After Black Moonlight revealed her true feelings, everyone panicked.

Lu Sijian felt as if she were having a long dream.

The scattered threads entangled her, bound her, and squeezed her, trying to drag her into a dark and unknown abyss.

But she refused, and her soul struggled violently.

The threads tightened more and more, frantically and angrily trying to suppress her struggles.

Her soul felt like it was being burned or torn apart; the pain was long and unbearable, but she refused to give in.

A voice seemed to whisper in my ear, "Why are you struggling? This is your fate. Accepting it will save you some suffering."

But she refused! She just refused! Even if she was fish on a chopping board, she wanted to struggle rather than just wait to die.

I may die, but you perpetrators won't live either!

A flame instantly erupted from her body, fueled by her own soul. The flames spread along the silk threads, quickly retaliating against her opponent.

"God's Kingdom," Priest No. 9 suddenly cried out in terror.

"Fire! Fire! Fire! Put out the fire quickly! It hurts so much, help!"

Even though he wasn't on fire, he was writhing on the ground in pain.

The white-clad servants below lay prostrate on the ground, trembling with fear.

The black-haired priest rushed to the control panel and, with a powerful burst of magic, severed the link.

Ignoring Number 9 on the ground, his face ashen, he quickly took over the control panel and swiftly performed several operations to calm the out-of-control soul.

The priests who rushed in then helped Number 9 up, and were all horrified when they saw the burn marks on his pupils.

"What a stubborn soul! Is she planning to perish together with everyone else?"

For the past few days, in an effort to tame the other party, they have been guarding this place almost day and night.

He initially thought he could finish the battle quickly and create a sense of urgency to break through the opponent's defenses, so he immediately started the 10-second countdown.

Unexpectedly, 10 seconds wasn't enough, nor was 60 seconds; it finally took 5 minutes to get it done.

Then comes the invasion of the other person's consciousness, a process that is hundreds or thousands of times more difficult than he imagined.

He tried every method and kept putting pressure on him. Even though he was in so much pain, the other party still refused to give in and eventually tricked him.

His eyes, scorched by the fire of his soul, lost their color, and his eyeballs were charred black; he could no longer see at all.

That was a huge mistake; they shouldn't have provoked the other side just to avenge Number 14.

Number 9 and Number 14 are good friends and agree with each other's view that the small world is a playground or backyard for the gods. They believe that the people of the divine kingdom have the power of the universe and stars, and can turn the world upside down at will. To the people of the small world, they are like gods.

Whether a god wants an ant to live or die is just a matter of a single word.

However, he is cautious by nature and does not act as arrogantly as Number 14.

This one reckless mistake, however, left him with a profound and unforgettable lesson.

"Sir Number 3, are you going to revoke the judgment of malicious breach of contract?" someone exclaimed.

"Yes, we finally got the diagnosis right. Now all we have to do is take over her body..."

The black-haired priest looked up, a trace of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. He asked coldly, "She's going to self-destruct. How do we take over? Who among you will do it?"

Everyone was shocked. Had even the strongest priest in the temple suffered a loss at the hands of the other party?

The black-haired priest slowly walked over. "Who's coming?"

Everyone retreated in unison. With the example of Number 9, they would be foolish to invite trouble upon themselves.

"Is nobody here?" The black-haired priest raised an eyebrow.

The temple was completely silent.

The black-haired priest slowly walked onto the control panel again. "Then listen to me. This judgment was far-fetched to begin with. No wonder the contract doesn't recognize it, and neither does she."

He paused, then added, "According to the contract, Lu Sijian has completed her mission. Although her favorability rating has rebounded, it doesn't mean she can't be considered to have completed her mission."

This time, no one objected.

At this point, there is no better solution.

Although the effect will certainly be greatly reduced and the public has a lot of dissatisfaction, the voting for Star Power is still going on, so it can't be said that there was no gain.

It's better than mutual destruction, where we gain nothing at all, right?

If the small world were to be completely destroyed, that would truly cause the people to lose faith in the temple, which is something they do not want to see.

"The problem now is that Mu Liangyue's reputation is almost ruined. How can we clear her name and turn things around?"

Someone's expression shifted slightly: "Actually, you don't necessarily need to wash it..."

Seeing everyone looking over, he cleared his throat. "If all else fails, why not choose Mu Liangyue as the mission taker? She could turn the tables and clear Lu Sijian's name; there might be some unexpected gains."

"No!" The phantom of Priest No. 1 appeared hastily in the void, resolutely refusing, "How will the people feel if we arbitrarily change the mission takers?"

"Are you willing to sacrifice the temple's reputation for such a small amount of luck? It's hard to cultivate public confidence. What if... the divine kingdom is truly destroyed!"

No one had ever seen the No. 1 priest so angry before, and they immediately fell silent.

The priest who made the suggestion lowered his head in shame, saying, "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

"But what if the public approval rating is high?" the black-haired priest suddenly asked.

He looked up at the No. 1 priest and said, "If the people believe that Mu Liangyue should be judged, then the temple should promptly admit its mistake and correct it."

Priest No. 1 paused for a moment: "If that's really the case..."

“But Lu Sijian has stains that can’t be washed away.” Number 14 suddenly interjected, “She sold herself as a child and that can’t be washed away, and the stain of her beating Lu Yaohua is even more indelible.”

He paused for a moment, then continued, "The reason we were able to successfully capture this little world in the first place was because the world was turned upside down, goodwill was hijacked, and malice became the hero. Our invasion and takeover was to set things right."

"Lu Sijian deserves to go to hell!"

The black-haired priest's pupils contracted slightly.

-

When Lu Sijian woke up, she felt extremely exhausted.

For a long time, she couldn't open her eyes. Her eyelids felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. She couldn't activate a single nerve, and her soul felt adrift and without support.

Until a pair of hands grasped hers, "Jane!"

This time, she finally had a clear sense of awareness and slowly opened her eyes. It was already night outside.

"Ah Jian, how do you feel?" Sheng Yunchao's weathered and haggard face appeared before her.

"How is it? Is that A-Jian?" another voice asked, its tone tense. She recognized it as Lu Lingjun's.

“It’s her,” Sheng Yunchao said with certainty; he was absolutely certain he wouldn’t mistake her.

Lu Sijian breathed a sigh of relief; she had won this battle after all. "You didn't tie me up, did you?"

After saying that, she tilted her head and fell asleep again.

When I woke up again, it was already daytime.

"Sijian!" A figure rushed over and hugged her, bursting into tears.

"You scared me to death! Thank goodness you woke up!"

Lu Sijian examined it carefully, "Youyou?"

"Yes, it's me." Xia Youyou covered her face and choked out, feeling she needed to clarify her stance, "If you don't wake up soon, I'll... I'll..."

Jiang Yuan heard that Lu Sijian's condition had stabilized a lot today, and felt that this was a good opportunity to get closer to him!

She had specially bought a fruit gift box, and as soon as she entered the door, she heard Xia Youyou say this. She immediately went into full-on fighting mode and retorted with a sarcastic remark, "...So you're never going to talk to her/me again?"