After the Second Playthrough, the CP-Less Female Lead Kneels and Begs Me for Forgiveness [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 5

Shao Xibei’s inner screaming was almost enough to pierce the heavens, but her face remained blank and dazed.

Zhao Shuangbai, feeling a bit amused yet resolute, blocked Shao Xibei from Shen Yunyan’s further advances without hesitation. “It’s time for you to leave.”

Shen Yunyan stood up, her gaze carrying a hint of irony. For the first time, her expression grew cold in front of Zhao Shuangbai. “Senior Sister Zhao, even if she weren’t my friend, she is just an ordinary mortal. What is there about her that’s worth your concern?”

Zhao Shuangbai’s expression remained unchanged, but her words were blunt. “It has nothing to do with you.”

Hidden behind Zhao Shuangbai, Shao Xibei blinked her large eyes as she watched the confrontation. A strange sensation suddenly welled up inside her.

She remembered that in her previous life, Shen Yunyan had told her that Zhao Shuangbai was the person she admired most.

Shao Xibei thought secretly: Wait, what’s going on? These two actually look kind of good together.

Regrettably, the System wasn’t there, so Shao Xibei had to enjoy this new discovery alone.

These thoughts unexpectedly drifted into Zhao Shuangbai’s ears. Her heart chilled, and the scene of her confronting Shen Yunyan suddenly felt incredibly awkward.

Zhao Shuangbai was not one to procrastinate. Since Shen Yunyan refused to leave, she would take action herself.

She instantly performed a hand seal. A powerful gust of wind appeared out of nowhere, wrapping around Shen Yunyan and carrying her out of Zhao Shuangbai’s residence.

Shen Yunyan did not resist. She saw clearly that Zhao Shuangbai would not let her take the person away. Even if she fought and won now, it would be futile.

The wind was strong, blowing open the clothes draped over Shao Xibei, but Zhao Shuangbai noticed in time and effortlessly made the garments cling tightly to Shao Xibei’s body.

The moment the clothes lifted was brief, but it was enough for Shen Yunyan to see Shao Xibei’s appearance. Her eyes instantly ignited with overwhelming rage.

Jet-black, slightly curly long hair was spread across the stone bed. Shao Xibei’s face had been cleaned, revealing her original features—excessively pale and thin, making her eyes look large and hollow. Even the small red mole under her left eye lacked vitality.

Her lips were red—the healthiest-looking part of her, a place Shen Yunyan had rubbed with her fingers countless times before.

But Shen Yunyan didn’t have time to dwell on that now. All she knew was that her “A-Xi” was currently lying naked on someone else’s bed.

A-Xi was so innocent now. If she were tricked by Zhao Shuangbai into taking off her clothes and lying on the bed, she surely wouldn’t think twice about it.

Shen Yunyan took a deep breath, forcing herself to cast aside the messy thoughts and gradually calming herself down.

In truth, Shao Xibei staying by Zhao Shuangbai’s side was actually for the best right now. Having dealt with Zhao Shuangbai for so long in her past life, she understood well that Zhao Shuangbai could not be further from “desire.” She was a person even more indifferent than those ascetic monks.

Like an ice sculpture stripped of all emotions and desires, she only cared about her natal sword.

A-Xi was too good. Having been reborn, Shen Yunyan lived in constant fear that A-Xi wouldn’t want her anymore. Life without A-Xi was simply too terrifying.

Shen Yunyan thought with anxiety; she had no way to take the person away now, but she would eventually punish the culprit.

The hostility in Shen Yunyan’s eyes was heavy, like a blood-stained dagger, though no one saw it.

Once Shen Yunyan left, Shao Xibei secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

[Senior Sister Zhao is so mighty! She just kicked her out directly. Truly a role model for our generation!]

Shao Xibei had a bad habit: when no one was talking to her, she loved to indulge in inner monologues. Relying on the fact that no one could hear her thoughts, she sometimes said things that were rather… embarrassing.

[Senior Sister Zhao is looking at me again. I’m so shy. The more I look at her lips, the more they look like they’d be good to kiss.]

Zhao Shuangbai’s brow furrowed slightly. She leaned her face—as beautiful as a celestial being—close to Shao Xibei.

[So beautiful, so beautiful. Leaning in so close, she must be trying to seduce me. But I, Xibei, will not succumb to beauty!]

Zhao Shuangbai’s cold, phoenix-like eyes scanned carefully from Shao Xibei’s eyes down to her lips.

Looking at the magnified face before her, Shao Xibei’s gaze went blank. This time, she wasn’t acting; she was truly stunned.

Suddenly, Zhao Shuangbai smiled—just a tiny, tiny curve of the lips. It was so subtle that Shao Xibei doubted her own eyes, but when she blinked and looked again, it was still there.

In that instant, a few words flashed through Shao Xibei’s mind: Seductive Beauty!

Shao Xibei’s head felt dizzy. She felt it was a pity she couldn’t call the System to admire the beauty together. Though the System would likely just snort and call it boring.

With a wooden expression, Shao Xibei grabbed the collar of her clothes and slowly pulled it up to cover her head, moving as slowly as a snail.

[Can’t look anymore, or I’ll definitely lose my animalistic self-control.]

Zhao Shuangbai watched quietly. Why did this person have so many thoughts? Yet, strangely, it felt a little… cute.

The moment that thought surfaced, Zhao Shuangbai’s face instantly turned cold. She needed to go practice her sword; otherwise, why would she have such strange ideas?

Perhaps because she had seen Shen Yunyan today, Shao Xibei had a nightmare. She returned to the moment she was imprisoned by the Black Heaven Iron Chains.

The Black Heaven Iron Chains could only be severed by the Black Heaven Key or a Heaven-grade artifact. But Heaven-grade artifacts were incredibly rare—there were only four in the entire cultivation world, all of which were the supreme treasures of their respective sects.

She clearly knew she was dreaming, but she couldn’t help the terror. Because it was here that her heart had been carved out of her chest.

The chains bound her limbs, locking her to the bed. Her cultivation was destroyed, her meridians severed; there was no possibility of escape.

All of this was Shen Yunyan’s doing. At the time, Shao Xibei had been fuming with rage, but to maintain her “character,” she showed nothing but a face of deep sorrow without any resentment when Shen Yunyan entered.

Shao Xibei saw Shen Yunyan say tenderly, “Ah Xi, why did you betray me? Don’t you love me most?”

Shao Xibei was exhausted, finding it difficult even to speak, but she still answered brokenly, “No… I never… betrayed you—”

The Shen Yunyan in the dream still smiled gently. “Oh, is that so? But I’m not sure. Ah Xi, I want to see your heart, okay?”

Shao Xibei froze, seemingly not expecting Shen Yunyan to make such a request. She was silent for a moment before finally nodding. Her gaze was filled with endless longing and sorrow.

Shen Yunyan’s expression darkened at that gaze, but it returned to normal in an instant. she said softly, “It won’t hurt, Ah Xi. Don’t worry.”

She moved swiftly. In a flash, a bright red heart appeared in her hand. A large hole was torn in Shao Xibei’s chest; it was now empty.

Shao Xibei was, after all, a cultivator. Even though her heart was gone, she didn’t die immediately.

She watched as Shen Yunyan held the vibrant red heart, saying to her with a smile, “Ah Xi’s heart is so warm. But I can’t tell if she truly loves me. What should I do?”

“Ah Xi, I will turn you into my Spirit Puppet. That way, you can stay with me forever, and I will never have to worry about you betraying me. You will be loyal to me eternally.”

Tears finally surged out, unstoppable. Her mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out.

Shen Yunyan’s smile vanished. She said, “Don’t cry. Soon, my dear Ah Xi will see me again.”

Shao Xibei’s vision had long been blurred by tears. she couldn’t see the person in front of her. The blood from her chest had already stained the bedding beneath her red, the metallic scent of blood constantly washing over her nostrils.

Using the last of her strength, she murmured with near-absolute despair: “We won’t meet again… we can’t… Don’t you know? We will never meet again.”

System Space

A fragment floating in mid-air throbbed like a heart, beat by beat.

This was the System’s true form. Suddenly, a sharp alarm rang out through the silent space.

[Ding! Host mental threshold is too high! Ding! Host mental threshold is too high!…]

The alarm continued until the space distorted for a moment, then went quiet.

The metallic fragment floating in the air manifested many silver glowing particles, gradually forming a phantom figure.

It seems I found the right place this time.

The nightmare trapped not only Shao Xibei but also Shen Yunyan.

Shen Yunyan didn’t sleep often. She didn’t dare to. She was afraid of dreaming of that scene again.

But she missed Ah Xi so much. So tonight, she gave up meditation and entered a state of dormancy. As expected, she dreamed.

She dreamed of Ah Xi. She dreamed of those sorrowful eyes soaked in tears, and the wound that wouldn’t stop bleeding.

She frantically wanted Ah Xi to stop bleeding, but she could only watch from the side as the other herself coldly gripped Ah Xi’s heart, watching Ah Xi’s life slip away.

Shen Yunyan was going insane. She wanted to cover the wound with her hands, but her hands simply passed through Ah Xi.

“Ahhh! Shen Yunyan, save her! Save her! I beg you! Save her quickly!”

Ah Xi’s eyes finally dimmed.

It was a dream, wasn’t it? But why did she still feel suffocated? Her heart was filled with despair.

Shen Yunyan wanted to embrace her, but no matter what she did, it was in vain. She was like a bystander; she could prevent nothing.

Is this not my dream? Why can’t I control my own dream!!! Why!!!

Blood-red liquid flowed from Shen Yunyan’s eyes—tears of blood.

No! She was reborn. Ah Xi was still here now. Nothing had happened yet; there was still time!

The sleeping Shen Yunyan snapped her eyes open. Dark energy lingered in the depths of her eyes for a moment before vanishing completely.

In the darkness, she reached out her hands. These hands had once killed Ah Xi, but now, she would use them to protect her.

Suddenly, Shen Yunyan mocked herself. “Heh, Shen Yunyan… are you trying to atone for your sins?”

The System arrived at Shao Xibei’s side only to see its Host’s brow tightly furrowed. Her tears were like an unchecked faucet, soaking the area where she slept.

At this moment, Zhao Shuangbai was sitting cross-legged on a stone stool nearby, lost in meditation.

The System set up a barrier and, for the first time in the mission world, revealed its form.

It was a human-shaped phantom composed of silver points of light, but it was even fainter than in the System Space—almost invisible.

The phantom reached out, paused for two seconds over Shao Xibei’s head, and finally lowered its hand to gently pat her twice.

“Stop crying.”

The cold, mechanical voice seemed to actually work. Shao Xibei’s tears gradually stopped, and her brow relaxed.

The phantom let out a very faint, shallow sigh, then vanished without a trace.

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