Poisonous Goddess: I'm just lazing around in the mortal realm.

Although Pei Nanyue's face showed some anger, her tone of voice softened considerably.

She was, after all, her most beloved younger sister, and she couldn't bear to scold her too much. Right now, as long as her sister was alright, she was already content.

Pei Suisui tilted her head, secretly watching her sister's tightly furrowed brows relax slightly, and felt a little relieved herself. She quickly stepped forward and nestled on her sister's lap, acting coquettishly.

"Did my sister cover for me on Father's end?"

Pei Suisui suddenly remembered that she had been out of the manor for so long today, her father must have returned long ago.

The fact that her sister was able to personally go to the palace to fetch her must mean that everything had been arranged with their father.

Seeing his sister acting so shamelessly, Pei Nanyue could only shake her head helplessly.

"Yes, when you see Father, tell him we went to Yuqing Temple to pray for blessings and fulfill our vows. Don't let it slip." She gently pinched her younger sister's nose, her tone full of affection.

"Sui Sui will listen to her older sister."

This head

The heavy rain continues.

Thirteen slumped to the ground, a smile on her face as she looked at Sun Youzhi who was approaching her. She had taken a solid blow from him in order to poison him.

However, she underestimated Sun Youzhi's strength. She was now so exhausted that she could no longer dodge.

Since descending to the mortal realm, Thirteen has been relentlessly searching for Sun Youzhi's whereabouts. If she hadn't anticipated that she was no match for Sun Youzhi and hadn't specifically kept poison close to her body...

In today's battle, I'm afraid she won't even be able to touch Sun Youzhi.

Through the rain, Thirteen could vaguely see the blackening gradually spreading on Sun Youzhi's arm, and she realized that her poison had indeed been administered to Sun Youzhi!

Right now, what would satisfy her even more is getting Pei Suisui away from this place safely.

As Sun Youzhi's figure drew ever closer, Thirteen finally closed his eyes with satisfaction, awaiting his final death.

She had lived in this world for over a hundred years, so she naturally took life and death lightly. To die at the hands of the Demon Lord Chongming's incarnation was, in a way, a way of not disgracing her senior brothers and sisters of Cang Qiong Mountain.

But after a moment, the expected attack did not land on Thirteen.

"what--"

Just as Thirteen was somewhat surprised, a sudden roar ripped through the sky.

Thirteen opened her eyes involuntarily, and what came into view was a very familiar figure standing in front of her.

The man standing in front of her was dressed in a black and red outfit that accentuated his waist, and the long sword in his hand was still dripping with blood.

Seeing the drop of blood on the ground, Thirteen was startled.

With her abilities, she could only manage to cut a small gash in Sun Youzhi, but the man in front of her was able to injure him directly. This showed that the man had actually held back a lot of mercy towards her before!

She looked ahead through the man's back and saw that the person kneeling not far away was none other than Sun Youzhi, who had tried to take her life earlier!

At this moment, Sun Youzhi was kneeling on the ground, panting heavily.

He clutched his bleeding left arm, and not far from him, the left hand, which the man had cleanly severed, lay on the muddy ground like a rag.

Sun Youzhi was furious. In his hundreds of years in the mortal world, he had never seen anyone who could hurt him like this.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but raise his head, his face contorted with rage as he roared at the man in front of Thirteen.

"Who are you!"

Rain streamed down the man's cold, handsome face. Tall and slender, his brows and eyes exuded a detached and aloof air. He looked up at Sun Youzhi, his eyes deep and dark.

In just a moment, Sun You subconsciously remembered that familiar 'old friend'!

"haven't seen you for a long time."

Shen Mu's voice was low and deep, and his dark eyes were faintly tinged with blood in the rain. He stood ramrod straight in the rain, exuding a fierce aura.

When Sun Youzhi saw him, a hint of panic inevitably appeared on his face.

"How did you end up in the mortal realm too!"

His words were clearly tinged with unease. Although his divine power was unmatched in the mortal realm, he had been dealing with Shen Mu for the past few years.

He didn't gain anything either!

Shen Mu glanced discreetly at Thirteen behind her, and only after confirming that she was indeed hers did she look directly at the person in front of her and speak.

"If you can descend to the mortal realm and bewitch the Emperor of Nanyang, why can't I come down and greet you?"

He had been waiting for Chongming in the mortal realm for several months, but unexpectedly, Chongming actually showed up today. In that case, there was no need for him to go through the trouble of personally sending people to the Western Regions to find Chongming.

Sun Youzhi curled a cold smile slightly. He had naturally noticed Shen Mu's attentiveness towards Thirteen, and his tone couldn't help but be somewhat sarcastic.

"What? Your favorite? Too bad it took a slap from me, it won't survive."

He was absolutely certain that his divine power would be able to tear Thirteen's body apart.

Although he didn't deliver the final blow to Thirteen, judging from the fact that Thirteen's divine power was still weak, an ordinary minor deity would not have been able to withstand his palm strike.

It will be completely wiped out in a day or three to five days at most.

Shen Mu's expression did not change as he had expected upon hearing this, and he said in a calm tone...

"That's none of your business, Chongming. Surrender now."

Having said that, he casually twirled the sword in the air before plunging it straight into the ground. As the ground cracked open, a beam of white-purple light suddenly burst forth, instantly appearing across the entire floor of the Bright Moon Palace.

This was a trap that Shen Mu set himself after the Bright Moon Palace was burned down.

All this was to wait for Sun Youzhi to show up in person!

The light, like a talisman, began to shrink as Shen Mu murmured to himself. Thirteen was surprised, not expecting that Shen Mu had already prepared a trick.

Seeing this, Sun Youzhi covered his wound and coldly smiled.

"You think this childish trick can trap me?" He had barely finished speaking when he leaped onto the palace wall behind him.

Shen Mu knew, of course, that the barrier couldn't trap him, but he kept muttering to himself as he looked at Sun Youzhi's figure.

Seeing that Shen Mu's barrier was getting closer and closer to him, Sun Youzhi had no choice but to temporarily abandon everything in front of him.

"We'll meet again, Shen Mu! I'll be waiting for you!"

After saying that, he transformed into a beam of white light and vanished into the rainy night.

After Sun Youzhi left, Shen Mu withdrew the barrier.

His barrier was merely a ploy to intimidate Sun Youzhi; it had no binding force whatsoever. Had Sun Youzhi delayed even a moment longer, he would have discovered that the barrier was fake.

Shen Mu quickly turned around and saw Thirteen slumped on the ground. At this moment, Thirteen no longer cared about disguising himself as a man and was sitting in front of him in his true form.

Thirteen wiped the rain off her face, revealing her exquisitely beautiful face, which was deathly pale from the heavy rain.

Clearly, Sun Youzhi was right; Thirteen had already sensed something was amiss within his body.

The moment she looked up and met Shen Mu's gaze, before she could even speak, the blood that had been suppressed in her chest for so long gushed out.

Thirteen's vision went black, and he fell straight backward.