After being reborn, the villain comes with a spoiler tag.

"No! Don't fall for the gay men's trick!"

Long Yucheng abruptly pulled himself out of his somewhat romantic reverie, startled, and immediately mentally slapped himself hard, as if trying to wake himself up in this way.

After completely clearing those strange filters from his mind, Long Yucheng felt a chill run down his spine when he thought about what he had just been daydreaming about. Calming himself, he pondered to himself:

"What a brilliant scheme to sow discord! To think they could come up with such a way to drive a wedge between me and my senior brother, did I previously think too highly of Mu Chuyang as an upright and honorable person?"

If he were to accept Mu Chuyang's suggestion and mistake the brotherhood he had cultivated with his senior brother over the years, as well as the gratitude he had accumulated from his senior brother's countless rescues, for romantic love.

Putting aside the fact that his senior brother clearly doesn't seem like the type to like men, once he becomes aware of this distorted feeling, the two of them might not even be able to remain fellow disciples anymore, and there would be no way to salvage the relationship.

Even if, hypothetically, my senior brother were possessed by some strange entity and accepted him...

Without even understanding his own feelings, he concluded that he had fallen in love with his senior brother based solely on a few provocative words from others. This was not only irresponsible to himself, but also extremely disrespectful and hurtful to his senior brother.

Therefore, this is undoubtedly a carefully designed scheme to sow discord. Its brilliance lies in the fact that no matter how Huo Yu reacts, as long as Long Yucheng's heart wavers in the slightest and he believes in this provocation, then the plan will have succeeded!

However, when Long Yucheng carefully recalled Mu Chuyang's various behaviors during this trip, he felt that the person did not seem like the kind of person who would use such despicable tricks.

For a moment, his thoughts seemed to be caught in a dilemma. The image of Mu Chuyang in his mind swayed back and forth, sometimes as a "cunning gay man" and sometimes as a "righteous disciple who betrayed his sect for love." Various thoughts intertwined and tangled, impossible to unravel.

Just as Long Yucheng was deeply caught in a mental struggle, Huo Yu had already reached his destination and put him down.

Long Yucheng then realized that he was in the center of a vast pit, with a strange metal plate standing in front of him.

In the very center of the metal plate was an entrance as tall as a person, and the view behind it seemed to be shrouded in mist, making it blurry and indistinct.

The jumbled thoughts that had been swirling in his mind vanished instantly. Long Yucheng's gaze darted back and forth between the metal plate in front of him and Huo Yu beside him, his voice filled with barely concealed shock:

"Senior brother, could this... lead to Lingxiaozi's cave?"

……

This is the third level.

The four people on the bridge were completely unaware that two of the group had already entered Lingxiaozi's cave. They remained standing on the bridge as stiff as statues, their expressions unchanged. It was unknown what kind of scene was reflected in their hearts.

In the silence, only Meng Xia's eyes slowly changed.

……

"Xia? Why are you crying by the river all by yourself? Did the young master bully you again?"

Meng Xia found herself standing on the bank of a wide river, with a woman carrying a laundry basket in front of her.

She opened her mouth and heard a childish voice come from it, tinged with a sob:

“Mother Li…”

Seeing that she was in tears again, the woman hurriedly went to comfort her. Seeing the dust on her clothes, she already guessed what had happened.

"The young master is at a mischievous age, especially after the master hired those instructors for him, he is obsessed with practicing martial arts all day long. You should avoid him and not get into any conflicts with him."

As she gently brushed the dust off Meng Xia, she comforted her in a tender tone:

"Stop crying. Come back with me. If you see the young master again, apologize to him. He will definitely not make things difficult for you again."

Meng Xia let Li's mother wipe away the tears on her cheeks and nodded gently.

She didn't believe what Li Mama said, but she had nowhere else to go but the Ning family mansion.

Meng Xia was sold to slave traders while fleeing famine with her parents. After several transfers, she was eventually spotted by the steward of the Ning family and became a maid in the Ning family.

Apart from the Ning family mansion, she had nowhere else to go.

However, when Meng Xia took Li Mama's hand and returned to the Ning Mansion, she found the entire Ning Mansion unusually quiet.

The guards who were supposed to be watching the front gate were nowhere to be seen. After following Li Mama into the Ning Mansion, Meng Xia saw that everyone was lying in the front yard, and there was red everywhere.

Li's mother screamed, and the laundry basket in her other hand fell to the ground with a deafening sound.

"You two! Run!"

Meng Xia looked up blankly and met the eyes of the usually arrogant young master. His eyes revealed a fear and despair that Meng Xia had never seen before.

Escape? Escape to where?

Li's mother gripped Mengxia's hand so tightly it hurt, and Mengxia couldn't go anywhere.

Just then, Young Master Ning, who was stumbling towards them, suddenly flew up, and a stranger's voice rang out behind Meng Xia.

"Huh? Another one?"

The next second, Meng Xia felt an invisible force lift her up, and Li's mother beside her finally let go of her tightly clenched hand. Like the others in the yard, she lay on the ground, red liquid flowing from her face and staining her clothes.

"He's quite an interesting little fellow."

Like Young Master Ning, Meng Xia floated in mid-air, uncontrollably turning around to face a handsome man in red.

"One is a water-attribute celestial spiritual root, and the other is a metal-attribute celestial spiritual root."

With the second voice, a man in blue suddenly appeared behind the man in red, giving Meng Xia and Young Master Ning beside her a faint glance.

Although it was only early autumn, the early summer felt as cold as if one were in a heavy snowfall in December.

"The old man always says I'm all alone, so I might as well take these two little ones back with me."

The man in red smiled and said that he looked even better when he smiled, but for some reason, Meng Xia only felt scared, even more scared than when the man in blue was staring at her.

The man in blue said calmly:

"If you like raising wolf cubs, be careful you might get bitten in return."

"Haha, that's more interesting! Little ones, what are your names?"

The man in red smiled and asked Young Master Ning, who was standing next to Meng Xia.

The boy seemed to finally recover from his shock, his eyes wide with anger, and he roared at him:

"Monster! Murderer! I'm going to kill you!"

The man in red wasn't angry. With a wave of his hand, Young Master Ning was rendered speechless. He smiled and looked at Meng Xia:

"how about you?"

Meng Xia was finally able to speak; she heard her seven-year-old self's voice, barely audible:

"Early Summer".

"Yes, I like obedient people."

The smile on the man in red's lips deepened. He then turned to look at Young Master Ning, who was still struggling, without much thought:

"Then you shall be called Zhaoqiu, Ning Zhaoqiu. Not bad, as expected of the name I gave you."