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

In the Hanbei army formation, Zhao Tianlei's figure was hidden in the darkness. Looking at the white figure lying in the ruins, a cold and complacent smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The plan...successfully worked.

That smile, like the first wisps of ice forming on a winter pond, was pure and deadly. It slowly unfolded across Zhao Tianlei's face, flexing every muscle strained by prolonged strategic planning, finally settling into a near-cruel perfection. Those eyes, usually deep and unfathomable, now gleamed with undisguised ecstasy, relief, and a subtle... fervor of revenge.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, as if to imprint the rapidly fading white of the ruined watchtower deeply upon his retina, searing it into the deepest recesses of his soul. Lin Wei… Lin Wei, at the pinnacle of the Celestial Realm… Lin Wei, peerless in beauty, renowned throughout the Great Zhou…

This name had once been the star he admired, one of his initial goals in embarking on the path of martial arts. He had seen her depicted countless times in the paintings of folk painters of the Great Zhou: a woman of extraordinary talent, masterful swordsmanship, and at such a young age, she had reached the pinnacle of the celestial realm, a prodigy not seen in the Great Zhou for centuries. She was one of the Great Zhou's patron saints, an idol to countless heroes and soldiers. Her white robes were whiter than snow, her sword shone like frost. Wherever she passed, villains retreated and barbarians trembled in fear.

But for Zhao Tianlei, all of this was like a sharp blade stabbing his heart.

He was born into a declining military family on the outskirts of the Great Zhou. His ancestors had made great military achievements for the Great Zhou, but because they were involved in a palace power struggle, they were falsely accused of treason and their entire family was executed. Only he was left, who was rescued by a loyal servant at great risk. He was exiled to a foreign country and eventually joined the Hanbei royal court.

He would never forget that day, as flames shot up into the sky and cries of slaughter shook the fields. His once-warm home was transformed into a living hell. Hiding behind a rockery, he witnessed his father beheaded on horseback, his mother and young sister slain by the merciless butcher's knife. The deputy commander of the imperial guards tasked with carrying out the "cleansing the imperial court" order was Lin Wei, a rising star renowned for her swift sword.

Zhao Tianlei knew, of course, that Lin Wei might have been merely following orders, perhaps unaware of the truth of what had happened. But in the mind of a young man on the brink of his family's demise, how could there be so many complicated "maybes"? He only remembered that figure in white, like a messenger of death, darting through his family's mansion, its sword flashing as it ended lives one after another. Although he later learned that Lin Wei had not personally killed his family, her presence and her involvement had carved a lasting mark of hatred into his heart.

It was the Great Zhou, those high and mighty nobles, and those "heroes" who carried out orders that destroyed everything he had!

Lin Wei, as one of the symbols of the Great Zhou and an indirect participant in that tragedy, naturally became the most important and weighty part of his revenge plan. He wanted to destroy the pillars of the Great Zhou, tear apart the halo of those so-called "heroes," and make the entire Great Zhou pay for its actions back then!

Over the years, he endured humiliation and forged ahead cautiously within the Hanbei Royal Court. Relying on his exceptional wisdom and the military tactics learned from his family's texts, he gradually earned the Hanbei Wolf King's trust. He knew that relying solely on force would likely never be enough to challenge a figure like Lin Wei, let alone overthrow the Great Zhou. Therefore, he chose another path—strategy.

He became the "brains" of the Hanbei royal court, orchestrating numerous raids on the Great Zhou border, leaving the latter depleted and exhausted. He exploited the Hanbei cavalry's superiority and internal conflicts within the Great Zhou to steadily weaken the vast empire. His ultimate goal was not merely to drive Hanbei southward, but to strike a precise blow against the core strength of the Great Zhou.

Lin Wei is the most crucial chess piece in his plan—a chess piece that must be removed.

He had been planning for this day for a whole year.

He was well aware of Lin Wei's strength, reaching the pinnacle of the Heavenly Realm. Looking across the world, there were few who could directly challenge her. While Hanbei had its share of warriors, few could surpass Lin Wei. A head-on attack would be like hitting a rock with an egg, and would only alert the enemy.

So, he chose to "kill with a borrowed knife", or in other words, to "lure and kill".

He first used spies lurking within the Great Zhou to spread false information that the main force of Hanbei would invade from the west, and deliberately leaked some seemingly "important" military deployments. The Great Zhou court fell for the trick and dispatched several elite troops, including Lin Wei, to the western front to deploy defenses.

Afterwards, he secretly mobilized Hanbei's true strength to launch a surprise attack on Wangbei City, a key eastern city. Wangbei City, strategically located, was one of the key barriers to defending the Great Zhou against Hanbei. If the city were captured, the Great Zhou's northeastern gateway would be wide open, leaving no defenses.

He had a good grasp of Lin Wei's character. She was loyal to the emperor, patriotic, and possessed a strong sense of responsibility. If the eastern front was in danger, given her strength and status, she would undoubtedly rush to the rescue. He knew she would travel light and arrive quickly, as the safety of Wangbei City was of paramount importance.

So, he set up a tight net near the abandoned watchtower, which was the only way for Lin Wei to rush to Wangbei City for support.

He didn't mobilize Hanbei's top fighters, as that would have exposed them too easily. Instead, he chose a group of elite warriors. While their cultivation might not have been as advanced as Lin Wei's, they were all killers, skilled in stealth, sneak attacks, and coordinated tactics. More importantly, he equipped these warriors with "killer weapons" capable of threatening even celestial realm masters: crossbows imbued with special anesthetics and highly toxic substances, as well as a silk thread trap crafted from a special material that could disrupt the flow of internal energy.

Of course, this wasn't enough. To deal with a master like Lin Wei, an "accident" was necessary.

Zhao Tianlei had long since learned through his spies that Lin Wei was not alone in the Great Zhou army, but had also made many enemies. This was especially true among the veteran officers, who were wary and resentful of a rising star like her, who held a high position and commanded a large force at such a young age. Among them was Lieutenant General Chen Siyuan, who had a long-standing rift with Lin Wei and was the target of Zhao Tianlei's attempts to incite her to revolt.

Chen Siyuan was a capable but narrow-minded individual, greedy for success and reckless. Zhao Tianlei exploited his weakness, first bribing him with a large sum of money, then threatening his family's lives, before finally getting him to cooperate.

Just now, when Lin Wei was fighting fiercely with the Hanbei warriors, her internal energy was depleted and her attention was highly focused on the enemy in front, it was this "insider" of the Great Zhou who shot the fatal arrow from behind!

A crossbow arrow coated with a deadly poison that would kill instantly hit Lin Wei's back accurately!

Zhao Tianlei could still hear the slight sound of the crossbow arrow piercing the air, and the moment Lin Wei's body stiffened after being struck. It was a state of disbelief and shock. Perhaps she would never believe until her death that someone would shoot such a vicious arrow at her from behind, and it was from one of their own people!

Lin Wei's body trembled violently, her eyes widening, a look of shock and pain on her face. The crossbow bolt lodged deeply in her back, as if tearing her life apart completely.

Her lips parted slightly, wanting to scream, but only a weak moan came out. Her hands fell limply to her sides, and the tightly clenched fists slipped away.

Then, the assassin in front seized the opportunity and pierced her throat with a sword.

With two fatal injuries, even one at the peak of the Heavenly Realm would be unable to recover.

As time went by, Lin Wei's eyes gradually became empty and lifeless, and the light of life gradually disappeared from her eyes. Her body slowly leaned forward and finally fell heavily to the ground.

Blood gushed from her wounds, staining the ground beneath her red. Her breathing became weaker and weaker, like a candle in the wind, ready to go out at any moment.

In her final moments, countless memories and thoughts flashed through Lin Wei's mind. She thought of her family, her friends, her past dreams and aspirations. However, all of this was shattered in that moment.

Her body was no longer moving, only the deadly crossbow arrow, quietly stuck in her back, witnessed this cruel betrayal.

Zhao Tianlei's smile grew colder and more complacent.

He slowly emerged from the shadows, standing at the forefront of the Hanbei army. His gaze crossed the chaotic battlefield and gazed upon the ruins in the distance. The dust had settled, and the white figure lay there quietly, devoid of its former agility and grace. The Liushuang Sword lay buried in the mud not far away, dull and lifeless, like a piece of ordinary iron.

"Lin Wei..." He murmured the name softly, his tone filled with a complex mix of emotions: hatred, resentment, the pleasure of revenge, and a subtle hint of...bewilderment? Perhaps, but that slight bewilderment was quickly drowned out by an even stronger sense of success.

He succeeded! He personally orchestrated and uprooted a pillar of the Great Zhou!

This was not only the elimination of a major threat, but more importantly, it would be a devastating blow to the morale of the Great Zhou army! A Guardian God at the peak of the Heavenly Realm had actually died in the midst of the chaos, and was killed by such an ignominious ambush. If this news spread back, the Great Zhou court would be shaken and the people would be terrified.

"General, you're wise!" A Hanbei general saw the smile on Zhao Tianlei's face and quickly stepped forward to compliment him. "Killing Lin Wei in one fell swoop is truly a great victory for Hanbei! The loss of this pillar of the Great Zhou is like cutting off an arm. Our army's march south will be safe!"

The other generals echoed this sentiment, their words filled with excitement and admiration for Zhao Tianlei. Previously, while they knew Zhao Tianlei was a man of extraordinary intelligence, they had still harbored some doubts about his audacity in plotting the assassination of someone like Lin Wei. Now, with the facts before them, they could not help but be convinced.

Zhao Tianlei nodded slightly, his smile fading slightly as he regained his usual composure and dignity. He couldn't dwell on this personal emotion for too long. He was Hanbei's military advisor and one of the commanders of this military operation.

"Pass the order down," Zhao Tianlei's voice was calm and powerful. "First, clean up the battlefield, count the casualties, and properly accommodate the wounded. Second, strengthen the vigilance to prevent the remnants of the Great Zhou army from counterattacking. Third, send a small team to bring back Lin Wei's body."

He said the last sentence hesitantly, but still conveyed the order clearly.

"Bring back Lin Wei's body?" The general next to him was a little puzzled, "General, what's the point of keeping her body? Why not..." He made a gesture of beheading in public.

Zhao Tianlei glanced at him coldly: "I will have my own clever use for her. This is the 'hero' of the Great Zhou, and her 'value' has not yet been fully realized."

He wanted to bring Lin Wei's corpse back to the Hanbei royal court and display it publicly. He wanted all Hanbei people to know that the Great Zhou's guardian deity was nothing more than this! He wanted this "trophy" to be the perfect tool to boost Hanbei's morale and undermine the Great Zhou's confidence. He could even imagine the chaos and panic that would erupt in the Great Zhou when the news of Lin Wei's death and corpse were made public.

"Yes! I will obey your order!" The general did not dare to ask any more questions and bowed his head to accept the order.

Zhao Tianlei once again cast his gaze towards the ruins of the watchtower. There, Lin Wei's body had been carried up by several Hanbei soldiers and casually wrapped in a rag. It was truly sad to see such a once-brilliant master of the Heavenly Realm end up like this.

But Zhao Tianlei had no mercy in his heart.

Compassion? What was that? From the moment he witnessed his family's destruction, the feeling had completely vanished from his heart. In this world, the strong prey on the weak, and the victors take all. When the Great Zhou exterminated the Zhao family, did they ever feel a shred of pity? When Lin Wei, following orders, entered his mansion, did she ever consider the innocent women and children inside?

Perhaps this is the cycle of fate. You reap what you sow.

He turned away, no longer watching the sad scene. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on him, stretching his shadow very long, casting it on the banner of the Hanbei army and also on this land that had just experienced a bloody battle.

The air was thick with the smell of blood and gunpowder, mixed with the scent of dust, forming a unique, battlefield-like odor. Zhao Tianlei took a deep breath, as if to inhale the smell into his lungs.

This was the taste he was after—the taste of victory, the taste of revenge.

He walked back to his tent, his steps firm and his back straight. Outside, Hanbei's soldiers were clearing the battlefield, their faces etched with the exhaustion of surviving a catastrophe and the joy of victory. In the distance, toward the north city, one could still see the faint glow of fire and hear the sparse sounds of fighting. The siege continued, but without Lin Wei, the backbone of the army, the Great Zhou's resistance was doomed to failure.

Inside the general's tent, the lights were bright. A massive sand table displayed the territories of Great Zhou and Hanbei, along with densely packed military symbols. Zhao Tianlei walked over to the table, his gaze sharp as a torch, carefully examining every detail.

Killing Lin Wei was only the first step. Next, he would completely capture Wangbei City, then march south and attack Huanglong! His goal wasn't just revenge, but to overthrow the entire Great Zhou and establish a new order dominated by Hanbei!

His finger slowly moved across the sand table, starting from Wangbei City and heading south, passing through the important cities of the Great Zhou. His eyes gleamed with ambition, and the cold smile on his lips quietly emerged again.

"Lin Wei, do you see this?" he said silently in his heart, "This is just the beginning. Everything you protect will soon collapse. Your empire, your glory, will vanish into thin air. And I, Zhao Tianlei, will step on your corpses to ascend to the pinnacle of power!"

The wind outside the tent seemed to carry a hint of chill, whimpering through the Hanbei military camp. And the white figure that once symbolized the glory and hope of the Great Zhou now lay quietly on the cold stretcher, awaiting her humiliating end as a "trophy." Under the flickering light, Zhao Tianlei's smile looked particularly sinister and content. He knew that his time might be approaching. And the prelude to all this was Lin Wei's death. He felt deeply "satisfied" with this.