Quick Transmigration: Striving Every Day to Overcome Tribulation

The lonely, mad, and unfulfilled Ghost King Lang Changfeng is like a demon trapped in a bottle.

If you don't get what you want once or twice, the devil's nature will have already changed.

His initial desire gradually twisted into deep resentment and madness.

Each disappointment burned his soul like a raging fire, making him more irritable and ruthless.

The last vestige of reason that might have remained was gradually replaced by a bloodthirsty glint in his eyes after repeated blows of unfulfilled desires. It was as if he wanted to destroy everything in order to satisfy the insatiable chasm of his desires.

Resentment corrupted his mind, and he utterly succumbed to despair and madness.

In the original book, it was Wang Zhitao, the female protagonist of the small world, whose kindness moved Lang Changfeng.

But it was clearly Lang Changfeng who killed Wang Zhitao in her previous life, not who gave her poison.

Would Lang Changfeng really change his personality completely just because of the reincarnation of a wife?

It's really hard to believe.

The person who killed Wang Zhitao in her past life is now with Wang Zhitao in her reincarnation.

I fear there may be an even deeper conspiracy hidden inside.

Upon hearing Su Su's words, Qi Qi hurriedly went to find Xiao Tiandao.

Lang Changfeng is indeed with Wang Zhitao.

However, the tasks and plots that Wang Zhitao faced in the original book were all secretly arranged by Lang Changfeng.

When Wang Zhitao felt she was outmatched, Lang Changfeng stepped in to help and showered her with affection.

In this blind love, Wang Zhitao even took the initiative to share half of her merits with Lang Changfeng.

This enabled Lang Changfeng to quickly accumulate merit, become a ghost immortal, and occupy a place in hell.

All of this seemed to be under Lang Changfeng's control, while Wang Zhitao was completely unaware that she had become a pawn in someone else's game.

She might know, but she's also a beneficiary, so why would she say it?

"So, Master, are you going to find Wang Zhitao?" Qiqi asked, her light sphere flashing.

"Yes! Let's just kill Lang Changfeng! That way he won't cause trouble again next time, and we can eliminate any future problems."

After telling Zhuzhu that she might not be back for a few days, Su Su and Qi Qi went to the Wang family.

In the past few months, Wang Zhitao has regained her former high spirits.

She not only has a handsome husband who dotes on her, but he also promises to restore her eyes to their original state.

At this moment, Wang Zhitao was overflowing with happiness, and she even forgot about Su Su.

When Su Su came to Wang Zhitao.

At that moment, Wang Zhitao and Lang Changfeng were preparing to gouge out the eyes of the next person with the ability to see ghosts, but were interrupted by Su Su's sudden appearance.

"A person of great merit!!!"

Looking at Su Su, who was radiant with golden light and resembled a fairy, Lang Changfeng subconsciously revealed a wicked smile.

That smile was so greasy that Su Su couldn't bear to look at it.

Without saying a word, Su Su raised a spiked club and slammed it hard on Lang Changfeng's head.

This attack was incredibly powerful, instantly dispersing the ghostly aura emanating from his body.

However, the ghostly energy condensed again in the next second.

"Qiqi, investigate this. I'm speechless. How do they still have luck on them?" Su Su frowned, full of impatience.

After quickly investigating, Qi Qi returned and reported: "Master, there is an array on the male protagonist's body that secures his luck."

"Why is it another array? This is so annoying. Who gave him this array?" Su Su muttered to herself.

"It was all part of the plot. He got a book on formations, and with his good fortune, he succeeded."

Su Su rolled her eyes helplessly: "Alright, I got it."

Having said that, she decisively took out her sword from her spatial storage.

The sword radiated a mysterious light, and the patterns on its blade were ancient and simple, as if it contained boundless power.

With a gentle wave of her hand, Su Su's sword shot towards Lang Changfeng like an arrow, engaging him in a fierce battle.

As for Wang Zhitao, who was standing to the side in fear and unease, Su Su turned to look at her, her eyes filled with disgust.

"Wang Zhitao, how can you be so shameless! You're always staring into other people's eyes." Su Su's words were like sharp blades, piercing straight into Wang Zhitao's heart.

Upon hearing Su Su's voice, Wang Zhitao's initial fear vanished instantly, replaced by an arrogant and haughty demeanor.

She raised her head haughtily and said disdainfully, "Su Su!!!"

"What do you know? You'll never be able to enter the world of metaphysics in your entire life, bah! Sickly brat."

"Oh! The sickly one's eyes are all healed now, but where have your eyes gone?" Su Su's lips curled into a faint smile, a smile filled with endless mockery.

Then, with a gentle wave of her hand, an invisible force struck Wang Zhitao, instantly knocking her unconscious.

Su Su did not intend to kill Wang Zhitao so quickly. She wanted to torture her slowly, make her watch her family be destroyed, be haunted by ghosts, and only when her soul collapsed would she truly die.

"You're back? Are you full?" Su Su tilted her head slightly, her gaze tender as she looked at the sword that had just returned and was now acting coquettishly towards her.

The sword emitted a faint glow as it gently brushed against Su Su's cheek, like a child yearning for pampering.

"Alright, one Ghost King isn't enough. He's the male protagonist of this small world. Don't be so greedy." Su Su raised her hand slightly, gently swung the sword aside, and then lightly flicked the blade.

The longsword cooperated perfectly, bouncing off Su Su's force.

Su Su looked at the obedient longsword and couldn't help but smile, her smile as warm as the spring sun.

"Alright, we'll see if there's a chance next time so you can eat your fill. Now get back to your room!" Su Su's tone was slightly indulgent.

"The rules of this small world cannot withstand your presence." Su Su tilted her head slightly, looking at the sky outside.

The moment the longsword appeared, the sky suddenly darkened, dark clouds gathered, and muffled thunder rumbled.

The longsword emitted a loud, long cry as it slashed fiercely towards the sky, its powerful force instantly splitting the dark clouds apart.

After the dark clouds dispersed, the longsword snuggled close to Su Su once more before reluctantly returning to its spatial dimension.

Su Su looked at the two people lying on the ground and kindly helped the person who almost had his eyes gouged out by calling the police in his voice.

After the police arrived, Su Su turned and left.

As fate would have it, Wang Zhitao eventually died under the overpass.

But her body continues to move, possessed by the spirit of the wronged who died to seek revenge.

Su Su returned to that quiet little town and continued to live a simple yet beautiful life with Zhu Zhu, occasionally taking on extra work, living a very happy life.

Sunlight streamed down the streets of the small town, making Su Su and Zhu Zhu's figures appear especially warm and inviting in the play of light and shadow.