After leaving the world of all NPCs

"Low-level angels and divine beasts are essentially the same." Guinevere said without turning back. "Of course, you, in this remote part of the multiverse, may not understand."

In this world's cognition, angels, like demons, are beings that live in another dimension.

He is both a messenger of God and a life from another world.

Angels do not have will, but are phenomena, just like heat and light.

However, they do exist in a higher dimension. As messengers of God, they can not only use divine energy, but also rely on the concept of being a higher-dimensional life form to construct a super-dimensional membrane to isolate all interference from the lower dimension, that is, this world.

In Guinevere's eyes, low-level angels are just a kind of divine beast.

Xiandu Mu Aye raised his eyebrows slightly. Under the black and white interwoven sleeves, his slender fingers unconsciously tightened around Ye Zuochen's arm. He looked at Guinevere's back with a more scrutinizing look: "It seems that you have swum very deep into the abyss of magic."

Ye Zuochen's gaze fell on Ye Ze Natsune, who had short silver hair that reached her shoulders and a breathtakingly beautiful face in the central cabin.

"Guinevere, can you heal them?"

"It's easy. But, Master Ye, do you simply want to 'cure' them and turn them back into ordinary human girls?" Guinevere's eyes swept across Yease Natsune's cabin again with a meaningful look. "Or... do you have higher expectations for one of them?"

"Just return the others to their original state." Ye Zuochen's eyes did not leave Ye Lai Xia Yin's sleeping face, and his tone was firm, "As for Xia Yin... I want her to become a true angel."

"I understand." Guinevere nodded slightly. "Others just need to cut off those clumsy restraints. But this young lady needs some fine-tuning to make that forcibly twisted 'seed' truly germinate."

She turned to Xiandumu Aya and said, "Use your [Professor] to present the root knowledge of the 'Simulated Angel' technique to the master."

Xiandu Mu Aye let out a nightingale-like laugh, released Ye Zuochen's arm, and the gorgeous black and white figure floated in front of him like a cloud.

Under Xiandu Mu Youma's silent gaze, she stretched out her hands, held Ye Zuochen's cheeks, and with a sacrificial piety and temptation, she tiptoed and pressed her cold but soft lips against Ye Zuochen's lips.

hum!

In an instant, a halo composed purely of light silently appeared above Ye Zuochen's head!

A soft and sacred light shines down.

Immediately afterwards, a long sword formed by the light of pure wisdom slowly descended from the circle of light and hovered beside him, with a river of light of wisdom flowing on the sword.

Ye Zuochen raised his hand, but did not actually grasp the hilt of the sword, just moved his mind slightly.

The Sword of Wisdom turned into a soft yet indestructible stream of light, sweeping across!

The light was like the most precise scalpel, instantly penetrating the six life support capsules except for Yeze Natsune.

The bodies of the girls in the cabin twitched slightly in the light, and the twisted spells that were wrapped around the source of their lives, like poisonous vines, were completely cut off silently!

The subtle inhuman features on the body disappeared instantly, and the breathing became steady and natural, as if he had simply fallen into a deeper sleep, completely returning to the purity of humanity.

This scene, which was performed with such ease and incredible precision, made Xiandumu Aye's eyes shine with surprise. Even Xiandumu Yuma, who had been watching silently, showed an unconcealable shock on her neutral and beautiful face.

This is the power that defeated Manjushri’s usurpation—the sword of wisdom of Prajna!

This sword can cut off all kinds of troubles.

But it can only cut off troubles and has no actual killing power.

hum!

Ten nested magic circles suddenly appeared around Guinevere, which were so sophisticated and complex that it was dizzying!

Each magic circle shines with light of different attributes, constantly flowing, combining, and reconstructing.

The white fingers were like the most dexterous weaver girl, quickly sketching and tapping in the void. There was no chanting of spells, only magical weaving driven by pure will.

Invisible "threads" penetrated the hatch and gently and precisely wrapped around Natsune Ye's sleeping body, beginning to correct and sublimate the spell that was forcibly implanted in her body.

This overwhelming talent displayed in the field of magic, like that of a creator, made Sentomu Aya and Sentomu Yuuma completely speechless, with only the amazement flashing in their eyes that was almost overflowing.

Ye Zuochen watched this scene and spoke at the right moment, "Let's have a good discussion with Guinevere and you, as well as Nayue, later. Let's have a dinner party for the 'witches'."

Xiandu Mu Aye understood instantly and chuckled, "Master is really anxious... But, Yuma, this child, I owe a lot, I hope Master... please be gentle when the time comes."

Ye Zuochen nodded, his eyes sweeping over Youma: "Of course I will be gentle."

Xiandumu Yuma's body trembled slightly, almost imperceptibly.

A blush first flashed across her androgynous beautiful face, followed by a complex sense of relief.

She remembered her fate as a clone, remembered the past when she was used as a tool by her mother, and looked at the boy in front of her who gave her existence new meaning.

She was just a tool used by Xiandu Mu Aye to escape from prison, but now she has gained her freedom and her own life.

All of this came from Ye Zuochen.

Thinking of this, that little bit of shyness turned into acquiescence, and even in the depths of those clear eyes, a hint of anticipation for the upcoming "communication" was ignited.

After a while, the light of the magic circle surrounding Guinevere gradually dimmed and turned into star points and dissipated.

"It's done, Master. Her 'wings' have been groomed and the foundation is solid. The only thing left is the angel's time."

Ye Zuochen stepped forward.

click!

The life support hatch slid open silently.

He leaned over and gazed at the beautiful and peaceful sleeping face of Yeze Natsune.

Then—lowered his head.

"——Gather all the red dust herbs, burn them to ashes——"

A pure sacred white light quietly lit up in the throat, like a dewdrop containing the essence of life, gently flowing into the girl's mouth along the junction of the lips and teeth.

hum-

A soft yet extremely sacred light suddenly burst out from inside Yeze Natsune's body!

A sacred air current carrying a purifying aura instantly filled the entire space, and a pair of faint wings made of pure light gently stretched out behind her.

Her long eyelashes trembled violently like the wings of a frightened butterfly.

Yeze Natsune slowly opened her eyes.

Eyes like the purest sapphires, initially still filled with the confusion of sleep, Ye Zuochen's face was reflected in the pupils.

The unfamiliar and warm touch on her lips made her instantly understand what was happening.

Surprise is like a stone thrown into a lake, creating ripples in my heart.

However, this surprise did not last long.

An indescribable warmth flooded over her like a tide.

The warm current that flowed into her body, the breath that was so close, the figure that "kissed" her awake from the eternal cold and darkness... everything made her indulge in it involuntarily and forget everything.

Yeze Natsune unconsciously opened her lips slightly, accepting the kiss awkwardly and submissively.

100 Xiao Mengcong, Xiao Lingcai: How could Xiao Gucheng become a True Ancestor?

The next day.

The heavy carved wooden door was pushed open silently.

Belfast's figure appeared at the door, her long silver hair meticulously combed, and her dark blue maid outfit with white trim spotlessly clean, forming a stark contrast with the chaos in the room.

The ice-blue eyes swept across the mess calmly without any ripples.

Following behind him were several submissive maids with lowered brows, all holding their breath in concentration.

"Commander, good morning." Belfast walked calmly to a position about three steps behind Ye Zuochen, with his hands elegantly folded in front of him.

"It's already a quarter past seven in the morning."

"You gave clear instructions last night: you need to meet with Miss Yease Natsune this morning and inform her of the details of her life."

"Begin to deal with the upcoming visit of Her Highness, Princess La Fulia Lihawain of the Kingdom of Aldikia."

"Then, I will accompany Miss Yeze Natsune to Saikai Academy and search for the 'Miko of Cain' you mentioned within the academy."

His speech was steady and clear, and he organized all the scattered explanations from last night without a single mistake.

A slippery sound, like a champagne cork being suddenly pulled out, suddenly echoed in the room.

Ye Zuochen nodded slightly: "I remember it."

Belfast stepped forward immediately.

A velvet towel soaked in clean water appeared in her hand and she wiped its owner carefully.

Then, she unfolded a well-tailored dark coat and gently draped it over Ye Zuochen's shoulders, perfectly covering up the mess on his body.

The maid in perfect and elegant attire leaned slightly sideways, making a guiding gesture: "Please follow me, Commander. The bathroom is ready."

Ye Zuochen nodded casually and let Belfast lead him to the luxurious bathroom connected to the bedroom.

The door closed behind them.

The maids who stayed behind immediately took action silently, starting to pick up the scattered clothes, tidy up the messy bed, untie the hanging straps, and carefully placed the still sleeping Sendumu Aya and Sendumu Yuma on the couch beside them.

The movements are quick and well-trained.

"I feel like my life will become even more decadent after having Belfast..." Ye Zuochen had this thought in his mind as he lay there letting Belfast brush his teeth.

Sure enough, NPCs are still no match for real people.

With a head maid like Belfast taking care of her in every aspect, I would probably drown completely.

Inside the restaurant, the morning light had become bright and warm, streaming through the huge windows onto the polished long dining table.

Ye Zuochen had changed into a set of casual clothes carefully matched by Belfast and sat in the main seat with a lazy posture.

An English breakfast was placed on the exquisite bone china plate in front of me.

Belfast stood a step behind him.

Ye Zuochen picked up a piece of bacon with a fork and put it into his mouth. He chewed it for a few times and frowned slightly.

"I want to eat something Chinese, something like porridge and side dishes. If that doesn't work, French food is fine too."

British food is really not good.

"Yes, Master." Belfast immediately bowed in response, "I've made a note of that. Next time I prepare breakfast for you, I'll make sure to include the Chinese dishes you requested."

Ye Zuochen nodded casually, raised his hand naturally, put some baked bean sauce on his fingers, and smeared it on Belfast's graceful thigh wrapped in pure white suspenders beside him.

The sticky touch came through the thin stockings.

Belfast simply raised his white-gloved hand, with imperceptible energy fluctuations at his fingertips, and gently brushed across the stain.

The sauce disappeared instantly as if it were erased by an eraser, and the stockings returned to their original state.

"Master, please...stop this little prank."

Ye Zuochen just shrugged indifferently and continued to enjoy his breakfast.

After breakfast, Ye Zuochen walked out of the restaurant hall.

The corridor is spacious and bright, with thick crimson carpet.

After walking a few steps, he met Liu Meifan who was walking hurriedly with a stack of documents.

Ye Zuochen naturally stretched out his hand and patted the plump and round buttocks lightly.

"ah!"

Liu Meifan was so shocked that she almost jumped up, and the documents in her arms shook.

The girl glared at Ye Zuochen in embarrassment and anger, her red eyes sparkling with water. She was angry but didn't dare to express it. She hummed softly and walked away quickly with the documents in her arms.

Ye Zuochen chuckled, his mood seemed to be better, and he continued to walk towards the reception room.

Yeze Natsune was already sitting on the soft sofa, wearing a simple white dress, and her silver shoulder-length hair lay softly on her cheeks, like the finest silk.

Although he still looked a little weak as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, his complexion was obviously much better.

When she saw Ye Zuochen come in, she immediately stood up and clasped her hands nervously in front of her.

"Thank you for saving me and giving me a new life..."

"sit."

Ye Zuochen waved his hand casually, walked to the sofa next to her and sat down, then got straight to the point, "There are some things I need to tell you about your life experience."

In the following conversation, Ye Zuochen's voice was calm and direct.

He told the royal secrets of Aldikia, the handsome former king, and the identity of Yeze Natsune as his illegitimate daughter.