Chapter 217

Xie Chuxue spread his hands and smiled at Ye Qiao, “There is, of course. Every story has a twist.”

“Like the existence of a savior in the story?”

Ye Qiao had a bad feeling. She reflexively leaned back against the bookshelf, hiding behind an old book to avoid Xie Chuxue’s gaze.

Xie Chuxue: Stare~

Ye Qiao dodged.

She wasn’t a fool; she understood the story now.

It wasn’t earth-shattering, but it was startling to hear it from Xie Chuxue. She didn’t belong here, but she’d adapted. Xie Chuxue made her feel like her true origins were transparent to him.

It was very uncomfortable.

The two of them dodged and evaded, which immediately raised suspicions. Xue Yu squinted his eyes and suddenly asked, “Master Junior Uncle, does the story you told have something to do with us?”

Xie Chuxue stopped staring at Ye Qiao and turned to look at Xue Yu. “Oh, I didn’t expect it, but it seems there are some smart people in our Changming Sect after all.”

His tone, intentionally raised, sounded more sarcastic than complimentary. Xue Yu looked innocent, not understanding how he had offended Master Junior Uncle again.

Though Xie Chuxue’s tone was sarcastic, he didn’t deny that the story was referring to the Changming Sect. Ye Qiao felt a sinking feeling in her heart. So what role did Xie Chuxue play in the story?

She didn’t remember Xie Chuxue being mentioned in the novel.

Rebirth?

Ye Qiao still felt something was off. If Xie Chuxue were reborn, he wouldn’t have this attitude. He seemed to be indifferent the entire time, otherwise, Ye Qiao wouldn’t just now realize something was wrong with Xie Chuxue.

If he was reborn, would he have done nothing while watching the personal disciples of Changming Sect almost all perish? Ye Qiao could feel that Xie Chuxue actually liked them.

Xie Chuxue didn’t want to play the guessing game any longer. Seeing the doubt in Ye Qiao’s eyes, he spread his hands slightly, “Listen to me and let me continue. Don’t interrupt.”

“The four personal disciples in the sect, oh no, five, one joined halfway and was an inner disciple. Maybe because of insufficient talent, he barely escaped, only those four died.”

“Technically, it was just a few personal disciples dying. Although it had a big impact on the cultivation world, it wasn’t that significant.”

“Until later, the Demon Sovereign, Demon King, Ghost King, and the future inheritors of the righteous path were all bewitched because of a woman, causing chaos out of jealousy. Some even tried to destroy the world.”

“In such a situation, not only was the cultivation world in chaos, but it also greatly affected the Heavenly Dao.”

Ye Qiao’s mouth twitched. A woman? She probably knew who the protagonist was now, Yun Que.

The instigator for whom a group of powerful figures vied in jealousy.

But was it that exaggerated? Ye Qiao hadn’t expected it. She remembered reading the novel only in a cursory manner, and the ending was Ye Qinghan overcoming many obstacles to finally win the beauty.

“Destroy the world?” One sentence stunned them. Zhou Xingyun muttered softly, “Why didn’t the Heavenly Dao strike these people down?”

Ming Xuan: “Tsk, maybe they were just a bunch of pure idiots?”

Xie Chuxue sneered, “Who knows? Except for a few elders and sect leaders who escaped unscathed due to their old age, everyone else was bewitched, even Ye Qinghan.”

Yes, Xie Chuxue was also not exempt. He too was controlled by the rules of the book. But perhaps his role was not important; he only played a silent admirer, preventing the total destruction of Changming Sect.

“Master Junior Uncle,” Mu Chongxi sighed, “who is the protagonist of your story?”

The more he listened, the more familiar it sounded.

“Yueqing Sect, Yun Que.”

Xie Chuxue didn’t plan to hide anything from them. He explained his understanding to everyone, “You can think of this world as a storybook, and the contents of the book dictate the future path. There are rules set, making everyone follow the storyline.”

“Until the Heavenly Dao noticed something was wrong and tried to intervene by restarting the chaotic world.”

“Within the rules, the Heavenly Dao cannot interfere with anything in the cultivation world, so it found me and gave me the memory before the chaos, like a character in the story gaining memory?”

Xie Chuxue lowered his eyes, his voice slow and gentle, “Next, the Heavenly Dao restarted the world, asking me to stop Yun Que from harming the cultivation world. I tried to intervene many times.”

“But every time I intervened, it would always ‘coincidentally’ return to the original track.”

Obviously, he couldn’t interfere either.

Compared to Xie Chuxue’s story, Xue Yu blinked, more interested in their own endings in the story. He couldn’t help but ask, “Master Junior Uncle, why did I die? And how did I die?”

For the greater good? That might be acceptable.

After all, as a personal disciple, he was always ready for martyrdom.

The cultivation world was full of strange occurrences, including soul revival. Xie Chuxue’s suspected past life memory wasn’t too hard to believe.

“You?” Xie Chuxue’s mood was complex at first, but when this was mentioned, his tone changed as he looked at Xue Yu. “You were very useful. No matter what kind of elixir Yun Que needed, you could find it and you did so without asking for anything in return, always silently following her and comforting her when she was sad.”

Xue Yu: “…”

“Ha.” He let out a short breath.

Strictly speaking, Xue Yu wasn’t particularly warm-hearted. His expression froze, not expecting to hear about this version of himself from Xie Chuxue.

Ming Xuan laughed at his misfortune, “Haha, isn’t that just a pure backup? Wow, you’re so pitiful, Xue Yu.”

Xie Chuxue looked at Ming Xuan leisurely, “Why are you laughing? You were even worse, directly becoming the young master of the demon clan.”

Ming Xuan: “…”

Xie Chuxue recalled and smiled, “You looked quite fitting in the role, though.”

Ming Xuan, with his beautiful appearance, looked even more striking in the black attire of the demon clan. Every time Xie Chuxue had to start over, seeing Ming Xuan’s face gave him a headache. Despite holding back, he couldn’t resist hitting him during training.

A righteous disciple turning into a demon, what a waste.

He continued to mock, “Dressed in black, every night you were so dark we couldn’t see you.”

“Hahahahahahaha—” This time, Mu Chongxi and Ye Qiao couldn’t hold back, laughing uncontrollably.

Zhou Xingyun, holding a little sister in one hand and a junior brother in the other, felt helpless.

If he let go, these two would fall to the ground laughing.

Mu Chongxi: “Hahaha, if you get rich, don’t forget us, Ming Xuan. Remember to bring us some demon clan specialties when you become the young master.”

The main thing was that Ye Qiao had read the novel in text form before. The demon clan’s attire was entirely black, and imagining it on Ming Xuan made her burst into laughter. “Hahaha, you were a direct disciple in the cultivation world and managed to become a young master in the demon world. That’s impressive, Second Senior Brother.”

Ming Xuan: “…”

“Stop laughing.” He reached out to pinch the two of them, trying to make them shut up.

For a moment, the scene turned chaotic.

Since Ye Qiao’s arrival, this group had always seemed cheerful and carefree, with none of them losing their composure even in the face of such a story.

This surprisingly calmed Xie Chuxue’s originally agitated mood.

He still felt somewhat helpless.

Such a serious topic had been nearly ruined by their antics.

After the commotion died down, Ming Xuan asked, “So is this why you’ve been picking on me all the time?”

Xie Chuxue: “Eh?” He smiled, “No, I’ve been picking on all of you equally.”

Even Ye Qiao didn’t get any special treatment from him.

Except for Zhou Xingyun, none of the four escaped Xie Chuxue’s torment.

Having talked about two of his nephews, the remaining two didn’t escape either. Xie Chuxue glanced at Mu Chongxi and Zhou Xingyun.

“Born with a sword bone, self-destructive Dao heart,” he said coldly. “And the other chose to commit suicide, just to ensure Yun Que’s happiness.”

To be honest, Xie Chuxue had never seen such unreasonable behavior. It was as if everyone’s intelligence vanished, all sacrificing for a woman. The first time he was reborn, his immediate reaction was to storm into Yueqing Sect and kill Yun Que without a second thought.

“Then because of my actions, the cultivation world lost a child of destiny, and the world reset again.”

Xie Chuxue initially didn’t believe in fate. He tried to design accidents to kill her, but it didn’t work.

The fate of the three realms seemed to rest on two people: one was Ye Qinghan, who was barely normal, but the other could disrupt the entire world.

Xie Chuxue tried to confine her to prevent her from causing trouble.

But no matter what he did, it was useless.

Not only was he desperate, but even the Heavenly Dao was quite helpless.

“It sounds so tragic,” Ye Qiao said flatly, not feeling much empathy. “So, Master Junior Uncle,” she asked, “can you tell me why I ended up here?”

Ye Qiao never belonged here, and she didn’t know where the poor original girl had been sent. Sometimes, she pondered this question herself.

Now, facing the culprit, Ye Qiao wanted to get to the bottom of it.

Xie Chuxue’s smile slightly froze, surprised that she was so direct and honest, even openly stating she didn’t belong here. Did she trust Zhou Xingyun and the others that much?

Seeing Ye Qiao genuinely unconcerned, Xie Chuxue raised his eyes slightly and continued softly, “After many resets, the Heavenly Dao was clearly very weak, unable to sustain another reset. To prevent Yun Que from causing more chaos, the Heavenly Dao forcibly brought in an outsider. As for the original girl from Yueqing Sect, she was sent to your world.”

In the modern world, Ye Qiao lived alone, was a corporate drone, but she had some savings. The girl sent over shouldn’t have too hard a time surviving and, at least, wouldn’t be stabbed through the heart there.

As for why the Heavenly Dao chose Ye Qiao, Xie Chuxue was also quite puzzled.

What special skills did she have?

After two consecutive competitions, he realized that this otherworldly guest was indeed surprising, full of unexpected talents.

After testing her with the teleportation array, Xie Chuxue was very satisfied with her.

“So, you did that teleportation array on purpose?” Ye Qiao realized, throwing a punch that carried the wind towards him.

Xie Chuxue: “Don’t hit the face!”

Ye Qiao’s punch slowed down slightly as it reached his face. Just as Xie Chuxue breathed a sigh of relief, she kicked him next. “Get lost, you scheming guy!”

She never expected Xie Chuxue to be involved.

He had hidden too well from the beginning.

Clearly, feeling guilty, Xie Chuxue didn’t even try to dodge. After being kicked and knocking over a bookshelf, he finally got up after a while. “I apologize. At that time, I couldn’t fully trust you.”

The young man sincerely apologized.

After kicking him to vent her anger, Ye Qiao calmed down. She thought, as a corporate drone just reading a novel while avoiding work, she wouldn’t be punished by being sent to the cultivation world.

Xie Chuxue sighed, “At that time, I just hoped someone could save those kids.”

In fact, he didn’t have much hope for Ye Qiao. He had tried to stop and kill Yun Que countless times.

But nothing changed; he was trapped in the cycle.

The rules always found ways to correct the chaos.

No matter what, he couldn’t escape the cycle. Xie Chuxue had already lost hope.

Until Ye Qiao appeared, changing the expected outcome.

He looked at her, his voice softening, “Xiao Qiao, thank you for coming.”

The four-member group was confused after hearing the latter part of the conversation. After piecing together their dialogue, the eldest brother spoke slowly, “So, Little sister isn’t from our world, and according to Master Junior Uncle, the savior in the story is also Little sister?”