Transmigrated As The Villain's Sword (GL) - Chapter 22

“Young Madam,” the neat and uniform voices echoed across the world, the trailing sound lingering. A gust of wind blew past, and the caw of ghost crows came from overhead.

Tong Di looked at the three people disheveled in the wind, a puzzled expression on his face. Could it be that he had guessed wrong? But last time during his communication with Her Highness, he had indeed seen a different color in her eyes. Combined with the “Master” he had heard belonging to another young woman, he had assumed that Her Highness was playing some kind of romantic game.

Who could play romantic games with Her Highness? Naturally, it would be their Young Madam.

Guan Luowei naturally hadn’t expected that Tong Di, merely through one of her expressions and Ling Chenyan’s “Master,” would have filled in such a big drama in his mind and unilaterally determined that Ling Chenyan was the Young Madam.

Almost instantly, a thin blush crept up her neck to the tips of her ears. Guan Luowei gritted her silver teeth, with a hint of embarrassed anger, “Tong Di! What are you talking about?!”

When Tong Di saw Guan Luowei’s posture, he felt a bit apprehensive and realized that things might be somewhat different from what he thought. He quickly laughed it off, “Hahaha, nothing, I said little servant, I didn’t say anything about Young Madam, and I certainly didn’t mistake your sword spirit for Young Madam, hahaha.”

Ling Chenyan: “…”

Ling Chenyan turned her head to look at Guan Luowei, whose eyes held a faint chill, and asked, “Is he always like this?”

Guan Luowei glanced at the silver sword. She couldn’t see its expression, but she could hear a hint of disdain and speechlessness in its tone. The corners of Guan Luowei’s mouth twitched, and she looked coldly at Tong Di, “Come to the Demon Martial Arena tonight.”

Tong Di’s legs trembled, and he said with a bitter face, “Your Highness, Your Highness, it was just a slip of the tongue.”

A slip of the tongue?

Ling Chenyan silently rubbed her forehead.

The Old Demon Emperor, who had been watching the show for a long time, finally understood what had happened. He felt a sense of kindred spirit with this little sword spirit and regretted not meeting her sooner. So he stroked his beard with a smile and explained to Ling Chenyan, “Don’t mind him. When he was a child, he insisted on competing with a demon donkey to see whose leg strength was greater, and as a result, he got kicked in the head by that demon donkey.”

“Your Majesty! Didn’t we agree not to mention that?!” Tong Di looked embarrassed.

Ling Chenyan was greatly shocked. She thought the Old Demon Emperor was joking, but realizing it was true, it was no wonder this guy’s brain circuit was so peculiar. She expressed her understanding, looked at Tong Di with sympathy, said “No wonder,” and then quickly went to chase after Guan Luowei.

The Old Demon Emperor stroked his beard with amusement and said to Tong Di, who was still pulling at his red hair, “Alright, Tong Di, since you’re going to the Demon Martial Arena, leave the patrols for these two days to Zong Xian.”

••••

After returning to the palace, the embarrassment and anger on Guan Luowei’s face had faded. She quietly pondered the events of these days: the evil being in Fengxiang Town, Daoist Guizei, the jade pendant of that man, Mu Yunze, Lin Qinghuan, the Illusion God Lyre…

The Lingxiao Immortal Sect seemed to be inextricably linked to all of this, but what exactly was the connection? Also, regarding Daoist Guizei’s death, Guan Luowei always felt that it had been too easy.

There was no resistance at all, which was very abnormal. It should be known that even the evil being at the foot of the mountain in Fengxiang Town had fought back when it was about to die, but Daoist Guizei had accepted his death too calmly.

Or did he have some other purpose in doing so?

Guan Luowei felt that there must be something she had forgotten. A flash of inspiration vaguely passed through her mind, but she couldn’t grasp it.

Just at this moment, Ling Chenyan floated in from outside. She looked up at the silver sword and said, “Yin Ye, come here.”

The silver sword obediently floated in front of her.

Guan Luowei looked at the silver sword, which had shrunk to about three feet, and said nothing. She formed a hand seal and began to cast an array on it. Ling Chenyan didn’t know what she was going to do, but felt that she shouldn’t harm her, so she silently accepted it.

A moment later, Guan Luowei retracted her fingertips and said, “Now, those people won’t be able to touch you.”

Ling Chenyan shook her sword body, feeling a strange power seem to have appeared within her, slowly patrolling her body and emitting a warm aura.

“What is this, Master?”

Guan Luowei used her fingertip to flick the cyan sword tassel on the hilt, watching it swing slightly and then fall. She lowered her eyes and said, “An array. If something like this happens again, a protective barrier will automatically form, and I will also know.”

Ling Chenyan nodded, feeling a bit happy in her heart. So the big villain was protecting her.

“By the way, Master,” Ling Chenyan said, “has our contract… disappeared?”

A dark color flashed in Guan Luowei’s eyes, “Yes.”

The disappearance of the contract between a spirit artifact and its master meant that either the master had died or the spirit artifact was gone.

But now, Guan Luowei was alive and well, and Ling Chenyan was also fine within the sword. Guan Luowei lowered her eyes in thought, and suddenly heard Ling Chenyan’s thoughts.

[Sure enough, it seems I really died when I went to beep beep beep beep—]

Guan Luowei’s face lost color for a moment, her fingertips suddenly clenched, her mind filled with Ling Chenyan’s words just now: she really died.

But the next second, the girl’s clear voice came from beside her ear: “Then, Master, do you still want to form a contract with me?”

Guan Luowei’s eyes slowly regained clarity, “No.”

“Ah,” Ling Chenyan let out a somewhat regretful “ah” and asked, “Why?”

She had been hoping to form a contract with the big villain and then hand over the task of eliminating the evil clan to her. After all, if she formed a contract with her, then by extension, the big villain would also be Jin Jin’s master.

Guan Luowei’s expression was a bit strange. She didn’t answer her question but instead asked, “Can you transform now?”

“It doesn’t seem like it,” Ling Chenyan said with a hint of regret.

She had only been in human form for a few days before being turned back into her original form.

Guan Luowei nodded, remembering that there seemed to be records about the transformation of spirit artifacts in the Demon Realm’s secret pavilion. She nodded and said, “I understand.”

“By the way, Master,” Ling Chenyan suddenly said, “do you want to guess where Jin Jin is now?”

If she hadn’t said it, it would have been fine, but after she said it, Guan Luowei remembered that she hadn’t seen the Illusion God Lyre all the way back. Slightly raising her eyebrows, Guan Luowei asked, “Where?”

Ling Chenyan chuckled, took a step forward, and tried hard to show off her sword body, “Master! Look at my body!”

A light flashed in Guan Luowei’s eyes, and then she carefully observed the silver sword. After seeing the vivid flowing cloud patterns on it, Guan Luowei said in surprise, “He… transformed into cloud patterns on your body?”

“Yes!” Ling Chenyan said, “He transformed into patterns on my body, what a wonderful feeling!”

Guan Luowei’s gaze slightly condensed. The Illusion God Lyre was a divine artifact. Logically speaking, there should be a hierarchical suppression between it and other spirit artifacts. When it recognized its master in the Lingxiao Immortal Sect that day, all the spirit artifacts present trembled, but the silver sword didn’t seem to be affected by this.

Could it be because she wasn’t a spirit artifact?

Guan Luowei curled her lips, her fingertips gently tracing those patterns, “Very beautiful.”

Ling Chenyan also thought it was very beautiful. After showing off by swaying around twice, she decided to go out and flaunt it. Guan Luowei chuckled a little, but in the end, she let her go.

Compared to the harmonious atmosphere on the Demon Realm’s side, the Lingxiao Immortal Sect had been in a somewhat gloomy mood recently.

After the incident with Guizei, Zhenxu began to investigate the unusual things within the sect, with the disciples of Guizei Peak being the first to be investigated. But the results he obtained puzzled him greatly.

He had investigated everyone on Guizei Peak, and none of them showed any abnormalities. At most, the cultivation techniques they practiced had a slight hint of evil, but they were far from the evil aura on Daoist Guizei.

Once bitten by a snake, twice shy of a rope. Zhenxu ordered the disposal of those disciples. This matter somehow leaked out, and for a time, everyone felt insecure.

When Mu Yunze learned about this, three days had already passed since that day. He had been in closed-door cultivation at the time, so he had missed the events of that day. After coming out of seclusion, he was immediately called over by the Sect Leader and several elders.

They looked full of grief and, after conveying Guan Luowei’s words to him, indirectly inquired about what kind of conflict he had with Guan Luowei. Mu Yunze naturally couldn’t tell the truth and only said it was because he had let Guan Luowei down.

He spoke vaguely, and the Sect Leader and the two elders thought they had that kind of relationship. After asking a few questions, they let him go back.

As for Mu Yunze, after learning that the Illusion God Lyre had been taken away by Guan Luowei and that her cultivation was already strong enough to defeat the Sect Leader, he began to panic a little. How could this be? It was clearly not like this in his previous life.

Mu Yunze thought secretly that it must be due to their rebirth. They both had the advantage of knowing the future. Guan Luowei had already taken away the Illusion God Lyre while he was recuperating, using the information about the four great divine artifacts and the details of some people he knew in his previous life. So, he must seize the other opportunities next.

Moreover, Mu Yunze’s eyes flickered slightly, he had never done anything wrong from beginning to end, he only wanted revenge.

But Mu Yunze always felt that after being reborn, he seemed to have forgotten some very important information…

He shook his head to get rid of these thoughts and prepared to spar with Lin Qinghuan. His cultivation had improved again during these days, and it was a good time to test it with Qinghuan.

Mu Yunze arrived in front of the bamboo house, stood still, and gently knocked on the door.

Not long after, Lin Qinghuan’s gentle and delicate face peeked out from behind the door. Her face was still a little pale, but when she saw him, her dark eyes suddenly lit up, “Brother Mu.”

Mu Yunze’s heart warmed slightly. Counting both his previous and current lives, Qinghuan had been by his side for many years. From the moment he picked her up in the freezing snow, the gears of fate had already begun to turn.

Those days of relying on each other, huddling together for warmth, and overcoming every difficult time hand in hand were all treasures he cherished. It was just that later, his talent gradually emerged, his cultivation gradually improved, and he came into contact with more and more people and women. Among all kinds of beauties, he still failed to hold onto his original heart.

He enjoyed the benefits brought by strength and power, and indulged in various gentle affections, but Lin Qinghuan never held it against him. It was like after walking a long way, when he looked back, she was still following behind him, and when she saw him turn around, she would gently smile at him and call him, “Brother Mu.”

Mu Yunze’s heart softened a little, and he said softly, “Do you feel better?”

Lin Qinghuan nodded, “Much better, Brother Mu, are you out of seclusion?”

“Mm,” speaking of this, Mu Yunze’s eyebrows and eyes were filled with pride, “I have already advanced to the Spirit Division.”

“So powerful,” little stars seemed to twinkle in Lin Qinghuan’s eyes, “Brother Mu is so amazing.”

Just as the corners of Mu Yunze’s mouth were about to lift, he suddenly thought of Guan Luowei’s unfathomable strength. The pride that had just risen extinguished with a “hiss,” and he sighed, “Alas, still too weak.”

Lin Qinghuan didn’t know what was wrong with Mu Yunze, but seeing him unhappy, she also felt a little sad. However, she still showed a smile and comforted him, “How could that be? Brother Mu, you are the best.”

Mu Yunze shook his head with a bit of amusement and said, “Qinghuan, how about a spar with me? Let Brother Mu see if you’ve improved.”

A hint of hesitation flashed across Lin Qinghuan’s face. She looked at the jade pendant hanging at her waist and finally nodded with a smile, “Okay, but Brother Mu, you must show mercy.”

Mu Yunze smiled, “Of course.”

The two stood in the training ground, exchanged few words, and then engaged in a fight. Mu Yunze slightly suppressed his cultivation and fought with Lin Qinghuan. Her hair brushed against Mu Yunze’s eyebrows and eyes, and at that moment, Mu Yunze inappropriately thought of Guan Luowei.

In his previous life, he and Guan Luowei had also fought like this. That beautiful and aloof woman never showed kindness to outsiders, but she always had a bit more patience with him.

But later, even though he knew how much she hated the actions of her so-called father, he still walked down the same path as that man. He deceived her, stole the Demon Orb, caused chaos in the Demon Realm, and finally used this to lead the major sects to destroy the Demon Clan.

Yes, she should hate him, just as he hated the Demon Clan.

Mu Yunze’s heart felt like it had been squeezed. In that instant, he didn’t control his spiritual power well, and when he came back to his senses, he saw Lin Qinghuan knocked to the ground.

He ran over in a panic, his face full of self-blame, “Qingqing, I’m sorry, Qingqing, are you okay?”

Lin Qinghuan’s face was pale, and she shook her head, “Brother Mu, were you thinking of your enemy?”

A light flashed in Mu Yunze’s eyes, and a hint of intolerance and guilt flashed in his heart, but he still nodded and said, “I’m sorry, Qingqing.”

“I’m fine,” Lin Qinghuan smiled and said, “Brother Mu is indeed powerful. It seems I need to speed up my cultivation.”

Mu Yunze twitched the corner of his lips, picked her up in his arms, ignoring the gazes of the crowd, and said, “I’ll take you back.”

Lin Qinghuan’s ears were tinged with a faint blush. She kept her head buried in Mu Yunze’s chest all the way. When they reached the door, she struggled to leave Mu Yunze’s embrace, flashed into the room, and closed the door on Mu Yunze.

Mu Yunze looked at the closed door, feeling a bit amused, and couldn’t help but tease, “Qingqing, are you shy?”

Lin Qinghuan bit her lip and said in a muffled voice, “You are not allowed to come in.”

Mu Yunze also knew that she was thin-skinned, shook his head helplessly, and asked, “Qingqing, your injury, are you okay?”

“I’m fine,” Lin Qinghuan endured the surge of bl00d in her throat and said, “Brother Mu, please leave quickly, or I’ll get angry.”

Seeing this, how could Mu Yunze dare to stay here any longer? He left a few bottles of pills and then left.

After he left, Lin Qinghuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of bl00d, her face even paler than before. She lowered her eyes and looked at her gradually deforming hand, gritted her teeth and suddenly clenched her knuckles.

A moment later, she opened the door, took the few bottles of pills Mu Yunze had left behind, and stared into the distance, not knowing what she was thinking.

••••

Twilight surged, and the Demon Realm’s sky completely darkened.

Ling Chenyan stood under the stage, watching the two people on the stage with a composed expression.

One person was dressed in white like snow, surpassing the cold of winter, with a cold killing intent all over their body. The other person, under the urging of the crowd, timidly went up to the stage. After going up, they cautiously retreated and said with a forced smile, “Your Highness, let’s make a deal, don’t hit my face later.”

Guan Luowei looked at him coldly. Seeing him come on stage, she directly attacked without any intention of showing mercy.

Ling Chenyan watched from below, sometimes clicking her tongue and sometimes exclaiming in surprise. Finally, she couldn’t bear to look anymore and turned her eyes away, saying to the demon disciple beside her who was full of reverence, “So miserable.”

When the demon disciple saw that the sword beside her was Her Highness’s sword, she immediately said, “Yes, Her Highness is so handsome. If I were a woman, I would definitely marry her!”

Ling Chenyan: “?”

Did I say she was handsome? No, what marry her? Aren’t you Demon Realm people a bit strange?

However, that demon disciple had already blocked out Ling Chenyan, her eyes only on Guan Luowei.

Ling Chenyan: “…”

She silently turned her head to the other side, and a familiar face appeared before her eyes. She seemed to have seen this woman before, the one who confessed to Guan Luowei and was rejected.

Ling Chenyan looked at Zong Xian’s eyes, which were full of brilliance and fixed on Guan Luowei, and thought, she still hasn’t given up on Guan Luowei. Look at those eyes, they’re practically drawing silk threads.

The system spoke up at the right time: [Host, aren’t you jealous?]

Ling Chenyan: [What do you know about jealousy, you’re a robot.]

System: […Then why are you so sour?]

Ling Chenyan: [You’re a robot, do you even know what sour tastes like?]

System: [Crying while biting a handkerchief.jpg]

Seeing that the system no longer spoke, Ling Chenyan snorted, thinking, she didn’t like Guan Luowei. This could at most be considered her feeling a little unhappy that her master was being coveted.

After a long time, Tong Di’s miserable cries finally stopped. Ling Chenyan looked up and saw Tong Di tremblingly straightening up, bright light gleaming in his eyes, “Thank you, Your Highness!”

Ling Chenyan watched the woman with cold and clear eyes slowly walk towards her, then with a hook of her hand, she took her into her grasp and said, “Let’s go.”

Under the envious and jealous gazes of the crowd, Ling Chenyan slowly straightened her sword body. Before she could even feel smug, a woman’s voice reached her ears.

“Your Highness.” The woman called softly, as if afraid of disturbing the person before her.

Guan Luowei stopped and, seeing the person who came, paused and said, “It’s you.”

A hint of surprise flashed in Zong Xian’s eyes. She didn’t expect Her Highness to still remember her!

“It’s me, Your Highness. I am now the Commander of the Demon Realm Guards.” Zong Xian said, a little shy but proud.

“So that’s the newly appointed Commander of the Guards! I know her, she was just an ordinary Demon Realm disciple a month ago, but she stood out in the selection and finally became the Commander of the Guards!”

“Yes! She’s so amazing. I didn’t expect her to actually know Her Highness?”

“Wuwuwu, if I become the Commander of the Guards, can I also get to know Her Highness?”

“Stop dreaming. Do you know how cruel this selection is? The person who went up against Commander Zong, I can only say they were really miserable. She’s simply too powerful!”

“…”

From the words that the crowd vaguely revealed, Guan Luowei learned about the woman’s achievements. With a slight sweep of her gaze, she could tell that she had already reached the Spirit Division.

Guan Luowei raised her eyebrows slightly in surprise and casually said, “Not bad.”

But Zong Xian, as if she had received a great reward, was so excited that her face flushed red.

“Your Highness,” Zong Xian suddenly knelt on one knee, and said excitedly, “I swear on my life that I will protect you at all costs, whether now or in the future, I will definitely, certainly protect your safety, even if it means sacrificing myself!”

Guan Luowei lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the slender shoulders of the kneeling woman, and said, “Get up.”

“Yes,” Zong Xian stood up, still looking at Guan Luowei with bright eyes.

“As the Commander, your duty is to protect the tens of thousands of citizens of the Demon Realm, not just me alone,” Guan Luowei said faintly, “This is not only your responsibility, but also mine.”

The demons present were silent for a moment, and then they erupted in an instant, calling Guan Luowei’s name excitedly and expressing their respect with reverence.

With just one sentence, she stirred up the emotions of the crowd. Ling Chenyan thought that Guan Luowei did indeed have some talent for being a Demon Emperor.

Even in such a scene of popular support, Guan Luowei remained extremely calm.

Ling Chenyan thought to herself, not to mention those demon disciples, even she herself now felt a bit like marrying Guan Luowei.

She watched as Guan Luowei brushed past Zong Xian, and Zong Xian’s face showed some regret and sadness.

Then, Guan Luowei took two steps, suddenly stopped, and said, “If you want to protect me, you must first eat more to get stronger, and then cultivate diligently.”

After saying that, she didn’t stop any longer and strode away. Ling Chenyan clearly saw the light that burst forth in Zong Xian’s eyes after Guan Luowei said those words.

Very good, she was originally a little sympathetic to Zong Xian and also wanted to marry Guan Luowei, but now it seemed she didn’t want to anymore.

She was going to make trouble!

Author’s Note:

Sword Sword: You actually cared about someone else in front of me!

Guan Guan (helpless): Just a way to manage subordinates, I only care about you.

Sword Sword: Hehe, then I’m fine again.