Villainous Fox’s Sickly Beauty Master - Chapter 1

This was the first day Jiang Jinheng had regained control of her body.

Her gaze swept across the crowd of young men and women standing before the Sect’s Great Hall, all filled with curiosity and hope for the future. Among them, she easily located two particularly prominent figures.

“Is that Mo Tong?”

Out of nearly a thousand new disciples, there was only one person whose body seemed to be adorned with a faint golden light—though this light was visible only to Jiang Jinheng.

That’s right, Host. He is the Child of Destiny in this small world, similar to the protagonist in storybooks. He comes with his own halo; the Heavenly Dao watches over everything he does, ensuring he is successful in all endeavors.

“Then this Heavenly Dao is truly blind.”

The System did not refute Jiang Jinheng’s sharp critique; after all, she was speaking the truth.

Aside from her own name, Jiang Jinheng remembered almost nothing. The entity attached to her sea of consciousness claimed to be System 007 from the Monitoring Department of the Space-Time Administration.

It explained that after the Administration broke free from the control of the high-dimensional Primary God, their Director established this monitoring department specifically to resolve issues caused by “Heavenly Daos” that granted excessive power to Children of Destiny just to maintain the stability of their small worlds. Such issues could leave hidden dangers, eventually leading to the collapse of the world at some future point.

The world Jiang Jinheng currently occupied was one of these troubled worlds.

007 told Jiang Jinheng that she was the Peak Master of Shuiyun Peak within the Canglan Immortal Sect. Her physical body had not perished, but for some reason, half of her soul had dissipated. It was only with the System’s help that her soul had been repaired. Of course, this help was not free; the exchange required her to complete a mission.

According to the original timeline, the green youth currently standing outside the hall would, within a hundred years, be surrounded by beauties. Whether it was this senior sister or that junior sister, none would escape—his “salty claws” would even reach for the Master who raised him.

Once he left the Sect, his reach would naturally extend further: the five Peak Leaders of the Qianren Sword Sect, the newly appointed Saintess of the Demonic Realm’s Tiancan, and even the young Buddhist girl of Qingshuang Nunnery. Every female character he encountered seemed to be under a spell, refusing to marry anyone but him, later becoming jealous of one another and causing endless chaos.

However, just five paces away from Mo Tong, Jiang Jinheng easily noticed the “unique” individual. 007 had said that if Mo Tong was called the Child of Destiny, then this girl should be called the villainous character who hindered his ascension.

Her name was Fu Yi. While other characters were busy fighting for Mo Tong’s affection, she harbored deep hatred because she had nearly lost her virtue to him. It could be said that among all the female characters in this world who had contact with Mo Tong, she was likely the only one who single-mindedly wanted him dead.

Yet, despite Fu Yi’s brilliant talent, she was no match for the power of the protagonist’s halo. First, she was defeated in a competition by Mo Tong, who challenged her despite being at a lower level. Later, because her identity as a half-demon was revealed, she was killed by a single sword strike to the throat from the Master she trusted most.

Unluckily, Jiang Jinheng was now that very Master—the one who was first inducted into the harem and later acted as the “executioner” cleaning up the sect. 007 comforted her, saying this was the result of the Heavenly Dao’s halo, her missing soul, and other unknown factors. After all, the System couldn’t explain how someone missing one soul and three spirits could still possess intellect and emotions to perform such acts. Nevertheless, Jiang Jinheng remained displeased.

She didn’t believe she was that kind of person, nor could she understand why everyone so blatantly favored someone who didn’t deserve such treatment. If it were just one person, it could be blamed on character; but since everyone was the same, it seemed this so-called “halo” was truly terrifying.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jinheng subconsciously asked in her sea of consciousness:

“Does this ‘halo’ still have an effect on me now?”

It won’t have a major impact. The Heavenly Dao of this world has been captured and locked up by the Administration. It’s currently a ‘clay Buddha crossing a river’—unable to save itself—so how could it have the energy to protect its ‘Child of Destiny’? However, Luck is something that, once released, stays out there. So, we can only trace back the timeline and compete for Luck with those who aren’t fit to hold it.

007’s voice toward the end carried a hint of indignation and a bit of “tsundere” pride, making Jiang Jinheng unable to suppress a small laugh. Having received this answer, she suddenly found the golden-glowing thing in the center of the hall much more tolerable, though her expression turned cold.

“Then can I just kill him right now…?”

Sensing the murderous intent of its ruthless Host, 007 hurriedly interrupted.

You can’t! If the status of ‘Child of Destiny’ hasn’t been transferred yet, you have no way to kill him. Even if you used special means to cause his sudden death, the entire small world would collapse along with him. We are here to optimize the bug, not to delete the bug directly!

Although she didn’t quite understand some of the terms 007 used, she grasped the main point, though her eyes remained somewhat vacant.

“He cannot be killed…”

Jiang Jinheng didn’t have many memories of this body, but in her impression, if she encountered something that displeased her, she would kill it with one stroke—ruthless, but efficient. Being tied down like this made her feel quite frustrated.

Sensing the psychological change in its Host, 007 tactfully added another sentence.

Of course, since our mission is to solve the problem of a Child of Destiny whose virtue does not match his position, once his Luck is low enough and he is no longer the core figure of the world, you can do whatever you want.

Furthermore, although the time span for this mission is a bit long, our Administration is never stingy with help for employees. Once you seize enough Luck from the Child of Destiny, you can exchange it for various items to assist in the mission. They will be of great help to you!

The last part was spoken in a deliberately childish, coaxing tone, yet it didn’t feel out of place. Jiang Jinheng smiled slightly but couldn’t help teasing it.

“Items to assist the mission… so you’re saying I have to work hard on the mission just so I can work harder on the mission?”

This question seemed to stump 007. It went silent for a long time, as if truly contemplating the problem, before finally squeaking out without any confidence:

It… it seems that’s how it is.

However, it didn’t mention that this behavioral pattern matched its name perfectly.

Jiang Jinheng hadn’t expected it to be so honest. Now it felt as though she were bullying it. She comforted it once more: “Alright, since you helped me and I promised you, I will definitely get the job done. Don’t worry.”

Jiang Jinheng shifted her gaze from Mo Tong to Fu Yi. She stared at the girl who, contrary to the “wretched” description in the plot, looked spirited and heroic. Jiang Jinheng fell into deep thought.

Outside the Great Hall, the ceremony to test spiritual roots was about to begin, followed by the Master Selection Meeting. Only those who tested positive for spiritual roots would have the chance to join the Canglan Immortal Sect.

Although many already knew their spiritual roots and had even begun practicing, this was a mandatory step before entering the sect. The Spirit Testing Stone could not only measure spiritual roots but also detect demonic aura, preventing outsiders from infiltrating the sect.

Regardless of whether they were from noble families or common backgrounds, the candidates were gathered in groups. Some discussed the upcoming Master Selection, others were curious about the Posuo Secret Realm—which only new disciples could enter once—and others were already busy networking or gossiping.

In such a setting, if someone was solitary, they could not escape being talked about.

Fu Yi was one such person. Her mother was the previous Peak Master of Shuiyun Peak, Fu Yanqing, known to the immortal world as Immortal Lord Queyun, who had reached the late stage of Body Integration at a young age. Within the Canglan Immortal Sect, currently only the Sect Leader, Xuanmingzi, was at the early stage of Great Transcendence, while the other high-ranking elders were at the Body Integration stage or below. It could be said that if Fu Yanqing were still there, her status would be second only to one.

Unfortunately…

“I heard she’s the daughter of Immortal Lord Queyun. But the Immortal Lord left the sect shortly after giving birth to her without telling anyone where she went.”

“Is that true? Then isn’t it likely she has the same astonishing talent as Immortal Lord Queyun?”

“She’s nothing but a bastard from who-knows-where. Immortal Lord Queyun’s aptitude was enviable, but this girl has lingered in the sect for over ten years without even reaching the Qi Refining stage. Astonishing talent? Utterly laughable.”

Unlike the others’ quiet whispers, the newcomer’s voice was loud and clear, showing no fear of speaking her mind. She wore a sea-blue sleeved dress, with a zither of the same color suspended at her side. She walked up the stone steps with an overbearing aura, causing the crowd to instinctively part for her.

“It’s the second young lady of the Qi family, Qi Ranyan. She’s also participating in this year’s disciple selection.”

“Of course. Miss Qi is exceptionally talented, and it’s said that this time Immortal Lord Luanqiu will take a disciple. You know, three years ago, the head of the Qi family asked the Sect Leader to let Miss Qi join Shuiyun Peak, but he was rejected.”

“No wonder. Immortal Lord Luanqiu reached the Spirit Severing stage at age one hundred and has now reached the Body Integration stage. She’s the youngest Immortal Lord of this generation in the sect, with extremely high potential. But the Qi family is also powerful; they even gave Miss Qi the Prajna Three-Pure Zither.”

The crowd drifted from one topic to another, moving from praising one person to mocking another. Fu Yi had heard these words countless times.

Therefore, even though Qi Ranyan’s words were aimed at her and she had arrived with such fanfare, Fu Yi never spared her a single glance. She only stared fixedly at the only person on the distant immortal platform who was leaning against a seat, looking remarkably thin and sickly.

Her gaze was burning.