Transmigrated into the Early-Deceased Alpha Fiancée of the Female Lead - Chapter 22

After returning to her room, Zhu Changxuan lay on her bed, placing one hand over her chest, feeling the rapid beat of her heart.

She let her mind drift, smiling foolishly to herself. As drowsiness crept in, she couldn’t resist it and slowly closed her eyes.

In the deepest part of her spiritual sea, there was a vast lake, stretching out to the horizon, shrouded in mist.

On the lake’s surface, a woman dressed in white, identical to Zhu Changxuan, practiced graceful and powerful sword techniques with a simple wooden sword.

Ripples spread across the lake with each of her movements.

Above her floated hundreds of illusory sword manuals, turning their pages occasionally.

A magic wand also hovered in the air. It was the same pink plastic stick that had been eagerly sold to Zhu Changxuan before.

That wand had created both the sword manuals and the wooden sword for this woman to train with.

The woman in white looked exactly like Zhu Changxuan. In fact, she was Zhu Changxuan. But the lifeless aura around her made it clear that she was not the same as the Zhu Changxuan who had just fallen asleep.

When she heard the wand mention its earlier comments again, her expression shifted slightly. But she ignored it and continued practicing.

The pink wand floated silently nearby, filled with guilt.

It had arrived in this cultivation world long ago. After ascending, it foresaw that this world would face destruction and wanted to prevent that outcome.

However, since it had already transcended the mortal realm, it could not directly interfere with the world’s laws. To avoid attracting the attention of the Heavenly Dao, it brought the soul of Zhu Changxuan, moments before her death in another world, into this one.

It allowed Zhu Shijing and Chen Tao, a couple who had no chance of having children, to give birth to a child. That child was Zhu Changxuan.

The wand planned to use Zhu Changxuan to prevent the Heavenly Dao’s chosen one, Han Xuejin, from falling into darkness. Her corruption would upset the balance of the world and lead to its destruction.

Unfortunately, the rules of this world were more powerful than expected. Zhu Changxuan’s original memories were forcibly erased, and her body was badly damaged.

The wand misjudged the situation. It was suddenly cast outside the Three Realms by the world’s Heavenly Dao. By the time it returned, both Zhu Changxuan and Han Xuejin had died, and the world was already collapsing.

Unwilling to give up, the wand used most of its power to travel through time again. It brought Zhu Changxuan’s soul from her original world back into this one and implanted the memory of a novel about Han Xuejin’s life.

But due to a small mistake in timing, the memory-soul ended up inside the original Zhu Changxuan’s body just as it was dying.

As a result, two versions of Zhu Changxuan now existed within the same body. The wand no longer had enough energy to attempt time travel again.

It wanted to merge the two souls together, since they were technically the same person. But the native Zhu Changxuan refused.

Unexpectedly, Han Xuejin, the chosen one of the Heavenly Dao, had also been affected by the wand’s interference and had returned to the same timeline.

This time, the wand learned from its past mistakes. It hid deep within Zhu Changxuan’s spiritual sea and avoided drawing attention. This reduced the chance of being discovered by the Heavenly Dao.

Because the memory-soul came from outside this world, the Heavenly Dao would not investigate her spiritual sea.

The wand also secretly repaired Zhu Changxuan’s body. It used the inner core of the Sui Sheng Sparrow as an excuse. In truth, the inner core alone could not heal the damage caused by the interference of the world’s laws.

The Zhu Changxuan in the spiritual sea was the one born in this realm. She had grown up with no memories, constantly battling illness and weakness.

The pink wand looked at this emotionless version of Zhu Changxuan, who was focused on training, and sighed softly.

“Why won’t you let me merge your two souls? You even stopped me from telling the other version of yourself the truth. I had to make up an excuse just to give her the wand with the power she needs to protect herself.”

Zhu Changxuan finally stopped her training. Ignoring the question about why it was called a fairy wand, she replied calmly.

“I know she and I are the same in name, but we are not truly the same person. You could say I am her reincarnation, but our lives and experiences are entirely different. Can we really call that one person?”

The wand had no response.

Zhu Changxuan lowered her gaze and stared at her reflection in the lake. Her eyes were empty.

“I am not her, and she should not be me. Since I was born, I’ve known I would not live long. At any moment, I could die. To be honest, I stopped wanting to live a long time ago. But thinking like that would have betrayed my parents, who love me so much. So even though I have lived in pain, I tried to hold on, for them.

I know Han Xuejin had a hard time too. But I was always sick. I had no strength to help her. Even if I wanted to, I couldn’t. I also knew I would not live long. If I got involved in someone else’s life, I would only bring them more pain when I died.

That version of me, the memory-soul, will live a better life than I ever could. My parents will be happier with her. So no, we cannot merge. I do not want her to carry my pain or my despair.”

The wand sighed again and gave a slow spin in the air.

“If that is your wish, I will not force it.”

Zhu Changxuan stood quietly for a long time. Then she picked up one of the manuals at random and began practicing again.

Watching her emotionless focus, the wand murmured to itself.

“She really is the only one who perfectly fits this cultivation world. To master a high-level sword technique in just one day… such natural talent.”

When she was at Xuantian Sect, her body had been so weak that she could not even hold a sword, let alone train.

But in her spiritual sea, she could freely move and channel the wand’s immense power. This power exceeded even the highest level of cultivation in this world.

Here in this quiet, ethereal space, Zhu Changxuan felt peaceful. There was no pain, no fear of death, no guilt about how her death would affect her parents. And now, there was another version of her who could live on in her place.

As the banquet preparations began, a demon soldier came to call Zhu Changxuan and Han Xuejin.

He knocked gently on Zhu Changxuan’s door, but there was no response. Afraid to barge in, he nervously knocked on Han Xuejin’s door instead.

When the door opened and the cold expression of the Demon Lord’s daughter stared back at him, the soldier trembled and lowered his head.

“Miss, the evening banquet is ready to begin. I knocked on Miss Zhu’s door, but she didn’t answer.”

Han Xuejin nodded and went to check for herself. She knocked several times but also received no reply.

Worried, she drew her sword Qian Po and slashed through the door. The wood shattered into pieces as she rushed to the bedside.

The demon soldier stood frozen.

Seeing Zhu Changxuan lying peacefully on the bed, Han Xuejin felt a moment of relief. But her concern quickly returned.

She gently pushed her shoulder.

“Changxuan. Changxuan.”

Zhu Changxuan did not react.

Han Xuejin frowned. She touched her neck to check her pulse. It was steady and calm. Nothing seemed wrong. So why would she not wake up?

Inside the spiritual sea, Zhu Changxuan suddenly paused her movements.

“Let the version of me outside wake up. And don’t bring up merging again.”

The wand sighed.

“Alright.”

Back in the room, Han Xuejin summoned Sui Sheng to check what was wrong.

As soon as the little creature appeared, it whined.

“Master, you only remember me when something’s wrong.”

Han Xuejin ignored its complaints.

“Go see what’s wrong with Changxuan. I can’t wake her up.”

Sui Sheng mumbled something about her not trying hard enough, then flapped its wings and hopped onto the bed.

At that moment, Zhu Changxuan slowly opened her eyes and tried to sit up.

Sui Sheng blinked.

“She’s already awake?”

Before it could react, Han Xuejin picked it up and set it aside. She sat on the edge of the bed and gently helped Zhu Changxuan sit up.

Sui Sheng: “…”

Zhu Changxuan rubbed her slightly dazed forehead and turned to see Han Xuejin watching her with concern.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“Changxuan, are you feeling unwell?”

“Maybe I’m just a little tired. After resting, I feel much better. Don’t worry, I’m fine.”

But for some reason, a hint of sadness lingered in her heart.

Could it be that after finally confessing her feelings successfully, her joy turned into sorrow?

Han Xuejin looked at her with concern. “Then you should rest properly. You don’t need to go to the banquet.”

Zhu Changxuan smiled. “It’s alright. I really feel much better. Besides, I don’t want to leave a bad impression on your mother. I must attend the banquet.”

Han Xuejin’s eyes softened. “Alright. But if you feel unwell again, promise me you’ll tell me right away.”

Zhu Changxuan nodded. “Yes. And… also…”

Seeing Zhu Changxuan suddenly become shy and hesitant, Han Xuejin smiled slightly. “Yes?”

Hearing that cool and alluring tone, Zhu Changxuan blushed even more. She took a deep breath and said it all at once.

“I’m nervous about meeting your mother. Can I have a kiss for encouragement?”

Han Xuejin was caught off guard by how direct she was. After a brief pause, she smiled, leaned in slightly, and said, “Alright. Come get it.”

Zhu Changxuan stared at Han Xuejin’s beautiful, serene face. Her eyes were like silk, and her presence was almost divine. Her heart felt like it had taken a direct hit. She couldn’t even look her in the eyes.

“Can you… close your eyes?” she asked.

Han Xuejin closed her eyes without hesitation. “Okay.”

Zhu Changxuan leaned closer, catching the faint, refreshing scent that lingered on Han Xuejin.

My heart, please calm down. If you keep beating like this, I might die from it.

She swallowed nervously and gave Han Xuejin a quick, soft peck on the lips, then immediately backed away.

“All done.” She looked down, her face burning. Her heart was in chaos. She kissed her. She actually kissed her. It was so soft.

Han Xuejin opened her eyes, glanced at Zhu Changxuan’s bashful face, and licked the warmth that still lingered on her lips.

“Let’s go.”

“Right!” Zhu Changxuan answered a bit too late, still flustered.

Sui Sheng sat wide-eyed on the side. So she was summoned just to watch them show affection? She liked it. She wanted more. She wanted action.

After being released, Han Xuejin didn’t send Sui Sheng back into her storage space. The two girls and one chicken followed the demon soldier who had come to escort them to the banquet.

The demon soldier noticed the extra chicken but didn’t dare to say a word. This young lady was as cold as the Demon Lord herself. He valued his life.

At the banquet hall, the Demon Lord and Hua Yue were already seated at the head of the table.

Han Xuejin’s gaze passed over a beta woman standing near Chuanping. Her eyes darkened slightly, though she kept a calm expression.

She turned toward her mother and greeted her. “Mother.”

Zhu Changxuan noticed the emotionless face of Han Ying and suddenly had a bold idea. She wanted to test the woman’s reaction.

She followed Han Xuejin’s example and said, “Mother…”

“Senior…” She immediately corrected herself when she saw Han Ying’s piercing glare that could have frozen her on the spot.

Han Ying’s heart burned with anger. She nearly lost her temper. Her blade seemed to hunger for this alpha’s blood. She didn’t want her daughter to wait much longer.

“Sit,” Han Ying ordered coldly.

Zhu Changxuan and Han Xuejin sat down next to each other.

Sui Sheng followed behind them. When Han Ying noticed a chicken casually entering the hall, her expression grew even colder.

Several others, including Chuanping, also noticed the chicken. Though confused, they wisely kept their heads down.

Sui Sheng, seeing the large roast chicken on the table, chirped excitedly and tugged at Zhu Changxuan.

“I want to eat that roast chicken.”

Zhu Changxuan quickly patted her on the back and whispered, “Calm down. Wait a bit.”

Han Ying and the others nearby heard that.

A chicken said it wanted to eat roast chicken?

Han Ying turned a sharp gaze on Zhu Changxuan and asked sternly, “Why did you bring such a noisy chicken?”

Sui Sheng immediately bristled. She knew Han Ying was the Demon Lord, but she was also the favorite spiritual pet of her precious daughter. Puffing up with pride, she replied loudly.

“I am not a chicken. I carry the noble bloodline of the phoenix. I am the Sui Sheng Sparrow itself.”

Chuanping and the others nearby were quietly shocked. So the legendary Sui Sheng was actually just a chicken?

The beta woman standing beside Chuanping had a glint of greed in her eyes. If this really was Sui Sheng, then its thousand-year inner core would be incredibly valuable. Was it still intact? And this alpha—what a stunning appearance.

Her gaze shifted toward Han Xuejin with envy, which was quickly noticed.

Han Xuejin met her stare with sharp, warning eyes. The beta woman immediately looked down.

Han Ying was surprised to hear the chicken speak, but her expression remained cold and displeased. She glanced at Zhu Changxuan.

“Too noisy. Control your spiritual pet.”

When Han Ying made a sharp remark toward Zhu Changxuan, Hua Yue simply covered her mouth and laughed quietly from the side.

Zhu Changxuan looked so embarrassed that she didn’t know how to respond. “I…”

Han Xuejin stepped forward and respectfully cupped her hands toward Han Ying. Her voice was calm.

“She can be a little unruly. Please forgive her, Mother.”

Han Ying, hearing her daughter take the blame while Zhu Changxuan remained silent, felt even more frustrated. It was her fault, yet her daughter was the one apologizing. Was she really an alpha?

“This is not your fault. You don’t need to apologize.”

Her gaze then turned directly to Zhu Changxuan.

Zhu Changxuan froze.

Han Xuejin looked slightly confused.

Hua Yue finally couldn’t hold back her laughter and teased, “Surprised, aren’t you? Who would have thought the legendary Sui Sheng would look this amusing. Our daughter didn’t lose out by choosing it as her spiritual pet.”

Han Ying remained silent.

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