Nonsense! How could my adopted son be a villain?

Si Yuan fell silent, looking dejected. The vine beside him carefully touched him, extending a branch under his head to make him more comfortable.

Seeing him like this, Ryusoo gently touched the single horn on his forehead, his voice seeming to soften a little: "Go to sleep, you'll be fine when you wake up."

As her voice rang out, a wave of intense drowsiness washed over him. Si Yuan struggled to open his eyes wide to look at her, shook his head slightly, and even tried to stand up: "Liu Zhu, I don't want to do this."

Liuzhu stared at him silently, his dark eyes calm yet obsessive.

It looks exactly the same as when we first met many years ago.

Si Yuan's struggles gradually subsided. They had known each other for a long time; he had known Liu Zhu since he was a Qilin cub. Back then, he was a cub carefully raised by his clan, and out of curiosity, he secretly slipped out of the clan's territory to watch his clan fight with Chaos.

The ancient gods fought a bloody and brutal war, their overwhelming power causing mountains to tremble.

The well-protected cubs had never seen such a scene before. One of them was accidentally hit on the tail by a falling rock and cried out in pain.

Liu Zhu appeared at that time. She was not even as tall as Si Yuan's leg. She was a thin and small human wrapped in thick black animal skin. Her eyes were dark and deep. She dragged a huge corpse that was completely disproportionate to her size as she walked past Si Yuan, who was hugging his tail and howling.

She was different from all the gods in the Mountain and Sea Realm.

It has neither a huge and hard body, nor any innate strength.

But when Si Yuan first saw her, he felt as if his heart had been pierced by a sharp weapon.

At first, it was a refusal to admit defeat, but later, without realizing it, that refusal turned into a heartbeat that I dared not express.

But Liu Zhu always maintained that indifferent and calm demeanor, quietly following behind the volatile Chaos, counting the spoils of war, and traveling alone between the two realms.

Like a sword that doesn't belong, proud and sharp.

Si Yuan thought for a long time before finally mustering the courage to carefully select a flowering vine.

He planned to confess his feelings to Liuzhu when the vines grew long enough to bloom. At worst, he would just get beaten up by her; he was tough and could take a beating anyway.

It's just a pity...

Si Yuan's eyes gradually drooped and finally closed, falling into the dream created by Liu Zhu.

Liuzhu gently touched his cracked horn, recalling the day he came to find him.

She sensed that something was wrong with Chaos. When she returned to the Mountain and Sea Realm through the barrier between the two realms, she found that the barrier between the two realms had become much stronger for some reason. The turbid air that was usually calm and settled was also boiling. When she realized the danger and wanted to retreat, it was too late. She could only bite the bullet and rely on her memory to travel through the gap between the two realms filled with turbid air, find a position adjacent to the Vast Cliff, and try to break through the barrier from the weak point where the Vast Cliff was located.

However, the barrier was stronger than she had anticipated. She did not possess the massive physique and formidable strength of the gods, and she could not break through it alone.

Just as she was being consumed by the turbid energy and gradually losing her strength, Si Yuan forcefully broke through the barrier and pulled her out.

The beautiful, newly grown horn on his forehead was now cracked from the force of the impact, and his whole body was covered in wounds, but he still said with a grin, "Luckily, I sensed something was wrong and came here."

"So, how about it? Thanks to me this time, right?"

Liu Zhu listened to his smug words without feeling annoyed, but he found Liu Zhu's injured appearance really irritating.

And then there's that one horn. The Qilin clan values ​​their horns highly. Si Yuan would often go to Cheng Huang to get some ointment, happily rubbing it on his horn and showing it off to her...

But now, the corner is riddled with cracks, as if it might break at any moment.

Liu-soo thought to himself, "What a pity."

But this person, who would cry loudly if hit on the tail by a stone when he was a child, is laughing happily and proudly.

For many years afterward, Liuzhu would think that if it weren't for saving her, Siyuan could have safely crossed the barrier between the two worlds with the powerful body of the Qilin, just like Chenghuang.

Without her distraction, Si Yuan would have more energy to protect the Qilin cub. That way, regardless of whether the Qilin cub would survive in the end, he wouldn't feel so guilty that he hadn't protected the cub well.

Even though he was on the verge of death, he still dragged his decaying body to use a secret technique to seal the already lifeless cub inside the Qilin egg, hoping for a sliver of life.

But clearly, the root of everything is her.

She was revered as the Pill Emperor by the people of the mortal realm, yet she could not find a way to save him. She could only watch as the once majestic Qilin withered away day after day, like fallen leaves on a branch.

This thorn remained stuck in Liuzhu's heart for many years.

She was adopted by Chaos and has witnessed battles and deaths ever since she became conscious, but she could not bear to watch Si Yuan perish.

Fortunately, she finally found a solution.

Ryusoo knelt on the ground and gently placed his palm on Qilin's forehead.

Beneath her feet, countless vine branches twisted and turned, weaving together to form a cage that protected her in the middle. At the same time, the pre-carved array on the ground was activated, emitting a faint glow.

Xu Lingguang noticed that Liu Zhu's figure was becoming increasingly elusive, and turned to look at Lan Jian: "What is she doing?"

Lan Jian's expression turned solemn as he stared intently at Liu Zhu, finally understanding why he had felt something was off about Liu Zhu before.

"She abandoned her physical body, intending to use her soul as a guide to transfer the impure energy from Si Yuan to herself."

The ancient gods possessed incredibly strong physical bodies; if not for the corruption of the turbid energy, even the most severe injuries could heal themselves. Liu Zhu intended to transfer the turbid energy to herself, thus protecting Si Yuan from its corruption and preserving a wisp of his soul, giving him a glimmer of hope.

However, if a human body were to absorb the turbid energy, even someone of Liu Zhu's level would not be able to withstand its erosion and would instantly collapse and perish.

So she simply abandoned her physical body and used her soul to contain the impure energy.

As long as her willpower is strong enough, she can ensure that her soul does not dissipate before the turbid energy in Si Yuan's body is completely transferred.

But the price of doing so is far greater suffering, and the complete annihilation of one's soul.

She was willing to sacrifice her own soul to give Si Yuan a chance at life.

Lan Jian looked at her in disbelief and said, "You insist on doing this, but have you considered whether Si Yuan would like to live alone?"

Liu Zhu frowned, seemingly puzzled.

She hadn't thought about it.

She just didn't want Si Yuan to die because of her, and she just missed the very beautiful, playful Qilin that followed behind her.

If Chaos hadn't taken her in, she would have died long ago.

She never cared about life or death, so she naturally felt that it was worth it to exchange her own life for Si Yuan's life and for that beautiful unicorn to come back.

Thinking about it makes me feel at ease and even a little happy.

Ryusoo said very seriously, "I want him to be alive."