I risked my life, using the butterfly effect to shatter the immortal realm.

Yu Liang brushed the wood chips off his legs and grinned at Xiao Wufeng:

"Young Master Xiao, you've got a brilliant plan, but you've overlooked one thing."

Xiao Wufeng's expression remained unchanged; he simply placed the name "Yu Liang" at the top of his kill list in his mind.

Annotation: The harbinger of disaster, his ashes scattered at sea.

He raised his hand and subtly adjusted the strap of the sword case, saying calmly, "The divination results are messed up."

The words had barely left his lips.

The Forest of Inner Demons has exploded.

Yu Liang's "judging ugliness" operation just now completely shattered the false balance that had been maintained here for thousands of years.

Countless strange trees rose from the ground.

The tree trunk was covered with distorted human faces, their gaping, dark mouths wide open.

The shrill sound ripped through eardrums and saw through the human heart.

That was the most unethical truth that had been suppressed for thousands of years.

"Bai Lian'er didn't take a bath at all last night!!"

"To maintain her 'plump' persona, she stuffed two wads of cotton into her undergarment! And they were old, shoddy cotton pulled from a tattered cotton-padded jacket!!"

As Bai Lian'er was applying makeup in front of the mirror, her hand trembled, shattering the bronze mirror, and her face instantly turned as red as a pig's liver.

She instinctively clutched her chest, her murderous intent surging: "Shut up! I'm going to chop you all into firewood!"

The sword light was like a waterfall.

But they couldn't shut the tree demons' mouths.

Another tree spirit, with a lewd appearance, unleashed a barrage of attacks on the cat-riding loli:

"Qian Duoduo stole Master's secret stash of money to buy spirit beast pills! The ledger says 'losses from alchemy furnace explosion'!"

"She even ate some herself! Her review was 'deep-sea salted fish flavor, slightly dry texture'!!"

Big white cat on its back.

Qian Duoduo swayed and nearly fell into the mud pit.

She covered her cat ears tightly, her face flushed, still stubbornly refusing to admit it:

"That was for drug testing! I dedicated myself to the Dao of Alchemy... Can that be called stealing?!"

The tree spirits continued their offensive relentlessly, not even sparing the seemingly most formidable beastmen.

A thick tree branch suddenly lashed out at Tuoba Ye, and the human face on the tree trunk grinned wildly:

"Tuoba Ye can't understand animal language at all! He's just talking nonsense!!"

"Last time Lei Hu yelled at him because he thought his feet smelled bad and told him to get lost! But he thought Lei Hu was praising him for being 'powerful and domineering,' and he was so moved that he hugged the tiger head and cried all night!!"

Tuoba Ye's dark face instantly turned purple, veins bulging on his neck, and he roared frantically:

"Bullshit! Utter nonsense!!"

Next up was Ye Aotian.

"Ye Aotian practices his 'Smiling Backwards Glance' in front of the mirror for three hours every day!"

"To make him look like a seven-foot-tall man, three inches of wood were placed in the soles of his boots! Three inches!"

"ah--!!"

Ye Aotian screamed in a broken voice, wildly wielding his longsword to shred the tree demon into dust, but he couldn't stop the surging of more sounds.

in the corner.

A giant eye-shaped tree spirit turned to Mo Yuan and let out a whistling laugh:

"Mo Yuan wasn't spacing out at all! She was already conceiving in her mind how to refine everyone here into 'Spiritually Crafted Serving Puppets'!"

"The purpose she designed for Xiao Wufeng was the 'Frosty Jade Summer Heat Relief Array Eye'! And for Ye Aotian, it was the 'Sound-Based Position-Orienting Everlasting Lamp'!"

"As for Yu Liang..."

"She marked it 'Durable training dummy' on the diagram, with the annotation 'Extremely soft to the touch, its screams are melodious, perfect for making a soft, fragrant pillow, I hug it every night when I sleep naked'!!"

Mo Yuan's perpetually icy demeanor crumbled, and a sickly flush rose to her cheeks.

Her fingers were tightly twisting the hem of her clothes.

"We've been...discovered..."

"How embarrassing..."

"But... I really want that kind of diagram..."

This was a public execution; the deniers' limbs began to turn to wood. Amid the chaos, only Xiao Wufeng stood still as a stone.

The tree spirits around him had just aimed their mouths at him.

"Click."

The mechanism of the sword case clicked, and an invisible sword intent opened a soundproof array, shielding the noise from the outside.

His gaze locked onto the ancient bronze mirror that was faintly visible in front of him—the Mirror of Inner Demons, the source of the rules.

"The mirror holds millennia of lies and secrets."

Xiao Wufeng's lips moved slightly.

"Forcibly shattering it will inevitably result in a backlash from the 'True Turbid Current.' Anyone below the Golden Core stage will go mad upon touching it."

He tapped his fingers on the sword case.

He was calculating the scale of life and death.

"A container is needed."

"A shameless vessel, whose Dao heart has long been rotten, is going to withstand this wave of lightning."

Focus your gaze.

Yu Liang has been identified.

"The path is laid. Please enter the trap."

Xiao Wufeng's lips curled into a faint, cold smile.

at this time.

Yu Liang's eyes lit up.

The scattered rocks underfoot were arranged in a strange way, as if deliberately guided to form a shortcut leading directly to the bronze mirror.

The mirror exuded a deadly attraction.

It's like a naked beauty waving.

Yu Liang narrowed his eyes.

He realized it was a trap.

But he could also smell the scent behind the mirror that made the "Scars of Divine Retribution" all over his body throb wildly.

That's highly poisonous.

It's also very nourishing.

"Trying to use me as a pawn?"

Yu Liang sneered inwardly, "Then let's see whose gun is tougher."

He did not hesitate at all.

Dragging its still-wooden body, it leaped high into the air.

He slammed his right fist into the mirror.

"Smash it!"

Crack. The mirror shattered, and viscous black liquid gushed out, soaking Yu Liang completely.

"Ah—!!" Yu Liang screamed in agony.

Beneath the robes, the mark of divine retribution, like a hungry shark opening its mouth, frantically devoured the causal poison that was enough to shatter the Nascent Soul Dao Heart.

The pleasure of his soul being filled almost made him groan out loud.

"what……"

Another sigh, trembling with emotion, rang out.

Mo Yuan approached without anyone noticing.

His empty eyes shone with a frightening light as he stared intently at Yu Liang, whose body was covered in black liquid.

"Watered by the malice of heaven and earth, betrayed by trusted companions, struggling even in the abyss of despair..."

She pulled out a tape measure, her fingertips trembling with excitement.

Approaching step by step.

"This dirty yet poignant sense of brokenness... is this the tragic trope only found in plays where the protagonist falls into evil?"

"Junior Brother Yu, you are now a perfect specimen."

"This layer of black venom is the best paint for a body."

While enduring the pleasure, Yu Liang pretended to be in pain, all the while dodging the crazy woman's measuring tape.

"Get lost! I'm poisoned, not having you blessed!"

Just then.

Xiao Wufeng made a move.

His figure moved like lightning, stopping three zhang away at a safe distance, the warm jade bottle in his hand absorbing the fragments of rules escaping from the air:

"With the Mirror of Inner Demons broken, I will accept this wisp of the Daoist essence of 'Supreme Forgetfulness of Emotions'."

Everyone was awakened.

It turns out that all of this was part of Xiao Wufeng's plan!

He had seen through the weakness long ago and anticipated the backlash.

If we don't take action, we're just waiting for Yu Liang, that hothead, to go and die, to become that unlucky guy who unclogs the sewers!

"Xiao Wufeng! You tricked me?!"

Yu Liang was completely black, like a vengeful ghost just pulled out of ink, and turned around to glare angrily.

"Make the best use of everything."

Xiao Wufeng put away the jade bottle and straightened his sleeves.

"Your resistance to cause and effect is extraordinary; if you take the lead, there is still a 90% chance of survival."

"If it were Ye Aotian, he would be a dead man by now."

Ye Aotian, squatting on the ground questioning his existence: "..."

Thank you and your whole family!

"What a brilliant example of making the most of resources!"

Yu Liang wiped the black water from his face, revealing a set of white teeth, and smiled sinisterly, "Young Master Xiao, your plan is brilliant, but you've forgotten one thing."

Xiao Wufeng frowned: "What is it?"

"I'm a scoundrel."

Yu Liang suddenly reached out and grabbed at the void. With a hissing sound, the absorbed "causal poison" gathered into a wriggling black ball of light in his palm.

"The mirror is broken, but I've kept a record of all the secrets inside."

Yu Liang pointed to his head and smiled like a devil.

"What the tree spirit shouted just now was only the tip of the iceberg."

"For example, the great scholar Xiao..."

Yu Liang changed the subject, his gaze drifting towards the ever-calm figure.

"In the deepest compartment of your sword case, there's a peach-colored..."

Clang—!

Xiao Wufeng drew his sword half an inch from its sheath.

For the first time, a crack appeared on that perpetually calm face.

A chilling killing intent locked onto Yu Liang's throat as if it were a tangible substance.

Name your price.

His voice was as cold as ice shards, yet carried a hint of barely perceptible panic.

"Exquisite".

Yu Liang snapped his fingers, completely ignoring the sword energy pressed against his neck.

He pulled a stack of crumpled IOUs from his pocket.

It shook itself slowly and deliberately, as if displaying a rare treasure.

"Gentlemen."

"That little commotion just now was merely an appetizer."

He shook the black ball of light in his hand, looking at the six prodigies around him, their faces pale and as if they had lost their parents.

"Do you want the rest of the 'real stuff' to rot inside me forever?"

"Come, come, come."

"Let's talk about hush money."

"Spirit stones, magic weapons, and elixirs can all be exchanged for money."

Everyone was angry but dared not speak out.

Only Mo Yuan took a step forward.

Ignoring the tense atmosphere, she looked at Yu Liang with expectant eyes, her voice filled with a sickly pleading:

"What about mine? Is my secret... in there too?"

"Now that you know everything about me..."

"Following the script of traditional operas, should I offer myself to you, or... lock you in a cellar and interrogate you day and night to find out exactly what you know?"

She pulled a pair of gleaming shackles from the wolf's belly.

His eyes were glazed over.

"I have no money."

"Use this to pay off the debt, lock you up, and let you tell me stories all by yourself, okay?"

Yu Liang's lips twitched.

He decisively turned his head away, ignoring this crazy woman with her peculiar thought process.

Seeing that Yu Liang ignored her, Mo Yuan's fervor only intensified.

She murmured to herself, "Clearly manipulated into becoming a pawn, yet turning the tables and dragging the player into the mire... This sordid sense of a desperate counterattack, even disregarding my advances... is truly captivating..."

Xiao Wufeng took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the urge to tear Yu Liang to pieces.

Just as he was about to speak, Yu Liang suddenly leaned closer, lowered his voice, and, in a volume only the two of them could hear, added insult to injury with a sly grin:

"That must be Peak Master Liu's personal belongings, right?"

"Tsk tsk tsk."

"Senior Brother Xiao, so this is your taste?"

"If this gets out, what will become of the image of our Qingxuan Sect's detached and ascetic Daoist disciple..."

"But it shattered all over the place."

For the first time, Xiao Wufeng's hand holding the sword trembled.

He had it on his "kill list".

Yu Liang's name was moved from the first position to the "[Top Danger]" column, which must be erased immediately, at all costs.

This person will not die.

The Qingxuan Sect will never have a peaceful day!