Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

Chapter 332 Slapping the Faces of Hypocrites in the Online Game World 8

Leng Yuexing told Si Muchen her guess, but Si Muchen did not agree.

"Not everything should be set up as your task; your so-called system should have some selection."

After Si Muchen finished speaking, he chuckled softly and said in a deep voice, "Kiss me."

Leng Yuexing chuckled as she looked at Si Muchen, "Such private matters naturally won't be recognized by the system as tasks and assigned to players."

"Try another one."

Si Muchen pondered for a moment and then said, "Come with me to find the Demon Flower."

As soon as he finished speaking, the system indeed generated the same task.

Side Quest: Find the Demon Flower

Leng Yuexing nodded. "The mission has indeed been refreshed."

"It's getting late, let's go find the Demon Flower now."

"Not urgent."

Si Muchen pulled Leng Yuexing into his arms, then embraced him and walked towards the palace ahead.

"It's getting late, let's go back and rest first. I'll take you to find the Demon Flower tomorrow."

With a deep, heavy sound, the enormous palace door slowly opened before Leng Yuexing's eyes.

When the palace doors were fully opened, what appeared before the two of them was a spacious and silent hall.

There were no undead in the hall, only a throne with a sinister and eerie shape placed on the high platform directly in front of it.

Si Muchen clapped his hands lightly, and then many undead suddenly appeared on the floor of the main hall, slowly emerging from the ground.

Leng Yuexing almost couldn't resist pressing them all back into the ground one by one.

However, considering that these spirits might be Si Muchen's servants, he held back.

Once all the undead appeared before them, Si Muchen instructed them to prepare some human food.

When only the two of them remained in the main hall, Leng Yuexing let out a soft breath and couldn't help but ask, "I've wanted to ask this before, why do other undead have no flesh and blood, but you do?"

Si Muchen pulled Leng Yuexing to sit on the throne on the high platform and said slowly, "When one cultivates to a certain level, the undead can cultivate flesh and blood. However, there are very few undead with such strength, and they are not known to the world."

"Is it said that if a human doesn't want to enter the cycle of reincarnation, they can choose to become an undead?" Leng Yuexing asked curiously.

Si Muchen seemed to recall something, and after a long while, he said, "That's right, most of the dead in the world come from this."

Seeing Si Muchen's solemn expression, Leng Yuexing knew that her question might have made Si Muchen think of something bad.

yes……

If the dead were once human, then Si Muchen must have been human as well, but it is unknown whether he still remembers his memories of being human.

Other spirits may not remember, but Si Muchen has cultivated flesh and blood, so he might recall his past memories.

However, seeing that Si Muchen didn't seem to want to talk about it, Leng Yuexing didn't ask any further questions.

The next morning, Si Muchen took Leng Yuexing to the northern region to eliminate the demonic insects.

Along the way, they encountered many spirits. Upon seeing Si Muchen, they would respectfully bow and utter sounds that Leng Yuexing could not understand.

Having seen many undead, Leng Yuexing discovered that some undead were quite handsome, while others were rather rugged.

Si Muchen saw Leng Yuexing looking curiously at the surrounding undead, the flames in her eyes flickering, and the air pressure around her getting lower and lower.

Finally, unable to bear it any longer, Si Muchen ripped off his cloak, wrapped Leng Yuexing in it, and flew with him directly to the region where the demonic insects were located.

Leng Yuexing was wrapped in a cloak, her vision was completely dark, and her breath was filled with the cool, snowy plum scent emanating from Si Muchen.

He chuckled and leaned against Si Muchen, then turned his head and whispered in Si Muchen's ear, "Are you jealous?"

The only response Leng Yuexing received was the increasingly sharp sound of the wind in her ears. The next moment, Leng Yuexing's cloak was lifted, revealing Si Muchen's magnified handsome face.

Si Muchen pinched Leng Yuexing's chin, his eyes filled with a possessiveness that seemed to want to tear her apart.

Your heart and body belong to me alone!

I will not allow anything or anyone else to occupy your mind!

Before Leng Yuexing could speak, Si Muchen lowered his head and kissed her thin lips.

Then, Si Muchen fed Leng Yuexing a cool ice ball into his mouth, pushing it down Leng Yuexing's throat without allowing him to refuse.

As the ice puck entered his stomach, Leng Yuexing felt a powerful, chilling aura invade his limbs and bones from his dantian.

"Si Muchen, what did you give me to eat?" As soon as Leng Yuexing spoke, a chilling breath brushed against Si Muchen's cheek.

Si Muchen kissed Leng Yuexing's soft lips and said, his lips close to Leng Yuexing's, "Since you are a mage, you can also have another identity."

Leng Yuexing didn't understand what Si Muchen was talking about, "What kind of additional identity?"

“A necromancer,” Si Muchen said, staring intently at Leng Yuexing.

"What I just fed you was half of my inner core. From now on, you will also be able to summon the undead to serve you."

Si Muchen spoke lightly, but Leng Yuexing's heart suddenly felt as if it had been pricked by needles.

"Half of your inner core? Are you crazy? Don't you know how important the inner core is? Although I don't know your undead cultivation methods, the inner core should be formed from your cultivation!"

"You gave me half of your inner core, so you..."

Leng Yuexing looked at Si Muchen with heartache, "How can I return this half of the inner core to you?"

Si Muchen chuckled softly as he stroked Leng Yuexing's cheek. "I haven't finished yet. You now possess half of my inner core. From this day forward, your thoughts, actions, and everything you do will be under my supervision."

"Are you willing to do this?"

Leng Yuexing frowned and said, "That's not important! What's important is your body and your cultivation!"

"It's alright! My cultivation will recover soon, I don't care," Si Muchen said resolutely.

Seeing that Si Muchen looked like he needed an answer, Leng Yuexing suppressed the heartache in her heart and said, "Fine! If that's what you want, then I'll take half of your inner core!"

"I don't care if you know what I'm thinking or feeling. If you want, I can show you everything!"

As Leng Yuexing finished speaking, countless thoughts were transmitted to Si Muchen through that half of the inner core.

Si Muchen's mind was instantly filled with Leng Yuexing calling his name.

That was the sound Leng Yuexing had repeated countless times in her heart.

"Si Muchen, Si Muchen, Si Muchen..."

Those voices contained Leng Yuexing's ultimate love for him, as solemn as the accumulation of countless reincarnations.

There is an even deeper pain within it, like the joy and pain of losing something and then regaining it several times.

Si Muchen tightened his grip on Leng Yuexing's hand, "Yuexing..." he murmured.

He had assumed that Leng Yuexing's heart was filled with nothing but hatred for revenge, and even if she did, it would only be through words of interest in him. He hadn't expected that the truth was quite different.

Leng Yuexing's heart was filled with him, with only occasional words he couldn't understand passing through her mind, such as luck and small worlds.

Although he didn't understand, he knew Leng Yuexing's purpose in coming to this world.

He held Leng Yuexing tightly in his arms, "Yuexing, I'll be with you from now on! Whatever you want to do, I'll help you!"