"Xiaoling, you are truly ruthless! After all, Zi Tianhe raised you for twenty years!"
A calculating glint flashed in Yan Shuheng's eyes.
He said, taking another liberty, and thought, "No wonder people say big-breasted women are brainless, it's true! Have you ever considered that without Zi Tianhe's protection, you can still enjoy the glory of being the second daughter of the Zi Group?"
Zi Xiaoling let out a seductive gasp, then shook off Yan Shuheng's hand and jumped off the bed.
She smiled charmingly and then said mockingly, "Zi Tianhe merely wants to atone for his sins, but I... will not give him this chance!"
However, such vicious words, paired with her naked body, felt strange to anyone who heard them.
Yan Shuheng followed her off the bed, then embraced her slender waist, the flames in his eyes growing steadily.
"Xiaoling, what do you plan to do?"
His eyes held a lustful madness, and his voice was laced with provocation.
"Heh heh! Killing Zi Linling, that bitch, is just the first step. The next, of course, is to control the entire Zi Corporation!"
Zi Xiaoling's skin itched from Yan Shuheng's touch, but she had to force herself to maintain a sliver of clarity.
"I can help you deal with Zi Tianhe! But..."
As Yan Shuheng spoke, he suddenly pushed Zi Xiaoling back onto the bed.
"You're really impatient!"
Zi Xiaoling chuckled and cursed, then began to immerse herself in that wonderful sensation.
Zi Linling's eyes filled with icy coldness that instantly permeated the room, causing the temperature to drop rapidly.
However, when she tried to kill the two people entangled on the bed, she discovered that her spiritual arts and skills were unusable.
This was because there was no spiritual energy in this world.
Without spiritual energy, spiritual arts and skills became useless, losing their value.
Furthermore, her divine sense was restricted by some rule, preventing it from advancing even an inch.
Physical contact was even more impossible; in her soul state, she could not touch anyone.
Zi Linling was furious, intensely hating this feeling of powerlessness.
Her anger surged, seemingly about to incinerate the couple consummating their union on the bed.
As the rage continuously eroded her, and her obsession grew, her sanity slowly began to be devoured.
Soon, wisps of black energy appeared within Zi Linling's soul.
It was guilt, anger, resentment, and unwillingness...
Guilt, naturally, was towards her parents.
Her parents had raised her for twenty-six years, yet she hadn't repaid them in any way.
Anger, naturally, was directed at Zi Xiaoling.
The person their entire family had wholeheartedly sacrificed for was now heartlessly retaliating against them.
Unwillingness stemmed from her misplacing her trust, leading to her demise. What was even more infuriating was that she couldn't even exact revenge.
And resentment was a challenge to the unfairness of heaven.
Although Zi Linling wasn't a paragon of virtue, as a ghost-handed poison doctor, she had always held life in reverence.
But in the end? Her life was like a candle in the wind, her soul transmigrated to another world.
Since good deeds brought no reward, why bother being good!
The black energy in Zi Linling's soul grew, and a faint black mist also swirled around her physical body on the ghost altar.
Deep within everyone's soul lay a dark door, and at this moment, Zi Linling's door was slowly opening.
"Alas!"
A heavy sigh echoed in her mind.
"One thought leads to good, one thought leads to evil. If the original heart is not corrupted, what does it mean to be a demon? Good will be rewarded, evil will be punished. Guard your original heart, and the Dao can defy fate..."
This voice, like a beacon in a stormy night, preserved the last shred of Zi Linling's sanity.
Then, this sliver of clarity transformed into a prairie fire, spreading rapidly.
The darkness in Zi Linling's soul gradually faded, and the dark door slowly closed.
She also awoke from her daze, and what met her eyes were still two naked bodies.
Zi Linling's mouth twitched. She had actually been fortunate enough to witness a vivid, colorful erotic performance.
Never mind. She couldn't get revenge today anyway. It was better to retreat, cultivate diligently, and when she returned in her true form, that would be the day of her vengeance.
Wait, that's not right!
Just as Zi Linling was about to turn and leave, she suddenly remembered, "Wasn't I attempting a trial on the ghost altar? How did I suddenly return to my past life's world?"
Could it be... this was an illusion?
But if it was an illusion, why was it so real? And were the things she had heard and seen true or false?
If it wasn't an illusion, how had she, in her soul state, traversed time and space to return?
There was a problem! A big problem!
The light in Zi Linling's eyes flickered. Recalling how she had almost descended into demonic possession earlier, she couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
Suddenly, the erotic scene before her rapidly disintegrated, replaced by an ancient, elegant room.
In the room, Ye Lingyuan sat on the bed wearing only an inner garment, looking at her with a half-smile and said, "Lin'er, you've finally come. I've been waiting for you for a long time!"
Ye Lingyuan, with a wicked charm, got off the bed and walked towards her, saying as he walked, "Lin'er, it's late. Let your husband help you change."
As he spoke, he reached out to unfasten Zi Linling's clothes.
Zi Linling smiled.
This spirit of the altar really dared to play!
She was currently in her soul state. How could Ye Lingyuan possibly touch her?
But the moment Ye Lingyuan's hand truly landed on her, she froze!
What was going on?
In the previous two scenarios, she couldn't touch anyone, and no one could see her.
But now...
This wasn't right!
Ye Lingyuan had seen her the moment she appeared.
Could it be...
Zi Linling frowned slightly. She tentatively called out, "Ye Lingyuan!"
Huh! What's going on?
Why did her voice carry a seductive charm?
To verify, she called out again in a cold tone, "Ye Lingyuan!"
This time, her face couldn't help but darken.
Her voice, devoid of warmth, somehow carried an alluring charm.
It felt like the way a courtesan beckons a client.
Pah! Pah! Pah!
While she was momentarily stunned, Ye Lingyuan had already unfastened her button.
"Bastard!"
Zi Linling's anger surged, and she slapped Ye Lingyuan.
Ye Lingyuan leaned back slightly, and the slap missed.
He said with a smile, "Lin'er, what are you doing? An hour of spring night is worth a thousand gold!"
Spring night my foot!
Zi Linling was infuriated.
She also kicked Ye Lingyuan.
But Ye Lingyuan, unhurriedly, caught her ankle, pulled her forcefully, and with his other hand, quickly embraced her waist.
"Lin'er, the spring night is short, and you're being mischievous!"
Ye Lingyuan's voice was intoxicatingly alluring, and his face slowly loomed larger in Zi Linling's vision.
Zi Linling's heart suddenly quickened.