Enchantress Amongst Alchemists: Ghost King's Wife Chapter 3 - The Spirit From Hua Xia

Bang!

Upon the impact of Mu Ru Yue’s head against the tree, blood immediately streamed down, yet a relieved smile graced her lips. 'Finally, I am liberated from their heart-wrenching pronouncements...' Her eyelids slowly lowered, a lone, glistening tear clinging to the corner of her eye. “Let’s depart!” The middle-aged man cast a callous glance at the young girl slumped in a pool of her own blood. His demeanor was so frigid, it was as though she were an utter stranger. Ye Tian Feng trembled almost imperceptibly, finding the father's act truly devoid of warmth. Yet, hadn't Mu Ru Yue been branded a failure? Compared to the prodigy, Ting Er, this girl was fated to never even serve as a stepping stone for her sister. At that very moment, the once lifeless young girl's eyes snapped open, and she sprang to her feet. Her gaze, sharp as ice, swept over the receding figures of the group. She recalled an ambush by the Gu family at Long White Mountain. To safeguard an ancient alchemist's tome, she had met her end alongside her assailants. Subsequently, she felt an inexplicable sensation, as if carried away by the wind. 'Where am I?'Suddenly, extraneous memories flooded her consciousness with violent intensity, inflicting a pain so profound it felt as though her skull were being rent asunder. Clutching her head, she furrowed her bloodied brow. 'Martial God Continent?''Wasn't I in Hua Xia? What manner of place is this Martial God Continent?'Yet, from the influx of memories, she discerned that this land revered martial prowess. The cultivation methods mirrored those of Hua Xia, utilizing the Dantian to store Qi, and employing medicinal aids. The skill progression also followed a parallel structure. She had somehow inhabited the body of a person sharing her name and surname, a nobody whose muscles were constrained and whose meridians were blocked, who had perished from succumbing to immense shock. In Hua Xia, Mu Ru Yue had also been a Martial Practitioner. For an Ancient Martial Practitioner, the impossible was merely a fleeting notion. Thus, after a brief period of bewilderment, she swiftly embraced her new reality. She had been reincarnated! And into the form of such a debilitated individual, no less. “Elder sister, you… you are alive?” Mu Ting Er’s frame quivered, a look of joy illuminating her delicate features. “That’s wonderful! I thought you…” A frigid gaze fixed upon the seemingly delighted young girl. Mu Ru Yue's voice was sharp, “Do you have some business with me? If not, kindly step aside!” “I…” Mu Ting Er’s lips formed a gentle pout, and her eyes welled with vexed tears. “I was merely concerned for my elder sister. If I have committed any transgression, I implore that I have not incurred your displeasure.” Her demeanor was profoundly pitiable, resembling a fragile, snow-white blossom that evoked a surge of protective tenderness. The middle-aged man's countenance hardened. “Mu Ru Yue, is this how you address your own sister? It was a waste of Ting Er’s concern for you. You are undeserving of her affections!” “Sister?” Mu Ru Yue emitted a chilling laugh. “I have no recollection of Mother giving birth to such a sibling!” Mu Ting Er’s expression faltered. It was the most agonizing aspect of her existence to be merely an adopted daughter of the Mu family, not a genuine young mistress. Were it not for her father's terminal illness and his subsequent sacrifice to preserve the life of the Mu matriarch, ensuring a secure future for his daughter, it would have been unthinkable for her devoted stepfather to take in the helpless Ting Er. From that pivotal moment, she vowed to carry herself with an air of inherent superiority, commanding the same deference as a true scion of the Mu household. However, that detestable Mu Ru Yue had consistently wielded this painful truth as a weapon against her at every opportunity! 'What is so exceptional about her? Besides bearing the Mu family's bloodline, she is nothing more than an utterly useless young lady!'