Chapter 115: Your Relationship Is Unusual

Ning Xianyu stared at the small black cat before her, suddenly realizing that she must have inadvertently transformed the great devil into this form because she had been thinking about it.

"I'm sorry!" she apologized immediately, trying hard to change him back.

But just then, someone appeared.

"Oh? You're awake today too?"

The figure was wrapped in white robes. Their stature seemed quite tall, but because they were bundled so tightly, their face was completely obscured. Their voice, however, was ethereal, as if they were speaking inside a vast, empty hall.

Ning Xianyu couldn't help but grumble inwardly: *These mysterious types love to play god, even bringing their own reverb effects.*

The system chimed in: *He's the one who captured you. You should be more careful.*

The white-robed figure was floating mid-air, surrounded by a lingering aura of spiritual energy. Such a strange character—wasn't this too dangerous? Why was she even in the mood to joke?

The white-robed figure approached, circling Ning Xianyu before looking into the distance. "Where has Xuanyuan Tunhan gone?"

Ning Xianyu’s eyes darted toward the small black cat beside her. *Isn't he right here? How could he not recognize him?*

The system boasted: *See how reliable I am? I transformed Xuanyuan Tunhan so perfectly that even someone this powerful can't tell. It's flawless.*

Xuanyuan Tunhan also realized that this person truly could not recognize him. This seemed somewhat convenient.

The white-robed figure remained puzzled. "Have you seen Xuanyuan Tunhan?"

The tree vines shook and trembled, as if they were communicating with him.

"He suddenly disappeared?"

"You didn't see where he went either?"

This was strange.

"Order all your kind to search for him. He couldn't have just vanished."

The vines began to stir. The ground looked as if thousands of snakes were crawling across it; both the sound and the sight were quite unsettling.

Ning Xianyu shifted, and the white-robed figure turned to look at her.

She smiled sheepishly. "I'm itchy. Could you please let me go so I can scratch?"

The white-robed figure flicked a finger, and a thin vine snaked into Ning Xianyu’s clothing, helping her scratch. Though the treatment for a captive was surprisingly considerate, it felt incredibly awkward.

Ning Xianyu only felt itchier. "Senior, I am clearly right here, yet you don't even look at me, choosing instead to hunt for Xuanyuan Tunhan. That's because he was your target from the beginning, wasn't he?"

She finally understood. Her captor’s goal had never been her; it was the great devil, Xuanyuan Tunhan. The only reason she was being held was that she was an easy target. She was merely suffering collateral damage from the devil's affairs.

*I knew it. I’m just an extra. The protagonist's aura is blinding enough to bring me misfortune, and the villain's aura is just as bad.* She truly was miserable.

The white-robed figure chuckled. "Little girl, do not be afraid. My target is indeed Xuanyuan Tunhan, but I will not harm you. I can see that the two of you share a deep bond."

"Huh?" Ning Xianyu asked, bewildered. "How could you tell?"

She hadn't even realized it herself, yet this stranger had somehow seen it. She couldn't help but glance at the great devil, who had been silent the whole time, wondering if he had noticed.

Under the influence of his feline instincts, the great devil couldn't help but lift a paw to scratch his head. Realizing how embarrassing that was, he immediately swiped at her instead.

The white-robed figure completely ignored the small black cat, laughing to himself. "I have known Xuanyuan Tunhan for tens of thousands of years, and I have never seen him so anxious for anyone. You may not know how desperately he fought to save you yesterday."

Ning Xianyu gave a mocking laugh. "To be so certain of our deep bond—don't you think you're being a bit presumptuous?"

The white-robed figure paused, reflecting. "Perhaps your bond is not that deep, but I am certain that Xuanyuan Tunhan cares for you a great deal."

He turned and shouted into the distance, "Xuanyuan Tunhan, show yourself! While I do not wish to harm the innocent, if you do not appear, your little girlfriend will suffer."

As he spoke, he reached out a finger toward Ning Xianyu’s forehead. Ning Xianyu shook her head frantically to avoid being touched, but the vines held her fast, making it impossible to even turn her head.

Xuanyuan Tunhan leaped, lunging fiercely at the white-robed figure’s garment.

The hood on the figure’s head fell back, revealing a very young-looking man. His features were plain, and he looked like an ordinary person, yet he possessed an air of immense compassion. His eyes were like those of an old monk who had chanted scriptures in an ancient temple for thousands of years—placid, yet filled with profound kindness.

Ning Xianyu looked at him, feeling as though she had seen that gaze somewhere before. However, a man of such compassion was currently using her as a hostage. Wasn't that just despicable?

"You hypocrite, what are you doing to me?"

Ning Xianyu struggled hard, asking in her heart, "Ancestor, should I change you back?" If he didn't change back soon, she was going to die.

Xuanyuan Tunhan replied, "Wait a moment longer. I want to see what he is truly planning."

Ning Xianyu could only continue to struggle, on the verge of tears.

"Do not cry yet," the white-robed figure said. "I haven't even started."

He began to weave hand seals, chanting under his breath. Suddenly, Ning Xianyu felt her soul being pulled; her entire being felt light and airy, as if she were about to float away.

The system urged: *He is trying to pull your soul out! Host, stay steady!*

Ning Xianyu felt drowsy: *How am I supposed to stay steady?*

The system said: *Talk to him! Ask him who he is and what he wants!*

Ning Xianyu fought the urge to pass out and spoke: "Who exactly are you? What grudge do you have against the great devil, and what do you want with me?"

The white-robed figure laughed. "This is the first time I've heard someone dare to call him the 'great devil.' Your relationship with him is indeed unique."

"Which ear did you hear that with?" Ning Xianyu was going mad. This man clearly had something wrong with his head; he never listened to the point of a conversation. "I asked who you are! If you want to kill me, at least give me a reason!"

"I have no intention of killing you. You’re overthinking it." The white-robed figure’s hands didn't slow down; in fact, he began to cast the spell even faster.

After the initial wave of drowsiness passed, Ning Xianyu now felt a splitting headache, as if her very being were being torn apart. Unable to bear the pain, she began to cry. "What are you doing?"

The white-robed figure wore a look of compassion. "Endure it. I merely wish to draw your soul out and provide you with a better, more eternal body."

"Thanks, but no thanks! I don't need it! Let me go!"

"That is impossible. You must stay. If I keep both of you here, the Six Realms of Yunhuang can survive for another ten thousand years."

The Six Realms of Yunhuang again? The scope was far too vast. "What is that even supposed to mean?"

"Since you are involved, I see no harm in telling you, provided you cooperate. Do you know of the Demon Star in the Demon Realm..."

"Change me back, now!" Xuanyuan Tunhan suddenly transmitted his voice, seemingly in a rush to stop the white-robed figure from saying anything more.