Volume 2, Chapter 157 – You, Don’t Want Your Life Anymore?

Qu Qingtang clutched her chest.

She wanted to use her Venerable Saint spiritual power to forcibly expel the poison within her body.

However, every time she tried to mobilize her spiritual power, the drug on her flower bud would suddenly erupt.

The intense stimulation would always, at critical moments, forcibly scatter the spiritual power she had painstakingly gathered.

How could the Bliss demonic medicine that Lu Zhuxin placed such high hopes in be so easily dispelled?

Moreover, as time passed and the formation outside accelerated its operation, Qu Qingtang discovered she was slowly losing control over her cultivation.

That rich pheromone fragrance had almost completely filled the narrow space within the ruins.

Inside, the Bliss demonic medicine was flaring up; outside, the formation and fox demon pheromones were eroding her.

Qu Qingtang felt her divine will was like a tiny skiff beneath a tsunami, liable to capsize in this lust at any moment.

‘Host, you truly have no time left.’

“Haa…” Qu Qingtang’s breathing was labored.

She barely mustered a thread of spirit, responding to the System in her mind, “I still don’t want to give up…”

‘Host, you should know better than I do that this time, you’ve already failed.’

“I still have one custom quest opportunity…”

‘Wake up, Host. Look at that cold and merciless Divine Lord.’

‘Do you really think with one custom quest opportunity, she’ll truly let you go?’

‘Custom quests have no binding force on the target.’

“Mm…” Qu Qingtang’s heart was full of bitterness. “Is there really no other way?”

‘After detection, in thirty seconds, your consciousness will reach its critical point.’

‘Every Awakener is an incomparably precious asset to the System. Please, Host, proceed with your conquest more cautiously and prudently.’

‘Please, Host, take measures to avoid the current death crisis.’

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Qu Qingtang tightly grasped her chest, lust and grief interweaving on her face.

‘In ten seconds, the Host’s consciousness will reach its critical point.’

‘Nine, eight, seven, six, five…’

“…”

Qu Qingtang closed her eyes in despair.

“As expected… there’s no other way…”

Her tightly clenched fist tightened three times before helplessly releasing.

In her palm, a silver-white sword pill had appeared at some point.

She tremblingly pinched the sword pill.

Hesitation and pain flashed in her eyes.

The Bliss demonic medicine and formation were about to drive her insane.

Qu Qingtang raised her hand. The sword pill in her palm transformed into a silver magic sword at this moment.

She raised her head toward the outside of the mountain belly. Although she couldn’t see Lu Zhuxin’s face, she knew Lu Zhuxin had been watching her all along.

As if experiencing a final burst of lucidity, she barely mustered a thread of strength.

“Zhu… I know you’ve been watching me all along…”

“I understand that ending up like this is my own fault…”

“But now, I want to tell you…”

“You probably won’t believe it…”

“These false ten years… were the happiest time since I came into being…”

“My love for you is not a lie…”

“But it’s already too late…”

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She pointed the sword tip at herself, tears hanging at the corners of her eyes.

“I’m sorry… babe…”

Then, she used all her remaining strength and thrust down fiercely.

…

Outside the ruins, the foxes’ songs became even more exultant.

Lu Zhuxin observed every move of Qu Qingtang inside the ruins through magic.

She watched as that woman slowly bent her upright posture under the assault of lust.

Watched as the clarity in her eyes was gradually covered by chaos.

That woman curled up her body, like a wounded little beast, shrinking on the ground and trembling lightly.

Lu Zhuxin knew that before long, that woman’s consciousness would be shattered by lust, and like Ming Zhaoxi in the original text, she would become a beast submitting to desire.

Who could have imagined that lofty and aloof Immortal Venerable would fall to such an end?

Lu Zhuxin suddenly didn’t want to watch anymore.

Having spent ten years with that woman in the beautiful dream.

Lu Zhuxin knew that woman wasn’t the real Qu Qingtang.

She had previously speculated about that woman’s true identity.

“Is it Nan Qianqiu, Nangong Jue, Yu Xiaoqi, Akita Ena… or perhaps Kleya, Futira, Meilin, Delotis?”

Recalling in her mind the names she could remember, she temporarily couldn’t fully match the names in her head with that woman.

“However… that’s no longer important…”

Whoever she was, it couldn’t change Lu Zhuxin’s plan, nor could it change her ending.

Lu Zhuxin slightly lowered her eyes and raised her hand to prepare to swipe away the light screen before her.

“Xian’er, help me watch.” Lu Zhuxin said to Hu Xian’er beside her.

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When Lu Zhuxin had stalled Qu Qingtang in Fox Palace, it was Hu Xian’er who organized and completed the arrangements outside Fox Palace.

It was she who summoned people to construct the formation, and she who assembled the fox demons to jointly build the beautiful dream.

Without Hu Xian’er’s cooperation, Lu Zhuxin would have had no way to complete all these arrangements alone.

“Your Majesty…” Hu Xian’er stepped forward.

She pondered for a moment, then pulled out a silk handkerchief.

“Your hand has been dirtied by that woman.”

Lu Zhuxin’s expression became slightly dazed. She raised her hand and saw a trace of dried dark red still staining her fingers.

This was the mark left when Lu Zhuxin had delivered the Bliss demonic medicine into Qu Qingtang’s body.

This was a trace of maiden blood.

Lu Zhuxin stared at that trace of dark red, watching quietly for a while, then laughed lightly.

“Indeed. Help me wipe it clean.”

Hu Xian’er took out the handkerchief and gently helped Lu Zhuxin wipe her fingers.

“Your Majesty, what should we do next?” Hu Xian’er asked.

“Next…” Lu Zhuxin pondered for a moment.

“Completely seal this ruin…”

“Then…”

Then, from the corner of her eye, Lu Zhuxin suddenly saw Qu Qingtang’s abnormal movements.

“Qu Qingtang… what does she want to do?!”

Lu Zhuxin heard Qu Qingtang’s parting words.

Saw her raise the sword.

“Qu Qingtang?!”

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“Have you gone mad?!”

In the light screen, blood light was piercing.

A slight stabbing pain suddenly transmitted through Lu Zhuxin’s mind. She felt her vision before her eyes was somewhat blurred.

“…What on earth… is happening?”

She took a step forward, but her body lost its balance and slowly fell.

“Your Majesty!” Hu Xian’er urgently called out. She wanted to step forward to support Lu Zhuxin.

However, someone was faster than her.

Just as Lu Zhuxin was about to fall, a petite figure suddenly appeared and caught her in an embrace.

Hu Xian’er’s face was full of surprise.

“Demon Venerable.”

The person who caught Lu Zhuxin was actually the Nether Abyss Demon Venerable.

Why would the Nether Abyss Demon Venerable appear in such a place?

At this moment, the petite-figured Nether Abyss Demon Venerable raised her eyes to glance at the light screen before her.

She saw Qu Qingtang lying in a pool of blood.

“Fox Monarch, I warned you.”

“Venerable Saints are protected by the Heavenly Dao. Plotting to harm a Venerable Saint will bring the Heavenly Dao’s backlash. You…!”

The Nether Abyss Demon Venerable glanced at Lu Zhuxin, whose face was pale and who lay weakly against her body.

Her previously somewhat stern tone couldn’t help but soften.

“You… Do you not want your life anymore?”