After Transmigrating, the Female Lead Went Dark (GL) - Chapter 1

“Hey, Zhuzhu, there’s a supporting character in this book with the exact same name as you!”

The voice echoing in her mind felt both real and unreal, as if it was right beside her, yet as distant as an echo in a valley—hazy and indistinct.

Zhou Zhuying clutched her head, which felt like it was about to explode from the pain.

“This supporting character has super high good looks, a killer figure, and is incredibly skilled in martial arts. Too bad she’s a vicious villainess with a heart as black as tar… but she doesn’t have a good ending in the end, either.”

Zhou Zhuying felt a wave of panic. “Don’t say that! You’re just cursing me!”

According to the “transmigration rules,” if your name is the same as a character in a book, the chances of you transmigrating are higher than winning the lottery!

She saw a familiar figure in front of her and instinctively lunged forward, wanting to cover that person’s mouth. But she grabbed at thin air and fell, which jolted her awake.

Zhou Zhuying opened her eyes and saw a man in black kneeling before her. His clothes were extremely strange—not like traditional Chinese clothing or a costume from a historical drama, but more like the outfits worn by villains who specialize in plunder and murder in online games.

He was kneeling on one knee, looking panicked. “Your subordinate confesses his crime!”

Zhou Zhuying: “???”

“What’s going on?”

Thinking she was asking a question, the man in black looked up and reported, “Zhengyang Gate, Qigu Gate, and Shuiyao Gate no longer have any available manpower. Jingtian Gate is also about to fall!”

Zhou Zhuying didn’t understand.

Wasn’t she just shopping with her best friend, Meng Xiaoxiao? How did she end up here?

And where was “here”?

Where was Meng Xiaoxiao?

“Sect Leader?” The man in black secretly looked up, glanced at her, and then quickly lowered his head.

Zhou Zhuying responded instinctively, “Hm?”

“Isn’t the ground cold?”

Prompted by his words, Zhou Zhuying finally realized she was still lying on the ground. If she had moved just a little more forward, she would have rolled down the stone steps.

She got up from the ground, her body automatically moving to sit on the chair behind her. As soon as she sat down, her butt felt a cold sensation. She looked down and saw the chair was made of pitch-black iron. It didn’t even have a cushion, which was why it was so cold.

The black iron chair had clear patterns, fine craftsmanship, and a unique design, making it look quite valuable. However, the two armrests each had a skull cast into them, which was rather intimidating.

After getting settled, Zhou Zhuying looked at the man in black below and managed to squeeze out a question: “And then?”

The man in black gasped in fear at her icy gaze, his body trembling. “This subordinate believes we should ask the Demon Venerable for help while the righteous sects haven’t broken in yet.”

Zhou Zhuying thought: He looks pretty good, but it’s a shame he’s in his rebellious teenage phase.

What was with all these terms like “Sect Leader,” “righteous sects,” and “Demon Venerable”? Had he read too many novels?

Online games and mobile games have anti-addiction systems now; when will novels get one?

But why did those words sound so familiar?

As Zhou Zhuying’s thoughts drifted, the entrance suddenly became noisy. There were loud crashes and bangs, a jumble of sounds, occasionally mixed with screams and wails.

The man in black immediately ran out, then scrambled back in, his voice sharp and panicked. “Sect Leader, the Mo Mountain Saintess has brought people and is killing her way in. Sect Leader, you must flee!”

“The mo Mountain Saintess? Which ‘mo’?”

The man in black choked on his words, “The Mo Mountain Sect, a model of the martial arts world and a beacon of the righteous path.”

“Oh.” Zhou Zhuying had no sense of urgency.

Seeing this, the man in black’s fear slightly lessened. The Sect Leader is truly worthy of being personally trained by the Demon Venerable. She must have the confidence to compete with the Mo Mountain Saintess!

“Sect Leader, Demon Venerable, Mo Mountain Sect, Saintess…” The more information Zhou Zhuying received, the more an answer formed in her mind.

Weren’t these the characters and sects from that “hiding your true power” novel I’m Really Lame that her best friend was reading?!

She hadn’t read it herself, but she remembered it so clearly because her best friend loved to post her thoughts on social media. For example, when the male lead got a new “confidante,” her friend would write a 300-word rant, scolding the author.

Things like, “You promised he would be faithful when I started, so how can he hold hands with another woman besides the Saintess? This is false advertising!” And, “The Saintess is so beautiful and kind, why must you abuse her, sob sob sob? Is this what it means to be beautiful, strong, and tragic? My heart aches for her.”

There were many such posts.

Just recently, her friend told her there was a supporting character named Zhou Zhuying, with the exact same name as her!

Zhou Zhuying had a habit of liking posts, and to avoid any mishaps, she would read the content before liking, which meant she had read the entire story through her friend’s posts without spending a cent.

Although this novel was a male-centric story, the author was considered a rare gem in the male fiction genre because he stated there would be no harem or polygamy. Combined with the popular “hiding your true power” trope, it attracted not only male but also many female readers.

The story was roughly like this:

The male lead was a cultivator who transmigrated from a cultivation world. After arriving in this martial arts world where he couldn’t even fly with a sword, he found that his cultivation could easily crush everyone.

But he was tired of a life of fighting and killing. To avoid revealing how powerful he was, he chose to pretend to be an ordinary person, living a simple life of chopping wood and hunting.

After a year of peaceful living, he was forced into a conspiracy when he saved a woman who was being chased. He was forced to take action, thwarting one assassination attempt after another, and in the process, he won the favor of the woman he saved.

That woman was the female lead of the book, Xiao Xinyue, the Saintess of the Mo Mountain Sect.

Xiao Xinyue was the eldest daughter of the Xiao family, a renowned martial arts family. She was pampered and spoiled while growing up, having been taken as a disciple by the Mo Mountain Sect leader, Ling Guqing, at a young age.

Unfortunately, when she was seventeen, the Xiao family was annihilated. She escaped a similar fate because she was practicing martial arts at the Mo Mountain Sect.

But when she received the news and returned to the Xiao family to deal with the matter, another group of assassins appeared, chasing her. She and her senior martial siblings who were escorting her back to the Xiao family fought back, but due to being outnumbered, they were forced to scatter and escape.

It was during this escape that she met the male lead.

Following this, the male lead, feeling pity for her, decided to escort the female lead back to the Mo Mountain Sect.

During this journey, their relationship grew. The male lead’s repeated actions led the righteous sects to believe he was a grandmaster-level expert, with various sects vying to recruit him.

Finally, he joined the Mo Mountain Sect and became a guest elder.

After that, the male lead would pretend to be weak, then effortlessly defeat male and female side characters and cannon fodder, all while being affectionate with the female lead and helping her investigate the mystery of her family’s massacre.

He soon discovered that the massacre was carried out by the “Thousand Mechanism Sect,” a nefarious organization and a major force in the Demon Sect. This sect was considered the greatest evil force in the world, with countless disciples, and was responsible for most of the heinous acts of murder and plunder.

Their Sect Leader was a ruthless, morally corrupt, and depraved individual.

But to everyone’s surprise, the Sect Leader of the Demon Sect was just a young girl. And she was extremely beautiful and had a great figure…

No, that wasn’t the point!

Despite her young age, she had an incredibly high level of martial arts proficiency. When the male lead fought her, he was shocked to find that she possessed true qi, a power only cultivators had. He was alarmed, thinking she, like him, had also transmigrated from the cultivation world.

Fearing his identity would be exposed, he didn’t press his advantage.

Afterward, the male lead investigated the Demon Sect and discovered that she wasn’t the real leader. Behind her was a mysterious figure.

This mysterious person called himself the Demon Venerable, and he was the Sect Leader’s adoptive father and master. The Sect Leader’s martial arts were all learned from him.

It was then that the male lead realized that the one who truly came from the same world as him was not the Sect Leader, but this Demon Venerable, who had already become a demon cultivator in the cultivation world.

The Demon Venerable and the male lead tested each other, and the Demon Venerable revealed a truth to the male lead: “Foundation Establishment cultivators cannot progress further in this world, nor can they ascend. Our lifespan will be limited. We can be powerful here, but we will eventually perish when our time comes!”

The Demon Venerable wanted to find a way to return to the cultivation world, while the male lead, after his initial shock, stated he didn’t care.

The two fellow countrymen, due to their clashing ideologies, parted ways, became sworn enemies, and went their separate ways.

In short, the Demon Venerable was the final villain boss.

But the male lead didn’t rashly attack the villain boss. Instead, with his hands behind his back, he said somberly, “It’s getting cold. It’s time for the Demon Sect to be destroyed.” He then formulated a detailed plan, first uniting with the righteous sects to remove the puppet Sect Leader.

Because the Demon Sect’s actions were so ruthless, and they were also responsible for the female lead’s family massacre, the puppet Sect Leader had a particularly tragic death:

First, her martial arts, internal energy, and true qi were crippled by the male lead. Then, she was viciously beaten and dragged on the ground by the female lead.

After the female lead had her revenge, the male lead sliced her in half—he cleaved her from the top of her head like he was cutting a watermelon, a truly horrific sight.

Unfortunately, the puppet Sect Leader was named Zhou Zhuying.

After piecing all this together, Zhou Zhuying finally understood—she had transmigrated into the book!

Should she blame Meng Xiaoxiao, or should she blame her own big mouth?

She would definitely, without a doubt, blame Meng Xiaoxiao! Zhou Zhuying didn’t hesitate.

Isn’t that what best friends are for, to take the blame?

Besides, if it wasn’t for her reciting that “curse,” would she have transmigrated?

Zhou Zhuying thought with gritted teeth.

Suddenly, there was a loud crash at the entrance. The massive main door was kicked off its hinges and exploded into splinters in the air, which slammed into the man in black.

Amidst the flying sawdust and dust, a figure as graceful as a startled swan stepped over the threshold, walking gracefully in the setting sun.

Zhou Zhuying squinted, recalling the man in black’s words just now: “The Saintess has brought people and is killing her way in…”

The Saintess has brought people and is killing her way in…

The Saintess has brought…

The Saintess…

Oh my goodness!

Zhou Zhuying’s heart skipped a beat, and her bones instantly felt weak.

Transmigrating is one thing, but can you at least pick a slightly earlier timeline to give a person a chance to fix things?

I just arrived, and it’s already the scene where the Sect Leader bites the dust? Are you not giving me a chance to live?

Is this just so I can experience what it’s like to be beaten up by both the male and female leads?

But she hadn’t done anything. Why should she have to take the fall for the original owner and die for her?

Zhou Zhuying was filled with despair.

She stared wide-eyed at the woman in white who had already reached the steps below, and in a moment of self-defeat, she thought:

I want to see whose sword is faster… yours, or my knees hitting the ground!