After Killing Me, the Ruthless Sword Venerable Went Mad

Bai Xiaoxiao transmigrated into a book and became a little snake—pure white from head to tail, not even as long as a child’s arm, and pitifully weak. Worse, as her consciousness gradually cleared, her memories of the original story faded until only fragments remained.

Good news: she had a powerful backer—the Moon Immortal Venerable, the absolute peak of combat power in this world.

Bad news: tonight, she would be executed by the Immortal Venerable for attempting to steal a treasure.

Bai Xiaoxiao flicked her snake tail.

Forget the Supreme Treasure—the only right move was to run.

But the escape didn’t go as planned. Instead, she wound up trapped in the Forbidden Ground together with the ambushed Immortal Venerable, and by an absurd twist of fate, spent a wanton night with her.

The moment she woke, Bai Xiaoxiao wasted no time trying to flee again. Yet no sooner had she shifted back into her true form than the Immortal Venerable caught hold of her tail tip.

“Where do you think you’re running to?”

The words, laced with frost, rang out coldly behind her. Bai Xiaoxiao’s snake body went rigid with fear, and she fainted on the spot.

She had assumed that even if she kept her life, she wouldn’t have it easy. But when she woke again, the Immortal Venerable’s earlier icy tone seemed to have been nothing but her imagination—and she was very good to her.

She sought the finest Immortal Medicine to improve her aptitude, gave her the best Magic Artifacts for protection, backed her up whenever she was bullied, and even dual-cultivated with her every night, tender and affectionate. Everyone on the Immortal Mountain knew that the Moon Immortal Venerable treasured her little snake the most.

As the Leader of the Immortal Sects, the Moon Immortal Venerable, Shen Zhiyue, possessed beauty beyond compare under heaven, a cold and ethereal bearing, and swordsmanship no one could match. She was a genius among geniuses—the pride of the Immortal Sects.

Showered with such affection by a person like this, Bai Xiaoxiao fell for her.

Yet just as she believed the two were deeply in love and a Dao Companion Grand Ceremony would soon be held, Shen Zhiyue, on her birthday, carved out her heart with calm eyes and one clean, decisive stroke of a sharp blade.

It turned out… the reason Shen Zhiyue had been so good to her was that her true body was the last Spirit Snake in the entire realm. A pill refined from her heart could let one advance without worry and remain free of Inner Demons.

And now, that heart had been made into Immortal Medicine and fed to Shen Zhiyue’s little disciple.

At that moment, Bai Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered the contents of the book. She was just a tool in this novel where the protagonist was the group’s darling.

Bai Xiaoxiao dragged her broken body and fled with all her might.

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Later, rumors spread that the Leader of the Immortal Sects had inexplicably become plagued by Inner Demons. The bright moon atop its branch fell into the mortal world overnight, searching the whole world for her beloved—yet could not find her anywhere.

Until Shen Zhiyue stepped into the Chaotic Devil Realm, where demons and devils were sealed, and saw the person seated upon the throne.

“Xiaoxiao…”

“Moon Immortal Venerable. How pathetic you look.”

The person on the throne spoke in a light, teasing tone, eyes filled with frost and cold. She was not the little snake from her memories.

It seemed… she had lost her little snake.