Transmigrated as the Villainous Love Rival of the Abusive Novel's Heroine [Quick Transmigration] - Chapter 29.1

Chapter 29.1: Finale

Yin Shaoqing, holding the Tiangang sword, clashed with Pan Yang. The waves of the Immortal Sea surged to the heavens, and the Zhou Tian Pavilion shook violently. The sea rocks were exposed, carved with several rifts by the sharp edge of Yin Shaoqing’s blade, and demonic energy seeped out from within. This impact threatened to send the Demon Abyss into a total collapse.

A stellar array manifested beneath her feet, maintaining the sea rocks and forcing them to close automatically, restabilizing the Demon Abyss. Yin Shaoqing had no intention of accidentally destroying her home in the middle of a fight. But even as she spared effort to repair the rocks, she was reaching her limit.

The Heavenly Dao, having absorbed the luck of many cultivators, gradually gained the upper hand. It even had enough power to fight Yin Shaoqing while simultaneously suppressing those thousand-plus great masters. Pan Yang’s eyes, his body occupied by the Heavenly Dao, were dim as he mechanically executed commands from the core. When his gaze fell upon the people at the base of the Zhou Tian Pavilion, Yin Shaoqing knew the Heavenly Dao intended to take their lives.

Just as it had been years ago—it was only Xing Yan who had masked the secrets of heaven to steal a thousand years of life from its grasp.

Yin Shaoqing drew an array with her left hand. In an instant, day and night reversed; a crescent moon hung low, channeling brilliant moonlight into her fingertips to form the Falling Moon Stellar Array. Once deployed, it was enough to protect those thousand people from the Heavenly Dao’s harm for a short time.

“Tsk…” Looking at the stellar array covering them, these great masters who had been locked away for years gritted their teeth. This array should have been used on Yin Shaoqing herself. They were all people who had lived for a thousand years; who among them was willing to be a burden?

And so, these people—stubborn beyond measure and refusing to listen to anyone—ripped off their Immortal-Binding Locks. They straightened their spines, which were creaking and groaning under the pressure of the Heavenly Dao. They hadn’t knelt to this unmerciful Heavenly Dao during the battle of the Heavenly Gate back then, and they certainly wouldn’t now! A single ant cannot shake an ancient tree, but ten thousand ants, following one after another, would eventually topple that massive, terrifying existence.

The pressure shared by the seniors made things slightly easier for Yin Shaoqing. A strike of grey spiritual energy from the Heavenly Dao tore through her ceremonial robes; the energy formed a blade that nearly severed her entire left arm. Amidst the splattering blood, that grey energy slithered like a venomous snake into her flesh, heading straight for the depths of her soul.

Within her sea of consciousness, the grey energy transformed into ten thousand screaming skeletons, charging into the endless… darkness. A world of black, without a sliver of light—oppressive and heavy. The malicious grey turned black the moment it entered. Like a drop of water joining a river, it failed to cause even a ripple.

Yin Shaoqing let out a light sneer. “A system that only recently gained intelligence dares to peer into my soul?” The reason the fat calico cat couldn’t choose a vessel for her was that their connection wasn’t deep enough; the system couldn’t leave a mark on her soul. The depths of Yin Shaoqing’s soul were too dark—dark enough to swallow everything.

Seeing its strike fail, the Heavenly Dao’s data processed again. If it couldn’t kill Yin Shaoqing quickly… according to its scan, the divine power of the Goddess Yun Han had been delivered to the World Core. Once the World Core possessed a divine body, she could use the Great Luck bestowed by the Laws to combat the rules the Heavenly Dao had set for this small world. She could break through the Void Refining stage and enter the Divine Realm directly. At that point, the Heavenly Dao would be suppressed.

Yin Shaoqing possessed the divine blood of the Sword Immortal Qingxue; half her body was the Heaven-Ascending Ladder, and her Tiangang sword was divine bone. She could withstand the impact of the immortal essence when the Heavenly Gate opened without being destroyed. Once the Gate opened, the Laws would sense the Heavenly Dao, and it would be obliterated. This went against its original intention of hiding in the small world and destroying the path of the Laws—the Heavenly Gate—to remain undetected.

The Heavenly Dao’s data spun rapidly. Suddenly, it froze and flashed above the floating clouds. The inverted stars and moon became its weapons.

BOOM…

On that day, the common people saw the sun set in the west, followed by the stars and moon shining together, illuminating the nine provinces. Amidst that brilliance, they saw heavenly fire descend, bringing destruction to the world. On that day, beasts wailed, plants withered, and wind and thunder never ceased. Under the natural disaster, they were powerless to resist.

Above the Immortal Sea, using her demigod soul power, Yin Shaoqing watched as heavenly fire descended everywhere. The entire small world, from the mountains to the seabed, was not spared. For the Heavenly Dao to bring down punishment was merely a matter of a single thought; it didn’t even require much effort.

As for her, her gold-patterned black clothes flared in the gale, breaking through the lightning. An array appeared beneath her feet to cover the earth, and her slender, fair hands held up ten thousand overlapping, complex Heaven-rank arrays. Each star-shard that struck the array felt like a mountain on her back. When the city gate is on fire, the fish in the moat suffer—she didn’t care about the fish, but she knew that if the fish died, Qianxue, who raised them, would be heartbroken.

While Yin Shaoqing held back the disaster alone, the Heavenly Dao controlled Pan Yang’s body to charge forward. A God-Slaying Blade, woven from the markings of the Heavenly Dao, struck directly at Yin Shaoqing’s back. That was where the Heaven-Ascending Ladder was; as long as it destroyed the Ladder, the Laws wouldn’t find it, and it could survive until the small world was destroyed.

With her hands holding the sky and her feet on the earth, Yin Shaoqing tilted her head coldly to look at the Heavenly Dao. The God-Slaying Blade drew closer inch by inch, yet her hands remained steady, holding up the falling stars, the arrays, and the common people under this collapsing roof. At this moment, anyone could hide, but she could not.

Success!

The moment the God-Slaying Blade pierced Yin Shaoqing’s skin and crimson blood fell on the white blade, the Heavenly Dao seemed to understand what mortals meant by “joy.” It was a light, airy feeling that made it feel as if it could fly.

In fact, it did fly.

Ancient silence, the world without breath. The Goddess Yun Han possessed a divine ability: to watch the fragrant elephant cross the river and cut off the flow at its source, taking a segment of time into her hand. Her palm held heaven, earth, and all living beings. In that frozen time, within the stagnant world, Yun Qianxue quietly rose.

The sound of her every step on the clouds was infinitely magnified in the silence. Her divine body had just finished reshaping; her steps were somewhat unsteady as she stumbled into the embrace of the equally frozen Yin Shaoqing. Standing on tiptoe, she buried her face in the other’s neck like a greedy little animal, breathing in that comforting scent of peach blossoms.

“Such a show-off, little girl.” A soft sigh sounded in her ear. Powerful arms circled her, and warm lips gently kissed her earlobe. Yun Qianxue blushed and obediently allowed Yin Shaoqing to dote on her. She hadn’t expected Yin Shaoqing to break through the time-stop and discover her secret move.

But now was not the time for this. Yun Qianxue looked up and kissed the person’s cheek, saying softly, “I’ll handle it.”

Yin Shaoqing withdrew the array, stroked the hair of the person in her arms, and nodded in agreement. She curled her lips and cautioned carefully, “Act within your strength.”

“Mhm,” Yun Qianxue promised obediently.

Their time was limited. With a turn of the jade token in her hand, the Heaven-Dividing Ruler appeared. “You be careful too.”

The Heaven-Locking Chain and the Heaven-Soaking Dew were both on Yin Shaoqing; half her body was the Ladder. With all four divine artifacts gathered, the Heavenly Gate should be reopened.

Their gazes met, and they stepped side-by-side, switching positions. The silver-patterned black silk and the gold-patterned black silk entangled and separated. Yun Qianxue now stood beneath the falling stars, her apricot eyes curved into a smile. At this moment, she finally had the right to stand side-by-side with Yin Shaoqing to face the hardships together.

Drip… A drop of spring water fell on a stone, and the silence was broken.

The heavenly fire continued its thundering descent, but the God-Slaying Blade struck nothing but empty air. The Heavenly Dao, which was not even a third of its former self, could not resist the time-stop. In its eyes, the black-clad woman had suddenly turned into a different person, as if by magic. It had gone from a demigod to a True God!

The Heavenly Dao’s light-hearted joy vanished instantly. It controlled Pan Yang to retreat, but a slender, soft hand gripped his throat.

Crack… The sound of the throat bone grinding and breaking was hideous, causing Yun Qianxue to look on in disgust. Without giving the Heavenly Dao a single chance to turn the tables, Yun Qianxue snapped Pan Yang’s neck directly. A maggot living on another person dies once it leaves the flesh.

The moment Pan Yang’s heart stopped, the Heavenly Dao’s data began to crash, and the natural disasters under its control grew even more violent. The sight of the entire star-screen falling was beautiful yet cruel. Yun Qianxue turned to look at this small world.

The cities she had once guarded, where the people knelt before her general’s temple pleading for protection. The mountains she had once trodden, where the beasts bowed their heads in sorrow, powerless to resist. The flowers she had personally planted, which were now only one day away from taking human form.

“What sin have the people committed…”

That delicate face—the deity who had once walked upon a valley of cold lotuses—came once more upon the lotuses. She had once used ten thousand years of accumulated merit to calm the Vast Sea of this small world; now, she used her entire divine power to pull back the eternal night and return the galaxy to its shroud. This stars and moon are so beautiful; what a pity if they were gone?

Many years later, an old man would sigh to his grandchildren, “Back then, I saw the sky about to collapse. The heavens were full of fire, and the stars and moon fell.” Fear still lingered in the old man’s eyes, but immediately after, a brighter light emerged from his clouded gaze. His withered hand reached tremblingly toward the crescent moon in the sky. His voice was full of awe and love. “But those cold lotuses across the sky sent the stars and moon back into the heavens.”

“And three beams of light, as bright as day, converged. Soon after, I heard the sound of a door opening.”

“The sound of a door opening?” A six- or seven-year-old child tilted his head. He was going to an Immortal Sect to seek a master tomorrow, but he still couldn’t let go of the stories his grandfather had told him since he was small.

“Yes.” The old man nodded with a smile. “The sound of a door opening.”

That deafening sound echoed through heaven and earth, announcing that the dead-end of the small world had been completely cleared. Simultaneously, that sound was accompanied by a sword-light that spanned heaven and earth, parting the surging immortal essence and severing the laws of obstruction.

Yin Shaoqing, with the thirty-six wings of the Ladder on her back, converted the spiritual energy in her body into immortal essence as she rose and fell. The Tiangang sword hummed loudly. The divine bone trembled; that one sword strike caused heaven and earth to lose their color.

The Laws descended, the Heavenly Dao was obliterated, and the stagnant air dispersed. A new Heavenly Dao for the small world was born within the silent operation of the Laws.

Yin Shaoqing’s body was half bone; the spine supported by the Ladder had snapped. The so-called Heaven-Ascending Ladder was never a set of smooth steps for people to walk into the Gate one by one. It was the sword in Yin Shaoqing’s hand. That sword broke through the surging immortal essence that could destroy the small world, carving out a path of life from a dead-end, building a door in a high wall, and letting celestial light leak into the darkness.

As the divine power faded, Yun Qianxue walked with unsteady steps to Yin Shaoqing’s side. Her lowered eyelids could not hide her tears. She knelt beside the blood-stained Yin Shaoqing, her trembling hand not daring to touch her, for fear of causing her pain by touching a wound.

Unable to bear the sight of her little wife’s cowering manner, Yin Shaoqing simply used her left hand to pull Yun Qianxue’s soft hand onto the skeletal right side of her face. She curled half her lips and asked in a hideous, terrifying voice, “Are you afraid?”

That one sentence caused Yun Qianxue to break down completely. She lunged forward to circle Yin Shaoqing’s uninjured side of her neck, sobbing loudly. Tears fell like rain, making Yin Shaoqing’s heart ache. She used her single hand to pat her little wife’s back, rocking her slightly to comfort her. “Don’t cry, don’t cry. You won’t be pretty if you cry like a calico cat.”

The fat calico cat, which had already transformed into a data stream when Yin Shaoqing opened the Gate, was hidden within her body, feeling quite speechless. It had calculated the attack data of the immortal essence for Yin Shaoqing and found a loophole in the God Space rules to help its host block one hit. At this moment, it had been beaten so badly it couldn’t take its cat form and could only hide in the host’s sea of consciousness to recover. It circled around Yin Shaoqing’s sea of consciousness and began preparing to find “tips for coaxing people” for its host.

Yun Qianxue touched that half of the withered bone, weeping bitterly. She whispered with trembling lips, “What should we do…” That was damage caused by the immortal essence of the Heavenly Gate; spiritual energy simply couldn’t heal it. Only divine power could, but her divine power had already faded. If she hadn’t saved…

“Shh, I have a way. Don’t let your thoughts wander.” Yin Shaoqing reached out to press against her pink lips, wanting her to suppress the regret buried in her heart. She didn’t like her kind little girl constantly regretting things. She had done all this just to free her from the shackles of the Heavenly Dao Curse, to let her be free. As for the ultimate consequences, she never bothered to think about them. She followed her own will, so willful it was a headache.

Yun Qianxue bit her lip, forcing back the tears and the thoughts she shouldn’t have. She helped Yin Shaoqing up. The Heavenly Gate stood wide open above the clouds. Those cultivators who had been suppressed and locked in the Zhou Tian Pavilion for a thousand years felt their bonds dissolve. Using the immortal essence split by Yin Shaoqing, they underwent their tribulations one after another, ascending into the clouds.

A total of one thousand eight hundred and thirty-one immortals, though without divine power, all took action, using half their immortal strength to reconstruct the other half of Yin Shaoqing’s body. Yin Shaoqing was momentarily surprised, then nodded her thanks. “Seniors, thank you.” With half their divine power gone, these people’s cultivation would inevitably drop by more than a full realm, and it was possible they would remain at their current level forever without further advancement.

“No need for thanks.” Elder Xing Yan shook his head and let out a long sigh. “If not for you two, we would likely have been trapped in this small world to turn to dust.”

“If thanks are to be given, it is we who thank you.” The crowd of immortals cupped their hands in a group salute. They thanked the two for risking their lives to open the Heavenly Gate and save the small world; they thanked them for caring for the common people and stopping the disaster—this was a truly great deed. From then on, their names were not only etched into the hearts of the cultivators but were also spoken by the common people. This world would know that they were protected by two supreme deities. A cold lotus named Qianxue, and a peach blossom named Shaoqing.

“Destiny correction progress for the angst-trope female lead has reached 100%. Congratulations, Host, for completing the mission. Does the host wish to leave this world immediately?”

The fat calico cat rolled around in Yin Shaoqing’s sea of consciousness. Wonderful—its host’s rating was an S. Special bonus points were added for protecting all living beings and possessing a kind heart. The system covered its mouth with its paws, its whiskers twitching. It liked the female lead of this world. It was she who changed the host. One must know that in other worlds, its host was incredibly cold. And many times, because she was too indifferent, the God Space used it as an excuse to deduct points when she completed missions.

“I’m not leaving,” Yin Shaoqing shook her head resolutely. She took Yun Qianxue’s hand, looked down at the girl’s blushing cheeks, and smiled as she kissed her forehead. “I still owe her a wedding.” Ten miles of red silk, the three letters and six rites, and an eight-bearer sedan to marry her through the door.

“Why am I the one being married?” Yun Qianxue had learned to be a bit tsundere, rubbing against Yin Shaoqing’s palm with a coquettish huff. She teased softly, “What if I don’t marry?”

“Then I’ll just marry into your family~” Yin Shaoqing shrugged. No big deal. Who marries whom is the same, right?

“You certainly know how to talk.” Yun Qianxue burst into a laugh. Look at this woman acting all submissive; the reason her mouth was so sweet now was likely because she was thinking of how to escape kneeling on a washboard.

“Of course I will marry you.” Yun Qianxue leaned against Yin Shaoqing, as clingy as a little cat. But cats can bite too. She curled her pink lips and said as if nonchalantly, “I’ve already prepared my dowry. There are a full three hundred washboards—enough for your use.”

CRACK-BOOM!!

What is a bolt from the blue? This was it!

“Hey, no, honey, can we not have those things?” Yin Shaoqing’s knees felt the pain in advance. Three hundred! By the time she finished kneeling, how many years would have passed? Could she even enter the bridal chamber with her little girl?!

“Heh, you’re remembering to be afraid now?” Yun Qianxue stood firm, looking up at this woman who was a head taller than her, tall and breathtakingly beautiful. For some reason, her eyes turned red again. The thought of the Vast Sea, the thought of how dangerous everyone said it was… the thought of what if this person had encountered danger, what if she could never come back… Yun Qianxue simply couldn’t imagine a life without Yin Shaoqing by her side.

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