Chapter 96: The First Thing Every Morning

"I swear! I won't call out anymore!" Qin Ye spoke without hesitation. Compared to his dignity, his life was obviously more important.

The moment he finished his sentence, Arthas's body suddenly flickered.

Both of them were stunned.

"This is..." Arthas looked at her own body in disbelief. Visibly to the naked eye, her entire form, starting from her clothes, began to silently dissolve into individual black butterflies. Like charred ash caught in the wind, they drifted slowly into the air.

More and more... Within just three seconds, only her upper body remained, while the sky was filled with black butterflies, forming a massive vortex within the room!

"Lord Di Ting... that strike actually destroyed my physical vessel?!"

BOOM!

The next second, her entire form collapsed. All the black butterflies let out a shrill, piercing scream and instantly turned to ash.

In the room, only Qin Ye and a ball of golden soul fire remained.

The reversal happened too quickly, and the atmosphere became awkward to an extreme degree.

"So..." After a few seconds, the soul fire moved, clearing its throat as it tried to feign composure. "How about you find me a host body first? Then we can find a place to have a cup of tea and chat about life?"

Qin Ye had already shifted back into human form. He straightened his clothes, adjusted his belt, and even pulled out a mirror from somewhere to tidy up his slightly disheveled hair.

Ah... still as earth-shatteringly handsome as ever...

"Life... is truly full of surprises," he said with a smile, tucking the mirror away as he addressed the soul fire.

Arthas felt the anger she had just suppressed surging back up again.

"I was just joking earlier... otherwise, you would have died eighteen times over by now!" she said coldly, maintaining her persona.

Qin Ye clutched his chest like a tragic maiden: "But you pinched me so hard, it hurt~"

"I am currently regretting not slapping you to death just now!"

Qin Ye's gaze sharpened: "Little A..."

Arthas ground her teeth, making a crunching sound: "Didn't you just swear..."

"Hmm?"

"...Fine... say what you have to say! I can't hold on much longer!"

"That's more like it." Qin Ye beckoned, and the ghost-headed blade flew over. "Come, come, get into my bowl. You can take this time to consider how we’ll get along in the future. Once you’ve thought it through, things like the secret arts of the Underworld or the hidden lore of the netherworld... you can bring those out."

"Otherwise..." Watching Arthas's spirit body impatiently merge into the ghost-headed blade, Qin Ye wickedly picked up the cloth strip from the Soul-Sealing Ball and wrapped it around the blade layer by layer. "As for bondage play... I don't think you'd want to know about that..."

Arthas moved into the ghost-headed blade in utter humiliation.

Her heart felt as if it had been riddled with holes.

Yes, she truly never intended to kill Qin Ye.

The current situation was excellent, completely different from a few months ago when she was in the Underworld trying to snatch Wang Zemin's soul.

The Yama Seal fragment had recognized its master, and the new Underworld had received the certification of the Heavenly Dao. The best way for them was to cooperate.

She simply couldn't stand Qin Ye's lazy and cowardly habits and wanted to take the opportunity to discipline him, while also shifting who held the reins of power.

Who could have imagined... that she wouldn't even have a chance to show off!

"This author..." she sighed gloomily. "Too worldly..."

Resistance was useless. As the elevator ascended to Anhui University, she said with a sense of hopelessness, "Take me for a tour."

"Oh? Who gave you the confidence to start making demands now?"

Suppressing the urge to take the other party down with her, Arthas gritted her teeth and said, "I need to find a host body that I find acceptable myself!"

"You don't trust my taste?"

"With that straight-male aesthetic of yours?" Arthas retorted with disdain.

***

Qin Ye was in a great mood. The Underworld was unfolding, the truth about Kua Fu had been revealed, and nothing in Bao'an City could stop him anymore. He would just wait a week and then secretly go take a look.

What else was left?

Oh... probably just being a mentor, lying low in Bao'an City, developing steadily, waiting until he could craft an Infinity Edge, hehehe...

God descends to earth! PENTA KILL!

This mentor position had come at the perfect time!

This good mood led him to walk directly into the now-empty girls' dormitory with Arthas.

It was daytime. The evacuation of thousands of people from Anhui University over a few days had been rushed, and the entire dormitory building had a chaotic, war-torn atmosphere.

"I once thought..." Qin Ye looked at the messy dormitory and picked up a package. "I wanted to be an angel in my next life."

"With beautiful wings, freely getting close to the hearts and bodies of beautiful women, so..." He placed the package onto the ghost-headed blade. "I'll give you this opportunity."

Arthas looked coldly at the package of sanitary pads: "Wings, close to the heart and body... Do you believe I'll have you cremated on the spot?"

"...Then how about this Peppa Pig pillow?"

The former Underworld Judge inhabiting a Peppa Pig, with a Peppa Pig talking to people every day—the image was so beautiful it made one tremble.

"Are you an idiot?"

"Not satisfied? How about this one? Pikachu?"

"Stupid."

"Why are you so hard to please? How about this? Oh, holy crap? A limited-edition Teemo pillow? I can't give you this one..."

"Fine, this one! Jian Wang 3 Flower Girl! Her!"

Arthas couldn't be bothered to pay him any mind and remained motionless with a haughty air.

Two hours later, Qin Ye was sweating profusely, gritting his teeth as he walked out of the girls' dormitory: "Can you stop it, official? You don't want the mirror, you don't want the pillow, you still don't want the bikini. Can't you inhabit anything? How can you be so picky?"

Arthas was even more incensed: "My premise is 'normal' things! What the hell was that spider-like male action figure you gave me? Even if I've been dead for hundreds of years, I'm still a woman! Do you understand what a woman is?!"

Qin Ye was thoughtful: "So..."

Fearing he would say something even more hurtful, Arthas gritted her teeth and reminded him: "I... need something beautiful."

Having finally come out of the Soul-Sealing Ball, she never wanted to inhabit those ugly objects again.

She wanted to unleash her inner woman!

Qin Ye shook his head: "This is a student dormitory; where would you find so many high-quality items?"

Arthas also felt disheartened. The world was full of malice; she shouldn't have suggested asking Qin Ye to help find a host!

Too stupid, really.

"What is that place?" Just as she was in despair, she suddenly saw a cluster of small villas by the lake.

"That?" Qin Ye squinted. "Zhang Linhua mentioned it; that seems to be... on-campus apartments for the 'second-generation' wealthy kids. The rent is quite high."

Arthas sighed in relief: "Go there."

Before Qin Ye could speak, she added: "Only those with money understand style. That word is too distant for you, but anyway... listen to me."

Qin Ye had no objections; having Arthas in the ghost-headed blade wasn't a long-term solution.

They walked into the apartment, which was equally chaotic. There were even a few pairs of designer leather shoes, clearly left behind by some spoiled brat who didn't want them and couldn't even be bothered to pack them.

"Your modern taste is truly strange," Arthas frowned, looking at the clutter in the room. "You don't use good things with thousands of years of history, but instead prefer this 'Japanese style,' 'European style.' Even a mirror has a frame decorated with indecent, half-naked, crippled women."

Qin Ye also couldn't be bothered to explain to Arthas what the Venus de Milo was.

This was a generation gap.

"Look for yourself. If you see something you like, tell me, and I'll bring it over." Qin Ye breathed a sigh of relief and lay down on the soft sofa, sinking in immediately.

Comfortable.

Arthas scanned the room. Suddenly, her voice became solemn: "Little one, there is... someone here."

Someone?

Qin Ye jerked his eyes open. Arthas's voice said: "On the bed, there's one lying there. Under the blanket, I can see a hand."

A corpse?

Qin Ye rushed over in one step and flipped the pile of blankets on the bed, his expression becoming incredibly spectacular.

It was indeed a person...

A silicone doll...

It was crafted extremely exquisitely, life-sized, almost like the highest-level 3D modeling, wearing ancient-style clothing. The quality of the clothes was also very good. It wasn't hard to see that this "second-generation" had a unique hobby for this item; there wasn't a single scratch on its entire body.

Is he impotent... or just good at maintenance? It made Qin Ye's gossip-loving soul boil.

"At least tens of thousands [in value]..." he sighed. Just as he was about to turn his head and shake it, the ghost-headed blade had already flown behind him, the golden soul fire flickering.

Just as Qin Ye was about to put the blanket back, Arthas's voice suddenly rang out: "Wait!"

For the first time, her voice carried a hint of delight: "What is this?"

"An inflatable doll?" Qin Ye asked, puzzled. "Oh, no, this is a pure silicone doll, maybe it doesn't need to be inflated..."

"That's the one."

"...I can't believe I'm seeing this kind of indecency here... What did you say?!" Qin Ye's voice spiked by three octaves.

Did he mishear?

"That's the one." The ghost-headed blade tilted, as if looking at Qin Ye in confusion. "Its beauty finally reaches one-tenth of mine, and the ancient attire looks more pleasing... Do you have something to say?"

There was this kind of operation?

Qin Ye stared in a daze as the golden soul fire floated out and *BIU*—entered the top of the silicone doll's head. His lips dry, he opened his mouth, and only after several seconds did he stutter: "No... no... perfect choice... per-fect..."

*Swish*... Ten seconds after the soul fire entered the silicone doll's body, the sleeping doll slowly opened its eyes and sat up from the bed.

Arthas looked at her newly acquired body, stretched her fingers, and flicked them lightly. Instantly, a mirror in the corner shattered with a crash.

"Not bad." A finally satisfied smile appeared at the corners of the silicone doll's mouth. "It's just a bit too fragile."

This series of actions left Qin Ye breathless!

He never expected that Arthas would choose the most shameful option he had never even considered!

Can you imagine a life-sized silicone doll looking at you and whispering to you every day?

Can you imagine someone else coming into the room and seeing a human-sized silicone doll at first glance?

And, it even carried the scent of another man!

It must be a generation gap... this must be a generation gap, right?

"Can we... can we discuss this again?"

"That's the one." Arthas exuded a dominant aura, speaking in a tone that allowed no questioning: "I am very satisfied... Why did you hesitate to speak several times? Be direct, act like a man!"

Qin Ye swallowed several times, rolled his eyes in resignation: "I... I'll give you a piece of advice..."

"Every morning, the first thing you do when you wake up is give yourself a boost."