mo Yichu.

    Li Yu took a deep breath and, with the system’s assistance, infused more spiritual energy into the fragment.

    The soft blue light illuminated the falling snow.

    Suddenly, the light within the snow formed countless ice shards.

    The ice shards formed a vaguely familiar formation in the moonlight.

    A small crack appeared in the memory fragment.

    A wisp of icy blue light seeped out from the crack, creating more and more fissures that spread outwards.

    The fissures paused momentarily upon reaching the edge of the fragment.

    Then, with a crackling sound, they rapidly spread into the surrounding void.

    Li Yu froze for a moment, then quickly pulled Mu Tao back, retreating a hundred steps—further than she would stand when watching fireworks.

    She had been right.

    Moments later, the icy blue light shattered the memory fragment, and countless ice shards, like exploding fireworks, erupted from the shattered illusion!

    A loud crash echoed, and the endless illusion around them shattered.

    The lingering feelings of helplessness and despair vanished along with the illusion.

    The dilapidated altar, the oppressive resentment, the shadows and the earthbound spirits, all returned to their vision.

    Li Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

    Compared to being trapped in a void with fragmented memories and overwhelming despair, these creepy things were far more…tangible.

    At least these eerie things weren’t as harmful.

    Li Yu looked towards the light that had shattered the illusion.

    As the light faded, she silently retracted her earlier thought.

    On the gray stone altar, Mo Yichu stood, his sword in hand, covered in blood.

    Beneath his tattered, bloodstained robes, his flesh seemed torn and mangled, as if from struggling against thorns.

    His limbs were twisted at unnatural angles, his sword hand contorted.

    Black flames of resentment still flickered around him…

    Li Yu frowned.

    The past that a mere observer could easily escape, he had to relive to break free.

    Mu Tao instinctively tried to approach but was blocked by a spiritual light barrier around the altar.

    “Senior Brother…”

    “I’m fine,” Mo Yichu said, his voice raspy and inhuman.

    He extinguished the flames with his spiritual energy. Supporting himself on his twisted legs, he walked down the altar with an eerie gait.

    “I’ve…remembered everything from my childhood…”

    His voice, though still raspy, was no longer as chilling.

    A pale green light enveloped him, accompanied by the soft rustling of plants, mending his broken body.

    His body, reconstructed from immortal plants, had regenerative abilities far beyond ordinary humans.

    With enough spiritual energy, even lost limbs could regrow quickly.

    By the time he reached Li Yu, although his face was still pale, his limbs were no longer twisted and horrifying.

    “Master Li Yu.” Mo Yichu bowed, his sword in hand, his expression serious. “The core component is missing here. A formation activated by a mere hundred sacrifices isn’t strong enough to trap the souls of an entire city.”

    Li Yu frowned.

    What did he mean?

    If a hundred sacrifices weren’t enough, where did all the trapped souls and the immense resentment come from?

    As Li Yu was confused, Mu Tao tilted her head and voiced the question.

    “Not strong enough?” Her eyes were wide with surprise. “Then why are all these souls trapped here?”

    “This spirit summoning formation hasn’t been missing its core component for the past three hundred years.” Mo Yichu frowned, looking back at the cold, dilapidated altar.

    Mu Tao looked surprised. “But…but isn’t Senior Brother…”

    “This formation has trapped tens of thousands of souls for over three hundred years, yet no one has found the core to break it. This isn’t something ordinary demons can achieve.” Mo Yichu said seriously, “To achieve this, it requires either divine power or…a demon.”

    Mu Tao: “A demon?!”

    Mo Yichu: “Mm.”

    Mu Tao shook her head blankly. “But…but how could there be a demon here?!”

    “The deepest resentment is often called obsession.” Mo Yichu’s eyes were filled with sorrow. “Those with deep obsessions can become demons with a single thought.”

    Li Yu suddenly understood.

    Three hundred years ago, on the night of the massacre, Qin Ruoheng, with nowhere to go, succumbed to the tsunami within her.

    A demonic heart was born, fueled by her deepest obsession, becoming the missing core of the formation, trapped in this city like the other earthbound spirits.

    Now she understood why, although she had only seen fragmented memories, she could feel Qin Ruoheng’s joy and pain so acutely.

    Because Qin Ruoheng was still here, in this city, in this world, in every unseen corner.

    She was the overwhelming resentment, the scattered dust, the crumbling walls, the wind, the rain, and the despair and sorrow felt by everyone who entered this city.

    “If I had been with her that night…perhaps things would have been different.”

    The black bird’s voice echoed again.

    Li Yu turned to see it perched on the altar.

    Mu Tao instantly became alert, glaring at the bird. “You were the one trapping us in those illusions, weren’t you? How dare you show your face here!”

    She spoke fiercely but unconsciously hid behind Li Yu.

    Black Bird: “I didn’t mean to harm you, but the resentment here…is beyond my control now.”

    It said that it should have died on the night the city fell.

    The city walls of the Moon Capital were so high. Having concealed its wings, when it jumped, it hadn’t expected to open its eyes again.

    But it woke up.

    On the night of the massacre, a surge of resentment entered its body, mending its broken bones.

    It was an excruciating pain that tore at its soul, but it survived.

    It didn’t know why the resentment had saved it, only that it had to find her, the woman who had finally broken free.

    She didn’t know martial arts or spells.

    Not all the Huai soldiers knew her face, and even if they did, with Princess Ruoheng already dead, no one would recognize her.

    With the soldiers slaughtering the city’s inhabitants, she could also be killed.

    It frantically searched through the blood-soaked city but couldn’t find her.

    The eternal flame on the altar was extinguished.

    The summoning formation, missing its core, trapped the souls of the city.

    Resentment converged towards the altar.

    Normally, such concentrated resentment would consume any living being that approached.

    But it simply drifted past the bird.

    It looked up, watching the resentment slowly blotting out the moon, a terrifying thought forming in its mind.

    It thought for a long time, until the city was reduced to ashes and the invading army retreated.

    Then it flew to the center of the altar, where the core component was missing.

    The embers were cold.

    The wind blew away the last trace of ash.

    It seemed to hear her last, lingering obsession.

    That moonlit night, Qin Ruoheng was pushed along the unfamiliar street by the fleeing crowd.

    People desperately tried to escape the city, but she didn’t know why she was still walking forward.

    She suddenly turned, pushed through the crowd, and ran in the direction the bird had flown.

    She didn’t really want this empty freedom.

    If she hadn’t cut the string, perhaps she could have saved something.

    She had never run so desperately, her breath ragged, her heart pounding.

    But as she reached the city walls, she saw the white bird falling, its wings broken.

    The price of freedom was a gruesome sight.

    She must have died at that moment, she thought.

    Like the bird, standing on the city walls, yearning to fly, only to fall and bleed.

    She never had wings, could never escape any cage.

    She regretted not dying earlier.

    If only she had been the sacrifice on the altar.

    If only she had been the princess who ascended the city walls.

    She was the one who shouldn’t have survived…

    That resentment and obsession allowed her to be consumed by her inner demons, losing herself under the formation’s influence, becoming the missing core.

    She had been in this city all along, but for so many years, no one had found her…

    The black bird spoke softly, looking up at the sea of resentment.

    This wasn’t how it was supposed to be.

    It couldn’t understand…

    Why did the person who taught it to never give up on itself…give up?

    “Three hundred years,” it said. “The resentment in the Moon Capital has grown stronger and stronger, but it can’t find a way to free her from this cursed formation.”

    It had lingered here for far too long.

    It gathered the memories of every earthbound spirit, repeatedly piecing together that bloody night, searching for any possibility of saving her.

    Over time, the resentment here was no longer as gentle towards it.

    It could feel the pain and despair she had suppressed for so long.

    It didn’t know if she would be completely consumed by this cursed formation.

    It only knew that the worst hadn’t happened yet, and it didn’t want to give up.

    The black bird looked at Mo Yichu, its dark red eyes fixed on him.

    “I recognize your soul.”

    “…”

    “I know an immortal saved you.”

    “…”

    “Three hundred years, and you’ve never returned.”

    “…”

    The black bird simply stared at him, no longer approaching him as it had in its memories.

    Its eyes, filled with confusion, held a hint of resentment.

    “Why…” it couldn’t help but ask, “Why could you forget everything? Was letting go of her…that easy?”

    As the black bird questioned him, Li Yu looked at Mo Yichu.

    She understood the black bird’s resentment.

    Perhaps, in its eyes, if this child had returned earlier, they could have worked together to awaken Qin Ruoheng before the resentment became so strong.

    Even if it was just wishful thinking, he shouldn’t have forgotten completely.

    But three hundred years ago, he was only nine, having endured unimaginable torture; it was understandable that he chose to forget.

    If he hadn’t, he probably wouldn’t have had a peaceful night’s sleep on Mount Chao Yao.

    Now, the black bird’s questions left him speechless.

    If he could choose, he wouldn’t have forgotten.

    If he could choose, he would have returned earlier, done everything in his power to resolve the past resentment.

    But he had forgotten, and he hadn’t returned.

    He had unknowingly abandoned the one person and one demon he shouldn’t have.

    “The Unasking Flower…” Mo Yichu muttered, a hint of bitterness in his eyes.

    He said he remembered.

    During the year he was plagued by nightmares, he had seen the Unasking Flower in Qingxuan Revered One’s hand.

    “Ask not of the past, nor the future, only by letting go can you find peace.” She leaned down and whispered, “Consume this flower, and you will forget everything, your heart cleansed… Then you won’t have nightmares anymore.”

    “Forget everything?” His master, standing beside him, frowned.

    “Not everything.” She smiled faintly. “It will leave behind a sliver of obsession, hidden deep within your heart, a place you might never reach. Whether you remember it in this life depends on how deep that obsession was when you forgot.”

    She offered the flower to his master, asking jokingly, “Want to try it?”

    “…”

    “Better not. For a child, forgetting everything is called childhood amnesia. But for someone your age, it’s called dementia.”

    She didn’t wait for a reply, crushed the flower into powder with a spell, and, with a flick of her wrist, sent the powder into his eyes.

    So, the reason Mo Yichu didn’t remember anything before he was nine was because Si Qinglan had made him consume the Unasking Flower.

    Immortals and gods, having lived for millennia, couldn’t comprehend human suffering.

    A nine-year-old’s memories were like insignificant dust, easily erased.

    A few short years of life were trivial in their eyes.

    But that single, careless gesture had made a little demon bird wait alone for over three hundred years.

    And the person it waited for hadn’t truly forgotten.

    He subconsciously felt drawn to the ostracized little sister on Mount Chao Yao, comforting her patiently, just like his mother used to comfort him.

    He accompanied her, gazing at the moon he used to watch with his mother.

    He forgot the gentle voice, but the gentle words remained.

    This blockhead, who only knew how to cultivate under the big iceberg, usually didn’t even know how to speak kindly, let alone comfort a crying girl.

    Those words that touched the little protagonist’s heart were the lingering obsession left behind when he forgot.

    Li Yu sighed.

    She suddenly realized Mo Yichu was looking at her, and Mu Tao and the black bird were also looking at her, following his gaze.

    What was going on?

    Why were they all looking at her? She was just a spectator!

    Were they expecting her to come up with a solution?

    She knew nothing about these things!

    She could only deflect the responsibility.

    Li Yu frowned and asked seriously, “Nephew, have you thought of a way to break this formation?”

    Mo Yichu: “This disciple does have a method, but…”

    Li Yu nodded reassuringly. “If you have a method, then proceed without hesitation. Don’t worry too much, I’m here.”

    Her words were perfect, both encouraging the junior and reinforcing her image as a reliable elder.

    This male protagonist, as long as romance wasn’t involved, was completely dependable.

    It didn’t matter who was behind him; in the early stages of the original story, as long as he stepped forward, no one else needed to do anything.

    “Senior Brother, what are you planning to do?” Mu Tao couldn’t help but ask. “Is there anything I can do to help…”

    “There are two ways to break this formation,” Mo Yichu explained. “One is to dispel the resentment in the city, significantly weakening the formation’s power, and then forcefully break it. But the resentment here has accumulated for over three hundred years. Without an immortal or god willing to endure Heavenly Tribulation, dispelling the resentment and breaking the formation is impossible.”

    Li Yu didn’t dare speak.

    Mu Tao, anxious, said, “No, no, just tell us the second method, Senior Brother!”

    Mo Yichu: “The second method is to eliminate the resentment of the core component… Once the formation loses its core, it will dissipate on its own, even without intervention.”

    The blood sacrifice three hundred years ago had inadvertently turned Qin Ruoheng into the core of the formation.

    If they could resolve her resentment, this formation that had trapped tens of thousands of souls for over three hundred years would naturally disappear.

    But she had already become a demon, merged with the formation…

    Let alone resolving her resentment, even awakening her consciousness would be incredibly difficult.

  • Devilish Disciple [Transmigration] 34

    Chapter 34: Where the Kite Went Didn’t Matter

    The little protagonist’s blackening value made Li Yu deeply appreciate the complexities of human nature.

    It increased with joy, with tears, with jealousy, with fear, fluctuating so randomly it was a headache.

    And now, it even increased at the sight of the Spirit Severing Hairpin in her hand.

    What was this all about?!

    Although Li Yu knew that pondering such things in this dangerous place wasn’t helpful, she couldn’t help but freeze, searching for answers.

    As their eyes met in silence, Mu Tao took the hairpin from Li Yu’s hand.

    The removal of the hairpin jolted Li Yu back to reality.

    She saw Mu Tao frowning, her eyes reddened, her body leaning closer as she stood on tiptoe and carefully replaced the hairpin in Li Yu’s hair.

    Mu Tao then took two steps back, her lips pursed, her head lowered.

    “This disciple is useless…” she whispered, tears streaming down her face.

    Seeing this, Li Yu wanted to comfort her but didn’t know what to say.

    She finally understood the reason for the two-point increase in blackening value.

    Mu Tao was blaming herself, feeling guilty for her own inadequacy, for forcing Li Yu to risk Heavenly Tribulation by removing the Spirit Severing Hairpin.

    The little girl didn’t know that Li Yu had removed the hairpin deliberately.

    The system still needed her to change this world; surely it could manage a little deviation from the heavenly laws without consequences.

    Even if she did do something reckless, the system wouldn’t allow it.

    Li Yu sighed and gently pinched Mu Tao’s cheek.

    This gentle touch made Mu Tao look up, her teary eyes filled with guilt and worry.

    Li Yu: “I know what I’m doing. I wouldn’t have acted if I couldn’t avoid the laws of heaven.”

    Mu Tao sniffled, her eyes red, but didn’t speak.

    “It’s true,” Li Yu said, directing Mu Tao’s gaze towards the resentment-filled sky, her tone gentle, like coaxing a child. “See? No tribulation, right?”

    Mu Tao looked at the sky for a few seconds, her eyes still filled with tears, lost in thought.

    After a moment of silence, she nodded obediently and gently tugged at Li Yu’s sleeve, whispering, “Master, what do we do now…”

    As someone who just wanted to lie down and do nothing, this was the question Li Yu dreaded most in this world.

    But she had to act like an elder now.

    “You said you woke up in the spirit summoning formation?”

    Mu Tao nodded repeatedly, her grip on Li Yu’s sleeve tightening as if remembering her fear.

    Li Yu frowned slightly.

    She hadn’t encountered the force Mu Tao spoke of.

    Why did that force knock Mu Tao unconscious and place her in the missing core of the formation? Was it because the formation needed a new core to replenish its energy, and she was the easiest target among the three, or was there another reason?

    Whatever the reason, resentment couldn’t harm Mu Tao.

    As soon as she regained consciousness, she escaped the formation, thwarting whatever plan that force had.

    Wait…

    If resentment couldn’t affect Mu Tao, then the force that knocked her unconscious wasn’t resentment!

    But what else could it be?

    Was it the black bird, or was there someone else here?

    Ugh! Better not think about it, too creepy!

    For now, they should check out the summoning formation.

    Thinking this, Li Yu took Mu Tao’s hand, seeking a bit of comfort herself.

    “Let’s go, take me there,” she said, and then, after taking two steps, felt a wave of dizziness.

    Accompanied by another sharp pain in her chest.

    Mu Tao: “Master!!”

    Li Yu stopped, steadied herself with Mu Tao’s help, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

    System, are you okay? Such a strong aftereffect from a single spell!

    【Eek!】

    Eek? Was cuteness an excuse for incompetence?!

    【The host’s ability to sense and control spiritual energy is almost nonexistent. Channeling a large amount of spiritual energy through your meridians is dangerous before you improve this.】

    【The system’s assistance is limited; this has been clearly communicated to the host.】

    【The host clearly said you wouldn’t blame the system for any consequences TvT.】

    Now it was using crying emojis.

    Fine, fine, she wouldn’t blame it.

    It seemed she had to find a way to improve her cultivation basics. Otherwise, even if she unlocked more advanced spells, using them would be life-threatening.

    Li Yu focused on regulating her breathing.

    When she recovered and opened her eyes, she saw Mu Tao’s worried, almost tearful expression.

    She had made the little protagonist worry again.

    Better appease her quickly, or her blackening value would increase again.

    “I’m fine, don’t worry.”

    “What happened, Master? Why are you suddenly so weak?” Mu Tao’s eyes were red, her voice trembling.

    A powerful immortal, crippled by her own spell, how could she explain this to Mu Tao?

    As Li Yu pondered, Mu Tao’s voice became more urgent. “Master, please say something, don’t scare me…”

    The girl shook her hands gently, afraid of her master disappearing again, yet also afraid of hurting her further, her eyes filled with fear.

    “I, I just…” Li Yu thought for a moment. “The injuries I sustained from breaking through my cultivation six months ago haven’t fully healed. I suppressed my spiritual energy to avoid the heavens’ notice earlier, but it aggravated my injuries. I just need some rest.”

    Li Yu thought this explanation was reasonable.

    At least it was the most reasonable one she could come up with.

    But reasonable as it was, she had to change the subject quickly to prevent Mu Tao from feeling too guilty and experiencing another spike in her blackening value.

    “This isn’t a safe place. Those shadows are formed from resentment. They’re momentarily deterred, but they might return soon.” Li Yu looked at Mu Tao seriously. “This small injury is nothing. Let’s go and check out the summoning formation.”

    Mu Tao opened her mouth as if to say something, but ultimately obeyed, pointing in a direction.

    “The formation is that way!” she said softly, placing her hands on Li Yu’s arm. “Be careful, Master, I’ll take you…”

    There were no stars or moon here, only ruins as far as the eye could see.

    Night was when the city came alive.

    They soon encountered more resentment-formed shadows and the earthbound spirits who had died during the massacre.

    The shadows ruthlessly attacked the spirits, and some of the resentment formed black flames, “burning” the city that had been burned countless times in the past three hundred years.

    Remembering being surrounded by shadows earlier, Li Yu shuddered.

    But she quickly realized that the shadows weren’t approaching them this time.

    Not only that, but they didn’t even glance at them, either because they hadn’t noticed them or because they saw them as allies.

    “Master, up ahead…” Mu Tao, clearly terrified, looked at Li Yu, hesitant to continue.

    It was because of Mu Tao.

    Her first instinct wasn’t to run but to avoid approaching.

    This meant that, in Mu Tao’s mind, these things wouldn’t attack her.

    Because of her Demon Bone, the shadows saw her as one of their own, or perhaps simply insignificant.

    Finding Mu Tao first was the right move. At least with her, they wouldn’t be chased.

    Thank goodness!

    Li Yu gently patted Mu Tao’s hand, feigning calmness. “Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

    Mu Tao leaned closer to Li Yu, frowned, and nodded resolutely.

    After a brief hesitation, she took a deep breath and continued walking, supporting Li Yu.

    Li Yu actually felt much better, not needing such careful support, nor such a slow pace.

    But seeing the worry in her little disciple’s eyes, she decided not to say anything.

    Since the blackening value had stabilized, she might as well pretend to be weak and enjoy the little protagonist’s concern.

    If she could check favorability ratings, her position in the little protagonist’s heart must be close to that of a mother by now, right?

    As Li Yu was feeling smug, the scenery around them shifted.

    She focused and looked around.

    It wasn’t her imagination; the surroundings had changed!

    The resentment in the sky gradually dissipated, and the fleeing earthbound spirits and their shadowy pursuers vanished along with it.

    The sky was still dark, but the surroundings were no longer in ruins.

    The palace, enclosed by high walls, returned to its former glory from three hundred years ago.

    Li Yu recognized this change; it was the black bird’s illusion!

    Although slightly surprised, it made sense. If the black bird wanted to show them the past, how could it skip the summoning formation?

    Mu Tao: “Master, the surroundings have changed!”

    As soon as she spoke, a small, dark figure zipped past them, making Mu Tao scream.

    Having experienced this before, although startled, Li Yu quickly recognized the long tail feathers and calmed down.

    “Follow it!” Li Yu said without hesitation, activating the speed-enhancing technique.

    She hurried after the bird before Mu Tao could even react.

    Mu Tao, her eyes wide with surprise, froze for three seconds before running after Li Yu.

    “Master! What was that?!”

    “That was…”

    Just as Li Yu was about to explain, the scene shifted again.

    A large, gray stone altar appeared in the distance.

    “Master, that altar, that’s the spirit summoning formation!” Mu Tao pointed at the altar. “I woke up there, but it didn’t look like this!”

    “It’s an illusion,” Li Yu frowned.

    Mu Tao suddenly realized. “This is the blood sacrifice from three hundred years ago!”

    Indeed, it was the blood sacrifice.

    Many people, dressed in moon-white robes with similar braided hairstyles, knelt around the altar, their faces filled with devotion.

    Thousands of red and white candles lined the edge of the altar.

    The flickering candlelight illuminated the gray stone.

    Hundreds of living sacrifices were tied to wooden pillars with iron chains.

    They wore loose white robes, covered in a web of red strings.

    Small, moon-shaped copper plates were attached to the strings.

    They clinked softly in the wind.

    The sacrifices were still conscious, their faces painted with blood-red runes.

    Some were silent, seemingly resigned to their fate.

    Others cried and pleaded, their cries unanswered.

    At the center of the altar was a young child.

    The child’s limbs were twisted at unnatural angles, as if broken by brute force.

    Thorny vines bound his small body to a pile of firewood, the thorns piercing his thin clothes, the dried bloodstains a dark red—he was curled up, barely conscious.

    Even knowing this was just an illusion of an event from three hundred years ago, even knowing that the child would eventually be rescued, even understanding that the past couldn’t be changed,

    Li Yu still felt a pang of sympathy.

    The wind dispersed the clouds, and the bright moonlight illuminated the altar.

    The High Priest, dressed in moon-white robes, slowly raised his hands towards the sky.

    Flames erupted at the center of the altar, engulfing the small figure.

    The fire burned through the vines, and the small figure instinctively thrashed in pain.

    Where the flames hadn’t reached, the moon-shaped copper plates cut into the sacrifices like knives, a silent, relentless torture.

    Drops of blood dripped onto the altar, the cries and screams deafening.

    A faint golden light flickered within the flames.

    A strange excitement appeared in the High Priest’s eyes.

    Mu Tao clutched Li Yu’s sleeve. “Master, is…is that Senior Brother?”

    Li Yu: “…Yes.”

    As she spoke, a white bird flew towards the altar, like a moth to a flame, and plunged into the fire.

    Its cultivation was so low, yet it still tried to do something with its meager spiritual power.

    Li Yu instinctively took two steps forward, reaching out as if to save it, then saw the faint golden light within the flames brighten momentarily.

    At the same time, a golden light enveloped the white bird and flung it away from the altar.

    The bird landed, stunned for a moment, then flapped its damaged wings and flew away.

    “Kill that demon bird!” the High Priest said coldly.

    The general guarding the formation immediately ordered his men to pursue it.

    At that moment, the black bird, which had disappeared earlier, landed on the High Priest’s head.

    Unnoticed, it glanced back at Li Yu.

    No, this time, there was hatred in its eyes, different from before.

    Li Yu took a deep breath and looked behind her.

    A figure in black robes, their face hidden by a deep hood, stood about twenty feet away, silently watching the altar.

    The firelight outlined their vague silhouette.

    Li Yu took two steps forward, wanting to see their face, but only saw a starry sky beneath the hood.

    It wasn’t a human face.

    It was a starry sky, but not the sky one saw when looking up.

    Like the vast expanse of the cosmos, vast and lonely, inexplicably terrifying.

    Li Yu’s mind reeled, and she stumbled backward until Mu Tao steadied her.

    The cries and screams gradually faded.

    The crescent moon in the illusion hung directly above the altar.

    At the peak of its power, the blood of the sacrifices flowed through the grooves carved into the altar, converging to form a crimson pattern.

    “They called it a blood sacrifice, but it was just a spirit summoning formation all along.”

    The black bird’s voice was raspy as it looked at the moon.

    A blinding golden light erupted at the center of the altar.

    The blood formation rose from the ground, as if trying to trap the moon.

    Resentment, like blood-red smoke, was extracted from the sacrifices and drawn into the formation.

    Even the moonlight seemed tinged with red.

    “The figure in black told him that the child in the cold palace possessed the rarest innate spiritual essence. If he used the child’s soul to create a formation to gather resentment, he would gain unlimited power.”

    “This formation isn’t just a simple summoning formation; it can also trap all the evil spirits and souls it gathers.”

    “He’s a wicked cultivator; this was an irresistible temptation…”

    Using such a soul as the core of a formation to gather and trap resentment was indeed a source of unlimited power for a wicked cultivator.

    With such a terrifying formation in the city, and the Huai emperor ordering a massacre, no wonder the resentment lingered.

    Li Yu looked at the black bird and frowned. “What about you? Although you carry resentment, you’re still a demon; you can leave this place.”

    “…”

    “Why have you stayed here?” Li Yu stepped closer and asked in a low voice. “What do you hope to achieve by showing us this past?”

    “…”

    The black bird didn’t answer, just flew away.

    “Follow it!” Li Yu told Mu Tao and hurried after the bird.

    Before leaving the altar, she glanced back at the burning core.

    She wasn’t sure if it was her imagination, but within the flames, a force that didn’t belong to that era seemed to be trying to break the illusion.

    In a blink, the altar behind her vanished.

    Countless fragmented memories shattered and reformed before her eyes.

    She felt Mu Tao grab her arm in fear.

    When the scene solidified, they were once again outside the locked room.

    The black bird flew towards the injured white bird outside the window.

    In an instant, they merged.

    A flicker of pity appeared in Mu Tao’s eyes. “It’s badly injured!”

    Just as Li Yu was about to say something, a cold voice echoed,

    “You don’t have the power to change anything.”

    She turned towards the source of the voice and once again met that mesmerizing starry sky.

    He was looking at the white bird.

    More accurately, since he didn’t even have a face, Li Yu wasn’t sure if he could actually see anything, but it felt like he was staring at the bird.

    “I can give you power,” he said, his voice emotionless.

    The voice was strange and eerie, not quite human, yet clear enough to understand.

    The white bird, unable to speak, its green eyes gradually turning a deep crimson as it looked at the black-robed figure.

    It seemed to agree without hesitation, without considering the price.

    The next second, a star seemed to fall into its body.

    Its scorched white feathers gradually turned as dark as night.

    The weak little demon gained power that didn’t belong to it.

    Everything shattered into fragments again.

    These fragmented memories no longer formed a coherent scene but floated randomly in the air.

    A fragment flashed before Li Yu’s eyes; she saw Qin Ruoheng.

    She was being escorted to Mo Yijingxing’s bedchamber.

    After nine years of separation, the man sat beside her, a seemingly apologetic look in his eyes, saying something to her.

    Li Yu couldn’t hear anything, but she saw Qin Ruoheng, her eyes red, throw herself into his arms.

    A moment later, his expression changed, and he pushed her away.

    Half of a silver hairpin was embedded in his chest. He pulled it out, wincing in pain, and pointed his sword at her neck, but a wisp of black smoke restrained him.

    As his sword clattered to the floor, Qin Ruoheng picked it up, her face cold.

    She stood up and looked down at the man who controlled her fate.

    The guards around them tried to approach but were thrown back by the black smoke.

    After stabbing him seven times, the man finally stopped struggling.

    She pulled out the sword. The black bird landed on her shoulder, and they left the blood-soaked chamber together.

    Another memory flashed; the High Priest, dressed in white, collapsed before her.

    The black smoke dissipated from his body, his eyes filled with shock and resentment.

    Li Yu could see that Qin Ruoheng carried no demonic energy, nor any other strange power.

    Her once frail body, now fueled by hatred, had personally killed the people who had driven her to this point.

    The black bird stood by her side as she looked at the altar.

    The formation was complete, the blood-red light enveloping the altar, preventing her from approaching.

    The firewood at the center had burned to ashes.

    The night wind carried black snowflakes, swirling them through the air.

    But the fire hadn’t been extinguished; it had transformed into golden flames, seemingly eternal, flickering at the center of the unreachable altar.

    Her red-rimmed eyes were eerily still.

    The black bird, perched on her shoulder, nuzzled against her ear.

    It flew up, enveloped in a wisp of black smoke, and transformed into her image.

    Still unable to speak, it clumsily controlled the unfamiliar body, raised a hand, pointed at itself, then at her—its index and middle fingers, like small scissors, opened and closed twice before her eyes.

    A tearful smile appeared on the face identical to hers, then the figure turned and ran towards the city gates, now surrounded by the Huai army.

    The fluttering white dress gradually disappeared into the night, like the swaying tail feathers when it first brought back the flower.

    Even it’s gone, what do I have left?

    Li Yu suddenly heard the princess’s inner thoughts.

    Is it free now?

    Yes!

    Where will it fly to?

    I don’t know, but somewhere far, far away.

    Mother, where the kite went…didn’t matter…

    A kite with a broken string, no matter how high or far it flew…

    Would eventually fall.