“But we can add a mechanism,” Ghost Cultivator’s words made the listless Bi Xie suddenly raise his head, his eyes shining, and he called out sweetly, “Lord Ghost Cultivator.”

"Brother Ghost Cultivator".

"Ghost Cultivator Daddy".

"May the Ghost Cultivator Savior enjoy eternal prosperity and live as long as the heavens."

Ghost Cultivator Slays Sick Wine: "..."

After a moment of silence, the voice in Bi Xie's mind became a bit colder: "Bi Xie, I am not your mission, there is no need for you to flatter me."

Bi Xie: "..."

"Hehe, how can this be considered flattery? These are my heartfelt words, Ghost Cultivator. You are like a father to me. You gave me life again, which allowed me to travel between different worlds. You are not only my father, but in my heart, you are like a god, omnipotent!"

Ghost Cultivator Slays Sick Wine: "..."

Bi Xie smiled, his eyes crinkling: "So, Ghost Cultivator, what do you mean by adding a mechanism? Can you remove the OOC (out-of-character) mechanism?"

After a few seconds of silence, a voice suddenly said in a serious tone, "I'm not your father, don't try to claim kinship with me."

Bi Xie blinked. She could sense that the ghost cultivator seemed angry. He usually had very little emotional fluctuation, like a person without feelings or life. This was the first time she had clearly felt his emotions.

She felt that the Ghost Cultivator was acting strangely today.

After returning to the castle from the end of the first dimension, she saw that he had changed into a black suit. She thought he had kept up with the times, but she didn't expect him to react so strongly when she called him "Dad" and even try to establish a connection with her. What connection did she have to establish?

Bi Xie, who had just tried to flatter someone but ended up making a huge mistake, rolled his eyes inwardly, but still hummed in agreement: "What the Ghost Cultivator said is right. You are not my father. With such a powerful father as you, the Ghost Cultivator's future daughter will definitely not die so young."

Ghost Cultivator Slays Sick Wine: "..."

After saying that, Bi Xie seemed to remember something and hurriedly corrected himself: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Ghost Cultivator, may I ask your age and whether you are married?"

Judging from the number of task participants mentioned by the hosting system that day, Ghost Cultivator Zhan Bingjiu must be quite old. Perhaps... his daughter has already been born?

It's hard to say whether it's become sentient.

Was she being inaccurate when she talked about her future daughter?

Bi Xie imagined many things, but the Ghost Cultivator Zhan Bingjiu remained indifferent and did not respond.

After an unknown amount of time, the ghost cultivator's reserved and aloof voice, like water dripping on stone, echoed in Bi Xie's mind again: "The mechanism has been added. In each world, if you survive for one more year after completing the Blood Drop mission, your points will increase by 1000. Do you want to remove the OOC mechanism now?"

Bi Xie was taken aback.

A cold, icy voice came again: "Do you want to remove the OOC (out-of-character) mechanism in advance?"

Bi Xie snapped out of his daze and was about to nod directly when he thought for a moment and then cautiously asked, "Lord Ghost Cultivator, can I pay on credit?"

"Can."

Bi Xie pursed his lips: "But if I remove the OOC mechanism now, won't Ji Gui's affection for me drop all the way down? Can we wait until the next dimension to remove it?"

The ghost cultivator paused for a moment, then hummed in agreement.

This time there's been absolutely no sound.

Bi Xie let out a soft breath, looked around the Glazed Pagoda, and then returned to the Fire Poison Cave.

When Bi Xie stepped out of the Fire Poison Cave at the end of her three-year confinement, she saw the boy standing at the entrance, smiling and looking at her.

"Master, we should go home now."

Bi Xie was stunned, staring blankly at the handsome young man with black hair and red clothes in front of him.

He is indeed carefree, but three years have passed, and his bone structure has overlapped with that of Ji Gui.

Bi Xie had seen Ji Gui as an adult before, but this was the first time she had seen Ji Gui appear before her as a boy.

His long, waist-length black hair cascaded freely down his back. A gentle breeze blew, and his black hair flew wildly, just like him—extremely unrestrained and unconventional.

He stood there quietly, a contented smile playing on his lips. His flowing red robes and captivating peach blossom eyes gave him a gentle, almost ethereal quality.

Bi Xie's gaze traveled from the boy's raised eyebrows to his slightly upturned lips, and he couldn't help but swallow hard. If the adult Ji Gui was a captivating and enchanting demon, then the young Ji Gui was like a blood lotus in purgatory, beautiful and alluring.

His coldness and arrogance have been somewhat toned down, and his pure and fragile boyish charm is undeniably captivating.

The moment she saw the young Ji Gui, she actually wanted to ruin him.

Abuse him horribly!

Bi Xie was shocked by her own thought; how shameless she was!

"Master, it's been three years. Have you missed Wuyou?"

Bi Xie's hand was taken by the boy. She lowered her head and touched the boy's long, strong hand with its distinct knuckles. She blinked and said, "It's so damn handsome. It's beautiful in every way. I want to ruin it even more."

At this point, Bi Xie had to admit that, judging solely by appearance, Ji Gui was truly the most impeccably handsome villain to date; even just one of his hands possessed a captivating magic.

"Gurgle"

Bi Xie swallowed hard, looking at the boy's profile, thinking, "How did he grow up to be so handsome!"

Wuyou, who hadn't received a response from Bixie after exchanging two sentences, glanced sideways and saw Bixie staring intently at his hand. After a moment of surprise, he chuckled, "Master, is it pretty?"

Bi Xie subconsciously replied, "It looks good."

When Bi Xie realized what she had said, she looked up abruptly to explain, but met a pair of deep, dark peach blossom eyes that were filled with her, as if something was about to overflow.

"Master is also very handsome; Ji Gui never gets tired of looking at him."

"Tch, when your master gets old, with wrinkles all over his face and a hunched back, you'll start to despise him," Bi Xie said without thinking.

After she finished speaking, she wanted to bite off her tongue. Damn it, she had forgotten that this was a world of cultivation, where even when one's lifespan was about to end, one would still maintain a young and beautiful appearance before death.

Even if some cultivators originally had ordinary appearances, once they entered the path of cultivation and gained cultivation, they could change their appearance through various elixirs and secret techniques, making themselves more beautiful and charming.

Therefore, looking across the cultivation world, there really aren't any ugly female cultivators; they're all surrounded by ethereal aura and adorned in flowing colorful dresses.

"Master," Ji Gui suddenly stopped, stood in front of Bi Xie, and brought his handsome face very close.

Bi Xie felt inexplicably nervous, suppressing the urge to swallow, and asked as calmly as possible, "W-what are you doing?"

After saying that, he tried to cover it up by saying, "I was just playing a little joke on you. We are cultivators, so naturally our appearance won't age. You, you, you, you..." but they moved even closer.

Bi Xie's body was almost bent at a ninety-degree angle, but the boy's cool and pleasant scent drew closer and closer. Finally, he took advantage of the situation and wrapped his arms around her waist. The corners of his lips turned up, and his voice was clear and crisp, "Master, have you forgotten that Wuyou is just a mortal..."

"When I'm old and wrinkled, and my steps are unsteady, will Master still think I'm good-looking?"