Genius in the whole system: The useless young lady dominates the world

Gradually, she arrived in a world that was both incredibly familiar and incredibly dear to her.

On a stormy night, the ancient house of Feixue Palace was brightly lit.

"Shuang'er, come here quickly and try the pre-Qingming Longjing tea that Grandpa just brewed." The kind-looking Leng Qingxian smiled and beckoned to her.

"Sister, this is a new jade hairpin I just got. I'm giving it to you." Leng Aoyun (her brother, who died young in the original memory) handed her an exquisite jade hairpin.

"Aoshuang, have you made any progress in your cultivation lately? Your second uncle has some insights to share with you." Leng Zhiren's face was filled with gentle concern, and there was no trace of gloom in his eyes.

Her parents looked at her with smiles. The family was happy and harmonious. There were no conspiracies, no betrayals, no separations or deaths. Feixue Palace was filled with warmth and harmony amidst a thriving scene.

Leng Aoshuang (Lu Lingxi Yao's previous name) enjoyed this long-lost family affection and peace. She was almost drowning in this beautiful dream. She thought, if this is the end, how wonderful it would be. There would be no more responsibilities, no more killing, no more heart-wrenching losses.

She began to integrate into this world, learn to manage the affairs of the Flying Snow Palace, chat and laugh with her family, and even began to forget those unforgettable memories.

However, just as she was about to completely lose herself in this dream, a call filled with endless pain and deep affection, like a thunderclap that pierced through eternity, exploded deep within her soul.

"Yaoyao...come back..."

"Yaoyao...don't leave me..."

That voice was so familiar, and it caused her so much heartache.

Who is it? Who is calling her?

"Yaoyao...it's me, Rong Zhi..."

Rong Zhi... Nalan Rong Zhi!

The floodgates of memory burst open... and scene after scene surged into my mind like a tidal wave.

She remembered! She remembered everything!

The heartwarming scene before her eyes began to distort and shatter, like a mirage. She saw a trace of reluctance and sadness on the faces of her grandfather, parents, brother, and second uncle, and their figures gradually became transparent.

"Child, go, go back to where you belong." Leng Qingxian's voice carried a blessing.

"No!" Leng Aoshuang, no, it was Lu Lingxiyao, suddenly opened her eyes. She looked at the illusion that was about to dissipate, her heart filled with reluctance. However, someone was waiting for her, and she had to go back!

She resolutely turned around, following those heart-wrenching cries, and walked step by step into the endless darkness, towards the only source of light.

As darkness receded like the tide, Lu Lingxi felt herself being gently lifted up by a gentle yet powerful force from a bottomless vortex. The heart-wrenching cries in her ears were like a lighthouse, guiding her lost soul.

“Rong Zhi…” she murmured with difficulty, her consciousness struggling in the chaos, trying to grasp the only light.

"Yaoyao...come back..."

That voice, filled with heartbreaking weariness and unwavering determination, echoed again and again in the depths of her soul.

“I’m here… Rong Zhi… I’m back…” She struggled to respond, trying to open her heavy eyelids.

The divine realm, the sacred Jade Pool.

Nalan Rongzhi's spiritual power was nearly exhausted, yet he continued to call out tirelessly. His voice was hoarse, filled with deep weariness, but he never stopped.

Just when he was about to collapse and his soul was about to dissipate, he suddenly felt a faint ripple in Lu Lingxi Yao's dormant sea of ​​consciousness.

The figure huddled in the center of the darkness stirred slightly.

"Yao Yao?" Nalan Rongzhi's heart leaped into his throat.

The petite figure, bound by gray chains, slowly raised her head. Although still shrouded in darkness, Nalan Rongzhi could sense that her gaze was piercing through the endless void and looking at him.

"Stop...stop..."

A faint, almost inaudible thought came from that figure and struck Nalan Rongzhi's heart hard.

"Yaoyao! You're awake! You're finally awake!" He cried tears of joy, his soul overflowing with excitement.

As she regained consciousness, the gray chains binding her soul began to tremble violently, making cracking sounds as they strained under the weight, and cracks spread across the chains.

"Zheng——"

A crisp snapping sound rang out, and one of the thick chains broke in response. Then, as if in a chain reaction, the remaining chains also shattered, turning into specks of starlight that dissipated into her sea of ​​consciousness.

With all restraints gone, Lu Lingxi Yao's soul was reborn, radiating a soft light.

"Rong Zhi..." she called softly, her voice weak.

Nalan Rongzhi's soul transformed into a stream of light, and without hesitation, he tightly embraced her. The ecstatic joy of regaining what he had lost made him want to meld her into his very bones.

"I'm so scared... so scared that I'll never see you again..." His voice choked, and his soul trembled slightly with emotion.

"I'm back, Rong Zhi, I'm back." Lu Lingxi gently patted his back, comforting him.

In reality, Lu Lingxi Yao, lying on the cold jade bed, trembled her long eyelashes a few times, and finally slowly opened her phoenix eyes that had been closed for a long time.

At first, her eyes were somewhat bewildered, as if she were looking at this world that was both familiar and strange through a thin mist.

What came into view was Nalan Rongzhi's haggard yet ecstatic face. His hair was streaked with white, and his deep purple eyes were bloodshot, yet surprisingly bright.

"Rong...zhi..." she said weakly, her voice hoarse and dry, because she hadn't spoken for a long time.

"Yao Yao!" Nalan Rongzhi suddenly came to his senses, his mind returning to normal. He bent down and held her hand tightly, afraid that this was just another empty dream. "I'm here, I've always been here."

His voice trembled uncontrollably with ecstasy.

Nine-Tailed Fox and the mysterious man noticed the commotion immediately and appeared beside the Jade Bed in a flash.

"Master!" Nine-Tailed Fox's handsome face was filled with excitement, and his eyes instantly reddened.

Although the mysterious man was still shrouded in a black robe, his slightly trembling shoulders betrayed his inner turmoil.

Lu Lingxi Yao's gaze shifted from Nalan Rongzhi's face, slowly sweeping over the nine-tailed fox, and finally landing on the mysterious man. Her memories, like shattered glass, were being pieced together little by little, and many things were still very blurry.

She felt weak all over and her head was spinning. She only remembered a tremendous battle, and then... then endless darkness.

"Where...where am I?" she asked softly, her voice tinged with confusion.

“This is the Divine Realm, the Sacred Jade Pool,” Nalan Rongzhi explained softly. “You have been asleep for a very, very long time, Yao Yao, you have finally awakened.”

“God Realm…” Lu Lingxi murmured to herself, fragmented thoughts flashing through her mind: the evil god, the Nine Heavens Locking God Formation… and the last sword strike she unleashed.