Title: After the Villainess Awakens
Translator: Fuyu
Chapter 7 - Why? It was so unfair! (2)
"Ahh!" Leng Mushi's hands touched the puppets' blood, and the corrosive liquid ate through her skin.
The puppet that had been lying on the barrier noticed she had come out. It dragged the remains of its body closer and leapt onto her.
Leng Mushi was knocked onto the ground by that strong force, and her face was pressed into the pool of blood on the floor.
"Uh…" This time, she didn't even scream. She grabbed the puppet's head, dug her bloody hands into its head, raised her legs, wrapped them around its waist, and ripped its head from its body.
She has seen pictures of this position of when a couple's love for each other was at its peak. It was a pity that the first time she would entangle someone's waist with her legs was with a terribly ugly evil spirit instead of a lover!
She covered her bloody face and sat up. She didn't know if she was crying because of pain or grievance, but she couldn't stop her tears.
Leng Tianyin's piercing shriek sounded demonic. Leng Mushi fiercely glared at her. Half of Leng Mushi's face was corroded by blood. She was just as ugly as the puppets.
Right after the three immortals had finished off the last wave of puppets, the room finished twisting, and the protective barrier was completely corroded. As everyone fell towards the endless darkness, Leng Mushi swore that after she made it out alive from here, she would definitely sever her relationship with Leng Tianyin, the source of catastrophes!
They were falling towards the painted skin demoness's stomach. There was a thick pool of corrosive blood beneath them. If they fell into it, not even their bones would remain.
The three immortals poured their spiritual energy into their swords and formed a spiritual barrier in the damp and smelly darkness that caught the two falling sisters.
The light from the runes on the barrier illuminated their surroundings. They were surrounded by walls of scarlet flesh. Not far below them, there was a pool of bubbling blood.
In excruciating pain, Leng Mushi got up from the barrier. She glanced at the bloody pool below… oh wait, that was actually the demoness's stomach. She suddenly felt like her blood had turned to ice.
Just a little bit of blood from the puppets was enough to corrode layers of her skin. If she fell into the blood pool, not even her bone fragments would remain.
She thought of the following plot. Xiao Mian's shixiongs would die while protecting them. She raised her head to look at the two immortals outside the spiritual barrier, but saw Xiao Mian instead.
It was hard to describe Xiao Mian's expression. He was truly alarmed about Leng Mushi's current state. He thought that she must be in a lot of pain. She must be feeling as if her world had ended. Although he couldn't relate to how much women cared about their appearances, he knew that beauty was important to them just by the popularity of Fangcao Hall's beauty pills.
And yet, in the next moment, he saw her making an ugly expression at him.
The sword under his feet faltered from the lack of spiritual energy. Xiao Mian hastily lowered his head, calmed himself down, and resumed pouring a steady flow of spiritual energy into the sword. He looked away from Leng Mushi.
Leng Mushi wanted to scare him, but she was in so much pain that she couldn't make a ghastly expression at him. She could only bare her teeth at him. Seeing Xiao Mian's reaction, she could tell that her current appearance was really scary.
Sigh, she wanted to destroy the world.
She looked in a different direction and saw the two immortals that were focused on maintaining the barrier. They had no idea that they would die here. She suddenly regretted that she didn't know their names.
At this time, Leng Tianyin got over her fright. While hiccuping, she crawled towards Leng Mushi.
After seeing her sister's face, Leng Tianyin silently opened her mouth. Tears poured out of her eyes like torrential rain. Even in this miserable state, her face still looked outstandingly elegant. She raised her hand and wanted to touch Leng Mushi's face, but she didn't know what spot to touch. Her body was trembling violently.
To be honest, Leng Tianyin looked exactly like how she had looked when she saw their father's corpse.
How unlucky!
"What are you doing?" Leng Mushi raised her hand and slapped her hand away. "I'm not dead yet. Why are you in a hurry to cry? It's not time for my funeral!"
Leng Tianyin covered her mouth. Trembling, she looked at Leng Mushi, but she couldn't see her clearly. Her tears blurred her vision.
"We can stop over there. Let's go over there." One of Xiao Mian's shixiongs pointed at an empty space near the bubbling blood pool. The three immortals worked together to redirect the barrier to fall over there.
Their spiritual energy was being quickly consumed here, and they couldn't sustain their output. They knew that they had encountered a powerful demon. Moreover, they must have fallen under a demon's control for them to not be able to absorb more spiritual energy.
The three immortals were panicking, but they didn't show it. When they landed on the slowly undulating and contracting flesh, they hastily set up an array and stood in front of Leng Mushi and Leng Tianyin to protect them.
Leng Tianyin kept crying and looking at Leng Mushi, but Leng Mushi didn't bother looking at her. Leng Mushi observed the blood pool. According to the plot, puppets would soon run out from the blood pool and drag one of the shixiongs inside.
Ever since they entered the painted skin demoness's mouth, the novel's law stone had been hot. According to the plot, she would try to harm Leng Tianyin and accidentally break the fragile barrier, which would lead to the death of the two immortals.
When someone was accepted as a disciple of the Taichu Sect, an elder would draw out a wisp of that disciple's spirit and attach it to the sect's specially made hairband called the life-binding hairband.
Regardless of why they died, the life-binding hairband would break upon their death. In this way, the sect would know the disciples had met something dangerous. Sect members that were closest to that disciple would immediately rush over.
In the novel, there happened to be a sect elder nearby. After the two shixiongs died, the elder rushed over and killed the painted skin demoness. That was how she, Leng Tianyin, and Xiao Mian were able to survive.
One by one, puppets had already emerged from the blood pool. Once again, the swords' lights repeatedly flashed as the three immortals fought the puppets.
However, these puppets' demonic energy was increased by the blood pool. Cutting off their limbs did nothing. Not even cutting off their heads could kill them. They would quickly regrow their bodies. The limbs and heads that fell into the blood pool would even spawn new puppets.
The number of puppets would increase with each one they killed. The puppets forced the immortals to retreat. If this continued, they would die here!
It felt like the stone was about to burn her waist. Leng Mushi looked at Leng Tianyin, who was crying herself silly, several times and slowly raised her hand.
This protective barrier was difficult to break from the outside, but it could easily be broken from the inside, especially when the people who had set up the barrier were low on spiritual energy.
However, when she looked at the three immortals that were fighting at close quarters, her hand trembled. She couldn't do it.
Along the way, they had taken great care of her and Leng Tianyin. Even though she had known they were destined to die and deliberately avoided learning their names and speaking to them, she clearly knew that they were really good people. One of them was baby-faced and looked younger than her. He was lively, but reliable. The other one was calm and lean. He was very diligent and used all of his free time to cultivate.
These two people worked so hard to live. Why were they supporting characters?
Why? It was so unfair!
Just like her, why were their fates so terrible? She wanted to destroy this terrible world!
Leng Mushi pressed her hands on the barrier and shouted, "Cut off their connection to the blood pool. Use your swords to drag them out of the blood pool."
As soon as she said those words, she felt as if she had already fallen into the blood pool. Her body was burning as if it would melt. She fell in pain on the barrier. Curling up, she gritted her teeth and endured the punishment from the novel's law.
[Why are you doing this? There's no need to do this.]
Leng Mushi didn't have the strength to answer. Even if she could speak, she didn't know how to answer. She wanted to ask the novel's law; why did it want her to survive by trampling on the lives of others?