Ye Luoli: The Charismatic Girl Leads the World to Darkness

After Mo Ran finished speaking, the darkness in the abyss seemed to tremble, and a seductive voice that could melt one's bones came out from within.

"It seems... this time, I accidentally... touched your little lover~~"

As time seemed to have passed, Mo Ran calmed down, crossed his arms, and coldly raised an eyebrow: "Mo Rao, watch your words."

Her usually aloof face, as if meticulously crafted and decorated by Nuwa, was now covered in frost. Dressed in black, she looked like a block of solid ice devoid of any emotion.

Her temperament is clearly inconsistent with her public persona, but these traits blend seamlessly into her, as if she were always meant to be this way.

"What? You guessed wrong!"

The woman's voice rang out again, sounding somewhat dejected: "Fine, all you wanted was to see her memories, why are you being so mean?"

That pitiful voice, so tender and charming, could probably melt even the hardest steel.

But Mo Ran remained indifferent, his voice devoid of any warmth: "Don't even think about her again."

The woman's voice rang out again, this time softer, as if it could melt away all traces of water: "So fierce! You're not like this with her at all~"

Mo Ran's expression remained unchanged; he merely gave a cold snort, as if unwilling to waste any more words with that person, and turned to walk into the darkness.

Just as his figure was about to disappear, Mo Ran paused, tilting his head slightly as he said:

"You are not worthy to touch the memory of God."

After saying that, she straightened her perfectly wrinkle-free robe sleeves, stepped into the darkness, and disappeared.

After a long while, the abyss stirred, as if in a fit of pique, slightly closing its opening.

Below the abyss, a woman dressed in black sat on the ground, her wrists and ankles adorned with thick black chains.

The woman's face was aloof and cold, and it was exactly the same as Mo Ran's.

She stretched out a finger and stirred it in the air, and the darkness in the abyss flowed slowly with her rhythm.

"Hmph!" The woman snorted, her face cold, and with the coldest expression and the fiercest gaze, she uttered the most shocking words in the most alluring voice:

"We're both the same person, I'm not worthy, and neither are you! Why the hell are you cursing yourself for no reason?! Ugh, what a terrible thing to do!"

(What's wrong with me digging a hole?! What's wrong with me digging a hole?! [Image of utter despair])

Yan Xi stood up, stared at the stone for a long time, then waved her hand. Red immortal power swept over the stone and scraped its surface. When the immortal power disappeared, the stone had been neatly arranged into a stone platform.

Yan Xi formed a hand seal, and the red immortal power gathered on the stone platform once again, but this time, it condensed into a lying human figure.

As the immortal energy dispersed, a person suddenly appeared on the stone platform.

Golden hair with black highlights, a gold gear hair accessory, a plain white dress, and pink high heels.

Bai Guangying.

Are you planning to go to Thunder Pavilion?

"Hmm, let's see her." Yan Xi gestured with her chin toward Bai Guangying, who was lying on the stone platform, and pondered, "Wake her up in a bit. If she wants to go back to Thunder Pavilion, then send her back. If she doesn't want to... then let her come with us to the Fire Desert first."

Thinking about it, Yan Xi suddenly laughed out loud: "Ha, that bastard finally got himself into trouble. I'd be doing myself a disservice if I didn't go and see what happened."

The idiot's lips twitched, and he said quietly, "You really are a 'good friend'."

Yan Xi raised an eyebrow and smiled at the idiot: "If you also let it be sealed, I will definitely come to see you."

The idiot rolled his eyes and forced a fake smile: "Heh, no need for that."

After saying that, the idiot disappeared back into the system space.

No matter where Yan Xi is going, that idiot has to look up a map first, otherwise...

He didn't really want to spend the night in the woods.

After the idiot left, Yan Xi looked at Bai Guangying, who was lying on the stone platform with her hands crossed over her stomach, looking like she was sleeping peacefully. She frowned, unsure of where to start.

To be fair, she didn't want Bai Guangying to become another version of herself; she wanted Bai Guangying to be herself, not a shadow or tool influenced by other people's personalities.

In the original storyline, even though Gao Taiming said he would give her freedom, Bai Guangying felt that it was her own choice. However, as the Awakener, it is undeniable that Bai Guangying was still influenced by Gao Taiming's personality.

Isn't that a shackle?

Once awakened, she becomes a shadow.

After watching for a long time, Yan Xi seemed to have made up her mind. She closed her eyes, crossed her fair and slender hands in front of her chest, and intertwined and danced, forming a series of intricate hand seals.

Corresponding to the handprints were intricate and ornate magic arrays appearing on the ground and in the air.

Numerous magic arrays completely enveloped Yan Xi and Bai Guangying, forming a giant cocoon.

Yan Xi's hands moved without stopping, and her body suddenly floated slowly into the air, with fox ears and a fox tail appearing on her head and behind her.

Behind her, two enormous figures, one golden and one dark, slowly materialized, performing the same hand seals as Yan Xi.

Finally, Yan Xi parted her red lips slightly, "Light and darkness intertwine, light and shadow blend together."

The sound was light and melodious, like the sound of a temple bell coming from ancient times, revealing a touch of Buddhist compassion.

Behind her, the two figures, one golden and one dark, suddenly merged together, forming a huge, colorless phantom.

Yan Xi stopped what she was doing, crossed her hands into fists in a prayer-like gesture, and then said in a deep, resonant voice:

"In the name of God, I wish Bai Guangying to become Bai Guangying."

Bai Guangying, who was lying on the stone platform, suddenly floated into the air, surrounded by magic arrays.

"Think, act, and follow your own will."

In the name of freedom, I sentence Bai Guangying to a new life.

As the word "rebirth" fell, Bai Guangying's body suddenly transformed into a butterfly of gold and dark colors, fluttering and swirling within the magic array, before finally merging into a humanoid form condensed from energy.

"Click——"

Something seemed to be broken.

Meanwhile, the sky was covered with dark clouds and lightning flashed.

"Boom——"

A bolt of silver-white lightning, as thick as three large water vats, poured down and struck Yan Xi squarely.

It is a tribulation of lightning, or you could say, divine punishment.

Yan Xi knelt on the ground, without using her immortal power to block, and without even uttering a sound, she endured the nine bolts of lightning.

This human body isn't very strong; it's already ruined after just nine lightning strikes...

Yan Xi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with a small, intact piece of skin on her arm, and suddenly laughed. She felt like a half-cooked roast pig, and even smelled of meat.

[Oh dear, struck by lightning again. Your physical condition isn't up to par.]

The idiot, unfazed by the sight, peeked out from the system space. Seeing Yan Xi's miserable state, his expression didn't change much; he merely raised an eyebrow slightly in surprise and clicked his tongue: "Stop laughing, it's really ugly."

Yan Xi's current appearance... well, how to put it? Her red dress was tattered, her hair was charred black, and there were hardly any good spots on her exposed skin; almost all of it was either turned outwards or charred flesh. Her delicate face was not spared either; a long scar ran from the corner of her eye to her jawbone on the right side, also with flesh turned outwards.

This half-cooked, half-baked appearance... is slightly frightening; if you walked out, people would probably think you'd stumbled into a meat bun shop.

"Wow, roast suckling pig?"

Mo Ran walked over from the side, bent down, poked Yan Xi's blood-stained shoulder with his fingertip, and gently smelled it under his nose:

"It's ready."