[You are the vicious female supporting character.]
[You were born wicked, full of schemes, selfish, and only love yourself. Due to your stupidity, you committed one heinous mistake after another.]
[In the end, you harmed others and yourself, dying with your eyes wide open. Your demise was a conclusion that left the readers deeply satisfied.]
The demonic voice pierced her ears word by word, like sharp arrows stabbing into Shu Wanzhao’s heart.
Stars dotted the night sky, and the firelight by the stream reflected in the water. A graceful figure covered her ears with both hands, muttering piteously, “System, System Bro, stop reciting. Your insults are too foul.”
Shu Wanzhao was a premature baby and had been frail and sickly since childhood. However, her family was wealthy, and her parents and older brother had pampered her in every way. She was a genuine little heiress.
Before her transmigration, she had never suffered such indignity.
She had died of a sudden heart attack before she could be treated. After death, she encountered Redemption System No. 666.
After binding, the System’s mouth never stopped running. Just a few movements of its lips were enough to turn its own code toxic. Shu Wanzhao suspected it held a personal grudge against her.
She pinched her ears and replied in her mind:
[System Bro, you promised I could be reborn after finishing the mission. Why do you keep insulting me? Where’s the plot? Where’s the mission? Do I need to whitewash my character and save the protagonist to complete the task?]
Back when she was confined to the hospital, her brother, fearing she would be lonely, often gave her novels to read. Most followed the trope of transmigrating into ancient times or into a novel to redeem the male lead.
[No. What you need to do is follow the original script.] 666 had finished its tirade and reined in its venting code to transmit the general plot to her.
The original Shu Wanzhao was the daughter of a Wolongzong elder. The elder died while saving the Sect Leader, and the Sect Leader, mindful of the kindness of her parents, took her in as a disciple.
Unfortunately, this Wolongzong Sect Leader had no idea how to raise a child. Excessive indulgence led to the emergence of a “fledgling phoenix” in the sect.
This fledgling phoenix, by her own power alone, stupidly led the entire sect to its doom.
Their Master lost all his cultivation, the First Senior Brother lost his eyes, and the Second Senior Brother fell to the Demonic Path. The Little Junior Brother spent his days seeking death. The pillars of the sect collapsed, and the disciples below scattered like monkeys from a falling tree.
[The reason it’s called a Redemption System is to lay the groundwork for the later appearance of the female lead. Your mission is to maintain the original persona, follow the plot of being helpless, vicious, despicable, and shameless, and stupidly ruin the original male leads.]
[The more miserable the male leads become, the more meaningful the female lead’s redemption will be in the future.]
[In the end, under the female lead’s redemption, the male leads will heal from the pain you caused and stop helping the villain. Then, they will cut you down—snip-snap—to get their revenge.]
Shu Wanzhao crouched by the stream, her eyes lowered to look at her reflection in the water.
The woman’s shoulders were delicate, and her light red fairy dress was adorned with clinking Dharma Artifacts. She looked like a dazzling money tree, and her appearance was almost identical to her real-world self.
With exquisite features, a charming face, a delicate nose, and cherry lips, there wasn’t a hint of malice to be seen.
Her long eyelashes trembled as she spoke, “If I just have to follow the script, isn’t finding me redundant?”
[It’s like this: the original female supporting character didn’t want to die, so she awakened and escaped. I had to go to other planes to find someone to fill the spot. Host, you can follow the plot with peace of mind; I definitely won’t let you work for nothing. Besides, a young person like you should experience some hardship. After all, what you learn will be yours. Once you die, you can return to your original world and reunite with your family. Moreover, there’s a mission completion reward: a healthy body.]
If Shu Wanzhao had ever held a job, she would have found those two sentences about “experience” somewhat familiar.
But since she was already here, she wouldn’t back down now.
She blinked gently and scanned her surroundings.
At night, the stars were at some point covered by dark clouds. The leaves rustled as if something was approaching. She was alone in the dead of night, with only a fire beside her that attracted countless moths.
In the transmitted memories, this was her first time leaving the sect for training. Not long after starting, she had cried out in exhaustion and demanded a rest, leading to a disagreement with the other disciples.
The disciples were unwilling to be with this pampered young lady and didn’t indulge her, simply walking away.
Unfortunately, the Second Senior Brother leading the team was a man of few words. He could only settle the group before returning to find the original host.
Then… he discovered that the original host had recklessly lit a Glazed Fire in the middle of the night, attracting Demonic Creatures.
By the time he wanted to stop it, it was too late. To protect that dead weight, he was unable to divide his attention, and the original host pushed him out at the most critical moment. This caused Demonic Qi to invade his body and devour his meridians, foreshadowing his later fall into the Demonic Path.
Wait.
Demonic Qi? Demons?
Shu Wanzhao, reflecting on the plot, realized the implications.
She, a person from a world of science, had come to a cultivation world and had to deal with demons and monsters?
What was the difference between this and a lamb entering a wolf’s den?
She shifted her gaze with difficulty, landing on the flickering flames. The Glazed Fire was here—could the demons be far behind?
The atmosphere instantly grew tense. She could even hear something approaching from afar.
It was like a ghostly shadow hidden in the dark, climbing up one’s spine. A cold, chilling aura lingered and refused to dissipate.
Her spine turned cold, and a bead of sweat rolled down the side of her face. Drip. Her heart pounded wildly along with it.
Thump, thump—
Her shoulder grew heavy as a cold, large hand pressed down on her.
In a daze, she hallucinated skeletal remains crawling out from underground…
“Ah!”
Shu Wanzhao’s hair stood on end, and she jumped three feet high, wanting to scream her lungs out. The next second, she was firmly held down.
A cold, deep voice rang out from behind her: “Junior Sister?”
“Huh?” Shu Wanzhao’s shoulders trembled as she shakily turned around.
It was a person.
The man was young, somewhere between a youth and a man. He wore a set of black robes that wrapped around his tall frame, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. A sword hung at his hip. Looking further up, her breath hitched.
He had a cold, heavy aura, with deep features and smooth lines. He had sword-like brows and starry eyes, but he wore a stiff, expressionless face that almost looked like a corpse’s to her.
It was none other than her Second Senior Brother, Xie Hansheng.
At the same time, Xie Hansheng was also looking at her.
His little Junior Sister, who usually knew no bounds, was slightly different from usual.
Her delicate skin was pale, and even the firelight failed to cast any warmth on it. Her almond eyes were wide and round, her eyelashes trembling like butterfly wings in distress. Her pupils were constricted, making her look like a frightened, bristling kitten.
His brow furrowed slightly. Just as he was about to speak, he caught sight of the fire on the ground out of the corner of his eye. The rich Spiritual Qi radiating from it caused his expression, which was usually like an eternal glacier, to instantly crack.
It was too late to extinguish it.
Black mist drifted from all directions, and in the blink of an eye, it formed a small localized domain. The bone-chilling howls sounded like ghosts crawling out of hell.
Xie Hansheng’s scabbard vibrated intensely. He was about to draw his sword when his wrist suddenly felt warm.
He lowered his gaze.
His Junior Sister’s fingers were long and slender. She tremblingly gripped his wrist, the corners of her eyes flushed red. “Second Senior Brother, don’t leave me.”
At this moment, he was her entire reliance.
Xie Hansheng’s heart gave a slight jolt.
He originally disliked this Junior Sister.
Relying on the debt of gratitude their Master owed her parents, she was arrogant, willful, and bullied her fellow disciples. Furthermore, she was so haughty that she looked down on everyone. Once upon a time, she had even mocked him for being a humorless mute.
Yet now, she had retracted her claws and was pressed close to his side. A soft little ball, she called him “Senior Brother” with full dependence, and the way her eyes were red was truly piteous.
But he hadn’t forgotten her hateful face.
Right now, she was merely afraid of dying. Once the crisis was over, she would return to her former self.
Xie Hansheng heartlessly brushed her hand away and said coldly, “Stand still and don’t move.”
This troublemaker—when would she ever let anyone be at peace?
If he wasn’t the one leading the team and couldn’t account for her death to their Master, he wouldn’t care if she lived or died.
Ignoring his terrified Junior Sister, he set up a Barrier around her and swung his sword to face the Demonic Qi.
[Host, why did you let go of him? According to your character persona, you should be rushing up now to drag him down and then push him into the Demonic Qi.]
Since the Demonic Qi appeared, 666’s mouth had started babbling again, constantly instigating Shu Wanzhao to do bad things.
But…
Shu Wanzhao looked at the sky full of Demonic Qi. Her spine felt chilly, and her feet seemed rooted to the spot, unable to move an inch.
[System Bro, I… my legs are weak.]
In the modern world, she had been well-protected. She hadn’t even watched a horror movie. She was already scared witless.
Her fear just now had been a genuine performance.
The 666 System felt like she was a hopeless case. [Do you still want to be resurrected? If you want to get the benefits, you must pay the corresponding price. Do you think everyone is like your parents, sacrificing themselves for you? I found you so you could work for me.]
So fierce!
Shu Wanzhao was scolded into silence, not daring to argue.
[Now, immediately, rush over there and push him into the Demonic Qi.]
Over there, the man’s Spiritual Qi was circulating. His long sword moved like a dragon, effortlessly countering the Demonic Qi. If this continued, the plot wouldn’t be able to proceed.
Shu Wanzhao bit her lower lip. Under the System’s instigation, she closed her eyes and bolted.
“Second Senior Brother, I’ll help you!”
Coincidentally, at this moment, several strands of even more powerful Demonic Qi cunningly circled behind Xie Hansheng. By the time he noticed, it was already too late.
In his ear was the girl’s voice—clearly terrified, yet very determined.
The next second, his waist and abdomen were tightly hugged by a pair of arms, and a significant impact came from behind.
He was startled. A powerful burst of Spiritual Qi erupted from his body, shattering the lingering Demonic Qi.
The person behind him fell. He was still in a state of shock.
Junior Sister… had actually used her body to block the Demonic Qi for him?