Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Female Lead Stays Out of It - Chapter 39: Peerless Under Heaven 1

Lin Dan was awakened by a sudden, sharp chest pain, and upon opening her eyes, she found herself standing in a very cramped and dark place. Ten steps away were two iron doors, and inside each door was a man and a woman locked up. The woman was wearing a red dress, her appearance exquisite, and her eyes, staring at Lin Dan, were filled with anger and vigilance.

The man’s appearance was even more stunning than the woman’s. A thin white robe spread out in the darkness like a blossoming flower, and long, ink-like hair spilled onto the ground, with a faint fragrance wafting from it. His face, as beautiful as white jade, was gleaming. He sat quietly behind the iron door, his phoenix eyes slightly lowered, his thin lips pursed, his expression neither happy nor sad. If not for his chest still rising and falling, Lin Dan would truly believe that this was just a vividly carved Buddha statue, radiating a holy light.

However, Lin Dan didn’t have the time to care about the man and woman. She glanced at them, then looked at the surroundings. Without saying a word, she left. This was obviously a dungeon, and there were also many guards, not a good place to organize her memories.

After Lin Dan left, the woman in red relaxed, and angrily said, “Master, she just tried to kill me!”

The man didn’t even open his eyes, and slowly said, “There’s no need to care about a person who is about to die.”

The woman in red hurriedly rushed to the door of the cell and whispered, “Master, how do you know she’s about to die?”

The man focused his mind and spirit, his breathing gradually stopping. He had already entered a state of meditation. The woman knew that no matter what she said, her master wouldn’t hear her at this moment, so she had to quiet down. She carefully examined her master’s matchlessly beautiful face through the cell door, and emotions such as admiration, struggle, and awe flashed through her eyes…

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Lin Dan had lost her memory again. Besides her real name, Lin Dan, she didn’t remember anything at all. Why “again”? Because she seemed very familiar with this situation and was extremely good at dealing with it, almost immediately adjusting her emotions, not letting others see any clues, and then finding a secluded place to organize the memories in her brain.

The original owner was also named Lin Dan and was the left protector of the Eastern Saint Sect. This place was the Eastern Saint Sect’s headquarters, located in the depths of Dragon Hidden Mountain. The Eastern Saint Sect acted with bias and expanded rapidly. In recent years, it had been denounced as a demonic sect by the righteous path, who wished to eliminate it quickly. As a protector in the sect, Lin Dan was naturally regarded as a demoness.

In the original owner’s memories, she had naturally done many bad things, but who could know that all of this was forced. The original owner was an orphan, and when she was young, she was adopted and taught martial arts by the old sect leader of the Eastern Saint Sect. In order to repay the old sect leader’s kindness, the original owner swore to protect the young master, who was also the old sect leader’s son, He Chongling. When she grew to be twelve or thirteen years old, and her martial arts were somewhat accomplished, the old sect leader asked her if she wanted to go further. She said yes without hesitation, so the old sect leader made her take a poison, putting her life in the hands of the young master, and then he taught her a top-level cultivation technique.

The original owner was loyal to the old sect leader and had deep feelings for the young master in their daily interactions, so she was naturally willing to risk her life for them. After a few more years, the old sect leader passed away, the new sect leader ascended the throne, and the original owner gradually grew up and had her own thoughts. She then realized that what she had taken back then was not poison, but a kind of Gu worm. This Gu worm was parasitic in her heart veins and could not be removed. If she had any ill will toward He Chongling, she would suffer the pain of a thousand cuts, and if she developed the intention to kill He Chongling, she would die of a burst heart before she could even act.

When Lin Dan arrived, the original owner had already died in agony. Fortunately, the violently churning Gu worm was appeased by Lin Dan in time; otherwise, she would truly be beyond redemption. Now, Lin Dan’s heart still ached faintly, and it seemed that her ventricles had been gnawed through by the Gu worm, riddled with holes, and she wouldn’t have much time left to live.

However, Lin Dan didn’t have other memories, but she had an extremely strong obsession with the word “alive.” She finally possessed this body, and she didn’t come here to die in vain. She desperately searched for any useful clues in her mind, and the corners of her mouth gradually curved into a bitter smile.

The original owner’s life could only be described with two words: tragic. She was trained like a beast by the old sect leader when she was young, never living a good day. When she grew up, she fell in love with a person without a heart. That He Chongling used emotions and Gu worms to completely control her, but he didn’t treat her as a human being. Countless times, the original owner was cut and killed by enemies to protect He Chongling, nearly dying, but He Chongling discarded her carelessly in a pile of corpses, without even a second glance.

In his eyes, the original owner was just a knife. When the blade was dulled, it was enough to just throw it away, not worth regretting.

Fortunately, the original owner’s vitality was extremely strong, and she almost died several times, but she woke up in time, pushed away the corpses on her, wiped the bl00d from her face, and staggered back to the Eastern Saint Sect on her own. She was discarded again and again, yet she returned to He Chongling’s side again and again, without despair, without exhaustion, just feeling a dull ache in her heart in the dead of night, and that was all.

Suddenly one day, she passed by the Qing River and met a man with a beautiful face and a refined temperament, who was drifting down the river on a bamboo raft. Her numb eyes inadvertently met his, and he slowly revealed a slight smile. This expression, so subtle and ordinary, planted a seed called happiness in the original owner’s heart, and then a beautiful flower bloomed.

She couldn’t control the indescribable desire in her heart, and she followed the man south all the way, protecting him. She silently watched him play the zither, drink wine, and appreciate flowers. If he smiled slightly, she would smile along. If he furrowed his brow, she would also feel a dull ache in her heart. Only then did she know that her liking for He Chongling was not love, but obedience and reverence. If the man hadn’t appeared, she would have been trapped in He Chongling’s quagmire for the rest of her life, until she drowned.

The moment she understood, she didn’t hesitate to abduct the man and bring him back to the Eastern Saint Sect, allowing the people in the sect to take good care of him. She didn’t dare to desecrate the man, just looking at him from afar was enough. But gradually, she found that the man was getting closer and closer to her maid. They often gathered together to chat, both with joyful smiles on their faces, as if there were endless topics to talk about. This was also okay. The original emotionless and heartless He Chongling also treated the maid differently, directly promoting her to the Holy Maiden, whose status immediately surpassed that of the original owner.

The original owner had been enduring the jealousy and hatred in her heart, because she knew that since He Chongling had taken a liking to the maid, he would do whatever it took to get her. At that time, she wouldn’t need to take action, and the maid and the man would also be separated. She was right. He Chongling soon forced the maid to marry him and quickly prepared the wedding. The maid refused to eat and slammed herself against the pillar, resisting with great intensity. As the saying went, “to avoid harming the rat, spare the articles near it,” He Chongling was worried that the maid would hurt herself, so he had to imprison her, and he also threatened her with the man’s life. It turned out that he had also discovered the special relationship between the two and used it. Therefore, the maid had to submit.

The two most important people in her life were taken away by the maid one after another. The original owner finally couldn’t hold back and ran to the dungeon to kill the other party, but she didn’t expect that the Gu worm had a restriction placed on it by He Chongling. The intention to kill the maid would also cause the Gu worm to erupt. He had already regarded the maid as his other half and protected her with an airtight defense.

The original owner had risked her life for He Chongling, and her bl00d had almost run dry, but she couldn’t get a proper look from him. But the maid could get everything without any effort. Before she died, suffering the pain of having her heart dug out, the original owner only left one last obsession: if possible, she wanted to get rid of all of this, be a good person, and never be trampled upon by anyone again.

To be a good person, not to be trampled upon, how easy it was to say those words, and how difficult it was to do them! Lin Dan shook her head and smiled bitterly, saying in her heart, “How can I be a person when I can’t even keep my life?” However, in a flash, she caught a vague clue in her mind, so she quickly took out the top-level technique that the old sect leader had taught the original owner and examined it carefully.

This technique was called “Asura blade,” and the first sentence of the opening chapter was: “Without heart and without emotion, one can become an Asura. Through life and death, one will never perish.” After that were the profound incantations and blade techniques. The original owner practiced according to the incantations and blade techniques, and after reaching the realm of a first-rate master, she stopped making progress. She had been seeking breakthroughs all these years, but she could never find the right way, so she had to give up.

But in Lin Dan’s opinion, the most important sentence of this technique was precisely this opening sentence. What did it mean to be without heart and without emotion, and to become an Asura? What did it mean to experience life and death, and never perish? The original owner had fallen in a pool of bl00d countless times, and the ending was already certain death, but she miraculously survived every time. In Lin Dan’s eyes, this extremely tenacious vitality was truly a monster.

No one was unkillable, but the original owner seemed to be that unkillable person. Was this related to her constitution, or was it related to the technique she practiced? Lin Dan quickly reviewed the technique, and then she firmly told herself—if she practiced the Asura blade to its extreme, the answer would naturally be revealed.

Through life and death, never perish. This was clearly Lin Dan’s only chance of survival, and to be without heart and without emotion might be as difficult as reaching the heavens for others, but it was very simple for Lin Dan. She seemed to be born without the seven emotions and six desires, and she completely cut off the original owner’s emotions, and her state of mind immediately began to improve. At the same time, a sharp force suddenly generated in her dantian, traveling through her meridians to her limbs and bones, crushing her bl00d vessels, bones, and flesh one by one. The overwhelming pain came like a tsunami.

Lin Dan suddenly vomited a mouthful of fresh bl00d, yet she still maintained the posture of meditation, not daring to move recklessly. The pain she was enduring at the moment was countless times more intense than the previous pain of having her heart dug out. Those strands of vital energy were like steel knives, determined to grind her into a pool of bl00d, but besides that, there was also a vigorous life force generated within her dantian, rapidly repairing her body riddled with holes. Her bones became increasingly sturdy, her flesh and bl00d became increasingly resilient, her meridians became increasingly broad…

She seemed to have died a thousand times, but became indestructible in each successive death. Under the torture unimaginable to ordinary people, she never fainted, and she vaguely realized—only by discarding those unnecessary emotions could she obtain true strength; only those who were truly strong would not be trampled upon. And what kind of suffering and choices did it take to achieve such an understanding?