[Simulation: Year 1150. Your degenerate, accompanied by the Divine Emperor’s soldiers, was patrolling the Central Province when they were ambushed by the rebel army. That battle shook the heavens and earth, leaving all creation in silence.
In the end, all the Divine Emperor’s soldiers were slain, and only Zhou Xuan, blood-soaked, managed to flee back in utter defeat.
That same year, the blood-body, equally gravely wounded, admitted that he had never expected your sword back then to injure that degenerate so severely. He had seemed perfectly fine, but once he truly circulated his cultivation, he could barely muster half a tenth of his strength.]
[You watch that figure silently healing inside the Azure Emperor Divine Palace, and your instincts tell you that something is off, though you can’t put your finger on it.]
[Simulation: Year 1155. That degenerate somehow found a Truth Stone and managed to coax two sentences out of you: One, you’re from Earth. Two, to you, all of this is nothing but a game that can be endlessly repeated.]
[Simulation: Year 1200. All four domains revolted together, besieging the Central Province. Your degenerate, wounded, went forth to face the enemy. The details are unknown, except that nearly all the Divine Emperor’s soldiers perished, and Zhou Xuan barely escaped, gravely wounded and with little life left.]
[The blood-body told you that they used the Five Elements Annihilation Grand Formation to trigger the final Five Elements Creation-Annihilation Sword Light inside your degenerate! Combined with the formation, they had only meant to launch a sneak attack, never expecting the degenerate to be a mere paper tiger. In one fell swoop, he was mortally wounded and fled, sacrificing the Divine Emperor’s soldiers for nothing.]
[At the same time, the blood-body told you that the degenerate is now at death’s door, so there’s no need to worry. She is gathering her strength, and soon, she’ll storm the Azure Emperor Divine Palace and rescue you.]
[They had originally planned to rescue your true self first before the final battle, but who knew the degenerate was just a paper tiger!! You hear the blood-body’s ecstatic laughter.]
[Communication settled, you glance toward a remote side hall in the Azure Emperor Divine Palace—the very place where your disciple and adopted son is healing.]
Night fell like a curtain, dark clouds pressing low overhead.
Taking advantage of the thick darkness, Su Bai quietly slipped into the side hall. All around was deathly still; only her faint footsteps echoed through the vast chamber, like a drumbeat pounding upon the heart.
She pushed open the hall door, and the white-clad figure came into view.
Once, Zhou Xuan had been brimming with spirit, commanding the world, daring to challenge the very heavens. Now, he was disheveled, his life force fading, like a dying candle in the wind.
He looked as if he might collapse at any moment, utterly drained, a shadow of spent oil and extinguished light.
Sensing something, Zhou Xuan struggled to lift his head. When he saw it was Su Bai who had come, a complicated look flashed through his eyes—there was surprise, relief, and a trace of hope that was almost impossible to detect.
His cracked lips trembled, and he spoke in a faint voice: “Master, have you come… to kill your disciple?”
Su Bai didn’t answer his question, but hurried to his side, crouching down, a hint of barely perceptible longing in her eyes. “Are you dying?”
After a brief silence, Zhou Xuan nodded heavily, his tone bitter. “Yes.”
“My Dao foundation is shattered, my body ruined, my soul dissipating, my spirit broken… I have little time left.”
His smile grew even more bitter.
“You were right, Master. The [Heavenly Emperor’s Soul-Locking Formation] can lock the two heavens and five domains, it can lock the path to immortality, it can lock down billions upon billions of mortals under the sky—but it cannot lock people’s wild and fanciful thoughts.”
“And often, those wild thoughts are the most terrifying, the most powerful.”
“Your disciple has lost. Lost utterly.”
“Master, kill me. Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted? Kill your disciple and use my head as your way out.”
“No, I won’t kill you now.” Su Bai’s voice trembled with emotion. She reached out and undid the man’s tattered robes, her lips dry, her voice now hoarse.
“Since you’re dying anyway, why not fulfill me, just this once?”
Her jade hand paused on his chest, and the Empress’s eyes filled with obsession.
“Master, you—”
“Shut up! Degenerate!”
“This is a notice, not a request!”
“It’s been a hundred years, a hundred years! Do you know what those hundred years were like for me?!”
Clad in a verdant imperial robe, the Empress seemed half-mad at this moment, her eyes brimming with overwhelming desire and insanity.
“You turned me into this wretch, and then you suddenly tell me you want to devote yourself to the Dao, that you don’t want me anymore!”
“Screw your Dao-seeking! I wish you’d just keep sleeping with me, fill me like a crab roe soup dumpling!”
“Yes, I care about appearances, I’m greedy, I crave power and lust, I say one thing and do another, hahaha… Do you know what I thought after my first time? Damn it, it felt amazing! How can being a woman feel this good?!”
“Why the hell wasn’t I born a woman? Why can’t I taste this pleasure day and night? I love this joy too damn much!!”
“But I can’t.”
Amidst her madness, Su Bai suddenly showed a trace of sorrow, of resolve, of mania. “Because I am Su Bai. I have parents, I have friends, I have people I care about. A person is the sum of their relationships, and these always remind me—I am a man!”
“I can’t lose myself in this pleasure. I carry my parents’ hopes. I have my own dreams to chase. I care what those I care about think of me!”
“I have to shoulder these responsibilities!!”
“So I, Su Bai, cannot indulge in such pleasure!!”
“But you’re different.” Her jade hand slipped off the man’s last undergarment. Half-crazed and half-excited, Su Bai caressed Zhou Xuan’s chest, her eyes enchanting. “You’re just an NPC in the simulator, you’re fake, and you’re about to die!”
“Once you’re dead, who will know about my black history!!”
“Gegege…” The Empress burst into laughter, sharp and eerie, yet enchanting and seductive.
The moonlight flickered in the wind, illuminating Su Bai’s stunning face. In this moment, it wasn’t a cold, bright moon, but rather a devil’s smile—frightening, yet captivating, drawing one helplessly in.
Su Bai gently took Zhou Xuan’s earlobe between her lips, tracing his contours with her tongue, her hands restlessly roaming his chest.
“Be good, disciple. Satisfy your Master, just this once. I promise, next simulation, I’ll train you properly—no favoritism, no harsh discipline. I’ll make you a righteous young hero.”
“Master… My meridians are broken. I can’t move,” Zhou Xuan murmured.
“It’s fine, disciple.” Her jade hand cupped Zhou Xuan’s chin, Su Bai’s smile blooming like a flower. “Your Master will handle it herself. All you have to do is enjoy it. Oh, and stay hard—don’t let this pleasure end too soon~~”
With that, Su Bai pressed herself against him, boldly claiming a kiss from the man’s lips.
Caught in that searing kiss, Zhou Xuan’s eyes widened slightly in shock at Su Bai’s initiative, but soon drifted closed as he surrendered to the sensation.
The side hall was filled with a blush-inducing, heart-thumping atmosphere, the two figures entwined in the moonlight, indistinguishable from one another. As time passed, they sank deeper and deeper into this whirlpool of madness, emotion, and desire.
Heat mingled with heat, bodies tangled in lingering passion.