Transmigrated as the Little Concubine of a Paper-Thin Man - Chapter 40

Shi Yunjii didn’t hesitate for long, nodding and stepping back two paces.

Yan Ling gave her a complex smile, then turned to face Jiang Shu. Without seeming to make any movement, the dagger in Jiang Shu’s chest was plunged downwards as if out of thin air, embedding itself entirely into Jiang Shu’s body.

With Jiang Shu’s final whimper, his life finally came to a complete end.

Shi Yunjii felt a wave of heat wash over her body.

She was still standing in place, but she felt her soul shrinking into a fantastical space. She quickly realized that the conversation she had with the original owner, Yun Jing, after her car accident had also taken place in this strange space.

Sure enough, standing before her was a girl in ancient attire who greatly resembled her—that was Yun Jing’s soul.

“You have completed my request,” Yun Jing looked at her and asked, “Now, are you going back?”

She said, “As per our agreement, you will safely and smoothly return to your original world.”

Shi Yunjii felt a little dazed.

She felt like her last conversation with Yun Jing in this very place was only yesterday, yet in the blink of an eye, she had completed all the requests and was about to leave.

With a feeling in her heart, she looked up at this fantastical space, only to see Yan Ling’s face above her head.

In reality, her body must have fainted, and Yan Ling was kneeling on the ground, looking at her gently and deeply.

Different from before, at this moment, the noble Immortal Master Ling Ling, the Sect Master of Fei Xian Sect, was weeping uncontrollably, her face bathed in tears.

“She…” Shi Yunjii couldn’t help but speak.

“She is very reluctant to let you go,” Yun Jing said. “So that’s it. This is the most important reason why the Dao of Heaven summoned you here. You must be a very important person to Immortal Master Yan Ling, right?”

Shi Yunjii remained silent, unable to speak.

Yun Jing continued, “The contract is complete. Whether you want to or not, you cannot stay. Your fragile soul from another world cannot survive here without the protection of the contract’s power.”

Shi Yunjii felt a surge of sadness well up in her heart, and tears even sprang to her eyes.

She fought back the overwhelming emotion and said to Yun Jing, “Send, send me back.”

“Goodbye.” Yun Jing gave her a genuine smile and sincerely said, “Thank you, thank you. I couldn’t deal with Jiang Shu. Thank you for avenging me.”

Shi Yunjii shook her head, utterly choked with sobs and unable to reply.

Soon, a white light enveloped her, and Shi Yunjii lost consciousness within the light.

When she woke up again, Shi Yunjii heard the blare of a horn behind her.

She looked up and realized she was sitting in her car, and the traffic light in front of her had already turned green—

She had actually, safely returned to the real world.

The car accident hadn’t happened. She was still on her way to her mother’s wedding.

The horn behind her continued to honk, “pa-pa.” Shi Yunjii quickly pulled her thoughts together and cautiously drove through the intersection.

But this time, she wasn’t in a hurry to rush to the wedding. She found a random spot on the side of the road where she could park, then took out her phone, unlocked it, and immediately opened the game, Xun Xian (Seeking Immortals).

Entering the interface, she locked onto and teleported to the map where Yan Ling was located. She found that she wasn’t in Yu Ling Palace but in the main hall of Fei Xian Sect.

The current Yan Ling was no longer Immortal Master Ling Ling; a more dazzling title hovered above her head—[Sect Master of the First Sect, Fei Xian Sect].

Shi Yunjii’s nose stung. She leaned back against the driver’s seat, taking a deep breath.

Glancing at the time, she closed the game and drove on toward the hotel.

Evidently, due to the delay on the road, she was a few minutes late. Ms. Huang, dressed in her wedding dress, stood at the entrance. Seeing her approach, she quickly waved her over, without a hint of blame.

“Oh dear, I told you not to come so early. Young people, you should sleep in when you finally have a holiday.”

Shi Yunjii smiled at her, then offered a sincere blessing, “Mom, happy wedding day.”

Ms. Huang was stunned for over a minute.

Her hands kept touching Shi Yunjii’s cheek: “You, Yun… Yun Jing? You…”

Shi Yunjii smiled, clasping her hand: “I can talk.”

She embraced her mother tightly: “Mom, I’m okay. You don’t have to worry about me anymore.”

“J-just a few days ago, you, you weren’t…” Ms. Huang’s voice was tearful. “How, how did this suddenly happen today…”

“I’ve been undergoing psychological therapy. Maybe recently…” Shi Yunjii carefully chose her words, “it suddenly started working.”

She released her mother, carefully wiping the tears from her face: “You are the bride today. A bride shouldn’t cry.”

Ms. Huang’s tears wouldn’t stop falling: “Good, good…”

She wiped her own tears: “After all these years, I’ve moved on from that failed marriage, and you, you should also move on from the shadow of your original family. Yes, I’m sorry to you, wuwu, my little Yun Jing…”

Shi Yunjii had tears in her eyes too, but she strongly held them back, embracing her mother’s shoulder to comfort her: “It’s all in the past. I’ve recovered.”

She took a deep breath: “You should also start your new life.”

The two wiped away their tears, smiled at each other, and finally let go of the gloom of the past.

After her mother’s wedding, Shi Yunjii’s life returned to normal.

She continued with her work while still paying attention to Yan Ling in the game. During this time, she frequently spent money in the game as if to compensate, only to realize suddenly that Yan Ling had already risen to a height where she barely needed anything from her.

Often, the gifts she sent were neglected or even refused by the other party.

Shi Yunjii’s emotions were complex.

She noticed that Yan Ling in the game started to go out frequently. As the Sect Master of Fei Xian Sect, she delegated most of the affairs to her subordinates within the sect, while she herself went to the Yun family sect, where Yun Jing was, almost every other day.

“Did the two of them… become friends?” Shi Yunjii murmured, holding her phone.

It wasn’t surprising, she thought. After she left that world, the original owner of the body, Yun Jing, would reawaken. Yan Ling was not a cold-hearted person. Yun Jing had only dealt with Jiang Shu but hadn’t settled things with the rest of the Yun family sect. Perhaps because of this, it wasn’t impossible for Yan Ling to go there to help Yun Jing.

But for some reason, seeing Yan Ling staying over at the Yun family sect every day, Shi Yunjii felt unhappy inside.

Often, when she saw Yan Ling and Yun Jing close together in the game, she would inexplicably zone out. Even after snapping back to consciousness, she felt a sour feeling in her heart.

Gradually, she was even reluctant to open the game, only logging in once a day, satisfied just to see that Yan Ling was safe.

She thought that Yan Ling had become completely self-reliant, and she could gradually detach herself and stop being addicted to the game.

But one day, the Xun Xian game inexplicably crashed. No matter what she did, she couldn’t open it.

Shi Yunjii logged onto the forum and found that she wasn’t the only one with the problem. All the players were wailing, urging the game company to give an explanation.

The game company released an announcement, simply stating that an unknown error had occurred and they were conducting an emergency investigation.

But this “emergency investigation” led to the game being shut down for a whole week.

During this week, Shi Yunjii felt somewhat restless.

Every time she looked at the game on her phone that she couldn’t bear to uninstall, she would stubbornly open it again and again, only to see the screen crash and return to the familiar desktop.

The next day, the game company finally announced that the repair was complete and the servers were back online.

Shi Yunjii logged into the game, but found that the character interface couldn’t be opened. The place where Yan Ling’s name should have appeared was empty.

After repeatedly quitting and logging in, she was furious and called the game’s customer service.

The customer service was patient at first, but their attitude changed greatly after hearing her feedback.

“Miss… Are you sure the name you provided is correct?”

Shi Yunjii took a deep breath: “How could I be mistaken!”

Customer service: “But…” She paused for two seconds, seemingly checking something: “Our game simply does not have a character named ‘Yan Ling’.”

Shi Yunjii was stunned for a moment, then took a deep breath: “This character is not a very popular one. ‘Yan’ from the sun setting, ‘Ling’ from a bell. Don’t you customer service agents understand the game in depth?”

“Miss,” the customer service voice grew colder, “I have searched the database three times. I can tell you clearly now that there is no character named ‘Yan Ling’ in our game.”

Her tone was a little annoyed: “Please stop wasting our time, okay?”

Shi Yunjii: “…”

She hung up the phone and checked the game forum.

Although Yan Ling was a relatively niche character, and not many people were going for her route, information about her could occasionally be seen organized on the forum.

But when Shi Yunjii saw the completely blank search interface, her mind went blank.

There was not a single trace of information about “Yan Ling” on the most popular player communication platforms for Xun Xian.

“What is going on?” Shi Yunjii held her head, muttering in disbelief.

How could this be?

Did something go wrong with this world, or was it her?

If something went wrong with this world, why were all traces of Yan Ling completely erased?

If it was her own problem…

Could it be that these years of gaming experience, and the time travel experience from a while ago, were all a thrilling dream in her boring life?

“I don’t believe it!”

Shi Yunjii got up, picked up her handbag, and prepared to leave.

Whether it was real or fake, she decided to go straight to the game company’s headquarters and ask what exactly went wrong.

As she arrived at the underground parking garage and found her car, she heard several faint meows nearby.

Shi Yunjii still had her wits about her. She was afraid that rashly driving the car would run over a small animal, so she calmed down and started looking around.

Soon, following the sound, she found a small black and white cow-patterned kitten behind a nearby pillar.

The little thing looked dirty, very weak, and all alone. She didn’t know if it had been abandoned or if it had gotten lost in the parking garage.

Shi Yunjii felt a pang of sympathy and wanted to pick it up to check it, but another hand, white as a spring onion, beat her to it, picking up the kitten. Her gaze followed the arm upwards, and when she saw the face of the arm’s owner, her whole body froze.

“Did you raise it?” the person asked.

Shi Yunjii leaned against the pillar and stood up, shaking her head blankly.

The person then lowered her head, and her beautiful fingers scratched the kitten’s chin.

The little thing wasn’t afraid of people at all, purring comfortably in her palm.

“You, you are…” Shi Yunjii’s words were slightly stuttered.

The person curled her lips at her.

Then, she extended her hand toward Shi Yunjii and introduced herself: “Yan Ling.”

Shi Yunjii blinked twice.

Complex emotions welled up in her heart. In the span of a single breath, tears well up in her eyes.

Yan Ling stepped forward and embraced her against her shoulder: “What’s wrong?”

She rubbed her face against Shi Yunjii’s long hair: “Are you that reluctant to see me?”

Shi Yunjii shook her head.

She reached out and held the other person tightly, as if she had finally recovered a long-lost treasure and would never let go again.

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