Transmigrated Into The Arms Of The Heroine Of A Sadistic Novel - Chapter 41

Lin Yanyu could actually fly.

The Art of Spirit Control was an all-purpose technique so long as there was spiritual energy nearby, it could be used. Once mastered, even a glance or a flick of a finger could manipulate spiritual qi.

Now that she had grown a single wing, she wanted to imitate the feathered races and try flying with it.

Ancient texts recorded that the mythical Biyi Birds had to fly in pairs, but Lin Yanyu didn’t need that. She only had to control the surrounding spiritual energy to keep her body balanced flapping the wing was more symbolic than necessary.

Qin Changxin, however, believed it completely. Ever since she saw the cat sprout a wing, she had been daydreaming about riding on its back especially picturing how the cat would fly with one wing.

Her imagination soon came true. The cat really did carry her into the air and quite steadily at that.

The closer they got to the island’s center, the louder and more chaotic the bird cries became. Afraid of being discovered by bird demons, Lin Yanyu dared not release her spiritual sense. Estimating that they were close enough, she landed behind some low shrubs, took on human form, and only after Qin Changxin set up an illusion barrier did they cautiously creep forward to observe.

The scene ahead was utter chaos feathers of every color scattered everywhere. Around twenty or thirty bird demons were fighting, each with visible mutations.

After assessing the situation, Lin Yanyu summoned the Piaoran Axe and hurled it.

Unrestrained, the axe spun wildly through the air like a crazed beast. When it finally returned to Lin Yanyu’s hand, it was saturated with killing intent nearly overflowing.

She stroked the axe approvingly, then put it away and looked toward the bloodied battleground before pulling Qin Changxin along.

Without the killing aura to drive them mad, the bird demons began to regain consciousness. Seeing exorcists approach, they tried to drive them away, but were too weak to move only flapping their wings angrily, creating a tense standoff.

“Do you still remember how the fight started?” Lin Yanyu asked bluntly.

“The fight…?” Most of them looked confused. After some time, one bird demon spoke up: “Yuqi said he’d found clean water and gave it to us to drink. After that, we started going crazy.”

“Yes, that’s right!” others chimed in.

“Recently, the island’s water sources have all turned muddy. You can drink it, but it causes stomach trouble. The weaker ones even foam at the mouth. The island master sent us out to find clean water.”

“Yuqi said he’d found fresh, sweet water. We were all thirsty, so we drank some first…”

“And then we started fighting.”

“I don’t even know why I suddenly wanted to fight!”

The bird demons, still in their avian forms, chattered noisily—one after another piecing together what had happened.

“Where is this Yuqi now?” Qin Changxin interrupted.

“Not here,” one replied.

“That guy never talked much. He’s weak and keeps to himself. No one really likes him, and no one would peck at him either. No idea how he was the first to find water!”

“There are a lot of dead birds ahead. Which of you will come with us to identify them?” Lin Yanyu asked.

The bird demons fell silent, eyes widening in shock.

“Dead?!”

“Fighting is in our nature, sure but killing? That’s too much!”

“What kind of grudge could be worth that?”

“I’ll go! I know the most people!” said a white pigeon, transforming into human form and running forward only to stop suddenly. Looking down, she saw that her fair human feet had become a pair of grotesque black talons. She shrieked, “My feet! What happened to my pretty white feet?!”

Her cry made the others notice their own deformities. Alarmed shouts erupted.

“Everyone, calm down!” Qin Changxin raised her voice. “The water you drank was poisoned. We have already neutralized the toxin that’s why you regained your sanity. Please stay here to rest, or report this to the island master!”

“Stay? Forget that!” A mutated owl spread its wings now tipped with deadly spikes and flew toward the depths of the island.

The group immediately split some stayed behind to recover, while others followed the owl to report to the island master.

The white pigeon, however, accompanied Lin Yanyu and Qin Changxin to the site of the massacre.

“My name’s Yumu,” the pigeon said proudly while perched on Lin Yanyu’s cat form. “I’m the island’s messenger bird I know every corner of this place!”

“That area we just passed is called Jixiang Marsh. In spring, you can smell a hundred kinds of flowers there. Even now, in winter, it’s full of delicious berries. Everyone loves to gather there.”

“We’re flying toward Hundred Bird Ravine right now”

She suddenly stopped mid-sentence, eyes wide.

Qin Changxin followed her gaze downward. The shallow trenches of the ravine were all filled with blood an appalling sight from above.

“How could this happen?!” Yumu’s voice broke with tears. “So many of my kin…!”

Lin Yanyu glided down, landing beside Feng Xianchen and Zhuang Jingwei. Once Qin Changxin dismounted, she told Yumu, “Go take a look. Tell us if Yuqi’s among them.”

Yumu went off sobbing.

Feng Xianchen and Zhuang Jingwei hadn’t expected their quick return much less with a lucid bird demon in tow.

“The fighting birds all mutated,” Qin Changxin reported. “They said it was after drinking the clean water brought by one called Yuqi. This one too but Yanyu’s Piaoran Axe stopped the mutation.”

“That’s good,” Zhuang Jingwei said, then frowned at Yumu’s taloned feet. “Before the Academy’s exorcists arrive, we must meet the island master. There are too many bird demons here. Even if the Piaoran Axe feeds on killing intent, it has limits and taking in too much may harm Lin Yanyu.”

“Don’t worry,” Lin Yanyu said quickly. “I’m more afraid of that than you are.”

Meanwhile, Ye Yaozhi cleared an area with her magic. Lin Yanyu noticed the faint earth aura lingering on her fingers. “Your inner energy is earth-type?”

“Yes,” Ye Yaozhi nodded. “Though not purely.”

“That’s fine. I need you to fill in all these blood channels with earth. Can you do it?”

“No problem!” she said confidently, setting to work.

Before long, Yumu returned, tearful, holding out a smooth pebble with a small drilled hole.

“This was Yuqi’s charm,” she said. “He never went anywhere without it. I checked carefully his body’s here.”

The trail of the “water-bringer” ended there. Lin Yanyu took the pebble, deep in thought until Qin Changxin cast a spell. A faint golden light, no bigger than a fingernail, floated out of the stone.

“There’s demon energy in this,” Qin said, sealing it in a charm. “But it doesn’t feel like bird demon energy. I can’t tell what race it belongs to.”

The moment Lin Yanyu touched it, she froze then trembled with fury.

That aura—she knew it too well.

It was identical to the demonic fire that had burned her to death in her previous life.

Seeing her face harden, Qin Changxin called softly, “Yanyu?”

“It’s from the leopard tribe,” Lin Yanyu said, gripping the energy tightly. “Xiao Xianyi.”

The name dripped with venom.

She had thought her transmigration a mere accident but now, she’d found the very culprit in this world.

Though she had no proof yet, everything pointed to the same being the ultimate villain of the original story: the Cloud Leopard, Xiao Xianyi.

Yumu, having heard of that infamous name, blanched. “The Blood Leopard was here?!”

Feng Xianchen and Zhuang Jingwei exchanged looks. The latter rose. “I’ll inform the Academy’s contact. Take care of Feng Xianchen.” She flew off on her sword.

Lin Yanyu forced herself calm, sealed the energy within the Piaoran Axe, and said evenly, “We must speak to the island master quickly. The water sources have to be replaced.”

“If this really is Xiao Xianyi’s aura,” Qin Changxin said gravely, “then the poisoned waters may not be limited to this island. That Blood Leopard, who seeks to incite chaos, wouldn’t stop at one small island.”

Lin Yanyu, recalling the pain of her death, rubbed her temples. “We’ll see the island master first.”

Her mind drifted back to the story’s ending.

When Xiao Xianyi was cornered and nearly defeated by Qin Changxin, he suddenly drew a never-before-seen sword. With it, he slashed open the sky tearing a pitch-black rift in time and space.

Yes the novel had literally described it as a “spacetime rift.”

Readers had gone wild in the comments, accusing the author of giving the villain a ridiculous power-up or forcing a last-minute “meteor hits the earth” ending. The sword had never been mentioned before.

Fortunately, the author hadn’t gone that far. Xiao Xianyi had only just opened the rift when Qin Changxin struck him down. The sword called the Huìxīng Sword shattered, its core destroyed.

As for the rift, it vanished when the sword broke essentially amounting to nothing.

Readers were furious again, calling it pointless filler just a lazy way to pad word count.

But for Lin Yanyu, that “pointless” setting had become her only hope of returning home.