After sending Han Miaojun off, Lu Bei felt exceptionally regretful. He had known the demoness harbored ill intentions, yet he had still lowered his head and yielded before her.
"I should've endured a little longer back then. If I'd held out through a few dozen more mental-scene screens, maybe I could've made it..."
Lu Bei muttered under his breath. It was hard to blame him for making the mistake every man made—the Palace Master Han's methods had simply been too despicable. At the time, she had been wearing nothing but socks.
Carelessness had cost him his essence porridge. Now, regret came too late.
To guard against Han Miaojun having some other scheme in mind, he decided to take a walk through the Solitary Confinement where her Wicked side was kept. He would treat both sides equally, raise them to advance and retreat together, and have a means of keeping them in check in the future.
But the moment the thought arose, he remembered Han Miaojun's second demand.
If Lu Bei accidentally crossed swords with her Wicked side, he had to record the number of times. However many times her Wicked side tasted the sweetness, Han Miaojun would Super Double it.
"That woman... She even calculated this? Did she predict my prediction and simply go with the flow, or did she predict my prediction and have everything planned from the start?"
For a moment, Lu Bei was bewildered. The thought stuck in his throat and vexed him terribly.
His intuition told him that if he went to Li Luan Palace and found out the connection between his primary cultivation method, the Great Wilderness Monster Cultivation Record, and Li Luan Palace's inheritance, the Visualization Diagram, everything would become clear.
After rearranging his schedule, he saw that it was late April of Year