Forested Continent.
South Yue Kingdom.
Ghost Street.
Pain!
My head feels like it's exploding and my body aches as if it's been run over by a truck. It's unbearable!
Ye Feiyan strains to open her heavy eyes, only to be greeted by pitch black.
She wrinkles her nose, a pungent smell of blood permeating the air.
Huh?
Where is this? Why is she here?
Wasn't she betrayed by her friend, ambushed by the enemy during a mission, and killed in the resulting explosion along with her adversary?
"Hiss"
The next moment, Ye Feiyan experiences a sharp pain in her head, as wave upon wave of memories flood in.
Damn!
She's actually become part of the transmigration trend, reincarnating into a different life. How absurdly clichéd is that?
However, clichéd as it may be, most importantly, she's alive again. Nothing could be more important than living.
Having met her end alongside her enemies, she is reborn in the body of a young girl, who shares her name, "Ye Feiyan."
The original Ye Feiyan used to be the legitimate senior daughter of the Ye family in Nanyue Kingdom. Her grandfather is a highly respected elder in the kingdom, and her parents were blessed with astounding talents.
Sadly, her parents passed away prematurely; her second uncle became the acting head of the Ye family, while her second aunt, Madam Zhu, and cousins Ye Yuting and Ye Yuwei saw her as a thorn in their side. This was all because Ye Feiyan was engaged to the prince, Huangfu Xian.
Moreover, the original Ye Feiyan was incapable of cultivating spiritual power; aside from the old master of the Ye family, everyone else viewed her as the family's disgrace. Hence, once out of sight from the old master, she lived a life worse than a dog!
Indeed, in Senluo Continent, might is revered; strength is worshipped, while the weak are despised.
Here, humans are divided into cultivators who exercise spiritual power and common folks who don’t. The cultivators constantly increase their strength through persistent cultivation. In contrast, those who cannot are regarded as trash, much like the original Ye Feiyan.
In her past life, Ye Feiyan was a terrifying secret agent, and current challenges did not faze her. She smirked. Since she had taken up this body, she's going to pursue justice and make those who mistreated the original Ye Feiyan pay the price!
Suddenly, light footsteps and whispers emerged from outside her room.
"Boss, are we really going to do this? This Miss Ye may be good-for-nothing, but she is, after all, the betrothed of the Crown Prince. If he finds out he's being cuckolded, wouldn’t he kill us?"
"What are you afraid of? The Crown Prince has been seeking ways to eliminate Miss Ye. Maybe he will even reward us later."
"Really? Oh, that's right! Second Miss Ye just told us that Miss Ye has been drugged with Love Blossom Poison. Second Miss Ye and the Crown Prince are in love, I'm sure they will shower us with additional rewards."
Ye Feiyan furrowed her brows as she listened to their conversation.
Love Blossom Poison?
Suppressing the excruciating pain throughout her body, she checked her pulse.
As expected, she was drugged. However, the effects had not started to manifest.
A chilling glint flashed in Ye Feiyan's eyes as she quickly searched through her memories.
Second sister? Third sister? Fiancé?
Good, very good! They are all waiting for her!
The sound of footsteps drew closer and Ye Feiyan's beautiful eyes sharply swept around her surroundings, grabbing a hairpin that someone had carelessly left behind.
In no time, two figures appeared before Ye Feiyan, the pitch-black dilapidated temple now brightly lit by their torches.
“Tsk, tsk, tsk, the trash is covered in blood, but at least she's a beauty. Hehe, let me take good care of you!" One of them said, his face twisted into a wicked grin as he reached out to tear Ye Feiyan's clothes.
As his hand approached Ye Feiyan, her previously tightly shut eyes snapped open, a trace of murderous intent streaking past her cold and razor-sharp eyes.
"Looking for death!"
She grabbed the burly man's foot with one hand, used all her strength to yank it, and the unsuspecting burly man lost his balance and fell to the ground.
Realising the urgency of the situation, Ye Feiyan bolted upright, her blood-stained hands fiercely slammed into the burly man's neck.
Bam!
The man's head tilted to the side, falling unconscious.
The other burly man holding a torch was dumbfounded at the unfolding scene, his eyeballs bulging out from sheer surprise.
Without wasting any more time, Ye Feiyan knocked him out as well in the same ruthless manner.
The very thought of these two pitiful weaklings daring to challenge her, a fearsome special agent from her past life, was just laughable!
Guessing that the Love Flower poison was about to take effect, Ye Feiyan deftly tied the two of them up.
So, Ye Yuting wants to ruin her reputation? Then she'd pay them back in their own coin!
Stepping out of the dilapidated temple, Ye Feiyan vigilantly surveyed her surroundings. Only a quick recall was needed to remember this was Kyoto's famously infamous Ghost Street.
Ghost houses and temples lined the sides of Ghost Street. There were rumors of being able to see ghosts wandering around if one dared to stroll down the street, hence why it was rarely visited, especially after nightfall.
Hehe. Ye Yuting indeed chose a strange place.
Suddenly, a night breeze swept in. Ye Feiyan twitched her nose, a flicker of joy surfacing in her heart, and she stepped into a ghost house on the eastern side of Ghost Street.
The further in she ventured, the denser the smell of herbs in the air.
Under the moonlight, she could see a medicinal garden inside the ghost house, filled with various herbs.
This was all too suspicious. Ye Feiyan couldn't help but be extra cautious, silently observing her surroundings, not giving away her presence.
Then, a silhouette swiftly darted around the medicinal garden, swiftly gathering all the herbs she needed.
Following that, Ye Feiyan found some tools in the ghost house and adeptly ground the herbs into juice that she swallowed.
A quarter of an hour later, the Love Flower poison in Ye Feiyan's system was neutralized.
Subsequently, she prepared some healing concoctions to treat her injuries, of which there were many. She also made some knockout drugs, upgraded versions of the Love Flower poison, and an enhanced form of the Rage Powder, all which she needed.
Lastly, flicking off some dust on her robe, her beautiful eyes looked around, saying in a polite tone. "Thank you!"
After speaking, Ye Firan gracefully turned and left.
What she didn't know was that a four-leaf clover, only as high as a finger, was silently following her, bouncing here and there.
Returning to the ghost temple, Ye Firan quickly moved the two brawny men into the carriage, then drove toward the Ye residence according to her memory.
At the same time, the four-leaf clover had silently entwined itself in Ye Firan's black hair at the back, its four leaves constantly swaying, radiating subtle hints of excitement.
Every time Ye Firan turned her head to look back, the four-leaf clover immediately hid itself, not giving away the slightest hint of its presence.
Unaware of anything, Ye Firan furrowed her brows and muttered to herself, "Strange, why do I always feel like someone is following me?"
As she reached the vicinity of the Ye residence, Ye Firan drove the carriage to a secluded hiding place, then climbed over the wall back to the Ye residence on her own.