Let Me Help the Protagonist Turn Around and Join the Villainous Female Demon

The tragic chosen one of destiny, the system wept.Chu Xinghe intended to comfort this cute little System.

[Master, what should we do? Why is it that the more we assist, the more miserable the Child of Destiny becomes?]

”Don’t worry, he still has that purple gold gourd. He will definitely be able to restore his cultivation. Right now, his Luck is at a low point. Next, we should help him recover quickly and soar to the heavens.”

[Right, he still has the purple gold gourd. Master, hurry up and go help him.]

[Master is kind-hearted and has allowed the Child of Destiny to see the cruel truth. Rewarding thirty thousand help points.]

Chu Xinghe didn’t want the corners of his mouth to curl up.

But this was harder to suppress than an AK-47’s recoil.

Shadow Six and Zhongli Yuan looked at Chu Xinghe’s twitching mouth, feeling utterly speechless.

There were no outsiders here; if he wanted to laugh, he should just laugh.

”Those jade stones, did you place them in the locations I specified?”

When Chu Xinghe mentioned this, Shadow Six’s gaze became strange.

Thinking about the placement locations, his mood became a bit unpleasant.

”The Tianyan Holy Land made a fool of itself this time. The Law Enforcement Elder will definitely have to clean up the mess. He’ll surely want to settle the score with whoever was plotting behind the scenes.”

Chu Xinghe was also deep in thought. He hadn’t expected the Child of Destiny to be abandoned so quickly; he hadn’t had enough fun yet.

”Are we going to the Hundred Flowers Tower?”

Both of them knew that Chu Xinghe had made arrangements in the Hundred Flowers Tower as well.

”We’ll head over there later.”

Zhongli Yuan looked at Chu Xinghe.

”Are you waiting for news from the Young Miss?”

Chu Xinghe stared at Zhongli Yuan in surprise.

”Indeed. I had you come here because I wanted to kill the Law Enforcement Elder, but since the Tianyan Holy Land’s attitude has changed, the plan might need adjustment.”

Currently, the people around him were all Zhongli Qingmeng’s, not his own.

The bird that sticks its head out gets shot. If he didn’t adjust in time, it would be easy to get himself caught in the crossfire.

Meanwhile, inside the Hundred Flowers Tower.

Bai Wuchen found a room based on the clues.

Other people came to a Brothel to seek pleasure.

He came to a Brothel to find his mother.

The resentment in his heart toward Zhongli Qingmeng grew even deeper.

He pushed open the door, only to find a single letter inside.

Seeing that familiar letter, his temples throbbed.

Zhongli Qingmeng, sooner or later, I will use your head as a sacrifice to the heavens.

With an agitated heart and trembling hands,

He opened the letter.

”Put down the purple gold gourd, clear the aura specifically left by the Law Enforcement Elder, and sever your soul-bond with it.”

”Don’t play any tricks, or I can’t guarantee what I might do.”

”Look around the room and see if there’s anything familiar to you.”

Below the letter, a pair of eyes and a smiley face were drawn.

Bai Wuchen looked up, feeling as if he had been struck by lightning.

That piece of clothing was all too familiar.

It was exactly Sun Yuqiu’s.

Pfft.

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

He slumped onto a stool, his head spinning and ears ringing.

With a stir of his Sea of Consciousness, a palm-sized purple gold gourd appeared in his hand.

He cleared the aura left by the Law Enforcement Elder.

As the soul-bond was severed,

The glow of the purple gold gourd dimmed.

After putting it down, he left without looking back.

He ran out, stumbling.

”Where did this madman come from? Get lost!”

Bai Wuchen bumped into many people.

Many cursed at him.

Bai Wuchen looked up.

He looked at the pairs of scrutinizing eyes.

He felt that every pair was just like the eyes drawn on the letter.

”It’s you, it’s you, it’s also you.”

”Give my mother back to me!”

Many people’s gazes turned strange.

”What’s wrong with this guy?”

”Played too hard and went stupid?”

”Truly a rare sight, like scorpion dung—one of a kind, looking for his mother in a Brothel.”

”Maybe he’s looking for his wife? He seems a bit idiotic, his mind is unclear.”

”Exactly which woman was so fierce that she could play a young man into such a state of delirium?”

”Hiss, isn’t this the True Disciple of the Tianyan Holy Land, Bai Wuchen?”

Hearing someone recognize him, many people’s expressions changed, and they took a step back.

”So he’s that heartless Bai Wuchen.”

”Then what are we waiting for? If I don’t give this beast a beating, I won’t feel satisfied.”

Thud, thud, thud.

Slap, slap, slap.