The Substitute Female Supporting Character Sees the Bullet Screen

Nie Yinzhi hadn't slept all night, and Gu Jiang hadn't had the chance to sneak into her bed while she was asleep. In the past few days, she would go out for a walk every morning, but today she didn't leave her room, and there wasn't even a sound from the next room.

Gu Jiang got up from the couch, wanting to pass through the demonic energy to take a look, but unexpectedly, he was repelled. He frowned, standing by the wooden partition between the two rooms, realizing that Nie Yinzhi might really be angry.

This small barrier was nothing to him; he could crush it with a single finger. But if he did that, Nie Yinzhi would only get angrier. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

Gu Jiang paced around the room a couple of times, then lay down on the bed. If only he had complimented her, Nie Yinzhi was really troublesome.

Thinking about how Nie Yinzhi had cried the night before, his body began to heat up again. Without her by his side, he couldn't be bothered to move the spiritual mist, letting it spread through the room and be carried away by the wind that snuck in through the window.

After lying down for a while, Gu Jiang suddenly thought of something, flipped over, and sat up. He waved away the spiritual mist in front of him, pulled up his sleeve, and touched the curse mark on his wrist.

In the next room, Nie Yinzhi sat with her knees hugged to her chest on the couch, also studying the Symbiosis Curse. The golden sprout on her wrist floated above the curse mark, and a scroll of the Symbiosis Curse lay open in front of her.

There was a highly difficult derivative technique under the Symbiosis Curse that could freeze the seven emotions. Ever since she guessed that the more Gu Jiang liked her, the faster the demonic energy would be dissolved by her blood, Nie Yinzhi had thought of this derivative technique.

However, the seven emotions were different from the five senses and were hard to clearly distinguish. To lock them, they had to be locked together. Nie Yinzhi didn't want Gu Jiang to become an emotionless person. She wanted to separate the seven emotions and only lock away his "love," allowing him to have joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness, just not love.

Just temporarily lock it away.

But this was too difficult and too taxing on the mind. Nie Yinzhi's mind was almost exhausted. After another failure, she couldn't help but feel a bit discouraged, especially since she had to find a way to seal Gu Jiang's liking for her herself.

Nie Yinzhi couldn't help but drift off for a moment. When her mind was empty, emotions tended to surface. She sat there with a blank expression, hugging her knees, tears streaming down her face.

Suddenly, the golden sprout on her wrist wobbled, and a wisp of demonic energy emerged from the single leaf, swaying back and forth. Nie Yinzhi came to her senses, wiped her face roughly, and when she saw the demonic energy swaying in the leaf, she couldn't help but want to see him.

But even if she went over, it would just be to sleep with Gu Jiang, which wasn't meaningful at all. Nie Yinzhi suppressed the urge in her heart, hooked her finger around the wisp of demonic energy, and pinched the leaf.

Gu Jiang had only wanted to try and see if he could use the curse mark to greet Nie Yinzhi, hoping she would open the barrier herself. What couldn't be said properly? Why lock herself up?

But what was Nie Yinzhi doing now?

He frowned, wanting to smash her little barrier with a slap, but the demonic energy lingered for a while before deciding not to force its way in. Let her touch it to calm down.

This time, Nie Yinzhi didn't deliberately activate his senses, so even though she was touching him, he could still endure it.

At first, Gu Jiang thought so.

But Nie Yinzhi just kept touching, and the sensation of her fingertips on the leaf was reflected in his body as if soft fingertips were directly touching his skin. Even though he wrapped himself tightly, it was useless.

And the sensation of being touched spread all over his body, even in some private places.

He had originally wanted her to calm down, which was why he didn't break the barrier, but now he was stuck in an awkward position. Even though he really wanted her to stop, he was even more afraid to break the barrier and startle her.

Feeling the warm breath on his body, Gu Jiang was utterly helpless, letting out a restrained sigh from his nose, "Nie Yinzhi..."

Nie Yinzhi played with the leaf for a while, her emotions calmed down, and she sat cross-legged to recover her mind.

On the other hand, Gu Jiang was left exhausted after tossing and turning for a long time. He rested on the couch for a bit, then got up and stood by the bed, thinking. Demonic energy flowed out and directly dissolved the bed into nothingness, then he waved his sleeve to disperse the lingering aura in the room and took a bath, changing into clean clothes.

After doing all this, Nie Yinzhi still showed no sign of movement.

He was about to knock on the door when a small piece of paper fluttered in through the window, unfolding in front of him.

It read: She was going into seclusion and didn't want to be disturbed until they disembarked from the cloud boat. She told him to behave and sleep by himself.

Gu Jiang glanced at the bed that no longer existed: "..."

He grabbed the note, pinched the end with the words that seemed to be coaxing a child, hesitated for a moment, then sat down on the spot, closed his eyes, and began to meditate, trying to repair the cracks in his body space.

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It had been half a month since the appearance of the Blade Mountain and Sword Forest.

Zhu Yan's presence had completely disappeared from Xiao Ling's spiritual platform. At first, she wasn't used to it, and there were times when she would unconsciously call out to him, but the voice that always responded to her never came again.

Xiao Ling couldn't tell what kind of feelings she had for him. She hated him, detested the bloodthirsty aura that entangled in her mind, and the endless torment every night. But now that Zhu Yan was dead, Xiao Ling still shed tears for him. She felt very sad.

Zhu Yan, this kind of ferocious beast, was also one of the few who had treated her with genuine sincerity.

The Sword Trial on Chi Hang Mountain was in full swing, and Xiao Ling was temporarily detained in a courtyard at the foot of the mountain, waiting to be dealt with after the event ended. Even without anyone telling her, she could guess that Cloud Scripture Sect must have sent many talented young disciples.

When Xiao Ling was the senior sister of Cloud Scripture Sect, every time there was a grand event in the cultivation world, except for the elders, it was she who led the disciples of Cloud Scripture Sect. The junior brothers and sisters all surrounded her.

Who would have thought that she would end up in such a state now? Xiao Ling leaned against the wall, letting out a few sardonic laughs. She felt the lingering Crimson Sword Qi in her meridians suddenly dissipate. This sword was very compatible with her, always calling out to her, but Xiao Ling couldn't respond to it. Her meridians were sealed, and her mind was trapped; she couldn't do anything.

Now this sword must have found another master.

Xiao Ling was dragged back to the sect in a daze, bound to the execution platform, and Yan Yi announced her crimes in front of all the disciples of Cloud Scripture Sect.

She heard Yan Yi read out the names of the fellow disciples who had died because of her. Jing Chongshan had chosen some young disciples who had just joined the sect and had not yet developed strong meridians. Their rejection reactions would be weaker, but they needed more people to compensate, which was why so many lives were sacrificed for her.

Xiao Ling had been away from the sect for ten years and returned to suffer, so she didn't have time to get to know them, only knowing Bai Ying.

Xiao Ling, as the former grand disciple of the previous sect leader of Cloud Scripture Sect, due to her unstable temperament, released the ferocious beast, causing harm to the common people. She then led the beast into the immortal mountain, causing the disciples' mental states to fluctuate and disputes to arise. She allowed Jing Chongshan to harm fellow disciples, punishing her by severing her meridians, shattering her spiritual foundation, abolishing all her cultivation, receiving thirty-six thunder whip punishments, and being locked in the cliff of reflection, suffering the torment of ice and fire every day, until death.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Xiao Ling's meridians were pierced by several sword qi, her recently healed inner chamber was shredded by sword qi again, and she was in so much pain that she almost wanted to die on the spot. But the array under her feet kept her hanging on to life. The Silkworm Spirit Curse failed, and the Ruyi Sword Qi hummed in her broken meridians.

A beam of light shot out from Bright Sky Peak, and a slender sword hovered in front of her, blocking three thunder whips for her.

The dull blade cracked even more under the sizzling current, and after a few faint chimes, it shattered into small pieces, falling into the blood pool below.

Xiao Ling heard the final lament of the Ruyi Sword, and her eyes turned red in an instant. On the execution platform, wisps of demonic energy broke through the void and were drawn to her. Xiao Ling had once hated demon cultivators, but now she wanted to become what she once hated.

She had also been caught in the spatial rift to save others, fallen into the deadly abyss, and shattered her golden core, enduring this torment of broken meridians and corroded bones.

She just wanted to live, what was wrong with that?

Someone exclaimed, "She's going to fall into demonic path!"

“Green and blue, it's the 'Rejuvenation' demonic energy.”

Xiao Ling tilted her head. Rejuvenation demonic energy? What she had drawn was actually Rejuvenation. During the war between righteousness and evil, she had been trapped by Rejuvenation demonic energy, which had floated like a ghost filled with green and blue energy across the battlefield. Wherever it went, the corpses on the ground all stood up, regardless of righteousness or evil, turning into walking corpses.

Revival not only devoured corpses but also eroded the severely injured and dying. Under the threat of Revival's demonic aura, righteous cultivators not only had to crush their enemies' bodies in battle but also had to "reduce to ashes" their fallen or injured comrades who were at risk of being corrupted.

That great battle left many with psychological scars. Xiao Ling was one of them. If it weren't for those experiences on the battlefield, how could she have been so easily swayed by Zhu Yan?

Some said she lacked a strong will. Xiao Ling suddenly laughed, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth as she did so.

Her manic state made the surrounding elders frown. The demonic aura was being dissolved by the sealing talismans on the four pillars of the execution platform, and the lightning whip struck again.

The roaming lightning tore her flesh open, but Xiao Ling didn't feel the pain for a moment. Her broken meridians and shattered inner core were each covered with thin, greenish-blue demonic threads. The sealing talismans continuously dissolved them, yet they constantly regenerated from her wounds, creating a tug-of-war.

【Is the female lead going to fall into demonhood? Wow, what a surprise!】

【Looks like Xiao Ling isn't going to be written off yet. The story should continue.】

【After all, she's the main character, the soul of the entire work. I guess she won't be killed off so easily. That other character, Sang, died so early purely because of his lack of screen presence.】

【Lots of people thought the main character was definitely going to die. The official blog has been flooded with debates. On one side, the main character's fans are demanding the trash drama be taken off the air, while on the other side, the drama fans are insisting it should continue even if she dies. Seems like everyone's been wasting their time.】

【Indeed, women still have to rely on themselves. Those useless men aren't worth anything.】

When Nie Yinzhi saw these comments, she had already disembarked from the cloud ship. They had now arrived in Fortress City in the northwest, from where it would take only two days of sword flight to reach the Ten Thousand Demons Cave, guarded by the Wuliang Sect.

Previously, Feng Hanying had been with them, and out of consideration for Yanyan Tu's feelings, Nie Yinzhi hadn't ordered that famous grilled dish. Now that they were in Fortress City, the homeland of Yanyan Tu, she naturally wanted to try the local specialty: grilled Yanyan Tu.

The rabbit, with its perfect balance of fat and lean, sizzled with oil, its golden crispy skin hiding juicy meat inside. When torn apart, the aroma was irresistible.

Nie Yinzhi found it too hot to handle, so Gu Jiang rolled up his sleeves and, following her instructions, tore off a piece of meat from the thigh, dipped it in sauce, wrapped it in lettuce, and handed it to her.

"It's so big," Nie Yinzhi said, unsure how to take a bite.

Gu Jiang then cut it in half for her and fed her again. The demon was incredibly attentive. Nie Yinzhi took a bite and glanced at him, then took another bite and glanced again.

Gu Jiang found it odd. "What is it? Speak up if you have something to say."

Nie Yinzhi pointed at another piece of meat on the rabbit, watching him reach out to tear it off. His fingers were long and slender, the rounded tips stained with oil, slightly red, likely from the heat.

However, Gu Jiang didn't even flinch. The heat was nothing compared to the intensity of the sensation Nie Yinzhi's blood gave him.

Nie Yinzhi asked uneasily, "Why haven't you been sleeping these past few days?" He was also willing to accompany her for meals and strolls, unlike before, when he would spend most of his time lying in bed. Gu Jiang was now almost adjusting to her schedule.

"Are you hiding something from me?" Nie Yinzhi's appetite waned. "Something like what they say in those storybooks—like a final farewell?"

Gu Jiang chuckled. "Where do you get all these storybooks from?"

"From you, back then. I read them in my spare time." Nie Yinzhi bit into the wrapped rabbit meat he handed her, chewing slowly and swallowing before leaning closer to him. "Don't change the subject. I want to see your lake."

Gu Jiang pushed her away, his fingers leaving an oily mark on her face. "Not here."

Nie Yinzhi looked around. It was indeed the peak dining hour, and the place was crowded. She relented for now but insisted, "You promised to stay with me until I die. So, you won't die before me, right?"

Gu Jiang nodded nonchalantly. "Yes, I promised you that."

Nie Yinzhi began counting on her fingers. "I'm at the Nascent Soul stage now, which gives me five hundred years of life. I'm only seventeen now, turning eighteen next month. Within these four hundred years, I'm sure I can reach the Deity Transformation stage, which extends my lifespan to eight hundred years."

"So, you have to stay with me for at least seven hundred eighty-two years and one month."

The demon quietly enjoyed himself, unbeknownst to her.