Chi Musheng, dragging his weak kidneys, walked wearily along the drizzling road. There was no one around, and even the occasional demon who passed by hurriedly went home to avoid the rain.

He looked up at the sun hanging in the rain. Although the rain was still falling, he was not completely obscured, and a faint, bitter smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

"Despite all my precautions, I still fell for it. It really comes down to you, Sister Salted Duck Egg Rich Woman, who saw right through me without me even realizing it. But none of that matters anymore. After giving you this last instruction, I can go home."

He walked to the front of Tu Shan Hong Hong's house, slowly pushed open the door with both hands, came to the neat bedside, and then reached into his chest and pulled hard, tearing off the silver bell.

He probably won't need this bell, and it should be returned to its rightful owner. Because, better safe than sorry, there's always the possibility that Tu Shan Hong Hong might become powerful enough to go to his world to find him, which would be a disaster.

After all, that's how it's written in novels: the unfaithful man runs away without a word, and the heroine, in a fit of anger, undergoes a transformation, shatters the void, and travels to another world.

Then Chi Musheng took out the contract he had signed with Tu Shan Honghong from his pocket and placed the bell on it.

His tone carried a hint of relief.

"goodbye"

No, it means never seeing each other again.

How could I say goodbye to you? If I did, you'd beat me to death.

After saying this, Chi Musheng slowly stepped out of the door, closed the door, and turned to leave.

At this moment, the burden and baggage in his heart were finally gone, and he could go home. As for the relationship with Cui Yuling, he knew what Cui Yuling meant when he woke up and there was no one by his bedside.

Sleeping with someone is their choice; you don't need to feel burdened or responsible. Just treat it as a fleeting affair, a moment of pleasure.

As for whether he would get pregnant, he didn't even consider that possibility, because the possibility of a human and a demon having a child is almost non-existent, with only one case to date, which resulted in an accidental miscarriage before the child was even born.

This led to suspicions that there might be more to the story.

Her long hair was dampened by the drizzle, sticking together and losing its previous flowing grace, becoming somewhat heavy, but Chi Musheng's face still showed a relaxed expression.

He stood in front of the bamboo house, holding a box of silver notes, and shouted at the sky.

"World Consciousness, I've earned enough for a million, now send me back."

After a long while, the world consciousness did not respond, but was already watching Chi Musheng from the sky.

He truly hadn't expected that Chi Musheng would still be alive. As for his claim of earning a million taels, that was just an excuse. If he could really give it away, he would have sent it back to Chi Musheng long ago. What use would a million taels be to him?

He has everything he wants in this world consciousness; to him, silver is no different from a pile of garbage.

But what am I supposed to say if he shows up? Doesn't he have any pride? He said he could take you home before, but that was just bragging, or he was just kidding.

Forget it, maybe I shouldn't show myself. Anyway, this human earned a million taels, which means he's doing quite well here.

Chi Musheng stared at the silent, gray sky, a bad premonition rising silently in his heart. He even had a vague guess in his mind, but he dared not think about it any further.

He then shouted at the sky once again.

"World Consciousness, come out! Come out and take me back!"

As Chi Musheng shouted one call after another, his voice gradually became hoarse, and his fists clenched involuntarily.

The belief he had always held in his heart began to crumble, but he still hysterically roared with his last bit of strength, unwilling to give up.

"I know you're watching, watching an ant like me struggle and play around. You think it's fun, you bastard?"

"Hahaha"

Chi Musheng collapsed to the ground, pounding his fists in despair. He should have known it was a scam, but he still clung to a sliver of hope.

The World Consciousness looked at Chi Musheng on the ground, sighed slightly, and decided to go see him anyway. After all, he was the one who gave people hope, and he was also the one who shattered their hopes.

It can also be considered a cause and effect. If this human were to die because of him, he would also be tainted by some kind of cause and effect, which would be a loss for him.

A blinding white light shone through, almost blinding Chi Musheng. It took a few seconds for her eyes to adjust to the light.

Surrounded by a vast expanse of white, he felt as if he were in another dimension, yet a bitter smile still appeared on his lips. Now that the world's consciousness had arrived, perhaps things could still take a turn for the better, even if it was just a little bit.

Before Chi Musheng could speak, the world consciousness spoke first.

"I'm sorry, I lied to you about taking you home. From the very beginning, I was unable to take you back. The reason I lied and said I could take you back once I earned a million taels was so that you would have the will to live in this world."

He would never admit that he was just trying to save face and was just bragging to deceive Chi Musheng from the beginning.

After a long while, Chi Musheng roared with a gloomy face.

"So that's your excuse for lying to me! You bastard!"

The endless sorrow and bitterness in my heart turned into anger in an instant. I didn't care at all what the consequences of cursing the world's consciousness would be, since there was no going back anyway.

At worst, I'll anger the world's consciousness and get killed.

Sometimes, dying is far easier than living.

He can't go back. If he gets caught by Tu Shan Hong Hong, or if that black-hearted little fox Tu Shan Rong Rong discovers the truth, it would be better to die quickly. That would be worse than death.

The World Consciousness sighed softly, then quoted a classic phrase from the Small World Consciousness.

"You have to understand, fate has its own destiny, and there's nothing I can do about it."

Damn it, this lowly human dares to insult the great world consciousness, he deserves to die.

However, I believe that even without his intervention, this human will live a very happy life, hahaha.

If you ask what kind of tribulation is the most terrifying, it has to be the peach blossom tribulation. This human peach blossom tribulation is so pink it's almost purple.

"Stop with the nonsense. Either take me home today, or kill me."

Chi Musheng pointed angrily at the white world, his lips curled in disdain.

He was proving one thing: that the world consciousness would not kill itself.

Because no world consciousness would allow a mortal to provoke it, and it is completely unreasonable that it has already insulted him twice and is still unharmed.

Unless you kill yourself, it will cause a lot of trouble for the world's consciousness.

"Damn it, this wretched human monkey dares to talk back to me!"

The World Consciousness cursed inwardly.

Do you really think he won't kill you? Damn it, he really wouldn't dare. If it were ten thousand years ago, he really wouldn't care about this karmic connection with Chi Musheng. But ever since the dimensional world was invaded by an evil power...

Not only was his strength greatly damaged, but he also gradually became weak. If he killed Chi Musheng, causing some causal relationships to occur, he might fall into a deep sleep and be slowly worn away by time.