This villain, please exercise some restraint.

The sunlight falling on her shoulders became more and more intense. The priestess raised her head slightly and stretched out her hands, as if she wanted to hold the invisible sunlight in her palms.

The crisp chirps of birds in the willow branches nearby, along with the slight sound of the lake water rippling in the breeze, all made her feel that the world was extremely beautiful.

The world created by "World" is always so real and palpable, and all of this, with the addition of moderation... is just a virtual game world, no less than the most real world.

Perhaps, this is the most thoughtful world that the world has ever created.

This is a world within a world, a virtual world that is different from reality... from the spirit.

The general spiritual world is absurd, twists and turns, and is far from being as self-contained and all-encompassing as this world.

If the creation of this world had an element of moderation, then the "world's" attitude towards moderation -

Maybe, the world's attitude towards moderation is not as bad as you think... maybe...

A red umbrella, with a vague medicinal fragrance, blocked the somewhat warm light that fell on the priestess's shoulders.

The priestess looked up from her thoughts and met Mian's black eyes.

"Mian" smiled and handed the umbrella in his hand to the priestess.

The priestess noticed that "Mian" seemed to no longer be bitten by those milky-white bugs, and his exposed skin was even whiter and softer than before.

It's like...new tender meat.

No trace of those disgusting bugs could be seen on his body.

"You seem surprised?"

Watching the priestess take the umbrella in her hand, "Mian", still dressed in red, asked with a smile.

"Unexpectedly, did I recover quickly?"

"...Hmm." The priestess nodded.

She was really surprised by this.

She remembered that Temperance had little power. Even if he had the ability to solve it, it had only been so long. Temperance without power would not be very efficient in solving the problem.

Is it—

"As the 'Gu King', have you found a way to crack it?"

She raised her head and asked.

"Mian" shook his head, "Even as the 'Gu King', my understanding of myself is far less clear than that of a Gu refiner."

"...It's moderation, moderation...I'm afraid the Gu refiner has given up on revenge."

"It's unimaginable that moderation seems so... weak, but it always gets amazing results."

"But it's strange that I'm not surprised at all. Maybe in my heart, I always subconsciously choose to believe in... moderation."

The priestess was silent. After receiving this answer, she seemed to feel a sense of inexplicable joy from the bottom of her heart.

She felt that her mentality might be a little wrong, but as a priestess, she had to face her heart.

She did have a... strange feeling that a sister was relieved to see her brother grow up.

But she didn't really want to show it.

So, in the end, she just twitched the corners of her lips and smiled.

"This umbrella is very beautiful."

She chose to change the subject.

"Yes, it's very beautiful. Just think of it as a...thank you for protecting me all the way."

"Mian" raised her eyes and looked at the mountains in the distance, "A red umbrella should match a beauty, right?"

The priestess was slightly stunned - beauty? Does the word "sleep" refer to yourself?

She was a little unsure.

"All the forces in the Wulin Alliance are being rebuilt. As the leader of the alliance, I have been busy with a lot of chores recently... Priestess, I'm afraid I won't be able to entertain you well in the next period of time."

"However, if there is any news about moderation, please inform me in time... I think maybe he will come back in the near future."

The priestess nodded in understanding.

She carries the Book of Pure White. If there are any changes in the Temperance Cards, the Book of Pure White will give enlightenment, but she still hopes from the bottom of her heart that no changes will occur to the Temperance Cards that are already in place.

Because of the current situation, once a change occurs, there is a high probability that there is only one possibility, and that is - the successor to the power of the control card... will be castrated.

Watching Mian leave, the priestess was about to get up when she suddenly felt a strange movement in the Book of Pure White.

Holding an umbrella in one hand and spreading out the palm of the other hand, a pure white book quickly appeared on the palm.

The red words that appeared on the originally smooth page caused the umbrella in the other hand of the priestess to roll to the ground uncontrollably.

Really - what are you afraid of?

The successor to the power of the Temperance card has been castrated...Why did the world suddenly change its mind? Have you made up your mind to give up on small restraints?

So...what about moderation? How will he be treated?

The priestess felt that she was in chaos, and her heart began to be in chaos.

She worried about moderation, couldn't help but... worry about moderation.

This worry made her urge herself to search for the world.

......

World Palace.

The priestess held the pure white book in her hands, taking her time.

Only she knew that her fingertips covered with books were trembling slightly.

She doesn't think the world's ideas can be easily changed by her.

But when she walked under the steps, raised her head, and saw the unfamiliar face of young Shota sitting on the throne of the world, she was stunned.

"Hello, Priestess."

The young man sat up straight, but his small figure gave him a sense of intimidation.

Seeing the priestess, he grinned, revealing the sharp fangs on both sides.

The strange thing is that Huya's cute appearance not only doesn't make people think this guy is half cute, but actually gives him a sense of threat.

It's like a ferocious little beast... showing its fangs.

The short light chestnut hair covered his head softly, and even the broken hair on his forehead looked gentle and soft.

But the priestess just felt that this strange child was... not easy to mess with.

This is the feeling from the bottom of her heart.

"You certainly don't know me, but I thought, as the heir to the power of the Temperance Card, I should introduce myself."

"My name is Temperance."

The young boy said, raising his hand, the real temperance card appeared in his hand, with a pure white angel standing on it, looking shining.

He gathered his fingers slightly, and the Temperance card disappeared.

“However, I actually prefer another name—Xi.”

"River?"

The priestess opened her eyes slightly when she heard this. This word seemed a bit familiar to her.

It seems that this word was revealed in the Book of Pure White, but it is not just this word.

"Yes, Xi."

"My lover said that Xi is just my code name, and I am actually Temperance, but I don't think so - on the contrary, I think Temperance is my code name, and Xi is the real me."

"If all the successors to the power of the Temperance card were called Temperance, that would... be so boring."

"What do you think? Priestess?"

The priestess was silent, and she did not answer the question in the end.

"I'm looking for the world."

she says.

"Oh, world, the world may have taken a big hit and left."

"But it's the same thing if you come to me, and - I declare that from today on, this place will no longer be called the World Hall, and it's time to change its name."

"Just... change the name to the Temple of Temperance! How about it? Doesn't it sound good?"

Shota's pair of cat-like brown eyes stared straight at the pure white under the steps, giving the priestess an unconcealable sense of aggression.