Quick Transmigration: The Supporting Character Just Wants to Die a Natural Death

Yao Feiran showed a disdainful look, and Lin Yiyan's eyes narrowed with displeasure: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, I just wanted to kill you."

A cold glint appeared instantly, and the sound of metal being drawn from its sheath was sharp and hollow. After sensing the killing intent, Lin Yiyan hurriedly leaned back, his black true energy resisting the sword energy. The silk was torn apart, and the sword energy penetrated deep into the flesh and bone.

"ah--"

Lin Yiyan's stomach and arms were covered in dense sword energy. In just a short while, his whole body was covered in blood. He looked at Yao Feiran in shock.

Sensing the danger emanating from his opponent's formidable strength, Lin Yiyan retreated a few steps. The strings of the Flowing Cloud Zither transformed into wisps of silver threads in the air, blocking his path.

Yao Feiran did not chase after him. The other party was at the pinnacle of cultivation, and it would be quite difficult to catch him.

The Flowing Cloud Zither's defenses are quite formidable, which explains why Yu Fengyuan so vehemently hates the other party for stealing it.

Yao Feiran bought a carriage and went directly to Pillow Moon Manor.

This time, she swaggered in, opened the secret room, and found that the jewelry inside had not been taken away. Yao Feiran carried it all back to the carriage.

When they arrived at the carriage, Yao Feiran waited for a whole day and night.

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Late at night, a group of men in black sneaked into the manor and ran towards Yao Feiran's carriage.

The carriage curtains fluttered, and a heavy, metallic clang shattered the silence. In an instant, all the men in black fell to the ground, the air thick with the stench of blood. One of them stared at Yao Feiran in terror.

"Who sent you?"

"The King is... the King of Ding."

The last person had a line of blood on his neck, then collapsed and stopped breathing.

"Prince Ding".

His name is unknown. It is said that twenty years ago, there was a great upheaval in the harem, and the prince was lost among the common people. After being recognized and brought back, he was given the title of Prince Ding.

It seems I'll have to make a trip to the capital.

This time, Yao Feiran entered the capital city using the identity of Lin Xiaoya.

This place is not much different from six years ago, but the soldiers guarding the city seem to be martial arts masters. It seems that the martial arts world has been in chaos recently, which has made the imperial court vigilant.

Yao Feiran sat in the teahouse and inquired about various things in the capital.

Basically, the story revolves around Yao Ruohuan. Shen Qiumei stopped treating patients due to a hand injury, and Yao Ruohuan became her successor.

Her medical skills were superb; she saved Prince Ding, the heir of the Wei State, the Empress, and later all sorts of powerful and influential people—the list goes on and on.

Moreover, both the Prince of Ding and the heir of the Duke of Wei wanted to marry her.

Yao Feiran narrowed her eyes slightly. It was very likely that Prince Ding was related to the destruction of the Yao family, and that Yao Ruohuan had a romantic entanglement with him.

Indeed, the death of the whole family was just part of the trials that love went through. In the end, hatred was resolved, and love is invincible.

That night, Yao Feiran sneaked into the Prince Ding's residence, where the Prince Ding was standing in the courtyard.

Yao Feiran looked at the other person with surprise in her eyes. It was actually the male lead's luck. The murderer was most likely related to him, and was even an acquaintance.

As expected, he offered himself to avenge the massacre of his entire family.

"Yao Hanjin, it's actually you."

Yao Hanjin's eyes were cold and indifferent. He lowered his gaze and looked sideways, with a hint of nonchalance at the corner of his lips.

It's as if they're looking at an ant.

"Yao Feiran, you used to have such poor aptitude, but you've become much stronger in just a few years."

"Yes, if I had known that Father had adopted an ingrate, I should have drowned you. You heartless wretch."

Yao Feiran drew her sword, stopped, and quickly brought it down, leaving a large gash in Yao Hanjin's arm from which blood gushed out. Yao Feiran did not linger and turned to leave.

A leaf fell where they left, and was instantly crushed into powder.

Several hours later, Yao Feiran finally shook off the people behind her.

As expected of the male protagonist, he has the protection of a grandmaster-level expert, so we'll have to wait a bit longer before we can kill him.

But when will this cycle of revenge end? Killing him would probably offend the entire royal family and bring down his father, grandfather, and ancestors.

It seems that we still need to overthrow the entire Yuan Dynasty.

This is quite a large project.

Prince Ding's Mansion.

When Yao Hanjin saw the sword wound on his arm, which revealed the bone, his expression hardened, and his face finally changed.

"In such a short time, she has actually reached the first-class realm, and I couldn't even block a single sword strike!"

Li Fei walked over: "Your Highness, Yao Feiran has already left."

"Uncle Fei, you're already a grandmaster, and you still couldn't catch her?"

"She's not far from reaching the pinnacle, Your Highness. You shouldn't have left any survivors when you wiped out her family."

"Those good-for-nothings, I only spared Ruohuan's life, but Yao Feiran somehow survived as well." Yao Hanjin's brows furrowed with ruthlessness: "And that good-for-nothing even dared to compete with me for Ruohuan."

Li Fei remained silent, but the restlessness in his heart lingered.

He always felt that Yao Feiran would be the biggest variable.

.......

Yao Feiran roughly understood that Pillow Moon Manor was just cannon fodder, a pawn used to stir up trouble in the martial arts world.

Yao Feiran went to see Qingzhu on the way.

She is now married to a blacksmith and seems to be doing quite well.

Qingzhu saw a beautiful woman dressed in black, holding a sword. She immediately recognized her as Yao Feiran, and her voice trembled with excitement.

"Miss, have you come to see me?"

"How did you recognize me after all these years?"

"The young lady's eyes are very special."

Yao Feiran was silent for a moment before saying, "I just came to see if the Ling family has kept their promise. Back then, when I abandoned you, I wasn't sure if you could have gotten away unscathed."

"Miss is already very kind. Although we have only known each other for a short time, Miss has never made things difficult for me. She even defied the Duchess for my sake. If I were to die, it would not be Miss's fault, but rather the Ling family's breach of promise."

Yao Feiran smiled. To be honest, in all the years she had lived in this world, the only person she had a close relationship with and who also had a normal personality was Qingzhu.

"I'm leaving now. I'm relieved to see you're doing well. Don't tell anyone I was here."

Qingzhu bowed deeply and said, "I wish you a safe journey, Miss."

Yao Feiran had no intention of chatting with her, and the two probably wouldn't have any further contact in the future.

Just as we left the village, a horse-drawn carriage stopped in front of us.

A woman wearing a yellow goose-patterned ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) came down, and Yao Feiran recognized her as Yao Ruohuan.

Over the years, she has become even more beautiful, looking radiant and charming, no wonder both men wanted to marry her.

"Sister, are you leaving again?"

"From now on, don't call me 'sister' anymore. Actually, our relationship isn't that good."

Yao Ruohuan looked sad: "What happened back then was a misunderstanding. I failed to notice your situation and caused you to suffer neglect. Mother has always hoped that we would help each other instead of becoming strangers. Moreover, Mother and Aunt have a deep relationship, and Mother would not want you and Aunt to have any rifts."

"You're really ridiculous," Yao Feiran sneered. "You dragged your mother into this, trying to prove you're right? I'm not your supporter, and these hypocritical words are useless to me. All I see is your desire for me to compromise."

"I feel disgusted just looking at you, get lost!"

Without hesitation, Yao Feiran drew her sword and slashed down. The sword energy seemed to penetrate a sponge, dissipating most of its force before reaching Yao Ruohuan. Yao Ruohuan had never practiced martial arts, but the remaining force was enough to seriously injure her.

A sharp pain shot through her chest, and Yao Ruohuan collapsed, her face deathly pale, seemingly in disbelief.

Her sister, with whom she depended on each other for survival, actually wanted to kill her.

"You dare—"