Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

"What Master wants is his divine insect, not him."

Miaozhen raised her head, meeting Miaochen's gaze.

"Without the divine insect, he's dead!"

"So what if it's gone?"

Is it...

"Are you in love?"

Miao Chen sneered.

"Miaozhen, have you forgotten that you were starving to death back then, and it was your master who personally brought you back and raised you?"

Without your master, you would be dead by now!

Is this how you repay her?

"I will return it to her."

"How will you repay me?"

Miaozhen fell silent.

Miao Chen took a step forward:

"Miaozhen, I can keep this from Master, or pretend I didn't see anything, but there's one condition."

"What are the conditions?"

Miao Chen took out a small, dark red worm about the size of a thumb from her sleeve.

The insect was a semi-transparent dark red, its body curled up in a ball, and its surface was covered with a layer of fine golden patterns. It was somewhat similar to the alien insect inside Lin Mo's body, but smaller and darker in color.

She was playing with the little insect in her palm:

"Eat it. I'll pretend nothing happened tonight!"

Miao Zhen's expression changed drastically as she looked at the dark red insect:

"Impossible! This is a Divine Insect."

"Once I eat it, won't I be completely at your mercy?"

"What do you mean by being at someone else's mercy? I just want some protection!"

Don't worry, as long as you don't try to take my hosting position from me in the future and you support me well, I won't do anything to you!

"You're dreaming!"

Miaozhen took a step back.

"Do you think I'm stupid? Once your Divine Worm enters my body, I'll become your puppet, unable to even think of refusing!"

"What's the difference between you making me eat this and turning me into your dog?"

Miao Chen tilted her head, her smile undiminished:

"Then you choose."

"Eat it, or I'll go find my master right now and tell her what you're planning to do tonight."

Miaozhen stood there, her chest heaving violently.

Lin Mo watched this scene, but was thinking about something else.

Miao Chen's divine insect seems to be an alien divine insect, which has the ability to control others.

If I manage to absorb Miao Chen's divine insect as well, will that control ability transfer to my own divine insect?

Perhaps Miao Chen controlled silicon-based beings through this very method.

If that's really the case, then this strange insect from Miao Chen seems to be even more powerful than his own Mind-Bending Technique, as it can even control silicon-based life forms!

Just as Lin Mo was pondering, Miao Zhen took out a long sword from her storage ring and suddenly slashed at Miao Chen.

The sword was entirely silver-white, with a layer of pale golden Buddhist light flowing across its blade. It was a divine weapon that Miaozhen received from the Heavenly Weapon Pavilion when she broke through to the Heavenly God realm.

The sword light drew a blinding arc in the dim space of the temple, aiming straight for Miao Chen's throat.

"You dare to attack me? Looks like you're prepared to fight to the death!"

Miao Chen was not flustered; she had expected this.

As she retreated rapidly, she waved her hand at Miao Zhen, who was rushing towards her, and a handful of black powder was thrown out from her sleeve, forming a thick black mist between the two of them.

The powder was extremely fine and light. It floated in the air for a moment before drifting towards Miaozhen with the airflow, like a swarm of disturbed flying insects, densely covering the direction she was heading.

Miaozhen forcibly stopped herself and took several steps back.

She reacted quickly enough, but still, caught off guard, a lot of black powder stuck to her body.

The powder penetrates the skin quickly upon contact, seeping into the meridians through the pores.

She stumbled and almost fell to the ground, the silver-white longsword in her hand flew out and bounced twice on the stone slab before coming to a stop.

"You actually have sleeping potion powder!"

A look of shock flashed across Miaozhen's face.

Her body was rapidly becoming limp, her limbs felt as if their bones had been removed, and she couldn't even lift her fingers.

This is a secret medicine from the Master Thief's Pavilion; outsiders could never have it.

The "Menghan Insect Powder" is made by drying and grinding the venom of an extremely rare divine insect. Those poisoned will lose all mobility in a very short time, and will not even be able to project their consciousness outward. It's as if they have been forced into a body that does not belong to them.

"I'm not afraid to tell you, I was sent by the Myriad Hands Pavilion to infiltrate, all for the sake of that healing-type alien worm inside the host's stomach!"

As Miao Chen spoke, she took out a blowpipe-shaped flying needle from her storage ring.

The blowpipe was about the length of an arm, entirely black, with fine spiral patterns engraved on its body.

She inserted a needle as thin as a cow's hair into the tube opening, aimed it at Miaozhen, and with a whoosh, the needle struck Miaozhen's body directly.

The moment the needle pierced her body, Miaozhen let out a muffled groan and collapsed to the ground, no longer able to move.

But her chest was still rising and falling slightly, and judging from her abdominal breathing, she was clearly not dead yet.

Lin Mo, standing to the side, frowned slightly upon seeing this scene.

Miao Chen actually admitted that she was a spy from another sect?

If they've dealt with Miaozhen, won't they kill me to silence me soon?

But Lin Mo quickly dismissed this guess.

Men are a scarce and precious resource here.

It's highly unlikely that Miao Chen would be willing to kill himself.

They would probably enslave themselves.

Like the silicon-based ones, become her puppet.

"Don't be afraid, brother. As long as you behave, I won't do anything to you!"

Senior Sister Miao Chen smiled and aimed her blowpipe at Lin Mo.

Although her smile was sweet, Lin Mo saw it as incredibly sinister.

At the same time, the figure of the silicon-based being silently emerged from the shadows of the temple's side door.

It walked up to Miaozhen and squatted down.

With a gentle stroke of his metal fingertip across Miaozhen's abdomen, the sharp, knife-like metal nail sliced ​​through her monk's robe and flesh, revealing her abdominal cavity.

It reached into the wound, rummaged through the flesh for a moment, and then pulled out a dark purple worm about the size of a thumb.

The insect was a translucent dark purple, its body curled up in a ball, and the golden patterns on its surface were much more complex and brighter than those inside Lin Mo's body.

This is the divine insect that Miaozhen has cultivated for countless years, and it is also the foundation of her cultivation.

Lin Mo's fist slowly clenched inside his sleeve.

He really wanted to stop it.

Miaozhen was quite good to her.

He owed his advancement to True God largely to her. Although he was forced to undergo those forty-nine days of cultivation, he found it quite enjoyable to be honest.

Besides, no matter what, they've been husband and wife for so long.

Forty-nine days, spending every day together, skin to skin, even a stone would have warmed up by now.

But reason told him that if he made the slightest move, Senior Sister Miao Chen would definitely attack him.

The blowpipe needle in her hand was still pointed in his direction; she had no chance of winning at all.

If he takes action, he will not only fail to save Miaozhen, but he will also be killed.

After the divine insect was removed from Miaozhen, her body convulsed violently.

Fresh blood seeped from the wound in his abdomen, staining the grayish-white monk's robe with a dark red, damp patch.

Her breathing became rapid and shallow, and the rise and fall of her chest became less and less pronounced.

Her eyes were still half-open, her pupils were beginning to dilate, and her gaze unconsciously turned toward Lin Mo. Her lips moved a few times, as if she wanted to say something, but not a single word came out.

The breath of life is rapidly fading, and it will obviously be gone soon.