After Transmigrating into a Book, I Was Entangled by a Crazy and Beautiful Villain - Chapter 3

Song Linlin looked at the two twisted male corpses lying on the ground and then at Chi Qianning, who was staring at her from a distance. She stood rooted to the spot, sword in hand, debating with herself for a long while.

No, I really can’t do it!

Just looking at the two bodies was enough to make her feel physically ill. Song Linlin’s hand, holding the sword, trembled slightly. She raised and lowered her arm, repeatedly telling herself that these two deserved their deaths, and there was nothing wrong with what she was supposed to do.

Finally, after about one or two minutes of mental preparation, she raised the sword and brought it down—only for the long sword to clatter onto the ground with a “clack.”

Tears welling up, Song Linlin sank onto the ground and cried, “Milord, I… I truly can’t do it!”

This was simply too terrifying. She hadn’t even killed a chicken, let alone this…

The figure opposite remained silent. Song Linlin felt as if she saw the other party roll her eyes at her, but she didn’t dare to check if it was true.

She carefully scrambled up, clutching the spoils of war she had collected, and sprinted back despite the pain in her body. She stopped near Chi Qianning, squatted down, and offered an ingratiating smile:

“Milord, the belongings of those two men are all here!”

Song Linlin specifically handed over a small bottle, blinking as she said, “This little bottle was hidden the deepest. It must be something good!”

Having said that, she glanced up to observe the other person’s expression, only to meet a pair of red eyes—cold, dangerous, and scrutinizing.

The feeling of being targeted by a dangerous creature surfaced again. Song Linlin quickly averted her eyes, not daring to meet her gaze.

Chi Qianning looked at the bottle resting in the fair palm but didn’t take it immediately, causing Song Linlin to break out in a cold sweat.

What does this mean?

She’s not going to decapitate me and string my head up just because I didn’t cut off their heads, is she?!

Is it still too late for me to go do it now…

After Song Linlin had gone through a slew of wild thoughts, the person opposite finally moved. Chi Qianning reached out, her fingers long and slender. The silver, snake-shaped ring on her middle finger reflected the moonlight, making it particularly noticeable.

The scenario Song Linlin had imagined—the other person reaching out to grab her neck—did not occur. Chi Qianning merely picked up the small jade bottle, her fingers lightly brushing Song Linlin’s palm. A wave of ice-cold sensation traveled through her skin.

So cold!

Song Linlin was startled. It wasn’t a freezing day; why were her hands so icy?

She didn’t dare to ask, though. Song Linlin withdrew her hand, looking at the other person guiltily, finding it hard to guess what she was thinking.

Chi Qianning held the jade bottle between her fingers and examined it for a few seconds. She could feel Song Linlin’s eyes fixed on her, so she opened the cap.

The bottle neck gradually tilted, and the liquid inside was about to drop.

Song Linlin: ???

What is she doing?

As Song Linlin watched in confusion, a few drops of transparent liquid fell from the opening. The liquid instantly evaporated upon contact with the ground with a sizzling sound. The grass, which had been green moments before, immediately turned yellow and was then corroded. Even the dirt underneath was not spared.

A pit instantly formed in the ground. This was the result of only one or two drops of liquid from the bottle.

Song Linlin: !!!

What the heck! This is poison!

Her heart sank. Song Linlin looked up at Chi Qianning’s face, wide-eyed. She wanted to explain herself but her mouth opened and closed without making a sound, unsure what to say.

The red eyes fixed on her narrowed slightly, and the feeling of danger intensified. Song Linlin put on a mournful face and defended herself:

“I know this looks very intentional, but would you believe me if I said I genuinely didn’t know…”

Song Linlin’s voice lacked conviction by the end. She felt that this really couldn’t be blamed on her. The little bottle was well-hidden, and the material looked extraordinary.

Any normal person would assume there was treasure inside, right? Who would think it was highly poisonous!

Wait, cultivators of the Demonic Path are probably not ‘normal people’…

She nervously watched Chi Qianning, terrified that the other person would strike her dead with a single palm.

Then, Song Linlin saw an eye-roll.

“Where is the spatial storage ring?” Chi Qianning’s tone was tinged with impatience.

“Huh?”

Song Linlin was slightly dazed. After thinking about the setting in the novel, she finally remembered that she was in a cultivation world, where spatial magic tools existed to store things.

She cleared her throat awkwardly and said guiltily, “I forgot to take them… I’ll go get them for you right now!”

Fearing that the other person would blame her, Song Linlin immediately stood up and quickly ran toward the large pit where the two corpses lay. Only when she reached them did she realize there really were rings on their fingers, which she had completely overlooked before.

Taking off the two rings, Song Linlin didn’t dare delay and immediately ran back, eagerly presenting the two rings.

“Milord, here!”

Chi Qianning took the spatial storage rings and attempted to probe them with her divine sense. A rune on the rings lit up, blocking her investigation.

Song Linlin watched the glowing rune with curiosity from the side. However, it only lasted for less than two seconds before the rune shattered into countless tiny specks of light, slowly dissipating into the air.

“Wow!”

She let out a small, inexperienced sound of wonder.

Chi Qianning glanced at her indifferently. Song Linlin immediately shut her mouth, blinking innocently.

“You continue…”

Withdrawing her gaze, Chi Qianning’s divine sense delved into the inner space of the ring, meticulously searching through it. The contents were indeed much better than the two piles of poisons Song Linlin had gathered earlier.

The two Demonic Path cultivators’ true treasures were hidden in the spatial storage rings they carried. After checking one, Chi Qianning casually tossed it to Song Linlin and picked up the other to examine it carefully.

Song Linlin quickly caught the ring tossed by the other person, afraid of damaging it. This item was rare and very expensive! It must contain many good treasures.

How could it be treated like trash by that person and just casually thrown to me?

Wait, if this is trash, doesn’t that make me the trash can?

Thinking of the insurmountable gap in power between them, Song Linlin could only silently endure it. Keeping her life was already good enough for now.

Quickly breaking the imprint left on the spatial storage ring, Chi Qianning’s consciousness entered and surveyed the contents. Then, her brow furrowed.

Evidently, the item she was looking for was not inside this one either. Most of the treasures collected by these two Demonic Path cultivators were related to combat. The few jade bottles they had contained only poison and some basic healing medicine.

These items were of no help to Chi Qianning.

She disdainfully threw this ring to Song Linlin as well, then fell silent, her brows tightly furrowed as she thought about something.

Song Linlin dared not disturb her. She carefully put away the spatial storage ring the other person had just thrown to her. Even though the other person didn’t care about it now and threw it to her, who knows if they might want it back later?

If she lost it, Song Linlin couldn’t afford to compensate for it even if she sold herself.

The atmosphere settled into an eerie silence. Chi Qianning was not speaking, so Song Linlin naturally did not dare to move. She just squatted near her, breathing softly, occasionally raising her eyes to look at the other person.

For a time, there was no further movement on the scene. Song Linlin’s legs were starting to cramp, but she didn’t dare to simply sit down. She could only complain silently in her heart.

What is she thinking about that’s taking so long…

Maybe I should quietly sit down. I shouldn’t make any noise to disturb her.

Song Linlin slowly shifted her body. The next second, she heard the other person’s voice.

“You, come here.”

“Ah?”

Song Linlin was startled, thinking her movement had been discovered and had disturbed the other person.

It shouldn’t be, though? I was very careful.

Song Linlin looked up at Chi Qianning, trying to see if she was angry, and then saw the silver-haired beauty appear to have made some sort of decision.

Her silver hair seemed to glow in the moonlight, making her already pale face look even more frail, yet her red eyes were strikingly vibrant, staring at her with the dangerous intensity of a venomous snake observing its prey.

The bloodless lips parted again, repeating the previous command: “Come closer.”

Song Linlin had a bad feeling but had no reason to refuse. She reluctantly shuffled a little closer toward the other person, but there was clearly still a person’s distance between them.

“Closer,” Chi Qianning emphasized, expressionlessly.

“Oh…”

Song Linlin approached the other person without much conviction. Her heart was pounding, and she felt cold sweat about to break out again because she wasn’t sure what the other person wanted to do.

Now that she was close, she looked up at the other person and noticed that even her eyelashes were silver-white. That face was truly flawless.

Even though she was terribly nervous, Song Linlin couldn’t help but sigh:

What a magnificent face!

I could only dream of looking like this.

Then, Song Linlin watched as the other person reached out, instantly causing all the hairs on her body to stand on end.

No way? Does she want to kill me?

Song Linlin didn’t dare to look and instinctively squeezed her eyes shut, her brows slightly furrowed, trying to pull her neck in. However, the expected pain didn’t come. She only felt a cold hand grab her shoulder, and then a pull.

The irresistible force caused Song Linlin to stumble forward, plunging into the other person’s embrace. When she opened her eyes, she saw the silver-white hair against her cheek. Her chin was lifted, exposing her fair, slender neck.

Like a prey animal voluntarily exposing its vulnerable throat.

“Let me bite you,” Chi Qianning said.

Song Linlin numbly uttered an “Mm.”

The next moment, Chi Qianning’s canines grew sharper and longer, and her red eyes deepened. Without any hesitation, she bit into the fair and fragile neck. The sharp fangs pierced the skin without any obstruction. Sweet, red blood immediately welled up, and she greedily sucked it clean.

“Ah!”

Her most sensitive neck skin was pierced by the sharp fangs. Song Linlin let out a pained moan. Her body trembled slightly. The other person’s lips were pressed against her skin, strongly sucking her neck. Her jaw was forced up by the other person’s icy fingers, making it impossible to dodge.

“It hurts…”

Song Linlin’s voice was fragmented, and she gasped with a tremble.

How can someone be like this? Her whole body is cold like ice, yet her lips and breath are scorching hot.

A strange sensation arose. Song Linlin’s whole body went weak. She struggled to raise her hand to push Chi Qianning’s shoulder, but it was soft and utterly lacking in strength, making it seem more like she was half-heartedly inviting her on.

Her spiritual power was gradually draining away, along with her blood, being sucked away by the other person. She could only be held powerlessly in the other’s embrace.

As if feeling it wasn’t enough, Chi Qianning increased the pressure. She could feel the body in her arms trembling even more intensely, but she couldn’t pay attention. Sweet, fresh blood filled her mouth, and a bloodthirsty desire flooded her brain, clamoring for more.

The speed of her spiritual power dissipation accelerated, and a large portion of Song Linlin’s already limited spiritual power was instantly plundered by the other person.

The pain from the sharp puncture of the skin continued, and the hot breath was urgently cast upon her.

After an unknown duration, the other person finally lowered the hand that had forcefully raised Song Linlin’s chin. She breathed slightly and released the person in her arms.

A red mark was left behind, blooming in an alluring, moist fashion. A drop of blood oozed out from the wound, like a red pearl. The pearl string broke, and the drop rolled down her skin.

The red liquid was glistening and carried a sweet scent.

Chi Qianning approached irresistibly, following her subconscious urge, and licked clean that single drop of fresh blood.

“Ugh…”

Song Linlin shivered again, caught off guard by the lick. Her dark blue eyes were hazy as she met the pair of red eyes, watching firsthand as the other person extended her tongue and licked clean the blood that had flowed from her.

Chi Qianning’s pale lips were stained with vivid red blood. Her normally cold red eyes were now filled with intense desire and infatuation, staring straight at Song Linlin.

Her voice carried a distinct pleasure: “So fragrant…”