“She is the younger sister of Shen Qingci, the Sect Master of Azure Profound Sect. She possesses a natural Pure Yin Essence, a Cultivation Vessel that appears once in ten thousand years in the Immortal Cultivation world. Whoever can seize her, she will be his.”
A hoarse, aged voice cackled as a young girl’s body tumbled onto the wasteland.
After a long moment, the girl slowly opened her eyes and struggled to her feet, gazing blankly at the empty surroundings. Her vision gradually refocused, and her expression grew increasingly terrified.
She had been reborn?!
Shen Qinghe pinched her own cheek hard, wincing in pain, confirming that this was real.
In her previous life, only at the moment of death did she remember that she had transmigrated into a book—her world was a dragon-soaring, heaven-defying Immortal Cultivation novel she had once read. Both she and her brother were cannon fodder meant to feed experience points to the male and female leads.
Her brother was the renowned Sect Master of Azure Profound Sect in the Immortal Cultivation world. The siblings practically walked sideways through the cultivation realm. With her brother’s status and looks, what kind of woman couldn’t he have?
Yet her brother was stubbornly devoted to his childhood sweetheart, Su Wanqing.
Unfortunately, Su Wanqing didn’t favor the man above all others—her brother. Instead, she favored the male lead, whose Foundation Establishment Stage wasn’t even stable, who carried an air of arrogance, and who had toxic masculinity carved into his very bones.
Even worse, she gave every good resource she obtained from her brother to the male lead.
What was more infuriating was that every time Su Wanqing was harassed by the male lead or ran into trouble, she would immediately come to her brother first.
Each time, her brother would gently comfort her and shower her with a mountain of resources.
Soon after, Su Wanqing would reconcile with the male lead and offer all the resources she received to him.
After the male lead became a dominant power in his own right, he began to suspect the relationship between Su Wanqing and her brother.
To prove her loyalty, Su Wanqing unhesitatingly killed her brother, who was severely injured while saving the female lead, and then poisoned everyone in Azure Profound Sect to death.
She would never forget that before she died, she saw this deranged couple passionately kissing amidst their corpses, all to prove the unwavering fidelity of their love.
The current situation was that the male lead and Su Wanqing had encountered danger in a Secret Realm, and her brother was going to rescue them.
This rescue was actually a scheme the male lead had long planned.
Jealous of her brother’s power, he deliberately used forbidden drugs to lure a horde of Demonic Beasts and coated his sword with the blood of a Demonic Cultivator tainted with Demonic Qi.
While slashing at the beasts, he stabbed her brother.
This caused Demonic Qi to invade her brother’s body, giving rise to an Inner Demon, causing his cultivation to regress drastically, and making further progress impossible.
Her brother, so brilliantly gifted, with a clear and enlightened Dao Heart—a heaven-blessed prodigy—was reduced to mediocrity because of the male lead’s “little mistake.”
How utterly absurd!
Calculating the time, her brother would soon find the male and female leads.
Shen Qinghe took out a jade pendant from her Storage Ring. The other one was with her brother. By channeling Spiritual Power, she could contact him.
“Xiao He, what’s wrong?”
Shen Qingci’s gentle, jade-like voice came through from the other end, puzzled as to why his usually well-behaved and sensible sister would suddenly contact him at this moment.
Soon, his voice turned anxious.
“Xiao He, be good. I need to go save Wanqing and the others. They’re surrounded by over a hundred Demonic Beasts right now—it’s very dangerous. Stay where you are; Uncle Zhong and the others will protect you.”
With that, Shen Qingci was about to cut off the connection.
Shen Qinghe paced frantically on the spot.
In her previous life, it was exactly like this—her brother would dare to charge into any desperate situation for Su Wanqing, enduring countless brushes with death without a single complaint.
She had advised him, tried to stop him, but it was all useless.
His sister had told him she wouldn’t concern herself with Su Wanqing, but the moment Su Wanqing turned those red-rimmed eyes on him, his resolve melted away.
Shen Qinghe forced herself to stay calm, scanning her surroundings—nothing but desolate wilderness.
In her past life, she’d been abandoned here by an unknown Demonic Cultivator. Afraid of worrying her brother, she’d fought her way out alone, bearing a body full of wounds without ever telling him.
Because their parents had vanished years ago, her brother carried the elders’ hopes and the burden of making Azure Profound Sect ever stronger. She could only do her best to avoid troubling him.
But did her thoughtfulness matter?
No!
Her brother was still dragged down by the female lead, ultimately dying a tragic death.
Since that was the case, she’d stop being so considerate. She’d do everything she could to make her brother worry!
First, she’d make sure her brother focused only on her, with no time to care about the male and female leads’ fates!
She had a life-saving treasure her brother had given her, so she wouldn’t be in mortal danger in the Secret Realm.
But she had other methods.
Shen Qingci didn’t hear his sister’s reply and instinctively felt uneasy. He paused for several seconds instead of immediately cutting the connection.
In the distance, Su Wanqing’s cries for help faintly drifted over. “Shen Qingci, save us!”
He had no mind to wait any longer and was about to sever the link.
Suddenly, he heard a deliberately coquettish, tearful voice from the jade pendant.
“Daoist, even if you’re a nameless Rogue Cultivator, I don’t mind. I’m willing to be your concubine.”
“Don’t rush, I’ll undress right away. Whatever you want me to do, I’ll cooperate.”
A surge of blood rushed straight to Shen Qingci’s head.
What was Shen Qinghe saying she’d take off?!
He didn’t even have the mind to care about the man and woman calling for help nearby.
“Shen Qinghe, what are you doing!”
Shen Qingci roared, losing his composure.
In his memory, his sister had always been innocent and pure-hearted. How could she suddenly utter words that only those from the Hehuan Sect would say when seeking pleasure?!
Where were Uncle Zhong and the others? Hadn’t they been watching over his sister?!
Where had she run off to?!
The voice from the jade pendant sounded again.
“Daoist, I’m new at this, but I’ll try my best to satisfy you.”
Shen Qinghe pitched her voice, bold and seductive, each word striking Shen Qingci’s heart like a heavy blow.
The jade pendant didn’t necessarily require Spiritual Power to be infused to work—it could also be that too much Spiritual Power had leaked out and stained the pendant.
What had happened to make her Spiritual Power scatter so wildly that even the pendant was tainted?!
Suddenly, a cold wind swept from behind as a blade came slashing toward him.
Shen Qingci didn’t even dodge. He reached behind his back, caught the blade between his fingers, and with a slight squeeze, the sword dissolved into ash.
Torrential Spiritual Power erupted, blasting the attacker back over a dozen meters.
“Pfft.” Xiao Jingyuan slammed heavily into a tree, blood spurting from his mouth.
Su Wanqing rushed to Xiao Jingyuan’s side, tears flooding down her face. She looked at Shen Qingci with disappointment. “Why did you strike so hard!”
Xiao Jingyuan’s face was pale, and he coughed weakly twice. “Brother Shen, I was just too absorbed in killing the demons and accidentally almost grazed you. There’s no need for this.”
“Apologize to Brother Jingyuan right now.” Su Wanqing snapped.
Shen Qingci merely glanced at them, then flew away.
The demons here weren’t high-level; they should be able to handle them on their own.
The key point was that he could no longer spare any thought for Su Wanqing and the others.
All he knew was that a Demonic Cultivator was deceiving his sister into Dual Cultivation!