Chapter 663: Lu Xiu and Order Coexist Within Lu Xiu

Chapter 663 Lu Xiu and Order Coexisting Within Lu Xiu's Body

Wu Yue abruptly jerked her hand away from Lu Xiu, but Lu Xiu chased after her, stopping in front of her.

"I've said it before, I mean it—I'll return the Psychic Core to you."

Wu Yue sneered, "Do you think I don’t know what you’re planning? Would you really send me back to the human world?

Once you get the Psychic Core, you’ll alter my memories again.

Don’t even think about it. You won’t control me!"

Lu Xiu cut Wu Yue off. "You don’t want to be controlled by me, but you’re willing to be controlled by Shen Que?

Are you really content staying trapped in a room every day? Wu Yue!

You should be receiving homage from all ghosts in the Order Realm, not become Shen Que’s exclusive possession!"

Hearing the term "exclusive possession," Wu Yue’s expression shifted noticeably for a moment.

Damn... What kind of books has Lu Xiu been reading? What cringey, outdated romance novel lingo from the '80s is this?

It made her so embarrassed her scalp crawled. If he kept throwing this cringe at her, she was going to walk out on this nonsense!!

If Shen Que heard this, he’d get off on this...

Feeling the warm, tingling sensation from the mark, Wu Yue’s face remained expressionless. He was definitely getting off on this.

Furious and humiliated, Wu Yue’s eyes reddened as she shoved Lu Xiu back hard, pointing at him viciously. "Shut your trap!"

Don’t let her hear any more embarrassing words!!

Lu Xiu felt a jolt go through him under Wu Yue’s glare. His gaze lingered greedily on her reddened eyes—Wu Yue had never shown such an embarrassed expression toward him before.

She had always been hard, cold, and detached.

But now, she was flushed with humiliation because he had called her out right to her face.

Lu Xiu had thought he’d long given up on winning Wu Yue’s affection, but it turned out he hadn’t.

If there was even the slightest possibility, he still wanted to try.

Lu Xiu looked at Wu Yue. "I’ll restore the Psychic Core to your mind. It’s also time for your medical checkup."

Wu Yue glared fiercely. "What are you planning to do to my body now?"

Lu Xiu spoke earnestly. "Wu Yue, believe me, I want this child to survive more than anyone."

Wu Yue scoffed. "Right, you just want to save the child and discard the mother, to free yourself from my control once and for all.

Lu Xiu, haven’t you already succeeded? You even lifted the high-rise’s security measures to let monsters capture me.

You anticipated this possibility, but you did it anyway. Since you’re capable of it, you might as well rip the child from my womb right now!"

Under normal circumstances, Wu Yue’s words would have been a bluff to Lu Xiu.

But in this specific context, her words sounded to Lu Xiu more like the anger of a simp who had suddenly withdrawn their devotion.

She was furious that Lu Xiu no longer considered her safety, furious that he had used her and moved against her.

Wu Yue had always completely ignored him, but now she was angry with him.

Lu Xiu had a subtle sense that perhaps even Wu Yue herself hadn’t realized she had developed a habitual reliance on him. She derived pleasure from gaining emotional superiority over him through resistance.

After all, in the Order Realm these past six months, her life and death had hung by a thread he held.

He resented Shen Que’s control over Wu Yue, yet he himself was equally obsessed with the control that comes with being superior.

But in reality, Wu Yue wanted to be in the emotional superior position—she enjoyed being pampered!

This realization sent a thrilling shiver through Lu Xiu, convincing him he'd uncovered the truth about how to win Wu Yue over!

A person who had never known love would endlessly overinterpret and amplify even the slightest signal or hint, bursting forth with intense hope.

Wu Yue appeared to glare angrily at Lu Xiu, but in reality, she was discreetly observing him.

She was mildly surprised to discover that Lu Xiu’s two pupils showed entirely different emotions.

The left pupil had returned to a light gray, coldly and calmly scrutinizing her, like a sinister, slippery serpent rationally analyzing her words. Meanwhile, the right pupil was completely pitch-black, gazing at her with a frenzied excitement, radiating intense anticipation.

It seemed that Lu Xiu and Order truly coexisted within one body but had not yet fully merged.

Her probe complete, Wu Yue calmly stepped back and left without hesitation.

Given her usual attitude toward Lu Xiu, her earlier reaction could already be considered aggressive in her anger. But if she pushed further, it would seem calculated.

These hints were enough for Lu Xiu, who had strong feelings for her. If he didn’t follow her,

it would mean that, in the current situation, Order’s indifference outweighed Lu Xiu’s emotions.

But if he did follow, sensing Lu Xiu’s sudden approach and the encroaching, viscous dark matter around him,

Wu Yue abruptly retreated, her eyes filled with vigilance and defensiveness, yet inwardly she felt understanding and confidence.

Now, Lu Xiu’s emotions outweighed Order’s. Order had not yet consumed his intense feelings.

But his actions were already being guided by Order. He obeyed Order, and as he experienced its power, over time, he would completely discard his own emotions.

This time, by releasing the monster, Order was testing Lu Xiu’s attitude toward her and gradually devouring Lu Xiu’s emotions.

This was also the moment when Shen Que and the others arrived in the Order Realm, a time when Lu Xiu, who had been constantly on the back foot, was closest to turning the tables and bursting with hope.

At this critical juncture, with the situation about to reverse unpredictably, Wu Yue needed to push Lu Xiu while he still had emotions, letting him build his advantage and seize the Psychic Core to avoid a later explosion.

But how to sustain Lu Xiu’s emotions?

Stronger than love is hatred.

The hatred that comes from believing one has received love, only to be fooled, deceived, and mocked.

Only with enough hatred, enough intense emotion, could Lu Xiu completely devour Order within the depths of his heart, ensuring that Order, which sought to imprison everyone,

would vanish forever.

Out of the corner of her eye, Wu Yue saw Lu Xiu approaching. His movements were so fast that, to her current state, they were indistinguishable. Before she could even resist, Lu Xiu struck her with a hand chop from behind, knocking her unconscious.

Zhou Chuan stared in shock at Wu Yue, who had collapsed into Lu Xiu’s arms, and stammered,

"Order Chief, what are you doing?"

Thick, swirling dark matter clung to Lu Xiu's entire body, surging toward Wu Yue. The substance seemed to despise her, squeezing inward desperately as if trying to eliminate her, but Lu Xiu swept it all away.

Lu Xiu’s mismatched eyes—one gray, one black—both turned to Zhou Chuan, giving him an eerie sense of dissonance.

"Kill her."

"Prepare for surgery."

Two completely different voices, with entirely different tones, emerged simultaneously from Lu Xiu’s mouth. Even Zhou Chuan, who had been a ghost for decades, shivered uncontrollably.

Though Lu Xiu was only one person, Zhou Chuan could've sworn he saw two people: one cold, rational, and detached; the other exhilarated to the point of madness, as if welcoming a rebirth.

Zhou Chuan, "..." Oh my god!! Boss has dissociative identity disorder!!!

Zhou Chuan selectively ignored the radical personality that could cause the company to collapse entirely and cautiously asked, "Prepare for what surgery?"

Lu Xiu gazed lingeringly at Wu Yue and chuckled lightly.

"Of course, to examine Wu Yue’s body and confirm the baby’s health, then return the Psychic Core to her brain. At the same time, we’ll give her a new set of memories."

Zhou Chuan really wanted to advise Lu Xiu: Give it a rest, man. How many times do we have to go through this? You’ve failed so many times, wasted so many scripts—why can’t you just accept it’s not working?

Lu Xiu glanced over his shoulder. "Gather everyone from the Script Production Department. This time, I’ll write the script myself."

Considering Lu Xiu’s preference for those cringey 1980s CEO romance novels... Zhou Chuan’s eyes drifted, his heart felt deader than dead.

If he weren’t already long dead, he’d slash his own throat in protest.

Enough with the drama!! Pure love is all the rage now—pure love is invincible, ahhh!!

You’re definitely going to end up miserable!!