Fairy, don't be afraid, I'm about to begin my strategy.

"OI, kid!"

Shen Mo found a comfortable position and half-reclined next to a boulder. "What are you looking at? Come and pay your respects to the genius of the Immortal Realm, the successor of the Lingyun Sect's Immortal Path, the chosen one destined to save the Nine Provinces and Eight Desolations, and the future Dao Venerable who will eventually bring love and peace to this world."

Shen Mo's long and complicated sentences finally caught the attention of Deacon Zhao, who turned to look at Shen Mo, who looked like he wanted to punch someone.

"Were you intimidated by my overwhelming Daoist aura?!"

Shen Mo cleared his throat. "Hurry up and let me go. Then kowtow to me three times and shout, 'Dad, I was wrong!' and I'll take pity on you and consider forgiving you!"

Frowning, Deacon Zhao casually flicked out a burst of energy, knocking Shen Mo to the ground.

Completely powerless to resist, Shen Mo was thrown over by the force of the energy and lay on the ground vomiting several mouthfuls of blood.

Fortunately, he had turned off the pain option beforehand, and apart from feeling weak, he did not experience any discomfort.

"You dare hit your dad, you banana-brat!"

Shen Mo glanced at the game interface; Zhao the Deacon's character card still hadn't been generated.

This person is a tortoise, that's why he's so patient.

It seems I won't be able to handle this guy without showing some real skill.

"OI, Zhao, how can you face your parents with such behavior? They raised you with great difficulty, feeding you and sending you to Lingyun Sect for cultivation, and yet you betrayed your master and ancestors, acting against all reason. You imprisoned female disciples and abused prodigies. Don't you feel ashamed? Don't you feel disgraced?"

Deacon Zhao ignored him and instead walked to the edge of the pool, sat down on the ground, and threw out a bronze array plate that hung high in the air, while the magical artifacts arranged around it were activated one by one.

Black clouds swirled above the pool, forming a small tornado that continuously stirred the emerald green water.

Suddenly, waves surged skyward, seemingly blocked by some force in mid-air, bursting into a misty spray before crashing back into the pool with tremendous force.

The blade-like leaves of the Nine-Turn Soul-Eating Grass rustled in the wind, and the strange insects hidden among the flower stamens swallowed the swirling mist into their bellies like whales sucking water.

This strange and unusual phenomenon amazed Shen Mo.

Wait a minute, I'm swearing, I can't stop!

"After all these years of cultivation, you haven't learned anything else, but you've mastered the art of 'shamelessness' to perfection. Others cultivate to seek the Great Dao and transcend their mortal form, but you've only revealed your true nature and become a beast."

Shen Mo continued his monologue, "Hey, Zhao, how can you be so patient? You're like a green-haired turtle, could you be the legendary Master Roshi?"

"..."

He cursed with every word he could think of, but the other party remained unmoved, continuing to concentrate on operating the formation.

What kind of mental cultivation method does this person practice? Is it some kind of ninja divine skill?

Shen Mo cursed until his throat was dry. He realized for the first time how tiring it was to curse someone. If the other person ignored him, it would have no effect at all.

Indeed, people who lose their sense of shame are truly invincible.

Looking at the perpetually empty character card on the game panel, Shen Mo was somewhat exasperated. He had imagined countless difficulties he might encounter in the game, but he never expected to get stuck on drawing aggro.

Why is it so hard to be a bad person?

Simply resorting to verbal attacks is ineffective; it seems we need to change our approach.

"Zhao Moyuan!"

Shen Mo shouted Zhao's real name with all his might.

"You achieved fame at a young age, but lacked the talent, and your efforts ultimately amounted to nothing. Arrogant and unwilling to admit defeat, you eventually had to admit you were a failure, a complete and utter loser. In others' eyes, your passionate and courageous journey was nothing more than a boring joke, not worth mentioning!"

"The sad thing is, you're powerless to change the situation! Trash, I'm ashamed for you!"

Huh? No response?

Shen Mo used his years of accumulated knowledge of movie and novel storylines to place Zhao Moyuan in the backgrounds of those villainous characters, constantly stimulating their sore spots.

Seeing that the other party still did not react, Shen Mo continued to slander, no, to expose, defiantly.

"Zhao Moyuan, you are truly pathetic. You couldn't even protect the one you loved. She ended up becoming a Daoist partner with another, living happily ever after. She was wantonly pampered by him, their clothes removed for unrestrained dual cultivation—ugh, I can't even bear to think about that scene!"

"The one who stole her away was your closest person, wasn't it? Don't you hate yourself? Hate yourself for being useless, unable to do anything, and only able to watch all of this happen?"

Suddenly, the clouds and mist boiled and churned, and the tornado abruptly exploded. The pool water surged and rose like a storm cloud, crashing uncontrollably into the surroundings, only to be stopped by an invisible wall, shattering into countless sprays.

The strange insect, deprived of the mist's nourishment, became agitated and cried out repeatedly.

Seeing this, Zhao Moyuan quickly poured more spiritual energy into the array plate. The array shone brightly, binding the clouds and mist again. The pool water returned to normal, and the strange insects continued to devour it.

"Hmm? It's working!"

Zhao Moyuan was clearly agitated just now, and the situation almost got out of control.

Continue increasing the dosage!

"Zhao Moyuan, you are so pitiful. Your family has abandoned you, your sect has given up on you, and your lover has betrayed you. You can only hide in this dark and sunless underground cave, engaging in some unorthodox practices. You only dare to bully us weaklings in the dark like a disgusting rat."

The clouds that had just calmed down began to churn again, showing signs of getting out of control once more.

That's like killing someone by breaking their spirit!

Shen Mo was secretly pleased. "But no matter what you do, you don't dare to openly take back everything that belongs to you. What can you gain by playing despicable tricks and selling your soul and dignity? Overthrowing this cultivation world? Don't be ridiculous. You can't even shake the Lingyun Sect. You've been a clown from beginning to end."

"you……"

"Shut up!"

The furious roar was shattered by the giant wave that exploded in the center of the pool.

The clouds and mist spiraled out of control, charging and crashing like trapped beasts, squeezing the surrounding barriers. The strange insects within the mist shrieked in alarm, creating utter chaos.

Suddenly, the strange insect let out a high-pitched cry, and the Nine-Turn Soul-Eating Grass rapidly contracted its branches and leaves, and slowly sank down.

Seeing this, Zhao Moyuan panicked, frantically channeling his spiritual energy into the array plate suspended in the air as if it were free. The surrounding array fully materialized, runes flashing, clearly operating at full capacity.

But the clouds and water refused to calm down, instead whipping up huge waves that kept crashing against the barrier.

"puff!"

Zhao Moyuan, who was struggling to hold on, suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The array flickered, as if it was in danger of breaking at any moment.

Taking this opportunity, Shen Mo unleashed a barrage of trash talk, but the other party remained unaffected. Instead, they stabilized the formation and calmed the pool, turning a crisis into nothing.

If verbal attacks alone could cause the formation to go out of control, resulting in Zhao Moyuan being injured or killed, that would be truly wonderful.

Unexpectedly, the plan he came up with on the spur of the moment actually worked, and Shen Mo secretly felt smug.

"I really am a genius!"

[Character: Zhao Moyuan]

[Dislike rating: 50 points]

Strategy Points: 0

[Character Relationship: Enemies]

Goodness, he started with 50 points of animosity. It seems Shen Mo really provoked him!

Before Shen Mo could examine Zhao Moyuan's character card in detail, a large, hard, and icy hand gripped his neck.

Zhao Moyuan stared intently at Shen Mo, his eyes filled with anger, regret, and resentment. He was like a ferocious beast in dire straits, his eyes blazing with destructive madness.

Shen Mo chuckled lightly, "You little brat, you've finally looked me in the eye! How dare you ignore your father? Am I not human? Am I even human?!"

With a crisp click, Shen Mo's perspective reversed, his body collapsed, and he lost consciousness!

Victory and defeat are common occurrences in war; great hero, please try again.

The long-awaited death settlement screen appeared, and Shenmo was finally ready to roll back.

There are no other restrictions on reverting to a previous save point in this game. As long as you save beforehand, you can choose any point to revert to.

Of course, there are limitations on the save location. Currently, it can only be bound to Chen Qingqing's house, but which node to return to requires careful consideration.

After a moment's thought, Shen Mo locked onto one of the archives.

The scenery before his eyes suddenly changed, and Shenmo entered the game again. It was truly a wonderful and hopeful day.

[Number of rollback attempts remaining: 98]