One day, after waking up, Mi Dao lay on the bed, taking advantage of Wei Yaoshuo being out discussing battle strategies with the other three lords. While he had some free time, he asked the system for a grape-flavored lollipop. With the lollipop in his mouth, he released his spiritual sense to investigate the situation outside.
Like the obedient son, Wei Yaoshuo and other cultivators with high cultivation levels naturally had an “anti-scouting” system. Aside from using special tools, Mi Dao couldn’t track their movements. However, he could still observe lower-level disciples from the Sun and Heaven Sect or small demon monsters by releasing his spiritual sense.
Thus, whenever Mi Dao had free time, he would use his spiritual sense to observe how the battle between the Sun and Heaven Sect and the demon army was progressing.
Wei Yaoshuo naturally noticed Mi Dao’s actions, but he didn’t stop him. Occasionally, he would even report on the battle situation while they were in bed, pretending to ask Mi Dao for instructions.
This guy was probably hoping to let him see the Sun and Heaven Sect being breached with his own eyes.
Mi Dao watched for several days, seeing that the battle between the Sun and Heaven Sect and the demon army was intense, but neither side had the upper hand. It was quite evenly matched, which seemed strange.
Mi Dao wasn’t surprised that Wei Yaoshuo couldn’t win; after all, the obedient son had the protagonist halo, and with Sheng Yiling having absorbed the former Demon Lord’s inner core and greatly increased his cultivation, the two of them together could defeat Wei Yaoshuo, even if he was extremely powerful. It was just that, due to the program limitations, they couldn’t lose.
What Mi Dao found strange was why the obedient son hadn’t taken action yet.
According to the system’s report, both the obedient son and Sheng Yiling were in excellent health. So, logically, they should have already, just as in the original plot, joined forces to repel the demon army and permanently seal the demon race in the Demon Domain.
However, they hadn’t made a move yet. Mi Dao didn’t know what they were waiting for.
So, Mi Dao asked the system, “System daddy, when will my son clear the level? Where’s the 9% stuck? Aren’t my son and daughter already in good condition?”
The system replied formulaically: “Sorry, due to program limitations, I can’t provide spoilers. However, the protagonist and heroine have indeed met the requirements to clear the level.”
Mi Dao flipped over on the bed, crossing his legs. “…So, what should I do now? Just wait?”
The system rolled its eyes at him: “You’re not happy, host?”
Mi Dao: “Hahaha, I’m so happy!”
The system: “…”
Mi Dao was living the life of a salted fish right now—eating, drinking, and enjoying a rich sexual life. How could he not be happy?
But, happiness aside, Mi Dao still wanted to clear the game and leave this world as soon as possible.
Right now, the Sun and Heaven Sect and the demon army were at a stalemate, and neither the obedient son nor Wei Yaoshuo seemed inclined to take action. While waiting for his son to clear the level wasn’t impossible, if Mi Dao wanted to speed up the process, he would have to break the deadlock as the trigger of the conflict.
Mi Dao thought that the fastest way would be to send a message to the other three lords to withdraw their troops and let the demon race know that he had safely returned to the Demon Domain. In that way, the demon race would lose their reason to continue attacking the Sun and Heaven Sect.
Moreover, attacking the Sun and Heaven Sect was a thankless task. Demons by nature avoid danger and seek benefits, so no one would willingly leave the protection of the Demon Domain to go die at the hands of the top cultivation sect in the immortal world. So, based on the game’s setup, as long as Wei Yaoshuo didn’t kill him and take the Demon Lord position, Mi Dao could command the withdrawal of the demon army and stop the attack.
Then, his obedient son could seal the borders of the Demon Domain and ascend to clear the level.
However, there was a problem—
Mi Dao lifted his left leg over his right knee, staring at the blood-red light emanating from the blood jade shackles on his left ankle. He let out a quiet “Emmmmm.”
How was he going to unlock this thing?
Over the past few days, Mi Dao had tried many methods to unlock the shackles, such as finding the key or using seduction on Wei Yaoshuo—cough—but nothing worked. He had also considered breaking it open violently, like when he broke through the barrier before, but the system told him a cruel fact:
He was too weak.
The blood jade used to make the shackles was called “Blood Linglong,” a divine-grade spiritual jade that devours blood. The more blood it absorbs, the stronger it becomes. These shackles were full of Wei Yaoshuo’s blood. Since Mi Dao’s cultivation was lower than Wei Yaoshuo’s, even if he poured all his power and life into it, he couldn’t break the shackles.
The system coolly remarked, “Host, look how much Wei Yaoshuo loves you. He probably loves you 90% more than the protagonist’s heart blood.”
Mi Dao: “… This love is too heavy. Can I choose not to accept it?”
Since he couldn’t force his way through, Mi Dao had no choice but to slowly wear down the durability of this divine item.
In the setting of this cultivation game, all items had their own durability and characteristics. Once the durability dropped to zero, the item would become ineffective. Additionally, depending on the item’s characteristics, the method of wearing down its durability varied.
For this Blood Linglong ankle cuff, the method of wearing down its durability was to drain the blood inside.
Since he was idle anyway, Mi Dao spat out the lollipop, picked up his left foot, and stared at the shackles, awkwardly opening his mouth…
The system commented, “Host, this pose looks a lot like you’re eating your toes.”
Mi Dao growled, “If Wei Yaoshuo hadn’t stolen everything from my Qiankun bag while I was unconscious, would I be using my mouth for this?”
The system: “Pfft.”
Mi Dao hesitated for a moment before letting his foot drop. “Forget it. I can’t do it. System, just open a novel for me to read.”
The system, which had been ready to screenshot, expressed great regret.
Thus, Mi Dao continued to lie on the bed like a salted fish, contentedly flipping through a BL novel.
Just as the protagonists in the novel were about to do something indescribable, Mi Dao suddenly heard some noise, probably from Wei Yaoshuo returning. He hurriedly jumped up, closed his eyes, and pretended to be meditating seriously.
System: “Host, you’re quick to react.”
Mi Dao proudly said, “Of course, when I was younger, I often hid under the blanket reading novels.”
System: “…”
Wei Yaoshuo pushed open the door with some force, his movements rough, as if venting some anger. As Mi Dao pretended to open his eyes, he saw Wei Yaoshuo standing in front of him, his eyes bloodshot and his face terrifyingly dark.
Mi Dao was startled. Just as he called out “Ah Shuo,” Wei Yaoshuo grabbed his wrist and pressed him down on the bed.
In the past few days, Mi Dao had been relatively cooperative, and Wei Yaoshuo had been gentle with him. This sudden rough action was unexpected.
Although Mi Dao actually enjoyed this kind of play… he couldn’t help but wonder what had triggered Wei Yaoshuo’s anger.
“Ah Shuo, don’t do this!” Mi Dao struggled but was soon suppressed by Wei Yaoshuo.
Mi Dao felt strangely satisfied by this.
However, just as Mi Dao thought he could continue being satisfied, Wei Yaoshuo’s movements changed. He flipped Mi Dao inside and out, but in the end, he didn’t give him any release.
Mi Dao was left gasping for air, crying and begging him to stop, when he finally heard Wei Yaoshuo’s voice, heavy with jealousy, “Shixiong, promise me, never see him again in this lifetime.”
