After the Demon Lord was Reborn, She Switched to a Master-Disciple Romance Script - Chapter 2
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System: “……”
Being called a fool by her own chosen host, the System felt utterly wronged.
Trembling with indignation, it stammered, “Dear, so you’ve started a new account and are trying again?”
The System mimicked the accent of customer service representatives it had encountered while drifting through Zhu Jiyun’s world, hoping to soften her heart.
Zhu Jiyun did falter for a moment, momentarily lost in thought.
But in the next instant, she regained her composure and calmly asked, “Then can you send me back to the modern world?”
The System hesitated. “No, I can’t.”
Zhu Jiyun showed no disappointment.
Truth be told, she had already abandoned all hope the moment she asked the question.
Her expression returned to its usual calm as she leaned back against the gray pillow. The merciless mockery from moments ago seemed like an anomaly, her demeanor now relaxed and composed. She leisurely countered, “I highly doubt your System employees receive any pre-employment training.”
The System let out a startled “Ah!” “Host, dear, do you have any questions?”
Zhu Jiyun’s thick, raven-black lashes flickered twice. Though she couldn’t see the System that kept urging her to follow the female supporting character’s revenge arc and seduce the male leads and supporting characters, she knew it was listening intently to her questions.
Her voice was calm, even tinged with the weakness of lingering internal injuries, yet the sharp edge of her words cut like a honed blade, sending shivers down the System’s digital spine.
“Don’t you systems even do background checks before binding hosts?”
“Unlucky for you, you bound a lesbian.”
“And you actually expected a lesbian to conquer men?”
No matter how dazzling or alluring the System’s grand vision might be, or how dazzling and unparalleled the male leads and supporting characters were, Zhu Jiyun remained unmoved.
How could you possibly expect someone who loves women to conquer so-called men?
How utterly ridiculous!
A complete joke!
Especially since her mortal enemy was among them.
Zhu Jiyun’s body might be injured, but her mind was still sharp. There was no chance she would obediently accept and carry out this conquest mission.
Zhu Jiyun enjoyed the longest period of solitude and silence since the System’s manifestation.
After a long while, just as she had adjusted her resting position, she heard a glitching sound from the System, as if it had frozen.
A faint smile tugged at Zhu Jiyun’s lips. She pulled the blanket over herself, feigning sleep, and remained silent.
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When Zhu Jiyun woke up, she immediately felt that her injuries had improved.
The shocking scars covering her body were all wounds sustained during the Immortal-Demon War.
Zhu Jiyun suspected that although she had been reborn, for some unknown reason, the injuries she had suffered at the moment of her death in her previous life had been transferred to this brand-new body. This explained why Ji Nianyan and Granny Zeng had been so worried she wouldn’t survive.
She lifted her arm and examined the bandaged limb. Though she couldn’t see the wounds beneath the wrappings, Zhu Jiyun could feel the raw, bone-deep injuries itching, tingling, and throbbing as tender new flesh grew beneath.
It seemed that as her Spiritual Power and Cultivation Realm plummeted to mortal levels, her injuries were healing at an extraordinary rate.
Both reductions had restored her to the state of a mortal body before she had ever cultivated.
Zhu Jiyun pondered this, her thoughts drifting. The System remained silent, and she guessed the unreliable entity had retreated to some corner to sulk.
She didn’t mind. After waking, her brain, which had been numb with pain, now felt clearer than ever.
Zhu Jiyun methodically reviewed her current situation from beginning to end.
Among the Six Realms, all but the legendary God Realm, said to be ascended to after cultivation, were interconnected. The Human Realm was harmless, the Monster Realm lay dormant, the Netherworld remained silent, and the Demon Realm thirsted for blood and slaughter, locked in eternal conflict with the Cultivation World, the highest-ranking realm. During the reign of the previous Demon Lord, Wu Hongye, the Demon Realm, from its highest echelons to its lowest depths, seethed with ambition, yearning to overthrow the Cultivation World and unify the Six Realms under demonic rule.
Later, Wu Hongye clashed in a desolate battle at Kangtuo with Xun Juexue, Dao Lord Qingwu, renowned as the foremost immortal of the Six Realms. Legend claimed that the Tribulation Crossing Stage Demon Lord Wu Hongye was slain by the Integration Stage Dao Lord Qingwu, who transcended realms to strike him down with his sword, scattering his soul and spirit. At the time, Zhu Jiyun was merely a diligent disciple focused on her cultivation. Upon hearing of this momentous event, she briefly admired the unparalleled prowess of the Cultivation World’s foremost figure before quickly regaining her composure, fretting over how to prepare for the next day’s alchemy lesson.
Yet none could have foreseen that a century later, another Demon Lord would meet their demise within the Kangtuo region.
However, the one who vanquished her was not the once-unrivaled Dao Lord Qingwu, but Ji Chengyu, Lord Rongyan, a rising star in the Cultivation World who, like the Demon Lord herself, had reached the Spirit Severing Stage.
All of Zhu Jiyun’s scars were gifts from Ji Chengyu.
Recalling Ji Chengyu’s hypocritical face, Zhu Jiyun, who had died at the hands of her sworn enemy, closed her eyes in disgust. She regulated her inner breath, waiting for her mind to stabilize before continuing to gather and organize her thoughts.
Her mortal enemy, Ji Chengyu, was none other than the Male Lead the System had mentioned.
It was only after her rebirth that Zhu Jiyun gradually awakened memories from her previous life, discovering that the world she had transmigrated into was actually a book—one she had half-read out of boredom before her transmigration.
The story followed the Female Lead and the exceptionally talented Male Lead as they met, fell in love, overcame trials and tribulations on their destined path to perfect romance, and ultimately achieved a happy ending.
The narrative was filled with excellent male supporting characters who were infatuated with the genuine and lovable Female Lead, as well as brilliant yet malicious female supporting characters who schemed relentlessly to win the Male Lead’s affection. Without these characters to highlight the Male Lead and Female Lead’s charm, how could the author have sustained a plot spanning hundreds of thousands of words?
Unfortunately, Zhu Jiyun had transmigrated into the role of one of these malicious female supporting characters—the kind whose purpose was to catalyze the Male Lead and Female Lead’s romantic progress.
Regrettably, in her previous life, she had no memories of her life before transmigration. Like any newborn infant, she had grown up ordinarily in the mortal realm, living a mundane existence. The only extraordinary event in her life had been the discovery of her Spiritual Root on Liulan Mountain. After her Spirit Awakening, she had abandoned all worldly ties and embarked on the path of cultivation.
Even so, Zhu Jiyun asked herself if her past self had ever shown the slightest interest in the Male Lead. She couldn’t understand why she still couldn’t escape her destined death.
After much deliberation, meticulously unraveling the threads of her past life, Zhu Jiyun could only conclude that Ji Chengyu truly deserved to be the Child of Destiny favored by the Heavenly Dao. The power of the plot lay in its absolute decree: if fate had decreed your death, you had no choice but to obey. Even if you devoted all your efforts to resisting, you could only barely delay the inevitable by a moment.
How utterly absurd.
Zhu Jiyun couldn’t help but laugh, her eyes betraying no trace of resentment or dissatisfaction.
Startled awake by her laughter, the System glanced at the scene. Curiosity overriding its earlier withdrawal, it asked, “Dear, what are you laughing at?”
Zhu Jiyun replied, “In my past life, though my path was severed and my spirit extinguished, my end didn’t align with the death foretold by fate. Isn’t that something to rejoice over?”
This meant that all the blood and tears she had shed had not been in vain.
The System paused, recalling the fleeting glimpse it had caught of her past life, and couldn’t help but feel a profound sense of awe.
Its host is truly remarkable!
Someone this capable would have no trouble, even if they were a so-called “Lesbian” treating the Male Lead and Male Supporting Characters like targets to be conquered as part of a mission!
With this thought, the System regained its composure. The self-reproach and regret for failing to conduct background checks vanished like smoke.
We’ve learned our lesson this time. Next time, we’ll remember!
The System emitted applause sound effects. “Exactly! Host, you’re amazing! If we persist in our mission, we’ll definitely escape the death ending and usher in a glorious future!”
Zhu Jiyun remained silent.
Seeing the System’s tactlessness, Zhu Jiyun didn’t respond directly. Instead, she said, “How could I possibly contend with the Child of Destiny, favored by the Heavenly Dao? It’s destined to fail.”
The System: “Exactly! That’s why we need to transform their hostility into love! Make them all fall for you, live and die for you, and ensure they can never escape your grasp! Then you can dispose of them however you please!”
Zhu Jiyun smiled faintly. “So, let’s just be a lazy bum and completely give up. Since death is inevitable, I might as well enjoy these last hundred years of happiness before it comes.”
System: “Right, right… a salted fish? Just lazing around?”
The System was dumbfounded. “Dear, you’re not doing any more missions?”
Zhu Jiyun replied softly, “If I’m going to be a salted fish, why bother with missions or men? Let the world flood—it’s all irrelevant to a lazy salted fish.”
Having spent her previous life as a workaholic after transmigrating into this novel, Zhu Jiyun had finally realized: since the Child of the Heavenly Dao is destined to be invincible, why not just become a salted fish and completely slack off?
The System stared at the woman before it, who had achieved such profound enlightenment. Its internal programming was so panicked it was practically glitching out!
Th-th-this… The training manual never mentioned what to do with a subject like this!
Isn’t it said that no woman can resist the allure of being doted on by a charismatic man?
Why? Why? Why did the first host I’m assigned to after joining the workforce have to be so… unique?!
Zhu Jiyun remarked with amusement, “Oh, you guys have a training manual too?”
The System snapped back to attention, replying with a hint of guilt, “Of course we do.”
Zhu Jiyun didn’t say anything, but her gaze clearly conveyed: Is that all? With a training manual, you still manage to mess up the job this badly?
No background check done, and you’re two centuries late.
Hmph.
Out of Zhu Jiyun’s sight, the System practically blushed crimson.
How ironic! How mocking!
It was on the verge of glitching out again.
Damn it! Waaah!
Zhu Jiyun spoke again, “By the way, stop trying to mimic modern customer service reps. You’re not as cute as they are, and you’ll never pull it off.”
She added, “It’s like Dong Shi imitating Xi Shi—just laughable.”
Thump—
The System took another critical hit.
This time, it didn’t even dare to cry loudly, fearing Zhu Jiyun’s further disdain. It could only sob silently into its own database.
Zhu Jiyun couldn’t care less about the System’s emotional distress. No matter how well the System packaged its words, it couldn’t hide its true nature: forced transactions.
Who could guarantee she even wanted to be reborn?
If she couldn’t return to the modern world, reliving her life in this alien world would be meaningless.
And from the System’s implications, it was clear she could never go back.
Zhu Jiyun lifted her chin, concealing the fleeting shadow in her eyes.