After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

Before the "Heart-Tying Threads" reach the heart, Shi Yan must find where "Ran Meng Huan" is and then break the "Heart-Tying Threads".

The teacher gently grasped it with his hand behind his back.

The woman's eyebrows twitched with a seductive glint.

The master slowly... like peeling silk from a cocoon... activated the "Snow Cold Technique," infusing a wisp of spiritual energy into Shi Ya's body, and then began to circulate it.

The woman's expression became charming at a visible speed, and her pale and haggard face was tinged with a touching blush.

Shi Yan sensed everything within Shi Ya's body.

"I saw it—"

The thin red thread wrapped around the woman's heart had one end piercing directly into her heart.

This is probably why Qin Suhuai said that the thread couldn't be cut directly.

"Ran Meng still..."

This was the first time Shi Yan had ever felt a murderous intent towards a woman he had a very high level of affection for.

Regardless, this kind of deadly blackmail is something Shi Yan simply cannot accept.

If Ran Meng hadn't ruined so many respectable women along the way.

If Ran Meng had not indirectly used Aunt Ya Ya's life as leverage to coerce Shi Yan.

Shi Yan might actually do as she wishes.

Let the "heartstrings" pull you along.

certainly--

It's impossible to be bullied.

The master's words will make that witch understand why the flowers are so red.

You absolutely must keep her stamina up by infusing her with the spiritual energy of the "Snow Cold Technique," and then beat her until she cries and begs for mercy... and not until.

but--

No if.

The fact that Ran Meng also harmed so many people was discovered by the "Starry Sky Division" and recorded in the official register.

In fact, she may have harmed even more girls.

After all, not every girl has the courage to go to the "Starry Sky Bureau" to seek justice after being wronged.

Even if... the other person is also a woman.

Moreover, Shi Yan looked at Shi Ya, who was slowly humming a poem in front of him.

Even if Aunt Ya Ya and I are not actually related by blood, she is still someone close to me.

It's someone who will affectionately call you "Ayan".

Shi Yan could not accept this kind of coercion.

Even if it meant wasting such a crucial opportunity for "Nirvana," Master Yan would not accept it.

Under the covers, Shi Ya gripped Shi Yan's hand tighter and tighter, but at the last moment, she suddenly loosened her grip.

Shi Yan took the opportunity to withdraw his hand.

She gently kissed Shiya's forehead, planting a spiritual mark, before getting up and leaving.

Inside the room... Shiya's small hands gripped the blankets tightly, her eyes were closed, her legs slowly bent, and finally lowered.

I dare not open my eyes.

I dared not look at Ayan's departing figure.

She could only focus all her senses on hearing, listening to the soft 'clank' of the door closing, before biting her lip and shaking her head.

Tears soaked the pillow little by little, and Shiya bit her lips until they turned white, "Brother Minmo (Shiyan's father)..."

"Sister Rumu (Shiyan's mother)..."

"I should..."

"what do I do..."

"How am I supposed to face Ayan in the future?"

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Another place.

A place where flowers bloom and willows flourish.

The woman slowly opened her eyes, savoring the lingering pleasure she had just experienced, as if... the girl had just held her hand.

She raised her left wrist.

A thin red thread was tied there.

The silk thread pierced through flesh and blood, and penetrated the heart.

The red thread seemed to pass through the slowly calming heart and connect to the wrist of another girl.

"Great!"

He was laughing wildly from every corner of his body.

"Awesome! Awesome! Awesome!"

She stepped out of her room and looked down at the lively singing and dancing below.

"So amazing, it's like I'll just die from it."

The woman possessed absolutely no cultivation.

Those who achieve great things do not concern themselves with trifles.

This is the fundamental reason why she was able to evade the swordsman's gaze.

Today, she has already relinquished all her cultivation.

And...she also believes—

"You won't let me down...right..." A gentle...cold...morbid voice, like a snake flicking its tongue.

She leaned seductively against the railing, supporting herself, and looked down at the young girls performing below with a wild smile.

"Teacher's words."

Part 185 What does it mean to be an old general on the stage?! [3K words per chapter]

Looking down from the second floor of the protruding balcony.

A scene of dazzling lights and revelry, a time of peace and prosperity.

A young woman, dressed in a sheer, veiled gown, gracefully dances on the stage, her delicate figure on full display.

Although it exudes a seductive charm, it doesn't seem dissolute.

Smooth arms and delicate hands sway gently, slender, snow-white thighs lift the thin veil. When the young girls raise their eyebrows, their eyes seem shy and timid, like pools of autumn water, their vibrant spring beauty captivating the eye.

Ran Meng even subconsciously licked her lip gloss.

That's right... the Nightingale Girl.

This is Yinghua City.

Every city has its share of places for philandering and debauchery.

However, unlike the Yinghua City Cabinet that Shi Yan was familiar with, the place where Ran Meng was currently located was a place for receiving guests.

She was one of the few female guests.

But... judging from the girl huddled on the sofa behind her, trembling.

perhaps--

Being a female guest is not necessarily a lucky thing.

In Ran Meng's opinion, there was no way that pure and innocent sword cultivator could find this place.

What's more... he had voluntarily relinquished all his cultivation.

Now that I'm just an 'ordinary person,' I don't need to worry about being discovered by that sword cultivator.

pity.

That's absolutely outrageous.

Ran Meng still didn't understand why Xing Tian Si was able to hire that woman from the Qinglian Sword Sect just to hunt her down.

If it were any other Nascent Soul cultivator, she might have considered poisoning them, using Gu poison, or ambushing them.

But... Qin Suhuai.

Just thinking about that whistling purple jade sword in my memory, and the terrifying sword aura that seemed to overwhelm everything.

Ran Meng couldn't even muster the thought of resisting.

Fortunately... that woman was too innocent.

So pure it's almost stupid.

Even if you gave her a year, she would never have imagined that she would lose her cultivation and hide in a place like Yinghua City.

This time, this is a direct hit from the Gu poison, and Ran Meng didn't even expect to be exposed. How can she lose like this?

All I need to do is wait patiently for Shi Yan's "Heart-Tethering Threads" to activate, and then reap the rewards of victory.

It's just a mere Nascent Soul Realm cultivation level.

As long as I have received my master's teachings... what does the Nascent Soul Realm cultivation level matter?

"Shiyan—" Sensing the girl's almost hateful voice coming from the other end of "Heartstrings," Ran Meng also felt a genuine sense of pleasure.