TBOUMTBDK Chapter 77

Chapter 77: Cruel

It was still that sea of consciousness. Mo Jun Zhou stood on the empty, scorching earth, his expression a mix of astonishment and bewilderment.

He frowned, carefully sensing his surroundings. Although this sea of consciousness belonged to him, he didn’t fully control it.

It was a very strange sensation, unlike being unable to control his body. It was more like he knew there was something in front of him, something important and crucial, and it was right there, but he just couldn’t see or touch it.

Mo Jun Zhou coldly swept his gaze around, his figure flashed and disappeared from the spot. In the next instant, he appeared in an extremely distant place, then in the next instant, in the highest clouds, and even deep underground, in the heart of the magma.

…

He searched tirelessly in his sea of consciousness, but he couldn’t find it no matter what. This feeling was too frustrating.

He wanted to leave but couldn’t. He seemed to be imprisoned here by something, and what annoyed him the most was that the thing imprisoning him seemed to be his own power.

Did the future him do this?

“Rumble—boom—”

At this moment, the sea of consciousness was like a boiling hell. Mo Jun Zhou’s squandering of power was a very dangerous act, but he didn’t care.

He had always been like this.

From even earlier in his true age, he even had a kind of self-destructive desire, which was reflected in not taking himself seriously, so that he had never been defeated, and no one dared to provoke him.

He unscrupulously carried out “destruction” within his own sea of consciousness. The entire space was chaotic, and the scorching, desperate smell filled his nostrils.

This state lasted for an unknown amount of time, so long that any great power from the immortal and demon realms would never dare to continue. Mo Jun Zhou simply stared at it indifferently like a demon god.

So long that he had turned his own sea of consciousness upside down and destroyed it countless times.

Finally, in the extreme chaos, Mo Jun Zhou finally made a different movement. He slowly raised his hand, gently grasping, and even after such squandering, he didn’t feel tired.

His power had already surpassed the understanding of the current him.

It could only be said that he was worthy of being a natural spirit cultivator. He was probably already very, very far along this path.

So far that the current him couldn’t even glimpse it.

Then, such a him, was he only a Holy Lord?

As far as he knew, Holy Lords were generally not given titles based on strength.

But he couldn’t be sure. He was equivalent to having come to the future, so anything that the past him had done was possible.

He wasn’t curious about this, because he knew he would definitely regain his memory.

Mo Jun Zhou closed his eyes slightly, and casually retracted his hand. At the same time, the entire world calmed down in an instant. The sky turned back to a cloudy, dark color, the ground reorganized, compacted, and the magma erupted and flowed again, instantly baking the earth dry and cracked.

Everything returned to a “well-organized” appearance.

All the changes were completed in an extremely short period of time. Only those who had reached the extreme would possess such strength.

And Mo Jun Zhou was very clear that the current him was not even at the peak of his strength, because—

He looked at his empty palm.

He didn’t have the Black Lotus.

Not even one.

This was impossible.

Perhaps, this was one of the reasons he lost his memory?

Mo Jun Zhou’s eyes flashed. Could that “thing” he had been unable to find be the Black Lotus?

That kind of thing that was clearly part of his own body, clearly existed, but he couldn’t see it no matter what, couldn’t manifest it, was it the Black Lotus?

Did the future him foresee that he would lose his memory? So he used some method to seal that “thing” himself?

Mo Jun Zhou once again thought of that inexplicable loss of control before he was trapped in the sea of consciousness. What happened in that moment of loss of control?

In any case, Mo Jun Zhou wasn’t worried about his situation at all. He simply walked down from the sky step by step, recalling as he walked.

At that time, he knew that his Divine Consciousness was overflowing but he didn’t care. Then he seemed to have touched something?

Overflowing power, what was outside was…

Yun Xia?

Was it related to him?

Mo Jun Zhou’s footsteps suddenly stopped.

Yun Xia…

He pondered for a long time with a serious face, then suddenly raised his eyes and created a Yun Xia in his sea of consciousness.

He looked at the person in front of him. Even though he had only met a few times, for some reason he had a very deep impression of this person, and he easily sketched out Yun Xia’s vivid expression.

Mo Jun Zhou frowned as he looked at the person smiling at him.

“You say I like you?” Mo Jun Zhou finally touched him with his own hands. He pinched “Yun Xia’s” face and turned the person’s face around several times to look at it.

Yun Xia looked at him with an unchanging expression at first. Mo Jun Zhou’s mind moved, and “Yun Xia” grabbed his wrist that was causing trouble and raised an eyebrow at him.

“Of course you like me, otherwise what?”

Mo Jun Zhou suddenly released his hand.

He lowered his head and stared at his fingertips. Why could he reproduce that person’s reactions so easily, even though he didn’t have any memories related to Yun Xia?

Like?

Mo Jun Zhou sneered, and when he raised his eyes, his eyes were already ice-cold.

“Absurd.”

He was very clear that the path he was walking would not allow him to have any weaknesses, and so-called liking was a weakness. Now the very clear reality was right here, and it was impossible for him to have any weaknesses.

He didn’t know the reason, nor was he very interested.

He pinched Yun Xia’s neck, tightening his fingers little by little, looking indifferently at the person slowly suffocating in his palm.

“I’m still far from him, but that is me after all. I understand myself, you will never become my weakness.”

He cruelly made Yun Xia show a painful expression, watching his cheeks turn red and tears well up in his eyes.

“Yun Xia” looked at him pitifully, biting his lips with deep tooth marks, his throat making extremely uncomfortable groans.

He made a sound almost exactly the same as Yun Xia’s, begging him for mercy.

The young Mo Jun Zhou smiled.

…

Yun Xia slept very well this night. Although Mo Jun Zhou had a little problem and lost his memory, and his personality didn’t seem very good at all—at this time, he didn’t realize that he was the only one in the entire Three Realms who thought the Demon Lord himself had a good personality—he still slept very peacefully.

He slept until dawn.

When he woke up, Mo Jun Zhou was still not awake. The posture was still the same as before, unchanged.

Yun Xia didn’t pay much attention. The conclusion he had drawn from exploring Mo Jun Zhou’s body yesterday was that Mo Jun Zhou was fine. He couldn’t enter Mo Jun Zhou’s sea of consciousness. He could only roughly sense that the other party was fine, and guessed that something went wrong when he was cultivating and wasn’t used to this body.

Yun Xia tidied himself up and took a walk outside. When he came back, as expected, Mo Jun Zhou had already gotten up and was sitting on the edge of the bed, supporting his body with both hands, looking down slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After hearing the sound, Mo Jun Zhou looked over. Yun Xia gave him a big smile: “Good morning.”

Yun Xia thought, what would happen if I pounced on him at this time? I would definitely be thrown away, right? How hateful, I really want to hug him.

Thinking of this, Yun Xia ground his teeth and walked to the bedside fiercely.

Mo Jun Zhou sat in place and didn’t move, his eyes deep and he didn’t know what he was thinking. It’s just that look…

Those red eyes…

Yun Xia’s fierce pace suddenly softened.

Forget it, forget it…

“Why are you making that expression so early in the morning? I haven’t even said anything to you yet. Who caused trouble yesterday and left it for me to clean up? How dare you glare at me?”

Mo Jun Zhou still looked at him with deep eyes.

Yun Xia: “Still glaring? Also, my box of snacks, my Shixiong risked a lot to bring back from Ning Wen Fang with great effort. Special supply of the day. The snack chef is famous throughout the city. He only makes ten copies a month. You can’t buy them even if you want to buy them. You must rely on snatching. They will be invalid if they are overdue. I didn’t even have time to eat such snacks!”

Speaking of this, he walked straight to Mo Jun Zhou, supported his shoulders with both hands, looked at him hard, and continued to accuse: “Such snacks, tell me, are they precious? I didn’t even look at them enough before they were destroyed by you. There was not even a single piece of slag left, and I couldn’t even find the body. No, this is what you owe me. You must remember it. If you have the opportunity to compensate me, you must accompany me!”

This long passage of words smashed down, and even Mo Jun Zhou was brought off course by him, and he temporarily forgot what he was thinking about before.

“According to you, you have to be careful every time you go to the city, not to attract anyone’s attention, so why risk buying snacks? Once you are discovered, you will not be able to leave the Demon Realm. You group, huh, undercover agents, are you so careless? If this is the case, you would have been caught in Holy City long ago.”

Yun Xia did not change his expression even when he was exposed: “It seems that you agree with our strength. That’s right, we are very powerful.”

Mo Jun Zhou looked at him with an indescribable look.

Yun Xia was unmoved: “What, is there still a problem?”

Mo Jun Zhou only found it ridiculous: “Of course there is. As far as I know, the best snack chef in Ning Wen Fang only comes out to make snacks for ten days a month, not ten copies a month, so it is not that difficult to buy.”

Yun Xia paused. That’s right, he remembered it wrong.

“Is that so? This rule has been changed. You don’t know it yet. So many years have passed, anything can happen, right?”

He looked calm, and Mo Jun Zhou felt for a moment that what he said made sense.

But then he slapped Yun Xia’s hand away, his face annoyed: “It’s just a box of snacks. If you are not worried, I can go to the city with you to buy them at any time.”

Yun Xia touched the back of his hand that had been slapped, and was about to speak, but Mo Jun Zhou suddenly reacted.

“Are you making fun of me?”

Yun Xia blinked: “Then are you happy?”

Mo Jun Zhou almost laughed angrily at him: “Do you think I am happy?”

Yun Xia was silent.

He didn’t speak, and the atmosphere fell into a strange embarrassment.

Mo Jun Zhou looked at his face and noticed something was wrong. Could it be… Is this how he and the him who hadn’t lost his memory got along?

How could he get along with this kind of person?

Mo Jun Zhou couldn’t understand the future him very well.

But…

Forget it, what is there to argue with him about? If the relationship is ruined now, it will not be good for the future.

Mo Jun Zhou closed his eyes and sighed, forcing himself to compromise. That handsome face showed such a stiff expression for the first time.

“Don’t say it, I’m quite happy.”

“What?”

Mo Jun Zhou snorted coldly: “You can’t even see that I am happy, and you still say you like me?”

Yun Xia: “…”

Okay, he couldn’t refute this, interesting.

They quarreled like this for a long time. Yun Xia went out and brought back breakfast and ate it with him.

Although Mo Jun Zhou didn’t have this habit and didn’t intend to eat it, after arguing with Yun Xia for a few words, he was inexplicably stuffed with a mouthful, and then inexplicably ate it with him.

After eating, he stared at Yun Xia silently. Yun Xia didn’t hear him speak for a long time, so he turned his head.

“What are you doing looking at me like this? Do you want to fall in love with me?”

Mo Jun Zhou turned around and walked to the bed to sit down, closed his eyes and began to cultivate.