After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

Someone is criticizing themselves.

As for who it is... Yunmengming can guess without even thinking.

Under the heavens... the only person who can secretly criticize you without you even realizing it is a shameless fellow.

The girl looked at her older sister, who was biting her lip and staring at her, and clenched her fists tighter and tighter.

Fate told her that this time she had to completely crush that guy.

Their souls scattered and their spirits vanished, turning to ashes and smoke.

But... looking at the Cloud Dream Machine in front of me, a voice inside my heart was saying—

If I kill her, my sister will be angry.

"Perhaps it was fate, Yunmeng's life was precisely controlled by Shi Yan to the point of death."

Open the character attribute panel.

Carefully lifting the girl in his arms, Shi Yan let Yun Susu rest her head on his shoulder.

The girl's toes were slightly curled up, and she looked obediently nestled in Shi Yan's arms.

Shi Yan was tending to Yun Susu's soul.

She could sense the sacrifices Yun Susu had made to pull her back from the edge of those years. She gently got up and walked towards the girl's boudoir.

They were very familiar with the process.

Previously, when he secretly observed the interior of the Tanlou using the eyes of the Garbhadhatu Mandala, Shi Yan already had a good understanding of its layout.

Let alone where a girl's boudoir is.

Even the scrolls and silks that the girls secretly hid, Shi Yan knew exactly where they were hidden.

Pushing open the door, a faint, enchanting fragrance still lingered in the room.

It's like the fragrance on a girl's body.

Shi Yan carefully placed the girl on the bed and pulled up the covers.

Before Shi Yan could make any further move, Yun Susu's small hand had already gently tugged at Shi Yan's sleeve.

Girls are not very strong.

If Shi Yan were willing... he could easily pry open a girl's hands.

However, Shi Yan did not do that.

After thinking for a moment, she took off her shoes and socks, and then slowly lay down against the edge of the girl's body.

Shi Yan's movements were very gentle.

It was as if he was afraid of disturbing the girl.

Although the most important thing right now is Xiaxia's matter.

But... Master Yan felt that he had not yet fully mastered the "Seventeen-Year Cicada".

Shi Yan himself wouldn't feel comfortable using it directly on Xia Xia or infusing it into her.

Ideally... it would be to wait until the girl wakes up and then have more conversations with Yun Susu.

Only when you are familiar with the "Seventeen-Year Cicada" can you perform it better.

Moreover... Shi Yan felt a burning pain on his face.

She stretched out her hand, and in the dim moonlight, Shi Yan could vaguely see the bloodstains on her fingertips.

Those were the bloodstains that had been wiped off his face earlier.

This is terrible.

Because... that was the sword wind that rippled out from the aftershocks of the "Slaying Loulan" a thousand years ago.

The story behind the "Seventeen-Year Cicada" is... a little beyond Shi Yan's imagination.

This made her even more hesitant to test the experiment directly on Xiaxia.

Shi Yan held Yun Susu's small hand tightly, and the snow-white spiritual energy nourished Yun Susu's soul silently.

Yun Susu's bed wasn't big; it was only slightly wider than Shi Hongqi's, who was in the worst situation.

However... because of the position of the girl lying flat, Shi Yan still had almost half of her body hanging off the bed.

But it doesn't really matter.

The main task tonight... is still to help Yun Susu manage her soul.

As Shi Yan looked at the girl under the moonlight, the spiritual energy of his "Snow Cold Technique" surged a little too quickly, and a few muffled sounds of bitterness escaped from the girl's mouth.

Shi Yan quickly slowed down his spiritual energy, then reached out and gently smoothed the girl's furrowed brows.

She slept fully clothed.

While helping Yun Susu manage her soul, he was also comprehending the "Seventeen-Year Cicada".

This was the most bizarre and unbelievable technique that Shi Yan found most intriguing.

The technique that escapes the long river of time.

Through the eyes of the Womb Mandala… Master Yan looked down upon the mortal world from beyond the nine heavens.

This time... the world presented itself to her in a completely different and magnificent way.

The mortal world is a cycle of illusion and rebirth, nebulae gather, and stars are born only to vanish again.

In the eyes of the Womb Mandala, the past and future of the world are like pages of a book. She gazes at the whole world as if she were looking at a painting. With just one glance, she has seen all of time.

To be honest... Shi Yan didn't feel like he understood; instead, he felt even more confused.

However, in the eyes of the womb mandala, the girl's figure became clearer and more distinctive, and also more fragrant and lovely.

She allowed the girl to exercise her authority as if she were a child exploring the adult world.

When the warm winter sun shone on his face, Shi Yan was awakened by a damp sensation.

Opening his eyes, he saw Yun Susu's almost panicked gaze, "Shiyan..."

"Teacher's words..."

The girl frantically shook Shi Yan's arm.

"I'm fine..." Shi Yan looked at Yun Susu with almost weary eyes, feeling as if he had never been so tired before.

Frowning as she explored, she then sensed... the unusual, snow-white spiritual energy within her body that didn't belong to her.

My body was so tired that I could barely stand up.

dong dong——

My heart seemed to skip a beat.

Did I... mess up?

Part 457: It crashed, but not completely. [First update, 4K]

I was so tired that even lifting a finger seemed difficult.

Suppressing the bitterness in her eyes, Shi Yan covered her face with her right hand.

She tried hard to recall what had happened last night.

To be honest... I can't remember.

My mind was a complete blur, filled with memories. The dizziness felt like I'd just gotten off a roller coaster, my brain feeling like it was being shaken around in a watery can.

Even my body feels like it no longer belongs to me.

"Hmm..." A long breath mixed with mist.

Sensing the snow-colored spiritual energy within his body that clearly did not belong to him, Shi Yan couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Is this what it feels like to be flipped over by a car?

Shi Yan put his hand on Yun Susu's shoulder.

"Master... Yan..." The girl awkwardly propped herself up, sensing a small wisp of spiritual energy strangely... climbing into her internal organs along her meridians.

That strange feeling was something Yun Susu had never experienced before.

She wanted to escape... yet she also wanted to snuggle into Shi Yan's arms.

Shi Yan gently stroked Yun Susu's face.

The girl's situation seems to be even worse than hers.

If Shi Yan's body was completely empty, with only a trace of Yun Susu's spiritual energy remaining...

The vast spiritual energy within Yun Susu's body, belonging to the peak of the Tribulation Transcending Realm and the half-step Enlightenment Realm, had completely vanished.

The pitiful Nascent Soul little duck sat on the ground inside the Purple Mansion, curiously and tearfully reaching out to touch the wisp of spiritual energy that had come from the outside world.

Then... he fell backward with a thud.

The spiritual energy that had been painstakingly gathered from heaven and earth suddenly dissipated.

The little bit of spiritual energy within her body was a result of Yun Susu's hard work in accumulating it.

Shi Yan could even surmise that... before he awoke, Yun Susu must have poured almost all her spiritual energy into him.

The girl's primordial spirit has been almost squeezed out into primordial spirit juice.

Judging from this... I probably wasn't hit by a car overturning.

Instead... she was cared for until dawn.

Honestly... what am I even thinking?

Yun Susu isn't the tavern owner, so why would she do such a despicable thing?

With his hand on the girl's shoulder, Shi Yan gently stroked Yun Susu's soft hair.

Unlike many girls with long, elegant hair that reaches their waist or ankles, Yun Susu's short hair, which just reaches her shoulders, has a unique and charming feel.

Her eyes seemed to be brimming with tears. The girl slightly hunched her neck and used all her strength to prop herself up, creating a tiny distance between herself and Shi Yan.