Reincarnated as the Mad Villain’s Servant… But She’s Just Channeling Her Inner Couch Potato?!

Leo Tingan was your average run-of-the-mill corporate drone. And her biggest dream was to just be a slacker and do absolutely nothing. Then one day, she woke up and found she'd been teleported into the number one cultivation sect in a fantasy world. The most terrifying part, she had zero of the original owner's memories. Daring at the polite, gentlel looking young man in front of her who claimed to be her Master. She was so scared she didn't dare move a muscle. She was terrified he'd realize his student was a completely different person and vaporize her with a

flick of his wrist. Seeing her dazed look, her new master spoke softly. Ting Yan, my student, you really don't have to work so hard. You joined the sect late. Your cultivation level is low, and you're the most junior member here. The eight palaces are only picking their best disciples for this selection. Our little Chingu Peak is really just here to fill a quota. The Grand Ancestor has been in seclusion on the Three Saints mountain for 500 years and is finally coming out. For our sect, the number one righteous sect in the cultivation world, this is

a huge deal. The whole world is celebrating with us. Liotin just trailed behind him, pretending to listen and nodding thoughtfully. But inside her head, it was all just noise. What is any of this? I don't understand a single word. Since she had no idea how to get back home, she figured she'd just have to play along for now. She tried to picture what a grand ancestor would look like. Probably some old dude with a long white beard and white hair, right? She just hoped he wasn't a jerk. She cautiously asked her new master. So, is

the Grand Ancestor easy to get along with? He smiled. Don't worry. The Grand Ancestors title is Dowist Xiang. He's a generation Older than our own sect master. He's the sectm's marshall uncle. I've never met him myself, but just based on his title, he sounds like a kind and generous elder. With that, he summoned a cloud and flew her to the gathering place, which got Liao Tingan super excited. As long as she didn't blow her cover, this whole thing was actually kind of cool. The selection area was already packed with hundreds of female cultivators of all

shapes and sizes. Liao Tingan was Floored. Was the Grand Ancestor picking a wife? Or was this an audition for a new girl group? In the crowd, Munish, the sect master's niece, noticed how beautiful Liaoing Yan was and came over to strike up a conversation. Which peak is this junior sister from when her master explained she was a new disciple? Munish sense of alarm vanished. She figured Liao Tingan was just a pretty face with a weak cultivation level and had no chance of being chosen. So, she And a few other women threw a few backhanded compliments

their way before leaving. After they left, her master quietly comforted her. Don't feel any pressure. It doesn't matter if you're not chosen. I won't blame you. Lioting obediently grunted in agreement, not taking it to heart at all. Why would she be stressed? She was literally just here to be a background character. After a deep bell chimed, the crowd fell silent. Five streaks of light shot down from the Sky, landing on the plaza and transforming into five people. The female cultivators started whispering excitedly. The sect master is here in person. A few years ago, when that

worldending demon appeared, only four of the palace masters showed up. Today, just to pick a few people, they're all here. They must be taking this super seriously. The sect master began to speak. Today we will select 100 disciples from among you to go and serve The grand ancestor Dowist Shiang. Then he and the other palace masters cast a spell, releasing thousands of rays of spiritual light. Anyone who was enveloped in the light was chosen. A ray landed on Liaoing, but unlike the others who were ecstatic, she was just speechless. I thought I was just here

for show. How did I get picked? A moment later, the lights vanished. When the chosen disciples opened their eyes, they were already outside the palace where The grand ancestor had been in seclusion. The grand palace was surrounded by iron pillars with massive chains wrapped tightly around a central tower. A huge jade plaque with the character for seal floated above the tower. Leotin had a feeling this setup looked less like a meditation retreat and more like a prison for something terrifying. The other women were either nervous or terrified. The Three Saints Mountain has been sealed for

500 years. I can't believe this is what it looks like inside. Doesn't this place feel creepy to you guys? What's with all the chains? Wait, I don't think I can use my spiritual energy freely. What's going on? Suddenly, a scream cut through the air, making the atmosphere even weirder. These flowers, like they look like the Sunoon Nethers. Why are there so many of them here? Liao Tingan, having no memories, had no idea what a sunoon netherpool was. To her, they just looked Like pretty snow white peies with black centers and leaves. She didn't get why

the girl was so freaked out. She wanted to ask, but the sectmaster and the others arrived and told them to be quiet. Leoing watched the floating sect master with wonder. This cultivation world was nuts. He could even project his voice into their heads. The sect master's stern voice echoed in her mind. I have some instructions for all of you. After Dowist Tizang emerges, you must do Whatever it takes to win his favor. Whoever succeeds will be rewarded beyond measure. Daist TZ is no ordinary man. You must serve him with the utmost care and never ever

anger him. Otherwise, you will face certain death. And remember, you are to report everything about Dowist Chiang back to me. Lao Tingan started to feel a little panicky. Something about the sect master's words felt wrong. Weren't you the one who said he was a kind, gentle old ancestor? Why Does it suddenly sound like there's a huge risk of dying? And if this guy is so dangerous, why send a bunch of us here? Are we supposed to be sacrifices to calm him down or something? Just then, a deep bell echoed from within the mountain, and the

ground began to shake. An invisible shock wave radiated outwards, causing everyone to scream in pain. Liao Tingan having the lowest cultivation level was scraped and bleeding in several places just from the Aftershock. The sect master immediately dropped to his knees and cowtowed shouting, "Marshall uncle, please calm your anger." Everyone else fell to their knees in unison, yelling, "Grand ancestor, please calm your anger." Their voices shook the entire area, but even so, they could all clearly hear a cold, hateful sneer. When I get out, you are all going to die. Liao Ting Yan was completely done.

Are we absolutely sure this is a righteous ancestor and not Some demon lord? The sect master suppressing his panic respectfully presented a letter. Marshall uncle, shortly after you went into seclusion 500 years ago, my master passed away. Before he died, he left this letter for you, hoping to present it to you in person. The ancestors cold voice rang out again. After getting permission, the sectmaster rose and walked into the mists of the mountain, leaving the disciples waiting anxiously outside. Half an hour later, the sect master stumbled out, clutching his face. It was obvious he'd been

beaten up. His handsome, refined face was a mess of bruises. He weakly commanded, "The grand ancestor is out. No one is to disturb him. The female disciples chosen to serve him will stay. Everyone else, leave." With that, he practically fled the scene. Being seen in such a pathetic state by his disciples was too humiliating. Lao Tingan and the others Turned around and saw a gigantic black snake with cold red vertical pupils staring at them. A familiar scream nearly burst her eardrums. Munishang was the first to compose herself, stepping forward and bowing respectfully to the snake.

Senior, we are disciples who have come to meet the grand ancestor. The sectmaster has ordered us to serve him. The blacknake scanned each of them, but didn't make things difficult. It turned and led them through a maze of palaces To the central hall. Loing saw fresh blood stains on the walls and couldn't help but tremble. Please don't tell me that's from the sect master just now. This is terrifying. I want to go home. After a while, the snake stopped in the middle of a large hall. On a throne directly in front of them sat a

barefoot man who spoke two words. Come here. Laingan had never heard someone make two simple words sound so dark and menacing. Munish led the group forward to bow. Greetings, Grand ancestor. Laingan peaked along with everyone else and only saw a pair of feet that were almost unnaturally pale. A string of red beads was tied around one ankle, which for some reason sent a jolt through her. The ancestor walked towards them, his feet peeking in and out from under his black robes. He stopped in front of the girl next to her. You've got a lot of

nerve. After he said that, Liao Tingan felt something wet splash onto her. A pool of Thick red blood spread across the floor. The girl next to her had collapsed, her eyes wide open in death. Lo Tingan forced herself to stay standing. This is insane. Why did he just kill her? What the hell is going on? Then she noticed the dead girl's face was slowly turning red, and in a blink, she transformed into a different person. A female cultivator gasped. That's not junior sister Wanu. Who is that? How did she sneak in? At that moment, no

one noticed That the ancestor was now standing right in front of Liao Tingan. He lifted her chin. You've got a lot of nerve. The last time he said that, the girl next to her dropped dead. Now he was lifting her chin and Liaoing soul nearly flew back to the 21st century. Her mind was screaming, "How am I brave? I didn't do anything. You've got the wrong person, old man. Don't kill me." Maybe her mental plea was too strong because the ancestor Simma Jao suddenly felt a sharp Pain in his head. He gave her a deep

look before letting go. Liao Tingyans legs gave out and she collapsed to the floor. I can still breathe. Am I saved? She looked up at him in a daze. He seemed fine just a second ago, but now his face was twisted in pain and rage, the corners of his eyes turning red. The spiritual energy around him was radiating violence. All of you get out. His sudden outburst scared everyone and they scrambled to Escape. Even the giant black snake seemed terrified, grabbing the corpse with its mouth and fleeing with the group. As she neared the main

gate, Liao Ting glanced back and thought, "He just flips out for no reason. Is this ancestor a total psycho?" It wasn't until she was outside the palace breathing fresh air that she finally snapped out of it. Wow, I actually survived. The female cultivators gathered outside the tower. Munishang Took it upon herself to be the leader. Ladies, since the sect master wants us to serve the grand ancestor, we have to stay here. Let's find a place to live first. Yunuer, the granddaughter of the head of the Yun family, wasn't having it. She gathered her own clique

and challenged Munang. Senior sister, it doesn't seem like the grand ancestor wants us to serve him. I'm afraid we're just wasting our time here. Munishang, annoyed at being contradicted, snapped. Yun Shuer, stop spreading nonsense. Yun Shuer shot back without fear. Nonsense? We all saw how miserably that girl died just now. Munishs face turned red with anger. That woman wasn't Junior's sister Wanu. The ancestor probably killed her because he saw through her disguise. Yinshu laughed mockingly. Yeah, right. Who's going to believe that? Soon, words weren't enough, and the two of them summoned their magic weapons and

started fighting for real. Lioting Yan stood alone on the side, watching the drama unfold. Wait, aren't we supposed to be cultivators? Why does this feel like a palace soap opera? A Thai soap opera at that? A dagger came flying out of nowhere and nearly hit her. Loing quickly ducked away and found a place to hide. She had just barely survived the ancestor. She wasn't about to die here. After a while, things finally quieted down. They had split into two groups and gone to find Separate living quarters. Liao Tingan came out and looked around. Seeing that

no one cared about her, who had been singled out by the ancestor, afraid of getting caught up in whatever was going on with her, she actually felt a sense of freedom. Whatever. Being alone is fine. It's not like I'm from this world anyway. If I die, maybe I'll just go back home. To be honest, she wasn't really afraid of dying. It was the pain of dying that scared her. So she decided To just give up completely. She found a quiet spot and went to take a nap. Little did the women know, the ancestor, Simma Jiao,

was sitting on his giant black snake, listening to every word they said. The leaders of both factions were busy hyping up their followers. Fortune favors the bold. I'm sure your families all told you what's at stake before you came. We have to win the ancestors favor before anyone else. The very survival of our Genchin Immortal Sect depends on it. Sema Jouiao snorted, his voice filled with disgust and murderous intent. Listen to them. The nerve on these things. Sema Jiao stood up and walked steadily to the snake's head. The black snake beneath him trembled slightly. Its

master's mood was so unpredictable. Even after all these years, his sudden changes still scared the scales off it. The snake dutifully crawled forward, trying its best to be a good self-driving mount. It suddenly Heard its master grunt and immediately stopped. Sema Jiao's interest was peaked by the woman sleeping in the sun not far away. Everyone else was so tense and lost, yet she could sleep so peacefully. As he landed, the black snake instantly shrank down and glared at the oblivious Liao Tingan. What kind of maniac dares to sleep right under the master's nose? Lo Tingan

was fast asleep. Sema Jiao walked over to her, glancing at the Blindfold on her face and the half empty bamboo tube next to her. This one was a deep sleeper. He sat down on the edge of her makeshift bed and lifted her blindfold. Well, well, it's the one with the most nerve. The black snake recognized her too and felt a little shot in Freuda. She's so dead. This one is definitely a goner. Simma Jaos fingers touched Liao Tingans cheek, and a strange smile appeared on his face, so even someone from the demon Domain could sneak

in. His fingers suddenly wrapped around her neck and slowly tightened. I wonder if those idiots at Genchin Immortal Se to piss me off on purpose or if they're really so useless they didn't notice. Then again, what do I care what the demon domain is planning against the sect? He had noticed the issue with her bloodline earlier and had planned to kill her, but now he suddenly didn't want to. After letting her go, he casually ran his hand Over the black snake's scales and easily plucked one out. The black snake looked wounded. Why'd you have to

pull out one of my scales again? Simma Xiao ignored the snake's silent complaint and flashed a wicked grin. You know, I might be even more excited to see the Gangchin immortal sect burn than the demons are. Liao Ting Yan, blissfully napping in the sun, had no idea she had just narrowly escaped death. When she woke up, the sun was setting. Thanks to her excellent Slacker mentality, she found a room to stay in, grabbed her bamboo tube, and started wandering around, sipping as she went. The more she thought about it, the more she realized this wasn't

so bad. The scenery was great. There was food and drink, and she didn't have to work. It was like a free vacation. She caught sight of the Sunmoon Nether Pools she'd seen earlier and was amazed. So cool. At night, the flowers and leaves had swapped colors. Suddenly, she heard a Rustling sound nearby. She figured someone else was out admiring the flowers like her. Peeking through the leaves, she saw that a female cultivator was not just admiring them. She had picked several, muttering, "I can't believe such beautiful flowers grow in this god-forsaken place. She didn't notice

the ghostly figure standing behind her." Loing recognized it immediately. It was the ancestor who killed people at the drop of a hat. Her Gut told her this girl was screwed. She wanted to warn her, but didn't dare make a sound or even move. She watched in horror as the ancestor casually twisted the girl's head off. Blood spurted from the headless corpse in a brutal display of violence. Having witnessed two murders in one day, Liaoing collapsed to the ground, clamping her hand over her mouth to keep from vomiting and attracting the ancestors attention. She prayed he

wouldn't see her, that she Hadn't seen anything. She decided she would just hide in her room from now on and never wander around again just in case she ran into him. Luckily, the ancestor didn't notice her. After the big snake finished eating the body, they left. Liao Tingan scrambled back to her room. She was usually a great sleeper. Even after being thrown into a cultivation world and witnessing two murders, it didn't affect her sleep. Around 2:00 in the morning, when she was In her deepest sleep, the black snake deliberately grew to its full size, slithered

onto her bed, and hissed at her for a while. Seeing no reaction, it looked confused. "My presence is so obvious. How is she not waking up? She can't be this clueless. Did she pass out?" So, it shrank back down and flicked its forked tongue, licking her face. In her sleep, Liao Tingan felt the dampness and sleepily pushed the snake's head away. Don't mess with me. It's the Middle of the day. In her dream, she thought the snake was her pet from back home. She pushed it aside and instinctively started petting it. But instead of fur,

her hand met something cold and scaly. Feeling something was off, Liao Tingan slowly opened her eyes and saw a terrifying massive jaw. The black snake's red eyes stared at her, devoid of any warmth. Lioting Yan was instantly wide awake. Thinking the snake saw her as a midnight snack, she quickly Got on her knees and begged, "Dude, snake bro, can't you ration your food a little? There are a hundred of us. If you eat one a day, that's enough for 3 months. But at this rate, eating three a day, you'll run out in a month." She

had completely misunderstood the black snake. It didn't even like eating corpses. Its master was just a neat freak who used it as a garbage disposal. But since it couldn't speak, it couldn't explain that it just wanted a drink. So The two of them were at a standstill. Finally, the black snake had a rare moment of brilliance. It coiled its tail around the bamboo tube Liao Tingan had been drinking from and placed it in front of her. Lao Tingan picked it up tentatively. Oh, so you like this? Seeing the black snake nod enthusiastically, she could almost

see the anticipation in its eyes. She let out a long sigh of relief. Oh my god, I think I just saved my own life. Let me Get you the large size. It'll be more than enough. It's a drink I found in my storage pouch. It's this magic bamboo that constantly refills with sweet bamboo juice. The moment she took out the larger bamboo tube, she saw the snake's tail start wagging faster. It was clearly thrilled. Listening to the snake chugging the bamboo juice, Liao Tingan couldn't help but think, "This giant snake the ancestor raised is kind

of like a dog. Only the ancestor could Turn a giant snake into a puppy. He really is something else." From that day on, the black snake would sneak over every night for its bamboo juice fix. And the two of them grew closer without even realizing it. One day, Yun Shiu and her followers came to the central tower to request an audience with the ancestor. For people who were practically volunteering to die, Simma Jiao was kind enough to grant their wish. Well, what do you want? Yun Shiwi Put on a delicate and submissive act. This disciple

has come to serve the grand ancestors daily needs. Simma Xiao was a man of action and had no patience for fake pleasantries. He directly cast a truth spell and told her to repeat what she had just said. Yunuer was terrified, but she couldn't stop herself from speaking her true thoughts. I'm here to become the Grand Ancestors woman. As long as I can give birth to a child with the Sema family's blood, once The Feng Xan clan's bloodline has another heir, we can trap and kill the Grand Ancestor and eliminate this great threat to the Genchin

immortal sect, and our Yun family can become the new masters of the sect. Sema Xiao listened to her without a change in expression. It was nothing he hadn't expected. He then cast the truth spell on her followers. And you? The other woman was also filled with fear and resistance, but she couldn't control her own words. I pretended to follow Yunua so I could find a chance to take her place. Seize the opportunity for the Moo family to establish a new palace and surpass the Yun family. Yunu glared at her with pure hatred. If she could

move, she would have probably run her through with a sword right then and there. Sema Jiao watched their expressions, a snear playing on his lips. It's been so many years, and you're all still using the same boring tricks. I'm the last of the Sema family. If I die, the Genchin Immortal sect is finished. All your palace masters, your clans, all of you, the entire sect will die with me." After he finished laughing, Yun Shiuas entire group dropped dead. At the same time, their soul lamps back at the sect were extinguished, indicating their souls had been

completely shattered. The head of the Yunclan went to the sect master, spitting with frustration. Does Simma Jiao really have no fear? More Than half of the 100 female cultivators we sent are already dead. The sect master just smiled. What do I have to be afraid of now? If he hadn't been weakened and was still trapped on the Three Saints mountain, the Gangchin immortal sect would probably already be wiped out. Just wait and see. The rest of the demons will show their true color soon enough. Meanwhile, Liaoing spent her days in her room, eating and sleeping,

and occasionally bonding with The ancestors black snake. She never meddled in anything, wasn't curious about anything, and was thoroughly enjoying her work-free vacation. Before she knew it, she had managed to survive for several days. One night, while she was sleeping soundly, a sharp pain shot through her stomach. When she woke up, the pain was even worse. She thought she was getting her period, but there was no blood. Is the anatomy of a female cultivator this weird, all pain and no Period? She had no answers, and the pain just kept getting stronger. She coughed up a

mouthful of blood and passed out. The black snake saw her lying there, barely breathing, and panicked. It hesitated between getting a drink and facing its psycho master's wrath. In the end, it carried the unconscious Liao Tingan back to Simma Xiao's central tower. Master, save her. Simma glanced at the person on the floor, then at his not so bright snake. What did she do? Why do you want to save her? The black snake didn't know how to answer, but a noise from the person on the floor saved it. Liao Tingan had regained a bit of consciousness

and was muttering, so cold. She instinctively crawled towards warmth and ended up hugging Sema Jiao's leg, pressing herself against it. Give me a blanket. Sema's expression changed. This was the first time anyone had dared to hug him. This demon spy really was bold. The black snake trembled, Thinking, "It's over. This girl is really dead this time." But instead of his master going on a murderous rampage, he just saw Sema Jao place a hand on Liao Tingyan's stomach. Soon, he figured out why she had collapsed. It was the bone corroding poison from the demon domain. Whether

this is a trick or not, it's just a cheap ploy to me. With that thought, he pulled Liao Tingan up and into his arms as if preparing to save her. The black snake was confused. What Was its unpredictable master up to now? Was he really going to use his own blood to save this girl? It watched cautiously from the side. Simma Xiaos blood was special. It could cure a h 100red poisons. He pinched Liao Tings mouth open and stuck a finger inside, waiting for her to bite down and drink his blood like the black snake

did, but all he felt was the warmth of her mouth. Simma Jiao's eyes flashed. This was getting more and more interesting. After Holding his finger in her mouth for a while, it was still intact. He forgot that humans and snakes are different. He pulled his hand back in disgust. Useless human teeth. He then stuck his finger in the black snake's mouth for a second before letting a drop of blood fall into Liao Tingyan's mouth. He didn't leave right away, wanting to ask her some questions when she woke up. But he waited and waited, and she

didn't stir. What's going on? My blood can't cure a Simple demon poison. He put his finger back in her mouth, trying to get her to drink more. The unconscious Liaoing soul was in agony. The intense pain in her stomach had faded, replaced by a chilling cold that spread through her limbs. In her subconscious, she felt like she was really going to die this time. If I die, can I go home? Suddenly, she tasted something sweet, followed by an overpowering warmth that surged through her body, chasing away the pain And the cold. It felt amazing. Being

the carefree person she was, Liao Tingan just felt warm and cozy, didn't question it, and pulled the covers up to go back to sleep. Sema Jiao watching from the side was speechless. So it wasn't that his blood wasn't potent enough. She didn't wake up because she had simply fallen back asleep. Her ability to sleep was truly remarkable. Even Simma Jiao, a top tier predator, had a strange look on his face. This is the agent the demon Domain went through all that trouble to send me. He glanced at the dumbfounded black snake next to him and

shook his head. No, this woman is not simple. She's not like the other idiots who run up to me and get themselves killed. She even managed to quietly win over this stupid snake. Maybe today's episode was all part of her plan. The more he thought about it, the more pleased Simma became. Not bad. Good tactics. Much more interesting than the usual boring crowd. With that, he reached out and pinched Liao Tingyans chin to get a better look. Such a cunning mind to go with that seductress face. This time, Liao Tingyan finally woke up. The first

thing she saw was the murderous ancestor looking down at her, and her soul nearly left her body, especially since he was smiling with that bloodthirsty red glint in his eyes. "You're awake? Your nerve is really?" Liao Tingan had no idea what had just happened. All she knew was that She had to get away. She instinctively rolled off the bed and started cowtowing. Grand ancestor, spare me. Her eyes were filled with confusion and terror. She felt like she was going to die. This was the second time he'd said she had nerve, but she was totally innocent.

If she really had nerve, she wouldn't be feeling the urge to pee right now. Simma Jiao saw her genuinely bewildered expression and thought her acting was superb. But he didn't like It. He felt an urge to do something about it. So, he asked the ultimate question, "What are you here for?" Liao Tingan gave the standard reply. This disciple is here to serve the grand ancestor. Simouia thought. I knew it. Same old answer. He raised his hand and used his family's unique ability, the power of truth. With a single point of his finger, almost everyone became

an open book to him. He pointed at her forehead and asked again, "Answer me. What are you here for?" Liotings true thoughts came pouring out. I'm here to fix my sleep schedule, relax, and basically take a much needed vacation. Simma Jiao had expected to hear some grand conspiracy, but instead he got this completely unrelated answer. He had absolute faith in his ability. Under the power of his bloodline, no one could lie to him, especially not the woman in front of him, so he knew she was telling the truth. But it was that very truth That

left him so speechless. Listen to this. Is she even speaking human language? It seems this demon spy has fried her brain with all that dark cultivation. Lao Tingan, after answering, was doubly horrified. What happened? How did my words change like that? It must be this jerk's doing. This fantasy world is trying to kill me. It even has a truth buff. What terrified her even more was that the ancestor, who had been fine a moment ago, was now Choking her again. Simma Jiao looked at her suspiciously. Do you want to kill me? He thought. All those

old geysers at Genchin are scared to even come near me. Anyone from the demon domain who isn't completely insane wouldn't come here to relax. Leoting felt like she was suffocating. Under the effect of the truth spell, she managed to force out two words. I don't. Simma Jiao was even more confused. He asked almost frantically, "Why don't you want to kill Me?" Liao Tingan just thought the ancestor must have a screw loose and maybe a persecution complex. She struggled to answer because there's no reason to. We're not enemies. Sema Jiao froze. He never expected her true

answer to be that. It brought back some bad memories and his expression became twisted. A murderous aura radiating from him. You don't need a reason to kill someone in this world. For example, right now, for no reason at all, I want To kill you. What do you think about that? Huing couldn't understand how a grand ancestor of an immortal sect could be so psycho, so unreasonable, wanting to kill people for no reason. Is this whole cultivation world this brutal? Her mouth continued to betray her. I think that's fine. It's not like I can fight you

anyway. After saying that, her face was a mask of despair. When is this truth buff going to wear off? Just give me a chance to beg for my life, please. What if he just smacks me and I die? I want to at least try to survive. Sema Jiao's lips curved into an unreadable smile. He stared at the struggling woman and suddenly lost the desire to kill her. You want to kill me, but I don't want to kill you anymore. Having escaped death and able to breathe again, Liao Tingan coughed for a long time before she

recovered. She glanced at the ancestor standing ramrod straight and was just speechless. One second he Wants to kill me, the next he doesn't. This guy must have some kind of teenage angst thing going on. Then she heard his command. From now on, you will come and serve me. Lioting Yan was stunned. She really didn't want to, but she was in no position to refuse to survive, even if it meant going back to being a corporate drone. She had to agree. Fine, I understand. The black snake now had a coworker, which made it ridiculously happy. Finally,

someone to suffer with Me. Meanwhile, Munishang was trying to rally her group to go see the ancestor and get a chance to serve him. But because he was a total murder machine, the group of a hundred had dwindled to less than half. Faced with the very real threat of death, some of them chickenened out. Senior sister, I'm too scared to see the Grand Ancestor. Munishings face was calm. Serving the Grand Ancestor? Wasn't that what you begged for in the first place? The girl Dropped to her knees, her face full of regret. I don't want to

anymore, senior sister. I'm scared of him. Has he has he fallen to the dark side? Why else would he kill disciples from our own sect? If he could kill them, he could kill me. Please let me go. Munishing saw the fear in everyone else's eyes and tested them. Anyone else feel the same way? Then get lost. The other women didn't hesitate for a second. They turned and ran, which made Moonangs face darken with anger. You cowards. You can't even handle a small test like this. How could you ever hope to catch the grand ancestors eye?

She thought to herself that she was chosen by the sectmaster. She wasn't like these commoners. She was the only one who knew the ancestor was from the Fang Shan clan, the only one who knew the taboo circumstances of his birth and the tragedy he caused. She was confident she understood him better than anyone. Now that even Yun Shiu was dead and she Was still alive, it was clear the ancestor favored her. If she just came to the central tower to pay her respects everyday, she would surely move him. Liao Tingan, feeling all the dread of

a Monday morning, arrived at the central tower and saw Munish kneeling there, occasionally calling out, "This disciple has come to serve the Grand Ancestor. Please accept me." Liao Tingan gave her a silent thumbs up. Wow, this girl is a warrior. I want to be as far away from That psychoan as possible, and she's actively trying to get close to him. That's some serious mental fortitude. No wonder she's the leader. Her dedication is on another level. The sound of her footsteps caught Munichangs attention. You're still alive. Leoting had been about to say hello, but after hearing

that, she changed her mind. I'm not playing with someone that rude. Dying was not an option. She planned to hide out forever. She walked towards the gate Of the central tower. Munish watched her, a hint of anticipation in her eyes. Recently, anyone who got too close to the tower died. The only one who could stay this close was her. She didn't stop Liao Tingan. Just waited coldly to see how she would die, even taunting her. Do you really think the Grand Ancestors place is somewhere that just anyone can knock and the door will open? Lao

Tingys hand froze halfway to the door. She grumbled to herself. Well, What am I supposed to do? The boss told me to start work but didn't give me a key card. The security gate won't let me in, so knocking is my only option, right? The next second, the door opened by itself. Liao Tingan couldn't help but retort in her head. Nice. It's a smart door. I didn't even have to knock. She calmly walked inside. Munish face was a mask of disbelief. What just happened? She didn't die. She just walked in. She had been so sure

that she was the one The ancestor valued most. But that belief was suddenly shattered. The proud Mooney couldn't take it. She immediately got up and tried to follow her inside. The moment her foot crossed the threshold, a horrifying scream erupted from her mouth, and she exploded into a shower of blood and gore. Leoing spun around to see what was happening, but the great door had already slammed shut, blocking her view. The lingering smell of blood, however, made it pretty clear What had just happened to the other girl. Her already trembling heartbeat even faster. As she

backed away, she bumped into the ancestor, who had appeared behind her without a sound. Simma Jiao saw her expression and smiled faintly. The person outside is dead. Liao Tingan, having witnessed yet another person die right in front of her, was now even more terrified of the ancestor. He grabbed her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye. Do you know Why I killed her? Most of the others I killed were greedy, ambitious, or just plain stupid. They were an eyesore, so I killed them. But that one just now was different. She was a puppet,

specially trained by someone else. So, of course, she had none of those things. Compared to greed that you can see at a glance, I hate these mindless, soulless puppets even more. I couldn't even be bothered to kill someone like her. But today, she was too loud, and it annoyed me. With That, he turned and walked up the stairs. Liao Tingan followed silently, more confused about this ancestor than ever. Why is he in the mood to tell me all this, and he came down personally to lead me upstairs? He seems almost nice. No, it's definitely an

illusion. After climbing more than 10 floors with the ancestor, Liao Tingan's legs felt like jelly. The fear of the ancestor and the nausea from seeing another death had been completely replaced by sheer Exhaustion. I'm so tired. If we keep climbing, I'm going to die of exhaustion before the ancestor even gets a chance to kill me. But the ancestor ahead of her showed no signs of stopping. So, she had to force her legs to keep moving. After reaching the 22nd floor, they finally arrived in a large hall. Liao Ting Yan collapsed onto the floor, complaining internally.

This body is so weak and you call yourself a cultivator. Come on, ancestor. Give me a break. I Seriously can't walk another step. Suddenly, she saw a red lotus growing in a pool up ahead. Flame was burning right on top of it. This strange sight completely captivated her. She instantly felt a surge of energy and stood up to get a closer look. The fire is burning so brightly, but the lotus is perfectly fine. In a fantasy world like this, something this weird has to be incredibly valuable. She was lost in thought until a cold sensation

on her Neck snapped her back to reality. She had forgotten about the moody ancestor. Simma Jao pressed on her neck, leading her to the fiery red lotus. Do you know what this is? He asked casually plucking a petal and showing it to her. Liao Tingan answered without hesitation. It's a lotus. Wait, did I just hear that flower scream? Did a flame just cry like a baby? I must be hearing things. Simma Jiao sneered. You don't know anything and they just let you in like this? Lio Tingan nodded innocently. Yeah, nobody told me anything. Simma Xiao

gave her a meaningful look. The demon domain really has gone downhill. He then crushed the petal in his fist and tossed it on the ground. Lioting thought she heard another sob. Dimmao didn't bother explaining. He just told Liao Tingan to come and water the thing everyday, then turned and left. Liao Tingan was dumbfounded. Are you serious? There's a flower under the flame, sure, but won't Watering it put the fire out. She didn't dare ask, but she cursed him out in her head. Freaking boss has no conscience. First day on the job for a new employee,

and he just drops this bizarre task on me and walks away with no memories of the original owner. She just did what the ancestor told her to do. No questions asked. If he said water it, she'd water it. She took a gourdshaped watering can from her storage pouch, filled it with water, and poured it on The flame. With a sizzle, the flame suddenly let out a loud and screamed, "You bully! You poured water on me! I'm going to burn you to death." The flame leaped up, a huge mouth-like crack appearing in it, and shot a

stream of fire straight at Liao Tingan. Liao Tingans mind was blown. Holy crap, the flame can actually talk. It's alive. This cultivation world is insane. I didn't think watering a flower would be a life-threatening job. She quickly Backed away, aimed her gourd sprinkler at the fireb breathing flame, and let it have it. Don't panic. Stay calm. I can win this. In no time, the little flame went from arrogant and aggressive to crying and whining. It knew when it was beat and surrendered, saying in a pitiful voice, "Please stop watering me. It really hurts." Lo, Tingan,

intrigued, stopped to chat with the little flame. The little flame spoke again. I've never seen you before. Who are you? How did You get brought here by that guy? Lao Tingan replied calmly. I'm here to serve the Grand Ancestor. The little flame jumped. So, you're a disciple of the Genchin Immortal sect. I knew it. I knew someone would come to rescue me from that guy. Since you're from the sect, you're not allowed to water me anymore. Laing Yan gave it a look. If I don't water you, how am I supposed to explain it to the

ancestor? The little flame said matterof factly. Aren't you his Woman? Just act cute with him and you'll be fine. Lioting gave it a weird look. How did I become the ancestors woman? How did you even come to that conclusion? The little flame explained that anyone who could stay here must be one of his people. You're a woman, so you're his woman. What's wrong with that? Didn't the people who sent you here teach you? Hurry up and get that guy under control. I can't take this life anymore. Liao Tingan didn't say Another word and just went

back to watering it. Shut up already, she thought. As expected of the ancestors fire. It's just as crazy as he is. Then again, they've been locked up here for 500 years, so it's no wonder they're seriously messed up. The little flame getting sprayed started crying and cursing. Sema Xiao is insane. If he puts me out, he'll die with me. And you, you stupid woman. How dare you water me? One day, when I get my power back, I'm going To burn you to ashes and sprinkle them in front of that bastard Sema Xiao. Suddenly, Sema Jiao's

cold laugh echoed through the hall. Is that so? Both of them realized the untouchable ancestor had returned. Seeing the violent look in Sema Jiao's eyes, as if he was about to rip the lotus petals off. The arrogant little flame instantly deflated, the little flame was all talk and no action. After threatening the worker, Liao Tingan, and cursing out the ancestor, it Got its red lotus petals plucked by Sema Xiao. The little flame burst into tears. My flower. I worked so hard to grow that flower. Liao Ting Yan watched in shock. All that watering for nothing.

Simma Xiao, completely unfazed by the flames wailing, finished plucking the petals, felt satisfied, and silently left again. Liao Tingan was truly impressed by this ancestor, who appeared and disappeared like a ghost, and was so incredibly moody. With the ancestor gone, the Little flame went back to being a bully, trying to trick Liao Tingan. Forget about that psychossema jao. Come help me. I can give you lots of treasures. See these petals? One petal is worth a thousand years of cultivation. If you help me, I'll give you 20 petals. How generous is that? La Tingan glanced at

the not so bright little flame and snorted. Why would I need you to give them to me? I can just pick up the ones the ancestor threw away. Thanks for Letting me know they're treasures, by the way. She then took out her storage pouch and started collecting the petals Sema Jiao had ripped off and tossed on the floor. The little flame was still trying to persuade her. If you help me, I'll give you even more. Besides, Sema Jiao, I'm the only one in the world who can pick the red lotus petals. Lao Tingan flatly refused.

No thanks, she thought. A thousand years of cultivation. What if I can't handle it And just die? That's a classic trope in novels. She tuned out the little flame's persuasion and muttered to herself, "Watering task is done. It should be fine to take a nap now, right?" The little flame got angry. "The deal of a lifetime is right in front of you, and you want to sleep? You're hopeless." Before it could finish, it was dowsted by a jet of water from the pool. It turned to see Sema Jiao's mount, the giant black snake, and immediately

Started yelling, "You stupid snake! That woman already watered for you. Why are you watering me, too? Liao Tingan instantly understood. The snake's job was also to water the flower. They were co-workers. Black Snake ignored the little flame and slowly slithered over to Liao Tingan, nudging her hand with its head. Liao Tingan got the hint immediately. Her snake bro was thirsty for his drink again. Feeling that the bamboo tube was too small, she found a Large basin, filled it with bamboo juice, and let the snake drink its fill. The black snake was overjoyed. The little flame,

seeing that both of them were ignoring it, cried out, "This is so unfair. You guys listen to Simma Jiao so obediently, you'll all die horrible deaths one day." But even that didn't get their attention. Lioting Yan watched the black snake gulping down the juice and felt like she was feeding a pig. Hey snake bro, since you're also on watering Duty, do you know when we get to clock out? The black snake, as if it suddenly understood, flicked its tongue and turned to slither away. Liao Tingan packed up her things and followed. I knew it. The

veteran employee is more reliable than the psycho boss. Just follow the old-timer. She followed the black snake to a room and was a bit confused. Bro, I asked when we get off work. Why'd you bring me to a bath house? Does this mean we get to soak After work? The water in the pool was steaming with cold air, making the whole room several degrees colder than outside. Lioting Yan shivered. It was freezing in here. Who would want to take a bath here? Then she saw the ancestor in the middle of the pool, his eyes closed,

his robe wide open, revealing his neck, collar bones, and a large part of his chest. She could even see his nipples. Her face flushed and her heart pounded. "Oh my god, this is the Ancestors private bath." Her survival instinct kicked in. She covered her eyes. "Oh no, am I going to be silenced for this?" She tearfully grabbed the black snake and tried to drag it out, screaming internally, "Let's go. If the ancestor catches us spying on him while he bathes, "You sneaky snake! Did you set me up?" The blacknake had no idea what she was

freaking out about and just hissed in confusion. In the pool, Sema Jiao was woken by the noise. He opened His eyes and said, "Come here." Leo Tingan broke out in a cold sweat. This is it. I'm dead. She was starting to suspect that this snake coworker was trying to get her killed to eliminate the competition. She quickly dropped to her knees and begged for mercy. Grand ancestor, please forgive my rudeness. I didn't know this was your bath. I've already watered the flower. Can I Can I clock out now? You've seen everything you should and shouldn't

have, and all You can think about is getting off work. Sema Xiao, hearing the term clock out for the first time, found it amusing. He just stared at her with a blank expression. Loing, not hearing a response, started to get really anxious. He's definitely going to kill me. Just as her nerves were about to break, Simma Jiao slowly grunted. Liao Tingan immediately grabbed the black snake and practically dragged it out of the room. I made it. I survived again. Simma Jao Watched them leave, then chuckled softly and sank back into the pool. Lao Ting Yan

was a little scared of the ancestor, but fear was something you could get used to, and given the black snake's intelligence level, something as complex as office politics was out of the question. So, she forgave the snake for its sabotage and continued to share her drink with it during work. After a few days, she got the hang of her new job. Her coworker was easy to get along with. The boss was often away and life was pretty smooth. Although her work project, the little flame, liked to swear and breathe fire. A good dousing with pool

water easily solved the problem. She even solved her commuting problem by moving her bed roll to her workplace and living in the central tower. That way, she didn't have to trudge up and down the stairs every day and could just crash in bed after work. She sighed contentedly. Living out the Rest of my days as a slacker here would be pretty great. Her happiness lasted about 2 seconds. The room suddenly got hot and stuffy, making her feel inexplicably restless. This is not great at all. Even with the window open, the air blowing in was hot.

How was she supposed to get her beauty sleep? Not far away, the little flame let out a gloating cold laugh. Lioting didn't understand what it was laughing about. So today is the new moon, the first new Moon the three saints mountain has seen in 500 years. Leo Tingan heard the excitement and anticipation in the little flames voice and was even more confused. What's the big deal about a new moon? This fantasy world is so weird. A new moon only happens once every 500 years. Just then she felt a sudden chill. Why did the temperature drop

all of a sudden? She saw the ancestors figure appear in the doorway. He looked like he was sleepwalking, Slowly making his way towards the little flame. Lao Tingan held her breath. What kind of performance art is the ancestor doing now? Simma Xiaos expression was dark and menacing. He reached out and plucked the little flame. The red flame silently spread over his entire body. The red fire-shaped mark on his forehead glowed brightly and gradually merged with him. The ancestors aura became even more sinister, as if he was a demon lord ready to kill at a moment's

Notice. Loing watched the whole process, not daring to breathe. Did I just see another one of the ancestors secrets? To save her own life, she quickly pulled the covers over her head, closed her eyes, and activated her play dead mode. Grand ancestor, I'm dead. I didn't see anything. Maybe it was because of her movement, but Simma Jiao suddenly looked over at her. He then walked towards her holding the red lotus and sat down on her bed. The dead Liao Tingan smelled a Faint refreshing fragrance that instantly invigorated her making her feel as if she had

just chugged three cases of Red Bull. Point staying asleep would be too obvious. So she slowly opened her eyes. Simma Jiao waved the beautiful red lotus. Do you know what this is? Liaoing Yan under a spell answered honestly. A red lotus flower. this familiar feeling. She knew she was under the ancestors truth buff again and was a little speechless. Didn't you Already ask me this? Sema Jiao paused for a moment. Is this person really a spy from the demon domain? He shook his head. Wrong. This is a feng snow coagulate. Do you know what it's

used for? Luing answered honestly. I know. One petal is worth a thousand years of cultivation. Simma Jiao played with the flower. a wicked smile on his face. But if you don't take it with my blood, even a tiny piece of a petal will make you explode into a flurry of snowflakes. Liao Tingan was incredibly grateful for her slacker nature. She had kept the petals but hadn't dared to use them. Otherwise, she would have already turned into a blizzard. Simma Jao looked at her, a strange confusion in his eyes. He used the truth spell again. Do

you want to kill me? Liao Tingan answered without hesitation. No, she complained internally. What's with the ancestor today? He keeps asking me the same questions. Do I look like a murderer? Simma Jao suddenly handed her the entire red lotus. Here it's yours. Liao Tingan was stunned. It's a treasure. Sure, but I can't even use it. Stupid boss giving me a locked chest without the key. Is this some kind of joke? Simma Jao looked at her, a mischievous grin on his face. Are you cursing me out in your head? Lioting instantly replied, "Yes, I am." After

she said it, she almost fainted from fear. Damn, this truth buff. The ancestor is definitely going to kill me This time. But the angry ancestor she expected never appeared. For some reason, he just burst out laughing. Liao Tingan huddled to the side, watching him secretly. The boss was way too easygoing tonight, and his laughter was making him seem even more unhinged and hard to understand. But in the next second, his face changed, and his hand was around her neck again. "Think I'm being nice today? Guess why?" Lioting Yan realized the truth buff was gone. She

thought Carefully for a moment and answered tentatively, "Because I'm about to die." Simma Xiao smiled strangely. "You guessed it. So smart. The spy they sent doesn't even recognize the Fanggan snow coagulate flower. Faced with such an unpredictable psycho, Liao Tingan had given up. This was probably the end for her. But once again, reality defied expectations. The ancestor let her go. Loing was completely baffled. He was going to kill me, so why did he let go? Then she saw him wave his hand in the air, and several graceful figures appeared out of thin air. Liao Tingan

recognized them as the remaining members of the hundred woman group. Is this an assassination attempt? These girls are brave. While I'm still cowering in the ancestors shadow, they're already taking action. Sema Jiao, seeing this, showed no emotion. To him, these people were just lambs to the slaughter. The leading woman charged forward with a look of Someone ready to die, but Sema Jiao just waved his hand, and she and her companions coughed up blood and were thrown back. The leader's eyes flashed with shock and fear. How can this be? Weren't you supposed to be at your

weakest during the new moon? Simma Jao maintained his faint, somewhat cynical, and worldweary smile. That's right. I've been trapped here for 500 years. My cultivation suppressed, suffering every day. Today, this first new moon is when I am at my weakest. If you don't make your move now, you won't get another chance after tonight. This was the first time Liao Tingan had seen someone just hand their opponent their weak spot on a platter. She thought, "This ancestor is either really crazy or just incredibly arrogant and asking to be killed." As she was thinking this, she suddenly

felt an intense killing intent. She was stunned as the leading woman revealed her true identity. She was from the same Generation as the sect master and unleashed a powerful attack on the ancestor. Seriously, the politics in this sect were way too complicated. Liao Tingan being too close to Simma Jiao was caught in the crossfire and was internally screaming. I thought you couldn't use spiritual energy here. Why are you guys fighting so intensely? Simma Jao, however, calmly met the attack, waving the snow coagulate flower in one hand and forming a seal with the Other. An unseen

wind rose from the ground, swirling and shredding the thousands of incoming swords, then sending the countless shards flying in all directions. The leading woman was turned into a human pin cushion and sent flying heavily injured. Because of the special nature of the ancestors prison, while their powers were restricted, Sema were even more so. And yet, they couldn't even get close to him. She coughed up blood, her expression a mix Of tragic anger and bitter resentment. You're not weakened at all. You weren't affected by the new moon. You deliberately lured us out to attack. I thought

you hadn't noticed me, but you knew all along, and I was foolishly used as a pawn. Simma Jiao smiled. You're wrong. I am severely weakened. Today is my weakest day. If you want to kill me, this is indeed a once- ina-lifetime opportunity. It's just that even at my weakest, you're all still too weak for Me. Liao Tingan gave Simma Xiao an indescribable look. Hey boss, you're bleeding from the corner of your mouth while you're delivering that cool line. But still, the ancestor was actually injured. Simma Xiao, as if hearing her thoughts, wiped the blood from

his mouth with a careless smile. Back then, I nearly wiped out all the elders and palace masters of the Gangchan immortal sect. And now you think you alone can kill me? You're overestimating yourself. The leading woman swallowed a pill and stood up for a final counterattack. This is my master's sword. The moonflower sword passed down in our moonflower palace. You killed my master back then, and I will have my revenge. The decadent Fanggan clan of the Sema family should have been wiped out long ago. Her attack was even fiercer than before. A completely suicidal charge.

Her crazed look screamed, "Taking you down with me." The entire central tower was filled With her explosive spiritual energy. For someone with Liaoings cultivation level, getting hit by any of it meant instant death. Lioting had braced herself for the inevitable collateral damage. But just then, the ancestor pulled her behind him. Liao Tingan was a little touched. It was obvious that the safest place in the entire hall right now was behind the ancestor. Just stay put and I'll survive. Their fight didn't last long. Soon with a loud boom, the Woman covered in blood, fell not far

away, barely breathing. Simma Jao wasn't much better off. He seemed to have sustained serious injuries and was swaying as he walked. Loing, the only one on the battlefield who could still move, cautiously helped the ancestor sit down. Grand ancestor, are you okay? Simma Jao coughed up another mouthful of blood as if he didn't even have the strength to speak. The woman on the ground saw this and shouted, "Laoing Yan, you you're a disciple of Chingu Peak. Your master has to call me senior grand aimo has no strength left to fight. Kill him now. If you

kill him, our moonflower palace will be your backer from now on. Just take the Fanggan snow coagulate flower, dip it in Sema Jiao's blood, and consume it. You'll immediately gain immense power. Then take my moonflower sword, cut open his chest, take out his heart, and put it in the green pool over there. He will Die completely. Lioting looked at the woman, then at the ancestor. She thought, "I'm just a slacker. I don't have that kind of ambition. The ancestor really doesn't look so good, though." Simma Jiao also wanted to see what Liao Tingan would do.

He leaned back weakly on her bed, his eyes half closed, looking like he was on his last breath with blood streaming from the corner of his mouth. Then he opened his eyes, smiled at Liaoing, and pointed to his Own chest. That's right. Come and kill me. Loing Yan was completely unmoved by their provocations. What is this ancestor talking about? Is something bothering him? Oh, it must be these two wooden planks. She got it. Lying on these must be really uncomfortable for his back. This would take some effort. Without a moment's hesitation, she reached for the

ancestor. Zimma Jiao thought, "Is she finally making her move?" But the next second, he was Lifted up by the petite Liao Tingan. In that instant, he was more stunned than he had ever been in his life. He was still in shock. Even after she had carefully placed him on the bed, she had the perfect opportunity and didn't take it. What a bizarre move. It's just baffling. Leoting had no idea what he was thinking. She even thoughtfully tucked him in. Grand ancestor, is this more comfortable? Just make do for now. I'll get you a new bed

later. The Moonflower Palace woman saw this and was furious. Liao Tingan, what are you doing? Kill him. He's a demon. If he doesn't die today, more people will die in the future. You're helping a tyrant and you'll regret it. Her frustrated words had no effect on Liao Tingyan, who just plugged her ears in annoyance. She thought, "I've lived for over 20 years, and I've never even killed a chicken. You think a few words are going to make me a murderer? Not happening. I'm just An innocent bystander. I'm not getting involved in this world's drama. Why

does everyone want me to kill someone? This world has nothing to do with me. These people have nothing to do with me, so why should I listen to you?" As for Sema Xiao, he and I have no beef, so I won't kill him. It's that simple. Why make it so complicated? She obediently sat by the bed, looking after the ancestor. The woman from Moonflower Palace died with a heart full of hatred. Sema Xiao saw Everything Liao Tingyan did, and a strange feeling stirred within him. His voice was weak as he called out, "Lao Tingyan." Liao

Tingyan, who had been waiting, quickly went over and patted his back. Are you okay, old man? Any other instructions? Her concern was a bit too heavy-handed, and Simma Jao coughed up another mouthful of blood. Lao Tingan realized she might have just made it worse and quickly stopped. The ancestor looks really bad. If something Happens to the boss, I need to think about my future. After a moment's thought, she gestured towards him. I think at a time like this, there should be some kind of healing potion or something. Where is it? I'll go find it. Simma

Xiao lay there motionless as if he didn't even have the strength to speak. To anyone but Liao Tingan, it looked like the perfect time to strike. In that instant, she saw a flicker of light in Sema Xiaos eyes. Suddenly, she felt A hand grab her and pull her down, and she crashed into his chest. The world blurred, and when she opened her eyes again, Simma Jiao was holding her, floating outside the window. And the place where they had just been, the bed, the wall, everything had been blown to bits. The ancestor, who had been on

the verge of death just a moment ago, now looked perfectly fine, floating steadily in the air outside the central tower. Leo Tingan pressed her face against his Chest, hugging him tightly. Judging by the strength in his arms, his weakness just now was definitely an act. Tonight had been one close call after another. Just please don't drop me, Ancestor. Sema Jiao looked at her with a strange half-smiling expression. What are you afraid of? If I don't want you to die, you won't die. A ball of fire appeared in his hand and instantly erupted into a sea

of flames, engulfing the entire central tower and the sky for a 100 Meters around. Loing saw several dangerous figures appear in the sky. They had originally planned to ambush the ancestor, but now they were trapped by his flames. They immediately realized they had been tricked, their faces turning ugly with fear. The people from the Heaven Palace were the first to switch sides. Dowist Chiang, this is all a misunderstanding. Our Heaven Palace has no disrespect for you. It was him. He was the one who attacked just now. The white-bearded old man was wary, but still tried

to stir things up. So, what if it was? Don't be fooled by him. Sema Xiao is clearly at the end of his rope. If we work together tonight, we can definitely finish him. Sema Xiao looked at the sinister old man. Which palace is trash are you? You locked me up for 500 years I don't even remember. Liao Tingan serving as a human accessory panicked. He's still trying to pick a fight at a time like this. As expected of the Ancestor, I'm seriously impressed. Simou let out a wild confident laugh. Didn't I tell you? Even at

my weakest, you're all still too weak. He then threw the fire in his hand. Amidst a chorus of curses, several people were instantly burned to charred corpses. The remaining people looked at Simma Jao with growing terror. They had thought that after being suppressed for 500 years, Simma Jao would be incredibly weak. They never expected him to still be this strong. Was the Fang Shan clan really that powerful? so powerful that even layers of arrays and restrictions couldn't hold him. Someone immediately dropped to their knees and begged for mercy. "Dowis, Lord, these people disrespected you and

deserve to be punished. When we return, we will deal with their respective branches." But Simma Jao had no intention of letting them leave. He noticed that the strange demon spy he was holding was so scared her mind had Gone blank. This put him in a good mood. Look at these people. Each one of them is a fearsome, powerful figure out in the world, but now they look so pathetic. What are your thoughts on this? After everything that had happened, Liao Tingan was completely numb. All she could think about was how slim the ancestors waist was.

As her hand gripped his waist, her mouth, not under her control, answered, "Your waist is so slim." After she said it, she Realized the ancestor had secretly used his truth buff on her again. She panicked internally. This is going to be the death of me. Why does this bastard keep using the truth buff to kill me? He thought he must have misheard. He pinched her chin. My waist is slim. Liao Tingan, still under the truth buff, answered honestly, "Yeah, I think maybe it's because you were locked up for so long. You starved." After all, she

hadn't had anything good to eat since She came to the Three Saints Mountain. It had to be from starvation, right? She often wondered if the ancestor had gone bad because he was in prison with no one to bring him food. After hearing this, Simma Jiao's gaze swept over the remaining living people, and he suddenly laughed. "You're right." He even patted Liotings head. The person being patted was completely confused. "What did I say?" The next second, she saw the ancestor wave his hand, and the sea of Fire surged towards the central tower. "I should collect on

all the suffering I've endured." Lo Tingan couldn't help but hug Simma Jou's waist even tighter. It was obvious another big fight was about to break out. But I didn't say that. Why does the ancestor have to drag me into it? The pressure is immense. The surviving members of the immortal sect saw this and seemed to guess Sema Xiao's intentions, but they were powerless to stop it and all Scattered. Compared to their panicked state, the lone Simma Xiao appeared wild and composed. Leo Tingyan knew that without the ancestor protecting her in a situation like this, she'd

be dead in seconds. She stayed quiet and played the part of a human accessory. She heard the ancestors cold snort. Did I say you could leave? And then several female corpses floated in the air. People from all over the central tower cried out, "Oh no, he's trying to break the array." Loing witnessed all of this and trembled. Simma Xiao in a surprisingly good mood explained to her. These are the descendants of the eight great palaces and the sectm lineage who set up this grand array back then. Liao Tingan suddenly understood. The ancestor wasn't just randomly

killing the hundred women before. I've been putting up with these hidden seals for a long time. Simma Jao said and with that several corpses fell from the sky landing in specific Positions. Instantly the ground shook violently. The giant chains on the central tower slammed into each other and then shattered, crashing down onto the palaces below. The people from the immortal sect panicked. He broke the array by himself. It's over. It's all over. The seal is broken. This means all the spiritual energy. Back then, we went to great lengths to set up the Grand Array on

the Three Saints Mountain, cutting off the spiritual energy to Imprison Sema Xiao, and then used it to secretly divert the spiritual energy underground to the various parts of the Genchin Immortal sect, which led to the sect's 500 years of prosperity. And now, Simma has destroyed it all. Now that Sema is completely free, he definitely won't let us go. What are we going to do? As the chains broke and the sealed jade plaque shattered, a massive amount of spiritual energy surged up from below. So thick it formed a fog that Enveloped the entire Three Saints mountain.

Amidst the cries of alarm and the loud crashes, Simma Jao let out a light laugh, a genuinely happy one. He then conjured a cloud and sat high above, watching the pained expressions of the immortal sect members. This was the first time Liao Tingan had seen the ancestors smile so happily. Not the you're about to die kind of smile, but pure joy. In such a rich spiritual environment, even a novice like Liaoing, Who had no idea how to cultivate, instinctively started absorbing the energy flowing into her body. Just taking a single breath felt like she was

about to level up. Wow, having spiritual energy around feels great. Someone acting as if nothing had happened started sucking up to the ancestor. My name is Sheayan. Greetings, Dowist Chiang. Seeing as the Three Saints mountain is in such ruins, why don't you move to White Deer Cliff for a while? Once this place is repaired, we will invite you back. The others cursed Shigayan under their breath. He was afraid the ancestor would go on another killing spree and was trying to get himself out of the line of fire first. Typical of the sectm's people always so

scheming, Simma Xiao spoke slowly. Your surname is she. Who is Shir Canlu to you? Shagayan, thinking he had a chance, answered respectfully. Sect Master Shikanlu is my granduncle. Dowist Lord, The lady by your side, must have been frightened as well. Would she like to come to White Dear Cliff to rest, too? Loing felt several burning gazes on her and was confused. How did I become the lady again? She tried to wave her hands and explained she wasn't, but for some reason, the ancestors hand was caressing her neck, interrupting her every time. The ancestors light, slow,

and dangerous movements made Lioting Yans heart pound with every touch. She didn't know What he was up to, but she sensed danger and wisely kept her mouth shut. She complained internally. "Boss, what are you doing now? They're the ones calling me that. I'm not trying to take advantage of you. Just tell me if you're going to kill me or not. This back and forth is torture." Because of Sema Xiao's silence, the people from the immortal sect became intensely interested in Liao Tingan. This woman really is something to have the tyrant Ancestor keep her by his

side and protect her and even show affection in public. This female disciple looks so ordinary. How did Simma fall for her? If Simma Jao could actually fall for a woman, the sun would rise in the west and the cultivation world would be marrying into the demon domain. Absolutely not. Sema Jiao, seeing that they were now targeting Liaoing, lost his interest in playing games. The spiritual energy in the world had Returned and his power was even more terrifying. With a wave of fire, all of them were reduced to dust. Only Simia and Leoing were left. The

leaders of the Gangchin immortal sect learned through a secret art that the ancestor had broken the seal and killed all the disciples sent to test him. They all stared at the only soul lamp that was still lit, wondering who this Liao Tingan was to have survived until now. I heard she's the disciple of a certain perfected Dong Yang. His methods must be impressive to teach a girl how to seduce that psycho Simma Xiao and have him wrapped around her finger. If this woman can stay by the ancestors side, Chingu Peak might just become a main

branch. In the crowd, Yuan Shang was secretly pleased. A bunch of idiots still thinking Liao Tingan is perfected Dongyangs disciple. It never occurred to them that I was the one who arranged it. They didn't even think about how a smalltime peak like Chingu could be involved in serving Simma Xiao. Now I have an advantage no one else has. Someone Sema Jiao favors. As long as the bone corroding poison in Lioting isn't cured, she'll have to do whatever I say. Not even Sema Jao can save her. The events at the Three Saints Mountain stirred up countless

new schemes among them. Sect Master Shanlu stepped forward. All right, this is a serious matter. We need to get to the bottom of it. He gathered a soul with His hand and calmly asked, "Gayan, there is a female disciple named Liao Tingan whose soul lamp has not gone out. Do you know what's going on?" Shayans soul appeared with a bitter smile. Grand uncle, I was surprised, too. That woman seems to be highly favored by Dowist Chiang. He kept her protected by his side at all times. Unfortunately, we don't know why. Shikanlu pondered for a moment,

a smile appearing in his eyes. Perhaps this is our opportunity. Meanwhile, Simma Jiao stood by the green pool where the red lotus grew and slit his wrist. The blood flowed into the water, but strangely it didn't disperse. It gathered in the center. Liao Tingan, curious, asked, "Hey, snake bro, what's the boss doing?" Not getting an answer from the snake, Liao Tingan came up with her own theory. Is this some kind of special ritual after a killing spree? A moment later, she saw Sema Jiao's blood in the pool transform into a red Lotus. It grew out

of the water, a faint flame flickering on top of it. Lioting excitedly grabbed the black snake to share her discovery. The ancestor is so amazing. So that's how the treasure lotus is made. In that case, isn't the ancestor himself the biggest treasure? No wonder he's so badass. After the excitement wore off, she was hit by a wave of sleepiness. It had been a long night of assassinations and breaking seals, and she hadn't gotten any proper Sleep. Now that things had calmed down, she could fall asleep in an instant. The black snake was finally free from

her pestering. Sema Xiao's face was pale, and he had lost much of his usual ferocity. He was about to call Lio Tingan over, but found that she was already asleep. This woman really can make herself at home anywhere. She has no fear, and she's quite interesting. He walked out of the green pool and for some reason wanted to pinch Liao Tingans cheek and he did. Liao Tingan was so sound asleep she didn't react at all. Simma Jiao stared at her for a long time and made a decision. He leaned down, lay next to Liao Tingan,

wrapped his arm around her waist, pulled her into his embrace, and closed his eyes to sleep. The next day, just as the sun was rising, Liao Tingan woke up from her nap feeling like something was wrong. I made this hammock pretty big, so why does it feel so crowded now? She Looked down and was so shocked. She was speechless. Why is the murderous ancestor sleeping in my arms and were hugging each other? What is happening? What is going on? I can't breathe. I just took a nap. How did I end up sleeping with him? Her

eyes darted to the side. She saw the black snake coiled up in a large circle under the hammock, fast asleep. Thousand thoughts raced through her mind as Sema Xiao, still asleep, seemed to get restless. He Nuzzled his head into the crook of her neck, his soft breath tickling her skin. Yao Tingan didn't dare move. After a while, sleepiness washed over her again. She gently patted the ancestors head. There's nothing you can't face. If there is, just sleep on it. The two figures, wrapped in an embrace, looked remarkably peaceful. The warm sunlight streamed into the ruins,

as if all the scheming and grudges of the outside world had nothing to do with them. In the green Pool not far away, a new, even more beautiful red lotus bloomed quietly, and the foul-mouthed little flame was as quiet as a mouse. Loing slept until dusk. The first thing she did when she woke up was check the ancestors reaction. After all, she had inexplicably spent the night cuddled up with him. Given his unpredictable temper, there was no telling what he might do to her. But she found that the ancestor was no longer in her hammock,

Which was a relief. See, just sleep on it, and everything will sort itself out. It's all fine now. She got up and stood on the mountaintop, soaking in the rich spiritual energy. She felt completely refreshed. This slacker life was amazing. The Three Saints mountain was now shrouded in a mystical aura. Although many places were in ruins, it had a certain dilapidated beauty. Her good mood was interrupted by the revived little flames loud curses. Useless. All Of them are useless. Those goodfor-no idiots from the Genchin Immortal sect had such a great opportunity yesterday and still couldn't

kill Sema Xiao. Laing sometimes really didn't get what the Little Flames deal was. One minute it was saying if something happened to it, Sema Jiao would be done for too, implying some kind of symbiotic relationship. The next it was wishing someone would come and kill him. The central tower had half collapsed. Liao Tingan walked to the edge and looked down. She saw the black snake painstakingly using its body to push away the rubble that had fallen near the flower bed. While the ancestor supervised. Suddenly, Simma Jiao turned and looked up at the tower, gesturing for

her to come down. Laing shrank back, once again, amazed at the ancestors powerful senses. He could feel her even from this far away. Pretending she hadn't seen him was not an option. She Had to go down. She started to feel a little curious about the Sunoon Nether pools below. The other women had acted so strangely when they saw them, and she still hadn't figured out the story behind them. By the time she had descended more than 20 flights of stairs and reached the flower bed, the ancestor who had been standing there was gone. Only the

black snake was still working as a brick layer. A moment later, a cool voice sounded from behind her. What took You so long? The ghostlike ancestor appeared behind her, startling her so much that she lost her balance and stumbled towards the sun nether pools. She desperately tried to write herself because she remembered very clearly that these flowers were the ancestors treasures, and she absolutely could not crush them. The girls who had picked them and died tragically were a stark reminder. She would rather smash her face on the ground than touch these Flowers, so she quickly

dodged to the side, preparing to get hurt. But just at the last second, the ancestor wrapped his arm around her waist, and she naturally fell into his embrace. Lioting Yan froze, "Oh no, does this look like I'm throwing myself at him? I hope the ancestor doesn't misunderstand." But then she thought, "As long as the ancestor uses his truth buff and asks,"Woman, are you throwing yourself at me? I can Prove my innocence." So she smiled sweetly and greeted him. Greetings, Grand Ancestor. But Simma Xiao didn't ask. He just gave her a look that said, "I've seen

this kind of seduction trick a million times and glanced at her. Save it." Loing understood his meaning, but could only swallow her anger. She screamed internally, "Ances, just use the truth buff. Use it and let me tell you the truth." Zimma Jao looked at the flowers and asked, "Do you know what These are?" Liaoing Yan, annoyed that he hadn't used the truth buff and had let her be branded a seductress, replied curtly, "Sun Moon Nether Pools." After the sun sets, the flowers and leaves of the Sunmoon Nether Pools change color. Simma Jiao reached out and

picked a flower, asking Liao Tingan, "Do you know how this flower came to be? The seeds of the Sunmoon Netherpool are the bone beads left behind after a member of the Sema clan dies. One bead can grow one Sun moon netherpool. There used to be many beads, but I scattered them all here, and they grew into these flowers. He then casually tossed the flower aside. Liao Ting Yan looked at the vast expanse of Sunmoon Nethers and felt a chill. Isn't this basically a graveyard? With so many flowers, how many people must have died here? Then

she heard the ancestor ask her, "Are they beautiful?" To be honest, despite the creepy backstory, they were indeed beautiful. She nodded in response. Sema Xiao stared at her and let out a meaningful soft laugh. Then I'll give one to you. Pick one yourself. Liao Tingan had a gut feeling there was a catch and hesitated. But Sema Jiao's face darkened and he urged her to pick one. It was said that the bone beads of evil members of the Sema clan grew into poisonous sunoon netherpools, while the bone beads of good members grew into spiritual herbs that

could cure all poisons. Lao Tingyan Wanted to cry. They all look the same. How am I supposed to tell them apart? But she couldn't argue with the ancestor, so she picked one that was close by. Simma Jiao, seeing that she had picked one, let go of her and said faintly. Seeing as you're still standing, you probably picked a spiritual herb. You're lucky. But Lioting suddenly felt exhausted. Really? That's great. She then collapsed into Sema Jaos arms and passed out. Sema Jiao for a split second panicked, but then his expression returned to calm indifference. In her

subconscious, she felt an overwhelming sense of depression and pain. She saw fragmented memories far more painful than her own. The main character of the memories was a beautiful girl named Simma Le who was being dragged by people from the Genchin Immortal sect to her twin brother's residence. Simila, you and your brother must bear the responsibility of Producing offspring and continuing the Feng Xan bloodline. What's wrong with my brother? The Sema clan's Feng Shan bloodline must remain pure. You and your brother are the last two members of the Sema clan. Don't be selfish. Only a pure

Feng Xan bloodline can nurture the spiritual fire of the mountain. Their Sema clan was on the brink of extinction. So from the moment she was born, Simma had lived in a twisted environment. She was destined to be with Her own brother. The young girl was unwilling, but she carried the weight of her entire clan survival on her shoulders and eventually painfully gave in. After a night with her brother, she gave birth to a boy named Sema Giao. Seeing this, Liao Tingan realized this was the story of the ancestors mother. One day, Sima's brother suddenly went

mad in the middle of the night, burned down half of the Three Saints mountain, and killed himself. This was a huge blow To the already exhausted Sima, especially since the people from the Gangjan immortal sect were still pressuring her to have more children. Sema Lee, your brother, was a coward who abandoned his responsibility to the Sema clan. He deserves no forgiveness. You must have another child with Sema Jiao, a daughter. When Sema Jiao is a little older, you must quickly mate with him and produce offspring. Do not delay the continuation of the Feng Xan bloodline.

If you don't have a daughter on the first try, keep trying. You're used to it by now, aren't you? The oppressed Sema finally snapped. She went crazy, wanting to end it all. She tried to drown her own son, Sema Jiao, in the water, tried to choke him. The young Sema Xiao didn't understand his mother's breakdown and just cried out instinctively, "Mommy, don't. It hurts." Just as he was about to take his last breath, his heart-wrenching cry of, "Mommy!" finally brought the craze Sema lay back to her senses. She quickly let go, but her pain only

intensified. After giving her son one last deep look, she killed herself in the green pool. Little Jiao let it all end. The green water of the pool was stained red with her blood, and a huge red lotus grew from it. A quiet burning flame enveloped her, turning her to ash. Amidst the young Simma's heart-wrenching cries, Liao Tingan woke up with a start. Being Forced to witness such a private and traumatic story left her feeling completely messed up, and her current situation made her feel even worse. She was lying in a long, dark, rectangular box, completely

weak with a heavy feeling in her chest. It's so dark. Where am I? It took all her strength to push the lid open just a tiny crack. Wait, is this a coffin? Am I being buried alive? Luckily, the nails hadn't been hammered in yet, or she might have Been stuck here permanently. She fumbled for the crack and with all her might pushed it open bit by bit. After a while, she finally saw daylight again. Surprisingly, the ancestor was right there. Since you're awake, come on out. With a wave of his hand, he sent both Liao

Tingan and the half-opened coffin lid flying. Liotings first instinct was to curse him out. You put me in a coffin. But seeing his worldweary expression, she suddenly remembered the Little boy being held underwater by his own mother. And her anger instantly vanished. Never mind. I won't yell at him. He's had it rough. His whole family was destroyed by those monsters from the Genshin Immortal sect. No wonder they all ended up either crazy, dead, or murderers. See Mjiao, catching her expression, activated his truth buff. Are you thinking of cursing me? Liao Tingan, unable to control herself,

replied, "Yes." She was so frustrated. The ancestors truth buff is so unpredictable. I bet I have one foot in the grave now." But to her surprise, not only did the ancestor not get angry and kill her, he even said in a somewhat twisted way, "Go on, let me hear it." Under the truth buff, the words just tumbled out of Loa Tingans mouth, "You freaking idiot! Screw you! Do you hear me? Screw you." After she said it, she froze. Well, there goes that. Looks like that coffin lid I just pushed open Is getting sealed right back

up. This time, I'm really going to be 6 feet under. But she was destined to never understand the logic of a psycho. The ancestor she had just cursed out suddenly burst into laughter. He leaned against the coffin, laughing so hard the whole thing shook. Liao Tingan didn't even know what to think. Is he okay? Did I break his brain, bro? After he had his laugh, Simma Jiao turned to look at her, his eyes dark and unreadable. Liao Tingan flinched. What's he going to do now? The next second, he reached into the coffin and lifted her

out. Let's go. Having survived yet another encounter with the ancestor, Liao Tingan was much more composed. Go where? Simma Jao didn't answer, just carried her and stroed out. The carvings of Fukshi and Nua on the walls were conspicuous in the candle light. The black snake enlarged itself and obediently became their ride. Liaoing couldn't keep up with the Ancestors train of thought and didn't even care that he was carrying her anymore. She glanced at the half-colapsed central tower and the swaying sun moon netherpools below and cautiously asked, "Grand ancestor, why did I suddenly pass out?" Tim

Xiao replied calmly. "The flower you touched was poisonous." Liao Tingan was confused. "Poisonous? But didn't you say only evil people grow poisonous flowers?" Simma Xiao looked at her, his Expression unreadable. "I lied. How can a person be purely black or white? Can a mere flower determine good and evil? If you die peacefully and content, you grow a good spiritual flower. If you die full of resentment and pain, you grow a poisonous flower. Leoting thought of Simalo being consumed by flames and fell silent. The flower I picked, it must have grown from the ancestors mother's bone

bead. Her pain was so intense, even I was affected by it. My head still Hurts. The ancestor, he must be in a lot of pain, too. Anyway, she should probably thank the ancestor for saving her this time. Wait, why am I thanking him? The only reason I was poisoned was because of him. Realizing this, she mentally gave the ancestor a good thrashing. He's both the good guy and the bad guy. I'm so mad and there's nothing I can do about it. As she patted her chest to calm herself down, she suddenly noticed something was wrong.

She gestured at her chest. Did my boobs get two sizes bigger? This heavy feeling was actually quite nice. No wonder she felt suffocated when she was lying down. She was quiet for a long time, her expression serious. Sema Jiao also became strangely agitated. He pinched her chin and used his truth buff again. What's wrong? What are you thinking about? Liaoing blurted out. My boobs seemed to have suddenly gotten bigger. She then turned and examined herself More closely. It wasn't just her chest. Her legs seemed longer, and the skin on her hands was even more radiant

and translucent. I'm gorgeous. With the ancestor right there, she had to fight the urge to touch herself. Then she saw Sema Xiaos cold expression as he reached out and casually gave her a squeeze. It's just two lumps of flesh. What's the use of them being so big? Liao Tings face turned beat red, and she was screaming internally. Where Are you putting your hands? If I wasn't so afraid of you, this wouldn't be over. Seeing the disgust and indifference on his face, Liao Tingan gave him a fake smile. Why don't you take your hand off before

you say that? Then a desire for revenge, a touch for a touch, sparked in her mind. She reached down, found Sema Xiao's butt, and gave it a squeeze. Sema Jiao was stunned by her audacity. There were people in the world who dared to kill him, but no one had ever dared to Touch his butt. His face instantly darkened. Liao Ting Yan snapped back to reality. Her expression went from angry to calm, then to a dazed confusion. She quickly pulled her hand back. Right. You don't touch a tiger's butt. Oh my god. The ancestors glare is

terrifying. Help me. Help me. Help me. The next second, Simma Jao grabbed the hand that had just squeezed his butt, and it hurt. Staring into the ancestors emotionless face, his cold eyes were terrifying. He was 99% Sure he was about to break her wrist. Her mind raced, trying to figure out how to deescalate the situation and save herself. Survival was all that mattered. She grabbed his hand and pressed it firmly against her chest like a saleserson. Calm down. Please feel free. Try it. They feel great. She thought, "This should make up for me touching his

butt. Who doesn't like a nice, soft, big-chested girl? Even a murderous psycho should be fine with this." Sure Enough, Simma Jaos expression softened. He himself was surprised. Anyone else would have been dead the first time he had the thought to kill them. Why was this woman able to calm his inner turmoil and murderous intent time and time again? Loing let out a sigh of relief. The ancestor seemed to have calmed down. Good. My hand is safe. Just then, Simma Jaos hand moved away from her chest, but halfway through, he grabbed her hand and pulled Her

into his arms. His other arm naturally wrapped around her waist. Anyone who didn't know better would have thought they were a loving couple. Loingan's cheek was pressed against his chest, and her mind went blank for a second, feeling his heart race. Oh my god, what is happening now? Soon she realized the black snake had already driven them down the mountain. The sect master and a group of disciples seemed to have been waiting for them. Greetings, Grand Ancestor. Grand ancestor and this lady, please stay at White Deer Cliff. Everything has been prepared. If you have any

other needs, just let us know and we will do everything in our power to fulfill them. Leo Tingan looked at the sect master's smiling face and was speechless. I already told you I'm not some lady. She felt like she was just an accessory. But in everyone else's eyes, she was the woman who had bewitched the ancestor. They were holding each other so tightly. The ancestor must have really taken a liking to this female disciple. It seemed like this was a viable angle to work with. Simma Jiao, however, didn't care about the title. He waved his

hand impatiently, dismissing them. Get lost. After that, Liao Tingan was taken to a room by the ancestor and then left alone. The people from the sect quietly sent over many sets of dresses. Liaoing instantly forgot about the difficult Ancestor and excitedly started trying them on. I'm so beautiful. I should wear a prettier dress and do my hair up nicely. I could live another hundred years just for this goddess-like body. It feels so good to be a beauty. She hadn't even finished putting on her new clothes when the door was kicked open. The ancestor walked in

looking extremely irritated. Lioting Yan at risk of being exposed instinctively screamed, but then she saw his expression and calmed down. Thinking about his past behavior, she thought, "What's the point of covering up? That psychoan was probably either impotent or not into women anyway." He didn't even react when he touched her chest. Did he have no appreciation for her amazing figure? Seeing him grab her and drag her out, she quickly asked, "Where are you going?" Simma Jao replied coldly. I said, "When I get out, everyone will die. So, of course, I'm going to kill people." Lao

Tingyans Steps faltered. Nope, I'm out. Goodbye. Zimma Jao turned to look at her. You don't want to go? Loings mouth betrayed her again. I don't. She cursed under her breath. "Damn it, boss. You use the truth buff on me again." Simma Jias face darkened. "If you don't go, I'll kill you first." Liao Tingan immediately straightened up and quickly put on her beautiful dress. "I'm ready. Let's go now." Sema Xiao looked at her with a complicated expression. "Why Don't you want to go?" Liao Tingan replied obediently. "I'm scared of seeing dead people." Sema Xiao couldn't help

but face palm. If he hadn't used the truth buff, he wouldn't have believed it. A person from the demon domain being afraid of dead people. He really didn't understand the demon domain anymore. Sending someone like this, how could she possibly be a spy standing on the black snake being led around by the ancestor? Liao Tingan had Gotten used to being an accessory. Their physical contact had become more and more natural. Although she didn't understand why the ancestor had suddenly decided to drag her out to cause trouble, she just hoped the scenes to come wouldn't make

her throw up. As they passed a forest, she smelled something delicious. The smell of meat was so enticing. Liao Tingan hadn't had meat in a long time and was drooling. She heard musical instruments and the sounds of a Drinking game from behind the trees. It seemed like someone was having a banquet. The ancestor, seeing her drooling, showed a rare moment of empathy and directed the black snake towards the sound. As soon as they appeared, a low-ranking disciple who had never seen the ancestor before frowned and scolded them, "Which palace are you disciples from? How dare

you barge into senior brother Yan's flower banquet? Get lost." Simma was a man who did whatever He wanted. He had no problem with crashing a party and causing trouble. Lioting quickly covered her eyes. Oh no, the ancestor was already here to kill people, and this clueless disciple just had to provoke him. He's got a death wish. She was sure that within 3 seconds, she would see the disciple explode into a bloody mess. But surprisingly, she heard a weak plea for mercy. Since when do dead people beg for their lives? She quickly uncovered her Eyes to

see what was happening. She saw the ancestor in front of everyone holding the person's head underwater. A higher ranking disciple recognized Dowist Chisang and quickly knelt, begging him not to involve the innocent. Sema Jiao completely ignored them. Seeing that the person had stopped struggling, he said, "Scream. Why aren't you screaming? Keep struggling." The bruised and swollen disciple, knowing the ancestors identity, knew he was done For. Hearing this, he stiffly started to struggle again. Leotin Yan was surprised the ancestor hadn't killed him outright. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help but laugh. Oh my god, he looks

like a giant turtle. Is the ancestor playing a prank? Timo heard her laugh and turned to look at her. His raging heart strangely calmed down. He let go of the disciple, letting him play dead in the water and ignored everyone else. He called Liao Tingan over. Eat whatever you want. Loing was a little confused. Didn't the ancestor say he was here to kill people? Whatever. She couldn't understand the moody ancestor anyway. The delicious food instantly soothed her tense nerves. After a free meal, before she had even digested it, the ancestor grabbed her and took her

to some place called the Lingan Mountain Platform. She had no idea what he was up to now. The Lingan Mountain Platform was the largest martial arts arena in the Gangchen Immortal Seite disciples from the eight great palaces and the sect master's lineage sparred. The sect master, Xi Chianlu, had already heard about the ancestor crashing the flower banquet. Seeing him arrive, he was on high alert. He led the crowd in a respectful greeting. What brings the Grand Ancestor here today? Sema Jiao impatiently cut him off. All of you get on the stage. A fight to the

death. The winner will be decided in the time it takes for an Incense stick to burn. If it's a draw, you all die. The entire arena fell silent. He was going to wipe out all their promising young talents. The disciples were all pale with fear. Sectmaster Shuanlu braced himself and tried to persuade him, "Grand ancestor, if you wish to see a competition, there's no need for a death match. How about Sima cut him off again, holding up a petal of the snow coagulate flower?" Sect disciples have always used death Matches to improve themselves. Has the

sect fallen so far? Today, among all the disciples present, whoever can kill a hundred people will receive a petal of the Fanggan snow coagulate flower. As soon as he said that, the crowd's expressions turned to excitement and greed. They all knew that one petal was worth a thousand years of cultivation. In the face of such a reward, the bonds of brotherhood seemed trivial. No one was against a death match anymore. Simma Jiao, sensing their vile desires, closed his eyes. Begin. And then all the disciples started fighting. slaughtering each other. Just one petal and I can

break through my current bottleneck without any effort. For this flower, even a hundred lives are worth it. The snow coagulate flower is mine. Simma Xiaos overly sharp senses made him feel like he was drowning in an ocean of greed, and it disgusted him. Liao Tingan had never seen the ancestor look like This before. She instinctively asked with concern, "Grand ancestor, are you okay?" Her voice instantly pulled Sema Jiao out of his dark mood. He looked at her. She was the only one in the entire place who didn't exude that disgusting aura. He pulled her into

his arms, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and took a deep breath. His agitated expression immediately softened. Liao Tingan was confused. "What's wrong?" She gently patted his Back to comfort him. It seemed her role for the day was to be the favored concubine. Grand ancestor, they all seem to really want that pedal. But don't you need your blood to use it? Sema Jiao sneered and kindly explained, "Not my blood, but the blood of the Fanggan clan. The flesh and blood of the Sema clan are spiritual medicine. Although I'm the only one left

now. They've accumulated some usable blood and flesh over the years. It's just cannibalism. Where in this world is there no cannibalism?" Simma Jao forced Liao Tingan to look at the fighting stage. Even as blood splattered everywhere and rivers of blood flowed, it didn't affect the disciples who were fighting to the death for the snow coagulate flower. The snow coagulate flower is mine. Anyone who gets in my way will die. Leo Tenyan couldn't stand the bloody scene and suddenly gagged. Her reaction made Simma Jiao laugh. He held her protectively in His arms. If you don't want

to look, then don't. He found this demon spy more and more strange. She seemed more righteous than the people of his own sect. Is she really from the demon domain? This scene made Yuan Shang, the man behind the scenes who had sent Liao Tingan to the ancestor, extremely excited. He never thought Simma would actually fall for a woman. I have to act quickly before something changes. Liao Tingan. Oh, Liao Tingan, my dear wife, It's time for us to meet. It wasn't until sunset that Sema Jiao brought Liao Tingan back to White Deer Cliff. Over a

hundred disciples had died that day, and the ancestor had once again disappeared. Leo Tingan didn't care. She couldn't wait to get back to her room and rest. This was worse than any job. My dear Bed, you're the only one who can save me. She saw an envelope on her bed. What's this? It's so fancy it looks like a love letter. She hesitated for a Moment, then opened it. Tonight at midnight by the blue cherry blossom tree at the foot of White Deercliffe. Be there or be square. This is so romantic. Is this from the original

owner's lover asking for a secret meeting? No way. I'm not going. I'm not the original owner. It would be so awkward. I'll just pretend I never saw it and go to sleep. With no memories of the original owner, she completely ignored the letter's importance. In her sleep, she felt a Cold wind blowing on her head. It was so cold it woke her up. She realized someone was lying next to her and almost screamed, "Oh my god, no wonder it's so cold. It's the ancestor, my personal air conditioner." There were so many rooms and beds at

White Deer Cliff. Why did he have to lie in her bed? A man and a woman alone. Was he trying to sleep with her? Thinking about his past behavior, she realized she was overthinking it. But he was as cold as a dead person. Was He actually dead? After a moment's hesitation, she placed her hand on his chest. Okay, okay, he's cold, but he has a heartbeat. He's not dead. His pecs are still soft, though. Since that's the case, I can go back to sleep now. As she reached for the blanket to lie down, the dead

Sema Xiao suddenly spoke. You're just going to sleep like this? I'm here. How can you still fall asleep? Lioting jumped. Grand ancestor, you're awake. Do you want to share the blanket? Simma Jiao was speechless. Is that the point? Then what is the point? Then for no reason, she coughed up a mouthful of blood. Simma Jiao immediately sat up and held her. A look of surprise in his eyes. Liao Tingans consciousness was fading. My stomach. It hurts so much. Simma Jiao looked at the dying Leo Tingan in his arms and carefully placed a hand on her

forehead to sense what was wrong. The first time he had thought it was a demon poison and that his Treatment had cured her. Now it seemed more like a dark curse. The demon domain's methods were not as weak as he had thought. Wasn't this woman a demon spy? Why was she being hit by this thing again and again? Despite his confusion, he quickly slit his wrist to save her. The Sema family's blood was the most powerful medicine in the world, something the immortal sect coveted, but could never get a single drop of. Yet, the ancestor

was incredibly generous With it when it came to Liao Tingan. But the unconscious Liaoings jaw was clenched so tightly from the pain that the blood he tried to feed her just went to waste. Sema Xiao's already thin patients wore even thinner. So much trouble. I should just dislocate her jaw. But for some reason, he didn't. Instead, he bit his own wrist wound, took a large mouthful of blood, and pressed his lips to hers, forcing it all down her throat. He had only ever killed People before. He had never saved anyone. The few times he had,

it was because of Liao Tingan. He himself found it strange. He fed her several mouthfuls this way, and Liao Tings pale face quickly turned red. So red it looked like she had been boiled in hot water. Simma Jiao quickly stopped. He knew the woman in his arms had a cultivation level that was too low to handle his blood. Saving people really was much harder than killing them. Can't handle It, huh? In that case, I'll just have her eat a few more petals of the fing snow coagulate flour to raise her cultivation level. Then she'll be

able to handle it. He plucked a few petals and along with his blood, stuffed them all into her mouth. His simple and direct approach not only completely eradicated the bone corroding poison from her body, but also elevated her from a complete novice. A few hours later, Liao Tingyan suddenly woke up. She sat up in bed completely dazed. Wasn't I in agonizing pain last night? Why do I feel so full of energy now? Something was off. She closed her eyes and sensed that there was now a flower in her sea of consciousness. A flower that looked

exactly like that red lotus. She had no idea that in just a few hours she had reached the divine transformation cultivation stage, a level that took others thousands of years to achieve. All she knew was that She felt incredibly powerful now, as if she could move mountains and fill seas with a wave of her hand. A low murmur pulled her scattered thoughts back into focus. She looked down and saw the ancestor lying next to her, looking very unwell, just like that time he had been bleeding into the pool to grow the lotus. She called out

urgently, "Grand ancestor." She got no response. She took a closer look and saw a wound on his hand. Lioting vaguely remembered that Last night when she was in so much pain, it was the ancestor who had fed her his blood to keep her alive. He had saved her, and this strange new feeling in her body was also because of him. As she tried to remember more, she realized her first kiss was gone. But then she thought the ancestor probably got the worst end of the deal, so she decided to just feain amnesia. She touched his

cold hand. The wound on it showed no signs of healing. Her feelings were complicated. You're a murderous psycho, a bad guy. So why do you keep saving me? I was just randomly dropped into this world, just trying to get by day by day. This isn't my home. I just wanted to survive long enough to go back to my own world. I joked about you being my boss, but it was just a way to cope, but you've saved me time and time again. How can I just ignore that? She took out the plant leaves the original

owner had brought from Chingu Peak, a remedy for injuries, And applied them to Sema Jiao's wrist, hoping to heal his wound. As she stared intently at the wound, a faint voice sounded, "My constitution is special. My wounds don't heal easily." Liao Tingan jumped. Grand ancestor, you're awake. Simma Jiao sat up and stared at her. Do you know how much of my blood you drank? Loing covered her mouth. She hadn't felt it before, but now that he mentioned it, she realized she had actually drunk human blood, and she felt an urge to Vomit. Simiao wasn't about

to let his efforts go to waste. He threatened, "If you dare to throw up, I'll kill you." Liao Tingan wisely swallowed it back down. Just then, puppet servant brought breakfast. She quickly opened the door. What's for breakfast today? She needed to eat something good to get the taste of blood out of her mouth. Then she saw that besides the Osmanthus cakes, there was another letter just like the one from yesterday. Liao Tingans smile Vanished. Why is this thing here again? With a heavy heart, she opened the letter. It read, "Midnight by the south cherry blossom

tree at the foot of White Deer Cliff. If you don't come, your identity will be revealed and you won't live for more than 3 days. Liao Tingan had a bad feeling. The original owner had another identity. Usually, this means some villain is about to show up and cause trouble. If the ancestor finds out, will he just kill me? As she was Thinking, a hand reached from behind her and took the letter. Oh no, the ancestor found it. She felt inexplicably guilty, even though she didn't know what she was guilty of. Sema Jiao read it and

snorted. go and meet them. The letter disintegrated into dust in his hand. Liao Tingan, seeing that the ancestor wasn't about to kill her right away, figured she still had a chance. At midnight, at the foot of White Deer Cliff, Liao Tingan met a rather handsome Man. Yuan Shang saw her and his tone was hostile. You've kept me waiting. I've asked you to meet me several times and you've ignored me. Now that you've hooked up with Sema Xiao, are you planning to cut ties with me? Loing Yan thought. What is this? Some ex-boyfriend drama? This guy

must be the original owner's old flame. Thinking of the ancestor who was probably watching from the shadows, she composed herself and put on a cold expression. We're Over. Don't come looking for me again. Yuen Shan never expected this pawn of his to dare to defy him. He was furious. What nonsense are you talking about? Don't forget, your life is in my hands. If I crush this companion bell, the bone corroding poison in your body will Before he could finish, the bell was in Liao Tingys hand. He was completely stunned. When did this pawn gain the

ability to resist her master? Liaoing was now certain that this was the jerk Who had caused her so much pain, a man who used strange poisons to control his girlfriend. Even the murderous ancestor was better than him. She taunted him, shaking the bell. I thought this was something important. This is it. She then crushed the bell in her hand. Yuen Shang stared at the perfectly fine Liao Tingan in disbelief. Why are you okay? And how are you so fast? You're not at theQi refining stage anymore. I can't even see your current cultivation level. He quickly

cast a spell to check and found that this pawn's cultivation was now a level higher than his own. Simma Jiao not only cured your poison, he even helped you increase your cultivation. Why? You should be dead. Yuan Chan was beyond triggered. He was not only furious, but also felt deeply humiliated. He drew his sword and charged at Liao Tingan. Liao Tingan screamed, "Why is this guy attacking me out of nowhere?" Even though the Ancestors weird methods had boosted her to the divine transformation stage, she didn't know any skills. But at a life ordeath moment, she

had to do something. She raised her hand to block. But she felt like she didn't even touch Yuan Shang before he was sent flying, coughing up blood and landing heavily against the large blue cherry blossom tree. Liao Tingan looked at her hand in surprise. Am I that strong? She had no idea that if the ancestor hadn't helped Her with that last move, she would have been the one flying through the air, coughing up blood. The injured Simma Giao, watching Liao Tingyans clueless expression, appeared and patted her on the shoulder. Are you a fake divine transformation

cultivator? You can't even beat a nent soul. He thought, "A man who could arrange for such a demon spy to be sent in can't be that smart either." Liao Tingan looked up and called out, "Grand ancestor," she Thought. I knew the ancestor followed me. "Good thing I didn't say anything I shouldn't have." Yan Changang, seeing this, glared at Liao Tingan with resentment. "Why did you betray me? Is it because you fell in love with Sema Xiao? You, a spy from the demon domain, actually fell in love with Simma Xiao. That's hilarious. He's so cold-blooded he'll

kill you sooner or later. Lao Tingan, afraid the ancestor would misunderstand, quickly cut him off. I'm Not. I didn't. You're in this state and you're still spreading rumors. Simma Xiao curled his finger and all of Yuan Shong's secrets were revealed to him. The Yuan family, who once despised the demon domain the most, produced a descendant like you who gets entangled with them. That's what's truly laughable. Yang was horrified to find that he couldn't move or speak. His soul trembled, and the next moment, he collapsed to the ground, exploding into A bloody mist. Liaoing trembled with

fear. It's over. The ancestor knows everything. Is it my turn now? Simma Jiao turned and pinched her cheek. You're a demon spy. Should I kill you or not? Liao Ting Yan muttered under her breath. If you kill me now, wouldn't yesterday's rescue have been for nothing? Simma Jiao leaned closer, his finger tracing her lips. What did you say? Louder. Liao Tingan took a deep breath. I said you shouldn't kill me. Oh, why not? Loing Yan replied with a serious face. Because I've abandoned the darkness and joined the light. I'm on the ancestors side now. Simma

Jiao, I'm the light. Lioting instantly corrected herself. I've abandoned the light and joined the darkness. Simma Jao was silent for a moment, then activated his truth buff. Then do you want to leave me? Loing answered without hesitation. I don't. After she said it, she herself felt strange. She couldn't help but Blush, her mind racing. Why did I say I don't want to? Have I been corrupted by this decadent lifestyle? Simma Jiao hearing her firm answer decided to keep this woman around. You were pretty useless just now. You couldn't even handle a nent soul cultivator. Liao

Tingan gave him a fake smile. Yeah, I know. I'm definitely not as strong as the grand ancestor, but inside she was thinking, "I've only been a divine transformation cultivator for a day. No One could become an expert fighter overnight." Simia stared at her fake smile and suddenly smiled himself. He scooped her up by the waist. Don't worry, you'll get used to it after killing a few people. Lioting screamed. I don't want to. I don't want to kill anyone. Simma Jao flew forward with her. What if I insist? Loing Yan pouted. Then you might as well

kill me. Simma Xiao, seeing her fearless attitude, his face darkened. Do you really think I won't Kill you? Loing immediately smiled appeasingly. Let's talk this out. Don't be rash. Zimma Jouiao ignored her. He saw a white swallow-shaped flying pavilion in the distance and reached out to grab it. This white swallow flying pavilion was a treasure that the moon palace master had built for his daughter, filled with spiritual energy and incredibly defensive. Today, Ui was out joy riding with her friends. Suddenly, she felt the pavilion shake And saw the infamous Dowist Xiang enter with a woman

in his arms. The pavilion's defenses were as fragile as paper in front of him. The people inside the pavilion screamed when they saw the two intruders. Simma Jao seized control of the pavilion and threw the owner and everyone else out. He then put Liao Tingan down. You stay here and reflect on your actions. Well talk when you're done. Then he also left. The beautiful white swallow flying pavilion Was left floating in the sky above White Deer Cliff with only Liao Tingan inside. She jumped for joy. The boss is gone. I'm on vacation. I can do

whatever I want here.