"—Lavinia Ars, please remember this name, for it is the name of the one who will take your life."

Xu Milu has a quirk that no one knows about: the more nervous she is, the more she likes to crack jokes to relieve the tension.

So when Lavinia said those words, she had a sudden thought and blurted out:

"...Did you damage your brain in that time-space turbulence? I bet you're not young anymore, but how come you talk and act even more childish than me?"

The other party had never met her before; their only connection was her phoenix bloodline and the dimensional leaping system. Not only did they have no conflict of interest, but they might even have the same interests.

But not only did the other party deceive her under the guise of "Xu Haifeng," but he also kept threatening to kill her. Xu Milu's doubts were practically overflowing.

“Miss, please watch your words. Although you are about to die, you have the blood of the ancient Ars family in your veins. Ethically speaking, you should address me as ‘Father.’ I cannot allow my descendants to be so vulgar.”

A flicker of displeasure crossed Lavinia's face. He waved his hand slightly, and several more bones grew back from the four broken fingers, countless blood vessels covering the white joints. In a few breaths, his hand was completely restored.

"Don't even think about running away. This is a plane I control. No one will come to save you. As for that interesting mechanical life form? It's just a little toy I use to pass the time when I'm bored. If you like, I'd be happy to let it go with you to your grave."

The surroundings were completely silent. There was no concept of time or space here, only endless darkness and loneliness. Even the wind never visited this place, as if it were a dead place.

Xiaoqi did not respond.

"Xiaoqi has been looking for you. If it sees that you are not dead, it will be very happy."

Xu Milu realized her little scheme had been seen through, and she withdrew her gaze from her surroundings, but she gripped the knife in her hand even tighter—the only thing she could rely on now was the knife in her hand:

"Since you want to kill me, you have to know why. Are you angry and want to kill me because your genes were used on me?"

She tentatively began to speak:

"Are you a supporter of the purity of blood theory?"

"You actually gave that mechanical lifeform a name?"

Lavinia gave her a strange look, then slowly stroked her newly grown fingers and continued:

"Please don't misunderstand. The Ars family never judges a person's life or death based on the purity of their bloodline. Really, before you, I never thought that a lowly Earth ape could successfully fuse with the genes of a human phoenix. It's simply a miracle. If you weren't destined to die, I would quite like you. Although some of your cleverness is useless, it makes me happy. It's your honor, Miss."

“If you hadn’t presented yourself to me as my own father, I definitely wouldn’t have laid a hand on you.”

Xu Milu twitched the corner of her mouth, completely unable to fathom what the person in front of her was thinking. However, she could clearly sense the difference in strength between the two. If her current cultivation level was a trickle, then Lavinia's cultivation level was a vast ocean, utterly unfathomable.

So all she could do was stall, try to stall until…

Xu Milu's eyes flickered, and she put one hand behind her back to continue the previous topic:

"What is the Ars family? Since you say I have Ars family genes in my body, then you should at least let me die knowing why."

Lavinia raised an eyebrow, her fiery red hair billowing in the air like a flame burning fiercely in the void.

He reached out and made a grasping motion in the air, and a tea table appeared floating in mid-air in front of the two of them. On the table was an incense burner with a phoenix head, from which wisps of smoke rose. Next to it were two steaming teacups.

“Since you are destined to die today as a descendant of Ars, I should tell you some things.”

Seemingly certain that Xu Milu couldn't escape, Lavinia sat down cross-legged and glanced at her sideways:

"Stop making those pointless little moves. I've already said, no one but you and I can enter this place."

When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

“Since you’re going to tell a story, why not start from the beginning? There won’t be a third person disturbing us here besides you and me.”

Xu Milu sat down in the same manner as the other person, with the Vermilion Bird Yin-Yang Blade pressed against her, the lingering warmth on it offering her some comfort.

“I’ve said it before, if you didn’t have to die, I would really like your little tricks. You’re just my type.”

Lavinia began with great interest:

"How about I wait until you die, then extract your soul and create a new mechanical life form?"

Stripped of their souls, new mechanical life emerges.

Xu Milu realized something, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on her back, while the skin on the back of her neck felt like it was being electrocuted.

She forced herself to stay nauseous and changed the subject:

"Are you going to start telling the story of the Arles family?"

"Relax, I have plenty of time. I can slowly skin you alive and tear you apart. My soul extraction technique is superb, and I guarantee you won't feel the slightest pain during the process."

Lavinia propped her head up with her hand, her gaze growing increasingly intense, but the emotion wasn't affectionate; it was more of a childlike curiosity.

It's the cruel curiosity of a child tearing off a butterfly's wings.

The diagnosis is complete: this is a living, dead pervert.

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