The Possessive Villain Is Too Clingy [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 61

This was a crystal-clear treasure fan, its ribs crafted from tortoiseshell, with a row of blue fluorite embedded at the base of the fan surface.

“This is the Glazed Tortoiseshell Fan!” Ruan Ning exclaimed excitedly. “This is a treasure the Dragon King has kept for years, I never expected to see it here!”

“Do you like it? If you do, keep it.” Ye Zhixia watched Ruan Ning’s joy with a lightness in her own heart.

The cultivator wielding the fan, seeing the two about to claim his spiritual artifact as their own, flew into a rage. “How dare a mere siren covet my spiritual artifact! Wishful thinking!”

With that, he immediately channeled his qi and reached out to reclaim the Glazed Tortoiseshell Fan.

Yet, the fan stubbornly clung to Ruan Ning’s hand, refusing to leave.

Ruan Ning gently stroked the fan as if it were the most precious treasure in the world. “The Glazed Tortoiseshell Fan is made from ten-thousand-year-old tortoiseshell, it chooses its own master.”

The cultivator refused to accept this. With a stomp of his foot, he lunged toward Ruan Ning in attack.

Ye Zhixia, already on guard, pushed Ruan Ning behind her and raised her sword to engage the cultivator.

Her swordsmanship was peerless, and even against a cultivator with profound cultivation, she held her ground effortlessly.

Ruan Ning stood by, watching Ye Zhixia’s valiant battle, ready at any moment to shield her from attacks by other cultivators.

The other cultivators did not intervene, allowing the fan’s original owner to duel Ye Zhixia alone.

But Xu Yu, standing in the corner, exchanged a glance with a cultivator beside him. Immediately, the cultivator raised a jade flute to his lips, and a melodious tune soon filled the air.

The town chief quickly stuffed cotton into his ears. Seeing this, Ye Zhixia, without a thought for herself, reached out to cover Ruan Ning’s ears, fearing she might be affected.

The Breeze Jade Flute was once a spiritual artifact of the Qiyuan Sect, nourished for years by the sect’s spiritual energy.

And Ruan Ning had spent many years within the Qiyuan Sect’s barrier, long accustomed to the sect’s spiritual energy surrounding her.

While the flute tormented others, for Ruan Ning, it was a tonic that invigorated her spirit.

These cultivators were all demonic practitioners who had strayed from the righteous path.

Empowered by the Breeze Jade Flute, Ruan Ning soared into the air and raised her hand, using the oppressive force of her demonic energy to pin the group of cultivators to the ground. Then, she began forcefully extracting the demonic energy from their bodies.

These cultivators, having taken the crooked path, lacked pure spiritual energy and were powerless to fight Ruan Ning without their spiritual artifacts.

Seeing the cultivators defeated, the town chief hastily pulled out his trump card from his sleeve.

He held a pagoda in his palm, resembling the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, and began reciting an incantation.

Ye Zhixia sensed danger and quickly shielded Ruan Ning, glaring intently at Xu Yu as he muttered his chant.

“The Heart’s Desire Exquisite Pagoda?” Ruan Ning withdrew her oppressive aura and stared at Xu Yu in astonishment. “That’s an immortal artifact!”

This pagoda was an object from the immortal realm. After falling to the mortal world and passing through many hands, it had ended up in Xu Yu’s possession.

Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning waited patiently for him to finish his incantation. Only then did a wisp of green smoke emerge from the pagoda, gradually coalescing into a humanoid form, a young deity with no legs appeared in midair.

The deity’s face was serene, his voice gentle. “Town Chief, for what matter have you summoned me?”

The town chief shed his haughty demeanor and humbly pleaded before the deity. “These two ambushed my residence and brutally injured my subordinates. I had no choice but to call upon you! I beg the deity to uphold justice for us!”

Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning stood with their arms crossed, watching the absurd scene unfold, curious to see what the Pagoda Spirit would do next.

Upon hearing their words, the Pagoda Spirit immediately manipulated the pagoda to rise into the air, casting a golden light toward the two women in an attempt to draw them inside.

Yet, no matter how intense the golden light became, Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning remained firmly rooted in place, unmoved.

Ruan Ning had already regained her full strength, and the immortal artifact had no effect on her.

As for Ye Zhixia, the protective gear she wore had been secretly gifted to her master, Yun Tai Zhenren, by a senior from the Qiyan Sect who had ascended to immortality. The Linglong Pagoda could do nothing against such divine equipment.

Ye Zhixia raised her sword and struck heavily at the floating pagoda.

The pagoda crashed to the ground with a resounding thud. The Pagoda Spirit froze in place, momentarily unable to comprehend how it had been toppled by mere mortal strength.

Only then did Ruan Ning explain to the Pagoda Spirit how the town chief had kidnapped innocent young people and sent them to the Ten Thousand Realms Forest as sacrificial offerings.

“Is what they say true?” the Pagoda Spirit demanded angrily, glaring at the town chief.

The town chief’s legs trembled as he fell to his knees.

The Linglong Pagoda was a treasure he had found in the mountains as a child. Over the years, it had not only protected him but also guided him in cultivation.

Though he lacked a spiritual root, under the Pagoda Spirit’s tutelage, he had developed a robust physique.

Seeing Xu Yu’s reaction, the Pagoda Spirit burned with fury, its previously gentle demeanor vanishing. “Xu Yu! I taught you countless righteous ways to accumulate virtue through good deeds, yet you insisted on committing evil?”

Xu Yu kowtowed repeatedly, pleading, “Great Spirit, I was forced! I was only threatened by those wicked cultivators! Please, you must investigate!”

The Pagoda Spirit, towering above, moved to draw Xu Yu into the pagoda, but Ye Zhixia interrupted with a swing of her sword. “Are you trying to bend the rules and save Xu Yu?”

The Pagoda Spirit stiffened, its face flushing with embarrassment at being so bluntly exposed.

Ruan Ning sneered coldly. “Descending to shield evil and wreak havoc in the mortal realm, is this how the immortal realm operates?”

“Today, you have no right to take Xu Yu away. He must pay for what he’s done!”

The Pagoda Spirit reddened under their accusations and hesitated. “Then, what do you intend to do with Xu Yu?”

Ruan Ning’s tone turned cheerful, like that of an innocent child. “The justice of the mortal world is simple, a life for a life. Xu Yu took lives, so he must repay in blood.”

The Pagoda Spirit shuddered at her words.

Ye Zhixia reached out to pat Ruan Ning’s head, her eyes fixed on the Pagoda Spirit as she questioned, “She’s only stating the most basic principle. What are you afraid of?”

Xu Yu, realizing even the Linglong Pagoda was no match for Ye Zhixia, was now consumed by despair.

“Men are not grass or trees, how can they be without emotion? You’ve accompanied Xu Yu for years, so naturally, you favor him,” Ye Zhixia declared clearly. “But in matters of right and wrong, it’s best not to defy the will of Heaven.”

Though her words sounded like advice, they were a warning. If an immortal artifact defied Heaven’s will to commit evil, the least consequence would be the loss of its sentience, while the worst would be its destruction and the death of its spirit.

In the end, the Pagoda Spirit accepted Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning’s proposal, sealing Xu Yu and his subordinate cultivators inside the pagoda to await Ye Zhixia’s judgment.

–

After successfully subduing the town chief, the two women left the estate to search for traces of the town chief’s wife.

As soon as they stepped out the back gate, Ye Zhixia spotted a familiar figure.

The town chief’s wife had not fled. Instead, she stood waiting in the shadows with two maidservants.

Seeing Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning emerge together, the mayor’s wife surmised that the matter had been resolved and hurried forward with her maidservants in tow.

“Young heroes, inside…” she inquired hesitantly.

Ye Zhixia clasped her hands politely toward the lady. “The mayor and those evil cultivators have been subdued. If you could accompany us to the yamen to seek justice for the deceased, we would be most grateful.”

Ruan Ning stood to the side, smiling at the mayor’s wife with eyes full of expectation.

“Come with us, madam. We can deal with the wicked servants in your household afterward,” Ruan Ning’s voice remained as sweet as ever.

The mayor’s wife had been hesitating should she return home first or go to bring Xu Yu to justice?

Hearing Ruan Ning’s words, she realized that if Xu Yu wasn’t dealt with immediately, the unruly servants he had corrupted in the household would be difficult to handle.

“Xu Yu has committed countless evils. I am willing to testify against his misdeeds,” the mayor’s wife said solemnly.

On the way to the yamen, the mayor’s wife recounted in detail her history with the mayor.

As it turned out, it wasn’t Xu Yu who had built the family fortune through the fishing trade, but the mayor’s wife, Qin Yinping, and her mother.

Through their hard work and business acumen, the two women had earned a considerable sum by fishing and selling their catch.

But a single misstep had led to their downfall.

The mother, believing her daughter needed a partner to care for her, had gone to great lengths to find a live-in son-in-law.

At the time, the eighteen-year-old Xu Yu, guided by the Linglong Tower, appeared far more mature and sensible than his peers, a true gentleman. Combined with his good looks, he had won the favor of both mother and daughter.

Little did they know that once he had firmly established himself in the household and gradually taken control of the Qin family’s finances through bookkeeping, his true nature would emerge.

Not only did Xu Yu seize their wealth, but he also secretly built his own power, leaving the mother and daughter with no chance to recover.

Ye Zhixia maintained a gentle expression. Such stories whether heard or experienced were nothing new to her.

Burning bridges after crossing them, abandoning wealthy women after taking advantage of them, discarding devoted wives like worn-out shoes these were age-old tales.

It was almost laughable how some stories still debated which concubine in a house full of them was the true love.

“Lean on a mountain, and it will crumble; depend on a person, and they will flee,” Ye Zhixia summarized.

Ruan Ning nodded in agreement, adding, “It’s bad enough if they flee, but worse if they repay kindness with betrayal.”

Ye Zhixia glanced at the sorrowful Qin Yinping. “A common man is innocent, but his treasures make him guilty. Do you understand?”

Qin Yinping clenched her teeth, but one of the maidservants behind her spoke up: “I understand. If you hold meat in your hand, hungry wolves will always covet it. Miss, why not learn martial arts with us?”

Realizing her maidservant had revealed her identity, Qin Yinping quickly looked at Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning.

Yet the two remained unfazed, as if they didn’t care about the maid’s true background.

In truth, back in the prison cell, these two “maidservants” had been unusually composed. Moreover, after obtaining the keys, their movements in freeing the victims had been practiced and efficient clearly, they were skilled in martial arts.

They knew Qin Yinping was a good person because she had been willing to risk herself to save the victims from the start.

Ye Zhixia was the first to ease the tension. “Might I ask why you two warriors are disguised as maidservants?”

The “maidservant” smiled faintly, no longer feigning meekness. “To answer you, hero, we are female constables from the county yamen, here to investigate the disappearances of young people.”

He then turned to Qin Yinping once more and said, “Miss, why not reconsider? Martial arts strengthen the body and protect one’s legacy. Look, these two fellow cultivators also women have saved people from peril. Our skills are lacking, so we can only wait to be rescued.”

Qin Yinping pursed her lips in thought…

–

Since the county magistrate had already begun investigating the matter, the trial proceeded with unusual smoothness.

Due to the heinous nature of the crimes and the sheer number of victims, Xu Yu and his subordinate cultivators were swiftly sentenced to execution.

One by one, the guillotine severed the criminals at the waist, undoing years of their cultivation in an instant. With the villains brought to justice, the townspeople cheered in approval.

After bidding farewell to Qin Yinping, Ye Zhixia took Ruan Ning’s hand as they walked back. By now, they had grown accustomed to moving hand in hand.

When they reached a secluded area, Ye Zhixia suddenly stopped in her tracks. Ruan Ning, still walking forward, was abruptly pulled into her embrace.

“Ningning, I’m sorry. I’ve been meaning to tell you,” Ye Zhixia said, gripping Ruan Ning’s shoulders tightly. “Your golden core must be inside me. Even though I can’t sense its presence, I’m certain that your powers recover when you’re near me, it must be the core’s doing!”

Ruan Ning rested her chin on Ye Zhixia’s shoulder, her expression now starkly different from her usual innocent cheerfulness.

She glanced sideways at Ye Zhixia’s flowing hair, narrowing her eyes in contemplation.

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