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That day, Jiang Xue was bored, lying on the Throne counting her fingers.
Suddenly, she detected a strand of Mortal World Resentment.
Jiang Xue infused this strand of Mortal World Resentment into a piece of withered wood beside the Throne.
“Excellent! Time to work!”
After saying this, she sliced open space with a finger and slipped inside.
……
When Jiang Xue opened her eyes, she found herself sitting on a three-legged stool, facing a huge basin filled with clothes, with ice chips floating on the water.
Jiang Xue looked at her own hands—red, swollen, covered with frostbite sores!
She then looked at her body. It was nearly winter, and she wore only a thin, patched, ill-fitting old outfit that clearly had been worn for many years!
At that moment, a harsh female voice rang out.
“You wretched jinx, worthless trash! You’ve washed for so long and only finished this little bit? It’s almost noon, hurry up and go cook! After cooking, keep washing for me. If you don’t finish, you can’t eat—starve to death, you little bitch!”
Jiang Xue abruptly raised her head and saw a middle-aged woman with upturned eyes and three white pupils pointing at her and cursing.
What was even more infuriating was that the woman was sitting in a room filled with heating, drinking tea, eating sunflower seeds, and cursing at her—all quite comfortably.
“Dare to curse me?! You old hag, seeking death!”
Jiang Xue coldly shouted, grabbed the large basin filled with clothes and icy water, and hurled it at the middle-aged woman.
Thud… Crash!
“Ah…”
The middle-aged woman was knocked down hard, icy water and wet clothes plastered all over her, and the large basin happened to cover her completely.
“Oh dear… you, you little…”
The woman struggled for a while, finally crawled out from under the basin, and opened her mouth to curse again.
How could Jiang Xue let her continue barking like a dog? She kicked her in the mouth, sending her flying over two meters away.
“Clatter…”
Over ten yellowish teeth scattered across the floor.
The woman pressed against the wall, hands covering her mouth, blood gushing from between her fingers, and dared not utter nonsense anymore.
Meanwhile, some information appeared in Jiang Xue’s mind.
……
This was a novel titled “After the Saintly True Heiress Dies, Her Family Members Regret Deeply and Love Deeply!”
Jiang Xue couldn’t help but roll her eyes. She didn’t know which idiot author wrote this; first, being able to conceive such a title, he was already a freak.
The original plot of the book unfolded like this…
A girl named Chen Xue was maliciously swapped at birth and, from the moment she could remember, was tormented by her adoptive mother’s family.
She never had enough to eat or warm clothes to wear, and being beaten and cursed was routine.
Chen Xue barely grew to 16 years old, then was coveted for her beauty by the beastly brother of her adoptive parents, forced to bear offspring for his family.
When she finally found her original family, she faced even worse treatment: framed by the fake heiress, hatred from her own brother, and disdain from her biological parents.
Regarding all these injustices and persecutions, what did Chen Xue do? In the original plot, of course, she chose to forgive them, and even donated a kidney to the fake heiress, donated liver to her own brother, donated corneas to her father, donated heart to her mother…
Finally, under the author’s pen, Chen Xue burned out and died miserably.
Eventually, both her adoptive parents and biological parents accepted this daughter who had sacrificed everything for them. They spent their remaining years in luxury and familial affection, while simultaneously mourning and regretting.
……
Suddenly, one day, Chen Xue awakened!
She realized she was trapped in a trashy, abusive novel targeting women, and she learned of her tragic fate ahead.
Immediately, rage and resentment flooded her chest. She made a decisive choice: she would not flee; she would resist, retaliate, and slaughter those blood-sucking parasites!
Good news: Chen Xue awakened one day before Chen Yaozu would violate her.
Bad news: a Saintly System bound her, forcing her to follow the original plot.
Chen Xue declared, “I’ll follow your father’s plot!”
Despite enduring the system’s electric shocks, she poisoned the dinner, sending her adoptive parents and their son to their demise.
Then, without pause, she sought out her biological parents, intending to reunite them in death as well.
Unfortunately, due to the system’s interference, she was arrested on the way.
A verdict was issued: being a minor, she received a suspended death sentence.
Chen Xue was fearless; once released, she could still eliminate that hypocritical family.
However, that family’s bodies could not wait.
It seemed Chen Xue was born an organ repository, destined solely for sacrifice to that family.
Thus, through the biological family’s covert manipulations, Chen Xue died in prison and was coerced into signing an organ donation consent form.
After receiving organ transplants and regaining health, the family expressed endless gratitude.
They claimed Chen Xue had faced retribution for her evil deeds, redeemed herself through contribution, and thus died fittingly.
Finally, they hypocritically shed crocodile tears and magnanimously chose to forgive Chen Xue.
Chen Xue’s soul witnessed this scene, her resentment soaring to the heavens, instantly darkening.
She transformed into a vengeful ghost, gleefully dismembering those four scoundrels and shredding their souls. Then, she stormed into that black-hearted hospital, ready to unleash carnage.
Unfortunately, she encountered a monk performing rituals.
This monk was extraordinary—not a fraud but genuinely skilled.
With wrathful eyes like a guardian deity, he recited scriptures to summon a Ghost Enforcer, forcibly capturing Chen Xue for judgment in the Underworld.
Chen Xue powerless to resist, a surge of resentment erupted, sensed by Jiang Xue!
……
“What trashy novel, so many scoundrels!”
Jiang Xue waved her hand, a surge of Dark Energy swirling, instantly enhancing this body countless times.
Then, she coldly gazed at the adoptive mother, the lifelong tormentor of the original host.
The adoptive mother watched Jiang Xue approach with terror; her eyes filled with malice, resentment, agony, and fear…
“This is the hand, right!”
Jiang Xue seized the adoptive mother’s right hand, a cruel smirk curling her lips.
This wretched hand, from childhood to adulthood, had slapped the original host countless times.
Moreover, it was this wretched hand that swapped the original host. Yes, this wretched hand—back then, she showed no affection or remorse, even disdainfully refusing to cradle with both hands, roughly lifting the infant original host from the cradle with one hand.
Now… Crack! Rip!
Jiang Xue tore off her entire arm!
“Ah…”
The adoptive mother screamed shrilly. A homemaker who had lived smoothly for forty years, when had she ever witnessed such a scene? Her well-maintained, rosy face instantly turned deathly pale.
“Too noisy!”
Jiang Xue frowned and shoved the arm in her hand back into her foster mother’s mouth.
“Mm…”
Her foster mother choked, rolled her eyes, and passed out.
“Trying to faint? Wishful thinking! True blessing is enduring pain with full consciousness!” Jiang Xue slapped her awake several times.
When her foster mother opened her eyes, immense pain surged through her instantly. Cold sweat poured out, soaking her clothes completely in just a few seconds.
At this moment, only pain and fear remained in her foster mother’s eyes, with not a trace of resentment left.
She felt the girl before her was a stranger—no longer the foster daughter she could bully at will, but a demon who killed without blinking.
“Crash…”
A sound rang out.
At the entrance stood a middle-aged man, frozen in place. A bottle of liquor in his hand had fallen onto the cement floor, shattering into pieces. The rich aroma of alcohol filled the entire courtyard.
“D-dang jia de, kuai, kuai sha le ta, ta bu shi ren…” (H-husband, quick, quick, kill her, she’s not human…)
Seeing the middle-aged man, the foster mother’s eyes suddenly blazed with intense desire to survive and resentment, as if she had regained her backbone. She desperately pulled the arm from her mouth and shouted incoherently.
“You little bitch, how dare you rebel! You’re asking for death!”
The foster father snapped out of his daze, rushed into the room, and without hesitation kicked toward Jiang Xue.
Jiang Xue sneered, revealing her stark white teeth.
“Old swine, you came just in time!”
Jiang Xue grabbed her foster father’s thigh, twisted it with a series of sickening crunches seven or eight times, then gave a final yank—ripping the entire leg off.
As the thigh tore away from the root, it seemed to bring along an extra two ounces of flesh as a bonus.
“Disgusting as hell!”
Jiang Xue frowned and casually tossed the leg into the pigpen.
Her foster father rolled his eyes and fainted.
“Fainting again? Did I give you permission?!”
Ding! Welcome to the Saintly System…
“Hah…” Jiang Xue sneered. It seemed these fools were lining up one after another, rushing to their deaths!
Fine, she would grant these wretched scum their wish!