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BASED ON THE JJWXC NOVEL WHEN DESTINY BRINGS THE DEMON BY FU HUA

EPISODE 3

DON'T TRY TO UNDERSTAND MADNESS. LAY LOW AND LIVE ANOTHER DAY.

You came back from the dead?

You're still alive?

Miss…

I mean,

you didn't die after all.

Of course not.

I never meant to offend Grandmaster.

He was just giving me a lesson and a warning.

I will remember it well.

I will be more prudent.

How is Grandmaster today?

Him?

No way.

I can't spread gossip about the boss.

Reporting to Aunt-Master, Grandmaster is doing perfectly fine.

Serving Grandmaster is a privilege.

Make the most of it.

So when he said he would kill me,

he was only trying to scare me.

Now that I think about it, Grandmaster does not act like one at all.

He acts like a school kid.

Maybe aside from being a little slow in the head,

he isn't one to kill someone over every little thing.

COURT OF LUMINOUS GRACE

She can take the edge off the burning pain my Spirit Fire causes.

If she truly has no greed toward me,

she could be a very useful piece in the game.

Undo the barrier outside the tower.

Say it is to catch a Demon Realm spy.

Open the gate.

The rat will follow the gap

and slip inside.

At least I won't have to clock in for work.

I can sleep so well!

No water left?

This disciple seems to be favored by Grandmaster.

She comes and goes from the Central Tower.

Yes. I wonder what is so special about her.

Maybe only those with low cultivation can get close to Grandmaster?

Who knows.

How are you still alive?

I am embarrassed. I am the low-key type.

I haven't run into any danger yet.

You escaped from the main hall.

You got lucky.

You had better not have any vile thoughts toward Grandmaster.

Otherwise,

you will die eventually.

What?

Worried she will beat you to it and win Grandmaster's favor?

Her? Really?

Some low-grade spiritual root that came out of nowhere?

She doesn't deserve it, does she?

So what if it is low-grade?

Does cultivation and a noble background

make someone naturally superior?

Of course it does.

What is it, Ye Ruling?

Just because you were born low, you feel connected to her?

A word of advice. You should find another companion.

Her status is even lower than your low-grade spiritual root.

Miss.

Aunt-Master.

It is fine if you think I am useless.

But why resort to personal attacks?

You rely on your higher cultivation to bully those weaker than you.

Is that not being petty?

Utter nonsense.

Birds of a feather, indeed.

They insulted you.

You never fought back.

Why are you willing to speak up for me today?

They look down on me for being behind.

I accept that.

But I can't stand it when they

use background as an excuse. That is too much.

I may not fully understand what you are saying,

but I can tell

you are not looking down on me.

You are so pretty and capable.

I can only admire you.

Here is my thank-you gift.

It is very sweet. Try it.

Thank you.

I really like it here more and more.

No clocking in for work,

and I met good colleagues.

Although there are also those obsessed with office politics,

as long as I stay out of it, I'll be safe.

Clock in? Office politics?

What are those? I don't quite understand.

Just think of them as our Serene Vale slang.

I see.

Do you really want nothing from Grandmaster?

I am someone with little curiosity or ambition.

I just want to live comfortably.

Live?

As in, just keep breathing.

I sleep until I wake naturally every day, eat well, sleep well.

Really?

Those immortal sects claim they cultivate to save the world.

In truth, they all carry filthy desires.

You are different.

Even though you are bullied,

you still find your own comfort, and stay true to yourself.

I doubt there is another disciple in these mountains

who can live as freely as you.

Are you talking about me?

I have learned the art of speaking.

But aren't you from the Gengchen Celestial Palace too?

Why do you talk as if you are not one of them?

One of them?

I am just a stranger here.

From now on, we are friends.

Alright.

I actually came in without knocking.

Another tedious climb.

Can we please skip this part?

Follow me if you want to live.

The road to work is too exhausting.

No benefits and no pay.

He is worse than a capitalist.

With my limited knowledge of fantasy worlds,

this must be valuable.

Boss.

Do you hear a child crying?

Come here every day and water this.

When it thrives,

I grow restless.

I grow murderous.

Are you serious?

Will watering it not put out the flame on the flower?

If you managed to put it out,

that would be a great feat.

Come with me.

I thought the cultivation world didn't have overtime.

I never thought it would be worse than my reality.

Where I come from, no overtime just means losing your job.

But here at Three Saints Mountain,

not working means losing my head.

What did I do to deserve this?

When will I ever get rid of this demon?

What are you thinking?

Boss.

I'm thinking you could go do something else.

I won't slack off.

You keep saying "boss."

What exactly is a boss?

A boss is someone I keep working for,

and who keeps rewarding me.

How is that different from raising cattle?

That is an interesting view. People at my home say the same thing.

Why don't you use spells to work?

Your cultivation is already low. You are barely at the Qi Forge stage.

Above that is Foundation Rise, Coreform,

Nascent Soul and Soulshift.

Then, Void Forge and Unity Merge. Then, Grand Ascend and Tribulation Break.

You are at the very bottom.

Maybe the immortal officer who picked you made a mistake.

That is why you got such an opportunity.

I guess my cultivation is low.

I'm not good at it.

I hurt my head before.

I forgot a lot of things.

You drank my blood.

Now you should at least be at Foundation Rise.

So I am already Foundation Rise?

I can do spells now.

She finally showed your Demon Realm identity.

At least she is more honest now.

Come here.

Why can I still not live an easy life in this world?

Other protagonists are destined heroines.

I'm just an overworked corporate grunt.

No money, no days off, and I have to please the boss.

I typed on a keyboard every day. Now I wipe with a rag!

Life without slacking is half the fun gone.

As if that is not enough, I still have to deal with bratty kids.

You brat. That hurt! I will burn you!

You can talk?

Is there anything else talking here?

Calm down.

In the cultivation world, talking flames are normal.

Little flame.

I'm just following the boss's orders.

Please do not take it personally.

Little flame?

Do you know who I am?

Why should I care?

I must follow the boss's order.

Sorry, our sect specializes in farming.

Bear with me. I will be quick.

I may not beat Grandmaster,

but I can handle a little brat like you.

It feels like my body is being drained.

Why are kids in this world so full of energy?

Climbing these stairs every day is killing me.

I'm working harder than an ox,

but no pay, no contract. This is pure exploitation.

At least the boss is rarely around.

And Black Serpent is easy to get along with.

The work target spits fire.

- But it is manageable. - That hurts!

Eat my flame!

Babysitting is no easy job.

Please, stop watering me.

I feel awful.

You can't even spit a spark.

That should be enough.

Sima Jiao said you are also from Gengchen Celestial Palace.

Then, do not water me again.

If I do not water you,

how do I explain it to my boss?

Are you not his woman?

Why would you need to deal with him?

And where did you get that bright idea?

Anyone he brings here is obviously his person.

You are a woman,

so you must be his woman.

Seems logical.

That logic is something else.

Sima Jiao, don't look at me like that.

Feeding the Fengshan Spirit Fire with your blood

is the fate of the Sima clan.

Don't think that refining my avatar means you can escape me.

We live and die together.

This fate will follow you forever.

Looking at it this way, Three Saints Mountain

isn't such a bad workplace.

The only downside is that no one here eats or drinks.

I can't order takeout.

Life has lost a lot of fun because of that.

Again?

Boss.

Boss. There should be some distance between ranks.

Nonsense.

Is this how you serve people?

I'm already doing my best.

Speaking of which,

we have never talked about an employment contract.

There may be no labor laws here,

but proper benefits should still be a thing.

Go on.

What do you want?

I guess asking for a salary is impossible.

At least give me weekends off.

So after all that,

this is what you want.

No weekends? Okay.

One day off a week then.

Keep watering. No slacking.

I hear you have been here for 500 years.

Does staying in one place too long

make people or flames sick?

It is all Sima Jiao's fault.

Heartless scoundrel.

Always making fun of me.

Sima Jiao?

What?

"Jiao," meaning delicate?

So different from the grandmaster.

Fool!

It is "Jiao" as in burnt.

Now that makes sense.

Why are you so irritable?

No wonder the boss says he wants to kill when you thrive.

That is a lie.

We do not share feelings.

You watering me and making me suffer won't make him feel better.

Then, I'm working for nothing.

With such a good opportunity,

why not steal the Bloodseal Bloom?

Hey, you nasty, evil woman.

You know the truth and still water me?

- Sorry. - Stop watering.

Between him and your tiny evil force that spits sparks,

of course I will bow to the greater evil of the boss.

That is how office politics works.

One day when I recover,

I will burn you into ashes

and scatter them in front of that cursed Sima Jiao.

My flower!

Sima Jiao! I grew this flower with your blood.

Do you not feel the least bit sorry for your own blood?

Pick it up.

Do you know what this is?

It is a flower.

Petals?

Do you want them?

You tore the flower apart.

What would I want them for?

Looks like you have no idea.

And they still let you in.

Yes. No one told me anything.

I'm not that close with my master or seniors.

They don't know any secrets either.

Besides, the more you know, the faster you die.

The petals are yours.

He isn't so generous to everyone.

Generous?

The petals are pretty.

But what can I even do with them?

You really have no idea?

This is a Fengshan Bloodseal Bloom.

One petal holds 1,000 years of cultivation.

Everyone in Gengchen Celestial Palace is desperate to get it.

This should count as wages.

Help me, and I will give you more petals.

No thanks.

I'll pass. Greed can kill you.

I wouldn't dare use an item like this.

What if I can't handle it and just die?

That is a common trope in novels.

My work is done for today. I'm off now. Bye.

Don't go! Stay and talk to me!

You're leaving already?

I finished all my work. Can't I leave?

Who said you were done?

Why open your mouth and give yourself more work?

Follow me if you want to live.

No more chores for you today.

You just need to learn

a killing spell.

A killing spell?

Can I please not learn it?

Refuse, and I'll kill you.

Pick it up.

Draw it out.

Celestial Palace artifacts must be infused with spiritual power

to be used.

But I don't have spiritual power.

Why do I have to learn to kill?

It will be useful in the future.

Grandmaster.

I'd like to confirm something with you.

So we don't misstep in the future.

- Speak. - Well…

You fed me your blood,

kept me by your side,

and are personally teaching me spells.

There are so many people on this mountain,

yet you're giving me so much attention.

Could it be…

that you like me?

You, a mere Foundation Rise fledgling,

talking about my affections?

How laughable.

I look pretty decent right now.

At least I'm not laughable.

And what does liking have to do with cultivation stages?

Mortal romance

is beneath me.

Never say never.

An old house can catch fire in a flash.

Nonsense.

If not for your constitution

that tempers the Spirit Fire's manic energy within me,

you think you'd still be alive?

So I'm basically a walking air conditioner.

Guess I was overthinking.

Sima Jiao really is emotionless.

Great.

Bye.

The piece is in place. After 500 years,

it's finally coming to an end.

What is it?

I hear there's a disciple named Liao Tingyan

who walked straight into the Central Tower.

Mu Nisheng of the Heaven Palace saw it herself.

We've tried everything yet couldn't get anywhere near Sima Jiao.

How did she manage it?

How she did it doesn't matter.

What matters is that the barrier around the Central Tower is unbreakable.

Yet that Liao Tingyan can come and go freely.

- Could it be…? - Could the barrier be gone?

If so,

we can finally make our move.

Tingyan has earned Sima Jiao's favor.

Earplugs. An overworked laborer's best friend.

Mr. Snake.

Didn't we agree?

When you come, just drink.

No need to wake me.

Don't wake me when you leave.

Because of you,

I haven't had a full night's sleep in days.

A snake shouldn't be too polite, you know. Get it?

Forget it. You probably don't get it.

It's like after a long day of work,

an enthusiastic coworker drags you to dinner parties.

If I can't avoid your politeness, I can at least hide.

Now, no one is interrupting my rest.

Mingli.

You dare threaten me?

Young Master, punctual as always.

Zip it. Where is the antidote?

The barrier between us still stands.

The Spirit Fire hasn't gone out.

Sima Jiao is still alive and kicking. How could I give it to you?

I've already sent her in.

Whether your plan succeeds is up to your Demon Realm's luck.

What's it got to do with me?

Young Master.

We're supposed to be on the same boat here.

If you don't give me the antidote today,

I'll expose Liao Tingyan's identity and ruin your whole plan.

Without Liao Tingyan,

the Demon Realm will survive just fine.

But you, Young Master…

The Celestial Palace hates nothing more than a traitor tied to demons.

If your father found out you colluded with us for power,

what would happen?

Right from the start,

you only pretended to help me advance,

just to lower my guard.

Then, you used demon poison to control me

and make me do your bidding.

It's been a setup from the very beginning!

Young Master,

that's not a fair way to put it.

You were the one who came to us for an alliance.

Right now, the only thing you can do

is find a way to make Liao Tingyan act fast.

- Oh no, not again. - Liao Tingyan.

What are you doing?

If I ask Tingyan to help me get close to Sima Jiao,

will she think I only befriended her with an ulterior motive?

But if I still can't kill Sima Jiao,

my family will…

Why is the Black Serpent here?

That is where Tingyan lives.

Could it be…?

Help!

Tingyan!

This can't be good. That beast…

You bully because you have backing from the Grandmaster.

You just do whatever you please.

Liao Tingyan did nothing to you. Why devour her?

Spit her out, now.

Fine.

Since you refuse to comply, then I won't hold back.

Did I just pass out from the pain?

Stubborn beast.

Not even an ibuprofen pill around.

Ibuprofen…

Isn't Grandmaster's blood basically ibuprofen?

Mr. Snake, what's wrong with you?

Tingyan, you're still alive.

Ruling?

I was about to ask you,

how did you end up climbing out of Mr. Snake's belly?

I thought it ate you and I tried to save you.

But I ended up getting swallowed myself.

Ruling.

You actually risked becoming Mr. Snake's dinner for me.

I took its serpent heart.

Maybe there's been some misunderstanding.

Mr. Snake actually isn't bad.

Maybe…

Maybe it meant no harm.

But I think it's too used to throwing its weight around.

As for the serpent heart…

I'll keep it for you for now.

If you dare scare people again,

I'll make sure you spend your life

as a little black serpent without a heart.

You were trapped in the snake's belly like a dark cell.

I'm trapped in a dark cell here in the Central Tower.

Life is just too hard.

But isn't Grandmaster quite fond of you?

I was even hoping to ride your coattails

and take care of him too.

Where did that rumor even come from?

Fond of me?

He's just squeezing every bit of labor out of me.

Why would you want to please him?

Why not?

Or is it that you don't want to introduce me to him?

That's right, I don't.

That man has a stable streak of madness.

If he gets upset, he might kill you.

I'm not about to push my friend into a fire pit.

So you're worried about me?

I thought…

Never mind.

Had your serpent heart taken?

Who's going to stand up for you?

The night of the new moon is coming.

The day we leave the mountain

is nigh.

Mr. Snake, you're here.

Please, have a seat.

Mr. Snake, I wanted to ask you something.

You've been with Grandmaster for so long.

You must know his likes and dislikes.

How would one go about pleasing him?

Grandmaster, look at this table.

I polished it until it shines.

And the floor,

not a speck of dust.

What do you want from me today?

Last night my stomach hurt again.

It hurt so much I thought I would die.

Didn't you save me with your blood last time?

What do you want?

I want you on call. To donate blood for free.

I just mean,

from now on, could you use your precious and treasured blood

to save me in time when I'm in trouble?

After all, this little body of mine can still be useful to you.

We can help each other, right?

You're bargaining with me.

I wouldn't dare.

It's a plea.

You want my blood?

It depends on my mood.

So what would put you in a good mood?

You poor thing, you even have to think about that?

Kill.

Kill someone for me.

Isn't that a bit above my pay grade?

Grandmaster, don't leave.

Just wait.

I'll find out what else you need.

Grandmaster.

You've worked hard all morning. Let me serve you.

I heard you have trouble sleeping.

From my years of work experience,

it's most likely caused by too much worry and stress.

Mr. Snake. So what would make Grandmaster happy?

Grandmaster likes pillows?

He can't sleep well? He can't fall asleep?

Ridiculous. What could possibly trouble me?

Anyway, I've brought a three-piece stress relief set.

With my special massage technique,

why not give it a try?

So you're finally making your move.

Relax, okay?

Boss.

See how I'm serving you with such sincerity?

I'm only going to discuss

my benefits.

Can we renegotiate them?

What benefits?

It's about my blood again?

That's right.

Also,

I've been working five days straight.

Five straight days without a break.

Never mind two days off, I don't even get one.

How can you be so shameless?

How am I shameless again?

Pleasing the boss is so hard.

If I'd known earlier,

I would've learned more tricks from my coworkers.

That Demon Realm spy

eased quite a bit of the Spirit Fire's burn.

Maybe

I can force the seal open.

Sima Jiao, are you insane?

If you keep acting recklessly, it can kill you!

Sima Jiao!