After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

Seeing Jun Qianrou's appearance, the tavern proprietress slowly raised the long, black knife in her hand.

The long sword was already soaked in blood.

My own... my own... still my own...

With the blessing of the "First-Ever Demon Lord" who had accumulated a thousand years of rage, even Jun Qianrou, who had just stepped into the Immortal Ascension Realm, was not someone Mo Shu could easily withstand.

But she did not back down—

But she was not afraid.

Clutching the long, black sword, letting the blood seep into her fingertips, she suddenly burst into laughter.

Her left hand hung down, and on her slender wrist was a lovely jade ornament tied with a thin red string.

Her eyes were slightly lowered, and her slender fingertips gripped the jade ornament.

The one standing in front of Jun Qianrou right now... is no longer some clone created by a secret technique.

Standing before Jun Qianrou right now is Mo Shu in her true form.

She gently grasped the jade ornament in her hand, as if she had regained her confidence.

at this time--

"Azure Lotus Sword Sect"...

The cluster of pale pink flames had already begun to burn fiercely.

From the moment the tavern owner died at Jun Qianrou's hands, Shi Yan ignited the flames of "Phoenix Feather" without hesitation.

He didn't even say a word to Fate.

Left speechless and trembling, with no idea what had happened, wanting to speak but afraid of upsetting Shi Yan and canceling the "resurrection"... Tianming could only bite his lip and suppress his presence, trembling.

Looking down at the mortal world from the dead realm, Shi Yan caught the tavern owner's movements.

That was a completely different action from the previous Mo Shus.

"Hurry up—"

"Faster!!"

Su Guo's limbs slowly outlined their shape in the flames.

It's like finding the differences.

Among a thousand identical Mo Shu, one Mo Shu suddenly revealed such a joyful smile and grasped an ornament that none of the other Mo Shu wore on their wrists.

The underlying meaning... made Shi Yan extremely anxious.

That is the true form—

Although Mo Shu didn't say it, the answer had already surfaced in Shi Yan's mind.

"Hurry up, hurry up!!"

Shi Yan stared intently at "Frosty Rainbow Valley" without blinking.

Jun Qianrou looked at Mo Shu in front of her. The girl gently lifted her foot and then frowned.

The girl's delicate high heels were embedded in the ice.

Because Shi Yan seemed to really like how she looked in high heels, the way she looked at her always seemed like she wanted to grab her slender ankles...

Therefore, after returning from Nanjun City, Jun Qianrou always wore those strappy, stiletto high heels.

With a cold expression, she gently kicked her feet, pulling her slender toes out of her shoes.

The girl, Su Guo, stepped onto the ice.

She gazed at Mo Shu.

The composure in her eyes gave the tavern owner a feeling that... this was the greatest respect a girl could show her.

Although not a single hair on her head was cut off.

Despite his best efforts, he could only tear the girl's clothes to shreds. Then... they quickly healed in the demonic energy and became even more alluring.

but--

His own attack was enough to make her take off her shoes.

This is her respect for herself.

Gritting her teeth, Mo Shu gripped the knife tightly in her hand.

Jun Qianrou could see the tavern owner's displeasure, and she could also see that... the woman in front of her was making her last stand.

"You could have sent all of yourself together... that might have increased your chances of winning."

"My goal is not to defeat you." The black and red knife was pointed at Jun Qianrou.

"I said..."

“I have a reason why I must stand here—”

"As long as I'm alive... I won't let you go down the mountain."

“Uh…” Looking at the unwavering woman, Jun Qianrou suddenly fell silent.

A moment later, she stretched out her hand, and a chill swirled around it.

After the tavern owner who cast the Frost and Snow spell, along with all the other tavern owners who had fallen before, were buried in the snow-covered mountains by the frost-blue ice and snow.

Jun Qianrou, possessing the "Frosty Soft Body," took away that portion of the law, "This time..."

"I won't kill you."

Gazing at Mo Shu, this is the last bit of tenderness from the girl named Jun Qianrou.

"I will only seal you in this snow-capped mountain."

"If what you say is true... Shi Yan will definitely come to save you in three days."

After bestowing this tenderness, Jun Qianrou was determined to step into the endless abyss, and her crimson eyes gradually turned lifeless.

She didn't say what would happen if Mo Shu was lying.

But... both of them understood in their hearts.

If Mo Shu is lying, then she is as good as dead.

However, she won't lose out either.

Because this world also perished along with her.

But... just as Jun Qianrou was about to give up this last bit of tenderness, she suddenly saw... the woman in front of her smiling brightly.

"unnecessary--"

"Absolutely...unnecessary—"

The tavern owner clenched her left hand tightly. "I've lived for far too long."

"It lasted so long that it suffocated me."

"So long..."

"It made me forget my former name."

"Forgot the past."

"Forgot everything."

The woman's soft narration seemed to belong to a story that didn't belong to this thousand-year-old tale.

"But there is one thing I have never forgotten."

"That is the teacher's words..."

"younger sister……"

"He's definitely not dead."

Hearing Mo Shu's sudden change in addressing Shi Yan, Jun Qianrou frowned.

"die--"

"For me, it may just be a relief."

She looked at Jun Qianrou, her dark red eyes suddenly seeming to blaze with boundless light, "But—"

"If you think you can climb down the mountain from my corpse..."

"Let's give it a try!"

Jun Qianrou looked at Mo Shu with her brows furrowed.

This guy has been killed countless times... where does he get his confidence from? Where does he get that sure-fire self-assurance?

Holding the serpent sword, the crimson blade was tinged with a frosty blue by Jun Qianrou's chilling aura.

She does what she says—

This time... she won't kill her.

She was simply frozen forever in this frost and snow.

Perhaps... a thousand years, ten thousand years, or even longer—

When spiritual energy diminishes, civilization falls.

The so-called cultivation of immortality has become a legendary story.

That's when she will be dug up again.

Jun Qianrou swung her sword at Mo Shu.

The frost-blue sword made a creaking, teeth-grinding sound as it froze.

In the eyes of the tavern owner, it seemed as if a frosty blue world was rolling towards her.

In that frosty blue world, the girl sat regally on the throne, draped in pine needles and crowned with snow.

"You have exhausted all the laws and principles of this world."

"What...can you use to stop me?"