Transmigrating as a Crazy Villainess, She Becomes Invincible by Slacking Off - Chapter 38

With a single strike, Ruan Dongling cleaved the Demonic Cultivator in two, from forehead to chest.

Even she couldn’t believe she had actually killed a Demonic Cultivator!

As the body collapsed limply, bl00d gushing like a geyser, she froze in shock.

Though she now resided in the Cultivation World, her soul remained firmly rooted in the modern era.

Aside from television, when had she ever witnessed such a brutal, bloody scene?

“Ugh~” Ruan Dongling immediately vomited.

This was too terrifying!

She had killed someone—she had actually killed someone!

Waaah~

Though she had been a streetwise delinquent in her past life, her brawls with petty thugs were nothing compared to this carnage.

But in this world, corpses were as commonplace as dead chickens, utterly unremarkable.

After steeling her resolve, the overwhelming nausea gradually subsided.

Ruan Dongling finally crept cautiously toward the Demonic Cultivator’s corpse.

Using her sword, she prodded the man’s robes and retrieved his Storage Pouch.

Now that the Demonic Cultivator was dead, the seal on his Storage Pouch had dissipated.

Ruan Dongling easily opened the pouch and retrieved the Demon Sealing Stone.

The Demonic Cultivator’s Storage Pouch contained quite a few items. Besides some commonly used Medicinal Pills, there were also Spirit Stones.

Ruan Dongling didn’t bother examining the rest. After tossing the pouch into her own Storage Pouch, she prepared to leave.

But just then, she realized she was surrounded.

“Dustless Sect disciples?”

Seeing the robes worn by the newcomers, Ruan Dongling blurted out the question involuntarily.

As three Dustless Sect disciples closed in around her, Ruan Dongling’s wariness sharpened.

“Junior Sister, you’ve truly outdone yourself! It hasn’t been long since we last saw you, yet you’ve already managed to slay a Demonic Cultivator!”

Hearing this voice, Ruan Dongling’s lips curled into a sneer. It’s like bad luck opened the door for even worse luck—this is the absolute worst!

The moment she saw the graceful figure emerge from the forest, Ruan Dongling felt as if misfortune had latched onto her like a leech.

It was Yun Yan’er!

She still maintained her delicate, frail demeanor, her words sounding genuinely complimentary.

“Junior Sister, this Demonic Cultivator has committed countless atrocities. By eliminating him today, you’ve truly done a great service!”

“Junior Sister, are you alright? Were you injured?”

As Yun Yan’er spoke, she hurried to Ruan Dongling’s side, her face etched with such urgency that Ruan Dongling grimaced in discomfort.

“Yun Yan’er, can’t you just act like a normal person for once? You’re even more of a Sixth Brother than I am!”

“Just spit it out—what do you really want?”

Yun Yan’er’s expression froze, but she didn’t answer directly. Instead, she stammered, “Junior Sister, you may not know this, but my Junior Brothers and I have been chasing this Demonic Cultivator for ten days now…”

“He stole a precious artifact from the Sect, and we were assigned a sect mission to kill him and retrieve the artifact…”

“But now that you’ve slain him, Junior Sister, it’ll be difficult for us to report back. If we can’t recover the Sect’s artifact, our mission will be a complete failure…”

Oh-ho! So she wants the Storage Pouch after all?

It seemed Yun Yan’er and her lackeys had witnessed her taking the Storage Pouch.

They had probably been hiding nearby, watching her fight the Demonic Cultivator, without even considering helping.

Now that the Demonic Cultivator was dead, they wanted to swoop in and steal the spoils?

How delusional can they be?

Ruan Dongling feigned ignorance. “What does this have to do with me? If anything, I helped you kill the Demonic Cultivator. Shouldn’t you be paying me a reward?”

“Nothing extravagant—just a hundred high-grade spirit stones will do!”

Grinning mischievously, Ruan Dongling stepped forward and extended her palm toward Yun Yan’er.

“Traitor! You have the nerve to demand a reward?”

“Don’t play dumb! We saw you take the Storage Pouch. Are you really trying to deny it now?”

“Exactly! You defected from the Sect. The Sect has already issued an arrest warrant for you. If you resist, you’ll be executed on the spot!”

“Hand over the Storage Pouch, and we’ll pretend we never saw you—for Senior Sister Yan’er’s sake!”

The other three Dustless Sect disciples chimed in, each sentence dripping with righteous indignation.

Yun Yan’er wore a troubled expression. “Junior Sister, look at this… We can’t disobey the sect’s orders. Hand over the Storage Pouch, and we’ll pretend we never saw you today…”

“What do you say?”

Ruan Dongling wiped the Crimson Cloud Sword in her hand. “What do I say? If you want the Storage Pouch, you’ll get nothing!”

“I killed that Demonic Cultivator myself. You hid aside without helping, and now you want my spoils of war? What, do you think I’m some kind of idiot sucker?”

“Traitor! Don’t refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!”

The three Dustless Sect disciples drew their swords, aiming them at Ruan Dongling.

Yun Yan’er wrung her fingers, hesitating twice before finally speaking. “Junior Sister, just hand over the Storage Pouch. Don’t ruin our friendship.”

“Pah! What friendship? You disgust me!”

“Do you want to fight one-on-one, or all at once?”

“Heh, two at Qi Refining Completion and one at mid-Foundation Establishment? Might as well come at me together!”

With that, Ruan Dongling charged toward the Foundation Establishment disciple.

The Dustless Sect’s strength paled in comparison to the Heaven Origin Sect.

One need only look at the Sect Leader’s Personal Disciple’s cultivation to understand.

When Ruan Dongling left the sect, even Qi Sichen hadn’t yet reached the Golden Core stage.

If not for the old woman Liyang, a Spirit Transformation powerhouse propping up the entire Dustless Sect,

the Dustless Sect would have long been renamed the Dustless Gate. How could it still rank alongside the Heaven Origin Sect and Zen Sect as one of the Three Great Sects?

The Dustless Sect’s disciples were also weak; even Foundation Establishment cultivators were considered experts!

This Foundation Establishment Disciple was likely assigned to protect Yun Yan’er.

As the Child of the World, Yun Yan’er naturally possessed extraordinary encounters and abundant opportunities. Though her Spirit Root fusion had been problematic before, it now seemed to be completely resolved.

If Ruan Dongling had lacked confidence before, her victory over the Demonic Cultivator had given her a true understanding of her own strength.

The tallest dwarf will never measure up to the shortest giant.

Looking at her current Senior Brothers and Sisters, and then at the Dustless Sect, the difference between the two sects was like heaven and earth.

She refused to believe that a mid-Foundation Establishment Disciple could be stronger than that Demonic Cultivator.

The mid-Foundation Establishment Disciple was taken aback by Ruan Dongling’s composure. Despite facing four opponents, she showed no fear.

Not only did she remain calm, but she also seized the initiative, launching an attack directly at him, the strongest among them.

The disciple’s mind seemed to have been kicked by a donkey. He still clung to the outdated image of Ruan Dongling as the Dustless Sect’s pushover—a pitiful creature who treated everyone with obsequious politeness.

These ingrained impressions blinded him to her recent slaying of the Demonic Cultivator.

He remembered only her vomiting after the kill and her taking the Storage Pouch for herself.

Now, facing Ruan Dongling’s sudden assault, he was caught off guard and overwhelmed by her aura. He involuntarily stumbled backward a step.