Love, Gun, Cupid

The black cat sat there, looking at the monster with pity, but when it looked up at Lin Jiade, its eyes were filled with mockery.

"Congratulations, you've personally eliminated the last hidden danger. I can no longer threaten you with that stupid woman Yang Xuemeng." The black cat pointed with its paw. "If you want to protect your partner, stay right here."

"I know what Teacher Yang looks like and what her figure is like!"

"is it?"

The black mist enveloped Ms. Yang, lifting her up and turning her to face the camera. Lin Jiade was stunned for a moment. The woman whose wedding dress was stained with blood did not look like Ms. Yang at first glance. She looked more like Di Tao, but upon closer inspection, she did bear some resemblance to Ms. Yang.

He took out his phone and dialed Hehuan's number, while the black cat waited patiently, showing no intention of attacking.

"Hehuan, are you home?" Lin Jiade asked.

Hehuan's voice was low and weary: "I'm here."

"Could you check if Teacher Yang is here? Right away!"

Hehuan knew the situation was urgent. Lin Jiade heard her running and calling "Teacher Yang" over the receiver. Two minutes later, her dry voice came through: "No, I can't find Teacher Yang anywhere. Maybe she went to the hospital... Lin Jiade, are you listening?"

Lin Jiade was listening, yet not listening. The severely injured woman's energy was draining from her wounds, and the part belonging to Di Tao began to fade from her body. The woman had turned back into Teacher Yang... at the moment Lin Jiade least wanted.

RNG won, so here's an extra chapter.

Chapter Eighty-Two: Lying (Part Nine)

"Do not……"

Lin Jiade squatted down and reached out to touch Teacher Yang. The moment his fingers, blessed by the ice cave, touched the woman, her body trembled slightly—a subtle reaction from when she had been hurt.

“Yang Xuemeng was just an ordinary person, that was true before she graduated from university,” Iphigenia said. “When she graduated, she went on a trip with her roommates and unfortunately got into a traffic accident.”

She should have told you about this; she was the only one who was unlucky in that traffic accident, leaving a large, ugly scar on her chest... That's a lie, a memory I fabricated for her.

The truth is, when I broke through the blockade of the Holy Land Guardians and arrived in Fuxing City in reality, I encountered Yang Xuemeng and her group. At that time, I didn't think too much and only thought about finding a place to stay in the real world as soon as possible. That's how I attacked Yang Xuemeng.

The reason I chose her out of the six was because she seemed the least intelligent, had a more naive demeanor than the others, and was better off financially. However, it was my first time using magic on an ordinary person, and I didn't control my power well, so I ended up with a large hole in her chest.

If someone dies, organizations similar to the guardians of holy sites in your reality will probably investigate, and I will inevitably be exposed then.

Yang Xuemeng is already dead, but she cannot die yet. So my body merges into the hollow in her chest, causing her flesh and blood to multiply, while I seep into her soul, taking over her memories and inheriting Yang Xuemeng's identity, looking towards the future.

I usurped Yang Xuemeng from within, stealing her skin and life, inheriting her strengths and weaknesses, and all her resources in society.

Therefore, it's not that I parasitize Yang Xuemeng, but rather that after I usurped Yang Xuemeng's life, I turned around and made her parasitize me. After that, Yang Xuemeng was no longer Yang Xuemeng.

It's easy to take over someone's body, but it's difficult to take over someone's 22 years of life experiences. Moreover, my strength is not enough to fight against the superhuman organizations in reality, so I released Yang Xuemeng and let her live as an ordinary person.

Back then, I was also living in lies... It wasn't until recently that I learned the truth from Ragnar Sigurdsson and understood my fate of being controlled and written about.

Unaware of my surroundings, Yang Xuemeng and I gazed upon the same scenery, drawing nourishment from it. As I approached thirty, the scar on Yang Xuemeng's chest contracted, signifying that my power was nearing its peak. Feeling ready, I ventured out to hunt humans for sustenance and to test my magic.

Yang Xuemeng is the original body, and the risk of using the original body to act is too high. I have considered changing my identity, but in your human terms, the sunk cost is too high. So I used my own power to weave a cat, and the host consciousness wanders around Fuxing City.

Faced with a complex project involving the soul, I made a mistake once again. As a result, I took the cat I created as my true self, and regarded Yang Xuemeng as a dispensable contractor.

Yang Xuemeng seemed to be losing her life force, growing weaker and weaker, but she was me, and I was her. We were merely shadows rising to the surface, causing the surface to fall into the shadow, just as the inside and outside interchange, the form and substance replace each other.

Iphigenia's narrative was lengthy, but she used a special method to imprint the information onto Lin Jiade's mind in an instant, allowing him to understand everything at once.

The black cat's explanation wasn't meant to enlighten Lin Jiade, but rather to inflict more pain on him. She continued, "The knights who protected the princess fought valiantly, only to find her already dead. This is a tragedy."

When he discovers that he killed the princess with his own hands, it is a tragedy to the extreme; when he discovers that the princess he killed was a monster in disguise, and that his vow was meaningless from the beginning, it is a tragedy to the power of three.

The princess is all lies, the guardianship is all lies. If a play is entirely a lie from beginning to end, is the protagonist living within it real? Is the happiness the protagonist achieves real? Is happiness built on lies truly happiness when measured by realistic standards? Is someone who can't hold onto anything, merely pushed forward by one lie after another, a hero?

Lin Jiade, I hate you, because these questions should have been answered with a negative, but you, and Yang Xuemeng who presumptuously fell in love with you, tried to answer with a positive. You yourself are a joke, and Yang Xuemeng, attracted to you, has become a joke too.

The black cat climbed onto Yang Xuemeng's chest, its black body disintegrating. It said to Yang Xuemeng, "I will die, and you will be reborn. Now is the moment to fulfill my promise. However, the one who dies is also the one who is reborn, because Yang Xuemeng, you have long been integrated into my life. I have already usurped your life."

Iphigenia was merging with Teacher Yang, and Lin Jiade was somewhat confused, but he still raised his sword and swung it down at Iphigenia. Perhaps he couldn't protect the ordinary Yang Xuemeng, but he wanted to stop Iphigenia from merging with Yang Xuemeng and becoming that monster that was two sides of the same coin.

The sword, imbued with golden blessings, swung down like a hot knife through butter, breaking through the black mist shield condensed on Yang Xuemeng's body, only to stop before another translucent membrane—the magical shield belonging to the extraordinary.

Lin Jiade failed to cut it open immediately, so he would not have the chance to find himself again. Yang Xuemeng, who was no longer an ordinary person, opened her eyes. She landed, her body covered with fine fur, her two beast ears stood up, her whiskers emerged from her cheeks and spread out to the sides, her vertical pupils focused the light of the night, her paws were protected by her paw pads, and she moved silently.

Now, she resembles an upright cat, with a plump figure like a peach, and a face like Teacher Yang. However, her structure, so different from that of a human, makes it difficult for Lin Jiade to regard her as human.

“Lin Jiade,” the monster spoke in Teacher Yang’s voice, “I have finally, I have finally been seen by you properly, even though the price is that I have become like this. No matter what you think, you will always be my hero.”

“I’m not,” Lin Jiade shook his head. “If I were a hero, I could probably save you in a very cool way. Teacher Yang… I don’t know if your being an ordinary person is part of your fickle nature or a disguise you use in human society, but I know one thing: I must stop you from continuing to harm people.”

I ask you, can Yang Xuemeng, as a human, and that monster still separate willingly? I know someone who was gentle and united with another cold-blooded person, sharing a body, and now they too have been separated.

Yang Xuemeng shook her head: "Yang Xuemeng died at the age of 22. The ordinary Yang Xuemeng you know now exists by relying on the power of the monster. She denied the power of the monster before, but now she affirms the power of the monster. As a result, she discovered that she is the monster... All these changes are because of love."

LNG vs RA, vote

Chapter Eighty-Three: Lying (Part Ten)

Filled with love, Yang Xuemeng ran towards Lin Jiade, her claws outstretched, leaving intersecting arcs in the air.

Lin Jiade parried with his sword, creating distance and attempting a counterattack. Yang Xuemeng... no, the black mist on the monster's body had dissipated considerably, making the holy land spells on Lin Jiade's sword and shield less effective.

He still can't understand the workings of the power within the Holy Land, just as he can't understand why monsters can transform into humans—possessing a transformation powerful enough to disable the Holy Land's spells.

But he admitted that Yang Xuemeng's presence was particularly strong in his eyes at this moment, and if he had been able to understand her heart more deeply and perceive her true nature before this... No, he couldn't. No one had perceived the true nature of Teacher Yang. How could he, a swordsman who was about to be promoted to intermediate level, be so capable?

Is it really?

The Holy Land has some connection with the Celestial Observers, so the monsters and guardians derived from the Holy Land cannot be stronger than the Celestial Observers, and he has two Celestial Observers in his family.

Meanwhile, Jianlan, the strongest fighter in Lin Jiade's family, was completely unaware of this. Even though Jianlan was not Korobochka, she managed Korobochka's legacy and should have been able to see something.

Du Juan's words were recalled by Lin Jiade at an inopportune moment. Lin Jiade was a step too slow, and Yang Xuemeng's claws came down on his head, tearing through his shield and leaving a bloody mark on his wrist.

Lin Jiade glanced at his shield. It was intact, of average strength, and full of energy. Only three small holes had been drilled in the area near his wrist. Yang Xuemeng's middle fingernail had scratched his wrist, leaving a minor wound.

It's a shield-breaking spell, he thought.

Yang Xuemeng licked the blood from her fingernails, a dazed expression on her face, and said to Lin Jiade, "Want to come to the Holy Land with me?"

What nonsense are you talking about?

Lin Jiade thrust at Yang Xuemeng, who leaped up with the agility of a cat, her toes touching the tip of Lin Jiade's sword. Lin Jiade withdrew his sword and thrust again, but Yang Xuemeng rolled forward, bracing herself on the surface of Lin Jiade's sword with one claw while kicking Lin Jiade's head with her leg.

Lin Jiade turned his head away, afraid that she could also use the shield-breaking technique with her feet. He twisted his body, raised his fist to his ribs, and then threw a heavy punch, a hook punch aimed at Yang Xuemeng.

Yang Xuemeng grabbed his wrist, her body falling to avoid his sword blade. She swept her leg and kicked Lin Jiade's supporting leg, feeling as if she had kicked an iron plate. As she stopped moving due to the pain, Lin Jiade's leg lifted up, and his knee struck her calf.

Yang Xuemeng crossed her arms over her chest and pressed her palms against Lin Jiade's knees, but Lin Jiade still pushed her body sideways to create distance. Once that distance was created, he was finally able to unleash his weapon, slashing out several arcs of sword energy.

The monster dodged left and right in the air. The moment it landed, Lin Jiade pushed himself out and landed in front of Yang Xuemeng. The weapon on his shoulder swung down, carrying furious flames, instantly filling Yang Xuemeng's vision.

Is this the only move you know?

Yang Xuemeng crossed her arms and used her claws to trap Lin Jiade's sword. The celestial weapon tore through her shield, and the edge was already pressing against her shoulder. Blood gushed from the shallow wound and was absorbed by her fur, turning it dark.

"Do not."

Lin Jiade removed one hand, pulled a revolver from his pocket, and fired continuously at Yang Xuemeng's thigh, emptying all the bullets in the magazine in one go. The first five bullets were blocked by the monster's shield, but the shield on her thigh was also depleted and its strength was reduced.

Before the surrounding energy could gather and increase the intensity, the sixth bullet broke through the temporarily weakened defense, burrowed into the monster's thigh, and emerged from the other side. The monster collapsed to the ground in pain, her claws loosened, and Lin Jiade's sword slid horizontally, resting against her neck.

“You’ve lost, monster. I will take you back and try to restore Teacher Yang’s life to that of an ordinary person. I will try to give you a belated judgment, a judgment that will be fair and just,” Lin Jiade said.

"Lin Jiade, I want to marry you, have your children, and raise our shared bloodline."

"You are a monster that kills innocent people. I only have one attitude towards monsters, and that is to strike hard."

"I can tolerate your girlfriends, live with them, and share the secrets of the Holy Land. In the dark side of the Holy Land, in a place where the sunlight cannot penetrate, we hold our breath in the dark buildings and wait to achieve near-eternity."

In reality, time flows for a month, but within the Holy Land, it only flows for four hours.

"The price is to become like you?" Lin Jiade said sarcastically.

"Don't be so quick to dismiss it; perhaps your girlfriends would be more interested in this long lifespan?"

"If they really are, then they are no longer my girlfriends. That's my principle, and it's my family's principle... Don't move, if you don't want your neck cut open!"

The monster froze, but she blinked and said, “I’ve come to a conclusion from the memories of the ordinary person Yang Xuemeng: You love the flowers you grow in your garden, but once they bloom in your garden and you’ve seen them once, your interest in them immediately diminishes by half, and you go after those flowers you haven’t yet obtained.”

Jasmine was gradually ignored by you because of this, while Azalea, that person I don't understand, you became particularly infatuated with her because you couldn't have her.

"Well……"

Lin Jiade heard the painful cries of Mu Mian behind him. While keeping his sword at the monster's neck, ready to finish it off at any moment, he slowly moved and looked behind him. He saw black mist gathering into an arm, strangling Mu Mian's throat. Mu Mian, who had been unconscious, let out a painful cry.

"Actually, if I play seriously against you, the odds are 70/30. You know me as an ordinary person, you know me when I make mistakes, but you don't know the real me who has been around for the past 7 years. But I know you very well."

The monster said, "You are not ruthless enough. Although you seem to want to kill me, you still hold onto a sliver of hope that you want to separate me from Yang Xuemeng... You seem to have a successful precedent, but I can tell you that different souls from the same origin can hardly escape the fate of aggregation. You can force them to separate, but the next time they unite, they will be even closer."

Based on the assumption that you wouldn't kill me, I tampered with the immobile Kapok. I hate all the women around you, and when I absorbed the Kapok sisters' life force, I also absorbed her hatred for Kapok... Consider it a small consolation for her.

Now, I'm giving you a choice: kill me, and I'll let Kapok die; release me, and I'll let Kapok live; kill me, and I bet you can kill me faster than I can kill Kapok… What will you choose?”

Chapter 84 Lying (11) (Bonus Chapter)

Lin Jiade chose to exchange, using his sword to force Yang Xuemeng to her feet. The monster said, "I don't know if it's the ordinary Yang Xuemeng who fell in love with you, or my true form. I don't know if the reason I fell in love with you was because of a misunderstanding, because of your muscular physique, or some deeper reason."

I'm insanely jealous; I so wish you would always choose me from all your options.

Lin Jiade remained silent. The instant Yang Xuemeng manipulated the black mist to release the cotton tree, he reached out and caught it, thus also leaving the monster. In that instant, they kept their exchange agreement; in the next instant, they both chose to break their promise. The monster stretched out five claws towards Lin Jiade's back, while Lin Jiade turned around, his sword gathering light.

“Lin Jiade, I want to give birth to your child, so that our fused bloodline can continue; I want to devour your flesh and blood, so that you can live in my body in another form, while I will hide in the Holy Land and achieve an immortality that is not eternal.”

The monster lashed out with its claws, leaving arc-shaped claw marks in the air. Lin Jiade remained calm, but his body retreated. The monster's claim of a 70/30 split was somewhat exaggerated, but under its relentless onslaught, he could only adopt a defensive posture.

The monster was trying to give birth to his child while simultaneously trying to kill him in a cruel way, but when she looked at him, her eyes were filled with love.

He couldn't understand the monster, couldn't understand Teacher Yang, couldn't understand Yang Xuemeng whose life had been usurped by the monster. Because he couldn't understand, he couldn't respond to her twisted love.

Lin Jiade didn't feel that he bore the majority of the responsibility, because he didn't have the ability to predict the future or travel through time; he just felt sad.

"Yang Xuemeng, do you feel happy now?" he whispered.

"I have no idea!"

Yang Xuemeng was smiling. As she turned to dodge Lin Jiade's slash, the young man clearly saw her tears peel off her cheeks and splash into small waves as they hit his shield.

Lin Jiade raised his sword. He didn't know the condition of the kapok tree, so he didn't want to delay any longer. He released the remaining energy in the sword in one go, causing a wind to rise from the ground, making the surrounding branches sway, and making his own clothes flutter.

He thrust out his sword, the energy transforming into a phantom of a lance that crashed into the monster. The monster parried with its claws crossed, but the wound on Lin Jiade's leg earlier caused her to make a fatal mistake.

Her movements became distorted. She, who could have perfectly dodged the energy torrent, lost an arm in the afterimage of the lance. If Lin Jiade hadn't been concerned about the significant damage his energy cannon would cause to the surrounding residential area, and hadn't made a thrusting motion from bottom to top with the target in the sky, the monster would have suffered even greater damage.

The monster lay limp on the ground. Lin Jiade carried the kapok tree into the green belt and hid it before coming out to deliver the final blow to the monster.

"Lin Jiade...are you here to kill me?"