The world fell into complete silence.
Qiyuan was utterly horrified, wanting to approach Shen Xin, but his raised hand trembled with hesitation.
Shen Xin merely lifted her gaze, her eyes blazing as she stared at Qin Weiji not far away. She parted her lips, blood gushing from her mouth, the corners of her blood-stained lips curling into a sweet smile. “Now, will you believe me?”
Qin Weiji’s perpetually languid posture straightened in that instant, his phoenix eyes fixed intently on the woman pierced through the heart by the sword. His lashes fluttered slightly, deeper confusion swirling in his gaze. Because at that moment, his own heart suddenly felt as if pierced by a blade, agonizing beyond measure.
Shen Xin weakly closed her eyes, her smile still lingering as a single tear traced down her cheek. “Qin Weiji, I’m sorry…” As she spoke, she collapsed backward.
Profound affection and bitter regret were unmistakably conveyed in that tear and that apology.
Xiao Ai, stunned by Shen Xin’s Oscar-worthy performance: 【!!!】
Three large numbers appeared on the transparent display screen: 666!
Just as Shen Xin hit the ground, another man’s voice rang out, panicked and frantic. “Xin’er!” The moment the man’s figure materialized, he rushed to catch the falling Shen Xin.
But before his hands could reach her, a silver light mercilessly shot toward him. The man’s chest jolted, forcing him backward.
In that split second before collapsing, Shen Xin recognized the newcomer—the male lead, Gu Luoyuan, the future Snowfield Demon King, and the very man who would eventually cast the female supporting character Shen Xin into the Realm of Ten Thousand Ghosts.
Before Shen Xin could inwardly curse this scumbag, a fierce gale swept through. Her vision narrowed to the tall, elegant figure standing defiantly against the wind beside her, though she hadn’t noticed when he arrived.
His voluminous silver robes billowed violently in the tempest, his loose black hair inexplicably turned silver, tangling wildly in the wind. His amber eyes were cold and profound, like the moonlit surface of Shichahai, while the silver mark on his forehead glimmered faintly, blurring the line between celestial and demonic.
He stood beside her but didn’t glance her way, his gaze fixed solely on Gu Luoyuan, whom his divine power had repelled. His thin lips parted, each word frost-laden. “I have not yet divorced her, so she remains my wife.” He raised a hand, and in the next moment, pulled the fallen Shen Xin tightly into his embrace. His impassive eyes swept over Gu Luoyuan. “My wife—do you dare lay a hand on her?”
Devoid of joy or sorrow, devoid of any emotion, yet instilling sheer terror.
Before Gu Luoyuan could respond, Qin Weiji lightly lifted a finger. Gu Luoyuan choked as if his throat had been seized, struggling helplessly against the suffocating force.
Nearby, Qiyuan’s brow furrowed deeply, instinctively stepping aside. Blood trickled from Gu Luoyuan’s lips as he clenched his fists, straining to force out words. “If you don’t love her, why keep her bound to you?”
A faint, mocking smile curled Qin Weiji’s lips. “I may not love her, but she loves me deeply.” He turned his gaze to Shen Xin, trapped in his embrace, his smile tinged with sarcasm. “The god-slaying sword destroys divine souls. To stab yourself with it—Shen Yaoyao, how deeply in love with me must you be?”
Shen Xin: “?”
Damn you, you freak.
I’m dying here, and all you care about is that? Can’t you heal me first?
She parted her lips as if to speak, but blood poured forth once more. Then, her head lolled, her eyes shut, and she cleanly lost consciousness in his arms.
Qin Weiji let out a light laugh, his gaze sweeping over Gu Luoyuan inch by inch before his voice suddenly turned cold and fierce. “Get out of the Cloud Sea Realm, or I’ll skin your fox hide and toss you out.”
As his words fell, a flash of silver light erupted. When the glow faded, both he and Shen Xin had vanished.
~
[Are you insane? That sword is a god-slaying sword! Even a minor immortal would have their soul obliterated upon touching it. Did you ever consider what would happen if you truly died from that strike? Luckily, Qin Weiji protected your soul.]
Within her Divine Sense, Xiao Ai was furious.
Shen Xin, however, remained calm, even somewhat leisurely. “What god-slaying sword? How was I supposed to know it was so powerful?”
She snorted lightly, “Besides, so what if I died? If I died, I could return to my original world, right?”
[Your original world has already collapsed. There’s no going back. The only thing you can do now is complete the mission. Once the original host’s wishes are fulfilled and the plot reaches a perfect ending, the Chief God can send you to the Chief God’s world for reincarnation.]
“Collapsed?”
Shen Xin was stunned. “Why did it collapse?”
No wonder she had been screaming on a roller coaster in an amusement park one moment and found herself here the next. She thought the roller coaster had malfunctioned, but it turned out her world was gone.
Then, what about her mom and dad?
[Minor worlds often fluctuate due to plot deviations. Collapse is quite normal.]
Shen Xin frowned slightly. “But aren’t we currently causing the plot to deviate? Will this world collapse too?”
Xiao Ai: [This is already a new world. The plot depends on you to create it. If you fail to complete the mission, then it will collapse.]
“Really?”
Shen Xin pondered thoughtfully. “What if, after completing the mission, I only want to return to my mom and dad? I don’t want to go to any Chief God’s world—I just want them.”
Xiao Ai hesitated. [I’ll need to report this first. Everything depends on the Chief God’s decision.]
Clearly wanting to change the subject, it continued: [Even if you’re not afraid of death, didn’t it hurt when you stabbed yourself with that sword?]
How could such a delicate-looking girl be so fierce? Stabbing herself wasn’t like stabbing someone else, yet she did it without blinking.
“It didn’t hurt.”
Shen Xin chuckled lightly. “Didn’t you know? The original Shen Xin practiced a Five Senses Transfer Technique. So, when I stabbed the sword into my heart, I recited a magic incantation and transferred the pain to her husband, Qin Weiji.”
She had been a bit worried at first, afraid it wouldn’t work, but to her surprise, it didn’t hurt at all.
The world of immortals and magic was truly amazing.
Xiao Ai was shocked: [You transferred the pain to Qin Weiji?]
Shen Xin smiled sweetly, though a closer look revealed her cunning. “What would a Love Brain like you understand? This move of mine is called ‘placing oneself in a deadly situation to be reborn.’ Watch me pierce my heart, and he’ll be heartbroken, then suddenly realize he’s already fallen in love with me and can’t live without me.”
Xiao Ai: [?]
The display screen showed three numbers again: 666!
Shen Xin grinned. “Besides, with this move, his emotional fluctuations must be huge, instantly turning him into a demon.”
Xiao Ai sounded doubtful, “Really?”
Shen Xin was confident. “If you don’t believe me, check his corruption value now.”
Xiao Ai was slightly embarrassed. [I’m a Love Brain system, focused on favorability. My authority to check corruption values is limited—I can only check once a month. Host, are you sure you want to check now?]
Shen Xin: “Check now.”
To what extent had he turned dark? She needed to have a clear idea in her mind.
Xiao Ai complied, quickly completed the scan, and spoke without emotion, [System detection shows the male supporting character’s darkening value is 0.001%.]
“0.001?”
Shen Xin’s eyes widened in complete disbelief. “Are you mistaken? Is your Love Brain even reliable? Seriously, doesn’t your system have any normal employees? Are you looking down on me? I want to file a complaint!”
Xiao Ai coughed lightly. [I have received professional training and will absolutely not make mistakes. The male supporting character’s darkening value is indeed 0.001% at this moment.]
Shen Xin was so angry she nearly had a heart attack. “Who does Qin Weiji think he’s looking down on? I died! I was stabbed through the heart with a sword! My heart being pierced is only worth a 0.001 fluctuation to him? Ah?”
Xiao Ai: [Friendly reminder, the fluctuation in the male supporting character’s darkening value likely stems from heart pain, not from you, host. Because I also checked the favorability rating just now—the male supporting character’s current favorability toward you is negative 100.]
Shen Xin, “?”
This thing can even go negative!
Her face turned even uglier, gritting her teeth. “Scumbag, no wonder the original host wanted to divorce him. His wife dies and he doesn’t even blink. Should such a husband be kept around for Qingming Festival?”
As she spoke, she made a stabbing gesture with her hand. “Stabbing myself is useless, right? Next time I’ll stab him and see if he turns dark or not!”
Xiao Ai ignored her and only asked, [Speaking of which, why did you say ‘I’m sorry’ while acting?]
Shen Xin was stunned by the question.
Had she said she was sorry?
Right, it seemed she had.
But she didn’t know why—the moment she thrust the sword into her chest, she really wanted to say those words.
As if… she owed him something…
Just as this thought crossed her mind, a cool breeze suddenly swept into the room, causing the snow-colored gauze curtains to flutter lightly.
Shen Xin’s brow twitched slightly. She instantly suppressed her emotions, lay still and quiet, not even daring to let Xiao Ai in her divine sense speak again.
Accompanying the cool breeze was a faint scent of grass and trees.
Without looking, Shen Xin knew—Qin Weiji had arrived.
Shen Xin’s eyelashes trembled uncontrollably. Her fingers subconsciously tightened slightly before quickly relaxing.
The man seemed to carry a powerful magnetic field with him. Just his presence, even without her opening her eyes, made her heartbeat inexplicably quicken.
She felt somewhat panicked.
Because she could sense the cold aura that had suddenly drawn close to the bedside, carrying undisguised killing intent.
Did he want to kill her?
Qin Weiji indeed wanted to kill her.
No one knew that at the very moment Shen Xin stabbed herself with the sword, his heart had suddenly erupted in excruciating pain, and then a voice abruptly emerged in his mind.
A voice claiming to be the ‘Love Only Slows Your Sword, Reject Love Brain, Embrace Great Counterattack Career System’ said to him: [Darkening progress 0.001%. If the Divine Lord wishes to avoid falling into demonic ways, the only method is to rush forward, hold her, kiss her, possess her!]
This voice came from within his divine sense, but when he searched his sea of consciousness just now, he found no abnormalities.
Just as he was preparing to use his primordial spirit to form a sword and split open his sea of consciousness to find the peculiarity, the voice spoke again, [Finding me is useless. Even if you locate and destroy me, you cannot avoid your darkening outcome. The only solution now is the Divine Maiden. Only she is your sole antidote. Only her kisses and her love can control the demonic nature within you!]
Qin Weiji let out a cold laugh. “Such demonic tricks dare attempt to control this lord?”
Amber eyes flickering with mockery, he tore through the void and returned to the room where Shen Xin was. Silver-white Sword Qi gathered in his palm. “In that case, this lord shall eliminate her.”
Even if she was someone he had just rescued!
He raised his hand, silver-white Sword Qi condensing in his palm.
[Ding~ Blackening progress 1%.]
Seeing his intent to strike, the system urgently warned: [If the Divine Lord doesn’t believe it, observe whether your Sword Qi has already been tainted by Demonic Energy. If the Divine Lord persists in delusion, the final outcome will be demonization, with your divine form scattered and soul extinguished.]
Qin Weiji’s gaze sharpened as he lowered his eyes to examine the Sword Qi in his hand.
Within the silver-white radiance, several strands of bloody crimson shimmered, stark as frost stained with blood.
His phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, rare astonishment surfacing. “How could this be?”
He had never practiced demonic arts—how could Demonic Energy appear within him?
[The path of Demons originates from the heart. Only the Divine Lord himself can know why an inner demon has manifested. Regardless, the Demon Lord must not become overly agitated now, as emotional fluctuations will accelerate your demonization. My mission is solely to assist the Divine Lord in breaking free from the demonic path and returning to righteousness.]
Qin Weiji’s brow twitched slightly.
Inner demon?
He narrowed his eyes, then suddenly curled his lips into a cold smile. “Your so-called assistance in breaking free from the demonic path involves letting her defile this lord?”
No wonder Shen Xin had suddenly kissed him earlier—this was what she desired.
The system chuckled twice. [Defilement sounds so unpleasant, and love is absolutely unnecessary. I merely wish for the Divine Lord to utilize the Divine Maiden’s affection to break free from the demonic path, unify the Six Realms, and ascend to the peak of life!]
“So, she’s behind all this?”
Qin Weiji scoffed lightly. “She created you, this demonic entity, just to control this lord and turn me into her plaything.”
The system: [?]
Was that what it meant?
Before it could speak again, Qin Weiji had already turned his gaze back to Shen Xin on the bed. He lifted the corner of his lips in ridicule. “Do you think this lord is like those men you toy with, an object for your amusement?”