Chapter Twenty-Two: Flee for Your Life

As soon as Ning Xianyu woke up, her mind was a complete mess.

In her memories, a group of young women circled around her, coming and going, dazzling scenes flashing before her eyes. Now her clothes were gone—could it be...?

"Am I... am I bent?"

No way, did she really have that potential?

Isn't one's orientation related to the mind, not the body? Could turning out to be bent be this easy?

The system, which had been listening to her ramblings, couldn’t take it anymore.

[Are you crazy? Bent? If you want to know what happened, why not just ask me?]

Honestly, she’d finally woken up and was already babbling nonsense, muttering who knows what.

Ning Xianyu grabbed onto this lifeline, quickly asking:

[System, you’re the best! Please tell me what happened, why is my memory so chaotic?]

The system snorted:

[Now you appreciate me. Yesterday, I warned you again and again not to fall for it, not to wander off, but you wouldn’t listen. You deserved it!]

Ning Xianyu, holding her head, was annoyed:

[To err is human! You’ve made plenty of mistakes—what’s the big deal if I made one?]

The system was about to take the chance to scold her further, but she slapped the table and barked:

[Are you going to tell me or not?]

The system immediately cowered:

[I’ll tell you, alright? No need to be so fierce.]

Ning Xianyu told it to cut the nonsense and hurry up.

[Yesterday you were poisoned by Longyue’s Passion Flower, dragging people everywhere, asking them to bear children with you. Later, Longyue tried to use you for her own cultivation, but Xuan Yuan Tunhan arrived just in time and saved you. Then...]

[Then what?]

Ning Xianyu covered her face. Just hearing the beginning made her feel doomed, but there was more—was this not enough for her to die?

The system chuckled wickedly:

[Then, you flirted with him, kissed him, hugged him, and tried to do this and that with him—haha—his face turned green on the spot.]

What?

Ning Xianyu clutched her head and screamed internally.

She kissed Xuan Yuan Tunhan?

She flirted with the great demon lord?

She was done for, utterly done for.

The system seemed to think it wasn’t enough, adding fuel to the fire:

[Xuan Yuan Tunhan, to save himself, leveled a mountain on Flower Sound Island, forced Su Yun’er to hand over the antidote, and Yi Tianling had no choice but to give up the Nine Branch Epiphyllum he’d obtained.]

[Guess what? In the end, you ate the Nine Branch Epiphyllum. Haha! When you ate it, Xuan Yuan Tunhan looked like he wanted to kill you. Even I was scared by his glare.]

If the system had hands, it’d be hugging its little shoulders and trembling.

Ning Xianyu was now hugging her own shoulders, the picture of collapse.

But she was currently inhabiting Xuan Yuan Tunhan’s body, and with such a tall, imposing figure, she simply couldn’t appear delicate—she looked utterly out of place.

[I ate the Nine Branch Epiphyllum? And I kissed him?]

This wasn’t just about dying—this was the kind of thing where even in death, she’d be dragged out and flogged.

The Nine Branch Epiphyllum was a sacred item Xuan Yuan Tunhan had chased for tens of thousands of years, and she had eaten it.

If it were her, she’d stab the thief dozens of times, avoiding vital points each time, and still not relieve her fury.

[What do we do now?] Ning Xianyu was utterly lost, feeling as if her head wasn’t even attached to her neck.

The system was troubled too:

[I don’t know. Maybe you should just wait to die. Don’t worry, once you’re dead, I’ll get you a new body.]

Ning Xianyu