Lin Mo felt very tired—exhausted, even.
In his dream, he saw himself—or perhaps it was the original owner.
Looking at the person in front of him who looked exactly like himself, Lin Mo couldn’t help but ask, “Are you Lin Mo?”
That person nodded and said, “You are also Lin Mo.”
Lin Mo had many doubts. “I want to know why I transmigrated into your body. And after that—where did you go?”
The person replied, “You are me, and I am you—what’s the point in asking who went where?”
Lin Mo frowned. “What do you mean?”
To him, these words were baffling.
He was just a man from another world, though his memories of modern life were already quite fuzzy.
Still, he came from that world—a world with houses and cars, where everyone had to hustle to survive.
That place was completely different from here—a world where science and technology reigned supreme.
According to the novels, theories, and knowledge from that world, even if he didn’t know the exact reason, he had clearly undergone soul transmigration and ended up in this world’s Lin Mo’s body.
That person said, “I know you’re feeling lost. What you’re about to see will give you a suitable answer.”
As he spoke, one scene after another appeared before Lin Mo’s eyes.
He saw the life of the original owner—no, many lives.
The original owner had reincarnated countless times, and every time died a tragic death.
In one lifetime, Shen Ke’er and Yuehua dug out his golden core and extracted his bone marrow.
Similar lifetimes had occurred over a hundred times.
Likewise, he had been tormented to death by Jiang Yanran and Nangong Xu over a hundred times.
The rest of the deaths were also more or less connected to Shen Ke’er, Yuehua, and Jiang Yanran.
Across 999 reincarnations, not once had he escaped the entanglement of those three.
He had never died for any other reason.
Was the original owner cursed with some peach blossom calamity? Was he doomed to never escape these women?
To have died in 999 different lifetimes because of three different women—wasn’t that just too pitiful?
At this point, Lin Mo saw the thousandth reincarnation.
This time, he wasn’t reincarnated into this world—but accidentally entered another.
The more he looked, the more familiar it seemed. Wasn’t this the world he had originally lived in?
As he watched the events of that life unfold, all his lost memories came flooding back.
From his elementary school, high school, university—
To entering the workforce—
Until he was twenty-five, buying a house, a car, preparing to get married—
That was when he transmigrated.
He had transmigrated into who he was now.
Upon learning the truth, Lin Mo burst into tears.
All this time, he had thought the original owner was just some unlucky nice guy.
But it turned out—he was the original owner.
No wonder he could increasingly resonate with the original owner’s emotions.
It was because they were the same person.
But new doubts arose—why had he reincarnated a thousand times?
Was it to escape the fate of dying at the hands of those three women?
He wanted to ask that version of himself again—
But that self had already disappeared.
…
When Lin Mo woke up, his whole body ached terribly.
The scenery around him was dark red…
At that moment, the system’s voice rang out:
[Host, you’ve woken up?]
“Where am I now?”
[Two hundred spirit stones per question.]
“Thirty, or forget it,” Lin Mo said flatly.
[Ugh, you stingy host,] the system grumbled.
“I’m just asking where I am. Even if you don’t tell me, it won’t make much of a difference. Take it or leave it—thirty regret points.”
Lin Mo’s tone remained indifferent.
In the end, the system still gave in—for twenty regret points.
[Fine, twenty it is. You’re at the edge of the Demon Realm, near the boundary with the Human Realm. After you were seriously injured, you were transported here.]
Lin Mo nodded slightly and didn’t ask anything more.
He hadn’t expected that the stone left to him by Yan Ruyu would actually save his life.
However, Lin Mo still had another question.
In the previous 999 reincarnations, he had never had a system.
So why did the system suddenly appear this time?
Could it be because he had crossed into another world once?
But for now, the most important thing was to recover from his injuries.
Glancing around, he noticed that quite a few demonic cultivators were watching him like tigers eyeing their prey.
Lin Mo wasn’t fazed.
He retrieved a healing pill from the inheritance of the Six-tailed Demon Fox in the secret realm and swallowed it.
In an instant, Lin Mo felt the dried-up spiritual energy in his body begin to recover bit by bit.
He deliberately sat down cross-legged in front of the group of demonic cultivators to meditate and heal.
Ever since Ye Kai had framed him in the sect, Lin Mo had no intention of letting that brat off the hook.
Of course, he also realized that his strength was still too weak.
If he had been strong enough at the time, how could he have been stabbed in the back?
Clearly, relying solely on passively gaining regret points had been far too slow.
Now that he was in the Demon Realm, he had to thoroughly collect as many regret points as he could and quickly improve his cultivation.
While meditating and recovering, Lin Mo felt his demonic energy steadily growing.
With its interaction with spiritual energy, there were faint signs of him breaking through to the Nascent Soul stage.
Back when he sparred with Zhu Shiyao, he had already noticed something was off.
He didn’t know what Ye Kai had injected into his body.
Although it exposed the demonic energy within him, it also undeniably strengthened him.
[I told you, it’s a patch,] the system chimed in.
[That’s a good thing. It’s equivalent to a Grade Six Major Nourishment Pill refined by human cultivators.
This system estimates that this enhancement will continue pushing your cultivation up to the late Nascent Soul stage, after which its effect will wear off.]
After hearing the system’s explanation, Lin Mo finally understood.
But this thing probably didn’t belong to Ye Kai.
With Ye Kai’s personality, there’s no way he’d sacrifice such a good item just to expose Lin Mo as a demon.
It must have been given to Ye Kai by someone else behind the scenes.
Before being teleported, Lin Mo saw Gu Qingxue return, so he wasn’t too worried about Qu Ruyan’s safety.
The only concern now was how to skillfully control the demonic energy in his body in the future.
After all, he had already suffered from that problem once.
If he made the same mistake again, then he’d truly deserve whatever came next.
“Host,” the system said, “as long as your cultivation breaks through to the Soul Splitting stage, none of this will be a problem.”
“Why?” Lin Mo asked, confused.
“At the Soul Splitting stage, you can store things within your soul.
As long as you don’t use them, even if you die, no one will discover that your body contains demonic energy.”
“Of course,” the system added, “you’ll still need my help at that time—just a little regret value.”
“How much?” Lin Mo frowned.
“Fifty thousand.”
“You call that a little?”
“Well, weren’t you planning to go on the offensive anyway?
By then, you won’t be short on regret points.
Once you’ve got enough, the system will take care of everything right away!”
Lin Mo was speechless. Why was this system trying to act cute?
Still, if it truly meant that no external factors could ever expose his demonic energy, then spending fifty thousand regret points would actually be worth it.
But now that he was planning to take the initiative, what would be the best way to earn regret points?
After all, the number of regret points he could gain depended on how deeply others regretted their actions—and on their relationship with him.
The problem was, he didn’t know anyone in the Demon Realm yet, so emotional ties were out of the question.
That meant he had only one path forward: make others regret things as deeply as possible.
[Alright, Host. I’ve answered five questions for you—that’s a total of one thousand regret points,] the system announced.
“What? Why should I give you regret points?” Lin Mo snapped.
[You unscrupulous host! I told you from the beginning that each question I answer costs two hundred regret points. You’re not allowed to cheat me!]
“Except for that very first question—about where I was and whether this was the human realm—I agreed on a price with you.
But for the rest, we never discussed payment.
In fact, you jumped out on your own to answer me.
Now you’re trying to charge me for that? What is this—highway robbery?”
The system’s voice shrank. [Then… can we just treat them all like the earlier one—at the twenty regret point rate? Just give me 100 regret points total, okay?]
“Not a chance,” Lin Mo replied flatly.
The system was about to cry—this host really had no shame.
Why had it even bothered jumping in to explain anything in the first place? It was so full of regret.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host. You made this system regret something and gained 666 regret points.]
The system was stunned. Was that even allowed?
Lin Mo laughed. Looks like his deduction was correct.
Why hadn’t he thought of this trick before?
The system exploded in frustration. [Host! You seriously have no shame! Give me back my regret points!]
Now it regretted even more. Not only had it failed to earn points, it had lost 666 regret points.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host. You’ve made this system regret things and gained 888 regret points.]
“……” was all the system could say.
Lin Mo laughed again. What a dumb system.
Then he remembered—he still hadn’t collected the regret points from Shen Ke’er.
So he asked, “Hey system, hasn’t the ‘Dream of a Yellow Millet’ skill activated on Shen Ke’er’s side yet?”