Each of the nine dragon maidens possesses extraordinary abilities.

“We already know a little from our gods, but we roughly understand what you want to do. Fearless one, we will support you, but we also want a promise from you and the gods behind you.”

As if he had expected this, Lu Yueyuan said, "The land of Youzhou will exist forever, its people will be happy and healthy, and will be protected by the Holy Emperor."

Xunlan was stunned for a moment: "You...how did you know...?"

She couldn't quite understand the man in front of her. In fact, she didn't understand what the gods were talking about at all; she just did whatever the gods told her to do.

She didn't have the same strong regional prejudice as the Ghost King, but... even someone like the Ghost King acknowledged it, so she had nothing to disagree with; she was just going with the flow anyway.

But Lu Yueyuan appeared very solemn. He bowed to the three of them to express his gratitude and said:

"I hope the conflict between Zhongzhou and Youzhou can be resolved. I also hope that everyone, whether in Youzhou or Zhongzhou, can live a good life under the Holy Emperor's protection. Perhaps in the future, we will still have conflicts and misunderstandings, but our hope for a better future will always endure. I remember what you have given me today, and in the future, I will prove with my actions that your support was not wrong..."

He reached out and shook hands with each of the delegates. Everyone could see the determination and will that had been ignited in this man.

"I'll leave the outside to you all." He concluded by clasping his hands in a fist salute.

In this way, we can be considered to have sided with the Holy Emperor.

The Holy Emperor and the Four Gods always have to choose sides.

Hopefully, we made the right choice.

The three gods of Youzhou whispered among themselves. Although they were originally human, their divine paths were all related to Youzhou. They themselves were unwilling to create a new world. As the saying goes, there is no place like home, and this principle applies to gods as well.

Having finalized the rendezvous plan, Lu Yueyuan prepared to board the celestial ship and break in.

With a rumble, the immortal boat passed through the tiger-head gate. Lu Yueyuan asked the person next to him, "Aren't you afraid?"

Jealousy laughed: "I'm with my Daoist partner, I'm not afraid."

Lu Yueyuan said, "I'm very scared."

Jealousy paused, then asked, "Are you very scared, Proxy?"

Lu Yueyuan said, "That's right. Actually, I'm very timid. They say time can change a person's appearance, but it can't change their nature. My nature has always been like this; I'm afraid of everything."

Lu Yueyuan felt like a little dog barking on the side of the road.

Big dogs don't bark when they bite; they use their teeth and claws to show their attitude. But little dogs, no matter how loudly they bark, can't actually do anything; their barking is just to embolden themselves.

Lu Yueyuan also needed courage; when simulating the future, it was the system that gave him courage.

The system is actually quite good at providing emotional support. It encourages Lu Yueyuan when he's confused, when he's down, and when he's sad. Ah, yes, it really only knows how to encourage, but maybe someone like Lu Yueyuan only needs encouragement? Just a little bit of courage is enough, and with just that little bit of courage, he'll do things he never dared to imagine.

The surrounding space began to spin, and everything became eerie. Lu Yueyuan looked around and continued chatting with Jealousy with a smile.

The Holy Emperor's voice could no longer reach his mind. Lu Yueyuan felt his body trembling, probably because he was scared again. So now he needed to talk to Jealousy.

But in that instant, just that instant, he thought of Mo Zhiyan. Who could she talk to? Lu Yueyuan realized how lucky he was. Along the way, there were always people who protected him, cared for him, and gave him courage when he was weak. But Mo Zhiyan didn't. She stayed in Zhiyan Hall in the valley, and no one went to see her.

As he entered this field, the images of Mo Zhiyan in his memory gradually increased.

The more simulations he did, the more skilled he became at killing Mo Zhiyan. To avenge the time Mo Zhiyan had severed his arm during the simulation, he pretended to approach Mo Zhiyan. Mo Zhiyan was delighted to see him and brought out a new board game she had found, inviting him to play. But Lu Yueyuan had no interest in playing; he had only one thought in mind: how to kill her and vent his anger.

That time, after becoming the sect leader, he kept going to see Mo Zhiyan, making Ming Huaiwei jealous. But Mo Zhiyan couldn't see it; she was just low on emotional intelligence. When Ming Huaiwei questioned her, she even happily brought out peaches to treat her. Haha, isn't she an idiot? Ming Huaiwei was at a loss, so she cursed a few times and left. Lu Yueyuan watched from the shadows, while Mo Zhiyan didn't say anything, just stood there holding the peaches.

How pitiful! Yes, how pitiful! But Lu Yueyuan told himself that she was not pitiful at all. She was the terrifying dragon girl who cut off her own hands and feet and shut down the system in the previous reincarnation. She was one of the nine most powerful people in the Jiuyi Sect.

He was prepared to kill her. Just like he said, if you want to ambush Mo Zhiyan, you have to lure her out first. So he invited her out, and she happily came out. That day, for the first time, she wasn't wearing her Taoist robe. Unfortunately, Lu Yueyuan forgot what she was wearing; he didn't care at all. He only wanted to kill her.

They went together to a remote mountaintop in Zhongzhou to watch the sunrise. Mo Zhiyan said, "I have a secret. I'll tell you secretly, but don't tell anyone else, okay?" Lu Yueyuan nodded, but he had no interest in hearing any secret. Everything was ready, and everything was in place.

She leaned closer and whispered in Lu Yueyuan's ear, "Actually, there's something in my cave..." But before she could finish, Lu Yueyuan's hand reached in and tore her entire spiritual sea out. Her gentle whispers turned into agonizing screams. Lu Yueyuan showed no mercy, bombarding her relentlessly with layers of arrays and spells, giving her no chance to rewrite the rules.

Most of the mountain was destroyed. Mo Zhiyan lay in the crater, her flesh mangled and her lower body rotten. Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at Lu Yueyuan without speaking. Lu Yueyuan roared, "How did my grandmaster die?" She didn't answer, stammering for a while before finally saying, "I don't know."

“Everyone in my lineage is dead, all of them are dead, only I am left! What kind of damn lineage protector are you? You’re being completely unfair!” Lu Yueyuan roared at her, feeling like he had become a demon himself. “If you’re so capable, go and catch the murderer! Go and catch him! You didn’t do anything! Who the hell is your friend? Who the hell wants to play with you? You’re a hypocritical monster! You’re a demon!”

Mo Zhiyan stared blankly, too weak to speak. Lu Yueyuan's curse was causing her body and spiritual veins to gradually crumble; she could only desperately move her lips. "I'm sorry," Lu Yueyuan understood what she was trying to say, but he refused to look any longer. He frantically raised his knife.

"Tearing flesh apart, huh? Smashing bones, huh? My best friend, turned into rotten flesh, huh?" Lu Yueyuan wailed, sobbing uncontrollably. He knelt in the middle of the pit, almost crying himself to death. "Will I cry myself to death this time?" The system, startled, quickly appeared to comfort him, singing and encouraging him.

It was clearly her! She cut off his arm, she beat him almost to death, so why is he the one suffering now? They're not friends at all! In the adult world, where are there friends? Oh, playing a game, eating a peach, and they're friends? Are friends something cheap?

But why is it so painful? Why? Where does this heart-wrenching feeling come from? Are pain and emotion two sides of the same coin?

Why does it have to be him? Couldn't it be someone else? If everyone has to suffer like this, if everyone has to go through so much hardship, what can he do? He's just a coward by nature...

After countless reincarnations, Lu Yueyuan held Mo Zhiyan's body and buried her under a peach tree.

He worked hard, digging her grave with his shovel, humming a song he had adapted.

Cutting flesh and blood, huh? Smashing bones, huh?

My best friend, turned into rotten meat, huh?

Peel off their faces, huh? Sew them into a pillow, huh?

I heard him grinding his teeth in my ear in the middle of the night.

Gouge out their eyes, huh? Soak them in alcohol, huh?

One sip and you're drunk, and even in your drunkenness, he's still there, oh my.

Pull out the tendons, hey, and knit them into a scarf, hey?

When it's cold, wrap yourself in it, just like he's holding me, hey.

Shatter your teeth, hey, string them together like wind chimes, hey.

The wind blows and it makes a sound, it's all about hatred, heh.

Bury it in the soil, hey, and mushrooms will grow, hey!

Pick them and boil them into soup, then he'll come back to life after drinking it, hehe.

It lives in my stomach, huh? It lives in my blood, huh?

Best friends, we can never be apart again, hehe.

Chapter 111: A Very Sweet Peach (5k)

A mirrored, inverted space.

Then, there was a shattering sound, and a ghostly blue flame descended. The immortal ship roared out and landed somewhere underground.

Something has broken in.

The enormous tiger opened its eyes, and Mo Zhiyan, with his eyes closed, was embedded in its chest, sleeping peacefully.

Roar!

It roared to the sky.

The corpses of the dead were piled up all around, and rules, like laws, floated in the space.

A terrifying power surrounds them, and nothing can get close.

The mechanical creations and dead souls summoned by Qing Zaishan were unable to break through this area. The fierce tiger occupied its territory and slaughtered all intruders.

Mo Zhiyan was as silent as a martyr.

She was silent and devoid of any spiritual energy, as if she were truly dying.

Lu Yueyuan stood on the fairy boat and looked out.

Like Ming Huaiwei, the curse in her bloodline has become a physical manifestation, and Mo Zhiyan can no longer control it; her powers have been fully unleashed.

What a beautiful beast, standing on that protruding rock, displaying its well-developed muscles, its two whiskers fluttering like ribbons.

And this beautiful beast, with the sleeping, serene maiden on its chest, her hair now completely down, smooth and black, her robe torn, her naked body covered only by dragon scales the color of tiger skin.

Is it the aesthetics of violence? Lu Yueyuan looked up and saw countless laws and regulations floating above it.

This is its home ground now.

Gods are extreme beings, and the ancient dragon gods were no exception. Their extreme nature flowed like a curse into their bloodlines. In fact, after so many simulations, Lu Yueyuan already understood what gods were. Curses were everywhere, affecting the gods themselves, their descendants, and of course, the guardians who worshipped them.

Cut off the curse, regain your sanity, and live as a human being.

Lu Yueyuan looked at the tiger opposite him, which was growling a warning, and smiled slightly.

Mo Zhiyan, the protector of the Zhiyan lineage, has the power of "judgment," and the law of inheritance is the Law of Litigation. The name of the successor is Bi'an.

Originally, I wanted to deal with Qing Zaishan first, but I didn't expect to run into Mo Zhiyan first.

And so his work began.

The tiger's gaze was fixed on Lu Yueyuan on the immortal ship, and it instantly understood that Lu Yueyuan was its enemy.

The phantom images of the four gods appeared and disappeared behind it.

Jealousy made her shrink behind Lu Yueyuan in fear.

When the tiger stared at her from its vantage point, she didn't dare show her face at all, as if it were some terrifying thing.

"This thing looks even more difficult to deal with than Ming Huaiwei's."

Footsteps approached along with the voice; it was Arrogance. She looked like she had just woken up, rubbing her temples, her voice muffled.

She slept longer than she expected, and for some reason, many scenes in her dream felt like they had actually happened, making her feel extremely uncomfortable.

Now that she's awake, she's found herself in this place, giving her the illusion that she's still dreaming.

And for some reason, she now has rather complicated feelings toward Lu Yueyuan.

She couldn't quite describe the feeling; it was a strange emotion, not anger, not sadness, not hatred, not disgust... It was a very complex emotion, the first time she had ever felt this way, and she couldn't put it into words.

"Why do I still feel sleepy? And my lips taste sweet. What did you feed me?"

Arrogant sighed helplessly, "It's probably some kind of forced awakening. Besides, I feel a power circulating in my body. Is it the Holy Emperor's blessing? Hey, say something! I finally woke up after a long time."

Jealousy looked up, about to greet him, when Lu Yueyuan grabbed her head.

He said, "There is indeed something I want to say."

Arrogance: "You say it."

Lu Yueyuan: "Do you believe in love at first sight? Actually, I fell in love with jealousy at first sight. Now we are Daoist partners, and she has agreed."

arrogant:"........"

She remained silent, and for some reason, she felt nothing upon hearing those words.

It's as if, subconsciously, Lu Yueyuan is such an outrageous person.

Moreover, she felt that Lu Yueyuan must have other plans, and the Daoist partner... was like an excuse, a cover-up.

That's strange...

Does she really know him that well?

The strange images that surfaced during her coma, the numerous thoughts that surged from her subconscious, and the complex feelings brewing within her left her speechless for a moment. This silence was not one of anger, but rather one of speechlessness.

She didn't know what he wanted to do. As for the matter of a Daoist partner... she didn't need to worry about it. If it were true, the first one to get anxious would be the Holy Emperor. The extreme nature of the gods made them even jealous of the Daoist partners of their agents. Moreover, they also had to be wary. Who knew if the Daoist partner that suddenly appeared was the work of another god? So if Lu Yueyuan said this to make her anxious, she didn't need to.

Ah... why did she feel that Lu Yueyuan was trying to make her anxious by saying that? Arrogantly, she patted her cheeks, shaking off the unnecessary thoughts in her mind.

She finally spoke: "Should I congratulate you?"

Lu Yueyuan looked at her and asked, "Don't you have anything to say?"

Arrogantly scratching his head, he said, "Should I say something...?"

Jealousy tried to speak, but Lu Yueyuan covered her mouth and pressed her head against his chest. Lu Yueyuan stroked Jealousy's head and said, "It's nothing. I thought you would be sad, angry, and curse at me, saying, 'Ha, I knew it, you're that kind of person.' Then I would pull Jealousy aside and tell her a thousand bad things about me, exaggerating as much as possible, and then go to the Holy Emperor to complain about me."

arrogant:"........"

She sighed wearily, "I would never do that."

Lu Yueyuan said, "Besides, you don't seem surprised."

He said arrogantly, "What's so surprising? Ever since you brought Jealousy into your life, I'm not surprised by anything you do. Anyway, I remember everything you said before. Whether you remember it or not, whether you care or not, is your own business. I just need to do my job, right? Besides, I see that Jealousy is quite happy about it, so that's fine. I can't just break up a loving couple, can I?"

Arrogance smacked his lips: "Okay, I'm still a little annoyed, but there's nothing I can do. Who told you to be the proxy?"

She looked at Lu Yueyuan and said, "Rank can crush you. Jealousy was the first person to join my organization... Although the main reason was that she was down on her luck and wanted to find a place to stay, she was also the first member I recruited. If you insist on having her as your Daoist partner, then you'd better treat her well. I wish you both the best. As for what I think... that's not important. I am your blade, your weapon. Who cares about the thoughts of a weapon?"

Arrogance muttered to himself, "It doesn't matter if it's smashed or broken, so my thoughts are completely unimportant."

“It’s very important to me.”

Lu Yueyuan looked at her and said, "I said, from now on, only you can accompany me on this journey. Even if jealousy becomes my Daoist partner, it won't accompany me... Only you. If one day I die, only you can witness my death. Pride, to me, you are different."

"......"