391 It’s All a Trick (1/2)

Burn to death, drown to death, freeze to death.

Flatten into a pancake, twist into a braid, burn into dust.

Turn into a demon, cremate into cinders, dig out his own eyes and heart while laughing crazily, die from a broken neck, die naturally, die from a curse, die when poisonous algae grows on his body, die from heart failure, die from high blood pressure, die from music theory breakdown, die from psychosis…

Die, die, die.

For a moment, Ye Qingxuan experienced dozens of ways to die. The hallucinations flashed past his eyes but the pain crashed fully onto his body. They were not hallucinations; they were real. The only unreal thing was Ye Qingxuan.

For a moment, he could not separate real from illusion. The difference was blurred. Seeing dozens of himself die horrible deaths, Ye Qingxuan's mind went numb. How many times did Paganini want to kill him?

”How long are you going to be shocked for?” a furious voice rose in his mind. ”Do you know how much it takes for one 'illusion wipe'? Going into coherence without even asking, messing everything up and making me wipe your *ss, do you really think I'm a cheap relative?”

It was obviously Lola's voice. To be honest, Ye Qingxuan had felt hopeless when he realized how much of a scam his talent was. However, at the same time, he realized that although he was the only true Ye, there was still a 'distant relative!'

She was Ye Lanzhou's inheritor in Anglo, the moon spirit with the same music theory and path as him, the criminal mastermind of downtown, the professor of sinner cram schools—Lola!

The application goal of Heaven Ladder was the Deva blood of the Ye family. However, Deva's blood was just an inheritable product from combining music theory structure and blood. The Ye's were born with it, but that did not mean others could not achieve it.

Lola had been taught personally by Ye Lanzhou and had tailored lessons. Other than Moonlight, which was too destructive for dark tribes, she was able to absorb everything else. No music scores or theories were hidden from her. Ye Lanzhou had treated her better than his own son. Now, Lola had no other flaws except for her surname.

If this could not work, then Ye Qingxuan would have to surrender and give up his neck. Thankfully, the result was just as Ye Qingxuan had guessed. Lola had reacted quickly and instantly accepted the coherence, successfully saving everything. Ye Qingxuan had lost count how many times she had saved him.

”Aha,” Ye Qingxuan laughed shyly. ”You're so good to me. I'm almost in love with you!”

”I'm old enough to be your grandma! Kid, your taste is quite wild.” Lola was used to Ye Qingxuan's 'flirtatious' words. She scoffed. ”That's your talent?”

”Yeah, isn't it powerful?”

”What are you proud over? You're even better at making messes but I've never seen you feel bad! What are you facing this time?”

”Uh, how do I say it? This enemy's pretty significant. He has a high status and has been around for a while. I guess he's a senior. Lola, you should be prepared mentally. Don't get too excited.”

”Spit it out!”

”Ha, uh, it's Paganini.” After Ye Qingxuan replied, the line seemed to have cut off. Lola had no reaction and everything was still. So he added, ”Yeah, the one who fell two-hundred years ago and became a dark follower.”

”Ye Qingxuan!!” He could feel an eruption of fury from the other end of the Heaven Ladder. It was like an explosion. Lola screamed without any grace or ladylike manners, ”Do you want to die?! If you want to die, then go hang yourself with a rope! Why are you making more trouble? You know what you're doing? Get ten of me from my strongest time and I couldn't even defeat his finger? Are you f*cking crazy?

”You're cool, huh? You just keep making bigger messes! First the Parliament, then Avalon's Shadow, and now you just go and challenge dark followers! I haven't seen you in a bit, and you go and get yourself killed…”

Ye Qingxuan listened quietly until she finished cursing and spitting out her thousand-word rant. Then he asked, ”So are you going to help?”

Lola fell silent and Ye Qingxuan smiled. ”Thanks, Lola. I owe you.” Sensing the power sent by the other end, he opened his eyes. ”Now, give me a hand!”

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Twelve thoughts was one instant. Twenty instants was a moment. Minds could communicate back and forth countless times but it would only be one moment in reality. When Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes, he sensed his horrible situation.

Countless strands of abyss music theory had invaded him, turning his body into a demon's lair. Bugs scurried through his organs, gnawing away at him to replace him with wax so he would turn into a humanoid beehive.