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me and the devil, walking side by side

What is the meaning of life? To enjoy it? To live it? Or perhaps the true question to be asked is how to enjoy it. If that’s the case, then you’re going to raise chaos and hell in this new world you were reborn in.

What’s truly stopping you from causing chaos? Humans? They’re mortal like you, putting up ethics and boundaries to ensure the safety of not only other people, (they say), but mostly ensure their own safety. Living is finding happiness, contentment, and satisfaction. Others will say it’s living your life to the fullest!

Now that you thought about it, were you even human anymore? Now that you were reborn, you noticed that you don’t fully have your humanity…but what exactly is humanity? Something that makes one human? Then what does it mean to be human? To be more evolved than animals? To have advanced intelligence? But humans have always retained their animal instincts, causing what humans call ‘Monstrosities’ and ‘Crimes’. If this is truly human, following your instincts and wants, then perhaps you’re the most humane creature ever to exist.

You looked at the ghostly warrior cultivator in bland indifference, head tilted in some interest. Liu Qingge was certainly beautiful, with a delicate, almost feminine face that contrasted with the bulky physique of his body. His lips turned upside-down into a scowl as he looked back at you.

Underneath him is a skeleton with tattered clothes, his actual physical sword, Chen Luan, laid untouched for years.

Your lips quirked as you let out a mocking croon from the back of your throat, circling the ghost. “How very…interesting.” Your foot kicked at his bones, making him snarl at you in return. “How is it that the Famed Warrior of Justice, the famous War god of Baizhan, is the first one to die amongst the Qing generation of Peak Lords?”

When you completed the circle, you smiled at him with your teeth. “Especially that ‘Scum’ Shen Qingqiu—“

“Don’t call him a scum!” Liu Qingge made a hand for his sword, only to realize he didn’t have his spiritual sword with him.

You raised a brow in bemusement, “Why? Isn’t that what you called him all these years?” You taunted, following him when he made a turn away from you. “ ‘The Lecherous Shen Qingqiu’, ‘The Scum Lord’, ‘The Lazy Lord’, isn’t that what you called him in all your years of living in Cang Qiong?”

The man made a sound of gritting teeth at your continued mocking.

Delightful sadism bubbled in your chest as a hollowed laugh reverberated in your chest, “What of the change of heart? War god Liu Qingge?”

His fists, which were clenching the whole time, suddenly released as his shoulders slumped. In a quick second, his whole demeanor becomes one of defeat and guilt. Your interest peaked again, your smile growing wider.

“I…was wrong.” Liu Qingge finally said after those long minutes of silence. “I was wrong about him — everyone at the sect was wrong. But I never thought of seeing the full truth.”

You sneered at him, walking in front of him. “None of you did,” Your fingers twitched in rising irritation as the topic came to this. “You Qing generation just loved to gossip and snark at the latest rumors that you all never tried to investigate the truth. For all your talk about righteousness and justice, you are the last person to be talking about that in this current situation.

As a man in another world said, ‘If a man looks for the sin of other people, then that man has sinned.’”

You stepped back from the ghost, looking at him with narrowed eyes and head tilted back. “Thanks to your martial brother and sisters nonsense, you effectively gave that old coot from Huanhua leverage to use against your sect. And as a result, you lost your strategist.”

“You don’t have to say something that I don’t know.” Gritted the ghost.

You scoffed, “So, tell me what changed your mind?”

“…” Liu Qingge glared at you with all his irritation and anger before spitting out “I followed him after I died, to make sure he didn’t do anything, and finally saw what he actually is like.” At that, his voice became softer, as if the realization still made him in disbelief. “He doesn’t go to the brothels for sexual pleasure, he goes there to sleep. The workers there welcome him as if he was their brother…and he teaches them how to write, paint, and music.”

You clasped your hands behind your back, “So you were wrong about him being a lecher.”

“All of us were,”

“Well, not all of us.”

“…Right.”

You grinned after huffing a laugh, “This will be fun.”

Liu Qingge glared at you, “What will—“

“If I restored your body, will you follow me to explore the plains?”

The ghost looked at you wide-eyed, shocked at your proposal. “What…”

Your lips quirk, “I’m planning to meet the Heavenly Emperor along the way, and possibly fix some wrongs that need to be right.”

At the end of your sentence, your voice became lower and there were hints of garbled sounds beneath it. Liu Qingge looked at you warily, as if getting the hint that you’re not fully human. “Who are you?”

“Ah ah,” You smiled while wagging your finger, like a teacher scolding a student. “The correct question should be,” Your eyes changed color and pupils, ink changed from the moisture that was rolling down your cheeks, and your smile became wider until it was cheek to cheek. “What am I?”

You took delight in the ghost’s horrified and morbidly astonished reaction, retreating your finger before your features rippled back to your human form. “Now, about that offer…”

——

“Ah, it seems more dreary than I imagined.”

“What are you talking about? Have you been living under a rock?”

“Don’t blame me, It took me a while for me to manifest my physical form.”

“A form that’s ever-changing and inhumane.”

“At least I have a human form.”

“Still—“

“Who was the one who gave you the body again?”

“…”

Your lips curled into something similar to a simpering smile, “Don’t frown, that’s just gonna make you unapproachable…well, more unapproachable at this point.”

Liu Qingge huffed, turning away. His body, which you rebuilt with dust and bones, was brand new. His skin didn’t have the scars he had obtained when he was alive, much to his discomfort but to your indifference. Muscular but his stance suggests the experience of fighting. You rolled your shoulders back as you took in the scenery as you made your way to the Huanhua palace.

Where Luo Binghe is, and possibly, Shen Jiu and the harem.

You being a reader of SVSSS, knew of the original timeline and what happened there. You wonder how far in the Post-Original are you; perhaps Shen Jiu is dead right now after swallowing Xuan Su shards…maybe. You haven’t wandered around long enough to go to the villages, your first destination was Cang Qiong since it was the nearest place where your body spawned.

The rest of the time, you were a watcher over Shen Jiu because come on…he deserved better.

A nudge shook you out of your thoughts, making you see the entrance of Huanhua territory, which was the forest of Bailu. Where Tianlang-Jun is sealed. You wonder if his body is still intact or if it decomposed along the events.

You hummed for a moment before pulling Liu Qingge away from the territory. “Hey–!?” The man resisted your hold but proved to be futile. “I thought you were gonna see that demon spawn and save Shen Qingqiu!?”

“I will,” you replied, “But first, let’s go to a nearby village to eat and rest. Your body is still getting used to being alive right now, so take it slow before you get into any scats.”

“I practice inedia so eating is unnecessary–” the warrior urged.

“And you’ve been a ghost for how many years? With no physical body?” You shot back.

Your bickering continued until you made it to a village and went to an inn, you paid for the rooms. Later you watched as Liu Qingge practically inhaled three bowls of congee while you were still eating your one bowl, you grinned smugly. “See what years of having a body does to you? You get to taste food again!”

“Shut up,” Liu Qingge grumbled before downing an entire of his third bowl.

“Liu Qingge, manners.” you chided the warrior, taking a sip from your congee bowl. As you ate, your ears tuned in on the conversation of the residents of the inn, which was a mix of humans and demons.

“The crops are going good this year…”

“Hey, who are the beauties over there?”

“Isn’t that the Baizhan War god!?”

“I thought he was dead–”

“Killed by Shen Qingqiu, in fact!”

“Were they wrong?”

…you thought that they wouldn’t recognize Liu Qingge after being dead for years, yet they surprised you wrong.

“Wonder if this will reach the emperor’s ears…” you muttered before drinking your tea. Liu Qingge let out a satisfied exhale, with four bowls piled up on the side. You deadpanned before exhaling, fishing out your pouch of money. “Be thankful I can pay for this.”

The revived man let out a grunt.

After dinner, you two went to your rooms to retire for the night. It’s been a while since you last slept, having been a transparent spirit for the rest of the journey of the original PIDW. It wasn’t until some entity had granted you abilities that were inhumane, some were familiar with characters that were antagonists from certain entertainments in your old world. And because the ‘story’ ended and you have no system, you could now do anything you wanted in this world!

First, you’ll have to bring Liu Qingge to the palace of Luo Binghe and let him clear up what happened in Lingxi caves and in the brothels, being a witness and all.

Luckily for you and Liu Qingge, you didn’t have to go to the Palace. Luo Binghe and Liu Mingyan came to you…with fucking guards. It caused quite a commotion in the village, they bowed down and looked away in fear with some demons in awe. You and your companion had just exited the inn when the emperor himself and one of his wives entered the village.

You now had a stare-off with the freaking Emperor Luo Binghe himself and his wife, Liu Mingyan, who was looking at her very much alive brother in disbelief. “Brother?”

The said man only glared at her in response making her falter. Ignoring the rising tension, you decided to take a look at the couple. Liu Mingyan was as beautiful as her brother, you could tell as much even with her veil covering her face. Her robes were purple with red which matched her overall aura and color scheme.

When your eyes moved to Luo Binghe, you were almost startled at how he was staring at you, red eyes shining with interest, whether it was your unique appearance or perhaps he sensed that you were not completely human either. Still, he is as beautifully handsome as described in the novel and drawn in the illustrations.

Your attention was grabbed when Liu Qingge shouted, “Killed!? Shixiong tried to save me!”

“What!?” Liu Mingyan stepped back, surprised at the outburst from her brother. You took this as a sign to move the sidelines, as this conversation had nothing to do with you. Still, it doesn’t stop the sadistic glee when watching the faces of his sister and Luo Binghe morphed into shock and disbelief at the reveal.

Though seeing the crowd you were gathering, you pulled Liu Qingge’s robe to get his attention, “I think we should do this in a more secluded.” You then looked at Luo Binghe, the main man of this finished ‘story’. “Perhaps Junshang would be benevolent enough to let us discuss this in his palace?”

——

The ride to the Huanhua palace was tense, but you ignored it since it didn’t bother you that much. You walked with casual grace when you entered after Luo Binghe and his wife, Liu Qingge followed you with a look that can bury someone 6 feet under. The doors opened for the four of you and demons and humans gathered around with curiosity at the newcomers.

You smiled lips closed at the audience you gathered. Some of Luo Binghe’s wives have also come, one of them being Qiu Haitang…

Perfect for the reveal of the ‘Scum Villain’.

Junshang then sat on his throne with his main wife at his side, on the other side came the famous Sha Hualing with her barely covered and jingling bells. Liu Qingge’s face went from red to green beside you, much to your amusement.

“So,” Luo Binghe said from his place on the throne. “What do you mean by my shizun trying to save you?” He says the word shizun with so much venom you wonder if his words were made of the actual stuff.

“It’s the truth,” Liu Qingge stepped forward, determined to right the wrong he had made. You let him. “As the victim, I’m here to say that Shen Qingqiu didn’t kill me.”

Whispers grace your ears, astonished at the proclamation of the supposed dead Baizhan War god. Your smile soon became full of teeth. Liu Mingyan was unconvinced, “But brother, You and Shen Qingqiu have been bitter rivals for the longest time–he even tried to kill you in that one mission!”

Before they could agree with the supposed evidence, you stepped up laughing. “Well, rumors and pieces of evidence have to be thoroughly investigated before confirming. If you’re willing, will you bring Shen Qingqiu to the throne room, Junshang? Or did you already kill him out of anger?”

The lack of respect towards the Emperor had people looking at you in disbelief, readying for the Half Heavenly Demon to attack you, but as you stared down Luo Binghe, with all glee, joy, and some sort of wrong excitement that made the man wary of you, Luo Binghe relented. “Bring Shen Qingqiu.”

Your smile widened until it was cheek-to-cheek as rounds of gasps sounded in the court. Your veins thrummed at the stirring chaos you’re about to ensue. Soon, the called man was carried in a jar, long inky locks of hair flowing over the jar with limbs cut, and sickly pale skin but the same acid green eyes glared at Luo Binghe. Those same green eyes then looked in shock at the very much alive Liu Qingge.

Immediately, the warrior kotowed in front of the disabled man in the jar, shocking all who were present. “Shen Qingqiu, I have done a great sin by accusing you over and over without understanding the situation. I have run your reputation through the mud and made it a weapon against Cang Qiong. As payment for this sin, I will do anything to—”

You kicked Liu Qingge in the butt, “Apologize later, there will be more to apologize when I show you all later.”

Liu Qingge, for his part, whipped his head and was about to explode over your disrespect when Qiu Haitang screamed from where she was. “ What is that villain doing here!?” her eyes held mad fury.

You just glanced at her with disinterest, “Why, to clear his name, of course.”

You raised a brow when she stomped up to you, “What is there to clear!? That man–” she points at Shen Qingqiu, who looks at her with conflicting emotions while holding his poker face. “--who was a slave taken in my brother and my fiance, had killed and burned everything I had! He’s a monster! A heartless fiend! An immoral—”

“Ah, but that’s the best part, little A-Tang.” you stepped forward, hands clasped behind. “For Shen Jiu did you a service of getting rid of your disgusting family.” Her face grew red when you insulted her family with vitriol. “How dare—”

You laughed at her face, “Oh, poor, sweet, coddled, naive A-Tang. You truly thought your brother was as honorable as he seemed?” You batted your eyelashes mockingly before grinning with sharp teeth. “Oh, how wrong you are. But first…”

You turned away from her to Shen Jiu, walking up to him before kneeling. Slashing your arm, you said to him “Open wide,” before grabbing his jaw and forcing him to open his mouth. Shen Jiu struggled as blood from your arm poured into his mouth, making him drink. You watched him struggle against you before deeming the amount he drank enough, healing your arm before smacking the jar with a loud twang. The jar broke into two, much to the shock of the people, letting Shen Jiu squirm in pain on the floor. He gasped and made strangled noises from his throat.

“Shen Qingqiu!?” Liu Qingge rushed forward to his fallen shixiong but was stopped by you. “What did you do—”

“Just watched.”

Those who were near retreated back when the first limp sprouted out of the nubs where his arms were, shrieking and screaming in horror and fear. The next three limbs sprouted the same manner, flesh from the nubs splattering away and into the people in its path. The moment he had all four limbs back, you willed a nearby cloth to morph and form into a simple robe to wear to cover Shen Qingqiu’s modesty.

You looked down at Shen Jiu, who clutched his head in pain, drool dripping down his chin as his eyes went to you. “What did you do to me!?” His eyes were now lime green with slits for pupils, his skin now deathly pale, fingers sharpened to claws, and when he opened his mouth teeth were sharp as canines.

You ginned down at him, “I suppose in another world, you would’ve been called a demon. But in this world, you would be an anomaly.”

He rasped in response, “Hungry…”

You hummed before turning to a nearby servant, “Get some human meat.”

A slam brought your attention, and you turned to Luo Binghe who looked at you with burning eyes “What are you!? And why would you need human meat!?”

“Junshang, I am a cryptid at best, and as for the human meat…” you tapped your chin. “Well, that would be Shen Jiu’s diet for the years to come in his new species. The creatures I turned him into consume human blood to gain power and sustain their life. Although the demon blood here could also be used for his diet.”

Liu Mingyan’s face drained of color while Sha Hualing wrinkled her nose in disgust. Luo Binghe gritted his teeth.

Liu Qingge drew his sword, “I trusted you! And you made him into a monster!”

You raised a hand at the warrior, “Calm down you brute, it’s up to Shen Jiu if he’s willing to eat it. There are alternatives, but it depends on his will to not eat humans or demons alike.”

Seeing that the human servant hadn’t moved one bit, you took their arm and ripped a wound on it that made them scream in the process. The sound and smell of blood had Shen Jiu whipped to look and drooling at the bleeding mortal. Against the struggles and sobs, you pushed the bleeding arm towards him. “Well, you have a choice A-Jiu. What will you choose?”

The man now turned demon anomaly struggled to retain his wits and common sense, eyes shook with pure hunger while his teeth gritted. You stared at him with patience, waiting for his answer. Finally, A-Jiu turned his head away from the sight of blood. Satisfied, you let go of the sobbing servant’s hand and healed it. “Strong will retain, I see.”

“Don’t ever do that again!?” Shen Jiu snarled.

“I promise,” you smiled before looking at the audience. “Now, shall we get started?”

——

Luo Binghe watched from his throne as the creature that is you summoned thousands of mirror shards to form one shard in place, big enough for all to see. What are you… he wondered as you held that grin that seemed so carefree. His shizun stood up, his legs shook from the long overdue of being used. His formerly dead shishu helped him.

The Emperor wasn’t sure what was a cryptid, but he knew that you were powerful. Powerful enough to make his shizun into a whole new species. Powerful enough to resurrect his Liu Qingge from the dead. And powerful enough that Meng Mo advised Luo Binghe to not provoke you before this all goes down.

The mirror changed color before it showed a scene, a shack that looked polished and well-built. Once looked inside, it showed a young man in elaborate robes beating a young child that couldn’t be nine years old. A gasp from Qiu Haitang and the resemblance to her confirmed that the young man is in fact her ‘honorable’ brother. Or as ‘honorable’ could be when the emperor watched the blatant abuse that was brought down on the boy. A flash of green from those eyes made Luo Binghe’s gut sink. No…

——

“I didn’t ask you for this…”

You glanced at Shen Jiu, who looked away from you. Liu Qingge stood beside him, ready to catch him should he be unstable again. You narrowed your eyes, “You never tried to defend yourself, even knowing your reputation was in ruins.” A flinch from the warrior. “But that doesn’t mean that I’ll stand for it. You’re not wholly at fault, there have to be faults revealed for the true picture to come whole.”

The anomaly gritted his teeth, “But to display my past for them to see—”

“In other realities, your past would revealed to them at your trial in the Water Prison,” you said with eyes on the shard that displayed how Shen Jiu Qi deviated and killed all the men in the Qiu estate but saved the women and children. “I hate misunderstandings. I hate lies, and I hate pretentiousness. I longed for the faces of the false to despair when they are revealed.”

Shen Jiu didn’t respond when he saw your eyes burned with anger despite your passive and calm disposition, a fire that burned like the one shown in the shard. Sometimes, your form flickered during the storm of emotions in you such as a drip of ink from your head instead of sweat, or when your eyes change color from white to black. It befuddled Shen Jiu before when you were just a mere apparition that appeared before him one night when he was still a slave in the Qiu house.

A glance at Qiu Haitang showed the horror dawning on her face like the sunrise.

“No…no no NONONONO! YOU’RE LYING—!”

A slap resounded.

You sneered down at her with disgust and indifference as a master would to a servant or slave. “Impudent brat.” You said with vitriol.

You then grabbed her by the hair, wrenching a shriek of pain from the woman. “Since you love your ‘dear brother’ so much, I’ll have you reunite with him.”

Crack from the ground before the center of the Throne room started to split into two, from the crack was hellish red light along with arms of bone and rotting skin. The smell assaulted the nose of every human and demon, the screams and shrieks of the dead wailed into the ears of every living creature…

Except you.

Then, amongst the screams and shrieking, a voice that stood out amongst the dead—a coherent voice that could speak—reverbated from the pits of hell. “Qiu Haitang! Bring me Qiu Haitang!” The voice of her brother demanded.

You watched in delicious delight as all the color drained form her face when she realized what you’re about to do. “No…no please! Please! Anything but—“

Ignoring her pleas, you drag her to the crack that opened to hell itself, Qiu Haitang screaming and struggling for her life. Alas, it was futile as you threw her down, her screams echoing in the room, a spectacle that made you known as the Judge and Executor.

As the crack slowly mends together, you grin in satisfaction. “One down, one more to go.”

———

“Where are you taking me!?”

The Old Palace Master, bound by immortal coils, was forced to walk with Mobei-Jun behind him. Luo Binghe was behind you along with the Little Palace Mistress, who was fuming with rage and would’ve whipped you if it weren’t for her husband’s blood parasites, and Shen Jiu and Liu Qingge. Nature made way for you as the Bailu Mountain forest responded to your call.

You ignored the complaining and threats from the father-daughter duo, grinning in pleasure at the sight of a familiar deformed half-snake and half-human creature. “Zhuzhi-lang! It’s been a while!”

The snake who was relax when greeting you, tensed up and went into a defensive position upon noticing the newcomers with you.

You chuckled, rubbing his head in reassurance. “At ease, General. Your cousin along with his wives, shizun, and shush are here for the trial of the old palace master.”

A doubtful look crossed his glazed eyes. You rolled your eyes as you imbued demonic qi into him, letting him transform into his human form. Gasps behind you as you take a leaf from a tree to reform it into a simple robe for the snake general to wear.

“Many thanks, Yichang dashi.” The reserved general bowed in gratitude. You waved dismissively, “Now now, where is your uncle?”

“A visitor by the Great Yichang themselves? Have you gotten your physical form already?”

You walked towards the source where Tianlang-jun's head was sticking out of the mountain, the rocks formed around his neck and multiple talismans slapped around him. “Ah, Tianlang-Jun. It’s been a while.”

“Why it has,” his smile sharpens to one of viciousness and well-hidden anger. “And it seems you have guests.”

You spared a glance at them before you lookin back at him. “Well, your son with Su Xiyan survived and declared himself Emperor for one.” A strangled noise from Luo Binghe while the Old Palace Master was foaming with rage “Now we’re here for the trial of the Old Palace Master for his crimes against Jianghu and you.”

“What crimes!?” The old geezers daughter shrill voice hurt your ears. “My honorable father never committed any crimes!”

“Hah, that’s where you’re wrong. Brat number 2.”

Palace Mistress’s face contorted into something unpleasant till you interrupted. “First case of order,” you smiled as you walked towards the old master himself, looking down on him with sadistic intentions. “The lechery of the old palace master.”

Gasps from the few servants you brought along with you were heard while protests from his daughter. Shen Jiu furrowed his brow but made no attempt to stop you, Liu Qingge seemed surprised at the accusation.

“What lechery!?” Palace mistress cried.

“His lechery towards Su Xiyan,” you explained. “He had—and still is—lusted after his former head disciple and was driven with jealousy when he found out that she was romantically involved with the Southern Emperor of the Demon Realm, Tianlang-Jun.”

“So that whole thing about overthrowing the human realm was a lie…” Liu Qingge glared viciously at the Old Palace Master. “You had the whole cultivation world seal Tianlang-Jun because of your unrequited love!?”

The said master growled like the animal he is. “You believe the words of this fiend!?”

“I believe everything they said over a lecher!”

You sniggered before looking at Luo Binghe, “I suppose you could say that the Old Palace Master is the reason you ended up as an orphan.”

You spotted his fist shaking.

“Jealous, he imprisoned your mother in the palace while the cultivation world sealed your father. It wasn’t till the Old Palace Master gave her the choice to drink poison that’ll kill demons so she’ll see Tianlang-Jun. By the time she came out…”

“He was already sealed…” he finished hollowly. He then turned to the man who he thought was a family figure now turned into a monster.

Old Palace Master, who saw that everyone believed everything you said, snarled, “How did you know of this!? How—!?”

“I’ve watched,” you replied. “I was also the reason why Su Xiyan was able to deliver Little Luo Binghe safely.”

The old man gave a wild cry and tried to lunge at you but was held by Mobei-Jun. You looked at him with building anticipation, turning to Tianlang-Jun. You walked to his imprisoned state before placing a hand on a seal. Cracks and ridges then formed before the stone around the heavenly demon crumbled to dust. A touch of your hand on his now free body and demonic qi flooded in him, renewing his temple and replenishing his strength. When the dust cleared, his eyes of red released hatred and anger that was directed to the old man in binds.

You placed a hand on his chest before he could move towards the Old Palace Master, “Now now, let me exact his judgment before you can have your fun with him.”

A hand on your wrist and a devastatingly handsome face near yours, “You better make it fast, Yichang.”

Giggling, you turned to the audience around you. “By the crimes of lechery, false accusations, and the death of his own disciple. The old palace master is found guilty. “ You smiled with your teeth, “Usually the punishment would fall on his person…but…”

You turned to his daughter instead, “Perhaps his daughter would like to endure it instead?”

Immediately, she made a move to grab her whip but from the trees, humanoid creatures appeared and grabbed hold of her. Their ethereal beauty did nothing to deter the palace mistress to try to escape, yelling and screaming. “Let me go! You demonic creatures! Foul beasts—“

“Ah, how rude,” you sneered at her before grabbing her chin and made her look at you. “Now, let’s see how you’ll die.”

Upon looking you saw she was crying tears, wailing in fear. Behind you, her father screamed in rage. Your eyes turned into a gray kaleidoscopic vision to behold, locking her gaze in place as her dark eyes soon turned gray and kaleidoscopic as yours.

Her posture relaxed into something of defeat and a smile graced her lips. Letting her go, the dryads and you, you watched as she turned to her father with a smile. “Father, it’s beautiful.”

She then took out her whip and wrapped it around her neck, strangling herself with it.

Her father cried in horror as she continued to commit suicide, anybody who made a move to help were stopped by you. You saw the horror, fear, and shock at what’s happening. It wasn’t until the palace mistress turned blue and collapsed did she finally die. Blood spilling from her neck.

You ignored the father who turned insane and glanced at the three Heavenly Demons, “Do as you like with him.”

—

Luo Binghe twitched uncomfortably at your presence, Xin Mo in your hands as you inspected the blade. Surprisingly, the demonic blade seemed to respond to you quite well, and you don’t seem to be affected by it at all.

Though, while uncomfortable and uncertain of your abilities and whole inhumaneness, he’s certainly grateful for you unveiling the truth.

He learned that he was loved by both mothers, and his father wasn’t as evil as he thought. Though he can’t believe how utterly silly he is. His cousin was easy to tolerate, timid yet deadly when needed.

And there was an ongoing healing process between him and his shizun, monitored by you. You supervised these “Therapy sessions”, as you called it, and became the middleman between them. He got to understand his shizun more and his shizun started to lower his wall of shards. Though you told them it will take a long time before the both of them could fully heal.

Liu Shishu and his sister decided to travel to reconnect and a journey of self-healing. The harem is disbanded but Sha Hualing is still one of his generals.

Mobile-Jun, on the other hand, seemed to take a liking to you. The Emperor doesn’t know if it’s the repeated fights between the two of you or it’s because you interact with him a lot.

Luo Binghe didn’t like that. At all. And he could tell his shizun felt the same. You were the one source of love and safety they ever had and being an orphan and a street rat, they were greedy for that love.

Though, watching you swing Xin Mo experimentally, Luo Binghe decided that it might not be bad if you held Xin Mo instead. It lessens the headache in his skull.

—

“Have you heard of the Judge? They came out of nowhere. They aren’t human nor demon. They’re an anomaly. They say they’re a king of hell, others say they’re chaos incarnated. But really, cucumber-bro, I imagine that they’re the devil themselves.”

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