The White-Cut-Black Demon Lord Eavesdrops on My System

Sheng Zhiyi transmigrated into a cultivation novel as a cannon fodder character. She was the lazy, low-cultivation junior sister of the Tianyan Sect, fated to be killed by the plot at the beginning.

To survive, she accepted the binding of a "Love Conquest System" to攻略 (conquer/strategize) the original protagonist of the book, Ji Fuguang. Unlike other protagonists, Ji Fuguang endured hardships, yet remained true to his original intentions, possessing an unyielding spirit and protecting those around him.

In the book, even when she was a low-ranking disciple, Ji Fuguang treated everyone equally: "Junior Sister, how have your recent cultivations been? If there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me." His words were gentle and his smiles warm.

Moreover, Ji Fuguang harbored great righteousness, taking responsibility for the common people; how could such personal feelings sway his determination?

As Sheng Zhiyi grew closer to Ji Fuguang, she completed various missions, and her strength soared. System Task 1: Praise Ji Fuguang and gain his favor. System Task 2: Smile at Ji Fuguang. ...System Task 100: Confess to Ji Fuguang.

The young girl, dressed in a flowing silver-lined broad-sleeved gown, lightly raised her apricot eyes, her cheeks slightly puffed, her lips moist, as she slowly spoke words of ambiguous affection. Yet Ji Fuguang's phoenix eyes were deep, emotionless, his sea-blue hairband fluttered, and the tip of his sword gleamed with a cold light.

Sheng Zhiyi confirmed again that a true gentleman like Ji Fuguang would have no selfish desires!

It wasn't until Sheng Zhiyi saw Ji Fuguang lower his gaze, revealing a tiny red mole at the corner of his eye, and with a smile amidst the cool pear blossom scent— twist his adoptive parents' necks, kill the senior sister who eagerly confessed to him, and stab the elders who offered stern advice.

His face was like a spring flower in the morning moon, but his heart was as vicious as a scorpion. On the peak of Frostbloom Mountain, under the clear, cold long moon, Sheng Zhiyi's longsword pierced Ji Fuguang's heart.

Ji Fuguang's face was like thin snow reflecting the moon, and crimson blood slowly seeped from the corner of his mouth. The system announced: "Host, mission complete. Departing this... realm..."

Ji Fuguang reached out, his fingers gripping the sword hilt tightly, large drops of fresh blood falling. Surging spiritual energy erupted, winds whirling, snow flying, and the system's cold, mechanical voice warped intermittently.

With a gentle pinch of his two fingers, the system turned to dust. His blood-stained hand cupped half of Sheng Zhiyi's face, and Ji Fuguang sighed softly. "I don't like what this thing is saying now."

"Little Junior Sister, you can play anything, but how can you leave me?" He chuckled softly, a crimson splash of blood between his lips. The scent of blood permeated between them, lingering and entwining...