Ruan Ruoyin removed her SIM card to avoid receiving strange calls and text messages.
They were affecting her gaming experience.
Switching back to The Path of Cultivation for the Peerless Demon Lord, she felt her gloomy mood improve considerably as she watched the adorable chibi character meditating and cultivating with a solemn expression.
On the screen, the chibi character had his eyes closed, his long eyelashes dark and thick. Around him swirled two dazzling streams of energy—one icy blue, the other deep purple—intertwining and rotating as if performing a sacred ritual.
For some reason, Ruan Ruoyin wanted to take a screenshot of this moment to commemorate Zaizai’s first cultivation session.
However, when she tapped the screen with three fingers, nothing happened.
“Huh?”
“System, does your game not allow screenshots?”
The game system responded: 【Yes, player. Since the game is currently in beta testing, screenshots cannot be taken within the game.】
“Oh,” Ruan Ruoyin replied.
She then grabbed a spare phone and aimed it at the game screen to take a photo.
If she couldn’t take screenshots in the game, she could just use another phone to take a picture, right?
Just as Ruan Ruoyin was feeling proud of her cleverness, she noticed that the photo taken with the spare phone’s camera was completely black—nothing was captured.
?
Where did her Zaizai go?
Such a big Zaizai had just disappeared?
Ruan Ruoyin had plenty of spare phones. She dug them out, charged each one, and opened their cameras one by one. But every time she aimed at the game screen, the display turned black.
Finally, she understood: it wasn’t a problem with the phones but with the game itself.
The game must have employed high-tech anti-photography technology, preventing her from capturing any images from the game!
She had been foolish.
Ruan Ruoyin deflated. She coldly pushed the spare phones aside and said, “It’s fine. If I can’t take screenshots, then I won’t. I don’t care anyway. Zaizai is in my heart.”
The game system: …
Ruan Ruoyin quickly cheered up. She used a “Time Acceleration Card” to speed up Zaizai’s cultivation time, eagerly awaiting the return of her lively and adorable Zaizai.
Time accelerated instantly.
The two distinct streams of energy around the chibi character retreated into his dantian. Immediately afterward, a line of golden text appeared above his head:
【Mystic Realm, Seventh Layer.】
Ruan Ruoyin: “…”
Zaizai cultivated this fast?
He had no cultivation base before starting, and only about twenty days had passed in the game, yet he had jumped an entire major realm?
Tsk, as expected of a future Demon Lord—his talent was truly heaven-defying.
Impressed by Zaizai’s innate talent, Ruan Ruoyin rewarded him with a large meat bun.
She had spent a lot on various small items, stocking up on 999 copies of every food she could think of. Whenever she wanted to give something to Zaizai, she could simply drag it out from her backpack—extremely convenient.
Fu Ruheng, now holding a bun, was still a bit dazed. His eyes still held the sharp coldness from cultivation, but as the warm steam from the bun wafted over him, the coldness immediately dissipated. His eyes curved into a gentle, soft expression.
“Thank you.”
Fu Ruheng knew that the person liked his face. If he acted obediently, that person would spoil him even more. So, he pretended to be the opposite of his true personality.
A familiar soft sensation brushed against his hand, and Fu Ruheng’s lips curled into a pleased smile.
See, this was the reward for being obedient.
That person was holding his hand again.
Fu Ruheng dawdled as he finished the bun. He wiped the stains from his hands, looked up at the void, and said, “Do you hate it when I kill people?”
Now that he had cultivation, he wanted revenge, but he was afraid that person would think him cruel by nature, so he didn’t dare charge straight into the Avoid Sword Sect.
Ruan Ruoyin had read the game’s plot summary. Zaizai only killed evil people, never innocent ones. So if Zaizai ever killed someone, that person was definitely not good.
Ruan Ruoyin poked Zaizai’s little cheek, indicating she didn’t mind.
She wasn’t a saint. She wouldn’t hate it if Zaizai punished evildoers or anything like that.
She wished Zaizai would be even more ruthless, so he could stand firm in the cutthroat Cultivation World.
Fu Ruheng breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving the response. As long as she didn’t hate it, he could go all out in seeking revenge.
Fu Ruheng had wondered: What if that person didn’t like him killing people?
What would his solution be?
His solution was to listen to that person and not kill.
As long as that person was happy.
Not killing didn’t mean he couldn’t take revenge. He could find a way to cripple those people from the Avoid Sword Sect, making them spend the rest of their lives in pain and despair.
That method would still count as revenge.
Fu Ruheng wanted to destroy the Avoid Sword Sect, not just because its young sect master had dug out his Spiritual Root talent, but mainly because the Avoid Sword Sect was an evil sect.
Every disciple in the sect, from top to bottom, had blood on their hands.
Although the Avoid Sword Sect was a small sect, it recruited many disciples every year, all of them arrogant, domineering, and treating human life like dirt.
These disciples didn’t like cultivating; what they loved most was banding together to rob lone cultivators.
Cultivators who were weak but unwilling to hand over their possessions would be brutally killed and dismembered by the Avoid Sword Sect’s disciples, their body parts fed to the vicious dogs kept in the sect.
Within the Avoid Sword Sect’s territory, the most common sound was the howling of vicious dogs feasting on flesh.
The group of Avoid Sword Sect disciples Fu Ruheng encountered in the Heavenly Sword Forest had intended to kill him for his treasures and feed him to the dogs. If not for Fu Ruheng’s Demon Lord foundation, he would have long become a ghost in a dog’s mouth.
A small bubble appeared above the Chibi Character’s head.
It showed an image of Zaizai being bitten by a pitch-black dog’s mouth.
The dog’s mouth was huge, and the thin Zaizai lay dying, his lips pale, blood flowing freely.
Ruan Ruoyin: “…”
What the hell, daring to bite her Zaizai?!
Ruan Ruoyin wasn’t stupid. The bubble wouldn’t show such an image for no reason. This was probably a hint from the game to the player, or rather, a warning.
Had new plot been triggered?
Connecting it to what Zaizai had just asked her, “Do you hate it when I kill people?”
Zaizai must be planning to seek revenge!
Those people must have hurt Zaizai, and Zaizai was going to kill them!
If he killed them, Zaizai wouldn’t be bitten by a dog!
Having grasped Zaizai’s thoughts, Ruan Ruoyin felt inexplicably excited.
Thinking of the cool scene of Zaizai killing people, Ruan Ruoyin got worked up.
She nudged Zaizai and pushed open the door to the alchemy room.
With a chuunibyou declaration, she said, “Go, Zaizai, slaughter those scoundrels!”
“I will be your strongest support!”
Seeing the door open, Fu Ruheng was slightly stunned.
Did that person open the door to let him out?
Did she guess he was going to kill someone?
Fu Ruheng pressed down his rising lips, his cool, beautiful brows carrying a trace of almost imperceptible fondness. How could she be so clever?
He didn’t even need to say it, and that person already understood his meaning.
Feeling warmth in his heart, Fu Ruheng softly said, “The scene later might make you uncomfortable, remember to close your eyes.”
Ruan Ruoyin nodded.
Remembering that Zaizai couldn’t see her nodding, she quickly shook Zaizai’s pale white fingers.
Fu Ruheng lowered his gaze and chuckled softly. Wrapping himself in the black robe, he confidently walked out of the alchemy room.
He headed toward the main base of the Sword Avoidance Sect at a steady pace.
His tall and upright figure bathed in the holy sunlight, yet it was filled with a dark, murderous aura of sin.