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“Extinct?”

Lian Wu frowned slightly. He knew that the Mei Yao clan was small in number, but it was far from being extinct. How could it happen so suddenly?

"It was done by the Beast Taming Sect. The Charming Demon's enchantment technique not only works on humans, but also has a controlling effect on some monsters. The Beast Taming Sect doesn't dare to catch monsters under your nose, but it's impossible for them to let the sect decline like this, so they set their sights on the Charming Demon Clan.

According to their clan leader, the Beast Tamer Clan's demon hunting operation began six months ago. Initially, they were very covert, remaining undetected, but after experiencing success, they became increasingly bold. Over the past month, the number of demons disappearing has increased, leaving only a handful of the younger generation.

If the demon invasion is not stopped, this tribe will probably become extinct."

After hearing the words of the Charm Demon Clan leader, Feng Ling had a general understanding of the Beast Taming Sect's actions. Their methods of taming monster beasts were truly brutal. Monster beasts were beaten to death everywhere, and the Charm Demons they forcibly captured also met a bad end. After being used, they were killed and fed to the monster beasts.

They even put it under a beautiful pretext: Every wrong has its perpetrator, and it was the charm demon that seduced the monster beasts. Even if the monster beasts wanted to seek revenge, they should go after the charm demon. The people of the Beast Taming Sect helped them get rid of the charm demon, so they should be even more loyal to the Beast Taming Sect.

A layer of frost gradually covered the brush in Lian Wu's hand, and the smile in his eyes had long since disappeared. "I can't stay in the Beast Taming Sect."

There was no need to fabricate those things to wrongly accuse the Beast Taming Sect. It was very likely that they really happened at that time.

Xie Ning rubbed his frozen hands and asked, "So do we really need to use this Fallen Bell?"

"Yes, this is a replica. The real Fallen Bell isn't here. There's no reason for us not to use it."

Lian Wu is not so confused as to distinguish between the copy and reality. Revenge on those sects and protecting the secret realm are his obsessions.

"Xie Ning, what is your obsession?"

Xie Ning was taken aback by the sudden mention of this. "Huh? My obsession?"

Xie Ning interlaced his fingers, resting his chin on the backs of his hands as he thought for a moment. "I don't think so. I've already let go of some of the past. There's no need to cling to it. Clinging to it all the time will only make my life tiring."

"That's true. Perhaps the existence of the memory copy is to let people let go of their obsessions. If you resolve the situation in the copy, perhaps you will feel relieved after leaving the Shocking Memory."

Lian Wu became more determined to resolve all of this. He didn't want these past events to affect his future life.

Feng Ling was listening quietly on the side. He knew very well the reason for the existence of the memory copy, which was almost the same as what Lian Wu said.

For someone burdened with too many obsessions, returning to their original world is extremely dangerous (in Lianwu's case, it's more dangerous for others). Memory dungeons are extremely easy for some players, as the criteria for entering the Amnesiac Quest are that they haven't committed any unwarranted evil in their lifetime and their souls are damaged, so not everyone has strong obsessions.

For players like Xie Ning, memory copies are nothing more than recreating past memories, and they can complete the level by re-experiencing a part of it.

The deeper the obsession, the more difficult the memory copy will be. This is why they team up to complete the memory copy, and the entire copy world will be dominated by Lianwu's memory.

Hua Meng, who was still staying up late to review memorials, was lying on the table fiddling with the blank cards in his hand, thinking about which ministers who were so infuriating that they should give these cards to first.

This group of people received salaries all day long but did nothing. They failed to notice the invasion of demons, suffered severe droughts in some places, and could not solve the problem of food and daily life for the people. They only knew how to curry favor with the emperor all day long.

The imperial concubine had a table moved far away. She was eating cakes and looking at the popular storybooks on the market. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Hua Meng fiddling with cards with a gloomy face, and she guessed what he was thinking.

"Want to target certain ministers? Then I suggest you kill my father first. He's been planning to rebel for a long time. But He Yinsheng might not be very smart. He didn't realize it."

Hua Meng looked up at her in surprise. What did this imperial concubine just say?!

Who to kill first? Her father?

"Does your father know that you are so filial?"

The imperial concubine swallowed the cake in her mouth. "It's not her biological child. I'm his child with a prostitute. The one who was supposed to enter the palace was his wife's child, but that legitimate daughter was more capable than me. She hanged herself five times and was rescued five times. My father was afraid of her, so he wanted to use me as her replacement. Although I don't want to, I can't escape."

"Then how can you say it's not a kiss?"

"My mother was pregnant with me before she met him. She had hoped that the child would bring her honor, but unfortunately, my father killed her when he wanted to replace the legitimate daughter with me."

Hua Meng didn't know how to describe this messy family relationship for a moment.

"The Imperial Concubine's life... is truly full of ups and downs."

"So are you going to kill him or not? If not, then I will recommend someone else." The imperial concubine said with an indifferent attitude.

"Kill him! He's about to rebel. Why shouldn't I kill him?"

Late at night, the imperial concubine's father—er, Hua Meng couldn't remember this man's name. He looked at the face of the current emperor hanging upside down on the beam and staring at him, and was so scared that he almost fainted.

"Tsk, that's great, I can still fall asleep at my age."

Hua Meng jumped down from the beam and took out a card for him to choose.

Imperial Concubine's father: ??? Just one, is there any point in choosing?

"Ah, that's the one you want, right? Come, let me see what it is. Hang yourself immediately."

The next second, Feng Ling took out a strong white silk from his sleeve and subdued him in a few moves.

The imperial concubine's father cosplayed as a sunny doll on the spot, leaving no room for resistance.

This was a relatively unremarkable way of death that Hua Meng had specially chosen. If the opponent was allowed to draw it himself, he might draw something extremely outrageous. Before the demons invaded in large numbers, the court still needed to be stable.

After returning to the bedroom, Hua Meng looked at herself in the bronze mirror. Good, her makeup was not completely worn off.

Jiu Ling was chatting face to face with two jailers at this time. They would never drink with her again, for fear that the previous incident would happen again.

But Hua Meng is still waiting in the palace to put on makeup, so Jiu Ling must find a way to escape.

"Two big brothers, aren't you sleepy?"

The two jailers, with dark circles under their eyes, insisted, "I'm not sleepy!"

"But I'm sleepy, and I can't sleep with you guys watching me!"

"You can pretend we're not here."

"What if you sleep all day again?"

The smile on Jiu Ling's face almost froze. "Oh, I'm just a bit sleepy. What happened before was normal. No need to be alarmed."

Jiu Ling now displayed the same patience he had shown towards 009, patiently persuading the two jailers to leave.