Each of the nine dragon maidens possesses extraordinary abilities.

"But the Ghost King wouldn't be so gentle. If I were that person, I would definitely provoke him more severely. For example, I would cut his wife's hair or throw filth all over him," Lu Yueyuan said.

Jing Xingzhou nodded, praising Lu Yueyuan highly, and disregarding his jealousy, sat down to discuss the follow-up matters with him.

The two discussed for a long time before Jing Xingzhou finally left. Before leaving, he said that he would definitely knock before coming in next time, and even thoughtfully set up a shielding array.

Lu Yueyuan lay in bed, pondering. He went through his memories again and again: the changing Su Zhaoran, Ji Cheng's words, and now there was another strange person stirring up trouble. Who could this person be? Was it one of the Four Gods Travelers, or Ling Suxian? Lu Yueyuan suddenly felt that neither was right; this wasn't their style.

That's how change is; the more you try to grasp it, the less you can hold onto it. Lost in thought, he suddenly felt something touch his arm. It was Jealousy. She handed the food box back; the chicken legs, wings, hearts, and livers were all there. Lu Yueyuan looked at Jealousy, who gave him a sweet smile, made a cheerful V-sign, and said "V."

Chapter 97: I feel like I've seen you somewhere before (4k)

The injuries have almost healed, and after resting for so long, it's time to move on to the next step.

Lu Yueyuan exited the mental space. He had just finished cultivating with the Holy Emperor, and it was already noon. Pride was still cultivating, Gluttony was not there, and only Jealousy kept him company in the room.

Jealousy was already yawning with sleepiness, but she was still fiddling with her little gadget. Now that Lu Yueyuan had recovered somewhat, she wasn't in such a hurry to create a magical artifact to restore his soul. The gadget looked like a rag doll, outwardly resembling a small figure used for exorcism, but it contained special materials and a small array. Lu Yueyuan stared at her. No matter how many times he used his Holy Emperor powers to look at her, he could see through her true nature clearly; she was undoubtedly Jealousy.

But memories... Lu Yueyuan's memories in the simulation were not wrong. He was sure that Jealousy did not have this face, but strangely, now he wanted to fully recall what Jealousy looked like in the simulation, but he could not remember it.

Jealousy noticed Lu Yueyuan looking at her and immediately turned to him with a smile, "Lord Agent, are you interested in this?" She trotted over and began introducing her magical artifact to Lu Yueyuan. She'd been doing this for days; whenever Lu Yueyuan looked at her and she noticed, she'd immediately fawn over him like a little puppy wagging its tail, either introducing the artifact or joking around to snatch food. Lu Yueyuan wasn't impatient. The long simulation had allowed him to calmly face anything. Sometimes, he would even actively cooperate with Jealousy, joking around together.

Jealousy manipulated the little figure, grabbing its body and walking on Lu Yueyuan's body like a human. Seeing that Lu Yueyuan was still thinking, it asked, "What's wrong? Why are you so unhappy? Is it because I stole your chicken leg again tonight?"

“It wasn’t just the chicken legs; I only ate vegetables today. You took all the meat,” Lu Yueyuan said.

"You stingy little agent, you've almost recovered, but I'm still growing. What's wrong with eating a little?" Jealousy manipulated the little figure, and before it knew it, it had gotten itself onto the bed, pressing its body against Lu Yueyuan's legs.

Lu Yueyuan couldn't do anything about her. She seemed to have figured out Lu Yueyuan's personality, so she became more and more unrestrained. Sometimes even her arrogance was surprised at how quickly their relationship progressed.

Lu Yueyuan reached out and poked her little doll. "I've decided to go to Youzhou soon. Do you want to come with me?"

Jealousy chuckled, looking at him with her big eyes and said, "Is the Proxy Lord so reluctant to part with me? You can't live without me, can you? Sure, I'll go anywhere, even through fire and water. Besides, traveling with the Proxy Lord isn't boring at all. Let's go to Youzhou then. But is the Proxy Lord only taking me with him?"

"Then who else do you think I should bring?" Lu Yueyuan asked.

"I don't know, I dare not presume to know what you're thinking, but I would be very happy if you said you would only take me." Jealousy smiled. "But I'm afraid that won't work. My abilities are weak, and my cultivation level has been slow to improve. I haven't even completed the Bigu (abstinence from grains) process. From the perspective of providing assistance, the boss is more suitable."

"Why don't you give it a try?" Lu Yueyuan asked. "If you act cute, I might get really horny and just take you with me."

"Forget it, you're not that kind of person. Maybe you really are lecherous, but you also have a lot to offer. You didn't even blink when you killed the Heavenly Venerable's proxy. I don't want to be slapped into mincemeat by you later."

"No, I would never hurt a cute girl." Lu Yueyuan said, "I can never bring myself to hurt a cute girl."

"I don't believe it." Jealousy said with an exaggerated expression, "Ruthless people like to say they're not ruthless, you can't fool me on that. I'm still very smart. You seem to be the kind of person who thinks, 'I don't care if you're cute or not, if you get in my way, you're dead'... Wow, did I get in your way? I just ate your chicken leg."

Lu Yueyuan reached out and pinched away the jealous little person: "You're not just blocking my way, you're pressing down on my leg. You've gained weight these past few days, haven't you? You seem heavier."

“You can’t talk about a girl’s weight. Besides, where am I heavy? Even bulimia says I’m fat. You’re just petty and holding a grudge because I stole your chicken leg.” Jealousy didn’t try to snatch the doll, but instead propped her face up with her hands on Lu Yueyuan’s lap. “Actually, ever since I met you, I’ve been thinking about what kind of woman can make you open your heart and fall completely in love with her.”

"Cute, pretty, sexy, I like these."

"Haha, that's so cheesy. It's more like practicing dual cultivation with them. But I'm talking about opening your heart and falling completely in love."

"Who knows? I don't even know the answer myself."

"Has the Actor ever had a crush on anyone before?"

"Have."

"What kind of person was he?"

"......Nothing special." Lu Yueyuan thought of Sister Yanzi. At that time, he hadn't awakened his past life memories, hadn't simulated the future, had nothing. He didn't know that his future would be so special. He just thought that if he could marry Sister Yanzi, that would be the greatest blessing of his life.

"She's very cute, beautiful, and sexy?"

"forget."

"Wow, I've completely forgotten that you actually dared to say you like someone."

"I have a bad memory."

"That means you don't like it that much."

"...It shouldn't be."

“You’re so contradictory,” Jealousy said. “You said you used to like her, but she was very ordinary and didn’t have the qualities you valued. Most importantly, you’ve forgotten her.”

"Right now, the Holy Emperor is the most important thing to me."

"Ah, good answer." Jealousy conceded defeat. "Wouldn't it be disrespectful to the Holy Emperor if I continued to press him? Fine, I give up."

"Okay, then I win."

Lu Yueyuan fiddled with the little figure. It should just be a small toy. The array and special materials combined with it made it make special sounds, like walking and singing.

It's quite fun.

Jealousy raised her face again, and said unwillingly, "I understand. What you can't have is always the best. You must think that she's perfect because you can't be with her. Even though you've forgotten her, you still admit that you like her."

The little figure, manipulated by Lu Yueyuan, assumed a fist-raising stance, as if it had transformed into Ultraman Tiga. Lu Yueyuan listened silently, offering no reply. He saw the moonlight streaming in, falling softly on himself and Jealousy. Perhaps so. Wasn't there a saying in his past life about "white moonlight"? Maybe Sister Yanzi was his white moonlight. Objectively speaking, she was just a country woman, ignorant, uncultured, and probably lacking the aptitude for cultivation. She couldn't compare to a dragon god descendant like Ming Huaiwei. But what could he do? Back then, Lu Yueyuan knew nothing and simply thought she was wonderful. This feeling was imprinted, and nothing could change it. A white moonlight is always the best, especially a dead one.

"You might be right. I've thought about it too. If none of this had happened, would I be happier with her...? Probably not. She would have grown old and ugly, and I'm greedy and lustful. Who knows what would have happened in the end? We might have ended up with a complete mess. But it's precisely because I haven't experienced it that I fantasize. Maybe it would have been better? Just think of me as deceiving myself, or as being sentimental and narcissistic. Anyway, I've forgotten what she looks like. In short, I don't regret what I've been through. I wouldn't go back. Things are fine now. But you asked me if I've ever liked someone. My answer is yes. No matter what, I liked someone back then," Lu Yueyuan replied.

The moonlight moved, and slowly, it was obscured by the dark clouds.

Ordinary people's lives can't compare to the excitement of this one. Lu Yueyuan felt that he was already very good. He was a fearless being who traversed time, a majestic representative favored by the gods. Even if a man didn't seek fame and fortune, he should still be remembered in history and be invincible. But then he remembered that small mountain village, where the wind blew through the wheat fields like waves, and a girl with braided pigtails held his hand, pointing to the swallows flying overhead, telling him that one day they would fly south.

Who knows what will happen? The system is dead and can't start over. In fact, the system couldn't do this even when it was alive. It told Lu Yueyuan that people have to look forward and that only children linger on their shadows.

"There's no point in discussing this now. It's impossible to open one's heart and fall completely in love. If I had to choose one, I'd pick the Holy Emperor." Lu Yueyuan tossed the doll back to Jealousy. "You remember, we talked about this on your robot. You said you believed in love. Unfortunately, I don't. Love at first sight, sudden realization, life and death separations—I don't believe in any of those. Because I've already experienced them, I've had life and death separations with many people, but I didn't fall in love, and I don't want to. Obeying the Holy Emperor's divine decree and serving Him with everything—that kind of life suits me better."

Jealousy hugged the doll and looked at him. The room was shrouded in darkness. The Holy Emperor was called out and popped his head out to watch the show, clapping and cheering for Lu Yueyuan's flattery.

Lu Yueyuan felt his mind was becoming noisy. He knew he shouldn't have said that. Now, the one outside had stopped being silly, but the one inside was starting to yell again. Now the Holy Emperor was being unreasonable, demanding that he list fifteen reasons why he liked Him. How could he possibly answer that? Besides, pretending to be honest while dealing with this was exhausting. Lu Yueyuan felt a pain in his soul again, as if everyone around him was difficult to handle.

But jealousy, ironically, becomes gentle.

"I understand. If you say so, I will listen to you." Jealousy stroked the little doll, as if she were stroking little Lu Yueyuan.

Lu Yueyuan frowned slightly. He had a feeling, a feeling that surged straight up from his tailbone, a very strange feeling.

“But one thing is true, I like you.” Jealousy said earnestly. “Love at first sight, sudden realization, life and death separation, I don’t want to go through the third stage, but even so, I still want to say this.”

"Ah, that's a bit too sad. Sigh, I'm not good at expressing my feelings." Jealousy's ahoge (cowlick) fell down. "How should I put it? I really want to travel with you, to sit on the robot again, listening to the rain, and eating pancakes. Also, you said you'd take me to Youzhou, which made me happy, but I can tell you also want to take Boss there, and that makes me feel really bad."

"Then I'd like to ask you, where do your feelings for me come from? We haven't known each other for very long, have we?" Lu Yueyuan asked.

Jealousy chuckled: "So that's how unreasonable this thing is. Hmm... maybe we knew each other in a previous life? Oh well, who can say for sure? Believe it or not, I swear to the Holy Emperor, I'm not lying. You can think I'm disgusting and frivolous, but please don't doubt my heart, I'm serious."

“…” Lu Yueyuan remained silent.

I can't figure it out, I just can't understand it no matter what.

In his mind, the Holy Emperor was enjoying the spectacle even more.

He said, "What a brave confession! I haven't seen such a serious relationship in many years."

Lu Yueyuan reminded Him: "Please note that I am Your agent, while the jealousy that confesses to me is Your believer."

The Holy Empress belatedly realized, "Oh right, damn it, so I was just taken advantage of by a cow?!"

“That’s right, so you shouldn’t just watch the show anymore. Instead of watching the show, why don’t you help me figure out what’s really going on?” Lu Yueyuan said.

"What's going on..." the Holy Emperor muttered. "You've already used my powers to check, and it's indeed like this. Jealousy is the red thread connecting you. Her love for you is purer than Ming Huaiwei's for you. What more could you want? As for her appearance... wait a moment, let me take a look."

He could only vaguely recall Lu Yueyuan's memories, unable to discern the details. Therefore, He regretfully informed Lu Yueyuan, "Your own memories are inherently vague, so I cannot confirm whether the current Jealousy is the same person as the one in the simulation. I can only tell you that after Jealousy was added to the Seven Deadly Sins, she has always looked the same, and there is no possibility of anyone replacing her."

Lu Yueyuan said, "Then I don't understand, this just doesn't make sense."

The Holy Emperor sighed, “But you have observed her for so long and tested her with my powers. There is nothing wrong with her. Moreover, she did not take advantage of your misfortune during your battle with the Heavenly Venerable’s representative. Perhaps the other party does have powerful powers that can shield me from my knowledge, but pure love cannot be concealed. Exploring human emotions is what I am best at.”

Lu Yueyuan said, "So, she really loves me?"

The Holy Emperor nodded.

Lu Yueyuan remained silent for a long time. He had interacted with so many people and witnessed so many kinds of emotions—love, hate, intertwined, incredibly complex. Ultimately, this was the human heart; the human heart is inherently complex. It was the same with Su Zhaoran, with Ming Huaiwei, with Ji Cheng, and with those dragon maidens… But what was this jealousy? Her face was so unfamiliar, yet it spoke of an astonishing love; she was Lu Yueyuan's most familiar stranger.

"Why aren't you saying anything? Oh my god, you didn't go and ask the Holy Emperor, did you? How despicable! But I believe the Holy Emperor will definitely tell you that it's true." Jealousy picked up the doll. "Oh dear, this is so awkward. I'm leaving. Remember to call me when you go to Youzhou."

She skipped and hopped out, and Lu Yueyuan turned his head to see the moonlight reappear, shining on her back.

Chapter 98: History is a little girl who can be dressed up however one pleases (4k)

The maid reached out and touched the black curtain. The curtain, capable of dissolving everything, including death itself, completely ignored her body, and she entered it. The chaotic blackness dissipated considerably, as a large blank space appeared within it, causing the area to fade significantly.

She flew off in a certain direction, determined and without confusion.

The Netherworld was the barrier of Youzhou, and beyond it lay the world beyond. But the maid knew perfectly well that it was not the world beyond at all; it was the world of the god of death. In such a death, life could not find a place.

A bluish-green light emanated from the maid, and the power and the erosion of the Netherworld veil canceled each other out. She swam in the black water like a fish until she finally reached the place hidden by some special magic. She waved her hand to break through the magic and was instantly transported to another dimension.

Tick.

The veil of darkness dripped from the sky like black water, clouds lay beneath her feet like a lake, and the black cave, like the gaping maw of a python, revealed the scene within its belly to her.

This space was created by some kind of spirit and was cursed. Youzhou is most skilled in magic and curses, and the master who created this space clearly understands the essence of Youzhou. The maids were inscribing complex incantations on the walls, which even she couldn't help but marvel at.

"How deep must your soul's obsession be to never cease, life after life?" the maid whispered.

The deeper one goes, the more complex the incantations become. The master of this place used his own soul as a pen to write these incantations. Finally, at the very back, the maid saw the master's remains. She sat down against the central stone pillar, which was also covered with incantations. At its very top was the object from which all the incantations originated.

"A magnificent masterpiece, it can only be described as a work of divine craftsmanship." The maid was deeply impressed.

She bit her finger, and blood dripped onto the lake. Instantly, all the incantations lit up with a red glow. The object absorbed all the glow, and slowly, it began to transform, acquiring its own body and face. Then, it stood up and became a miniature version of a maid.

"Come here," the maid said, extending her hand.

The little figure obediently flew over and transformed into a pattern imprinted on the maid's palm. She looked at it with satisfaction, but suddenly felt something grab her ankle.

"...That wasn't for you..." It was a skeleton; it had crawled over sometime during the night and was grabbing the maid's ankle. "That was for...my lord..."

The maid looked down and saw that the skeleton was also glowing with incantations, indicating that it was driven by incantations rather than being resurrected.

She looked down; the skeleton was covered in cracks, and before it died, she knew what kind of torture it had endured. But the maid could roughly guess that the pain of writing incantations with body and soul was unbearable for ordinary people; unless a person had an extremely strong obsession, it would be absolutely impossible to do.

Her obsession far exceeded the maid's imagination.

The maid sighed, “I don’t know your name in this life, so I will still call you by your first name, Jiang Dingqu… You’ve really had a hard life, always wanting to do something in every life, never finding peace. Let me bury you. You’ve been reincarnated countless times, and your remains should rest.”

She reached out and placed her hand on the skull, softly chanting. The incantations on the skull were gradually absorbed by the blue light, and it finally released her hand.

"My lord... my lord..." It opened its mouth slightly, but then fell silent.

"Those who are so devoted and loyal, do not know where you will be reborn this last time," the maid murmured.

She waved her hand, destroying everything in the place. Before leaving, she offered a final prayer: "May you sleep forever, and never wake up."

“We… are all people filled with obsession.” She turned and left.

A large section of the Netherworld Curtain had become empty and even thinner. The maid walked out regardless, but stopped as soon as she stepped out of the Netherworld Curtain. A large array was operating nearby, restricting her spatial magic.

"We welcome friends with fine wine, and we meet enemies with hunting rifles," one of them said. As the mist dissipated, the figures of the three men were revealed.

The maid looked up and saw that the three agents from Youzhou had arrived. They were Cang Song, the agent of the White Mountain Ancestor; Xun Lan, the agent of the Black Water Goddess; and Su Changming, the agent of the Guardian Immortal. The three of them stood at three different positions in the great formation, blocking the maid's escape route.

"It's actually true that such a thing happened. The Netherworld Curtain was indeed destroyed by someone." Cang Song said. He was a strong man who was over two meters tall and stood like a giant rock. His body was covered with bite wounds, and his injuries were obviously not yet healed.

The maid remained silent. Facing three opponents, all of whom were agents of the gods, she had little chance of victory. She clenched her fist, which bore the incantation, and channeled her power to its fullest extent, scanning each of the three agents before finally settling on Su Changming. "Su Changming, it's you." The maid bowed slightly, gathering her power within her.

"Do we know each other?" Su Changming silently sized up the maid. He sensed traces of her power, but not entirely. Moreover, looking at her appearance, Su Changming was certain he had never seen her before, yet there was a strange sense of familiarity about her.

"As far as I know, the Guardian Immortals are not gods skilled in combat. Let's leave those two aside, why do you want to join in the fun?" the maid said, clearly not wanting to fight Su Changming.

"Everyone knows that the three gods of Youzhou live and die together, and we three agents are no exception. The Netherworld Curtain concerns all living beings in Youzhou, how could I not come? I just didn't expect that someone could actually break the Netherworld Curtain." Su Changming looked at the Blackwater Goddess, "What did Your Majesty say? How did this guy break the Netherworld Curtain?"

With a whoosh, the black water flowed like a veil of darkness, enveloping my body.

“She didn’t cause any damage. Someone placed something in the Netherworld, and she didn’t know the correct way to get it, so she forcibly dismantled it, which weakened the Netherworld,” said the Blackwater Goddess. Blackwater covered her face like a black mask, revealing only a pair of empty, pale eyes.

"Oh dear, this is troublesome. We've been discovered, haven't we?" The maid scratched her head and sighed.

Yes, they've been discovered. What can they do? They have to silence them. But can they silence the three agents? In an instant, killing intent gathered. The three divine agents relied on each other, and even divine phantoms began to condense behind them. Of course, Su Changming was an exception. He took a step back, protecting the other two agents in front of him.

"I'll heal you from behind." Su Changming made a cheering gesture.

“Two are enough to handle,” Cang Song said. “Or, I can go by myself.”

"Stop bragging, you're still injured," Blackwater Lady said calmly.

“Yeah, it’s better if we all go together. Anyone who can freely enter and exit the Netherworld is terrifying, no matter what she’s after. Not to mention, I’m also curious about who left something in the Netherworld, so let’s not hold back and cripple her in the first wave.” Su Changming smiled sinisterly.

“I sensed power emanating from her, and this familiar aura clearly belongs to the Dragon God. So, which lineage's protector are you? I don't think I've seen you before.” Blackwater Lady looked at the maid.

"Guess?" The maid tilted her head and smiled. "Would you believe me if I said I was from Cheng Shuo Mai?"