The Face-Slapping Journey of a Sword Cultivator Male God (QT) Chapter 008: The Rightful Heir's Retaliation in the Story of a Reincarnated Concubine's Son - Part 7

"Transmigrator... 0617, could you clarify the situation? The narrative you relayed failed to indicate that Lin Yingjie was possessed by a 'transmigrator'." Xuan Yuan's voice was devoid of emotion, expressing nothing in particular.

0617: Is there really a need for an explanation? Isn't it common knowledge to anyone who's read a transmigration novel? How was I supposed to anticipate that I'd be bound to a such archaic host? Erm, I should refrain from criticizing the host. What if he decides to dispatch me to the afterlife?

"Does this imply that the real protagonist of this narrative isn't 'Lin Yingjie', but this soul instead?" Xuan Yuan queried, his interest palpable as he casually flicked the will-o'-the-wisp soul, emitting a green glow, between his thumb and forefinger.

Xuan Yuan's demeanor towards the soul turned solemn, "Is the story centered around him seizing Lin Yingjie's body? But why designate him as the protagonist? There must be some justification for it. A person chosen by the world's Heavenly Dao surely cannot be without a basis."

Indeed, Xuan Yuan's sudden shift in demeanor was influenced by the intriguing concept of 'fate'. Fate is an elusive entity, and those favored by the Heavenly Dao carry a profound fate, granting them a path through life marked by unmatched success.

"He is a transmigrator, armed with knowledge that outpaces Great Wei by a millennium. Armed with such knowledge, he can certainly rise to prominence in Great Wei and secure a triumphant life!" 0617 responded to Xuan Yuan's query without a hint of hesitation.

Xuan Yuan lapsed into silence for a moment. After internally reassessing the plot he had been presented, he indeed realized that the story would progress in such a manner. Given that reality...

A faint smile graced his lips as Xuan Yuan eyed the touch of ghostly green against the backdrop of white paper. He spoke in a measured tone, "I can provide you an opportunity, but whether or not you choose to grasp it is entirely up to you."

Initially petrified by Xuan Yuan's casual mention of 'sending it to the afterlife', the soul suddenly buzzed with anticipation. With an eager and animated tone, it quickly vowed, "I'll grab it! I'll grab it! My lord, simply state your command, and I'll ensure its execution to the fullest!"

"Serve me and use the knowledge in your possession to assist Lin Xuanzhu in realizing his ambitions," Xuan Yuan spoke, his tone maintaining its calm demeanor. "Should you succeed, in ten years, I will guide you towards reincarnation."

The ghostly green soul instantly bristled with indignation. "Reincarnation? Will I retain my identity after reincarnation? Doesn't that just mean I'm still dead?" it voiced its dissent vehemently.

"Alternatively, you could opt for soul dispersion, refraining from entering the cycle of reincarnation," Xuan Yuan, unbothered by its fury, merely put forth another option in an even more detached tone.

The ghostly green soul fell into silence, quivering subtly. It was tempted to yell: If you dare, just end me! But it failed to gather the courage to do so, fully aware that after reincarnation, it would lose all memories, essentially implying the death of its current self.

However, that form of death and the inability to reincarnate due to soul dispersion are different! Could it genuinely risk its future cycles of reincarnation for this?

"I... I commit to your terms," the ghostly green will-o'-the-wisp flickered several times before eventually submitting to Xuan Yuan's conditions. In reality, it had never possessed a genuine choice from the onset.

Contented, a subtle smile played on Xuan Yuan's lips. He gently closed his right hand, and the ghostly green soul, which had been resting on the white paper, vanished without leaving a trace.

With the unsettling soul finally gone, 0617 regained its vivacity and mustered the courage to speak again, "Host, do you genuinely intend to follow through with this? Are you going to spare him?"

Xuan Yuan faintly nodded and affirmed, "Yes."

"But, Host... he's Lin Xuanzhu's adversary," 0617 faltered.

Xuan Yuan lowered his gaze, his expression remaining indifferent. "So what?" He proceeded before System 0617 could voice any further concerns, "Given that these thousand small worlds stem from novels' plots, do you believe this world can persist if the protagonist perishes?"

0617 abruptly grasped the implication and voiced its fear, "Host, are you insinuating that the reason this world remains intact is because the true protagonist of this world is still alive?"

Xuan Yuan remained quiet, merely extending a hand to lift a sheet of paper that lay flat on the desk, weighed down by a paperweight crafted from green agate. Then, demonstrating remarkable finesse, he started folding the sheet of rice paper with his fingers.

In the face of Xuan Yuan's silence, 0617 blurted out anxiously, "Although the protagonist can't be killed, but if the host chooses to spare him and even guide him to reincarnation, won't that cause us to fail the initial mission?"

"He's already physically deceased, with only his soul lingering on, barely hanging on at death's doorstep. Isn't that already a form of revenge? Besides, after I ended Lin Yingjie, the first mission is already half accomplished," Xuan Yuan stated as he skillfully folded the piece of rice paper in his slender hands, eventually molding it into a tiny figure with a head and four limbs.

However, this tiny figure, crafted from white paper, lacked facial features and additional details, lending it an uncanny and somewhat ominous appearance.

With a flick of his right index finger, a spectral green light flashed, and in the next moment, the white paper figure cradled by Xuan Yuan was instantly suffused with a green luminescence. Startlingly, the little figure's limbs began to move subtly as though it had been imbued with life.

0617 watched in dread as the paper figure slipped from Xuan Yuan's grasp and began wandering around on the table strewn with rice paper. "Ho-host, what on earth is this eerie entity?" It felt as though the frights it endured only amplified ever since becoming acquainted with the host T_T

Xuan Yuan glanced at the paper figure, which was hopping around frenziedly as if seized by madness, and calmly clarified, "I have bound Lin Yingjie's soul to it."

As Xuan Yuan's words landed, the paper figure, which had been bouncing around, suddenly ceased its movements. It inquired, "Who, who are you? How are you acquainted with this... this uncanny and eerie technique? Are you like me, a traveler from the modern era to this timeline? Could you be a corpse-driver from Xiangxi?"

0617: I actually want to ask the same question, but I'm too frightened to...

Xuan Yuan disregarded the white paper figure's words and casually flicked his hand, tossing it into a corner of the table. He then picked up a book titled 'Doctrine of the Mean' from the desk.

Although the Four Books and Five Classics didn't particularly intrigue Xuan Yuan, he resolved to familiarize himself with them. After all, he needed to comprehend the scope of the impending imperial examination, scheduled for half a year later. This pursuit, above all, was a cherished aspiration bequeathed by Lin Xuanzhu.

Abruptly, a cacophony broke the tranquility from outside, insistently puncturing the serene atmosphere. The origin of the turmoil remained ambiguous.

Xuan Yuan's hand, in the midst of turning the book's pages, momentarily halted. After a brief pause, however, he elected to press on, flipping to the next page.

Noting Xuan Yuan's seeming indifference to the uproar, System 0617 discreetly surveyed the area of the disruption. Abruptly, it exclaimed in surprise, "Host, Luoning Marquis is throwing a tantrum in the main living quarters! He's wreaking havoc and vehemently scolding others!"

The main living quarters were precisely where Lady Li dwelt. Xuan Yuan's expression subtly shifted to a more somber tone as he put the book aside and rose from his seat, ready to head towards Lady Li's quarters.

Most likely, news of 'Lin Yingjie's' demise had reached them, prompting Luoning Marquis to suspect Lady Li's complicity in the matter!

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