Ying Yunzhao transmigrates into the world of cultivation. The System tells her, “The villain in this world is planning to destroy it. You’re one of the mortal orphans he adopted at the orphanage he runs in the mortal realm. Your mission is to save the world and the villain...”
Ying Yunzhao confidently replies, “Leave it to me.”
Within a month, she eats her fill, beats everyone in the city, and catches the orphanage’s manager’s attention. After checking her aptitude, he excitedly reports to the Sword Venerable of Beiyuan.
“Immortal Venerable, this girl has a rare, utterly pure cultivation physique! She reached the second level of Qi Drawing entirely on her own. However... she also smashed all the nearby buildings while fighting.”
Yan Mingxiao thinks to himself, “With talent like this, a little impulsiveness is no big deal. If I take her as my disciple and give her plenty of training, she could become one of my most trusted disciples.”
Sure enough, after Yan Mingxiao takes Ying Yunzhao as his disciple, she establishes her foundation in a year and forms her golden core in three. Her gifts even surpass those of the Venerable of Beiyuan in his prime.
Amid the envious gazes of countless sect elders, Yan Mingxiao slowly closes his eyes and recalls all the things Ying Yunzhao has done since joining the sect.
He tells her to look after the spirit insects. Ying Yunzhao raises the pests, roasts the spirit insects for snacks, then brings some over for him to try.
He tells her to keep the puppets in line. Ying Yunzhao turns them into lunatics. One runs away from the sect, destroying all his carefully laid plans on its way out.
Looking at his disciple’s clear, guileless eyes, Yan Mingxiao’s hand trembles as he massages his temples. Only then does he realize that the words “trusted disciple” he’d once had in mind should actually have been followed by “and a major liability.”
After much soul-searching, Yan Mingxiao finally decides to let Ying Yunzhao stay quietly at the sect.
Then Ying Yunzhao breaks through his restrictions, drains the spirit veins from the formation he painstakingly set up across the sect, and digs up the remaining scraps of spirit-vein stone to present to him like a treasure.
That brings the memories to an end, because...
“Master, Master, I’m bored. Give me a mission!”
Yan Mingxiao watches his genius disciple casually break through the restrictions he struggled to put in place and come and go from his cave dwelling as if it were her own. He closes his eyes in despair, but dares not keep them shut for long. If he takes his eyes off her, she might carry off something else from his study.
“Yunzhao, stay where I can see you. Don’t take a single step away, and don’t do a single thing. All right?”
Later, the villain, driven half-deaf by all the noise, is forever surrounded by a faint air of death.
“Master, Master...”
He slowly closes his eyes, then suddenly lets go of the obsession he once clung to.
Forget trying to enlighten all living things. He can’t even teach his beloved disciple...
Yan Mingxiao smiles bitterly and says, slowly, “Yunzhao, stop calling. I’m here.”
Reader’s note: Before the heroine comes of age, the male and female leads have a purely innocent master-disciple relationship, with a bit of an age gap.
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After a car accident, Ji Xiahua wakes up in the hospital completely unharmed. But her grandmother, who should have died many years ago, is sitting at her bedside, weeping.
The old woman clutches her hand and keeps urging her.
“Xiaxia, promise Grandma you’ll take good care of Qingze. He’s good to you, so you have to treat him well too. Do you understand?”
Who is Qingze?
Suddenly, a ghost story novel surfaces in Ji Xiahua’s mind.
Xuan Qingze, the most powerful villain in the story, is a porcelain doll puppet who can take on all the pain and injuries of his contracted partner. But once the damage he absorbs reaches a certain threshold, the partner dies suddenly, and the puppet starts attacking people indiscriminately.
And she is the minor character who was bound to Xuan Qingze as a child. Too unlucky to even remember the villain’s existence, she dies suddenly from a string of car accidents and overtime shifts, ultimately causing the villain to lose control completely and wipe out the entire protagonist group.
Ji Xiahua: ...She thinks there may still be time to save this.
But after searching high and low, she can’t find the villain. Exhausted, Ji Xiahua nearly falls asleep, only to feel colder and colder.
When she opens her eyes, a tall, straight figure in white is sitting beside her bed, a white cloth draped over its head.
Beneath the white clothes, the man’s hands are pale and smooth as porcelain. Streaks of vivid red wounds slowly spread across his skin, horrifying to behold.
His icy fingertips slowly write a bright red word in her palm.
“Pain.”
Ji Xiahua grabs his hand and asks with utter sincerity,
“Hey, where does it hurt? Do you need me to kowtow to you and burn incense and paper money? If there’s anything I can do, you have to tell me.”
Xuan Qingze slowly takes hold of her hand and firmly presses one corner of the white cloth covering his head into it.
Ji Xiahua: ?
She hesitantly asks, “Do you want me to lift your, your veil?”
Xuan Qingze: ?
Later, when the protagonist group regains their memories, they stare at the docile villain behind Ji Xiahua as if they’ve seen a ghost.
“Boss, what do you mean, you and Xuan Qingze are together? So the world’s at peace now?”]
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