Chapter 1 – Rebirth
A wave of dust and debris flew into the air, covering the sky.
A handsome man wearing a dark blue robe stood in the air. His cold gaze swept over the devastated earth. After the remaining power of the spiritual explosion dispersed, a red figure could be seen buried at the bottom of the deepest pit. It was already clear who won.
The man, Ye Chenyuan, was also seriously wounded in the fight. His face was pale, yet he grasped his sword and laughed.
“Even though you’ve stolen every opportunity from me, you still lost in the end! What do have left to say now?”
With her last breath, Yuan Chu raised her hand out of the rubble and pointed her middle finger up at the sky!
“… Ye Chenyuan… Fuck you!!”
Bang! Unable to hold back any longer, Ye Chenyuan gave her one last blow. She still failed in the end.
So, she really couldn’t escape the fate of being cannon fodder for the male lead?
Yuan Chu was very pissed—extremely pissed!
Transmigrating into a cultivation novel, she could accept! Carrying the identity of cannon fodder that only served to drop equipment for the male lead, she could accept!
However, she clearly put so much effort into becoming strong; why did she still lose in the end?
Were her magic weapons not powerful enough? But they were god-level artifacts! Were her martial arts too weak? But she was an entire realm above the male lead! How could she be so easily killed off by him? This world was definitely bugged. She was not satisfied with this fate!!!
Filled with intense unwillingness and regret, Yuan Chu closed her eyes.
But what she didn’t know, was that there would be a day she would wake up again…
The spiritual force infused ringing spread to every corner of the Myriad Sword Sect. Startled, a row of immortal cranes rose. They broke through the clouds and flew towards the morning sun.
Yuan Chu covered her ears. She wanted to curse… It was that damned dream-ruining bell!
Hadn’t she left that old-fashioned Myriad Sword Sect eons ago? Why could she still hear that never changing morning bell of theirs?
Wait a moment… Myriad Sword Sect?
Yuan Chu sat up abruptly from where she lay on the bed. A wave of throbbing pain immediately assaulted her. She held her head in her hands and groaned.
In the next moment, she discovered that the spiritual force in her body was reduced by half. She had never been so weak before!
And! She… Wasn’t she dead? Why was she alive again? Could it have been that she was too aggrieved when she died, so she reincarnated?
From her surroundings, it was clearly the South Wind Hall she lived in when she was still part of the Myriad Sword Sect. Then she…?
Yuan Chu suppressed her astonishment and used her spiritual force to draw a mirror of soul light in the air. When she looked at herself in the mirror, she was struck dumb!
… She was beaten to death by the male lead, so why was she beaten smaller by him as well? Just when exactly did she rebirth to?!
At that moment, a delicate and pretty servant girl walked over and greeted her.
“My Lady, let me help you change clothes. The decennial mountain opening ceremony is about to start, and the sect master has invited every peak master to discuss!”
Stupefied, Yuan Chu stared at the familiar face. Indeed, she was still that damned Frost Sword Peak’s peak master. Then how old was she?!
She asked, “Little… Little Qiu, how old am I right now?”
The servant girl, Little Qiu, looked at her for a moment. Her eyes were filled with gentleness. “Your Honor, you are six years old.”
Six years old!
How difficult was ascending realms in the path of cultivation? From Qi Condensing to Foundation Establishment to Nascent Soul… Even the most talented person would need more than a hundred years to barely reach the Nascent Soul realm.
But the only reason she, a six-year-old, could become a nascent soul and a peak master was because of her Astral Realm mother.
When she was three, her mother used a forbidden technique and exhausted all of her cultivation and life force to forcefully push her from a mere ordinary person to a nascent soul. After her mother died, she relied on her cultivation of a nascent soul to become a peak master.
In other words, in other words…
Devilish laughter could be heard from the little girl on the bed. It scared the spirit birds in the mountain behind the South Wind Hall so much that they flew up in chaos. Little Qiu was also stunned. What was up with My Lady?
And no wonder Yuan Chu was so excited; she had suddenly realized that when she was six, Ye Chenyuan was only ten years old!
But how could Ye Chenyuan have nearly as much luck as her? When he was ten, he was still qi condensing!
This time… he was screwed!
The more Yuan Chu thought about this, the happier she got. She jumped down from her bed, grabbed her sword, and dashed outside!
The Heavens must have sympathized with her bitter experiences and let her return to when the male lead was young on purpose so she could get rid of him, take his opportunities, and reach the pinnacle of humanity! For something as good as this, she couldn’t wait a second!
But before she could leave, she was tightly held down by Little Qiu. Why did it feel like My Lady turned into a different person after waking up?
“My Lady, where are you going? Sect Master summoned you to discuss official business…”
Discuss what business? Not now!
Yuan Chu hastily shook her off and brandished her sword. Her cheerful voice could be heard from the sky.
“What business is a brat like me going to discuss? Tell Uncle Sect Master I’m going to save the world!”
And with this, she disappeared…
The other side, the Heavenly Continent, within the Tidal Kingdom.
Heavy rain poured down from the sky. Inside a broken-down courtyard, rainwater mixed with blood, pooling into a river of scarlet. Corpses lay scattered across the ground.
A wave of sword light flashed by. A young boy covered his wound and kneeled on one knee. It was evident he was suffering from grave injuries!
The person who injured him was wearing white clothes. He watched him with eyes full of ridicule.
“You’re truly an idiot… If I were you, I definitely would have turned and left the moment I saw people coming to kill me. Yet you just dimwittedly charged in to save people. But that’s fine too. Now I don’t have to look for you. These people are truly unlucky. It would have been fine if they had taken in anyone else. But for taking care of you, they deserved to die!”
The young boy felt a stabbing pain in his heart at the man’s words. He had come back too late. Of this whole courtyard of people, he had not been able to save even one.
He clenched his teeth and stood up… His ink-like eyes glared at the man. His frail, thin body trembled lightly in the freezing rain. Yet even in all this, he wrathfully snarled!
“You killed them… I will make you——pay with your life!”
The man in white burst into laughter at his words. “With just you? Even if you cultivated for another eight hundred years you wouldn’t be my opponent. You should just obediently hand over your life. Master is waiting for your head, and he’s been waiting for a long time.”
At that moment, the boy who could not even stand up a second ago suddenly narrowed his eyes. He leaned forward and used a strange foot technique to dart forward!
The man in white startled, and it was already too late to react. In the split second the pitch-black dagger was thrust at him, he felt the threat of death looming over him!
A loud bang transmitted through the air! The man in white had to use his life talisman to ward off the attack. But even so, his life talisman also suffered damage. A long, bloody scar was left behind on his shoulder. The boy nearly killed him!
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