Bengtie: My death fueled their madness.

"Sleep...darling, sleep..."

Under the gentle coaxing of the Black Tower, Qi Zhimu unknowingly fell asleep.

His breathing was regular and even, indicating that he was sound asleep without the slightest hint of wariness.

Black Tower was quite satisfied with this, proving that her hard work had paid off.

The night she finished reading about Qi Zhimu's first life, she thought about many things.

This included some of the things he talked about with Jing Liu, and some he talked about with Qi Zhimu.

She accepts the favors of those who ask for her help without feeling guilty.

But how could she, as Qi Zhimu's only exception, only want to accept his efforts without thinking about giving back?

Despite being a genius who could easily accomplish countless tasks and solve countless problems, Qi Zhimu never asked her for help.

In that case, let's change our perspective and make it a haven where he can let down his guard and rest in peace.

Black Tower felt that... this was one of the advantages she could leverage.

That was the real reason she learned how to help people relax; she just didn't expect that it would be so effective so soon after she learned it.

With slender fingers sliding into the back of Qi Zhimu's neck and gently kneading it, Hei Ta's lips curved into an incredibly gentle smile.

Just then, the space began to ripple.

A second mirror appears, sending out the mirror stream.

Noticing the movement, Hei Ta naturally straightened Qi Zhimu's head, while giving Jing Liu a strange look.

Meeting the Black Tower's somewhat provocative gaze, Jing Liu's face remained frosty, but he did not say anything immediately.

But the next second, they found that Qi Zhimu was lying on Heita's lap with his eyes closed, enjoying Heita's services.

"..."

Perhaps because of what he saw and heard in the second mirror, the mirror flow did not occur.

Until Hei Ta bent down and kissed Qi Zhimu's lips.

Jing Liu was about to reprimand him, but the next second he realized that Qi Zhimu had fallen asleep.

…She had never seen her master sleep so soundly and peacefully.

Thinking of his master's past life with the Black Tower, Jing Liu gritted his teeth and, unusually, didn't utter a sound.

Upon seeing this, the corners of Black Tower's mouth turned down unexpectedly, but quickly rose again.

Generally speaking, she doesn't like to pose.

But in front of the mirror, you have to have a snap of your fingers to show off.

After a crisp sound, Hei Ta, Qi Zhimu lying on her lap, and Jing Liu, who was not far away, arrived at Qi Zhimu's room at the same time.

The spatial structure of Qingxinju allows her to feel completely at ease both inside and out with just a thought.

She carefully moved Qi Zhimu to the bed and laid him down, then left a sweet kiss on his cheek before teleporting away with Jing Liu.

In a private lobby that is not open to guests.

"It wasn't easy to get you to sit down and talk, and I didn't expect you to not even have any drinks. As the host, is that appropriate?" Black Tower crossed his legs, looking relaxed.

"..."

Jingliu paused for a moment, looked around, and answered expressionlessly.

"For hundreds of years, my apprentices have been managing this place. It is not open to the public and no one lives here, so there is nothing prepared to entertain guests."

"How boring. You're the first person to make this genius bring his own drinks."

Black Tower sighed, shook his head helplessly, and then took out a jar of wine.

"But since you're Brother Mu's disciple, fine, I'll treat you to this genius book as the first to arrive."

"...Who came first?"

Jingliu understood the meaning almost instantly, as if he had heard the biggest joke in the world, and coldly curled his lips.

"You came first, so what am I? And what about that sarcastic way you called me 'sister' earlier?"

"Just kidding, you actually believed me?"

Black Tower casually lifted the seal of the wine jar, rubbed his two fingers together, and the fine wine automatically flowed out as a stream, precisely falling into the glass.

"From Brother Mu's perspective in this world, you are all latecomers. I—Black Tower—am the first person to reunite with him."

Jing Liu's eyes twitched. He was about to retort when he caught a whiff of that familiar, unique scent, and his gaze abruptly shifted to the table.

Master's plum blossom wine?!

In his past life, Master did not brew this wine because he was young.

Now that the Black Tower has been brought out, it means...

Jingliu quickly conjured up many images in his mind.

Stop imagining things.

Black Tower saw right through her delusional fantasies and, unusually, refrained from making sarcastic remarks.

"It's true that this plum blossom wine was made by Brother Mu, but it has nothing to do with me. He brewed it before we reunited."

"When he left the Black Tower Space Station a few days ago, he told Yu Qingtu and me the location of the wine storage, which is why you saw it."

As a genius who controls space and even time in certain areas, distance is the least important thing to her.

The great Lady Black Tower can go wherever she wants.

"Continuing our previous topic, Brother Mu boarded the Star Train in the Passerby Galaxy and arrived at my space station with it. This is destiny."

"My doll is roughly what I looked like when I was young. He remembered it when he saw it, and I found him through his activities in the space. Geniuses can always seize fleeting opportunities."

"Speaking of which, if Brother Mu had gone on an adventure with the train and hadn't come back with Xing along the way, but had gone straight to Luofu, you might have been the first one to reunite with him."

The Black Tower had seriously considered this hypothesis and used corresponding models to calculate the probability.

The final answer left her slightly frightened.

If he misses Qi Zhimu upon his arrival at the space station, the probability of him being the first to reunite with Jing Liu is as high as 99.71%.

Even at the lowest limit, it's still 93.6%.

If someone else had been the first to try it, Black Tower wouldn't have thought much of it.

But you could replace her with a yandere...

It's hard to say whether Qi Zhimu's thoughts will be affected, after all, no matter what, Qi Zhimu likes Jingliu.

Although the two are master and disciple, and have only swapped identities with Ruan Mei in their previous lives, their relationship and the nature of their conflicts are far stronger than Ruan Mei's.

Ruan Mei was preoccupied with her own affairs, Qi Zhimu was preoccupied with revenge, but the rest of his mind was almost entirely devoted to Jing Liu.

Before facing his inevitable fate of never returning, he also created a protective mirror-style Gu poison that transferred damage.

Ruan Mei's devotion to Qi Zhimu was far less than Qi Zhimu's devotion to Jing Liu.

Therefore, once these two, master and disciple, are reunited...

In an instant, the image of Jing Liu breastfeeding her child flashed through Hei Ta's mind, with Qi Zhimu standing beside her, gazing tenderly at the mother and child.

Nonsence!

Non-existent futures, get out of my genius brain immediately!

It must be admitted that this is not just a slight feeling of fear, but an overwhelming sense of fear.

The look in his eyes as he looked at Jingliu also held a hint of relief... Eh?

Black Tower suddenly looked puzzled.

Why does Jingliu look a little dazed right now?

Jingliu was completely oblivious to the questioning gaze directed at him by the Black Tower, his mind preoccupied with only a few thoughts.

Master first boarded the Star Train... and then arrived at the Black Tower Space Station...

In the message Jingyuan sent, he mentioned that he had returned to Luofu with the train crew.

Inside the train crew was a man named Dan Heng, whose previous life was Dan Feng...

In other words...

That is to say-

In other words!!!

Dan Heng was clearly the one who reunited with his master first!

But... but...

—Dan Heng didn't utter a single word!

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