Jiang Che: “......”
Looking at the Mo Shangxie before him, Jiang Che let out a scornful laugh.
“You’re pulling this act again?” As he spoke, his gaze shifted to Ji Qingyi.
Getting another fake Mo Shangxie to fool me, are you?
“Master, how did you end up so badly injured?” Mo Shangxie lifted her eyes, casting a cold glare at Ji Qingyi.
She knew her junior sister might treat Master harshly, but she never imagined it would be so brutal. She didn’t treat Master like a person at all!
Unlike her—she only knew how to cherish Master.
Jiang Che furrowed his brow. Is Ji Qingyi really getting addicted to this act? Could she have developed some kind of second personality?
But soon, Jiang Che sensed something was off!
Because this Mo Shangxie was starting to get handsy with him?
Jiang Che even felt... Could this actually be the real one?
But how was that possible? How could Ji Qingyi ever allow...
If only the system were still here, he might have heard Ji Qingyi racking up a frenzy of points.
Not long after, Jiang Che realized—this Mo Shangxie in front of him was the damn real deal!
Hey hey hey, you’re the actual Mo Shangxie, and you see your Master in such a miserable state without lifting a finger?
Not only that, you’re even pulling on this old man’s chains? Do you know how much it hurts to have this stupid chain pierce through my shoulder blades?
Jiang Che grumbled internally. He figured his two disciples had struck some twisted deal, and Mo Shangxie had truly sold him out!
A Xie, I really misjudged you. He’d sworn before that Mo Shangxie would never betray him.
Now look.
“Master, rest assured, I’ve already settled the Moon Demon Empress. She’s sleeping in my inner world, so Junior Sister can’t harm her... But disciple really... misses you so much!”
Mo Shangxie secretly sent a telepathic message to Jiang Che.
Jiang Che: “......”
Wait, little disciple, you actually convinced Ji Qingyi? You got a yandere girl to cave?
Jiang Che found it hard to believe, but he soon understood.
“Master, you’re a Transcendence Realm expert, aren’t you?” Mo Shangxie’s slender hand gently caressed Jiang Che’s face.
“Now that you’ve been reduced to a mortal, why not just sink into depravity with us forever?”
Just as Jiang Che was stunned, he suddenly felt a chill in his chest!
Looking down, he saw a blade forged from ancient mystical ice plunged into his chest.
An icy, bone-piercing cold surged through his limbs and core. Jiang Che’s body began rapidly repairing the wound, but the mystical ice blade was clearly extraordinary—it actually froze his body’s self-recovery ability?
“Sealing dao, sealing off your life force,” Mo Shangxie said flatly.
This move was something she had just learned from the Book of Seals.
Jiang Che’s current body’s main trait was immortality—absolute and eternal unkillability!
Body self-repair was just a secondary skill, low in rank and priority.
With a pfft sound, Mo Shangxie suddenly twisted the icy blade, ripping a huge hole in Jiang Che’s chest. Then Ji Qingyi pressed in from behind, her fair jade-like hand reaching into the cavity and pulling out the still-beating heart.
“Master... We’ll keep your heart safe for now,” Ji Qingyi said lightly, as softly as a gentle wife.
Jiang Che: “......”
Not you two, are you treating your old Master like some Japanese enemy to be dismantled?
Ji Qingyi was one thing; heart-ripping had become a routine with her. But you, Mo Shangxie—since when did you turn twisted too?!
Where was the beloved little comforting coat that doted on her Master? This comforting coat isn’t just full of holes—it’s trying to kill me!
“Whoa—” Jiang Che spat out a mouthful of blood.
But the next second, Mo Shangxie gently hugged his head from the front, her small hand covering his eyes. Jiang Che felt only darkness.
His two eyes were taken.
“Master... Don’t blame us. I’ll use the Book of Seals to suppress your fleshly body. Even if you’re a Transcendence expert... you shouldn’t be able to break free in a short time. Though your body is maimed, your soul will endure.”
Jiang Che: “......”
You guys are serious?!
So the one hiding the deepest is you, Mo Shangxie! He always thought she was the good girl.
But clearly, a Master doesn’t raise two kinds of disciples.
If not in silence, then in darkness. After ten thousand years of silence, Mo Shangxie had finally become a yandere too.
Soon, Jiang Che’s heart, eyes, bones, blood, and flesh were all stripped away. His body was completely dismembered—split into seven parts!
Only a soul remained.
“Master, don’t be angry with A Xie, I had no choice. Only through this can I truly have you,” Mo Shangxie said.
She unleashed her strongest sealing technique, dividing Jiang Che’s flesh and blood into seven suppressed parts, using the Book of Seals and dao-sealing primal essence as the foundation.
In an instant, Jiang Che felt an overwhelming sealing force pressing down on him.
But unfortunately, the force was powerful, yet it didn’t do much.
Jiang Che, though reduced to a mortal, still held a high enough rank. He could tell this sealing technique was incredibly strong—definitely capable of binding a Transcendence expert up to 70%.
But it couldn’t bind him.
Let alone Jiang Che, it couldn’t even bind the River God, nor could it bind Yu Chuan, the head of the Destiny Enforcers.
After fusing with the Great Dao’s essence to rise as the Supreme Immortal Emperor, one began stepping into the Transcendence realm. At first, they might achieve 10% Transcendence, growing stronger step by step. To reach 50% or 70% would require defying one’s fate.
But countless geniuses ultimately stopped at 99%, the threshold of Transcendence embodying just like all who walked it.
Ji Qingyi and Mo Shangxie had too narrow a view. Though they had set foot on the path of Transcendence, their Transcendence levels were far too low—they had no idea how high Jiang Che’s rank truly was.
“Sigh—”
Jiang Che let out a sigh. Fine, let’s play along with these two little disciples for a while. Let them have their fun. In a few hundred years, he’d complete his upgrade and come out of seclusion. Then, he’d properly teach these two rebellious disciples a lesson.
“Master... You won’t blame us, right?” Mo Shangxie hugged Jiang Che’s soul form.
But the next second, a faint voice came from behind her.
“Senior Sister... I’ve suddenly changed my mind...”
The icy voice cut like a frigid wind. Yet Mo Shangxie seemed to have expected it, not even turning around.
“Junior Sister... You’re still as tiresome as ever... yet so impossible to hate,” Mo Shangxie’s tone also turned cold. A battle between them was about to erupt!
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