Transmigrated As The Villain's Sword (GL) - Chapter 7
Guan Luowei left very decisively, leaving the Demon Clan’s gate alone with only her sword.
After the baptism, Guan Luowei’s body gradually adapted to the larger-than-usual spiritual power. Her cultivation from her previous life was restored, and she could now be considered one of the top experts in the cultivation world.
In the past, Guan Luowei was accustomed to flying on her sword when going out. However, she looked down at the sword that was calmly following beside her and shook her head almost imperceptibly.
Flying on her sword was impossible now, but fortunately, her cultivation had reached the Great Ascension, and not flying on her sword only meant consuming a little more demonic power for her.
Ling Chenyan didn’t notice Guan Luowei’s actions, as the system had returned, and Ling Chenyan was negotiating with it.
[System, what did the main system say?]
The system sighed, its voice quite weary: [After receiving the news, the main system avoided me for three days, and then told me ambiguously that I didn’t have to worry about anything, just complete the ultimate mission]
Ling Chenyan’s mood was a bit heavy: [So, Guan Luowei must be killed?]
[Who said that?] the system said; [Don’t forget, our ultimate mission is to save the world]
Ling Chenyan: […The world is collapsing because of Guan Luowei, saving the world means killing Guan Luowei]
Speaking of this, the system became puzzled again: [That’s what I told the main system, but the main system said that Guan Luowei is not the root cause of the world’s collapse. But when I asked what the root cause was, it ignored me again and just told me to explore on my own]
Ling Chenyan’s eyes turned, and she said: [So, we don’t have to kill Guan Luowei?]
[In theory, yes]
Unlike the system’s depression, Ling Chenyan’s mood was excellent: [Great, fortunately, we don’t have to kill her. I was already thinking about how to betray you]
System: […What did you say, host?]
Ling Chenyan coughed twice and said repeatedly: [Nothing, nothing. After all, who would be willing to kill such a beautiful woman? But now we don’t have to kill her, that’s great, right?]
The system was quite dissatisfied with the host’s words. It had ample reason to suspect that Ling Chenyan wanted to betray it earlier, but now that they were on the same side, it had to hide its depression.
Compared to Ling Chenyan’s happy mood, Guan Luowei, having heard all of Ling Chenyan’s inner thoughts, had a complex mood. Her sword was originally supposed to join others to kill her, but every word she said indicated that she didn’t want to kill her, and even wanted to betray the person who wanted to kill her for her sake.
But what was her origin? And who was this “system” who wanted to kill her? They were communicating, but why could she only hear her sword’s voice?
A hint of fear appeared on Guan Luowei’s face, her eyes flickered, and she finally slowly withdrew her gaze.
Ling Chenyan was coaxing the system when she saw Guan Luowei suddenly stop, tear open the space in front of her, grab the sword, and step inside.
[Wow, this is a real expert. I didn’t expect the inside of space-time to be like this] Ling Chenyan exclaimed, showing her lack of experience: [As expected of my woman, beautiful and strong, much better than that scumbag male lead]
Guan Luowei, who was on her way, almost lost control of the space when she suddenly heard Ling Chenyan’s “my woman.”
At the same time, the system was scolding Ling Chenyan for being shameless. Ling Chenyan said with a smile: [My master, rounding up, is my person, Guan Luowei is a woman, rounding up again, she’s my woman]
System: […]
Guan Luowei: “…”
Guan Luowei sped up her journey and finally stopped in the forest outside the city. Ling Chenyan stood beside her, looking at the towering and majestic gate of the city, and sighed in her heart, not as domineering as the Demon Clan’s gate.
This city was called Lingyun City, the most prosperous city at the foot of the Lingxiao Immortal Sect. If the Lingxiao Immortal Sect really had any plans against the Demon Clan, there would be some rumors in the city.
Guan Luowei put on her veil, held her sword, and went straight to the teahouse. After ordering a pot of tea, she sat quietly in the hall, pretending to look at the scenery downstairs, but actually listening to the conversations around her.
“Brother Yang, your wife didn’t make a fuss when you didn’t come home last night?”
“Nonsense, didn’t you see I have a swollen eye today?”
“Brother Li, I heard you have your eye on a little nun from the Buddhist sect? How’s the chase going?”
“Chase what? Look at my face, my eyes, they were all beaten by Master Guixu.”
“How can a monk hit people? But considering it’s Master Guixu, that’s understandable.”
“…”
Ling Chenyan floated out of the sword, taking advantage of the fact that she was a soul and no one could see her, and floated around the teahouse, eavesdropping on various secrets and gossip. Guan Luowei listened for a long time without hearing any news she wanted. Just as she was about to change places, she suddenly heard someone say: “Brother Wang, let me tell you a secret about the Lingxiao Immortal Sect…”
Guan Luowei suppressed the urge to stand up and held her breath to listen, but she didn’t hear anything. It seemed that the two had opened a barrier. Guan Luowei secretly thought it was a pity. The next second, the girl’s voice sounded in her ear: [Tsk, I thought the Lingxiao Immortal Sect had some big secret. It turns out that the disciple guarding the Xuanjing Cave is having an affair with his master]
Guan Luowei: “..…”
She glanced at the sword beside her without showing any expression and then looked away. A burst of noise came from the door, and Guan Luowei looked up at the door.
Five people came in, all wearing the disciple uniforms of the Lingxiao Immortal Sect. As soon as they entered, a waiter greeted them eagerly. Facing the envious or admiring gazes from all directions, one of them felt a little smug. He sat down and sighed, “Not good today. We only caught two Demon Clan people after so long, and one of them escaped.”
Although he was sighing, his voice was not low, as if he was afraid that the people in the teahouse wouldn’t hear about his feat today.
The female disciple beside him placed her sword on the table with a “da” sound and frowned, “There are so many people, keep your voice down.”
“What are you afraid of?” the man who spoke earlier said indifferently, “Even if there are Demon Clan people here, we’ll just catch them all. Even if that Demon Clan princess is here, we’ll catch her!”
The surrounding people’s eyes immediately became admiring. They gathered in twos and threes, praising the Lingxiao Immortal Sect disciples. Wu Nao became even more proud and stood up straight, saying: “It’s not that I’m bragging, that Demon Clan princess is nothing great. Master Chenxu just made a mistake. When we meet next time, we’ll definitely beat her so badly that she’ll go home crying for her mommy!”
As soon as these words came out, many people laughed. Wu Nao was extremely proud and talked eloquently with everyone, completely unaware of the cold and murderous eyes under the veil in the corner.
In Guan Luowei’s previous and present lives, if there was a taboo, it would definitely be her father and mother. The former was out of hatred, and the latter was out of guilt.
She stared coldly at the man, already thinking about how he would die.
Wu Nao was talking when he suddenly felt a chill down his back. Before he could react, he felt a coldness below him. At the same time, the surrounding people burst into laughter.
Wu Nao looked down and his face turned black and red. His robe had been cut open from the leg, and the fabric fell away, revealing his thin and hard-to-look-at lower body.
“Don’t look, don’t look!” Wu Nao shouted in anger, trying to cover his lower body with the cloth on the ground.
But the people around him didn’t do what he wanted. Some even took out memory stones and started recording.
Wu Nao lost all face, but he didn’t know who had done it. He had to quickly cover the exposed parts and flee in panic.
The remaining four people in the teahouse immediately slammed the table in anger and scanned the teahouse for suspicious people with their spiritual sense, but they found nothing and had to sit down dejectedly, much more low-key.
••••
Guan Luowei, seeing the man make a fool of himself, moved her gaze slightly and looked down at the silver sword lying quietly beside her hand. Just now, she clearly saw a flash of silver light, and then the man’s pants fell off.
As if sensing Guan Luowei’s gaze, the silver sword shook twice on the table and then rubbed her sleeve affectionately, as if asking for praise.
Guan Luowei was slightly stunned, lowered her head to hide the complex emotions that flashed in her eyes, and just as her red lips parted to say something, she heard the girl’s triumphant inner monologue: [Heh, woman, you can’t resist this, can you?]
Guan Luowei: “…” A little touched, but not much.
Before long, the man who had run out earlier returned. His face was extremely ugly, but he had restrained himself a lot. After resting with the other four for a while, the five of them left the teahouse together.
Guan Luowei paid the bill and followed them, flying towards the forest outside the city.
Wu Nao was still muttering something. The female disciple in the team, unable to bear his words, was about to turn back and tell him to shut up when she saw her companion’s flying head and the sprayed bl00d. The head still had a look of horror.
A moment later, Guan Luowei looked at the only extremely frightened female disciple in the team and sealed her spiritual power, saying, “Answer a few questions for me, and I’ll spare your life.”
The woman trembled in fear. The bloody corpses of her companions reminded her that the person in front of her was not someone to be trifled with.
Guan Luowei glanced at her and said, “What orders did the Lingxiao Immortal Sect give regarding the Demon Clan?”
The woman trembled and said, “They told… told us to split into small teams to capture Demon Clan disciples alive.”
“How do you know the location of the Demon Clan disciples?”
“It’s… it’s provided by the sect. We… we just go to the designated locations to capture people.”
“Where are the captured people held in the Lingxiao Immortal Sect?”
“I don’t know, I don’t know. After they are captured, they are all… handed over to Elder Chenxu. We don’t know anything else.”
Having obtained the answers she wanted, Guan Luowei’s eyes gradually turned cold. This matter was indeed done by the Lingxiao Immortal Sect behind the scenes. But how did the Lingxiao Immortal Sect know the training locations of her Demon Clan disciples?
Was it a special secret technique, or was there a traitor in the Demon Clan?
Author’s Note:
Ling Chenyan: Little one, you can’t resist this, can you?
Guan Luowei: [Smiling.jpg]