Jing Le, a powerful figure in the cultivation world, has transmigrated into a book.
When I ascended and left the interface, I was sucked into this place by a black hole that suddenly appeared.
A world derived from a novel.
She became cannon fodder for the real princess whose identity was stolen by the female lead, and almost died at birth.
Fortunately, by a twist of fate, he was picked up by an old monk and taken to the temple. Now he is three years old and has just awakened a merit system.
It turns out this is a world that has been ruined by a time-traveling woman and a body-snatcher.
The transmigrated woman and the possessor ultimately sacrificed all living beings in this world to open the passage to ascension.
In the end, no one survived in this world.
Heaven used its last strength to intercept Jing Le.
Jing Le is an outsider invited by the Heavenly Dao of this world, solely to correct the plot and save all living beings from suffering.
...
Jing Le looked down at her short body, feeling helpless, her fair face full of worry.
He was internally screaming: "Damn it, God, why are you giving me such a huge surprise? I even survived my tribulation, and this is it? Did you throw me into a novel world?!"
[Ding, Merit System successfully bound, world storyline delivered, please check.]
An electronic voice rang in my mind.
Suddenly, a book and a virtual panel appeared in my mind.
The words "Merit System" are written on it.
Jing Le remained silent.
What can be done about a three-year-old toddler?
Since we're here, let's make the best of it.
As his divine sense scanned the world's plot, the words on the book converged into a stream of light, disappeared into his brow, and the book vanished automatically.
Now, with just a thought, Jing Le can recall the relevant characters and plot from her mind, which is much simpler than flipping through a book.
The virtual interface flashed: [Ding! As long as the host follows the plot correctly, they will gain merit, and their strength from their past life will be returned a hundredfold.]
A hundredfold return on your strength?!
Isn't strength all acquired through cultivation?
Jing Le sensed the spiritual energy around her. It wasn't much, but it was there; she could cultivate with it.
Jing Le tried to absorb the spiritual energy, and after a moment, he frowned slightly: "Can't it hold it?"
This body is completely incapable of storing spiritual energy; it can absorb it, but it cannot store it.
"It seems that the only way to cultivate is to correct the plot," Jing Le conceded.
When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.
[Ding, mission issued: Rescue the Third Prince, 50 merit points, 5 levels of Qi Refining cultivation restored (ratio 10:1, initial stage: 10 merit points = 1 level of Qi Refining)]
At that moment, a message popped up in the virtual interface in my mind.
"The Third Prince? The original owner's own brother, who was poisoned by the female lead and then pushed into the lake to drown, framing the First Prince and causing a deadly confrontation between the military and civil officials in the court."
The third prince's maternal grandfather was a general, and the eldest prince's maternal grandfather was a tutor; both had many followers.
According to the plot summary, this is where the fuse for the chaos in the court was lit.
"No wonder I have 50 merit points."
50 points can be returned to the fifth level of Qi Refining, which is acceptable.
Jing Le stretched out her small, chubby hands to examine it, then clenched them slightly.
Even the smallest ant is still meat, and she doesn't mind it at all now.
Jing Le looked around. It was only early 5:00 PM, but the sky was already getting dark, and candles had been lit in the distance.
It just so happens to reflect the shape of the lake in the darkness.
The early spring air was still a bit chilly, and a gentle breeze swept across the lake, carrying a chilling feeling.
Jing Le, with her short legs, dodged the crowd and headed towards the scene of the incident.
...
At 5:45 PM, a man and a woman, one big and one small, walked along the secluded lakeside.
The eldest was over ten years old, and his elegant attire made him appear gentle and refined, exuding an air of nobility.
The little one was only two or three years old, with a fair complexion and dressed in a pink palace dress, which made her look incredibly cute.
Finally, the two stopped in front of the artificial hill.
The artificial hill completely concealed the two of them, and Jing Le was watching the show from the bushes behind the hill.
"Royal sister, why did you call me here?" The Third Prince, Jing Wenrui, lowered his head slightly, looking at his younger sister with a puzzled expression.
Aren't you in the Queen's palace? What brings you here to find me?
For some reason, he just couldn't get close to his younger sister, who was raised by the Empress.
"Third brother, tomorrow is Father's birthday banquet. I have prepared a gift, but I don't know if Father will like it. I would like to ask you to take a look."
The little girl is actually the fake princess. The female lead, Jing Jiayue, is 3 years old this year and was born on the same day, month, and year as Jing Le.
She was reborn as a baby, and while still in the womb, she could hear the sounds of the outside world and the Empress's plans, so she knew very well that she was not a real princess.
He was not close to his nominal mother and brother.
Fortunately, he was taken in and raised by the Empress, and in the past two years he has shown his talent and brought honor to the Empress.
He could recite poems at the age of one and compose couplets at the age of three, earning him the reputation of a child prodigy.
Jing Le watched with great interest, comparing the current situation with the plot in her mind, thoroughly enjoying herself. All that was missing was a serving of melon seeds for her to eat.
[Oh ho ho, this female lead is pretending to be a child to deceive people. She's clearly inhabiting the body of an old woman, yet she still calls the Third Prince "brother"—how shameless!]
who?
Who is lying?
The Third Prince was startled by the voice in his mind, but when he listened carefully, it was gone.
Jing Jiayue was furious when she saw that the Third Prince's eyes were wandering and he seemed out of sorts.
"Third brother, did you hear what I said?"
[Oh dear, she's getting anxious! She's in a hurry!]
The voice in my mind continued to echo.
The third prince heard it clearly now; it was a little girl's voice, but not the sister in front of him.
"Yes, I heard you."
The third prince gave a perfunctory response.
At this moment, his curiosity was completely piqued by Jing Le, and he no longer cared about what Jing Jiayue was saying.
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