"What the hell is going on?!"
Yu Zhibo met Chen Kuhe's dark, deep eyes, and even with his current cultivation, he felt an inexplicable sense of dread.
It was like staring into an unfathomable abyss.
"Father—"
Chen Kuhe's face contorted in pain, her voice laced with a plea for Yu Zhibo to save her.
Yu Zhibo's face darkened as he placed his slender palm on Chen Kuhe's head.
At the same time, the primordial spirit seated in his sea of consciousness slowly opened its eyes and, using Yu Zhibo's palm as a medium, "looked" into Chen Kuhe's world of consciousness.
The primordial spirit was the product of a transformed soul, and its ability to pierce through illusions far surpassed that of the Nascent Soul stage.
Yu Zhibo was confident that with his cultivation fully restored, he could identify and directly eliminate the hidden danger in Chen Kuhe's body.
"Don't panic!"
Yu Zhibo whispered words of comfort. His will, formed by his divine sense, stood tall in Chen Kuhe's sea of consciousness, and he gradually "saw" the entire world.
The next second, his pupils constricted sharply.
The last time he had entered Chen Kuhe's consciousness, it had been filled with countless scenes of pain, memories of her and her mother being bullied since she could remember.
But what he saw this time was completely different from any previous occasion.
From the perspective of the primordial spirit, the countless painful scenes in Chen Kuhe's consciousness lasted only for a moment before silently collapsing under the spirit's scrutiny. In their place, a sea of clouds formed by endless black mist emerged.
At the end of the black mist, a woman in a black dress sat languidly on a demonic throne formed by the condensed black mist, her long legs crossed. Her narrow eyes were half-closed, and she looked at him with a playful, mocking gaze.
This woman bore an eight-tenths resemblance to Chen Kuhe, looking like both Chen Kuhe's mother and an adult version of Chen Kuhe, exuding a mature, alluring aura and a captivatingly evil charm.
"Oh, you found out? As expected of Father."
The woman in the black dress smiled enchantingly, beckoning with a slender, white index finger. The distance between them instantly shortened to less than ten meters.
Before Yu Zhibo could react, he saw the woman on the demonic throne lower her crossed legs and, in the next moment, appear directly before him. Then, her chin felt a cool touch.
The woman's slender fingers pinched Yu Zhibo's spiritual avatar's chin, her beautiful face no more than an inch away.
Chen Kuhe's lips curved into a faint smile. "Father, why reveal my true face so early? I still wanted to spend more time with you."
Her voice was pleasant and melodious, carrying a seductive charm that made one's soul yearn to sink into it.
"So Chen Xiaoyun was you, and you are Chen Xiaoyun. How laughable that I even wanted to help you. What a huge irony!"
"How does it feel to be your own mother?"
Yu Zhibo's face was etched with self-mockery. At this moment, he had a general understanding of Chen Kuhe's identity.
Simply put, Chen Kuhe was suspected to be the reincarnation of a powerful demonic figure. Her purpose, judging by her previous actions, seemed to be to regain her lost emotions by reliving her mortal life.
There were countless examples of such situations in both the demonic and immortal realms.
Many demonic or immortal powerhouses would sever all their emotions to enter higher realms. In the end, when they reached the pinnacle, they would suddenly realize that what they cherished most was precisely the emotions they had discarded like refuse at the beginning...
It was a deeply ironic matter, but many had to experience it personally to understand. Clearly, Chen Kuhe was one of them.
"Don't say that!"
Chen Kuhe giggled. The endless black mist behind her surged, combining with her own power to form a terrifying "momentum" that immobilized Yu Zhibo's spiritual avatar, rendering it unable to move.
This was a form of domain control; in her sea of consciousness, she was the god who controlled everything.
After chuckling for a while, Chen Kuhe stared at Yu Zhibo's handsome face, her gaze gradually becoming infatuated. "I languished in the Demonic Abyss for hundreds of thousands of years, commanding billions of true demons, yet I found it utterly boring. Until I met you..."
"Father? Heh heh... an interesting title, but I don't actually want to be your daughter."
"Yu Zhibo... your name is Yu Zhibo, isn't it? You even lied to me, saying your name was Li Fang, heh heh heh..."
Chen Kuhe laughed charmingly, like a yandere, then said seductively, "How about... you accompany me to the Demonic Abyss and share the peak of bliss together?"
"Not interested!"
Yu Zhibo looked at her coldly, finding this terrifying "encounter" quite troublesome.
Suddenly, a flash of lightning struck his mind, and a chill ran up his spine. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Was it you who abducted me when I was ascending?"
He refused to believe such a coincidence existed in this world. Not only did his ascension fail, but he was also saddled with a yandere, lovesick woman. Did they think this was a novel!
But if he had been deliberately brought closer by the other party, what was her purpose?
Yu Zhibo's spiritual avatar struggled, finding itself completely unable to move, not even able to dissipate automatically.
From the outside, it appeared as though he was tenderly covering Chen Kuhe's head with his palm, but in reality, all his consciousness was imprisoned within Chen Kuhe's sea of consciousness.
His heart sank uncontrollably.
Who exactly was this demoness?!
Hearing Yu Zhibo's question, Chen Kuhe lightly clicked her tongue. "Such sharp intuition. As for why I chose to bring you here..."
She paused, and a hint of confusion flickered in her eyes. "Perhaps I found you interesting? In any case, I've always trusted my intuition. My intuition told me that even if my mortal cultivation was interrupted, I had to bring you here to play."
Play with me! Who did he offend?
Yu Zhibo's gaze grew colder. His avatar, summoning help and calling himself father, said, "System, come out!"
[Ding dong! Detected that the host requires assistance. The system is at your service!]
Yu Zhibo said coldly, "You're becoming more intelligent. Enjoying the show, are you?"
As his cultivation increased, he had long sensed that the system seemed to possess its own consciousness. Now, it seemed that was indeed the case.
But strangely, he felt no defensiveness towards it, much like a person wouldn't believe their own hand would kill them.
The system responded: [Do you wish to expend all energy points to summon a wisp of will from the host's peak-level wife to resolve the current predicament??]
Upon seeing this prompt, Yu Zhibo's expression froze. "Peak-level Xiao Jiu?"
Then he looked at the system's energy point balance: 678 billion, 551 million, 320 thousand points.
'Xiao Jiu is only in the Nascent Soul stage, isn't she? Summoning her costs 678 billion. Why don't you just rob a bank?'
Yu Zhibo was somewhat exasperated, feeling the system was being utterly unreasonable.
Moreover, it was summoning a wisp of Bai Chanyi's will. What, was she coming to see him one last time?
The system responded: [It is not the host's wife from the Nascent Soul stage, but the host's wife from the Great Luo Golden Immortal stage!]
Yu Zhibo: "!!!"
Great Luo Golden Immortal? Was it the future Bai Chanyi? Did the future Bai Chanyi reach the Great Luo Golden Immortal stage? Her will could directly cross the river of time to help him?
At this moment, Yu Zhibo's heart was stirred by a tempestuous wave.
But this was clearly not the time to dwell on it. He directly issued the command: "System, I agree. Summon my Great Luo Golden Immortal wife!"
Although his exchange with the system was not brief, Yu Zhibo's thoughts flashed extremely quickly. To the outside world, it only seemed like an instant.
Just as he was staring blankly upon hearing the system mention "the host's wife from the Great Luo Golden Immortal stage," a cold hand, like a slippery snake, caressed his cheek.
Chen Kuhe's infatuated voice reached his ears: "You look so cute when you're spacing out. I can't stand it for another second. Come with me to the Demonic Abyss, hee hee!"
With that, the endless sea of black mist in Chen Kuhe's consciousness split open, revealing a dark passage.
The passage was surrounded by churning black mist, from within which faint, extremely ferocious roars could be heard – neither human nor beast, utterly evil.
"This body is no longer needed. Return to the Abyss with me, and I will find you a better demonic body."
As if envisioning a beautiful future, Chen Kuhe smiled contentedly and was about to directly seize Yu Zhibo's primordial spirit through his avatar, thereby corrupting his spirit and causing him to fall into the demonic path.
At the critical moment, an incredibly cold female voice rang out:
"You, trying to steal my husband?!"