After Transmigrating To The Villain’s Lowest Point - Chapter 1

The height of summer was scorching and oppressive, muffled thunder rolling through the sky.

Yet the rain never fell.

Zhiji Tower stood by the mountains and bordered a lotus pond, its buildings connected by covered walkways. The floor-to-ceiling carved wooden windows of the bedroom were wide open, and a wooden walkway stretched all the way to the water’s edge, where the entire pond was filled with blooming lotus flowers.

Ge Ci, dressed in a gray robe, strode through the corridor with his brows tightly furrowed. “The possession array has already been set up. Everything is ready. Why is he suddenly refusing again? Has that idiot Tao Xiao come back?”

The attendant said, “Not yet. He just changed his mind for no reason.”

Ge Ci sneered inwardly.

After a few people flattered him, that fallen, short-lived sickly weakling had really started treating himself like an ancestor and putting on airs.

Cool breezes drifted in from the lotus pond. Ge Ci quickly entered the courtyard, lowered his head, and bowed. “Greetings, Your Third Highness.”

No one answered him.

Ge Ci looked up impatiently.

Under the blazing sun, that Third Highness was leaning back on a low rattan lounge chair in the courtyard. His slender body was layered in brocade robes, a sky-blue outer robe draped over his shoulders. Only his calves were bare, hanging down naturally, the tips of his feet half-dipping into the water and stirring up tiny ripples.

Looking closer, there was a finger-width golden ring engraved with lotus patterns wrapped around his ankle, with two swaying golden beads hanging from either side.

Ge Ci froze for an instant, then quickly looked away.

“I heard Your Highness changed your mind and no longer wishes to possess that medicinal human. Could it be that you are worried your soul might stray into Fengdu after leaving your body? You need not worry about that. I have already—”

Lian Xuehe lowered his eyes and looked at his hand, his jade-like fingers curling slightly, as if he were thinking about something. Before Ge Ci could finish speaking, he simply lifted his hand and beckoned.

It was a commanding gesture.

Ge Ci stepped forward. “What does Your Highness—”

Slap.

Ge Ci’s face was knocked to the side. He froze on the spot.

Lian Xuehe, however, did not even look at him. He sensed the faint sting in his palm and gave a soft “Mm.”

“Not a dream.”

Ge Ci: “…………”

A mechanical voice sounded from the void.

【Host, welcome back. Transmigration Assistance System 034 is sincerely at your service. The worldbuilding and plotline of Legend of Changfeng have already been transmitted to you. Please explore this new world however you wish.】

A pile of information appeared out of thin air in Lian Xuehe’s mind.

The character he had transmigrated into was named Lian Xingsong.

He was the third son of the Saint of the Hongpan Dynasty, a precious noble born with Ziwei aura. Unfortunately, he had been born without any spiritual roots or spiritual bones, and was destined to have only a hundred-year lifespan like an ordinary mortal.

Lian Xingsong had ambitions higher than the heavens. Naturally, he was unwilling to live as briefly as morning dew, and had spent his whole life searching for a way to attain the Dao and live forever.

As luck would have it, Yin Cai, the young master of the “Nine Wild Realms,” came to Hongpan for training. After being gravely injured, he was found by Lian Xingsong.

Originally, the tags could have been #Hongpan’s Incubus! Fanatical Villain Saves the Antagonist#, #Pursuit! A Tale of Pure-Love Gays#, but Lian Xingsong was vicious and sinister. After discovering that Yin Cai’s constitution was special, not only did he bleed him for medicine in an attempt to extend his own life, he even wanted to forcibly possess that immortal body.

Young Master Yin was proud and arrogant. How could he endure such extraordinary humiliation?

Once the possession array was activated, Yin Cai self-destructed his golden core and perished together with Lian Xingsong.

Afterward, Yin Cai spent three months rebuilding his body, then abducted Lian Xingsong’s divine soul to the Nine Wild Realms and tortured it day after day, making him suffer the agony of burning for all eternity.

The point in the plot where Lian Xuehe had transmigrated was precisely the scene of the “possession array.”

Lian Xuehe fell silent.

034: 【Host, at least there’s still room to turn things around. Don’t be afraid.】

Lian Xuehe had black hair and a jade-like face, his brows and eyes naturally carrying three parts smiling charm.

“You’re right. I got a terminal illness in the prime of my life and lost everything. I finally ‘escaped,’ only to transmigrate into a vicious cannon fodder character with five minutes left to live. Mm, I really shouldn’t be afraid. I should be as overjoyed as if my own father died—you, go set off some firecrackers to celebrate my rebirth.”

034: 【……】

Lian Xuehe had been raised since childhood as the heir to his family. He was young and successful, a master strategist, noble and self-possessed—of course, those lovely descriptions had not come easily. Young Master Lian had obtained them by sacrificing his basic decency and every fine virtue he possessed.

Only five minutes after transmigrating, 034 had already been cursed at eight times.

Lian Xuehe said, “I’ll give you three minutes. Send me back.”

034 said timidly, 【Host, your body in the real world has already passed away from illness and been cremated. According to system statistics, on the day of your burial, the words the mourners said most often to your parents were, ‘This is a good thing,’ ‘The sooner he’s free, the sooner he can reincarnate,’ and ‘Now he can finally enjoy blessings.’】

Lian Xuehe: “…………”

Lian Xuehe lowered his eyes and said softly, “But my parents, my younger brother…”

034 was slightly moved, overwhelmed with guilt.

Then it heard Lian Xuehe click his tongue.

“…I died, yet they’re still alive and well. They really got off easy. It doesn’t matter if I don’t have a body. Even as a lonely ghost, I’ll haunt them for all eternity.”

034: 【…………】

What kind of grudge was this?

Lian Xuehe was over there smiling like a villain, looking forward to becoming a vengeful ghost.

034 did not dare make a sound. By chance, it glanced over and saw an icon resembling a negative status effect from a game appear above Lian Xuehe’s head: 【Frightened】.

There were even 【HP-1】【HP-1】 popping up above his head.

034: 【……】

On the surface, the host appeared calm and composed. In reality, his heart rate had already shot past 130, and his HP bar was plummeting.

In short—he was a faker.

Completely unaware that his true nature had already been seen through, Lian Xuehe maintained his strategic, everything-under-control demeanor and asked, “Is 034 your employee number?”

034 answered with ringing conviction: 【No!】

Lian Xuehe looked thoughtful. “I thought so too… Then it must be your IQ. If even someone with severe intellectual disability can work as an assistance system, then I believe a vicious cannon fodder character as wicked as this can also carve out a path to survival by himself. Anyway, the villain has already been offended thoroughly. Let’s do this. We can’t lose.”

034: 【…………】

It was as if sharp-tongued cruelty flowed in this person’s blood and dissolved into his every breath.

Each inhale and exhale could destroy heaven and earth.

034 flipped through Lian Xuehe’s files and confirmed them again and again.

Died of ALS.

Not beaten to death by someone.

Ge Ci rubbed his aching face. He also looked as if he wanted to kill this faker, but his self-restraint was astonishing, and he actually endured it.

“Your Highness has a body worth more than gold. If anything displeases you, feel free to take it out on me. You are still ill, so please do not damage your health with anger.”

Lian Xuehe was already in a foul mood. He glanced at him. “Physician Ge, is today the day my time limit arrives? Is possessing Yin Cai my only path to survival?”

Ge Ci suppressed the viciousness in his eyes and said obediently, “Your Highness was born deficient. That your body has lasted until today is already its limit. If you wish to extend your life, aside from possession, the only other option is to replace your spiritual bones.”

Lian Xuehe’s gaze swept Ge Ci up and down, as if he had become interested. “As long as I replace my bones, I can live longer? Physician Ge, what cultivation realm are you in? How are the foundations of your spiritual bones?”

Ge Ci’s eyelid twitched. “Your Highness must be joking.”

Lian Xuehe said, “Look up.”

Ge Ci obeyed subconsciously.

Lian Xingsong’s face was the same as Lian Xuehe’s, except there was an additional cinnabar mole between his brows.

His inner robe was a snow-white garment with intricate hidden patterns. A sky-blue outer robe embroidered with lotus motifs hung loosely over his shoulders. His elbow rested on the armrest as he supported his chin, and his too-long black hair flowed down his back like water.

He had the face of a Bodhisattva who would save all living beings, yet inside, there was nothing but a pile of rotten, vicious organs.

Lian Xuehe said, “Do I look like I’m smiling?”

Ge Ci’s brows tightened.

This useless sickly weakling was temperamental and ruthless, but his brain was poor, and he had always been easy to coax.

As long as someone said it was “for the sake of cultivating immortality,” he would treat all manner of excessive demands as sacred doctrine.

Could it be that he had seen through something?

Ge Ci said, “My aptitude is poor. Even after cultivating until now, I am only at the third realm. If Your Highness does not mind, you may dig out my spiritual bones.”

Lian Xuehe looked at him sideways. “Having that thought is enough, but I don’t like drinking pig bone soup.”

Ge Ci: “…”

034: 【……】

Ge Ci clenched his fists hard. His anger had already burned all the way to the top of his head, yet he forcibly did not dare let it out. With a not-quite-smile, he said, “Your Highness is right to reprimand me. My medical skills cannot compare to Lord Yuning’s excellence. I only have these two foolish methods.”

Lian Xuehe remained unmoved. “Are you threatening me?”

Ge Ci said, “I would not dare. I am merely reminding Your Highness that Lord Yuning has already severed all ties with you. As you are now, aside from Shuncheng Manor, I fear you have nowhere else to go…”

Before he could finish speaking, there came a sharp—

Clang.

A blindingly pale sword light suddenly appeared in the sky. With Ge Ci’s mere third-realm cultivation, he had no way to resist it. Caught off guard, he was knocked back several steps by the sword’s force.

With a splash, he fell into the lotus pond.

Lian Xuehe: “?”

HP-1.

Ge Ci shouted angrily, “Tao Xiao!”

The long sword, gleaming with cold light, abruptly slid back into its sheath. A man dressed in black stood tall and elegant, his narrow sleeves and cinched waist sharp and efficient. Like a hawk returning soundlessly from the hunt, he landed behind Lian Xuehe.

Tao Xiao looked Lian Xuehe up and down. After confirming he was unharmed, he took one long-legged step forward and planted his foot on Ge Ci’s shoulder to stop him from climbing ashore. Coldly, he said, “Taking advantage of my absence to instigate His Highness into possession? Ge Ci, you have quite the dog guts.”

Ge Ci was soaked through. Inwardly, he cursed this idiot for coming neither earlier nor later, but exactly at the moment he would get in the way. “I was only acting according to His Highness’s orders!”

Tao Xiao said, “Nonsense. His Highness bears Ziwei aura and has the noblest bloodline and body in the Three Realms. How could he abandon his Ziwei body to possess some thing of unknown origin?”

Ge Ci snapped, “There’s no reasoning with an idiot like you!”

After watching this interrogation drama unfold, Lian Xuehe finally understood why, in the original novel, Ge Ci had gone to such lengths to persuade Lian Xingsong to possess Yin Cai.

So it turned out he was after the original owner’s Ziwei aura.

Tao Xiao completely ignored Ge Ci’s explanation. After stepping on his shoulder and seeing him struggle free, he simply stepped on his head instead and pushed him straight down into the water.

“Tao… Xiao… glub, glub… mmph! Have you gone… mad?!”

Only when the man was down to his last half-breath did Tao Xiao mercifully remove his foot.

Ge Ci struggled ashore, gasping for air in huge mouthfuls. Because of the suffocation, his vision went black and white in waves, and his lungs throbbed violently with pain. His complexion was ugly to the extreme.

He glared hatefully at Tao Xiao, then said darkly, “Since Your Highness has no use for me, I will return first and report to the Manor Lord.”

Lian Xuehe said, “Mm. See the guest out.”

Ge Ci’s methods were sinister and malicious, and he had clearly started holding a grudge against him. But fortunately, the possession plot from the original novel had been avoided. Everything after this could be dealt with slowly.

Lian Xuehe thought it over.

The most urgent matter was to get Yin Cai as far away as possible. As long as the two of them did not meet, he would not have the chance to self-destruct and drag him down with him.

Tao Xiao rubbed the mud off the bottom of his shoe, then turned and walked to Lian Xuehe’s side. “Your Highness must not be bewitched by that man again. He and that Manor Lord are the same, full of lies. Neither of them is any good.”

Tao Xiao was the guard Lian Xingsong had used since childhood. He was at the fifth realm of cultivation, had an upright bearing, and was exceptionally handsome. When Yin Cai self-destructed, Tao Xiao’s soul scattered in order to protect Lian Xingsong.

Lian Xuehe’s sharp tongue had never opened fire on his own people. “Mm. I’ll listen to you.”

Tao Xiao had originally braced himself to be beaten and scolded. He had not expected such a gentle sentence at all, and immediately froze in place.

“Ah?”

After all, every time he dealt with Ge Ci, he would receive a beating, so just now he had taken revenge first by punishing Ge Ci to vent some anger.

Lian Xuehe glanced at Tao Xiao’s dazed expression.

Tao Xiao was only slow-witted, but he was loyal and adorable. Why did Ge Ci have to call him an “idiot”? That was far too harsh.

As he was thinking this, he saw Tao Xiao nod, a smile appearing on his cold, handsome face. “It’s good that Your Highness is no longer thinking about possession. Today, I went to Yuning Manor. The physicians there said a medicinal human is similar to a cultivation cauldron. If you want to treat an illness, directly dual-cultivating and harvesting from him would have a better effect.”

Lian Xuehe’s gentleness had not yet faded. “Mm?”

Tao Xiao raised his hand and beckoned. The empty ground instantly revealed a tall figure.

The young man was covered in blood and filth. His limbs were bound in chains, his clothes barely covering his body. His bare chest was covered in mottled scars, and farther up…

There was a pair of icy, disgusted eyes.

It was none other than the villain, Yin Cai.

Lian Xuehe: “?”

Tao Xiao said, “Your Highness, take his primal yang today.”

Lian Xuehe: “…………”

Idiot!