The Villainous Supporting Character Ended Up with the Female Lead - Chapter 1
Yun Hanmian! Hand over the Demoness Yun Weiyan! Otherwise, don’t blame us for leveling your Yun Chuan today!
The lead woman raised an eyebrow at Yun Hanmian, her curved blade already drawn from its sheath.
The cold glint of the blade and the woman’s striking, heroic features were reflected in Yun Hanmian’s eyes.
Yun Hanmian calmly surveyed the hall, her expression unchanged. Elder Ye of Fuliang’s arrival at Yun Chuan is a matter of my poor hospitality. I regret not greeting you properly upon your arrival. I hope Elder Ye will forgive my oversight.
Ye Yazi crossed her arms, glaring fiercely at Yun Hanmian, who stood at the center of the hall. A mocking smile curled her lips.
Yun Hanmian, who in the Cultivation World doesn’t know that the Demoness Yun Weiyan is your Yun Clan’s Second Young Mistress—
She deliberately drew out the last syllable, emphasizing the words Second Young Mistress with biting emphasis.
In the grand hall, some impatient cultivators couldn’t contain their resentment. They surged forward, pointing at Yun Hanmian and shouting angrily
What’s this? Does the Yun Clan dare to act but not take responsibility?
Yun Weiyan has repeatedly murdered and plundered in the Secret Realm, causing the five major sects to lose countless disciples! Those disciples were innocent!
Not to mention Yun Weiyan’s self-degradation! A proper young lady from a prestigious clan practicing demonic arts!
Yun Chuan—
Guan Ling, pinching a yellow talisman with red characters between two fingers, snorted coldly and raised her voice You cannot escape blame!
Faced with the aggressive cultivators in the hall, Yun Hanmian remained eerily calm, like a bottomless, still well. Nothing in the world seemed capable of stirring her emotions.
Everyone, Yun Hanmian finally spoke.
The clamorous crowd fell silent instantly.
All held their breath, awaiting a reasonable explanation from Lady Yun, the renowned virtuous woman of the Yun Clan and Sect Leader Yun of Yun Chuan.
A life for a life. Purge the clan.
Yun Hanmian drew her treasured sword from its scabbard, held it with both hands, and bowed to the crowd.
Yun Weiyan ceased to be the Second Young Mistress of the Yun Clan long ago. Her current actions in the Cultivation World, upon reflection, are also the fault of Yun Chuan’s inadequate upbringing.
She suddenly stroked the cold hilt of her sword with her thumb, lowered her gaze, and murmured to herself
Tomorrow, I will personally deal with her.
In a dilapidated courtyard in Lin’an City, a pair of rough, yellowed hands pushed open the tightly sealed wooden gate.
Master!
Tao Li rushed into the courtyard, her footsteps hurried. Her eyes immediately fell upon Yun Weiyan, who lay listlessly on a reclining chair, her body frail and weakened.
Hearing Tao Li’s call, Yun Weiyan groggily opened her eyes and struggled to prop up her broken body.
Before Tao Li could reach the chair, she caught the overwhelming stench of bl00d emanating from Yun Weiyan. Unbidden, two streams of tears blurred her vision.
Gathering the last of her spiritual power, Yun Weiyan reached out to pat Tao Li’s head. She had meant to stroke her cheek, but with her wrists and tendons severed, her hand hung limply in the air.
Yun Weiyan sighed deeply, gazing at her kneeling disciple.
Months earlier, she had fallen victim to Ye Yazi and Guan Ling’s scheme and been cast into the Ten Thousand Demons Pit. Though her cultivation was formidable, the vengeful spirits of the pit were not easily escaped by cultivators.
Compounding her plight, Guan Ling’s Talismans Dao had trapped Yun Weiyan in the pit for twenty-eight days. Countless malevolent spirits tore at her flesh and devoured her spiritual power. Ye Yazi had even severed the tendons in her hands and feet with a curved blade.
Had Tao Li not risked her entire cultivation to steal the Shangxuan Sect’s treasured Square Inch Chessboard and briefly restrain Guan Ling, Yun Weiyan would have perished in the pit long ago.
Regret?
The System’s soft, saccharine voice echoed inappropriately in Yun Weiyan’s mind.
Yun Weiyan half-closed her eyes, as if recalling something, and replied with a mischievous smile, Of course not.
Tao Li, she called out to her only disciple.
The young disciple, kneeling before the reclining chair, immediately looked up, the corners of her eyes tinged with red.
Tell me, should I call you Tao Li, or should I address you as Elder Tao in advance?
The soon-to-be Elder Tao Li of the Shangxuan Sect kneeling before a demon lord, calling me ‘Master’—
Yun Weiyan pursed her lips, her eyes brimming with amusement. Truly, this is utterly fascinating.
Why are you revealing her identity? the System asked, its voice tinged with confusion.
Yun Weiyan ignored the System’s question, her gaze fixed on Tao Li with keen interest. Under the disciple’s shocked gaze, she spoke slowly, each word deliberate
Would you like to hear how your Eldest Senior Sister died by my hand?
The moment Tao Li heard Eldest Senior Sister, she froze, her face losing its expression of grief and sorrow. Her gaze turned to her former master, now filled with hatred.
I know the disciples of the Shangxuan Sect are exceptionally skilled in the Talismans Dao. To keep your Eldest Senior Sister from getting bored, I—
Yun Weiyan’s eyes flickered, her originally delicate and gentle features now radiating a captivating allure.
She chuckled softly, her tone utterly indifferent to the bloody life she had taken
I trapped her within her own talisman paper, then ignited it with strange fire. Burned her to ashes.
Demoness! I’ll kill you to avenge my Eldest Senior Sister!
Tao Li’s mind flashed back to her Eldest Senior Sister, who had always been gentle and caring, looking after all the disciples in the sect. How could this demoness have…
Unable to contain her hatred, Tao Li conjured a white talisman paper between her fingers. She bit her fingertip, letting a drop of bl00d fall onto the paper, and began chanting an incantation.
In an instant, a brilliant white light erupted.
The talisman paper swirled around Yun Weiyan, yet it couldn’t penetrate her body even slightly.
How…?
Tao Li stared in disbelief at Yun Weiyan, who lay motionless on the reclining chair. How could someone who appeared so frail resist her Talismans Dao?
Unless… unless Yun Weiyan hadn’t truly lost her spiritual power!
You—
Before Tao Li could finish her sentence, Yun Weiyan plunged a sword into her abdomen.
Tao Li, Yun Weiyan said weakly, gripping the sword hilt, your Master has lived for four hundred years.
She slowly withdrew the blade.
You’re not qualified to kill me.
Bl00d stained the sword crimson. Yun Weiyan closed her eyes, waved her hand, and said, Get lost.
Tao Li clutched her abdomen, stumbling toward the courtyard gate. She stopped abruptly at the threshold.
Turning back, she gazed at the figure reclining on the chair. Yun Weiyan’s face was deathly pale, her breathing so faint it was almost imperceptible.
She lay as still as a corpse.
Tao Li stood frozen for a long moment, her expression complex, before finally speaking
Today, the five major sects are besieging Yun Chuan, demanding answers from your elder sister, Yun Hanmian.
Sect Leader Yun has declared he will personally settle matters within the sect tomorrow.
Master… Yun Weiyan, for over a century, you have acted recklessly and committed countless atrocities in the Cultivation World, amassing countless enemies. Your path has reached its end.
If I were you, I would rather commit suicide to atone for my sins and show remorse to the world. At least you could preserve your dignity in death.
Despite Tao Li’s impassioned words, Yun Weiyan remained completely unresponsive.
Tao Li’s anger surged, and she swallowed the bl00d rising in her throat. She strode out the door, her sleeves billowing behind her as she swept away.
Yun Weiyan, I ask you one last time do you regret your choices?
Even if you asked me ten thousand times, my answer would still be no regrets.
As Yun Weiyan recalled the System’s soft, sweet voice in her mind, she suddenly remembered the day she had first transmigrated to this strange world.
In her original world, Yun Weiyan had been an orphan, never knowing her parents. She had grown up in the squalid, crime-ridden lower districts, clawing her way through life.
She had chosen the name Yun Weiyan for herself after learning to read at the age of eight. As for why she had chosen that particular name, she couldn’t quite remember—perhaps it was after sneaking into the upper districts to watch the dazzling New Year’s fireworks.
At twenty, she had transmigrated to this cultivation world in a dream, awakening a powerful System within her mind.
Her new identity was the adopted daughter of the Yun Clan of Yun Chuan, one of the six major sects. She was the Second Young Mistress of the Yun Clan, living alongside Yun Hanmian, the current leader of the righteous path.
As for what happened afterward…
Yun Weiyan shook her head, a soft laugh escaping her lips. She had never regretted her choices, not once.
After circulating her spiritual energy through thirty-six minor cycles, Yun Weiyan could clearly feel it flowing through her limbs. The severed tendons in her hands and feet were slowly beginning to heal.
This was the Demonic Cultivator’s ultimate cultivation technique Survive by Embracing Death.
As the saying goes, Without destruction, there can be no creation. This technique required completely draining one’s spiritual energy, then breaking every bone and tendon inch by inch to reshape one’s Dao bones, nourishing the body with fresh spiritual energy.
Only by enduring the torment of death and rebirth could one achieve the Great Perfection of the Dao Heart.
Sometimes Yun Weiyan truly doubted the System’s origins, wondering how it could even find such an obscure cultivation technique.
Yun Weiyan
Hmm?
The System’s sudden voice interrupted her thoughts. Yun Weiyan glanced at the horizon where twilight met moonlight, performed a cleansing ritual, and changed into a set of white robes.
The female lead is only twenty li away. I advise you to flee immediately.
There was only one person the System would refer to as the female lead
Sect Leader Yunchuan, the Yun Clan’s legitimate daughter from the Nine Great Clans—Yun Hanmian.
As expected, my dear sister has a nose sharper than a dog’s.
Yun Weiyan conjured her Lifebound Sword from thin air. As a former disciple of Yun Chuan, her swordsmanship rivaled even Yun Hanmian’s.
Yun Weiyan’s cultivation talent was no less than Yun Hanmian’s, so why was Yun Hanmian the female lead of this novel?
The moment Yun Weiyan learned her fate in the original story from the System, she resolved to usurp the female lead’s role, transforming from a villainous supporting character into the protagonist.
The System couldn’t comprehend her choice but reluctantly possessed Yun Weiyan’s body, forced to assist its host in any way possible to harm the female lead.
Run! Yun Hanmian is at the door!
Yun Weiyan completely ignored the System’s warning. Instead, she gripped her Lifebound Sword in a backhand grip, straightened her posture, and let her pristine white robes flutter in the wind.
Sister, you’ve come.
Yun Weiyan rarely showed such a pure, innocent smile. Her crescent-moon eyes, though her face was utterly bloodless, resembled a camellia bud poised to bloom on a cliff’s edge.
Yun Weiyan! Your Cultivation Technique is just a hair’s breadth from completion! As long as you survive, you can always rebuild!
Yun Weiyan directly disabled the System’s communication function. Tilting her head, she called Yun Hanmian Sister again, just as she had in their childhood.
Yun Hanmian’s icy expression finally softened. She stared at her long-unseen sister for a long moment before sighing softly.
Do you know your crimes?
What crimes? Killing and plundering treasures are commonplace in the Cultivation World. Why single me out?
With each word, Yun Weiyan stepped closer to Yun Hanmian, who stood before the dilapidated wooden door.
Yun Hanmian, as a cultivator, I aspire to become an immortal.
I seek supreme power, I strive to transcend my own limitations.
Tell me, which cultivator under heaven doesn’t yearn to reach the pinnacle of the Great Dao?
Unable to endure Yun Weiyan’s words any longer, Yun Hanmian swiftly drew her Lifebound Sword from its sheath, the blade pointed directly at Yun Weiyan’s heart.
Your twisted logic is beyond redemption.
Her icy tone, like the biting winter wind, shattered the last vestiges of hope in Yun Weiyan’s heart.
For reasons she couldn’t fathom, Yun Weiyan had always clung to a sliver of hope that Yun Hanmian wouldn’t truly kill her.
Perhaps it was the lingering affection from their childhood in Yun Chuan, or perhaps it was the inexplicable emotions buried deep within her heart, obscured by the passage of time.
As Yun Weiyan stared intently at Yun Hanmian, the sharp blade suddenly pierced her body, vivid crimson bl00d staining her plain white robes.
Yun Weiyan lifted her gaze in disbelief to the figure standing before her, forcing a bitter, sorrowful smile.
She took a step forward, allowing the sword to sink deeper into her flesh.
Leaning close to Yun Hanmian’s ear, she spoke in the same playful, youthful tone she had used in their childhood, her eyes gleaming with a dark excitement.
Each word, spoken deliberately like a curse, echoed in the air
Sister, without my monstrous deeds, how would your fame have spread across the world?
Sister, trample over my corpse and become the person I hate most.
Just before Yun Weiyan completely lost consciousness, the System’s emotionless voice echoed in her mind
Detecting host Yun Weiyan’s body nearing death. Initiating backup protocol. Host, please fully cooperate with the System.