Wen Jingge sat on the bed, her eyes vacant. She pinched herself, and although it hurt, she still felt like she was in a dream.
This house doesn't belong to her!
The interior design is simple and unpretentious. Every plant, screen, antique shelf, porcelain, mahogany table, Duan inkstone, paperweight, and even the beaded curtain separating the inside from the outside, exudes an antique charm.
Just then, a mechanical voice exploded in her mind.
【Hello, I am the non-existent system. Congratulations on becoming my new host.】
"What are the identity, the event, the cause, and the result?"
There was no hysteria as I had imagined, only calm.
Even though "None" is an intelligent AI, its brain, which shouldn't have short-circuited, still experienced a one-second delay.
Welcome to the Xuanmen Continent. Your current identity is the Peak Master of Wanzhang Peak in the Xuanyun Sect, and you are an outstanding female villain in "Heavenly Vein Sword God".
Your task is to gradually develop the characters' personalities, supplement the plot, and maintain the normal operation of this world based on a series of clues left by the author.
Next, I will send you a data package about the character "Wen Jingge" in this world. Are you ready?
"Wait a minute." A flash of inspiration struck Wen Jingge, who had been deep in thought: "The novel is called 'Heavenly Pulse Sword God'? This should be a work by a male-oriented author, right? I don't read male-oriented novels!"
Silence, being speechless, is the best way to express oneself.
Wen Jingge continued: "The purpose of your system is either to correct errors or to conduct research. Judging from your description, this book is either unfinished, mindless, or a combination of both. You shouldn't have come to me! I don't read many male-oriented novels. You must have come to the wrong person."
She waited for a long time but received no response: "Hey! Where are you?"
I checked, there's no mistake.
Wen Jingge's thinking was quite agile: "Just because I share the same name as this female supporting character?"
[Perhaps... it's precisely because you're too intelligent that we need you to raise the IQ of the villains, so that our main characters can all be as smart as normal people.]
"Let's continue with the previous topic." Wen Jingge's businesslike demeanor made her seem more like an AI than "non-existent."
The message "Does not exist" was delayed by another three seconds.
Okay, the "Wen Jingge" character data pack will be sent to you shortly.
Exceeding the target will yield substantial rewards. However, if a character is out of character (OOC) and eliminated, they will be subject to corresponding penalties, up to and including death.
If the world were perfectly formed, you could choose to return to your original world, or you could choose to continue living your life.
Am I the biggest villain?
[Among the female characters, you are the main villain. Friendly reminder: Lowering the final boss's attack power will reduce the world difficulty.]
Wen Jingge seemed to be deep in thought. "I ask you, this is the world in the book, so what about me in the original world?"
Sorry! You are dead!
"Do you know who ultimately inherited my Alipay account?"
[...]
Sizzle sizzle
The "non-existent" kernel almost short-circuited due to overheating.
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"Oh..." Wen Jingge was unusually disappointed for a second, then jumped out of bed and touched every single ornament in the room like a country bumpkin who had never seen the world before: "Wow, these are all mine! I'm so happy."
[...]
[The "Wen Jingge" character data pack will be sent, please...]
"take over."
Are there any other needs?
"Not yet." Wen Jingge slumped onto the table, pressing her forehead. The amount of information the system was giving her was overwhelming.
bang
Water was spilled all over the ground.
The boy, dressed in white mourning clothes, immediately reddened his eyes upon seeing Wen Jingge. Just as Wen Jingge turned around with a puzzled look, he threw himself into her arms, mumbling incoherently, "Uncle-Master, you've finally woken up! Uncle-Master, I've missed you so much! You have no idea how worried the Sect Master and the other peak masters were while you were asleep for the past six months!"
Liang Si was originally a disciple of Wen Jingge, but later became a disciple of Ai Fengling, the peak master of Lingxiao Peak. After Wen Jingge was seriously injured and fell into a coma in the forbidden area, Liang Si served by his side.
After reading the subtitles that only she could see, Wen Jingge calmly slapped him away, saying, "Men and women shouldn't be so intimate. I'm your senior uncle, so be mindful of your behavior."
"Okay." Liang Si rubbed his eyes and choked up. His martial uncle didn't like people crying, and he couldn't let his martial uncle dislike him.
However, he noticed that even though he wasn't crying, his master was still staring at him. "Master, is there something dirty on my face?"
"No, it's just—" Wen Jingge looked at his white attire, starting with his headdress, and couldn't help but ask, "Which of the remaining six peak masters will die?"
Liang Si's face turned pale, and she said in alarm, "No! Why did you bring that up, Uncle-Master?"
"Then why are you wearing mourning clothes?"
“Uncle-Master…” Liang Si said aggrievedly, “Didn’t you say that this would be impressive? Uncle-Master said that such an elegant and refined look would give us the air of a gentleman, and that as soon as we went out, people would know that a master from the Xuan Yun Sect had arrived. Even if we were to fight, we would still maintain our composure and make other sects avoid us.”
Wen Jingge rubbed her sore face. Was the former "Wen Jingge" really this arrogant?
As expected of a villain!
They unleashed a funeral procession right away!
What a master!
"Uncle-Master, let me go and call Master and Uncle-Master to come and take a look at you! Uncle-Master Fan said that you injured your brain when you trespassed into the forbidden area last time. You need to be carefully watched after you wake up, so that nothing goes wrong again."
"Go!" Wen Jingge waved her hand. Liang Si thought she was deep in thought, but in reality, she was also having a spiritual conversation with "non-existence".
"No, I've read half of the information. I know who the female and male leads are, but the Demon Lord definitely has more than one identity. Can you give me some spoilers?"
[Far away, yet right before your eyes!]
"Huh? I know I am, but I asked about the biggest one!"
Hey! What are you staring at?!
Wen Jingge's head went numb, and she slammed her hand on the table.
When she was helped to bed, she was still staring at the person who had knocked on her. If it weren't for the clumsy Liang Si following behind him, she would have suspected that she was about to be assassinated.
[The master of Qinghong Peak, Fan Zifan, is a herbalist. Wen Jingge repeatedly damaged his herb fields in his childhood and even conspired with his disciples to sell them off. Later, the two peaks became bitter enemies.]
"I didn't do it on purpose, why are you glaring at me!" Fan Zifan glared back at her. "All the medicine you used while you were unconscious came from my Qinghong Peak. If you don't want to see me, give me back my medicinal herb field. Who would want you then?"
I like you.
"You care? What do you care about... Wait? What did you just say?" Fan Zifan jumped up as if he had seen a ghost:
"My goodness! I told the sect leader that you were probably already in bad shape and that's why you didn't wake up, I didn't mean for you to actually be in bad shape!"
"Master left a forbidden technique at the Burning Heaven Gate back then to guard against you, but you actually went and did it. Now that you're like this, my medicine won't work. I'm afraid only the Sect Leader can cure you."
"I'm not broken." Wen Jingge touched the big bump on her head.
It really hurts!
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