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

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

The voice echoing in her mind seemed both real and unreal, both true and false. It was as if it were right beside her ear, yet also distant like an echo in a valley—hazy, vague, and indistinct.

Zhou Zhuying held her forehead. Her head hurt so badly it felt like it was about to explode.

“This female supporting character is super gorgeous, has an amazing figure, and is incredibly powerful in martial arts. Too bad she’s a vicious female supporting character whose heart and liver are both black through and through… But it’s not like she has a good ending either.”

Zhou Zhuying panicked hard. “Don’t say it! If you say it, it’s a curse!”

According to the “laws of transmigrating into a book,” anyone who shared the same name as a character in a book had a higher chance of transmigrating than winning the lottery!

She seemed to see a familiar figure before her. Instinctively, she lunged forward, wanting to cover that person’s mouth, only to grab at empty air. She fell straight down and instantly jolted herself awake.

Zhou Zhuying opened her eyes and saw a man in black kneeling before her. His clothes were extremely strange. They did not look like hanfu, nor did they look like some photo studio costume. Instead, they resembled the clothes worn by villains in online games—the kind who did nothing good and specialized in burning, killing, and looting.

He knelt on one knee with a terrified expression. “This subordinate knows his crime!”

Zhou Zhuying: “???”

“What is going on?”

Thinking she was asking him a question, the man in black raised his head and reported, “Zhengyang Sect, Qigu Sect, and Shuiyao Sect no longer have any manpower left to support us. Jingtian Sect is also about to collapse!”

Zhou Zhuying did not understand a word.

Wasn’t she shopping with her best friend Meng Xiaoxiao?

How had she ended up here?

And where was this place?

Where had Meng Xiaoxiao gone?

“Cult Leader?” The man in black quietly raised his head, glanced at her, then quickly lowered it again.

Zhou Zhuying responded naturally, “Mm?”

“Is the ground not cold?”

After his reminder, Zhou Zhuying finally noticed that she was still lying on the floor. If she moved just a tiny bit farther forward, she would roll down the stone steps.

She climbed up from the ground, and her body automatically sat down on the chair behind her. As soon as Zhou Zhuying sat down, her butt felt cold again. She lowered her head and saw that the chair was actually made of pitch-black iron. There was not even a cushion on it. No wonder it felt so icy.

Moreover, the black iron chair had clear patterns, exquisite craftsmanship, and a unique design. It looked extremely valuable. The only frightening part was that each armrest had a skull cast onto it.

After Zhou Zhuying steadied herself, she looked at the man in black below and managed to squeeze out one sentence: “And then?”

The man in black was so frightened by her icy gaze that he sucked in a cold breath. His body trembled. “This subordinate believes that while those righteous-path people have yet to break in, we should invite the Demon Lord to come and assist us.”

Zhou Zhuying thought: He looks pretty decent. What a pity he has chuunibyou.

First there was “Cult Leader,” then “righteous path,” and now “Demon Lord.” Had he read too many novels?

Online games and mobile games all had anti-addiction systems now. When would novels get one too?

But why did these terms sound a little familiar?

While Zhou Zhuying’s thoughts wandered, a sudden commotion broke out outside the door. There were crackles, clangs, bangs, and all sorts of chaotic noises, occasionally mixed with screams and wails.

The man in black immediately ran out. Soon after, he came rolling and crawling back in, his voice sharp and tense. “Cult Leader, the Saintess of Moshan has led people in! Cult Leader, hurry and flee!”

“Saintess of Mo-shan? Which ‘Mo’?”

The man in black choked, then said, “Moshan Sect. A model of the martial world and the benchmark of the righteous path.”

“Oh.” Zhou Zhuying had no sense of crisis at all.

Seeing this, the fear in the man in black’s heart lessened somewhat. The Cult Leader truly was worthy of being personally trained by the Demon Lord. She must have the confidence to compete with the Saintess of Moshan!

“Cult Leader, Demon Lord, Moshan Sect, Saintess…”

The more information Zhou Zhuying received, the clearer an answer became in her mind.

Weren’t these characters and sects from the “pretending to be weak while secretly being strong” novel her best friend had been reading, I’m Really Very Weak?!

She had not read it, but the reason she remembered it so clearly was that her best friend loved posting her reading impressions on Moments. For example, when the male lead gained a female confidante, she had been so angry that she wrote a three-hundred-word essay on Moments, scolding the author.

Things like, “I only started reading this because you promised he would be devoted to one person! How can he hold hands with a woman other than the Saintess? This is deceiving consumers!” And, “The Saintess is so beautiful and so kind. Why must you abuse her? Boohoo, is this what they call beautiful, strong, and tragic? My heart hurts so much.”

And other comments along those lines.

Not long ago, she had even told Zhou Zhuying that there was a female supporting character inside called Zhou Zhuying, with the exact same name as her!

Zhou Zhuying had a habit of casually liking posts, and in order not to mess up, she would read the contents of a Moments post after liking it. As a result, without spending a single cent, she had finished the entire story chain of this novel through her best friend’s reactions.

Although this novel was aimed at male readers, the author could be considered a breath of fresh air among male-oriented writers, because he said he would not write a harem or make the male lead a stallion. In addition, it used the currently popular “pretending to be weak while secretly strong” trope, so not only male readers but many female readers had also fallen into the pit.

The story went roughly like this:

The male lead was a cultivator who transmigrated from a world of immortal cultivation. After arriving in this martial arts world, where people could not even fly on swords, he discovered that his cultivation level could crush everyone.

But he had already had enough of days filled with fighting and killing. In order to prevent anyone from knowing how ridiculously powerful he was, he chose to pretend he was an ordinary person and lived a pastoral life of chopping firewood and hunting.

After living peacefully for a year, he was forced into a conspiracy because he saved a woman who was being hunted down. He was forced to take action, resolved one assassination attempt after another, and then earned the favor of the woman he had saved.

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

Xiao Xinyue was the eldest daughter of the Xiao family, a martial arts aristocratic family. When she was young, she became a disciple of Ling Guqing, the sect master of Moshan Sect, and grew up being pampered.

Unfortunately, when she was seventeen, the Xiao family was brutally wiped out. Because she had been practicing martial arts at Moshan Sect, she escaped the disaster.

But when she received the news and returned to the Xiao family to deal with the matter, another group of assassins appeared to hunt her down. She and the senior brothers and sisters escorting her back to the Xiao family fought back with all their strength, but because the enemy had the advantage in numbers, they had no choice but to scatter and flee.

Then, while being pursued, she encountered the male lead.

After that, the male lead felt pity for her and decided to escort the female lead back to Moshan Sect.

During this process, the two of them grew closer. Because the male lead kept taking action again and again, the righteous sects began to think he was a grandmaster-level expert. Every sect fought to beg him to join them.

In the end, he joined Moshan Sect and became a guest elder there.

Afterward, the male lead pretended to be weak while face-slapping male supporting characters, female supporting characters, and cannon fodder, all while being lovey-dovey with the female lead. Along the way, he also helped the female lead investigate the mystery behind her family’s massacre.

Very soon, the male lead found out that the Xiao family’s annihilation had been carried out by an evil organization, the great demonic cult known as the Thousand Mechanisms Cult. This cult could be called the largest evil force under heaven. It had countless disciples, and eighty percent of all the evil deeds in the world—burning, killing, looting—were done by them.

Their cult leader was even more ruthless, cruel, morally corrupt, and had a completely twisted worldview.

But what no one expected was that the leader of the demonic cult was actually just a young girl. And she was extremely beautiful, with an incredible figure…

Ah, no, that was not the point!

Despite her young age, her martial arts attainments were extremely profound. When the male lead exchanged moves with her, he discovered that she actually possessed true qi that only cultivators should have. He was greatly shocked and thought that the cult leader, like him, had transmigrated from the world of immortal cultivation.

Afraid of exposing his identity, he did not press his advantage and pursue her.

After that, the male lead investigated the demonic cult and discovered that she was not the true person in charge. Behind her was a mysterious person.

That mysterious person called himself the Demon Lord. He was the cult leader’s adoptive father as well as her master. All of the cult leader’s martial arts had been learned from him.

Only then did the male lead discover that the person who truly came from the same world as him was not the cult leader, but this Demon Lord, who had already become a demonic cultivator back in the cultivation world.

The Demon Lord and the male lead tested each other. Then the Demon Lord told the male lead the truth: “Foundation Establishment cultivators cannot continue cultivating in this world, nor can they ascend. Their lifespans will be limited. We may be powerful after coming here, but in the end, we will still perish when our time runs out!”

The Demon Lord wanted to find a way back to the cultivation world, while the male lead, after his shock passed, said he did not care.

Because the two fellow transmigrators had different beliefs, they parted ways, broke ties, and became mortal enemies.

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

But the male lead did not rashly attack the final villain boss. Instead, he clasped his hands behind his back and said faintly, “The weather has turned cold. It is time for the demonic cult to be destroyed.” Then he made a detailed plan. First, he joined forces with the righteous-path people to uproot the puppet cult leader, this chess piece.

Because the demonic cult acted ruthlessly and also bore the blood feud of annihilating the female lead’s family, the puppet cult leader died especially miserably.

First, the male lead crippled her martial arts, inner force, and true qi. Then the female lead beat her viciously, pinning her to the ground and rubbing her face into the dirt.

After the female lead vented her anger, the male lead directly cleaved her in half—from the crown of her head downward, like slicing a watermelon. It was simply too tragic to look at.

Unfortunately, the puppet cult leader’s name was Zhou Zhuying.

After Zhou Zhuying sorted all of this out, how could she still not understand?

She had transmigrated into a book!

Should she shift the blame onto Meng Xiaoxiao, or should she blame her own cursed mouth?

Of course, she had to firmly shift the blame onto Meng Xiaoxiao! Zhou Zhuying did not hesitate.

Wasn’t a best friend meant to take the blame?

Besides, if Meng Xiaoxiao had not recited that curse, would she have transmigrated?

Zhou Zhuying thought through gritted teeth.

Suddenly, there was a loud crash at the entrance. The tall palace doors were kicked flying, exploding into fragments in midair before smashing down onto the man in black.

Amid the flying wood chips and dust, a figure as graceful as a startled swan stepped over the threshold and slowly walked in under the afterglow of the setting sun.

Zhou Zhuying narrowed her eyes. In her mind, she recalled what the man in black had just said: “The Saintess has led people in…”

The Saintess has led people in…

The Saintess has led people…

The Saintess…

Oh my freaking heavens!

Zhou Zhuying was so frightened that her heart and liver trembled, and her bones went completely weak.

Fine, transmigrating into a book was one thing, but could she not at least have transmigrated a little earlier in the timeline and been given a chance to fix things?

Why did she have to land directly in the scene where the cult leader received her boxed lunch? Were they not going to leave her any way out?

Was this just so she could personally experience what it felt like to be tag-teamed by the male and female leads?

But she clearly had not done anything. Why did she have to take the blame for the original owner and die in her place?

Zhou Zhuying’s heart turned to ashes.

She widened her eyes and stared at the white-clothed woman who had already reached the steps below. Giving up completely, she thought:

I’d like to see whether your blade is faster, or my kneeling is faster!