Chapter 1

“Bang!”

The sharp whistle of the bone whip piercing the air was like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue, suddenly piercing his eardrums. Lin Yibai opened his eyes abruptly, but before he could focus his vision, the fishy, ​​hot liquid splashed into his eyes.

The muffled sound of the whip tearing flesh exploded in the closed dungeon with blood foam. The strong smell of rust made her stunned for a moment. In a trance, she couldn't tell whether this fishy and sweet smell was real or an illusion.

She blinked blankly, the blood-red in her vision slowly fading, revealing the scene before her. With just one glance, her breathing suddenly stopped—

A young man covered in blood was hung on the rack in the shape of a "big" by thick, cold iron chains. His naked skin was as pale as paper, and was covered with crisscrossing whip marks, new and old overlapping, and there was hardly an inch of intact flesh to be found.

The latest wound ran diagonally from the left shoulder blade to the right side of the waist and abdomen. The skin and flesh were rolled outward hideously, and gurgling blood flowed down along the tight muscles, gathering into a dark red, sticky swamp at his feet.

He lowered his head silently, his messy, wet black hair covering his face. Only the extremely faint rise and fall of his chest proved that there was still a trace of life in this broken body.

Lin Yibai was just an ordinary female college student. How could she have ever seen such a bloody scene? Her face turned pale and she felt like screaming, but at that moment, a flattering voice came from behind her.

"Young Sect Master, we still need nine more whips to fully open the tendons and veins of this medicine man, allowing the insect mother to implant successfully."

She didn't expect there was someone behind her, and turned around in shock, only to see a round-faced maid standing quietly in the shadow behind her, holding a white jade bowl in her hands.

The glowing liquid in the bowl flickered in the dim light, like the breathing of a living thing.

She subconsciously took a step back, her eyes full of vigilance and fear - she was clearly lying on her bed in the dormitory reading a novel just now, so how did she find herself in this gloomy and terrifying place when she opened her eyes?

Was it a dream? Thinking of this, she steeled herself and raised her hand to pinch her fingertips fiercely. However, she was grimacing from the pinching, and there was no sign of "waking up"; instead, the bloody smell lingering in her nose became even more condensed at this moment!

Thinking that it was all real blood, she finally couldn't help but lean over and retch.

"Young Sect Master, are you tired?" The maid stepped forward and rubbed her back. "It's okay. It's not too late to continue after the medicine man has absorbed the power of the medicine. Our sect's 'Ten Thousand Insects Attracting'—"

"Myriad Insect Attractor?" Lin Yibai's expression froze as he heard the sound. His brain froze for a moment. After realizing what was happening, he quickly grabbed the maid's hand and muttered, "You said this is the Myriad Insect Attractor? Could it be... this is the 'Bo Deng Sect'?"

The maid felt pain and looked at her with a puzzled look in her eyes: "That's right, Young Sect Master..."

Lin Yibai let go of the maid's hand with a look of astonishment, and then his legs went weak and he slid uncontrollably down the rock wall behind him.

"Medicine Man, Myriad Insect Attractor, Bodeng Sect, and the 'Young Sect Master'..."

No wonder she felt the scene before her was familiar from the moment she opened her eyes, as if she had seen it somewhere before. Now, after hearing what the maid said, how could she not remember it?

This is exactly the setting in the book "The Immortal Falls from the Mountain" that she stayed up late to read last night!

Could it be, could it be...

She trembled all over and finally understood what had happened -

She traveled through a book?!

She even became the cannon fodder villain in the book who had the same name as her and died in a miserable way!

In the original novel, Lin Yibai is the daughter of the leader of the Bodeng Sect. Leveraging her father's doting affection, she commits all manner of evil, particularly torturing the sect's captured "medicine men," one of whom is the male protagonist. As a casual villain in her first appearance, she's unruly and clueless, and naturally, within a few chapters, she's devised by the male protagonist to be fed to a demon...

Thinking of this, she dug her nails deep into her palms, and the description of Lin Yibai's tragic death in the original novel flashed through her mind.

Zhong Yan saw no tactical plan and fell before the demon-eating demon, where he was subjected to the torture of slow slicing. After his body was chopped into 999 pieces, his head watched as the evil spirit devoured his flesh and blood... His death was horrible, and he reaped the fruits of his own actions.

At first, she thought she was an outsider and just watched coldly as a reader, and even applauded his tragic death; but when fate cruelly pushed her into this body, those written descriptions suddenly turned into the real nightmare that was about to come.

What should she do next?

Seeing her pale face, the maid couldn't help but said timidly: "Young Master, do you want me..."

"Lin Yibai, if I were Lin Yibai—" Lin Yibai suddenly raised his head the next moment and asked anxiously, "What about the male lead? Where is Yan Bujian, Yan Bujian?!"

You know, Lin Yibai died because he offended Yan Bujian. But now, maybe... maybe there's still hope? If the hero hadn't fallen into the hands of the Bo Deng Sect, if those tortures hadn't begun...

But who would have thought that the faint flame of hope in my heart had just risen, but was blown out in an instant.

Lin Yibai stared blankly at the scene in front of him, like a duck with its neck pinched, unable to make a sound.

A chilling wind swept into the dungeon, stirring the black hair of the young man on the rack. The instant his hair lifted, Lin Yibai could clearly see his face—although stained with blood, it still couldn't hide his handsome features. The dark red birthmark, over an inch long, at the end of his right eye, shaped like a sharp unsheathed sword, its tip pointing directly at his temple. Now, due to the high fever from the whip wound, it was faintly glowing with blood, as if it had life, flickering with his breath.

"Sword Embryo Mark..."

The description from the original novel flashed through her mind: [Yan Bujian was born with a small sword bloodstain at the corner of his eye. All swords in the world rang when they saw him, proving his innate sword bone—]

The dying young man in front of him is none other than the hero of "The Immortal Falls from the Mountain", the son of destiny who will massacre the Bo Deng Sect in the future - Yan Bujian!

And now, she was standing in front of the torture rack that had tortured him, holding a bloody bone whip in her hand, and had obviously just finished torturing him.

"It's over..." She shook her head mechanically, a broken sob coming from her throat.

In the original novel, the plot of cannon fodder Lin Yibai's death has already begun. Within three months, she will be sent to the Demon Mountain as a sacrifice, and then be killed tragically by the male protagonist.

In despair, Lin Yibai felt the bone whip in her hand piercingly cold. She wanted to throw it away, but found that her fingers were welded to the whip handle and could not release it. Even more terrifying was that in the next moment, in front of her terrified eyes, she saw her arm begin to rise automatically.

"No! Stop!" She wanted to scream, but she couldn't open her mouth no matter what. She could only watch with bloodshot eyes as her arm swung down in a cold arc.

“Bang!”

The boy, who had been unconscious, felt a sharp pain, his body suddenly tensed, and a muffled groan escaped from between his teeth. The skin where the bone whip landed immediately turned red and ulcerated, revealing the flesh underneath. Seeing this, Lin Yibai's stomach churned again, but before she could vomit, she watched helplessly as her own hand holding the whip swung again.

"No... Stop, stop now!" She screamed frantically in her heart, but could only watch the whip fall again and again. With each lash, Yan Bujian's body twitched violently, and his already bloody back was even more torn apart, and blood flowed down the chain like a stream.

One, two, three... After nine whips, her arm finally regained control.

Lin Yibai was shaking all over, and the bone whip in her hand fell to the ground with a clang. Only then did she realize that her palms were bleeding from being pinched by her nails, her lips were bitten, and her mouth was full of the taste of rust.

"Young Sect Master, you've worked hard." Seeing her so fierce, the maid thought she had finally returned to "normal." After secretly breathing a sigh of relief, she smiled and stepped forward, handing her the bowl of fluorescent insect attractant. "Now, under your dragon bone whip, this piece of trash's veins are all broken, and his flesh and blood are boiling. It's time to remove the insects."

Lin Yibai, overcome with terror, had long since lost all sense of the outside world and mechanically accepted the jade bowl. She, always terrified of insects and snakes, failed to notice the viscous, living green liquid within, the countless tiny insect eggs wriggling within. She simply held the bowl in her hand, as if following a pre-planned trajectory, step by step towards the young man on the rack.

She stood in front of the boy and numbly handed the bowl to his lips.

But the next moment, the pair of eyes that were originally closed suddenly opened.

Lin Yibai's fingers trembled.

What kind of look is that?

Though extremely weak, his eyes were as sharp as a knife. Deep hatred surged in the boy's dark pupils, and a strange red light shone faintly in the depths of his eyes, like a dormant beast, ready to pounce and tear her apart at any moment.

The jade bowl was handed to the young man's lips with trembling hands.

But at the moment when he held the edge of the bowl in his mouth, she finally came to her senses, and then she tried her best to suddenly move her palm to the side.

"Bang!"

The jade bowl fell to the ground and shattered. The moment the green liquid touched the ground, it let out a horrible wail, then turned into ashes and disappeared.

"Young Sect Master?!"

But Lin Yibai could no longer hear.

The strange and severe pain came swiftly and delicately, not like being hit by an external force, but rather like hundreds of silver needles piercing her brain at the same time. Her legs went limp and she fell straight backwards.

"sorry......"

At the last moment before falling into darkness, she saw the red light in the boy's pupils suddenly shrink, as if it was tinged with a little surprise.

*

Darkness, like thick ink, engulfed Lin Yibai, sinking deeper and deeper. Fragmented images flashed through her mind—the blood-stained bone whip, the wriggling poisonous insects, the deep hatred in the boy's eyes, and finally, the slashing knife at the end of her sight... These images twisted and swirled, transforming into a bloody mouth biting down on her head.

"ah!"

Lin Yibai woke up screaming from the nightmare, her back soaked in sweat. She sat up suddenly, but because she moved too quickly, her vision went black and she almost fainted again.

"Young Master, you're awake!" a familiar voice rang out. It was the maid from the dungeon. She quickly stepped forward to support Lin Yibai's shaky body, saying happily, "Who would have thought that lowly medicine man would dare to resist? Fortunately, you're awake. Luoluo knows you'll be fine!"

Lin Yibai's heart trembled when he heard this. He suppressed his fear and looked around calmly: this was a luxuriously decorated bedroom with blue lamps burning in the four corners. The air was filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, but it could not cover up a faint smell of blood - it was emanating from her, but it did not belong to her.

"How long have I been unconscious?" she asked tentatively, her voice hoarse with thirst.

A maid named Luluo quickly handed over a cup of tea. "It's been a whole day. When the sect leader learned you fainted, he came to see you in person. He said you were just frightened and that you'd be fine after taking the soul-soothing pill."

Lin Yibai's hand trembled slightly as he took the tea, and an electric current ran through his brain.

Outside the window, the blue lanterns swayed in the night wind, casting eerie light and shadows in the room.

Lin Yibai silently reached out his hand to Luluo, and was supported by her as he walked to the bronze mirror. A strange face was reflected in the mirror—skin as white as snow, lips that were plump but bloodless, and eyes that were slightly raised, exuding a hint of evil.

Her appearance is pure and beautiful with a bit of weirdness. She once belonged to a cruel and evil girl. Now her appearance has not changed, but the soul underneath has long been replaced by a different person.

Luoluo's words just now pointed out to her the biggest killing situation at the moment -

The leader of the Boyeng Sect, Lin Wuya.

Lin Yibai's biological father, the cold-blooded father who in the original novel would send his daughter into the Demon Mountain with his own hands three months later in order to please the demon.

"Three months..." Lin Yibai muttered to himself in the mirror, a stream of cold sweat sliding down his back.

The crossing into the book is a foregone conclusion, and there are only three months left before the death of cannon fodder Lin Yibai in the original novel.

What should she do?

*

In the sleeping hall.

Lin Yibai sat at the table, his face full of worry, as if he was petrified and motionless.

"Young Sect Master, this is the tonic that the Sect Master personally ordered to be prepared for you. Why don't you even touch it with a chopstick? Maybe it's not to your liking?" Luoluo said worriedly.

Lin Yibai heard the voice and lazily looked up, only to see the table filled with rare delicacies she had never seen before. Normally, this foodie would have jumped in and devoured all of these delicacies in a moment.

But I really have no appetite now.

She was still thinking about how she was unlucky to be reborn as cannon fodder.

In the original novel, Lin Yibai's tragic ending was certainly his own fault, but she was just an innocent reader who was involved. Why should she have to bear all this?

She picked up a piece of snow ginseng chicken with chopsticks and stuffed it into her mouth as if to vent her anger, but it tasted like chewing wax.

——To avoid the death flag, the male protagonist Yan Bujian is a mountain that can never be circumvented.

In the original novel, Lin Yibai's tragic death was naturally due to her cheap father's obsession, but in the final analysis, it was Yan Bujian who killed her.

The bloody scene in the book flashed through her mind again. Lin Yibai shuddered violently and then shook her head repeatedly.

Although she was already torturing Yan Bujian as the plot progressed, she had just recalled that the "Ten Thousand Insects Attraction" plot took place shortly after the beginning of "The Immortal Emerges from the Fallen Mountain," when the hero was still a rookie. Did this also mean that "Lin Yibai"'s torture of Yan Bujian had not yet reached the inhumane level that he would later suffer?

If she wanted to curry favor with him and treat him better at this time, then...

Wait!

Lin Yibai suddenly thought of something, and his eyes widened suddenly, his hands trembling——

Why did she uncontrollably attack Yan Bujian in the dungeon yesterday? She clearly knew the future plot and knew what would happen if she tortured Yan Bujian, so how could she dare to attack him!

And why, when I tried to resist, did I feel such intense pain and eventually faint?

With a crisp "snap" sound, the white jade chopsticks in his hand could no longer be held, and fell to the ground and broke into two.

A word suddenly flashed through her mind -

"OOC".

Is this the so-called powerful modifier of "plot"?! Since she's been transformed into "Lin Yibai," she must strictly follow the character's behavior patterns in the original novel, playing the role of this vicious cannon fodder perfectly, without making any mistakes?

Does this mean that she must repeat exactly how this character in the book tortured Yan Bujian, or even intensify it, without any changes or OOCs?!

Thinking of this, Lin Yibai's body softened and he collapsed on the chair, with a single thought in his mind: "I'm done."

Ding!

A mechanical sound suddenly rang in her mind, startling her so much that she jumped up: "Who?!"

Luoluo, who was helping her pick up the broken chopsticks, heard the voice: "Young Sect Master, who are you calling?"

Lin Yibai was startled by this. The next moment, a line of translucent text quietly appeared before her eyes:

[The host has been awakened. The 'Plot Guardian System' is at your service.]