It was as if he had planned it all out in advance, and his apologies became more and more practiced with each passing moment.

Shen Sangruo's intuition told her that something was wrong, and she narrowed her eyes.

"You little brat, you're not just here to trick me into a slap, are you?"

The subsequent soul power search and apology are not important; they are just formalities.

He didn't want to miss a single one of the dozens of slaps he received earlier.

He would even deliberately say things like he wanted to kill her to provoke her and get more slaps in return.

Thinking of this, Shen Sangruo's expression became indescribable.

Could it be that she hasn't even reformed the boy yet, and now she's caused him to develop another problem?

This problem is commonly found in animals such as the Kui Niu and the Qi Yan.

But when it happened to the boy, she felt her vision go black.

The boy didn't know why she was looking at him like that, nor did he know how to describe that look.

In short, it was a look that made him very uncomfortable; it certainly wasn't a pleasant look.

The boy scoffed, "I'd have to be crazy to want you to slap me. Do you think your slap is something everyone craves?"

"I will remember every slap you gave me, every humiliation you inflicted on me, and I will repay you a hundredfold in the future!"

I will definitely kill you!

The boy continued shouting as always.

Shen Sanruo concealed the expression in her eyes and pondered in her heart that she should never slap a boy again.

Otherwise, she felt the boy was really going to develop in a strange direction.

A moment later, she said to the boy, "Kill me? Don't forget what I told you."

"If I cannot find out your identity before I leave, I will kill you."

She spoke calmly, word by word, "You will die before me."

Shen Sangruo thought the boy would continue to argue with her, but unexpectedly, after a long silence, the boy suddenly said:

When are you leaving?

"You'll leave once your injuries heal. There are only two days left. You'd better think it through." She told him the truth, also wanting to give the boy a specific timeframe.

Moreover, she has almost remembered all the time-reversal spells.

The boy remained silent and did not speak again.

Over the next few days, Shen Sanruo's daily routine consisted of educating the boy, recalling the magic of reversing time, and helping him recover his health.

She didn't slap the boy again, but the interference of her spiritual power remained unchanged; she simply skipped the slapping step to prevent anything from going wrong.

The boy was initially a little uncomfortable, and a sense of irritation inexplicably rose in his heart.

It wasn't entirely inexplicable; it was just that those voices in my head started stirring again.

How could someone who has experienced peace and normalcy want to return to darkness again?

But feeling that familiar power soothe his mind, the boy's agitation gradually subsided.

He didn't have any masochistic tendencies; he just greedily craved that moment of peace.

But what if that female cultivator leaves? What will he do then?

The boy unconsciously thought of this, then realized what he was thinking and laughed self-deprecatingly.

He had already been killed by her by then, what else could he do?

My thoughts stopped, and I forced myself to stop thinking about these things.

As time went by, the boy still showed no intention of giving in.

If Shen Sang doesn't dwell on it, it will simply be a matter of swiftly cutting down the enemy.

The body has almost fully healed, and only the last part of the time-reversal spell remains.

It is estimated that we will be able to return to the correct time and space within today.

She reminded the boy, "I will be leaving today. You have a few more hours to think it over."

Counting the time, she has been in this space-time for almost seven days. Seven days is too long. Now she doesn't know what the situation will be like when she returns to the other side.

But she also knew in her heart that, let alone seven days, if she were given that evil thing even a single breath, taking her life would be as easy as playing a game.

She had already prepared for the worst.

At worst, she would become a wandering ghost, but fortunately, her soul was strong enough that it would not be in a chaotic state after leaving her body.

It wouldn't be a bad idea to borrow the power of her master and the Azure Phoenix Fairy to reshape her physical body.

In contrast, she was more worried about other people.

Shen Sangruo was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't even notice the boy's response.

As she draws closer to returning to the future, the troubles she had to temporarily set aside once again envelop her.

Compared to the other two, the boy's matter didn't seem so important anymore.

His answer would just be something like wanting to kill her, but this child is incredibly stubborn, and it doesn't matter whether she listens or not.

What the boy said was indeed exactly what she thought.

But this feeling of being ignored also made the boy inexplicably unhappy, and there was also a sense of unease that he didn't know why it had appeared.

He could sense that the female cultivator's demeanor was completely different from before. She had been rather lighthearted before, but now she had become extremely serious, as if she were a completely different person.

This change made the boy vaguely feel that what was about to happen to her was more than just leaving the village.

"Fine, then kill me. Consider it doing a service to the people. Isn't this the kind of thing you people love to do most?"

“You’re right.” Shen Sanruo nodded in deep agreement.

Then she took the boy to say goodbye to Aunt Xu and the others, since it was time for her to leave the village in this timeline.

As he listened to her farewell to the villagers, the boy's heart sank even lower, and the strange feeling in his heart grew stronger.

He couldn't even control his facial expressions; his face smelled even worse than after spending a whole day in the outhouse.

Finally, Shen Sangruo brought the boy back to the room.

The boy asked, "Are you leaving?"

“Why don’t you ask ‘Am I going to die?’” she replied, then added, “Isn’t there still one person we haven’t dealt with? We’ll leave after we’ve finished dealing with him.”

The boy gave a chilling laugh, with an expression that said he knew it all along.

"If you haven't made up your mind yet, then I'll have to send you on your way." She turned to face the boy.

Standing tall and looking down at children, besides the natural sense of oppression that comes with an adult's height when facing children, she also exuded a strong and assertive aura.

The boy knew that her expression meant she wasn't joking; she was really going to hit him.

The boy remained silent, lost in thought.

After a moment, he finally spoke, "If I were born unforgivable, a born evil seed, destined to be with evil, how would you treat me?"

"Good and evil cannot coexist. I will kill you." Her tone was serious.

"...Why don't you say things like 'I can still be saved' like before? You're such a hypocrite."

"If those evils were not what I wanted, but were forced upon me, how would you treat me?"

The second update is here! Thank you all for your support! *tweets*

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