Quick Transmigration: The Charming Beauty Who Was Short-Lived and Alluring

At the bottom of the Cliff of Broken Souls, the woman in black gambled everything, risking her life, but failed to escape death and died in excruciating pain.

He died filled with resentment.

Chu Yun woke up amidst a piercing, excruciating pain.

Half a cat's voice rang in her ears, "Yunyun, you must hold on. If you can survive just one more hour, you'll live."

The original owner had already failed, and Ban Jin was afraid that Chu Yun would follow in the same footsteps, so his voice trembled slightly.

Chu Yun wanted to comfort Ban Jin, but she was in too much pain to speak.

It's hard to describe the kind of pain that was.

It's as if someone crushes your internal organs with a boulder, slits your blood vessels with a knife, and cuts you into pieces.

Even being torn to pieces wouldn't be more terrible.

Like a fish on a chopping board, its scales are scraped off while it's still alive, and when its flesh is a bloody mess, it's thrown into a pot of oil to be roasted and fried.

Pain surged from all directions, permeating every bone.

What's even more terrifying is that while the body is in extreme pain, the mind remains clear.

You're forced to endure this excruciating pain.

Waves of pain washed over Chu Yun as she was submerged in blood, her body covered in countless tiny wounds.

In the short span of an incense stick's time, she felt herself on the verge of death several times, yet she was clinging to life, unable to die peacefully or come back to life.

Ban Jin paced anxiously in the space, but was helpless. He could only watch Chu Yun's physical condition with red eyes.

She whispered, "Yunyun, you must hold on!"

Chu Yun endured excruciating pain for a full hour, and just when she was about to give up, a miraculous warm current began to flow through her body.

Faint but full of life.

Where the warm current passed, the lingering pain in my internal organs gradually disappeared.

The wounds on the skin heal slowly.

The decaying body was revitalized.

Just as spring water flows into a dried-up riverbed, and withered crops receive timely rain.

The feeling of near death faded, the sword hanging over her head disappeared, and Chu Yun felt that she had finally come back to life.

It seems she has overcome this hurdle.

The boundless pain subsided, and Chu Yun lay on the ground for a while to rest. After fully regaining her strength, she slowly straightened her back and sat up.

"Yunyun, are you alright?" Banjin asked.

Chu Yun said expressionlessly, "Don't worry, I'm fine!"

Ban Jin's heart tightened.

Judging from Chu Yun's indifferent tone, Ban Jin knew that someone was about to be in trouble.

Yunyun hasn't been this angry in a long time.

Live it!

Those people are ruthless. They killed the original owner and caused Yunyun immense suffering. Yunyun needs to teach them a lesson to vent her anger.

"How is the original owner?" Chu Yun asked.

Ban Jin replied, "She has already gone to the underworld. The underworld officials tried to persuade her for a long time, but she refused to be reincarnated. She only said that she must see those people pay the price with her own eyes."

Killing someone is just a matter of a quick death; the original owner died a gruesome death, so it's normal that he didn't want to leave.

Chu Yun remained silent, her eyes growing even colder.

She stood up, leaving a trail of blood with each step, a long, winding bloodstain in her wake.

"Yunyun, where are we going?" Banjin asked.

Chu Yun smiled faintly, her blood-stained face radiating a chilling aura in the darkness.

The chilling coldness in his eyes sent shivers down one's spine.

"Of course we'll go find the culprit!"

She said those words and walked on ahead.

Her clothes were tattered, revealing glimpses of skin, and one could vaguely see the crisscrossing, blood-red lines crawling across Chu Yun's back.

Beneath the thorns, in the darkness, a vengeful ghost arrives with injustice. How much can the wicked bear?