In his entire life, Jun Changxiao had told countless lies and done countless improper things, but this time was exceptionally serious and earnest, because he was also human. That alone was enough.
“Heavenly Demon Emperor.”
“You just wait for me!”
“Ah!”
Suddenly, Jun Changxiao screamed miserably.
The moment he finished speaking, an extremely sinister attribute suddenly erupted within his body, madly advancing toward his sea of consciousness.
Little Fire and Little Evil immediately responded, but that attribute came with overwhelming force, instantly breaking through multiple defensive lines.
Though the entire process was brief, the pain it brought was extremely intense.
“Thud!”
Jun Changxiao half-knelt on the ground, his face exceptionally ferocious.
“Quick!”
The System urged, “Drop the armor!”
It turned out that the suddenly erupting virus-like attribute came from the armor stained with Heavenly Demon blood.
Gu Xuanyuan had said that unless facing a life-or-death crisis, it absolutely couldn’t be worn, but he forgot to warn against any bodily contact!
For once Dog Brother was being serious, but he just had to pick up the armor. This truly was the most fatal form of courting death.
The terrifying sinister attribute advanced irresistibly. Even with Little Fire and Little Evil desperately resisting, it was useless.
“Ahhh—”
Screams echoed through the stone chamber.
When other protagonists face any setback, readers consider it protagonist abuse. When my readers see this, they’re already overjoyed, even banging gongs, drums, and setting off firecrackers in celebration.
“Husband, what’s wrong?”
Seeing Jun Changxiao’s pained expression, Hua Meigui’s eyes filled with worry.
“Quick…”
“Leave…”
Jun Changxiao spoke with difficulty, his eyes gradually turning blood-red, symptoms extremely similar to Ye Xingchen’s earlier condition.
The armor was stained with Heavenly Demon blood and corroded for tens of thousands of years—its toxicity was very strong. So whatever he did next, whether losing rationality or becoming deranged, it was understandable.
Could the only way for a straight man of steel to get a girlfriend be through this kind of plot device?
Alas.
Beyond saving.
“Go!”
Hua Meigui made a decisive decision.
At this moment she showed real judgment.
If it were someone else, their heart would already be in chaos, at a complete loss.
“Sect Master…”
Ren Shan originally planned to stay, but still obeyed Madam’s words and quickly turned to leave.
Inside the stone chamber.
Only Jun Changxiao remained.
What if he was consumed by burning passion?
“Ah!”
Screams rose and fell one after another, as if hitting high notes.
As the attribute madly assaulted his sea of consciousness, Jun Changxiao’s facial muscles gradually hardened, clearly entering the Stone Statue Clan bloodline activation state.
Of course.
This wasn’t something Dog Leftover actively triggered.
Rather, the sinister attribute released by the Heavenly Demon blood resonated with his bloodline, temporarily activating it as his thoughts grew increasingly lost.
To be precise.
More like a form of self-protection.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
After the Stone Statue Clan bloodline activated, energy gathered at the sea of consciousness stronghold, madly resisting the sinister attribute trying to seize control. Both sides deployed troops and sent generals, fighting with great relish.
“Ah… ahhh…”
Because the two attributes were madly clashing, Jun Changxiao’s pain intensified. His screams shifted from high notes to low notes, from low notes to coloratura—the rhythm changed so fast, the vocal skill so strong, it was breathtaking.
Not bad.
Quite pleasant to listen to.
Perhaps after enduring this ordeal, his tone-deafness could be cured.
A moment later, Jun Changxiao’s entire body turned to stone, but due to the invading external attribute, his whole body heated up and his skin turned blood-red.
This situation wasn’t like Ye Xingchen losing rationality—this was even worse!
“This is troublesome.”
The System said, “We must quickly call Ren Shan back.”
“No need!”
Jun Changxiao clenched his fist and roared internally, “I can endure this myself!”
Their exchange was thought-provoking.
“Whoosh!”
“Whoosh!”
The Stone Statue bloodline within Jun Changxiao’s body fully opened. Reinforcements madly surged from all directions, armored and helmeted, rushing straight to the battlefield to contend with the invading sinister attribute.
At this moment.
No one could help Dog Leftover.
To resolve the current crisis, he could only rely on himself.
“It’s over, it’s over.”
The System said, “The host is going crazy again. Wait, why did I say ‘again’?”
The reason was simple. Throughout his journey in the Lower Realms, Jun Changxiao had gone berserk quite a few times, especially after obtaining the Stone Statue in the Plane Battlefield—using it always led to rampage.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
The two attributes traded blows, fighting exceptionally fiercely within his body.
Perhaps the System’s cursed mouth had taken effect again. What was originally a very serious situation suddenly changed. The sinister attribute began losing momentum, and the pain symptoms were greatly alleviated.
Jun Changxiao stood up, his ferocious expression relaxing.
As for the Stone Statue bloodline and sinister attribute inside—perhaps they had fought out friendship and feelings, beginning to gradually merge.
“What’s happening?”
Jun Changxiao was somewhat confused.
The System said, “The two have produced some kind of resonance and are merging. To be precise, the Stone Statue bloodline is devouring this external attri… blood!”
Right.
What merged into Dog Leftover’s body wasn’t an attribute, but the Heavenly Demon blood remaining on the armor. That’s why Little Fire and Little Evil were powerless, why the Stone Statue bloodline suddenly self-activated.
“Devouring?”
Jun Changxiao’s eyes lit up.
The System complained, “Xuanyuan Realm turning into a grain of sand that can be freely entered and exited was already cliché enough. Who knew the Stone Statue bloodline also has a devouring function. The host truly embodies the pinnacle of plot devices.”
Jun Changxiao ignored him and observed everything inside his body.
Initially, the Stone Statue bloodline’s fusion speed wasn’t fast, but as it devoured more frequently, it seemed to become practiced, and the speed increased too!
“Aiya!”
“So comfortable!”
The fusion of Stone Statue bloodline and Heavenly Demon blood brought Jun Changxiao a pleasant sensation. He tilted his head back, closed his eyes, quietly experiencing it, his mouth brimming with a brilliant smile.
Just moments ago in agony, now completely at ease.
Many readers silently opened shopping apps, beginning to cancel orders for gongs, drums, and firecrackers not yet shipped.
…
“Madam!”
“The Sect Master stopped singing!”
Outside the stone chamber, Ren Shan said anxiously.
Jun Changxiao’s earlier screams, shifting high and low, alternating between operatic and popular styles at will, were genuinely frightening to hear. But at least it proved he was alive. Now that it suddenly stopped, could he have…
“No!”
Ren Shan’s gaze grew grave: “I must go in and check!”
Hua Meigui said, “Husband was clearly invaded by some attribute. Once he loses control of his thoughts, he’ll fall into madness. You entering would be suicide.”
“…”
Ren Shan broke down: “Then what do we do!”
“Wait.”
Though Hua Meigui said this, her heart was actually panicking too. She silently prayed for Jun Changxiao, hoping he could turn danger into safety.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Just then, sinister energy blew out from the stone chamber.
Hua Meigui and Ren Shan quickly retreated, chills rising down their backs.
“Step!”
One foot emerged from the stone chamber.
The two instinctively shifted their gaze upward and saw Jun Changxiao wearing blood-red armor, walking out with his head lowered, his entire being emanating extremely sinister energy.
If the large stone door was compared to hell, he was now a demon emerging from it!
“Gulp.”
Ren Shan swallowed and stammered, “Sect… Sect Master…”
Hua Meigui frowned.
At this moment, she had to believe that her husband hadn’t stabilized his mind and sea of consciousness—he had completely lost rationality.
“Swish!”
Suddenly, Jun Changxiao raised his head.
His eyebrows and pupils were blood-red, his face full of coldness, as if he were a heartless, cold-blooded creature.
Just one glance exchanged with the Sect Master, and Ren Shan was so frightened by the sinister aura that he staggered backward.
“He’s possessed…”
Hua Meigui’s state of mind wavered.
At this moment, she didn’t know what to do.
Just then, Jun Changxiao slowly raised his hand and pointed at Ren Shan. The cold expression on his face was replaced by a mischievous grin as he said, “Does this Seat look handsome?”
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