In the end
Mo Qingqing still had to put in some effort to send away all those overly curious witches and wizards one by one.
There were some questions she had to ask Su Yun alone.
After all… this matter still had quite an impact on her.
Then
She led Su Yun, expressionless, to a relatively secluded spot farther from the edge of the battlefield, behind a pile of giant stones blasted to bits.
Su Yun hung her little head, her large powder-blue tail drooping, standing uneasily in front of Mo Qingqing.
She guessed what was about to happen next.
Scenes like being singled out for “interrogation” like this—she had experienced plenty, both in her past and present life.
Every time, it meant some sort of punishment or a deeper level of scrutiny.
Like when you say something wrong and your parents pull you from a family dinner to lecture you by the bathroom…
At this moment, her heart was filled with anxiety.
She hesitated, unsure how to explain things so she wouldn’t anger Mo Qingqing, but could still leave herself a sliver of hope.
However, Mo Qingqing didn’t give her much time to think.
“I’ll give you just one chance. Understand this: I don’t like being lied to.” Mo Qingqing’s voice was cool and even, emotionless, yet it pierced Su Yun’s heart like an icy needle.
She stretched out her hand, palm up, and an illusory, ancient-looking brass scale appeared in her grasp.
From her own perspective, the only one who could see, one side of the scale held Su Yun’s petite and delicate figure.
On the other side, a fresh, beating heart floated quietly, emitting a faint and mysterious glow.
The needle of the scale swayed lightly between the two, as if weighing some intangible force.
“……” Su Yun opened her mouth, but her throat felt clogged, not a word coming out.
Some intangible instinct, like a plucked string, sent a trembling warning deep in her mind.
She must not lie.
Absolutely must not lie!
Every time she tried to fabricate a lie or invent a more reasonable-sounding backstory, an unbearable prickling sensation would shoot from the depths of her soul to every inch of her skin, leaving her so uncomfortable she could barely speak.
Mo Qingqing didn’t hurry her, simply watched Su Yun quietly, her deep red eyes taking on an increasingly dangerous air, like an ancient beast about to awaken in the deep sea.
Of course, she could simply read Su Yun’s memories, even delve directly into the depths of her soul.
But she decided to give Su Yun a chance.
A chance that would decide her future fate.
Live or die, it all depended on how comfortable Su Yun had made her these past few days—she’d let Su Yun choose for herself.
“Gulp…” Su Yun swallowed nervously, the sound especially clear in the silence.
No lying allowed… She definitely has some sort of lie detector…
There’s no other way… If gods really exist… please bless me!!!
“A-actually… in my last life… I wasn’t from this world.” Su Yun’s voice was as soft as a mosquito’s hum, but every word was clear.
After saying it, she felt like a deflated balloon, all strength gone, her body swaying weakly. That one sentence seemed to have used up all her courage and energy.
“I see.” Mo Qingqing stroked her smooth chin thoughtfully, a flash of understanding in her eyes.
In her hand, the needle of the scale now pointed steadily to Su Yun’s side, signifying that she was telling the truth.
With this, all the oddities about Su Yun and her extraordinary abilities became reasonable.
“But when you said you came from another continent, that was still a lie.”
Mo Qingqing’s gaze shifted back to Su Yun, carrying a hint of subtle probing.
She wasn’t all that surprised by Su Yun’s status as an “otherworlder.”
Such things, though rare, were not unheard of.
Mages who studied space magic often, unintentionally, dragged things from other worlds into this one.
Accidentally pulling in an otherworldly soul wasn’t such an outlandish tale.
“S-sorry…”
A wave of terror, cold as a tide, instantly drowned Su Yun.
Her small frame began to tremble violently once more, beyond her control.
It’s over, it’s over, it’s over…
Now she knows I’m a transmigrator. She’s not going to dissect me, is she?
She wouldn’t… right…
Please no…
“Hmm…” Mo Qingqing leaned against the boulder, her slender fingers tapping her arm, lost in thought.
She wasn’t pondering how to punish Su Yun.
Instead, she was thinking of how to shirk responsibility…
According to the explicit stipulations of the New World Law: any sentient being with awareness, who does not blindly follow, can communicate normally, and can accept new things, is classified as a citizen.
Citizens are strictly protected—they cannot be bought, sold, traded, enslaved, killed, or harmed for no reason.
Anyone who violates this will have their magic and spirit sealed and be sent to mine for anywhere between three and fifty years.
Clearly, she had triggered two taboos.
At minimum, that was an eight-year sentence in the mines.
That would really be the death of her…
Now, plenty of people knew Su Yun was her “pet,” so silencing her was unrealistic.
What to do…
It wasn’t that she didn’t want to hide it, but some things were impossible to conceal.
Fortunately, so far, the others only knew Su Yun belonged to her. As for Su Yun’s true identity and their real relationship, people were only guessing.
This was all she could do…
“Listen carefully. From now on, when others are around, you call me Master.
If anyone asks about your background, you say you’re a gifted disciple I picked up amid the chaos of war.
When no one’s around, just act however you like. Understand?” Mo Qingqing’s voice grew a bit helpless, but her tone was commanding and allowed no argument.
“Yes…” Su Yun nodded blankly.
“As for punishment… we’ll talk about that later.”
Mo Qingqing sighed, then took off the ragged slave collar from Su Yun’s neck. She also slipped off a delicate bracelet from her own wrist, forged of pure gold and etched with intricate runes.
First… muddle through and throw people off for now…
She opened her palm, and the golden bracelet, under the force of her spirit, rapidly expanded until it matched the size of the slave collar.
Mo Qingqing then took out a communication stone and cleverly fused it with the golden ring, solemnly placing it around Su Yun’s neck.
That should do it… Now, she needed to go “explain” things to those gossipy people so they wouldn’t spread wild rumors.
Su Yun still hung her little head.
She wasn’t sure if she’d managed to dodge a bullet.
All her careful calculations had been for nothing.
Once again, the world had shown her the truth: the unpredictable ways of fate, and how plans never keep up with changes.
Mo Qingqing had only said punishment was postponed.
She never said she wouldn’t take her apart—
After all, she was definitely different from everyone else in this world.
A soul from another world… no matter how you looked at it, that had to be top-tier material, right?
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