Chapter 1: Transmigrating at the Checkpoint

Who just transmigrated and is about to be killed?!

Shi Ran looked at the sword only half an inch away from her, her legs went weak, and she knelt directly on the ground: "Wait, wait, I'll take it slow!"

Ling Xiao frowned, looked down at the pile of trash at his feet, flourished the Dragon's Chant Sword, and instantly moved to Shi Ran's neck.

"Master!" Shi Ran's hand moved faster than her mind, she grabbed Ling Xiao's thigh, sobbing wretchedly: "Master, spare my life beneath the sword, I can save senior sister!"

Ling Xiao closed his eyes, disgusted, wanting to kick Shi Ran away, but helpless as she clung tight, he couldn't break free.

"Master, master! You don't want senior sister to perish, do you? I really can save her!" Shi Ran looked up: "Mysterious Pearl Grass—I know where it grows!"

Ling Xiao didn't believe her; the light of the Dragon's Chant Sword moved to Shi Ran's brow, recalling her fate in the book, Shi Ran shuddered violently: "Senior sister was hit with Soul‑Tempering Powder; if we don't save her now, we'll have to chase her soul to the underworld. I know where the Mysterious Pearl Grass is—give me a day, no, half a day…"

An indignant voice from behind cut Shi Ran off: "The Soul‑Tempering Powder was what you gave to the junior sister, you wicked woman—do you still think you can run…"

"Shut up!" Shi Ran shouted without turning, continuing to look at Ling Xiao: "Master, if I haven't found the Mysterious Pearl Grass by sunset, you may dispose of me as you wish, but senior sister's life hangs by a thread—every second counts, master!"

"Besides, Master, you also know this Mysterious Pearl Grass is a heaven‑earth spirit item that matures only once every five hundred years, extremely hard to find—but by sheer coincidence, I know! I know where it is!"

Shi Ran anxiously recited the line from the book: "Master, please give me a moment; as long as I find the Mysterious Pearl Grass, I guarantee senior sister will still be the senior sister she was, senior brother will still be the senior brother he was, and the plot won't change in the slightest!"

So, just spare this little life of mine!

Ling Xiao looked at Shi Ran; although he didn't understand some of what she said, the urgency in her eyes was genuine—she was worried for her senior sister, the radiance of the Dragon's Chant Sword faded gradually, and Ling Xiao's killing intent waned.

Shi Ran breathed a sigh of relief, carefully pushed the Dragon's Chant Sword away, and pressed further: "Master, the Mysterious Pearl Grass is extremely hard to store… I… I also need your Moment's Treasure Ring."

"Master, we can't give it to her!" The person behind stepped forward two steps, looking down on Shi Ran with contempt: "Her thoughts are wicked—who knows what she's scheming? She might take your Moment's Treasure Ring and defect to the Demon Realm!"

Shi Ran rolled her eyes; though she was still kneeling on the ground, her aura didn't yield an inch, and she blurted: "That's what you're hiding, Brother—everyone knows you envy the senior sister most favored by the master, wanting to get rid of her quickly, and now you're blocking me like this—do you wish she'd just drop dead right now?"

"You… you're spouting nonsense!" Luo Changfeng was about to burst with anger: "You wicked woman, how could I envy the junior sister? You…"

Shi Ran cut him off again: "That's not necessarily true—senior sister has an elite spiritual root; since joining the sect she's been the benchmark of our Floating Dream Sect, so of course you'd be jealous! You just don't realize it yourself, but! Your body instinctively blocks anyone trying to save senior sister—like you blocking me now—fully shows you don't want her saved!"

Luo Changfeng's hands trembled with rage, his handsome face full of disbelief: "You… you how…" How could you say such cold words?!

Yet Shi Ran's cold words didn't stop: "Senior brother, I address you as such because I know your nature is pure good—you're just temporarily bewitched by the Demon Clan Saintess, unable to think straight. Senior brother, senior sister truly cannot die!" At least not now! Shi Ran fumed inwardly.

Yet her expression showed deep worry: "Senior sister bears the fate of all beings, she's the key force to defeat the demonic cultivators—how can she leave us now? Don't block me; I've made up my mind—I will retrieve the Mysterious Pearl Grass before sunset! No matter the myriad dangers ahead, I, Shi Ran, will slay anyone who stands in my way, even buddhas!"

These words left Ling Xiao and his disciple stunned—Shi Ran actually spoke of repaying merit with such righteous grandeur; it must be… it must be the camaraderie among the fellow disciples that moved her, and Luo Changfeng, as if possessed, helped Shi Ran to her feet.

Ling Xiao tapped a point on Shi Ran's ring finger, and a pale‑blue gemstone ring appeared on her hand; the jewel shone like moonlight, setting off her icy‑jade bone and slender fingers, but Ling Xiao didn't notice—his mind was already filled with the world's beings, so he coldly regarded Shi Ran: "If you fail to retrieve the Mysterious Pearl Grass before sunset…"

"Impossible!" Shi Ran declared at once—if she couldn't save the heroine, she might have her soul annihilated in the next chapter, so she would definitely find the Mysterious Pearl Grass! There's no other choice!

Having said that, she tossed her personal sword Ice Stream; Ice Stream hesitated, apparently not expecting such treatment, it slowly floated up into the air, trying to get away from its mad master—but who knew Shi Ran would leap lightly and, just like that, sit daintily on Ice Stream.

Then, in the stunned gazes of Ling Xiao and Luo Changfeng, she vanished in an instant.

Sword flying can end up like this?! Ling Xiao really wanted to ask Shi Ran—does she usually feed her homework to the dogs?

Likewise, Luo Changfeng, who also fed his homework to the dogs, rushed over without fear of death: "Master, I'm uneasy; I want to go watch over her! Please grant permission, Master!"

Ling Xiao turned back; his eldest disciple's clear, innocent eyes were blinking at him, and for a moment he didn't know what to say, so he just gave a slight nod!

Having received approval, Luo Changfeng flicked his robes nonchalantly, took to his sword, and pursued Shi Ran.

At that moment, Shi Ran sat on her Ice Stream Sword, regretting bitterly—she kept letting her hands slip, insisting on writing a negative review, bashing the male lead and the author to pieces! She had felt good at the time, but the result? As soon as she finished uploading, she got transmigrated into the book!

Fortunately, she happened to transmigrate into the third‑third‑third female side character; this chapter is exactly where she poisoned the heroine, discovered by the second male—namely Ling Xiao—who then without hesitation slit her throat. She, at a loss, became a ghost cultivator; later, when she again harmed the heroine and was caught, Ling Xiao crushed her soul, scattering her ashes.

Too tragic—utterly beyond human endurance! Shi Ran clung to her Ice Stream Sword, wanting to cry but no tears came: "Why treat me like this? As a consumer, can't I even speak the truth?"

Why!!!! Ah—

"You wicked‑hearted woman!" Shi Ran, still earnestly indignant, Luo Changfeng also flew over on his sword: "Where exactly are you headed!"

Shi Ran gave him a strange look, then pointed downward with her hand.

Black river water surged and churned; around it there wasn't a trace of life, spiritual energy seemed useless here, Luo Changfeng jumped in alarm, nearly falling from his sword.

The wind howled past, carrying a faint, barely perceptible wail—this place is actually where even the Six Realms of Gods, Demons, Immortals, Monsters, and Ghosts rarely tread—the Dragon Burial Abyss!