Chapter 13: Hell's Dark Demon King

  Generations come and go, but the earth remains forever.

  The sun rises, the sun sets, and hastens back to the place where it rose.

  The wind blows southward, then turns northward, constantly turning and returning to its original path.

  All rivers flow into the sea, yet the sea is never full. From where do the rivers flow, and to where do they return?

  Nothing new under the sun.

  Ecclesiastes

  As a university student of the new era, Jiang Nian was very much a believer in science. However, since crossing over, although he had a subversive understanding of ghosts and gods, he still remained a good child who believed in science.

  But since seeing Ling Yu, she felt that her three views had been completely destroyed, and not even a single dregs was left.

  The moment the white light entered her eyes, she glanced at Landon in front of her, who had been completely frozen still, or rather, time had been frozen still. Then Landon disappeared, the forest disappeared, everything disappeared.

  Jiang Nian felt like she had entered an unfamiliar world, where everything was a vast expanse of white, and nothing could be seen. At that moment, she even thought she was still colorblind.

  Everyone is slowly inherited from the previous generation, each time carrying the fresh blood of their predecessors to form a new individual, continuing to survive under the sunlight.

  Ling Yue is such an individual, who not only inherited his parents' blood but also their spiritual power.

  Jiang Nian thought he saw a ghost or was looking at his reflection when he first saw Ling Yu. It took him a long time to digest this fact. Ling Yu's expression was like the ice and snow of a distant mountain, emitting cold air all around, with no warmth in his eyes, devoid of vitality.

  She had a beautiful ring on her left hand, made of twigs and flowers that never withered. Jiang Nian knew they were the flowers of the Lianlian tree. According to legend, the branches of the Lianlian tree were soft yet resilient, and its flowers would bloom forever unless external forces intervened. The white flowers on Ling Yu's hand represented the purest and cleanest... soul.

  Although he had long guessed that Ling Yu was dead, seeing a ghost running in front of him still scared Jiang Nian, especially since Ling Yu's face didn't have any expression.

  "What are you thinking? New nemesis." Rarely so icy, the person's voice was flat, yet it sounded good to hear, looking like a real Virgin Mary. "Are you wondering why I can still appear?"

  Chiang nodded slightly, didn't say a word, just looked her up and down, what's there to be afraid of when everything has been said? It will all be explained clearly in the end.

  "First of all, I still want to welcome you here, even if you may not want to come here." She said, raising her right hand to her left chest and bowing slightly. "All of us in the Ling family are like this, after inheriting the Lianmu tree, we have to choose to give our soul to a demon, and after choosing to give our soul to the corresponding demon, we will be forever sealed in this position, never able to betray him as our master." Her voice was still calm, as if she were talking about someone else. "I gave mine to Beheimos."

  Bai He Mo? Qiang Yu? Jiang Nian couldn't quite believe it.

  Bailimos is a regional black devil king representing strong desires. But what can an ascetic like Ling Yu, who has no desires or demands, possibly ask for?

  It was as if she had guessed Jiang Nian's thoughts, and Ling Yu explained: "Bei Hei Mo has something on his hand that I have been wanting for many years, so I gave him my soul." At this moment, her voice sounded a bit excited. "He promised me that as long as I helped him use the Lian tree to summon you here, he would give me color." She rarely showed some expression on her face, and even her complexion began to flush with excitement. After finishing speaking, she turned her head to look at Jiang Nian, feeling that this person was really different from what she had imagined, far inferior to the elegant and proud god in the painting.

  However, she is inherently cold and detached, with all her thoughts hidden beneath her eyes.

  Jiang Nian listened with some confusion, what's the point of bringing himself here? What's the point of bringing himself into this mess? Doesn't he have nothing to do with this broken world? At most, isn't he just a reader? And now that the plot is so chaotic, even the only use of being a reader has been lost!

  However, Ling Xiao didn't answer her questions and continued to speak on his own: "I helped you give Lan Ao Xue the thing that stimulated her blood vessels, so she woke up so quickly. Lan Lun and Wu Qi were also brought here by my plan. These are all people who can help you in the future. Since you've already saved Wu Qi, as long as you save Lan Lun soon, you'll get two favors, which will be beneficial to you later."

  "What's your purpose, anyway?" Jiang Nianyue's brow furrowed tighter and tighter, even her normally smooth forehead had a few creases now. She was really getting anxious, what was all this about?

  "I don't know what his purpose is, I'm just helping him deliver the message." Ling Yu's delicate face was expressionless, like a puppet doll with a human skin mask, without any emotions. "You'd better listen to him, he won't hurt you, but others can't be guaranteed, otherwise one day you'll die in a strange place and no one will help you collect your body."

  "What's the big idea? We're not even familiar with each other, are we? Why should I listen to you?" Jiang Nian slightly raised his chin, with a hint of disdain and arrogance. This was actually just an unconscious movement, but Ling Yu seemed to be in a daze, and didn't respond.

  "I don't know what you want to do, but the things I want to do are only decided by myself. No one has the right to order me around. You'd better let me go now, or we'll see who will die here." Jiang Nian withdrew her chin and smiled faintly, but that smile contained some cruelty and arrogance. Her eyes glanced at Ling Yu sideways, and for an instant, her eyes sparkled with a hint of elegance and refinement, revealing a majestic aura between her eyebrows.

  It didn't have to be solved this way, she could have pretended to be humble and let Ling Yu put his guard down, but she still wanted to take a tough stance.

  At that time, Jiang Nian still didn't know what it represented.

  But Ling Yu really let her go. Ling Yu nodded slightly, and with a light wave of his hand, a black figure suddenly appeared in the white mist behind Jiang Nian. She knew that was the exit. Then she walked towards the black door without stopping, her posture carrying the beautiful shadow that had been cultivated over the years, unable to fade with time, straight and calm. She walked very quickly, as if to avoid staying to ask some questions that couldn't be asked aloud.

  "Fei... Just as she was about to touch the black iron gate, Ling Yu suddenly called out to her, his voice rising several pitches, "Don't you really remember anything from before?"

  Jiang Nian's body suddenly stiffened, his expression also somewhat ferocious, but he didn't respond or turn his head, and continued walking out with the same pace as before.

  What does he remember? Those fragmented memories that came with the flash of white light just now? Those aren't mine, what do they have to do with me? Jiang Nian forced himself to forget those images, forced himself not to open his mouth and ask questions whose answers he didn't want to know, forced himself to move forward, walk out this door, and never stop again.

  Digression

  Yeah~ The little one is finally coming~ Throw flowers