Chapter 8 Part 2
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Chapter 8: The Kidnapping of Morals (2)
This is not the ending she had hoped for!
“Hahaha—”
“Ji ji ji—”
Strange laughter echoed through the nether prison.
Drifting ghosts were linked together, forming chains that resembled massive tentacles protruding from the darkness.
Come and let’s be happy together!
With a shrill sound, a tentacle lunged toward Bai Lian.
She instinctively reached for the Dirt Free Sword, but her hand grasped nothing.
The tentacle pierced straight through her heart.
“Ahhhhhh, I’m dying!”
Bai Lian screamed in agony within her mind.
What happens if the Yin Yuan Immortal Mirror captures you?
Her thoughts became overwhelmed by vivid, horrifying images—R18 CG after R18 CG.
Some versions of “Elder Martial Sister Bai Lian” turned into unconscious ghosts.
Some became battle-hardened “fighting machines,” thirsty for combat.
Some were reduced to mere puppets controlled by the mirror.
Others died instantly.
In short, none of them had a happy ending.
What should I do now?
Bai Lian felt deeply distressed.
She could no longer serve her master out of filial piety.
The dream of painting family portraits and making clothes for her master had become unattainable.
Her ultimate goal—bringing joy to everyone—vanished like a fragile bubble.
Her thoughts turned to her dear Martial Sisters.
Younger Second Martial Sister, you will have to face Yingzhou alone in ten years.
Younger Third Martial Sister, now that your hatred is gone, you must learn to coexist with your inner demon.
Younger Fourth Martial Sister, I trust that one day, you will achieve your revenge with your own strength.
And then there were others—Jade Rabbit, Si Yunshang, Qing Luan…
As she bid them farewell, countless faces flashed through Bai Lian’s mind.
This reality is truly desperate!
Bai Lian felt nothing but despair as her hand instinctively pressed against her chest.
Ouch!
It hurt. It hurt like…
“Hmm?”
Bai Lian’s eyes abruptly flew open.
Where is this pain coming from?
She rubbed her chest, feeling a slight ache. But it was not the agony she had imagined—it was the excitement from moments earlier.
Bai Lian blinked, her gaze shifting to the tentacle-like projections lunging toward her.
As soon as they made contact with her body, they dissipated instantly, as if scorched by an invisible fire.
“…?”
Bai Lian recalled the malicious intent that had tried to overtake her. The principle appeared to be the same.
Does this mean I don’t have to die?
Her spirits immediately lifted.
“Here, take some more!”
Suddenly, a task window appeared before her:
[Task 1: Shout, ‘Evil demons! You are nothing more than that!’ (Reward: Hard Skill +4)]
[Task 2: Pretend to be weak (Reward: Medical Skill +2)]
“…”
Bai Lian pressed her chest again and sighed deeply.
Ah, I think I’m going to die.
Her body trembled.
—
“Oh no.”
Mu Yisheng clenched his fists.
He had known from the start that breaking through Bai Lian’s defenses would not be easy.
But there was no need for fear—he had long been preparing to attack her both internally and externally.
Bai Lian wasn’t invincible.
Though she could easily burn away the ghosts, her one obvious weakness as a Natural Saint was her compassion.
Love.
In other words, her sickening sense of morality.
If Bai Lian believed that someone she cared about was in danger because of her, it would surely disrupt her focus.
That would be his moment to strike, inserting the ghosts into her body and taking over her mind.
With this in mind, Mu Yisheng said coldly, “Bai Lian, the truth is, we came to the Duxian sect today because of you!”
“…?”
“If you stop resisting and willingly surrender to the Yin Yuan Immortal Mirror, we will leave the Duxian sect immediately.”
Do you take me for a fool?
Mu Yisheng smirked and continued, “I recall you and your master are very close, correct?”
“…?”
“If you hesitate any longer, my associates will act against your master. You wouldn’t want to see your master perish, would you?”
Bai Lian froze.
Could this really be true?
If Mu Yisheng’s words were genuine, wouldn’t An Lan be alerted that something terrible had happened to the Duxian sect?
Amazing!
Thank you, villain!
“You beast!”
Bai Lian scowled, her voice seething with fury.
At that moment, it seemed as though the weight of the world rested on her shoulders.
—
“It’s working!”
Mu Yisheng celebrated inwardly.
Heh.
Seeing an opening, he added, “And your Martial Sisters—one, two, three… They are all good children with great potential. Even if you don’t think about yourself, shouldn’t you at least consider them?”
“…”
Bai Lian lowered her head, her back hunching further.
She appeared to be engaged in an intense internal struggle.
—
Oh!
Mu Yisheng let out a sneer.
Morality is a burden.
Individuals who lack morals will not face such issues.
“Bai Lian, you don’t have much time left to decide. If you continue to hesitate, that tree outside will…”
“Sinner!”
At that moment, a sudden bellow echoed through the sky.
Mu Yisheng tilted his head upwards and saw Gaoyi suddenly emerging from the bamboo forest.
“Hmph!”
Mu Yisheng sauntered towards Bai Lian at a leisurely pace.
“If you even think of making a move, I’ll end Bai Lian’s life right here and now!”
Gaoyi’s body froze.
He was too scared to act.
He couldn’t bear to watch Bai Lian die before his very eyes.
Ah, so this is what they call a good person.
Mu Yisheng thought for a moment, rolled his eyes at Gaoyi, and left him be. He then turned to Bai Lian and said, “You have fifteen minutes. If you don’t surrender after that, I’ll spare neither you nor your master and Martial Sisters.”
Son of a bitch!
Gaoyi was furious, but he was helpless. All he could do was pray silently in his heart.
Don’t be deceived by this wicked creature, Bai Lian!