Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

Q: What does it feel like to watch someone kiss and hug your body from a third-person perspective?

A: Yes, it's regret. The person involved expressed deep regret.

Gu Yao silently turned his head and watched the little brat climb onto the bed, then hug his body and place a kiss on his pale face.

That look in his eyes...something just doesn't seem right!

Gu Yao felt like he was digging a dreamy Barbie castle out of his toes.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Yao silently turned his head and watched as the boy used fire-attribute spiritual power to nourish the cold body. The way the boy's fingers were intertwined made Gu Yao, now a soul, unable to help but curl up.

I feel inexplicably hot.

Do souls also get hot?

Gu Yao couldn't help but raise his hand to touch his face, as if he could actually feel a trace of warmth.

Warm yet irritating.

It felt as if my fingertips were touching the warmth of another person.

But Gu Yao knew perfectly well that this was just his illusion.

She pursed her lips, and her initially happy mood suddenly seemed to have soured.

Her fingertips curled involuntarily, and she sighed softly.

This body is still in a dangerous state; we can't go back yet.

I estimated it would take about three days to get back to the Demon Palace. Three days should be enough to get back.

Gu Yao pondered for a moment, considering his next plan.

As she pondered, her gaze couldn't help but fall on Shen Zhezhu. The boy wasn't sleeping soundly; his brows were furrowed tightly.

Gu Yao frowned. At Shen Zhezhu's level, she should not have nightmares at all, so how could she be trapped in a dream?

Could it be a demon in my heart?

This is not good for spiritual practice.

The transparent soul couldn't help but move closer to the boy and listen intently.

"Master..."

"Is there something I did wrong?"

Why don't you like me?

"I will be very good, please, Master, don't leave me!"

"Master... no, don't go..."

"It hurts so much, it really hurts so much... Master, Master..."

……

The boy curled up, muttering unconsciously in his sleep, each word sounding like a plea squeezed from his throat.

It smelled of blood.

Every sentence is a testament to the suffering a young man endured.

Gu Yao lowered his head in silence.

My heart was filled with guilt, and I felt a bittersweet feeling.

The boy seemed to be completely trapped in a nightmare. His whole body began to tremble uncontrollably. He bit his lip tightly, unable to utter a single word. His lips trembled, and he could only let out painful groans.

Helpless, Gu Yao reached out his fingertips and gently stroked the boy's back, trying to comfort the person in front of him.

But a force suddenly pulled him in, and in a flash, he entered the boy's dream.

Looking at the boy lying on the ground in front of him, covered in blood, Gu Yao pursed his lips. In his hand was a bone whip with barbs, the white bone whip already soaked in blood. The blood flowing all over the ground looked like a demon, baring its fangs and claws, ready to devour Gu Yao.

Gu Yao felt a wave of dizziness, staggered, and fell directly into the chair behind him.

He never expected that the person in front of him would dream about this period of time.

The boy lying on the ground moved his fingertips at the sound, raised his blood-soaked face, stared at the person in front of him, reached out, and gently tugged at Gu Yao's clothes with trembling fingertips.

"Master..."

Gu Yao felt conflicted as he looked down at the boy who had become a blood-soaked mess.

He naturally knew that this was Shen Zhezhu's inner demon.

But this is also his dream.

In other words, Shen Zhezhu could kill the person who abused and beat him whenever he wanted.

This problem can be easily solved by eliminating the source of the inner demon.

But he seemed to be truly recalling those memories, reliving those pains over and over again.

Why are they unwilling to resolve the problem simply by killing "Gu Yao"?

Gu Yao looked down at the person on the ground with a complicated expression.

The boy was already unconscious, breathing more gasping for air than he was breathing in.

Shen Zhezhu's vision was filled with blood; the blood smeared across the boy's entire face, making him look pale and fragile. Gu Yao pursed his lips, his lips trembling as he threw down the bone whip, and couldn't help but squat down, his trembling fingertips lifting the boy into his arms.

The boy's eyes were tightly closed, the sweat on his forehead mixed with blood, dried, causing his sideburns to stick crookedly to his face.

Gu Yao pursed his lips, reached out and grabbed the boy's fingertips, then touched the boy's thin wrist.

His spiritual energy was in disarray, and his internal injuries were mixed with external ones. He was so badly injured that he didn't even know if he could survive.

Gu Yao was somewhat angry.

The inner demon is also a manifestation of the master's spirit. Suffering such beatings every day, it would be a miracle if Shen Zhezhu could be in good spirits, as he is enduring the pain of his soul being torn apart.

Does this person have masochistic tendencies, coming in every day to be beaten up?

He took out a pill from his storage ring and fed it to the person.

They carried the person to the bed.

The boy, who had not yet fully grown up, was thin and still had a childish air about him.

Gu Yao sighed softly and resignedly tidied up the mess for the person.

He curled his fingertips, feeling the abundant spiritual energy. He knew that the spiritual energy in this illusion was not even a fraction of his peak spiritual energy.

Even so, he felt comfortable both physically and mentally.

With a sigh, Gu Yao tucked the blanket around the person and left the room.

He knew that today was already a risky day.

Once you reach Shen Zhezhu's level, you will definitely be able to perceive the changes in your dreams.

He couldn't let him see him when he was sober.

Xiao Jiu, who had just been released, adjusted her beret and stood in front of Gu Yao. She looked around at her surroundings, as if about to ask something, but the young man turned his head to look at her first. "Xiao Jiu, take me out of here."

Not asking whether it's okay or not is a sign of trust in the system.

Xiao Jiu turned her head to look at the door behind Gu Yao, but still nodded, reached out and grabbed Gu Yao, pulling him out of the dream.

Looking at the relaxed young man on the bed, Gu Yao reached out and touched the boy's brow with his fingertip, his face showing some heartache.

"Xiao Jiu, when did the original owner die?"

Xiao Jiu was taken aback, lowered her eyelashes, and said in a low voice, "Three months later."

He paused, closed his eyes briefly, as if he had given up entirely.

"The original owner was the first sacrifice on his path to ascension. Shen Zhezhu used both the Path of Ruthlessness and the Path of Slaughter to reopen the path to heaven, and all the sects that had besieged him became his victims."

The path of slaughter was built with the souls of countless wronged people.

Use Gu Yao's life to completely sever the root of their relationship.

The road is ruthless.

Shen Zhezhu truly lived up to that promise.

He became the first person in this world to ascend to heaven in ten thousand years.

Upon hearing this, Gu Yao paused for a moment, then said, "So, the Tianqian Sect was wiped out, is that right?"

The system paused for a moment, then nodded.

"This is the only way for the protagonist to become an immortal. The path to heaven in this world has been cut off for tens of thousands of years."

Aside from operating on two parallel paths, the system couldn't find any other way for the male protagonist to ascend.

Gu Yao's eyes lit up upon hearing this. "So, as long as the male lead can successfully ascend, he can protect the Tianqian Sect, right?"

Xiao Jiu was taken aback, but still nodded. "Host, you have a lot of authority now. As long as it doesn't affect the final result, things like the life or death of characters who aren't very important in the original plot can be changed within your capabilities."

Gu Yao gave a genuine smile, his expression relaxing slightly. "That's good."

That way he'll still have things to do later.

Otherwise, what's the point of playing this game? In the world of cultivation, he's currently a useless nobody and doesn't have the ability to orchestrate the fake deaths of so many people in the Tianqian Sect.

It seems I should start planning what to do next.

This world has many secrets.

This looks like it's going to be very interesting.