A sharp-tongued woman travels through a book and changes the ruthless Taoist female cultivator

Wei Xinran's eyes were like a cold pond, deep and icy. He approached Wen Chu Ning step by step, and every step seemed to step on her heart, suffocating her. Wen Chu Ning subconsciously moved back.

Wen Chu Ning was shocked, her lips trembling slightly: "You know everything? Who told you?"

Turning his gaze to Yun Yueqing, he said, "It's you! Isn't that right? Why do you have to compete with me for everything? Status, honor, favor, or man, you won't let any of them go!"

Wen Chu Ning roared at the top of her lungs, not forgetting to wipe the blood off her face with her clothes.

Wei Xinran's eyes were like a cold pond, deep and icy. He approached Wen Chu Ning step by step.

Every step seemed to be stepping on her heart, suffocating her.

Wen Chu Ning subconsciously moved back, "What...what are you going to do?"

"I admit that I did control your mind before, but be honest, you and I are childhood sweethearts. Have you really never fallen in love with me?"

Wei Xinran's eyes suddenly flashed, and he glanced coldly at Yun Yueqing beside him.

Yun Yueqing acted as if she didn't see it and didn't give him any response.

He withdrew his gaze and fell again on Wen Chu Ning's charming face that could deceive people.

"I've never really been interested in you."

Wen Chu Ning's eyes instantly turned red, she shook her head violently, her hair scattered messily around her cheeks.

"Impossible! You've been so good to me before, taking care of me in every possible way. When I fell into the water and got sick, you stayed by my bedside, brewed medicine for me, and even said you'd protect me for the rest of my life..."

Her voice trembled, filled with desperate cries, as if she wanted to recall the sweetness of the past one by one.

Wen Chuning stretched out her blood-stained hand and tried to grab Wei Xinran's sleeve, her eyes full of unwillingness and pleading.

But Wei Xinran just withdrew coldly, and the once gentle back now became out of reach and as biting as ice.

Wei Xinran's eyes were burning with unprecedented anger, and he ruthlessly exposed Wen Chuning's disguise.

"You still have the nerve to mention that drowning? Yue Qing didn't push you at all! You used that almighty pen to silently rewrite my thoughts."

"You forced me to do something against my will, made me stand on your side, and hurt Yue Qing with my own hands."

"Do you know how much pain my heart was in at that time? It was like being stabbed by thousands of needles at the same time, but I was powerless to do anything."

"I can only watch myself like a puppet, hurting the person I least want to hurt."

At this point, his tone was full of pain and struggle, as if that memory was dragging him into the abyss again.

A trace of panic flashed across Wen Chu Ning's eyes, and then turned into deep resentment.

She explained eagerly, "I just... want you to love me more."

"When I didn't have that pen, when did my fellow disciples, the sect leader, and even you, ever look me in the eye?"

"I'm just an insignificant junior sister, no one cares about me. I just want to have a place in your heart."

Wei Xinran's face was full of ridicule and disappointment, and he shook his head.

The voice was as cold as the biting wind: "Why doesn't anyone care about you? Yue Qing cares about you so much, she always silently pays for you behind your back."

"And you? You're ungrateful and have used every possible means to frame her, just to satisfy your ridiculous vanity!"

Wei Xinran's voice echoed in the empty room, and every word was like an icy arrow, piercing Wen Chu Ning's heart accurately.

His eyes were cold, and a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "The person you love will always be only yourself. If you really love me, you can't let me become a mindless puppet, at your mercy."

"Everything you do is just to satisfy your ridiculous vanity and desire for power."

Wen Chu Ning's face was as pale as paper. Her lips trembled and she wanted to refute, but found that she was speechless.

Her eyes were filled with despair and unwillingness, as if the whole world was collapsing at this moment.

"No... No, do you still remember our childhood friendship? I... I used half of my luck points to resurrect Ye Feng."

A sneer appeared on Wei Xinran's face, and that smile was like the coldest wind in winter.

"You saved him because you thought he was useful, not because of any childhood friendship. Just lie to yourself, but don't treat me like a fool and try to fool me."

Wen Chu Ning's eyes were filled with tears, with a hint of unwillingness.

"I could have chosen not to save him! It was because I used that pen to revive him that I used up half of my luck! That's why I don't have enough power to control you anymore!"

Wei Xinran curled up the corner of his mouth in a sneer, that smile was full of sarcasm and disdain.

"You resurrected him only because I discovered the truth about Ye Feng's intention to kill Yue Qing, and that was also the work of your pen."

"In order to cover up your crime and prevent me from leaving you, you had no choice but to use up half of your luck points to revive him."

He approached Wen Chu Ning step by step, his eyes full of anger and disappointment.

Wen Chu Ning was trembling, tears streaming down her cheeks. She tried to grab Wei Xinran's hand, but he shook her off fiercely.

Wen Chu Ning's emotions suddenly collapsed. She raised her head abruptly, with a determined light flashing in her eyes.

His voice was trembling but with an undeniable firmness: "Yes! So what? I did all this, so what? Are you going to kill me?"

"Wei Xinran, open your eyes and look at me now. You've made me so miserable. I've lost all my vanity, power, and status. Even the little bit of false pity you had for me has gone!"

"If you're going to do it, do it quickly!"

As she spoke, she closed her eyes, and tears slid down from between her tightly closed eyelids, dripping onto the dusty ground, causing tiny ripples.

The air was filled with tension and despair, as if time had stopped at this moment.

Wei Xinran clenched his fists, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He leaned over and looked at your tear-stained face, Wen Chu Ning, his eyes flashing with complex emotions.

He spoke each word with a low and dangerous voice: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"

Wen Chu Ning closed her eyes tightly, tears streaming down her face as she waited for fate's verdict.

However, the expected pain did not come. Wei Xinran's hand hung in the air, trembling, and finally fell down helplessly.

He slowly stood up and turned his back. "No matter what, you were once my junior sister. If you ask me to do this, I really can't do it."

Yun Yueqing stood quietly by the side, her injured arm resting lightly at her side.

She curled her lips slightly and said, "I can do it."

Wei Xinran's gaze fell on Yun Yueqing's bloodstained arm, which was gently resting on her side.

His eyes softened instantly, and an indescribable heartache surged in his heart.

"Okay, then you do it, I will never interfere."