Quick Transmigration: Cannon Fodder's Daily Rise to Power and Face-Slapping

The landowner's wife couldn't believe her eyes; her beloved son was truly standing before her.

She let her tears flow freely, afraid to blink, lest Jingchen disappear in the blink of an eye.

Her trembling hand reached out like a withered leaf in the wind and tightly grasped Su Jingchen's arm.

The voice sounded like a mournful cry from the depths of a canyon, heartbreaking: "Jingchen, my child, your mother misses you so much!"

Su Jingchen took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away her tears. "Mother, don't be sad. I'm fine now."

It would be even better if I could meet Leng Yuexing.

The landowner's wife couldn't contain her sadness and joy, and it took her a while to calm down.

With her bloodshot eyes wide open, she instructed the servants to restart the posthumous marriage ceremony.

This time, the attendant took out a red rope again and tied it around Leng Yuexing and Su Jingchen's wrists.

As the music played, Leng Yuexing and Su Jingchen walked hand in hand to the villa's hall, where the final ceremony would be held.

When all the rituals were completed, the final words to send the bride into the bridal chamber faded away.

Su Jingchen nodded slightly to his mother, then carried Leng Yuexing and disappeared from everyone's sight.

At this moment, Zhao Ping and Chen Shaoyan received a message from the apocalypse game.

[Dear player of the post-apocalyptic game, it has been confirmed that the target you chose to stop, Leng Yuexing, has successfully cleared this instance. Your mission has failed.]

[It has been confirmed that you have used your only resurrection chance and will not have another opportunity to play the dungeon.]

Unfortunately, the doomsday game will eliminate you in ten seconds. Please be prepared!

At this moment, Zhao Ping and Chen Shaoyan were standing outside the villa. After reading the news from the doomsday game, they were so frightened that they fell to the ground.

As they watched the ten-second countdown, they could barely breathe.

Zhao Ping screamed and threw his wristwatch to the ground.

He shouted at the sky, "Shouldn't you give us another chance? If we hadn't stopped you, Leng Yuexing would have definitely passed the Doomsday Game. Is that what you wanted to see?"

Zhao Ping thought that Doomsday Game wouldn't pay attention to him, but he didn't expect that Doomsday Game's voice would resound directly in their minds.

[The Doomsday Game adheres to the principle of selecting the best races in the universe and has been committed to making the intelligent races in the universe stronger and more excellent.]

[The post-apocalyptic game awaits players to complete it and become one of the selected intelligent races!]

After hearing this, Zhao Ping finally understood that the doomsday game was not meant to keep him and Chen Shaoyan alive.

They were merely pawns in a doomsday game, whetstones for Leng Yuexing.

The game's biggest hope is that Leng Yuexing will complete the game and become the so-called planet guardian.

Unfortunately, they realized it too late.

After the ten-second countdown of the apocalyptic game, the two disappeared from the instance.

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Su Jingchen brought Leng Yuexing to his room.

Leng Yuexing also received the message from the instance.

[Dear apocalypse game player, congratulations! You have successfully completed this dungeon.]

You can choose to leave this instance immediately, or you can automatically leave this instance after ten hours.

【please choose! 】

Without hesitation, Leng Yuexing selected ten hours before leaving the instance and then closed the interface.

When Su Jingchen saw Leng Yuexing looking down at her watch, he knew that she had received a message from the doomsday game.

When Leng Yuexing looked up, he asked in a low voice, "Is it through the information in the copy?"

Leng Yuexing nodded. "Notify me to automatically leave the instance in ten hours."

Su Jingchen's breath hitched for a moment, and he said in a low voice, "It seems we only have ten hours left."

He then cupped Leng Yuexing's cheeks in his hands and pressed his lips to hers.

Leng Yuexing lay down on the big red bed and discovered that not only had the sheets and duvet cover been changed to red, but peanuts, red dates, and longans had also been sprinkled on them.

He lay there, his back marked with red welts.

Upon seeing this, Su Jingchen waved his hand and swept all the food on the bed under the bed.

He then gently touched the marks, hoping they would disappear quickly.

In the flickering candlelight, the shadows of the two gradually drew closer.

Leng Yuexing's clear, alluring voice rang out, accompanied by swaying shadows in the flickering candlelight...

Ten hours have passed in the blink of an eye.

With only one hour left, Su Jingchen held Leng Yuexing tightly in his arms.

He only felt safe when he truly felt Leng Yuexing in his arms.

As time went by, he held on tighter and tighter.

Leng Yuexing knew Su Jingchen's reluctance, so he let Su Jingchen hold him tightly.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, Su Jingchen held Leng Yuexing in one arm and plunged his other hand into his heart.

Upon seeing this, Leng Yuexing's heart stopped in shock. He grabbed Su Jingchen's arm and asked in astonishment, "What are you doing?"

Su Jingchen shook his head; the intense pain prevented him from speaking.

Then, he slowly withdrew his hand, revealing a glittering gem in his palm.

“This is a part of my soul, and I want you to take it so that I can find the copy you’re going to.”

Leng Yuexing's eyes instantly welled up with tears, and she looked at him with heartache, saying, "You don't have to do this. Even if we can't meet in the next instance, we will meet in the next world!"

"It's just a dungeon, it's not worth hurting yourself!"

Seeing that Leng Yuexing was truly heartbroken, Su Jingchen said somewhat helplessly, "Don't worry, it's just a little pain. As long as we can find you in the remaining two dungeons, this little pain is nothing."

Tears streamed down Leng Yuexing's face. How could someone from the world of cultivation not know the pain of having his soul ripped away?

That is an extreme pain that no other pain can compare to. Even tearing off just a tiny bit is enough to drive an ordinary person insane or even to death.

Su Jingchen felt as if Leng Yuexing's tears were needles piercing his heart.

He could endure the pain that tore his soul apart, but he could not bear this pain.

His face was pale, and he held Leng Yuexing's face in his hands with extreme heartache, gently kissing away his tears.

Afterward, he placed the hand holding the soul fragment on Leng Yuexing's chest, allowing the soul fragment to merge into his body.

When Su Jingchen's soul fragments entered her body, Leng Yuexing felt the soul partner contract vibrating.

The previously somewhat loosened partnership contract has become firm again.

He closed his eyes, sighed softly, and then pressed his lips to hers.