Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 804 - 51: I Feel Like My Back is Full of Flags

Li Mumu’s friends all have their own life plans.

Xia Yubing’s life credo is all about diving into fierce competition. Other than certain old matters related to the Former Dynasty that pique her interest, there seems to be nothing else that captures her attention.

Using incense offerings as meals, treating cultivation as sleep, sprinting full speed down the path of self-imposed pressure, leaving everyone else far behind.

Shen Qingxi is single-mindedly focused on building her career. Whether it’s the past Shen Family or the current Longevity Sect, she has only one thought: growing bigger and stronger. It must be said that her talent and ability are actually rather terrifying.

Although she occasionally acts a bit dim-witted.

But when she’s not being erratic, her ideas are truly broad, and she’s bold enough to imagine and act.

Li Mumu accompanied her on two outings and came away with just one feeling: heart-stopping terror.

The Imperial Jade Seal was snatched back, and along the way, they picked up an Emperor.

Wendy’s personal tastes are beyond judgment. She refuses to do anything a normal person could do, but anything even remotely related to the Netherworld excites her. No wonder she caught the attention of the Evil God and became a follower. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Now let’s talk about me.

Li Mumu actually doesn’t have particularly long-term life goals.

No enemies, no motivation for progress.

If not for successfully advancing as a Moon Demon and catching glimpses of fragmented visions of the future, she might have already forgotten where she came from.

Personal will must submit to collective will.

So, as a cog in some big plan, keeping my presence intact is enough—don’t need to do anything, just lie flat and give up.

Is that really true?

Li Mumu faintly sensed that her tasks wouldn’t be so simple.

After advancing as a Moon Demon, she gained three entirely new abilities.

First is "Knowing Fate."

Moon Demons, unlike the mountain spirits and wild monsters cultivated by ordinary beasts, are closer to the original Demon Clan—the Primordial Exotic Beasts recorded in the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

From the moment they are born, they are endowed by heaven and earth with a certain divine ability. In some sense, they are embodiments of nature’s laws.

There is a beast that resembles a raccoon but has long fur, named Lei, inherently possessing male and female qualities, unenvied by others for food.

There is a bird shaped like a dove, its call like a melody, named Guanguan; wearing its feathers prevents confusion...

The divine ability of "Chu Jiang" is knowing cause and effect, avoiding the forces of yin and yang, and understanding the past and future.

Something like a mix of Bai Ze and Diting.

Of course, this is also the fruit of Li Mumu’s own cultivation.

The so-called Knowing Fate means correctly wielding one’s divine abilities and aligning with the will of Heavenly Dao’s laws, so everything is done with half the effort but double the results.

Just like if the system assigns you as an NPC to release tasks, focus on discussing your tasks properly. Don’t start playing cards because someone invites you; meanwhile, someone’s kid is about to die and you don’t even help—ruining the entire atmosphere of the story.

The second ability is called "Drawing Celestial Brew."

Celestial Brew, also known as Emperor’s Liquid, is described by ancient scholars as: under the moonlight of a Gengshen night, celestial brew appears, shaped like countless olives, woven with myriad golden threads, hanging down to the Mortal World. Plants and grass imbibe its essence and transform into monsters.

Speaking plainly, it’s liquefied nature’s spiritual energy, appearing only once every sixty years. For monsters, just a sip equals a thousand years of accumulated sun and moon essence.

The key point of this ability lies in "drawing," not "drinking."

Wherever Moon Demons go, nature’s spiritual energy converges.

Since Chu Jiang was born just days ago, the entire West Spring Mountain has undergone immediate and visible transformation—it’s starting to look less like the Netherworld and more like the Real World.

The third ability is called "Forging the Yellow Court."

"Yellow" represents the color of earth, centered in position. "Court" refers to the open space before steps. Named "Yellow Court," it implies an empty center.

In simpler terms, it’s the Dantian. Forging the Yellow Court means Core Formation, forming a Demon Core.

Monsters cultivating Demon Cores—well, that’s normal.

But when you combine these three abilities, something starts to feel a bit off.

Isn’t this just the perfect setup for being a mount, growing rare resources, and exploding as loot?!

Even I feel like stabbing myself.

The designer of the Demon Dharma Gate textbook for the Righteous Path must have been some elder of the Beast King Sect. Even a pig farm wouldn’t arrange things this thoroughly!

Li Mumu has been secluded for the past couple of days, researching her new abilities, and the more she studies, the more exhausted she feels.

It’s over—her transformation is hardly as a Moon Demon; clearly, she’s a dungeon boss, with West Spring Mountain serving as the set map, waiting for five-man squads to assemble and raid her...

So now she can actually understand Xia Yu’s attitude.

"My Imperial Court is gone. Now I’m just a mascot. Whatever pose you want me to strike, just let me know."

He’s just an ordinary human in a world filled with mythical beings. Even if he wants to do something, he lacks the strength.

Since the Xia Mansion is beyond recovery, if he can personally organize Sun Family Town a little to prove he’s not completely worthless—and kill some time—that’s enough.

Living one more day is a gift; let it be.

"Are you saying the Special Service Bureau sent people here to move a batch of refugees to West Spring Mountain?"

"That’s what they said. If you feel it’s inappropriate, I can go refuse them."

"Who came this time?"

"The leader’s name is Wang Yunxiao."

Who?

Li Mumu jolted, the fur on all three tails puffing straight up.

Alright, Commander Wang, still claiming you’re not from the Special Service Bureau, such stubborn denial...

Wait.

Li Mumu calmed down and asked, "Did they introduce themselves as Special Service Bureau?"

"No, but they’re wearing Special Service Bureau uniforms."

Li Yu shook his head and said, "I’m just guessing, so it’s not certain. Why don’t you have a look yourself?"

"Alright, bring that Captain Wang to me."

Li Yu nodded, turned to leave, but stopped to ask, "Can I still keep doing this job?"

"Of course you can. This isn’t a prison; you’re free to do whatever you want."

Li Mumu thought for a moment and added, "For your sister’s sake, I’ll take care of you."

Li Yu, normally indifferent, showed a conflicted expression upon hearing this.

"Actually, I should be Zhaoning’s elder brother."

"... That’s what’s bothering you?"

"Not really, just mentioning it."

It was obvious, though outwardly unbothered, he was still inwardly wrestling with this fact.

Men tend to fixate on trivial matters like this.

Being manipulated, undermined, insulted, humiliated by outsiders—he could endure all of that.

But falling so far as to be despised even by dogs, picked up and casually fostered like some distant, barely related kin by a cousin he couldn’t even recall—that was harder to stomach.

Sister is unacceptable; a younger one might be easier to accept.

What madness!

Seeing his pitiful demeanor, Li Mumu couldn’t bring herself to puncture the little shred of remaining dignity he clung to.

Xia Yubing wouldn’t care about details like this—after all, she was already dead. Why should a dead person bother with titles or status?