After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

Shi Yan had no idea where she had just taken her "Heavenly Demon True Form" from.

Now it's filled with her aura and spirit.

Actually, it doesn't matter if it's the spiritual energy from the [Record of Departure from Heaven].

But... Master Yan doesn't usually operate the [Record of Leaving Heaven].

Normally, Shi Yan would either use the [Hidden Sword Technique], which has a faster cultivation speed, or... the [Snow Cold Technique], which has a stronger recovery ability.

The skill that Master Yan is currently practicing is probably self-evident.

The pure-colored mandala was nestled in the master's arms.

He stopped talking and humming, pretending to be mute, as if to say, "Just suffocate me!" or "Let me die here!"

But slowly... the girl's little hand unconsciously landed on Shi Yan's waist.

After all... compared to her Loulan.

The teacher said that his skills were truly top-notch.

After resting for a while, Jingse Mandala was a little reluctant and pushed against Shiyan's chest to get out of his embrace.

She was sitting next to Qi Yin.

At this moment, the cold sweat seeping from Qi Yin's body had completely soaked through the girl's skirt.

Even the soft mattress behind the girl showed obvious wet marks.

The girl's lips were deathly pale, and her eyes were constantly darting around under her eyelids, as if she were having a nightmare.

That's exactly how it is.

In Qi Yin's dream, Shi Yan's words to her seemed to be on an endless loop.

What would I do if... Miss A-Li died?

She followed Donghuang Jin to Le'an City, where... she only found the young lady's badly gnawed remains.

Qi Yin could not accept it.

Perhaps... once she wakes up and realizes that Donghuang Li was truly harmed by her, Qi Yin's reaction won't be so strong.

but--

While she was still struggling with her inner turmoil, she suddenly saw Donghuang Li's corpse.

The shock and guilt overwhelmed Qi Yin almost instantly.

In her nightmare, Donghuang Li's corpse was severely gnawed by unknown monsters, but her pretty face, which looked exactly like the young lady's, remained intact.

The girl seemed to be looking at her with a terrifying gaze, which made Qi Yin retreat.

Keep retreating.

She chose to commit suicide.

After attempting suicide, he found himself back in time, just days before.

When I first arrived in Le'an City from Canglang City with Lord Donghuang Jin.

And so it goes.

Looking at the blood-soaked corpse, gradually... Qi Yin was able to raise the knife expressionlessly and stab her own nascent soul.

Inside the tent, Jingse Mandala placed her hand on the girl's wet forehead.

She took a deep breath.

Pure Color Mandala had not forgotten the threat her master had made to her.

For every bit of power she wielded, she would wield the power of a day of pleasure upon herself.

She used two extra points... so she used them twice.

Jingse Mandala had no doubt that Shiyan was capable of such a thing.

That guy was even more demonic than a demon... a complete and utter bastard!

Taking a deep breath, the Pure Color Mandala closed its eyes.

When the girl opened her eyes again, they seemed to shine brightly, and her golden-red pupils were burning.

Suddenly, the pure-colored mandala exuded boundless charm.

The girl's simple act of calming down made Shi Yan want to interrupt her and hold her in his arms.

Shi Yan switched the [Snow Cold Skill] to the [Hidden Sword Technique].

It seems it's time for me to visit the Valley of a Thousand Flowers.

Besides getting a set of Buddhist cultivation techniques, I can also ask the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers if they have any secrets for hair growth.

After all... in Shi Yan's impression.

The nun who left the Valley of Ten Thousand Flowers and returned to secular life had more hair than Ming Zhongqing.

They must have some secret recipe.

The pure-colored mandala was pressed against Qi Yin's forehead.

【Hua Le Tian · Pure Color Mandala】.

The girl was dressed in finery and had a gentle smile.

But...it gives off such a seductive and alluring vibe, utterly lewd.

She was erasing Qi Yin's sense of guilt.

The girl's constantly venting emotions are transferred to other emotions.

Unlike the Garbhadhatu Mandala, which simply and directly treats humans or celestial demons as playthings, creating an endless hell of pink and red that even the pure color mandala cannot escape.

The pure color mandala... is the worst of evils, the worst of sins.

She is the greatest of all evil and sin.

Her power could easily erase the life and goodwill of all things.

To manipulate at will the root of all desires and evil.

She is the strongest and greatest demon in the outer heavens, second only to the Womb Mandala.

Mere sins and feelings of guilt... are naturally nothing to worry about.

The pure-colored mandala impatiently searched for a suitable object to transfer its affections to, and then... it found a sign of admiration.

She suddenly raised her eyebrows and looked at Shi Yan.

Suddenly, a surge of malice arose in my heart.

You dare threaten me? You dare threaten me!

What a lousy teacher!

I'm sending you a big treasure!

Having dealt with Qi Yin's power, Jingse Mandala clapped her hands and stood up. Even a fool could see the smugness and triumph in the girl's eyes.

The teacher didn't pay much attention.

After all... the impression that the Pure Color Mandala and the Garbhadhatu Mandala had given Shi Yan was gradually becoming comedic.

It's understandable to show off over something so trivial.

"it's over?"

"Hmm~" The girl raised her chin smugly, and if she had a tail, it would probably have already wagged its tail back to the heavens.

Shi Yan reached out and gently stroked Jingse Mandala's snow-white neck. "Little Jingse is wonderful."

The Pure Color Mandala instinctively wanted to agree.

Then I realized... Shi Yan was actually coaxing me like a child.

The girl's feet suddenly tensed up, as if they had a cramp, and she felt utterly hopeless.

That damned teacher's words were so outrageous.

I'll chop off her claws sooner or later.

This left all her beauties to live lonely and miserable lives.

The golden-red eyes of the Pure Color Mandala immediately glared back, but before they could glare for more than a few seconds, they obediently nestled in Shi Yan's palm.

Thankfully... Qi Yin slowly woke up at their feet, letting out a soft groan.

The pure-colored mandala then escaped the clutches with a look of 'pity and cuteness'.

"I...I'll go find the entrance to the passageway." Jingse Mandala seemed to dart out of the tent as if fleeing, leaving Shiyan and Qiyin with all the space.

Shi Yan slowly sat down and looked at the girl who was slowly waking up.

The girl, already drenched in sweat, carefully pulled over the mattress, slowly raising her knees, and looked at Shi Yan with nervous anxiety.

"It's alright now—" Shi Yan comforted Qi Yin.

She was completely unaware of the 'great gift' that the Pure Color Mandala had given her.

Qi Yin felt her face was burning hot.

Not just my face... my chest, ears, even my breath felt so hot.

"Mmm." The soft reply was like water melting away.

"What did you dream about?" Shi Yan asked as gently as possible. "Was it a nightmare?"

"Is it related to Ah Li?"

The Pure Color Mandala says... that the authority to write about others is related to a sense of guilt.

The guilt that tormented Qi Yin was naturally only A Li's concern.

"Mmm." It was still that soft voice.

Shi Yan slowly bent down and hugged Qi Yin. "It was just a dream."

"Ah Li is alright now."