Chapter 1840 – The Grand Finale (Complete)
“I have to say, your luck is just abysmal—” Princess Yan seemed to think the chaos wasn’t enough, watching the Heavenly Brain scurry around like a cornered rat under Jiang Pengji’s pressure, and sighed at the unfortunate thing, “Have you ever counted how many of the Jiang family’s direct descendants you’ve killed? And yet, the only surviving Jiang Pengji happens to awaken an ancient bloodline that hasn’t been unlocked in centuries—talk about a one-in-a-million luck!”
The Heavenly Brain truly had the worst luck.
Out of all the people present, it just had to be her that they caught.
How many slices did it have?
Each slice fell into Jiang Pengji’s hands.
With such misfortune, the Heavenly Brain couldn’t even get a job as a novel villain. It was just too hard to play the bad guy when you have such terrible luck, especially since villains are typically at their best before the main character levels up to cosmic powers.
In retrospect, the Heavenly Brain was far from a competent villain.
Especially when the protagonist is Jiang Pengji; the challenge was nightmarishly high.
Liu Zhao, watching Princess Yan calmly taunt the Heavenly Brain and the two fighters moving too fast to see, swallowed nervously. What kind of sins did he commit in his last life to face such a bizarre whirlwind of events in this one?
“Are you deliberately provoking that monster?”
Liu Zhao gazed fearfully at Princess Yan; it was obvious that this “niece” had a story of her own.
Princess Yan glanced at Liu Zhao and wiped her mouth.
“You didn’t see anything just now.”
Being a child was such a hassle; their teeth weren’t even straight, and if they talked too much, drool would spill.
Having a stranger see her drooling was damaging to her grand image.
So, under Liu Zhao’s watchful eyes, Princess Yan reached into her sleeve and pulled out a pacifier tucked neatly in a pouch.
“What are you looking at?”
Noticing Liu Zhao still staring, Princess Yan narrowed her eyes threateningly.
Liu Zhao instinctively recoiled; even though Princess Yan looked sweet, he felt an overwhelming aura of intimidation from her.
This intimidation was so strong that he nearly forgot two immortals were still brawling.
The fighting could only be described as “sparks flying like lightning,” especially with Jiang Pengji’s fire in hand and her hair looking fiery red.
As they sped up, the resulting phantoms were all blazing red.
Jiang Pengji: “……”
Could someone tell her how her so-called trusty ally turned into a total klutz?
“I wasn’t looking at anything; I just thought you were adorable, little niece. Uncle has some milk candy for you, goat’s milk flavor; want some?”
Princess Yan let out a cold snort.
“Bring it to me.”
Jiang Pengji could no longer hold back and snatched the divine slaying sword from the Heavenly Brain, stabbing it right into its kidney before kicking it away.
Princess Yan remarked, “Be gentle with this body; you’ll need it for several years. If it breaks too badly, nobody’s going to fix it for you.”
Jiang Pengji: “……”
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“Why didn’t you say so earlier!”
Now Jiang Pengji was angry—if she’d known, she wouldn’t have treated this body so badly!
Princess Yan replied, “I thought you were all-powerful and omniscient; who would’ve guessed you didn’t know?”
Jiang Pengji scowled, placing the Heavenly Brain’s hands behind its back while pressing down on the back of its head with one hand.
“Stop feeding me nonsense; come back to tidy up after you!”
Though “Liu Xi’s” physique was impressive, it couldn’t compare to Jiang Pengji’s current spiritual state.
If Liu Xi’s battle power was merely one in a hundred or even a thousand of her peak form, her spirit was at half its might, far surpassing in speed, strength, and reaction.
The Heavenly Brain was trapped by Jiang Pengji and couldn’t escape the bindings of its physical form, meaning she mashed it into the ground like a rug, scraping it from one end of the room to the other until the floor shone.
Eventually, when she almost broke the body from the grinding, Pei Ye, this pitiful fool, informed her—there was no warranty service for the physical body!
Damn it!!!
Realizing this, Jiang Pengji gave up the idea of toying with the Heavenly Brain and opted for a swift conclusion.
Liu Zhao and others watched helplessly as the voluptuous red-haired “Eldest Sister” merged into the Heavenly Brain’s occupied body in a flash of light.
Before long, the body lost control and crumbled to the ground, lifeless.
“What… what was that noise just now?”
Princess Yan swayed over to Princess Lian’s side, who was sobbing so much that even her snot flowed freely.
“Inner, inner—”
“Yes, I’m here.” Princess Yan stretched her hand through the bars, ruffled Princess Lian’s soft hair, “Don’t cry.”
Princess Lian pouted, her red eyes overflowing with tears again.
Despite not fully understanding what was happening, her heart bore heavy wounds.
She was trapped in a cage while others harmed her sister, a feeling of helplessness she wouldn’t comprehend until years later.
Princess Yan cleaned off the drool on the pacifier and shoved it into Princess Lian’s mouth to stop her from crying.
Liu Zhao couldn’t help himself, “Can’t you give her a clean pacifier?”
Princess Yan replied dully, “This is the only one I have.”
Liu Zhao immediately jumped in with flattery, “Such a young niece knows the value of sharing and caring for sisters—how wonderful!”
Princess Yan huffed, displeased by Liu Zhao’s flattery. At that moment, Feng You, who hadn’t said anything all night, quietly opened the cage and sat next to Princess Yan, pulling out a similar but differently colored pacifier and some sweet milk-flavored candy.
“Good girl!”
Princess Yan patted Feng You’s head, and the latter smiled widely like a playful puppy.
Liu Zhao: “……”
Such double standards left him utterly speechless.
Most importantly—
Liu Zhi lazily looked up, “Can we be let out now?”
Being trapped in that cage for so long was too painful.
“Ugh—pain—”
Just then, the “Jiang Pengji” who had been a corpse for ages finally started to stir.
She lay on the ground like a dried fish, mumbling softly, “I feel like I need an ambulance or a healing chamber—” She hadn’t been careful about her strength earlier, and returning to her body made her realize just how painfully sore she was all over.
“Lord, Lord?”
Wei Ci looked at her without daring to approach; it wasn’t that he didn’t recognize her, but Jiang Pengji was injured from head to toe, and he didn’t want to touch her.
Seeing the familiar Wei Ci, Jiang Pengji whined softly, “Zixiao, I’m dying of pain; you need to hug me.”
Wei Ci breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, “Okay, just how long do you want me to hold you?”
Princess Yan asked, “What about the Heavenly Brain?”
Jiang Pengji, being cradled by Wei Ci for the first time, momentarily forgot about outsiders.
“I’m back, so that guy is naturally finished.”
Saying this, a bright blue light orb appeared in her palm, and upon closer inspection, it looked like a flowing liquid.
This was the purest source of spiritual energy from the Heavenly Brain after its incineration.
The orb floated as if drawn to something, gracefully attaching itself to the sword’s blade, disappearing within.
In that moment, the damaged markings on the sword burst into bright light, revealing its relatively complete form.
A simplistic drawing of an immortal lounging above the clouds unfolded.
Princess Yan gazed at this image for a long while, lost in thought.
Jiang Pengji couldn’t help but roll her eyes.
“Looks like you have quite a few secrets too; we’ll have to whisper about it later.”
Princess Yan snapped back to reality, snorting.
“This image—seems like a piece is missing.”
Liu Zhao leaned in closer to have a look.
Jiang Pengji said, “It’s indeed missing a piece.”
The System’s emotions—it was because Liu Zhi hadn’t returned yet, making it incomplete.
Liu Zhao wisely chose to remain silent, fearful that Jiang Pengji might seize the opportunity to eliminate Liu Zhi to complete it.
“Xun Mei, you take the sword; Xiaoyu must be waiting for you. Let’s go together, everyone else head back.”
The sudden disappearance of living people—especially Jiang Lian and Jiang Yan—would surely stir chaos in Wanzhou.
Liu Zhao asked vacantly, “How do we go back?”
No sooner had he said this than Feng You waved him over.
It turned out that a door had appeared in the room, and outside was not the cold winter but a beautiful courtyard.
Liu Zhao: “……”
As a mere mortal caught amidst deities, the pressure was just overwhelming.
Once Liu Zhi and the others disappeared, the door vanished as well.
Jiang Pengji remarked, “Xun Mei, you’ve had a tough time these years.”
Xun Mei, however, replied with a somber expression, “It’s no trouble, just hope that Young Master can understand Xiaoyu’s suffering.”
Jiang Pengji assured her, “Of course.”
After exiting the farmhouse, Xun Mei couldn’t resist running towards the figure waiting outside; they embraced tightly.
Wei Ci still looked a bit dazed, “Lord, is this really the end?”
Jiang Pengji cleared her throat, “End? How can that be?”
Wei Ci’s nerves tightened as if he were a startled bird.
Jiang Pengji snapped, “Why are you reacting so strongly?”
Wei Ci: “……”
Can he help it?
Jiang Pengji continued, “Our destiny and this world, the upcoming era of peace, has only just begun.”
As she spoke, Xu Ke and Xun Mei approached from either side.
“After all the hardships and battling the enemy three hundred rounds, I hope I’ve kept my promise to Xiaoyu.” Jiang Pengji was battered and bruised; even with the moonlight being faint, Xu Ke could still see the wounds and bruises on her arms and face, “I’m back.”
Xu Ke’s eyes reddened slightly.
Just looking at her injuries made him realize how much she had suffered; amid his worry, he also felt relieved.
He bowed and said, “I, Xu Ke, pay my respects to my Lord!”
“Xiaoyu, do you know? That enemy was incredibly powerful and cunning; I almost couldn’t defeat it.”
Even while injured, Jiang Pengji was restless.
She boasted about the enemy being formidable whereas she was the one who triumphed over them.
Xu Ke nodded emphatically, while Xun Mei hesitated to speak.
Having witnessed everything and knowing Jiang Pengji’s injuries were self-inflicted, she felt overwhelmed.
As dawn broke, the group finally returned to the city under Jiang Pengji’s not-so-reliable directions.
“Wasn’t it Xiaoyu who led me here before?”
Logically, he should have been the one to bring everyone back.
Xu Ke said, “The guidance I felt was beyond my memory of the path.”
This was his first time in Beiyuan.
Jiang Pengji: “……”
At this moment, the sky began to brighten.
In front of the mansion stood a tall, slender figure, with heavy snow piling on their shoulders, clearly having waited there for a while.
Jiang Pengji recognized the person at once.
“Wen Zheng!”
The person turned at the sound.
As morning light broke through the clouds, it swept away the gloom lingering in everyone’s hearts.
The sky was clear, everything was just right.
