After the Second Playthrough, the CP-Less Female Lead Kneels and Begs Me for Forgiveness [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 11
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- After the Second Playthrough, the CP-Less Female Lead Kneels and Begs Me for Forgiveness [Quick Transmigration]
- Chapter 11 - Eleven Second Lifetimes
Shen Yunyan stood not far away, watching the profile of the figure in the pool.
“Perhaps it is another illusion.”
Shao Xibei stood up from the water with a cold, expressionless face. Her curly hair and white dress were soaked through, making her look like a water sprite under the moonlight.
Unbeknownst to them, the moon had already risen high over the secret realm.
Shao Xibei’s gaze was indifferent.
It was a look Shen Yunyan had never seen before—as cold as ice and snow, piercing her heart until it was riddled with holes.
“It’s fake. Ah-Xi would never look at me like that.”
Never look at me like that?
If Shao Xibei remembered correctly, her contact with Shen Yunyan in this lifetime had been minimal; instead, it was Shen Yunyan who kept showing up everywhere like a piece of sticky candy.
Shao Xibei gazed at Shen Yunyan from head to toe, her eyes filled with a faint sense of contemplation.
“Shen Yunyan, do you still remember our past life?”
Shen Yunyan was in tatters. Her eyes looked as if they had been soaked in blood, turning a dark, bruised red. Her entire body was shrouded in a black mist that shared the same source as the Purple Leaf Forest, though the aura surrounding Shen Yunyan was even denser.
Finally, Shao Xibei’s gaze locked onto Shen Yunyan’s eyes. She spoke softly, “Do you remember the moment you carved out my heart? It really hurt so much.”
Shen Yunyan’s eyes flew open. She began to tremble violently, her legs moving forward uncontrollably in a chaotic stumble. She spoke hoarsely, “…Ah-Xi, have you—have you also come back? At that time, I only wanted… I only wanted us to be closer.”
“It was all that wretch’s fault for lying to me. Once I find him, I’ll skin him alive and tear his bones from his body.”
Damn. So that was why this Shen Yunyan was acting so strangely—it turned out she had memories of the previous life. And by the looks of it, she was still obsessed.
Shao Xibei rolled her eyes internally. To regret someone only after killing them; she felt this kind of person was simply a fool.
Shen Yunyan didn’t dare step any closer. Even though the person she yearned for was standing right there, an unprecedented sense of trepidation filled her heart.
She had an intuition that the person before her was real. Shen Yunyan didn’t have the capacity to wonder how Shao Xibei had entered this place, how she had reached the Golden Core stage, or why she appeared so normal. Her mind was entirely consumed by the figure in front of her, leaving room for nothing else.
She was afraid.
Afraid that Ah-Xi would blame her, afraid that Ah-Xi wouldn’t want her, and afraid that Ah-Xi was just a figment of her imagination.
People said that once one achieved immortality, mortal emotions and desires would gradually vanish. Yet, hers had not only remained but had intensified over the hundreds of years. Her feelings for Ah-Xi had long since become an obsession carved into her soul, one that could not be forgotten even through the cycles of reincarnation.
“Ah-Xi, blame me. Carve my heart out too, okay? Turn me into a Spirit Puppet, okay? I just want to be with you forever.”
Shen Yunyan’s expression was one of profound sorrow, her eyes filled with enough emotion to move anyone—anyone except Shao Xibei. In the face of Shen Yunyan, Shao Xibei had achieved a state of absolute rationality; she actually found Shen Yunyan’s sentimental display somewhat nauseating.
A faint smile touched the corners of Shao Xibei’s lips. “I won’t blame you.”
Shen Yunyan froze. She parted her lips as if to speak, but Shao Xibei’s next sentence cut her off.
“After all, from beginning to end, I have always found you disgusting. You are unworthy of any emotion I might feel for you.”
Those frigid words were colder than ice spikes from the polar lands. The chill spread from Shen Yunyan’s heart to her limbs, making her very soul tremble.
Flashbacks of their time together flooded her mind—scene after scene, a violent and surging tide of memories. Finally, the image settled on the face of the heartless Shao Xibei and that sentence: “Yunyan, it hurts so much.”
Shen Yunyan suddenly clutched her head and dropped to her knees before Shao Xibei. She gripped her hair tightly, her voice shaking.
“Ah-Xi… I was wrong. You can hate me or kill me, just please don’t look at me with those eyes. It hurts so much, it really hurts.”
“But it doesn’t compare to even one-ten-thousandth of your pain. Ah-Xi, how could I have lost you? Ah-Xi, come back to me, please.”
“Look, I’ll prove I mean what I say.” With that, Shen Yunyan abruptly drew a blade, preparing to plunge it into her own heart.
Shao Xibei’s heart jolted. Despite her loathing, she couldn’t help but use her demonic power to deflect the blade the moment it touched Shen Yunyan’s body. No matter how much she disliked someone, she could not simply stand by and watch a person commit suicide in front of her.
Shen Yunyan looked up, her eyes shining with surprise: “Ah-Xi, do you still have feelings for me?”
Shao Xibei remained expressionless: “If you want to die, do it far away from me.”
“Ah-Xi…”
Hearing this, Shen Yunyan lowered her head and kept repeating the name “Ah-Xi.” The black mist surrounding her began to churn, exuding an ominous aura.
Shao Xibei frowned. In fact, ever since she saw Shen Yunyan, she felt that her state was very wrong.
This person was usually very meticulous about her appearance and would never show up so disheveled in front of others. Her dress was torn, her hair was a mess, and there were small wounds on her face with beads of blood seeping out.
However, Shao Xibei was not afraid. After all, she had reached the early stage of the Golden Core realm, and her body was nearly recovered. She prepared herself for a fight, keeping her eyes fixed on Shen Yunyan’s every move.
Suddenly, Shen Yunyan snapped her head up. Her eyes were completely stained black, with no white visible at all, and a grotesque smile spread across her face.
She said: “You are not Ah-Xi! Ah-Xi would never say such things! You are a fake! A fake! You monster, get out of Ah-Xi’s body!!! Ah-Xi loves me the most!!!”
As Shen Yunyan spoke, she became more agitated, her face twisting in a distorted manner. She drew her life-bound weapon and charged directly at Shao Xibei.
Fortunately, Shao Xibei was prepared. She dodged the attack and retaliated by conjuring a wall of fire with her demonic power.
Shen Yunyan opened her fan, and sword-feathers condensed from spiritual energy shot out rapidly toward Shao Xibei.
With a cold expression, Shao Xibei raised her hand to trace a defensive formation, blocking the feathers.
Shen Yunyan laughed maniacally: “You really aren’t Ah-Xi. Ah-Xi doesn’t know these techniques! Why are you, a monster, occupying her body!!!”
She launched another attack.
“Madwoman,” Shao Xibei muttered as she dodged. She felt an urge to curse out loud; meeting this person truly never brought anything good!
The two fought to a stalemate, but ultimately, because Shao Xibei’s body was still too weak, she was struck by Shen Yunyan.
Shao Xibei spat out a large mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, clutching her chest. “Dammit, you idiot piece of trash!” She could no longer hold back her foul language.
[System! Increase the demonic power output! I’m going to kill her!!!]
The system did not respond. Shao Xibei’s mind went blank as her limbs were swiftly sealed by Shen Yunyan. Shen Yunyan’s fan was now pressed against her forehead.
Shen Yunyan hadn’t come out of the battle unscathed, but due to Shao Xibei’s physical condition, she had won.
Shen Yunyan looked down at the disheveled Shao Xibei with a smirk: “Monster, I must search your soul to find out why you’ve taken over Ah-Xi’s body.”
Shao Xibei’s eyes held no extra emotion—no fear of the impending soul-searching, no resentment, and no regret.
“Don’t look at me like that!!!” Shen Yunyan hated that fearless gaze.
Shao Xibei remained indifferent and spoke softly: “Shen Yunyan, you truly disgust me. I wonder why I ever took an interest in you back then.”
Shen Yunyan squeezed her eyes shut, her voice trembling: “…Don’t use Ah-Xi’s face to make that expression or say those words.”
Shao Xibei rolled her eyes without reservation. Anyway, her target for this mission was Zhao Shuangbai; this person had nothing to do with her.
Suddenly, a sharp sword-light streaked directly toward Shen Yunyan. Unable to dodge in time, a lock of Shen Yunyan’s hair was sliced off.
“Shen Yunyan, you have been corrupted by your inner demons.” A voice as cold as ice reached Shao Xibei’s ears, sounding like heavenly music.
Shao Xibei’s heart skipped a beat—Zhao Shuangbai had arrived! She immediately used demonic power to cover her face, instantly reverting to her plain, ordinary appearance.
[Thank goodness Bai-Bai is here, or I would have been beaten to death.]
Zhao Shuangbai’s brow had been furrowed since she first saw Shao Xibei, and the coldness in her eyes deepened.
After seeing who the newcomer was, Shen Yunyan sneered: “Falling to demons? This is the real me, Senior Sister Zhao.”
She waved her Thousand-Face Fan, and streaks of fire shot out. The Thousand-Face Fan was named as such because it could produce many different types of attacks.
Zhao Shuangbai raised her hand and unleashed sword blades carrying a freezing chill, cutting through the surging flames. The clash created a vast expanse of mist.
In that brief moment of cover, Zhao Shuangbai scooped up Shao Xibei. Now was not the time for a fight. She enjoyed combat, but she wasn’t a fool; the priority was to get Shao Xibei to safety.
However, Shen Yunyan was too fast, and Zhao Shuangbai couldn’t get away with Shao Xibei.
Shao Xibei said: “Take her down first.”
Hearing this, Zhao Shuangbai glanced at her and replied: “Okay.”
The black mist around Shen Yunyan began to boil, and the surrounding dark energy surged frantically into her body. Her cultivation level actually jumped from the Golden Core stage straight to the Nascent Soul stage!
Zhao Shuangbai’s expression turned grave. The difference between the Golden Core and Nascent Soul stages was like heaven and earth; simply put, ten Golden Core cultivators couldn’t defeat one Nascent Soul.
Feeling the power coursing through her body, Shen Yunyan laughed: “Zhao Shuangbai, why do you always try to stop me from finding Ah-Xi?”
Shao Xibei’s expression was equally grim. She and Zhao Shuangbai exchanged a glance and charged at Shen Yunyan simultaneously.
She didn’t understand what had happened to Shen Yunyan in the secret realm in just one day to cause this strange black mist and the sudden spike in cultivation. Even if she had memories of her past life, her power shouldn’t have grown like this.
The combined full-strength attack from Zhao Shuangbai and Shao Xibei was easily deflected by Shen Yunyan. The gap between Golden Core and Nascent Soul was simply too vast.
Shao Xibei gritted her teeth: “Damn it!”
She attacked again without hesitation, but it was still easily neutralized by Shen Yunyan.
Shen Yunyan shook her head: “It’s useless. You are both too weak.”