The Demoness's Talent

From the perspective of Li Muyang, a transmigrator, the story of the original host and Miss Ning was, to put it mildly, a complicated mess.

Or rather, the foolish things the original host—a headstrong youth who had just turned seventeen—had done were simply beyond comprehension in Li Muyang's eyes.

The original host's home, Jiuyuan City, was an ordinary city under the rule of the Demon Refining Sect.

The Li family wasn't even considered a proper clan in Jiuyuan City; they were just a family with a bit of spare cash.

Li Muyang's father, Li Damu, was the captain of the city guard, overseeing about twenty men. He owned a small, three-courtyard house in the city and kept two maids, a housekeeper, and a groom.

This was only modest wealth, making them the smallest of small fry in the city.

After marriage, Li Damu and his wife had only one son, Li Muyang, but they had also adopted a daughter named Li Yuechan.

The girl was the orphan of Li Damu's sworn brother; after his brother passed away, Li Damu had brought her home to raise.

She was clever, spirited, and deeply loved by everyone. She stood in stark contrast to the original host, who was temperamental and petty, which led to a very poor relationship between the original host and his foster sister.

Or rather, the original host had a poor relationship with everyone; even the maids and servants at home disliked him.

Later, the original host became infatuated with Miss Ning from the Ning family in Jiuyuan City, squandering all his money on her. In daily life, Miss Ning would summon him at will and dismiss him just as easily, treating him worse than a dog.

Eventually, to force his parents to give him money to marry Miss Ning, the original host had a massive blowout with them.

Li Damu, a man of little education, was so enraged by his unfilial son that he spoke some harsh words, causing the original host to storm out in a fury.

Before leaving, he even pointed at his own front door and cursed in front of the neighbors and passersby.

"Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west! Li Damu, I will make you regret today's decision sooner or later!"

After that, the original host joined the Demon Refining Sect, dreaming of rising to greatness, and became an outer-sect handyman disciple.

Unfortunately, he had only been in the sect for a little over a month when he practiced his cultivation blindly, suffered a qi deviation, and died.

That was when the transmigrator, Li Muyang, arrived.

Recalling the idiotic things the original host had done, Li Muyang just wanted to cover his face.

I had planned never to return to Jiuyuan City or contact my family for the rest of my life...

And now, his foster sister had actually tracked him down?

Li Muyang suddenly felt a sense of social death.

Even though the foolish acts weren't committed by him, the fact that he had transmigrated into this body meant that even if it wasn't his excrement, it was still on his pants.

Everyone in Jiuyuan City who knew Li Muyang knew he was a delusional, brain-dead youth who had shouted "Don't bully the young because they are poor" at his parents in public.

Now, not only was his foster sister coming, but that Miss Ning, whom the original host had constantly fawned over, would be coming too.

This is truly a disaster from the heavens...

Li Muyang covered his face, suddenly feeling that this secluded hut far from the crowds was actually quite nice.

At the very least, living here saved him a lot of trouble.

Given the brain-dead things the original host had done, Li Muyang had absolutely no desire to meet any of his acquaintances.

As for that Miss Ning... who are you? We are definitely not close!

After carefully reading the family letter, Li Muyang sat under an old tree by the edge of the field and closed his eyes.

Before the messenger arrived, Li Muyang had just finished practicing the Cloud and Rain Art and was resting on the ridge. He appeared to be meditating, but in reality, he was playing a game.

Now, after finishing the letter, Li Muyang thought it over and quickly adjusted his mindset.

Although his foster sister said she would come to the Demon Refining Sect in a while and asked Li Muyang to pick her up, and Miss Ning would be traveling with her, he didn't care.

The original host and Li Yuechan had a terrible relationship anyway, so if he didn't go, he didn't go.

As for Miss Ning... she was so beautiful that she wouldn't lack for a sycophant; there would be new ones lining up to fawn over her. She wouldn't care about a former sycophant like Li Muyang.

Li Muyang's mind was currently filled with Little Wild Grass from the Black Cloud Stronghold and the lethal crisis of the first stage; he didn't want to waste his precious time on anything else.

He had been stuck on this level for too long—so long that Li Muyang was almost speechless.

It was just a raising-sim game; was it really this hard?

Entering the game again, Li Muyang sat in the empty stilt house, looking at the little girl before him.

During this time, he had tried every method, explored all the information in the stronghold, and even tried reloading his save to the very beginning to choose to adopt the other two children.

But the moment he adopted a Soul-Lost One other than Little Wild Grass, the system would forcibly judge his game as a failure.

And on the night after he brought Little Wild Grass home, if he closed his eyes, Li Muyang would absolutely die.

It seemed to have become an unsolvable closed loop.

Li Muyang had explored the game for a long time, but he could never find a way to break this cycle.

—Or rather, he had vaguely found the direction to clear the level, but he couldn't grasp it yet.

Opening his eyes once more and seeing Little Wild Grass's innocent, curious gaze, Li Muyang sighed and said.

"Little Grass, can you tell me about your past?"

Every piece of information and clue Li Muyang had gathered so far pointed the source of the danger toward the little girl in front of him.

After all, before the little girl arrived, there had been no such assassin in the stronghold who struck while people were asleep. The murderer was, in all likelihood, coming for Little Wild Grass.

If Li Muyang didn't adopt Little Wild Grass at the start, there was a certain probability that the brat would die—after dozens of consecutive attempts, Li Muyang had roughly calculated the girl's mortality rate.

If Li Muyang chose not to adopt her, the little girl had about a thirty percent chance of dying.

Various pieces of information and signs led Li Muyang to believe that this brat, Little Wild Grass, knew information about the killer, and she might even have a way to evade the killer's pursuit!

That seventy percent survival rate couldn't possibly be because the people in the village saved her, could it?

Li Muyang had already confirmed through hundreds of deaths that, when facing that eerie killer, no one in this village could help.

However, even though he had found the direction to clear the level, this brat who called herself Little Wild Grass truly had a mouth tighter than a steel vault.

Over the past few days, whether Li Muyang tried gentle persuasion or harsh interrogation, whether he played the good guy or the bad guy, the little girl simply claimed to know nothing at all.

There were several times when Li Muyang tried to get closer to her, foster a bond, take her around the village to play, feed her delicious food, and make her laugh with joy; she would even affectionately and touchingly hold Li Muyang's hand and say, "Thank you, big brother."

But when Li Muyang looked up at her favorability rating—it was 0.

This brat was truly skilled at acting and putting on a front; at such a young age, she already understood how to play along and be duplicitous.

Facing a little girl who could act better than a stage performer, Li Muyang was almost driven to laughter by his own frustration.

To be stuck with such a female lead in a raising sim... Li Muyang was half-tempted to cultivate her in the direction of a Great Poisonous Grass instead.

This brat really had a natural talent for becoming a demonic enchantress!