Seeing her silence, the system also sighed and said, "It truly did use every possible means to resist its own demise... That's what our System Administration does, to help these small worlds stabilize their existence."

But that world obviously no longer met the requirements. What's more, the Heavenly Dao deliberately submitted an application to the System Administration before descending to the mortal world, and even generously gave the maximum authority and precious bloodline he could give... No matter how you look at it, something is wrong.

[Compensating for the missing through external energy... This is also a way to save the world.]

Fan Ning has the blood of Heaven. If she had not chosen to take the risk and absorb the power of the abyss, if she had not had the missing supply in Ling You... then she would never have been so at ease facing the real rules.

——No matter whether the Heavenly Dao had such thoughts or not, the moment Fan Ning chose to face the challenge, there was only one ending.

It probably tried every possible way, but it just happened to run into Fan Ning.

Fan Ning didn't comment after hearing this, but just sighed and said, "There's nothing wrong with wanting to live."

System: [I thought you would be angry.]

[No need,] Fan Ning said lightly, walked out of the narrow path, and looked up at the sun in the sky.

It was such a beautiful sunny day when I killed the Demon Lord.

"Fan Ning," a woman in a light blue dress appeared at the end of the road.

Fan Ning was stunned at first, then raised his head. Before he spoke, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"It seems that you have got what you wished for?" The woman smiled and slowly looked inside along the path. Even without getting close, she could still smell the clear breath of death.

"Will you leave with me? Those people are waiting for you, waiting for a result."

"Ms. Fanyi, I'm very happy to see you here, but I still have some unfinished business. You can bring the results to those people on my behalf."

Fanyi was a little stunned.

It had been a long time since she had seen such vivid and real emotions in her daughter. It was like mentioning a flower that had not yet bloomed, and there was even some undisguised expectation between her brows.

"You met someone interesting, right?" Fanyi smiled, and when she saw her slightly raised eyebrows, she instantly understood.

She then took out a warm jade pendant from her waist, looked at the blessing aura it was filled with, wrapped it in a small handkerchief, and handed it to Fan Ning.

"Is this your blessing for us, mother? But you haven't seen him yet."

"That's true," Fan Yi smiled. Her drooping eyebrows were very similar to her daughter's, but she was older. There were more memories in her eyes, good or bad, they were all in the past.

"Fan Ning... I just hope you are happy."

This is a mother's original wish.

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When I returned to that world, it was still a sunny day.

Fan Ning walked lazily on the familiar road, not caring about the strange looks of some passing monks. Instead, he held the candied haws in one hand and the sweet fruit in the other, eating happily.

[Host, don't you plan to meet Ling You? ]

The system watched her eat and run here and there, bullying the children who were running around and then scolding the adults who were arrogant... She was in a good mood all the way and seemed to be having a great time.

The system is puzzled by this.

"Aren't we just on our way there?" Fan Ning pointed to the route that led straight to the Demon Palace, spread his hands, bit off the top candied haws, and said nonchalantly, "If you don't have any memories, it won't make any difference if you see it, right?"

[Then why don't you use your soul body? As long as you strip away the aura of the Heavenly Dao, the memory blockade on them will naturally be lifted!]

【It’s not the right time yet.】

Fan Ning took a bite of the juicy fruit, his eyes wandering until he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure and then slowly froze.

"I've found some fun."

She turned the corner and entered the building in front.

The system, which saw the situation clearly, said: [Ah? Do you want to go in a second time?]

No one answered.

Fan Ning walked up to the top floor with ease, wearing a mask that covered half of his face. He leaned lazily on a chair and asked, "Anything good today?"

The demon cultivator waiting beside him took a look and confirmed that the other person's clothes and attire were all expensive. He took out a booklet from the side and handed it over respectfully.

"Rejuvenation Pill..."

"Demon Pill...? Did Qi Mu fall asleep again? Can this even be put up for auction?"

"A pill that grants immunity to all poisons... that's meaningless."

"Would you like to do business involving people?" Fan Ning closed the booklet, supported his chin with one hand, but his eyes fell on another masked man from afar.

"This..." The demon servant seemed a little surprised, but soon subconsciously wanted to refuse: "No, this is against the rules..."

"Is that what Huorong taught you?" Fan Ning sighed, looking with interest at someone who turned around at the familiar name, and chuckled, "A brain like that really needs to plant potatoes properly..."

"Which one do you want?" When the demon servant heard the key words, cold sweat broke out on his face.

The master behind this building is not hiding deliberately, but since he is not a person of noble status, there is no way to find out.

What's more - their Demon General has actually complained about growing potatoes recently.

"I want him."

Fan Ning pointed at someone opposite him.

The demon servant didn't expect that the person she liked was not someone in the building, and he was a little hesitant for a moment.

In the past, he wouldn't mind agreeing to such a business deal directly, but things are different now.

I don't know what brought the Demon Lord here a few days ago, but he not only concealed his identity, but also happened to run into them planning to resume their old ways and make a big move.

The result was that the Demon General was punished and was suspected of being assigned to dig potatoes, and the people under him also had a difficult time, and from then on they dared not do such self-serving things at the expense of others.

"You don't dare?" Fan Ning raised his eyebrows. He was not surprised by the result.

She quickly came up with a roundabout idea.

"If you don't dare, prepare some strong liquor for me and I will drink it myself."

"..."

The demon cultivator was silent for a moment, then lowered his voice and asked, "Then, what about getting drunk?"

"Of course, carry it into the house and do whatever you want with it."

"..."

Isn’t this unethical…?

The demon cultivator hesitated for a moment, his eyes honestly glued to the spirit stone she released, and he couldn't help swallowing.

...If this deal is successful, it will be a business that makes a lot of money with no investment.

Morality... He is already a demon cultivator, so what morality is there to talk about!

It's a disgrace to the demonic cultivators!

"Please wait a moment," it is not shameful to bow down for five dou of rice, or even five dou of gold rice.

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