After Transmigrating, the Female Lead Went Dark (GL) - Chapter 3

“Speaking of fourteen years ago, on Dangu Mountain, where evildoers gathered, there appeared a little demon with extremely high martial arts cultivation. At only eight years old, she already possessed ten years’ worth of internal force. With one palm strike, she could stir up great waves and shatter a huge boulder taller than two people.

“Because of this, the moment she made a move, no one on Dangu Mountain dared refuse to submit. They all followed her. And as her power expanded, that little demon founded a gang and recruited evildoers from all under heaven to serve her. This was the origin of the Demon Sect—the Thousand Mechanisms Cult. And that little demon was the Demon Sect Leader, Zhou Zhuying!

“Over these fourteen years, the Demon Sect committed every evil imaginable! They assassinated famous orthodox sects, burned, killed, and looted, and treated human lives like grass. Whenever the Demon Sect was mentioned, children cried at night, and even the chickens and dogs were restless!

“Fortunately, our righteous path is also filled with capable heroes. First, we had Sect Master Ling of Moshan Sect, the supreme figure of the martial world, guarding the Central Plains, making the Demon Sect too afraid to take even half a step into the region. Later, we had the Saintess, the most outstanding figure among Moshan Sect’s younger generation, leading hundreds of righteous-path elites from Yaoshan Sect, Tianyan Sect, Feixue Sect, and others up Dangu Mountain to eliminate demons, defend the Dao, punish evil, promote good, and return peace to the world!”

When the storyteller reached the exciting part, he was practically spitting everywhere, shouting himself hoarse, the veins on his neck bulging. The listeners were roused with excitement and all clapped in delight. “Good! Well eliminated! Those evildoers should all be wiped out!”

Someone asked curiously, “How was the battle to destroy the demons on Dangu Mountain? Was it intense?”

“Of course it was. But with the Saintess making a move, our righteous path advanced like a hot knife through butter, sweeping straight in until they reached the Demon Sect Leader herself. That Demon Sect Leader, who had once been so mighty and awe-inspiring and had killed countless people, was completely unable to withstand a single blow before the Saintess! The Saintess merely moved her finger, and that Demon Sect Leader knelt before her like a stray dog, begging for mercy!”

“Tsk, tsk. Then how did the Saintess deal with the Demon Sect Leader?”

“It is said that the Demon Sect Leader has already been escorted back to Moshan Sect’s dungeon, where she is being strictly guarded.”

In Moshan Sect’s prison, Zhou Zhuying sat hugging her knees on her black iron chair, staring worriedly at the iron-barred window on the wall.

Was she really about to begin a long prison life of shedding tears behind bars for ten years?

Trying to find joy amid suffering, she thought that the environment here was actually pretty good.

A private room with its own door, undisturbed by the neighboring cell, fully protecting her personal right to privacy.

It came with its own bathroom, so she did not have to use a public toilet. Hygiene was guaranteed.

Aside from that, there was also a two-meter-by-two-meter rammed-earth bed, plus a five-centimeter straw mattress, providing a moderately firm sleeping environment for people with bad lumbar spines while also staying close to nature.

Of course, “Moshan Prison” also had an extremely humane service: it allowed her to bring in personal belongings. For example, her black iron chair—although she did not need it.

The only shortcoming was probably that the food was not very good. The cell next door got three dishes and a soup, but when it came to her, there were only two dishes and a soup. Other people had a combination of meat and vegetables, while hers was entirely vegetarian.

As a growing teenager whose life was incomplete without meat, the other party clearly wanted her nutrition to become unbalanced, causing her to grow thinner day by day… In that case, without having to personally make a move, they would be able to get rid of her, this great threat!

“This is killing without drawing blood. This is the highest realm of murder!”

As soon as she finished speaking, someone came over outside the cell and roughly pushed a bowl and chopsticks through the hole beneath the iron bars. “Time to eat!”

From far away, Zhou Zhuying could already see that it was saltwater greens and braised tofu again.

But since she had already been reduced to a prisoner, what was the point of being picky?

“I’ll just treat it as dieting!” Zhou Zhuying comforted herself.

Once the food was actually in front of her, Zhou Zhuying did not fuss. She picked up the bowl and started eating.

As she was eating, footsteps came from outside again. However, this time the footsteps were relatively light. From the sound, the person who had come was a light-footed woman. Immediately afterward, the iron door of the cell opened, and Xiao Xinyue walked in from outside.

She had changed into a pale purple dress, which looked a little gentler and more dignified than the white robes she had worn in the great hall that day. There was no weapon at her waist, so she lacked that murderous aura.

Xiao Xinyue’s gaze swept lightly around the cell before finally landing on Zhou Zhuying’s food. For an instant, her expression looked rather ugly, but she quickly restrained it.

Zhou Zhuying put down her bowl and chopsticks and shamelessly tried to build a connection with the female lead. “Sister Saintess, good evening. Have you eaten?”

Xiao Xinyue seemed shocked by her thick skin. She looked at her with a strange expression and responded faintly, “Mm.”

She glanced at the bland food. “Cult Leader, you are eating this?”

Zhou Zhuying thought, You only let me eat whatever you give me, so why ask when you already know?

But aloud, she said, “Mm. Eating lighter food helps with digestion.”

Xiao Xinyue’s expression turned even uglier. “Then take your time eating!”

After saying this, she flung her sleeve and left without waiting for Zhou Zhuying to reply.

Zhou Zhuying: “…”

So what exactly had the female lead come here for?

She had not said anything wrong, so why was the female lead angry?

Could it be that she thought Zhou Zhuying’s food was too good and was preparing to go make trouble for the jailer?!

Zhou Zhuying’s heart turned cold. In the future, would she only get plain boiled water with white rice?

Maybe she should just escape from prison after all! If she dug out one spoonful of dirt every day, after eight or ten years, she would definitely be able to dig through this wall.

Just as she held the soup spoon and studied how she should dig through the wall, the cell door opened again. Guilty as a thief, she hid the spoon behind her back. Xiao Xinyue glanced behind her and said mildly, “You may try and see whether the wall is harder, or your ceramic soup spoon is harder.”

Zhou Zhuying: “…”

She laughed dryly and put the soup spoon back into the bowl. “I was just bored and wanted to listen to some percussion music. I wasn’t thinking of using the spoon to dig through the wall and escape from prison.”

Xiao Xinyue: “…”

Escaping from prison with a soup spoon. You really are a talent.

After a moment of astonishment, she asked, “You really want to escape from prison?”

Zhou Zhuying was shocked. So the female lead had not discovered that she wanted to escape? She had confessed without being asked!

She was filled with regret over her own stupidity, yet Xiao Xinyue just had to stab her where it hurt. “Why go through so much trouble? With your martial arts cultivation, this wall would collapse with just one finger.”

Zhou Zhuying suddenly understood.

Right. Meng Xiaoxiao had said the female supporting character had “three supers”—super gorgeous looks, a super amazing figure, and super fierce martial arts. As the strongest underling under the final villain boss, apart from the male and female leads, there probably were not many people on the righteous path who could match her, right?

What a miscalculation! She should wait until the female lead and the others let down their guard one day, then break through this wall and escape from prison!

But there was not a single move in her mind, and she had no idea how to use the internal force these people kept talking about. So how was she supposed to break through the wall?

Realizing that the possibility of escaping from prison was zero, Zhou Zhuying suffered a heavy blow. No way. You can’t transmigrate someone into a book like this, right? At least give me some of the original owner’s memories so I know the previous plot summary and how to use this martial arts cultivation!

Xiao Xinyue looked at her with a half-smile. “Stop thinking about it. Behind this wall is my residence.”

Zhou Zhuying: “…”

Are you people of Moshan Sect insane? You built a house right next to a prison? Aren’t you afraid of bad luck? According to feng shui, when baleful energy enters the door, that is extremely inauspicious.

For some reason, she found the courage to vent her anger at the female lead. “Why didn’t you say so earlier? You made me dream for nothing.”

Xiao Xinyue was so angry that she laughed. “Cult Leader, you truly are worthy of being the leader of a sect. Even in this situation, you are still so arrogant. Since that is the case, I suppose you must also disdain eating anything from Moshan Sect. I’ll take this dish away, then.”

Only then did Zhou Zhuying notice that Xiao Xinyue had brought over a plate of hot, fragrant red-braised lion’s head meatballs. This was her favorite Huaiyang dish.

She grabbed Xiao Xinyue’s sleeve in one motion and became as fawning as possible. “Sister Saintess, you’ve misunderstood me. I don’t have many strengths as a person, except that I know how to adapt to circumstances. My understanding of my position is very clear. I’m a prisoner, after all! I understand the stance a prisoner should have. I swear I will never talk back to Sister Saintess again.”

She swore that in this lifetime, the only time she had ever been this shameless was when asking her mom for pocket money. She was already treating the female lead like her mother, so she hoped the relationship between them could be a little more like a “kind mother and filial daughter.”

Xiao Xinyue stared at her, and for some reason, her eyes reddened. Suddenly, she flung the plate in her hand aside, and the red-braised lion’s head meatballs smashed into the corner of the wall along with it. The plate shattered into pieces, and the meatballs rolled apart.

“What are you doing? Wasting food is shameful.” Zhou Zhuying was so angry that she hurried over to pick up the four meatballs.

But Xiao Xinyue grabbed her wrist, stopping her from doing so.

Zhou Zhuying’s wrist hurt from being squeezed, and her willow-like brows were almost wrinkled into waves. She grimaced. “I was wrong, I was wrong. I promise I won’t argue anymore.”

Xiao Xinyue turned a deaf ear and directly brought her out of the prison.

The moment they left the prison, the night wind surrounded her, pouring in through her collar, sleeves, and under the hem of her skirt. The cold air was like climbing ivy, inch by inch crawling and winding around every bone in her body. But where was the lush spring feeling in that? There was clearly only bone-piercing cold.

So cold!

In weather this cold, why had the original owner not worn thermal leggings?!

The two disciples guarding the entrance were startled when they saw the two of them. “Saintess, why did you bring this demon out?”

Xiao Xinyue smiled slightly and said, “I have my own purpose. You need not worry about it.”

The two disciples looked at each other and did not dare meddle.

Xiao Xinyue dragged Zhou Zhuying to the courtyard next door.

By the moonlight, Zhou Zhuying observed the surroundings and calculated whether there was any opportunity to escape. Once she was brought into a room and the beautifully carved huanghuali wooden door was closed, her field of vision instantly narrowed, and she finally gave up on trying to peek outside.

Candlelight lit up inside the room, casting her shadow onto the back of the wooden door. At the same time, another shadow emerged from beside her. Zhou Zhuying had just turned around when Xiao Xinyue suddenly approached so quickly that she was frightened into taking half a step back. Her back slammed directly into the wooden door.

With a bang, even the candle flame trembled.

Xiao Xinyue had her back to the candlelight. She pressed Zhou Zhuying against the door, her face sunk in darkness, making her expression difficult to distinguish. “Are you afraid of me?”

Zhou Zhuying thought, You’re the female lead, a glorious, upright, and righteous character. Can you stop acting like a villain every day? This line sounds more like something I—no, the original owner—would say as the antagonist.

She laughed dryly and said, “No. I was just thinking that you really do live next to the prison! But I’ve heard people say that a residence shouldn’t be next to a prison, or it’s not very auspicious.”

“That’s fine. It’s only a temporary residence, built temporarily in order to watch over you.”

Zhou Zhuying was dumbstruck. You people of Moshan Sect are not only insane—you are wealthy among the insane. Even a temporary guardhouse is built with precious wood like huanghuali. Just how rich is this sect?

She suddenly thought that if she escaped from prison and conveniently moved all the wood from this place away, wouldn’t she become rich overnight? With such a huge sum of money in hand, why would she have to worry about finding a place to settle down?

While daydreaming, she asked in a negotiating tone, “Sister Saintess, could you consider improving the prisoner’s food? For example, pairing meat and vegetables and balancing the nutrition?”

Because of the way Zhou Zhuying addressed her, Xiao Xinyue’s breathing paused for a moment. She said, “Didn’t you say eating lighter food helps with digestion?”

“If digestion is too good, I’ll poop faster. If I poop faster, I’ll get hungry faster. If I get hungry faster, I’ll get thin faster. If I get thin faster, then I’ll die fast—” Before Zhou Zhuying could finish, Xiao Xinyue covered her mouth.

Xiao Xinyue glared at her fiercely and threatened, “Shut up!”

For the sake of her little life, Zhou Zhuying obediently shut her mouth.

Although her mouth was shut, her eyes could not help darting around. She wondered why the female lead had brought her here. Two women alone, with candlelight, inside a bedroom—could it be…

The female lead wanted to torture her for a confession?!