Edited by Jules
After going through a huge battle, the end of the Wall of Sacrifice was a complete mess.
Black and red vine fragments were strewn all over the ground, as well as the chunks of mutated monsters that Sara had violently devastated.
The black pond water rippled with murky black waves.
There was no sense here that the light of justice would prevail over evil; on the contrary, it was even a little like some sinister being that was about to emerge, and the one acting as this sinister being was Luo.
Xiao Lan observed the movements in the pond, waiting for his boyfriend to appear.
Gradually, the ripples of the pond settled.
Black vines and black shadows sank into the water, and Sara’s voice no longer rang out. It seemed like everything had ended, and the water surface was as smooth as glass.
But Luo’s figure didn’t appear for a long time.
Xiao Lan frowned and tentatively called out, “Luo?”
After the battle, the end of the Wall of Sacrifice was dead silent. This call was extremely jarring.
His voice echoed around the area, rebounding off the wall and back into his ears.
But there was still no movement from the pond.
Xiao Lan couldn’t help approaching it, worried that there had been an accident.
Suddenly, blackness spurted out from the pond.
It was a blackness as if the essence of night itself had been extracted. The blackness completely covered Xiao Lan’s range of vision.
It was like he had been caught in a black cage tailor-made for him.
On the other side, somewhere Xiao Lan could not see.
In Mona Town, the surrounding mountain fire suddenly died out. A huge stretch of shadow appeared in the sky, almost blocking out the sunlight.
When the citizens saw this sudden change, several eyes were filled with fervour and excitement.
Some began worshipping on their knees on the spot, frenetically knocking their heads on the ground and then looking up at the sky. They didn’t seem to feel pain even when blood poured down their heads.
“A miracle! A miracle! It’s a miracle from Sara!!!” they cheered.
Others, on the other hand, began frowning at their mutated limbs; their previous fanaticism had oddly dwindled.
These people suddenly began wondering why they had to worship Sara.
A certain youth stared up at the sky, then at the worshipping people.
He whispered, “Tch, maybe Sara was just beaten up?”
He counted the money he had gathered lately.
It was probably the leather suitcase which he had sold not long ago that had given him the most profit, since that stack of money was the thickest.
This much money should be enough for him to live outside for a while, right?
It just so happened that the surrounding mountain fire had died out. The young man took the opportunity to pack his belongings, and he slipped out of town.
He walked through the forest for a while, but since he had never left before and didn’t know how to make out directions, he soon got lost.
Just as he was about to squat down and scratch his head, the figure of an elderly man appeared not far away.
The elderly man was carrying what looked to be a very heavy cross, and he was travelling through the forest with great difficulty.
The youth ran over and reached out to take the thing on the other’s back. “Oh, let me help you, old man. What’s this you’re carrying? It’s so heavy..”
The old man raised his head to reveal old Pastor John’s face. On his back was the cross Xiao Lan had gotten for him at the church.
John told the youth, “Thank you, child. This is a symbol of God.”
The youth’s hands trembled and he nearly tossed out the cross. “Sara?!”
John shook his head. “No, a truly forgiving and loving God.”
The youth was dumbfounded. “What?”
John said, “God loves all people, and the cross represents His love and redemption for humanity.”
The youth looked at John with slight admiration. “Wow, you seem pretty well-educated. Can you teach me?”
John smiled. “Alright. When you reach the outside world, you will see even broader horizons.”
The youth hopefully asked, “Then, do you know what comes after ten?”
“…” John suddenly felt that there was a long way to go in his teaching.
On the beach of a certain instance.
A player with braided hair and wearing beach shorts was enjoying his long-awaited holiday.
Ever since he failed his last mission, he received several punishments and was so busy his feet didn’t touch the ground. It was really hard for him to finally be able to relax again.
Braids lay on a chair, sunbathing leisurely.
A straw hat carelessly covered his face, and he stretched. “Holidays… are truly the greatest invention in the whole world.”
Suddenly, a compass-like object on the table beside him started shaking violently.
The clacking sound attracted his attention, and he couldn’t help lifting up the straw hat to take a look, only to see that the black shadow which had been lying quietly in the compass was roiling violently, as if it was about to escape its outer restraints.
“Is it broken?” Braids frowned, reaching out to pick up the compass.
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Just as he was about to touch the compass, there was already a thin crack in the cover.
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The black shadow thus escaped right before his eyes, flying into the sky in an unknown direction.
Looking at his empty palm, the man’s frown deepened.
He had a bad feeling that something was about to happen. He might have to bid farewell to his hard-earned holiday.
The man tossed aside the strawhat. “God… Why is it so hard to take a holiday?!”
Almost at the exact same time.
Black fragments hiding in the corners of every instance acted as if they had been summoned; regardless of where they had been hiding, they now unanimously rushed in a certain direction.
Countless black fragments shattered the barriers of the instances they were in, cleaving through the void and surging towards a certain direction.
At this moment, the space divide seemed nonexistent. The impassable game barriers were completely useless before these black shadows.
Just like thousands and thousands of crows returning to their nest, the fluttering black shadows continued to increase in number.
They clustered together and streaked through the air, dyeing the skies in countless instances a pitch black. They covered the sky and cut through the clouds before finally piercing through the crown of the sky towards an unseen distant area.
The players in the instances all witnessed this scene.
“What are those?”
“The collective migration of crow spirits?”
“The advent of the devil?”
“Isn’t that a little too chuuni?”
“Then what do you think that is? Someone’s burning coal beyond the pm2.5 standard?”
“That… Could it be that we activated some deadly hidden task? And we’re gonna die…”
“Fuck?”
“Fuck!”
“Fuck…”
Whether it was instances where fragments were hidden or instances that were affected by the movements of the fragments, at that moment, almost every instance fell into turmoil.
In a world of nothingness.
A white figure with facial features similar to Luo’s opened light gold eyes.
Clearly it was the same face, but he exuded a completely different temperament; it felt cold and indifferent.
He wasn’t wearing human clothes like Luo. Instead, he was wearing a gorgeous white robe which concealed every inch of skin aside from his face. Paired with his long white hair, he looked like a deity from far above.
Arrogant, detached, without a single emotion.
His unruffled gold eyes swept over the instances.
Countless game worlds floated in the void as glowing orbs, like a sea of stars.
Amongst the stars, a large mass of black shadows was coming together. It was a sheer multitude, too many for the eyes to take in.
Noticing the turmoil in the games, his face still showed no expression, like there was nothing in the world that was worthy of his attention.
The Master’s eyes lingered on the countless game worlds.
The Insurgent’s aura was everywhere, preventing him from finding the source for a while.
He quietly said, “Is it… you?”
Before Xiao Lan’s eyes was pure blackness which he had never seen before.
He had never thought about it before, but it turned out that black could be this pure shade of black. It made him feel like all the black colour he had ever seen before could only be considered gray.
There was no sound around him.
Xiao Lan could only hear his own clear breathing and heartbeat.
“Luo?” Xiao Lan couldn’t help but say.
Low laughter suddenly rang out in the blackness.
In the absence of other sounds, this voice was especially prominent, like a cello.
“I’m here.” The voice came from right in front of him, but Xiao Lan hadn’t noticed anything before.
Xiao Lan looked in front of him. “You’ve recovered?”
Luo said, “Almost fully.”
Xiao Lan: “Will the Master discover you?”
Luo: “Not for now. I did a little something to block him.”
Seeing that Luo had yet to appear, Xiao Lan asked, “What’s wrong with you? Why aren’t you coming out?”
Luo asked in return, “Does sir want to see me?”
Xiao Lan didn’t understand why he would ask that. “Of course…”
Luo’s voice was a little closer. “Then… As you wish.”
Before Xiao Lan’s eyes, like a black tide retreating, Luo’s face appeared in the blackness.
There obviously shouldn’t have been any light source in this black world, yet Xiao Lan could see everything clearly.
Luo’s eyes were no longer disguised, and his irises, which had returned to their light gold colour, were filled with Xiao Lan’s reflection.
He wasn’t wearing his usual black suit either. As if he was completely reborn, there wasn’t a single stitch of clothing on him.
The smooth lines of his compact body drew beautiful arcs in the wake of his movements.
Luo’s ink-black hair had become long and was left untied. Some stray strands slid over his shoulders, drawing the eye to follow their movements.
All of this gave him an abnormal beauty that appeared separate to the bounds of the human body.
Xiao Lan suddenly realised his breathing had picked up.
He forcibly dragged his thoughts back to important matters. “That… let’s… leave first ba.”
“No rush…” As he spoke, Luo reached out and grasped Xiao Lan’s shoulders.
Following his movements, the surrounding shadows condensed and built a gorgeous throne behind Xiao Lan.
The throne was thoroughly black and had elegant carvings, like art that has lay sleeping in the long river of history.
Luo’s hands exerted a bit of force so that Xiao Lan sat down on the throne.
A foreboding feeling arose in Xiao Lan’s heart. “You -“
“Shh.” Luo lay a finger on Xiao Lan’s lips. “This is an exclusive seat for sir.”
Luo then placed both hands on the throne’s armrests, trapping Xiao Lan in the tiny space between him and the throne.
Xiao Lan was in Luo’s black world to begin with.
This time, there was even less room for him to escape.
Luo lowered his head to look at Xiao Lan on the throne. “Sir, are you willing to become my only soul contractor?”
Xiao Lan was stupefied. “Soul contract?”
Although contract players had the word ‘contract’ in their title, this one seemed different.
Luo: “When a player’s strength exceeds a certain level, they are able to awaken and unlock a new life form.
“A contract backed up by our strength will speed up this process. Of course, if we add our strength, this will create a connection between us, which also requires a certain price to be paid.”
The Master’s price was most likely that all contract players were required to follow his commands.
Xiao Lan said, “Then… what’s your price?”
Luo moved towards Xiao Lan’s ear; they were very close together, with Luo practically pressed up against him. “Sir should be able to guess, no? A soul contract is naturally different.”
Xiao Lan felt the spot which Luo’s breath brushed over instantly turn hot.
“Honestly, sir, you yourself can awaken with your own strength; you just need a bit more time.” Luo switched the subject. “But we don’t really have much time…”
The Master had already once again started the plan to have the Advent World overlap with reality. Countless people were being dragged into hell, and they truly didn’t have much time.
The quickest method for Xiao Lan was to accept Xiao Lan’s contract and rapidly increase his strength.
Xiao Lan, who felt like he was being duped: “…”
A condition that didn’t allow any benefits to slip by Luo; Luo was truly a talented negotiator.
Could this be considered an abuse of power?
Luo continued coaxing him. “Sir previously said before that you wanted to hear me sing? How about I do it now…”
Xiao Lan realised things were taking a bad turn. He tried to run, but suddenly discovered he couldn’t escape.
Without waiting for him to speak, Luo was already singing in his ear.
It was a song without lyrics. The melody was ethereal and distant, but intoxicating, like the voice of a siren which seduced sailors lost at sea.
Xiao Lan’s consciousness couldn’t help drifting away along with the song.
At some unknown time, the singing stopped.
“Does it sound good?” Luo asked softly.
“Mn…” Xiao Lan felt that his legs were a little weak, and he couldn’t help but be glad that he was sitting down.
Could this be the true power of Sara’s Song?
Luo lifted Xiao Lan’s chin with slender fingers, making eye contact.
His light gold eyes glimmered with indescribable emotions. “Are you willing to accept me, sir?
“From now on, you can break free from the shackles of life, and enjoy both power and danger, but… you’ll lose the chance to free yourself from me forever.”
Xiao Lan felt like he was being hunted by the man before him.
He was entrapped by the other, with nowhere to retreat.
It sounded very dangerous, yet Xiao Lan’s heart abruptly sped up.
It was only now that he realised that he himself had an even deeper desire for Luo. They both longed to go further, to deeply saturate every inch of each other with themselves.
No longer able to separate.
Xiao Lan stretched his arms and proactively hugged Luo’s neck. “Of course.”
Their bodies drew even closer together. Amidst their body heat, they could distinctively sense each other’s desire.
In a world of black, there were only intermingling breaths.
Xiao Lan felt like he had fallen into the clouds, as pleasure ebbed and flowed.
During the process, it was like an inherent gap in his soul was being filled up, as if in the whole world, only this existence fit him completely; only when the two of them were together was life the most complete.
Players who were still in the game worlds suddenly saw the sky covered in black shadow change once more.
A glaring gold radiance blanketed the sky like sunlight, but was even more magnificent, and brimmed with vitality.
This golden light appeared for only a brief instance, interweaving with the shadow, before it disappeared.
However, it injected energy into players who had been bathed in its radiance.
In the face of impending despair, a player who was about to commit suicide suddenly backed away from the edge of the roof.
No, he couldn’t give up. It wasn’t completely hopeless yet.
A player about to fall in a siege of monsters suddenly gripped his weapon and counterattacked.
He felt full of energy, and was clearly able to withstand another wave.
This scene occurred in many game worlds.
After an unknown time passed.
Xiao Lan lay in Luo’s embrace, his head pillowed on his shoulder.
His spirit felt languid and satisfied. At the same time, there was an excessive growth of power within him.
It turned out a soul contract was like this. The sense of this overflowing power was hard to resist.
Suddenly, Xiao Lan felt like there was something else in his chest. Boundless energy surging inside him.
Xiao Lan gripped his chest. “This is…”
Luo’s voice came from above his head. “It’s your core; it’s growing right now.”
Not long after, Xiao Lan sensed a core had condensed where his heart originally was.
The core was very similar to Luo’s, but was still weak and immature.
This was a newborn core that belonged to Xiao Lan alone.
At that moment, he had broken free from the shackles of human life and had become a higher life form.
His ability was no longer something that had been given to him by the Advent World, but had completely fused with him, becoming Xiao Lan’s own skill.
With the restrictions on his ability broken, he would be able to use it with even more ease.
Xiao Lan’s hands curled into fists as he adjusted to his changed body. “Your source of power is darkness, while the Master’s is light. But I seem different from the both of you. It’s hard to describe.”
Luo held him. “He and I had a source of power to begin with, before awareness formed. You’re different. Humans are complicated creatures, and you took form first. Perhaps your power isn’t as pure as ours, or in other words, it’s one-dimensional.”
As he said that, Luo extended a hand and cut his fingertip.
Black blood instantly spilled out of the cut, but the liquid didn’t drip. Instead, it floated upwards, forming a ring.
Understanding what Luo wanted to do, Xiao Lan extended his hand as well, copying Luo’s movements and releasing his blood.
Their blood fused midair, then separated again, forming two rings.
Luo took the rings made of their blood and put one on Xiao Lan’s finger.
Xiao Lan also placed the other on Luo’s hand.
Luo smiled and kissed the top of Xiao Lan’s head. “This time, even if the universe ends, you’ll never be able to leave me.”
Xiao Lan lifted his head. “Who said I wanted to leave?”
The two looked at each other and couldn’t help laughing.
Suddenly, Luo’s eyes flicked towards a certain direction. “We should go, sir.”
Following his words, a blinding white light spread across the instance.
The white light was unlike the previous golden glow. It had no warmth, but was icy cold to the extreme, and utterly unyielding.
Despite the obstruction by the black shadow, the Master ultimately was still able to discover the source of everything.
At the same time, almost all contract players received a mission, and began hurrying towards the instance specified in the mission —
Sara’s Song.
The fragments previously used as an obstruction immediately converged, and Luo reabsorbed them.
He raised a hand and slashed out in the air, directly split apart the barrier of the Advent World and opening a door to the real world.
The moment the two stepped through the door, the glaring white light reached the end of the Wall of Sacrifice.
Luo looked at the white light and smiled. “I’m back.”
Instantly, his figure vanished.
The author has something to say:
Five thousand words of smut are rolling around in my mind, but after removing the parts that cannot be described, there’s less than 200 left.
Kicking over my wheel-less tricycle and breaking into tears with a wail.
Baobao Notes
Translation tip of the month day! 会 – could either mean will, or know (how to).
For example! A sentence with (you) (会) (go there)? might mean: ‘Will you go there?’ Or ‘Do you know how to get there?’.
Or (you) (会) (dance)? might mean: ‘Are you going to dance?’ or ‘Do you know how to dance?’
So if you find an odd sentence in mtl, this might help!
Why does a ring made out of their combined blood sounds so damn romantic…
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I caught up yesterday and there’s already such a dramatic change? At least they could have kissed to soothe my cliff hanger weary heart….
»The quickest method for Xiao Lan was to accept Xiao Lan’s contract..« Luo’s contract
They just got married after a bit of bed sport xDD
Thx for the ch ٩( >ヮ<)۶
Thank you for the chapter! 💐💐
I need the words of smut 🥵🥵🥵
…I don’t know what to say.
In that world of black, did they dual cultivate so that’s why Xiao Lan gained his newborn core? Oh man, I want the word of smuts
Earnestly waited for their exercise… still waiting… 🥲
If only the authors could write smut with getting into trouble 😭😭😭
4800 words of smut…robbed QAQ
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