My Core is the Boss-Chapter 129.1: Engraving Origin Divine Technique

A look of surprise flashed across the Supreme One's eyes. She couldn't comprehend the scenes within the ancient mirror. Even now, she still didn't understand how the Blood Master had managed to walk out of the Myriad Evil Gate. Had it been her, she'd have become the Great Demon.

At the same time, Ning Tao felt a sudden, inexplicable pain in her heart. She couldn't help but recall that day when she saw his blood-colored robe. Was it a coincidence?

The scene shifted again. On Nine Plate Mountain, a flamboyant little bird fluttered its wings and landed beside a drop of blood. The little bird's eyes were filled with curiosity. Thus, the story began to unfold.

"I'm a golden canary, pretty right? I am the number-one beauty of Nine Plate Mountain!"

"You round little thing, I'll call you... Blood Drop."

"You left without saying goodbye. I definitely won't look for you, and I definitely won't miss you!"

"Blood Drop, it's raining..."

If the earlier scenes were akin to a tragic song in winter's snow, then these scenes were akin to a fine spring drizzle—fresh, with a hint of melancholy. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

"Blood Drop, you're back!"

"Blood Drop, you're amazing! Hurry, tell everyone among the Eighteen Mountains, that Canary is the number-one beauty!"

"He's not a Great Demon. He won't die!"

"Just this once, I will reluctantly believe you!"

"How do I enter the Myriad Demon Gate?"

The young girl left the Myriad Demon Gate. On her proud, often vain face, a demon, 妖character had been carved.

"I'm so stupid. I can't even do my makeup right... I'm so... ugly!"

"Am I very ugly? Why won't you come see me?"

The scene stopped abruptly.

Ning Tao pressed her left cheek. It hurt intensely. Endless memories flooded her mind like a tidal wave—first a thousand lifetimes, then ten thousand more.

There were the whispers of Blood Drop beside her ear, and also the ruthless slash of that blood-colored robe. She remembered. She was the number-one beauty of Nine Plate Mountain, the canary. Blood Drop was her most cherished childhood companion. Lifetime after lifetime, reincarnations within the illusion.

Inside the Myriad Demon Gate, she had watched Blood Drop sink into the illusion, and kept trying to awaken him.

Ning Tao covered her face, her heart trembling uncontrollably. "Blood Drop...”

She recalled the tenderness in the eyes of the blood-robed figure outside City of No Return that day.

"Do you know the canary? She's proud, vain, a little showy... I've been looking for her."

The Supreme One smiled at Ning Tao. "Demonness, you've remembered all your memories now, haven't you? Do you hate the Great Demon?"

She seemed to care greatly about this question.

Ning Tao lifted her face and glared at her coldly. "He is not a Great Demon!"

Because Blood Drop had said so. She believed him. Even though she witnessed herself being slaughtered by him over and over, she still believed he wasn’t the Great Demon.

Even if the world hailed him as the Great Demon, the canary knew that he was her one and only her childhood companion.

"Haha, another self-deceiving fool." Shang Yanran laughed, then turned to Bai Ze. "You and I were married once. They are my junior disciples. I'm willing to spare their lives. However, I must take away the Demonness, or kill her!"

A terrifying aura spread from Shang Yanran, enough to make even a Great Supreme tremble. The seven experts behind her stepped forward, pressing down toward Bai Ze.

"This time, no one can save you, Demonness," Shang Yanran said coldly. "Only by eliminating the Demonness and the Great Demon can this world truly be at peace. Bai Ze, are you trying to block me? Can you even stop me? Are you going to forsake others for your personal gain?"

Shang Yanran’s aura grew even more terrifying. She absolutely had to take the Demonness away. Before, she had believed the Blood Master was dead. As such, she had left the Thirteen Northern Demons be, letting them be reared as her pawns. However, her avatar sensed a trace of the Blood Master's aura in the mortal zone recently. Therefore, the canary had to be in her hands. In this world, Bai Ze was whom she desired most and now, the Blood Master had been added to that list.

Bai Ze stared hesitantly at Shang Yanran. "She is not the Demonness. That was two cycles ago. If you want to take her, you need to get past me first!"

Shang Yanran's face twisted ferociously. "No one can stop me!”

No matter who came, she would take the canary away!

Bai Ze seemed desolate. Shang Yanran was right. He simply couldn’t stop her. Even if his master appeared, he probably couldn’t stop Shang Yanran either.

It was a checkmate.

***

In the underground palace, Qi Yuan closed his eyes, comprehending the Origin Divine Technique.

Ten years passed.

His understanding deepened, but he still could not truly engrave it. The Great Forgetfulness Sutra couldn’t reach the Subtle stage either.

Forget... What exactly have I forgotten? He pondered bitterly, but found nothing.

Suddenly, broken, intermittent voices echoed in his ears. "Blood Drop...Blood Drop..."

It sounded utterly miserable and helpless. Qi Yuan's heart trembled. It was as if he saw Canary, stubborn yet helpless, gazing at him through her tears.

Countless scenes poured into his mind like a landslide.

He saw himself trapped in the Great Demon's reincarnation, slaughtering all beings along the Great Demon's life path.

He saw himself clad in a blood robe, walking through the desert. A blurry figure chased after him, only to be stabbed by his sword.

He saw himself tied to a stone pillar, burned by flames. That same figure rushed toward him without hesitation, enduring the pain with him. He saw that figure holding him, leaping into the rolling lava without hesitation.

He saw himself stabbing that figure again and again, yet she continued to come for him. In every lifetime, that figure was always by his side, standing with him against the world.

Despite the illusion, the figure itself was real. He understood who she was right away. "Canary..."

Endless illusions, endless reincarnations. The moment he entered the Myriad Evil Gate, he had lived the Great Demon's life. The canary had entered to awaken him.

"I remember now."

All the scenes turned into overwhelming emotions. A hint of sorrow and irritation flickered in his eyes. His desire to see her only grew more urgent.

"After she fell into the illusion with me, where did she end up?"

Emotions burst from him. Ruler of the Void - Inner Demon Lure seemed ready to erupt uncontrollably. When Qi Yuan recalled everything that happened within the gate, the Great Forgetfulness Sutra finally reached the Subtle Stage.

His heart was a mix of emotions—guilt, tenderness. Yet he forced himself to calm down. "Why could I hear the Canary's voice...?"

Hearing his voice made him recall everything. But why now, of all times?

Ever since he reached the Foundation Establishment realm, he had heard strange voices. He had even heard of Ning Tao's voice way before entering the game. Where did these voices come from? What had become of the Canary? Who was she now?

Suddenly, an upset, teary voice echoed again. "Am I that revolting? Why won’t you come see me?"

The voice struck Qi Yuan like thunder. He remembered now. During her escape, she had carried the blood sphere while fighting Great Supremes. At night, she was asleep, curled like a small cat. He kept watch beside her, and heard her murmuring, "Am I that revolting? Why won’t you come see me?”

He had heard it more than once. At the time, he treated it as a joke, mocking her for talking in her sleep even as a Supreme.