Bound to Mary Sue, I am against involution in the world of immortal cultivation

Things that break the routine happen extraordinarily quickly.

The Demon Lord is not a person who would consider other people's feelings, especially when it comes to his own great cause - he would never use the excuse of being unfamiliar with the place to delay time.

The little reprieve he gave was stingy, almost mean.

"You can understand, right? This is a great undertaking that can overturn the entire world."

The Demon Lord's voice had a gloomy and arrogant tone that hadn't been seen in the light for a long time. As far as he could see, Ling You's body was lying flat on the shining boulder, and he no longer looked like a living person.

This is the place behind the Demon Palace known as the forbidden area. Countless rumors have been spread from this place, including love, hate, anger, and infatuation... Those who spread the rumors never knew that what was imprisoned here was the "rules of the world."

"Subverting the world is not something that can be done within the rules," Fan Ning said indifferently, and his eyes froze for a moment when they fell on the cold body.

After a long moment, the corners of her mouth gradually straightened, and she said bluntly, "If this is all you've shown me... then I can only say, it's terrible. Apart from feeding a prisoner of desire, I don't see any bright future for it."

"Talking about light with a demon cultivator... Fan Ning, when did you become so naive?" The Demon Lord's attitude turned cold after hearing this, but the arrogance in the corners of his eyes remained unchanged. He rested his right hand on the boulder where Ling You's body was placed, muttering to himself, "I don't want any light. What I want is for this world to submit to my darkness—!"

"You have no choice," the Demon Lord sneered, looking at Fan Ning, "If you don't tell me everything you know, then not only Ling You, but you yourself will not be able to walk out of here alive."

"Since you have chosen to come to the Demon Realm, you must have made your decision."

In his opinion, since Fan Ning had taken the initiative to leave the protection of the sect in the world of immortal cultivation and come to the world of demons, there would be no chance for him to turn back.

It was not an easy task to kidnap the disciples of Yue Lizong in front of them, but within the Demon Realm, strangling Fan Ning, who bore his mark... was as easy as strangling an ant.

"Really?" Fan Ning remained noncommittal.

She lowered her eyes and looked at Ling You, who was incredibly quiet. She seemed to want to laugh, but in the end she just sighed lightly.

"Forcing Ling You to come back here just for something like this?"

Fan Ning said, "Master Demon Lord...you really disappoint me."

"Fan Ning," the Demon Lord's chest rose and fell violently. Since he killed his way through the blockers and ascended to the throne, he had probably never seen anyone dare to give such advice in front of him, especially this person who was not only serious but also could not be killed.

"For Daye's sake, I will forgive you this time, but if you continue to treat me with this attitude, then... I can't guarantee Ling You's safety."

Fan Ning looked back at him again, "I don't need to worry about his safety. After all, if Ling You dies, I'll just lose a beloved lover. But you, Demon Lord...you'll lose the path to success."

"Once a lover is lost, it's lost forever. Has the Demon Lord ever heard of this saying? The one who falls in love first loses first."

Fan Ning smiled, his expression harmless and gentle: "I have always been a winner."

"I really misjudged my brother," the Demon Lord's face gradually darkened. He silently watched the man who said such cruel words without any change in his expression. He realized that the development of things might be beyond his expectations again - running straight in a direction that he was completely unwilling to go.

"What does it matter if he was wrong? He can't open his eyes now anyway," Fan Ning casually told a hellish joke. With one hand, he slowly groped for the uneven stones on the mountain wall. At a position about an arm's length away from the Demon Lord, he found a protruding stone and sat on it.

The Demon Lord was forced to look up at her.

"Ling You loves me so much, even if he died for me, he would only feel honored," Fan Ning propped up his chin and said, "As for me - I'm dead, and before I die, I can take away the solution that the Demon Lord has been seeking for so long. Isn't this a worthy death?"

As she spoke, she became more interested in herself. She clapped her hands and said with a smile, "It's decided. I don't like being controlled by others. It just so happens that I have done something to Ling You. If we die together... it will be a suicide for love."

"...What do you want to do?" The Demon Lord was frightened by her appearance. For a moment, he even drew his sword and looked around in confusion.

How did the topic suddenly turn to suicide for love, and - what is she going to do with the knife!

"Fan Ning!" The Demon Lord had never seen such a scene before and shouted loudly.

"Eh? What do you want me to do?" Fan Ning smiled slightly, the cold dagger was stuck on the slender neck, and it looked like blood would be drawn instantly with just a shake.

The Demon Lord felt that he would gain absolutely no benefit if he continued like this, so he simply stimulated demonic energy to try to directly control Fan Ning's mind - even if it would result in some backlash.

but.

“How could this be…” The Demon Lord stretched out his hand, looking at the connection between the two people that was almost thinner than air. He silently pulled the vine in his palm, extending it, extending it… His mentality gradually collapsed.

"This is controlled by the power of the abyss. How could it be that it has no effect on you..."

According to his speculation, the power of the abyss was not much different from the laws of heaven, and under his control, it had always been invincible. But today...

"Maybe it's due to the unfamiliar climate?" Neither the system nor she belonged to this world. Even putting this aside, the tampered power of the abyss could not fully affect the way of heaven itself.

"Could it be that I didn't touch it..." The Demon Lord was a little dazed, and his voice was extremely shaky.

"It seems I've done something to displease the Demon Lord again," Fan Ning swung her toes and smiled innocently, "What should I do now? Will you still forgive me?"

"..."

The Demon Lord closed his eyes heavily, "You are my companion, I will not pursue your problems."

What a companion who endures humiliation and bears heavy burdens! Fan Ning laughed out loud.

When the man's expression gradually calmed down, Fan Ning tightened the dagger in his hand and slashed himself completely unexpectedly.

"What—you are already out of control and your life is not in danger, why are you still..." Ming Zheng was dumbfounded.

But what’s even more outrageous is yet to come.

Fan Ning leaned against the stone wall, his lips, pale due to blood loss, slowly moving as he uttered strange words, one word at a time.

"Just because you say there's no one, doesn't it? My life is in my own hands," she said confidently, "Like right now, Ling You can't wake up, and I don't really want to live anymore."