Quick Transmigration: The Control Group in Sweet Novels

Qi Yang spent the entire morning in the library, only looking up from his book at lunchtime.

Cold Marrow Fungus is extremely rare, and there are few records of it. She searched through all the classic books on spiritual herbs and only found a few words about it.

It grows at the bottom of the cold pool in the northern abyss, blooms only once every hundred years, and must be wrapped with spiritual power when picked, otherwise it will easily break upon contact.

Qi Yang wrote down all of this information. There wasn't much, but it was clear at a glance. The difficult part was getting to the Northern Abyss of the Demon Realm.

The girl put the book away, and in the blink of an eye, she saw a very familiar figure.

Her gaze paused slightly. "Brother Chu Yi?"

Suddenly, a remarkably slender figure appeared in the library. He had his back to Qi Yang, but she recognized him at a glance.

Ji Chuyi seemed not to hear her voice at all and walked straight inside.

The library has been sealed off for years, and disciples have always been forbidden from entering or leaving. Isn't the place that Ji Chuyi is going to right now the forbidden book area?

Qi Yang's eyes widened slightly, and she quickly took a step forward, grabbing Ji Chuyi's arm. "Brother Chuyi, what are you doing?"

Ji Chuyi did not answer.

Qi Yang felt a chill in her heart. Could it be that the plot of the original book was still going to happen?

"Brother Chu, don't be so stubborn," Qi Yang quickly advised. "If you want to cultivate, I can help you."

He still ignored her. Qi Yang was getting impatient and wanted to pull him back, but this time, as soon as her hand touched Ji Chuyi's arm, she was suddenly thrown away by a force.

She stumbled and bumped into the bookshelf behind her, causing several bamboo scrolls to fall down with a clatter.

Qi Yang clutched her chest and looked over in surprise, only to see the silent person slowly turn around.

The boy's usually lively and playful eyes were now unfocused, with a thick layer of black mist floating deep in his pupils, as if something was seeping out from within.

"Brother Chu Yi?" Qi Yang murmured softly, her heart suddenly skipping a beat. She realized something was wrong and hurriedly tried to call for help, but when she turned around, there was no sign of anyone in the bookshelves and corridor behind her.

Qi Yang's mind went blank for a moment, and he could easily understand that he seemed to have stumbled into some kind of illusion.

In the original story, Ji Chuyi instigated the original owner to go to the Forbidden Library. She always thought it was a coincidence, but in the current state, Ji Chuyi is clearly being controlled by something.

Qi Yang didn't have time to think and quickly caught up. This time, she went straight in front of Ji Chuyi, put her hand on his shoulder, and gave him a hard push. "Brother Chuyi, wake up!"

Ji Chuyi did not respond to her.

He merely tilted his head slightly, his movements somewhat stiff, his gaze passing over her and looking directly towards the forbidden book section. Then he walked past Qi Yang and continued forward.

Qi Yang felt a tightness in his chest. Without thinking too much, he formed a hand seal with his other hand and cast a calming spell into the space between his eyebrows.

She learned this from Pei Qingyun a few days ago, originally thinking it was just for fun, but she never expected to actually use it now.

The light of the Heart-Cleansing Mantra entered Ji Chuyi's brow, and he trembled violently as if he had been burned. The black mist in his pupils churned violently, and his lips moved, squeezing out a very soft sound from his throat, "...Go."

The girl's eyes lit up. "First-year middle school student?"

Ji Chuyi seemed to regain his clarity for a moment, but the next second, the layer of black mist pressed down again, and his expression became empty again, even more somber than before.

He suddenly raised his hand, and a surge of demonic energy erupted from his palm, unexpectedly blasting the girl in front of him away.

...

The library was nearly empty at midday, with only a few disciples inside. The attendant disciples stood behind the counter, some of them drowsy.

Suddenly, he heard a muffled thud inside, followed by the crash of a bookshelf collapsing. He was startled awake, his face changed, and he dropped the bamboo tube in his hand and ran inside.

After walking past several rows of bookshelves, the disciple found nothing. Just as he was wondering what was going on, he sensed something unusual behind him.

He whirled around, only to see faint demonic energy emanating from the forbidden book area behind him. The deacon's breath hitched. "Damn it!"

He turned and ran outside, wanting to find someone to report it.

But as soon as he stepped outside, he bumped into a tall figure. Upon seeing the person's face, the disciple stopped abruptly, slightly out of breath, "Senior Brother Pei, something's happened!"

Pei Qingyun frowned. "What's wrong?"

"There... demonic energy has invaded the Forbidden Library." The disciple, after catching his breath, pointed inside.

The young man's face turned cold. "Go and report this to the elder."

After saying that, he picked up his sword and walked inside alone.

"Yes!" The disciple in charge's heart was still pounding. "Senior Brother Pei, please be careful in everything you do."

The people inside didn't have time to reply to him; the young man's steps were hurried and disordered, lacking any of his usual composure.

As expected, just as the disciple in charge had said, Pei Qingyun felt a clear demonic aura as soon as he entered the library.

He frowned, gripped the hilt of his sword, and lowered his voice, saying, "Zhaoxue, help me find her."

Upon hearing her master's instruction, Zhao Xue instantly flew into the air, the light from her longsword shooting towards a certain direction.

The next moment, Pei Qingyun's surroundings changed. The sky darkened and became particularly oppressive.

Upon entering the illusion, Pei Qingyun saw the scene before him clearly.

The girl lay on the ground, her skirt and hair ribbon scattered everywhere. She held the sword tightly in her hand, watching as the boy in front of her was enveloped by a thick black aura, yet she couldn't bear to stab him with her sword.

The young man's face turned completely cold.

Qi Yang propped herself up on her elbows and sat up. Ji Chuyi in front of her was completely out of her mind and wanted to pounce on her again. This time, she did not hesitate and immediately raised the sword.

But before the longsword could touch Ji Chuyi's body, a shadow flashed before her eyes, and someone blocked her behind them.

Qi Yang was slightly taken aback. "Senior Brother Pei?"

Pei Qingyun withdrew his strength, slashed horizontally with his longsword, and the black energy instantly emitted a silent shriek before shrinking back into Ji Chuyi's body.

Taking advantage of the moment, the young man scooped Qi Yang up from the ground and held her in his arms. Her body was limp, clearly indicating that she had just gone through a fierce battle, and there was a little blood on her fair chin.

Pei Qingyun's gaze stopped there, and he noticed that the blood was seeping from her mouth.

His expression wasn't good, and Qi Yang immediately saw what he was thinking. "Senior Brother Pei, I'm fine, it's just a minor injury."

"You should take a look at Chu Yi. He seems to be possessed by something and keeps trying to enter the Forbidden Book Pavilion."

The young man's jaw twitched, suppressing the violence in his heart. He reached out and set up a protective barrier in front of Qi Yang, making sure that the light barrier firmly covered her before turning around with his sword.

"Shining on the snow."

The longsword hummed and immediately hovered beside him. The young man stepped forward and grasped the hilt.

Ji Chuyi was like a puppet on strings, his movements stiff and strange. Black energy slowly seeped out from his seven orifices, and Pei Qingyun's sword light was reflected in his empty eyes, but he showed no fear. It was clear that he was completely controlled.

The two started fighting.

Both Ji Chuyi and Pei Qingyun, who were being manipulated, were able to exchange a few blows, but they were still at a disadvantage.

Qi Yang felt a tightness in her chest as she watched. No matter which of these two people got hurt, it was not the outcome she wanted to see.

Not long after, seemingly realizing that it had no chance of winning against Pei Qingyun, the black energy simply exploded from Ji Chuyi's body, no longer clinging to him, but turning into several thick plumes of smoke that surged toward Qi Yang and crashed into the barrier in front of her, causing the light screen to instantly break free of its spiderweb-like fine lines.

Pei Qingyun's pupils shrank suddenly, and he turned around abruptly, slashing away the black mist with his sword.

But the moment he turned around, all the remaining black energy surged toward the cracked seal in the forbidden book area, like an invisible hand tearing at the already crumbling remnants of the seal.

Soon, the seal shattered completely.

A pitch-black vortex hung in the sky, devouring everything around it.

Qi Yang clung tightly to the pillar to avoid being pulled in by the suction. Her knuckles turned white from the force, and she vaguely opened her eyes to look ahead. She saw that Ji Chuyi, who was unconscious, was being pulled into the vortex when the young man grabbed her.

Seeing that the two of them were about to be swallowed up, Qi Yang did not hesitate at all, took a step and pounced towards Pei Qingyun.

"Senior Brother Pei!"

She grabbed their wrists, trying to use the force to pull them all back, but the vortex seemed to sense their attempt to escape and instantly expanded outwards.

This time, the three of them were pulled by that force and were completely caught off guard.

In a dizzying moment, Qi Yang felt someone tightly embrace her and protect her, surrounded by familiar spiritual energy.

"Don't let go," he said.

The next moment, darkness completely engulfed them.

*

Qi Yang didn't know how long they had been falling, she only remembered that Pei Qingyun's arm was always wrapped around her waist, the force so tight it felt like he wanted to knead her into his bones.

The wind howled in her ears, and several times she could feel warm liquid splashing on her neck, but when she tried to lift her head, she was pressed down hard.

"Don't look, Yangyang, don't look at me."

Once she could feel her body again, Qi Yang fell into a deep sleep.

When she regained consciousness, she tentatively opened her eyes. The surroundings were exceptionally dark. She landed beside a stream, but the flowers, plants, and trees around her seemed withered, exuding a faint black aura.

It's obvious at a glance that this isn't a good place.

Qi Yang didn't know where she was. She got up and looked around, but couldn't find Pei Qingyun and Ji Chuyi.

She walked a few steps downstream along the stream, then couldn't help but find the system and ask, "System, where the hell am I?"

The system, forcibly awakened, immediately appeared and scanned the data: 【...Wait, I was only gone for a short while, how did you end up in the Demon Realm?】

Qi Yang: [?]

What the heck?

She simply fell into the Forbidden Book Pavilion and ended up directly in the Demon Realm?

Does that mean the Forbidden Library leads to the Demon Realm?

Qi Yang remained silent for a long while: [Where in the Demon Realm am I?]

[Let me check.] The system checked for a few seconds. [Host, the place you are currently in is called the Northern Abyss of the Demon Realm.]

[…] Qi Yang's slightly bent body immediately straightened: [What, Bei Yuan?]

【The Northern Abyss of the Demon Realm.】

What's the difference between this and bringing a pillow when you're sleepy?

Isn't the Cold Marrow Ganoderma that Qi Yang has been looking for right here?

If it weren't for the fact that Senior Brother Pei and Brother Chu Yi were still missing, Qi Yang would have loved to jump up and down a few times to express her feelings.

Just then, a faint sound came from behind.

Qi Yang immediately turned around, her little face showing some wariness.

They were so happy that they forgot they were still in the Demon Realm.

Qi Yang cautiously walked towards the place where the sound had come from, her fingers still tightly gripping the sword, ready to strike down anything that rushed out.

But as she walked in quietly, the faint sound grew louder and louder. Qi Yang mustered her courage and leaned closer, and saw a piece of blue fabric.

She paused slightly, then immediately parted the bushes.

In the grass, Pei Qingyun was still unconscious, his face pale, his brows slightly furrowed, and the front and shoulders of his sword robe were soaked with dark red bloodstains.

"Senior Brother Pei," she called out involuntarily, her voice filled with pity.

"Squeak—" It was that same sound again.

Qi Yang composed herself and looked over. It turned out that the voice had come from a black magical beast.

It appeared to be of low cultivation level, and as it moved closer to the man, it seemed to be contemplating how to make its move.

The girl gritted her teeth and handed over the longsword. "Get out of my way!"

The monster was so frightened by the sharp sword wind that its hair stood on end, and it instantly fled on its four claws.

Qi Yang snorted coldly, sheathed his longsword, and then focused on checking Pei Qingyun's injuries.

He was seriously injured, but when he was sucked into the vortex, he shielded Qi Yang in his arms and was unharmed himself.

The girl touched Pei Qingyun's body, remembering that her senior brother Pei often carried extra pills with him, which might be able to heal his injuries. Sure enough, Qi Yang soon found a storage bag on him.

Qi Yang opened the storage bag, carefully examining each pill. She was an expert in herbs and had a natural talent for this, quickly finding the hemostatic pill and the vital energy-restoring pill. She stuffed them all into the young man's mouth.

The wounds caused by the demonic energy healed very slowly, so Qi Yang had to use folk methods to treat Pei Qingyun's external injuries.

After doing all this, a thin layer of sweat had formed on her forehead.

Pei Qingyun's breathing was still weak, but it was a little more stable than before.

Qi Yang breathed a sigh of relief. While Pei Qingyun was unconscious, she searched the surroundings for most of the hour but still couldn't find Ji Chuyi.

She had no choice but to give up and go back along the path. When she got to the spot where she had been lying, the place where Pei Qingyun had been lying was empty.

The girl was startled and instinctively looked for him, but when she looked up, she saw the young man leaning against the tree opposite her.

"Senior Brother Pei, you're awake!" Qi Yang was overjoyed.

Pei Qingyun's gaze lingered on her face for a moment. "Junior Sister."

The girl immediately ran over and heard him ask, "Are you hurt?"

Qi Yang quickly shook her head, "Senior Brother Pei, I'm not injured at all. It's you who's bleeding in several places."

Pei Qingyun didn't answer, but changed the subject: "How long did I sleep?"

"It took you an hour to wake up after I did." Qi Yang squatted down beside him, her voice a little downcast. The young man took the opportunity to put his arm around her and began to check her over. He only breathed a sigh of relief when he confirmed that she was not injured, just as she had said.

"I can't find Chu Yi. It seems like we're the only two people here. I don't know where Chu Yi fell."

"No need to look anymore," Pei Qingyun said weakly. "I couldn't sense his presence."