Nangong Qiangwei tearfully stammered out Xie Wanrou's phone number. Xie Wanrou, having handled Bai Zhi's funeral, could only bring Nangong Qiangwei back to the Nangong family.
However, she forbade Nangong Qiangwei from appearing in public or returning to live streaming and the entertainment industry. Nangong Qiangwei acted demure and doting, frequently visiting the hospital to accompany Nangong Han.
One day, a video surfaced online, sparking heated debate: the video of Nangong Qiangwei pushing Bai Zhi into the water.
"Oh my god, this is matricide. It seems some people are born wicked."
"Those who praised Nangong Qiangwei, come and see. They called her cute and kind. She could even harm her own mother. This is truly beyond redemption."
When Xie Wanrou saw the video, she knew something was wrong. She quickly called the police and rushed to the hospital, but unfortunately, it was too late.
Nangong Han's oxygen tube had been tampered with by Nangong Qiangwei. By the end of the morning, he was no longer alive.
As the police burst through the door, they saw the adorable child sprawled on the hospital bed, smiling sweetly at them.
"Police officers, what can I help you with?" she tilted her head, speaking in a cute, soft voice.
But her voice sent a chill down the spines of several police officers. The captain, walking forward, shook his head at his teammates by the door as he looked at the flat line on the medical monitor.
Two doctors stepped forward to examine the patient. He was as dead as could be.
"Uncle, did something happen to my father? *Sob sob*..." Nangong Qiangwei said tearfully and timidly.
She had scouted the location beforehand, avoiding all surveillance cameras in the room. The camera directly facing the monitor was also blocked by her toys. These people had no evidence.
Everyone shivered. She was just over three years old. With such meticulous scheming, committing parricide and matricide, she was likely the youngest murderer in their country.
No one dared to underestimate her. They detained her and took her to the police station. Nangong Qiangwei continued to act cute and throw tantrums, insisting she knew nothing and asking why she was being arrested.
Her heartbreaking cries drew the attention of passersby. However, seeing the group in police uniforms, no one dared to step forward. Nangong Qiangwei was thus sent to a juvenile detention center. Xie Wanrou never visited Nangong Qiangwei.
"Mrs. Nangong, please accept my condolences."
These days, the sentence Xie Wanrou heard most often was this. She burned incense for her son, mumbling prayers.
"A'Han, do you ever regret it? If you had married Xia Xia properly, and not bothered Bai Zhi, you wouldn't have had that wicked creature. Perhaps everything would be different."
In the span of four years, Xie Wanrou had lost two of her most cherished family members. After handling her son's funeral, she seemed to have aged by 10 years.
Nangong Qiangwei remained in the juvenile detention center, with no one speaking to her. No matter how she feigned innocence or acted cute, no one would believe her anymore.
"Ah, why? Why did it turn out this way? I am the chosen one, the protagonist of this world. Why do I have to stay here? Why hasn't that old hag Xie Wanrou come to pick me up?"
"It's all your fault, all your fault. Two useless good-for-nothings. It's an honor that I can personally deal with you, yet you get me locked up for such a trivial matter."
"If I can't have a good life, none of you will."
The weather all day was gloomy, with the occasional flash of thunder. It felt eerie and terrifying, much like the scenes in television dramas where demons appear to bring chaos to the mortal realm.
Jun Jiuli: "Something is about to happen."
Shui Wa: "Something is about to happen."
Jun Jiuli hurried towards the juvenile detention center. "Shui Wa, do you know what's going on?"
"All the fortune is converging towards the juvenile detention center. If this continues, the small world will collapse. Host, do you have a way to stop it?"
"If that's the case, then he will definitely come."
"Who?"
"The Heavenly Dao."
Jun Jiuli brushed past a man with a chilling aura and amber eyes, his face indistinguishable. He glanced back in her direction.
Jun Jiuli felt that this person was different from ordinary people, exuding immense pressure. However, the situation was urgent, and she didn't dwell on it, rushing towards the juvenile detention center.
Slipping past unnoticed into Nangong Qiangwei's room, she found the puppet figures shattered on the floor. Nangong Qiangwei was nowhere to be seen.
Using the traces of aura in the room, she took out a tracking artifact and began her search. Not long after leaving, the surroundings suddenly turned a hazy white. Jun Jiuli calmly began looking for an exit.
Shui Wa: "Oh no, oh no, Host. It's the Heavenly Dao's Divine Realm. This place is a self-contained world, where everything is manipulated and changed at the Heavenly Dao's will. We can't escape."
Jun Jiuli had already tried to enter her spatial dimension, but it was useless. She clenched her left hand, telling herself not to panic. Otherwise, all hope would be lost.
Jun Jiuli sat on the ground, closed her eyes, and entered a meditative state.
"He brought me here not just to play with me. I'll wait and see. He will appear."
Shui Wa: "This is the best approach. We can only wait."
Days turned into years. Jun Jiuli focused solely on improving her cultivation, as if she had forgotten she was confined. She showed no signs of anxiety.
She sat there for a thousand years. Shui Wa grew bored and moldy. It had been counting the passing days.
"You truly have patience. Hong Luan's defeat was not unjust. May I ask why you came to this world?"
"Entrusted by someone."
"Do you know that your actions almost destroyed this world? If I had arrived a moment later that day, the consequences would have been immeasurable."
"Aren't you gods and the Heavenly Dao, who act with impunity, the ones who caused all this? Thinking yourselves so superior, you casually manipulate the destinies of others."
"Are you angry? You don't seem to be. Is it because you feel you can control your own destiny?"
"It's none of your business."
"Your life is in my hands. Aren't you anxious?"
"Life and death are to be taken lightly; fight if you disagree."
The indifferent man frowned, speechless. He had never heard such a shameless statement and didn't know how to respond.
"Since you do not wish to speak further, I shall send you away. Disrupting this world requires a price."
With that, he attacked Jun Jiuli. The dense power of the world's origin pressed down, his moves sharp and fatal. Jun Jiuli struggled to fend him off, but she neither dodged nor retreated, as if masochistically embracing the blows.
Shui Wa: "Host, quickly dodge! I'm already contacting the main god. Hold on a little longer, and we can fake our deaths. Don't go head-on, my foolish Host."
"Wuwuwu, if I had known this koi would be so troublesome, I wouldn't have brought you to this world."
"Host, persevere a bit longer. The person sent by the main god is arriving soon."
"007, quickly take your Host away."
A black abyss tore open in the white space. Shui Wa wept with joy. Unexpectedly, Jun Jiuli pressed her left hand against the Heavenly Dao's dantian, holding on tightly and unable to be pulled away.
"Host, what are you doing? Let go quickly, it's time to leave."
A massive storm descended, making everyone sway precariously. The entire white space instantly collapsed, and the Heavenly Dao vanished with it.
Jun Jiuli coughed up several mouthfuls of blood before she could stabilize herself. She couldn't hold on for long and fell into a coma.
Jun Jiuli woke up again, finding herself lying in the system space.
"Host, you're finally awake. Wuwuwu, I thought I would never see you again."
"Cough, cough, silly system. How was the last plane?"
"You won't believe it, that Heavenly Dao actually tricked me. A thousand years didn't pass at all. In the outside world, only a day had gone by. It made me so bored I was moldy. He's truly awful."
"Get to the point. (!)"
"Okay, okay."
"The data from the main god indicates that Nangong Qiangwei is actually the Heavenly Dao's twin sibling. By rights, the previous Heavenly Dao should only have one child. They were an anomaly."
"During the process of cultivating the next Heavenly Dao, Nangong Qiangwei's talent was inferior to her brother's, and her personality had significant flaws. In the end, the Heavenly Dao triumphed and became the true god. His sister had no choice but to die."
"However, the Heavenly Dao couldn't bear to do it. He concealed it from everyone and kept Nangong Qiangwei, sending her to the mortal realm. He never expected to cause such great chaos, almost leading to the collapse of the mortal world. Therefore, in the end, he personally ended his own sister."
"I see. Then what happened to Shen Qingxia's parents? Is she satisfied with this mission?"
"The main god communicated with the Heavenly Dao and reached some agreement. Regardless, no one in the small world remembers you, the male and female leads, or the little koi."
"Father and Mother Shen, having worked hard their entire lives, handed over the company management to professional executives and happily went traveling."
"Xie Wanrou forgot her son's troubles. Holding a large sum of money, with filial nephews and nieces, her life was very comfortable."
"The original host was also very satisfied with the final outcome. She felt that she had hurt her parents' hearts, and perhaps their forgetting her was the best result."
"That's good."
"Host, why did you have to go head-to-head with the Heavenly Dao? You didn't leave when I told you to. Are you hiding something from me? (•̀⊝•́)"
Jun Jiuli clenched her left hand. "Nothing at all, silly system. Do you still want to level up? Let's start the next plane quickly."
"Host, are you sure your body is okay?"
Jun Jiuli felt the immense power within her soul, which was better than ever.
"Absolutely no problem!" She was increasingly looking forward to the upcoming worlds.
Meanwhile, the little Heavenly Dao felt that nearly half of his origin power had disappeared. What exactly happened?
What sorcery did that woman use? She was just an ordinary person.
The matter of divine power regression must not be spread. It seemed he would have to go into seclusion for a while.