The Wicked Saintess Who Transmigrated into the Book Will Never Reveal Her Secret Identity

Chapter 56 : Entering the Spirit Realm

Entering the Spirit Realm==============================

In the garden, Jiang Cheng cast a wicked smile at the others around her, narrowing her eyes.

"You all can take the token and return to your clan,"

Jiang Cheng said, looking over at Renata and the mecha.

"Very well,"

Renata smiled, curtsied lightly as she lifted her skirt, and turned to disappear from the garden.

"The clan, huh..." the mecha echoed Jiang Cheng's words, seemingly lost in thought, then likewise turned to leave.

Jiang Cheng then turned her head with a smile towards Lyle, gesturing in the direction the mecha had gone.

"See? The knight order from back in the day—now they're reduced to rotten corpses sealed inside humanoid mechas. Aren't they just pitiful?"

"Even the records at the TempleoftheGods say they turned into monsters through heresy and defection."

Lyle's gaze flickered, as if something suddenly occurred to him.

"So, can't we clear their names? With our identities, it should be easy to have the TempleoftheGods amend the records about the knight order."

Lyle said.

"Of course we can,"

Jiang Cheng replied with a gleaming smile. "In fact, that's exactly the content of our deal."

"But you know,"

Jiang Cheng said, smiling as she leaned in closer, "my dear hero, there's a deeper meaning behind why I'm telling you this. Can you guess what it is?"

Lyle lowered his head and thought, but still couldn't figure out what Jiang Cheng meant.

Hm, a woman's heart is truly hard to fathom.

"Alright,"

Jiang Cheng said, giving Lyle a light tap on the head with a beaming smile.

"Our dear hero's straightforward mind could never work it out anyway, so I'll just tell you."

"What I mean is,"

Jiang Cheng's tone became a bit more serious, "the gods are all unreliable beings."

"So, I don't want you to end up like them, blinded by the gods and becoming their plaything."

"I won't,"

Lyle shook his head. "Your senior here isn't that stupid."

Really...? Jiang Cheng didn't refute being called Lyle's senior. Instead, her thoughts went back to Lyle's fate in his previous life as written in the book.

The next second, a violent aura surged out from within Jiang Cheng, growing even stronger.

Ha, you— the hero who fought the Demon King with nothing but a set of inferior blessings, how dare you say you won't?

In the final battle, your teammates were one after another killed by the gods' schemes, and ultimately, in front of the gods' very eyes, you were paraded around on the Demon King's spear, then torn apart by imps...

That was supposed to be your end. Those gods who gave you shoddy blessings and caused your friends' deaths? They watched the whole thing, and even laughed as you died.

Jiang Cheng withdrew her bloodthirsty aura, her eyes brimming with murderous intent.

Jiang Cheng was someone who held grudges, so...

The Demon King! Must die! As for those gods who watched from the sidelines? Not a single one will get away.

Jiang Cheng remembered exactly which gods had watched. Every last one of them must die.

And Lyle?

Jiang Cheng started to smile. For some reason, Lyle felt a chill at his side.

Jiang Cheng remembered clearly how, after Lyle's death, she cried for four days in the infirmary, plagued by nightmares for four nights.

So...she would die four times in front of Lyle, making him taste the pain of losing someone he cared about four times.

Mm~ The first three times were already over, but who could say when the fourth would begin?

"Jiang Cheng, Jiang Cheng,"

Lyle, shivering, finally noticed the clear shift in Jiang Cheng's mood.

"Are you okay? Jiang Cheng, haven't your injuries healed yet?"

Lyle asked in confusion.

"I'm fine~"

Jiang Cheng replied with a beaming smile. "I'm feeling better than ever."

"Just the thought that our dear hero is finally about to get his revenge makes me so very happy~"

Anyone could see this state of mind wasn't normal happiness, but Lyle only twitched the corners of his mouth and decided not to push it further.

But Jiang Cheng was telling the truth—she was indeed happy about the success of her revenge.

Only, it wasn't for Lyle avenging her; it was so she could avenge Lyle.

"Alright~"

Jiang Cheng giggled as she leaned in close to Lyle, her warm breath actually brushing across Lyle's face.

"My dear hero~ Let's get started~"

Finishing, Jiang Cheng straightened up and smiled as she looked at Lyle.

"Take out the holy relic. We're heading to the spirit realm."

"Here,"

Lyle said, handing the pink bead in his hand to Jiang Cheng.

"Hmm~ Wonderful, it's been well kept."

Jiang Cheng replied with a smile, offhandedly giving Lyle some praise.

Then, Jiang Cheng's smile faded as she tightened her grip around the bead seriously.

A powerful surge of magic injected into it, and the pink bead burst out in extravagant radiance. An enchanting light flowed throughout, casting a dreamy glow over the whole garden.

Smiling, Jiang Cheng let go of her hand, and the pink bead began to descend gently at a speed far slower than free fall.

"Plink."

The next moment, the bead landed on the ground, like a piece of glass falling onto water, sending ripples echoing out.

The ground—no, the entire space—rippled like a water surface, billowing in waves.

Immediately after, their senses were thrown into a whirl.

The world seemed to flip, and in the time it took for them to blink, everything changed.

The sky above was now covered in a swirl of crimson and pinkish mist, colors vivid and bizarre like a stroke of paint smeared across a canvas, great swaths of color like sunset clouds plastered overhead, nothing like the human world.

And indeed, it was not the human world.

Everything seemed tinted by a blush pink filter, impossibly dreamy.

Compared to the real world, it was more like a scene plucked from someone's fondest memories.

The surrounding scenery still resembled Jiang Cheng's house and garden.

But the garden now bore little resemblance to its former self.

Once exquisite and splendid under Jiang Cheng's care, it now looked utterly ruined.

The flowers, once pruned and set perfectly, were either withered to bare branches like dead trees, or blooming in garish, almost obscene colors, making the whole place appear disturbingly bright—unsettling to look at.

Some flowers even seemed to wriggle, as if they were quiet monsters lurking about.

"Mm~ah~"

Taking a deep breath, Jiang Cheng said in a bit of a daze,

"The air of the spirit realm is just as sweet. I guess this really is what a world of fantasy should be like."

Lyle sniffed lightly, and sure enough, he caught the faintest hint of sweetness in the air.

"What a pity,"

Jiang Cheng remarked, smacking her lips. "This garden was so beautiful under my care, and now it's become like this."

"It's still rather pretty, just not really my style."

"So what style do you like?"

Lyle asked offhandedly.

"What do I like?"

Jiang Cheng tilted her head. "Blue sky, white clouds, forests, fairytale castles? Who knows."

She shrugged. "It doesn't really matter. Let's summon the others first. The corrupted monsters will soon be swarming around."

As she spoke, Jiang Cheng snapped her fingers. The garden gate swung open, and indeed, a corrupted monster appeared.

With a howl, the corrupted monster lunged at them.