Sheng Ning felt it wasn't enough. Before the light in her wide-open eyes had faded, Sheng Ning ran up to her, squatted down, and whispered in her ear.
"When you meet me again, don't struggle too much. The more you struggle, the more excited I get!"
The light in Shi Yueyao's eyes was gradually fading.
After hearing what Sheng Ning whispered in her ear, she used her last bit of strength to open her eyes wide again.
She tried to say something more, but as soon as her lips moved, her head lolled to the side, and she was completely lifeless.
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and capture her soul!"
Seeing his little apprentice squatting motionless, Mo Jingchun, who was standing to the side, immediately opened his eyes wide and spoke up to remind him.
But Sheng Ning shrugged and laughed, "What use would I have for capturing her soul?"
“Last time I shattered her soul, destroyed her soul, but she was still able to be reborn.”
“Master, what allowed her to be reborn was not her soul, but the readers who read pirated content.”
"Just like the deceased, as long as someone remembers them, they are not truly gone."
"Only when the last person who remembers the deceased also leaves, and no one remembers the deceased anymore, can it be considered a true passing away."
"As long as those readers who read pirated content are still around, Shi Yueyao will keep being reborn, over and over again."
A mask of pain instantly appeared on Mo Jingchun's handsome face. "What do we do then? Can we go back and kill those readers?"
Sheng Ning: ......
"Master, that's a society governed by law; we can't resort to violence..."
"Since we can't kill piracy, let's kill Shi Yueyao then. Change the content of every pirated story, and Shi Yueyao will die in the hearts of readers sooner or later."
"But what were you thinking, killing the readers, hahahahaha..."
Mo Jingchun raised his hand and touched his nose, listening to the laughter coming from his little disciple's mouth, and silently turned his head away to murmur softly.
"Sometimes when I encounter bad luck, I really want to draw my sword."
Sheng Ning pretended not to hear and asked him with a puzzled look, "What?"
Mo Jingchun shook his head, "I didn't expect you to have also transmigrated, and even come with your own arsenal. Why don't I have such a powerful cheat code!"
"Um, I'm going to go up and try it out later. And the Gatling gun, why do your senior brothers have one but I don't?"
"And that roast goose, I've been waiting for you in the Invincible Sect for ages, and you still haven't bought me one. It really breaks my heart~"
Seeing the man raise his hand to cover his chest, feigning heartache, Sheng Ning directly stuffed the extra Gatling gun into his arms.
"You spend all day in the yard, I thought you were socially awkward, who would have thought you were the original author, and that you would be struck down by the heavens the moment you appeared."
"If you want it, you can have it. These things are just gathering dust anyway."
Who wouldn't get excited when they see a Gatling gun?
Mo Jingchun touched the weapon in his hand and subconsciously raised his hand as if to take a cigarette. "What a pity. The pack of cigarettes on the table was just opened when I came over. I bet it's all damp now."
Sheng Ning snorted lightly, "Enough nonsense, the demons are already attacking."
"In order to avoid being resurrected and retaliated against by Shi Yueyao in the future, let's wipe out the demon race as soon as possible."
"But Master, I've always had a question: were you the one who resurrected my senior brothers?"
With no cigarette in his hand, Mo Jingchun bent down and casually plucked a blade of grass, putting it in his mouth.
Hearing his little apprentice's question, he hummed in response, "I was just angry. My little apprentice, whom I kept to amuse myself, was killed. I had to do everything I could to restart the game."
"I never expected to bring you into this world too, and I certainly didn't expect you to be watching pirated content as well..."
"I already said it was a book I took from the teacher!!!" Sheng Ning pouted, "I heard it all just now, Master, you said you wanted to read it with a knife!"
A pale hand covered her mouth, and Sheng Ning saw Mo Jingchun winking at her, "Are you out of your mind? I just don't understand some extreme readers!"
"My readers are all so adorable, okay? Otherwise, how could they raise someone as adorable as me?"
Sheng Ning: ......
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With the addition of Sheng Ning's modern weapons, along with the efforts of the demon race, the four divine beasts, and various other forces, the human race once again went to war with the demon race after ten thousand years.
No longer being suppressed and beaten by demons and evil cultivators as they were ten thousand years ago.
This time, the situation has shifted, with the demon race being chased and attacked by the human and monster races.
Xuanming had long been manipulated into a puppet by Shi Yueyao.
After Sheng Ning flipped the switch that controlled Xuan Ming's body, Xuan Ming's body deflated instantly, like a punctured balloon.
The Demon Lord fell, and Shi Yueyao was killed.
Without their leader, the demons were thrown into complete chaos.
When they heard that a demonic cultivator was kneeling and begging for mercy, no one felt any pity.
Everyone present knew that if they showed any compassion today, they would be the ones kneeling and begging the demons for their lives in the future.
The battle ended when Sheng Ning personally severed the head of the last demonic cultivator.
Looking at the blood-soaked outskirts of Youyun City, Sheng Ning, whose fair face was covered in blood, stood up straight and used his spiritual power to greet everyone around him.
"Is anyone injured?"
In battle, injuries and deaths are inevitable.
However, under Sheng Ning's leadership, the death rate in this war was reduced to a minimum.
Even those cultivators who initially only thought about running away joined in when they saw a glimmer of hope for victory.
Seeing that no one was responding to him.
Sheng Ning turned around and saw familiar faces in front of her, who grinned at her as she turned away.
"We won! We won!"
"Hahahaha, to hell with the demons! I'm the best!"
"That's fucking awesome!"
"Thanks to Fellow Daoist Sheng, we were able to defeat the Demon Clan so easily!"
Someone in the crowd shouted something.
Once again, everyone's shining eyes fell on Sheng Ning.
What a look it was—admiration, worship, excitement...
Yan Qingqing had seen this scene ten thousand years ago, but it was different from now. Ten thousand years ago, this scene was filled with an unyielding sorrow.
Because the person who led everyone in their valiant resistance fell halfway through, they didn't even get to see the final victory.
And now, she sees it.
Hot tears slid down the corners of her eyes.
The great battle between humans and demons, which lasted for two days and one night, finally came to an end.
As the morning light slowly rose along the blasted-away mountaintop, its dazzling brilliance illuminating the earth and shining on that smiling face that revealed her teeth.
Finally, shouts erupted from the crowd once again.
"Sheng Ning!"
"Sheng Ning!"
"Sheng Ning, you are our god!!!"
Sheng Ning looked around, her upturned lips never fading.
“Not only me, but everyone here is a god. You created everything in your world, which is how everything we have today came to be.”
"I also thank you all for making Sheng Ning who she is."
—The End—
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