Ling Qianhe was perhaps the man most skilled at issuing threats in this world.
The little system, however, was no longer tense as if a storm was brewing. It sighed with a tutting sound.
"He's just putting on a brave face…"
"And who was it that cried like a dog later?"
"Wasn't it himself?"
"Host, he's too stubborn. He deserves to be disciplined by a heartless task executor like you. What do you mean heartless? If you died, why would he fall apart like that?"
Lin Muci lay in his arms, still appearing half-dead, but in reality, she was conversing casually with the little system.
"What's the next part of the plot?"
The little system said tremulously.
"This demon's heart is hard, but his intentions are soft…"
"All sorts of…?"
"In front of Helian Lanyan, in front of Feng Yuting, he still dared to act recklessly—although he did place a restriction on you, making it so others couldn't see you… He is, after all, the world's biggest jealous man."
"How could he let others see you looking moved?"
"Host, do you want to continue?"
Lin Muci: "..."
This was truly something. Wasn't this embarrassing enough?
And he wanted to do even more excessive things?
As expected of Ling Qianhe.
The blackening value must have broken through a trillion by now.
Her eyes lowered slightly, and she merely lifted her hand, but it was precisely this movement that revealed the chains on her wrist—and Helian Lanyan opposite her immediately recognized the black chains on her wrist, spitting out a mouthful of brilliant golden blood.
"How could you… do this to Xiao Ci—"
"Ling Qianhe!"
The youth opposite her slowly rubbed her tender lips with his fingertips.
He smiled.
On that devilishly handsome face, there was supreme authority and contempt.
"She belongs to me."
"Mine alone—for all eternity, I will chain her so she can never escape!"
One moment he wanted to kill, the next he chained someone to himself for eternity. Was this not schizophrenia?
The little system felt that Ling Qianhe was already in a half-mad state.
He simply held her, his gaze seeming to pass over the distant horizon, the dark energy in his pupils intertwined and tangled, then he said.
"You want to gather the power of the mortal and heavenly realms to eliminate me, this demon?"
"They truly are wasting their efforts."
"Is this body of mine something they can eliminate just because they want to—hehe."
The cold smile on his lips grew more pronounced, and then he slowly straightened his body and said.
"Xiao Ci, shall I take you to see another old acquaintance?"
"Since he's come to find you, it's perfect—I also really want to see how that man goes mad while you're lying in my arms!"
…
Feng Yuting was similar to Helian Lanyan; he was indeed in a state of breakdown.
When Helian Lanyan spoke of the Shan Hai Tu Ce being connected to Si Muci's soul, and revealed what she had endured back then, he had already collapsed.
When he returned to the Heavenly Realm, Zi Yanling was still dreaming of becoming the Heavenly Empress of the Human Emperor. This dream was directly shattered, and she was directly sealed in the Zhu Xie Ling Tower, enduring torture. As for Si Muci's senior brothers and sisters, they had always doted on Si Muci.
Finding Zi Yanling displeasing in every way.
They directly crippled her cultivation.
She had now returned to being a mortal. She struggled desperately, but no one paid her any mind. Her original intention in climbing onto Feng Yuting was precisely to become the Human Emperor's empress. Now, her dream was shattered, and she was in a sorry state!
And as she lay in the Zhu Xie Ling Tower—she was still immersed in her own fantasies.
She dreamt of how she had seduced Feng Yuting back then, how Feng Yuting, bewitched by her, mistook her for his secretly admired junior sister, and towards her… finally did that sort of thing!
She was overjoyed, entwining herself around Feng Yuting with the desperation of a cunning, beautiful snake.
She had used so much scheming.
It had taken her so long to make Si Muci disappear!
She clung to Feng Yuting, but in the next moment, her beautiful dream shattered. A black-haired youth directly pierced her spirit sea with a black dagger!
The pain made her gasp for breath.
She raised her head almost in disbelief.
The black-haired youth opposite her still had a cold smile on his brows and eyes, even looking at her as if she were the most lowly garbage.
A single glance made her body ache intensely, her soul damage, causing her to let out a miserable scream. She felt as if her very soul were being torn apart! This pain… this pain made one wish for death.
Yet, this youth said.
"Just suppressing you is too lenient."
"Although she is a heartless woman, even so, if one wants revenge, only I can do it."
"What kind of nonsensical thing are you, daring to betray her back then?"
"Killing you would be too easy for you!"
He raised his eyebrows and said.
"A wicked woman like you, worse than an animal, to be cast into the animal realm, your soul to be burned by fierce flames year after year—that, and only that, would be your retribution."
With a wave of his palm, Zi Yanling felt her body instantly shatter, and she plummeted downwards, seeing that she was truly about to fall into the animal realm. She let out a terrified scream, but she was beyond her control, her soul vanishing without a trace.
After Zi Yanling disappeared.
The murderous aura in the black-haired youth's eyes had not dissipated.
He looked up, and before him appeared a figure clad in a golden robe. That man's face was handsome, and streaks of golden light surrounded him. If one looked closely, they would be able to clearly see that it was the power of merit between heaven and earth!
And one who could possess such a dense aura of merit must be Feng Yuting.
"You are humans, you value propriety and appearance, and refuse to push things to the extreme. You don't even avenge her properly, hehe, it's truly laughable."
"Especially you, since you were bewitched by this woman back then and harmed Xiao Ci, you should have acted decisively like me and then committed suicide as atonement!"
"You are still sitting in the position of the Human Emperor today, is this your repentance?"
His pointed questions made Feng Yuting's expression extremely grim. Feng Yuting remained silent for a long time, then gave a wry smile, his voice low and hoarse.
"You are right. I am not as good as you."
Ling Qianhe glanced at the man opposite him, seeing his dispirited state, but then heard him say.
"You must hand over Xiao Ci—you are a demon, how can you keep her?"
Ling Qianhe merely sneered.
"What, you feel sorry for her?"
"Sorry, she is my person. In heaven and earth, she only bears children for me, only kisses my lips."
"As for you—you are an impure man, what right do you have to question me."
"You are the one who should get lost."
And with Ling Qianhe's words, Feng Yuting's face also turned pale!