Little Junior Sister, We Can’t Handle This Grind Anymore - Chapter 100

Feng Qingran became even more certain of one point: every person existing within the story’s framework existed to serve Su Yanran.

The enemy behind all this was indeed the Heavenly Dao!

Only the Heavenly Dao could orchestrate things on such a grand scale, executing every detail flawlessly.

Since this illusion was a world constructed from her memories, she must be its master.

Feng Qingran sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and began circulating the energy throughout her body.

In the blink of an eye, all her injuries healed completely.

She stood up and walked straight towards Su Yanran’s courtyard. Along the way, she encountered many disciples, all of whom looked at her with disdain.

“Look, it’s that… waste, Feng Qingran!”

“With a Five Elements spiritual root, she still had to take up a spot in our Heavenly Sword Sect. How disgusting…”

“I heard she joined our sect just to find a powerful Dao companion, to get a backer…”

“Not only that! She clings to Junior Sister Yanran all the time, trying to steal her resources…”

“There’s more! I heard she wasn’t content being a menial disciple and tried to seduce our Senior Brother, only to be thrown out naked by him!”

…

A faint smile touched Feng Qingran’s lips as she ignored these words.

She had only one goal now: to teach Su Yanran a lesson.

Within the illusion, any action taken bore no consequence of karmic backlash.

Feng Qingran found Su Yanran’s room and raised a hand.

Boom!—

A palm strike shattered the door.

Ah!—

A scream came from inside the room.

When Feng Qingran walked in, she saw Su Yanran holding an iron rod.

“Ranran, how did you…” Su Yanran guiltily hid the iron rod behind her back.

A cold light flickered in Feng Qingran’s almond-shaped eyes. Everything in the illusion was illusory. As long as she gave nothing away, they wouldn’t discover any secrets.

Right now, she just wanted to vent the grievances for the Feng Qingran in the book.

Feng Qingran raised her jade-like hand, and a whip appeared in it. With a flick of her wrist, the whip lashed across Su Yanran’s body.

Whack! Whack! Whack!

After just a few lashes, several shocking wounds appeared on Su Yanran’s body.

Feng Qingran stepped forward, grabbed Su Yanran’s chin, and said, “Tell me, if I were to kill you here, would you stay trapped here forever?”

“You!” ‘Su Yanran’s’ face was full of shock.

This wasn’t right!

Why wasn’t Feng Qingran following the script again?

“If I’m not mistaken, you must be Qiongqi, right?” A dark glint appeared in Feng Qingran’s eyes.

“You… how could you know?” ‘Su Yanran’ was utterly astonished.

“I didn’t know,” Feng Qingran’s lips curved slightly. “Actually, I was just guessing. But your expression confirms you really are Qiongqi.”

“I started suspecting a while ago. As characters in an illusion, you all are a bit too… lively.”

“Honestly, I have to thank you and Hundun. If you hadn’t injured me, it might have taken me longer to awaken.”

Feng Qingran patted ‘Su Yanran’s’ cheek.

This Qiongqi was clearly a male beast—the illusionary skin was far too rough.

‘Su Yanran’ stared wide-eyed. What kind of monster was Feng Qingran?

How could she regain her memories like this?

A faint light gleamed in Feng Qingran’s eyes. After dealing with ‘Su Yanran,’ next was ‘Sheng Shike.’

Feng Qingran dragged the whip towards Sheng Shike’s courtyard.

Bang!—

Again, she shattered the door upon entry.

‘Sheng Shike’ was clearly stunned when she saw Feng Qingran.

How had Feng Qingran’s injuries healed so quickly?

It wasn’t until Feng Qingran’s whip landed on her that ‘Sheng Shike’ reacted, flying into a rage. “Feng Qingran! How dare you?”

“Why wouldn’t I dare? Hundun, when you tried to injure my soul, you should have known that what goes around comes around!” Feng Qingran showed no mercy in her strikes.

‘Sheng Shike’s’ pupils contracted. Feng Qingran had regained her memories and seen through its true form!

‘Sheng Shike’ lay on the ground, taking a long time to process this.

Only when it felt something off about the whip Feng Qingran was using did it cry out in alarm, “Feng Qingran, you’re trying to injure my divine soul?”

“If you could strike at me in the shadows, why can’t I?” A chilling, murderous aura emanated from Feng Qingran. She swung her whip, aiming straight for ‘Sheng Shike’s’ face.

‘Sheng Shike’s’ body trembled. It had a premonition—if this whip truly landed, its divine soul would surely suffer damage…

Just at that moment—

Yinglong, outside the illusion, cast a spell, freezing everything.

Then, it sent Feng Qingran and all the ferocious beasts out of the illusion.

“Yinglong?!” The Primordial Singing Snake cried out anxiously. It clearly felt that after doing this, Yinglong had weakened significantly.

Yinglong’s cultivation realm had even dropped.

For a being at Yinglong’s level, once cultivation falls, it’s almost impossible to restore.

It’s like a cultivator’s Virtual God stage—once cultivation regresses, they might never return to their original realm before their lifespan ends.

Yinglong’s voice sounded much more aged. “It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have let this child enter the illusion. This Labyrinthine Illusory Realm was problematic to begin with…”

Yinglong concluded that Feng Qingran must be a reborn person.

Feng Qingran’s previous life must have ended tragically, otherwise, she wouldn’t harbor such immense resentment.

The one who sent her into this life, fearing she would be influenced by this resentment, deliberately sealed away part of her memories.

And the Labyrinthine Illusory Realm caused Feng Qingran to prematurely unlock those sealed memories.

This was definitely not a good thing for Feng Qingran.

If Feng Qingran realized that what she experienced in the illusion were memories from her past life, it would be equivalent to directly awakening her inner demons.

“Yinglong, you’re not a rash person. I’m afraid the problem isn’t with the illusion, but with this little girl’s memories, right?” The Primordial Singing Snake’s eyes held a probing look.