Undelivered

To be revised.

This novel is also known as "Transmigrated as the Heartless Dao's Junior Disciple Brother."

Good news, Chi Wangyue is dead. Even better news, Chi Wangyue is a...

Thanks to an unknown gentleman

Thanks to an unknown gentleman

Chi Wangyue faced the bride in red alone, wielding the Cang Sheng Sword with swift speed. He didn't seem like the type to fight and then act coquettishly.

The bride in red looked puzzled, her eyes fixed on Chi Wangyue. Though her vision was obscured by the red veil, a chilling aura could be vaguely sensed.

Chi Wangyue, however, didn't care. There were few things in the world that he cared about: health and wealth. Other things aside, they were nothing to him.

"What's your name?" Chi Wangyue asked curiously while examining her sword.

"dusk."

After she finished speaking, she increased the force of her blows. But every time at the crucial moment, Chi Wangyue would dodge her attacks on vital areas.

Her eyes were filled with regret. "Why did you dodge? You were quick and accurate enough, but it was still just a little short?"

Chi Wangyue took a deep breath. Dodging fatal wounds wasn't as easy as a strong wind. Every time he dodged, his whole body was stretched to the limit, like a tightly taut rubber band.

Huang Hun wasn't particularly strong to begin with, yet she was still expending most of her energy to wear down Chi Wangyue, proving she had a backup plan. However, Chi Wangyue was much stronger than Huang Hun had anticipated. At one point, she felt that Chi Wangyue was holding back at every turn.

"Are you going to go easy on me? If so, I advise you not to do anything unnecessary," she said frankly, looking at him.

Chi Wangyue smiled inwardly. My cheat code hasn't arrived yet, so of course I should do some simple exercises first.

Without unscrupulous merchants and a continuous source of money, sometimes defrauding good people is a last resort.

"Huh? Show mercy? No! Are you sure you're not mistaken? I'm not a decent person. What bad guy would deliberately hold back, afraid of accidentally handing himself over to the enemy? Do you think I'm that kind of person?"

"Hehe." Do you think I believe that?

A thought flashed through Chi Wangyue's mind—explanation is a cover-up, and a cover-up is the truth.

...

As the saying goes, "It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost." Chi Wangyue did her best to portray her heartbroken expression, accompanied by long passages of lyrical text expressing her true feelings, her words lingering and her tone gentle.

"Do you believe I'm not lying to you, or do you believe I am Liu Wushuang?"

Huang Hun said seriously, "You could never be Liu Wushuang."

Chi Wangyue retorted, "If I'm not Liu Wushuang, then who am I?"

As dusk fell, he paused to think seriously, "But I still believe you're lying to ghosts."

Chi Wangyue slid the Cang Sheng Sword back into its scabbard.

"You don't believe me, but you can have the people behind you come and check to see if I am really Liu Wushuang. If I'm not mistaken, you already knew this was a bewitching illusion I created." Chi Wangyue put on airs, trying to intimidate others.

Huang Hun cautiously began, "I don't have anyone backing me up. Besides, I'm a ghost, not a human."

Chi Wangyue nodded, indicating her understanding.

Chi Wangyue considered finding a clean spot to sit down, but that would damage his image. He didn't have a system space, and right now, all he had was a system panel that described itself as being cleaner than a dog.

The system panel is simple, but it lacks Hu Li's thoughtfulness.

Chi Wangyue was somewhat worried about Hu Li, who was still in hibernation.

"To better reconstruct what happened, let's look at the timeline."

"At first, we met at Chunfeng Tower. The wedding sedan chair passed by, and the whole street was watching and celebrating. You were prepared to attract us to come over."

"Then, when we arrived, you had become a rather conventional ghost, and you were prepared, which proves that you knew we were coming beforehand."

"Even if you don't know whether we come out of conscience or simply want to see us, you will still welcome us."

Chi Wangyue was not afraid of the challenge; on the contrary, she was curious.

"Are you being manipulated by them, or are you a demon yourself?"

As dusk fell, she changed the subject, her gaze sharpening with a hint of menace, yet her words remained gentle as water: "Why should I tell you?"

"Just because you had no choice but to tell me." Chi Wangyue waved her hands, her eyes revealing a sense of resignation.

As dusk fell, his eyes darkened, and he made his move in an instant.

But the next second, she was pinned to the ground and unable to move.

Chi Wangyue squinted at Huang Hun, whose eyes were filled with malice. "I said, don't make any rash moves, understand?"

Chi Wangyue analyzed with a forced smile, "When I came here, I vaguely sensed something was wrong. After all, it was too easy to get in. What's unexpected is that I was able to confront you right away. If I'm not mistaken, from the beginning, you were just a lure to entice us all into a trap."

He had never met Xing Yu, but the "petty thieves" Yan Tianhua had dealt with before praised the rescue of "people" around 10 p.m. that night, proving that they first and foremost possessed the fine tradition of conscience.

"Secondly, there are methods to verify it."

Otherwise, how could a petty thief have so much energy to save "so-called people"?

Chi Wangyue said, "If the ghost before us wasn't human from the beginning, and the bridal sedan chair on the street contained another girl, then there are only two possible reasons for doing this: one is to protect her and thus compromise oneself, and the other is to force oneself out of necessity. And either way, it's a bottomless pit..."

However, I can help you escape this awful place, but you must serve as my subordinate for thirty years. You can't appear before me, but you must appear to protect me when I need you.

Huang Hun rolled his eyes. "You guessed wrong, but I did hide her."

Chi Wangyue's gossip-loving eyes lit up immediately. "Oh? Why?"

After a period of quiet at dusk, he said, "I won't tell you."

Chi Wangyue looked at the system panel, reached out and clicked the "+" in the "Subordinates" section. Huang Hun glanced at Chi Wangyue, while Young Master Chi looked at the loading timeline.

Young Master Chi's mind exploded with thoughts: "System, grant me the necessary permissions!!! Cough cough, why! This broken system panel won't give me a second function explanation. Don't love this useless system too much. It only manages to turn the tide with its foul mouth. If it hadn't persuaded the villainous little boss in front of it all by itself, would it even be alive?! See? That's power!"

Perhaps even the broken system panel has a touch of humanity. Chi Wangyue's rambling voice was directly relayed to the main system.

The main system is extremely busy and doesn't have time to directly delegate tasks to the lower-level systems. The lower-level systems extend their working hours to update/update the next generation of system programs, so the systems in various dimensions that are resting are temporarily exploited as free labor.

While the various systems were working themselves to the bone, Hu Li remained in hibernation, unconscious, thus avoiding any resentment from his system towards his host for his labor.

The reason is simple: the weaker system lacks the necessary permissions.

Due to the dog-like settings of the main system, experienced old systems have not been idle for too long, mainly to avoid being used as free slaves.

This resulted in a new generation of subsystems remaining in the main system, filled with expectations and aspirations for the future. However, by this point, the smaller systems realized that the world was a huge deception.

"Why did I get on such a despicable ship? I really don't understand how I, in my past daze, could have been so happy to be sold out and even count the money for the seller! I'm so angry!"

"Thanks to a certain living bodhisattva, we, a bunch of new little systems, were given a chance to try our luck. We worked day and night for three months and only saw a little bit of effect. We recognized this xx world and regained our freedom to work. Yes! From now on, I will also apply to take on hosts! It doesn't matter if the host is a good thing or not, as long as they are a person."

"Sigh! These days, even monsters are being led around. It's true what they say, you only see the true face of people when you're at your wit's end! Tsk tsk tsk, it's really astonishing."

A moment of verbal sparring is enjoyable, and continuous verbal sparring is even more enjoyable. Before anyone knew it, Chi Wangyue had become famous, and Hu Li had received tens of thousands of visits from the same system.

Neither of them is currently aware of the situation. They are located outside the signal jammer's area.

Chi Wangyue calmed herself down. "I know the system panel is heartless, but we can't set a precedent by not continuing the fine traditions of the previous generation. In essence, that's forgetting our roots!"

"Throughout history, we have had many skilled craftsmen. We won't go into detail, but many of them remained true to their principles, living a simple life with one partner, loving and supporting their profession. We should be dedicated to our work, uphold justice, be selfless, and earnestly make our small contributions to society. Then the world will be filled with more love!"

...

Less than ten minutes later, a "ding-dong" sound rang out, and then the system panel slowly unfolded in a very artificial way.

[Subordinates] —

00. Number One (This is a relatively famous assassin)

[Loyalty to the master can increase the host's favorability and unlock multiple emoji packs/additional conditions allow the host to use the original owner's cultivation techniques at any time]

01. Dusk (She? She is a creation.)

[A unique illusionary realm will be added, based on the current illusionary realm. It can be freely developed to its full potential. In case of danger, this illusionary realm may last anywhere from three years to a single second (depending on the host's development progress).]

+

Chi Wangyue calmly thought to herself, "Why didn't you just do it this way? Why did I have to waste so much breath on you? I haven't even tried to extort money from you for my emotional distress!"

However, people who reach this level usually know when to stop. Speaking to people in a certain way, and to ghosts in a different way, is the key.

Holding his skill, Chi Wangyue was delighted. "The ancient saying, 'Having many skills is never a burden,' is truly true!"

He sharpened his knife, ready to strike Huang Di. A cold glint flashed in his eyes; anyone who dared to scheme against him would either die or be seriously injured.

After all, he wasn't pretending to be weak; he was just a cargo carrier with a stunt.

Chi Wangyue shut his mouth, which had almost split open to his ears, and slowly looked at his subordinate, Number One, his eyes flashing with light that flickered between light and shadow.

He promised to give Number One some time. If Number One did not arrive before his life was in danger, the system would not need to save him. If Number One arrived ahead of time, he would consider whether Number One was loyal.

After careful consideration and with a curious and expectant gaze, Chi Wangyue clicked the yellow button at the bottom of the No.1 page and then honestly examined the current situation.

He guessed that its function was roughly similar to the update reminder button on a certain software he used to read novels, appearing every now and then, which was equivalent to the appearance time of No. 1.

...

Let's sign the contract at dusk!

?

At this moment, Chi Wangyue held two contracts in black and white, using the false pretense of power to deceive Huang Hun, while in reality she had already colluded with the system to control the person bound to her.

This strategy is called "Don't put your eggs in two baskets".

Huang Hun vaguely sensed that he was "making a fuss," but from the opposite perspective, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing.

She simply took the small piece of paper and signed it "Dusk." Her eyes conveyed, "Is it over? If it's over, let's go."

Chi Wangyue handed one to Party B.

Then, he smiled and said, "Let's go—let's go into the depths of the light."