Rong Jin felt a little bored these past two days.
Cheng Yingxin and Lu Jingting had both been arrested. To stabilize the situation, the Lu Group had no choice but to publicly terminate their employment relationship with Lu Jingting. As for his inheritance, it was likely a lost cause. She had indeed been quite happy watching those two suffer, but now that she couldn't find anyone to tease, she felt restless.
That person had suggested she find a job, perhaps become a celebrity. She was beautiful, and after this incident, she had gained notoriety, making fame an easy pursuit.
However, Rong Jin had no interest. When she attended the banquet introduced by that person, she couldn't help but hit a woman. Her fame had probably grown even larger now, but her prospects of becoming a star were certainly dashed.
The spring chill was biting.
As she walked across a pedestrian bridge with her bag, she suddenly noticed someone ahead of her.
Not someone walking in front of her, but someone who had suddenly appeared. Rong Jin was wearing high heels, which were a bit uncomfortable. She stopped to look at the person, instinctively gripping the railing beside her.
When she saw the person's face, she was utterly astonished. "Sister!"
The person opposite her smiled and said, "Jin'er."
Rong Jin's expression changed drastically.
Although she had longed for her sister to call her that, her sister had never called her that since that incident.
No.
She showed a hint of disappointment, but more so anger. "Who are you? Who let you use my sister's face!"
The person opposite froze for a moment, then let out a light laugh. "What do you mean, I'm using her face? We are one and the same. She is your sister, and so am I. Jin'er, why do you only acknowledge her and not me?"
"You're spouting nonsense!" Rong Jin recognized her identity and was furious at her words. "You think you're worthy of being compared to my sister? You're just the garbage that shouldn't have existed within her body. You're unworthy!"
No matter how calm a person was, they would get angry when insulted like this. Moreover, she was a part stripped from Zhu Lin's body, with a temper three parts similar to hers. At this moment, she naturally became enraged.
"Why am I not worthy?" she walked over. "We are one, yet she abandoned me. The dignified God Venerable of the Divine Realm, gods, demons, humans, beasts, spirits, and ghosts – she could tolerate them all, but not me. Why!"
Rong Jin was stunned for a moment.
"But I've thought it through now. Perhaps, as you said, although we are one, we are destined to be two individuals. I possess half of her power. If that's the case, if she can be the supreme ruler of the Divine Realm, why can't I?"
She suddenly attacked, her fingers, like green onion stalks, rapidly transforming into sharp claws, lunging towards Rong Jin's heart.
Rong Jin spun her body. Her cumbersome clothes dissipated into smoke, transforming into her original white attire. Simultaneously, she struck the woman's "hand" with a palm, gathering a ball of green light and sending it towards the woman.
The woman dodged in time. As she clenched her fist, a sword appeared in her hand.
The exact same long sword, emanating the same radiance.
She pointed the sword at Rong Jin and declared arrogantly, "I have half of her power, coupled with this immortal heart. I will definitely be stronger than her!"
Rong Jin was furious. With a flip of her palm, a white feather fan appeared. "This was given to me by my sister. No one can take it away!"
She hurled the feather fan at the woman. As it flew through the air, countless white feathers shot out from within, gradually transforming into sharp blades, flying directly towards the woman.
Most of these blades were blocked by the woman wielding her long sword, but some broke through her defense and struck her body.
Rong Jin retrieved the feather fan and looked at the blood-soaked areas on the woman's body with disdain. "You can't even defeat me, and you think you can deal with my sister? It's a pipe dream."
The woman looked at the wounds inflicted by the blades. They were not severe and could be easily healed, but Rong Jin's actions enraged her, making her feel unprecedented humiliation.
She charged forward with a somewhat crazed demeanor, swinging her long sword at Rong Jin.
Rong Jin blocked with the feather fan, while with her other hand, she gathered spiritual energy and struck towards the woman's chest. The woman similarly blocked with spiritual energy. Rong Jin pushed away her sword, her body soaring into the air. She somersaulted in the air and kicked at the woman. The woman quickly blocked with her long sword, the powerful force making her retreat several steps.
Her body barely stabilized, her eyes became even more frenzied. She floated slightly in mid-air, pointing her long sword at Rong Jin and flying towards her.
Rong Jin dodged, clashing palms with her. The immense spiritual energy instantly created a gust of wind around them. Their strengths were equal, and it should have been a stalemate for some time. However, just as they were locked in a struggle, Rong Jin suddenly felt the air around her distort. Certain beautiful memories from the past suddenly appeared.
She zoned out for a moment.
Nine Heavens, Divine Palace.
"Sister?"
"It's me, Jin'er."
"Sister, why are you here? You, aren't you..." She suddenly couldn't remember what her sister was doing.
"What about me?" The person in her memory smiled gently at her. "I've always been here, Jin'er. Are you feeling better?"
"...Yes, I'm better. Thank you, sister."
"You're welcome. You are my dearest sister. You don't need to say thank you."
She was deeply moved. "Really? Sister, I am your dearest sister!"
"Of course, it's true." The woman seemed impatient. "You're better now, so can you give my heart back?"
Rong Jin was stunned again.
The woman became more urgent. "Sister needs a heart to fight the bad guys. Jin'er, you're so good and sensible, can you give your heart back to sister?"
"...Okay."
The woman's face lit up with joy. She stepped forward to dig out her heart.
However, as soon as her hand touched Rong Jin's body, she was blasted away by a powerful green light.
Rong Jin also instantly awoke as if from a dream, her eyes regaining clarity. Holding the feather fan, her body moved like a wisp of white smoke, instantly flying before the woman and striking her with a powerful palm wind.
The space distorted again, and someone pulled her to the side.
Rong Jin looked and saw two people not far away. Su Dan Novel Network.
Another woman held a scepter. Although she had saved the imposter, she looked impatient.
Her eyes were cold and sinister. "It was you just now!"
The woman said smugly, "It was me. What can you do about it?"
Rong Jin's feather fan spun and flew towards her. Those soft, white feathers transformed into deadly blades in mid-air, attacking her without hesitation.
The woman tried to use her ability to control time and space, but to her surprise, it had no effect.
The process of pulling her into past memories had been difficult enough. Trying to do it again now was quite foolish.
She quickly tried to block in another way. Rong Jin was even faster, flying forward. "This is made from Vermillion Bird spiritual feathers. Do you think you can destroy it? You're simply foolish!"
She gathered green light in her hand and struck both of them with a ball of green light. In a moment of crisis, the scepter in the woman's hand emitted a faint blue light, and in the next second, the two disappeared from their spot.
Rong Jin looked around and only saw the long sword lying on the ground not far away.
The things used by the imposter were naturally fake.
She walked over and picked up the long sword. She had intended to destroy it directly, but then her eyes darted. She reined in her spiritual energy, looked at the fake sword, and carrying it, she descended from the pedestrian bridge.