Xu Yingzhen transmigrates into a xianxia novel as the wicked female lead. The moment she opens her eyes, she finds a bloodied whip in her hand.
A frail boy kneels in the snow, his white clothes stained with blood. His face is pale as paper, and he looks so delicate he might blow away with the next gust of wind.
Crack! Xu Yingzhen’s heart breaks.
He Yinchuan, the pitiful boy being bullied by everyone right now, will turn into the great villain who falls to demonic ways and lays waste to the world!
And she beats and berates him at every turn, tortures him in every way, and gouges out his spiritual root as soon as he shows his talent.
Xu Yingzhen shrinks like a quail. “If I say I’m sorry, will you tell me it’s okay...?”
*
As if things weren’t bad enough, Xu Yingzhen gets bound to a system and is forced to follow the original plot.
[Dear Host, please insult him with vicious words!]
He Yinchuan practices swordsmanship day and night. Xu Yingzhen suddenly appears and yells, “You’re working so hard, are you trying to kill yourself?!”
He Yinchuan is walking down the road. Xu Yingzhen points at him and sneers, “What kind of little cookie are you? You think you can walk in front of me?”
Xu Yingzhen swears she’s insulting him. She really is!
[Dear Host, please poison him. Remember, it should be a poison that leaves him barely alive!]
The System has learned its lesson and added a very precise requirement.
“Got it.” Xu Yingzhen understands and immediately coats every inch of an apple with Heartbreak Powder, leaving no spot untouched.
The System nods in satisfaction, only to hear her say, “Hey, let me peel that for you.”
[Host, choose between gouging out his spiritual root and being erased.]
This time, Xu Yingzhen picks up a knife and raises the blade. The person who should be sound asleep suddenly opens his eyes.
Xu Yingzhen stumbles backward in fright, but he grabs her wrist.
A smile plays at the corner of He Yinchuan’s mouth. His icy fingertips brush her skin, making her shiver.
The tip of the knife rests against his chest, moving downward inch by inch.
“Zhenzhen, stab lower.” He Yinchuan controls her hand, his voice tinged with madness. “I’ll give you anything you want...”
*
He Yinchuan met someone in the darkness. He hid his shadowy side, vanquished demons and evil, and protected the people, all so he could stand by her side.
Everyone knew He Yinchuan of the immortal sect was a gifted young prodigy, devoted to the Dao. His gaze was like a thousand-year-old frozen pool, never rippling.
But later, they saw him standing in the snow, gaunt and withered, holding a woman who had already breathed her last. His chest was stained with blood, and his spiritual root was gone.
That day, clouds veiled the sun and heaven and earth changed color. In full view of everyone, the aloof immortal fell into demonic ways.
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