Simple and Clear, Get Lost

“Get lost!”

Su Luo was straightforward.

He had come to the Heavenly Demon Sect not to make friends.

Moreover, everyone here was practically a dead man, so there was no need to make connections.

By the end, the Heavenly Demon Sect would essentially be wiped out. Being a villain never ended well.

“Ah, I’ve been rejected, Xiao Pa.”

Xiao Pa’s appearance immediately caught Su Luo’s attention.

Cats were common, but one with a halo on its head? That was a first.

A new breed, it seemed.

Su Luo wasn’t particularly surprised by this new species, given how vast the cultivation world was. Even after going through things many times, he hadn’t achieved the feat of exploring 100% of it.

But this one was quite adorable.

With a single big hand, Su Luo grabbed Xiao Pa.

Xiao Pa glared viciously at Su Luo.

It had wanted to dodge, but failed.

Its master was powerful enough to touch it as he pleased, but who did Su Luo think he was?

Xiao Pa’s glare grew fiercer.

In Su Luo’s eyes, however, it just looked cute and aggressive.

Su Luo flipped the cat around, examining it thoroughly, trying to find any unique features.

Turns out, it just had an extra halo.

Playfully, Su Luo continued to inspect Xiao Pa, who naturally struggled.

Yet no matter how hard Xiao Pa tried, it couldn’t break free.

“Still a female cat.”

After playing around with it for a while, Su Luo tossed Xiao Pa back and finally turned his attention to the person who had approached him.

She wasn’t particularly pretty, more mature-looking. Her exact age was hard to tell, and her cultivation seemed rather weak.

“The cat’s nice, but the person? Just average.”

“So you’re not interested in getting to know me?”

“Get lost.”

Once again, it was the same word.

Su Luo had no recollection of this woman, and she wasn’t particularly beautiful. Likely just a minor character without even a name.

“Let’s get to know each other,” she said, holding Xiao Pa up to Su Luo. “This is my battle beast, Xiao Pa. It’s very timid and easily scared.”

“It doesn’t look scared to me.”

At this moment, Xiao Pa’s fur bristled, and the halo on its head turned red. It snarled and bared its teeth at Su Luo, its tiny paws clawing at the air.

If not for Yun holding it, Xiao Pa would have lunged straight at Su Luo’s face.

Its master was strong enough to touch it, but who did Su Luo think he was to casually pet it?

Now, Xiao Pa felt sullied!

“Be good.”

Yun’s single word calmed Xiao Pa down.

After all, their master, Nangong Xiyun, had taught it well. Disobeying would have severe consequences.

Xiao Pa remembered that vividly.

“It’s pretty obedient.”

Su Luo watched as Xiao Pa returned to its harmless, adorable self. Thinking about it, he almost wanted to pet it again.

But no, Su Luo wouldn’t be taken in by something so cute.

Without looking back, he walked away.

Yun followed.

Su Luo stopped, swiftly turning back and grabbing Yun by the neck, lifting her into the air. His eyes shot daggers as he spoke with deadly seriousness.

“Whatever your intentions are, stay away from me.”

Xiao Pa instantly went into combat mode, ready to attack, but Yun stopped it.

“Stop, Xiao Pa.”

Xiao Pa: Meow?

Yun, choking, managed to gasp out an explanation: “I mean no harm.”

“And then?”

“I just wanted to get to know you.”

Su Luo threw Yun to the ground. “No next time. You’ll die.”

Su Luo meant every word. This was the Heavenly Demon Sect, and there were no naive or kind-hearted people here.

After issuing his warning, Su Luo left without looking back.

Yun, lying on the ground, sighed. Approaching Su Luo was never going to be easy.

But she wasn’t about to give up.

Yun got up, dusting herself off. “Let’s go, Xiao Pa.”

Meow?

Just like that? He treated you like that, and we’re not going to retaliate? If you don’t want to, I can do it for you, meow.

Unfortunately, Yun couldn’t understand Xiao Pa’s words.

Yun was actually Nangong Xiyun, who had secretly boarded Wei Changli’s flying ship and followed them here.

Her identity was legitimate enough, as she had played Elder Yan Xi, making it easy to secure a place within the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Once she infiltrated, the first thing she did was seal her own powers to avoid detection.

As it turned out, everything went smoothly.

With Xiao Pa, she wouldn’t lack combat ability; if necessary, she could always undo the seal.

Nangong Xiyun hadn’t originally planned to infiltrate the Heavenly Demon Sect, but the idea seemed intriguing. The opportunity was too good to pass up, especially since Su Luo was here.

It wouldn’t be boring.

The purpose of her infiltration was naturally to observe the Heavenly Demon Sect closely.

And to deal with the traitors of the Seven Stars Sword Sect. She had promised not to let them off the hook.

But these weren’t urgent matters. Nangong Xiyun knew that if she acted alone, she’d likely be exposed very soon.

Seeing the powerful figures of the Heavenly Demon Sect made Nangong Xiyun want to kill them on the spot.

This would inevitably lead to exposure.

If she were with Su Luo, however, she’d be more restrained.

Nangong Xiyun had been acquainted with Su Luo for some time now, and he had indirectly helped her on multiple occasions.

So Nangong Xiyun didn’t plan to disrupt Su Luo’s intended storyline, opting to be more restrained.

Still, her first attempt at getting to know Su Luo had failed.

Nangong Xiyun knew that Su Luo wasn’t easy to manipulate, and approaching him out of the blue clearly wouldn’t work.

And he probably wouldn’t have even glanced at her if not for Xiao Pa.

Nangong Xiyun had also thought about disguising herself more attractively, perhaps to the point of being breathtakingly beautiful.

But the thought of stirring up unnecessary trouble through her looks made her reconsider.

Moreover, Su Luo wasn’t the type to be swayed by appearances.

Then she thought of Su Luo’s companions, Li Siyi and Little Yu, both of whom were quite lovely.

Maybe she was just making things harder for herself.

...

Su Luo returned to the room assigned to him.

Opening his diary, he wrote:

[Back at the Heavenly Demon Sect, it feels like coming home.]

[Too bad there are no pleasant memories here.]

[In the early stages, I was constantly bullied. A lowly demon soldier, even with rewards, what’s the point when might makes right?]

[The protagonist suffers setbacks? Throw in some poison, let’s go!]

[The villain suffers? Wonderful, let’s pop open some champagne! More, please, I love it!]

[Right now, I’m in that phase. While my strength grows, I’m also being suppressed by others. So not a single bit of fun.]

...

Su Luo wrote extensively about his upcoming setbacks.

Following the usual routine, he waited for a reward, only to find none.

What’s going on? Did someone pocket the prize?

After a long pause, the system finally replied:

The diary entries related to the storyline only count as such if they reflect content found in the main text.

After hearing the system’s explanation, Su Luo understood.

His setbacks were mostly glossed over, not important in the grand scheme of things.

This world revolves around Lin Xuan, but without him, other characters’ storylines would naturally fill in and make sense.

In previous flawless completions, even though Su Luo’s setbacks were minor, they had to be perfectly acted out.

With such a rich repertoire of humiliations and no redemption arcs, Su Luo often suspected the system was messing with him.

It was only later, when his status and strength slightly improved, that he wasn’t constantly humiliated.

Now, realizing that his struggles in the diary didn’t merit rewards, Su Luo decided it didn’t matter. It just reinforced the idea that these things truly weren’t important.

Especially now, with this likely being the final completion.

Does this mean I don’t have to suffer these humiliations?

Hmph.

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