The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

Looking at An Su's shocked gaze, the Chaotic Elevator announced proudly,

"So I sent him a forbidden book!"

"Boys of this age will absolutely go wild with joy, then they open the door to a new era, become corrupted by the book, and spend all day immersed in lust, wasting their youthful years and dissipating their will and spirit, until both their bodies and souls are hollow--the perfect state for possession!"

Just like when the Chaos Escalator was fifteen years old, always thinking about becoming dark and putting on airs,

at fifteen, Brother Elevator was constantly thinking about titillating things.

What he understands for himself, An Su will surely like titillating things.

"I can guarantee that he's definitely looking forward to the next volume!"

So that little imperial uncle book that socially killed me was sent by you, kid.

An Su stared at the Chaotic Elevator's proud demeanor, pondering whether to sacrifice this thing right now.

The Chaotic Elevator could feel the warm admiration from Brother Escalator, whose shadow even stretched out a hand, giving a thumbs-up.

How did the Shadow of Brother Escalator come about?

An Su realized deeply that not a single one in the Mysticism of Chaos was reliable; they were all eccentrics with bizarre imaginations. He sighed softly, glanced at his watch, and noting there were three minutes left, he urged the coachman to go faster.

"We're almost there, just hitching a ride with a favorable wind carriage." The coachman's uncle's face was full of a simple smile.

Hitch a ride?

An Su, utterly astonished, saw the Alchemical Carriage make a detour and slowly come to a stop.

A youth wrapped in a hooded cloak entered, with long light green hair and a face delicate as a girl's. As soon as he got on the carriage, he hurriedly said to the coachman,

"Master, to Crow Alley, please hurry—I'm going to catch cheating lovers, my girlfriend and her wild man have a date in Crow Alley!"

All these Mixed Cult members are defying the heavens, An Su recognized at a glance that this guy was Chaos Escalator.

They all like to arrive just in time, huh?

The excuses they fabricate are each more outrageous than the last.

The coachman uncle looked at Chaos Escalator and the Chaotic Elevator, his expression becoming ever so colorful, his eyes revealing the gossip-hungry look unique to middle-aged and older people, "Is your girlfriend the same one...?"

This ethical drama can't go on, An Su urged the uncle to stop caring about the gossip and drive quickly; the consequences of being late would be very severe.

With the delay in picking up and dropping off people, only one minute was left,

The uncle started accelerating the magic-powered train, and out of curiosity asked, "How severe can the consequences be?"

"If I can't catch the train, my boss will scold me to death." An Su thought for a moment, "She's a very fierce and frightening woman."

The Elf is the Holy Maiden of the Esoteric Religion, definitely very fierce.

"And me, if I'm late, my girlfriend will also scold me to death." The Chaotic Elevator shamelessly fantasized, having had a crush on the Chaotic Saintess Ael for a long time.

A man remains a boy until death, and even though he's now twenty, his head is still filled with titillating thoughts.

"If I'm late, my wife will be defiled by other men! Then I would become darkened." Chaos Escalator was even more fanciful than the Chaotic Elevator.

"I see."

Perhaps grasping the urgency of the situation, the coachman uncle harnessed magic power, and the speed of the alchemic giant horse surged, reaching Crow Alley at a stunning pace, just on time.

But Crow Alley was drizzling, and the alley was empty.

It seems they were the first to arrive.

"Got anxious for nothing, the Chaotic Saintess hasn't arrived yet."

An Su felt increasingly uncomfortable, lacking the satisfaction of arriving just in time, "Truly a bad woman with no sense of punctuality."

Here I am, but the teacher hasn't arrived; had I known, I'd have slept in a bit longer.

"Who says I didn't arrive."

A pleasant voice came from the front seat of the carriage, the Chaos Escalator was shocked; he had clearly interfered with the information reaching the coachman, who should only hear content filtered of esoteric religion information.

"Hello there."

The coachman uncle turned around, his head twisting and transforming continually, finally falling to the ground, rolling in front of the three men.

A creepy presence extracted itself from the coachman's body, its eyes slowly opening.

As if fiery red flowers bloomed within her pupils, her hair also gradually turned deep red, presenting the staggeringly beautiful yet eerie woman in front of the three men, her bare feet standing in a pool of blood.

Staggeringly beautiful yet eerie.

The Chaotic Saintess extracted herself from the possessed coachman's body. She stretched languorously, a seductive smile curving her lips, her gaze fixed on An Su and the others,

"What, you're not talking anymore?"

Her crimson eyes swept past the three and finally settled on An Su,

"Go on, tell me, what kind of woman am I?"

Down right there, An Su thought to himself; she also likes to swindle the underage.