[MISSION XXX90-S]

  During a full moon, the moonlight glimmered on a lone pavilion atop of a mountain. Inside it, a fierce battle was taking pce and two individuals were engaged in a life and death duel. Apart from them, the surroundings had been broken apart, ravaged by their bdes and blows.

  A woman in red brocade robes was clutching her bleeding chest as she parried the incoming ssh.

  “Why? Why did you betray me?” Jun gred at the adolescent boy with a look of disappointment, heartache and anger.

  Pretending to not understand her words, the adolescent in bck kept his icy expression unchanged while his sshes grew fiercer with every attack. He showed no signs of withholding any strength, as he was determined to kill the woman, his master, under his hands.

  “Answer me! Why—” Jun’s words were interrupted when she abruptly spat out blood. When she looked down at her heaving chest, a sharp bde had mercilessly pierced through her body. The adolescent was clever; he used her agitation to his advantage and struck her when she was distracted for his answer.

  Jun colpsed on the ground, panting heavily. Her red robes, drenched in blood, grew a shade darker. Although in pain, she looked at the adolescent towering before her and, surprisingly, revealed a smile. One with a hint of relief.

  The adolescent crouched down, his fiery gaze meeting that of the dying woman. As a cultivator, their bodies were sturdy and their senses were exceptionally sharp. So why? Why could this vilin still be smiling at the brink of her death? The adolescent didn’t understand her, for he long desired to see her begging for death.

  His thirst for revenge could only be quenched by her death.

  Yet, at this moment, the woman did nothing to hide her feelings but in fact, welcomed her death like she longed knew it was coming. As though dying by his bde was her time to part from this world.

  As Jun felt the creeping darkness overwhelming her senses, with a final breath she could muster, she chanted a string of words which forcibly broke off the pact of master and disciple bond between them.

  Once broken, both of them sensed the impact of the broken connection through their souls. Without a doubt, Jun felt immensely liberated. Looking at the adolescent who bnked out, with maliciousness in her tone, Jun departed with words she had prepared for a long time.

  “Only through my death will you understand the pain. One day, you’ll regret it.”

  Before the adolescent could react, the figure of the woman instantly dissipated into a pile of petals. What the adolescent saw was a sinister smile that he couldn’t understand the meaning of.

  After her death, he should be happy, but why couldn’t he feel the joy at the bottom of his heart?

  In that instant, the adolescent felt he was completely at a loss, as though he was thrown into a suffocating darkness without a way out. He vaguely understood something was wrong.

  For many years he pursued revenge, he was like a madman with a goal to destroy. He endured, he suffered, but ultimately, he completed his goal. But once he achieved his revenge, it didn’t break him away from the agony. In fact, he began to realise a terrible truth about himself.

  Many memories fshed by and not one was without the presence of that woman. Unwilling to admit, his master might have been his reason for living. Without her, his hatred, revenge and existence became utterly meaningless. Only through her death did he understand that as much as he hated, he also desired her.

  Bonds removed and sin by his hands. Nothing about his master existed in this world.

  In a bout of confusion, desperation and yearning, the adolescent took the very bde that he had killed her and stabbed it into his heart without hesitation.

  Why did it take him now to understand? Just to understand that he wanted her.

  Recalling her words, the adolescent revealed a scornful smile. With tears and blood slipping away from him, he said, “I should hate you… I should have.”

  With that said, on the mountain that was their battlefield, two souls departed, one after another.

  ……

  [Mission accomplished! After your death, Protagonist ‘Xiyang’ conquered the five realms in the world and was ter crowned as the Immortal Emperor. Since Protagonist ‘Xiyang’ has achieved far greater success than he should’ve achieved, you are rewarded with… ERROR! ERROR!]

  [Bzzt… bzzt… Unknown error has occurred! Terminating reward sequence. The system will undergo quick self-repair mode.]

  [Repairing in 10 seconds… 9… 3… 2… 1… Unable to proceed with the request. Process halted. The system will shut down to repair anomalies now.]

  Within the ten thousands of worlds and an infinite universe, a soul drifted aimlessly along the sea of stars. The soul had the form of a tall woman with a lean figure, long bck hair, sharp blue eyes, and a callous smile hung on her red lips. In one gnce, the woman appeared enchantingly beautiful and, at the same time, devious and cold.

  Jun found herself once again submerged in a suffocating, starry space. She was not puzzled, nor did she fear this unknown territory — because this was not the first time she had been here.

  For an uncountable amount of times, Jun would reappear here after she completed yet another ending of her “life”. In fact, not just one life, but through many lives and deaths.

  As soon as Jun fell into a deep slumber, she would always move into a new identity, but it would only end in a tragedy because she was a vilin.

  A vilin who was created to serve their only purpose to be outshone by the protagonists and lived a painful life unlike any other. Their happiness was undeserved, their means only reflected cruelty, and their intentions were never kind. They could not and must never receive their happy endings.

  They must reach their destructive end, step by step.

  And Jun knew that very well.

  Fortunately, this mission Jun completed would be the st time she suffers as a vilin. With the system being forced to shut down, it gave her temporary release from its control.

  But it’s not over yet.

  Until the day she thoroughly destroys the system into oblivion, the surveilnce on her would never end. In fact, her escape would only be temporary and it wouldn’t be long before the system figured out that she had been sabotaging her missions.

  Her mission required her to be a miserable vilin and aid the protagonists, who were the chosen power supplies, to achieve an overwhelming successful fate.

  Since the protagonist’s life and the stability of the world correte to one another, the more prosperous life the protagonist leads, the more energy and luck it could convert via their successes, which also in turn provides an unimaginable energy source for the vilin system to absorb.

  It was a simple but effective method to quickly grow stronger.

  However, there was a small but deadly fw.

  After experiencing many worlds and suffering, Jun discovered the weakness of the system’s scheme. Despite its disgusting greed to have all its power supplies be stocked to the brim, it couldn’t directly extract the energy from them to itself.

  It had to be given away willingly.

  To put it simply, the protagonists were like a charging cable that comes with a lock — a symbolic safeguard embedded within their very existence. Even if the protagonists had indeed led successful lives, the presence of this “lock” meant that the energy they generated couldn’t be forcibly taken by the vilin system. If they didn’t feel their endings were well-deserved, the vilin system could do nothing but helplessly watch as the protagonists hold on to that energy until they were willing to let go.

  Therefore, this was also why the vilin system would force Jun to do many foolish things to lead up to her death. Only when the protagonists felt satisfied by taking out their grudges on her could the vilin system come in and sweep all those energies into itself.

  Her suffering was its greatest gift for the protagonists, but it was also her greatest concealed weapon.

  The system has yet to understand the consequences of using her.

  So not only did Jun want to make the protagonists live unforgettable, successful lives, she also wants them to torment themselves over her death. Being the vilin who would die for the protagonist’s cause, her role was absolutely perfect.

  With her death as the ending to every world, Jun would make those protagonists turn mad, yearning for immense power to grasp their fates to the point they wished to overturn it. And in this way, with them tightly holding onto their unfulfilled desires, there was no way for the system to steal away their energy.

  The system would have no choice but to keep those worlds running and running… like a computer with many apps opened, it would eventually slow down and the only way to get rid of the g was to close them.

  But what if the apps couldn’t be closed?

  The next step was to shut down and reboot the computer.

  And forcing the system into a permanent breakdown, that was what Jun precisely wanted.

  When Jun returned to her senses, she gnced around the starry space around her before her lips briefly parted with a smile.

  “Begin the next mission.”

  Like a switch that has been pushed, the universe around her began to tremble uncontrolbly and shattered like a web spread across the sky. Everything came crumbling down and her vision was swiftly swept away by the torrent of darkness.

  Now it’s time to drag the system into hell.