Wen Qianqian died to disperse a sudden plague.
She sacrificed her life for the masses, driving away the darkness that shrouded the world. With her one life, she saved all living beings.
Her Soul Consciousness transformed into the antidote to eliminate the plague, scattering across an otherworldly continent, leaving her with no chance of rebirth.
The moment the plague was eradicated, her world instantly turned pitch black.
However, when she opened her eyes again, she heard the sound of voices.
“Madam, the head is out. Please, push one more time…”
Qu Jinxin’s forehead was covered in fine beads of sweat.
She had followed her husband to his hometown, Hancheng, on official business. She hadn’t expected to trip while helping him chase down bandits, leading to a premature birth.
Her husband had not yet returned, and she and the child were on the line between life and death, forced to rely on the only midwife in the vicinity.
“Push, Madam Centurion!” the midwife urged anxiously.
Qu Jinxin gritted her teeth and exerted every ounce of strength she possessed.
Before Wen Qianqian could even process what was happening, the pitch-black world suddenly became blindingly bright.
Coming into view was a wrinkled face, dripping with calculation.
“She’s born! It’s a girl! Congratulations, Madam…”
On the bed, Qu Jinxin finally let out a long sigh of relief.
“Bring her to me, let me see…”
“The child was just born and isn’t very clean. I fear she might offend Madam’s noble eyes. I’ll take her down to wash her first. You should have a good sleep. I guarantee that when you wake up, the baby will be lying next to you, smelling sweet.”
Without another word, the midwife carried Wen Qianqian out the door.
Qu Jinxin wanted to say something, but exhaustion washed over her, and she could only close her eyes to rest.
Outside the room.
Wen Qianqian kept her large eyes open, curiously observing this world.
There was no Miasma, and… no Spiritual Qi.
She had actually been reborn into a world without Spiritual Qi.
Worse, she had been reborn as a tiny infant.
She had thought she was destined for death, yet heaven had unexpectedly given her a chance at rebirth.
Only… her mother had just given birth, so where was her father? Why was a midwife carrying her away?
Wen Qianqian focused her mind and closed her eyes to peer into this body’s future, only to find it filled with Death Qi.
In that vision, her tiny self was subjected to extreme abuse by a strange woman.
A single diaper would be used for a week. If anything leaked, she would be beaten severely, to the point where she often suffered from urinary incontinence out of fear.
Later, that woman withheld food from her, simply because eating more meant she would need to defecate more.
When she finally found an opportunity to steal dog food, the consequence was having her mouth sewn shut with needle and thread.
From then on, she lost her freedom, kept on a dog leash.
Her only chance to go outside was during the bitter winter, when that woman ordered her to the river to wash clothes.
But that was also the last time. Before the child could even get to know the world, she froze to death by the river that winter, with no one to even collect her bones.
“Waaah, waaaah…”
She wanted to get away from the midwife, because the Insidious Malice Qi surrounding the woman was far too heavy.
It seemed that because of this midwife, she would be brought to that cruel woman’s side.
This midwife was the beginning of this body’s tragic life.
Wen Qianqian struggled with all her might, wailing as loudly as she could.
“Quiet down, you little wretch!”
The midwife directly covered her mouth and quickly carried her into the adjacent tile-roofed house.
Wen Qianqian tried to pry the old woman’s hand away, but alas, she was currently just a newborn baby.
Her struggle was nothing more than an ant trying to stop a carriage.
“Lord Centurion, Suyin, I’ve brought the child.”
Wen Qianqian looked up and saw the woman from her future vision lying on the bed. Beside her nestled a dark, thin, newborn infant.
She saw the woman looking at her with a hint of loathing.
That gaze was like that of the most venomous snake.
Thinking of this body’s future, even Wen Qianqian couldn’t help but shudder.
But in the blink of an eye, the woman masked her emotions, using her weak arm to pull at the sleeve of the man wearing a Centurion’s official uniform.
“Zehai, do you really want to swap the two of them? This… wouldn’t it be unfair to Jinxin?”
Wen Qianqian looked at the Kinsmanship Line in her hand and was shocked to discover that this man was actually her father.
So, it was her own biological father who was personally handing her over to this wicked woman?
Nearby, Wen Zehai saw Han Suyin’s reluctant expression, and his resolve only hardened.
“The unfair one is you. For my sake, you have lived in this godforsaken wilderness for years, while she enjoys a life of supreme glory and luxury in the capital.”
“You have suffered so much for me, and Hongshen has suffered with you for all those years. I don’t want our second child to continue suffering as well.”
“Besides, I will find a way to bring all the children back; they will receive equal treatment. You don’t need to feel guilty.”
Han Suyin nodded, feigning reluctance.
“If that’s the case, then let’s do as you say.”
Wen Qianqian’s eyes widened in rage.
What a pair of adulterers!
No wonder she would end up with such a tragic fate. Looking at this body’s future, there was no sign of her biological mother appearing at all.
It turned out these two were switching her identity with a fake daughter, and her biological mother had no idea she even existed.
Damn them!
See if she didn’t summon heavenly lightning to strike them dead!
She put her finger in her mouth, intending to bite it to draw blood and draw a Thunder God Talisman, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t draw a single drop of blood.
She suddenly realized that she was just a newborn baby. She didn’t even have baby teeth yet; how could she bite through her finger?
“Dress them.”
Over there, Wen Zehai handed the midwife the clothes Qu Jinxin had prepared for the baby in advance.
“Put this set on our Miaoxue.”
Wen Miaoxue—this was the name Wen Zehai had sought from a master for his and Han Suyin’s child.
It was meant to signify someone who was bright, intelligent, and graceful.
Unfortunately, Wen Miaoxue was born dark and thin, completely mismatched with the name.
As for Wen Qianqian, she was clean, fair, and plump when she was born, not “dirty” as the midwife had claimed.
But in Wen Zehai’s eyes, his Miaoxue was the most beautiful child.
As for Wen Qianqian, he didn’t even bother to give her a second look after a single glance.
“Aye, I’ll change them right away!”
The midwife complied, carelessly tossing Wen Qianqian to the foot of the bed.
Wen Qianqian tried to crawl away, but Wen Zehai shoved her back onto the bed.
“Don’t move! Or I’ll drown you right now!”
Wen Qianqian was exploding with rage. The few strands of infant hair on her head stood on end, and her smooth little face was covered in sweat from anxiety.
What should she do? As a newborn, her Spiritual Power was weak, and she couldn’t deal with these people at all.
Was she really going to die at the hands of this wicked woman?
Was this her fate?
Even though the heavens allowed her to be reborn, would she not even survive past the age of five?
No!
She, Wen Qianqian, would never accept such a fate!
Wen Qianqian’s mind raced. Suddenly, her eyes brightened. She gathered strength in her Dantian and sent a Telepathic Communication to Qu Jinxin in the next room.
“Mother, come quickly! My scumbag father is about to swap me!”
In the next room, Qu Jinxin, who was about to go to sleep, felt her heart skip a beat as she heard a baby’s voice.
Who?
Who was speaking?
The room was empty. The only personal maid she had brought had fallen ill and was being isolated. There was no one else in the room besides her.
“Mother, come save me quickly! Your baby is about to be swapped!”
The voice rang out again.
She jolted, forcing her body upright.
“Mother, I’m right next door. Come save me quickly!”
Qu Jinxin’s heart hammered against her ribs.
She finally couldn’t help but get out of bed. Grabbing a broom to use as a crutch, she limped toward the room next door.
Regardless of whether it was a hallucination, she had to see with her own eyes to find peace of mind.