The player is playing like a god, but their cheat code is Aatrox.

Cang Yu pondered for a long time, so long that Yan became somewhat impatient.

"Still haven't decided?" She shifted her position, raising her other leg and lightly touching her toes in the air.

"My sister's time is very precious."

Cang Yu finally raised his head, revealing a kind and innocent smile.

"I've made up my mind."

"explain."

"I want you—"

Cang Yu paused deliberately, pleased to see Yan's eyebrows slightly raised.

"I want you to teach me swordsmanship."

Yan paused for a moment, then chuckled softly:

"this one?"

"That's it." Cang Yu nodded.

Do you think Cang Yu doesn't want anything else?

Of course he wanted to.

But he knew even better what he could get in return.

Ultimately, it wasn't a very big deal.

Are they making outrageous demands, asking for super genes? Or resources for upgrading super soldiers?

Ha, Yan isn't stupid.

As long as he dared to speak, Cang Yu was almost certain that Yan would immediately put on that "I knew you had ulterior motives" smile and then give him a good beating.

As for wanting money, or wanting a woman

With Ah-Zhui around, does he lack money? Obviously not.

As for women...

In a world of extraordinary beings, it's not easy for a powerful person to promise you a condition.

Is this all you want?

Besides, is Cang Yu the kind of teddy bear who can't walk past a woman?

Don't underestimate his longing for true love, you bastard.

"Although I haven't figured out how to use that demonic sword yet, it's good to practice some swordsmanship for self-defense and to train my body in advance."

Yan stared at him for a few seconds, seemingly trying to determine how much truth was in his words.

"You're not greedy at all."

Her tone was neither complimentary nor critical.

"You have to be greedy to enjoy it." Cang Yu shrugged.

"If I really ask for an exorbitant amount, I'm afraid my butt will be in for a world of hurt."

Yan slightly averted her gaze, her tone unusually unnatural:

"How could that be? I'm so magnanimous. I told you to bring it up, I certainly wouldn't use that as an excuse to hit you."

Cang Yu laughed, his eyes filled with disdain.

Do you even believe that yourself?

Yan felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, so she coughed lightly and decisively changed the subject:

"Alright, alright, swordsmanship, right? I'll teach you."

She stood up and looked down at Cang Yu on the sofa, his long legs almost filling his entire field of vision in the afternoon light.

"But let me make this clear, practicing swordsmanship is no joke. If you complain of being tired or in pain, don't blame me for not holding back."

Cang Yu also stood up, looked up and met Yan's gaze, his eyes showing no sign of backing down:

"Don't worry, your brother Yu has endured hardship and toil, but I've never backed down!"

"Brother Yu?" Yan chuckled at the address and reached out to pinch his cheek.

"You're seven thousand years too early to call your sister 'brother,' you little brat."

Cang Yu slapped her hand away expressionlessly.

Yan wasn't annoyed at all; instead, she laughed even more happily.

She turned and walked towards the door. As she passed Cang Yu, she casually ruffled his hair and left a light, fleeting remark in his ear:

"Wait in the yard at six o'clock tomorrow morning. If you're one minute late, you'll have to practice for an extra hour."

After saying that, without waiting for Cang Yu's response, she pushed open the door and walked into the courtyard.

The afternoon sun poured down, casting a pale golden halo over her figure.

Cang Yu glanced at the cloud mark outside the window that had long since healed, then turned and walked into the kitchen.

He's not the kind of ingrate who would turn his back on his wife.

He remembered every bit of kindness Ah-Zhui had shown him.

When Ah-Zhui saw him come in, she didn't say anything like "No need for help, go play."

She simply pulled the small stool from the corner, moved it to the left, and placed it steadily beside her.

Cang Yu stood up quite naturally.

The tap was turned on again, and warm water gushed into the sink.

A-Zhui handed the washed bowls to Cang Yu, who took them, wiped them clean one by one with a dry cloth, and then neatly arranged them in the dish rack.

The two worked together in perfect harmony and in silence. The only sounds in the kitchen were the water, the clinking of dishes, and Ah-Zhui humming a tune.

Halfway through washing, A-Zhui suddenly spoke up: "Xiao Yu."

"Um?"

"Why won't you let your older sister teach you swordsmanship?"

Cang Yu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized.

That makes sense. At such a short distance, and with no attempt to hide their conversation, how could Ah-Zhui, with her five senses, not hear it?

"I'm just worried that you won't be able to do it, Sister Zhui."

Cang Yu said half-jokingly.

That's somewhat true.

However, the real reason was that he wasn't sure what use his connection with Aatrox would be.

If that thing is just a "self-destruct switch"

He gave his body to Aatrox to destroy the world, and to destroy himself in the process.

Whether he has swordsmanship or not is actually irrelevant. After all, he's not the one wielding the sword in battle.

It is Aatrox, the Darkin Blademaster

But now, after figuring out some uses, swordsmanship has suddenly become meaningful.

Just then, Yan said he could grant him a request, so he took the opportunity to make it.

yard.

Yan didn't come out to avoid washing dishes.

At that moment, she raised her hand and lightly touched her ear with her fingertips.

"Queen."

That's right, she was about to report the results to Keisha.

"Oh? It seems you've already seen the little guy."

Keisha's voice came through the encrypted communication, carrying a hint of understanding.

"So, how did it go?"

Keisha didn't say it explicitly, but Yan knew very well what the Queen wanted to ask.

Her gaze unconsciously shifted, passing through the French windows and landing in the direction of the kitchen.

"That child does indeed possess a faint aura that attracts angels."

But I can't tell whether this aura is something he was born with and unintentionally emitted, or something he deliberately released.

After listening to Yan's story, Keisha remained silent for a moment.

"Okay. Then continue to observe. Take your time, no rush."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Yan paused for a moment, then continued:

"By the way, Your Majesty."

"Um?"

"I saw that demonic sword, and it is indeed just as Ah-Zhui said, extremely evil."

The sword reeked of blood. And Ah-Zhui said... that sword could possess the body of anyone who touched it.

Far away in the Heavenly Court of Merlo, Keisha, sitting on her throne, slightly raised her eyebrows.

"Oh? Possessing the body of the person you touched?"

That's interesting.

Keisha finally became genuinely interested.

It's important to understand that in the known universe, it's impossible to fit a person's soul into a body that doesn't belong to them.

No one has been able to do this yet.

As for Morgana's method of transforming people into demons, strictly speaking, it's not the same thing.

Morgana has two ways to transform into demons:

One method is to use an existing demon body to directly replace the target's body and soul with the demon's true form;

Secondly, the target is transformed into a substandard product that is far inferior to the demon and cannot even reach the threshold of a first-generation super soldier.

In the latter case, the body and soul still belong to the individual, but the mind and soul will be distorted and completely sided with the devil.