After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

She turned to look at the pure-colored mandala standing there blankly, "Pure-colored?"

The demon girl seemed to only just realize what was happening. She staggered along, swaying unsteadily behind Shi Yan.

Even the Heavenly Demons would find it difficult to bear the power of [Happy Heaven].

In other words, she is the one who directly confronts the authority of the "Happy Heaven," the demon of the "Transforming Heaven of Freedom" who enjoys pleasure because of desire, and the "Transforming Heaven of Joy" from the outer heaven.

If it were anyone else, they would be lying on the ground convulsing by now, completely unconscious and irrational, just an empty shell that can only babble.

Perhaps it's because I was carrying a small Pixiu (a mythical creature).

This time, Shi Yan left smoothly.

Holding Sheng Nu in his arms, with three little maids following behind, Shi Yan passed through the vortex that resembled an ink painting.

On the platform outside, Qin Suhuai rushed over anxiously.

"Sister Shiyan..."

"Junior Sister..."

She looked up at Shi Yan, "Junior Sister, she..."

After Qin Suhuai pounced on her, Sheng Nu's older sister, Sheng Yan, finally dared to slowly approach.

This platform is full of big shots she can't afford to offend.

The only one she was relatively familiar with, someone who made her feel somewhat at ease.

She was Qin Suhuai, the senior sister of her own younger sister and the senior sister of all the disciples of the Qinglian Sword Sect.

Beside Sheng Yan, Long Taojia, who had been taking care of Sheng Nu, silently shed tears.

I just feel like I don't exist.

Who did I offend?!

certainly--

Sheng Yan had a good initial impression of Qin Suhuai.

The main reason was that Qin Suhuai's energy had been almost completely depleted by Shi Yan over the past two days. In addition, Sheng Yan had neither cultivation nor knowledge of swordsmanship, which made Qin Suhuai lose interest in sparring.

Unless you've witnessed Qin Suhuai's fanatical attitude of wanting to draw your sword and challenge anyone you meet.

Qin Suhuai was quite easygoing.

On Sheng Nu... Qin Suhuai smelled a familiar scent, a very familiar scent.

"Nothing serious for now." Shi Yan gently brushed a strand of hair behind Sheng Nu's ear, his doting and natural manner even making Qin Suhuai and Sheng Yan a little jealous.

However, seeing that Sheng Nu seemed unable to even stand up, the two women didn't say anything more.

Sheng Yan extended her hand.

It seemed as if he wanted to touch Sheng Nu's shoulder, or perhaps he wanted to take his younger sister from Shi Yan's arms, but after thinking about it, he finally withdrew his hand.

On the contrary, it was the teacher's words.

Seeing Sheng Yan's flustered and nervous demeanor, she casually handed Sheng Nu back to her sister.

Sheng Nu's body is very light.

In order to save money for Sheng Nu over the years, Sheng Yan has been working hard in part-time jobs and labor.

Although he looks thin.

However, at the hot springs of Xiaojian Peak, Shi Yan also saw that the girl's muscles were fairly firm but not particularly prominent.

Shi Yan wasn't worried that Sheng Yan wouldn't be able to hold her younger sister.

Sheng Nu was handed over to Sheng Yan. The girl nestled in her sister's arms, her cheeks even seeming to be getting warmer.

For Sheng Nu... it would be one thing if it were just being held in Master Shi Yan's arms in shame.

But...but...

And she had to appear before her older sister and senior sister in such a shameful way, like a child being held in someone's arms.

Sheng Nu really felt like she was about to collapse.

She wanted to cling to her sister and never let go, but... she couldn't help but want to secretly spy on Master Shiyan.

The girl's gaze darted around.

Having spent so many years struggling in Jiameng City, how could Sheng Yan possibly understand her sister's feelings?

She simply adjusted the angle silently, allowing Sheng Nu to lean slightly on her shoulder and see the person she wanted to see.

Shi Yan handed the 'purple sword,' which still bore traces of blue and was chillingly cold, to Qin Suhuai.

Now it should perhaps be called 'Blue Sword'.

Qin Suhuai was clearly a little heartbroken.

This sword practically grew up alongside her.

The sword spirit within the sword has gradually come to consciousness.

This sudden and severe injury has left me wondering when I will recover.

I'm afraid I'll need to hone my skills with Sister Shiyan for a long time before the sword spirit can recover a little.

It seems my junior sister will have to work hard to prepare more tonics lately.

Hmm... Blade & Soul's healing potions.

Then--

Just then, the vortex of ink wash painting style rippled once again.

As the pure-colored mandala slowly emerged from the swirling ink vortex, almost all the high-ranking members of the Azure Lotus Sword Sect on the platform instantly erupted in chaos.

Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap!

The Demon King of Paradise!

He who manifests as the Supreme Being!

What happened?! How did she get out here?!

In an instant, tensions rose at the foot of Xiaojian Peak.

Shi Yan quickly reached out her hand, signaling everyone to relax, "It's alright...it's alright..."

She looked at the swaying, unsteady mandala who had just emerged, biting her lip.

"She is no longer a threat."

The group from the Azure Lotus Sword Sect were skeptical.

Then... in front of them, Shi Yan reached out his hand toward the Pure Color Mandala.

The Pure Color Mandala looked at Shi Yan with humiliation.

Excessive...

Damn it...

Yet she had no choice but to obediently... hobble over, rest her chin on Shi Yan's palm, and adopt a pet-like posture.

She looked at Shi Yan with shame and indignation, her heterochromatic golden-red eyes seeming to say, "Are you satisfied now?"

Shi Yan scratched his head casually.

"Gurgle—"

For a moment, the air stood still.

The eyes of the pure-colored mandala flickered with shame, wishing she could just disappear into the ground.

My infamous reputation as a demon is well-deserved.

And Shi Yan... subconsciously, purely unconsciously... continued to scrape the girl's slender, snow-white neck and delicate chin line.

"Goo-ooh—" A cute sound.

"Eek!!!" Shi Yan's expression gradually became strange.

That Loulan... she's quite skilled.

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Slowly pull your hand back.

Shi Yan looked at the humiliated and ashamed expression on the Pure Color Mandala.

This was accompanied by a gurgling sound, almost like a small animal, coming from the girl's throat.

Shi Yan really felt like he was about to explode with joy.

If it weren't for the dozens of elders and big shots from the Azure Lotus Sword Sect watching from the cliff platform, Shi Yan would have bullied this Heavenly Demon until it trembled uncontrollably and shed tears of humiliation.

Um... anyway~~~

The Lord of Loulan only told himself that he didn't want the girls to suffer anymore, right?

She doesn't feel any pain at all from being bullied like this.

In fact... she was probably quite happy.

With a malicious intent in his mind, Shi Yan smiled gently at the pure-colored mandala.

The pure-colored mandala turned its head away.

Actually, she didn't understand either... she didn't understand why.

Just a mere human being.

Why was I so obedient to her?

When the guy reached out his hand, I instinctively leaned in and bent down to place my chin in his palm.

Just a light scratch.

Before my conscious mind could even voice its resistance, my body had already honestly let out a soft "coo".