Bai Shuyue stood frozen, unable to speak for a long while. Her fair earlobes gradually turned pink.
“Senior Sister?” Li Changju softly reminded, his heart filled with unease.
Bai Shuyue came back to her senses, quickly turned around, flicked her sleeve to send Li Changju out of the room, and with another wave shut the door with a loud “bang.” She said, “This matter can only be known by the two of us. If you dare to spread it, you know the consequences!” Her voice was ethereal and distant, carrying a trace of warning.
“Rest assured, Senior Sister!” Li Changju replied in relief, afraid she might change her mind. He quickly ran out of the eerie place, his speed faster than ever.
“Wait!” Bai Shuyue’s clear voice stopped him in his tracks, his body freezing as though bound by a spell.
Damn! She isn’t going to regret it, is she?
Unexpectedly, Bai Shuyue tossed him a jade pendant and said coldly, “Take it.”
“Many thanks, Senior Sister!” Li Changju hurriedly replied, and the moment he realized he could move, he ran even faster than a rabbit.
…
After Li Changju left, Bai Shuyue slowly leaned back against the chair, her cheeks flushing red. She lifted the edge of her frost-colored skirt, revealing a section of smooth, jade-like leg.
Sunlight slanted through the window lattice, scattering golden flecks across her porcelain-white skin. The delicate curves ran from her ankle up to the bend of her knee, as if outlined by a fine brush, flawless and exquisite.
The slight curl of her toes brought a faint pink hue, the veins beneath her pale nails faintly visible, like rouge mist within thin porcelain.
“It really is quite fair,” Bai Shuyue murmured to herself, then let out a faint hum.
Suddenly, a breeze drifted in.
The snowfall had stopped, and the air carried a faint dampness, brushing against her cheeks with a gentle coolness. She lifted her hand, catching a melting ice crystal. The droplet seeped into her palm, following the lines of her hand.
She sighed softly, “Finally, it has returned.”
Her gaze lifted. The Spiritual Pool was frozen over with a thick layer of ice, its surface like a mirror. Beneath the ice, fragments of her past life surged like trapped beasts—she saw that man gouging out her sword bone, his fingers still stained with Li Changju’s blood, yet he pretended to be filled with grief, saying, “Senior Sister, don’t be afraid. Your junior brother will save you.”
“In my past life, I pursued cultivation with a pure heart, only for the peak of the Great Dao. Yet I never expected to be killed by Ye Yan, who shamelessly stole my Dao Fruit and used it to achieve the throne of Emperor.”
“But what he didn’t know was that I did not truly die. A fragment of my soul witnessed everything. I thought him a man of integrity, but he was nothing more than a despicable hypocrite.”
“In the end, I could only watch helplessly as you, Changju, died before my eyes, giving your only chance of rebirth to me.”
“You said you were tired…”
Her thoughts drifted back to the year Li Changju first joined. His frost-colored robe had been lifted by a surge of sword qi, his movements clumsy, his face flushed red as he held a shattered jade pendant, yet he still grinned foolishly at her. “Senior Sister, don’t frown. I’ll use my life to repay you.”
And he truly did. His complete destruction had bought her rebirth.
“I’m sorry, Changju. In my past life, I was prejudiced against you and saw you as a heart demon. Your Senior Sister regrets it now…”
“You always said I was like this snow that never melts…”
“Then let me be the snow that washes away your burdens. In this life, let me be the one to protect you.”
Bai Shuyue gently brushed her fingers over the cracked jade pendant tied to the tassel of her Scarlet Frost Sword. Her eyes grew cold and resolute.
Looking toward the inner chamber, she suddenly remembered something.
She walked inside, and after a moment, a Memory Stone appeared in her hand. She whispered, “I want to see what Junior Brother Changju did in my room…”
Li Changju, back at his residence, immediately called upon the system. The information panel quickly appeared before him—
…
[Name: Li Changju]
[Cultivation: 6th stage Essence Refining Realm]
[Constitution: None (Demon God bloodline temporarily in use)]
[Techniques: Scarlet Frost Threefold Sword, Radiant Jade Sword Technique, Thunderclap Sword Canon, Yin-Yang Heaven and Earth Scripture…]
[Divine Abilities: One Thought, Three Thousand Slaughters; Tyrant’s Palm; Heaven-reaching Step; Morning Glory Finger…]
…
“These are just ordinary techniques and abilities…” Li Changju recalled that the original self had gained fame through the sword-type divine ability ‘One Thought, Three Thousand Slaughters,’ but before falling into demonic ways, he was always crushed by Ye Yan, the Child of Destiny.
“Although I just need to survive until the end, I still need enough strength to survive. Cultivation must keep up!”
He carefully reviewed the situation again and began to suspect that Xiao Hongyan and Bai Shuyue were already starting to act out of character. Before he transmigrated, the original novel was still being serialized. Perhaps the dog author later ruined the plotline—it was entirely possible.
Since the future was filled with unknowns, the most important thing now was to increase his strength.
“System, fuse the Demon God’s blood!” Li Changju took a deep breath, suppressing his unease, and gave the order.
[Host, are you certain?]
“Certain!”
[Ding! The Demon God’s blood is now fusing with the host. Please wait patiently.]
A surge of fiery energy instantly spread through his body, like a wildfire. Crimson-gold patterns emerged on his skin, each glowing with a strange, ominous light that radiated terrifying pressure.
Li Changju felt the overwhelming power coursing through him, a primal gleam flashing in his eyes. His entire body was engulfed in heat, as though burning flames were raging within.
The crimson-gold lines spread across his skin like vines, climbing upward, announcing the awakening of the Demon God bloodline hidden inside him.
Each glowing mark pulsed with sinister radiance, accompanied by a low rumble, as if invisible chains within him were struggling to break free.
Sweat poured from his forehead, his breathing grew rapid, his chest heaving violently, and his face twisted with pain.
No one knew how much time passed. Finally, Li Changju took a deep breath and opened his eyes. His irises were black, his pupils a dark red. He said hoarsely, “It worked!”
After fusing with the Demon God’s blood, his cultivation had directly leaped by a whole realm, reaching the 5th stage Qi Nourishing Realm.
“A single portion of Demon God’s blood can let me cross an entire realm. If I fuse the remaining three…”
[Host will explode and die!]
Li Changju cursed, “Damn, system, you’re alive?!”
[I’ve always been here!]
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[I wasn’t dead. But host, you’re about to be!]
Li Changju was stunned. “???”
[You didn’t just fuse one portion—you fused all four!]
Li Changju roared, “What the hell! You mean I’m about to explode and die?!”
[Don’t worry, host. I suppressed it for you. Otherwise, you would have broken through more than one realm. But I can’t hold it for long. To resolve this, you must obtain the Yin-Yang Ice Soul and cultivate the Chaos God-Demon Body!]
[Ding! System mission issued…]
[Mission: Kidnap Fifth Junior Sister Murong Dadai to threaten Ye Yan, and obtain the Yin-Yang Ice Soul from him.]
[Reward: Undying Heavenly Demon Scripture.]
Li Changju shouted, “Wait, damn system, why don’t you follow the proper routine? Shouldn’t the reward be the Chaos God-Demon Body?!”
[The mission is too low-level to receive that reward!]
“This low-level?” Li Changju recalled that in the original plot, he had been locked up for three months, then accidentally gained the inheritance of the Demon Clan and began his descent into demonic cultivation. At that time, because of his unstable constitution, he had been forced to kidnap Fifth Junior Sister Murong Dadai to trade with Ye Yan for the Yin-Yang Ice Soul.
Murong Dadai was Ye Yan’s most important person in the original novel.
A genius of alchemy, she had refined nearly all the pills that supported Ye Yan’s cultivation.
Therefore, kidnapping Murong Dadai was indeed the surest way to threaten Ye Yan. But he also remembered that in the original plot, he had nearly lost his life. If not for being saved by a Demon Clan elder secretly hidden within the Radiant Jade Sword Sect, he would have either died or become crippled.
But wasn’t that three months later in the plot?
Why had it come early?
Could it be his transmigration had triggered a butterfly effect?
Li Changju’s thoughts churned, but at the moment, that wasn’t the most important thing. The real problem was how to kidnap Murong Dadai to threaten Ye Yan.
In the original plot, Murong Dadai hated him deeply and avoided him like the plague. Moreover, she was a reclusive homebody who rarely left her cave mansion except for sect missions or when meeting Ye Yan.
“If I try to barge in…” Li Changju shook his head. “Impossible. Master was worried she might blow up Jade Peak while refining pills, so he set up a powerful protective formation around her cave mansion. There’s no way in!”
Suddenly, he remembered. In the original plot, he had used the ‘Pill King’s Treasure Record’ to lure Murong Dadai out of her cave, creating the chance to kidnap her.
“Damn it! I casually gave that thing to Xiao Hongyan last night!”
[Mission time remaining: one day!]
Li Changju grimaced. “Are you kidding me? Look at all this demonic aura swirling on me. How can I even go outside?”
[Host, rest assured. The system has already concealed your demonic aura. No one can detect it.]
“If that’s the case… then tonight it is…”