After the Second Playthrough, the CP-Less Female Lead Kneels and Begs Me for Forgiveness [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 1

“What! What did you say?!” Shao Xibei’s face was a mask of disbelief.

The system’s electronic voice, devoid of any emotional fluctuation, repeated once more: “All missions failed. Restarting.”

Shao Xibei’s complexion turned pale, then ashen. To her, restarting was a fate worse than death.

Only minutes ago, she had detached from the final world after being skewered into a sieve by ten thousand swords. She hadn’t expected to return to the system space only to hear such devastating news.

Shao Xibei glanced into the void. A strangely shaped metal fragment floated in mid-air—that was the cold, ruthless System.

“Lord System, you saw it too! It’s not that I wasn’t serious or didn’t work hard; it’s that those female leads have no hearts!” Shao Xibei wailed in grievance.

The system remained emotionless: “Throw her into the caterpillar pit.”

Shao Xibei’s brow twitched. A surge of fury rushed to her head—caterpillars again! Sob, sob… it threatens me with this every single time! After experiencing so many worlds, I’m not the person I used to be!

Shao Xibei plopped down on the ground and began to throw a tantrum, rolling around: “Ahhh! I don’t care! I’m not going to woo the female leads anymore! Every single time, I gave them my heart and soul, and what did they do? They literally tore out my heart and lungs! They’re more villainous than the actual villains! Just throw me in the caterpillar pit; I’d rather die than go back!”

The system fell silent for a long while before slowly speaking: “This time, you will not be wooing the female lead. You will be wooing the female lead’s rival. Regardless of whether you succeed in the romance, as long as you complete the plot points, it will count as a success. Once finished, you can be resurrected.”

Shao Xibei looked up into the void: “I don’t believe you.”

As she sat on the floor, Shao Xibei thought she heard a faint, helpless sigh. Such an emotional sigh definitely didn’t belong to the system.

Suddenly, her vision blurred, and a display screen appeared before her. As the images entered her eyes, a rush of chaotic memories surfaced in her mind.

The screen showed a little girl, about ten years old with small braided pigtails. She was laboring to wipe the face of someone lying in a hospital bed. Because she was short and her hands were small, it took her quite a while to finish.

Shao Xibei didn’t find it tedious; instead, she stared unblinkingly.

After the little girl finished, she leaned in, pressed her cheek against the patient’s, and whispered: “Sister, you have to get better soon. Don’t leave Lele behind.” Her voice was as heartbroken as could be.

Shao Xibei’s eyes instantly reddened. That’s right—she was dead. The only reason she was currently maintained in a vegetative state was because of the system.

The expensive medical bills were also being covered by the system. She had to come back to life; Lele was waiting for her.

As if reading her thoughts, the system’s cold voice rang in her ear: “You know you have no other choice.”

Shao Xibei reached out to virtually stroke the screen, then fiercely wiped her eyes. “Fine! Let’s do it! Keep my real-world memories sealed.”

When Shao Xibei opened her eyes again, she had already arrived in the mission world.

The memories of this world automatically filled her mind.

This was her very first mission world. It had been a long time, but she would never forget the sensation of having her heart carved out alive.

The system spoke in her mind: “Since the mission counts as complete regardless of romantic success, the favorability indicators have been turned off.”

Shao Xibei’s mind raced: “Does that mean I don’t have to be a ‘simping dog’ anymore?”

The system replied with two words: “Heh, heh.”

Oh-ho, I get it. I still have to be a simp.

[Ding! During the Sect’s Great Tournament, deliver healing medicine to Zhao Shuangbai. (Note: She must accept it; Time limit: 1 day). Reward: 1,000 units of real-world currency.]

The system added briefly: “Since this is a second run, the rewards are strictly monetary.”

Shao Xibei didn’t care. To her, cold hard cash was worth far more than anything else.

Rubbing her chin at the name ‘Zhao Shuangbai,’ she remembered her as the person in the original story who was constantly at odds with the female lead.

In her first run, her mission target was the female lead, Shen Yunyan.

The current timeline was the Sect’s Great Tournament. According to the original plot, this was when she was supposed to fall in love at first sight with Shen Yunyan, who was shining brilliantly on the stage.

But this time, she had to pick a different target for her “love at first sight.”

Shao Xibei straightened her clothes and headed toward the martial arts arena, sorting through the plot as she walked.

She suddenly thought of the system again. After binding with this so-called “Rogue System,” she had begun her career of chasing female leads—or rather, her career as a professional simp.

The Rogue System had no serial number; it just told her to call it “System.” It told her the mission was to romance “No-CP” (No Couple) female leads and distract them from their careers.

However, as expected of No-CP leads, they were entirely devoted to their grand ambitions. She had experienced it so many times she felt like vomiting.

Shao Xibei shook her head, focusing back on the story.

The female lead of this world was a ruthless person who cultivated the “Path of Many Emotions.” Her cultivation relied on the affection of others—the more people liked her and the purer their feelings, the faster she leveled up.

Later, when the rift to the Demon Realm opened and monsters plagued the world, Shen Yunyan led the immortal sects to exorcise the evil. Finally, she sealed the Demon Realm single-handedly. For this feat, the Heavenly Dao bestowed upon her the golden light of merit, and she ascended amidst the divine glow, leaving behind a legend.

However, Shao Xibei had died early and hadn’t seen it in person; she only saw the aftermath through the system’s recordings.

Suddenly: “Shao the Idiot! Stop right there!”

Shao Xibei halted. The troublemaker had arrived.

Same time, same place, same person.

Shao Xibei suddenly had a thought and asked in her mind: “Lord System, since this is a second run, can I change my persona a bit? Just a tiny, tiny bit?”

The system didn’t speak, but Shao Xibei knew it was a “yes.” Her Lord System usually rejected her immediately if something wasn’t allowed.

The original host of this body in this world was “slow-witted.”

She had only managed to enter the Qionghua Sect because her uncle was a Peak Master. But because she was mentally different and her uncle was often in seclusion for three to five years at a time, her life in the sect grew worse by the day.

She had gone from being a “free-loader” to being “free labor.”

Essentially, the original host was forced to do all the dirty and exhausting work.

In the original timeline, she had worked herself to death while her uncle was still in seclusion.

Of course, that was only the original plot line. The moment Shao Xibei transmigrated, fate had already shifted.

And this second time around, she intended to do things a bit differently.

Shao Xibei turned to look at the person who called her. It was a scrawny, rat-faced man wearing the uniform of an outer-sect disciple.

Seeing Shao Xibei’s expression look as dull and wooden as ever, the scrawny man convinced himself he must have been seeing things. From behind just a moment ago, her back had been straight, her steps calm and composed, carrying the air of someone from a prestigious family—nothing like a fool at all.

But looking at her face-to-face, wasn’t she just that same old “Shao the Idiot”?

With that thought, the man grew arrogant, pointing a finger at her. “Shao the Idiot, go weed the Broken Jade Grass for me.” He spoke as if it were a natural law.

Repeating a life can be incredibly tedious, so Shao Xibei had no intention of arguing. Her fingers moved slightly beneath her sleeves, and a wisp of spiritual energy silently drifted toward the back of the man’s head.

Shao Xibei was just about to strike when, unexpectedly, the scrawny man let out a sharp scream and collapsed unconscious to the ground.

This caught Shao Xibei completely off guard.

“Miss, I hope he didn’t frighten you. I was passing by and saw that this man looked like he was about to hit you.” The voice coming from nearby was incredibly pleasant, but to Shao Xibei’s ears, it made her scalp tingle with dread.

The owner of the voice approached and finally stood beside her.

“Has the young lady been frightened into a daze? Why are you standing so still?”

Shao Xibei maintained her dull expression and looked up at the person.

Willow-leaf brows, peach-blossom eyes, red lips, snow-white skin, a finely shaped nose, and a face like a hibiscus.

It was Shen Yunyan.

Shao Xibei’s face remained unchanged, but internally she was screaming at the system: “Sys! What’s going on?! Why is Shen Yunyan here? And what’s with that look in her eyes! It feels like she wants to eat me alive!”

Shen Yunyan looked at the person before her, unable to tear her gaze away for even a second.

Finally… I see you again.

The system’s voice was flat: “Don’t worry about it. She isn’t your target this time.”

Shao Xibei calmed down. True—this time, her target was Zhao Shuangbai.

“Tha… nk… you.” The original host’s “foolishness” lay in her inability to think complex thoughts, but she understood basic greetings.

It was like a person who knows $1 + 1 = 2$, but no matter how you teach them, they can’t calculate $1 + 2$. The original host knew some things shouldn’t be her responsibility, but she didn’t know how to resolve the situation.

Shen Yunyan’s expression was incredibly soft—Shao Xibei swore she had never seen such a gentle look on her face in her previous life.

Shen Yunyan asked, “Where do you plan to go next? I can walk with you.”

Shao Xibei fell silent, her long eyelashes drooping.

Shen Yunyan chuckled softly. “Alright, if you don’t want to say, I won’t ask. I’m heading to the martial arts arena next; if you’re interested, you can come and watch.”

Shao Xibei blinked and looked up, her bright dark eyes reflecting Shen Yunyan’s face. She tilted her head as if puzzled as to why this person was saying so much to her.

Shen Yunyan’s fingers twitched; she was desperately restraining the urge to pull the girl into her arms. “May I know your name?”

The moment she asked, the answer was already in her heart. Shao Xibei. My Ah-Xi.

The lover she had longed for for hundreds of years.

Just as Shao Xibei was debating whether to answer, another person arrived. “Yunyan! Why are you here? It’s almost your turn. Oh, who is this?”

The speaker was a young girl in a yellow dress, bright and cute. She hurried to Shen Yunyan’s side and spotted Shao Xibei, who was dressed in coarse hemp clothes with dirt smudged across her face.

The girl reached out to grab Shen Yunyan’s arm, but Shen Yunyan avoided it by pretending to adjust her clothes.

The girl didn’t mind, but she looked at Shao Xibei with dislike. “Yunyan, why are you standing with someone like this? She’s all filthy. Let’s hurry and go.”

For a split second, Shen Yunyan’s expression turned terrifyingly dark, but it instantly reverted to a smiling mask. She said, “Mingzhu, you shouldn’t say such things—”

“Ah, Yunyan, let’s just go to the arena! Second Senior Brother sent me a message; it’s almost my turn!”

Interrupted, Shen Yunyan sighed helplessly. “You…”

She turned back to Shao Xibei: “Miss, until we meet again.”

Shao Xibei nodded slowly. Watching the two walk away, she waited a long time before withdrawing her gaze. She whispered almost imperceptibly, “How very strange.”

“Twentieth Match: Shen Yunyan vs. Zhao Shuangbai!”

Shao Xibei arrived at the arena just in time for the showdown. When Zhao Shuangbai appeared, the roar of the crowd nearly shattered the sky.

“Ahhh! Eldest Senior Sister! I love you!”

“Eldest Senior Sister is too beautiful, sob sob.”

“Shen Yunyan is so unlucky. To run into the Eldest Senior Sister in the first round? She’ll be off the stage in minutes.”

“It’s a shame for the beauty Yunyan. If it were a normal disciple, she might have won.”

Seeing Shen Yunyan take the stage, everyone assumed she was destined to lose.

Listening from the back, Shao Xibei shook her head secretly. You guys are way too young.

She looked toward the stage.

Shen Yunyan was in red like fire; Zhao Shuangbai was in white like snow. Both were breathtakingly beautiful in different ways.

The arena was too crowded, so Shao Xibei stood at the very edge. If the stage hadn’t been so high, she probably would have seen nothing but heads.

She needed to figure out how to follow Zhao Shuangbai the moment she got injured to deliver the medicine.

In this tournament, everyone expected a landslide, but Shen Yunyan actually fought Zhao Shuangbai to a draw. Both were slightly injured, which provided Shao Xibei her opportunity.

Shen Yunyan was easy to approach because she maintained a “gentle” persona and rarely refused kindness. But Zhao Shuangbai was completely different—she was cold from the inside out, making it very difficult for strangers to get near her.

Shao Xibei knew very little about her. In her previous life, she had revolved entirely around Shen Yunyan; her knowledge of Zhao Shuangbai came only from the original “book.”

The woman was cold, proud, and cared only for her natal sword.

As the fighting began on stage, Shao Xibei, having seen it all before, had no interest in watching it again.

Following her distant memories, she headed toward the path Zhao Shuangbai was destined to take on her way back.

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