1095 - I Became a Villainess and Was Pestered by Beautiful Girls

**Chapter 1095: Missing the Wife** With the benevolent help of select mystical artifacts, Xue Senior and her companions finally managed to escape the artifact's domain and, after overcoming numerous perils, returned to the Continent of the Void. Setting foot on solid ground once more, the group was overwhelmingly moved, eyes brimming with tears. "Never again will I delve into the deep spaces!" Xiao Zhou exclaimed. They had been perilously close to not making it out—there was indeed a reason those spaces were forbidden to most people! On the return journey, Xue Senior recounted the events surrounding Chiqing Suo to Xiao Zhou. "And then what? You decided not to stick to the rules for the sake of a beautiful woman, opting to risk it all with me rather than trade hostages? Do you remember what you promised before parting?" Xiao Zhou crossed her arms, pouting. "Sorry," the subject of criticism looked embarrassed. "We didn’t wish for this, but there was no other option..." "Don’t worry about it," Xue Senior waved a dismissive hand. "She acts tough, but I appreciate you all risking the artifact space to save others with me." Regardless of the process, as long as the outcome was good, it was sufficient. However, the implications of this event were not so easily dismissed. After this battle, they were likely to be wanted by the laws of the Void, completely becoming rebels against fate. In the future, if they stepped into a puddle or got splashed by passing vehicles or faced rain without an umbrella—there’d be no blaming it on anyone else. Fortunately, the influence of the heavens here was lesser compared to that in Nine Provinces. Even for those of high strength, they might not encounter such experiences in a lifetime. "What’s your plan?" Yao, relieved, asked. "If there's anything I can do, just give the word." She was well aware that under different circumstances, others might have captured Chiqing Suo for an exchange. The silver-haired enchantress before her was a unique existence. "Speaking of help," Xue Senior contemplated while resting her chin in her hand, "now that Xiao Zhou has fully transformed into an artifact, we can focus on finding the Demon Blade... have you ever heard of a place called the 'Cursed Land'?" "The Cursed Land?" Yao frowned thoughtfully. Before leaving the Xue Family, the silver-haired witch had inquired, but none of the clan leaders had heard of the Cursed Land. If even the most knowledgeable leaders of the Void knew nothing about such a place, could it truly exist here? Xue Senior explained the possible nature of the Cursed Land to them. "I’ve never heard of such a location," Chiqing Suo pondered for a while before speaking, "but there is a place that seemed related to your description. I heard some other artifacts mention it; north of the continent, there's a barren land filled with an extreme chaotic and powerful energy, unreachable by anyone..." An area even artifacts couldn't approach? It seemed plausible that no human forces had discovered it. "The spatial structure there undergoes complex changes; the absolute location isn’t fixed and drifts around. Finding it could be quite challenging." Even in the face of such challenges, enough manpower would eventually lead to discovery. Xue Senior declined the kindly offer of help from Yao and Chiqing Suo—they were all fugitives now, best kept away from major affairs. As for herself, she had already crossed paths with every powerful entity possible; what was there left to fear? Taking Xiao Zhou, the newly perfected artifact, the silver-haired enchantress returned to her clan. While she had been away, the search for the Cursed Land never ceased, and with the newly obtained clues, all she could do now was patiently wait. It was winter in the Continent of the Void, and even in the Xue clan's southern territories, heavy snow had begun to fall. The snow blanketed the land, seemingly capable of covering all past bloodshed, leaving nothing but a pure silver landscape. The silver-haired enchantress stepped outside, catching the drifting snowflakes in her hand. "Missing the wife?" Xiao Zhou asked from behind her. "Yes," Xue Senior replied softly, "I'm wondering what they're thinking about now." "Can't you just speak straight for once?" After revealing her identity, she hadn’t even spoken a word to the others. The Senior Sister of Xuanling Sect, with whom she had closely bonded, turned out to have an entirely different identity. What would they think? Would they blame her for keeping secrets? Or suspect her of having more roles to play? Could she return to them? Would this crisis pass as smoothly as others before? Could she defy her fate as a villain and ultimately achieve the ending she desired? "They are the Seven Stars, the saviors—they don’t require your worry," Xiao Zhou reassured. "Everyone around you has gathered because they believe in you. What does identity matter? You are still who you are, and that is enough." "I am still me..." The silver-haired enchantress wrapped her clothes tighter around herself. "I must bring about a good ending for everyone." Contrary to their fortune, after many efforts, the clan members finally discovered the place Chiqing Suo had mentioned. Xue Senior and Xiao Zhou immediately set off for the northern continent. The weather here was even colder, enough to make even experts with high bloodline shiver slightly. "We detected chaotic and powerful energy fluctuations ahead. Our initial estimate suggests that it’s unsafe for even a level seven expert to enter," reported the clan elder. "The spatial structure inside is incredibly bizarre; none of our probes returned with information. Your guidance, Ancestor?" "It has to be the right place," Xue Senior asserted with a deep voice. "I have a feeling this is the spot I’ve been seeking." Anticipation, anxiety, unease—all these emotions surged, and the silver-haired enchantress took a deep breath, attempting to suppress them. **[There is still time.]** **[You can enjoy this peace for a little while longer.]** **[Once we set foot here, we face destiny directly.]** "Xue Sister," Tian Er, bundled in winter clothes, ran over and grasped her arm. "Can I come with you? I’m already a level six pinnacle expert; I won’t hold you back." "Tian Er..." Xing Er called out to her sister, her face etched with deep worry, unable to voice the refusal... as she too wished to join. The silver-haired enchantress gently patted the young girl’s head and smiled tenderly. "You are all precious to me, so this is something I must do alone." Is there really time? But this false peace was not what she desired. Since fate has arrived, she would meet it head-on. Xue Senior, accompanied by her artifact spirit, disappeared into the winds and snow. "Sister..." Tian Er buried herself in her sister's embrace, biting her lip, holding back the worried tears. "Don’t worry," Xing Er, much like Xue Senior, patted her sister’s head, whispering, "She will come back... she definitely will."