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The shadowy figure looked at the face in the mirror and sneered. No matter how similar it was, he would never like it. The more unattainable something is, the more I want it. An'an, one day, you will belong to me completely!
Before he could think for long, he discovered that his soul was fading and fading away, eventually disappearing altogether. In its place was the Half-Heavenly Dao from his previous life. He merged the shadowy soul into his own body, and he felt that soul's longing for Mu Zi'an.
This soul bore a striking resemblance to Su Jinxi, which You Zeqing dismissed with disdain. He knew how this soul had come to be, but it was merely a tactic employed by righteous individuals. Humans are inherently driven by emotions and desires, yet some deem these things unbecoming of true gentlemen and deserving to be discarded. This soul, a puppet created by the Su family, had unexpectedly taken on a human form. How amusing! As for Mu Mingyue, he had stolen her destiny and forced her to vanish from this world forever.
Suppressing the murderous intent in his heart, Mu Zi'an tidied his mother's clothes and carried her back to his bedroom. He didn't look at Su Jinxi once during the whole process. After settling his mother down, Mu Zi'an sat down and meditated. Unexpectedly, his mother's matter reminded him of his previous life.
Before his memories of his previous life had returned, his mother died, leaving him with no one to protect him. He faced Mu Mingyue's harassment and his father's dislike; even though he wanted to resist, he was powerless to change anything. He was quickly expelled from the Mu family mansion. Su Jinxi was in seclusion, unaware of this. Later, he was cornered by a group of wealthy young men. Although his face was ashen, his eyes still revealed his extraordinary appearance. The lust in their eyes was undisguised; they stared intently at him. He wanted to retreat, but there was nowhere to go. Seeing the struggle in his eyes, some of the wealthy young men couldn't resist and wanted to take advantage of the pitiful boy. Once one was taken, another would follow. He was terrified and disgusted by their actions. They saw his desire to escape and bound him tightly, rendering him immobile. He was like a fish on a chopping board, at their mercy. He tried to scream, but someone covered his mouth. He was utterly desperate until someone appeared, saving him from further suffering. Those spoiled brats were all afraid of him.
He was taken home by that person, and only after entering the house did he realize it was the young master of the Li family, a scion of a prominent family. He thought the young master had no ulterior motives towards him, but he had unknowingly walked from one abyss to another. That young master Li was a hypocrite, a sanctimonious man. He brought him home only to possess him. He had noticed him long ago, when he was still the young master of the Mu family. Although he was neglected in the mansion, Su Jinxi protected him every day, and he couldn't get close to him. But when he learned that Mu Zian had been kicked out of the house by his father and that Su Jinxi was in seclusion, he came up with this plan. He thought that this way, Mu Zian would rely on him wholeheartedly, but he was wrong. Mu Zian only felt grateful to him. So he drugged Mu Zian and got what he wanted, the taste he desired. But when Mu Zian woke up, he also learned the truth. He wanted to leave, but he forgot who the master of this place was.
He wanted Mu Zi'an to submit to him, so he used the same trick again, this time with the servants. Mu Zi'an was naturally unwilling. Li Yu appeared in Mu Zi'an's sight, and his disheveled appearance once again entered Li Yu's eyes. When the servants saw him coming, they naturally dared not act presumptuously again, but just waited on the side. Looking at the servants' respectful appearance, there was nothing he didn't understand.
Li Yu walked to Mu Zi'an's side, squatted down, and stroked Mu Zi'an's face with one hand while whispering in Mu Zi'an's ear like a demon: "Now, do you choose to be with me or choose them?" He was forcing him to make a choice. "Don't even think about ending it all with death. Even if you really die, your body will still be mine. You'll never know what I want to do with it!"
Mu Zian remained silent. "My patience is limited. Since you can't choose, then let them come! After all, they've been drooling over this for a long time; it's time to satisfy their cravings!" The servants, hearing about this good thing, were filled with excitement. After speaking, they left without even looking at Mu Zian's expression. Seeing their master turn to leave, the servants were all eager to mark this beauty with their own mark.
At this moment, Mu Zi'an grabbed Li Yu's clothes. Li Yu paused, realizing his choice. "Since you've chosen me, you have to listen to everything I say!" With that, he forcibly took him in front of the servants. The servants were quite bold, watching how their master bullied him. "Look at you, with your seductive appearance, look how greedy they are!" they said, using even more force. Mu Zi'an was disgusted. He hated this, but after this experience, Li Yu would also invite rich young men to watch him being played with, and even let them join in, while he watched from the sidelines. To Li Yu, he was just a beautiful plaything.
Mu Zi'an's murderous intent grew stronger. One day, as usual, Li Yu offered him up as a plaything for those people to toy with and mock. Mu Zi'an, contrary to his usual behavior, killed those people, tearing them apart with each blow. His eyes were filled with madness. It was the first time Li Yu had seen Mu Zi'an with such a cannibalistic look in his eyes. He hated this hypocritical and sanctimonious man to the extreme. The Li family mansion was massacred. Before leaving, Mu Zi'an set a fire, burning all those disgusting things to ashes. He loathed everything in this world. He had fallen into demonic possession and become the Demon Lord that everyone feared.
Even later, some people still tried to persuade him to turn back and do good deeds, but no one knew that during his reign, no demons disturbed the mortal realm. He used his power and authority to do good, but people misunderstood him as an evil person. How can one clearly distinguish between good and evil in this world!
Mu Zi'an slowly opened his eyes. From the moment he opened them, Su Jinxi knew that Mu Zi'an had fallen into demonic possession. They were still on opposite sides. He slowly left, and Mu Zi'an didn't even notice him. At this moment, Mu Zi'an's mother also woke up. She was dazed for a moment, but when she saw her son, she returned to normal. She had always known that her son had died in that accident. The person in front of her was the God-King. Once he regained his memories, he would leave her. But so be it. Whether he was the God-King or the child who had died, as long as he could live a peaceful life, it would be a happy ending.
Upon hearing this, Mu's father rushed over, only to be stopped at the door by the servants. "I am the master of this mansion. What is Mu Zian? How dare he stop me from leaving? Does he even respect me as his father?" The servant at the door smiled contemptuously at Mu's father's furious expression. Mu Zian, inside the house, heard this. He got up to leave, but his mother stopped him and gave him a meaningful look. Mu Zian understood his mother's meaning. He opened the door and saw his dearest father glaring at him fiercely. Mu Zian couldn't help but burst out laughing. The servant beside him, watching Mu Zian's laughter, was mesmerized. When he came to his senses and remembered the scene, his face unconsciously turned red.
Mu Zi'an looked at him with displeasure. After Mu Zi'an finished laughing, he looked at him and said, "Father, what brings you here?" Mu Zi'an glanced at him and said, "Someone saw your mother running out of Menghua's courtyard with her clothes disheveled. I came to ask what happened." Menghua was the nickname of the second wife. Mu Zi'an was still thinking when his mother appeared. Ever since that incident, he always felt that his mother seemed to have changed. He didn't know whether to be happy or worried.
She overheard their conversation from inside the house and understood his purpose in coming. He simply wanted to see if she was still clean; it was nothing more than his possessiveness at play. Mu Shi looked at her father indifferently, her eyes no longer filled with any affection for him. Before, there was hatred; now, there was indifference.
"You're not welcome here!" Mu asked her father coldly. Mu's father hesitated for a moment, then repeated what he had said at the door. Upon hearing this, the hatred that had been growing in Mu's father resurfaced. He had killed her beloved to force her to marry him, and had even used her family's lives to coerce her...
"Now that you've seen it all, you're naturally disappointed. Mo Shang, see the master out!" Father Mu glanced at Madam Mu and left silently. Mu Zi'an watched his mother's series of changes and felt somewhat happy. He felt that his mother had let go of everything and was living her own life.
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