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

The lonely city under the bloody setting sun

The setting sun stained every inch of Cangwu City's crumbling walls like blood. The air was thick with the stench of blood and burning, mingling with the scent of dust and sweat, forming a tragic melody of the end of the world. The once prosperous center of cultivation had now become a living hell.

The city wall had largely collapsed, revealing the lingering monks behind. Their clothes were tattered, their bodies soaked in blood, their eyes burning with unyielding fire, yet unable to conceal their deep despair. Outside the city, a vast army of demonic cultivators surged like a tide, repeatedly assaulting the crumbling defenses. Each attack was accompanied by the collapse of monks and the roars of demonic cultivators.

In the center of the city, on a makeshift platform, Lin Wei stood alone. Her blue shirt was already heavily stained with blood, its pale skin exposed in several broken spots. Her long hair was disheveled, stained with blood and dust, but her eyes, clear and resolute, were like stars in the dark night, unextinguished. In her hand, she clutched a long, emerald green staff condensed from pure life energy—the Golden Vine Staff. The golden vine patterns wrapped around the staff were now dim, as if sensing its owner's fatigue and the despair of the world.

Lin Wei, a leader of Cangwu City's younger generation, possesses a peak Heavenly Realm cultivation and bears the legendary Golden Vine Mark inheritance. This ancient legacy is renowned for its immense life force, capable of resurrecting the living and dissolving the bones, a symbol of life and hope. In her hands, the Golden Vine Staff has radiated healing light countless times, saving countless companions and weaving an impenetrable wall of life to resist the encroachments of demonic cultivators.

However, today, this symbol of hope seems to have reached its limit.

Outside the city, at the heart of the demonic cultivator army, a figure stood proudly. It was the demonic cultivator's commander-in-chief of this invasion, the Ghost-Faced Asura—Mo Yan. He hovered in mid-air, surrounded by a dense aura of death and demonic energy, forming a visible black vortex. His cultivation level was astonishingly at the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm! A full realm higher than Lin Wei's, a gap as vast as an insurmountable chasm.

Just now, the Lord of Cangwu City, an elder who had also reached the peak of the Heavenly Realm, had burned his entire life's cultivation to block Mo Yan's full-strength attack, perishing alongside several leading demon cultivators. However, Mo Yan only suffered minor injuries. That tragic scene was deeply imprinted in the minds of every cultivator in Cangwu City, and it also caused Lin Wei to feel unprecedented pressure.

"Friend Lin Wei," a dying elder approached her, his voice hoarse, "The city lord has passed away. Now you are the only one in the city who can barely deal with that Mo Yan. But... alas, reaching the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Realm is really..."

The elder didn't say anything else, but the meaning was self-evident. Between the peak of the Heavenly Realm and Great Consummation, there was a qualitative leap. Each of Mo Yan's attacks contained the power of the Law, a direct denial and devouring of life. Lin Wei's wall of life seemed as fragile as paper before him.

Lin Wei remained silent, simply staring at Mo Yan. She could clearly sense the terrifying power within him, a power completely different from the Golden Vine Pattern inheritance—pure death and destruction.

At this moment, the mark of the Golden Vine Pattern inheritance suddenly heated up in her mind. Paragraphs of obscure ancient text and strange patterns she had never seen before emerged uncontrollably.

It's no longer a pure celebration of life, no longer the gentle spring breeze and nourishing rain. The text is filled with cold words like "extinction," "end," "reincarnation," and "balance." In the pattern, the entwined golden vines are no longer simply emerald green, but interwoven with a deep, inky black. Beside the flower of life lies withering and decay; deep within the healing spring lies an all-consuming abyss.

Lin Wei was shocked, her mind trembling. She had always believed that the Golden Vine Mark inheritance represented only life. But now, the emerging information revealed a shocking truth: the Golden Vine Mark inheritance contained not only "life," but also the equivalent of "death"!

It is a pair of eternal contradictions in the universe, the two poles that maintain the balance of all things. Life breeds death, and death gives birth to new life. There is no absolute life, nor absolute death. The inheritance of the Golden Vine Pattern is the dual authority of "life and death"!

This discovery sent a chill down Lin Wei's spine. Her understanding of inheritance had been so one-sided and superficial. This inheritance was far more complex and ruthless than she had imagined. It wasn't just about creation; it was also about the end.

"So... that's how it is..." Lin Wei muttered to herself, a complex expression in her eyes. No wonder there were always bottlenecks in the inheritance that couldn't be broken through, always powers that felt within reach yet so distant. It turned out that she had always been avoiding the "death" aspect of the inheritance. She only wanted to embrace the light, but feared the shadow that inevitably accompanied it.

Is this the deeper test of the Golden Vine Pattern inheritance? It's not just about improving one's cultivation, but also about tempering one's character, understanding and accepting the cruel truth of the laws of the universe.

"Roar!" Mo Yan seemed to have lost his patience. His cold gaze locked onto Lin Wei. "Little girl, hand over the 'Spirit Vein Heart' of Cangwu City, and I will give you a quick death. Otherwise, today will be the day you and all these ants in this city die!"

Mo Yan's voice was like a demonic sound, filling the ears with a powerful mental shock. The demonic army outside the city also let out a deafening roar, and a new round of attack was about to begin.

The faces of the cultivators in Cangwu City were pale, and despair was even thicker in their eyes. The Spiritual Vein Heart was the foundation of Cangwu City. Once it was handed over, it would only be a matter of time before the city was destroyed and everyone died.

Lin Wei took a deep breath and clenched the golden cane in her hand. She knew she couldn't wait any longer.

She looked at the elders beside her, at her companions behind her who were tired, desperate but still holding on, and at this ruined city that carried countless memories.

Her golden vine pattern inheritance contained the dual authority of "life and death." This meant that she had a slight chance, a slight chance of resisting the Heaven Realm Great Perfection.

But this may come at a cost.

In her mind, the inheritance mark conveyed a clear message. If she were to forcibly invoke the "Power of Death," her peak Heavenly Realm cultivation would be completely unable to control that transcendental power. Unless... she sacrificed her own life, completely igniting the ultimate power of "life" and "death" within the Golden Vine Mark inheritance, creating a brief balance and explosion.

It was a forbidden secret technique, a technique that completely sacrificed one's own existence in exchange for the power to instantly touch the laws and reverse life and death (death to the enemy and death to oneself).

To put it simply, it means - sacrifice yourself and die together with the enemy!

This was the ultimate moral dilemma and power bottleneck the Golden Vine had handed down to her. To harness this ultimate power, she must give up the life she cherished and embrace the death she dreaded.

Should he save himself, watch Cangwu City fall and its people suffer, then flee alone, burdened with endless guilt and pain? Or... sacrifice himself, using his life as a price, in exchange for a chance to kill Mo Yan and save Cangwu City?

Lin Wei's heart ached violently, not from the injury, but from the cruel decision. She was still young, with many unfulfilled dreams. She wanted to continue exploring the mysteries of the Golden Vine Pattern inheritance. She wanted to... live.

She remembered the teachings of her elders, the trusting eyes of her companions, and the faces that had smiled again after her healing. The inheritance of the golden vine pattern gave her the power to save lives, but in the end, would she be forced to end her own life with her own hands?

"Life and death... balance..." Lin Wei's eyes were filled with struggle and pain. The message within seemed to mock her naiveté. Without death, how could life be valuable? Without sacrifice, how could balance be maintained? The laws of the universe were inherently cruel.

Mo Yan seemed impatient, and the look in his eyes beneath his ghostly mask grew even colder: "Since you are unwilling to hand over the Spiritual Vein Heart, then let me come and take it myself!"

Before he finished speaking, Mo Yan moved!

His figure flashed, instantly crossing several miles and appearing above Cangwu City. He slowly raised his right hand, and dense death energy and demonic energy gathered in his palm, forming an ever-expanding black sphere. Around the sphere, space twisted and shattered, emitting a soul-shattering aura.

"Demon Ball of Destruction!" the knowledgeable cultivator cried out in shock, his face draining of all color. This was one of Mo Yan's famous skills, imbued with the law of destruction. Once it landed, the entire Cangwu City would be reduced to a deadly wasteland!

Despair, like an icy tide, flooded everyone's heart.

Lin Wei suddenly raised her head, and the hesitation and struggle in her eyes disappeared instantly, replaced by an unprecedented determination and clarity.

She understood. The Golden Vine Heritage had chosen her, not just to become the guardian of life, but also to enable her to understand and enforce the laws of balance in the universe. Today, the existence of Mo Yan had disrupted the balance of this world, bringing endless death and destruction. To restore balance, someone must pay the price.

And she, Lin Wei, the inheritor of the dual authority of "life and death", may be the one destined to pay the price.

"Mo Yan!" Lin Wei's voice suddenly rose, clearly spreading across the entire battlefield, carrying a power that penetrated the soul. "Your opponent is me!"

She soared into the sky, facing the all-destroying orb. For the first time, the golden vine staff in her hand no longer radiated a soft green light, but instead began to emit a strange two-toned light—one half was an extremely emerald green, full of vibrant vitality; the other half was an extremely dark black, imbued with endless deathly silence.

For the first time, the power of life and death blended and circulated perfectly within her body.

Mo Yan saw Lin Wei's actions and snorted disdainfully from behind his ghostly face: "You overestimate your own abilities! Since you're so eager to die, I'll grant your wish!"

He increased the amount of energy he poured into the World-Destroying Demonic Ball, and the black sphere became even larger and more solid.

Lin Wei hovered across from Mo Yan, facing the World-Destroying Orb from afar. She could feel the devastating force, yet her heart remained remarkably calm. She closed her eyes, her mind completely absorbed in the Golden Vine Pattern inheritance.

The obscure words and strange patterns became incredibly clear to her eyes. She seemed to witness the birth and destruction of the universe, the birth and death of stars, and the cycle of life from its inception to its withering and rebirth.

"So... this is the true meaning of the Golden Vine Pattern inheritance..." Lin Wei suddenly understood.

She no longer resisted the power of death, but accepted it calmly. Life is a process, and so is death. What matters is the meaning of the process, the maintenance of balance.

"With my soul, I draw the source of life; with my body, I bear the weight of death; in the name of the golden vine, I judge good and evil and establish balance!"

Lin Wei opened her eyes, half emerald green, half inky black, like two spinning yin and yang fish. Her voice, like an oracle from ancient times, carried an unquestionable majesty.

As she finished speaking, the golden vine pattern inheritance mark in her body completely erupted!

Endless life force surged from her body, no longer used for healing or defense, but like fuel, burning madly! At this moment, her body radiated an emerald green light even brighter than the sun. The breath of life was extremely rich, as if it was condensing all the vitality of the world into one.

But at the same time, an equally powerful force of death rose from her body, interweaving, entwining, and merging with the force of life. The emerald green and inky black light devoured each other, giving rise to each other, forming a vast, constantly rotating two-colored vortex.

The golden vine staff danced automatically in the air, its golden vine patterns illuminating completely. No longer dull, it shimmered with a twinkling divine light, a fusion of life and death. Countless golden vines extended from the vortex, seemingly possessing life, wrapping around Mo Yan and his World-Destroying Orb.

These vines are no longer pure vines of life. They carry the tenacity of life, but also the withering and devouring of death!