Beyond this world, there are a dozen or so "people" who sit atop enormous, magnificent thrones, exuding power and authority, like gods or demons.
Some stand simply, seemingly merging into the void, unfathomable; others appear as ordinary, beautiful mortals, yet once your gaze falls upon them, you cannot look away, feeling that this person is your dream lover, and you only want to love him and please him.
They come in all shapes and sizes, each with its own unique charm.
These people were all looking into the world, wondering how the missionary who had entered the world first would save it.
After a long while, seeing the war come to an end and Ling Xiao having secured victory, the person on the throne let out a cold snort:
"You cheater, it won't be so easy next time."
After saying that, he arrogantly disappeared with his throne.
Among these people, there was another figure shrouded in black robes, exuding an aura of gloom. He raised a sliver of his chin peeking out from under his wide-brimmed hat, and spoke in a flippant voice:
"If you lose, you lose. Don't you understand the principle of 'the winner takes all'? Who cares how others won? Our leaders only care about the result."
Someone quickly chimed in; it was that delicate, pitiful boy. His beautiful eyes crinkled into a smile, and he playfully stuck out his little tongue, laughing innocently:
"Yes, that posture is really ugly, not beautiful at all."
The others remained silent, while others disappeared without a trace, learning from the man on the throne's mistake and leaving no room for gossip.
Hmph, none of them are kind people. Seeing that the first one went in successfully while they returned empty-handed, who wouldn't be angry?
After exchanging a few pleasantries, they also started to feel bored. The hooded man and the handsome young man looked at each other, and the handsome young man said with a hint of grievance:
"This woman looks very domineering. What if I get bullied if I meet her in the future?"
As he spoke, he bit his fair and delicate fingertips in fear, looking completely bewildered.
Unfortunately, none of the people around who hadn't left paid any attention to him looking like that.
Seeing this, the handsome young man lowered his head, his dark hair obscuring his fair face, and said helplessly:
"Oh well, it's just my bad luck to have met you."
Then, in a flustered tone, he said:
"I'd better leave first, so as not to offend my sister and give her a bad impression of me."
Once everyone had left, one of the remaining people spoke softly, his voice filled with doubt:
“He knows perfectly well that his reputation is already well-known. We’ve killed more people than he has in total, so why does he still pretend to be like this?”
That's right, the handsome young man is definitely a demon, perverted and terrifying. To achieve his goals, sacrificing the world is nothing to him.
Yet it always presents itself as a weak and pitiful parasitic flower, which is puzzling.
The hooded man simply said:
"Because he's a psychopath. Are you trying to understand a psychopath's thinking?"
The implication is that you're a pervert too.
The person who had spoken earlier couldn't help but reveal himself after being mocked. He was dressed as a genuine "immortal," with white hair and white clothes, and his sword hilt was adorned with exquisite pearls and jade.
He should be a sword immortal who cultivates immortality.
The swordsman, sword in hand, glanced sideways at the hooded man and spoke casually:
"Yes, I can't understand it, and only his kind can understand it to some extent."
"But why are you still waiting here? Isn't that Number One the one you reported? It must have been hard for you to find the evidence, but unfortunately, he's one step ahead."
Go ahead and be angry, I'll make you so angry you'll die.
The sarcastic remarks didn't bother the hooded man at all; they were like a spring breeze that passed by in an instant.
He was actually quite surprised:
"Don't you know? Number One and I are best friends. My friend has successfully completed her mission, so of course I'm going to wait for her."
Now, everyone else turned their incredulous gaze to the hooded man.
You're kidding me, my dear friend! If you really were my friend, why would you report me?
Despite the many disdainful glances, the hooded man remained unmoved, truly adopting the posture of celebrating his friend's victory.
Soon, a hole appeared in the world boundary membrane, and Ling Xiao appeared.
Seeing the few people waiting outside the world, a flash of surprise crossed his mind, followed by understanding: know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.
These people will likely be her future rivals.
Ling Xiao simply nodded to the others without saying much, but when she saw the hooded man waving vigorously, her face instantly darkened.
"You're still alive."
The hooded man met the others' expectant gazes with a sharp, unyielding defiance:
"Good people don't live long, but evil people live for a thousand years. Do you think you are a good person, or am I a good person?"
"If you're not dead, how could I possibly be?"
The system gasped in shock. Who was this person who dared to speak to the host like that?
To everyone's surprise, Ling Xiao nodded.
"That's true, a dog like you with a heart as cunning as a beehive is more likely to live a long time."
Upon hearing Ling Xiao's "offensive" words, the hooded man reached up and pulled his hood down slightly, his voice softening a little:
"Let's not talk about that anymore. So you switched sides and went to the main god's side?"
"That's not bad. The main god doesn't really exploit his subordinates, and he has a pretty strong background."
"What, do you know about the background of the Supreme God?"
Ling Xiao immediately became interested. This was a question that had intrigued her for a long time. The system also quietly pricked up its ears, calculating how many more followers it could gain after learning this big secret.
"Of course I don't know. If I did, I wouldn't be doing this thankless task."
The hooded man spread his hands, looking helpless.
My attempt to steal a chicken backfired; I originally thought that reporting the Supreme God would surely bring punishment.
To everyone's surprise, there wasn't even a self-punishment of drinking three cups; they simply added a time limit for Ling Xiao to complete the task.
Ling Xiao nodded, quickly realized what was happening, and sneered:
"I knew only a bastard like you would do something so despicable."
"Haha, isn't this about upholding fairness... Well, it's getting late, I'm leaving now. See you later, bye-bye!"
The hooded man chuckled twice, then vanished like a wisp of smoke.
Having watched the spectacle unfold, the others, each with their own thoughts, nodded to Ling Xiao in farewell and left.
In the vast void, there will be a day when we meet again.
Ling Xiao hugged the system, took one last look at the world, exhaled, and smiled:
"Let's go back too..."
This mission was successfully completed, and she will now be joining even more dangerous and terrifying mission competitions.
There was no fear, only eagerness to try...
…………
It's over. Goodbye everyone.
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