Chapter 6: Then Don’t Blame Me for Being Merciless

During the past few days in the space.

Every morning, Song Kexing would drink spiritual spring water.

Because her body was too weak, on the first day, she could only take a single sip.

Gradually, she increased the amount, and by the sixth day, she was able to drink a full cup.

All the internal injuries and meridian damage in Song Kexing’s body were completely healed, and the wounds on her face had almost disappeared.

On the last day—

Song Kexing filled the entire bathtub with spiritual spring water.

She was going to begin her cleansing and marrow-washing!

The process went much more smoothly than expected.

Song Kexing lay quietly in the bathtub as the spiritual spring water enveloped her body, gradually heating her up.

A tingling, aching sensation ran through her body and lasted for an entire hour.

Once the aching subsided, a powerful warm current surged through her body, charging through her meridians.

In less than half an hour, a loud boom echoed inside her.

Song Kexing suddenly felt a heightened clarity.

Her eyes and ears became extraordinarily sharp, as if everything around her was within her grasp.

【Congratulations, Big Boss! You’ve successfully undergone cleansing and marrow-washing! Look, you’ve become so beautiful!】
Maruko happily flew over, its eyes turning into sparkling stars.

Just as Song Kexing smiled and was about to get up, she caught a whiff of a terrible stench.

Looking down, the bathtub was full of black, sticky, filthy sludge.

Ugh! Song Kexing almost threw up from the smell.

Every day after drinking spiritual spring water, she would go to the bathroom to flush out the toxins from her body.

She had thought the detoxification was nearly complete, but she didn’t expect so many impurities to still remain.

The legendary cleansing and marrow-washing technique was truly incredible!

Worried that there were still stains on her, Song Kexing stepped under the showerhead and scrubbed herself thoroughly from head to toe.

Twenty minutes later, a stunning silhouette emerged from the bathroom.

The girl’s figure was graceful, her skin as pale as snow, and her steps as light as the wind.

Staring at herself in the mirror, Song Kexing’s gaze showed a bit of surprise.

She hadn’t paid much attention to the original host’s appearance due to the disfigurement.

She hadn’t expected the original host to look exactly like her.

…Same name, same surname, same age, and identical looks.

Song Kexing almost guessed a possibility.

Just as she thought this, Maruko’s voice rang in her mind:

【That’s right, Big Boss. The original host was another version of you in a parallel timeline. But due to different birth circumstances, it created different personalities between you two.】

Song Kexing raised a brow:
【So that’s the real reason I transmigrated into her body, isn’t it?】

Maruko:
【Yes. The original host was too timid and constrained by too many things. She couldn’t live the life she wanted on her own—so she had to entrust it to you~】

Song Kexing’s eyes sparkled:
【Mm. I will fulfill her wish.】

From this moment on, the original host was her, and she was the original host.

They had become one, and together they would pursue a better future.

Gotta admit, the beautifying effects of spiritual spring water were amazing.

In the modern world, Song Kexing’s looks were already delicate and refined—comparable to top celebrities.

If full marks were 10, she could score an 8 easily.

The original host, due to years of suppression, mental distress, and lack of nutrition in this era, would only score around 7.

But after drinking spiritual spring water for several days and undergoing cleansing and marrow-washing…

This body’s appearance had reached perfection.

Beautiful brows and eyes, snow-white skin, fiery red lips, a curvaceous figure—stunning and irresistibly seductive.

An absolute high-definition beauty with intense features.

Of course… if you ignored that chopped-off, dog-bitten-looking short haircut.

Another name was added to her revenge notebook.

Song Kexing let out a cold snort.

The bastard who cut her hair—just you wait!

There was also a huge surprise from this marrow-washing.

Her height had grown by 5 centimeters.

Originally only 160 cm, she was now 165—pretty satisfying.

Besides her upgraded looks and figure, her physical strength and agility had improved significantly.

Song Kexing even ran a few tests.

Ran for an hour, did 50 sets of back pulls, 100 sit-ups, 100 push-ups, and boxed for another hour.

After all that, she only sweated a little and didn’t feel tired at all.

Her strength seemed to have increased as well—she could lift 500 pounds with one hand.

Combined with her boxing skills, she could now take on ten grown men alone without breaking a sweat.

Now that she had the ability to protect herself, her revenge would come much faster.

After seven days of conditioning in the space, she was back at full health—time to wreak havoc!

Song Kexing put on her previously tattered clothes, painted her face with a dull and exhausted makeup look, and added a fake red swollen mark on her forehead.

Then she pulled out a terrifying “slit-mouthed woman” scar sticker from the toolset and placed it on the right corner of her mouth.

Honestly, it looked pretty realistic.

As long as no one touched it, they wouldn’t know it was fake.

Finally, she smeared some fake blood on her forehead, mouth corner, hands, and body.

Soon, a blood-covered, disfigured, sinister-looking girl appeared in the mirror.

Once everything was ready, Song Kexing exited the space.

She glanced at her watch—only two seconds had passed outside.

She was still in the messy living room, surrounded by shattered debris.

【Maruko, stay in the house and wander around a bit. Check on what that scumbag father and stepmother are doing in the basement. I’m heading out for a bit.】

The little guy was obedient and sensible—though quite chatty.

For what was coming next, Song Kexing didn’t want to be interrupted.

【Okay, be safe! Go quickly and come back quickly!】

Maruko didn’t know what she was up to, but it chose to trust her.

Song Kexing patted its tiny head and turned to leave the Song household.

Not long after stepping out, she ran into a sharp-faced middle-aged woman on the road.

The woman jumped in fright upon seeing her terrifying appearance.

But once she recognized who it was, she started sneering sarcastically:

“Well, well, if it isn’t the eldest daughter of the Song family. What happened? Got beaten up? Did you get caught doing something shady?”

This was Aunt Zhang—sharp-tongued and notorious for gossiping in the neighborhood.

She had a grudge against the original host.

Her son had pursued the original host before, but got rejected. When Aunt Zhang found out, she exploded.

In her eyes, her son was the most outstanding and capable man in the world.

It was always him who dumped others—not the other way around!

So she cursed out the original host like a madwoman.

The original host, being timid and self-conscious, couldn’t argue back and could only endure with silent tears.

Seeing how weak she was, Aunt Zhang became more arrogant.

Every time they crossed paths, she would point at her and call her a vixen, accusing her of seducing men.

Now that she saw her so disheveled, Aunt Zhang mocked even harder:

“Look at that—clothes torn and everything. Got caught cheating and got beaten, huh?”

Originally, Song Kexing had her head lowered, expressionless.

But after hearing that—

She looked up, a bloodthirsty glint flashing in her eyes.

“I was just wondering who to start with…

Since you came to me yourself, don’t blame me for being merciless.”