Please Spare My Life, Disciple of the Demon Lord

Jiang Tingwan coaxed Mu Yunzhong, and Wen Bumian moved into Tingfeng Courtyard smoothly. But since then, Suijiu never appeared in front of Jiang Tingwan again, and even the voice in his mind never appeared again.

"You mean, it's me? Oh no, it was the original Wen Bumian who caused the changes in this world?"

Wen Bumian was also shocked after learning about this.

Jiang Tingwan walked back and forth, pinching his chin in thought. "I'm not sure either. My little fox didn't explain herself clearly. I feel like she's even more confused than I am. I sometimes even doubt..." At this point, Jiang Tingwan covered one side of his mouth with his hand and complained in a low voice, "I doubt she's a defective AI system."

Wen Bumian couldn't help but smile when he saw her reaction. "According to the conventions of novels, the system is hosted in the host's body. No matter how quiet you are, she can hear you."

Hearing this, Jiang Tingwan became bolder. "I'm not afraid even if she comes out. Do you think she dares to come out?"

After meeting Wen Bumian, Jiang Tingwan became a little arrogant.

This is a big boss of the lower heaven level! At present, it seems that he is a friend rather than an enemy. In addition, they have the same origins, so she naturally has another big brother in this world, and she is more confident.

Wen Bumian said: "Also according to convention, the system will only communicate with its own host. Unless a key plot is triggered, it will generally remain silent, especially with an outsider like me present."

Jiang Tingwan almost showed an expression of admiration, "Boss! You seem to understand my system better than I do."

"You must be kidding. I'm an old bookworm. I've read all kinds of literature! But I never thought I would be transmigrated into this short-lived, mediocre novel." When Wen Bumian said this, he still felt resentful.

Jiang Tingwan subconsciously felt guilty. He had to keep the secret that he was the original author, so he quickly changed the subject and said, "Boss, let's get to this point! Based on your experience in reading literature, what do you think we should do next?"

"I think the reason why you still couldn't end your book-traveling experience after finding the turning point is that it proves that simply finding the turning point cannot solve the fundamental problem. Only by eliminating the series of influences brought about by this turning point can we truly avoid the possibility of Mu Yun's final awakening of consciousness."

"You mean, Wen Bushian's elixir and the Zizai Sect that was founded because of him?"

Jiang Tingwan was not completely slow, she reacted quickly in this regard.

Wen Bumian nodded, "Only by minimizing this influence can we ensure that the main storyline is not affected to the greatest extent, thereby minimizing the impact on Mu Yunzhong."

"But now Mu Yunzhong is under my nose. I wonder how the Zizai Gate will affect him?" Jiang Tingwan fell into deep thought for a moment.

"I don't know that either, but just now you said that you and Mu Yunzhong once encountered a demon beast that suddenly mutated, and it went from being a psychic to a human form in just a few days..."

Having said this, Wen Bumian’s tone gradually weakened.

Jiang Tingwan suddenly realized, "It's your medicine?!"

"Let me make it clear first, I didn't know it would be like this. When I first came in, the original owner had already been threatened by those disciples to refine many pills. In order to save my life, I had no choice but to obey their orders." Wen Bushian explained guiltily.

"The monster must have eaten a pill that someone dropped in the territory by mistake, which caused it to mutate suddenly."

The doubts about the monster were given a reasonable explanation at this moment.

"In other words, even a pill left behind for unknown reasons could change the plot?"

Jiang Tingwan also realized the horror of the butterfly effect.

"But fortunately, we already have some clues. I don't have to be like before, knowing nothing but refining medicine to save my life."

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Tingwan roughly guessed what he was thinking.

"Of course I am fulfilling my duty as the leader of Zizai Sect and keeping Zizai Sect under our control. We can't let them run around in the world of immortal cultivation with elixirs that don't belong to this world. I was originally thinking if I could rely on your face to hide in Sanyuan Sect for a while longer? Now it seems that even if trouble doesn't come to me, I'm the one looking for trouble!"

Wen Bumian seemed to have sorted out his thoughts as quickly as possible, accepted his current situation, and made clear plans for the future. He is truly a role model for people who travel through books.

At this moment, Jiang Tingwan wished that he could have the brains of Wen Bushian, otherwise he would not have to live in humiliation under Mu Yunzhong's hands.

But as soon as he sighed, Jiang Tingwan reacted and realized that how could he boost others' morale and destroy his own prestige?

I didn't lose in terms of intelligence. If I had his level of strength, Mu Yun would have died long ago. The end would have happened when the news came!

"But how can we conquer the entire Zizai Sect with our strength?" At the end of his words, Jiang Tingwan also felt that the task was arduous.

"That depends on whether you, the Third Elder of the Sanyuan Sect, have status."

Wen Bumian cast his gaze over, and Jiang Tingwan instantly realized the meaning of his words.

The only forces that can help them now are both far away and close at hand.

"According to my memory, there are five guardians in Zizai Sect now, among which there is only one in the early stage of Lower Heaven Realm, one in the late stage of Transformation Realm, and three in the late stage of Core Formation Realm. In order to make Zizai Sect rank among the hundreds of immortal sects, they are planning to participate in the Immortal Sect Trial Conference held once every 100 years. As long as we can deal with them within this time period, I, the sect leader, will naturally keep my word."

"The solution you're talking about isn't...that, is it?" Jiang Tingwan said as he fearfully cut his neck with a knife.

"What else?" Wen Bumian said it easily, and said unexpectedly, "Brother, you have died once, why are you still afraid of this?"

Jiang Tingwan quickly corrected him, emphasizing every word: "I just...fell asleep...sitting at the desk."

Wen Bumian looked at Jiang Tingwanwane for a moment, as if he had considered something, and said sympathetically, "That's right, you are a girl after all. But it doesn't mean that I have to kill them. If they are willing to submit to my strength and raise their hands in surrender, I can let them go. But don't worry, even if it really comes to that, I will do it."

Hearing this, Jiang Tingwan was even moved to tears, and said, "Thank you for your care, sir!"

But as soon as the words came out, Jiang Tingwan felt something indescribable strange.

"The most important thing now is that I have to recover from my injuries as soon as possible, and then go to Qinghuai to clean up the mess..." As he spoke, Wen Bumian's injuries caused him to cough suddenly.

Jiang Tingwan's expression was serious, and he immediately comforted her:

"Don't worry. You are now in the territory of Sanyuan Sect. They don't dare to attack. In the near future, the disciples of Sanyuan Sect who are participating in the trial meeting will go to Qinghuai together. You can go with us then."

Wen Bumian was about to express his gratitude, but the injury in his lungs suddenly hurt and he couldn't help but cough, "Cough cough cough..."

"What happened to you? Did your injury relapse?"

Jiang Tingwan quickly poured him a glass of water. Wen Bumian took it and choked on the water as soon as it went down his throat. Then he started coughing all the way to his lungs and bright red blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Are you OK?"

Jiang Tingwan hurriedly patted his back to clear the blockage, and when he couldn't find a handkerchief, he grabbed a corner of his clothes and handed it to Wen Bumian to wipe the water and blood stains from the corners of his mouth.

At the same time, the door of the room was suddenly opened, and Mu Yun appeared at the door with medicine in her hand, and ran into Jiang Tingwan taking care of Wen Bumian...