Quick Transmigration System: Host, Please Calm Down

A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the entire sky began to turn gray, as if it were about to rain.

Without hesitation, Pan Yang delivered the final blow to the Demon Lord, landing on the ground. He shook Xiao Yao off, glanced at Jiang Yan beside Zhou Yang, and then looked at Zhou Yang.

What did he tell you?

Zhou Yang looked into Pan Yang's dark eyes, which were devoid of any emotion. What was he to Pan Yang? He opened his mouth and asked, "You're not from this world, are you?"

"Yes." Pan Yang replied without hesitation.

"So you remember everything that happened before, right?"

"Correct."

At this moment, Zhou Yang felt as if a huge rock was pressing on his heart, making it hard to breathe. So what exactly was his affection? He even ridiculously believed that the other person truly liked him.

Jiang Yan smiled as he watched this scene, a hint of emotion flashing in his eyes. He seemed to have changed his demeanor: "See? He doesn't like you at all. Kill him. He was just using you."

Zhou Yang didn't look at Jiang Yan, but instead stared at Pan Yang, her eyes slightly red.

Pan Yang stood there with a cold gaze. After a long while, he stretched out a hand: "Come here, or do you really want to kill me?"

001 watched this scene with some worry: "Host, news of your killing of the Demon Lord will spread soon. Is the mission considered complete and should we return to the system space?"

Ignoring 001, Pan Yang continued, "Zhou Yang, what did he say to you?"

"..." Zhou Yang didn't answer him, but inexplicably laughed out loud. The sadness on his face was not concealed at all, and he exuded a demonic aura. So you think I'll just come over with a wave of my hand, is that it?

“Zhou Yang killed him; he never loved you.” Jiang Yan’s voice overlapped with the voice in his mind.

Kill Huan Yang, kill Huan Yang...

Jiang Yan then drew a sword and placed it in Zhou Yang's hand: "Kill him. He has been lying to you all along, deceiving your feelings and using you just to complete his mission."

Zhou Yang gripped his sword tightly, his hand trembling slightly. Kill him, kill him, kill him!

Suddenly he swung his sword down.

Jiang Yan hurriedly took a few steps back. The sword tore the corner of his clothes. If he had been any slower, Zhou Yang would have killed him.

"You don't believe me?" Jiang Yan looked at Zhou Yang with some surprise, but the man's signs of demonic possession didn't seem like he didn't believe him at all.

"I believe you." Zhou Yang looked at him, his demonic energy growing stronger.

"Then why are you still...?" Jiang Yan had just finished speaking when he suddenly realized something and burst out laughing: "I really underestimated the feelings between the two of you."

As he spoke, he even clapped his hands to himself: "Even I'm a little moved, but do you still remember, Fan Yang? Feelings will become your fatal weakness."

Pan Yang couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Jiang Qingyan, have you said enough?"

Jiang Qingyan showed no surprise at having his identity exposed, shrugging indifferently: "The game has only just begun, and I'm suddenly looking forward to seeing Zhou Yang die in front of you."

Upon hearing this, Pan Yang narrowed his eyes, and the pattern on Xiao Yao's body turned a deep red: "Then we'll see if you have the ability."

As soon as Fan Yang finished speaking, he threw Xiao Yao, and Jiang Qingyan, who was standing still, did not dodge. Xiao Yao pierced through the heart with his sword and died.

Pan Yang walked over slowly, pulled out Xiaoyao, and flicked the blood off Xiaoyao with some disgust.

"Pan Yang." Zhou Yang dropped the sword in his hand and walked towards Pan Yang, but stopped abruptly after taking a step: "I didn't mean to kill you..." As he spoke, he lowered his eyes, looking somewhat dejected.

"I know."

Zhou Yang took a deep breath, as if he had nothing to lose: "That person said you deliberately approached me to gain favor for the mission. I don't care about that. I'll give you whatever you want."

It's really strange, but when he saw Pan Yang, he couldn't help but like him. It was as if his heart had been lost. Just looking at that person made him feel satisfied, as if liking Pan Yang had become his instinct.

"So, if you insist on leaving me, can I keep this bracelet?" Zhou Yang asked cautiously.

Seeing that some people had fallen silent, 001 roughly understood why the host liked Zhou Yang. It wasn't just because they knew each other in real life, but more because Zhou Yang would truly accept everything about the host.

He will love his host with utmost care. He will not allow his host to make any changes or put him in a difficult position. Zhou Yang will only blame himself for not being good enough and for not being able to let his host act more recklessly.

001 is certain that even in the end, Zhou Yang might choose to die to prevent his master from using him to threaten the host.

Such a person is enough to make the host like him.

Looking at Zhou Yang's expression with some helplessness, Pan Yang said, "That bastard is talking nonsense. The bracelet was originally yours, why would I go back? Zhou Yang, remember my words, I like you."

"You just need to not betray me, understand? I'll always be there for you as long as you need me." Just like before, you've always been by my side.

We are all selfish, selfish enough to want to stay by each other's side forever. He understood Zhou Yang and firmly believed in Zhou Yang's feelings for him, so he didn't explain at first.

And Zhou Yang convinced him once again that Zhou Yang would always be worthy of his love.

Zhou Yang was somewhat surprised. It took him a long time to realize that the annoying voice in his mind seemed to have disappeared, and the demonic energy on his body was gradually dissipating.

“Okay.” Zhou Yang nodded seriously. He would never betray Pan Yang.

With the Demon Lord dead, the people of the Demon Realm were thrown into a panic. With the help of Pan Yang, the Demon Realm people were quickly driven back again.

And Pan Yang became famous overnight! What surprised them even more was that Zhou Yang Immortal Venerable and Pan Yang became Daoist partners, which was somewhat against etiquette.

But unfortunately, both of them were powerful, so no one dared to advise them, and they couldn't beat them in a fight, so they all turned a blind eye.

However, several decades passed, and Pan Yang and Zhou Yang chose to live a carefree life in the mortal realm. Soon, there was no news of the two in the cultivation world, as if they had completely disappeared.

Pan Yang returned to the system space and looked at 001's screen.

001 felt a little uncomfortable being stared at: "Host, what are you planning to do now!"

"Does your master know you're afraid I'll die?" This 001 in this world has tried many times to leave the small world and seek refuge in the system space.

“I…” 001 didn’t know how to refute it. Damn it, it felt like the host had caught it red-handed.

"Thanks."

"!!" 001 was somewhat surprised. The host had just thanked him! He hadn't misheard, had he?

"Ahem." 001 said somewhat awkwardly, "It's nothing, it's nothing..."

"Alright, stop acting like a virgin. Let's move on to the next world," Pan Yang interrupted mercilessly.

"Pshaw! Teleporting to the next world." That's outrageous!