After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

Almost all eyes in the hall were on Shi Yan, and Shi Yan slowly stopped teasing Hua Xiangrong beside him.

She flashed a bright smile... but to Ming Zhongqing and Ming Zhongle it looked like a malicious grin. "Why are you all looking at me like that?"

"It's not like I'm getting married."

"Let's go see the bride."

Bai Xiaoxiao looked at Shi Yan, her shoulders trembling slightly.

Within her heart, her natal spirit was struggling frantically.

She had never met the girl before, but... from the very first moment she saw her, she felt a deep-seated fear of her.

I want to escape... but whenever I think of that, my body goes limp as if it's broken.

Cold sweat involuntarily seeped out from my back, soaking through my clothes.

Hate, hate, hate... A frantic wave of malice spread through the depths of her heart. Yet, she couldn't muster even the slightest thought of resistance. Just thinking of that girl's smile made her legs tremble and her limbs go weak.

It seems... all it takes is for her to reach out her hand.

I would put my chin on her hand, no matter how low she put her hand or how embarrassing the pose I had to make.

Just one word from her.

Even if she gave up all hope for the future and everything else, she would 'willingly' become a weapon for her revenge, and dare not resist.

Bai Xiaoxiao herself didn't understand why.

Her younger sister almost sacrificed everything, even her life, to help her reshape her physical destiny.

When the "Sword Tomb" opened, she was successfully sent away.

But... it seems I've let my sister down.

With just a glance, she became someone else's 'plaything'.

Even Bai Xiaoxiao herself didn't understand.

After leaving the "Sword Tomb", every time I close my eyes, the image of that girl, the shadow of that girl, appears before my eyes.

She always falls into nightmares—

The girl forcefully pressed herself against an invisible, transparent wall, then rested her chin on her shoulder, forcing herself to look...

On the other side of the curtain wall was Ming Zhongqing, who was very kind to her.

It was Ming Zhongle, with whom she was engaged.

It was... a huge white fox lying there.

Bai Xiaoxiao could only clench her teeth tightly, purse her lips, and suppress her sobs.

But deep down... I felt a sense of pleasure.

Every time I wake up from a nightmare, my whole body feels like it's soaked in cold sweat.

Through the bright red silk, her small, white eyes were filled with tears.

It was clearly... clearly my own wedding.

She was the one who told me to do this, but now she's ignoring me and not giving me any further instructions, leaving me to become the target of everyone's criticism.

“Sister-in-law…!” Ming Zhongqing gently tugged at Bai Xiaoxiao’s red sleeve.

She didn't understand at all.

My sister-in-law and that scoundrel Shi Yan, they probably only met once.

What is the purpose of this current action?

Ming Zhongle clenched his fists tightly.

No one can tolerate this humiliation.

Especially... at his own wedding, his new wife seemed to be flirting with his mortal enemy, as if they were having an affair.

This blocked the entire wedding ceremony.

Shi Yan pinched Hua Xiangrong's little face again, signaling the girl to wait for him.

She suddenly stood up.

"Ah...I understand." Shi Yan walked towards Ming Zhongle. "On such a joyous day, I haven't given a gift yet."

"Master's words!!!" Ming Zhongqing wanted to step forward.

Beside the offering table, the head of the Ming family and the old man both gripped the handrail tightly.

Logically, at this point, they should have kicked Shi Yan out and then continued with the wedding ceremony.

However... Shi Yan is, after all, the heir of the Shi family.

They were also curious to see what kind of trouble Shi Yan and Bai Xiaoxiao could cause.

Of course, the most crucial thing is... they could feel a force locking onto them, forcibly pressing them into their chairs.

Shi Yan took out a black gift box from his storage ring.

It doesn't look like a gift for a wedding; it looks more like a gift for a funeral.

In front of Ming Zhongle, Shi Yan opened the box.

Inside was an exquisite red collar with a long chain attached.

Ming Zhongle's knuckles cracked as he clenched his fists. He looked pleadingly at his father and the old man of the Ming family, both of whom sat there motionless, their faces ashen.

Ming Zhongle then looked at Ming Zhongqing.

Ming Zhongqing rushed forward, trying to pull Shi Yan away, "Shi Yan..."

She pleaded almost tearfully, "You promised me... please stop messing around."

"What nonsense have I been talking about?" Shi Yan casually pulled Ming Zhongqing into her arms. "This is a proper gift."

"A defensive magic weapon that even Nascent Soul cultivators can use."

"If you don't believe me, go ask your sister-in-law... whether she likes it or not."

Ming Zhongle was trembling all over. He couldn't understand why Shi Yan would humiliate him again and again when he had already suffered so much.

He looked at Bai Xiaoxiao.

Bai Xiaoxiao, dressed in red, trembled uncontrollably, her shoulders shaking. She even felt that her legs were so weak that she could no longer stand.

Beneath the red silk, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears, and her brows and eyes seemed to be angry.

Her soft, red lips parted slightly...

"like..."

She didn't really understand, she really didn't understand.

Why did I develop such strange feelings and fear towards that girl?

It's almost like...a destiny ordained by heaven—

She didn't understand either.

Why would that girl do this to herself?

But she understood one thing: by doing this today, she would forever have humiliation written on her label.

In the eyes of others... she might not be much better off than those fallen women in the brothel.

But... she still agreed, almost in tears.

The moment the words left her mouth, Bai Xiaoxiao felt a huge weight lifted off her shoulders.

A certain emotion that had been building up in my chest slowly poured out.

"Wear it if you like." Shi Yan unfolded the collar, and Bai Xiaoxiao, who had been standing there stiffly, slowly bent down and offered her slender, snow-white neck to Shi Yan.

Click—

A crisp sound.

Master Yan gripped the chains.

She looked at Ming Zhongle in front of her with a radiant smile.

Part 115 Do you know? I want you dead. [Third update, please vote!]

clang-

The sound of the chains rattling struck Ming Zhongle's heart.

His face had become so withered that it looked like paper.

Is it humiliating?

of course.

How could it not be humiliating?

Seeing Bai Xiaoxiao, who was always so elegant and refined in front of him... bowing and scraping before Shi Yan, bending over and revealing such a pathetic appearance, and offering her neck to his hands to be squeezed.

A feeling of malice... tyranny... resentment surged up to my head in an instant.

"You bitch, you bitch, you bitch!!!" Ming Zhongle gritted his teeth. Ever since he came out of the "Sword Tomb," he had been so eager to please her and pamper her.

Whatever she wants, the entire Ming family will do everything in their power to get it for her.

Even when he tries to hold her hand, he acts shy and quickly pulls it back, let alone take her body.

She politely declines any attempts to get close to her skin.

and then?

Ming Zhongle watched Bai Xiaoxiao's retreating figure.

The woman rested her hands on her knees, her red brocade skirt clinging to her body, highlighting her slender and shapely waist.

But... she wasn't facing herself.

She didn't turn her head to look at me with that shy expression.