I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

With a mournful sigh, the old man's body gradually turned to ashes and vanished.

He was already fading away, and Yan Ziming accelerated that process, but in the moment before he died, he still had a satisfied smile on his face.

He succeeded; on his deathbed, he successfully nipped a promising future ruler in the bud.

For him, a dead man living in the past countless ages, this deal was undoubtedly a huge win.

After wielding the blade, Yan Ziming lost all his strength and knelt down. With only a sliver of willpower, he gripped the hilt of the Raikiri sword with both hands, bracing himself against the ground to prevent himself from collapsing completely.

She was afraid that once she collapsed, she would never be able to open her eyes again.

The terrible situation of her vision flickering between light and darkness was getting worse and worse—what used to be a regular pattern of flickering was now becoming a pattern of longer periods of darkness and very little periods of light. The intense drowsiness that was trying to lull her to sleep was also growing stronger as the light gradually faded.

Most importantly, she is still alive.

[Think...think quickly...I've lost contact with my body. If even thinking stops, I'll really die...]

In front of Yan Ziming, Liu Mengxian had already squatted down, cupping her face in her hands, her eyes flashing with struggle.

However, Yan Ziming's sense of touch had all disappeared, his vision was dim, he could see nothing, feel nothing, and all bodily functions had stopped, only his thoughts were still racing.

Clearly, the countdown to his life has begun.

I was wounded by his blade; I reckon my internal organs were ripped apart... I won't last much longer...

[That's why having flesh and blood is such a hassle... One hit and I'm down... I wonder what would happen if I were in elemental form?]

[By the way, elementalization...]

Yan Ziming's thoughts stirred slightly, but quickly faded away.

The elemental transformation has been lifted and cannot be restarted in the short term; her only trump card for survival has also become useless.

【warm bodies?】

A sudden flash of inspiration struck Yan Ziming, and he finally found hope. He put aside all his thoughts and fell into complete silence.

"?!"

Liu Mengxian felt a sudden emptiness in her heart, and was horrified to discover that Yan Ziming in front of her had completely lost all signs of life!

He was fine just a moment ago, how could he suddenly stop breathing?

She instinctively reached out to pull her back, but the next moment, she stopped.

Yan Ziming's silent body began to crystallize little by little, starting from his legs, gradually turning into blue-purple crystals like glass, reflecting a dreamlike light and containing the most dazzling splendor of the human world.

Gradually, this phenomenon spread throughout her body, turning her into a glass doll, and one could even clearly see the scenery behind her through her body.

Even now, Liu Mengxian's eyes still couldn't hide her joy, but what happened the next moment made her furrow her brows.

—Yan Zimo's crystallized body exploded into a shower of light in an instant!

The light rain did not drift away with the wind, but remained floating in place, slowly gathering and gradually forming a human-shaped outline.

This is......?

Liu Mengxian's expression suddenly turned strange.

Liu Mengxian had only intended for Yan Ziming to achieve the expected goals; the crystallization process was within her expectations. However, in that short time, with a loud 'bang,' Yan Ziming suddenly took a giant leap forward...

Oh no, now she's finally going to blame herself, her master...

Chapter 136 The Story of Creating Humans

The light rain condensed in place, forming a ball that seemed to be forming a new body.

However, progress stalled there. The light and rain did indeed gather together, but they could never form a concrete outline; they were simply a meaningless jumble.

Occasionally, it would manage to condense into a barely recognizable human-shaped outline, only to crumble away a few seconds later due to a lack of control, returning to a hazy mass.

After trying for a while, Liu Mengxian couldn't bear to watch anymore. She sighed inwardly at Yan Ziming's clumsiness and reluctantly went forward to help.

"Mo'er."

Liu Mengxian called out softly, and the ball of light in front of her seemed to hear it, beginning to move erratically.

"Let's keep it as it is, and leave the rest to me."

After saying that, she used her control over the lightning element to forcibly gather the imprisoned energy in front of her, maintaining it in a cube shape.

Then, she began to sculpt the character based on her impression of Yan Ziming.

Yes, that's right, it's about creating characters.

Yan Ziming is currently unable to undergo physical reconstruction, but Liu Mengxian can. As a former Thunder Spirit, and having even shared some of her Thunder Spirit essence with Yan Ziming, it can be said that she and Yan Ziming are of the same origin, and Yan Ziming inherited a part of her 'path'.

Originally, when she left behind the Thunder Cutter, she was very careful not to let her path affect future generations. However, the situation in the Seventh District was urgent, and the path she had walked was ultimately imprinted on Yan Ziming's body.

The path of a Soul Heaven Realm expert, honed by the years, has long reached an unparalleled level, becoming exceptionally domineering. Even the slightest influence could greatly affect Yan Ziming's path, potentially causing her to deviate from her original course and ultimately discover that she has embarked on a dead end.

Don't be fooled by the fact that there are no problems now. When Yan Ziming is about to break through to the ninth level, she'll be in for a rough time.

After observing Yan Ziming for some time, she discovered that Yan Ziming was indeed influenced by her, although not very obviously, it was not a good sign.

Little by little, the influence will accumulate and deepen as Yan Zimo goes further and further away.

Therefore, in order to minimize the impact, Liu Mengxian was waiting for such an opportunity, using a life-or-death crisis to force out Yan Ziming's potential and correct her path.

Although it cannot be completely removed, it can be reduced by a large part. After that, Yan Ziming will have to deal with it himself.

Moreover, Yan Ziming, as a Thunder Spirit, still has some flaws.

The reason was that she refused to abandon her physical body, which made her Thunder Spirit Body slightly imperfect.

This is also the fundamental reason why Liu Mengxian stood by the two people standing there.

"Emm... this is how it is here..."

Liu Mengxian began to work, starting with the feet, kneading them exactly as she remembered them.

Soon, a pair of delicate jade feet were perfectly recreated in her exquisitely crafted hands. Each toe maintained a beautiful curve to its limit, delicate and graceful. Combined with its blue-purple transparent color, the crystal shoes from fairy tales seemed to be tailor-made for her, showcasing her stunning beauty.

Next came the legs, and then upwards one by one. Liu Mengxian's hands were the hands of the creator, and everything was reborn under her hands.

Perhaps because she was creating an extremely perfect being, even with her skill, it took her quite a while to complete this massive 'project'.

"okay."

Liu Mengxian tapped Yan Ziming's forehead one last time. Yan Ziming, who had been waiting impatiently, shattered the layer of blue-purple light covering his body, scattering light fragments all over the ground.

"Xian'er... ah, hmm?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, Yan Ziming sensed something was wrong.

—The voice is too childish.

And that height...?

Looking down, she realized that her feet were off the ground. She was being held by Liu Mengxian, and her line of sight was straight ahead, so all she could see was a pair of full and firm breasts in front of her, which gave her a vague sense of suffocation.

This is an ancient treasure for lolis—face wash!

"...Xian'er, is this how you remember me?"

Yan Ziming slightly raised her youthful face and stared blankly at Liu Mengxian, her eyes filled with a heartbreaking yet irresistible resentment.

She actually sculpted herself into the shape of a little girl!

I trusted you so much, and you actually want to raise me like a little girl?!

Loli is one thing, but what's with those valleys on her chest that don't fit a loli's figure at all? Isn't this a case of a baby face with huge... well, you know?

"It's actually quite cute like this."

Liu Mengxian lifted Zi Mo, the little girl, high in the air and began to offer insightful comments, her eyes seemingly serious.

"I don't think so! When I explain this to outsiders, am I supposed to say that I went back to my mother's womb to be remade?!"

Perhaps because of her shrunken size and childlike personality, Yan Ziming, who was usually easygoing with Liu Mengxian, suddenly kicked her little feet in anger.

"Then I'll continue."

Seeing that Yan Ziming was truly unwilling, Liu Mengxian had no choice but to reassemble Yan Ziming's form into the previous ball of light rain, and then start sculpting the figure again.

She was quite familiar with Yan Ziming's body. Not long ago, she had carefully touched Yan Ziming's entire body, knowing the size of each part and the curves of each part.

Before long, she had finally sculpted a completely new Yan Zimo. This time, there were no other changes; it was exactly the same as her.

"...Xian'er, do you want to see what I looked like when I was a child?"

Yan Ziming's face was still a little red, not only because Liu Mengxian had just molded her into a little girl, but also because when Liu Mengxian massaged her body and touched her private parts, she still felt a sense of shame.

"If you want to show it to me."

"Unfortunately, all those things were gone when the apocalypse came..."

This cannot be called a lie; it is true. All of her former belongings have long since disappeared.

A hint of amusement, enough to make even the stars sway, flickered in Liu Mengxian's eyes. "Then... why don't you change back to your previous appearance and let me see you to my heart's content?"

"Hmm... If you want to, Xian'er, it's not... Eh, eh—!? Can you turn back?" Yan Ziming exclaimed in surprise, pointing to his body and asking Liu Mengxian for an answer.

"can."

Liu Mengxian confirmed Yan Ziming's question, then placed her hands on her shoulders and said seriously, "Mo'er."