After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus.

Chapter 96 I'll get to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival

In Immortal Mode, Zhang Chen simply raised his hand and waved it.

The electric grid, accompanied by the roar of dragons, covered the entire island in the lake, completely isolating it from the outside world.

He now fully understood how to use Sage Mode.

I was just using it haphazardly before.

He had a cheat code, but he only used it to scare monsters, like kindergarten kids playing house with Xiao Yan's Yao Lao Ring.

If he was a nuclear bomb filled with a nuclear reactor before, then he is now equivalent to installing a remote control device on the nuclear bomb.

The yang energy in his body was like an arm, allowing him to enjoy himself however he pleased, and with a casual wave of his hand, he could unleash various techniques imbued with hand seals.

For example, right now, they can even transform yang energy into ropes to tie up Zhonglongniang.

You can tie it however you like.

I don't understand, but it seems really impressive.

Long Luoyang stared in astonishment at the changes happening to him, his size constantly shifting until he was stuck in a medium-sized form.

It looks like there's a bug; the frame rate is very low, it's really unlucky, and the graphics card looks like it's burned out.

Out of concern for the Dragon Daoist, Zhang Chen infused her with a bit of yang energy that would make her feel incredibly good.

Long Luoyang kept her mouth tightly shut, refusing to yield even in the face of death, but Zhang Chen still managed to pry it open and forcefully ejaculate inside her.

A moment later, Long Luoyang reverted to her Great Dragon Mother form, her cold, golden eyes staring at Zhang Chen for two seconds before suddenly raising her small hand to cover her mouth...

"vomit..."

Then, he couldn't stop vomiting.

I'm still experiencing morning sickness.

"...It shouldn't taste that bad, right?"

Long Luojue vomited a lot of clean water on the ground, and after vomiting, he would shiver and shudder.

After calming down, the Great Dragon Mother looked at the solidified yang energy on his body and listened to the roar of the thunder dragon above his head, and couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.

In an instant, countless memories flooded my mind.

Even when she had previously decided to die, her emotions were not as turbulent as they are now.

The wind blew again, the rain fell, and her vision became blurry and distorted. The moon in the sky seemed to be spinning, the lake on the ground seemed to be sinking, and the distant mountains seemed to be moving sideways.

When she tapped her head, it produced a sound like a monk striking a golden bell with a huge wooden mallet in a temple.

His voice was as loud as a bell.

"Are you faking it?" Long Luoyang frowned, unable to figure out where she had made a careless mistake.

In her memory, this bastard always lost his memory every time he went into seclusion, and would only remember everything when he was about to die... Why is it so early this time?

Zhang Chen remained silent. This time he had learned his lesson; the ultimate way to show off is to not speak.

Pretentious.

"That's true." Long Luoyang gave a wry smile, as if relieved. "Amnesia is probably just an excuse you made up for yourself."

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"To you, we are just monsters, mere pawns on your path of cultivation."

"You wanted to become an immortal, so you needed demons to prolong your life. Now that you've succeeded, we're wholeheartedly devoted to you. Are you happy now?"

"Zhang Chen, no matter how many times you try to stop me, no matter if there are still monsters following me, as long as I am alive, I will definitely plant this tree."

"It's not for you," Long Luoyang said resolutely. "I only have one obsession left. Otherwise, I would have already committed suicide under this Bitter Love Tree."

"Unfortunately, you find this ridiculous, don't you?"

"My so-called revenge, my so-called...making you personally experience how I felt back then, is...worthless to you."

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"You've never been moved, so why would you grieve for me dying before your eyes?"

"To mold me into the dragon that planted this tree, you feigned love for me day and night. You said it for sixty years, and I listened for sixty years. I've always been looking forward to the day I grow up..."

"When I finally achieved my wish and cultivated the power of pure water with a pure heart... you didn't even say goodbye to me..."

"Do you know that this magical power of purifying water will render me forever infertile?"

"I looked forward to being your wife and mother, but from the very first moment you met me, you were deceiving my feelings. You were already prepared to make me lose my fertility, all for this rotten tree..."

That was indeed a very early birth.

"If you have any conscience left, then let go." Long Luoyang waved his hand weakly. "Retreat the Yang Lightning, disappear, and everything will return to normal."

"The monsters outside will only think it's your spirit manifesting, and your determination to plant the tree will be even stronger."

"You crave righteousness, you crave immortality, you're ruthless—isn't this what you wanted to see? You disappeared for three hundred years; didn't you already abandon this tree?"

Long Luoyang staggered to his feet, a cold sword materializing in his hand, which he held against her fair neck, his face resolute: "If you don't leave in a while, I will still die."

Zhang Chen looked at the electric rat on the ground and wondered if he should just electrocute Long Luojue and take him home.

It's hard to explain. Once his immortal mode is over, he can only control the dragon girl by manipulating the yang energy in her body.

However, this control cannot be maintained at all times. If the dragon girl regains consciousness for even a second, she will still commit suicide.

Furthermore, the female demons actually rely on his yang energy to maintain their meager lives, and Long Luoyang's transformations seem to be related to this.

I wonder if frequent operation will shorten its lifespan.

I'm going to have to use my verbal skills again.

"I've fallen for you," Zhang Chen said calmly. "I've never lied to you."

"Tempted?" Long Luoyang's expression faltered for a moment, but she still held her sword firmly. "Zhang Chen, the word you say most often is that you love me."

Do you think I'd still believe that?

My past self was so damn despicable, I ruined all my credibility, how am I supposed to gain favor now?

"A thousand years ago, I thought the same thing, that you must have had your reasons. I spared no effort to preserve my childhood appearance... I was just afraid that when you came back, you wouldn't recognize me as an adult..."

"And what was the result? I just sought you out yesterday, and you claim to be moved, yet you wouldn't even dare take off my clothes... Zhang Chen, how disgusting do you think I am?"

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Actually, he had his pants down.

And baby, you've gotten so small, do you think I've completely lost my conscience if you want me to do *that* with you?

If you want me to be electrocuted, just say so; don't test the cadres like this.

Zhang Chen admitted that Xiaolongniang also had a unique charm.

He almost failed the test.

"Besides, you've ruined my maternal instincts, rendering me infertile. How can you call that falling for me...?"

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"That's not the case." Zhang Chen had already found the blind spot.

Before this, Xiaolongniang had already let it slip.

Because of the supernatural power of [Purifying Water], which is equivalent to a passive skill, Long Luoyang is unable to conceive after purifying everything.

But...

"When you drank my blood yesterday, did it turn into water?"

Long Luoyang was taken aback, her lips moving slightly, "Naturally, it has turned into water..."

"Then how can I help you restore your energy?"

"Blood turns into water, but the yang energy within the blood..."

That's protein, good stuff.

"This is utter nonsense. Who told you I can't get you pregnant? Ordinary men are men, but am I an ordinary one?"

"...It is the Tushan clan."

That's not surprising; this fox is a habitual liar.

"But that's all... Zhang Chen, in the end, won't you still leave me as before? Whether I'm moved or not is meaningless now."

Long Luoyang hesitated a bit more than before. She put down the sword with a slight tremor, but then raised her hand and quickly swung it, performing a sword dance in front of Zhang Chen.

The next instant, her undergarments flew in disarray, revealing Long Luoyang's snow-white skin on her chest.

What Zhang Chen saw first was not the enchanting spring scenery.

It was from the girl's body... a hideous scar that ran from her left shoulder to her heart.

This scar is like a crack on a perfect piece of jade, making people afraid to appreciate its beauty and completely shocked by the wound.

"A dragon can be two-faced." Long Luoyang covered half of his chest with his hand, revealing only the scar.

"You use your heart as nourishment for the Bitter Love Tree, and I can also dig out my heart to give to you... Zhang Chen, the heart inside your body is mine."

Zhang Chen was stunned.

"I long to spend the rest of my life with you, even if it means having my heart ripped out..."

"But you pretended to be dead, and when I woke up, you left without saying goodbye! Fifteen hundred years have passed in the blink of an eye... Do you know how much I truly believed you were dead? I observed mourning for you for a hundred years, only to hear the news of your affair with another female demon!"

So it turns out... when I sacrificed my body to plant a tree 1,500 years ago, I was actually revived by Long Luoyang with her heart. As a result, as soon as I woke up, I ran away with her heart to find other female demons to pat my back.

Damn, that was a birth within a birth, why?

There is no solution to this problem.

What do you have to say?

How would losing a heart affect you?

"Every midnight, I suffer excruciating pain that rips my heart out."

"Feel sorry."

"It's too late, Zhang Chen." Long Luoyang turned her back. "Get out of here, take your Yang Lei with you."

"Since you didn't care when the Bitter Love Tree died, I suppose you don't care about our past either. I must plant this tree, for myself, and for those monsters... but not for you."

"I will try to make up for the mistakes I made before, but only if you live..." Zhang Chen said.

"At least...have children..." he tentatively suggested.

"Do you think I want your filthy offspring like they do? If you just want to play with my body, then do whatever you want with me after I'm dead."

"..." Well, he wasn't as twisted as Shen Nianxi in terms of surveillance.

"If I replant this tree, can you forgive yourself for now?" Zhang Chen asked again.

"Still want to die?" Long Luoyang turned to look at him, tears streaming down her face. "If you die again, I'll rip out my last heart to show you!"

"I won't die. I told you long ago that I could plant this tree. Things are different now."

"...I don't believe you." Long Luoyang stomped her bare feet on the ground in a huff, appearing somewhat spoiled, yet also showing a rare hint of expectation.

But she still used her body to protect the Bitter Love Tree seed, watching Zhang Chen warily, as if she would explode if Zhang Chen made the slightest move.

Does she not want to believe herself? No... she just doesn't dare to believe it anymore.

Having been misled time and time again, Zhang Chen knew he would never trust again.

"Instead of wasting time lying to me, you should think about the trouble you'll cause by exposing yourself too early... Zhang Chen, may we never meet again in the next life..."

Zhang Chen sighed.

Fortunately, he had a backup plan at home. Talking about it was no substitute for showing the Dragon Girl what he had done.

We'll figure out how to make amends once the trees are planted.

The CD is almost due.

Zhang Chen picked up the electric mouse from the ground, pinched the invisible mouse in his pocket, and his figure gradually disappeared... as if he was about to run away.

Long Luojue watched him disappear, her small mouth opened slightly, tears still streaming down her face, before she conjured up her clothes and put them on.

Zhang Chen's arrival today was actually beyond her expectations. Originally, she planned to absorb the demonic power of these tens of thousands of monsters with Yin Lightning and kill all the bastards in the company if Zhang Chen hadn't come.

Zhang Chen drifted away like an invisible breeze.

The electric grid disappeared, revealing the scene below. In an instant, countless gazes turned towards it... but no one was seen except for Long Luojue.

The demon king, a rogue cultivator, sighed a few times on the moon, while a burst of triumphant laughter erupted from the company's workbench.

Long Luoyang stared at the thunder dragon in the sky, but the Yang Thunder Dragon could no longer be seen.

Although everything went according to her wishes, she still felt inexplicably empty and lost. That damned Zhang Chen, even when she was determined to die, he still had to try to ruin her Dao heart.

"call..."

Long Luoyang took another deep breath, clenched his fists, and controlled the thunder dragon in the sky to crash down.

All living beings lost the ability to breathe at this moment.

"Bang!"

Thunder roared, but the anticipated scene of the annihilation of all demons did not occur.

Long Luoyang looked up at the sky and saw that her lightning dragon had been completely shattered... In its place appeared a small yellow mouse floating in the air, releasing even more astonishing yang lightning from its cheeks, instantly piercing through the mountainside and causing black smoke to billow from the people sitting on the table...

Long Luoyang seemed to hear someone shout "100,000 Volts" in his mind's eye, and in his confusion...

Colorful clouds carrying the fragrance of flowers are slowly drifting in from the horizon.

Meanwhile, in a small matchmaking agency in Ning'an.

A large, fat black rat, almost as big as Totoro, was carrying a bottle of fine, pure water and was pouring it into a small mound of earth...

The seeds in the mound of earth sprouted quickly, grew branches and leaves, and within a few breaths grew into a small tree more than a meter tall, and bloomed with two or three flowers.

"Squeak!" The eldest rat gave a solemn salute to the little tree.

This fat rat had no idea what a great thing it had done, nor did it know that it was the second creature besides Zhang Chen to plant the Bitter Love Tree. It just felt that this moment was of extraordinary significance!

If everything is done well, when Zhang Chen comes back, Boss Rat can ask Zhang Chen to give him a whole case of iced tea!

"Squeak! Squeak squeak squeak!" This roughly translates to "Wild! Shocking the Celestial Empire!"

Shouting this, the eldest mouse excitedly hugged the tree and shook it, showing off to its little brothers, but then it got a choking odor from the blossoms and sneezed...

This sneeze sent a few pollen grains from the petals soaring into the sky, quickly mixing into the clouds and turning the entire cloudscape into a kaleidoscope of colors.

The colors spread extremely quickly, and in an instant, from Ning'an to Tushan, the moonlight along the way dyed the clouds with rosy hues.

It was the height of the Mid-Autumn Festival night, and amidst the myriad lights of homes, people enjoying mooncakes and admiring the moon on their balconies couldn't help but marvel at this beautiful spectacle...

"Squeak?" The eldest mouse looked at the sky in horror, jumped up and stretched out its chubby little paws to grab the few grains of pollen that had run away.

"Squeak! Oh no!" The eldest mouse was in a panic, thinking it had messed up and was about to run away with a box of iced tea.

But as soon as it ran out onto the street with the iced tea in its arms, it saw people gathered together, chatting and laughing, all with gentle smiles on their faces.

The fat mouse paused, thinking, "I'd better go back and eat a mooncake with my little brother before running away."

Even the mouse knows that no matter what grudges or affections there are, let's sit down and celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival first.