The old blind man glanced at him, and with a flash, he disappeared.

Everything around returned to normal.

The black cat's head was still buried in the strawberry cake, but its tail moved, hooking up the cloth bag and placing it in front of Wu Xiaode.

"These are all the best soul crystals, no problem,"

the black cat mumbled while munching on its food.

The cloth bag was rolled in front of Wu Xiaode by the cat's tail, gently placed on the table, making a pleasant clinking sound.

"That blind man, really generous."

Wu Xiaode couldn't help but remark as he took the cloth bag and then took out a wooden box.

He quickly wrote a note inside the box and patted it.

The wooden box immediately vanished.

Done.

The arrangements for the Blood Youth were also in place.

"What are we going to do after eating?" the black cat asked.

"I'm going to awaken the power of a dragon, want to come and play?" Wu Xiaode said.

"Yes, yes!"

...

The world of dreams.

Blood Youth stood in the middle of the street, curiously looking around.

A wooden box suddenly appeared in front of her, opened swiftly, revealing a piece of paper inside.

"The Duke of Abyss has a 'Radiant Holy Light' card. You are to feign ignorance at first, then find a way to get that card. This is an order."

The paper exuded the aura of Causality Law.

—This was Wu Xiaode's command!

Blood Youth's brow furrowed.

This guy really treated her like a slave.

"Got it, now leave,"

she said irritably to the wooden box.

The wooden box jumped towards the Void and disappeared.

Blood Youth stood there, biting her lip.

Damn it.

How exactly could she gain her freedom?

She had to come up with an idea quickly, to have that boy owe her one.

As she was pondering, she suddenly had a feeling and looked up across the street.

The people around had all disappeared.

There stood an elegant gentleman across the street in a tailcoat, accompanied by a floating head.

"Forbidden species... why have you come here?"

the man asked.

Blood Youth's eyebrows twitched, and she stood respectfully, bowing:

"Duke, I am here to temporarily cooperate with your actions on behalf of my master, Daville, until tomorrow morning."

"Ah... I got Chupnos's head as a servant, which I thought was quite impressive, but it turns out Daville has also got himself an impressive thing as a servant,"

Baron Abyss said with interest.

Blood Youth clenched her fists, her sharp nails digging into her palms.

He said...

Impressive thing.

To hell with that.

If she weren't unable to beat him, she would have torn him to pieces!

"Actually, there's nothing much to do now. You can go wait at the top floor of the tallest building in the city. If there's anything, I will command you,"

Duke of Abyss said languidly.

"Yes, your will shall certainly be carried out," Blood Youth said with respect.

She turned and walked towards the high-rise.

Duke of Abyss stood still, pondering for a few moments, and suddenly spoke again:

"My will shall certainly be carried out?"

—Not too stupid, after all!

Blood Youth turned around, smiling: "Of course, that is the command of my lord."

"Then, tell me, how is Daville's dragon doing?" Duke of Abyss said.

"That requires a little compensation, Your Grace," Blood Youth said.

"You are Daville's subordinate, yet you want compensation from me, just to betray him?" Duke of Abyss said.

"You have your own interests to care about, so you don't need to consider my thoughts, do you?" Blood Youth said.

Duke of Abyss let out a cold laugh and snapped his fingers.

Suddenly, layers of light and shadow emerged from the Void, consolidating into the scene from moments before and repeating their conversation once more.

The pupils of the Duke's eyes turned completely black, yet out of his mouth slithered a blood-red and elongated tongue as he sneered,

"Speak, what exactly has become of that dragon—if you don't, I'll kill you first and then send your corpse to your master."

Blood Youth stiffened.

—How had things turned out this way?

The opponent could have gotten the information he wanted through an exchange with her, simply paying a small reward, like creating a chance for her to save Wu Xiaode.

But he had chosen to coerce her instead.

"I'm very sorry, but with that attitude, I won't speak," Blood Youth said.

"Trash that betrays its master, you have awoken my desire to kill; now, go to your death," declared the Duke of Abyss.

The world suddenly turned into a murky, pitch-black color.

Nothing could be perceived anymore.

Blood Youth only felt a pain in her neck, and then she lost control of her body.

The next instant.

The world returned to normal.

She saw her own corpse lying on the ground, while she was being held by the hair by the Duke of Abyss, casually skewered on a spiked, street lamp nearby.

"You have one last chance to tell me, what has become of that dragon," said the Duke of Abyss, gripping her severed head with a stern voice.

Blood Youth saw her headless corpse being torn apart by a group of creatures burning with Fiery Flame, scattered across the ground.

The Duke of Abyss continued,

"I know you are undying, but I have ten thousand ways to torment you."

"Before tomorrow arrives, before your master returns, I will make you suffer a billion pains of this world…"

"Unless you tell me, the fate of that dragon."

He extended his hand, placing a Fiery Flame under Blood Youth's head, continuously searing it.

Blood Youth experienced pain to the extreme, clenched her teeth tightly, and couldn't utter a single word.

Until a certain moment—

"The dragon has Awakened," she finally said, unable to bear it any longer.

A curve formed on the Duke of Abyss's lips as he slightly lowered his head, looking into her pleading eyes.

"You're such filth, not worthy even to lick the dirt off my shoes," he said.

Looking at her, he shoved the fire directly into her mouth, and continued with a sense of satisfaction,

"Continue to feel the pain; torturing you is just a small thrill for me."

Blood Youth felt herself being lifted by the hair held in his grip.

"Perhaps you think by telling me about the dragon, I'll let you off?"

"No."

"Punoxus, dismember her., then turn everything about her into specimens, soaking them in Evil Energy Physalis—"

"She is undying, hahaha, later I want to see how such an immortal being enjoys that kind of pain."

"So peel off her face, make that into a separate specimen, and wait for me to come and see," he said.

The floating head dutifully responded, "As you command, Master."

As Blood Youth endured endless suffering, and observed the utter cruelty on his face, her mind, for some reason, flashed back to scenes from her past.

—She had been born upon the corpses of Gods.

Imprisoned within the bronze gates of demon marauders.

Years later.

A youth had taken her away from that place of boundless despair.

And then…

Each day passed unremarkably.

Either she would be researching how to cook with Shen Feixue or sitting behind the bar, casually drinking, gazing at the blue sky outside, watching the wind blow across the sands.

The youth rarely commanded her.

She was free to do as she pleased.

Until—

She constantly sought ways to betray him.

Like at this very moment.

—A pain beyond limits engulfed her.

Blood Youth could no longer think of anything—

With each second stretching on, torturously eternal, her mind shattered into fragments.

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