Transmigrated Into The Arms Of The Heroine Of A Sadistic Novel - Chapter 64

Lin Yanyu was completely cat like.

She heard Qin Changxin say a strange term: time reversal.

From her experience reading novels, this term was usually used for those who were reborn.

If it weren’t for the master servant blood contract that allowed her to enter Qin Changxin’s dream, she probably would never have known in this lifetime that the little girl was actually an amnesiac reborn.

But defining Qin Changxin that way didn’t seem entirely accurate.

She recalled the exorcist who had taken her in he particularly loved reading stories about transmigration and reincarnation. In those stories, there were indeed plots where the protagonist regained memories from a previous life. Perhaps the little girl only had lingering memories.

However, lingering memories generally only appear after multiple reincarnations. What exactly was the little girl’s situation?

Was it that she lost her memory after being reborn, or was it simply that not all her memories were erased during the time reversal?

As Lin Yanyu pondered, the dream did not end.

After destroying the Huixing Sword, Qin Changxin still stood upstairs, calmly gazing at the sky.

Lin Yanyu followed her gaze, seeing the stars in the sky disappearing, and the heavens and earth gradually darkening.

The world before them was collapsing.

“Time reversal returns everything to its original state,” Qin Changxin suddenly said. “Including memories.”

Lin Yanyu was shocked and turned to her, and after a second of hesitation, blurted out: “Then why do you still remember all this?”

Qin Changxin narrowed her eyes slightly, smiling slyly like an old fox, then extended her hand.

The Qin-Blood White Jade appeared in her palm intact.

Lin Yanyu, puzzled at how she had a complete Qin Blood White Jade, suddenly recalled that in the original ending volume, Feng Xianchen and Zhuang Jingwei were killed by Xiao Xianyi. Feng Xianchen had already entrusted her half of the Qin-Blood White Jade to Qin Changxin, and Qin Changxin had taken the other half from Young Master Xuanlin while escaping the demon realm.

The Qin-Blood White Jade had originally been deliberately split in two by Exorcist Feng Funing, who kept one half and gave the other to Dao Companion Xuanqing. Naturally, the two halves could fit together.

“Spirit-bound artifacts remember,” Qin Changxin said with a smile. “The Huoxing Sword, Qin Blood White Jade, Wuyuan Fan, Piaoran Axe… they all remember.”

“So you mean… if this life’s Xiao Xianyi still holds the Huixing Sword, he could also recall everything from his past life?” Lin Yanyu asked with a frown.

“Since you can see me, it proves this method works.” Qin Changxin put away the Qin Blood White Jade, leaning against the railing. “I stored my memories in the Qin Blood White Jade. Now that it’s split in half again, only half the memories can return to ‘me.’ As for which parts of the dream I will see, I cannot predict.”

“You can calmly tell me all this because I am an outsider, not Young Master Xuanlin?” Lin Yanyu asked.

“Yes, but not entirely.” Qin Changxin gazed into the distance. “Young Master Xuanlin of the demon realm was born with an incomplete soul. Do you know where those missing soul fragments were sent by the Huixing Sword?”

Lin Yanyu’s heart skipped a beat; a chill ran down her spine.

“I want to know,” she said.

“The Huixing Sword, though a divine weapon, requires the soul of a newborn demon as a sacrifice to reverse time. Without it, it cannot return to the beginning. From the start, that person arranged everything so that if he failed, he could immediately use the Huixing Sword to preserve his memories and try again. He didn’t expect me to find you,” Qin Changxin said slowly.

Lin Yanyu suddenly understood.

No wonder Xiao Xianyi suddenly wielded the Huoxing Sword in the novel’s ending to create a “time-space rift” it was to reset time!

“Wait, so you’re the one who brought me here?!” Lin Yanyu exclaimed in surprise. “Why do that? You could have regained your memories and stopped Xiao Xianyi yourself!”

“Once time reversal begins, the soul used as a sacrifice will be erased,” Qin Changxin explained. “If I did nothing, you would have died, and Young Master Xuanlin would forever have an incomplete soul.”

She paused, then softly said: “The price is a bit high… but fortunately, you did not disappoint me.”

“What do you mean by that…” Lin Yanyu began, but before she could finish, her consciousness sank sharply, the world around her went pitch black, and her breathing stopped.

After the suffocating feeling passed, she coughed violently, faintly hearing a familiar voice calling her. She struggled to open her eyes.

Qin Changxin was in front of her, worriedly touching her head, asking, “What’s wrong?”

Realizing she was still in cat form, Lin Yanyu probably coughed herself awake. Embarrassed, she folded her cat ears and apologized softly: “It’s nothing. Sorry for waking you.”

“Really nothing?” Qin Changxin asked anxiously.

“It’s just a normal reaction after regaining consciousness.” Lin Yanyu relaxed, placing her paw over the little girl, then looked out the window and yawned. “It’s still early. Go back to sleep a bit.”

The little girl was silent for two seconds. “But it’s already the second day, hour of Xu.”

Lin Yanyu froze mid-yawn, closing her mouth in shock.

“I slept the whole day?!” she exclaimed, seeing the little girl nod. More puzzled, she asked, “Then why don’t you look scared at all? Didn’t Feng Xianchen and Senior Sister Zhuang suspect anything?”

“Your consciousness was always in my dream. I could sense you, so there was nothing to fear,” Qin Changxin smiled. “Feng Xianchen and Senior Sister Zhuang had been in the council hall all day these past few days, not in the living quarters. With you guarding me, they were quite reassured. They didn’t wake us before leaving.”

“So… what did you see in the dream?” Lin Yanyu asked cautiously.

Qin Changxin touched her paw pads, recalling for a long moment before mimicking Lin Yanyu’s tone: “A world… without you.”

The little cat’s body stiffened. She continued, “In that world, there was Feng Xianchen, Senior Sister Zhuang, even Yang Hengyu but no you. I always followed Feng Xianchen and Senior Sister Zhuang on missions, but every time, I was one step too late.”

“I personally killed the fully corrupted Que Ling Island Master, and witnessed the bloodshed in Lianzhou,” she murmured, like in a nightmare. “Later, I even killed Yang Hengyu at home not the Yang Hengyu controlled by Xiao Xianyi, but a fully conscious Yang Hengyu. Ye Yaozhi tried to stop me, but couldn’t.”

Lin Yanyu quietly gathered her tail from under the bed and draped it over the little girl.

“It’s all fake, a nightmare. Don’t believe it,” she explained one by one. “I am your demon guard. How could you be without me? The Que Ling Island Master is alive, she hasn’t been corrupted we saved her. As for the Lianzhou incident… once you recover, we can sneak out to check. Yang Hengyu is still under control and shouldn’t return home. Yesterday you just said you wanted to kill her yourself so leave her alive, remember?”

Qin Changxin responded softly, occasionally scratching her tail, seemingly lost in thought.

At that moment, a “grumble” came from her stomach.

“You’re hungry? I’ll make you something!” Lin Yanyu turned human and quickly laid the little girl back on the pillow, then rushed to the kitchen without shoes or robe, muttering spells to turn her fur into clothes and shoes, looking a bit disheveled.

Though her mind was preoccupied, she mechanically began chopping vegetables, boiling noodles, frying eggs, and made two bowls of noodles, bringing them back to the living quarters.

Qin Changxin, sitting against the wall, pushed a small table forward and picked up a bowl herself, refusing to be fed by Lin Yanyu, and ate slowly.

Lin Yanyu watched her expression closely. The little girl ate with focus, showing no change.

“I’ll try my best to shorten the time of your confinement with Master,” Qin Changxin finally spoke after finishing her noodles. “I want to go to Lianzhou as soon as possible.”

“You need to recover first before we have the leverage to negotiate with your master,” Lin Yanyu reminded her.

“Yes. I’ll reach adulthood next month,” Qin Changxin said, her ear tips turning red. “Then… I’ll have a way to heal faster…”

Lin Yanyu nearly dropped her chopsticks in shock. “Taking shortcuts in cultivation is prone to backlash. In human eyes, this is considered a depraved method.”

“But dual cultivation is the fastest way to heal,” Qin Changxin returned her words, slightly modified. “Even humans use it after becoming Dao Companions. I just… feared you would take liberties with me, which is why I said that before.”

“But you can’t just take poison to stop the pain!” Lin Yanyu retorted. “Your master doesn’t approve. If you use dual cultivation right after reaching adulthood, our relationship would face more obstacles to gain recognition!”

“Then we must gain recognition first, and then…” Qin Changxin didn’t finish, spotting a hint of cyan at the screen edge. She wisely closed her mouth and gave Lin Yanyu a glance.

Although it was a shared living quarter for three, Lin Yanyu had set up several threads of spiritual energy, sensing the arrival of Chu Hanzi slightly earlier.

But only by a second or two.

Once Zhuang Jingwei’s soundproofing dissipated, Chu Hanzi bypassed the spiritual threads, silently standing outside the screen and listening to their conversation.

The room fell completely silent.

“Meow~”

Finally, the big white cat in Chu Hanzi’s arms broke the silence.

“Master…!” Seeing she couldn’t hide it, Qin Changxin stood. Her body hadn’t fully recovered, and she stumbled, nearly falling onto the bed. Lin Yanyu caught her.

Chu Hanzi moved the screen aside, holding her cat, standing not far from them, her face dark.

“You’ve grown, your wings are hard, wanting to fly on your own?” Chu Hanzi said calmly. “I didn’t confine you for three months just for healing. Working together cultivates bonds, but living together allows one to see if the other is truly trustworthy for life.”

Qin Changxin panicked. “Master, saving people is urgent…”

“I will send someone to Lianzhou,” Chu Hanzi interrupted. “Focus on healing. You can barely stand. How can you save anyone? Are you not going to be a burden?”

“I…” Qin Changxin was at a loss. Seeing Chu Hanzi turn to leave, she said hurriedly, “There seems to be a deal between the Yun family of Lianzhou and ‘Blood Leopard.’ Please investigate!”

Chu Hanzi did not reply, leaving without looking back. The white cat jumped to her shoulder, flicking its tail at them.

“That cat is Master’s blood bonded spirit,” Qin Changxin whispered to Lin Yanyu. “Whether Master agrees will be shown by it.”