Chapter 67 Part 3

After getting engaged on January 1st, Jia Qin soon proposed marriage and tossed some benefits to Sheng Yuan. He smoothly held the wedding in June.

By then, Sheng Xu was already over twenty-six.

Jia Qin and the Jia Family Head treated Sheng Xu as a disposable tool—tools on every level.

Because Shi Siyuan came to chat with Sheng Xu every few days, the Jia Family didn’t dare go too far at first and barely maintained their facade of hypocrisy.

But not long after, Shi Siyuan met with an accident. She was gravely injured while capturing a great demon. Though she survived, her cultivation stagnated from then on.

Once they confirmed Shi Siyuan was essentially crippled, the Jia Family’s attitude toward Sheng Xu began to change. Her treatment plummeted.

A year and a half of biding her time had been enough for Sheng Xu to gather plenty of material. But after losing Shi Siyuan, she had no way to contact the outside world or reach anyone from the Action Bureau.

After finally communicating certain matters with her father, she was immediately betrayed by Sheng Gan—who was on good terms with Jia Qin—leading to extremely cruel torture for Sheng Xu.

Sheng Xu ultimately died on her twenty-eighth birthday. Along with her, all the evidence she had painstakingly gathered was completely consumed by a massive fire, leaving only ashes.

“Xuxu, don’t stop me. I’m going to blow up the Jia Family’s ancestral graves.” After realizing they had both dreamed the same events from different perspectives, Lu Wuqi exploded in rage.

How dare those people treat Xuxu like that? Dismembering them by a thousand cuts wouldn’t even sate her hatred!

The Jia Family Head had at least been ground to dust and his ashes scattered. But though Jia Qin died with a notorious reputation, he had been granted the final dignity of burial in the Jia Family graveyard—not turned into fertilizer like the Jia Family Head.

“It’s fine. It was just a dream, not reality. Aren’t we doing perfectly well now?” Sheng Xu softly comforted her. “Is our current happy life fake? Is all of this just some fantasy after our deaths?”

Sheng Xu’s words helped Lu Wuqi regain a bit of reason, but her desire to blow up the Jia Family ancestral graves didn’t change. It just shifted from doing it openly to secretly arranging reliable people to handle it.

Not only the ancestral graves—the Jia Family disciples still alive needed to be dealt with too. She absolutely couldn’t let a single one off!

Why? Because none of them were any good.

After Sheng Xu was completely discarded, every one of them had stepped on her. In Lu Wuqi’s eyes, no one connected to the Jia Family deserved to live.

“It’s real. All of this is real. We’re fine. We’re perfectly together.” Lu Wuqi slowly exhaled.

Sheng Xu might not realize it, but Lu Wuqi was absolutely certain: the content of their dreams was the original ending for Lu Wuqi and Sheng Xu.

She died at twenty-four, and Sheng Xu wouldn’t live past twenty-eight.

Wasn’t this exactly the “fate” the Redemption System had warned her about at the start? If she hadn’t crossed over as that butterfly flapping its wings, the dream wouldn’t have remained just a dream.

Damn it—the more she thought, the angrier she got. She didn’t just want to deal with the Jia Family anymore; she wanted to clean up those Sheng Family people too.

Unfortunately, the current Sheng Family Head was her father-in-law. To avoid implicating him, dealing with Sheng Gan and certain other Sheng Family members had to be done in secret.

“Wuqi, it was just a dream. I’m fine now, and so are you.” As Sheng Xu spoke, she hugged Lu Wuqi’s body and gently patted her back.

“Let’s not think about these bad things anymore, okay? Didn’t you say you were going to participate in that live variety show?” Sheng Xu softly comforted her. “We can just help out the National Mystic Bureau and share some basic metaphysics knowledge during the livestream.”

Of course Sheng Xu harbored hatred—it would be a lie to say otherwise. After realizing she could recall the dream with perfect clarity, she knew it was more than just a simple dream.

But Lu Wuqi’s reaction still startled her. Directly blowing up ancestral graves was far too impulsive. If she actually did it out in the open, Lu Wuqi would be ostracized by the group, and her image would suffer.

Moreover, there were good ancestors among the Jia Family predecessors. If they really had to blow things up, it needed to be precise demolition—no implicating the innocent.

At this moment, Sheng Xu’s thoughts aligned perfectly with Lu Wuqi’s.

That meant doing bad things on the down-low—the fewer people who knew, the better. Absolutely no fanfare.

“Good, when does the live stream start? Next month? Have they picked a venue yet?” Lu Wuqi rubbed her chin against her wife’s neck nest, the scent unique to Sheng Xu soothing the violent urges raging in her heart.

“It seems not. As live guests, we can make suggestions,” Sheng Xu said.

Was that so? That was perfect! Lu Wuqi could find a way to set the location near the Jia Family Cemetery, then arrange a precise blast to let everyone know the Jia Family ancestral graves had exploded!

Jia Qin and the Jia Family Head’s tombs definitely couldn’t stay. And as for “the father’s fault for not teaching the son properly,” dragging in the previous generation shouldn’t be a problem, right?

As for the rest of the Jia Family, Lu Wuqi might need to strike a deal with some great demons to ensure they suffered extraordinary torment before dying in agony.

Whatever, it was just lashing out in anger.

Lu Wuqi knew that in the changed world, some of these people had never bullied the two of them and wouldn’t have dared to anyway.

But that didn’t stop Lu Wuqi from treating them as enemies too and getting revenge.

Because Lu Wuqi was certain the dreams came from the World Consciousness pulling some strings, letting them know who their so-called enemies were.

And why would the World Consciousness do that? It was probably tied to the spread of the Xulu Heart Method and the rising spirit qi density.

This was the World Consciousness showing goodwill, which was why it revealed so much to them.

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Lu Wuqi readily agreed, promising Sheng Xu to let go of the dream and using some happy times to cover over the unpleasant memories.

But after the fun was over, both Lu Wuqi and Sheng Xu surreptitiously pulled out their phones. One excused herself to the bathroom, the other to take a shower, stealing time to post some tasks on a shady app.

Lu Wuqi targeted those who had bullied Sheng Xu, while Sheng Xu went after the seven who had used Soul Search on Lu Wuqi. Their plan was to quietly take out anyone still alive.

Posting tasks on those gray-area sites wouldn’t leak the poster’s info, so Lu Wuqi and Sheng Xu didn’t recognize each other as the ones behind them. They just grumbled inwardly a couple times.

Those who commit too many wicked deeds will meet their own end. These people were rotten to the core and known to everyone—they deserved a good thrashing!

“Xuxu, how about hotpot tonight?” Lu Wuqi, in a great mood after posting her tasks, asked.

“Sure, the old famous spot or the new one?” Sheng Xu, equally pleased after her own posts, replied.

Lu Wuqi stroked her chin. “Mm, let’s try the new one. If the food’s good, we can alternate; if not, stick to the old place.”

“Good!” Sheng Xu nodded in agreement.

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A month later, a small mishap occurred during a certain channel’s Live Variety Show.

The outdoor shoot had been going smoothly when suddenly something exploded. And it wasn’t just one spot—over ten places blew up, shaving half the small hillside flat.

After hearing the live stream would pause for half a day, Lu Wuqi, who had slyly arranged it all, expressed understanding. She and Sheng Xu then spent the time enjoying local eats.

When Sheng Xu heard it was the Jia Family Cemetery that exploded, she couldn’t help giving her wife an extra glance, recalling what Lu Wuqi had said a month ago.

Probably, maybe, surely Lu Wuqi had just been joking back then, right?

When the Jia Family Cemetery blew, she and Lu Wuqi had been on live stream the whole time, with over a hundred thousand viewers in the chat. They absolutely hadn’t had the time or chance to do anything!

Right, something must have gone wrong at the Jia Family Cemetery because some unfilial descendants pissed off their ancestors, blowing them up in rage!

“Wuqi, shall we buy that jacket? This color-block one has such a cool design vibe,” Sheng Xu said naturally, showing no concern at all about the sudden explosion at the Jia Family Cemetery.

“Sure, it’s giving me fresh design inspo,” Lu Wuqi replied even more casually. “Xuxu, what if we try color-block daoist robes? Times are changing—our daoist robes need to evolve too.”

Sheng Xu pondered for a moment, then nodded seriously.

“You have a point. For popularizing education and management, daoist robes really should keep up with the times, along with the accessories,” Sheng Xu said, her thoughts expanding. “Who knows, it might even spark a whole new industry.”

“Want to invest ahead of time? We’re not short on cash, but having our own ventures would turn our design ideas into reality faster,” Lu Wuqi suggested.

Sheng Xu’s eyes lit up. She quickly shoved the unhappy thoughts aside and dove into discussing investment options with Lu Wuqi.

Partial investment or full? How many shares if they teamed up?

What about the Jia Family and those people’s final fates?

That was no longer Lu Wuqi and Sheng Xu’s concern. Those who had trampled their lives would turn to dust, scattering with the wind.

With their current status and influence unshakable, even if someone uncovered the truth, they’d just think those people deserved it for their mistakes.

Smarter folks might even handle it more perfectly to catch Lu Wuqi and Sheng Xu’s eye, seizing opportunities others couldn’t.

All Lu Wuqi and Sheng Xu needed to do was enjoy the present and their bright future~