Linghu Lan kicked Song Cheng unconscious. Just as she raised her hand towards Xu Yuan, she felt a dull pain in her heart. She remembered this feeling even after many years. In reality, she had died suddenly from a heart attack.
Linghu Lan: "..."
Holy crap!
There's something strange about that pen that suddenly appeared.
Wow, heroine, you're incredibly lucky!
Linghu Lan collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.
Xu Yuan breathed a sigh of relief, picked up a sword from the ground, and stabbed Linghu Lan without hesitation.
The next moment, he let out a scream.
She appeared where Linghu Lan was, but Linghu Lan appeared where she had originally been.
The sword pierced right through her foot.
"You bitch, you're up to no good!" Xu Yuan slumped down.
"Does it feel good to have yourself pinned to the ground?" Linghu Lan clutched her heart, feeling terrible. Luckily, she was quick-witted and had secretly given Xu Yuan the Qiankun Great Shift technique when they met again, and now she was putting it to good use.
Beware of fire, theft, and the female lead; better safe than sorry.
"Heh, I'm not feeling well, and you're not much better off. You're about to die!" Xu Yuan waved the Mo Yin Life Treasure in his hand, his voice full of malice.
Linghu Lan gasped for breath, mustered all her strength, concentrated her energy, and activated a dagger, instantly severing Xu Yuan's hand that was writing. That hand was holding a pen, it was itching to add a few more words to Mo Yin's fate book.
"ah!"
Xu Yuan held his severed hand, unable to believe that he was now disabled.
Without her hands, how could she be an assassin?
Without his hands, what about Song Cheng?
She glanced at Song Cheng in fear, wishing she could turn back time.
"Ink Concealment!!!"
Linghu Lan rolled her eyes as a numbing sensation spread from her chest to her limbs...
...
Inside the palace.
Canghai smiled.
She was overjoyed with this outcome for the three of them.
"Ants!"
Anger flashed in Cangwu's eyes.
“I do not blame you for what you did in the past, but what you are doing now is very wrong.”
Cangwu pushed out a palm strike, silent and stealthy, yet Canghai dared not underestimate it, and dodged it again. She chuckled softly:
"Heh, isn't this game interesting? Hundreds of years ago, the first people to come to the island didn't have such interesting games. Their deaths were boring and dull. Later, these mechanisms and algorithms were developed, which makes it seem more interesting. On this island, you can see through human nature in a day. Don't you like it?"
Cangwu struck with a palm, his gaze deep and devoid of any joy.
After a moment's thought, Canghai couldn't help but laugh.
"Are you angry? Is it because of that woman? Mo Yin? Heh, I have no choice. Without blood sacrifice, how can I nourish the soul and restore divine power? You understand me, don't you? Cang Wu?"
Cangwu did not answer. He and Moyin were complete strangers, yet it felt as if they had known each other for years. This feeling was very strange, and he did not understand it.
Not answering is equivalent to agreeing.
Cang Hai's heart was immediately consumed by jealousy, and his previous calm and composed expression vanished. She thought she had seen through it all and let go, only to find that his heart was empty. If he had someone in his heart, that person was not her...
That feeling was truly awful.
"Ha, Cangwu! Cangwu! So you like women like this?" Her anger flared, and her attacks became somewhat frenzied. "I awoke hundreds of years before you. Over the past few centuries, countless people have entered this world as sacrifices. You've only been awake for a few days, and you can't even form a physical body yet. How can you possibly defeat me?"
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