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

137. A small step

"I'm ready to bring you back to that level."

For someone who is only at the ninth level to utter such arrogant words to a super-powerful being at the Soul Heaven level is something that would be ridiculed if word got out.

But if this ninth-tier being Yan Zimo, then things would be very different.

Several years ago, during the Civilization Cup held in the Seventh District, Yan Ziming was attacked by Qing. In the end, it was only by Liu Mengxian sacrificing some of her own essence that she was pulled back from the brink of death.

Therefore, Liu Mengxian is no longer Lei Ling, and this position has been inherited by Yan Ziming.

Liu Mengxian's expression remained unchanged, seemingly unconcerned, and she simply said calmly:

"You should understand that."

"Well, I already know."

Yan Ziming remained unmoved; she had already known this outcome before she said those words.

However, she was prepared.

Liu Mengxian's eyes, which were like a still pool of water, finally showed a ripple. She turned to look at her and said, "Let's forget about it."

She knew that Yan Ziming must have gained the same benefits as her back then during his ascension, mostly due to the overflow of his divinity, which was why he had the idea to make this plan.

However, the key issue is not that, but rather that it is impossible for two Thunder Spirits to appear at the same time.

This is the biggest insurmountable barrier.

If I were to go back, wouldn't Yan Ziming fall down again?

"...Xiao Xi, come out."

A beam of light separated from Yan Ziming's body and coalesced into a human figure, which was none other than the useless Xi.

"Hello, hello," said the useless Xi crisply.

The last time was just a fleeting glimpse, and this is the first time she has faced someone like Liu Mengxian so closely, so she can't help but feel a little nervous.

Liu Mengxian bowed slightly, not surprised by the appearance of the useless Xi.

"Her name is Xixi. You've met Xian'er before."

"remember."

At that time, Liu Mengxian glanced at the useless Xi several times, which made her feel extremely psychological pressure.

"So you intend to abandon the identity of Lei Ling and use her to make up for the missing part of your divinity?"

Liu Mengxian had already seen through this.

"Yes." Yan Ziming did not deny it; that was indeed what she thought, and she had already discussed it with the good-for-nothing Xi last night.

A very simple question.

With Liu Mengxian and Yan Ziming's keen eyesight, it's not hard to see that the useless Xi is a life form similar to an elemental spirit, but not quite as good.

However, the divinity it possesses is also a product of some supreme nature, perfectly matching the Thunder Spirit.

Since Yan Zimo's sublimation, she discovered that when the useless Xi was in her body, her already overflowing divinity, that is, elemental affinity, increased again, and by a considerable margin.

Therefore, it was only natural that Yan Zimo would want to use this method as an alternative.

but--

"I don't allow it."

External possessions are ultimately just that—external possessions.

Taken aback by the unexpected answer, Yan Ziming asked, "Why?"

Feihu Xi stood aside, not daring to speak. Facing Liu Mengxian, she felt a natural sense of oppression, like a child facing an adult, meek and submissive.

However, her wandering gaze also foreshadowed her unease.

Liu Mengxian stepped forward, cupped Yan Ziming's cheeks in her hands, placed her thumbs on her temples, and closed her eyes.

Yan Ziming suddenly felt as if he had been completely seen through.

From body to soul.

She didn't resist, but just quietly looked at Liu Mengxian's serene face, feeling both uneasy and somewhat uncomfortable.

Liu Mengxian's fall to the mortal realm because of her has always been a source of heartache for Yan Ziming. She feels she owes her too much, and now that she has the ability to repay her, this is the first thought that comes to mind.

After a long while, Liu Mengxian lowered her hand, and when she opened her eyes, her gaze was even more ethereal. She looked at her and said:

"When the spirit overflows, it transforms into nothingness. You should know that the amount of divine essence that overflows will directly affect your subsequent breakthroughs."

"I didn't mean it—"

"Don't say it." Liu Mengxian's tone and words became a little stern, which frightened the useless Xi who was standing next to her, causing him to shrink his shoulders slightly.

Yan Ziming rarely saw Liu Mengxian like this, and for a moment he was speechless.

Liu Mengxian made her next move—taking her hand and speaking in a gentler tone: "Don't take your future for granted."

"If you still want to do things your own way, then we'll talk about it later."

Liu Mengxian's view was clear: she was already the invincible Soul Heaven, and whether she was a Thunder Spirit or not, she was an invincible being, so the identity of a Thunder Spirit didn't matter.

But Yan Ziming is different. She is currently in the period of fastest growth, and it can be said that she needs Lei Ling's help more than anyone else.

If she were to give it up now, she would face an extremely difficult path ahead.

Logically speaking, with her talent, she wouldn't be in any serious trouble even if she weren't a Thunder Spirit. But falling from the position of Thunder Spirit is not as simple as just losing that 'identity'.

Yan Zimo's second path—Heavenly Punishment—was developed based on the Thunder Spirit.

Abandoning the identity of Lei Ling is tantamount to deviating from her original path, so how can she possibly make any further progress?

After a long silence, Yan Ziming lowered his eyelids slightly and said with a hint of regret, "There's really nothing I can do with you, Xian'er..."

A smile also appeared in Liu Mengxian's eyes, "It should be that I can't do anything about you."

"Since you, as a fairy, have refused my kind offer of compensation, can you grant me a small request?" Yan Ziming suddenly changed the subject, turning the tables on him.

Yan Ziming felt that she could no longer remain stagnant.

Some things need a little guidance to develop in the direction you want.

If you do nothing, you'll end up taking many detours.

Therefore, she decided to forcefully take this city!

"Then so be it." Liu Mengxian readily agreed, while Yan Ziming felt a little uncomfortable.

Generally speaking, shouldn't we ask about the conditions first? Xian'er, you agreed so quickly, aren't you afraid I'll bring up some hehehe~ conditions?

"What's wrong?" Liu Mengxian asked with a smile. In her eyes, Yan Zimo saw that playful composure again.

From that moment on, Yan Ziming knew that his pace had once again been completely controlled by this witch.

"Uh, Xian'er, aren't you even going to ask what my request is?"

"What request does Mo'er want from me?"

"Uh..." Yan Ziming choked, stammered for a moment, then lowered his head in frustration, saying somewhat dejectedly, "We'll talk about it later..."

Liu Mengxian then coaxed, "If it's what you want, Mo'er, I'll do whatever you want."

"Ugh!!! Ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh ugh—"

Yan Ziming couldn't stand the suggestive teasing and felt ashamed of the filthy thoughts that had flashed through her mind. Blushing, she ran from the balcony into the living room, slammed the balcony window shut, and locked it.

"..."

Seeing the person who ran into her room through the glass, Liu Mengxian unconsciously revealed a captivating smile, radiant and beautiful.

The useless Xi opened her mouth slightly, and stretched out her hand in the direction Yan Zimo had fled.

Am I... being abandoned?

He even locked the balcony window from the inside, locking himself in with this person...

Waste Xi felt she was doomed.

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P.S.: The clues have been laid, I can finally start writing about Xian'er (lol).

138. A Silent Change

January 10, 2030, the tenth year since the end of the world.

It was also three months after the end of the Battle of Shanhai.

Three short months felt like three years. Everyone felt like they were in a dream, and in the days of confusion, they ushered in the tenth anniversary of the apocalypse.

A whole decade.

Everything has changed, become unfamiliar, yet we've grown accustomed to it all.

In the morning, Yan Ziming was awakened by a ringing phone. She got up groggily, revealing her beautiful figure.