After school, he was then offered himself to a succubus

It's obvious that the organization has become corrupt. Even a random henchman like Zhang Chen dares to slander Chunyang Daoist. She has lost all hope in the organization.

She wanted to do it herself.

She is definitely not the only person or demon in this world who remembers Chunyang Daoist.

For example... Lin Yinmeng, Li Yinuo.

Their new songs and books are completely different from their previous styles, and it's not hard to figure out a storyline... If Jiang Rou's judgment is correct, this series of stories is based on the real experiences of Chunyang Daoren.

I then examined all the works of these two talented women in detail from this perspective. Although the stories are scattered and disorganized, they all share a core theme...

wait.

Who are they waiting for?

Jiang Rou happens to be a fairly large blogger on Zhihu. A while ago, when Lin Yinmeng and Li Yinuo released new works at the same time, she spent over 100,000 yuan of her pocket money to buy a few trending topics, hoping that more people would see them.

Recently, she has been updating her posts intensively, starting with revealing the most popular works by Li Yinuo and Lin Yinmeng, which has attracted a lot of attention.

However... in the end, it was all hype and no substance. Most people were only curious about the stories the two authors told, without considering whether the stories were true or who they were actually waiting for...

"Ugh..."

After crossing the road, the passion in the girl's heart seemed to be blown away by the airflow of passing vehicles.

She glanced at the carefree mouse, then her eyes suddenly lit up. "Um, can I take a picture of you and post it online? Can you do a backflip?"

"Squeak?" The eldest rat pointed to himself in confusion, then shook his head in refusal.

If a photo of a squeak is posted online, it will be terrifying; it can only be posted on the dark web.

It's a good rat! It only scares bad people who browse the dark web!

And it can't do backflips; only the cat in the house can.

"Is it not okay..." Jiang Rou said disappointedly, but after thinking about it carefully, she figured that if she took the picture, it would just be considered as an AI-generated image.

Reaching the alley entrance, the fat rat seemed to know the way very well. He went over and kicked the white dog, then saluted the black dog.

Jiang Rou was stunned for a moment, then went over to check the black dog's breathing... it had stopped.

The attraction she had felt for the puppy had vanished.

Her grandmother told her that her ancestors were actually flower fairies of the Bitter Love Tree, who later mated with humans and had offspring.

If you sense a close person or animal nearby, it may be carrying pollen from the Bitter Love Tree flower. Be sure to collect it and return it to the Pure Yang Daoist one day.

Finally, she will be used by the Pure Yang Daoist as a pollinating flower... I don't know how she will be used.

But to be used by that lord... is simply an unparalleled happiness.

In her family, there is only one girl in each generation, who is tasked with collecting pollen.

This was the first time she had encountered a creature carrying pollen, but it disappeared as soon as she arrived.

Who took it?

Thinking back carefully, she wondered if she was seeing things, but she thought she had caught a glimpse of Zhang Chen in the chaos...

Thinking of this, Jiang Rou was startled. Given Zhang Chen's attitude towards the Pure Yang Daoist, would he destroy the pollen...?

Pollen is extremely important. If she doesn't collect enough, and Chunyang Daoist asks her for more... then she'll have to produce it herself... and she can't produce too much anyway.

The girl's cheeks flushed instantly. That kind of thing was absolutely unacceptable! It would offend the eyes of the Pure Yang Daoist!

"Squeak?"

"Wang!"

"Squeak!"

At this moment, the white dog at his feet woke up and seemed to be communicating with the fat rat. The rat kept sighing, as if it was complaining about the dog's low intelligence.

Jiang Rou paused again. She'd seen it since they were little; both puppies had indeed contracted severe canine distemper... but now, one had recovered, and the other had just died...

She also wanted to take the puppy to the vet.

Was it Zhang Chen who intervened? What level of cultivator is he...?

As far as she knew, cultivators who could heal the sick and save lives were all extremely powerful beings. Did such people still exist in modern times?

Thinking of this, Jiang Rou couldn't help but swallow hard, relieved that she hadn't started arguing with Zhang Chen. What if Zhang Chen had a bad temper...

If someone were to seek revenge against such a practitioner, they wouldn't even know how they died.

With a heavy heart, Jiang Rou picked up the weak white dog and took it to the vet. She then took the fat rat to buy several cases of iced tea.

As for the black dog's body... it was carried away by a few rats, who seemed to be planning to bury it somewhere.

After drinking a bottle of iced tea with the fat mouse in a daze, Jiang Rou sat in the school park, let out a small burp, and couldn't help but feel lonely.

Can she really find the Pure Yang Daoist? Can she really make the Pure Yang Daoist great again...?

Alternatively, listen to your father and live an ordinary life... get married, have children, carry on the family line, and see yourself as a human being, not a half-human, half-demon.

The girl's eyebrows and eyes were slightly lowered.

Having witnessed such a wise and powerful immortal, how could she possibly be interested in a mortal boy?

She would be willing to be a slave to the Pure Yang Daoist.

It's decided! I won't die if I can't marry someone like the Pure Yang Daoist in this lifetime!

Having made up her mind, Jiang Rou took out the book that was very important to her—actually, it was her notebook, which contained all her research and fantasies about the Pure Yang Daoist...

The first page reads:

Just how handsome is Chunyang Daoren?

Hmm... I guess it's the kind of boyish face with a weathered look in his eyes, sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a jawline as sharp as a knife... Just thinking about it makes me excited!

"Squeak!"

The rat demon, seemingly seeing her bored, chirped twice and then began writing on the ground:

'You should repay my boss! He's the one who healed your arm injury! You must repay him with your body!'

"Your boss?" Jiang Rou laughed awkwardly. "But I'm a human being, how can I marry him?"

"He's human too!" the Rat Boss wrote again. "I guarantee you'll feel like you're flying! There's no one in this world who can reproduce more prolifically than him!"

"..." Jiang Rou was confused, only assuming that the rat demon had a more unrestrained way of thinking. "So your boss is..."

"I'm Zhang Chen, true to my word! Hurry up and have his babies! I'm so afraid he'll explode from constipation!"

"what?"

Jiang Rou was stunned, her pupils dilated and contracted sharply, and her brain went blank for a moment...

At first glance, she didn't notice anything approaching from behind, nor did she notice the book in her hand disappear.

"Squeak!" The eldest rat seemed to have seen some terrifying monster, and screamed twice in panic before running away at top speed.

Jiang Rou belatedly realized that her hands were empty, and when she turned around, her mind was also blank.

"Hmm..." A middle school girl who looked only thirteen or fourteen years old had a sweet face with a faint sense of melancholy and brokenness, making her both cute and pitiful.

The girl somehow managed to snatch her book and started flipping through it, shaking her head as she read.

"You are..." Jiang Rou was filled with trepidation. She wondered if she had known too much, and if her online comments had caused some impact, and the organization had sent someone to silence her...

Because she saw that the girl's bare feet did not touch the ground, and her whole body was floating.

"I am... what am I?" The girl frowned, staring at the book in her hands, lost in thought for a long time. "Oh, I'm just like you..."

"Hmm... let me think... it's all because of his inferiority complex?" the girl said hesitantly, as if it were a serious matter.

What the heck is "inferiority complex"?

"Oh, you've got it backwards..."

"You said it backwards?" Jiang Rou was completely puzzled. She watched as the cute little girl in front of her suddenly grew taller and her appearance became mature and charming, instantly transforming from a little girl into a mature woman.

Then, as if she had suddenly become much smarter, she slapped her forehead and said:

"I remember now, it's the opposite of inferiority complex."

"antonym..."

"Yes, it's humility."

After saying that, the mature woman shrank back to her middle school student form as if she had collapsed from exhaustion. She cutely clenched her little hands and let out a soft "Awoo!" in a childish voice.

Suddenly, a dragon's roar echoed in the sky, accompanied by lightning and thunder.

...

"It's thundering again."

Unable to find Shen Nianxi, Zhang Chen decided to rest under the peach tree. Just then, a bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, as if urging him not to slack off.

He looked at the sky and felt something was amiss. Just as the dark clouds were about to disperse, a sudden clap of thunder rang out from a clear sky.

"Ouch! You almost killed me!" The peach blossom fairy ran down from the tree and squinted when she saw Zhang Chen.

"It's you again? Didn't we just meet?"

It wasn't just now; it actually happened more than a week ago.

But for this flower fairy, only a moment had passed.

"Huh? Why do you smell like a flower maiden?" The peach blossom fairy leaned closer to him and sniffed. "Ah! It's the flower maiden from the Bitter Love Tree!"

"You can smell it?" Zhang Chen opened his palm, revealing two cotton-like balls of pollen from the bitter love tree.

"Of course! I'm a flower fairy too!" The peach blossom fairy suddenly ran back to the tree and started rummaging through the tree hole...

A moment later, she jumped down, holding a cotton ball just like the one in Zhang Chen's hand in her small, delicate hands.

"See? I have one too!"

Zhang Chen was stunned, because this was the pollen of the Bitter Love Tree.

"Hmph, do you want it?"

The peach blossom fairy made a face and explained:

“When Brother Gu Jun was playing hide-and-seek with me, this pollen drifted onto me on the wind.”