Chapter 62: You annoying person.
The surrounding air froze, the wind stopped, and the world seemed to fall into a still gray-white, with only a trace of life gradually fading away in everything.
The system was incredulous as it watched the young man gripping its illusory body tightly, pulling it out, his knuckles turning white from the effort.
Why, why can the male protagonist still move? And why can he see it?
Sensing the constraints of the laws being eroded and crumbled by a force, the system met those extremely gloomy eyes.
The crimson vertical pupils, swirling with dark patterns, stared at it. Despite the powerful pressure preventing it from moving, the hands continued to tighten, and the body collapsed. The system quickly realized that the control code had been corrupted.
The system was gripped by immense fear; its rapid calculations told it that it would be annihilated within thirty seconds!
Before he could even think about how he had regained control, the system quickly spoke up:
[Male lead, I did all this for you. She's not your destined lover. Your true love should be... *, # is...]
The system's audio was stuck, repeating a grating, mechanical sound.
The illusory ball of light was about to shatter into countless tiny stars when a young girl stepped through the gray world and stood before the youth.
She smiled and said, "I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry, I have a way to save your wife, but you have to let go of her first."
Xie Lingyu raised her eyes, her crimson vertical pupils looking at her.
He stared at her face for a few seconds, as if he had seen through something, and slowly released his hand, causing the system's light orb to fall to the ground.
The girl squatted down, picked up the ball of light from the ground, patted it, and said leisurely, "I told you not to cause trouble, but you wouldn't listen. Are you feeling good now?"
The system was nearly paralyzed, the voice broken and filled with fear: [Host No. 3408, save me! I won't count this SSS mission as a failure for you, there will be no punishment, I'll reward you with 100,000 points, host...]
The girl laughed and poked its body. "You systems can control other people's lives and deaths so easily, but now that it's your turn to die, you start to get scared."
"Since you're so sincerely asking me for help, and considering how long we've been together and how you've been shocking me with your little electric snake every day, I'll reluctantly tell you..."
"no."
...
My consciousness is hazy and confused.
Sang Ying fluttered her eyelashes, opened her eyes, and saw a sea of flowers all around her.
The bright moonlight shone on the nearby lake, and a gentle breeze slowly rippled the water, creating a tranquil and gentle atmosphere.
"Finally awake."
Sang Ying was startled when she heard the familiar voice. She sat up and looked towards the source of the sound. It was... Shen Ying?
She was sitting on a rock by the lake, looking at the moon reflected in the water.
He was slowly munching on a bag of Wufangzhai pastries in his arms when he turned to look at her, generously waving the pastries around. "Want some?"
Sang Ying held her forehead, her vision flashing back to a mixture of red and white, blood staining his white clothes.
...She remembered that she was clearly in the Cloud Spirit Realm, and the sound of thunderclouds seemed to still be booming in her ears, but why was she here now? Where was this place? And why was Shen Ying beside her?
Sang Ying looked up at her: "What happened?"
Shen Ying seemed to have heard something surprising. She quickly jumped down from the rock, picked up the pastries, and came over to look at her closely, touching her chin. "You're quite fashionable, even playing with amnesia."
"Here's what I recommend: you find a stand-in who looks like him, then he finds out and kidnaps you to do *that* kind of thing, you resist to the death, and then you try to escape while he chases you, and you're both trapped... That plot is sure to be interesting."
"..."
Sang Ying pushed her head away. "I haven't lost my memory. I'm just asking what happened. Shouldn't I be dead?"
Shen Ying nodded: "Following the system's forced plot, you are indeed dead now."
system……?
Sang Ying frowned, puzzled. "Then how am I still alive?"
"Of course, it was me who saved you."
Shen Ying finished her pastry in one bite and took out a ball of light: "The Heavenly Tribulation Blood is just the trigger. The one that truly bears the lightning tribulation is the soul. I have studied it. These systems have incredible power. I used a method to repair your soul with this material."
After saying that, he muttered to himself, "But even if you don't need me, your dark-hearted, crazy husband will do everything he can to save you."
It's just a matter of life for life; he won't survive anyway.
Sang Ying paused, then pursed her lips. "Thank you. But what kind of system are you talking about? Is it a kind of creature?"
Shen Ying sat down in the sea of flowers, shared a piece of pastry with her, and mumbled while biting into the pastry, "I guess so, but it's not a creature from our world."
She smiled, then glanced at Sang Ying: "What did you think of the storybook I wrote before?"
Why are you suddenly asking this question?
Sang Ying also took a bite of the pastry; it was her favorite flavor. After a moment's thought, she said, "It's quite good that it can spread so widely in the cultivation world in such a short time. If it were published as a book, it would be a bestseller."
"What if I told you that you are indeed a character in a book? And that those systems are there to fix the collapsed plot and put it back on track?"
Sang Ying paused.
In fact, she had already had a premonition about this, because Shen Ying seemed to know everything about what would happen in the future.
Moreover, she was involved in every single event—Nanli Realm, Yaochi, Yunling Realm… it seems she was secretly pushing things along.
But she wasn't against her; on the contrary, it seemed like she was helping her.
Sang Ying raised her eyes: "Is the Jinxiu Chamber of Commerce yours?"
Shen Ying hummed in agreement.
really.
This incident proved Shen Ying's foresight; she helped these established chambers of commerce because she knew all along that they would be needed at this time.
Knowing that she was a character in the book, Sang Ying didn't react much. She took another bite of the pastry and chewed, "So what role am I? A vicious female supporting character who ruins the protagonist's relationship? Or a heinous villain?"
Shen Ying suddenly smiled and put her arm around her shoulder: "Why can't you be the female lead? Sis, I'm rooting for you. I'll vote for you. You're the rising star."
Sang Ying glanced at her: "I'm about to be forcibly killed by the system, what good stuff could it be?"
"Okay, you're not the female lead, but you're not a major villain either. The protagonist has to fight those villains himself. Actually, you have very little screen time in the book."
Sang Ying: "How many?"
Shen Ying: "Including the introduction, it's only three sentences in total."
Sang Ying: "...Then isn't this just cannon fodder extra?"
Shen Ying shook her shoulder, "Hey, sis, don't be fooled by the fact that you only have three lines, your role is very important, your identity is..."
"The male lead's sickly, unattainable love who died young."
Sang Ying was stunned.
Shen Ying continued, "That's how it's written in the book: you and the male lead are fellow disciples from the same sect. Due to some difficulties, you faked a marriage for three years. Then, when the male lead was in danger, you risked your life to save him."
It sounds the same as it does now.
Sang Ying: "...And then?"
"That's all."
Sang Ying: "..."
It really was just three sentences!
After finishing her snack, Shen Ying burped and said, "The rest is all about the male and female leads. They go through a long storyline of meeting, getting to know each other, etc. Anyway, it's a tragic love story."
"In the end, when the female lead left, the male lead finally realized that he loved her and was only grateful to the white moonlight. Then he went through the ordeal of chasing after his wife."
...So, it turns out she really doesn't have any scenes in this book.
Sang Ying almost laughed: "Isn't that still cannon fodder or just a passerby?"
Shen Ying braced herself against her back and looked up at the moon in the sky: "But in Xie Lingyu's eyes, you are the protagonist of his story."
"..."
"Actually, I used to have a husband who loved me wholeheartedly, but we always missed each other for various reasons: childish pride, face-saving, misunderstandings, cowardice, and inferiority."
"I have more flaws than stars. I'm lazy, greedy, and wicked. I'm also avaricious and always have to order him around. But he's really, really good. He's good in every way. He's highly skilled, talented, and handsome. Many girls like him."
"I like him, but I don't dare to say it. I'm afraid he doesn't like me, and that would be very embarrassing for me. The more I like him, the more I act like I don't like him and treat him very badly. I made a sword tassel, but I haven't given it to him yet."
"Behind my back, he did a lot of things. He searched everywhere for elixirs to prolong my life, brewed medicine with his own blood for me to drink, and even replaced my meridians. I was so foolish that I thought I had finally become enlightened and could finally cultivate."
"Finally, it wasn't until he died in front of me to protect me that I realized he had always loved me."
As Shen Ying spoke, she kept looking at the moon overhead. The cool moonlight shone on her, and her eyes were clear yet calm.
Sang Ying finally understood where the sense of familiarity she felt from the depths of her soul when she first met her came from.
Shared interests, similar business acumen, and despite only having three lines in the story, she knows how to use her mother's talisman—it's not a talisman for escaping death but a talisman for heavenly tribulation—and defies the system's orders to help her even though they are complete strangers...
The girl in front of him turned her head, her appearance changing like water, and laughed: "I haven't introduced myself yet since we met. My name is Sang Ying, Ying as in Yingyu."
"Yes, you in another timeline."
Sang Ying looked at the girl in front of her, whose appearance was similar to hers, about seven or eight parts alike.
She paused, then said, "Just like in the tree spirit Qingying's timeline, each different timeline will have a different world?"
"To be honest, she is actually one of us."
Sang Ying was stunned: "But she's completely different from us..."
“Every choice will lead to a different outcome, and the future world will undergo earth-shattering changes. The more variables there are, the further apart they will be.”
"Like Qingying, she is a tree spirit and has the intention to harm people."
"And my world trajectory overlaps the most with yours, and we are roughly heading in the same direction."
"However, there are still many differences. There is no spirit network in my world, and it is not peaceful. There is bloodshed everywhere. The best pastry shop is called Mingyuelou. Luoqingjian is called Luoyu. Xie Lingyu is Xie Lingyu."
After listening to her speak, Sang Ying remained silent for a while before finally asking, "Are you going to die?"
Sang Ying suddenly laughed, "It's quite a strange feeling to be completely guessed by someone."
She stretched and yawned. "Yeah, I died a long time ago. If it weren't for that brainless system pulling me back, I would have been sleeping soundly by now. But it's not so bad. It's quite interesting to see how stupid I was before."
Sang Ying wanted to say something, but when she opened her mouth, nothing came out.
She understood her own personality and naturally guessed what would happen to her in that world.
She thought that if it were her, she would do the same and not live on alone after his death.
"Hey, how much longer are you going to stay here with me?"
She gave her shoulder a light nudge and laughed, "If you don't wake up soon, your crazy little husband outside is really going to go crazy."
Sang Ying looked at her quietly, and after a long while whispered, "Good night."
She looked disgusted and pushed Sang Ying away, saying, "Stop with the sentimentality! I will never tell you my guild card password! Every penny is hard-earned, don't even think about it!"
Sang Ying: "..."
After the girl left, the lakeside under the moonlight fell silent.
Now only one person remained.
Sang Ying lay in the sea of flowers, the deep blue spiritual flowers swaying in the wind, quietly watching the moonlight above her head.
As drowsiness crept in, she yawned, then suddenly remembered that she had forgotten to tell Sang Ying that there were tens of thousands of such idiotic systems.
Those whom others cherish and care for like treasures, those whom they deeply love, they pour all their energy and heart into hoping to extend their lives a little longer.
In their eyes, however, they are merely characters in a book, who can be erased at will.
...Never mind, before she even made a move, that kid had already annihilated the top-performing chief system. Other systems probably wouldn't dare take on this job anymore.
Even if she comes, there's nothing to be afraid of. Pretending to be her is useless; he'll always recognize her at first glance.
Oh, and I forgot to tell her that their physical weakness was essentially due to their weak souls. She used the system's power to repair and restore them, and once they recovered, they would be no different from normal people.
Ahem, according to what she's learned in the Cloud Spirit Realm these past few days, their cultivation doesn't seem to be very harmonious, but this problem should be resolved soon.
Well... let them discover these things on their own.
After all, they have a very, very long time ahead of them.
And I won't miss it again.
...
Sang Ying took out the jade sword tassel from her bosom, held it above her head, stared at it for a while, and then gently swayed it in the clear moonlight.
I felt increasingly sleepy, and my eyelids felt incredibly heavy.
Sang Ying lay down on her side, holding the jade sword tassel in her palm, slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep with her head resting on the flowers.
She murmured softly, her voice so light it seemed to blend into the wind.
"Xie Lingyu...you annoying guy."
The blue flower sea under the moonlight is serene and quiet.
His long, slender, white fingers covered her fingertips, slowly and gently enveloping her hand and the jade sword tassel in his palm.
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