Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

Jing's tears soaked the cold floor as she slowly curled up.

"You big liar..."

"If you had told me sooner... I would rather die than have you become like that..."

Even in death, she would rather not see that upright and indomitable man become so humble and miserable for her sake.

A long, long time passed.

Only when his voice was hoarse and his tears were almost all gone did Jingliu tremble as he lit the jade lamp again.

She dared not look, yet she had no choice but to.

This is everything her master has done for her, and everything she must bear.

In the footage, the transplant surgery was successfully completed.

Lying on the bed, Jingliu's breathing became even and long, her chest rising and falling gently with each breath, her sleeping face peaceful.

Her incisions have completely healed, leaving no scars whatsoever.

perfect.

True perfection.

This is the result Qi Zhimu wanted.

Qi Zhimu leaned against the bedside, panting heavily. He raised his dry, bark-like hand and gently stroked Jingliu's face, which had returned to normal.

A smile slowly appeared in his cloudy old eyes.

It was gentler and purer than before.

There was no pain, no resentment, no regret.

Some of it is pity, and some is the deep affection that Jingliu has been longing for for many years but has not been able to obtain.

There's also Rouguang, who loves someone to the core, even if it means sacrificing herself for them.

Jing Liu's throat tightened as he watched.

It turns out that she had already obtained everything she had longed for for a thousand years...

"Go to sleep..."

Qi Zhimu spoke in a barely audible voice, a slight smile playing on his lips.

"When you wake up... everything will be alright, and you can pursue everything you want like a normal person."

"Lord Zhimu..." Qinghan looked at him with concern.

"It doesn't matter, as long as she's alright, it doesn't matter what the monster becomes." Qi Zhimu still had that smile on his lips.

Jingliu stared blankly at that arc.

At that moment, she heard the sound of her own defenses completely crumbling.

It turns out that in her master's heart, she was never a burden or a bargaining chip.

It turns out that after the destruction of Cangcheng, the person who belonged to the softest corner of Master's heart never changed.

Only her.

"When will Jingliu wake up?" Mianxue asked.

"It will take anywhere from three to ten days."

Qi Zhimu felt his condition had improved somewhat, and then said:

"The aftereffects of losing my Danfu are more serious than I expected, so I need to leave for a while."

"Little sister, you should go with Lord Zhimu so that we can look after each other. I will stay here to look after Jingliu."

Mianxue knew what he was going to do after he left.

"What is Lord Zhimu's opinion?" Qinghan looked at him.

"Alright."

The two quickly put on their loose robes and left without attracting any attention.

Jingliu wiped his eyes and realized that his master had left to find abundant evil creatures... to nourish his body.

With each blessing he steals, his appearance becomes a little younger.

After killing for seven days and seven nights on several planets inhabited by a vast number of prosperous people, he finally returned to his original, familiar appearance, though his face was still deathly pale, devoid of any color.

The next step should be to return her to the medical ward and wait for her to wake up.

Recalling the scene when he woke up, some of the doubts in Jingliu's heart were resolved.

No wonder at that time, I could smell the blood on my master that seemed to have seeped into his bones and blood, a smell that could never be washed away.

In a short period of time, he slaughtered at least tens of billions of people.

Yes, not long after that, the company broadcast related news.

It is claimed that several prosperous planets were wiped out in a short period of time... without the intervention of the Immortal Alliance army, the means of which are unknown, and it is suspected to be the work of the Great Lord of Annihilation.

In its early years, the Great Lord of Annihilation, Xingxiao, threatened the Zhu Ming Immortal Ship, demanding its assistance in besieging the world of the Wingers.

Zhu Ming naturally refused and instead repelled Xingxiao.

This shows that the Great Lord of Annihilation was not incapable of taking action against the Bountiful People; at the time, most of the Alliance believed that this matter was related to destruction.

Who would have thought... that it was all done by Qi Zhimu alone...

Even the power plundered from hundreds of billions of people could not fill the void left by his lost core.

Having lived for a thousand years, Jingliu still cannot imagine how much he has lost.

Her master's love was never seen by her; it was always subtle and pervasive, always... burying all tenderness beneath a stern and ruthless exterior.

Master has dabbled in forbidden practices on the Immortal Ship, acted like a tyrant among the people, and considers himself a monster...

At this point... Jing Liu's previous speculations about Qi Zhimu's unwillingness to face his feelings and his rejection of her were mostly true, and there were not many complicated secrets.

But she never imagined that the real reason, though simple, was fatal.

Qi Zhimu had just returned to the medical room when his body suddenly froze.

His pupils were covered in scarlet, radiating a chilling, bloodthirsty light. He stared intently at the still unconscious Jing Liu, his breathing becoming quiet and heavy.

Before the two sisters could react, the person had already appeared in front of Jingliu, opened his mouth and bit her neck.

Just before his fangs were about to pierce his skin, he punched himself hard in the head, and it exploded.

Even though his head returned to normal in the next second, it was enough for him to retreat rapidly, moving to a corner where he was trembling all over.

"Quick! Pierce me with the Heart-Eating Thorn!!"

Qi Zhimu roared at Mianxue Qinghan, his voice filled with anxiety.

Before he could finish speaking, several bone blades pierced through his body, penetrating his shoulders, head, and abdomen.

Although the two did not know the reason for the incident, their trust in Qi Zhimu prompted them to act without hesitation.

Two thin, sharp spikes shot out from his palm, piercing his heart.

Qi Zhimu's body was still trembling, but not as violently as before.

Jingliu stared blankly at everything that happened in the blink of an eye, not understanding why his master had suddenly become so agitated.

He was nailed to the wall, his eyes filled with a bloodthirsty desire, and fangs that Bu Liren had grown in his mouth, gleaming with a cold, eerie light, and saliva even began to spill from the corners of his mouth.

"...What's going on?! Lord Zhimu!"

"It's that eclipse of the moon..." Qi Zhimu's voice was filled with suppressed emotion.

It was clear he was trying his best to suppress some kind of impulse, and he quickly explained.

"It was originally the heart of Bu Liren's head. After it was fused with the Free and Easy Body Technique, I have not noticed anything unusual over the years."

"The Danfu cannot regenerate. After it is lost, the Eclipse Curse taken from Usa takes its place."

"And so, the side effects that had never appeared in previous years finally broke out."

"Now I share the same blood with her, and my very essence resides within her. My subconscious compels me to tear her apart, devour her... and reclaim everything that belongs to me..."

The two sisters understood.

The calamity of the lunar eclipse, nurtured by the abundant blessings of hundreds of billions of lives, has become even more powerful, and its side effects have become increasingly apparent.

Before seeing Mirror Flow, it wasn't a big deal, but once you get close—

That urge to eat is like throwing a lit match into a sea of ​​gasoline, instantly igniting a raging inferno that is hard to extinguish.

……

The extra chapters that were owed have been made up.