Chapter 5

Chapter 5

I was in a foul mood.

My mental state was on the verge of collapsing again. I felt a sudden, violent impulse to kill a few people just to liven things up.

Let it all burn!

Granted, I had cultivated some patience over the past two thousand years.

Furthermore, my cultivation was no longer what it once was. I was very likely the strongest Jiao in the history of the Great Marsh.

I still wanted to fight for my life.

Perhaps I should start from scratch and try the Zoujiao process one more time.

But when I returned to my homeland, the Great Marsh, I unexpectedly saw the danmaku again.

[Ahhh, the Villainess Supporting Character has caught up! Run, female lead baby!]

I looked up toward the summit of the mountain at the palace of the mortal world built from Jiao bones-the Jiao-Slaying Sect.

Me: “…”

Heh. So, according to the setting, the Female Lead who was destined to steal my providence came from there.

That very same Jiao-Slaying Sect, famous throughout the world for the slaughter of my kind.

I laughed from sheer rage and roared at the sky, “You goddamned Heavens, you really don’t intend to let me off the hook for even a second!”

In that instant, monstrous waves surged across the Great Marsh.

The sky was immediately filled with thunder and lightning as a torrential downpour lashed down upon me.

A familiar storm. A familiar celestial timing.

My blood was boiling, as if it would incinerate my bones in the next heartbeat.

This… this was the celestial timing for Zoujiao.

I let out a mournful cry, resisting the impulse within my body, delaying my transformation into a Jiao.

Because dozens of strands of sword qi were currently hurtling down from the mountain.

[LOL, is the female supporting character just delivering herself on a silver platter?]

[Female lead baby, get ready to receive your spirit bone!]

[…]

“A Jiao! A Jiao has appeared again!”

Amidst the howling wind and giant waves, their voices sounded shocked, but even more so, they sounded excited.

“Ever since the Sect Leader killed the last old Jiao over two thousand years ago, I thought there were no more Jiao left in the Great Marsh!”

“Good heavens, with such massive winds and waves, this must be an old Jiao as well!”

“Fellow disciples, the time to make a name for ourselves has come!”

They chattered incessantly, searching for my figure amidst the great waves.

It was common knowledge that a Jiao was not only a ferocious beast but also a rare treasure; every inch of us was valuable.

And while the Jiao Clan was fierce and straightforward, there were only two occasions when we were easiest to kill.

The first was when a pregnant female Jiao was giving birth.

The second was during the Zoujiao process, when a Jiao was utterly exhausted.

My gaze fell upon them.

The leader was an elegant young master dressed in white. The sword in his hand looked like it was made from the ancestor’s spine.

The woman in red behind him held a crimson whip that looked like it was fashioned from my aunt’s hide.

When they found me, they were ecstatic.

“It’s actually a transformed female Jiao. Her human form is so beautiful and translucent-it’s hard to imagine how stunning her spirit bone will be!”

“We’ll just pull it out and make a weapon for our Little Junior Sister!”

At that moment, the danmaku drifted across again.

[I’m almost afraid to watch, sigh.]

[Yeah, after watching the female supporting character for so long, the thought of her being skinned and having her bones removed in a moment makes me feel…]

[To the person above, you’re such a bleeding heart, you must be a vegetarian, right?]

[…]

They stared at me now as if looking through my flesh to see my bones.

Each face was twisted with greed.

“Demonic Jiao, surrender now!”

I gave a soft laugh and whispered, “Great Marsh.”

In an instant, a massive whirlpool formed behind me.