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

Yu Li politely welcomed the person in, served cakes and tea, but immediately followed with the same sentence: "If you want to ask about what happened to Ling You, I really have nothing to tell you."

Fan Ning glanced at him coldly, but Yu Li was unaffected and continued, "That was something the late Madam left for me. Without seeing Ling You himself, even if I tried everything myself, I wouldn't be able to unlock it."

Yu Li sat down opposite him, his tone somewhat helpless. "That little thing was very domineering. It disappeared after passing through the token. As for what Ling You saw... perhaps only he knows."

"Perhaps it's a prophecy of doom?"

"He looked terrifying back then, as if everything he'd once believed in had been cruelly shattered. No matter how much he hated it, he couldn't escape fate's tricks. Even if he tried his best, he couldn't reach his desired destination—perhaps that was the answer."

Yu Li smiled, and his snow-white eyes became strange as they were affected by the dimness in the room.

"Destiny?" Fan Ning scoffed upon hearing the word. He tapped the tabletop twice with his fingers hooked together. Suddenly, he raised his gaze and looked at the person sitting across from him, leisurely sipping tea. "The last person who mentioned this word to me has had their grave covered by grass."

If fate is really something that is fixed and cannot be changed, then she should die on the experimental table and be completely devoured by those dirty desires.

But she didn't, so - existence was already the answer to the argument.

Yu Li stared at this woman who looked completely different from when they first met. For a long time, he felt like he had drunk a cup of unpalatable yet truly precious tea. His gaze unconsciously shifted away and his voice became hushed.

"The previous Demon Lord said the same thing. He left behind a token and those unpleasant things, and in the end, he couldn't even keep his beloved woman and body safe."

Yu Li asked nonchalantly, "Do you know what I was thinking when I saw Ling You appear in front of me?"

"I'm thinking, fate is something you can't avoid," he muttered quietly, almost to himself. "Even if I gave the token to the Demon Lord, even if I hid it and never let anyone see it... he still appeared before me."

"You want to say this is the result of fate," Fan Ning sneered, and the teacup in his hand landed steadily on the table. "Then fate is really an overly aggressive chess player."

If you don't want to leave any room...

"An unfair chess game will be overturned by a bad-tempered villain."

After he finished speaking, Fan Ning had no interest in continuing to chat with others and turned around and left.

"What? So that's the person." Yu Li stared at the figure for a long time, and only when he could no longer see it did he suddenly laugh and whispered, "He appeared outside of fate."

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A quarter of an hour after Fan Ning left Yu Li, the Demon Lord met the "evil man" himself with a dark face.

"That won't work. Don't you understand pharmacology at all? These two are clearly mutually exclusive."

The Demon Lord looked at the herbs on the table that were accidentally placed together but not used, and his eyes finally showed a little confusion.

"It's too cold here. Do you want to freeze me to death and find someone else to work with?"

After checking, Fan Ning lit a fire on the precious spiritual wood piled on the side to stabilize the subsequent formation.

"Wait, wait--" The Demon Lord tried to remedy the situation, but spiritual wood is spiritual wood, and it burns much faster than ordinary wood.

"What on earth do you want to do?! I didn't provoke you!" The Demon Lord was so angry that he even called him a superior.

Fan Ning sneered and started accusingly: "You didn't provoke me, but your subordinates, your good brother, didn't object when they provoked me!"

Demon Lord: "..."

No calamity.

For the first time, he felt that he was miserably wronged.

"I have been staying here the whole time. I have never seen those people you mentioned!"

"So, avoiding them is a good thing?" Fan Ning asked, sitting cross-legged on the table where the Demon Lord placed his treasures, determined to take his anger out on the other person. "If you had shown up earlier to stop them, how could I have been so angry?"

Demon Lord: "..."

The Demon Lord opened his mouth, and a hundred ways of Fan Ning's death flashed through his mind, but when he really opened his mouth, even the last bit of his hostility was worn away.

"Let's put my subordinates aside for now," he tried to reason calmly. "Ling You is not my responsibility, right? Wasn't he the one you chose? Besides, I only have a body now. Didn't you take my soul away long ago?"

Even so, when the Demon Lord discovered that he couldn't save Ling You, he was really worried. Unexpectedly, after a careful inspection, he found that his soul had run away.

"If you hadn't attacked him, I would have hung him up and whipped him right now," Fan Ning glanced at the weak and helpless Demon Lord, who was rarely in a good mood, and simply started to argue: "You left your human body behind, which is why he dared to do this to me now..."

The Demon Lord had a headache and interrupted cautiously: "Then I'll stuff him back in now and hang him up and whip him?"

"No!" Fan Ning was unhappy again, narrowing his eyes and saying, "You went over me and attacked my people directly. Don't you take me seriously?"

Demon Lord: "..."

The Demon Lord looked at her, then looked at her again, and finally remained in precious silence.

Without someone to talk back to, Fan Ning was too lazy to continue arguing. He picked up the stacks of papers on the table and looked at them, then he regained his cold expression.

"At your current rate of progress, the barrier will soon completely collapse, which is why you are so eager to send your people into the world of immortal cultivation... You are looking for the leader of the Yueli Sect."

"This body won't be of much use for long," the Demon Lord did not directly answer her question, but seemed to have said everything.

He didn't want to dwell on this matter any longer. Judging from Fan Ning's current mood, there would be absolutely no good news if he continued.

"This is a necessary sacrifice."

...It is a necessary sacrifice, but he does not consider the feelings of the sacrificed persons.

These words were light and weightless, yet they carried with them an indelible cruelty and indifference.

Fan Ning laughed as she listened. She jumped lightly to the edge of the barrier, leaned over to look at the power of the abyss below, which was so excited that it seemed like it would break out at any second, and made a decision in her heart.

"I have a way to solve the problem you are worried about," she suddenly said. When the Demon Lord suddenly looked over, she paced in the opposite direction of him and calmly walked to the center of the abyss seal.

Hearing her say this, the first thing that flashed through the Demon Lord's mind was doubt: "How is it possible..."

But soon, his eyes widened completely.