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

By Young Master Wang's side, I was a personal maid, also well-versed in martial arts, named Cuiping. I also served him, and I witnessed Lin Yudong's failed counterattack. (This chapter is told from Cuiping's perspective, author's note.) In that gloomy and oppressive prison, Lin Yudong was trapped in an abyss of endless pain, struggling endlessly. Her body seemed to be tightly grasped by countless invisible hands, every inch of her skin enduring unspeakable torture. Her hands flailing wildly in the air, like a drowning man in the vast ocean, vainly grasping at a last straw, hoping to find a glimmer of hope.

Her eyes, once bright and resolute, gradually lost their luster, becoming dim and dull. Yet, within that dimness, a hint of resentment and anger still lingered. This resentment was a resistance to the injustice of fate; this anger was an accusation of Young Master Wang's evil deeds. Her teeth were tightly biting her lower lip, which was already bleeding, but she was oblivious, as if this was the only way to keep herself conscious amidst the excruciating pain.

"Young Master Wang... this will not end well for you..." Lin Yudong, using the last of her strength, struggled to force these words from her throat. Her voice was weak yet firm, like a sigh from a distant place, or a final curse on Young Master Wang. The sound echoed in the silent courtyard, yet it seemed so small and powerless.

Young Master Wang stood aside, a sneer of disdain on his face. He looked at Lin Yudong with disdain, as if he were looking at a dying ant. Hearing Lin Yudong's words, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes. "Lin Yudong, you should worry about yourself first." His voice was cold and cruel, without a trace of mercy.

With that, Young Master Wang suddenly snatched a longsword from a servant. The sword gleamed icy in the moonlight, like the scythe of the Grim Reaper. With a flick of his wrist, the sword slashed through the air in a sharp arc, piercing Lin Yudong with a powerful aura. Its speed was lightning-fast, leaving no time for reaction.

With a dull "puff," the longsword pierced Lin Yudong's throat squarely. Lin Yudong's eyes widened as she stared at Young Master Wang, her gaze filled with shock and disbelief. She had never imagined that the seemingly dandy Young Master Wang was actually a master of the Earth Realm. Her body froze instantly, as if time had frozen in that moment. Blood gushed from her throat, staining her clothes and the ground beneath her feet red.

"You are a Great Master of the Earth Realm!" Lin Yudong sputtered these six words intermittently, her voice already extremely weak, as if it would fade away at any moment. Her body began to sway, and her legs gradually lost strength. She tried to stand firmly, but she couldn't. Finally, she could no longer support herself and slowly fell to her knees. Her posture was like kneeling before Young Master Wang, full of irony and sadness.

Blood continued to pour out of her throat, chest, and abdomen, quickly spreading across the ground, forming a massive pool. The pool, illuminated by the moonlight, was particularly glaring, like a shocking painting. Young Master Wang stepped forward, a smug smile on his face, and delivered a vicious kick to the already dying Lin Yudong. "This is what happens when you cross me!" he declared fiercely, his voice filled with arrogance and dominance.

At this moment, Lin Yudong could no longer speak. Her consciousness gradually faded, and her body grew weaker and weaker. She felt as if her body was being pierced by countless needles at once, the pain unbearable. A warm liquid flowed between her legs, a symbol of her fading life. She remained kneeling, as if truly confessing her sins to Young Master Wang. Only the blood gushing from her mouth, her wide-open eyes, and the warm liquid flowing between her legs told everyone that she was dead.

The night remained as still and silent as ever; the moon was as cold and clear as ever. And Lin Yudong's body lay quietly in a pool of blood, as if forgotten by the world. The brave and beautiful Lin Yudong had bravely fought back against the brutality of my master, Young Master Wang. However, our Young Master Wang had foreseen her, set a trap, and finally killed her with a surprise attack. Lin Yudong, a beautiful girl capable of fighting even those at the Minor or Great Stage of the Earth Realm, had fallen into our Young Master Wang's trap and was slain with a single blow. She died tragically on the spot, naked, prostrating herself before our Young Master in shameful repentance. Sadly, there was no chance of redemption for she was already dead. I took one last step forward and swung my sword, sending Lin Yudong's stunningly beautiful head soaring, her small tongue, pierced with a tongue ring, darting from the corner of her yellow lips. This time, there was no chance of resurrection for her, her act of defiance finally coming to an end! Blood gushed out from her broken neck like a bloody rain from the sky. Lin Yudong was still naked and kneeling, but her head had already rolled to the ground, her eyes wide open, still lingering on the moment when Young Master Wang stabbed her throat with a fatal blow!

I looked at Lin Yudong's miserable end, and I felt extremely happy and relieved. This girl who dared to resist our young master finally had her head chopped off by me, and she paid the price for her actions!