Transmigrating into a Book

Rain clouds covered the sky, and mountains layered upon mountains.

A man stood proudly on a steep cliff, his eyes pitch black, a tear mole beneath one eye, his lips thin and devoid of emotion.

He, Chu Changqing, had finally found his path.

Below the mountains, countless shadowy cult followers bowed in submission, “We respectfully see off the Emperor!”

The man slowly pointed his sword towards the firmament, his brows as sharp as blades. He already stood at the pinnacle of the Nine Provinces, unrivaled.

Now, he only needed to overcome this small tribulation, shatter the void, and he could ascend to godhood!

“Ahhh, is he finally ascending?! Is he finally going to the new world to rule?! My Brother Chu is awesome!”

Chang Wan excitedly turned the page.

The black clouds in the sky suddenly changed, and an incredibly sharp golden dragon tribulation lightning bolt struck down directly!

“You have committed countless evils, the Heavenly Way is constant, how can a degenerate like you be allowed to ascend and achieve the Dao?!”

The voice roared like thunder and crackled like lightning, striking down from the heavens! Chu Changqing’s thin lips curved into a cold smile, “Dao? What is Dao? Following the will of Heaven is Dao, but committing countless evils and defying Heaven, why is that not the Path of Ruthlessness I cultivate?!”

He raised his sword to meet it, his figure agile, yet the moment the tip of his sword touched the heavenly lightning—

“Boom—”

Endless lightning descended from the sky!

The man’s gaze was cold: “It’s merely a small heavenly lightning, what can it posses…”

Before he could finish, his voice abruptly stopped.

In the dazzling golden lightning that blinded people’s eyes, he saw a young woman.

A blurred silhouette, with bright eyes and a charming smile.

A feeling he had never experienced before surfaced from the bottom of his heart, like a tremor. His rock-solid resolve wavered the moment he saw that young woman!

A fleeting moment, a glimpse of light, just a moment of stunned realization!

“Boom—”

The tip of his sword was shattered, and his powerful body took the full force of the descending lightning!

Chu Changqing perished.

[The End]

Author’s Note: Thank you for your companionship. This book ends here. The male lead did too many bad things, and I’m afraid my wife’s second child at home won’t be stable. Um, no, I mean, the Heavenly Dao cycles, evil receives its retribution. Everyone should remember that bad people will always face consequences, and the protagonist is no exception! We must promote the core socialist values… I hope you enjoy this open ending.

Chang Wan was struck by lightning.

Chang Wan: ‘??!!’

Chang Wan’s face contorted: ‘I’ll be damned…’

‘Have a second child if you want, but you made the protagonist suffer retribution, aren’t you afraid of retribution from the readers’ resentment? Wouldn’t it be better to write about him failing his ascension, realizing his mistakes, and striving to do good deeds to accumulate virtue for your second child, rather than just a direct [Perished]?!’

‘What is [Perished]??’

‘My Brother Chu is so handsome, and you just give him a “perished.” Won’t you be woken up by nightmares in the middle of the night??!’

‘And what the hell was that girl in the lightning?!!’

‘No, this novel has a single male lead, no harem, no ambiguous relationships. A female lead finally appeared, and just when she was expecting the male lead to make his mark in the new world and perhaps have a sweet and sappy “I only love you in this life” kind of romance, you just give the male lead a [Perished]?!! What does that even mean?!!’

‘What does it mean?!!’

‘Even if you gave the male lead a harem, she would have held her nose and continued to read about him showing off. If you had just left it unfinished, it would have left some suspense. But this kind of appendectomy is just unbearable!! No, since you’re cutting it short, why did you still write about that “girl” at the end, who might be the protagonist or just a supporting character?! An open ending? Twisting a tragedy into an open ending, do you think you’re directing “Pegasus”? An open ending, my foot!!’

If the author were here, Chang Wan would choke them and scream a million ‘f*ck you’s.

But the author wasn’t here.

Those last million curses condensed in her heart, becoming one sentence.

‘I hope you give me an explanation in a bonus chapter, either redeem him or revive him, otherwise, I’ll curse you to have a son without a d*ck, thank you.’

Chang Wan typed this sentence with a blank expression and hit send.

This was truly the most vicious curse Chang Wan, a cheated reader, could conjure.

Although, it still couldn’t alleviate a millionth of the damage she felt inside.

Chang Wan exhaled and checked the time—it was three in the morning.

She actually stayed up this late to follow this idiotic novel.

…Life isn’t worth it.

Chang Wan clutched her phone, her expression grim as she finished washing up. Lying in bed with her face mask on, she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

Finally, she couldn’t resist picking up her phone again. She saw that the author had actually replied.

‘Redeem? You can do it, you go do it.’

Chang Wan: ‘…’

‘What the hell? The unfinished story is justified now? Did the blood, sweat, and money from her millions of subscribed words fall from the sky?!! No, you’ve already written millions of words detailing the male lead’s evil deeds and showing off, and now writing a few thousand words to revive him, redeem him, and give a satisfying ending is “you can do it, you go do it”?!’

‘Go do it, my ass! Do you think it’s as easy as ‘doing’ the male lead?! If I don’t teach you a lesson on the keyboard, I’ll change my surname to the male lead’s!’

Chang Wan was about to peel off her face mask, turn on her computer, and engage in a million-round keyboard battle with this idiotic author, typing five hundred words per second, when suddenly, a thunderous “boom” echoed outside her window!

The sound startled Chang Wan so much that the face mask she had just peeled off fell to the floor. She turned her head, her eyes wide with shock.

Dense thunderclouds, countless golden lightning bolts crashing down as if the world was ending, were reflected in her pupils.

Chang Wan felt her neck stiffen slightly.

Oh my god.

She subconsciously lowered her head to look at her phone. It was 201X, not X120. Earth wasn’t wandering, 2012 hadn’t happened, and Arnold Schwarzenegger wouldn’t be coming from the future wrapped in lightning… Ptooey.

She looked up at the window again.

It was still a blinding expanse of golden electricity, overwhelming everything.

And…

Within the lightning, there seemed to be a figure…?

Chang Wan scrambled to the window, hands and feet moving, trying to get a clear look at the figure, but her body suddenly stiffened!

It was a gaze as sharp as lightning, shooting straight at her, as if seeing through her entire being in an instant.

In a flash.

The thunderclouds, the golden lightning, the figure, all vanished.

The quiet night sky, studded with stars, and the bustling city illuminated in vibrant colors, made everything that had just appeared seem like an illusion.

The only lasting impression was that pair of sharp, cold eyes, as if all things were dust, utterly detached.

Chang Wan rubbed her eyes and looked again.

The night was like a curtain, bustling with traffic, yet strangely silent.

“Am I having hallucinations from staying up late…?” Chang Wan shivered and crawled back to her bed, no longer in the mood to open her computer and engage in a keyboard showdown of five hundred words per second with the idiotic author. She was more concerned that she might be developing a neurological problem.

One should always think positively.

If what just happened was an illusion.

Perhaps the novel she read today was also an illusion. The author she followed couldn’t be that stupid.

How could they be that stupid?

Impossible.

Time to wash up and go to sleep. Everything would be fine after a good night’s rest. Her Brother Chu would conquer the new world tomorrow. That would be nice.

Goodnight.

Chang Wan opened her eyes and saw the young man tied to a pillar, his eyes dark.

And his body, covered in wounds.

Bloody everywhere.

“…”

The two stared at each other in silence.

Chang Wan’s first reaction was that she was dreaming and hadn’t fully woken up yet.

She gave the young man a friendly smile, then closed her eyes.

‘…Why am I dreaming of such a bloody scene?!!! I haven’t eaten too much ketchup or watched any gory movies recently!!’

‘It’s a dream, it’s a dream. Speaking of which, I’ve been watching Brother Chu conquer the world and put down others lately, I really haven’t had such realistic 3D surround sound dreams. Hmm, it must be almost dawn.’

Just as Chang Wan was reassuring herself that it would be dawn soon, a tender voice suddenly sounded in her ear.

[Ding~ Welcome Host to the Nine Provinces Continent~]

[Yay~ A bright moon chooses a heart with no regrets, a loyal heart illuminates history!]

[Current Map: Qingzhou, Qingfeng Sect]

[Main Quest Name: You can do it, you go do it~]

[Quest Content: Turn the male lead into a universally praised good person, successfully redeeming him~]

[Quest Reward: Return Home~]

The sudden voice, like something out of a dream, was clear yet cruel, as if telling her something.

The Nine Provinces Continent.

The continent her Brother Chu had conquered.

Chang Wan opened her eyes again.

And met the young man’s dark, somewhat probing gaze.

Her neck stiffened as she looked at the whip in her hand and the young man before her, already covered in wounds from being whipped.

…

Oh, sh*t.

She hadn’t even had a chance to curse the author and battle them for five hundred rounds.

That idiotic author was actually retaliating against her?!!!

Chang Wan tried to calm herself down.

But she couldn’t calm down; her hands were trembling.

‘What kind of messed-up development is this, seriously!!!’

She looked at the tear mole on his face, vaguely guessing that the poor boy tied to the pillar was the male lead…

The young man had a sturdy, slender physique, and his eyes were incredibly cold when he looked at people, but because of the tear mole beneath one eye, those cold eyes seemed to carry a hint of passion.

However, after reading millions of words, Chang Wan only saw his ruthless and cruel nature, killing gods and Buddhas alike, as if he had no heart, never having fallen for anyone.

So, by the end, he was solitary, achieving the Dao alone, with no rising of his family or pets.

Of course, he didn’t even achieve the Dao; the idiotic author just killed him off.

‘How could that idiotic author be so heartless!! This is his own son!! No, no, no… now is not the time to discuss this.’

The crucial thing was that she seemed to have transmigrated into the book!!

‘Where in the plot is this?! The system just now… I have a system?! Wait, Qingfeng Sect… is the male lead still in Qingzhou?? The plot seems to have only just begun? What were the key figures in Qingfeng Sect again?? It’s hard to recall the early stages after millions of words.’

She remembered a female supporting character who died quite miserably on this map.

The young man’s eyes were pitch black; the previous probing look had vanished. Now, when he looked at her, it was as if he was looking at an inanimate object.

‘Now, with this whip in my hand, should I lash him or not?!’

“Elder, please calm your anger, calm down.”

Just as Chang Wan’s body stiffened and her eyes began to twitch from holding back, someone suddenly spoke from behind her, a somewhat cautious voice, “Once you’ve vented your anger on this little scoundrel, we’ll immediately throw him into the Bone-Dissolving Pool, and he’ll never offend your eyes again.”

Only then did Chang Wan notice there were people behind her.

This respectful tone and manner indicated that she wasn’t just a lowly executioner responsible for whipping; she seemed to have some status…

She paused.

Then she pretended to be calm, casually flicked the whip to the ground, and squinted her eyes, feigning an air of superiority.

“Tired.”

The moment she spoke, Chang Wan froze.

Her voice…

If she had to be shameless about it.

It was as light and clear as a nightingale emerging from a valley, as melodious as a lark flapping its wings.

In short, it was incredibly pleasant to listen to.

Even though she only spoke two words, she felt as if her whole being had been elevated.

How wonderful.

A disciple behind her immediately said, “I will immediately send him to the Bone-Dissolving…”

“No need,” Chang Wan heard her own concise voice say, “Let him fend for himself right here.”

It was as if she was involuntarily reciting lines.

“The Bone-Dissolving Pool is an instant death; wouldn’t that be letting him off too easy?”

The moment she finished speaking, Chang Wan froze, almost wanting to sew her mouth shut—No! These weren’t the lines she wanted to say!!

[System Notification: To maintain character consistency, the system will provide some distorted additions~]

Chang Wan: ‘…’

The two disciples behind her immediately bowed their heads even lower: “Yes, Elder.”

After saying that sentence, Chang Wan was a little afraid to look at the male lead’s face.

But she couldn’t resist, her gaze lightly drifting towards the male lead’s face.

Then she froze.

The male lead smiled.

His gentle, amorous eyes, on that fair face, when he smiled, the tear mole beneath his eye seemed to glow.

He was still a youth, and his voice carried a slightly raw tone, pure as if he were a Buddha.

“Thank you for your mercy.”

But his eyes were pitch black, devoid of any emotion.