After her senior sister was reborn, she actually became a powerful and arrogant protagonist?!

"Senior sister, you're going to be an imperial concubine, what a blessing!"

On the way back to the inn, Qiu Lin suppressed a laugh and joked.

"This good fortune is for you, do you want it?"

Chu Luobai rolled her eyes. Recalling how Feng Xiuquan had looked at her with such deep affection and wanted to take her hand, she couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body.

When I first saw Feng Xiuquan's face, I thought Mu Yurou was eating well.

In retrospect, he was simply a promiscuous scumbag.

Not much better.

If it weren't for the dragon aura suppressing the Heavenly Yuan Imperial City, Chu Luobai would have wanted to strike Feng Xiuquan down and sever his worldly desires.

"I have no homosexual tendencies or penchant for homosexuality."

Qiu Lin quickly waved his hand, his face full of disgust.

"By the way, senior sister, you completely stole Mu Yurou's thunder this time. I'm afraid she's going to do something sneaky behind the scenes."

"It's alright. I was more worried that she would be scared out of her wits and cower in a corner, too afraid to come out."

Recalling the scene from her previous life when the Poet Saint's Secret Realm opened, and how Mu Yurou tricked her into entering the instance to save people, nearly causing her own death, a chill ran through her heart.

In this second life, all of Mu Yurou's wicked schemes should fall on her own head.

The bustling city was filled with the cries of vendors and hawkers, which reached Chu Luobai's ears. Children carrying kites and candied hawthorns ran past her.

At this moment, Chu Luobai finally felt a sense of reality in his rebirth.

After walking for a long time, Qiu Lin looked at the increasingly unfamiliar surroundings and couldn't help but ask.

"Senior sister...have we gone the wrong way? This doesn't seem to be the way back to the inn?"

"I have something to take care of, so I won't go back to the inn yet."

As Chu Luobai spoke, he led Qiu Lin into a dilapidated alley.

The surrounding sewage emitted a strong stench, and rats scurried past my feet from time to time.

"Senior sister, we..."

Before Qiu Lin could finish speaking, a series of unpleasant curses came from deep within the alley.

Chu Luobai lightly touched the ground with her toes and leaped into the depths of the alley.

Three burly men dressed in short cloth clothes surrounded each other, kicking the boy who was lying against the wall repeatedly.

The dull thuds of beating echoed through the alley, particularly eerie.

"stop."

Chu Luobai shouted, and the scabbard in his hand flew out, directly knocking away the burly man who had kicked the hardest.

"who?"

The remaining two turned around, gripped their long swords tightly, and stared at Chu Luobai with wary expressions.

When he saw Chu Luobai's Taoist robe again, his expression became even more solemn.

"Where did this stinking woman come from, daring to ruin your grandpa's good time!"

The burly man on the ground struggled to his feet, pointed at Chu Luobai's nose, and cursed loudly.

"Today I'm going to teach you a lesson, you arrogant and ignorant bitch."

With that, he rolled up his sleeves and walked towards Chu Luobai with a sinister grin.

The person next to Chu Luobai stared at the Qingyun Sword Sect emblem on his white robe for a long time before realizing what was happening and immediately pulled him away.

"Brother, the mark on her body seems to belong to the Qingyun Sword Sect."

"Qingyun Sword Sect?"

Before the three could react, Chu Luobai drew his sword, Lingxiao, and the sword's power forced them to kneel on the ground, not daring to utter a sound.

Chu Luobai stepped past them and helped the little beggar who had fallen to the ground to his feet.

Even though his body was covered in sores, he still gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Qiu Lin quickly came over, glanced at it, and immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Senior sister, these people deliberately avoided hitting my face when they were attacking."

Chu Luobai frowned slightly. She could tell that the little beggar was quite good-looking. Even though his body was filthy, his eyes were still clear and bright.

Especially his clear, stubborn eyes, which made people want to ravage him.

If someone like that only hits the body and not the face, they'll probably be sent to some shady place.

"Please spare us, immortals! We were only blinded by his good looks and greed..."

Where are you planning to take him?

Qiu Lin felt extremely sorry for the little beggar who was about the same age as him and was being abused like this.

"Take them...take them to the Nanfeng Pavilion in the red-light district..."

The burly men kneeling on the ground spoke timidly, afraid that they might accidentally anger the immortal before them.

"Let's go back and treat his injuries first."

Chu Luobai carefully picked up the little beggar, the emaciated body under the tattered clothes making her hands hurt a little.

I wonder what this boy encountered while he was wandering outside.

[Please kill the three troublemakers.]

Just as Chu Luobai was about to leave, the system's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

'Kill them all?'

Chu Luobai frowned; she was so busy treating the injured person that she had completely forgotten to punish the three of them.

only....

'Isn't this going too far? They don't deserve to die.'

If you don't cut the weeds at the root, they'll grow back in the spring.

The system's cold tone, combined with the content of its words, sent a chill down Chu Luobai's spine.

In this world of cultivation, everyone is as insignificant as grass, and mortals are even more so.

After a long silence, Chu Luobai asked again.

Is this also a system task?

No, this is a suggestion provided to you, the host, based on system principles.

The three people behind him, seeing that Chu Luobai hadn't moved for a long time, felt their hearts jump into their throats.

"Big brother, what should we do?"

"Women are generally soft-hearted, so nothing serious will happen to us."

The three whispered among themselves, and before they could finish speaking, a flash of sword light appeared before their eyes.

Warm blood splattered from their right hands onto their faces, followed by intense pain.

The screams had barely begun when another flash of sword light appeared, and three pink tongues fell to the ground.

Even though the three were in excruciating pain, they could only let out soft whimpers.

The Lingxiao Sword was sheathed, and Chu Luobai turned to leave, speaking to the system in his mind.

'Death would be too easy for them; suffering in this world is the best punishment for them.'

The strong smell of blood quickly spread through the alley. Qiu Lin stood aside, dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

She quickened her pace and caught up with Chu Luobai, who had already gone far away.

Perhaps finally relieved, the little beggar curled up in Chu Luobai's arms and fainted.

"Senior sister, do you know him?"

Qiu Lin caught up with Chu Luobai and couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

"do not know."

Chu Luobai shook her head slightly. She didn't know him in this life, but she had received his kindness in her previous life.

Although the old emperor of the Tianyuan Dynasty was nearing the end of his life, he managed to prolong his life by using various elixirs and miraculous medicines for another five years.

During these five years, Feng Xiuquan used the name of the Qingyun Sword Sect to expand his power in the Tianyuan Dynasty and eliminate dissidents.

The other princes of the Tianyuan Dynasty were all killed by Feng Xiuquan's scheme.

However, just when Feng Xiuquan thought the throne was rightfully his, a seventh prince suddenly appeared among the common people.

With a strong army under his command, he besieged Tianyuan Imperial City within a month, exposing all the disgusting things Feng Xiuquan had done.

If Mu Yurou hadn't brought the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect to maintain order, Feng Xiuquan would probably already be a prisoner.

The little beggar in Chu Luobai's arms was none other than the seventh prince who had been living among the common people.