Daily News: My 3D Zone Goddess Conquest Log

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Plastic sisterhood is completely unreliable!

"Hmph, Little Pu didn't teach you a lesson enough back then!" Chun-Li's beautiful eyes flashed with murderous intent, her aura intimidating.

She came here for the truth.

Why did she lose her memory of that period?

Why did Xiao Lifen choose to leave him?

Why did Xiao Lifen hide and refuse to acknowledge her master at the banquet that day, even though she clearly saw him?

The questions swirling in her mind were too numerous and too chaotic, making it all the harder for her to let go...

"Come on, Chun-Li, it's time to reveal the truth."

Bahamut, whose wrist was firmly held by her, suddenly tilted his head toward the deep cave not far away.

“Let’s talk as we walk… You shouldn’t die here, Chun-Li.”

Chun-Li's pupils suddenly contracted.

die?

Will I die?

"What do you mean?"

Bahamut didn't answer immediately, but lowered his gaze slightly, glancing at Chun-Li's tightly clenched hands, and his voice softened:

"Sister Chunli, are you sure... you really want to remember?"

Chunli suddenly increased the force of her wrist, pulling her a little closer.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me the truth!"

Bahamut sighed:

"How about I tell Chunli a story first?"

Chunli frowned impatiently. "Get to the point! Stop beating around the bush!!!"

Then, Bahamut succinctly recounted a bizarre legend originating from the East.

That was a story about walking on the edge of life and death.

Legend has it that a thousand years ago in Dongzhou, there was an executioner who was forced to behead a wronged person on the execution ground.

Faced with the other party's pitiful pleas, he could not bear it and hastily composed a spell before the execution, instructing the other party to recite it repeatedly.

As he raised his knife and brought it down, he solemnly warned:

"Don't be afraid, this cut of mine will only sever your rope."

"Once the rope breaks, run forward! Never look back!"

The wronged man thus escaped, returned home to reunite with his wife and daughters, and enjoyed a period of peace.

Until one day, they unexpectedly encountered the executioner...

Chunli seemed to understand something and suddenly interrupted, "No need to say more, I understand."

"That person had actually died long ago... The so-called 'what you keep in mind will eventually come back to you' only survives by clinging to a single thought; once the truth is known, the obsession dissipates, and he immediately vanishes into thin air."

During their conversation, Bahamut led her into a huge cave filled with thick black blood.

In the center of the cave lay the corpse of a dragon, constantly oozing black blood. Although it was covered in rotting flesh and its bones were visible, the shape of an Eastern dragon could still be vaguely discerned.

The dragon's body was surrounded by almost solidified pollution, with an extremely high concentration, yet it did not leak out due to some mysterious power within the cave—it was a natural coffin filled with filth, sealing away the impurities that could not be exposed to the world.

Chunli felt a sudden, bone-chilling sense of familiarity wash over her from the surrounding scenery. Her head throbbed with pain, as if countless fragments of memories were colliding wildly inside her skull!

"Could it be...!"

Bahamut sighed softly, turned around, and looked at her with a calm and compassionate gaze:

"Yes, Chunli—you died back then..."

Countless fragments spun and pieced together in her mind, eventually converging into a clear image.

the truth--

The truth she had been searching for was now laid bare before her.

I remember now, I remember everything!

Years ago, she and her apprentice inexplicably came into this world. Lifen fell into a coma with a high fever after accidentally coming into contact with some mysterious power.

She was anxious and desperate, searching everywhere for medicine, and finally stepped into this border town of the Eastern Continent.

However, she soon discovered that the Nine Gates Admiral guarding the area intended to sacrifice the entire city's inhabitants.

Without the slightest hesitation, she resolutely took action to sabotage the operation.

And the ending was this cave, right next to this dragon corpse—she fought her way here, only to be instantly consumed by the extremely high concentration of pollution.

Until her very last moment, her thoughts were still with her disciple, who was still running a high fever in the inn...

"But...aren't I already dead? How could this be..."

Those involved are often blinded by their own perspective, and Bahamut continues to point out the truth:

Do you remember the person in the story who cried out for justice?

Chunli was slightly taken aback. "Obsession? You mean... my obsession with my disciple?"

“No,” Bahamut shook his head gently, “your obsession alone is far from enough to reverse life and death.”

"It was your intense resentment before your death that resonated with the remaining will of this 'immortal' dragon corpse."

"The unfinished blood sacrifice performed by the Nine Gates Admiral a few years ago wasn't entirely without effect. It unexpectedly awakened a wisp of remnant soul deep within the dragon's corpse, a most primal and intense—"

Bahamut paused slightly as he spoke.

"—The obsession with 'survival'."

“No…this doesn’t make sense,” Chun-Li’s eyes trembled, her voice trembling slightly with a barely perceptible sob. “If that’s really the case, why did Xiao-Li-Fen avoid me later?”

Bahamut took a step forward, his fingertips almost touching her arm, but then he stopped just inches away.

“Lifen had a persistent high fever because she was becoming the chosen one of ‘Pleasure’—and thus she awakened the ability to ‘see through illusions’ and saw through your obsession with the dragon corpse at a glance.”

Recalling what happened in a previous reincarnation, Bahamut sighed, "You are her only family, and she wants you to continue to 'exist' no matter what."

"So, after she found you, she personally sealed away your memories, because she understood—she had become the core of your obsession. Only by leaving, as far away from you as possible, could you continue to 'live' and continue searching for her, your missing disciple, driven by this lingering resentment..."

"She might be scared too. If one day your wish comes true and your obsession is over... will you just disappear quietly before her eyes like that legendary person?"

Chunli was already in tears, the tears rolling down her cheeks silently.

“My disciples…both of them…are both good disciples…”

Her voice was low and hoarse, filled with an irrepressible tenderness and pride, echoing softly in the dim light of the cave.

Just then, a low, gloomy chuckle echoed from the depths of the dragon's corpse—

"There's another piece of bad news she didn't tell you."

"Your obsession is over... Once you step out of the Abyss of Fallen Dragons, that will be the moment you completely vanish!"

It was the voice of the Nine Gates Admiral... but not entirely, because it seemed to contain a woman's voice.

Chun-Li suddenly realized—that wasn't him, but the lingering obsession of the 'immortal' dragon corpse!

He was using the newly revived life force to forcefully speak!

In an instant, the Nine Gates Admiral's body twisted and reformed in the filthy black blood, his bones cracking and his flesh writhing, as if forcibly supported by some ancient and filthy will.

But he is no longer "himself", but the embodiment of the evil thoughts and obsessions of the dragon corpse that seek survival by any means necessary!

"Hahahaha—well done, Bahamut, you finally lured her here."

His voice was like the scraping of rotten metal, yet it carried a twisted sense of admiration:

"Very good... The position of 'Immortal Demigod' is yours!"

Bahamut looked at Chun-Li, his eyes swirling with emotions, and guilt washed over him like a tidal wave.

Chun-Li met her gaze with a poignant smile, her tears still wet, her expression still gentle:

“It’s okay… Xiao Hei… I’m sorry, I still prefer to call you Xiao Hei. I’m already… extremely grateful that you let me know the truth.”

At this moment, the Nine Gates Admiral's body twisted and trembled once more, emitting a chilling laugh:

"Why be so pessimistic? Although you are about to dissipate, the obsession of the original being has long been entangled with you."

"You could say that you are me, and I am you."

The cold and majestic female voice gradually drowned out the original voice of the Nine Gates Admiral.

The "Immortal" Dragon Lord was actually a female dragon...

"As long as you stay here obediently and wait for the blood sacrifice formation to be completed, you will naturally be able to continue to 'live'."

“I know that you have taken on a new disciple.”

"Now that you have both a son and a daughter, wouldn't it be wonderful if you could go back and enjoy the happiness of family life?"

Chunli's beautiful phoenix eyes flashed with a cold light as she glanced sideways at the Dragon Lord's decaying body, which was constantly oozing black blood:

"What about the hundreds of thousands of people who were sacrificed in blood...?"

The Immortal Dragon Lord scoffed lightly, his laughter filled with sarcasm:

"Ha, my own life, or theirs—choose one."

She manipulated the decaying body to lean forward slightly, a dark light flickering in her murky dragon eyes, and her voice lowered:

"I, too, have had many children... As a mother, wouldn't you want to watch your children grow up happily day by day?"

Chun-Li seemed to have made up her mind. She slowly stood up and gave a disdainful smile:

"I'd rather die than have my descendants look down on me!"

She turned and strode towards the cave entrance, resolutely leaving!

"Stop her—my demigod." The Immortal Dragon Lord suppressed his surging rage and coldly ordered Bahamut.

At this moment, Bahamut's Sunset Bow trembled slightly as she gazed at Chun-Li's receding figure with a complex expression, her fingertips hovering uncertainly over the bowstring.

This is a divine-level sealing artifact that can restrain the fate of "immortality," and it has considerable destructive power against both the Immortal Dragon Lord and Chun-Li.

But just then!

"Who dares to displease my master?"

A clear, slightly languid young voice came from the cave entrance.

Everyone suddenly fell silent, only to see a figure casually leaning against the stone wall at the cave entrance.

Against the dim light, the boy's figure was well-proportioned, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes. His features were already beginning to show their handsomeness, but he still had a youthful innocence that had not yet fully developed, which combined to create a unique kind of lively and cuteness.

He was standing with his arms crossed, his signature cat-like mouth smirking, giving him a mischievous little devil expression.

Li Pu has arrived.

Despite his relaxed demeanor, his slightly disheveled black hair, the dust-stained hem of his clothes, and the faint stain on his cheek all silently testified to the hurried journey he had undertaken.

Looking at him like this, Chunli felt a pang of tenderness in her heart.

This child... must be exhausted from traveling all this way.

To see him one last time before he vanishes—

I saw her again, this little apprentice who always caused me worry, yet was more reliable than anyone else.

She suddenly felt that perhaps this ending was without regrets.

How wonderful it is that a foolish woman like me can have two such wonderful children.

very nice……

Suddenly, she remembered the filth and danger that permeated the cave.

"Little Pu! Don't come in again—it's dangerous here!"

But the boy opposite him walked in with a cheeky grin, like a little black cat deliberately trying to knock over the cups and saucers on the edge of the table.

Bahamut sighed softly from the side, reminding her in a low voice, "Sister Chunli, your little devil... is the chosen one of 'Flying Light,' he's not afraid of 'Immortal' corruption..."