Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 487 - 486 (second update)

Chapter 487: 486 (second update)

"Alright, Jin, I’ll take you there," Mo Qingyi nodded and began to lead Chu Jin toward the door, when suddenly she realized she had an extra crystal ball in her hand, "Jin, what is this?"

Walking beside her, Chu Jin glanced down at it and said, "This is an energy crystal, keep it safe. When necessary, you can use it for self-defense." She had a feeling that, despite having taken every possible precaution, tonight at the Mo family’s place would not be peaceful.

Anything given by Brother Jin was naturally no ordinary item, so Mo Qingyi instinctively gripped the crystal ball tightly, sounding somewhat worried, "Jin, if you give this to me, what about you? What will you do?"

"Don’t worry, am I called ’brother’ for nothing? I won’t be in any trouble," Chu Jin reassured her, turning to look at Mo Qingyi, "Remember, after you take me to your brother, go back to your room, lock the doors, and no matter what you hear or see, do not go outside."

Mo Qingyi knew what the night of extreme yin signified.

At such a time, everyone was fighting for Mo Zhixuan, and she didn’t want to be just a bystander, unable to help.

But for now, she obediently nodded, "Okay, I understand."

The two of them continued on their way inside.

This was the first time Chu Jin had learned that the Mo family actually had such an underground castle hidden away.

The narrow stone path on either side was lined with bright red otherworldly flowers.

The deeper they walked inside, the thinner the air and the colder it became.

Mo Qingyi’s face grew paler, her teeth chattering from the cold, "Jin, aren’t you cold?" It was strange, it wasn’t this cold when she first came here, but this time, why had it changed so much?

The temperature must have been below zero by now?

Yet, looking at Chu Jin, she remained indifferent, not even frowning slightly.

And on Mo Qingyi’s eyebrows, a layer of white frost had already formed.

Chu Jin stopped, took off her coat, and draped it over Mo Qingyi, "Qingyi, I can already sense your brother’s presence. You go up first; I’ll find him on my own."

It was clear this place was built after the pattern of the underworld. Without spiritual power, Mo Qingyi naturally couldn’t withstand the severe cold; if she continued further, her life would be in danger.

Moreover, the deeper one went, the lower the temperature; inside, there was not a single living thing, not even an insect to be found.

It was hard to imagine how Mo Zhixuan could bear staying here.

Mo Qingyi hesitated, "Jin, are you sure you’ll be alright alone?"

"I’ll be fine, go back now. Remember to lock the door and get a good night’s sleep. When you wake up in the morning, everything will be fine," Chu Jin urged Mo Qingyi back in the direction they came from.

Feeling uneasy, Mo Qingyi said, "Jin, we’ve made a promise to enroll at Capital University together, and in a few days, we’re supposed to go to C City with Xinran for a trip. Don’t forget our agreement."

"I won’t forget," Chu Jin replied with a faint smile, "Hurry back now, see you in the morning."

Mo Qingyi tugged at the coat on her and trudged back slowly, looking back every three steps, obviously worried.

Only after Mo Qingyi disappeared down the stone path did Chu Jin slowly withdraw her gaze and continue walking inward.

"Jin, this place is really eerie; be careful," Zi from the Purple Thunder space warned.

"Hmm, I know," Chu Jin responded as she kept walking, getting closer to the familiar aura in her memory. If she had guessed correctly, Mo Zhixuan should be right around the next turn, in that room.

There, the chill was most intense, not a trace of life to be found.

"Jin, why do I feel so sleepy, I can hardly keep my eyes open... Huh, why are there two Jins..." Zi in the Purple Thunder space swayed and finally collapsed on a stone table, as the white mist inside the space grew denser, soon obscuring Zi from view.

As Zi had said, the energy fields here were indeed bizarre, managing to even block the Purple Thunder space.

Chu Jin held her breath, her footsteps becoming lighter subconsciously.

The temperature kept dropping, and the chill intensified; it made Chu Jin’s jade-like features appear even more rosy and radiant. Her entire being seemed to merge with the simple white shirt she wore.

Chu Jin noticed that within the otherworldly flowers lining the stone path, some red crystals had been placed. The red crystals were naturally fiery, but sadly, they still could not suppress the overwhelming chill.

She turned a corner.

And suddenly the space opened up before her.

No longer was it a constricted stone path, but a large wooden door came into view. At the door stood two cadavers dressed in ceremonial robes, stiffly opening the door for Chu Jin as she approached.

Chu Jin took a step forward and entered, just as she crossed the threshold, a ’creak’ sounded behind her, and the door closed.

Inside, the decor was ancient and elegant. A faint scent of sandalwood lingered in the air. Although the setting had changed, the atmosphere remained unchanged, and the temperature had plummeted to its utmost limit, with a pervasive coldness enveloping everything.

Having crossed the front hall, Chu Jin lifted her hand to part the beaded curtain and was about to step inside when she suddenly found herself in a frigid embrace, "Why have you come?" a low, magnetic voice asked from above her head.

Cold, colder than she had ever felt before.

Chu Jin never knew that a person’s body temperature could be this low.

Although Mr. Mo didn’t have much warmth to him before, it was never to this extent. His body seemed devoid of any signs of life.

Devoid of life?

A twitch crossed Chu Jin’s brow as she reflexively caught his wrist.

Little did she know, the moment she grasped his wrist, everything began spinning around her and she was suddenly swept up horizontally into his arms, striding purposefully inside.

From Chu Jin’s perspective, she could clearly see his slightly protruding Adam’s apple and the delicate yet severe jawline, his complexion somewhat pale, and his thin lips devoid of any color, looking extremely weak, but still retaining the demeanor of a strong person.

Strong people are like that, no matter what the circumstances, they still stand as powerful figures.

"We agreed to face things together, why would you leave me behind?"

If Mo Fengxu hadn’t stumbled upon her by accident, she would still be in the dark about this whole matter.

If she hadn’t come today, would Zheng Chuyi be the one to show up here?

And then, would the one Mr. Mo intended to hold in his arms also be Zheng Chuyi?

Zheng Chuyi is the Superpower World’s foremost beauty, and what’s more, they once had an engagement... If it were Zheng Chuyi who appeared here today, would Mr. Mo embrace her as unhesitatingly as he is doing now?

If that were the case, wouldn’t that mean she had no role to play?

The title of ex-fiancée is truly an irksome thing.

At this thought, Chu Jin subconsciously frowned.

Mr. Mo remained silent, his phoenix eyes deep and unfathomable, his stride quick as if he was... anticipating something.

"I’m talking to you," Chu Jin said, seeing that he remained silent.

...

**

Outside the Mo family estate.

Wearing a shroud, a corpse dragged Zheng Chuyi to the gate before vanishing into the air.

The sky was dark and heavy, a blanket of gloom that mirrored Zheng Chuyi’s entire being, like withered wood and ashes.

With things having reached this point, she truly had no way out.

But she was not willing to give up.

She couldn’t accept being destroyed like this, unable to stomach that what originally belonged to her was being taken away by someone else.

She was the Empress.

She was the Saintess.

She was also the Superpower World’s number one beauty, but why had she fallen to today’s plight? Why did this happen?

Since childhood, she was without parents, and the only brother she had depended on had died.

Now, even the last lifeline she clung to was about to be severed.

Why was fate so cruel to her?