The Bad Girl's Quick Transmigration System: Traveling Back and Forth

In the ancient land of China, there lived a remarkable woman named Liu Yuan. At only eleven years old, she had already become the center of attention. This young top scholar was not only brilliant and erudite, but even more astonishingly, she possessed an extraordinary gift for martial arts.

From a young age, Liu Yuan embarked on a journey of martial arts. She was fortunate to study under several renowned masters, earnestly seeking instruction and diligently pursuing her studies. Through daily practice, she gradually developed a deep interest in swordsmanship and boxing, demonstrating an exceptional aptitude for understanding them.

Liu Yuan's swordsmanship is unparalleled. Each strike is as swift as lightning piercing the night sky, so swift it seems to rip the air apart. Her moves are unpredictable, sometimes as intense and ferocious as a torrential downpour, overwhelming her foes; other times as graceful and fluid as flowing water, captivating the spectators. Her mastery of the sword has earned her widespread renown within the martial arts world.

However, Liu Yuan's boxing skills are equally formidable. Her style is fierce and powerful, each punch imbued with overwhelming force, like a tiger descending a mountain, majestic and unstoppable. No matter how formidable her opponent, she is always able to defeat them with this unparalleled boxing style.

Because of Liu Yuan's exceptional martial arts skills, the Empress favored her and appointed her Commandant of the Right Imperial Guard. Shouldering this heavy responsibility, Liu Yuan led 2,500 elite soldiers of the Right Imperial Guard and resolutely embarked on a Western Expedition. Their goal was to conquer South Asian nations like Myanmar and Thailand, determined to expand the nation's territory and achieve lasting merit.

Liu Yuan is the younger sister of the original empress, so I personally led the 2,500-man Zuo Shenwu Army to follow closely.

In ancient times, the destination of Liu Yuan's westward expedition—Myanmar—was then known as the Pyu Kingdom. Meanwhile, Thailand was known as Siam. While these nations were considered vassals of the Central Plains dynasties at the time, the situation had changed for various reasons.

Upon ascending the throne, the empress resolutely changed the country's name to Great Zhou. This move drew attention and reactions from neighboring states. Perhaps out of distrust of the new regime, or perhaps due to other political considerations, states like Pyu and Siam ceased paying tribute to the Central Plains. This action undoubtedly sent a clear signal: they desired to break free from the constraints of the Central Plains dynasty and pursue independence.

Faced with such a situation, how could the Empress sit idly by? She knew that if she failed to act promptly and allowed these vassal states to slip away from her control, it would severely impact the prestige and ruling status of the Great Zhou. So, after careful consideration, the Empress decided to launch a large-scale conquest war, aiming to retake control of these regions and fully incorporate them into the Great Zhou's territory, thereby consolidating the foundation of her rule.

Liu Yuan cautiously entered the unfamiliar rainforest, each step filled with caution. Her eyes scanned her surroundings, searching for any potential danger. However, her unfamiliarity with the terrain was a double-edged sword, keeping her alert but also making her an easy target.

The Pyu generals meticulously planned a flawless trap. They cleverly exploited the natural environment of the forest, concealing ropes among the dense branches. Like venomous snakes, these ropes lay quietly, waiting for their prey to take the bait.

As Liu Yuan and her Right Fengchen Guards walked unnoticed into the trap, the ropes suddenly tightened, like a pair of ruthless hands, tightly binding their hands and feet. To her horror, Liu Yuan found herself hanging upside down in the dense forest, her body dangling in the air like a captured bird.

She struggled desperately, trying to untie the rope, but the rope was as strong as steel and showed no sign of loosening. Her strength was gradually exhausted in the struggle with the rope, and sweat slid down her forehead, soaking her clothes.

Meanwhile, the Pyu army quietly surrounded them like ghosts. Hiding in the shadows, armed with bows and crossbows, they aimed at Liu Yuan. Their eyes revealed a cold and cruel expression, as if they were enjoying the slaughter that was about to unfold.

Liu Yuan's heart was filled with despair and anger. She knew she was in a desperate situation, but she was unwilling to die like this. Her eyes gleamed with determination; she wanted to fight for her life.

Suddenly, a dense hail of arrows descended upon her. The arrows rained down like raindrops, mercilessly piercing her body. One arrow accurately struck her throat, and blood gushed out instantly. The blood blossomed like a flower in her throat, then slowly flowed down.

Liu Yuan's eyes were filled with resentment and pain. Her life had ended abruptly at that moment. Her body slowly drooped, finally collapsing on this unfamiliar land. Her eyes remained wide open, as if expressing her resentment and helplessness. Her body, a victim of war, remained forever in this tropical rainforest.

As the barrage of arrows unleashed, Liu Yuan's eyes widened, a scream escaping her throat. The crossbow bolts pierced her delicate throat with a whistling sound, and blood splattered onto the nearby leaves before dripping to the ground. More arrows followed, piercing her body with a thud. The pain from each wound burned like a raging fire. She opened her mouth to scream, but only a broken sob came out.

Liu Yuan's body trembled even more violently under the barrage of arrows, like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment. Her armor had been pierced by arrows, and blood flowed from the wounds like a fountain, staining her clothes and armor red.

A crossbow bolt whistled towards them, piercing Liu Yuan's throat with pinpoint accuracy. Her screams suddenly rang out, like torn cloth, sharp and shrill. The sound echoed through the rainforest, chilling the very bones.

Liu Yuan's body convulsed violently in pain, her hands bound tightly, unable to offer any resistance. Her eyes were filled with despair and helplessness, tears streaming down her cheeks, mixing with the blood.

As the crossbow bolt pierced through her, Liu Yuan's life rapidly faded. A faint whimper emanated from her throat, as if bidding farewell to the world. Her body gradually grew cold, and the convulsions gradually ceased.

Finally, Liu Yuan's body collapsed, tumbling heavily into the rainforest of a foreign land. Her eyes remained wide open, as if eloquent of her unwillingness and pain. Her battered body became a tragic symbol in this rainforest. Her former glory and dreams, shattered in that moment, vanished into thin air.