After Transmigrating To The Villain’s Lowest Point - Chapter 2

The vicious cannon fodder looked around, trying to avoid reality.

The villain, Yin Cai, was on his last breath, barely clinging to life.

Even 034 unconsciously held its breath, afraid of startling the Great Demon King and getting the two of them blown into a brilliant shower of fireworks, leaving no corpses behind.

Lian Xuehe tried to calm the villain’s anger. He lightly brushed off his sleeve and said indifferently, “Although dual cultivation can treat injuries and illness, it’s not enough to make me so generous that I’d trade my eyes for it. Don’t say that again.”

034: 【……】

Was he sure this was not adding fuel to the fire?

Tao Xiao was puzzled. “He doesn’t look bad. If Your Highness thinks he’s ugly, you can just have him wear a mask. Anyway, they’re all the same once—pfft.”

A strand of purple-gold true essence drifted out from the golden bracelet on Lian Xuehe’s wrist and skillfully slapped Tao Xiao across the head.

Tao Xiao instantly shut up.

Lian Xuehe: “?”

Lian Xuehe looked at the true essence that had inexplicably popped out and began to suspect Tao Xiao’s stupidity had been beaten into him.

Yin Cai, who had been summoned here for no reason, had lost too much blood. His ears rang in waves. He forced himself to prop up his body, his face covered in layers of blood and grime. His gaze swept over the array beneath Lian Xuehe’s feet, and his pupils contracted slightly.

Possession…

A faint streak of crimson seemed to flash through Yin Cai’s eyes.

Lian Xuehe was thinking about how to retract the purple-gold true essence when he suddenly heard the system start shrieking.

【Warning, warning! Host is about to encounter danger. Please flee in time, or authorize the system to take over your body.】

Lian Xuehe abruptly looked over.

He saw Yin Cai’s ten fingers almost sinking deep into the stone platform, carving out hideous trails of blood. It was as if immense pain was about to break out of his tall body like a butterfly from a cocoon. Strange, twisted black patterns began spreading across his face.

That was the Wild Realms’ mutual-destruction technique, “Flowers Born from Bone.”

While the poison curse destroyed the body, it could also erupt with enormous true essence and slaughter every living being within ten li. It would never be used unless one had no other choice.

Zhiji Tower was inside Shuncheng Manor. If it exploded, half the city would probably turn into a purgatory.

Lian Xuehe’s brows furrowed hard.

In the original novel, it had only said in a few brief strokes that Lian Xingsong and Tao Xiao died. It had never written what happened to the ordinary people nearby.

Tao Xiao sensed something was wrong and instinctively blocked in front of him. “Your Highness!”

034: 【Host, run!】

Lian Xuehe remained calm and composed, yet above his head, 【HP-1】 kept floating up nonstop like wooden fish taps accumulating merit. “I can’t escape. Is there any way to stop Yin Cai from self-destructing?”

034: 【There is, but it’s far too risky!】

Lian Xuehe said, “Speak.”

Seeing death right before them, and yet this person’s heart rate had already neared 130 while his expression did not change at all, 034 felt admiration rise in its heart.

【The golden bracelet on Lian Xingsong’s wrist contains the true essence of his younger brother, Lian Jingfeng. He has eighth-realm cultivation, and you can use it with a single thought. As long as you use Ziwei aura to pull the poison curse out before it reaches Yin Cai’s heart, but…】

Before it could finish, Lian Xuehe swept aside Tao Xiao, who was blocking him, and the purple-gold true essence came under his control, coiling toward Yin Cai like a swimming dragon.

034: 【But!】

Bang!

The “Flowers Born from Bone” inside Yin Cai’s body came under pressure and suddenly pierced through Yin Cai’s flesh. Feeding on blood and flesh, it gradually grew into vines that blotted out the sky.

Purple-gold spiritual power crashed down. The vines seemed to let out hissing breaths like screams, shrinking back into Yin Cai’s body in terror.

Yin Cai’s body arched violently, and he viciously struck a palm toward Lian Xuehe.

Bang.

Tao Xiao drew his blade. “Insolent!”

Lian Xuehe shouted, “Stay down properly and don’t move around!”

Tao Xiao immediately crouched beside His Highness’s feet.

Cold sweat seeped from Lian Xuehe’s forehead. His slender fingers clumsily controlled the true essence, and the dragon it transformed into bit tightly onto the source of the vines and dragged them outward.

The vines were pulled out from Yin Cai’s heart. The dying young man’s upper body was dragged several inches off the ground along with them. Only after the roots were stripped away inch by inch did he crash back down with a heavy thud.

034 finally had a chance to say the second half of its sentence: 【But! Ziwei aura can pull this poison curse out, but once it leaves the body, it’ll explode all the same. Host…】

In the next instant, 034 instantly fell silent.

Lian Xuehe closed his five fingers and, with a cold expression, gripped that deadly seed in his palm.

“Flowers Born from Bone” instantly burrowed into Lian Xuehe’s flesh and bones through his hand. Just as it was about to stretch out its roots, Ziwei aura wound over like a ghost and trapped the seed directly on his wrist.

The poison curse entered his body. A tiny black flower bud on his wrist pulsed along with his heartbeat. The tattoo moved faintly as if it were alive, as though it would bloom in the very next moment.

Having narrowly escaped disaster, Lian Xuehe’s complexion still did not look any better. “Lian Xingsong is the son of a Saint. Why is there so little Ziwei aura in his body?”

According to his calculations, the Ziwei aura should have been enough to suppress “Flowers Born from Bone” for three months.

…At this rate, even seven days would be difficult.

024 answered blankly: 【It was stolen.】

“Who?”

【Ge Yu.】

“Who is that?”

【The Manor Lord of Shuncheng Manor.】

Lian Xuehe looked thoughtful.

Ge Yu. Ge Ci.

One had secretly stolen Lian Xingsong’s Ziwei aura, while the other had incited Lian Xingsong to possess Yin Cai…

These two brothers had really schemed the original owner straight to his death.

024 finally came back to its senses. Seeing the deadly poison curse about to take root inside Lian Xuehe’s body, it was so anxious it spun in circles. 【Aren’t you afraid of death?!】

Lian Xuehe wiped the blood from his lips with his finger and said carelessly, “Hm? What kind of thing is that to say? Aren’t I currently finding myself a path to survival?”

024 was momentarily choked speechless.

Imprisoning that deadly poison curse inside his own body was no different from drinking poison to quench thirst.

But when it looked at this person’s calm and composed exterior, as if everything was under control, while in reality he was still losing 【HP-1】 from fright…

024 was relieved.

Yin Cai’s self-destruction had been forcibly stopped. His body lay in a pool of blood, his life or death unknown.

Still shaken, Tao Xiao quickly rushed forward. “Is Your Highness injured?”

Lian Xuehe hid his wrist in his sleeve and said in a bland, indifferent tone of “what tiny matter is this,” “I’m still breathing. You haven’t cursed me to death. Find a place to settle him. He’s still useful. Don’t let him die no matter what.”

Tao Xiao checked him up and down for a long while. Only after confirming he was unharmed did he let out a breath of relief.

“Yes!”

Several wooden puppets obeyed the order and came forward, taking the blood-soaked Yin Cai away. This person was too strange. They could not allow him to get close to His Highness again.

Tao Xiao exhaled and bent down to pick Lian Xuehe up.

A medicinal fragrance and the scent of blood lingered on the man’s body. When he drew closer, that human body warmth surged over tightly and completely, and Lian Xuehe resisted it instinctively.

“I’ll walk by myself.”

Tao Xiao paused and looked at him suspiciously.

Lian Xuehe set his foot on the ground, but the instant it touched down, his knees went weak and he nearly fell into the water. Tao Xiao caught him and helped him sit back down.

A familiar sense of powerlessness swept over him. After trying several times, Lian Xuehe finally realized that while these legs did not stop him from crossing them, they could not stand or walk. All their strength had been restrained by that golden ring.

Moron, idiot, and cripple had all gathered in one place. Might as well start the banquet.

Lian Xuehe was completely convinced. He casually pointed. “Those wooden people. Any one of them can send me back.”

“Yes.”

This time, the one that came forward was not a puppet carelessly and casually assembled from wood.

It was dressed in black, its face covered by a mask marked with black characters. Its five fingers were covered in leather gloves, and faint wooden patterns could be seen at the joints around its wrists.

It was an extremely rare Mohist mechanism puppet.

Tao Xiao presented it like a treasure. “This is a medicine attendant puppet from Minggui City, personally made for Your Highness by Mo Chunxu. In this world, it is a uniquely exquisite creation.”

Lian Xuehe swept a glance over the puppet, which was no different from a real person.

In Legend of Changfeng, Minggui City’s mechanism arts were renowned far and wide. The original novel had once specifically recorded that the puppets made by Mo Chunxu were extraordinary. Nourished with fingertip blood and true essence, they could produce a “false soul” that best suited their master’s wishes, making them seem just like living people.

However, although Mo Chunxu and Lian Xingsong had been classmates, they were like fire and water.

Why would he give him such a precious medicine attendant puppet?

Tao Xiao showed His Highness the advanced robot and entered a command. “Send His Highness back to the bedroom.”

The medicine attendant puppet did not move.

Tao Xiao’s brows twitched. He went up and smacked the puppet on the back of the head, attempting to repair it through violence. “Come here.”

The medicine attendant puppet gave no response.

Lian Xuehe gave a soft “Mm” and considerately said, “There’s no need to trouble such an exquisite puppet. I can crawl back faster.”

Tao Xiao: “…………”

Having failed to show it off, Tao Xiao had no choice but to call over an ordinary puppet and have it carry Lian Xuehe back to the bedroom.

Lian Xuehe examined his residence.

“Zhiji Tower” was a living building.

According to the book, the entire Zhiji Tower was built from thirty-nine thousand pieces of Kunlun wood. Each differently shaped piece of wood was carved with complete Mohist mechanism script, allowing it to transform its form according to its master’s will.

After Lian Xuehe took over this body, the tall building moved excitedly on its own. Tens of thousands of Kunlun wood pieces disassembled themselves and were then reassembled by an invisible force, transforming back into the form most pleasing to him.

A summer breeze blew gently. Hundreds of mu of lotus pond stretched in endless green toward the sky. Vermilion pavilions, green towers, carved railings, and jade steps stood everywhere. One glance was enough to tell that the cost had not been small, and naturally, the bedroom was luxurious to the extreme.

Lian Xuehe was placed on a soft pillow, his face sickly pale.

Seeing his deathly white complexion, 024’s conscience rarely stirred. “You’ve been hit by the poison curse. Does it hurt?”

Lian Xuehe lowered his eyes. “It’s fine. I’m used to it.”

024 gave an “Oh.” 【After you took “Flowers Born from Bone” into your body just now, I immediately consumed 10 energy points to block 95% of your pain. The remaining 5% is so faint you can barely feel it. It only makes your body highly sensitive.】

In short, what was he pretending for?

Lian Xuehe: “…………”

Lian Xuehe took a deep breath.

024 thought, Oh no! I made him bristle. I’m going to get cursed at! It immediately rushed to speak first. 【My lord, the villain is now gravely injured and unconscious. With his vengeful personality, once he wakes, he definitely won’t let us off. This humble servant happens to have a plan!】

Lian Xuehe said coldly, “Spit it out.”

024: 【Yin Cai comes from the Nine Wild Realms, so he must know how to break “Flowers Born from Bone.”】

Lian Xuehe nodded. “I know this plot. Transmigrated into a Vicious Cannon Fodder to Capture the Gloomy, Evil Villain. In order to survive, I slide to my knees and cling to the villain’s thigh, digging out my heart and lungs for him. The villain’s eyes first darken, then stir, then turn crimson, and in his heart he thinks, ‘What an interesting man,’ ‘He’s actually completely different from before.’ Then he loses his intelligence, forgets his deep blood feud, self-strategizes himself into obsession with me, washes his hands of evil, and Legend of Changfeng turns into An Explosive Pure-Love Gay Tale. Feasible. We’ll do as you say.”

024: 【…………】

024 said dryly, 【We are a proper system.】

Lian Xuehe maintained a doubtful attitude.

024 coughed dryly, then made a modest entrance to embarrass itself. 【Has Host forgotten what I am?】

Lian Xuehe said, “Artificial idiot?”

024: 【?】

024: 【I am an assistance system! I only said half of it—after Yin Cai wakes, find a way to make him break the curse. Threaten him, bribe him, do whatever you like. Anyway, his name is still in your hands. After that, I’ll use all my energy to exchange for the magic artifact “Absurd Dream” from the shop and forcibly erase all of Yin Cai’s memories about you. When that time comes, you can roam free and live a long life of a hundred years. Isn’t that what you want most?】

The hand Lian Xuehe had resting on his knee paused.

He had fallen from being a dazzling heir at the height of his glory to being trapped in a hospital room overnight, waiting to die alone. Any random nobody could step on him. He had never been willing to accept that his life would end so abruptly and anticlimactically, ridiculous and laughable.

Since he could live, of course he wanted to live beautifully and smoothly.

Lian Xuehe toyed with the purple jade bead at his waist. His feathery lashes lowered, and he said mildly, “You’re working this hard. There must be a trick. Tell me. What do you want me to do?”

024 said, 【Three years from now, there will be a heavenly punishment that destroys heaven and earth. All living beings in the Three Realms will be plunged into misery…】

Lian Xuehe thought, As expected. He raised his chin arrogantly. “I have to save the world.”

024 said, 【Oh, no. Saving the world is the protagonist Ling Changfeng’s job. Don’t make trouble. You’re only responsible for surviving.】

Lian Xuehe: “…………”

Rumble, rumble. Thunder cracked in waves at the edge of the sky.

The sky darkened completely. Candlelight was lit in the bedroom, spilling through the cracks in the window like a streak of honey.

The medicine attendant puppet stood alone in the heavy rain. Water soaked through its robes, and tender green shoots were slowly growing from its joints.

As thunder crashed down, the puppet’s whole body trembled. Its gemstone-inlaid gray eyes blinked lightly, and a strange, humanlike confusion surfaced in them.

“It” stood there in a daze for a long while, then subconsciously moved its hands and feet. Roots at its heels pierced through the soles of its shoes and plunged deep into the ground. Its body suddenly lost balance, and with a thud, it fell face-first onto the ground.

The puppet stopped moving again.

Not far away, a window lattice was blown open by the wind. Through it, one could vaguely see that person in sky-blue robes sitting by the bed, saying something to his lackey.

A trace of disgust and hatred flashed through the puppet’s eyes. Clumsily, it propped itself up with its hands. After falling seven times in a row, it finally managed to stand, then looked expressionlessly toward the window lattice.

Lian Xingsong actually wasn’t dead?