Gao Wu: After transforming into a soft girl, I became a calamity?

Deep within the mist, in a vast, secret realm.

Generally speaking, regardless of the secret realm, due to limited resources, the number of calamities will not be too large, and their distribution will naturally not be too dense.

But this place is completely different.

Everywhere there were twisted, black trees, forming dense forests that blocked out the sky.

Deep in the dense forest, a simple courtyard was built.

In one of the rooms, a pale-skinned, somewhat effeminate young man suddenly opened his eyes and got up from the stone bed.

"end!"

A wave of deathly energy instantly spread, penetrating the courtyard wall and spreading throughout the entire forest.

When he felt the pain in his body, Ji Xuan realized that the severe injury to the fetus had forcibly transferred his will back.

He rubbed his forehead, seemingly still a little unaccustomed to it.

Even after advancing to the sixth rank and temporarily recovering his physical body, his body was still being eroded by the curse.

This kind of pain is unbearable for ordinary people.

But having a physical body meant having senses, and even though it was quite painful, Ji Xuan endured it willingly.

Only in this way can he feel that he is truly "alive".

After awakening, Ji Xuan abandoned his past self and became a ghost wandering in the northern mist, madly taking revenge on all of humanity.

It wasn't until he met Wangchuan that he had a rough plan for the future again.

But now, all the plans and arrangements have vanished into thin air.

The reason is the ultimate calamity from which another diseased person originates—[Doomsday]!

The thought of her standing in the sunlight, gaining everyone's trust, and defeating him and Wangchuan so thoroughly fueled the cold flames burning even more fiercely in Ji Xuan's heart.

He doesn't understand.

On what grounds?

Is it because she was born well?

Or was it because of the guarantee provided by [Eternal Day]?

In the darkness, the faint blue light emanating from Ji Xuan's eyes grew brighter and brighter, almost as if it were burning.

Suddenly, he looked up at the window, then pushed open the door and went out.

Standing in the courtyard was a woman in a white dress. She had exquisite features and a faint fragrance, but her expression carried an inhuman coldness.

"Have they all been withdrawn?"

Wangchuan shook his head and said indifferently:

"The 'Fierce God' is dead, but he only managed to inflict minor injuries on the other two."

After he finished speaking, the courtyard fell into a long silence.

"...Even in decay, my promise remains valid."

Wangchuan knew that Diaoling's losses this time were far greater than hers, and the responsibility lay with her.

Although she can use the still-active [Fragrance of Depravity] and [Erosion Witch] to back out, what then?

To completely part ways, and then be defeated one by one?

Only by continuing to deepen cooperation and restoring our strength can we preserve ourselves as much as possible.

Ji Xuan gave her a deep look, understanding the same thing in his heart.

His past experiences shaped his reserved and extreme personality. Although the threat of the "apocalypse" was severe, it was not so easy for him to give up.

He sighed softly and said:

"In that case, I won't stand on ceremony."

Upon hearing this, Wangchuan's eyes flickered slightly:

"you say."

"Didn't you want to consolidate the authority of [Nightmare] by analyzing 'samples'?"

Ji Xuan patted her shoulder and looked at her profile, his meaning couldn't be clearer.

"...Okay, I'll try my best to make sure you have a good dream."

Wangchuan nodded slightly.

She understood Ji Xuan and knew his pain.

The death energy is his source of power, but it also torments his soul, preventing him from truly sleeping peacefully.

As one of the spiritual pinnacles, Wangchuan does indeed have the ability to temporarily relieve his pain.

But... she didn't understand why such a good opportunity would be wasted on this?

They are even willing to volunteer themselves as samples for analyzing human painful emotions?

She doesn't understand.

"Let's get started right away, we don't have much time left."

Ji Xuan strode towards the room he had just left.

Seeing this, Wangchuan immediately followed.

The two arrived in front of the stone bed.

Unexpectedly, Wangchuan took off her shoes, straightened her skirt, and knelt on the edge of the bed. Her movements were extremely natural, which left Ji Xuan somewhat stunned.

She looked up, puzzled:

"What's wrong?"

"What are you doing?"

"Since I said 'to the best of my ability,' I will naturally do my best."

Wangchuan looked serious and said matter-of-factly:

"Let me first examine your soul state. If there are no problems, then we can proceed step by step to examine the main soul in the core."

Ji Xuan frowned.

His body structure is unique; 70% of his soul is in his core, and 30% is in his head.

It sounds reasonable, but something just feels off.

"Oh well."

He simply stopped thinking about it, walked to the stone bed, and slowly lay down.

When the back of his head touched a strange softness, Ji Xuan's already stiff body instantly became even stiffer.

Helpless, he could only close his eyes and, as before, warn himself that the other party was a calamity.

Soon, a pair of slender, fair hands covered his eyes.

A cool spiritual force descended and slowly permeated his soul.

At the same time, Ji Xuan's past memories were also fed back to the River of Oblivion through the connection.

She felt as if she could personally empathize with Ji Xuan's experiences, and the budding emotions she had begun to develop rapidly, giving her a deeper understanding of mental anguish.

Wangchuan was unaware that the way he looked at him was gradually becoming strange.

Ji Xuan couldn't see her eyes, but he felt her lean slightly forward and sigh softly.

"well--"