The Possessive Villain Is Too Clingy [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 64

The Dragon King wore a troubled expression as he spoke, “Three hundred years ago, an immortal came to the Dragon Palace. He carried a token from the celestial realm and was surrounded by an immortal aura. In my carelessness, I believed his identity.”

“He told me that my third daughter, Long San, was born with a rebellious nature and needed to be raised outside the palace for three hundred years before she could return. Otherwise, she would bring misfortune to her parents.”

This explanation aligned with what Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning already knew, so the two patiently waited for the Dragon King to continue.

“Later, I took Long San to the shallow waters near the East Sea,” the Dragon King said with some shame. “But when I went to find her three hundred years later, she was nowhere to be seen…”

Ruan Ning’s brows furrowed deeply, her face tightening with concern. “You left Long San in the shallow waters, what if she had been caught by fishermen? And in those three hundred years, did you never once check on her? How could you just wait until the three hundred years were up?”

The Dragon King grew even more remorseful. “The immortal said we couldn’t interfere with Long San’s growth.”

“Ah, I know, I know I was wrong. Haven’t I been trying to make up for it?” The Dragon King sounded somewhat impatient.

Ye Zhixia was also angry, but she reached out to stop Ruan Ning. “Let him finish.”

The Dragon King continued, “I searched the coastline for a long time but couldn’t find my Long San. However, on my way back to the sea, I happened upon this young girl’s overturned boat. I noticed she didn’t drown and could move freely in the water.”

“A human falling into the sea is usually doomed, so I brought her back to the Dragon Palace to impersonate Long San, just to make the best of a bad situation and comfort my wife. Who knew she would resist so fiercely?”

After hearing the full story, Ye Zhixia also expressed her dissatisfaction. “If you truly loved your daughter, you shouldn’t have abandoned her based on one person’s words, much less casually brought back a human to impersonate her.”

Ruan Ning added angrily, “If you couldn’t find her along the coast, shouldn’t you have searched inland? Abducting a random human to take her place, Long San was truly unfortunate to be born into the East Sea Dragon Palace!”

The Dragon King’s face darkened with embarrassment, his dragon whiskers bristling as he retorted, “Dragons are born strong! If she couldn’t survive outside, she didn’t deserve to be my child!”

Ye Zhixia raised an eyebrow disdainfully. “Oh? So tough, are we? Then why did you bring someone back to impersonate her?”

“This!” The Dragon King was momentarily speechless.

Seeing an opportunity, Ye Zhixia pressed on. “How about this, Your Majesty? Let me take that girl away, and you can tell the Queen that the third princess has been on land for too long and needs spiritual energy to recover her memories. In exchange, I’ll ask my master to help you find the real Long San.”

The Dragon King was tempted. After all, this girl had been here for six years and still refused to adapt. If Qiyuan Sect could really help find Long San, it would be an incredible boon.

But he hesitated. “What if you can’t find her…”

Ruan Ning narrowed her eyes. “Is the Dragon King implying that Long San is already,”

“I didn’t say that!” the Dragon King argued. “But if you take the girl away and still can’t find Long San, how am I supposed to explain it to my wife?”

Ye Zhixia gritted her teeth and made a promise. “If we fail to find Long San, as long as Your Majesty can solve my underwater breathing problem, I’ll come to the Dragon Palace and impersonate the third princess myself!”

The Dragon King’s eyes lit up, and he grabbed Ye Zhixia’s arm. “Words alone mean nothing, we must make a binding contract!”

Ruan Ning was frantically trying to stop them, but Ye Zhixia and the Dragon King were in a hurry to sign the contract.

“Don’t agree to it!” Ruan Ning shouted.

But Ye Zhixia raised a finger to her lips, signaling for silence.

–

The Dragon King acted decisively, ordering the cancellation of the princess’s birthday banquet. He then explained to the queen that their daughter would be sent to the Qiyan Sect to restore her lost memories.

The queen was deeply concerned about her “daughter’s” “condition.” Upon hearing that a major sect on land could help, she immediately began packing her belongings herself.

When the three of them left the Dragon Palace together, Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning each carried a large bundle of luggage for Xu Sui, filled with gold, silver, treasures, and various exotic fruits from the palace.

“The queen really does care for her daughter,” Ruan Ning remarked, lugging the heavy bundle as she spoke to the other two.

But Xu Sui snorted. “If either of those dragons had truly cared about the Third Princess, they wouldn’t have needed to drag me in as a replacement.”

Hearing this, Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning had to admit she had a point and stopped praising the queen.

Ruan Ning sighed the whole way, thinking about how Ye Zhixia had signed that contract for her sake. If they truly couldn’t find the real Third Princess, Ye Zhixia would have to spend the rest of her life in the Dragon Palace.

Ye Zhixia noticed her distress and asked gently, “Ningning, you’re about to get your inner core back, why aren’t you happy?”

Ruan Ning frowned anxiously. “If it comes at the cost of your freedom, I’d rather not have the core. Aren’t we fine as we are now?”

“Not at all,” Ye Zhixia reassured her with a smile. “Once you recover your core, you can return to the sea. And if the Dragon King takes me into the palace, I’ll get to live underwater too. That way, we can stay together forever.”

Ruan Ning’s eyes lit up, it really did make sense when Ye Zhixia put it that way.

From this perspective, everything was moving in their favor.

“This contract was totally worth it!” Ruan Ning beamed.

Ye Zhixia found her smile so endearing that she couldn’t resist freeing a hand to boop her nose.

“What? What contract? What are you two talking about?” Xu Sui asked curiously.

Ye Zhixia explained the Dragon King’s scheme in detail. After thinking it over, Xu Sui finally grasped that Ye Zhixia had traded her own freedom for Xu Sui’s. She then sincerely thanked them both.

Once ashore, the three first headed to Xu Sui’s home in Zhuyun Village.

As soon as they reached the village entrance, an elderly woman carrying a shoulder pole spotted Xu Sui, dropped her load, and ran back into the village, shouting, “Madam Xu! Y-y-your daughter is back!”

Hearing the commotion, villagers peeked out of their homes in curiosity. The Xu family’s daughter had been missing for years, how had she suddenly reappeared?

When Madam Xu heard the shouts, she thought she was hallucinating. Over the past six years, she had endured too many hopes and disappointments.

Yet she couldn’t stop herself from staggering to her feet and rushing outside.

Nourished by the Dragon King’s spiritual energy in the palace, Xu Sui had grown remarkably now standing a full head taller than her mother.

“Mom! I’m back!” she called out loudly.

Madam Xu could hardly believe it. As Xu Sui ran up to her, she reached out to touch her daughter’s face, tears welling in her eyes. “Are you really my Suisui? Am I dreaming?”

“No… in my dreams, you were always small and thin. But you’ve grown taller and stronger.”

Madam Xu burst into sobs as she spoke. “You… you really are Suisui. Where have you been all these years? Why didn’t you send word?”

Without waiting for an answer, she threw herself into her daughter’s arms and wept uncontrollably.

Ruan Ning watched the scene, secretly wiping away tears while muttering, “That damned Dragon King. Not only does he neglect his own daughter, but he also makes the mother who loves her suffer.”

Ye Zhixia glanced at Ruan Ning without turning her head, simply reaching out to pull her close and pat her shoulder.

“Mother, let’s talk inside,” Xu Sui said softly, patting her mother’s thin back in reassurance.

Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning followed Xu Sui into the house.

Only after Xu’s mother had stopped crying did Xu Sui recount her experiences over the years in detail.

Since she was about to leave with Ye Zhixia for Qiyan Sect, she also carefully described how Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning had rescued her.

Upon hearing the full story, Xu’s mother immediately knelt before the two, startling Ye Zhixia into standing up abruptly.

“How could I possibly accept an elder’s bow? Please rise quickly!” Ye Zhixia said, reaching out to help Xu’s mother up.

Knowing they were her daughter’s saviors and cultivators from Qiyan Sect, Xu’s mother treated them with great hospitality and prepared ample provisions for their journey.

The next day, Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning left the treasures given by the Dragon King with Xu’s mother before setting off for Qiyan Sect with Xu Sui.

The three of them rode the Glazed Rainbow Cloud toward their destination.

It was Xu Sui’s first time flying on clouds, and she was utterly thrilled, exclaiming into the wind, “This is so fast!”

Xiao Mi dozed in an inconspicuous, soft corner. While waiting for Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning by the seaside, she and the Glazed Rainbow Cloud had become good friends.

As soon as they arrived at the sect’s entrance, Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning saw Sect Leader Yuntai and Baili Xin’er armed and rushing out in haste.

“Sect Leader! We’ve found Ruan Ning’s golden core. What urgent matter has you leaving in such a hurry?” Ye Zhixia asked succinctly.

Sect Leader Yuntai, usually calm and composed, now spoke with urgency in his voice: “Baili has discovered that the Xuantian Sect has captured a dragon and is preparing to refine the dragon maiden to enhance their cultivation.”

Hearing this, Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning quickly informed Sect Leader Yuntai about Song Shiqi leading Xuantian Sect disciples to gather demonic energy in Danyun Village.

Sect Leader Yuntai ordered the sect’s disciples to settle Xu Sui, then instructed Ye Zhixia and Ruan Ning to join him in rescuing the dragon from Xuantian Sect.

The three swiftly took their positions, all guessing that the dragon captured by Xuantian Sect must be the Third Princess of the East Sea.

Sect Leader Yuntai, Baili Xin’er, Ye Zhixia, and Ruan Ning soared into the sky together.

–

Above Xuantian Sect, thunder rumbled through rolling dark clouds, and torrential rain seemed poised to engulf the surrounding mountain ranges.

On the sect’s altar lay a barely alive azure dragon, bound and helpless.

The dragon’s scales shimmered brilliantly, though whip marks crisscrossed its body, with blood seeping from the wounds. Yet, none of this could mask the domineering aura inherent to dragonkind.

Just as a Xuantian Sect disciple raised a whip to strike the dragon, Sect Leader Yuntai flicked his sleeve, sending the attacker flying ten meters away.

Song Shiqi stepped forward with a broadsword, swinging it at Sect Leader Yuntai without a word.

A thin black mist coiled around the blade as Song Shiqi unleashed ruthless strikes, forcing Sect Leader Yuntai into retreat.

Seeing their leader at a disadvantage, Ye Zhixia swiftly raised her sword to block the broadsword’s attacks, giving Sect Leader Yuntai a chance to regain his footing.

Song Shiqi stood firm and laughed heartily, “Hahaha! The esteemed leader of Qiyan Sect needs his disciple’s help just to withstand my assault!”

Song Shiqi, who made no effort to conceal his identity as a demonic cultivator, was terrifyingly powerful, no wonder he had managed to ascend to immortality in such a short time in the original storyline.

Bai Lixin ignored the people from Xuantian Sect and instead moved to unlock the chains binding the Azure Dragon.

The chains of Profound Ice Iron could restrain all mortal beings, but they were no match for immortal energy. With a gentle touch, Bai Lixin removed them effortlessly.

“You wretch! Overestimating your own strength!”

Song Shiqi brandished his blade at Bai Lixin, only to be deflected by her sword and sent crashing into the crowd of Xuantian Sect disciples below.

“Insignificant ants, how noisy,” Bai Lixin remarked calmly, seemingly unperturbed.

“I’ll take the little dragon girl back to Qiyan Sect first. You can handle things here, right?” she asked Yun Tai Zhenren beside her.

Having just suffered a loss of face, Yun Tai Zhenren quickly straightened his posture and declared, “Go ahead. We’ll deal with these Xuantian Sect remnants and follow shortly.”

Bai Lixin smiled, shrinking the great dragon into a smaller form before tucking her into her robes and departing.

The Xuantian Sect disciples were clearly no match for her and could only watch helplessly as she left.

“Fiend, face my blade!”

A white-haired cultivator in blue robes burst from the crowd, his treasured sword thrusting straight toward Ruan Ning.

The cultivator’s blade was swift and ruthless, moving with astonishing speed. Before Ruan Ning could even turn her head, she heard the sickening sound of steel piercing flesh.

Ye Zhixia had pushed Ruan Ning aside, and the white-haired cultivator’s sword plunged straight through her heart.

“Xiaxia!” Ruan Ning screamed, catching Ye Zhixia as she collapsed.

“Hmph, colluding with fiends, death is no loss!” the white-haired cultivator sneered. “I, Chenxu Daoren, shall uphold justice today!”

With that, he yanked his sword free from Ye Zhixia’s body and lunged at Ruan Ning again.

Yun Tai Zhenren stepped forward, sword in hand, deflecting the lethal strike aimed at Ruan Ning.

The two swordsmen clashed in fierce combat.

Ruan Ning cradled Ye Zhixia, watching as blood spilled from her lips and the light in her eyes dimmed.

“Ning… Ning, go back… retrieve your core…”

“Live. live well in the days you have left.”

With those final words, Ye Zhixia closed her eyes and breathed her last.

Ruan Ning clung to her body, tears streaming like a flood. “Xiaxia, you promised to stay with me until I got my core back. I don’t want it anymore, don’t leave me, stay with me…”

“You said you’d stay with me…”

She held Ye Zhixia tightly, willing her to open her eyes again.

But the harder she embraced her, the more she felt the distance between her arms and the one she held growing.

Tears blurred her vision as she looked down at Ye Zhixia, droplets falling like broken pearls onto her robes.

Yet Ye Zhixia’s body was slowly dissolving into wisps of white mist, dispersing into the air.

Ruan Ning’s lips parted in shock as she watched, breathless, until the last strand of Ye Zhixia’s hair vanished into the world.

“No!” Ruan Ning screamed, her voice raw with anguish. “Don’t go!”

She stood, reaching desperately for the fading mist.

The white stone pendant Ye Zhixia always wore did not dissipate with her. Instead, it fell onto Ruan Ning and then clattered to the ground with a clear chime before transforming into a beam of white light that shot straight into Ruan Ning’s chest.

In that instant, Ruan Ning felt her consciousness expand, her inner power surging uncontrollably. Her cultivation soared to heights she had never before reached.

Her eyes bloodshot, she picked up Ye Zhixia’s sword and lunged at Daoist Chenxu with a force and speed that surpassed even his earlier sneak attack.

Unfortunately, she was unskilled with the blade and struck slightly off-target yet the sword still plunged straight into the center of Daoist Chenxu’s chest.

His own sword clattered to the ground as his body collapsed onto the altar.

Seeing this, the disciples of Xuantian Sect immediately raised their weapons and surrounded Yun Tai Zhenren and Ruan Ning.

Unwilling to provoke enmity between Xuantian Sect and Qiyuan Sect, Yun Tai Zhenren reached out to pull Ruan Ning away.

But Ruan Ning, now consumed by bloodlust, shook off his hand and charged forward, sword in hand, cutting down one Xuantian cultivator after another.

Before long, the altar and its surroundings were littered with corpses, the ground drenched in blood.

Realizing the dire situation, Song Shiqi rushed onto the altar, scooped up his master Daoist Chenxu, and fled.

Ruan Ning tried to pursue, but exhaustion overtook her, and she collapsed unconscious.

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