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"Wait!"

"Why did he say tonight's feast was offered by him? I painstakingly brought Chen Jianxin back to Wuji Sect!"

Gu Wanglan's eyes widened. He first glared at the boy on the roof eaves with some resentment. But the latter still had his eyes closed in intoxication, softly murmuring prayers to the Mother Goddess.

At that moment, Gu Wanglan thought of something and quickly turned to look at the scarlet eyeball on the Life Sacrificial Altar--

"Mother Goddess! Don't believe his nonsense! I'm the one who captured Chen Jianxin!"

Gu Wanglan shouted, almost losing it.

But as his voice fell, the Mountain Temple was still silent. Except for the youth's devout humming of the nursery rhyme, there was only the loving devouring sound of the Mother Goddess of Life on the altar.

Now Chen Jianxin was completely wrapped in vines, only a small, withered head with lifeless eyes exposed.

"Damn it--!!!"

Gu Wanglan clenched his fists tightly, his face flushed red from extreme anger.

However, he was not a reckless man. After a brief hesitation, Gu Wanglan quickly recalled the Full Moon Sect's teachings!

"Great Mother Goddess, please listen to me..."

"Your faithful believer, Gu Wanglan, hereby..."

Gu Wanglan picked up the notebook again, reciting even faster due to his anxiousness.

He tried to compete with the humming youth for the Mother Goddess's favor. But no matter how skilled and fast Gu Wanglan chanted, the scarlet eyeball on the altar never even glanced at him.

In contrast, the youth standing on the roof eaves remained calm, still humming his rhyme tune at a leisurely pace. But he easily gained the full attention of the Mother Goddess of Life!

Time passed minute by minute. As Chen Jianxin's life force continuously drained away, under the favor of the scarlet eyeball on the altar, blood-colored mist gradually enveloped Yino standing on the roof eaves.

He looked more and more intoxicated, as if bathed in his mother's embrace, his fatigue and even cultivation seemingly nourished.

"F*ck you!"

"What bullshit Western Mother Goddess! No eye for talent! I don't believe anymore!"

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Seeing that the incantation couldn't match the nursery rhyme, and even the fruits of sacrificing Chen Jianxin were about to be easily snatched away by someone else, Gu Wanglan finally completely lost it. The last bit of rationality also went utterly mad.

He cursed, swore loudly, then suddenly threw away the gospel book in his hand. Drawing his sword, he leaped across the air and charged at the black-haired youth on the roof eaves who had his eyes closed in intoxication.

But in that instant of flashing blade and sword, a thick, dark blood-colored vine suddenly grew out from behind the youth—

"Wha--?!"

The vines on the youth's body were different from those on the altar. Their color was darker, and their surface was smooth, with more of an eerie dark metallic quality than simple plants.

That metallic vine suddenly lashed out, instantly flinging Gu Wanglan several meters away with absurd monstrous strength, ultimately slamming him into the chest of the statue in the temple's main hall.

"Hehe..."

Bathed in the blood mist, feeling the vines of the Mother Goddess's favor on his back, the youth could no longer suppress his smile.

He calmly opened his black-red pupils, lightly licking his lips, and gazed meaningfully at the flung Gu Wanglan.

"How presumptuous..."

"After just three years of diligent study, what makes you think you can compete with my nine lifetimes of inherited devotion?"

Recalling the painful experiences of countless attempts to challenge the evil path's main storyline with innovative characters in his past life, Yino couldn't help but smile faintly. He had never felt so satisfied about being tormented by game designers to stay up all night grinding.

Back in the day, when the righteous path boss skills in the late-game evil path challenges were too unbeatable, no matter how Yino tried to min-max, he couldn't overcome them. He even bought a cross and Western-style candles online, bowing to the Mother Goddess of Life in front of the screen before each boss challenge.

Maybe if the mystical approach worked, that righteous immortal would use one less skill at a critical moment?

"Mother Goddess..."

"I am truly grateful that even after nine reincarnations, you can still favor this devout believer of yours just like in the old days!"

As he spoke, Yino softly recited prayers to the Mother Goddess while taking two steps forward, jumping down from the roof.

He kept walking towards that blood-red altar crawling with vines. Finally, under the doting gaze of that scarlet eyeball, Yino ascended the altar, standing once again before Chen Jianxin. By now, Chen Jianxin was barely breathing, his body engulfed by vines, with only a withered yellow head remaining.

Seeing Yino standing before him, Chen Jianxin's originally dazed pupils focused again. Even his expression towards Yino still couldn't hide some resentment and hatred.

Compared to the initial fear and despair, Chen Jianxin now knew he was doomed to die, and was no longer so panicked.

He just had one thing he couldn't understand before dying--

"W... why..."

Chen Jianxin opened his mouth, trembling.

Yino's face was expressionless as he raised his hand to stroke the tentacle extended by the scarlet eyeball, while also turning to gaze at Chen Jianxin with a calm look.

"You ask why?"

Yino curiously spoke up, crouching down to look directly into Chen Jianxin's unresigned sword-like eyes.

At some point, Yino also pursed his lips, his face showing a hint of pity--

"Because."

"This world can only have one protagonist."

"Rather than endlessly fighting for resources and immortal fate in all the subsequent instances..."

"Why don't I let you rest early? Look, this way you can suffer a bit less. In your next life, you can be born into a good family. Maybe in another world, you can start a new character and still be the protagonist."

"Alright, I've made it clear how you'll die. Go to sleep early."

At the end, Yino couldn't help but smile faintly.

Under his gentle gaze, Chen Jianxin's weak consciousness gradually faded. He seemed to have finally accepted his fate and slowly closed his eyes.

Witnessing the curtain fall on a generation's protagonist with his own eyes, Yino felt an unprecedented nervousness and excitement. But he didn't dare to pop the champagne halfway. He waited until Chen Jianxin's bones were completely devoured by the blood-colored vines before Yino could no longer control the smile from curling on his face.

"I never thought the protagonist of this world could really be killed..."

Yino sneered and stood up again.

Not far away, under the temple's statue, Gu Wanglan also crawled back up, glaring at the youth on the altar with uncontrollable rage.

He had painstakingly captured Chen Jianxin through trickery and sacrificed him, but now not only had he lost Chen Jianxin, the credit in the Mother Goddess's eyes had gone to Yino.

Gu Wanglan's current emotions could no longer be summed up as hard to accept.

His eyes were cruel and fierce. He had never held such a grudge against anyone in his life, not even Yuyan who had slapped him in the face countless times in public!

Yuyan was just exceptionally talented, so Gu Wanglan envied her - but Yino was truly despicable!

"Damn it... Damn you to hell!"

Gu Wanglan held back for a long time before cursing fiercely.

But soon, he felt that even cursing Yino to hell was an insult to hell. After all, hell wasn't as shameless as Yino, stealing someone else's carefully prepared sacrifice to offer to the Mother Goddess! He was just way too filial!

However, even though he cursed, Gu Wanglan ultimately didn't dare to take action.

After all, he had just been slapped and was much more obedient now.

Although he still didn't understand why the Mother Goddess of Life favored Yino, things had come to this point. The sacrificial process wasn't over yet. If Gu Wanglan acted recklessly again and disturbed the Mother Goddess's feast, the next plump virgin boy devoured by the vines might be him!

So, Gu Wanglan was enduring in secret for now.

The Mother Goddess could protect Yino for a while, but not forever. Once Chen Jianxin was fully digested by the Mother Goddess, the altar would no longer have enough nutrients to sustain the Mother Goddess's physical form. By then, Yino would naturally become a lone piece of fat meat!

Even if Gu Wanglan couldn't obtain the holy body of the Holy Sword Dao, with his Nascent Soul stage cultivation and sword arts second only to Yuyan in the sect, killing a mere Foundation Establishment like Yino would be a piece of cake no matter how high he acted!

"Damn bastard..."

"I'll see how long you can keep laughing!"

….

Northern Snow Village, Divine Deer Shrine.

The white-clothed woman stood on the roof, arms crossed in front of her chest, holding a slender Frost Chant sword.

The immortal seemed to have her eyes closed in meditation, but in fact, no movement of the wind or grass nearby could escape her perception!

Ever since Yuyan received that letter from Yino, she had rushed back to Snow Village at top speed, traveling a great distance.

This time, Yuyan didn't search aimlessly. She guarded the Divine Deer Shrine at the peak, waiting at any time for Yino to crush the jade pendant and call for support.

Because Yino had mentioned in the letter that he had triggered a trap in Snow Mountain, and based on Yuyan's years of experience, the main base of the Full Moon Sect installed nearby shouldn't exceed a fifty-kilometer radius.

If the teleportation distance was too far, the cost of the teleportation array would also double.

And judging from the strength of the cult members who had raided Snow Village that night, the strength of these grassroots members obviously didn't match the funds to construct a high-level teleportation array!

So, Yuyan simply waited on the mountaintop.

Within this fifty-kilometer radius, as long as Yino dared to crush the jade pendant, Yuyan would arrive in less than a minute!

"--!"

"Finally!"

At some point, the white-clothed immortal suddenly opened her beautiful eyes, gazing in the direction of the distant Wuji Sect.

She almost instinctively rushed out on her flying sword towards the signal source, but as Yuyan came back to her senses, she suddenly realized that the signal source of this jade pendant was a bit off.

"Behind Wuji Sect...?"