The beautiful mage was kidnapped by the contracted beast again

One month, from zero to level two.

What is that concept?

Miaomiao couldn't help but compare himself to the other. He had been diligently fed by his grandfather for six years, and even with his unique talent, it took him more than two months.

This formation seems to be something that everyone can do easily.

If such a formation could be used not only on a few individuals but also on more people, it would be a terrifying and heaven-defying thing.

As if seeing his connection, Xing Yue laughed and said, "This kind of formation cannot be promoted on a large scale."

"The price alone is beyond the reach of ordinary people. The blood sacrifice formation devours countless living souls, and its evil aura is so strong that ordinary people would experience palpitations and madness just by approaching, let alone practicing within. Only blood relatives, connected by blood, are immune to the bloody evil aura when the formation is activated. Even so, after quickly gaining immense power, their minds will become numb and dull. At this stage, a simple hypnotic manipulation is all that is needed to turn them into one's puppets."

This is also the reason why the owner is confident that he can present an obedient dog to the king.

Miaomiao couldn't help but ask, "Since this formation is so effective, why did they only give you a month? Wouldn't it be better to let you stay a little longer?"

Xing Yue shook his head and said, "No, it's only been a month, and the two people with me have completely lost their minds. If they stay any longer, they will become irreversibly demented."

"Every time I practice in the formation for a month, I have to return to my normal place to rest for at least three times that amount of time. And as the number of times increases, the rest time also increases, and the effect of the formation becomes weaker and weaker. I can feel that this formation can only improve my ability to the fourth level at most."

While the fourth rank might not seem high, it actually surpassed 90% of ordinary people on the continent. If several fourth-rank cultivators could be cultivated using only the lives of ordinary people, Xing Yue was certain that many in power would consider it.

For example, the king of Moon Shadow Principality.

It was called a bet, but how could the king, who had already suffered betrayal from the nobles once, fail to notice such a big move by Haiwei?

He just let it go.

"After a month, I returned to the tribe and found that my mother had left home. Other members of the tribe gave me the letter she left behind, saying that she had gone back to her parents' home. They told me to live a good life on my own and not to look for her again," said Xing Yue.

"But I didn't believe she wouldn't wait for me to come back, so after those people were convinced that I had been successfully brainwashed and relaxed their surveillance of me a little, I secretly went to my mother's family in disguise. In other words..."

"That's my home," Lin Feng continued. He even laughed a little when he talked about this. "Your grandfather was dressed in pitch black that day, crouching under the wall of my house like a black crow, eavesdropping on us talking in the yard. My mother happened to see him and thought he was a young thief who had come to spy on us. She picked up a stick and tried to beat him up."

Later, while fighting, he pulled off the mask and found that he looked familiar. Then he realized that this was actually the boy from his sister's family.

"So..." Miaomiao moved her fingers uneasily.

Then I heard my grandfather say, "She didn't come back here."

When he mentioned this, his eyes, which had once been filled with warmth, turned cold again, hiding an unbreakable hatred. "Those people forged her letter and deceived me. It took me a long time to investigate. The day after I was taken away, my mother was executed for offending the head of the family. She exposed the head of the family's actions in public. Everyone in the clan knew about it, but no one tried to stop it, and no one told me."

What would it matter if they knew the truth? Would they be able to abandon their current aristocratic lives?

They couldn't do it, and those who could have done it had already been cleared out by the head of the family.

Don’t listen, don’t look, don’t smell, don’t ask, don’t think about anything, don’t care about anything, just live your current rich and prosperous life, isn’t that what life is like?

But at that time no one expected that Xing Yue would be one of the few people who survived.

Even the head of the family felt a little regretful afterwards.

This is the chess piece they want to present to the king. What if he finds out that his mother died because of him and loses control in excitement?

But the dead can't be resurrected, so they had to come up with a hasty excuse to deal with it first, and then inform him that his mother had "unfortunately" died during her trip. Even if he had doubts for a while, after a few more brainwashing sessions, the doubts would disappear.

"The only thing he didn't expect was that I wasn't brainwashed." Xing Yue said, "The one who brainwashed us was also from the organization he was working with. He seemed to trust these people's abilities very much and believed everything they said."

"Those people brainwash us through magical sounds, weaving false memories while our minds are blank. But I'm naturally emotionally indifferent, so the formation didn't have a strong enough effect on me. I also had prepared in advance to protect my brain. Their hypnosis only added a memory to my memory, but it couldn't erase my original one."

He then put on a simple disguise, feigning obedience. Those who had long been accustomed to the effects of the formation let him go without a second thought.

"After learning of my mother's death, I made up my mind to take revenge on this family."

Be it the head of the family or anyone else, he doesn't intend to let any of them go.

Lin Feng sighed: "My mother tried her best to dissuade you at that time, but unfortunately you didn't listen at all."

Lin Feng's mother knew very well that her sister would not want her son to ruin his life because of hatred. She wanted to take him in and find an opportunity to send him to other countries, but she didn't expect that Xing Yue left without a word the next day.

Xing Yue shook his head: "If I let it go, then I will no longer be myself."

Even if you survive, you will just be a wandering ghost.

But at that time, his power was not enough to fight against a family, not to mention that there was royal power behind the family.

So Xing Yue had to settle for the second best. He decided to use the resources of his family and the royal family to train himself to become someone who could subvert them.

Five years later, the news that the Haiwei family presented a fourteen-year-old fourth-level magic warrior to the king spread like wildfire, causing a sensation in the whole city.

A genius, though rare, would not have caused such a big response.

The key point is that this was actually presented by the famous waste family Haiwei! This means that they have found a way to produce geniuses.

The king was very pleased. Not only did he not revoke the noble title of the Haiwei family, he even promoted them twice, from baron to earl. The patriarch of the Haiwei family was also very happy. He had brought the family to unprecedented glory and he would be the greatest patriarch in the family's history.

Only Xing Yue knelt under the throne, listening to their laughter with an expressionless face.

"The king valued me very much. Because of the rebellion, he held those close to him to extremely high loyalty. I spent thirty years in the royal household, completing everything he asked of me, and finally earned his complete trust. Since then, I've gained resources that ordinary people couldn't even imagine. With the accumulation of those resources, at the age of forty-four, I broke through to the tenth level and successfully joined the elite group."

"The king is ecstatic," Xing Yue said softly, his eyes cold. "He thinks he has a tenth-rank guard, one who is incredibly loyal to him and can be summoned at will. No other king could do such a thing."

He even took the unusual step of giving his dog a chance to make a request.

At the time, Xing Yue simply said, "I don't want anything, but I haven't seen my people for a long time. I hope to hold a celebration with all my relatives..."

The king naturally had no reason to disagree with such a small request. He issued a call to arms, summoning all members of the Haiwei family, who had become incredibly powerful, their family expanded dozens of times, and their personnel spread far and wide thanks to their continuous supply of "guards" to the king.

"No one suspected anything." A bloodthirsty smile played on his face, as if he were lost in the memories of that day. "They couldn't have imagined that someone would spend thirty years... using such a foolish method, just to catch them all in one day."

boom--

That night, the flames burned bright red, swirling and burning almost half the sky. Xing Yue slowly emerged from the flames, carrying a massive sickle. Endless black fog enveloped him, swallowing up all the curses, screams, and wails.

But not enough.

His gaze shifted to the palace again.

He agreed to a deal with someone and was going to kill the king.

All the defensive formations of the palace were nothing to him. For thirty years, every restriction here was open to him. When he walked into the king's bedroom without any hindrance as if he had walked into the park next door, he found that the man with the highest status in the country was standing quietly by the window, looking at the flames that had already shot up into the sky.

Hearing his unconcealed footsteps, he smiled: "Are you here to kill me?"

Xing Yue didn't say anything.

The king sighed, "Do you think I'm dead, so you don't even bother talking to me? This is your true character, isn't it? You've been trying so hard to pretend for the past thirty years."

Xing Yue said calmly: "Since you know, why don't you run away?"

"Escape?" The king smiled.

He turned to face Xing Yue, and Xing Yue realized that the man who was young when he first met now had gray hair and was old.

The king sighed, "You know, the moment I saw that something had happened to the Haiwei family, I immediately ordered that your access to the palace be revoked. But it's so strange that in such a huge palace, no one responded to me. It's as if everyone has been transferred away."

Xing Yue said: "I'm not the only one who wants to kill you."

"Yes." The king sat down on the bed, his face devoid of anger. He had experienced too much betrayal in his life, so many times that he had become numb to it.

He looked at Xing Yue and said, "But you are just a knife they are using to kill me. Once you make a move, they will immediately issue a warrant for your arrest. By then, you will have nowhere to escape, no matter where you are."

Those people will gain a good reputation for avenging the late emperor, and no one, whether ministers or people, will resist them taking over power.

"Are you willing to let them use you like this? If you take action, you'll ruin the rest of your life. But if you let me go, not only will I not hold you responsible, I'll also give you even more wealth and glory. Think about it, I haven't been bad to you in the past thirty years, have I?"

Xing Yue said: "It sounds like you think I should be grateful to you."

The king said, "I am not that naive."

"However, I don't consider myself a terrible king. During my reign, Moon Shadow Principality has been getting better and better. Killing me will only make you a criminal that everyone will hate. Ask yourself, is it worth the price? You have reached the tenth level and could have lived a life that everyone envied anywhere. Why let yourself fall into nowhere?"

"Political achievements are something that politicians need to be judged on." Xing Yue calmly raised the sickle in his hand and chopped it down.

"And I am just a killer."

His life was ruined at the very beginning, so what future does he have?

"Afterwards, just as the king said, the Moon Shadow Principality issued a wanted order for me within half an hour, with a reward of 300 million gold coins."

Xing Yue smiled and said, "It happened too quickly. The entire city was blocked. I couldn't get out and didn't know where to go. I ended up running into his mother while wandering around."

"What do you mean by 'his mother'? Can't you call her aunt?" Lin Feng rolled his eyes.

"My mother initially thought you were out for revenge, but then there was no news for over thirty years. Seeing you constantly doing those dirty things for the king, she thought you were brainwashed and told us to run away if we saw you. But when we finally met you, she couldn't help but pick you up."

The Xing family was not an aristocratic family, nor did they have many people. They were just an ordinary household. Taking in the wanted criminal Xing Yue was probably the most audacious thing they had ever done.

If Xing Yue had not had no contact with them for more than 30 years, they should have been the first to be searched after the accident.

"In order to gain our trust and let us know what he had done over the years, he showed us his memories. Afterwards, my mother used her connections to secretly send him out of the city. However, I think it's impossible for him to escape so smoothly with just my mother's connections. There must be someone else involved."

"You know what happened after that." Lin Feng looked at Miaomiao.

After being hunted for decades, Xing Yue chose to flee to the vicinity of Erlenst, which had separated from the Moon Shadow Principality. During this period, he broke through to the eleventh level and then encountered a long-awaited surprise in his life.

The dark fog that had enveloped him for almost his entire life turned into wisps of smoke that could no longer be seen when he embraced that snow-white, fragile life.

"Miaomiao." Xing Yue suddenly said.

His eyes fell on the ignorant child, and his voice was as soft as the lake water blown away by the wind, or like the twinkling stars in the polar night.

"Thank you."

Thank you for meeting me.