"What are you doing? Let me go!!!"
Ye Chuxue's pupils trembled in terror, her face draining of color.
She shouted desperately, but still could not stop Song Wanníng's large palm from descending.
However, Song Wanníng was very precise. She released a thick, potent Taiji diagram onto Ye Chuxue's body.
The Taiji diagram flew out from her palm, completely enveloping Ye Chuxue.
"Ah—"
Ye Chuxue felt a tearing, heart-wrenching pain starting from her dantian. She watched helplessly as a gap formed in her dantian, her spiritual energy rapidly spilling out.
No—
Song Wanníng intended to cripple her.
No, no!
She had worked so hard cultivating, barely achieving what she had now. How could Song Wanníng erase it all so easily?
This was unfair!
Unfair!
"Song Wanníng, let me go, let me go! I am the child of the Heavenly Dao, let me go!"
She shouted in despair, her voice filled with sorrow and rage.
Song Wanníng hissed.
"Perfect timing. I'll see if you really are the child of the Heavenly Dao, hahaha—"
Her laughter was wild, laced with arrogant disdain. "What kind of Heavenly Dao child ends up this pathetic? I'm telling you, the Heavenly Dao has been slowly abandoning you.
Waiting for the right moment to find a better candidate, it will completely discard you, because you are a useless waste. When that happens, you'll end up like Bai Yang, abandoned without a trace, dying without a grave. Ha ha ha—"
Song Wanníng's laughter grew even more unrestrained.
Ye Chuxue was furious, anger overriding the pain she felt.
"Impossible! The Heavenly Dao would never abandon me!"
She was a transmigrator from another world. Others could not compare to her. How could the Heavenly Dao forsake her?
Song Wanníng was just scaring her.
Her stubbornness amused Song Wanníng.
"Is that so? Then let's make a bet and see if the Heavenly Dao helps you…"
Song Wanníng curled her lips, eyes shining with excitement.
"We'll see if the Heavenly Dao saves you or watches you be destroyed…"
She increased the flow of spiritual power.
In an instant, Ye Chuxue's dantian was shattered completely.
Countless spiritual energies poured out, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
"Pft—"
She immediately collapsed, all strength drained, falling into Song Wanníng's hand like a broken rag doll.
Song Wanníng threw her away carelessly and wiped her hand with disdain.
Looking at Ye Chuxue lying on the ground like a dead dog, her smile widened.
"I win."
Those three simple words crushed Ye Chuxue completely. Her dantian shattered, cultivation destroyed, and the Heavenly Dao had not helped her. It watched silently as she became a cripple.
What kind of Heavenly Dao child was this?
Had she truly been abandoned?
Fear surged through her heart.
All this time, her identity as a transmigrator had been her greatest support and confidence. She always believed her Luck was incredible, her status special, shining with the aura of a heroine. Even when hunted relentlessly, she held endless hope. She believed she would become stronger one day and make a triumphant comeback.
But now, she wavered.
Her long-held faith shook and threatened to collapse.
At the same time, uncontrollable resentment rose from deep inside her.
Why would the Heavenly Dao abandon her?
Why summon her only to hurt her so deeply?
A faint hatred rose in her heart, extending even to the Heavenly Dao itself.
Seeing the changes in her expression, Song Wanníng's smile grew even darker. This was just sowing discord, and she was just as good at it.
Ye Chuxue did not understand that though the Heavenly Dao controlled many things, it could not interfere in everything, or the world would be in chaos.
It had rules it must follow.
If life was not at stake, the Heavenly Dao would not intervene.
Besides, even if Ye Chuxue was crippled, as long as her Luck remained, she would soon have the chance to recover.
Thinking this, Song Wanníng's mood darkened. Her excitement was gone. But she quickly steadied herself. Though not yet victorious, everything was moving in the right direction, step by step.
Patience was necessary.
She could not lose her mind.
Song Wanníng stepped forward, looking at the furious and despairing Ye Chuxue, and stomped on her.
When the hard sole crushed her face, Ye Chuxue was stunned. Then she screamed in furious disbelief. Her eyes widened in shock at Song Wanníng's audacity to trample her. This act was worse than killing her outright!
Ye Chuxue trembled with rage, her eyes bright red. In all her past and present lives, she had always been strong-willed and would never allow her dignity to be trampled.
Yet now, with a boot on her face, all she could do was scream and had no strength to fight back. Never before had she felt so helpless. Amid extreme shock and anger, Ye Chuxue grew calm.
"If you have the guts, just kill me, ugh—"
A mouthful of blood welled up.
Her dantian throbbed painfully, and her temple twitched spasmodically.
Song Wanníng pressed her boot down harder on Ye Chuxue's face.
The delicate skin broke under the pressure.
Blood poured down her cheek, a horrifying sight.
Song Wanníng looked down and met a fierce gaze.
She suddenly smiled and crouched down.
"I said before, your eyes are really annoying to look at."
Her hand reached toward Ye Chuxue's eyes.
"What are you doing?"
Ye Chuxue shivered violently.
Her eyelids fluttered uncontrollably as she looked at Song Wanníng with growing fear.
This lunatic—could it be…
Cold hands covered her eyes.
Suddenly, a piercing, unbearable pain swept through her.
"Ah———"
Ye Chuxue screamed in agony, her body shaking violently, but Song Wanníng's foot pressed down firmly, leaving her unable to move. Her helpless, desperate cries echoed through the valley, lingering for a long time.
Yet Song Wanníng seemed deaf to it, delighting in the sight of her suffering. She clicked her tongue, eyes gleaming with an unreadable darkness.
Then came a cold remark:
"Looks like the eyeballs of the Heavenly Dao's child aren't much different from ordinary people's. How disappointing."
With force, she crushed one eyeball in her hand.
Chunks of flesh flew into the air, drifting away with the wind.
Song Wanníng lowered her head and met Ye Chuxue's other eye.
That cold, eerie gaze made Ye Chuxue shudder despite her screams.