Transmigrated as the Villainous Love Rival of the Abusive Novel's Heroine [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 25

Chapter 25: The Heaven-Ascending Ladder

Knowing that the scumbag Pan Yang had been given a thrashing, Jiameng was consumed by curiosity. Yun Qianxue, who had originally intended to send her straight back to the Zhou Tian Pavilion, had no choice but to take her along to witness the spectacle.

The world was currently in chaos. The Immortal Sects watched with eyes like ravenous wolves and tigers, greedily wishing they could strip heavenly treasures off the demonic cultivators of the Zhou Tian Pavilion. Yun Qianxue could not rest easy letting Jiameng travel back and forth alone.

Meanwhile, Pan Yang, who had fled all the way to the territory of the minor Immortal Sects, had currently entered the Luoyun Sect under the guise of a Golden Core cultivator to serve as a nominal elder. His swindling and deceptive manner made Jiameng feel utterly nauseated.

“How did he turn into this ghostly mess?” Jiameng frowned.

When this scumbag was deceiving her Venerable One at the Zhou Tian Pavilion, the seniors on the third level said he was quite the elegant, suave, and refined gentleman. How had he become so shifty-eyed, despicable, and filthy now?

“Don’t look at me.” Yun Qianxue reached out to poke Jiameng’s soft cheek, turning her face away.

“The affairs of the mortal world wear one down. Destitution, being slandered while clinging to one’s principles, the conflict between fame and infamy—wicked words eventually cease to enter the ear.”

“All of these are enough to bend a man’s spine, crush his kneecaps, and make him bow and scrape until his face is unrecognizable and his edge is completely gone.”

In the past, Pan Yang’s high spirits relied on the women he hoodwinked, who gifted him heavy treasures of gold and top-tier magical artifacts. Now that he wanted to deceive innocent women again, Yun Qianxue sabotaged him from the shadows. He could no longer obtain anything from others without working for it.

Hearing this, Jiameng gestured with her hands and asked vaguely, “Then that thing in your body… it just allows this?”

“Are you referring to the Heavenly Dao Curse?”

Yun Qianxue curled her lips into a pleasant smile. She flicked the ribbon at her sleeve and said easily, “What is there to fear? Whether it is willing or not has nothing to do with me. If it has the ability, it can kill me; if not, I will step on it as I climb upward.”

She had already tested the waters and discovered that the luck of the Son of Heaven’s Fate, much like the luck she carried, could not be easily altered. During this period, the Heavenly Dao had apparently issued some commands to Pan Yang, making him bow and scrape to various young talents and offer them heavy treasures, allowing others to plunder his luck. This suggested that the Heavenly Dao might want to abandon Pan Yang as a useless pawn and choose someone else.

Yun Qianxue snorted coldly. She would not give the Heavenly Dao that chance. Since it had locked her soul so that she could not break free, she would find every way to stop Pan Yang from transferring his luck, keeping the Heavenly Dao trapped within this discarded pawn. It was simply a matter of seeing who could endure more.

“If that’s the case, won’t you have to stay in this place of strife for a long time?”

Jiameng leaned against the pavilion railing, frowning with displeasure. In her eyes, there was no place safer in the world than the Zhou Tian Pavilion. She hoped Yun Qianxue could return with her and safely wait for the Venerable One’s return.

Yun Qianxue’s face softened into a gentle warmth. She reached out to tuck a stray lock of hair behind Jiameng’s ear. She comforted her in a low, tender voice: “You go back first. I will return home with Senior Qing. Don’t worry about us.”

Between the two of them—one an Immortal and the other a Demon Venerable capable of slaying immortals and demons—there wasn’t much that could harm them. However, Jiameng…

“Let me caution you with a few words.”

Regarding Jiameng’s tendency to attract scumbags, she and Yin Shaoqing were extremely headache-prone.

“Do not listen to the sweet words of those with honey on their lips and a sword in their hearts; do not believe the vows of those who speak but do not act; as for those whose lust flows into their actions, just call me, and I will surely cripple them.”

Her daughter’s appearance, cultivation, talent, and virtue were all excellent. She couldn’t let any random stray cat or dog snatch her away.

“Ugh, the two of you are so annoying~”

Jiameng’s cheeks flushed red, and she was thoroughly vexed by the lecture. She shouldn’t have come here; being caught and lectured by this pair every day, she might as well never get married!

Regardless of what Jiameng thought, Yun Qianxue essentially escorted her back to the Zhou Tian Pavilion. She couldn’t let her daughter see the “ugly” side of her when she was carrying out her schemes.

Once Pan Yang was gone, the only thing left in the Wanyang Sect was a thorn stuck in Yun Qianxue’s wound, festering and refusing to be pulled out. The wind swept dust-covered fallen leaves to her feet, which she stepped over, treading upon the layers of foliage toward that place of overt and covert struggle.

Indecision leads to chaos; only by cutting away the rotting flesh and dead bone can a wound truly heal, right? The Wanyang Sect, the Changxian Sect, the Demon Emperor… which one of them could remain untainted by the mud and transcend the world? If they wanted to wash their hands of everything and reap the rewards, they would have to ask if she agreed.

“The Female Lead’s blackening value has reached 85%.” The fat calico cat, hiding in a far-off formation, hollered at its host, who was fighting a world-shaking battle with the Vast Sea outside. “Are you going to manage your woman or not!”

Yin Shaoqing, who had just delivered a sword strike, stumbled slightly, almost throwing her formation off balance. She let out a soft “tsk” and glared sideways at the fat cat. “What ‘woman’? That is my wife, my Dao companion.”

Understand the local customs, won’t you? Though she really wanted to call her “wife” in a modern sense.

“Who cares about that! So are you going to manage her or not?” The fat cat shook its head and said gleefully, “A reminder to the host: when the Female Lead’s blackening value reaches 100%, your positions will be forcibly swapped.”

“WTF?!” Yin Shaoqing’s Tiangang Sword slipped, slicing a fragment of the Vast Sea she intended to lock into powder. She was so startled she forgot all about local customs and started swearing in her native modern language.

Was the system’s brain broken? Are you kidding me?

“Don’t ask me. This was decided by the God Space; I don’t have the final say.” The fat cat, possessing a strong survival instinct, quickly cleared its name. However, it couldn’t help but think: What’s wrong with swapping top and bottom positions? My, these competitive little girls~

The point was, that wasn’t how it worked…

Yin Shaoqing let out a long sigh. She better hurry up and open the Heavenly Gate. Once everything was resolved, such private matters—even a swap—should be decided by the two of them. What business did an outsider have in intervening?

“No way, no way. Are you really going to give in?” The fat cat was extremely curious. Could its host, with such a stubborn and competitive personality, really be pinned down?

“Tsk…”

As soon as the fat cat’s ears twitched, Yin Shaoqing knew what it was thinking. She swung her Tiangang Sword with a sneer, snorting coldly in her heart.

What’s wrong with being the ‘bottom’ for love? Even if I’m on the bottom, I’m still the most ‘A’ (alpha) woman! This competitive nature was something that wouldn’t change in a thousand or ten thousand years, even if she were ground to dust.

BOOM— A massive blow that the Vast Sea had been brewing for a long time struck. The interlocking formations were like dead wood broken by a gale, shattering and collapsing amidst the booming sound. That sky-blotting crimson wave possessed the momentum of a hot knife through butter, attempting to swallow the female cultivator who posed such a great threat.

Yin Shaoqing’s expression was solemn. The Lingtian Secret Realm was like mud compared to the Vast Sea. No wonder a god had to sacrifice their body to suppress this sea; without a godhood, one truly couldn’t win against such a violent and dangerous spiritual entity.

Black demonic energy, mixed with astral winds and thunder, struck heavily toward Yin Shaoqing. Blood and bone charged from the front, thunder and wind attacked from the rear, demonic spirits of the Vast Sea blocked the path to the left and right, and immortal essence threatened to crack her bones from above and below. Truly, it left her not a single door to life.

Yin Shaoqing held Tiangang and performed a circular slash around her body, blocking the hateful impact of the Vast Sea, but she failed to block the surge of immortal essence. She was sent flying a hundred miles. In mid-air, she flicked her wrist, pressing Tiangang down to plunge it into the seabed of the Vast Sea. As the waves were torn apart, she forcibly stopped her flying body. However, her chest felt a dull pain, her throat tasted of copper, and she spat out a mouthful of fresh blood!

“Host!” Seeing this, the fat cat jumped high, its fur standing on end, wishing it could rush out of the defensive formation to help her.

But Yin Shaoqing raised her hand to stop it. A system could not participate in a host’s mission, nor could it directly help her. These were the damned rules set by the God Space; unless another system intervened, it could not act. This was also why it could resist the Heavenly Dao—the Heavenly Dao was judged as an un-enlightened, failed system sub-stage, which was exactly why the cat could pin it down and thrash it.

But for her actual fighting, the system could not interfere.

Yin Shaoqing stood up and sheathed her sword. The Star-Peering Bead, which had been floating beside her, had long been put away because it could detect nothing. She raised her right hand to wipe the blood from the corner of her lips; it was crimson and sticky, not very pretty. To be honest, she hadn’t seen her own blood in a long time.

Seeing his host sheath the Tiangang Sword, the fat cat grew even more panicked. She was the one who said Tiangang was her life—what, was she giving up and abandoning her life?

The spirit of the Vast Sea saw the opportunity and surged with immense immortal and demonic power, intending to strip her bones and flesh, showing no mercy in turning Yin Shaoqing’s body to dust and her soul to a void.

Immediately following the booming noise, there was an almost imperceptible sound of a back tearing—it sounded like the ripping of fine silk. To one who enjoyed it, it was pleasant to the ear; to one who disliked it, it was a disturbance. But placed upon Yin Shaoqing’s fair, tight skin being propped up by white jade-like immortal essence, it seemed bone-chilling.

Thirty-six immortal blades, like wings, pierced through her back and grew out. Each blade was thirty-three feet long, representing the Thirty-Three Heavens of Sumeru and Trayastrimsa. Using the blades as wings, the vast immortal essence was like a river flowing backward or the Milky Way spilling out, forcefully resisting the immortal and demonic power of the Vast Sea. Stone peaks collapsed, and dead wood met spring only to die again, a continuous cycle of endless reincarnation.

Under the impact of these two sky-toppling powers, spatial rifts were torn open, and the space locking the Vast Sea showed signs of wavering and collapse. Seeing this, the spirit of the Vast Sea went mad, risking a massive loss of its essence to increase the intensity of its attack on Yin Shaoqing.

With a vibration of the wing-blades, she could travel ten thousand miles in a flash; there was no place in the Vast Sea that Yin Shaoqing could not reach.

“Warning! The host’s body collapse degree has reached 10%. Please adjust immediately! Adjust immediately!”

The fat cat’s vertical pupils were narrowed into thin lines. Those thirty-six steps of the Heaven-Ascending Ladder were a death warrant!

When its host had first transmigrated, it was exactly when the Ladder was causing trouble. After the Great War of Immortals and Demons, the Ladder was seized by Elder Xing Yan, who originally wanted to seal it in the demon abyss with the others. Who knew it would be stolen by the ruthless old Demon Venerable, who forcibly fused it into the original owner’s spine, using her demonic body as a seal for fear of others finding it.

The original owner was a demonic being, half-ghost; no matter how resilient her body was, it could not withstand the impact of the Ladder’s immortal power. That immortal essence melted the original owner’s demonic energy and actually reduced most of her “ugly and filthy” attributes, making the original owner even more insane. Insane enough to take the opportunity to butcher the old Demon Venerable, clear out the demon abyss, fall into the scumbag’s trap, and ruthlessly eliminate many innocent women. Furthermore, she had unpardonably harmed Yun Qianxue.

However, in the end, karmic retribution caused her to die under the eruption of the Ladder’s immortal essence. As the endless immortal essence and the demonic energy in her body tore at each other, her soul was also scattered. From then on, her soul vanished, and this body was taken over by Yin Shaoqing.

Although the pain was bone-deep, Yin Shaoqing was also a “madman” of sorts. She endured the impact of the two powers and the horrifying agony of her meridians tearing and regrowing, finally managing to settle the two difficult-to-coexist powers into one body.

One had to say her luck in “unboxing” was truly poor; not only did she get a body covered in scars, but every time she used the Ladder, she suffered a calamity. But it wasn’t all bad. At least this body was clean and untouched. Regardless of what others thought, giving herself completely to her wife was her bottom line.

“Collapse value has reached 20%. Host, hurry up and retract the Ladder!” The system was nearly dying of anxiety. Although this host was sharp-tongued and always loved to bully it, it didn’t want her to die! If she died in the mission world, she wouldn’t be able to return to the God Space and couldn’t continue to the next world.

Compared to the fat cat’s urgency, Yin Shaoqing was remarkably calm. If the Star-Peering Bead couldn’t find the location of the Heaven-Soaking Dew, there was only one possibility: something above the level of an immortal artifact was concealing it. And in this Vast Sea, the only place that could hold divine and immortal artifacts was the place where that deity, who cared for all living beings, used her body to suppress the sea.

Fresh red blood dripped along the immortal blades, splashing into the Vast Sea and merging with the immortal and demonic blood within. It was precisely this fusion that allowed Yin Shaoqing to use her own blood to sense everything in the sea.

The path ahead was vast, with hints of stellar movement. Using divine bones as pillars, divine blood as silk, and the divine body as a mountain, the Vast Sea was sealed so that all living beings could live in peace.

“Host’s body collapse degree has reached 30%!”

Amidst another piercing scream from the fat cat, Yin Shaoqing gripped that wisp of stellar luck and, with a flap of her wings, charged into a spatial rift.

Rows of buildings, divine trees, and a vast, surging immortal spring. A sky full of stars, a thousand miles of moonlight, ten thousand valleys of blossoming flowers—the Cloud-Hiding Peak. In the center of the immortal realm stood the Azure Jade Altar, with the twin constants of Yin and Yang. On the emerald immortal steps, clouds dragons and mist phoenixes roared in respect to the supreme deity.

A woman in moon-white long robes, wide enough to embrace the moon and hide the sun, thin enough to flutter soundlessly with the gale for ninety thousand miles, and as brilliant as a celestial palace—clothed in a seamless heavenly garment of silk. Her black hair cascaded down, her eyes were closed, and cold lotuses bloomed endlessly.

This face of peerless divinity was exactly the same as Yin Shaoqing’s lover, Yun Qianxue!

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