The Villain Who Cannot Be Redeemed

The villain Yin Changyan was captured and brought to trial.

Three thousand Nascent Soul cultivators escorted him to the execution ground, their swords ringing across the sky.

Wang Weiyi watched the end of the legendary figure from behind the jostling crowd.

His hands were bound in chains, his long fingernails pale. His ears were stuffed with thatch, his eyes sealed with red wax, and his mouth stuck shut with glutinous rice paste. The man who had nearly become a god was reduced to an ordinary mortal body.

The people of Mingyan Sect were delighted. "At last, we've caught him. Yin Changyan has confessed and will be executed. Now the clouds hanging over our sect will finally clear, and we can hold our heads high again."

Wang Weiyi asked, "What does this have to do with our sect?"

"You joined late, so it's normal you don't know. Yin Changyan used to be a disciple of Mingyan Sect. Then his wife died giving birth to twins, taking the last trace of his humanity with her. After that, he did nothing but evil."

Wang Weiyi saw a portrait of his wife. The woman was heavily pregnant, charming and radiant, with a smile in her eyes. She was so beautiful!

Yin Changyan turned his head toward them. The sun melted the red wax, which wound down the contours of his face like bloody tears.

A horrifying sight.

Wait, if the wax melted, wouldn't he be able to see again?!

Not one person from Mingyan Sect at the execution ground survived, including Wang Weiyi.

Tch. So much for being delighted. If only she'd known, she wouldn't have gone to watch and gotten herself killed.

...She could still complain, so maybe she wasn't dead!

Why was it pitch-black all around her? Had she been lying there until the middle of the night? Where was everyone from her sect? Being alone was kind of scary.

Wang Weiyi got up, delighted, completely unaware that there was a man lying on top of her.

Moonlight shone through the window. The man's face was exactly like that of Yin Changyan, the near-god she'd seen at the execution ground, only more youthful.

His pitch-black eyes reflected his wife's face.

She was surprised, and his wife was surprised too. When pain made her frown, his wife made the exact same expression.

Had she transmigrated?! Into the body of Yin Changyan's wife, the woman who had died giving birth to twins?!

If she was pregnant, wouldn't she be doomed to die?!

1. Lighthearted, sweet romance; HE

2022.10.05

My completed novel: "After Giving Up on the Male Lead, I Got Together with the Second Male Lead"

My upcoming novel: "I Stopped Chasing Him Halfway"

In the Cultivation Era, something called [White Cells] became all the rage throughout the cultivation world. [White Cells] brought increased cultivation, power and status, and endless wealth, but they were also a one-way road to a bottomless abyss of depravity.

The Cultivation Alliance classified [White Cells] as contraband. After two hundred years of strict regulations and forceful crackdowns, their rampant expansion was brought under control, driving them from the open into the underground.

The specially trained [White Daoists] were the only cultivators permitted to take action against and manage [White Cells]. They were powerful and level-headed, with the lofty aspiration of saving the world, but their closeness to the darkness made them increasingly cold and sensitive.

Han Lezhi had a crush on Han Juexiao, who belonged to the same clan and was thirteen years older than her. He was a young prodigy, spirited and dazzling, and his smile was especially warm.

For love, Han Lezhi studied hard and fought tooth and nail to get into the sect. He seemed cold and unfeeling, carrying a torch as he dealt with [White Cells] sites after the fighting.

Han Lezhi wanted to close the distance between them, so she studied and cultivated with all her heart, coming first in every subject. He betrayed the sect and fled, becoming a renegade cultivator who joined [White Cells] and preyed on the world.

Han Lezhi's heart deflated like a leaky sack. She was done chasing him. That very night, she had the misfortune to run into people from [White Cells].

The [White Cells] boss: "Judging by her sect uniform, she's your former junior sister."

"Han Juexiao, it's been ages since I had some fun. You want her, or shall I?"

"What a coincidence, she's a Han too. How about I let you have your former junior sister?"

Han Lezhi shifted her foot backward. She knew Han Juexiao wouldn't do something like that, and he already had someone he loved.

Han Juexiao let out a thin stream of smoke, tapped the ashes from his pipe, and the scarlet flame fell to the ground, turning cold and pale.

He pushed himself upright with one hand on his knee, then walked over, crushing the fragile ashes underfoot.

The second time Han Juexiao saw Han Wan, she was six months pregnant.

2022.12.25

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