Prodigiously Amazing Weaponsmith Chapter 2 — “The Good—for—nothing’s rebirth”

Dazed and disoriented, Huang Yue Li drifted through the pitch-black void for what felt like an endless stretch of time.

Suddenly, a piercing beam of light flared up right in front of her. Faint voices drifted out from its depths.

“Third Miss, you……you died so unjustly……how could you not think this through properly……”

The sobs irritated Huang Yue Li intensely, urging her to demand silence. But no matter how hard she tried to fight it, she couldn't summon the slightest bit of strength.

A shrill feminine scream erupted: “Stupid servant girl, hurry up and scram for this lady!”

“I cannot! Fourth Miss, you cannot act like this! Third Miss’ body has yet to turn cold and you already want to seize her property. These were all left behind by the old lord!”

“What can you do about it? This slut has already died! Now those things of hers belong to my Bai family. Hurry and scram for me, or I’ll give the order to whip you to death and let you accompany that slut of yours!”

Bai Ruo Yan then kicked the obnoxious maid aside while barking orders: “Move everything away for me and be careful. You really couldn’t tell that this slut would possess so many good things. Just this porcelain pill bottle, not even I possess one. Move everything out!”

“You really cannot Fourth Miss! All of my Young Miss’ possessions have already been taken away. Only that vase remains, and that was something the previous lord left behind……” The loyal servant girl lunged forward yet again.

“Lowly servant! Dare to block my way! Beat her to death!”

This shrill argument relentlessly pierced Huang Yue Li’s ears, unleashing surges of piercing agony through her mind. Trailing the pain, a torrent of foreign memories flooded in.

She seemed to have undergone rebirth.

This body belonged to Bai Ruo Li, the Third Young Miss of Wu Wei Manor in South Yue Country. Her father, Bai Liu Feng, had once reigned as the top expert of South Yue, his skills legendary. From the moment of her birth, she towered above others, treated like a exalted princess.

But at just three years old, her father vanished while commanding his troops. Her second uncle, Bai Liu Jing, seized the position, plummeting Bai Ruo Li’s standing into the depths. Then, on her tenth birthday, her total lack of cultivation talent was exposed, branding her a utter waste.

In this world dominated by martial might on Tian Ling Continent, inability to cultivate condemned one to the lowest rung. From that point, Bai Rou Li endured nonstop torment and degradation from her second uncle’s daughters.

The morning two days prior, her second cousin threw a lavish birthday feast. While Bai Ruo Li hurried to join it, a random man assaulted her, shattering her reputation beyond repair.

Overwhelmed by shame from the ensuing adultery scandals, Bai Ruo Li took her own life by hanging that very night.

Huang Yue Li, meanwhile, had mysteriously awakened within this body, supplanting her.

From beyond the door, the cracks of the whip tearing into flesh grew sharper and louder. The agonized screams turned even more heartbreaking.

Striding forward with a mocking sneer, Bai Ruo Yan declared: “Oh, my Third Sister isn’t a princess for nothing. This jade pendant on her neck is a body recovering soul jade! It is such a waste to give to this useless trash such a rare treasure! It better if this miss had it instead!”

As she spat these words, her hands shot toward Huang Yue Li’s neck.

Yet just as those slender nails neared the skin, the still girl’s eyes flew wide open.

Bai Ruo Yan went rigid. Locking eyes with that pair of bottomless black depths, she felt yanked into a bottomless abyss, her breath stolen in an instant.

Her mind buzzed sharply, then emptied into utter blankness!