Chapter 65: Inner Demon "Is this your inner demon? ...
"Is this your inner demon?" The system's voice interrupted the city lord's thoughts. It asked as if chatting with the city lord: "I didn't expect that after so many years, your inner demon would turn out to be the little things you did as a mortal."
"Can you see my inner demons?" the city lord asked calmly.
The system replied: "No, I can only know when your inner demon was created."
The city lord uttered a soft "oh" and then asked softly, "Do I have to die today?"
The system's voice was cold and dull: "Host, this is the agreement between you and me."
Yes, this is the agreement between her and the system.
The system is not entirely selfless, and it chose her at a cost.
It will help her become an immortal, and make her an immortal who is respected and not bullied.
On the other hand, after she becomes an immortal, she will become its food and provide it with the "energy" to repair itself.
This sounds like raising a pig for the New Year.
The system provides itself with food only to slaughter itself.
But she still agreed at that time.
She had no choice.
Even if she becomes the Year Pig, she doesn't want to be a mortal anymore.
"Hehe, what if I want to break the contract?" The city lord's voice sounded flat, as if he was just asking the system whether he could default on the money for the snacks: "System, what would you do?"
"Even if the host breaks the contract, you will not be able to break through. You can only be in the fusion stage in this life, and in the end, you will go crazy because of your inner demons and die in agony." The system's voice was cold and dull: "Also, the host should not have forgotten that we signed a blood contract. If you violate the agreement, your soul will be torn apart."
"It sounds really scary." The city lord sighed, but still smiled gently: "System, I always knew that you wanted to eat me, but I still want to thank you. If it weren't for you, I would still be a mortal, a mortal who is starving and can be bullied by anyone."
"Thank you, no need." The system replied: "Host, we have only been doing business from the beginning to the end."
"Everything has a price, and this is even more true for immortal cultivators. I became an immortal, and it was easier than anyone else to become an immortal. This is the price I paid for becoming an immortal." The city lord sighed softly.
"Yes, it's a price."
The city lord laughed, and she asked the system softly: "I'm going to die soon anyway, why don't you let me be a ghost who knows what's going on?"
"What do you want to ask, host?" The system replied patiently, "I will answer as appropriate."
"Is there anyone else bound to the same system as you?"
"I can't answer that question."
"Okay then, did you have other hosts before me?" The city lord changed the question.
"Yes, he died, but he left some points. I gave them to you." The system replied: "You used this to exchange for your Jindan stage cultivation."
"Then he should have a lot of points." The city lord sighed: "How did he die?"
The system's answer was simple, as if it didn't want to talk about this topic any more: "Mission failed, dead."
The city lord laughed softly: "Is that so..."
This system is indeed a very magical thing.
Not only did she rely on the system to reach the Jindan stage overnight, but even her path to the Fusion stage was much smoother than that of ordinary cultivators.
In the first few decades, when the system had not yet fallen asleep, it would often issue some tasks, and after she completed them, it would reward her with some of the best elixirs and secret books.
But there was very little the system asked her to do.
It’s just about finding secret places or practicing.
As a monk, this is what she should do.
But she was rewarded for it.
She really had nothing to complain about.
So the city lord smiled and said, "Can it only be today?"
"Yes." The system began to comfort the city lord: "Your soul will not be scattered. I will just absorb the cultivation of your body to obtain energy, and your soul will be reincarnated."
"What will I be in my next life?" Li Liumei asked softly.
"I don't know. I can't see what's going on in reincarnation."
"Okay." The smile on the city lord's face became strange. She stood up, and the hem of her clothes fluttered gently in the wind.
The system was a little strange, but in its view, it was inevitable that the city lord would be absorbed by it, so it did not stop the city lord's actions.
But after a while, it realized what the city lord wanted to do.
She did find a way to break her promise without losing her soul.
She wanted to sacrifice everything she had to this city, and imprison her soul, her body, and everything she had in this city.
The system couldn't understand her actions at all and shouted in horror: "You want to integrate into this city? Do you know what you are doing?"
"Nothing will make me understand more clearly than this." The city lord said kindly: "This is the ending I chose, and I like it very much."
"But you can't move anymore! If this city disappears, you will die too! That's a horrible way to die!"
"If I break the agreement, won't my soul also be shattered?" The city lord's voice was still gentle: "There is no difference."
"How can there be no difference? As long as you abide by our agreement, nothing will happen! You can go through reincarnation, you can go through rebirth! You can't ascend to heaven anyway! You don't have much life left! Isn't this good?!"
The city lord shook his head helplessly: "System, the so-called ascension is just a lie."
"Wha...what?"
"There is no difference. There is no difference between me and the Ascended One."
The system fell into a long silence again.
Finally, it seemed to have lost all its means and could only play the emotional card with the city lord: "You can't do this! I have helped you so much... You can't break our agreement. We, we are friends anyway, you... You should keep your promise, right?"
"Friend? Let's not talk about whether you are or not. Even if you are, do you think I care?" The city lord's eyes were as clear and bright as a young girl. She said softly, "I have never been a good person. I don't even care about my offspring. Do you think I would care about you? You should have known this from the beginning."
The system was completely silent.
It remembered that night many years ago.
Li Liumei didn't believe it, she was afraid of it, but her family, her family who had seen more of the world or had not experienced much suffering, believed it.
Birth, aging, sickness and death are too terrifying for mortals.
But it’s different after becoming an immortal. After becoming an immortal, you can become a powerful person. You will no longer go hungry or have cold clothes, and you will no longer be looked down upon by others.
They fought endlessly for the chance to ascend.
They distrust each other and hate each other.
The system just finds it boring.
They are not Li Liumei and do not have her talent. Even if they are bound to themselves, they have to choose the best time to break through.
Until that day comes, until they choose who will ascend, it will be kept in Li Liumei's hands.
Here, no one treated her as a human being, no one thought she had desires, and no one thought she would choose to become an immortal.
She is too old and doesn't like to talk. She always stays quietly in the corner, doing her own things silently.
They never remembered her, and never saw her.
She is a tool here, like a broom, a dustpan, or an axe.
As long as you don't use her, you can't see her even if she is right in front of you.
She has lost her dreams and the right to think.
For her, isn’t it the most glorious thing for her to have her children or grandchildren become immortals?
Only she wouldn't steal it.
But in the end, she was the one who ascended.
She is the most unlikely one.
On the day of her ascension, countless powerful thunderbolts struck, razing her former "home" to the ground, turning it into scorched earth, and crushing her children to pieces.
On the ruins, the old woman whose complexion had become ruddy and whose body had become plump had eyes filled with fear and sorrow.
She knelt on the ground and stroked the scorched earth as if it were her child's hair.
She didn't say anything, only her tears fell drop by drop into the dust, forming clumps.
But the system on one side was satisfied.
This way, it thought, it would be foolproof.
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