Chapter 73 - Transmigrated as a Fake Daughter in Cultivation Novel

Chapter 73 Song Wei Zhi sighed, "Do you hate me this much? Even if you want to seek revenge on me, there's no need to make yourself look like this. Have you ever thought about your mother and brother? How would they feel if they saw you like this?" Weakly, Zhou Qing Xue shook her head, "I didn't want to seek revenge. You are right, my father brought this upon himself. But he is still my father. After leaving, I planned to go to other places and help those in need, to alleviate some of my father's sins. But I met Qi Ying Zhe before I even left Jimo City." Tears rolled down Zhou Qing Xue's cheeks, as she fell into memories: After leaving the Cold Mountain Sword Sect that day, she felt lost. When she thought about her mother's hatred for her father and how he treated Song Wei Zhi and Song Zhi Xia, she felt a sharp pain in her heart. For a moment, she felt like she had nowhere to go. Just as she was about to leave Jimo City, she ran into Qi Ying Zhe. Qi Ying Zhe was the most relied upon disciple of Zhou Yeran during his lifetime and held high prestige in the Cold Mountain Sword Sect. Zhou Qing Xue always regarded him as an elder brother. "Where are you going, Junior Sister Zhou?" Qi Ying Zhe asked, his expression as calm as ever. Zhou Qing Xue uttered a bitter smile, "The world is vast, and I have nowhere to go. I don't know where I should go." "Junior Sister Zhou, I have something to tell you. This is not the right place for a conversation. Let's find somewhere else to talk." Zhou Qing Xue nodded and followed Qi Ying Zhe to a private room in a restaurant. After thinking for a moment, Qi Ying Zhe said, "Junior Sister Zhou, our master's revenge has not yet been avenged, and you want to leave?" Zhou Qing Xue shook her head, "Even my mother hates my father. Besides, it is true that my father was at fault first. What he did to Song Wei Zhi and Song Zhi Xia is also true. I don't want to seek revenge anymore, nor can I face them. Brother Qi, you will have to take care of the matters in the Cold Mountain Sword Sect in the future. I will leave first." "In that case, Junior Sister can't blame me. I did this to help Junior Sister seek revenge," Qi Ying Zhe's voice sounded behind Zhou Qing Xue, who didn't even suspect her elder brother, so she fainted as soon as Qi Ying Zhe used his spiritual power. When she woke up again, she found herself in a hazy, dark hall, the residence of Lu Ming, the master of the Yin Soul Sect. Her admired elder brother was standing beside the man sitting in the hall, dressed in black robes. Zhou Qing Xue was momentarily unable to comprehend what had happened. "Brother Qi? Where are we? Why did you tie me up here?" Lu Ming calmly took a sip of tea and said to Qi Ying Zhe, "Thank you for your hard work. After lurking in the Cold Mountain Sword Sect for so many years, there's no need to continue." Then Lu Ming glanced at Zhou Qing Xue and said, "This is the Yin Soul Sect. Your senior Brother Qi is the guardian of the Yin Soul Sect and the one I inserted as a spy in the Cold Mountain Sword Sect." Zhou Qing Xue shrank back on the ground, unable to believe the extraordinary events that had occurred recently. Her dear Brother Qi, the seat of honor and respect, was placed in the Yin Soul Sect. How could it be? "No, Brother, it's not like that. My father has always been good to you. Why? Why betray us?" Tears streamed down Zhou Qing Xue's face, and she couldn't even remember how many times she had cried in recent days. "Unfortunately, I have to disappoint you, Junior Sister. I am indeed from the Yin Soul Sect. The reason I went to the Cold Mountain Sword Sect was solely to find the fragment of the Xuan Niao's soul in the Sword Tomb of the Cold Mountain. But your father was too suspicious and refused to take me to the tomb. Moreover, the fragment of the soul from the martial arts competition fell into the hands of Song Wei Zhi. It had no meaning for me to stay in the Cold Mountain Sword Sect. Oh, I forgot to tell you, I also ordered the previous group of assassins targeting Song Zhi Xia, but unfortunately, those useless fools weren't of any use," Qi Ying Zhe explained in an exceptionally calm tone, no different from his usual way of speaking. "You scoundrel, what do you want by capturing me?" Zhou Qing Xue glared at Qi Ying Zhe, her eyes red with anger. "What do I want? Of course, I'm helping Junior Sister seek revenge. How could you, with your insignificant cultivation, kill Song Wei Zhi? I merely helped you improve your cultivation so you could get revenge on Song Wei Zhi. After all, Zhou Yeran also acted as my nominal master. I couldn't just watch him die like that," Qi Ying Zhe answered with his usual tone. "Would your brother and mother have time for you? I think you should give up hope," Qi Ying Zhe retorted. Lu Ming's brow creased slightly, and he spoke softly, "Go ahead, use her as the host. I want to see whether Song Wei Zhi will take action against her." Qi Ying Zhe nodded in agreement. He turned and took out the host of the soul insect from a palm-sized ink-colored box, which, when initially small, he controlled with his spiritual power to enter Zhou Qing Xue's ear immediately. Suddenly, Zhou Qing Xue felt a stinging pain throughout her body. It seemed as if the insect was devouring her brain and flesh, and no matter how much she screamed, it did not stop. After a while, the substance in her head had been eaten to the point where the stinging pain was indescribable. The mother insect seemed to have had its fill, and its form grew enormous as it began to produce eggs in Zhou Qing Xue's head. "No, don't. Qi Ying Zhe, you're killing me!" Zhou Qing Xue screamed with intense pain. In his usual voice, Qi Ying Zhe replied, "Endure it for a while, you will soon become a gu person. At that time, you won't even be able to die if you wanted to." "No, I don't want to become a monster," Zhou Qing Xue screamed before losing consciousness. A few hours later, Zhou Qing Xue's body had been invaded by the soul insect. There was a soul insect in every part of her body, and she had lost all consciousness, entirely at the command of Lu Ming, who held a short whistle. After snapping out of her reverie, Zhou Qing Xue pleaded, "Please help me. I am now an unkillable monster. Song Wei Zhi, your sword can make people vanish. Please, put me out of my misery." Song Wei Zhi summoned the system in her mind to look for a way to save Zhou Qing Xue. "Hello, host. According to the system's analysis, Zhou Qing Xue's body has been taken over by the soul insect and is not suitable for normal human use. The best solution now is to extract her intact three souls and seven spirits, place them in the system's jade pendant for nurturing, and when a suitable container for Zhou Qing Xue's body is found, use it to restore her body. However, this will require deducting all remaining points from the host," the mechanical voice of the system rang out. Song Wei Zhi relaxed. As long as points could solve the problem, it would be fine. She immediately used her remaining points to exchange for the jade pendant. Taking the jade pendant in her hand, Song Wei Zhi said to Zhou Qing Xue, "At least I won't let you vanish completely. However, your current body can't be saved. Let me take out your three souls and seven spirits. I will find a suitable vessel for you in the future." "Thank you, Master," Wei Zhao said tearfully. She felt more despondent seeing Zhou Qing Xue injured than if it were herself. With a slight smile, Song Wei Zhi said, "Qing Xue, I'm helping you for the sake of Wei Zhao." As she finished speaking, she lifted the jade pendant. The system swiftly absorbed Zhou Qing Xue's three souls and seven spirits, then stored them in the jade pendant in Song Wei Zhi's hand. "Qing Xue, I can only destroy your physical body," Song Wei Zhi stated to the jade pendant in her hand. "Okay, I'm no longer me. It's filled with bugs," Zhou Qing Xue's voice transmitted from the jade pendant. After receiving Zhou Qing Xue's response, Song Wei Zhi placed the jade pendant in Wei Zhao's hand and instructed her, "Be careful and safeguard it. Your fellow Daoist is inside." As she spoke, Wei Zhao's unchanging face appeared to blush subtly. Zhou Qing Xue's voice came from the jade pendant, "What? I'm not her Daoist! Song Wei Zhi, don't talk nonsense!" Listening to the voice from the jade pendant, Wei Zhao was relieved that her master had found a way to save Qing Xue, otherwise she wouldn't know what to do. In the meantime, Song Wei Zhi threw the magic sword at Zhou Qing Xue's physical body. Reluctant to consume the soul insects, the magic sword grumbled for a while, but did not dare to offend Song Wei Zhi, and begrudgingly shattered Zhou Qing Xue's body, consuming numerous soul insects inside Zhou Qing Xue's body and grumbling incessantly. With Zhou Qing Xue's guidance, Song Wei Zhi and her companions quickly found the main headquarters of the Yin Soul Sect, built next to a cliff overlooking a bottomless abyss. The Yin Soul Sect building resembled a secluded residence rather than a demonic palace. However, the eerie aura inside was undeniable. A faint smile formed on Song Wei Zhi's lips as she waved the magic sword in her hand and said, "Now, I'll give you a change of taste so you won't find the bugs distasteful." With a slash, Song Wei Zhi engaged the enemies. Wei Zhao wielded her long whip like a serpent, and in a matter of moments, over a dozen demonic practitioners had already fallen under her lash. Because Zhou Qing Xue had suffered greatly here, Wei Zhao's demonic practitioners killed exceptionally more. Song Zhi Xia directly attacked with her fire-based spiritual power. The demonic practitioners she struck exploded one after another. For a moment, the three of them hacked their way out of the Yin Soul Sect, surging straight into the grand hall of the Yin Soul Sect. Lu Ming, who had long since abandoned his usual calm demeanor over his tea, stared straight at the three not far away. "Impossible, how could you? Song Wei Zhi, did you kill Zhou Qing Xue?" Lu Ming stood up, somewhat agitated. Unperturbed, Song Wei Zhi nodded. "Yes, not a bit left." Lu Ming's gaze shifted to Wei Zhao. With Qi Ying Zhe acting as an internal agent in the Cold Mountain Sword Sect, he was very clear about their relationship. "Wei Zhao, you truly have no backbone. Your beloved was killed by your master, yet you still stand by her side?" he accused. In a cold voice, Wei Zhao retorted, "You are a reminder. After you and Qi Ying Zhe have harmed her, I must annihilate you both." "You understand. Your beloved was killed by Song Wei Zhi. If you want to kill someone, it should be her—" "Shut up! You harmed me and now you want to harm them?" Zhou Qing Xue's voice resounded from the jade pendant. "Humph, no more room for excuses now," retorted Song Wei Zhi, coldly. A huge ice and fire mixed sphere was already hurtling towards Lu Ming. Although Lu Ming countered with his spiritual power, he was forced to cough up blood by the force of Song Wei Zhi's palm. Not allowing him a chance to recover, Song Wei Zhi struck several more times. Lu Ming was knocked against the wall behind him, before sliding to the ground. In a cold voice, Song Wei Zhi stated, "If it's not yours, you shouldn't hold onto it. I'll just take it myself." Before he could react, Song Wei Zhi lifted him with one hand. With a twist, she broke Lu Ming's neck and then extracted the fragment of the soul from his spiritual body. Meanwhile, Wei Zhao, three major realms higher in cultivation than Qi Ying Zhe, had beaten him until he was bloody with her whip. There was no sign of his former composed demeanor. Bearing in mind the suffering Zhou Qing Xue had endured, her eyes were bloodshot, and she continued to lash out viciously, the ferocity only abating once Qi Ying Zhe had turned into a pile of debris. Author's notes: Thank you to the little angels who voted for the King's ticket or irrigated nutrient solutions for me between 2021-06-20 20:55:59 ~ 2021-06-22 20:33:10~ Thanks to the little angels who irrigated the nutrient solution: 47673361 27 bottles; mik_hcjf 15 bottles; 49431136 5 bottles; 布偶猫猫、溟 1 bottle