Transmigrated into the Early-Deceased Alpha Fiancée of the Female Lead (GL) - Chapter 7

By the time they reached Tianzhong Mountain, Han Xuejin slowly guided her sword down to the forested terrain.

The landscape was complex and the vegetation lush.

With Sui Sheng leading the way, using her natural sensitivity, it was easy to locate Dragonbone Grass.

But Zhu Changxuan felt a far more pressing concern at the moment.

She was hungry.

Fortunately, she still had the original host’s memories.

She reached for a delicate embroidered pouch tied to her waist. Although it looked small on the outside, the storage space inside was around five cubic meters.

Following the memories, she pulled out a white jade bottle. Inside were Fasting Pills.

In the cultivation world, cultivators reached the point of fasting after building their foundation. Since she was still in the Qi Refining stage, she needed to rely on these pills to stave off hunger.

She poured one into her hand. The pill was about the size of a golden bean and had a slightly sweet, citrusy flavor.

The effect was immediate. Her hunger disappeared in seconds.

Sui Sheng’s keen senses picked up the sweet scent in the air. She immediately turned back, flapping her wings and calling out excitedly.

“I want some too! I want to eat that too!”

Han Xuejin said nothing.

Zhu Changxuan chuckled, then poured a small handful into her palm and fed them to Sui Sheng.

Sui Sheng happily pecked at the pills, munching away enthusiastically.

“Delicious! So tasty!”

Zhu Changxuan gently stroked Sui Sheng’s feathers, and Han Xuejin had no choice but to stop walking. She glanced over with rare softness in her eyes.

Maybe she really hadn’t spent enough time around Zhu Changxuan before.

Maybe… she wanted to know more.

But the moment Han Xuejin noticed that thought, she quickly dismissed it.

This was only her duty as a fiancée. Nothing more.

After Sui Sheng had eaten her fill, she resumed leading the way.

When they reached a canyon, Sui Sheng suddenly cried out in excitement.

“I found it! I can sense the Dragonbone Grass down there!”

A thick mist shrouded the bottom of the canyon, so deep it was impossible to see the ground.

Han Xuejin nodded and turned to Zhu Changxuan.

“Wait here. I’ll go down with Sui Sheng.”

Zhu Changxuan nodded reluctantly. Han Xuejin then set up a protective barrier around her and handed her a communication shell that could reach her within a one-li radius.

After descending with Sui Sheng, they quickly located the Dragonbone Grass, and along the way gathered other medicinal herbs as well.

Because Sui Sheng had an odd fondness for bugs, she even convinced Han Xuejin to collect several insect species useful for alchemy.

Back above, Zhu Changxuan sat down, exhausted.

What should she do now? Continue following Han Xuejin?

She was not only an alpha now, but also had the awkward status of fiancée. What if Han Xuejin minded?

The book never really said whether Han Xuejin had any feelings for the original host. It had never described her being in love with anyone either.

Mostly, it had been because of her birthmark. People had judged her before they ever got to know her.

But Zhu Changxuan thought Han Xuejin was actually very kind.

She didn’t want to return to Tianzhang Sect. The people there disgusted her, and the original host’s parents would probably come looking for her too.

She stared at the edge of the canyon, unease growing in her chest. Places like this were always dangerous in stories.

Han Xuejin had done so much for her already. Was it only because she had helped once back at the sect? Or did Han Xuejin feel something for the original host?

Either way, why should someone this good be treated so poorly?

Zhu Changxuan wanted to help her, but her strength was too limited.

Just as she was about to spiral into self-doubt, Han Xuejin and Sui Sheng returned.

Seeing her again instantly put Zhu Changxuan at ease. Whatever happened next, they would figure it out.

She smiled gently at Han Xuejin.

Han Xuejin turned away and said with a cool tone,

“Let’s start brewing the medicinal soup.”

She sounded indifferent, but the faint pink hue on the tips of her ears betrayed her.

Zhu Changxuan noticed immediately.

She wondered silently. Could Han Xuejin be developing feelings for her?

To be fair, the original host’s status and beauty were outstanding in the cultivation world.

The possibility made her heart sink a little. It left her feeling conflicted.

Han Xuejin began pulling things from her storage pouch, eventually taking out a pot.

She filled it with water and started adding herbs, one by one.

Zhu Changxuan watched silently, her gaze growing distant as she watched Han Xuejin prepare medicine so seriously.

But then—Han Xuejin dropped a few insects into the pot.

Zhu Changxuan’s eyes widened in horror. Her voice trembled.

“Wait… are those bugs? Why are you putting bugs in the soup?”

Han Xuejin looked puzzled.

“Boiling them with the herbs enhances the effects.”

Sui Sheng immediately added,
“Yes, yes! And they taste really good too!”

Zhu Changxuan turned pale.

When the medicine was finally done, Han Xuejin filled a bowl and handed it to her.

Zhu Changxuan took it like she was holding her last will, staring at the green, slimy liquid. Her stomach churned.

But seeing the look of quiet expectation in Han Xuejin’s eyes, she clenched her jaw, closed her eyes, and drank it all in one go.

She quickly covered her mouth, struggling to hold it down, then managed to say weakly,

“I’m done.”

Han Xuejin nodded, took the bowl from her, and ladled out another.

“Drink a second bowl.”

Zhu Changxuan was speechless.

With a pained expression, Zhu Changxuan forced down the second bowl of medicinal soup. Her eyes lost all light, and a trail of green liquid slid from the corner of her mouth.

Watching Zhu Changxuan’s tragic expression, Han Xuejin couldn’t help but ask,
“How about one more bowl?”

Zhu Changxuan shook her head fiercely, eyes filled with rejection.
“No more!”

Han Xuejin nodded calmly.
“Alright, then we’ll have another bowl later.”

Zhu Changxuan stared at her, speechless.
You’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you? You must be!

Meanwhile, Sui Sheng was eyeing the pot longingly, clearly craving the soup.

Suddenly, a black sword shot straight toward Zhu Changxuan.

Han Xuejin reacted instantly, drawing her sword and intercepting the blow.

Two powerful forces clashed. A shockwave burst out, sending both parties flying back.

The black sword returned to the hand of a woman dressed in dark robes, who hovered a short distance away.

Zhu Changxuan tried to keep her face neutral, but her heart raced as she stared at the arrogant woman with a wicked smile and striking features.

The black-robed woman descended slowly on the wind, her voice disdainful.

“Well now, you actually blocked my Black Shark? Not bad.”

Han Xuejin’s expression darkened. She hadn’t expected to run into her here—Si Chou, the Right Guardian under the Demon Lord.

Si Chou was infamous for her cruelty, finding amusement in torturing others and harboring vast ambition.

She had openly challenged Han Xuejin more than once, seeking the Demon Lord’s throne. Compared to those who plotted from the shadows, at least Si Chou was direct.

At this point in time, she was likely at the peak of the Soul Formation stage. Her cultivation had been increasing rapidly. It wouldn’t be long before she stepped into the next realm and became a major contender for the Demon Lord’s seat.

Han Xuejin’s gaze grew serious. With her current strength, dealing with Si Chou would be far from easy.

Si Chou laughed wildly toward the sky, her voice grating. As she descended onto the ground, she suddenly stumbled on a rock underfoot.

Zhu Changxuan, without warning, let out a sharp shriek.

“Ahhh!”

Startled by the sudden scream, Si Chou lost her balance and crashed to the ground with a loud thud.

Han Xuejin, mid-battle stance, froze in place.

Si Chou leapt to her feet, furious, and pointed at Zhu Changxuan.
“Scream all you want. No one’s going to save you!”

Zhu Changxuan replied with trembling lips,
“I wasn’t screaming at you. There was a gross caterpillar by your foot.”

Si Chou’s face twisted in disgust.
“What? You’re an alpha and you’re more delicate than an omega?”

She kicked the caterpillar directly toward Zhu Changxuan.

“!!!”

Just as the squirming bug flew toward her, Sui Sheng dove in and snapped it up in her beak, swallowing it whole.

“Delicious! So tasty!”

Zhu Changxuan turned pale. Watching the green fluid dripping from Sui Sheng’s beak, she suddenly remembered the medicinal soup and began gagging.

“Ughhh…”

Si Chou stared, absolutely livid that she was being so thoroughly ignored. With killing intent radiating from her, she raised the Black Shark Sword. Dark energy swirled around her.

“I am Si Chou, Right Guardian to the Demon Lord. I was only going to chop off one of your limbs today, but now I’ve changed my mind. You can all die!”

Han Xuejin immediately stepped in front of Zhu Changxuan, her Wuji cultivation surging forth.

“You want her? Then come through me first.”

Zhu Changxuan felt her heart tremble as she watched Han Xuejin once again place herself in harm’s way for her. In that moment, she wanted to throw away all pretense and offer herself completely.

Clenching her jaw, she stepped back to avoid interfering with Han Xuejin’s battle.

Never would she have expected to run into this person—one of the most feared and twisted alphas from the novel, the Right Guardian of the Demon Lord, Si Chou.

She still didn’t understand how this monster eventually got killed by a young omega girl from a small sect, someone who wasn’t even at the Core Formation stage. Maybe it was plot armor. That omega had been one of the few who had ever defended Han Xuejin in public.

But right now, none of that mattered. What were they going to do?

This terrifying opponent had appeared far earlier than in the book. Could this be a butterfly effect caused by her presence?

Zhu Changxuan clenched her fists, once again overwhelmed by how powerless she was.

The black miasma around Si Chou grew thicker.

“Hahaha! So, little omega, you like that alpha so much?” She sneered.

Then she turned to Han Xuejin with a look of disdain.
“And you. Have you looked in the mirror? Do you really think she could love you for real?”

She shook her head, disgusted.
“What am I even wasting words for? You’re already dead.”

She summoned a massive force of dark energy and lunged toward Han Xuejin.