Transmigrated as the Villainous Love Rival of the Abusive Novel's Heroine [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 20

Chapter 20: Slaughtering a Pig

Having obtained the Celestial Bone and transformed her body with Divine Blood, Yun Qianxue had effectively ascended to immortality. According to the measurements of the Fat Civet (system), she was at the level of a Human Immortal.

In truth, had she undergone the Heavenly Tribulation and walked the path of the Heavenly Gate, she could have become a Heavenly Immortal. However, as a mortal bearing a Celestial Bone, achieving the rank of a Human Immortal was already an excellent outcome.

Yun Qianxue rose, her eyes fixed intently on the strikingly beautiful person before her, her gaze never wavering for a single second. Even with the power of a Human Immortal, she still could not see through Yin Shaoqing’s true form. Yet, a feeling so familiar it made her blood and bone ache compelled her to ask.

“Me?” Yin Shaoqing let out a low laugh.

She stepped forward slowly and raised her hand. Her long, fair fingertip pressed against Yun Qianxue’s soft, pink lips. Looking at the girl whose cheeks suddenly flushed crimson, she whispered in a low tone: “Careful with your words.”

She could not tell Yun Qianxue yet; this secret could not be discovered by the Heavenly Dao hiding within the girl’s sea of consciousness.

Almost instantly, Yun Qianxue understood Yin Shaoqing’s meaning. She couldn’t help herself, retreating two steps in a fluster, her soft hand covering her lips as her entire being turned a bashful pink.

“Heh~”

This made Yin Shaoqing laugh out loud. Where did that bold little girl go, the one who refused to leave her embrace earlier? How is it that after five years and becoming an immortal, her skin had grown so thin?

Yun Qianxue felt somewhat sheepish from the laughter. She… she just hadn’t reacted in time, that’s all. It certainly wasn’t because she was embarrassed.

“Let’s talk business.” To prevent her from running away in shame, Yin Shaoqing changed the subject. “Once we leave the Lingtian Secret Realm, you must suppress your cultivation below the Rebirth stage. Unless I agree, you are not to unseal it.”

The current Heavenly Dao could not tolerate the existence of anyone above the Rebirth stage.

Relieved, Yun Qianxue calmed down and nodded in agreement: “I understand.” No expert of the Rebirth stage had appeared in the cultivation world for a thousand years; there was likely some sort of restriction interfering.

“Furthermore, how is the curse?”

To avoid damaging Yun Qianxue’s soul, Yin Shaoqing could no longer send her fragmented consciousness into the girl’s sea of consciousness.

Yun Qianxue shook her head. The Heavenly Law Curse remained as solid as ever; even after becoming an immortal, she still could not break free from its shackles.

This shouldn’t be…

Yin Shaoqing frowned and looked at the Fat Civet.

“Don’t look at me, I can’t help either,” the cat said, rolling around in the sea of flowers. “Since external stimulation couldn’t completely destroy the curse, we can only slowly look for other methods.” It covered its face with its paws. Though it hated to admit it, even a system as excellent as itself wasn’t omnipotent. It was the first time it had seen such a disgusting Heavenly Law Curse.

Yin Shaoqing nodded. She had likely already guessed as much.

“The matter of the curse can wait; let’s first deal with the mess outside.” Yun Qianxue didn’t want Yin Shaoqing to worry over such a small thing. She didn’t want the woman to go off on another adventure without a word. Even knowing she was powerful, her heart couldn’t handle that kind of fear.

“The righteous immortal sects are laying siege, and your sect is among them.” Yin Shaoqing looked at Yun Qianxue, throwing the problem to her: “What do you plan to do?”

This was a choice with no turning back.

“Your father is there too.” Yin Shaoqing wanted her to consider this clearly.

Yun Qianxue looked down at the nameless flowers at her feet, trying to think, only to find she couldn’t find a single thing worth missing from her sect or her father.

“Senior Yin, do you know? Although the Wanyang Sect is like eternal spring, not a single peach tree is allowed to be planted.” Her father thought peach trees were useless, the elders hated the strong scent, the disciples found them fickle, and even the servants thought they were ordinary and not worth half as much as a spiritual plant.

“But I happen to like the scent of peach blossoms.”

Yun Qianxue’s eyes were bright as she looked directly at Yin Shaoqing, without a trace of cowardice.

Yin Shaoqing couldn’t help but reach out to rub her hair, tapping her forehead lightly as she promised: “Then come back to the Zhoutian Pavilion with me.”

As long as she was there, no one could take Yun Qianxue away.

Receiving this promise, Yun Qianxue could not hide the smile on her lips. She boldly stepped forward to grab that gold-patterned black sleeve, obediently following the woman who didn’t know how to coax people.

The sea of flowers stretched out, the world felt vast, and the two walked at a leisurely pace. Yun Qianxue lowered her eyes, thinking for a moment that walking like this forever to the edge of the sky and the depths of the earth would be quite nice…

“Get ready, I’m counting on you.” Holding the hand of the daydreaming girl, Yin Shaoqing sent a telepathic message to the cat on her shoulder.

The fact that Yun Qianxue had obtained the Celestial Bone could not be hidden from the Heavenly Dao; therefore, Pan Yang would surely find out. He was likely waiting outside for them to show their faces. Though she really wanted to slaughter him, the timing wasn’t right; he still had a great use.

“Don’t worry.” The cat’s pupils narrowed into a fine line. Against a piece of trash Heavenly Dao like that, it could fight ten at once!

Yin Shaoqing nodded. Stepping onto a formation, she moved a thousand miles in an instant, heading toward the Zhoutian Pavilion.

At the moment Yin Shaoqing moved, Yun Qianxue acted in sync. With a thought, the Lingtian Secret Realm was pulled into her sea of consciousness. The massive realm complete with the black dragon, the flying bear, and the mountain ranges vanished instantly before the eyes of the crowd. There wasn’t even a sign.

“How can this be?!” The peak Soul Transformation experts were the first to react and rush forward, but it was futile. In the empty sea of clouds, there was nothing.

“Who was it? Who did this!” Someone shouted in a frenzy.

“Something must have happened inside the Lingtian Realm,” some calmer individuals mused. They had guarded the perimeter for five years without getting in, so they clearly lacked the power to make it vanish.

Amidst the chaos, the faces of Wan Chi and Pan Yang were ashen and ugly.

As the one who had brought Yun Qianxue back from the mortal world and acknowledged her as the Sect Master’s only daughter, Wan Chi knew her importance well. He needed this “cheap daughter” to be his dog and fetch all the world’s treasures for him. He just never expected her to be bewitched by a kid like Pan Yang, serving him day and night for nothing.

If it weren’t for the fact that he needed her to find secret realms, Wan Chi would have killed her long ago to stop the embarrassment!

And Pan Yang, who had enjoyed so many benefits from Yun Qianxue, thought that with the “Messenger of the Heavenly Dao” in hand, he could easily become an immortal. After tricking her into giving up her Golden Core and spiritual root, he couldn’t wait to kick her away, wanting the tyrannical yet obedient demon Yin Shaoqing to kill her.

He never expected Yin Shaoqing wouldn’t kill her, but would instead give her the chance to enter the Lingtian Realm. He assumed the “bitch” had traded the secret of the realm for her life.

“Have you found that bitch’s location yet?” Pan Yang clenched his fists, his teeth aching with hatred. He had to get to her before the old man Wan Chi did.

Bzzz… Noisy static filled Pan Yang’s mind. The usually responsive Heavenly Messenger had suddenly gone silent. Pan Yang’s heart skipped a beat in panic. If something happened to his guide, what would he do? Unbeknownst to him, he had become a maggot clinging to the Heavenly Dao; without someone else’s nourishment, he couldn’t move an inch.

But the Heavenly Dao, currently being suppressed by the Fat Civet cat, could not answer him. In the invisible stream of data, a large cat was batting a grey little mouse around, having a great time. It couldn’t help but feel disdain; this thing actually counts as a system? What an embarrassment to our kind.

“Solved.” Within the data stream, it smacked the mouse; outside the data stream, the cat hooked onto the black robes on Yin Shaoqing’s shoulder, stretching out like a noodle. It was waiting for its host to take it back to the Zhoutian Pavilion. It preferred the Tiankui Pavilion; soaking in the sun there was the best.

Yun Qianxue also liked that place the place where she and Yin Shaoqing first met and came to know each other. It was the start of her awakening, the beginning of the end of her suffering.

However, the moment she stepped into the Zhoutian Pavilion, she grew worried. “I wonder how Jiameng is doing.” They had been gone for five years; she worried if that “daughter”… no, if that silly beauty was angry.

Tsk… Yun Qianxue bit her lip. Calling her a daughter and what not—it’s all Senior Yin’s fault for leading me astray!

Yin Shaoqing, unaware of the “pot” being placed on her head, noticed a powerful aura in the Zhoutian Pavilion. There was a faint pressure mixed with… demonic energy?

That so-called demon, despite the massive pressure, looked small and cute with an exquisite face and lively expressions. She was currently circling the flamboyant and seductive Jiameng, saying something.

“Hey, stop bothering me.” Jiameng was fed up. She increasingly regretted taking it upon herself to let this annoyance into the Pavilion.

The cute Long Qin acted as if she hadn’t heard, dragging the miserable Jiameng along, wanting her to take her for a tour.

“I mean it.” Jiameng rolled her eyes, losing all sense of poise. She stood up straight and gave Long Qin a look of total exasperation. “The entire Zhoutian Pavilion, inside and out, through all three layers I’ve taken you around eight hundred times. My little ancestor, what else do you want to see? Ants? Or counting bugs?”

How annoying!

“But I only want Little Meng to accompany me.” The little cutie looked piteous, twiddling her fingers. This affected manner actually made her look quite endearing. Jiameng truly wondered if this person was a fox spirit in disguise; otherwise, how could she be so good at bewitching people? It made her heart soften a little.

Seeing Jiameng waver, Long Qin gave a cheer and lunged into Jiameng’s embrace, her face nuzzling into the soft chest. This lecherous, advantage-taking behavior fell right into the eyes of the two people who had just returned.

Yun Qianxue’s face was filled with a gloom she hadn’t even noticed herself. Her words were sharper than ever, having learned well from Yin Shaoqing.

She said coldly: “Senior Yin, the Chinese cabbage of our house is being arched by a dead pig.”

Yin Shaoqing didn’t speak. The veins on her forehead bulged as killing intent overflowed. She drew her sword and rushed out.

It isn’t a holiday, but I’ll slaughter a pig to celebrate.

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