Brother, how come you're a witch?

"Zzzzt—"

Su Yan drew his sword in an instant, but he was still a fraction too slow.

The surrounding scenery was stretched and turned into blurry light and shadow, only Liu Baishuang in front of me was clear.

He heard Ye Jingqiu's anxious call from behind, the Little Sword Ancestor's voice drawn out endlessly...

"Su Yan—!!"

This girl can actually make sounds that clearly express her emotions; it's so unlike her.

This thought flashed through Su Yan's mind in an instant, and everything around him stopped changing and became solid again.

The moonlight was cold and eerie, the shadows of the trees were desolate, and all was quiet. However, the positions of the stars and moon in the sky had not changed much, so this place should still be near Yanshan.

Su Yan drew his sword, but Liu Baishuang pressed it down with two fingers. The aura emanating from the girl, who was almost pressed against him, was no longer concealed, revealing her mid-stage Core Formation realm.

"You are not her."

Su Yan applied slight pressure to his wrist and looked down at 'Liu Baishuang'. He still did not sense any malice from her.

"I am not, I am not a little vixen, but I have always been Liu Baishuang, and I have always been your Shuang'er."

A hint of sadness and infatuation appeared in Liu Baishuang's eyes. She suddenly tightened her grip on Su Yan's shoulder, using a power difference of an entire major realm to slam him to the ground.

Su Yan fell to the ground, and Liu Baishuang immediately pressed down on him.

She pressed one leg against Su Yan's inner thigh, held his shoulder with one hand, and gently stroked his cheek with the other, grasping his chin.

She lowered her slender waist, pressing her upper body almost against Su Yan's chest, the loose collar of her disciple's robe falling down to reveal her pair of jade-like breasts.

This amazing softness was pressing down on Su Yan, and he could clearly feel its shape changing as it was squeezed.

Liu Baishuang opened her mouth slightly, her face flushed, and carefully sniffed Su Yan's scent, which was surprisingly similar to Ye Jingqiu's.

"...Was there something wrong with how I raised you?"

Su Yan was silent for a moment before speaking.

"Yes, you've figured it out?"

Liu Baishuang raised her head from his chest, her eyes filled with a mixture of joy and mockery.

"I'm not stupid. With my mid-stage Core Formation cultivation and those remarks, I can roughly guess what's going on."

Su Yan sighed:

"What do you want to do?"

"Why don't you try guessing what will happen in the future?"

Liu Baishuang moved her fingers down and gently drew circles on Su Yan's chest.

"I can't quite guess, but what I did should have some effect. You don't look so scary anymore, at least on the surface you seem like a good kid," Su Yan said.

"I've always been your good girl." 'Liu Baishuang' pouted.

Would a well-behaved child pin a thousand-year-old person down?

Su Yan sighed again:

"Would a well-behaved child deliberately sabotage the teleportation array, drive away demonic beasts to block the way, trap hundreds of sword cultivators on Yan Mountain, and then devour the life force from their flesh and blood?"

"So smart, no wonder you're my brother Yan—brother~"

Liu Baishuang laughed, pressing herself completely against Su Yan, her arms encircling his neck:

"Alright, I have indeed become the person you didn't want to see. I'm sorry, I am still the world-destroying witch."

"What exactly happened?" Su Yan asked with a wry smile.

"It's nothing, it's just that my master died for me, and then you died for me too."

Liu Baishuang chuckled softly, as if speaking of happiness, her voice sweet yet chilling:

"Then I realized that your method would not work, that tragedy was bound to happen, and that your arrival would only add another tragedy to the list."

"You've already done a great job."

She buried her head in Su Yan's chest:

"I miss you so much, I can't think of any good way to deal with it, I can only..."

"Go back to the beginning, before everything happened."

"Kill all my enemies."

Liu Baishuang thrust her waist forward, fitting snugly against Su Yan's waist.

She writhed like a snake, her soft thighs clamping tightly around the part of Su Yan's body she had longed for. She breathed heavily, exhaling sticky breaths, as if trying to pull Su Yan into her desire as well.

She tilted her head forward, her eyes filled with infatuation, like a true enchantress, and touched Su Yan's nose with her delicate nose.

Her hands moved restlessly downwards, her slender fingers deftly manipulating the fabric, soon about to unbutton the man's robe beneath her.

"Half an hour will be enough."

Liu Baishuang gently exhaled warm breath.

"Ugh."

Su Yan stared at the stars and moon in the night sky, sighed deeply, and his hand holding the sword suddenly trembled.

With a flick of his wrist, a powerful sword aura erupted between the two.

Liu Baishuang gracefully retreated, and Su Yan immediately flipped over and leaped up as well.

"...Too bad, I thought I could finally take advantage of you once."

Liu Baishuang looked regretful.

"What exactly did you do to my future self?"

Su Yan's eye twitched, and he pointed the sword tip downwards, saying:

"I bear responsibility for the way I raised you, and it's my fault for not being able to make you happy in the end. But I don't agree with your solution. I approached you to stop the war between the Heavenly Demons, but you want to bring it forward."

"You guessed it again, even though I hadn't said it yet."

Liu Baishuang bit her lip, her eyes almost overflowing with sorrow:

"It's not your fault, it's mine...my reason, I can never be happy in this world."

"If you've never been happy, how could you travel back in time?"

Su Yan shook his head:

"I know that if I fail in the future, I will do better this time. I will continue to extend your happiness until you can accept the pain and misfortune in life with equanimity."

"This is my educational philosophy. Since you have memories of future failures, then come and help me."

"If you insist on going your own way, then I will definitely—stop you!"

Liu Baishuang remained silent, her gaze fixed on Su Yan's resolute eyes. She bit her red lips repeatedly, finally asking very softly:

"How are you going to stop me? With your three-minute ability? I'm only at the mid-stage of Core Formation, but that's still not something you can defeat."

"You even know minutes?"

Su Yan raised an eyebrow, but it seemed as if he had said something irrelevant.

"You taught me that."

Liu Baishuang said softly:

"You taught me a lot, the skill of flying in the sky without the aid of spiritual power, a society where everyone is equal, a night where there is no distinction between immortals and demons and I can sleep peacefully forever. You said you would take me to see it."

"I really do tell you everything."

Su Yan burst into laughter:

"Have I ever told you my favorite story from that world?"

"Um."

Liu Baishuang's eyes reddened slightly; she seemed to have guessed something:

"You said that when heroes are in a slump, they first ignite their inner universe, then their hope, and finally, they burn their own lives."

"yes."

Su Yan raised his sword:

"Now, I am going to burn my life."