I've died 47 times in this game, so I've decided to sell it.

She found Yingxing, who had been utterly tormented by the curse of immortality and turned into an undead monster.

In Jingliu's eyes, Yingxing is burdened with abundant flesh and blood, eternally immortal and tormented, an inescapable sin.

Under the guise of a swordsmanship instructor, she repeatedly slashed and killed Yingxing, allowing him to be reborn time and time again thanks to his immortal body.

The torment of countless deaths and rebirths gradually washed away the sins of his obsession.

Later, Jingliu personally discarded the broken sword that Yingxing had forged for her.

Completely sever the past ties between the Five Heroes of the Clouds.

Alone, he traversed countless galaxies, enduring the endless torment of demonic darkness devouring his heart.

She deliberately chose this deserted, abandoned starport because she was afraid that her demonic possession might flare up and cause harm to innocent people.

But the excruciating pain of the demonic yin suddenly erupted, and she ultimately failed to completely suppress it, plunging into utter madness.

At the very moment when the sword light was at its brightest, a crack appeared out of thin air in the void directly in front of her.

A figure tumbled out of the crack, landing squarely on the ground before it could even get up.

A sword aura grazed his scalp and cleaved the broken wall behind him in two.

As Qi Ye lay on the ground, the last images before her resurrection in the previous round still lingered in her mind.

He has just been resurrected in the middle of a battlefield where battles are taking place.

Before they could even see who the enemy was, they were instantly reduced to ashes by a laser beam that seemed to come from nowhere.

Now that he's finally alive again, a sword light capable of splitting a broken wall in two shines overhead once more.

He slowly raised his head and saw the silver-haired woman laughing wildly.

Only one thought remained in my mind.

Good grief, we've just escaped one danger only to fall into another. This respawn point is just too ridiculous.

Before he could even stand up, another sword struck him at his feet.

He slashed a deep trench in the metal floor, sparks flying all over him.

He scrambled backward, yelling at the woman who was going crazy:

"Sister, calm down! I was just passing by! I'm a law-abiding citizen! A very law-abiding citizen!"

Jingliu did not answer; the only response he received was another flash of sword light that grazed past his shoulder.

Those bloodshot eyes held only endless killing intent and pain.

She was fighting a desperate battle with her own demonic self, and every time she swung her sword at Qiye, it was not her intention.

But she was almost unable to control that crazy thing.

"Run...faster..."

She squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, as if she were using all her willpower to fight against something unseen.

The sword tip was aimed at Qi Ye, but she managed to deflect it several inches, slashing it into the nearby pile of ruins.

Qi Ye was stunned for a moment, then immediately realized what was happening.

She wasn't trying to kill him, so she quickly turned around and tried to run away.

But as soon as he took a step, a sword aura slashed down from behind him.

It struck the ground right behind his heel, creating a deep crack.

If he had been half a second slower, his entire leg would have been gone.

He stood frozen in place, slowly turning his head to look at the silver-haired woman.

She was gasping for breath, her whole body trembling.

But she still held the sword in her right hand, ready to strike again at any moment.

She looked up at him.

"I told you... get out of here! I can't control myself... next time... I really will kill you!"

Seeing this, Qi Ye decided to trust her one more time and turned to run away.

Jingliu closed his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

It's good that you're leaving; if you leave, you won't die by her sword.

Then her body moved uncontrollably again, and the moonlight sword flashed from her hand.

Another streak of silvery-white sword energy pierced the long night, landing at the young man's feet.

It cleaved a deep trench in the ground in front of him.

He looked down at the sword mark less than an inch from his toes, then looked up at her.

She was looking at him too, and the two stared at each other for a while.

Finally, Qiye plopped down on the ground, put her hands on her knees, and put on a "giving up" expression.

"Big sister, are you letting me run or not?"

You keep telling me to hurry up, but the moment I take a step, your sword energy catches up with me.

If I don't take a step, your sword will still be trembling in your hand.

Or how about this, give me a definite answer?

Do you want to kill me and then regret it, or do you want to regret not killing me? I'll play along.

Jingliu opened his mouth, as if to say, "I didn't mean that."

But when she looked down at the second sword energy she was still gathering in her hand, she realized that the statement was completely unconvincing.

She gritted her teeth and used all her strength to pull the sword back.

The sword tip stopped less than two feet away from him, the blade trembling violently, as if it were wrestling with her will.

"I told you to leave, didn't you hear me?"

I can't control it now. If you don't leave now, you really won't be able to leave. Next time, I might not be able to take it back...

Before she could finish speaking, her body spontaneously unleashed another burst of sword energy.

This sword energy was larger and sharper than the previous one, directly slicing off half of the scrap iron pillar behind him.

Iron filings rained down on his head.

Qi Ye didn't even flinch; he simply brushed the metal shavings from his hair and looked at her helplessly.

"Fine, go ahead and cut it, I'm giving up."

Since I'm going to die whether I run or not, I might as well just kill me.

At least dying by your hand won't hurt too much!

Jingliu did not answer.

Her consciousness was engaged in a final tug-of-war with the demonic body, and she no longer had the strength to speak.

Just then, a light screen that only he could see suddenly popped up in Qi Ye's mind.

[System notification: The host has been detected to be in an extremely dangerous environment, with a patient suffering from a demonic possession attack nearby.]

The thoughtful little system automatically matches a suitable light cone, wishing the host survival.

The screen displayed detailed information about the new light cone.

The effect is immunity to demonic possession, but the side effects are shrinking and infantile mental development.

Qi Ye stared at the words on the light screen, then looked at the person in front of her who was trying to suppress the demonic body.

But the silver-haired woman was clearly about to lose control.

He took another closer look at the face contorted with pain, and his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

Silver hair, red eyes, superb swordsmanship, and the Demonic Yin Body is activated.

The more I look at this person, the more he resembles Kagami-ryu.

Side Story: Mirror Flow Part 2

But there was no time to think further; the Mirror Flow before him was truly about to be out of control.

"Wait, wait! Don't cut! Don't cut! I have a way!"

Qi Ye reached into his pocket, pulled out the light cone card from the system's inventory, and held it above his head, shouting at her.

"You are a demonic being, aren't you?"

I have a light cone here, it's specifically for treating this! Here, take it and try it out!

Jingliu found it all laughable.

A light cone? Where in this world can you find a light cone that can cure a demonic spirit?

But the person in front of her really had no reason to lie to her.

He can't run away now, and he can't fight back. If she doesn't control herself, he'll be the first to die.

No one would joke about their own life.

She gritted her teeth and squeezed out two words: "...Give it to me."

"Alright! But..."

Just as Qi Ye was about to hand it over, she suddenly pulled her hand back and put on a business smile.

"This light cone is not free."

I'll let you try it, but if you think it works well, you'll have to pay.

Do you have any credit points?

Or something of equal value, I'm easy to talk to..."

Jingliu felt that the string in his mind, which was struggling with the demonic body, almost snapped from anger at his words.

She was about to lose control and kill him, and he was actually trying to sell her something?

Is life more important or money? In all her years, this was the first time she had encountered someone who valued money over life.

Having been tormented by the demonic spirit for so long, she thought she would never be angered by anything again.

But at that moment, she was so angry with him that she almost laughed.

"I have no money!"

She yelled.

"If you keep talking nonsense, you can just wait to die!"

Qi Ye looked helplessly at the deep trench she had just carved out behind her:

"I can't run away, so you can try it out first! This is available for trial, take it now!"

As he spoke, he threw the light cone card at her.

Jingliu subconsciously reached out and caught the card.

The light cone melted the moment it touched her palm, turning into a warm current that flowed down her arm and into her chest.

Wherever that warm current reached, the erosion of the demonic body receded as quickly as frost exposed to sunlight.

She now feels refreshed and her previous torment has vanished instantly.

It felt as if everything had returned to childhood.

Then she vaguely sensed that something was wrong.

Strange, how did this person suddenly grow taller?

She subconsciously looked down at herself.

The clothes were so big they looked like a blanket, with sleeves dragging on the ground and the collar slipping down one shoulder.

She raised her hand, but it was no longer the long, strong hand that had been holding the sword.

It was a small, fair hand belonging to a seven or eight-year-old girl.