The male supporting character was actually myself.

Sweat beaded on his forehead; after all, serving a beauty was hard work. He smacked his lips, trying to entice this obviously unsophisticated young lady to make more requests.

General Xiao was rich and powerful, and most importantly, he could grant this man's every request!

If you can make the pretty girl happy and listen to you, wouldn't you get whatever you want?

The military officer who chose him made it very clear—if he used all his skills to please this young master, he could be exempted from punishment and even receive a large reward, allowing him to go far away and start anew!

Before that, wasn't it just about eating, drinking, and having fun with beautiful women?

Either way, you won't lose out. You can kill two birds with one stone, enjoy more good things, and make the girl happy while raking in a big sum of money. Isn't that blissful?

"The happiness of the rich?" Zhang Xiyue, completely bewildered, was clearly not in the right frame of mind.

Her already limited brain had been emptied out and filled with nothing but filth and garbage, leaving her with even less capacity for thought. Her entire being was now completely dominated by her innate greed.

Zhang Xiyue grinned and murmured, "I'm happy right now! I want to have even more happiness, and nobody can stop me! The whole world is... mine!"

After shouting wildly for a couple of minutes, she suddenly became excited and grabbed the man next to her, dragging him toward her.

The other party thought that a new round of revelry was about to begin, but they didn't expect that something was wrong as soon as they got together!

Despite being a beautiful girl with red lips and white teeth, he was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood on end the moment he got close!

"No! What are you going to do... Let go..." The man was, after all, a soldier who had fought on the battlefield, and he had an instinctive sense of danger.

He realized the situation was bad and struggled with all his might, using his hands and feet and even adopting a bayonet fighting stance, but it was completely useless!

The closer the delicate face drew, a faint smile played on its lips, which were as red as blood, pressed against her neck and bit down hard!

"Ugh! Help, help me..." The burly man struggled to kick the bedsheets even more, but the rapidly draining life force in his body made him increasingly weak, and his mind gradually became confused.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he suddenly realized something—the reason why the guy who chose him said he had to serve a little vixen was not an adjective, but a frank confession to him about the true identity of this terrifying woman!

No wonder she eats raw meat!

No wonder she could stay up all night indulging in pleasure!

She's not human at all, she's a demon!

He realized everything, and gradually stopped breathing. His whole body rapidly withered from the inside out, and even his skin and flesh quickly withered and clung tightly to his bones.

In less than a minute, Zhang Xiyue had sucked a living person dry into a dried corpse.

With a thud, she pushed the corpse, which was as stiff as a piece of dry wood, and it fell straight to the ground.

Upon witnessing this scene, Jiang Chen couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

I never imagined she had so many different methods and tricks for draining a living person dry.

"Meow? Why are you acting like a vampire again?" The fluffy little ball of fur clearly hadn't expected this, nestled in his arms and gesturing with its paws. "It wasn't like this last time! Host, you didn't see it, the female lead has some wild ways to play..."

The little white kitten whined and nibbled at his ear. As Jiang Chen listened, he gestured for the guards to go inside and drag the mummified corpse out, placing it in the front yard for careful examination.

The bite marks on his neck had shrunk so much that they were no longer visible.

The corpse was not much different from other mummies; it had its eyes wide open and mouth agape, probably because its muscles had tightened up when it was drained of its life force, resulting in an unusually ferocious facial expression.

"According to your summary, Zhang Xiyue's time to drain a living person is getting shorter and shorter." Jiang Chen listened and watched, and then came to a conclusion.

Fluffy dumpling: (⊙o⊙)…

Huh? What did I summarize?

The time has shortened?

It looked bewildered, then thought about it carefully and realized it was indeed true. It nodded blankly, "Ah...yes, it's definitely getting faster and faster. I remember the first time Qiuyue, it took several minutes to slowly drain him dry...he only realized it when he was dying, and after calling for help, he died!"

The little white cat stroked its whiskers with its paw, immediately forgetting its host's talent for summarizing, and complained, "Eek~ Host, you didn't see it, it's practically a perpetual motion juicer..."

Jiang Chen couldn't possibly say that the Soul Weapon was watching him all the time and that he already knew exactly how long it would take, could he?

After framing the cat and seeing that it didn't suspect anything, he petted the cat and praised it, "Xiaobai is becoming more and more observant and has been a great help to me!"

"Huh? Really?" The fluffy little thing blushed slightly, both happy and shy, and snuggled its furry face into its host's arms, meowing softly, "I will work harder to improve and strive to become the best assistant system for my host as soon as possible!"

After saying that, it paused for a moment and asked, "What's wrong with the length of time, meow?"

Jiang Chen took out the script, which was still being updated, and flipped through it. He smiled slightly and said, "There are huge problems ahead!"

I had suspected before that it wouldn't be difficult for the script team to get rid of the drug and the drug. As long as the protagonist's halo shines, what problem can't be solved?

Why must we allow the four seasons of spring, summer, autumn, and winter to be manipulated at will?

It wasn't until I discovered that Zhang Xiyue could drain a person dry that I suddenly realized—the script team must have found it too troublesome to keep changing the plot and outsmarting us, and wanted to solve the problem once and for all.

We pretended to let the female lead fall into a trap, making it look like we had won.

In reality, they're numbing our senses, guiding us to continuously supply Zhang Xiyue with living people for her to devour. Once she's consumed enough, and her soul wounds are healed and she returns to her peak, wouldn't it save us the trouble of personally seducing them one by one outside?

At that time, the female lead's halo will be fully activated; the main system will issue another mission to make us cooperate with her; without the life-saving halo, Lingquan Daoren will have no chance to fight back against her!

I don't think the scriptwriters would give the male lead, who's only interested in sex, any special treatment. Don't forget, the second male lead was completely devoured by Zhang Xiyue, who then gave him a new lover.

Fluffy dumpling: @-@

I'm so confused! Are the scriptwriting team starting to play dirty tricks too?

Although it couldn't understand what digging pits or prediction meant, the little white cat knew very clearly that all it needed to do was cling to its host's powerful backer and wait to win without lifting a finger!

"As expected of my chosen host, you're amazing! You saw through the script team's sinister intentions at a glance!" It hugged its host's arm and showered it with compliments, then humbly asked, "So, what should we do next?"

Jiang Chen examined the mummified corpse, his eyes narrowing slightly.

This is the eighth living person Zhang Xiyue has devoured. Ever since she "accidentally" drained Qiuyue dry, she has been eating more and more people at an increasingly faster pace while in a semi-conscious state.

In other words, although her soul trauma has not yet healed, her magical energy storage is no longer affected in the slightest.

The medicine I administered isn't showing any effect, and if this drags on any longer, I might not be able to kill Zhang Xiyue.

Why not... strike first!

"We still need to give the female lead a big gift next." He beckoned the little white cat to come closer and whispered for a moment.

The fluffy little dumpling's big, deep blue eyes grew brighter and brighter. She nodded excitedly and said, "Leave this to me, I guarantee I'll complete the mission!"

As night fell, the Marshal's Mansion was shrouded in darkness.

Apart from the side rooms, which were lit up, only two red lanterns were lit in the courtyard, swaying in the night breeze.

"Are you new here?" Zhang Xiyue, slightly more awake from her drowsy state, looked at the unfamiliar face under the light and asked with a mischievous smile, "Do you know where all the people who served me before went?"

The new man's eyes were glued to her snow-white neck and the barely visible collarbone. Thinking of the instructions given to him when he was brought here, he was already impatient for their first night together, and he didn't care about thinking at all.

He chuckled ingratiatingly, "It must be those good-for-nothings who didn't know how to serve Miss properly and angered you, which is why they were sent away! I'm not like those empty-headed bastards, hehehe, winning the heart of a beauty is my forte!"

The new man tossed his coat aside, his voice trembling slightly as he spoke, "Don't worry, Miss, I'll definitely make you satisfied!"

Zhang Xiyue's eyes were filled with a playful smile as she handed over the pipe. "Here, let me see if you can pack the stuff properly. If you can satisfy me, you'll get your share of the benefits!"

The tobacco lamp emitted a slow, gentle flame, and the man used tweezers to hold a piece of tobacco paste and slowly heated it over the fire, producing wisps of black smoke.

With such a good thing happening, he had no interest in watching the roasting of the ointment. His eyes, filled with ill intent, darted around Zhang Xiyue, completely unaware that there seemed to be some strange smell mixed in with the wisps of black smoke.

Chapter Twenty-Three: I've never seen anything like this before.

"Hehehe, my host is far too cautious."

Seeing the substance mixed in with the tobacco paste begin to spread with the black smoke in the closed room on a winter day, the little dumpling jumped in front of the tobacco lamp.

Using the vase as cover, it carefully picked out a small piece of rose-red paste from the space with a toothpick, held it with its paws, stacked it under the tobacco paste, and slowly roasted it with a flame.

Pale pink smoke with a faint fragrance wafted out, but by this time the tobacco paste had already started to bubble and simmer, and the special smell masked the fact that even Zhang Xiyue, who was lying on the bed, did not notice anything unusual.

"Double insurance, meow, I don't believe this won't kill you..." the little white cat muttered to itself as it released the poison.

Seeing that the man's shifty eyes weren't looking at what he was holding, it simply used a toothpick to scoop out a small piece of poison and, when the man wasn't looking, stuffed it into the tobacco paste that had become like glue.

The grill was almost done, and the man was itching to get his fill.

"Hehe, please have a taste, young lady!" He stepped forward to help the young lady set up her pipe, his eyes gleaming with eager anticipation.

Zhang Xiyue gently pursed her blood-red lips, and the smoke mixed with two kinds of poison went directly down the gun barrel into her throat.

"Hmm, not bad at all." She played hard to get, kicking the stool next to the bed to signal the other person to sit down.

Then, without any attempt to conceal it, he examined the goods carefully from top to bottom.

The man felt uneasy under her intensely dark gaze, and could only manage a forced chuckle to mask his unease. For some reason, he felt a sudden surge of panic, and cold sweat broke out on his back.

That's fucking pathetic!

He cursed himself inwardly, thinking that he had been locked up in the dungeon for so long and had just encountered a windfall, so he couldn't keep his composure. But this girl was just too damn captivating, and he just assumed he was too excited and didn't think anything of it.

The man's breathing became increasingly rapid, and he couldn't suppress his emotions even when he forced himself to be patient.

Perhaps it was because the other person's eyes were too sharp, as if they could see right through a person; or perhaps it was because he had been craving women for too long, and his heart was pounding erratically, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

"Tun tun tun..." He was really panicking. He stumbled to his feet, making a clattering noise. His hands trembled as he finally managed to pour himself a cup of tea. He didn't care if it was hot or cold, and gulped it down. He wiped his mouth and felt a little better.

Zhang Xiyue was in the middle of a whirlwind of inhalation, her mind starting to fog up again. Seeing this, she couldn't help but burst into laughter, "You're really funny, hahaha... Look how scared you are... Ugh! Cough cough cough!"

Before her laughter could end, she suddenly felt as if she had choked on a puff of smoke, and tears welled up in her eyes. She laughed and coughed at the same time, clutching her chest, unable to catch her breath for a moment.

The man was startled by her; sweat instantly rolled down his forehead, and he slumped onto the table, panting heavily.

"Thump! Bang bang!"

He could even hear the irregular, erratic heartbeat coming from his chest. "Help! Help me!"

Realizing something was wrong, the man stumbled toward the door to call for help, but he only managed to take two steps away from the table before collapsing to the ground. Like a dried fish out of water, he opened his mouth, trying to breathe, but could only convulse for a moment before collapsing to the ground without moving.

Zhang Xiyue struggled for a little too long.

However, under the influence of the deadly poison, he still couldn't last two minutes.

"You...you dare to..." In her final moments, the agonizing pain finally brought her to her senses. Zhang Xiyue pointed at the man who was already dead on the ground and said angrily, "You even dared to harm me, you...you..."

With a final, powerful heartbeat, Zhang Xiyue completed her mission and lay completely flat on the bed, her eyes glaring as she exhaled the last breath of her body.

"Host, the protagonist's soul is about to escape!" The mastermind, Fluffy Dumpling, squatted on the bedside to examine the effects of the medicine on the monster up close, and even prepared a small notebook to record it.

Unexpectedly, when it looked up, it discovered a scene that horrified the cat—the auxiliary system should not be able to see the soul after death, but at this moment, in its wide, deep blue round eyes, a wisp of eerie green light, like a burning flame, floated out from Zhang Xiyue's lifeless body, like a will-o'-the-wisp slowly swaying and about to drift away.

The little white cat was so frightened that its fur stood on end.

It had never witnessed such a scene before, but for some reason it immediately understood that it was the protagonist's immortal soul!