Transmigrated Into The Arms Of The Heroine Of A Sadistic Novel - Chapter 31

Before looking at those picture books, Tan Changxin had no idea that lovers could do things beyond hugging and holding hands.

But after flipping through a few volumes, she felt the door to a new world open up to her, and those images on the paper were branded into her memory like a scorching iron.

So much so that she even had that kind of dream, and in the dream, she viciously bullied Lin Yanyu.

In dreams, all phenomena originate from daily memories, as well as the dreamer’s inner emotions and desires. Tan Changxin truly hadn’t expected that her inner self harbored a monster of strong desires; otherwise, how could she have sexually molested Lin Yanyu in a dream?

Moreover, everything in the dream was incredibly vivid, making it almost impossible for her to distinguish between reality and illusion. Sometimes she thought she truly had some entanglement with Lin Yanyu, and sometimes she abruptly woke up, realizing she was only dreaming.

Even after escaping the dream, as long as she saw Lin Yanyu, she couldn’t help but let her mind wander.

Tan Changxin was still eating malt sugar when Lin Yanyu suddenly felt the spiritual energy thread she had set up at the door being touched. She quickly greeted Tan Changxin, performed a teleportation spell, and went downstairs.

She had never expected the person standing at the door to be Ye Yaozhi.

The latter’s face was pale, and she was draped in an expensive white fox fur coat, standing quietly with her eyes lowered. She clearly looked like she hadn’t recovered from a serious injury.

“What are you doing here?” Lin Yanyu’s heart tightened, but she still questioned unceremoniously, “Could it be that you’ve come to seek revenge for your new master?”

“Of course not.” Ye Yaozhi kept her head down, her attitude returning to her usual deference. “Yaozhi is here to find the Second Miss.”

“If there’s really something, you can tell me all the same.” Lin Yanyu blocked the doorway, not letting her in. “Speak quickly, or don’t blame me for being impolite!”

Ye Yaozhi, however, bit her lip and said no more. Her body trembled slightly, and her hands were tightly clenched, as if she was desperately enduring pain.

Lin Yanyu was not someone who yielded to toughness, and this foolish wolf remaining silent made things difficult for her.

Fortunately, Tan Changxin came downstairs shortly after to check the situation.

She gently pulled Lin Yanyu behind her and asked Ye Yaozhi calmly, “You’re looking for me?”

Only then did Ye Yaozhi raise her head to meet her gaze, performing a bow. She said, “The Patriarch has ordered Master to travel with you to take up a post at the Profound Mystery Academy. At that time, please guide the Second Miss.”

Lin Yanyu was stunned. This plot was completely deviating from the original novel!

She remembered that Yang Hengyu and Ye Yaozhi in the original text would leave home to travel and lobby various demon-slaying factions, slowly gathering a force to attack the Demon Realm. Why had Yang Hengyu suddenly been assigned a job now?!

She instinctively wanted to refuse, but to her surprise, Tan Changxin nodded and said indifferently, “We will depart tomorrow at Chen Shi (7-9 AM). If you wish to travel together, go back and pack your luggage as soon as possible.”

“Yes,” Ye Yaozhi replied.

Watching her leave unsteadily, Lin Yanyu quickly pulled Tan Changxin back inside the building and asked in confusion, “Why did you agree to them? I remember you dislike Yang Hengyu the most, and we just had a conflict.”

“The enemy is hidden, and I am exposed; that is not the best strategy,” Tan Changxin calmly explained. “Although I prefer them to be out of sight and out of mind, since they are both my enemies, keeping them close makes it easier to monitor them.”

She paused, then said gravely, “However, given Yang Hengyu’s nature, even Father must have spent a lot of effort persuading her, and may have even promised her some exceptions.”

What Lin Yanyu thought of was her Grudge-Free Fan. She quickly asked Tan Changxin to take out the fan. “Yesterday I heard Yang Hengyu say she absolutely must snatch the Grudge Free Fan before leaving home. Quickly check if the fan has been swapped or tampered with!”

Tan Changxin’s gaze shifted slightly. Not daring to be careless, she quickly took out the Grudge-Free Fan, unfolded it, and also brought out some appraisal tools, checking it together with Lin Yanyu.

“This is indeed a Dharma artifact from a renowned forging master,” Tan Changxin stated conclusively after about two quarters of an hour. “I haven’t found any signs of tampering.”

Lin Yanyu also hadn’t found anything. She shook her head, helping her put away the tools, and said, “Then refine it as soon as possible to prevent any future complications. Call me to protect you when you need it.”

Tan Changxin agreed but then said, “Yanyu, could I trouble you to go to Hengyu Tower immediately?”

“That’s no trouble at all.” Lin Yanyu readily agreed without hesitation. “Tell me, what do you need me to do at Hengyu Tower?”

“I suspect Yang Hengyu has woken up and been detoxified,” Tan Changxin frowned. “Father really wasted too much time last night. If it were just to punish Ye Yaozhi, it shouldn’t have taken that long.”

Lin Yanyu understood. She smiled, dropping a casual “Leave it to me,” and transformed into a black shadow, darting out of the Cloud Piercing Tower.

She skillfully reached the window of Yang Hengyu’s room, and when she heard Yang Hengyu’s clear voice, she wasn’t surprised.

After all, the Tan Family Patriarch in the original novel was indeed a shrewd character. He couldn’t bear to abandon either of his two daughters, but he also aimed to keep them in check, with his stance constantly wavering. It truly seemed like something he would do to vent his anger on behalf of his younger daughter and then go and detoxify his elder daughter.

Lin Yanyu crouched down in her usual spot and happened to hear Yang Hengyu talking about her. “Tan Changxin is timid and submissive, not worth fearing. Your young master, however, is unpredictable.”

“Young Master Xuanlin is indeed spirited and fiery,” Ye Yaozhi’s voice came through. “But she doesn’t overthink things.”

“No, she is far from as foolish as you describe.” Yang Hengyu retorted, “Not only does she consider things carefully, but she also uses her straightforwardness against me. Yesterday, I never anticipated that she would force out the ‘Three Day Chill’ and store it separately, then return it to me in such a direct and dramatic manner. The commotion was quite significant. If Father hadn’t tried his best to downplay the situation, it might have truly been unmanageable.”

Lin Yanyu listened intently for a while, and the conversation was entirely an analysis and critique of herself. She hadn’t been this meticulous when writing her own year-end self-assessment report in her previous life.

Finally, it was Ye Yaozhi who ended the analysis, reminding Yang Hengyu that they would be setting off early tomorrow morning and needed a good rest today.

Yang Hengyu scoffed, “Mere residual poison, it doesn’t bother me. You took the punishment for me, and now you dare to manage me?”

Then came Ye Yaozhi’s startled cry, which was cut off halfway, likely because Yang Hengyu covered her mouth.

Lin Yanyu felt she had heard everything necessary and was about to get up and leave when she suddenly heard a muffled groan from Yang Hengyu, followed by a fiercely uttered “Presumptuous.” The next second, there were desperate, struggling shrieks.

And it was Yang Hengyu screaming.

Lin Yanyu: ???

The flames of gossip burned intensely in her heart. She thought, Just one look, and with a whoosh, she leaped onto the windowsill, still hidden in the eaves’ shadow, sticking her head out to peer into the room.

She saw Ye Yaozhi pinning Yang Hengyu to the bed. One of Ye Yaozhi’s arms was pressed against Yang Hengyu’s mouth, letting her bite it, while the other hand began to tear at her clothes.

Lin Yanyu was silent, then quickly fled the scene of the gossip, afraid of seeing things she shouldn’t.

Although she didn’t know why Ye Yaozhi dared to treat her master like this, the scene was far too shocking. Looking at it one more time would surely shorten her lifespan.

When Lin Yanyu returned to the Cloud Piercing Tower, Tan Changxin was tidying her wardrobe.

Lin Yanyu’s wardrobe in her previous life mainly consisted of uniforms for missions and comfortable, short casual wear for daily use. She would only change clothes and put on makeup when special missions required a disguise.

She observed for a while, noticing that the young girl’s wardrobe style was quite similar to her own. It contained only simple-patterned Dharma robes or various stages of demon slayer uniforms. A strange sense of sympathy welled up, making her unable to resist patting the young girl’s shoulder.

Tan Changxin was distracted, thinking about last night’s dream. Startled by the sudden pat on her shoulder, she trembled all over, turned around guiltily, and muttered, “You’re back? Thank you for your trouble.”

“Aren’t you planning to buy yourself some nice clothes?” Lin Yanyu asked, looking at the wardrobe. “Like little dresses or something.”

Tan Changxin shook her head. She neatly folded the Dharma robe in her hand and closed the wardrobe. “We’ll be heading out on a mission this time. I’m not good at casting spells while wearing dresses, so I won’t consider it for now.”

“Fair enough, just choose the clothes that suit you best,” Lin Yanyu nodded, agreeing with her.

Putting all the folded clothes into her storage jade pendant, Tan Changxin asked, “You were gone for so long, was it because Yang Hengyu woke up and was talking to Ye Yaozhi?”

“She did wake up. I just listened in for a bit before returning,” Lin Yanyu sat down beside her. “Yang Hengyu didn’t say much, just reminded Ye Yaozhi to watch out for me. Looks like she finds me quite difficult to deal with.”

Tan Changxin had been paying attention to her expression all along. Seeing her fall silent after speaking, she pressed, “Did you see anything else?”

“Anything else…” Lin Yanyu almost blurted it out, but upon seeing the young girl’s curious gaze, she suddenly came to her senses. “No, nothing else at all.”

Tan Changxin blinked, then said intentionally, “A dignified Young Master of the Demon Realm, yet you can’t even lie.”

Lin Yanyu: “…”

“It’s nothing important…” Lin Yanyu began to stammer. Although she was reluctant to recall the bizarre scene she had just witnessed, she still truthfully recounted it to the young girl.

After listening, Tan Changxin also fell silent. After a long pause, she commented, “It’s indeed not important, but there is something worth noting.”

“Elaborate?” Lin Yanyu quickly asked.

Regardless of how shocking the scene was, obtaining information was a good thing.

“Yang Hengyu would never allow a subordinate to treat her like that,” Tan Changxin analyzed. “Not even a personal maid, let alone Ye Yaozhi, who just became a demon attendant. Unless… they have established an equal relationship.”

She paused, intentionally looking at Lin Yanyu, and explained, “Just like us, transforming from a master-servant relationship to… companions.”

Lin Yanyu thought back to Ye Yaozhi’s actions. She couldn’t possibly consider that a form of contact that companions would engage in, but it was depicted in those indescribable picture books…

Just as the thought crossed her mind, she heard Tan Changxin say, “Secondly, Yang Hengyu’s temper is not this good. Since she didn’t resist, it means the residual poison’s effect on her is considerable.”

“That’s true. We are scheduled to depart tomorrow morning. Even if she spends this entire day and night recuperating, she might not be able to completely clear the residual poison,” Lin Yanyu nodded. “Oh, right, should we tell Feng Xianchen and the others about this? I remember Feng Xianchen said she would travel with us.”

“Those were just polite words, no need to take them seriously.” Tan Changxin smiled faintly. Although she said this, she still took out two sound-transmitting talismans and sent messages to Feng Xianchen and Zhuang Jingwei respectively.

“I plan to refine the Grudge Free Fan. Thank you for protecting me.” After finishing the transmission, Tan Changxin summoned the Grudge Free Fan and nodded to Lin Yanyu.

Lin Yanyu was already prepared. She quickly formed a hand seal, and the spiritual energy threads that had been set up earlier instantly connected, forming a spiritual energy barrier to prevent anyone from entering the Cloud-Piercing Tower from the outside.

Tan Changxin took the Grudge-Free Fan and entered the quiet room, sitting cross legged. Only when Lin Yanyu came and sat down across from her did she cast a spell, making the Grudge Free Fan levitate in front of her. She closed her eyes and slowly began the refinement process.

Lin Yanyu watched her actions and remembered that she hadn’t refined the Floating Ax she had obtained by chance either. She couldn’t help but sink her spiritual consciousness into her Dantian, gently touching the Floating Ax.

Any Dharma artifact needed to be refined to unleash its full potential otherwise, it was no different from an object made of ordinary metal.

Lin Yanyu, firstly, didn’t have the time to refine it, and secondly, she felt that she didn’t need any special features for the time being. The axe itself, along with the killing intent sealed inside, was enough for her to utilize. After forming the contract with the Floating Ax, she let it settle in her Dantian and hadn’t paid any attention to it since.

However, right now, she had to wholeheartedly protect the young girl. After checking on her beloved axe, she focused all her attention on Tan Changxin.

But she only looked intently.

Since the incident two days ago where she suddenly fainted after exchanging internal energy, Lin Yanyu didn’t dare to probe her internal energy into Tan Changxin’s body. Moreover, the current plot was very fast paced, and she was genuinely afraid of passing out and causing trouble. Even when sobering up the young girl, she used the “Spirit Manipulation Technique” to control the young girl’s own spiritual energy.

Time passed moment by moment. Lin Yanyu only saw the Grudge Free Fan, suspended in mid air, unfold by itself. The peach blossom pattern tightly attached to the fan surface gradually became three dimensional. Before long, large clusters of pink peach blossoms bloomed once more, instantly filling the room with the intoxicating fragrance of peach blossoms.

Lin Yanyu was somewhat in a trance. She even felt the peach blossoms begin to wither without wind, and petals twirled as they flew toward her. She couldn’t help but raise her hand to catch them. The petal that landed in her palm was incredibly soft. When she rubbed it with her fingers, she could faintly feel dampness, as if it had just drunk the morning dew.

However, just after Lin Yanyu pinched that peach blossom petal, the scene before her suddenly shifted. Layers of red gauze shimmered before her, and soon, a woman appeared with her back to her. Her ink-like hair flowed down over her unadorned shoulders, reaching her ankles.

The woman turned her face toward her and smiled alluringly. It was actually Tan Changxin.

Lin Yanyu felt her eye twitch and immediately realized she was under an illusion. She quickly formed a mental clarity spell in her hand, but before she could cast it, she was embraced from behind by a pair of arms.

Coincidentally, they were wrapped right around the original body’s most sensitive waist.

But this time, Lin Yanyu had learned her lesson. She took a deep breath, and her hand movements didn’t stop. After forming the spell, she touched her own glabella, and the illusion before her instantly vanished.

“Stop messing around!” Lin Yanyu whispered, and as she put down her hand, she patted the arm still wrapped around her.

“How did you escape so quickly?” Tan Changxin’s voice sounded by her ear. The warm breath brushed against her cat ear, making Lin Yanyu involuntarily shrink her neck.

“I’ve seen too many charm-type illusions in the Demon Realm; I’m already numb to them,” Lin Yanyu didn’t break free from her, but just slightly lifted her head, rubbing her cat ear against her chin. “But… you didn’t have to use yourself to charm me, did you?”

“Why not?” Tan Changxin smiled and countered, “Could it be that the well-informed Young Master of the Demon Realm could still fall for it?”

Lin Yanyu: “…”

For some reason, she always felt that when the young girl referred to her as “Young Master of the Demon Realm,” she was harboring mischief.