Stranger Danger

I see.

Realization struck Ye Qing. From the beginning, he had had this strange feeling that the Dark Overlord’s downfall was a little too convenient. The stars had aligned just a little too well almost as if an invisible hand had manipulated Zhuang Juyun, Chen Miaozeng, Ning Xiliu into waging war against the Dark Overlord.

Now, he knew for certain that it wasn’t a feeling. It was all Murong Xianxian’s design.

He had to admit that Murong Xianxian deserved her title as the number one celestial of wulin and the crowning jewel of humanity. How many people in this world could bear to surrender themselves to their enemy? How many were willing to invest decades to understand them, scheme against them, and finally kill them? And how many more actually succeeded in their endeavor?

Murong Xianxian did it. She succeeded where so many others would have failed.

Cui Qiuyuan, Qu Langhuan and Blood Rakshasa were quite shocked as well. Be it the truth behind the Dark Overlord’s sudden disappearance, the war between him and the three Sages, the hidden relationship between Murong Xianxian and the Dark Overlord, or the true reason behind the Dark Overlord’s death, each secret was only more shocking than the last.

A moment later, Qu Langhuan asked another question, “Since you killed the Dark Overlord and successfully took revenge against him, why did you say you failed?”

“Because of my current state, of course.”

Murong Xianxian sighed. “The peachwood nail in my forehead is called ‘Repentance’. It is a Disaster-class Strange Artifact that could be used to nail a person’s body and soul and preserve their consciousness for thousands and thousands of years. In a sense, it is a form of immortality, but it is also one of the cruelest. It is near impossible for me to move my body, and I must suffer an endless wave of pain day and night. Since there is no one but me in this place, I must endure endless days of aching loneliness as well. It is easily one of the most terrible torture devices in this world.”