Even the God of Quick Transmigration Needs an Assessment

"Kill her! Kill her!"

The war was finally over. Cries mingled with anger as people glared at the figures on the high platform, wishing they could skin them alive and suck their blood. No amount of torture could quell their hatred. War was unavoidable, and these ordinary people could only flee for their lives. Who would have thought that there were spies who deliberately leaked secrets and caused this war? It was an unforgivable crime.

The torture revealed that the root cause was a desire for revenge against everyone after being unhappy in love. His intentions were particularly despicable, and he was extremely selfish and self-serving. He harmed so many people simply because of his own selfish desires.

Shi Liuxiu was bound to the execution platform, her hands tightly tied behind her back. Knowing there was no hope, she laughed instead. Looking at Yuewu standing at the front and An Jibai protecting her, her eyes held an inscrutable emotion, and a maniacal laugh appeared on her face. "You ignorant and stupid lowly people, I did all this because of her, Yuewu."

With a "what's the use" attitude, she began to maliciously accuse Yuewu, glaring at her fiercely, "It's all your fault! You're the one who ruined my family, caused their deaths and displacement, it's all because of you!"

The common people below were not swayed by her words. They were not as powerful or learned as some nobles, but they were not fools or children who did not know what was important. Did they not know what they had done? No one was holding a knife to their throats and forcing them to do this. What did it have to do with others?

Rolling her eyes wide, the old woman was the first to raise her hand and shout, "Kill her! Avenge our family!"

Shi Liuxiu snorted coldly, closed her eyes, and faced the end of her body. Yuewu sensed something was wrong. The plot had changed drastically by now. She was about to leave the stage, yet she still looked smug. There was no guarantee she wouldn't have a backup plan. I haven't forgotten Shi Liuxiu's true identity. As a goddess, she could crush this little flower fairy with her little finger.

Sure enough, the broadsword slashed down fiercely, and the body fell to the ground with a thud. The once noisy execution ground fell silent in an instant. A pale red light detached from Shi Liuxiu's body, hovering in mid-air, gradually taking on a human shape, and gradually revealing a woman dressed in a magnificent robe with flowing light. The crowd, whose hearts were in their throats, stared wide-eyed. The uncle's fingers trembled, his mouth agape in disbelief at what he was seeing. After confirming it several times, he finally cried out in fright.

"There's a ghost!"

With him starting this, the scene immediately spiraled out of control, with people screaming in panic. The timid ones ran away in terror. Suddenly encountering such a bizarre sight, some people ran away, leaving only a few who were too weak to move and stood there dumbfounded.

Shi Liuxiu, no, Yao Qing, looked down at the peasants running around below with disdain. She thought they were a bunch of ignorant people who dared to insult her like that. How could a goddess like her be replaced by demons and monsters? They were all blind.

But she doesn't have time right now; she's discovered a major truth!

She let out a cold laugh, her eyes filled with the smug satisfaction of understanding everything. Having regained her divine body, she easily saw through Moon Mist's true form: a peach blossom!

"So you're a flower spirit! No wonder you can bewitch people, no wonder!"

An Jibai was also startled by what was happening before him. Sensing something was wrong, he quickly shielded Yuewu behind him. When Yaoqing saw An Jibai protecting her in this situation, she became even more convinced that he had been bewitched by the spirit.

Having made up his mind, he looked firmly at Yuewu, secretly vowing to make this deeply hidden guy reveal his true colors so that An Jibai could see the real face of the person in front of him.

Even if this action might violate the rules of Heaven, at this moment, she couldn't care less. Without hesitation, she mobilized all her spiritual power in the mortal realm, her hands rapidly forming hand seals. With each movement, an extremely powerful surge of spiritual energy, like a surging tide, rushed straight towards the location of the moon mist.

He was muttering to himself, his tone full of confidence and certainty of impending victory, "An Jibai, just open your eyes and watch closely! She's a complete monster! She's been bewitching you! That's why we've become like this, it's all that damned monster's fault."

Yuewu was in a state of utter confusion, her mind racing as she considered how to respond. She guessed that Yaoqing would seek revenge out of resentment, but she hadn't expected him to dare to strike in a crowded place. This place was close to their residence, and given her strongest attack, the surrounding area would probably be reduced to ashes. Shunyang, which had just suffered from war and was in dire need of rebuilding, was unlikely to endure such a devastation.

Are you out of your mind? You don't care about the lives of others at all, and you're just causing more bloodshed.

Knowing she couldn't win, Moon Mist turned to ask 66 if there were any items that could protect the surrounding people. 66, also anxious about the situation, had never encountered this situation before. In a panic, it rummaged through the system shop and found a 100-meter protective shield, which was said to be able to withstand a nuclear bomb, but it didn't know how effective it would be in the cultivation world.

Yuewu took a breath to calm herself down and stood protectively in front of An Jibai. She had to protect him at least in this critical moment. If he, as the protagonist of this world, died here, it would cause the small world to collapse, which would be terrible. As long as the small world was still there, she could contact the Quick Transmigration Bureau to restart the world and save these people.

Yao Qing's target is her; if she dies, it would be good to save everyone else.

As a powerful pressure descended, Yuewu used her points to create several protective shields to protect herself and the innocent civilians behind her. An Jibai, unusually losing his composure, grabbed Yuewu's sleeve and shouted at Yaoqing to calm down. But Yaoqing, already in a frenzy, was about to achieve her goal and couldn't listen to reason.

As expected of the goddess, her magical power was profound. The protective shield only lasted for a few seconds before cracking and shattering completely. With a heavy expression, Yuewu pushed Anjibai aside and commanded 66 to continue stacking protective shields to protect Anjibai and the people behind him.

An Jibai was suddenly stunned, his body stiffening as he stood there, watching Yuewu fight alone. His heart clenched, and anxiety surged into his heart like a tide, almost making it hard to breathe.

He frantically pounded his fists on the transparent protective shield in front of him, as if he could break through the barrier and rush out to help Moon Mist. Each punch was filled with his anxiety and worry, but the shield remained unmoved, ruthlessly trapping him in a safe place.

At this moment, An Jibai had completely lost his mind. His emotions surged out like a flood bursting its banks. His eyes gradually became wet, and tears uncontrollably slid down his cheeks, turning his eyes red. "Little darling, little darling! Open it quickly, don't go!" he pleaded hoarsely.

Yuewu paid no attention to it, while Yaoqing, seeing An Jibai's outburst, felt a burning jealousy within her.

She sneered, uttering words that sounded comforting but were actually sarcastic: "Hmph, don't waste your energy. She won't listen to you. But it doesn't matter. Once I kill her, you'll come back to me."

They recounted their story to themselves, portraying them as a divine couple deeply in love, while Moon Mist became the culprit who bewitched people and destroyed their relationship.

Gritting his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment and indignation, his attacks became increasingly fierce, and streaks of light rushed towards the moon mist like lightning, determined to completely annihilate the moon mist in this world.

For the first time, An Jibai deeply felt his own weakness and powerlessness. His knees buckled, and he knelt down helplessly, his hands clenched into fists, his nails digging deep into his palms, and blood slowly seeping out.

She didn't understand that if they couldn't share a bed in life, then they should share a grave in death.

Knowing he couldn't stop Yuewu, he could only hope to persuade Yaoqing to turn back from the brink. He thought Yaoqing was crazy, but her madness made him patient. "Take a good look at me. Am I really your former lover? Our appearances, memories, and life stories are all different. We are no longer the same person."

Enraged, Yao Qing shouted, "You are all born from the same soul. I have suffered in prison for a hundred years because of you. How could I not recognize my lover!"

"Now that I have been reincarnated, I am no longer the same person. He is him, I am me, and An Jibai will always be An Jibai!"

Yao Qing felt as if a fig leaf had been ripped off. She stopped what she was doing, her hands trembling. After living together for so many years, it was impossible for her to be completely unaware. But what did it matter? She had given him everything. As long as he was by her side, that was enough.

"So what? As long as it's the same soul, I won't give up."

Enraged, Yao Qing vented her anger on Yue Wu. Yue Wu reacted swiftly, using a protective shield to deflect an attack. Unexpectedly, Yue Wu still had the strength to retaliate. Her eyes darted around, noticing the cold sweat on Yue Wu's forehead. She knew Yue Wu couldn't hold out for long. She was just a lowly flower fairy who wanted to act like a god to save the world. She had no self-awareness. Of course, she knew it was wrong to harm mortals, but she also knew that Yue Wu would protect those blind mortals.

If she makes a mistake, it will be her death.

Thinking of revealing a casual smile, she teased Yuewu like a cat playing with a mouse, attacking her left side one moment and her right side the next, keeping Yuewu busy for a while. 66 was so busy in the system space that she was about to jump up and down, and seeing her every move, she wanted to jump out and slap her.

66 gritted her teeth and said unhappily, "Wuwu, don't worry, in the next world I'll definitely pick the most powerful character for you, the kind that no one will dare to bully you."

Yuewu nodded in agreement. She knew she couldn't escape today and had already resigned herself to her fate. Anyway, the mission was almost complete, and it was only a matter of time before it was officially finished. It didn't matter whether she was there or not. Even if she was killed and separated from the small world, it wouldn't matter.

Thinking about Yao Qing's impending doom, she couldn't help but raise her eyes and chuckle. Looking at Yao Qing, who was still casting spells, she had a gloating look on her face. She was no saint who would pity someone who had harmed her.

The laws of Heaven forbid gods from descending to the mortal realm and disrupting human order. Back then, Yao Qing was imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison for hundreds of years for disrupting Yu Zhao's tribulation for her own selfish desires. Now that she has committed such a crime, once Heaven realizes what is happening, no one can save her. It's not a bad deal to have her buried with you.

Feeling increasingly strained, Yuewu had instructed 66 to activate her damage perception immunity beforehand, as she didn't want to be in so much pain. Finally, under the combined attack of Yaoqing, Yuewu gave up protecting herself and cast two protective shields to negate Yaoqing's attacks. Seeing the fierce stream of light about to reach her, she closed her eyes, preparing to face the final blow.

At the critical moment, Yuewu felt a gust of wind, and then she was enveloped in a warm embrace. She opened her eyes abruptly, filled with disbelief: He... had actually broken through?