Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Realizing this, Jiang Tingwan's palms felt a little hot. This was the first time she had come into close contact with someone else's blood, and it even had a slight bloody smell.

But it was this smell of blood that made her heart inexplicably calmer.

From the moment she came here, she only knew that this was a matter of self-rescue. She regarded this world and the people in this world as a kind of checkpoint, but she never really thought that this place had become a real world.

He, Mu Yun, was no longer the paper man in her writing, but a real person with flesh and blood.

She stared blankly at the thin figure in front of her, and suddenly realized an astonishing fact: she wanted to live, and Mu Yunzhong did the same.

She fell into an unprecedented state of contemplation until the voice in the void appeared again.

Suijiu: Congratulations, you have finally realized your true mission!

Jiang Tingwan was slightly stunned: What do you mean?

Sui Jiu: Each world has its own rules of operation, life and death, fortune and disaster, good and evil, no matter which side is stronger, it will not affect the operation of the world, this is a kind of order. But Mu Yun finally traveled through the dimension to kill you as the creator, which destroyed the order! So we intervened.

Jiang Tingwan: Order?

Sui Jiu: This world has already been created, and it has infinite time and the possibility of operation. We cannot eliminate an accident by eliminating the entire world. But as long as we repair the opportunity for Mu Yun's final consciousness awakening, he did not cross the boundary of the world. Whether he is a fairy or a demon, alive or dead, and whether he rules here or not, this world is in order. And for order, finding or avoiding this opportunity is far more important than killing him.

Jiang Tingwan: But why me?

Sui Jiu: This world was created because of you. You are Mu Yunzhong's creator and also Mu Yunzhong's changer. You are the person most likely to find this opportunity and the most suitable candidate.

The most suitable candidate... Jiang Tingwan murmured these words and fell into another kind of contemplation, but Mu Yunzhong's voice slowly came at this moment.

"Master? We're here!"

Jiang Tingwan woke up from his trance and saw the three big words "Tingfengyuan" as soon as he looked up. He was standing in front of an exquisite courtyard on the top of a mountain. It was backed by a mountain wall and faced the distant mountains. It was suspended on three sides with a wide view. There was only a long corridor leading to the outside.

Although it was much better than the cave, Jiang Tingwan's physiological reaction still made her legs go weak. She couldn't help but blame herself for where she had described Bai Wangshu's preferences in the first place? It was really difficult for her to choose such a high place to live alone!

Jiang Tingwan calmed herself down and strode into the courtyard, but once she got there she was once again in trouble: which room was hers?

After looking around, Jiang Tingwan thought that Bai Wangshu's bedroom should be the master bedroom. Then, after passing through the living room, he walked towards the most luxurious-looking room in the square.

Pushing open the door, a large space is revealed. In the middle is a clean and bright hall, with a bed on the left and a desk on the right. There are many decorative ornaments inside.

As soon as Jiang Tingwan saw the specifications of the room, he knew he had made the right choice.

Although she had not lived there for a long time, Mu Yun finally tidied the room and even lit a refreshing incense in the middle of the room.

If Jiang Tingwan didn't know that Mu Yunzhong wanted to kill him, one would really think that he was a filial and good disciple.

Noticing that Mu Yunzhong had been standing to one side, Jiang Tingwan shook his hand and softened his heart, feeling the heat in his heart.

"Put your things down and go down! We don't need your service here anymore."

Mu Yun finally looked at the person in front of him in surprise, but still put down the food box in his hand, bent his body and stepped back.

"Wait!" Jiang Tingwan stopped him when he was about to go out.

Looking at his thin body, Jiang Tingwan added, "You won't need it until your injury is healed."

This time, she meant it.

But Mu Yunzhong raised his head in surprise. After carefully identifying the emotions in Jiang Tingwan's words, he felt that there seemed to be no difference.

"Thank you, master!"

He lowered his head, but there was no gratitude in his tone, and turned and walked out.

Seeing him walking away step by step, Jiang Tingwan finally let out a sigh of relief, picked up his lunch box and found a place to sit down.

A red light appeared opposite Jiang Tingwan and transformed into a lively little fox when it landed on the ground.

After seeing Jiang Tingwan's concern for Mu Yunzhong, he was delighted and said, "You finally stopped thinking about getting rid of Mu Yunzhong first!"

Jiang Tingwan, who was seen through, pretended not to hear anything and concentrated on opening the food box.

"I'm starving! I'm afraid of heights to begin with, and now I'm dazzled by the fear." He then took out the roast chicken and took a bite. His eyes lit up and he exclaimed, "Hmm... Mu Yunzhong's cooking skills are incredible!"

After saying this, he began to eat voraciously.

Seeing her enjoying the meal, Sui Jiu licked his lips and said, "As a reward for your sincere return to the main mission, I would like to remind you that the competition of the Hundred Immortal Sects will be held in three months."

Jiang Tingwan stopped gnawing on the chicken leg, because the third day of the Immortal Sect Hundred Schools Competition was the day when Bai Wangshu would die.

"Three months!" That meant she only had three months left. "Can I get a different reward?"

Jiang Tingwan said dissatisfiedly with his mouth full of oil.

Sui Jiu: "No, the reward has been given and cannot be returned."

Jiang Tingwan retorted, "I'm telling you, as an elder of the Sanyuan Sect, I will get the news of such a big event as the Xuanmen Competition soon. Do I need you to tell me? What kind of reward is this?"

Suijiu was about to refute, but after thinking about it carefully, he actually felt that it made sense.

Jiang Tingwan seized the opportunity and turned the tables, "I protest against this reward that is equivalent to nothing!"

"Then what do you want?"

Suijiu felt that he was in the wrong, and Jiang Tingwan had never thought that there was room for bargaining. He was delighted and quickly asked, "I want a skill to save my life!"

“I can’t give you that!”

"You just agreed to it!"

Sui Jiu refuted seriously: "As long as you learn how to practice and strive to control this body as soon as possible, you will at least reach the Jindan stage after practicing again. This is a skill in itself."

Jiang Tingwan was choked by his own words and simply said, "Then you have to give me some ability to protect myself!"

After taking a few bites of the roast chicken, he felt a little more energetic after being full and satisfied. He spoke about his experiences incessantly, feeling full of grievances.

"Besides, whose skill of traveling through a book is so useless? It's useless even if you can't see it..."

"Look, what's the difference between me and ordinary people in this world now? I was killed before I even completed the main quest..."

"Just now, I could only talk a little to teach those outer disciples a lesson. I was afraid that they would kill me. How could they stop Mu Yunzhong from turning evil? I would turn evil first..."

Jiang Tingwan kept chattering into Suijiu's fox ears, making Suijiu very confused.

Finally, as if he couldn't bear it anymore, he compromised and said, "I can only give you the ability to defend against accidental injuries once!

"what?"

Jiang Tingwan was unexpectedly surprised, "Are you serious?"

Sui Jiu nodded and quickly broke free from Jiang Tingwan's grip: "Really! But it can only help you avoid fatal damage once, and it is a strength below the Muyunzhong realm."

"Isn't that below the stage of forming a golden core?"

"Yes, there is only one chance, but if the attack is launched by Mu Yunzhong himself, the defense will not be effective."

"Then what's the difference between this and nothing? As long as Mu Yunzhong takes action, I will still die!"

"This is the greatest help I can give without affecting the original plot. You don't have to!"

"I want it, I want it." Jiang Tingwan immediately gave in. "It's better to have it than not to have it."

After saying that, Sui Jiu's pupils, one blue and one purple, suddenly flashed, and then a mark like a fox's tail appeared between his eyebrows, emitting a magical light.

Jiang Tingwan was stunned for a moment and didn't move.

Sui Jiu's forehead was getting closer to his own forehead little by little. After a bright light, Jiang Tingwan felt something small and hot entering his forehead, and then slowly disappeared.

"Just like that?" Jiang Tingwan touched his forehead, somewhat unbelieving. He quickly went to the house to find a mirror and saw the faint red mark between his eyebrows.

"This mark will form a protective shield the moment someone attacks you, saving your life. This is one and only one move."

Suijiu's reminder rang in his ears, but Jiang Tingwan's attention was attracted by himself in the mirror.

Eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like dusk clouds, jade cheeks, beautiful eyes, starry eyes, cherry lips. She thought that according to Bai Wangshu's age, as a cultivator who has practiced for hundreds of years, even if he has the ability to maintain his youth, he would look a little older, like Cang Shuzi and Xing Mingzi, who are generally over 30 years old.

However, he didn't expect that he was still in the prime of his life. Judging from his appearance, even compared to Mu Yunzhong, he was not much older than him.

"I have made an exception. If you cannot change Mu Yunzhong's ending, your journey of self-rescue will also end here."

Sui Jiu once again reminded her of her situation and also awakened Jiang Tingwan's heart that was obsessed with beauty.

The originally clear sky was suddenly covered with a layer of dark clouds, and the air gradually became oppressive and humid, a sign of rain.

The mountain breeze blew into the courtyard, and then blew into the room along the open window. A purple breath hovered above Tingfeng Courtyard, and finally flashed into a house, and landed on the ground and turned into a graceful woman in purple.

"See Young Master!"

Mu Yun, who was applying medicine, had his upper body exposed, and the scars on his body could be seen at a glance.

The woman's expression changed instantly, she felt distressed and quickly stepped forward to ask with concern:

"Did that woman hit you again?"