Ruthless Host and Her Little Darling Quick Transmigration

“Those who cultivate must sever all emotions and love. Today I want you to kill Widow Zhang and Xiao Bao next door.”

Tang Zian looked up at Qin Baobao in shock, unable to believe that her mother would say such a thing.

"Why? Doesn't Mom like them too?"

Qin Baobao looked up and gave him a cold look, then picked up her sword and went out without saying a word.

Tang Zian quickly followed, but lacking cultivation, he arrived at the next house to find Xiao Bao lying in the courtyard covered in blood. Widow Zhang had been pierced through the heart by Qin Baobao's sword and collapsed to the ground.

A drop of blood splattered squarely on Qin Baobao's face. Qin Baobao turned her head and still looked at him coldly.

"Mom?" Tang Zian stood there blankly, as if he didn't recognize Qin Baobao. Was this still the mother he knew? A ruthless killer, indiscriminate in her actions, utterly devoid of compassion.

"What? You can't bear to part with them? I made you get close to them so that this day would come when you would kill them yourself. You have disappointed me greatly. How can you attain enlightenment and ascend to the realm of gods like this? How can you avenge me and slay the gods?"

Is it just for these things?

Do all those grand principles Mom used to preach no longer apply?

In the face of hatred, can everything else be treated as nonsense?

Qin Baobao gently pulled the sword out of Zhang the widow's body, looking at Tang Zian with a sinister and disappointed expression.

"Rather than die at someone else's hands, I'd rather send you on your way today."

"Mom!" Tang Zian murmured softly, his whole body trembling as he watched the sword in his mother's hand getting closer and closer to him.

The smoke curled upwards, puffs of smoke drifting in the air. Qin Baobao leaned back on the sofa, watching Tang Zi'an perform a helpless mid-air fish-catching act right before her eyes.

After an incense stick's time, Tang Zian emerged from the illusion, collapsing to the ground, drenched in sweat.

"So? What are your thoughts?" Qin Baobao remained seated, lazily watching him.

"Mom?" Tang Zi'an stared blankly at Qin Baobao, feeling a disorienting sense of returning to the past. He found it hard to believe; hadn't he just killed his mother?

Qin Baobao drew her sword and slashed at Tang Zian.

This crazy side of him is normal! Tang Zian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Tang Zian quickly dodged and attacked backhand, but Qin Baobao used her spiritual power to create silk threads that bound Tang Zian tightly.

"You brat, how dare you fight back? You don't want to live anymore! And Bao Bao has been diligently teaching him all this time. If Bao Bao weren't here, he would have already given him a good beating!" Ye Feng mentally marked him wrong; it was bound to happen sooner or later, no need to rush.

"Tell me, what are your thoughts?" Qin Baobao sat back down on the sofa, languid and listless, as if she had no bones.

Ye Feng sat down next to her and casually handed her a cup of milk tea. The service was so attentive, it was practically five-star.

Tang Zi'an finally realized that he had just entered the legendary illusion. His spiritual power was locked, making it impossible for him to kill his mother. He then began to carefully recall his experience in the illusion.

"I don't know, I didn't realize it this time. But next time..." Tang Zian wanted to make some promise, but looking at Qin Baobao's calm eyes, he couldn't continue.

"The people in the illusion are usually close to you. What kind of person is this? What are their life philosophies? Have the people in the illusion violated the principles they uphold? Is this person's true nature, or have they been influenced by other external factors? Judge carefully, and don't do anything you'll regret."

"Sister, I've got it."

Those born under the Qi Clan are all intelligent; with just a little guidance, they can grasp the concepts easily. Qin Baobao released his spiritual power and decided to leave. It was time for him to experience some trials and tribulations, to let him know the cruelty of the cultivation world.

"Kids will inevitably make mistakes the first time. Don't rush, teach them slowly."

“This boy has a terrible temperament. If you trust me, you can entrust him to me. I have a book on cultivating the mind that can help him. It will be safe and worry-free, and you won’t have to travel back and forth so much, which would be too tiring for you.”

Entering the Heart Refining stage will cause you to lose your memories, experience one perfect life, and then endure eight lifetimes of hardship and tribulations, suffering immense pain. I specifically asked my mother to refine this for me a few days ago, specifically to deal with this brat.

Ye Feng's art of tea flavoring perfectly suited Qin Baobao's taste.

Qin Baobao's eyes lit up slightly; she hadn't expected such a treasure to exist. In the future, if she encountered a simple-minded person with good fortune, she could just toss them in—it would save her time and effort.

Seeing Qin Baobao's expression, Ye Feng knew that his sister liked it very much, and before she could say anything, he immediately offered it to her.

"If you like it, sister, you can give it to her without hesitation." Qin Baobao took it without saying a word. She looked at it from left to right and played with it for a while before finally fixing her gaze on Tang Zi'an.

Tang Zian felt extremely uneasy and shuddered.

"Sister, I want to stay with you." He pouted, blinking his big, bright eyes, trying to get away with being cute. This Lianxin was clearly a malicious guy, specifically targeting him; he absolutely couldn't fall for it.

"You're naive, and I can't be with you forever." So, you should go inside!

He can't resist being fooled, but his mother keeps pushing him into the trap. It's so hard for him.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Qin Baobao absorbed his mind into the Refining Heart.

Whether you agree or not, whether you want to or not, this is a cannibalistic world, and surviving is the most important thing.

Even if I could stay, I couldn't possibly follow him around 24 hours a day.

The fate of this person is tied to too many people, and there is no room for any mishap.

Moreover, Qin Baobao suddenly realized a fatal flaw.

Those born under the influence of fate can ascend to godhood, with lifespans reaching thousands or even tens of thousands of years. But this isn't a society governed by law; it's a dog-eat-dog world. Am I really supposed to stay here forever?

If it weren't for cultivating spiritual power, I would have exhausted myself to death.

"System, come out!"

"Host, I miss you so much! Didn't you say you'd find me a physical body and take me with you? Did you find one? I can't find it." The system scanned the house and the outside, but couldn't find its host body.

"Host..." Upon discovering that it had nowhere to go, the little system couldn't help but want to wipe away tears.

"Stop, I have something important to say." What Qin Baobao hates most right now is seeing one or two people with teary eyes.

The little system suddenly held it in, and even let out a small burp.

"In this world of cultivation, life is long. We can't just stay here forever and wait for the chosen one to die of old age. Besides, whether the chosen one lives or dies is another matter entirely. What should we do now?"

The little system was stumped and somewhat at a loss. "I...I don't know either."

Qin Baobao has given up on treating the small system.

"Go check it out!"

The small system, upon receiving the order, quickly slipped away.

“Host, we only need to protect him for a hundred years. Once the chosen ones have been tempered and grown up, they will all be incredibly powerful figures, protected by the world's consciousness.”

"Grow up and have enough experience. You don't need to worry about anything else; the world's consciousness will take care of it."

"Is that right?"

Something feels off, yet it also makes perfect sense.

Qin Baobao nodded in satisfaction; things would be much easier from here on out.