Filthy Cultivation: I Pierced the Heavens with the Merit System

She clenched her teeth as if she wanted to chew the woman before her to pieces, questioning both the dummy created by this illusion and her own mother whom she had killed in her past life. With her eyes lowered, she coldly sneered, each word deliberate and deliberate:

How dare you say you raised me?

The three dead men didn't really alarm the woman, but when those murderous gazes fell on her, she was terrified and stopped pretending. She quickly dropped her disgusting act and screamed in a weak, menacing voice:

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

"As long as you don't kill me, I'll tell you where I hid the old man! Don't forget, your grandfather specifically went to find me before the apocalypse. If you kill me, that old geezer won't survive in this apocalypse either!"

"grandfather?"

Li Fuyao was taken aback upon hearing this, but then, seeing the woman's delighted expression, he burst into a silly laugh.

Seeing this, the woman thought she had a chance to survive and hurriedly chuckled awkwardly, but she didn't expect Li Fuyao's expression to suddenly change as she laughed. She bent down, stared at her, and tears streamed down her face.

"You old bitch, look at how you are in my heart!"

"You've been dead for seven years, yet in this illusion projected from my own mind, you're still so disgusting, so filthy it's nauseating!"

Li Fuyao took a deep breath, straightened up, and gently wiped away her tears.

Once she had calmed down, she suddenly grabbed the woman's hair, brutally shoved the dagger into her mouth, and ripped out her tongue with extreme ferocity.

"I believed your nonsense back then, and I almost died on the road several times trying to save my grandfather."

"But when I got to the place you mentioned, all I found was a low-level zombie with its limbs severed. I dug out Grandpa's crystal core myself. Do you know how much it hurt me at that time?"

"You killed my grandfather long before you harmed me, yet you, you damned beast, still use him to deceive me!"

Li Fuyao dragged the tearful woman into the courtyard like a dead pig, looked down at her expressionlessly, and said coldly:

"You should be glad that I've become more peaceful in this other world. If I were still the Night Raven Queen from my previous life, you would probably be suffering the agony of having your tendons pulled out and your skin peeled off."

"I'm not a murderer, but I'm not some soft-hearted, slow-moving saint either. I will never forgive you, you filthy, despicable, selfish, and vicious scum. You were lucky to be stabbed to death in your past life. Now, in this illusion, you might as well go and experience the agony of being devoured by a pile of zombies!"

"Ma Chunmian, you deserve it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the woman was thrown over the wall like trash in despair. When Li Fuyao turned around with a cold expression, she found that the scene in front of her had changed again.

"My sweet girl, guess what delicious food Daddy made for you?"

The roar in her ears was replaced by a gentle male voice. Li Fuyao stared at the refined man in front of her wearing a rabbit apron. After a long while, she couldn't help but let her eyes redden.

She stared at the man in the bear-patterned pajamas in front of her with almost greedy eyes, afraid to move haphazardly as if her dream would be shattered.

It wasn't until a warm arm lifted her up from behind that Li Fuyao came back to her senses in disbelief. With tears in her eyes, she looked at the slight stubble on the man's chin and carefully raised her arm to hug him back.

As the warmth seeped through her clothes, Li Fuyao blinked, and two tears instantly rolled into her collar and disappeared without a trace.

She took a deep breath and buried herself tightly in the man's arms, a genuine smile appearing on her face. When she opened her mouth again, her voice had become the innocent and childlike tone of a six-year-old girl, softly and sweetly saying:

"I guess it's strawberry pudding!"

"Oh dear, Little Fuyao guessed it again!"

The man's round, cat-like eyes, identical to Li Fuyao's, crinkled with a smile. His movements were gentle and indulgent. He raised his other arm and pulled a bouncy, pink pudding from behind Li Fuyao, pouting mischievously as he said:

"Well, there's nothing I can do. Since the clever little princess Fuyao guessed it right, you'll have to have this pudding!"

"This was made by Daddy himself, so Little Fuyao isn't allowed to waste it; you have to eat it all!"

Li Fuyao carefully scooped a spoonful of pudding and put it in her mouth, only to find that because this was an illusion, the taste of the pudding was distorted, just like in her memory.

She reluctantly scooped out a few more spoonfuls and put them in her mouth, but after a moment of silence, she finally lowered her eyes and put down the spoon.

"Why aren't you eating? Is the pudding not to your liking?"

"No, it's just that Fuyao isn't hungry right now."

"Oh? Is it because Nannan's little tummy can't hold it all?"

The man, whose face was not clearly visible, chuckled softly and reached out to take the sunflower bowl from Li Fuyao's hand.

He affectionately kissed the girl's forehead in his arms and coaxed her in a drawn-out, strange tone:

"How about we put Nannan's little strawberry in the refrigerator first? We can take it out and eat it when our little princess has a tummy?"

Li Fuyao, her eyes filled with complex emotions, let the man carry her forward. After a while, a sweet smile slowly bloomed on her chubby little face:

"Okay, Fuyao will listen to Daddy in everything today~"