I Snatched the Male Lead’s "Cool Novel" Script - Chapter 63

Yin Beiqing did not care in the slightest about his petty little tricks. Now that Jiwu had been brought under control, her soul power had returned to its peak. So what if that bit of miasma entered her body?

She frowned and wiped away the blood on her hand. Her right hand formed a palm and chopped toward Guo Lu’s chin. It looked as if she had merely casually swatted away something dirty, yet the force was so great that it knocked his entire body backward.

Guo Lu’s upper and lower rows of teeth slammed together. Not only did he accidentally bite his tongue, he also shattered half a tooth. Thick blood mixed with the tooth inside his mouth, making him feel extremely uncomfortable. He opened his mouth in pain, wanting to spit out the things inside, but from the corner of his eye, he saw a leg stretched perfectly straight, already rising into the air and kicking heavily toward him.

The wind from the leg arrived first, blowing his eyes into a squint. The pain descended much faster than expected. Before he even had time to make an instinctive defense, his head was kicked violently to the side.

“Pfft—” The filthy things in his mouth sprayed across the arena, specks of scarlet mixed with half a yellowed tooth.

That kick landed exactly on his temple and eye socket. Clotted blood quickly gathered and swelled into a purple-blue lump, forcing his eyelid shut.

“Wait… wait.” Guo Lu supported himself with one hand, speaking unclearly. “I haven’t said—”

Yin Beiqing did not give him the chance to fart with his mouth at all. Her right foot tapped the ground, her body turned, and during the rotation, she raised her left leg. A spinning kick filled with accumulated force once again struck the exact same injury as before.

“Hiss—” Someone in the first row of the audience drew in a breath. “Even from this far away, I feel like I heard his skull cracking.”

“If this keeps going, someone’s going to die, right?”

“Tch. I thought Liaowang had produced some trump card this time. Turns out he’s only this much.”

This time, Guo Lu completely could not make a sound. Both his ears rang loudly, and the blockage in his nose forced him to breathe through his mouth in a miserable manner. His eye could no longer open at all. The eyeball was swollen as if it would burst like a water balloon with just a light press.

That damned system. It had even said physical arts were Yin Beiqing’s weakness. Was this a weakness?!

System: “The system’s analysis collected hundreds of millions of data points and will not be wrong. The one who made an error was the host’s own judgment.”

Guo Lu: Stop talking nonsense and think of a way to save me first!

System: “Your luck points have already returned to zero. You can no longer enjoy related services.”

After coldly saying this, it directly closed its connection with Guo Lu. No matter how loudly he shouted inside his mind, it did not respond with another word.

“Boss is getting into it.” Teng Jingjie whistled.

If Yin Beiqing only wanted to win the match, Guo Lu would have already been lying beneath the arena. But she, who had always been impatient, deliberately did not do that.

Then the only possibility was that she wanted to slowly torture Guo Lu to death under everyone’s eyes. The more people watched this process, the more excited she became.

Bang! A straight hook punch landed on Guo Lu’s abdomen. Visible to the naked eye, a section of his body bulged backward, even tearing his clothes open. One could imagine what a miserable state his abdominal cavity was in at this moment.

Unable to withstand the heavy blow, Guo Lu’s body flew backward like a kite with its string cut. After crossing beyond the range of the arena, he still flew out many meters. But just as he was about to smash into the ground, Yin Beiqing’s slender figure swept past like a swift shadow, approaching him at a speed that could not be explained by physics.

Continuous knee strikes locked onto his jaw. Pain descended in an explosive manner. Every time he was about to faint from the pain, the next strike pulled his consciousness out of the chaos.

Guo Lu was thrown back and forth between waking and unconsciousness like this until his nerves were nearly collapsing. His body was completely out of control, let alone capable of counterattacking.

He seized a gap and squinted at Yin Beiqing through his swollen eye. Her gaze was firm, her lips pressed tightly together, and her attacks were decisive, carrying an expressionless cruelty.

—There was not the slightest hesitation in her heart. It was as if she were slaughtering a sexless livestock animal.

This feeling could not even be called frustration. It was humiliation, the kind where his dignity was continuously trampled and ground into the dirt.

“Everyone thinks I’m trash. Everyone can look down on me. Why? This isn’t fair… This isn’t fair!” His emotions began to erupt, his eyeball bulging as if it would leap from its socket. “I’m clearly the male lead! I’m clearly the male lead!”

“Unfair?” Yin Beiqing’s faint voice was very soft, yet it seemed to pour bit by bit through the cracks in his skull. That pure contempt froze his brain little by little until it solidified. “But you really are trash.”

Long, slender fingers closed around his neck. With a little force, the disguised collar was crushed to pieces in Yin Beiqing’s hand. Some larger fragments pierced into Guo Lu’s skin, slowly stabbing deeper under her gradually tightening grip.

Blood surged out as if it cost nothing. He was held by the neck and suspended in midair, like a pig being bled in a slaughterhouse.

As the stench of blood overflowed, a massive amount of miasma like black clouds crossing the border also scattered outward in all directions.

“Ahhh! Evil spirit! He’s an evil spirit!”

“Run! Help, help!”

In the audience, some screamed, while others began fleeing. Miasma of this level meant this was absolutely an evil spirit of no low rank.

“How could this happen!” At the judges’ table, a young female teacher immediately stood. “The candidates are in danger. I’ll go help.”

“Wait.” Yu Fusang held her back, her tone unhurried. “Keep watching. Let’s see exactly how much strength she has.”

“But…”

“It’s fine. I’m here.”

Crashing into Yu Fusang’s gentle, soothing smile, the female teacher was affected despite herself, and her mood calmed along with it. “A-all right.”

Over there, Yin Beiqing ignored the miasma covering the sky and earth. She reached out and slammed Guo Lu into the wall at the edge of the examination venue. The terrifying force embedded his body deep into the wall, the kind that could not be dug out even with one’s hands.

Guo Lu lowered his head, looking as if he had already fainted. In truth, he was transforming. His pupils were filled with black, and his voice became shriveled and hoarse.

“How is Yan Yu any better than me? What right do you have to only look down on me!”

“You think you’re worthy of being compared with her?” The temperature in Yin Beiqing’s eyes dropped sharply. She raised her hand, about to deliver Guo Lu a fatal blow.

But at that moment, a counterforce rebounded her. Fortunately, her movements were agile, and she retreated in advance, avoiding injury.

Guo Lu’s body began making some sinister, rustling sounds. The blood vessels under his skin began flowing backward. Color disappeared bit by bit from his body. All his blood and soul power surged toward his heart. Then… his body suddenly expanded like a balloon. One pus-filled blister after another bulged on the surface of his skin, and each blister contained a different eye. They darted around and bounced wildly, seeming to search for a way to break out of the barrier.

“What is that thing?”

“I’ve never seen so many kinds of evil spirits mixed together… Help, I’m shaking.”

“They’re sharing one body?”

“Impossible. Evil spirits are born to constantly devour their own kind that are weaker than them. How could they be willing to coexist?”

Very soon, the first evil spirit tore open the blister membrane and occupied part of the body’s control. Immediately after came the second, the third… until that body reached its limit.

A pair of asymmetrical bat wings grew from Guo Lu’s back. Two goat horns extended from his mouth and curved to both sides like a wild boar’s tusks. His calves and feet seemed to be occupied by some kind of large-footed gorilla, covered in thick brown hair. On his stomach were three pairs of eyes and a pair of sharp claws that had pierced through the belly skin.

“Ugh! I’m going to throw up…”

“Damn, I can’t take it either. I once followed my mother to intern with a spirit-hunting team for half a month, but this is the first time I’ve seen an evil spirit this ugly.”

“We won’t die here, right?”

“We won’t. Teacher Yu is here!”

No longer needing to conceal his identity, Guo Lu could begin to act without restraint. He bent his legs into a running posture and borrowed the explosive speed of a body several times superior to a human physique, charging before Yin Beiqing.

Black and pale-blue spiritual arts spheres touched in the air, then exploded. The dust that rose was stirred into a tornado by the fluctuations of soul power. Guo Lu manipulated the tornado, slowly approaching Yin Beiqing.

Step by step, until it brushed against the hem of her light-colored clothes and successfully swallowed that figure into its belly. That tornado was not only made of clashing air currents. It was also mixed with high-concentration miasma. If Yin Beiqing was swept inside for too long without coming out, the consequences were obvious.

“Ha… ha…” Guo Lu panted heavily, muddy mist spraying from his mouth and nose.

“That’s all—”

His laughing face suddenly froze. Slowly, hesitantly, he lowered his head and looked at his stomach.

A pair of hands had completely pierced through his body from back to front. In their palms were precisely two of the evil spirit eyes parasitizing his abdomen.

Green and red blood merged, dripping from between her fingers. He even stupidly counted twice along with them. But this person clearly had no patience. Very quickly, she pulled her hands back, leaving his belly split open and blood flowing freely.

Evil spirits continuously escaped from the opening in his body and began attacking the candidates in the audience. Only then did Yu Fusang rise. Her figure flashed twice in the air, and she dealt with all of them cleanly.

Having lost his energy source, Guo Lu collapsed on the ground like a lump of rotten meat. He understood that this time, he truly could not be saved.

Yet that system, which had watched him die without helping, kicked him while he was down and issued one final notification.

“Beep, beep—Detected that the host’s life value is about to return to zero. The system will immediately erase your data.”

After a blank second, it sounded again. “The system is preparing to welcome a new host. Data is currently reloading. Countdown begins. Ten, nine…”

Heh. Even the system could not wait to find someone to replace him.

Guo Lu struggled to turn his head. Through his blurry vision, he found one person’s figure. Seeing her surrounded and protected by several people, he hated her so much his teeth nearly cracked.

All his misfortune had begun with Yan Yu’s betrayal! She was the chief culprit who had ruined everything!

If not for her, he would have long since become a savior hero worshiped by all. If not for her, his title as “male lead” would not have become a joke like it was now!

Now that the mission had failed, he could only be sent back to the real world and become a vegetative person who might die at any unknown moment!

He was unwilling. He was not willing at all!

So even if he died, he had to drag someone down with him!

Emotion was the best driving force for evil spirits. Following Guo Lu’s curse-like obsession, several strands of miasma gathered together and flew toward Yan Yu with lightning speed.

This kind of non-physical thing was impossible to guard against even if one sensed it in advance. Besides, this was miasma. Everyone’s instinctive reaction when seeing it was to dodge. No one could take care of anyone else.

They were extremely fast, drilling into Yan Yu’s mouth and nose with two swift whistles.

“Hey!” Teng Jingjie shouted in shock.

Yin Beiqing’s attention had originally been entirely on Guo Lu, but the blood contract mark on her hand suddenly stabbed with pain. Her expression turned ugly as she turned her head. “Yan Yu!”

Catching sight of that wisp of miasma, she realized where the problem lay. To pull weeds, one had to remove the roots; to eliminate miasma, one had to destroy the spirit. At this time, she could no longer care about hiding her identity and directly took out the Demon-Slaying Blade, raising it high toward Guo Lu.

But just as she was about to strike, someone was faster than her and dragged Guo Lu into the air.

Yu Fusang held him with one hand. With the other, she cleanly and neatly stabbed into his chest. Once she firmly grasped that beating heart, she instantly crushed it in her palm.

Everyone looked at her as if they had seen a savior. Only Guo Lu, who faced her, could see the two merciless words that fell from her mouth.

“Trash.”

…

“Wake up, wake up, Sister!” Yang Qian cried as she hugged Yan Yu. “Sister, don’t die, wuwuwu. I still haven’t learned spiritual arts from you! Someone save her, someone save her!”

“Give her to me.” Yin Beiqing quickly flew to their side and reached out, pulling Yan Yu into her arms. She extended a finger beneath Yan Yu’s nose. After feeling her breath, her hand clenched tightly.

Holding someone at such a distance magnified the blood contract’s influence, allowing Yin Beiqing to feel Yan Yu’s fear and unease at this moment. Her heart hurt as if it were being carved with a knife.

“Mm… hurts…” Yan Yu buried her head, hiding her pained cries. She felt as if her body was about to be torn open from the inside, her muscles trembling beyond control.

The soul power in her body crashed wildly everywhere. Her body began convulsing, the force growing greater and greater, as if it would only end once her limbs were bent backward.

Yin Beiqing continuously transferred soul power into her body, but not long after the soul power entered, it encountered an obstruction on its own and rebounded.

As the dark color of miasma gradually spread through Yan Yu’s body, the blood contract on Yin Beiqing’s hand grew brighter and brighter. It was like a red-hot branding iron, sticking tightly to her skin.

Yin Beiqing knew far too clearly what this meant. For the first time in her life, she revealed panic in front of others. With reddened eyes, she hugged Yan Yu even tighter.

“Don’t die. Don’t die, all right?”

“I…” Yan Yu seemed to be using her strength to say something to her, but when she opened her mouth, she directly spat out a mouthful of blood.

She did not have time to turn away. The blood splashed straight onto Yin Beiqing. Her face and snow-white collar were all stained.

But as this mouthful of blood was spat out, mist began slowly scattering outward from Yan Yu’s body. It was thick black, but it was not miasma. It had no scent and no form. Only when it gathered to a certain extent did it explode in the air like a mushroom cloud.

Boom—

This disturbance was much greater than what Guo Lu had caused just now. Everyone was so frightened they hid under their chairs. For a short time, not a single person in the venue spoke. Only yellow sand and broken stones collided with one another in the air.

After a long time, the smoke slowly dispersed. A burst of dazzling light assaulted everyone’s eyes. Within this light, they struggled to open their eyes and look toward Yan Yu’s direction, only to discover that she was actually floating unharmed in the air.

She was bathed in the very center of the light beam, eyes closed, the hem of her clothes swaying with the wind. Her long hair, which had been covered in dust, was now clean as new and fell smoothly behind her head. She had already been dressed in white, and at this moment, she looked even more immortal.

“Damn…” Someone was already frightened silly.

“She’s fine even after miasma that heavy?”

“The great beauty, is she… is she still alive?”

Hearing the voices, Yan Yu gently opened her eyes. She looked toward Yin Beiqing in confusion, but immediately drew even more gasps.

“Her eyes… the color of her eyes!”

“The goddess. She’s the goddess! The golden-eyed goddess!”

Yan Yu raised her hand and formed a simple illusion spiritual art, creating a mirror. But the person in the mirror felt unfamiliar to her.

Her skin was smoother than before, without the slightest flaw. The dark circles beneath her eyes had vanished, and she looked much more energetic. Her face, which had always been bloodless, had become rosy. The most unfamiliar part was this pair of golden eyes, clear and translucent like gemstones under the light.

The book had indeed mentioned that the goddess possessed a pair of beautiful golden eyes, but that was only an unfounded folk legend. However, it was also because of this reason that Yu Fusang, who likewise had golden eyes, was so popular among the students.

But what shocked Yan Yu was not this, because she still remembered another description related to the goddess from the ancient prophecy.

The goddess’s body fears no fierce spirit, no god, and no demon; a pure heart keeps inner demons away, and those who approach are healed of illness.

In other words, only the goddess could avoid being assimilated by evil spirits and did not fear the invasion of miasma.

Yan Yu had always been extremely certain that she had nothing to do with the goddess precisely because she felt she was completely different from the goddess described in the book. With her sickly, useless body, where would all those cheat-like abilities come from? But now…

She raised her own hand. Even someone as calm as her could not control the trembling at this moment.

Goddess?

She really was the goddess?