I Want to Be Beautiful Alone [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Consummating Our Marriage (5)

This time, the chaos was absolute.

The Demon Realm has no sun or moon. The sky is perpetually a hazy glow, yet seemingly on the brink of perpetual darkness. Xu Jiao fainted and woke up countless times. When she next opened her eyes, the red candles were still burning brightly in the room; nothing had changed.

If one had to point out a difference, there was one.

She looked down and found that she was covered by a silk quilt, embroidered with exquisite Mandarin ducks playing in the water. The material was still a dazzling red. Her body seemed to have been cleaned, and the sticky, awful feeling from before was gone.

Xia Jingzhe was nowhere to be found.

If it weren’t for the lingering, throbbing pain in a certain part of her body, she would have thought the preceding absurdity was just a dream.

The System’s voice chimed in at this moment: “Xia Jingzhe’s Blackening Value is detected at 99.5. Host, please take countermeasures as soon as possible.”

Xu Jiao moved and noticed that the chain on her wrist seemed to have been slightly lengthened. She hissed as she sat up, seeing that the abrasions on her wrists looked like they had been treated with medicine.

This was only necessary because her cultivation methods and internal energy were currently sealed; otherwise, for such minor injuries, circulating her energy for a few cycles while meditating would have left no trace. Applying medicine was purely superfluous.

Feeling uncomfortable, she merely shifted to a lying position, lazily asking the System in her mind: “Why didn’t you speak up earlier? Now I’m utterly powerless, and she’s disappeared. Where am I supposed to find her?”

The System was silent for two seconds, then replied sincerely: “At that time, the appearance of non-harmonious imagery was detected, and this System was in a blocked state.”

Xu Jiao was quiet for a moment, then uttered a slow “Ah.”

Then she asked: “So you didn’t get to witness how good my daughter’s, oh no, my protagonist’s technique is?”

A dead silence permeated her mind’s sea of consciousness.

Xu Jiao sighed with inexplicable regret, “What a pity. I originally wanted to discuss with you how she came up with so many variations when I clearly never activated this part of her skill tree.”

“Do novel protagonists really have an innate talent for this kind of thing?”

The System made a confused sound: “This type of discussion falls under non-harmonious topics, but I haven’t detected any feelings of shame in the Host…”

Xu Jiao replied with a stable mindset: “Probably because this is a false world, so I treat it as a real-life immersive game?”

The System’s voice was flat as it repeated: “This is a real world.”

Xu Jiao: “Oh.”

The System was almost driven to self-isolation by the conversation. After a moment of silence, it suggested earnestly: “Please, Host, discuss topics in which I can participate.”

Xu Jiao’s gaze roamed aimlessly over her wrists. She opened her mouth with a casual tone: “Fine. Now, let’s figure out a way to get rid of this chain. I’ll go out and investigate what this craftsmanship of Xia Jingzhe’s… ah, no, what’s going on with this Blackening Value.”

She asked: “Can you help me break it open?”

System: “No.”

Xu Jiao: “Then help me restore my cultivation?”

System: “No.”

Xu Jiao was bewildered: “Then what can you do?”

System: “Cheer you on.”

Xu Jiao changed to a standard supine posture, crossing her hands over her abdomen. Her expression was serene, and her tone was tranquil: “Forget it. Let’s just wait for death.”

She was true to her word, lying motionless on the jade stone bed for a long time, until movement came from the doorway.

Xia Jingzhe pushed the door open. She was still wearing the same aloof black attire, tightly bound at the waist and extremely practical. If there was any difference from when she left, it was that the scent of blood on her was stronger. The moment the door opened, a dense, murderous aura rushed in.

“Senior Sister is awake?”

Xu Jiao moved her eyes, shifting her gaze from the ceiling canopy to Xia Jingzhe, who was approaching. The rich colors of the other’s features came into view, and Xu Jiao slowly opened her mouth to ask:

“You killed someone?”

Xia Jingzhe heard the remaining hoarseness in her voice. She walked to the table, picked up the wine pot, and casually cast a spell. A white light flashed, and the wine inside turned into mountain spring water.

She circulated her energy in her palm, and soon, the silver pot felt warm.

Then, Xia Jingzhe conjured a cup, poured a cup of warm water, and walked to Xu Jiao’s bedside, intending to help her sit up and drink some water.

Xu Jiao originally didn’t want to be served by her so intimately. She reached out to take the cup herself but heard Xia Jingzhe curl her lips and ask again: “Senior Sister isn’t being obedient again?”

Her lifted hand froze for a moment, and she allowed Xia Jingzhe to feed the water to her lips.

This person seemed to thoroughly enjoy the feeling of caring for her, as Xu Jiao sensed pure pleasure in her actions.

Only after Xu Jiao drank a little less than half a cup of water did Xia Jingzhe show a satisfied expression, carefully wiping her lips before answering Xu Jiao’s previous question:

“Not only did I kill people, but I also destroyed the Kunlun Sect.”

She deliberately used a lighthearted tone to deliver this news, her smiling eyes scanning Xu Jiao’s face, hoping to find expressions such as shock, confusion, or distress.

The result…

Xu Jiao’s eyes showed only a hint of surprise, and something else.

The surprise was fleeting, like a dragonfly skimming the water, not even enough to make her lose her composure.

Little did she know.

Xu Jiao’s greater emotion was pity. After all, the Kunlun Sect was the immortal realm she had carefully depicted after researching numerous sources, and the relationships within it had required three pages of notes to outline. Hearing Xia Jingzhe had destroyed Kunlun—

It was like a game designer painstakingly creating a dungeon, waiting for players to repeatedly enter and get stumped, slowly leveling up, only to accidentally let in a cheat player who swiftly cleared it all, causing the dungeon to collapse.

Hiss, thinking about it this way, it was a little heartbreaking.

“Senior Sister’s thoughts are truly always elusive to me. I heard that when Senior Sister was born, your entire clan was annihilated. It was the Kunlun Sect Leader who brought you back to Kunlun and nurtured you carefully. Given the Sect Leader’s affection for Senior Sister, I thought Kunlun would at least be Senior Sister’s second home.”

“I wonder how heartbroken the Sect Leader would be to see Senior Sister in this state now.”

Xia Jingzhe raised her hand and cupped Xu Jiao’s chin, staring directly at her, deliberately speaking those emotionally devastating words.

Yet, Xu Jiao completely disregarded her words. After listening, she merely moved her wrist and asked her: “When do you plan to unseal this restraint?”

Xia Jingzhe smiled sweetly and said to her: “Say something nice, and I will release you.”

After all, the mysterious iron lock was just a precaution. Even if it was released, Xu Jiao’s cultivation method was still sealed, so the difference would still be minimal.

Xu Jiao lowered her eyes, contemplating calmly.

I didn’t realize Xia Jingzhe was like those arrogant CEOs in romance novels, needing praise after the fact? Has her character design collapsed?

Furthermore, what should I say… You’re awesome? You’re incredible? Your hands are so pretty?

Seeing her coldly look away, Xia Jingzhe couldn’t help but say: “Senior Sister only needs to say that you like me the most, and I will unlock the chain and even take Senior Sister out to look around. How about it?”

Oh.

She should have said so earlier.

Xu Jiao raised her dark eyes, her deep gaze seeming to penetrate one’s soul. Just as Xia Jingzhe thought she was finally going to mock her, she heard Xu Jiao speak clearly and coolly, without a moment’s hesitation:

“In all this world, I like you the most.”

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