The Host Is Not a Villain

Funny and super sweet! Transmigrated into a martial arts world with a dilapidated system, Lin Yuan joined a prestigious sect in the Jianghu. She gradually realized something was off:

Her firs...

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The sacrificial formation has been activated, and golden light lingers around Lin Yuan. She suddenly remembered the life-saving bag given to her by the system. She hasn't opened it yet, and she is afraid that she has let the system down.

There were more than a dozen small balls in the sachet. They were really worried that she would be upset. Lin Yuan's nose felt sore. There was no time left, so she could only crush one. Then the system's voice rang in her head, "Life is not extinguished in the ordinary. May you be reborn in the green!"

"Thanks......"

Her consciousness gradually became blurred, and in a trance she saw Axuan's figure. She smiled brightly and said, "You are here."

The beam of light gradually dimmed, and the elders breathed a sigh of relief. They had just seen her hesitate and were afraid that she would go back on her word.

When Meng Fuyu and several elders from the Immortal Realm saw Yuan Xuanlang coming, they were too guilty to dare to greet him.

When Yuan Xuanlang saw Meng Fuyu walking forward, his cold and ruthless eyes overlapped with another person. He realized that Pei Sizhou was Meng Fuyu, but he was restricted from entering the small world, but his spiritual sense could.

"Meng Fuyu, you have put a lot of effort into it and played a good game!" Yuan Xuanlang was angry. He understood that he had been deceived and even used by his friend. Lin Yuan's spiritual root was in him, so he had to be by her side so that she could merge her spirit and soul.

"I don't need to explain to you. Everything is for the sake of the world."

"Lord Xiyao, don't ignore the world for your own personal feelings!" The four elders of heaven shook their beards and advised.

Yuan Xuanlang ignored his words and rushed forward to grab Lin Yuan, but missed.

"Lin Yuan!" He watched as Lin Yuan, who had transformed into a shadow of light, suddenly vanished. He dragged Meng Fuyu over and asked anxiously, "What's going on? Tell me!"

Meng Fu Yu let him pull at his clothes and explained, "She promised us to get back her spiritual roots and repair her divine veins in the sixth life."

"Wouldn't it be possible to repair the divine veins by returning the spiritual roots? Why do we need to offer sacrifices?!"

Seeing his almost desperate expression, he couldn't bear to deceive this friend he had known for a hundred years, but the words he said were cold and ruthless: "Ha! Naive, Lin Yuan is part of the earth vein, not just a spiritual root."

Yuan Xuanlang was like a kite with a broken string, losing his strength.

All the elders left with regrets and guilty consciences.

Because they lied to him, and to the world, saying that Lin Yuan was born a demon.

"It's all my fault, my fault... I didn't protect Lin Yuan well." Yuan Xuanlang's vision blurred.

"It's not your fault. She shouldn't have appeared in this world." Meng Fuyu squatted down and patted his shoulders heavily twice.

He clenched his fists and gathered all his strength to hit Meng Fuyu in the face.

“What is right and what is wrong?”

Meng Fuyu felt a burning pain on his face. He reached out and touched it and found blood. He didn't get angry. After standing quietly with Yuan Xuanlang for a long time, he turned around and left reluctantly.

Red snow flew between heaven and earth. The sound of suona was faint, as if coming from underground. On the distant mountaintop, the Black and White Impermanence were leading the way. The Golden Boy and the Jade Girl were guarding a white sedan chair and crying. A snake coiled and a rat sat on the top of the sedan chair. The Ox-Headed and Horse-Faced Bands were guarding from behind.

He saw that a corner of the sedan chair curtain was lifted and it was empty inside.

People do not cry for the fallen gods, they cry for the gods.

People in the world regard gods as demons, and they are secretly determined to pass on the truth about gods.

Meng Fuyu recalled that snowy night when Yu Luo stood at the door holding a quilt and said pitifully, "Master, Luo Luo is too cold. Can you sleep with me?"

He looked dazed, as if he saw a fish falling in front of him. "The fish falling is my punishment for destroying the Dao. I deserve the punishment of heaven, I deserve the punishment of heaven, I deserve the punishment of heaven, I..."

Suddenly, a burst of powerful magic spell came from behind him. Meng Fu Yu seemed to wake up and turned around abruptly. He saw flying rocks and gravel and a golden crow circling.

"I offer my body as a sacrifice. In life, I shall serve the soul. In death, I shall fall into Hades. In this world, there is no chance for me to return. I will return to this world in exchange for someone else. The heavy incense will surely descend, and the Holy Spirit will descend to the abyss, to meet my destiny!"

The wind blew violently, and the atmosphere between heaven and earth changed instantly. His eyes were glaring, "Yuan Xuanlang, are you crazy? How dare you use forbidden techniques!"

Meng Fu Yu formed a magic circle to prevent him from reaching the Heavenly Dao.

"It's too late." Yuan Xuanlang grinned, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Stop now, there's still time!"

"I just want her to live well, you should understand." Yuan Xuanlang looked at Meng Fuyu in the light.

"You've left me another mess..." Meng Fuyu's voice was a little choked. He looked at Yuan Xuanlang in despair as he turned into starlight.

After an unknown amount of time, Meng Fuyu slowly knelt down and murmured, "Lin Yuan, you underestimated his love for you."

In late spring and early summer, in the spacious courtyard, the sycamore flowers bloomed overnight, covering the entire tree and casting a cool shade.

"Sister! The parasol trees are blooming!"

The girl didn't get a response, so she ran into the house and saw a woman in yellow clothes, about eighteen or nineteen years old, carving a wooden figure. Although the carving was a bit crude, it was still recognizable as an ancient person, a man with slightly raised almond-shaped eyes. He was riding a white horse, holding the whip tightly and pointing the sword forward, looking very majestic.

"Sister, who are you talking about right now?"

"I don't know either. I carved it based on my feeling." My sister shook her head. The feather tassels on her bun fluttered slowly, and her amber eyes were round.

"Oh~ Sister wants to learn how to fall in love like a mortal."

"Fish Fall!" Lin Yuan pouted. "By the way, don't you want to try? For example - Immortal Lord Fu Yuan..."

Yu Luo immediately retorted: "I don't want him, he's like a wooden man, and he's old enough to be my father, humph!"

"You can call him dad, after all, he is the one who gave you your human form."

Yu Luo thought of the sycamore blossoms and quickly dragged Lin Yuan to see the purple cloud of flowers. "Sister, the tree you planted will bloom!"

"I didn't expect it to bloom. I really have a good eye for trees!" Lin Yuan nodded proudly.

"I want to eat chestnut cake, osmanthus cake, roast pigeon and beggar's chicken from the capital of the Southern Dynasty." Lin Yuan listed the names of the dishes.

They packed their bags and headed to the "Shenzhou Travel Group" right away.

After passing through the Gate of Time, we arrived at the gate of the Southern Dynasty capital.

"Eh? Why is sister still carrying this wooden figure?"

"I haven't finished carving yet. I want to continue carving."

"Oh—we've arrived in the Southern Dynasty!"

"Yeah! Pigeons of the Southern Dynasty, here I come!"

After Lin Yuan shouted, she noticed that everyone around her was looking at her strangely. She quickly retracted her head and led Yu Luo into the city in a low-key manner.

Roasted pigeon, osmanthus cake, and beggar's chicken were placed on the dining table. Yu Luo ate them with relish, but Lin Yuan was the only one who covered his chest and frowned.

"What's wrong, sister? Are you feeling unwell?" She quickly put down the chicken leg and moved closer.

"It's too disgusting. I can't eat it. Let Luoluo eat first."

"No, sister's health is important. Let's go see a doctor."

Lin Yuan was dragged to the pharmacy. The doctor took her pulse, stroked his beard, and suddenly his face lit up with joy. "Congratulations, madam, you are pregnant!"

Lin Yuan's eyes widened. "How is this possible! I haven't even touched my husband's hand! How is it possible..."

The doctor was also puzzled and took the pulse again, "No, no, it is indeed a pregnancy pulse."

"My sister and I depend on each other for survival. We eat and live together. I know best that my sister has no..."

The doctor was skeptical after hearing this. Then he saw their folded hands and said, "Could it be possible for women to have children? Miracle, miracle! Hey, don't go! Stay and let me take care of you."

On the way, Lin Yuan said: "What the doctor said might be true. I think there is something I don't know."

Yu Luo was even more anxious than she was. He put his hands on his hips and walked around her. "Ah, let's go find Immortal Lord Fu Yuan. He is also proficient in medicine and is much better than ordinary doctors."

"Okay."

The two of them turned into streams of light and went straight to the heaven, arriving in front of a magnificent mansion. Yu Luo pushed the door open directly. There were only servants sweeping the floor along the way, who nodded in acknowledgement when they saw him.

A man in white brocade robes appeared in the pavilion. Seeing the two of them, the teacup in his hand stopped at his lips and he called out, "I'm here."

His eyes followed the dancing pink, from far to near, greedily grasping every last second. When the two of them entered the pavilion, he lowered his eyes and calmly sipped his tea. "What's the matter?"

Lin Yuan sat down opposite him and said, "Master Fu Yuan, the doctor said I'm pregnant, but I don't believe it. I came here to see you again because of your great magical powers and superb medical skills."

"Crack—" the teacup fell to the ground, and he said in a deep voice: "Give me your hand."

He took her pulse and diagnosed her. His expression became serious. It took him a long time to find his voice. "Yes, you are pregnant."

Lin Yuan's last hope was shattered, "But I'm not betrothed yet."

Immortal Fu Yuan bent down to pick up the teacup. "In the past, giant footprints appeared in Lei Ze. Hua Xu stepped on them and became pregnant. She gave birth to Fuxi in Cheng Ji. Your experience is similar to theirs. It is a blessing from the gods."

Lin Yuan said "Oh" hesitantly, "Thank you very much, goodbye."

Immortal Lord Fu Yuan nodded slightly and watched their backs until they went away. Yu Luo, it is better that we do not meet in this life.

A fishy-sweet taste surged up my throat, and in the handkerchief was dark red blood...

Perhaps, forgetting the pain is your best outcome.

He looked at the remaining chess pieces on the table. He had defeated the gods, but lost miserably to himself.