The villain, caught in a chaotic situation, only wants to boost his popularity.

[Real-world comment section]:

Episode 3 is here! Front row sofa!

"Why is it a strange girl at the beginning? Who is she? Is she another new female lead?!"

"It looks like she's being chased by something..."

"Got it! She's from the Holy Spirit Bureau—looks like this episode will be a direct confrontation with the Holy Spirit Bureau's enemies!"

"Ugh... that black mist was disgusting, wriggling like a leech!"

"Oh no, this villain is quite handsome too!"

"Dude, don't get carried away! Be careful, you'll be horribly disappointed once you take off the mask!"

Then, as the scene changed, the style of the comments section shifted:

"Xiaoxue is so virtuous! She's taking the initiative to undergo bridal training!"

"What a lucky break for Prison Mirror! Such a sensible girl!"

"The fiercely protective female police chief is so cool!"

"I really want to eat this braised pork with shredded potatoes! This is the first dish Xiaoxue has ever cooked!"

"I'm so jealous of Prison Mirror! I'm green with envy!"

"Dude, you want a peach?!"

The morning light slanted down and fell on Mu Jing's face.

He was scrolling through the mountain of comments on the player, his brows furrowed slightly.

Strange... This anime series quietly started airing while he was asleep in the "Anime World"?

Is the timeline in the real world completely out of sync with that one?

Just as I was pondering this, there was a gentle knock on the door.

"Mirror-kun!"

Xuehua's voice carried a hint of excitement.

Mu Jing had read the comments in advance, so of course she knew that she had gotten up early in the morning to learn how to cook and prepare breakfast for him.

In the original work, Xuehua is a pampered young lady who never lifts a finger.

Now he's standing in the kitchen wearing an apron... No matter how bad the food tastes, he plans to finish it with a smile.

But when the door opened, Xuehua's face was gloomy, and her body seemed to be shrouded in a layer of cold mist.

Mu Jing's alarm blared as he quickly scanned his surroundings—there was no trace of Ye Yue.

That cloying, alluring fragrance has long since vanished without a trace.

He knew that the witch had quietly left this morning.

As a demon who forcibly tore apart the seal and descended into the human world ahead of schedule, as long as she does not actively exert influence and cause incidents.

The presence of the moon at night is like a reflection in water—once it leaves, the trace is automatically erased.

"Kyo-kun..." Xuehua bit her lip, her voice trembling, "Why...why are you wearing a ring on your hand?!"

Her eyes darkened: "Could it be... that your aunt gave it to you last night? No wonder she suddenly said she had to catch a flight back to headquarters... so that's why..."

"Of course it's not her," Mu Jing interrupted helplessly.

He raised his left hand, and a fiery red ring, like a drop of solidified lava, lay quietly on his index finger joint. "This is a sacred heirloom from my family."

"But why didn't I see you wearing it yesterday?" Xuehua's tone softened slightly, but she still sounded suspicious—could it have been given to her by another girl?

"It was here yesterday too," Mu Jing said calmly. "It was the sword that struck Qianzu yesterday."

Xuehua was taken aback, then recalled yesterday—amidst the flying pebbles, he strode over with a crimson sword in hand, his sword flashing, his eyes like blades.

—Hehehehehehe, I felt so safe with Kagami back then! Why do I suddenly feel that this uniform suits Kagami so well now when I think back on it?

"Hmm~ Hmm~" Xuehua nodded with a smile, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

Then she turned slightly to the side, walked slowly toward him, and then took the opportunity to put her arm around his.

With a gentle turn of their wrists, their arms naturally overlapped, and then their palms clasped together, the movements so fluid as if they had rehearsed them a thousand times.

"But wasn't that sword already broken?" she asked casually. "Besides, it should just be an ordinary weapon, not a sacred artifact, right?"

She paused, then lowered her voice, "If Mirror-kun needs a weapon... my family has a holy sword-grade ice-type longsword. But..."

She stole a glance at him, her ears slightly red, "Only members of the Xue family can use it."

"Actually..." she hesitated, her voice trailing off.

"We can pretend to be in a knot..."

"……marriage!!!!"

The last word was almost uttered through biting his tongue.

Mu Jing's gaze fell on her loose white hair, the ends of which carried a faint fragrance that lingered around Mu Jing's nose.

Looking up, he saw her reddened earlobes.

Although Mu Jing also really wanted to live off his wife.

But he knew even better that the old man from the Xue family was not someone who could be fooled by a "pretend marriage".

Moreover, the sword he just bought is crucial to the final plot of [Episode 3: Strike the Blood].

"Thank you, Xiaoxue, you're so considerate." He interrupted gently but firmly, "But I'm not being stubborn."

"After defeating the demon on the fifth floor of the Tower of Echoes last night, my sacred artifact... has broken through!"

Before he could finish speaking, he uttered a low shout: "[Holy Flame]!"

In an instant, a crimson longsword ignited from his left palm—the blade was engraved with dark red dragon scales.

Wisps of flame danced on the blade, like a sleeping fire dragon coiled upon it. Each scale trembled with the sword, as if breathing with life.

The scale-like flame patterns trembled slightly with the vibration of the sword, as if they were breathing.

Xuehua's pupils contracted slightly.

She could clearly sense the aura of the longsword—it was clearly a top-tier sacred artifact! It was even comparable to her aunt's [Frozen Heart]!

But Mirror's understanding of demons... far surpasses that of ordinary people.

—Could it be that Jing-jun is the last surviving member of one of the other five exorcism families?

—Great! That way, we won't have to persuade Mirror to marry into the family!

—If we insist on getting married right away, Grandpa will absolutely refuse! And Auntie will do everything she can to stop us! Auntie is a very dangerous "enemy"!

Mu Jing naturally understood what she was thinking.

How could an ordinary person, or even a regular exorcist, casually produce a top-tier sacred artifact?

The sacred artifact is not only a weapon, but also a symbol of identity—a noble emblem that distinguishes exorcists from psionicists and magic users!

But ever since Qiong Ren revealed the [Spirit Sword Thousand Blades], this "nobility" has begun to waver.

Top-tier psychics can conjure [spiritual artifacts] out of thin air, without sacrificing flesh or souls...

The rift between the exorcist forces and the psychic faction has thus widened.

"Return!" Mu Jing chanted the secret incantation, and the crimson sword transformed into a red light, reforming into a ring on his finger.

Meanwhile, viewers in the [Real-world comment section] also expressed their admiration:

"Holy crap! Isn't that the iconic scene from Prison Mirror's first appearance? So cool!"

"This sword's appearance and aura are practically tailor-made for Prison Mirror!"

"The sleeping fire dragon coils around the sword, and its scales even tremble when it vibrates—the detail is amazing!"

So Haki Mirror is truly a "trinity" now. It seems there's never been a superhuman in the original work who simultaneously possesses Stigmata, psychic powers, and a magical contract!

The audience misunderstood the last sentence.

Mu Jing has not yet acquired any Holy Marks.

Just this [Holy Flame] alone...