After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

"Huh?" The girl was stunned.

"There are only a few plants left in stock." The calm voice struck the girl like a thunderbolt.

"How could this be!?"

“Didn’t Dongjun from the Taiyi Sect come here a few days ago?” Sorrowful Hermit recalled the woman’s hurried arrival at Wanhua Valley.

I couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache.

Those two women were truly a perfect match; their reasons for asking me for the Reincarnation Lotus were exactly the same, without ever changing.

But... she really didn't have any ideas.

after all--

If owing Wen Wan a favor is a matter of personal obligation, then owing Dong Jun... is already a matter of 'guilt'.

It's all my fault for being young and impetuous, and falling for that Wen Wan's big trick.

It actually helped her heart's blood... a wisp of divine soul... reincarnate into a lotus, continuing its cycle.

It wasn't a big deal originally.

if...

If that drop of heart's blood didn't belong to Dongjun.

Even now, the Sorrowful Hermit doesn't know how to face the Eastern Lord.

I wonder what Dongjun's reaction would be if he knew that she might not always be the one being dominated, and that... the current descendants of the Love Sea Demon Sect are actually her bloodline.

Hearing her master's words, the girl was completely stunned.

"Ahhhh!!!"

"Master! Master! Master! Master!!!"

She shook the woman's sleeve, abandoning all formalities, and said, "You've even given away your entire inventory?!"

Her arms were shaken like a sack, but the Sorrowful Hermit didn't react at all; she just stared in the direction Shi Yan had left.

What came to mind was the lotus flower the girl had made with her fingers before she left.

What looks like an ordinary finger technique is actually... quite special.

Throughout the entire "Valley of a Thousand Flowers," perhaps only three people know the meaning of that finger gesture.

Yourself.

Ah Ying, who is right beside me.

There's also my junior uncle, who hasn't left the mountain for hundreds of years.

How did that girl know about the Lotus Flower?

Who taught her that?

Is it...myself?

The woman shrank her hands, as if she could see her impending doom.

She suddenly recalled the inner demon tribulation she encountered when she was undergoing her tribulation.

The demon, shrouded in black mist, sat before him, pouring out his grievances.

All I can do is try to calm my mind and imagine that demon as just an ordinary little girl confiding in me.

It eased the suffering in that demon's heart.

She had a feeling that if she had said the wrong thing, she might have been pinned down on the spot, and a scene of "fragrant flowers and shady moon" would have unfolded.

In her imagination... little by little, the little girl's features began to emerge.

She looks exactly like that girl from before.

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"Layman!"

"Master!!!"

The girl called Aying shook Sorrowful Hermit's arm vigorously.

The woman finally snapped out of her daze, realizing that her back was soaked in cold sweat.

Sorrowful Hermit could only chant in his heart again and again the mantra of seeing one's true nature and purifying oneself.

But in her heart... she was still thinking about the girl who had pinched her lotus finger, and... the inner demon who had confided in her.

"Ah Ying?" The Sorrowful Hermit looked at the girl beside him.

"Master...look there!" The girl pointed to the other side of Xingtian Square.

The Starry Sky Plaza was divided into hundreds of areas like a chessboard, where young cultivators were sparring and exchanging blows.

Following the direction the girl pointed, the Sorrowful Hermit saw it.

Not only did she see it, but countless onlookers in the stands also saw it.

On a dueling platform on the other side of Starry Sky Square... a girl in a fiery robe hangs barefoot in the air.

What's most eye-catching... isn't the fiery robe on the girl's body that looks like it's about to burst into flames.

Instead, it was the fiery red waves of hair burning brightly behind her head.

Inflammation is the cause —

The girl was full of charm and grace.

She raised her right hand, and her fiery robe slipped down, revealing the girl's fair arm.

A wave of incandescent flames, almost like the sun, gathered behind her.

"Kagerou—"

"Garuda born of moisture!!!"

A giant, blazing bird spread its wings behind her.

She gazed at the stands, as if sensing something... looking at the empty seats.

"You're here, aren't you..."

"You'll appear here, won't you..."

A girl burning with passion chases after... a goal that seems forever out of reach.

Chapter 380 "The Bird of Blaze," "The Land of Death"—Master's Creditors *2 [First Update, 4K Words]

The blazing flames crackled and popped.

A giant, almost entirely golden bird spread its wings behind the girl, with only its wrathful, eagle-beak-like mouth being a vibrant emerald green.

A giant, burning bird soars and spreads its wings above Starry Sky Plaza.

Even the barrier that isolated the battle was shaking violently.

In front of Ming Zhongqing, the girl who had just entered the Nascent Soul Realm bit her thin lips tightly, her shoulders trembling because of the giant bird's imposing presence.

"What...is this...?"

I originally thought that with my Nascent Soul Realm cultivation, even if I wasn't absolutely certain of getting a spot, I should at least fight my way through several rounds before being eliminated.

"but..."

"but..."

She looked up at the girl's figure.

That figure seemed to be burning all over.

The wispy flames, like a veil, completely concealed the girl's last imperfections, leaving her flawless.

A beautiful girl who can pull off a high forehead must be top-tier in terms of looks.

Perhaps she is not as good as Shi Yan, nor as good as Xia Xia.

But no matter what... in Nanjun City, the girls are among the most beautiful women.

Ming Zhongqing, who possesses the innate fortune of being exceptionally intelligent and is also considered a beautiful woman, naturally has a very dignified and elegant appearance.

The tangled, fiery hair danced in the waves of flame, completely filling in the last gap.

Ming Zhongqing looked down at the girl.

The same eyes seemed to be burning, as if firelight was about to overflow from the corners.

Even a lion needs to exert its full strength to hunt a rabbit.

She believed...that guy would definitely show up in such a lively place.

Therefore... I absolutely cannot lose.

I want her to see me at my most radiant, my most vibrant.

Regardless of her opponent's cultivation level, she will give it her all.

"Feel sorry--"

With his raised right hand seemingly grasping the sun, Ming Zhongqing looked at the trembling girl.

"I...can't lose."

"Am I just that unlucky..." The girl looked at the second 'sun' gathering in the sky.

Perhaps it's because of the barrier.

The barefoot girl hovering in mid-air seemed even more dazzling than the sun.

"Could she have failed to get a spot at some holy site and then come to the fishpond to fry fish?"

I originally thought I came to the fishpond to hunt, and that I would be lucky enough to qualify directly.