I risked my life, using the butterfly effect to shatter the immortal realm.

"Fifty thousand spirit stones."

A heavy storage bag slammed onto the muddy stone table.

Man Gu had a dark expression on his face, and behind him was a string of spirit beasts strung together by the Immortal Binding Rope.

"Senior Brother Man, you're quite particular."

Gu Santong's dirty hand left afterimages as the storage bag vanished instantly.

He grinned broadly, showing his yellow teeth: "Take care, come visit again anytime!"

Man Gu glared at Yu Liang, who was pretending to be dead on the recliner, then turned and left.

The courtyard was deathly silent; Yu Liang did not move.

Although most of the bad luck caused by the backlash of cause and effect has dissipated, the invisible knife still hangs over my head.

"Wang Yi." Yu Liang's voice was hoarse.

"Here!" Wang Yi slid out on his knees, his face full of fanaticism.

"Where are the newly hired handymen?"

"They're all outside the hospital."

Yu Liang activated his causal vision, his gaze sweeping over the group of trembling newcomers, finally locking onto a pretty but poorly dressed village girl in the corner.

Yu Liang's pupils constricted slightly.

Good heavens, this isn't a causal line, it's clearly a burning black and red fireball!

The soaring malevolent energy, intertwined with blood-red light, bared its teeth at Purple Bamboo Peak.

Is he a cursed lone star? Or is he destined to be afflicted by the Grand Duke Jupiter?

Yu Liang's lips curled up in a wild smile.

Isn't this the "human lightning rod" he's been dreaming of?

With such a tough fate, if he can't bring death to others, he'll bring death to himself. It's perfect for neutralizing his bad luck!

Yu Liang pointed his finger in the air, "Um, let her in."

……

Ji Linglong lowered her head and stepped over the threshold, her fingernails, hidden in her sleeve, digging into her palm.

The Holy Maiden of the Eclipse Cult is now disguised as a village girl.

"Cousin, Linglong belongs to you alone. I will never accept this arranged marriage, even if you kill me..." A fierce glint flashed in her eyes.

This son of Yu Qian will surely die today.

She stepped over the threshold, her shoulders hunched over timidly.

The young man on the recliner was looking at her with a smirk, his eyes frivolous and his posture languid.

From within his sleeve, a poisoned blade as thin as a cicada's wing slipped from his fingertips.

Three steps.

Just three more steps closer.

One step. Two steps.

Just as Ji Linglong was about to burst out, she suddenly felt a disgusting, slippery sensation under her feet.

That was the phlegm that Ah Tuo had spat into the crack between the floor tiles ten minutes ago.

"Slurp—"

Ji Linglong lost her balance, and the poisoned blade flew out of her hand, precisely severing the clothesline in the corner of the courtyard.

"collapse!"

The broken rope lashed hard across the pig's buttocks as it basked in the sun.

"Hmph—!"

Pig Lord bristled and launched himself, colliding right with Ji Linglong, who had slipped and fallen.

"Bang!"

Ji Linglong was thrown into the air, tracing an arc before landing with a thud in a bucket of fermenting swill that had been sitting at the kitchen door for three days.

"Thump!"

Water splashed everywhere, and the stench was overwhelming.

Yu Liang stared wide-eyed at the head that popped out of the swill bucket.

A few rotten vegetable leaves hung on his hair, and half a rotten tomato was stuck to his forehead, making his pockmarked face look colorful.

"Impressive skills!"

Yu Liang couldn't help but applaud. "That 'slide kneeling into the barrel' move—you absolutely couldn't do it without at least ten years of practice. Did you used to be an acrobat, young lady?"

Ji Linglong was furious.

Kill him! Tear him to pieces!

Just as Ji Linglong was about to circulate her energy, her dantian suddenly felt empty.

There's a muscle relaxant powder in the swill!

She looked up abruptly and saw Yu Liang smiling innocently.

Ji Linglong's pupils dilated.

coincidence?

No! There's no such precise coincidence in the world!

From that spit, to the clothesline, to that pig, and finally to this bucket... each link is interconnected, each step fraught with danger!

He saw through it long ago!

He's playing a trick on me!

"You, Xiao Cui, right?"

Yu Liang waved his hand dismissively, "Go wash up. You smell like that. People who don't know you would think you crawled out of that poisonous den of Dan Ding Peak."

Ji Linglong gritted her teeth, the taste of blood spreading in her mouth.

endure.

Since their identities have been exposed but they haven't taken action, it means there's still room for maneuver.

……

In the afternoon, the sunlight was lazy.

Yu Liang lay in bed, breathing evenly.

Ji Linglong changed into a clean linen dress and quietly sneaked into the bedroom.

Although his spiritual power is temporarily sealed, his killing skills are already ingrained in his bones.

She clutched a boning knife she had taken from the kitchen tightly in her hand.

Since magic won't work, let's try physical exorcism.

Step by step, they approached the bed, the demon's neck completely unguarded.

Ji Linglong's eyes flashed with murderous intent. She raised her boning knife high and pounced down!

"Click."

A crisp sound came from beneath my feet.

That was a piece of watermelon rind that Pigsy had carelessly thrown away after eating it.

Ji Linglong twisted her ankle, her center of gravity collapsed instantly, and the blade veered off course.

"Duh!"

The boning knife was deeply embedded in the mahogany pillar at the head of the bed, the handle vibrating and humming, less than an inch from Yu Liang's earlobe.

Ji Linglong lunged forward, pressing her hands heavily on Yu Liang's shoulders for balance, and straddled him.

Yu Liang suddenly opened his eyes.

Eyes facing each other.

Ji Linglong suffered a sudden cardiac arrest.

It’s over.

She stared at the face so close to hers, her mind blank: "Um...I..."

"Hmm~" Yu Liang suddenly let out a comfortable nasal sound, twisting his neck, "Not bad."

He nodded approvingly: "The new guy is quite sensible. He knew my shoulders had been sore these past few days, so he came to get a massage?"

Ji Linglong: "?"

"It's just that the force was a little too strong," Yu Liang patted the back of her hand, "but it's sincere. This technique, it has some basic grappling skills, right? It's so strong it's like my bones are being opened up."

Ji Linglong sat stiffly on his back, caught in a dilemma.

This is an insult! A blatant insult!

He knew perfectly well that I was going to kill him, but he deliberately treated it like a massage?

"Alright, go down." Yu Liang waved his hand as if shooing away a fly, and casually took out a spirit stone from under his pillow and tossed it over.

Ji Linglong caught it instinctively.

A low-grade spirit stone with a chipped corner, and suspicious oil stains on it.

"Here's a reward for you." Yu Liang muttered as he turned over, "Remember to put the knife away next time, don't hang it by the bed, it's kind of scary."

Ji Linglong held the broken spirit stone, her whole body trembling.

At the door, Liu Bo quickly jotted down notes in his notebook: "Young Master is skilled at managing people! Faced with an assassin's seduction and attack, he not only remained unmoved but also tamed her into a massage maid! He dealt with her with just a flawed spirit stone! Brilliant! Absolutely brilliant!"

……

At dusk, the setting sun was like blood.

Ji Linglong changed into a clean linen dress and stood in front of Yu Liang with a cup of hot tea in her hand.

The tea contained the Eclipse Moon Cult's secret technique, "Three Steps to Death," which is colorless, tasteless, and melts in the throat.

"Young master, please have some tea." She lowered her eyes and spoke demurely, her voice suppressing the pleasure of her impending revenge.

Yu Liang was examining the rust on the rusted sword without looking up: "Just put it there."

Ji Linglong did not move.

She had to watch him drink it.

"Young master, the tea won't taste good if it gets cold." She stepped forward.

Just then, Pigsy under the table suddenly rolled over.

It ate too many waste pills and rotten vegetable leaves today, and a biochemical storm was brewing in its stomach.

"puff--!!!"

A deafening roar.

A visible green gas gushed out from under the table.

That was the ultimate bioweapon, a mixture of sulfur, rotten eggs, and failed red pills.

Ji Linglong was the closest, and before she could even hold her breath, the gas shot straight to the top of her head, burning her so much that tears instantly streamed down her face.

"Cough cough cough!"

A violent cough made her hand tremble.

The scalding tea, along with the potent poison "Three Steps Down" that could kill an elephant, was half splashed onto the back of her hand and half splattered into her wide-open throat.

Gudong.

I swallowed it.

Ji Linglong's eyes widened, and she gripped her neck tightly with both hands.

My vision was blurred, and my internal organs felt like they were on fire.

"Oh my god!" Yu Liang finally looked up, his face filled with shock. "Epilepsy?!"

Seeing Ji Linglong foaming at the mouth and convulsing, Yu Liang didn't hesitate and immediately took action.

The "Everything Can Be Played" technique is activated!

"Don't be afraid! I'll save you right away!"

His hands gripped Ji Linglong's shoulders like iron clamps.

Take over! Take over like crazy!

Use her bones as a walnut shell!

"vomit--"

Ji Linglong was rocked like a lone boat in a storm, her bones cracking, and the contents of her stomach gushed out like a fountain, along with the poison that she hadn't yet absorbed.

Fifteen minutes later, Ji Linglong collapsed to the ground, her eyes vacant.

She survived, but she would have preferred to die.

It felt like all the bones in my body had been disassembled and reassembled.

This is hardly a rescue.

This is clearly torture to extract a confession!

Yu Liang wiped his sweat, looking relieved: "Luckily I was quick. Xiao Cui, you need to get treatment if you're sick, don't push yourself too hard."

Looking at Ji Linglong's lifeless expression, he shook his head: "It seems you're not cut out for delicate work."

A dirty rag was thrown at Ji Linglong's face.

"Go to the backyard. From now on, you'll be in charge of bathing Piglet. If you don't get him clean, he won't get any food."

Ji Linglong clutched the musty-smelling rag, and tears finally streamed down her face.

You want me to bathe a pig?!

"Aren't you going yet?" Yu Liang's tone turned cold.

"I'll go...I'll go..." Ji Linglong squeezed out the words through gritted teeth and staggered toward the backyard.

Endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens; sleep on firewood and taste gall.

As long as I live, Yu Liang, you just wait!

……

The backyard, the pigsty.

The cold wind was howling.

Ji Linglong took the brush and scrubbed it hard against the pink pig, as if she were scrubbing Yu Liang's face instead of the pig's skin.

"Hmph... (Be gentle, you brat, you're going to rub my skin off...)" Piglet lay in the mud and hummed comfortably.

Suddenly, it rolled over, muttering in a half-dreaming state, "The Heavenly Dao... that gap... smells so good..."

Ji Linglong abruptly stopped the brush in her hand.

Ancient demonic language?!

What is this pig saying?

A gap in the Heavenly Dao?

Could this pig that only farts be some kind of incredible monster?

A deep sense of absurdity welled up inside me.

What kind of place is this Purple Bamboo Peak?

Just then, a strangely unified chanting sound came from the Bald Gang camp next door.

"Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, please, Master Yu, will you help me...?"

"No pain, no gain! Eat as much as you can, as long as you're not poisoned to death!"

The voice was fervent and distorted, exuding an eerie devotion.

Ji Linglong gripped the brush, shivering in the cold wind.

She suddenly realized that, more than killing Yu Liang, the real problem was whether she could even walk out of this mental hospital alive.