jdhmnovel Chapter 267 Take action
Chapter 267 Take action
Fusang left, while Ye Qianqian remained in that unfamiliar world.
She waited, waiting for Fusang to successfully succeed to the Heavenly Dao and bring her to His world.
After waiting for an unknown amount of time, Ye Qianqian only remembered that the peach blossoms in the courtyard had bloomed dozens of times, while the little bird in the cage gradually grew old, its voice becoming hoarse and weak, until it died of old age.
Ye Qianqian looked at herself in the mirror and saw that she was getting older and older. Wrinkles slowly crept up to the corners of her eyes, and her eyes were filled with fatigue and despair.
People only know that the second young lady of the Ye family is aloof and cold, but they don't know that when she looks at the vast sky, she is thinking of another world, a world she can never forget.
"I really want to go home." This was Ye Qianqian's, no, Ye Ying's, long-cherished wish.
Time flies, and Ye Qianqian lives in a daze, waiting for a promise to be fulfilled.
"Ye Qianqian, come here." A golden light flashed, illuminating Ye Qianqian's lifeless eyes. Fusang's words were devoid of any emotion, yet they made Ye Qianqian's heart pound.
She finally had a chance to leave.
Subsequently, Ye Qianqian followed Fusang to the world of cultivation, where she became the junior sister of the Qingyun Sect.
Fusang stretched out his hand, and a golden light instantly entered Ye Qianqian's consciousness space from his palm. Fusang said, "This is your strategy system. You only need to conquer the men related to the female lead, Xie Wanning, and cause trouble for Xie Wanning according to the system's instructions. After you succeed, you will have the opportunity to return to your original world."
"What should I do?" Ye Qianqian's eyes flashed with confusion.
"It's simple. Just use the same methods you used before to seduce those men. As for Xie Wanning, you just need to follow the system's orders, and your mission will be completed. After all, for an experienced seducer like you, my requirements shouldn't be too difficult, right?"
Ye Qianqian trembled slightly, a hint of disgust rising in her heart, but she could only lower her head and agree, "Alright, I will complete the task you have assigned, Lord Heavenly Dao."
"Very good, you are well aware of your current situation. Obey orders, do not resist, you have no other choice."
Next, Ye Qianqian concealed her true thoughts and feelings, putting on a smiling face towards Si Jinchuan, Yan Ze, Song Huai'an, and Jiang Ci. As for Xie Wanning, she followed the instructions given by the system.
False accusations, lawsuits, and isolation—these are all acts of malice Ye Qianqian inflicted on Xie Wanning.
From doubt and reluctance to numbness, Ye Qianqian went from initially finding it hard to accept it to eventually following the established routine. She had lost the ability to think for herself and to judge right from wrong.
All she wanted was to go home, and she was willing to do anything, even harm Xie Wanning.
She told herself that it was all fake, just a plot from a novel. And she was just a dutiful strategist; she didn't care about anything else.
"Host, your next task is to kill Xie Wanning in the secret realm," the system said coldly.
Ye Qianqian stopped in her tracks, gasped, and even her heart skipped a beat.
"Don't make such a nasty joke," Ye Qianqian coldly rebuked.
The system continued to repeat the command: "Kill Xie Wanning in the secret realm."
"No! I can't do this!" Ye Qianqian suddenly squatted down, covering her head. Her mind flashed back to everything she had done these past few days: whether it was trying to seduce those men she disliked, or plotting to frame Xie Wanning behind her back. None of these involved murder; she could have forced herself to do them.
However, she could not accept having blood on her hands.
"I refuse," Ye Qianqian said angrily.
"Refusal invalid." The system's mechanical voice carried an undeniable certainty.
"Why? I'm just a strategist, not an assassin. Besides, what you're doing is unacceptable," Ye Qianqian said firmly, shaking her head.
"Because...buzzing..." The system's voice suddenly stopped, followed by a series of chaotic mechanical sounds.
Ye Qianqian clutched her head in discomfort, the chaotic mechanical sounds echoing through her consciousness, almost causing her to faint.
In an instant, the mechanical sound stopped abruptly.
When Ye Qianqian opened her eyes again, she saw a golden butterfly fluttering its wings in front of her. The golden butterfly emitted a golden light, as dazzling as the sunlight.
Ye Qianqian felt a tightness in her chest and unconsciously took a step back. However, the golden butterfly approached her, and just as it was about to reach her, it vanished in the blink of an eye, turning into a golden thread.
The golden thread, like a nimble snake, quickly coiled around Ye Qianqian's arm.
"What is that?" Ye Qianqian reached out to grab the golden thread, but instead her hands were entangled by the thread.
A look of terror flashed in Ye Qianqian's eyes. Just as she was about to cry for help, a voice she hadn't heard in a long time rang in her ears: "Ye Qianqian, don't resist. Isn't this something you already knew?"
It's the sound of Fusang.
Ye Qianqian opened her mouth to retort, but found that she couldn't make a sound. Even more terrifying, she couldn't control her body; she watched as her hand drew the sword from her waist.
No!
Ye Qianqian realized what Fusang was about to do, and she wanted to resist. However, she couldn't control herself at all.
“I remember, Xie Wanning is currently trapped in the territory of an eighth-grade Sharp Claw Bear. Hmm, I didn’t expect her to kill a high-level spirit beast all by herself, but she herself is now unable to move. Now is the best time for you to make your move.” Fusang’s voice echoed in Ye Qianqian’s mind.
"No! I won't do that."
"It's not up to you."
Ye Qianqian watched as her feet took steps forward, approaching the territory of the Rank 8 Sharp Claw Bear.
As dusk settled, the thick stench of blood lingered in the forest. The Rank 8 Sharp Claw Bear crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust. Its massive body slammed onto the ground, strewn with withered branches and leaves, with a dull thud, signaling the end of a fierce battle.
Not far away, a figure leaned weakly against a tree trunk, his clothes tattered, revealing deep, crisscrossing wounds beneath the rags. Blood had already soaked through his clothes, seeping out from between his fingers and pooling into a dark red pool beneath him.
Xie Wanning's face was ashen, her eyes were half-closed, and her breath was as faint as a candle flickering in the wind, as if it might be extinguished at any moment.
Even so, she still gripped the nicked sword tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force, as if declaring to the world her unyielding will.
Her chest heaved violently, each breath accompanied by painful spasms, as she struggled to draw life in, making a final stand against death.
"Look, Xie Wanning is barely clinging to life now. You only need one sword strike to send her to her death," Fusang said seductively.
Ye Qianqian trembled all over, trying to resist Fusang's control.
She can't do that; she can't kill someone.
The dying Xie Wanning looked up and saw Ye Qianqian approaching her. Blood trickled from the corner of her mouth: "Ye... Qianqian, you really... wanted to kill me. Cough cough!"
Blood splattered on the ground, like a broken sunset.
"See? You have such a terrible image in Xie Wanning's mind. You're not the same person you used to be. So why not go with the flow?"
Fusang's voice made Ye Qianqian's eyes flash with anger.
Her current appearance is not the real her; it's all because of Fusang forcing her to be this way.
but……
When Ye Qianqian saw Xie Wanning, who was only a teenager, lying on the ground with a pale face, all the things she had done in the past came to mind: it was she who led the disciples of Qingyun Sect to isolate Xie Wanning, it was she who plotted to ruin Xie Wanning's reputation, and it was she who made Xie Wanning lose the trust of others one after another.
Xie Wanning's misfortune is all her fault.
However, she couldn't actually kill Xie Wan Ning. Otherwise, what difference would there be between her and those ruthless cultivators?
The cultivation world is not her home; she wants to go home.
Tears welled up in Ye Qianqian's eyes. She bit her lip hard until it bled, hoping to control her body through the pain.
"What a waste of effort!" Fusang's voice was like a heavy hammer blow, causing Ye Qianqian to tremble violently.
She saw her hand raised high. The sword gleamed dazzlingly in the sunlight, and no one dared to look directly at it.
The next moment, the sword fell.
"what!"
A sharp scream rang in Ye Qianqian's ears.
She saw that the sword in her hand had pierced Xie Wan Ning's heart with perfect accuracy, without any deviation.
Xie Wanning glared at Ye Qianqian with hatred before finally closing her eyes.
The next moment, a ball of crimson flames enveloped Xie Wanning, causing her to disappear from Ye Qianqian's sight.
"Xie Wanning will not die. She is a phoenix and will be resurrected at Qingyun Sect. Of course, she herself has no idea that she is a phoenix, and with the seal in her body, she will not know that she has died once."
However, Ye Qianqian's breathing was rapid and heavy, her chest heaving violently, and large beads of sweat rolled down her forehead, mingling with the blood splattered on her face, meandering down her body.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and she shivered violently, as if waking from a dream. She hurriedly sheathed her sword and frantically wiped her body with her hands, trying to remove the bloodstains, but the crimson bloodstains could not be wiped away, as if they were deeply branded on her hands and even more deeply imprinted on her heart.
She killed someone? She killed Xie Wanning!