After Redeeming The Beautiful and Tragic Heroine [Transmigration] - Chapter 26

Her hand was suddenly seized.

Yu Yuan froze completely, her eyes mechanically sweeping backward.

“M-Master,” Yu Yuan met Xue Qingshu’s eyes. “W-What are you doing here?”

She hadn’t expected “Immortal Lord Wen Ti” (Xue Qingshu in disguise) to appear at this moment.

By all accounts, her Master should still be discussing the Sleepless City situation with Yu Qinzhong.

Confused, Yu Yuan silently avoided Xue Qingshu’s gaze, frantically searching her mind for a good enough excuse to put off the person who had just caught her red-handed.

Yet, after racking her brain, she couldn’t utter a single word. Her head felt increasingly heavy and slowly drooped lower and lower.

Yu Yuan started to shrink toward the floor.

Seeing this, Xue Qingshu let go of Yu Yuan’s hand, but just as the girl was about to slide onto the ground, she grabbed her by the scruff of her neck and hoisted her back up.

“A’Yuan, I think I should be asking you what you’re doing here,” Xue Qingshu stared directly into Yu Yuan’s eyes. “I recall that, except for the Sect Master and the Elders, disciples aren’t allowed into the Demon Prison Pavilion.”

Yu Yuan: …

She was speechless, her mind a tangled mess of confusion.

Xue Qingshu watched her for a long time. Seeing her silence, she asked again: “A’Yuan, why did you come here?”

Yu Yuan: ……………

I don’t want to say!

But at this point, she knew there was no escaping this predicament.

So, after a rapid-fire brainstorming session, she stuttered: “M-Master, if I said I was just curious, would you believe me?”

Xue Qingshu: *. *

She froze at the answer, then quickly let out a self-deprecating laugh: “Do you think it’s possible that I would?”

Yu Yuan pursed her lips: Of course, it’s not possible.

But what else could she answer?!

[Reply: I came to the Demon Prison Pavilion to expose your alter ego?]

If she really answered that way, Yu Yuan figured the one locked behind that iron door might no longer be Immortal Lord Wen Ti, but her instead.

She muttered inwardly, then suddenly seemed to remember something and quickly checked herself.

The Invisibility Cloak was still on her.

Yu Yuan: ?!

She can see me!

Yu Yuan was shocked for a moment, then urgently connected with her System’s telepathy: “System, what’s going on? How did the Invisibility Cloak—”

She didn’t get to finish her question.

Xue Qingshu reached out and flipped back the hood of the Invisibility Cloak. “How many people do you think this thing can hide you from?”

Yu Yuan: …

The System’s original words were: Once worn, even the most powerful cultivators in the cultivation world would be unable to detect her presence.

But now, it seemed like blatant product fraud!

Yu Yuan grumbled internally, then suddenly recalled the two strange gusts of wind that had appeared when she went to the Sleepless City, and a suspicion arose in her mind:

“Master, when I went to the Sleepless City, was that you also….”

“It was me.”

Xue Qingshu admitted it readily.

Yu Yuan: …

Many things suddenly became clear.

Xue Qingshu asked again: “You still haven’t answered me: why did you come to the Demon Prison Pavilion?”

She took a step closer to Yu Yuan.

Yu Yuan instinctively looked up, met Xue Qingshu’s gaze, and her breath hitched. She quickly retreated a step until her back was pressed against the wall.

“I-I was just curious. Truly,” Yu Yuan continued to insist.

Xue Qingshu narrowed her eyes, remaining silent for a while. Then, she raised her hand and brushed it over Yu Yuan’s eye, letting it rest finally on the tear mole at the corner of her eye.

“Can you see now?” she asked, completely out of the blue.

Yu Yuan was taken aback and nodded reflexively, “I can see.”

Xue Qingshu looked pensive: “It’s better when you can’t see. When you can’t see, you’re obedient.”

Yu Yuan: …

Did you just hear what you said?!

A monster. Utterly monstrous.

Yu Yuan had a reasonable suspicion that Xue Qingshu’s hand was near her eye because she wanted to pluck her eyeballs out.

Wait, plucking eyeballs!

Yu Yuan gasped, quickly grabbing Xue Qingshu’s hand, and played nice: “Master, the clearer your disciple can see, the more obedient I will be.”

Xue Qingshu gave a meaningful “Oh?” and asked: “Is that so?”

Yu Yuan nodded emphatically: “It is.”

Xue Qingshu smiled: “Then tell your Master why you came here.”

Yu Yuan: …

So, there’s no getting around this topic, is there?

She fell silent.

Xue Qingshu deliberately moved one step closer, answering for her: “You want to save her? Isn’t that right?”

Yu Yuan: …

She did not refute it.

Xue Qingshu continued: “She is merely a humble, low-born Phantom Demon. She is not worth this effort. You are the Young Sect Master of the Miaoyin Sect; how can she—”

—be worthy of you.

Xue Qingshu didn’t finish. Yu Yuan interrupted her abruptly, her expression serious.

“Master, do you really believe she is humble and low-born?”

Yu Yuan didn’t want Xue Qingshu to belittle herself.

“Master, who told you that she is humble? And who told you that she is low-born?”

As Yu Yuan asked, an answer suddenly dawned on her.

That’s right.

Having lived under the sun for too long, she had almost forgotten that the Xue Qingshu of the original novel had never truly touched a ray of light.

In the novel, many people had told Xue Qingshu: “You are just a humble, low-born Phantom Demon.”

They looked down on her, mocked her, bullied her, and treated her with utter disdain.

But Yu Yuan also distinctly remembered that in the novel, Xue Qingshu clearly did not care about those things.

So, why would she use the words “humble and low-born” now? Why would she use those words to evaluate herself?

What exactly had she been through?

Or rather, what kind of person was the original Xue Qingshu, truly?

Yu Yuan stared at Xue Qingshu, her heart searching for an answer.

Xue Qingshu offered no reply.

The atmosphere between them remained cold. Suddenly, Xue Qingshu pivoted her foot toward the corridor, and a blade of light flew out from her sleeve.

“Who is there? Come out,” a hint of killing intent flashed in her eyes.

The corridor gave no response.

Yu Yuan followed the direction of Xue Qingshu’s gaze toward the almost pitch-black corridor. She instinctively hid behind her and muttered to herself, “Is the Demon Prison Pavilion this lively?”

She didn’t know.

And she didn’t have time to figure out the question.

Because a person stepped out of the gloomy corridor and into her line of sight.

The person was draped in a black robe, and their face was completely obscured by the hood, making their true appearance invisible.

In their hand, they twirled a particularly eye-catching, dark green jade glass pen, a sight that was hard to forget.

As Yu Yuan watched him, her heart inexplicably felt like it was seized by a hand, leaving her breathless.

This person gave her a profound sense of unease.

She tugged at the corner of Xue Qingshu’s robe, instinctively wanting them both to run away immediately.

But how could that person give them the chance?

He looked at the two people standing in front of the iron door, his lips curling into a slight smile as he spoke six words: “Enjoy yourselves, you two.”

With that, he raised his hand and released the jade glass pen.

The pen hit the floor, a formation appeared, and the person vanished into it.

Simultaneously, the formation’s color instantly changed to a dark red. Then, its scope expanded in a flash, forcing Yu Yuan and Xue Qingshu to stand within it.

“M-Master, let’s use the Space Shrinking Step and get out quickly!” Yu Yuan’s heart pounded like a drum.

Xue Qingshu lowered her gaze, looking at their feet, which were slightly sinking into the ground. She shook her head. “We can’t leave.”

As soon as she spoke, the entire fifteenth floor began to tremble violently.

Down the corridor, the partially open iron doors slammed against the walls, clanging and violently rattling.

Behind them, inside the iron door, the chains restraining Immortal Lord Wen Ti also shook non-stop, creating an incessant, ringing sound.

Furthermore, cracks suddenly appeared in the perfectly intact floor beneath their feet, climbing the walls at a terrifying speed and tearing apart everything in sight.

Seeing this, Yu Yuan tightened her grip on Xue Qingshu’s sleeve. “Is the Demon Prison Pavilion about to collapse?”

She looked around her in panicked confusion.

Xue Qingshu sensed Yu Yuan’s anxiety. She reached out, took the hand clutching her sleeve, and reassured her: “The Demon Prison Pavilion won’t collapse. The Soul Annihilation Array has been activated.”

“Soul Annihilation Array?” Yu Yuan had never heard of it.

Xue Qingshu explained: “It is the Demon Prison Pavilion’s secret array. It activates whenever someone unauthorized breaks into the Pavilion.”

Hearing this, Yu Yuan quickly settled on the worst-case scenario.

“Are we going to die?” she asked Xue Qingshu.

Xue Qingshu turned her head to look at Yu Yuan. “No.”

As her voice faded, the ground beneath their feet suddenly gave way, and they plunged into a bottomless abyss.

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