Transmigrated Into The Arms Of The Heroine Of A Sadistic Novel - Chapter 19

Lin Yanyu dared to use the great axe as a demonstration target because the book had mentioned that the original character used such a massive cold weapon to protect Tan Changxin.

Although the original character’s action scenes in the novel could be counted on one’s fingers, the relevant description indicated that the original character possessed a superhuman strength setting.

After the recent attempt, Lin Yanyu confirmed the existence of this setting. Moreover, the great axe on the East Arena was quite prestigious, and even if she couldn’t lift it, it wouldn’t be a big problem resulting in public embarrassment.

After Tan Changxin let go, Lin Yanyu effortlessly picked up the great axe, twirling the handle, and examined it with interest. She smiled and said, “What a fine axe! Can I take it?”

“No, no! This is the treasure of Senior Ling Cang!” Feng Xianchen quickly waved her hands. “He won’t mind if you use it during the arena match, but you absolutely cannot take it away!”

“Which little rascal is calling me ‘senior’ again?”

A lazy male voice was heard, and Ling Cang, who had just left, instantly appeared behind the three of them.

Feng Xianchen immediately wilted again, meekly replying, “It’s me…”

Lin Yanyu cupped her fist towards Ling Cang as a salute. Seeing Ling Cang pacing around her, she deliberately asked, “Senior, would you lend me this great axe for a few days?”

“This is the Ethereal Axe, forged by the previous Silver Orchid-tier demon hunter who commissioned its creation. It was made from a section of a dragon’s horn and a dragon’s bone of a bloodthirsty evil dragon from the Corpse Eating Abyss in the Demon Realm, carrying a heavy murderous aura,” Ling Cang stopped pacing and said flatly. “If the little cat demon isn’t afraid of being controlled by the murderous aura, she can form a blood pact with it and take it for use. There’s no need to return it.”

“I can help her stabilize her mind.” Before Lin Yanyu could answer, she heard Tan Changxin say, “Yanyu, do you want it?”

“Of course!” Lin Yanyu replied without hesitation. This great axe was a magical artifact, and such artifacts were generally in short supply in this world. Possessing one was a gain.

Moreover, the axe handle was made of a light coffee-colored dragon bone, resembling amber. Aside from the dragon scale pattern and cloud motifs, it had no other ornamentation. The overall color scheme was subdued and inconspicuous, which she found very pleasing.

“Then form the pact,” Ling Cang looked at the Ethereal Axe and made a ‘please’ gesture. “I don’t need to teach you how to make a magical artifact recognize its owner, do I?”

He had the face of someone in his early twenties, and Lin Yanyu truly felt awkward calling him ‘senior.’ After cupping her fist to thank him, she decisively sliced her finger and dripped blood onto the Ethereal Axe.

Based on her memory, Tan Changxin in the novel also chose a sword on this very arena and formed a pact with it with Ling Cang’s consent. Now, she had only been in the human realm with Tan Changxin for half a day and already obtained her blood-pact weapon. Perhaps the protagonist’s halo truly existed.

The drop of blood was quickly absorbed by the Ethereal Axe. At the same time, Lin Yanyu felt a mysterious connection establish between herself and the Ethereal Axe.

She attempted to sense the Ethereal Axe and commanded it to hide within her body. The Ethereal Axe then transformed into a streak of light and merged with her.

The onlookers at the bottom of the arena had not yet dispersed. Seeing Lin Yanyu subdue the caretaker’s treasure so easily, they were all stunned.

“That girl is a demon. How can a demon subdue a magical artifact created by a human!?”

“She seems to be a demon attendant, right? Otherwise, how could Uncle Ling Cang do nothing and even give away a good weapon for free!”

“Is she Miss Feng’s demon attendant?”

“No, Miss Tan Er just guaranteed that she could help stabilize her mind. The cat demon’s master must be Miss Tan Er!”

Not to mention these passersby, even Feng Xianchen was bewildered. When she looked at Lin Yanyu again, her gaze was one of genuine admiration.

“Are you uncomfortable after forming the blood pact?” Only Tan Changxin supported Lin Yanyu, asking with concern, “Do you want to go back and rest?”

Lin Yanyu shook her head. She understood the little girl’s concern. After all, when they formed the master-servant blood pact last night, Tan Changxin was weak for a long time and needed three hours of rest to recover.

“You should still go back and rest,” Ling Cang said again. “This great axe has a temper. It only bonds with those who are fated, but it may not be kind to them.”

Lin Yanyu placed her hand on her dantian and was quite surprised. After she stored the Ethereal Axe in her dantian, it floated quietly without any movement.

It was as well-behaved as a stray dog that had found its home.

“Thank you for your concern, Senior, but I want to accompany Changxin for a walk first,” Lin Yanyu smiled.

When she looked at Tan Changxin after saying this, she saw the other person blush again, raising her hand to cover her face as if tidying her hair, and quietly said, “Yanyu has me to protect her. Please rest assured, Senior.”

Lin Yanyu was in a good mood and couldn’t help but look at the little girl a few more times. Only when the other person turned around did she withdraw her gaze.

She remembered the magical artifact in the original novel the Fan of No Resentment which was given by Father Tan to Yang Hengyu and was later taken back by Tan Changxin when she murdered her sister. This made her heart stir again.

A little girl who blushes so easily should be paired with a fan.

After walking around the arena, none of the three found any signs of foul play.

“This senior doesn’t allow cheating from either side of the competition,” Ling Cang, who was following behind them, said lazily. “Instead of checking the venue, you should think about how to prevent sneak attacks during the match. Although that eldest miss has a peculiar temper, she has never lost a match.”

“Yang Hengyu… Sister has never lost?!” Tan Changxin was stunned.

“Yes, she is a frequent visitor to my East Arena,” Ling Cang waved his sleeve, summoned a booklet, and threw it to her.

Tan Changxin flipped through it, and Lin Yanyu also leaned over to look. Yang Hengyu’s name indeed appeared frequently, and she had no losses.

“This senior is not very clear about the matters of your Tan family, nor do I want to know, but Hengyu, that girl, has never tampered with the venue. At most, she uses some of the strange poisons she concocted herself during the match,” Ling Cang continued. “She does like to toy with her opponents. Those who compete with her are often beaten to a point where they are not seriously injured but look miserable, and then she forces them back onto the arena to beat them again after a while, refusing to let up even when they beg for mercy, until she is satisfied.”

Tan Changxin nodded silently, closed the booklet, returned it, and looked serious.

“Can a demon attendant assist their master in a match?” Lin Yanyu suddenly asked.

“Naturally,” Ling Cang nodded. “A demon attendant is one of the important reference factors for evaluating the strength of a high-ranking demon hunter. Those famous Silver Orchid-tier demon hunters all have demon attendants, but not every demon attendant can cooperate with their master in combat.”

“This doesn’t count as two on one?” Feng Xianchen asked curiously.

“Of course not,” Ling Cang affirmed. “The demon attendant and the demon hunter are one entity.”

Lin Yanyu instinctively looked at Tan Changxin, but the little girl still had a serious expression, seemingly still pondering how to deal with Yang Hengyu, and didn’t seem to be listening to Ling Cang.

“Can a demon attendant also be an equal companion to a demon hunter?” Feng Xianchen asked again. “If the person and the demon are already quite familiar with each other…”

“Absolutely not!” Ling Cang shook his head, his gaze becoming sharp. “Never! If a demon attendant is allowed to be willful, it will bring catastrophe to the human realm. Back then, your mother…”

He suddenly stopped, intentionally glanced at Lin Yanyu, waved his hand impatiently, and said, “Alright, after checking the venue, hurry up and leave! Instead of inquiring about these irrelevant trivial matters, you should practice more spells while there’s no match!”

The caretaker suddenly rushed them off, so Lin Yanyu and the others had no choice but to step down from the arena.

“Two on one, won’t we definitely win!” On the way back to the Tan family, Feng Xianchen exclaimed excitedly, “Sister Lin even knows the ‘Spirit Taming Technique’ and can easily use that great axe!”

Tan Changxin shook her head. “Not necessarily.”

“Changxin is right,” Lin Yanyu nodded. “Changxin and I have known each other and formed a pact for less than a day. Where would we find the unspoken understanding for a two-on-one? Fighting side by side with an unfamiliar teammate might even hold each other back.”

“Yang Hengyu registered for the match after knowing I have a demon attendant,” Tan Changxin took over. “She doesn’t know when Yanyu and I formed the pact, yet she is still so confident. It’s likely she has a contingency plan.”

“That’s true…” Feng Xianchen drooped, sighing, “That woman’s actions cannot be judged by common sense!”

She seemed to recall something, stopped suddenly on the road, approached Tan Changxin, and whispered, “Sister Changxin, do you feel like Sister Lin is a different cat since she arrived in the human realm?”

“What do you mean by that?” Tan Changxin frowned.

“Just what the words mean!” Feng Xianchen said. “Don’t you think Sister Lin is much more composed and reliable?”

“This cat was originally composed and reliable,” Lin Yanyu said, both amused and annoyed, and casually reminded her, “Silly little sister, you don’t need to deliberately whisper what you want to say next. This cat isn’t deaf.”

“Eh? You, you called me sister?!” However, Feng Xianchen’s focus was severely misplaced. She excitedly grabbed Lin Yanyu’s sleeve, her face full of excitement.

Lin Yanyu didn’t know what she was so excited about. She raised her hand, pulled her hand away, and tapped her playfully. She sternly asked, “Do you dare to ignore what this cat just said?”

“No, no, no…”

“Then repeat it!”

Tan Changxin was initially still troubled, but listening to the two sisters talking back and forth, the older sister deliberately putting on a stern face, and the younger sister having an unconcealable smile on her face even as she caved in, she was unconsciously affected and smiled with pursed lips.

She originally intended to return to the Tan family, but Feng Xianchen, in her excitement, grabbed Lin Yanyu and insisted on taking her back to the Feng family to see her uncle.

“Are you stupid! My identity will be exposed if I go to your house!” Lin Yanyu felt that the previous remark Feng Xianchen made was also suitable to describe her: this silly half-demon little sister’s actions cannot be judged by common sense!

How could there be such a naive and impulsive person among high-ranking demon hunters!

Tan Changxin also felt it was inappropriate. She found an empty alley and asked Feng Xianchen in a deep voice, “Eighteen years ago, the conflict between the human and demon races was due to the Demon Realm Lord tearing apart the barrier between the two realms. Senior Feng Funing, your biological mother, sacrificed herself to seal the entrance. You couldn’t possibly not know about this, right? Your uncle couldn’t possibly not hate the Demon Realm Lord Xuan Qing, right?”

“I know, of course!” Feng Xianchen looked up, without any hint of anger in her eyes. “It’s precisely because my uncle told me that there was a hidden agenda to the events back then, that Xuan Qing’s mother was exploited and was actually a very good demon, that I dared to chase you into the Demon Realm!”

Lin Yanyu frowned upon hearing this. However, it was common for transmigrators to encounter plot changes, so she didn’t take it too seriously, only pressing on, “So, you insist on taking me to see your uncle, planning to tell me the truth of what happened back then?”

Seeing Feng Xianchen nodding like a chick pecking rice, serious yet naive, she suddenly chuckled lightly, “But Senior Feng Funing is dead, and my mother has been disheartened and is living in seclusion in the depths of the Demon Realm. I can’t return to the Demon Realm anytime soon. Even if I know the truth, what’s the point?”

Feng Xianchen was stunned and remained silent for a long time before saying, “I just want to treat you well as an older sister after clearing things up. I feel very close to you, and I can’t help but want to call you sister…”

“If you genuinely want to call me sister, suit yourself,” Lin Yanyu wished she could open her skull to see if it was filled with water. “But since the events of that year have been spread as my mother’s fault, demon hunters in the human realm must hate my mother, and by extension, they will hate me. You are the eldest miss of the Feng family, the only descendant of Feng Funing. Where does that leave a sister? If some demon hunter accidentally hears you call me that, tell me, will I be safe? And will Changxin, who formed a pact with me, be spared?”

Seeing Feng Xianchen lower her head, she softened her tone and asked helplessly, “Sister Lin, Sister Yanyu, Lin Yanyu, aren’t these names enough for you to call me?”

Feng Xianchen nodded, took a deep breath, and after a long while, obediently said, “I understand, Sister Lin. I was wrong. I’m sorry.”

Tan Changxin gently patted her shoulder and shook her head at her.

Lin Yanyu felt a bit strange. When she read the original novel, she had never encountered such a naive and impulsive Feng Xianchen!

But as they walked out of the alley, she suddenly understood.

The original character in the novel was killed by the blackened Tan Changxin and never lived long enough to meet Feng Xianchen. Therefore, she couldn’t see how Feng Xianchen would react when the sisters met.

A blood relative she was alone in her previous life and never had one. After transmigrating, she did, but she carried the identity of a villain who couldn’t openly acknowledge her biological sister.

And this biological sister had lost her mother since childhood. After finally meeting her sister, she naturally sought ways to get close to her.

This was indeed fate’s cruel hand.

Thinking this, Lin Yanyu suddenly transformed back into a black cat, jumped onto Feng Xianchen’s shoulder, and gently rubbed her face.

The little half-demon seemed stunned by the rubbing, freezing in place, motionless.

“I spoke without thinking. The words just now were too harsh. I apologize,” Lin Yanyu sincerely said. “Here, let you stroke my fur. Even if you can’t call me sister, I will look after you like one, okay?”

After saying this, she jumped into Feng Xianchen’s arms. Only when a trembling hand began to stroke her cat fur did she breathe a sigh of relief.

The three finally returned to the Tan family the way they came. As they passed by the Hengyu Tower, they didn’t hear the sound of the pipa, nor did they see Yang Hengyu playing the pipa by the window.

Feng Xianchen had been stroking the cat the entire way and felt much better. By this point, her emotions had recovered. She couldn’t help but ask, “Where did that woman go?”

Lin Yanyu used the surrounding spiritual energy to sense and shook her head, “She’s not in the tower. She might have gone out.”

Feng Xianchen nodded upon hearing this. After escorting Tan Changxin to the entrance of the Cloud-Piercing Tower, she handed the black cat in her arms back to Tan Changxin and waved, “Then I’ll head back now. See you at hai hour (9 PM to 11 PM).”

After seeing Feng Xianchen off, Tan Changxin, holding the cat, walked into the tower and locked the door.

“Why are you shaking too?” Lin Yanyu felt the hand resting on her body trembling slightly. She quickly tugged at her sleeve. “Don’t be nervous. I will protect you. I even obtained a blood pact artifact!”

Tan Changxin sighed softly, suddenly held her up, and pressed her face against the soft cat fur.