Dual Transmigration: Starting from being captured and brought to the Hehuan Sect!

"Alright, alright, use people when you need them, and discard them when you don't."

Chang'e pursed her lips.

Lin Mo didn't reply. He put his arm around Chang'e's waist, and with a thought, the two disappeared from World Three and returned to the main world.

After settling into the main world, Lin Mo reviewed the changes in west Wangmu's state that he had just witnessed.

After that cry, her expression changed from anger to soothing, and even the horns on her head disappeared.

"Perhaps we can help her calm down by using the child!"

Lin Mo did not intend to suddenly appear and catch Chang'e off guard as she had suggested.

What if the Queen Mother of the West slams him against the wall and he can't be pried off?

"It's best to proceed cautiously and gradually!"

Lin Mo took a deep breath, turned off the invisibility device, restarted the time travel, and returned to World Number Three. This time, he appeared in normal form.

Almost at the same moment he landed, the Queen Mother of the West appeared before him in a flash, grabbed his neck, and said through gritted teeth in a low voice:

"You heartless man, how dare you come back?"

"You think I really wouldn't dare kill you?"

Lin Mo, with her throat being choked, didn't struggle; she simply pointed at the child in her arms:

"Cough cough cough..."

Don't frighten the child.

The Queen Mother of the West looked down at the little one in her arms. At that moment, the child raised his head, his lips turned down, as if he was about to cry again.

The frost on her face melted away almost reflexively, and her fingers loosened.

Lin Mo rubbed his neck, took half a step back, and asked casually:

"Boy or girl?"

"boy."

The Queen Mother of the West's voice was still cold, but that coldness was no longer as sharp as before.

Lin Mo stepped forward and put his arm around her waist:

"I'm so sorry, you've had a hard time these past few days."

The Queen Mother of the West stiffened slightly, but did not break free; however, the expression on her face clearly did not soften.

"You heartless man, you say such things, but your body is mixed up with that slut Chang'e. Have you forgotten who made me suffer so much?"

How can you be with the person who harmed me? How can you face me and the children?

As she spoke, her breathing tightened slightly again, and black energy began to emanate from her body once more.

Lin Mo's heart tightened. His gaze quickly swept over the child in her arms, then he pointed at it, his tone filled with an urgent desire to absolve himself of any responsibility:

"My disciple was forced into it too. Her cultivation level is higher than mine, and I couldn't resist!"

You have no idea how much I suffered while I was with her. She treated me like a chore. It was so miserable!

"My master is still the best to me. Look how adorable our son is."

Since Chang'e isn't around anyway, let's shift the blame and appease the Queen Mother of the West first.

The Queen Mother of the West was interrupted by him, and her gaze unconsciously fell back to the child's face.

The little guy was holding a strand of her hair and chewing on it with great seriousness, as if it were the most fun toy he had found that day.

The coldness on her face eased slightly again, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, as if she wanted to hold it in but couldn't quite manage it:

"Of course she's cute, just like me."

Seeing this, Lin Mo didn't wait for her to bring the topic back. He immediately pressed his advantage, leaned down slightly, and whispered in her ear:

"Chang'e is absolutely monstrous! Your disciple has been bullied so badly! Master, I miss you! Please let your disciple..."

The Queen Mother of the West trembled slightly; those words seemed to have touched a nerve.

Her facial expression changed several times in a very short period of time.

It felt like there was something loose inside, constantly being pulled back and forth, with surging anger on one side and the loneliness of being alone in an empty room these past few days on the other.

Lin Mo noticed her hesitation and immediately played one last round:

"Master is the best! He's so kind and gentle, and he cares about people so much!"

As he spoke, he extended his hand.

The Queen Mother of the West looked at the hand but did not dodge.

She stood there, holding her child in her arms, the little one still intently biting her hair, while she closed her eyes.

The anger, hatred, and resentment that had been building up for days seemed to be suppressed by something at this moment. It was as if a surge of emotion from within had taken over her body. She stopped thinking about the resentment in her heart and just wanted to enjoy this moment.

Lin Mo sensed that her reaction was smoother than expected, and his heart beat a little faster.

He didn't pause for too long, and smoothly continued to push forward.

But during the process, he noticed something.

Whenever he catches his breath or pauses for a moment, a few black horns will quietly emerge from the top of the Queen Mother of the West's head.

Although it will disappear quickly, the timing of its appearance is very consistent, like a switch being flipped.

Several days later, Lin Mo leaned against the headboard, his gaze falling on the back of the Queen Mother of the West's head.

The horns didn't appear this time as before. He waited for a while, and only after confirming that they really didn't intend to reappear did he let out a long breath.

The Queen Mother of the West's voice also became much softer than before, and the end of her words even had a hint of coquettishness.

"Master."

"What's wrong?"

She turned her head to look at him, her tone slightly languid.

"So now you..."

Lin Mo looked her up and down, then hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"You mean to ask what my dominant personality type is, right?"

She took over the conversation.

"right."

"I owe it all to you for satisfying her. Now I'm in charge."

Lin Mo was silent for a moment:

"So I'm alright now?"

The Queen Mother of the West sized him up, as if assessing whether a piece of equipment that had just been repaired was ready for the next round of use:

"That depends on your performance."

She was satisfied just now, but I only just came out.

Lin Mo took a deep breath, closed his eyes briefly, and then opened them again:

"Well……

"Then I'll work overtime."

Several more days passed.

The Queen Mother of the West finally stood up with satisfaction, bent down and nudged Lin Mo with her foot, her tone carrying a lazy and relaxed sense of contentment:

"You unfilial disciple, Master has been very pleased with you these past few days. You've done a good job!"

Lin Mo held her delicate feet in his hands, his tone carrying a hint of flattery:

"As long as Master is satisfied."

Then Lin Mo changed the subject, "By the way, Master, what's the situation here now?"

The Queen Mother of the West looked towards the horizon and pointed to her own body:

"She has already unified the earthly realm and the human realm, and is now searching for the location of the celestial realm."

"Looking for the Celestial Realm? What do you mean?"

Lin Mo sat up a little straighter.

"The previous war between immortals and demons shattered the connection between the three realms."

The Immortal Realm is now adrift in some unknown void, and the last remaining connection to Skull Island was severed by my self-destruction!

Lin Mo nodded, then asked:

"And your personality..."

A smile inevitably appeared on the solemn face of the Queen Mother of the West:

"If you help me three times a day, morning, noon, and night, you should be able to control her."

As she spoke, her cheeks turned even redder.

"Morning, noon, and evening..."

Lin Mo's lips twitched. If he really kept this pace, he probably wouldn't be able to do anything at all.

"What, you don't want to?"

The Queen Mother of the West's voice deepened slightly, and black energy began to emanate from her body once more.

Lin Mo quickly changed his tone:

"No, that's not it. Master is very tempting, I miss him terribly."

But I have other things to do, and I can't come over every day.

After hearing this, the Queen Mother of the West did not continue to wear a cold expression. She remained silent for a moment, then parted her red lips slightly:

"The method exists. It's just very difficult to implement."