Mini World Game Console-Chapter 783 - 784: Come Home with Me

"Hmm?" Qiao Muyi rubbed her eyes, wriggled her tiny feet on the bed a few times, and made a sound indicating she did not want to get up.

The Gatekeeper's final trial of truth with the group of Emotions deeply affected the people of Lianjiang City District. The rippling Spiritual Energy affected even the Heavenly Lotus Academy in the suburbs, and almost every Transcendent in the city was woken up by these storm-like fluctuations of Spiritual Energy.

Today, Qiao Muyi's emotions had fluctuated greatly. After cultivating for a few hours upon returning home, she felt tired, went to bed early, and was just woken up shortly after falling asleep.

But since today was Yu Kuangtu's shift, Qiao Muyi turned over, hugged her large Pikachu pillow, and decided to go back to sleep.

However, she quickly opened her eyes and briskly got out of bed to change clothes. She didn't like to wear clothes while sleeping, so she could change quickly.

She felt a very familiar wave of Spiritual Energy.

"MEOW." Little Bai, the chubby orange cat from the cat bed, ran out to see its owner off.

When Qiao Muyi went to her balcony, which was like a succulent garden, she saw the distant night sky suddenly darken, the moon disappearing, making the night sky dense and deep.

Seconds later, a waning moon burst forth, lighting up Lianjiang like daylight!

Qiao Muyi leaped from the balcony, transforming into a luminous Star Scar and dashed across buildings with the speed of spring wind!

"Ghostly Stroll V2.10D"!

"Void Speed Star Trace V1.21B"!

Safe from cars up in the air, Qiao Muyi ran while pulling out her phone to ask the Tactical Bureau what was happening, but she understood as soon as she saw the notification on her phone— "The UP you follow, 'Ren Naiser,' is livestreaming."

"Door of Truth" fifth trial livestream? Is it showing the Gatekeeper battling powerful beings? Following the pattern of enemies growing stronger with each trial, like Angel Zack and Taoist You Jian, I and most others believed that the Gatekeeper's next challenger would certainly be a more powerful being. It so happened, I knew of such an existence; whether from Cha Xian'er or Yu Kuangtu, both hinted that within the Great Wall of Mysterious Country, there was a combat power surpassing the likes of Taoist You Jian, most likely the next challenger for the Gatekeeper. Though I don't know the name, since even I could guess, surely the people of the Great Wall could too, likely setting a trap in the Sky Capital area awaiting the Gatekeeper to step into it willingly.

Yet the Gatekeeper came to Lianjiang?

And is battling someone in the sky?

Does Lianjiang have a Cultivator more powerful than Taoist You Jian and others?

And that person isn't me?

Qiao Muyi tried to approach the battlefield but realized their fighting zone was too high, at least a kilometer above sea level. Even from the top of Lianjiang Tower, she couldn't reach it, so she found an ideal viewing spot and took out her phone to watch the livestream.

From below, all she could see was the occasional burst of Radiance and intense Spiritual Energy fluctuations, or bits of fire and ice. Watching the livestream is better than this; Ren Naiser's livestream perspective is like shoving the camera right into their faces.

When Qiao Muyi entered the livestream, her eyes were immediately drawn to one figure—

The man enshrouded in black fog, carrying a heavy Black Coffin.

At that moment, the Tactical Bureau messaged, "Gatekeeper and four special combatants appeared above Lianjiang City Center. According to the livestream records, the four are named Voidwalker, Mister Darkmoon, Dread Chronomancer, and Black Coffin Demon King, respectively wearing masks of happiness, anger, joy, and sorrow. Their origins are unclear, their accents are standard Mandarin, and their skin tone is close to Asian, possibly members of a new Supernatural Force."

Black Coffin Demon King.

Qiao Muyi looked up at the night sky.

Continuous black ice burst across the sky, boiling black flames like tiny fireworks.

The aura of resentment that caused Spiritual Energy to rampage was all too familiar to Qiao Muyi, even creating a strange sense of familiarity.

Was it him?

Qiao Muyi lowered her head to continue watching the livestream, seeing Mister Darkmoon, transformed into moonlight, completely overpowered by the Gatekeeper and dissipated.

She saw the Voidwalker, engulfed in blue Spiritual Energy, flickering in the night sky, moving freely through the void.

She saw the Dread Chronomancer, unfazed by the Gatekeeper's Flame Storm, seemingly detached from this space and time.

A realization suddenly dawned on Qiao Muyi.

She faintly guessed something.

Unlike everyone else, Qiao Muyi might be the only person in the world who knew the identity of the Black Coffin Demon King—she was certain that Xiao Suo, that adversary of hers, didn't know either.

Others might think that the Black Coffin Demon King is some new Transcendent force, possibly a chaotic and evil Supernatural Organization. That's why he suddenly started pursuing Angel Zack, chasing him over three thousand miles, leaving their battle marks at Sensoji Temple and the Clear Sky Tower, which still isn't fully repaired.

Of course, Qiao Muyi knew why the Black Coffin Demon King targeted Angel Zack.

Because Angel Zack deserved it.

Actually, Qiao Muyi was somewhat dissatisfied with this, as in "Xiao Suo's Secret Diary", the Black Coffin Demon King was represented as beating everyone up on her behalf—Gun Supreme, Taoist, Thunder Bear, Shadow—not sparing a single one, making them all kneel, which was quite satisfying for her to see.

A petty person seeks revenge from dawn till dusk.

Serves you right for bullying me and my little cutie, hmph.

But reality only left traces of Angel Zack. Was it due to his angelic abilities, because he was the last victim, or was he simply unlucky...?

In the end, Qiao Muyi let it go. After all, she had been brought back to life and could be with Xiao Suo again; nothing was more important than this.

And besides, there was still plenty of time.

Qiao Muyi had already noted down the names of those who had bullied her and Xiao Suo.

Qiao Muyi holds a grudge.

You lot better hope you die of old age quickly. Otherwise, when I reign supreme and my pressure awes all beings, I'll go down the list and take revenge on every single one of you.

Sakura Kyoko, You Jiu, Angel Zack, Thunder Bear Ursa... when I'm strong enough to do whatever I want, I'll smash all your dog heads!

A gentleman can wait ten years to avenge a wrong.

Pretend nothing happened? Bullshit!

They knew nothing, so they shouldn't be retaliated against? Bullshit!

Am I supposed to just endure the suffering I've been through? Are Xiao Suo's lost memories just... gone?

'Patience yields peace'? Let *them* be patient! 'Step back to see a broader sky'? Let *them* step back!

I've already figured it out. If worst comes to worst, I'll just throw a burlap sack over their heads and beat them unconscious with a club. Who would know it was me?

And now with Dong Chengling's teleportation escape service, the revenge plan is even more perfect.

As long as I can vent my anger, that's enough. I can't be bothered to think about benevolence or morality. I just want all those who bullied me to face utter desolation, to be forsaken and alone, their bones washed by rain, their blood dyeing the grass, with ghosts guarding their corpses under a cold moon over yellow sands.

But...

Qiao Muyi, looking at the Black Coffin Demon King on the livestream—a figure shrouded in black mist, like a battle-crazed demon—felt an endless confusion rising in her heart.

Is this the power of those Supernatural Forces from the Fairy Palace? Did they use Xiao Suo as a template for some kind of replication event?

And...

Since I know the Black Coffin Demon King is part of Xiao Suo's past, it's not hard to guess the others.

The Voidwalker's abilities stem from Dong Chengling.

The Dread Chronomancer's abilities come from his sister.

Mister Darkmoon's abilities... could they be from Gu Yueyan, or maybe Luna? Or perhaps both?

Although there are slight differences in their builds—Mister Darkmoon is the tallest and most standard, the Dread Chronomancer is slightly chubbier, the Voidwalker is the most robust—the Black Coffin Demon King's physique is identical to Xiao Suo's current one.

But if I look closely, I can see Xiao Suo's shadow in each of them.

So, what's going on?

Are these trial subjects actually replicated versions of Xiao Suo from different timelines?

Is the Voidwalker the Truth Seeker Ren Suo, the one who lived a harmonious life with that little vixen Dong Chengling?

Is Mister Darkmoon the Ren Suo who was 'trained' by that young lady Gu Yueyan into a people's teacher?

Is the Dread Chronomancer the pretty-boy Ren Suo, kept by the rich lady Ren Xingmei?

And the Black Coffin Demon King... is he...

Thinking of this, Qiao Muyi suddenly felt like crying. A wave of grievance flooded her heart, and she wished she could beat up You Jiu and Zack right then and there to vent her frustration.

Why is it that in *my* timeline, Ren Suo is the most miserable?

Why does the Black Coffin Demon King wear the Sorrowful Face mask?

Why is marrying that little vixen Dong Chengling 'Happiness,' being kept by his sister 'Joy,' and even being supervised by that busybody Gu Yueyan merely 'Anger'—yet only with *me*, Ren Suo becomes 'Sorrow'?

Is even Truth itself confirming that my love is a sorrowful destiny?

At that moment, Qiao Muyi saw the Dread Chronomancer being torn apart by the Gatekeeper in the livestream and inexplicably felt a bit comforted.

Qiao Muyi raised her head. Her eyesight was excellent, but she couldn't possibly see the Black Coffin Demon King merged into the darkness in the night sky.

But that aura of Resentment, originating from the same source, seemed to draw them as close as if they were within arm's reach.

That figure she had only seen in diaries, appeared so distinctly, once again before her eyes.

Hey, Xiao Suo, do you know? He's not faithful anymore. Besides me, he's fallen in love with others, one after another.

Hey, Xiao Suo, do you know? He's forgotten everything. I can only follow your old playbook to pursue him all over again.

Hey, Xiao Suo, do you know? He doesn't love me anymore. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

It's just that he, like you, can't even manage to lie to me.

A complex emotion flickered in Qiao Muyi's eyes as an absurd idea quietly rose in her heart.

What if... what if you, Black Coffin Demon King...

Suddenly, a surge of Spiritual Energy fluctuation emerged from behind, then Qiao Muyi was embraced from behind by someone around her slim waist.

Qiao Muyi tensed up for a moment, then quickly relaxed, leaning into the arms of the person behind her, resting her head on his shoulder, gazing up at the night sky and at him.

"Xiao Suo, who hit you?" Qiao Muyi glanced at the clear handprint on his face.

Ren Suo blinked, showing an awkward smile.

Actually, it didn't hurt him. Firstly, Dong Chengling had no interest in inflicting physical punishment on him. Secondly, the handprint wasn't caused by an actual hit but because Dong Chengling had 'enchanted' Spiritual Energy onto Ren Suo's face, resulting in a mark similar to a handprint.

Dong Chengling knew well that even if she beat Ren Suo halfway to death, as Lianjiang's premier Healing Cultivator, Ren Suo could heal himself in a matter of minutes. Instead, using the 'enchantment' of Spiritual Energy could last a long time and would take considerable effort for Ren Suo to dispel.

Ren Suo was utterly detestable, so Dong Chengling decided to irritate Qiao Muyi a little more.

"A few days ago, I disguised myself as a female student to seduce Zhao Huo, but he saw through me. I planned to just get slapped by him then act as if nothing had happened. Little did I know, he would actually use a spell to slap me," Ren Suo blurted out a lie that was one part truth and nine parts fabrication.

Ren Suo couldn't fool Qiao Muyi with big matters, but he might have gotten away with smaller ones.

Zhao Huo + Ren Suo = Boundless silliness.

Qiao Muyi believed him halfway immediately but didn't say anything, just humphed.

Noticing Qiao Muyi gazing at the night sky, Ren Suo also looked up.

But from a kilometer up in the air, even with his "Insight into the Mortal World," Ren Suo couldn't make out anything. He looked down at Qiao Muyi's phone where the livestream was on and curiously asked, "Why don't you watch the livestream? Looking up doesn't show anything, right?"

Qiao Muyi was noncommittal, countering with, "What's your relationship with the Gatekeeper?"

"...He was visiting my home during those days I was in seclusion," Ren Suo said.

I knew that was a lie as soon as I heard it. However, since Ren Suo doesn't want to talk about it, and considering he's the Earth liaison for those Supernatural Organizations, there are many things he needs to keep secret.

I don't really care about the Gatekeeper anyway.

"Those four currently fighting with the Gatekeeper, you should know something about them, right?"

Ren Suo nodded. "They are the 'Emotions' quartet, summoned by the Door of Truth to serve as trial opponents for the Gatekeeper."

"Where do they come from?" Qiao Muyi asked. "If the Gatekeeper kills them, do they actually die?"

Ren Suo shook his head repeatedly. "Of course they don't die. They're probably projections of some powerful beings. No corpses are left when the Gatekeeper defeats them; they just vanish into nothingness. That proves it."

"As for where they come from... I don't know."

Qiao Muyi acknowledged with an "Oh," then continued, "What do you think about their personalities?"

Ren Suo thought about it, his hand that was around Qiao Muyi's waist ventured a little, clasping her smooth hand tightly, before continuing, "The Voidwalker is quite cheerful; seems to have a happy life generally."

"Mister Darkmoon is very strict with himself but is actually kind of repressed inside. He probably enjoys a strictly disciplined and elegant life, albeit painfully."

"The Dread Chronomancer has the easiest time; probably lives a life where everything is done for him. Though my tone might sound envious, actually... it's nothing."

"As for the Black Coffin Demon King... I don't know much about him."

Qiao Muyi was not satisfied. "Xiao Suo, tell me more about the Black Coffin Demon King."

Ren Suo asked, "Are you curious about him?"

"Yes," Qiao Muyi blinked, asking, "Jealous?"

Ren Suo paused, thought seriously, then said, "Not until you mentioned it, but now, a little."

"Then you can finally understand a bit of how I feel when I see you with other women," Qiao Muyi's lips curled up, her fox-like eyes revealing a dangerous smile.

Ren Suo gave a sheepish smile and quickly changed the subject. "About the Black Coffin Demon King... compared to the other three, he has the most joys, angers, sorrows, and pleasures."

"The most?"

"Yes," Ren Suo nodded. "He harbors so many emotions inside; his past must have been full of scars."

Qiao Muyi sighed faintly, gazing blankly at the sparkling radiance in the night sky.

"But he must have also lived a happy life."

Qiao Muyi was slightly taken aback. "Why?"

"Emmmm..." Ren Suo thought for a moment, then said, "Actually, the Emotions quartet doesn't really want to fight the Gatekeeper; they're just being controlled by the masks from the Door of Truth."

"The Black Coffin Demon King, usually, he's more like a stern, silent father. While very strict, deep down, he's genuinely just trying to do good for others. No resentment, no anger, just a harsh way of expressing it."

I was also secretly relieved at this point, thankful that I was in a state of Absolute Rationality back then, fearing no pain no matter how severe. If I had to take that re-test now with my sense of pain at 100%, Teacher Black Coffin Demon King would surely expel me from the exam room right at the start.

"So he must also be very happy normally, for his heart to be so kind," Ren Suo said. "Maybe he already has children, and he's just used to being the strict parent?"

Qiao Muyi no longer stared at the night sky but gazed blankly at him. "Has children?"

Qiao Muyi looking like this was super cute, and Ren Suo couldn't help pecking her on the cheek, then chuckling, "Let's get it straight though, if we ever have kids, you'd definitely be the strict mom, and I'd be the gentle dad."

Qiao Muyi immediately refused. "No, I want to be the mom the kids love the most."

"Ugh... I want that too."

"You want to be the mom too?"

"I don't mind being either a gentle dad or mom," Ren Suo said seriously. "But, kids...?"

"According to national policy, at least two," Qiao Muyi said gently. "I really like children and would love... to be the best mother."

Ren Suo knew about Qiao Muyi's tumultuous childhood and nodded silently, saying, "We will be. We'll be happy."

"Just us?" Qiao Muyi suddenly scoffed coldly. "Before you came, you'd already sought out Cheng Ling, Yueyan, and your sister, hadn't you?"

"Yes." Ren Suo did not hesitate and gave an affirmative answer.

"I'm the fourth one, huh? You really do think highly of me..." Qiao Muyi said sourly.

"Young Master Mu." Ren Suo turned Qiao Muyi around to face him, looked her in the eye, and said, "I don't know how to put this, because I know I'm wrong."

"I feel like I'm the devil dragging you all into the Abyss. After death, I'll probably be strung up by Angel Zack for judgment."

"But," Ren Suo pointed to his chest, "there's a place in my heart that belongs only to you, truly one of a kind. No one can take it away; it's forever in your hands, for you to do with as you wish."

"I can't repay your devotion with exclusivity, nor can I promise you a lifetime. I can only be sure of one thing," Ren Suo said seriously, "no matter what I become, no matter what you become, I will always love you just as much."

"If I ever stop liking you, then I must be my own enemy."

Cheesy.

Shameless.

What a strange analogy.

But I can tell it's heartfelt, not a lie, just by hearing it.

Qiao Muyi instinctively looked at the night sky, then back at him.

Do I love him, or do I love everything he's done for me?

"Then let's go," Qiao Muyi said with a soft laugh.

Ren Suo blinked, a look of confusion on his face.

Qiao Muyi glanced down at the livestream where the Gatekeeper was just clashing with the Black Coffin Demon King, punching through the Demon King's body.

"Since you want to go to the Abyss, let this devil take you, the accomplice, down with her," Qiao Muyi breathed deeply. "If Angel Zack wants to interfere, we'll fight him from the Abyss all the way to Heaven."

She glanced at Ren Suo with seductive eyes and smiled. "With me, the so-called Bottomless Abyss is just a journey of endless possibilities."

By now, the Gatekeeper had defeated all challengers and opened the Door of Truth, entering it.

The livestream ended.

At the same time, Qiao Muyi's phone rang. She looked at Ren Suo, hit speaker, and Yu Kuangtu's voice blasted out, "I'm taking a helicopter to the battle scene at the Door of Truth to check things out! Get back on duty immediately!"

Ren Suo glanced at Qiao Muyi, caught on quickly, picked up the phone and said, "Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off. Sorry, the number you dialed is powered off."

...

In the Tactical Bureau, Yu Kuangtu was stunned for a moment. "What, the Female Demon powers off her phone while sleeping? Doesn't she have any professional ethics?"

But Qiao Muyi is a woman, and the voice on that notification was male... so it really is off.

...

Ren Suo hung up and handed the phone back to Qiao Muyi. They shared a smile, both filled with a surge of negative emotions, like two accomplices splitting their loot, a criminal bond tightly connecting them.

Qiao Muyi asked, "Xiao Suo, did you come all this way just to tell me you want to drag us girls to Hell with you?"

Ren Suo said embarrassedly, "I've been a bit off lately because of hosting the Gatekeeper. Now that I'm back to normal, I rushed to tell you all I haven't changed my heart..."

"Your heart already has five colors. If it changes again, are you aiming for a rainbow?" Qiao Muyi snorted, then suddenly asked, "By the way, do you have any healing props?"

This topic jumped too suddenly. Ren Suo paused before responding, "Us Healing Cultivators don't need any healing props; our hands are enough."

"What if there's a seriously injured person who needs your treatment, but you also need to move while treating?" Qiao Muyi asked.

"Right now, I don't have any seriously injured people, just a jar of ashes," Ren Suo offered a prudent solution.

"What if the seriously injured person is me?" Qiao Muyi asked.

Ren Suo replied, "...Can't you ask some 'if your mom and I fell into the river, who would you save' type of questions?"

Qiao Muyi finally made her suggestion, "What do you think about using a coffin as a healing prop?"

"A coffin?" Ren Suo was dumbfounded.

"Yes, a coffin. You can put people inside and walk while activating Healing Magic, leveraging the coffin to provide all-around treatment to maintain life," Qiao Muyi said earnestly.

"Well... it's not that it's impossible..." Ren Suo thought it over, and the idea had some appeal. "But how would I carry a coffin around?"

"You carry it on your back!" Qiao Muyi said matter-of-factly. "Then you can be the White Coffin Angel, symbolizing salvation as you walk around!"

White Coffin... Angel?

"Emmm..." Ren Suo scratched his head. "I'll think about it when I get back."

"Go back? What time is it now? Do you even have a chance of getting a ride back?" Qiao Muyi glanced at him. "Do you have your ID card?"

"No," Ren Suo admitted honestly. He had rushed out in such a hurry this time that he didn't even bring his wallet, much less his ID card.

Qiao Muyi tilted her head and took his hand. "Then come home with me."

"Go home with you?" Ren Suo blinked, and his heart suddenly began to race.

"Of course, go home with me. You think I'd just watch you go back and let Cheng Ling slap you again?"

So she knew after all!

And it even exposed my act of disguising myself as a schoolgirl to lure Zhao Huo!

What a loss!

Qiao Muyi glanced at Ren Suo, who looked simultaneously shocked, pleased, and embarrassed, her lips curling into a shy smile.

I really don't want to be fourth in everything.