The Villainous Supporting Character Ended Up with the Female Lead - Chapter 11

No! No!

Ye Yazi lunged forward, tearing open Yun Weiyan’s tattered robes and clamping her hand around Yun Weiyan’s throat, forcing her to look up.

I don’t believe it! Tell me—tell me you’re Yun Weiyan, that demonic fiend!

The last syllable of Ye Yazi’s words seemed to tremble with a hint of a sob.

Yun Weiyan coughed several times, her meridians burning like molten fire. Each breath tugged at the Spirit Root nestled within her Dantian.

This Spirit Root, a chaotic amalgamation of thirty-four Outer Sect disciples from Floating Beam Sect, had barely managed to force her into the Late Foundation Establishment stage.

If not for the black mist gifted by that mysterious figure, which shielded her from Ye Yazi’s ancestral Jade Pearl, Yun Weiyan would have already exploded and died.

E-Elder Ye…

Her voice barely audible, Yun Weiyan strained to open her eyes, gazing at Ye Yazi’s face, now mere inches from her own.

Ten years had passed, yet the Heavenly Dao’s favor had preserved Ye Yazi’s captivating beauty.

Crimson bl00d flowed ceaselessly from the corner of Yun Weiyan’s mouth, dripping onto the bedsheets from Ye Yazi’s jade-white wrist.

The sight pierced Xu Zijin’s heart like a dagger.

Elder Ye, you’ve already examined my Junior Sister today! She’s not a Demonic Cultivator, let alone the ‘female demon’ you claim she is!

Xu Zijin, ignoring Xu Yue’s attempts to stop her, used her blade to parry aside her Master’s unsheathed sword. She sprinted to the bedside, brandishing her weapon as she confronted Ye Yazi.

The surrounding silence was terrifying. Xu Yue allowed her disciple to confront Floating Beam’s Executive Elder, standing three feet away, holding her breath and watching the scene unfold.

Has Elder Ye’s suspicion of Bai Ke been dispelled? Yun Weiyan asked softly, her voice weak and strained.

She had just refused the System’s offer to suppress her pain. She needed to remember the agony she had endured on her path to ascension.

Profound, bone-deep suffering kept one clear-headed.

Four hundred years ago, to break through the limitations of her Five Spirit Root, she had bitten down on coarse cloth and sliced open her abdomen with her sword, personally excavating the Spirit Root from her Dantian.

Three hundred years ago, to reach the Nascent Soul stage, she had slaughtered every cultivator in the Ancient Secret Realm, staining the yellow sands crimson as she single-handedly seized the supreme spiritual artifact.

But today—

Yun Weiyan suddenly flashed a wan smile at Ye Yazi, stammering, If Elder Ye doesn’t believe me, she can simply extract Bai Ke’s Spirit Root and examine it herself.

Junior Sister! Xu Zijin immediately dropped his sword, bent down, and scooped Yun Weiyan into his arms. He glared fiercely at Ye Yazi before turning and striding away.

Xu Yue stood silently, coldly watching Ye Yazi stare, eyes bloodshot, at the bloodstained Jade Pearl in her palm. Her face was half shock, half sorrow.

The proud image of the Executive Elder had completely vanished.

Not her! It wasn’t her after all! How could this be…? Did I really mistake her? Ye Yazi murmured to herself, shaking her head and sighing. Before she even realized it, a tiny tear escaped her reddened eye.

It was as if she had finally understood.

Yun Weiyan had truly been dead for ten years.

Xu Zijin, carrying the bl00d-soaked Yun Weiyan, was rushing toward the physicians’ courtyard when she unexpectedly encountered Yun Hanmian.

Since the Lantern Festival, Yun Hanmian had remained at the Floating Beam garrison in Anyang City at Ye Yazi’s invitation.

Most of Yun Chuan’s affairs were being managed by her trusted aide, Yun Guiyi, and the Elders hadn’t yet urged her to return to the Sect.

With time on her hands, Yun Hanmian had begun teaching the disciples the Yun Clan Sword Art at Floating Beam.

Unlike Yun Weiyan, who roamed the Cultivation World, Yun Hanmian rarely left Yun Chuan and had always faithfully followed the arrangements made by the Elders and her Master.

Learning the sword, cultivating, inheriting the clan leadership, becoming Sect Leader—every step had been smooth, without the slightest setback.

This made it impossible for Yun Hanmian to understand Yun Weiyan. Despite being her younger sister, even if not of the direct lineage, Yun Weiyan was still the dignified second young mistress of the Yun Clan.

Even if she didn’t cultivate, simply staying peacefully in Yun Chuan would guarantee her a life of comfort and security.

Her Master had once warned Yun Hanmian that Yun Weiyan was exceedingly greedy, urging her to keep her distance lest her sister steal her fortune.

Yun Hanmian had always treated her Master’s words as gospel, following them to the letter. Yet, in the shadows where no one noticed, Yun Weiyan had begun walking the demonic path, practicing forbidden arts.

By the time Yun Hanmian realized it, Yun Weiyan had already become a notorious demonic figure, terrorizing the Cultivation World.

Later…

Yun Hanmian glanced sideways at the bl00d-soaked figure lying motionless on the bed. As she channeled spiritual power to cleanse the bloodstains, her mind drifted back to scenes from a decade ago.

Later, she had fulfilled the expectations of the masses by killing Yun Weiyan.

Sect Leader Yun, how is my Junior Sister’s condition?

An anxious voice pulled Yun Hanmian back to reality. She turned to see Xu Zijin standing near the bed.

Xu Zijin hurried forward, eager to check on Yun Weiyan, but Yun Hanmian gently stopped her.

Xu Zijin.

Sect Leader Yun? Xu Zijin looked at Yun Hanmian, who sat composed at the head of the bed. While grateful for the sect leader’s assistance, she also felt a twinge of resentment at Yun Hanmian’s presence, which she saw as an intrusion on her care for her junior sister.

Your junior sister’s condition is quite peculiar. Her meridians have been completely severed by a violent surge of spiritual power, yet her Spirit Root in the Dantian remains unscathed. Yun Hanmian frowned slightly, her gaze settling calmly on Xu Zijin’s face.

I attempted to channel spiritual power into her body to help nurture her meridians, but her Spirit Root violently rejected my energy.

Logically, a damaged Spirit Root would need to absorb vast amounts of spiritual power to repair itself. The fact that her Spirit Root isn’t doing so suggests it isn’t injured at all.

Yun Hanmian’s analysis sent shockwaves through Xu Zijin’s mind.

The physician from Floating Beam had clearly stated that Bai Ke’s meridians and Spirit Root had been corroded by the Demonic Cultivator’s dark mist, leaving her beyond recovery and destined to become a cripple.

Yet here was Yun Hanmian, offering a conclusion that directly contradicted the physician’s diagnosis.

Could it be…?

Xu Zijin blinked, pondering the inconsistencies. Could Sect Leader Yun’s medical skills be lacking?

The thought made sense. After all, Yun Hanmian was a Sword Cultivator, naturally inferior to a physician in medical matters.

Specialization is key, Xu Zijin reminded herself, a principle she understood well.

Yun Hanmian observed Xu Zijin’s shifting expressions, noticing her occasional furtive glances. Growing increasingly puzzled, she finally couldn’t contain herself.

After Xu Zijin had stolen dozens of glances, Yun Hanmian cut straight to the chase

Do you harbor any dissatisfaction toward me? And what exactly caused your Junior Sister’s injuries today?

How could I possibly be dissatisfied with Sect Leader Yun? Xu Zijin replied. In the Cultivation World, who doesn’t know of your radiant virtue and peerless grace? You are the undisputed leader of the Righteous Path.

Xu Zijin responded with a polite remark, quickly changing the subject. As for my Junior Sister… Ah, it’s a long story…

While Xu Zijin embellished her account of Ye Yazi to Yun Hanmian, the System called out to Yun Weiyan in her Divine Sense.

Host? Host?

Shut up. Ugh—it hurts so much. I’m not in the mood for your nonsense today.

Yun Weiyan lay weakly on the bed, her eyes tightly shut, gritting her teeth to endure the pain inflicted by Ye Yazi.

Although Yun Hanmian had cleared the meridians throughout her body, the tears in her meridians had yet to heal.

Moreover, the fused Spirit Root was incompatible with her body. Exposed to the Jade Pearl’s excessively pure spiritual power, it showed signs of disintegration.

No, I can’t delay this any longer.

Yun Weiyan’s eyes narrowed into slits, her gaze shifting to Xu Zijin, who was chatting animatedly with Yun Hanmian.

She twitched her nose slightly, as if catching the scent of an exquisite delicacy.

Tonight.

After all, she had already mastered most of Floating Beam’s superior Blade Technique and Heart Method.

Yun Weiyan closed her eyes again, calculating how to strike Xu Zijin under the noses of Ye Yazi and Yun Hanmian while ensuring her own escape.

Last time, she had been fortunate that Bai Ke mistook the white herb for a sacrificial flower, reminding Yun Weiyan that consuming it with wine would cause poisoning.

Otherwise, how could a mere Qi Refining cultivator, unarmed and defenseless, have possibly killed Bai Ke, a Foundation Establishment cultivator?

Host, were you originally planning to have Xu Zijin willingly offer you her Spirit Root?

Yes, Yun Weiyan replied, unusually patient as she explained to the System.

If you forcibly extract a Spirit Root, it will vehemently reject your body. It might even develop cracks on its own, destabilizing your cultivation.

I once wanted to test a theory if someone willingly offered me their Spirit Root with both hands, perhaps the Spirit Root would accept my body.

But unfortunately, I never had the time or energy for such an experiment. Back then, the Heavenly Dao was pressing me relentlessly, and all factions were united in hunting me down…

Yun Weiyan’s tone carried a hint of nostalgia. Four centuries, even for a cultivator, was no fleeting moment.

For a cultivator of mediocre talent, progressing from Qi Refining Stage 1 to Foundation Establishment would take at least seventy to eighty years.

Yet the Cultivation World widely acknowledged that Foundation Establishment marked the true beginning of cultivation.

Some spent their entire lives merely reaching the starting line of a genius.

Take Yun Weiyan, for example.

If she hadn’t ruthlessly severed her Five Spirit Root, she likely wouldn’t have broken through Foundation Establishment even after a lifetime of cultivation, let alone reached the Great Ascension Stage.

It was just a lingering sense of resentment.

Resentment at the Heavenly Dao’s boundless favoritism toward the Female Lead. Resentment at being branded a useless waste in Yun Chuan.

Resentment at the prospect of living a mediocre life.

明明 she had possessed photographic memory since the age of three, and she had mastered the sword techniques taught by her instructors with effortless ease.

But why was Yun Hanmian the chosen one?

Why must she be relegated to playing the Female Lead’s supporting role, a mere green leaf to her radiant bloom?

Host…

Sensing Yun Weiyan’s emotional instability, the System frantically searched its database for comforting words, but found itself unable to speak.

Fate is in our own hands! Heaven’s Mandate, Heavenly Dao—it’s all bullshit! Yun Weiyan spat at the System.

I refuse to believe Yun Hanmian is the only one in the entire Cultivation World destined for ascension. If I succeed in ascending, perhaps you can finally complete your mission too.

Yun Hanmian remained oblivious to Yun Weiyan’s venting to the System.

After listening to Xu Zijin’s lengthy explanation without missing a single word, Yun Hanmian extracted the key points from the convoluted narrative, dimly grasping the threshold of the connecting threads.

It seemed Ye Yazi’s intuition had been correct—Bai Ke was definitely suspicious.

Feigning nonchalance, Yun Hanmian instructed Xu Zijin to take good care of Bai Ke and, under no circumstances, allow her to leave the room until she returned.

Xu Zijin nodded in agreement, promising to fulfill Yun Hanmian’s request.

Yun Hanmian rose, pushed open the door, and cast a spell to create a barrier specifically targeting Yun Weiyan. With a flick of her sleeve, she set off to find Ye Yazi.