Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 492, (first update)

Chapter 492: 492, (first update)

There, under the light.

In the mist, the figure standing opposite Zheng Chuyi was undoubtedly—

Mo Qingyi.

Though her face was the same, her entire aura had changed, with a slight upward curve of her cat-like eyes, which flickered with intelligent light.

Her beauty did not undermine her heroism.

Had one not seen it with their own eyes, no one could believe that this person was actually Mo Qingyi.

The usually careless, weak Mo Qingyi.

If Duanmu Zhe remembered correctly, this person had once been scared to tears by a mouse.

"Qingyi..." Duanmu Zhe couldn’t help but murmur softly.

Upon hearing him, the woman slowly turned her head, squinting slightly, "Duanmu Xiaosi, your goddess has come to save you on a multicolored cloud. Aren’t you touched?"

As soon as she opened her mouth, her playful nature was revealed, contrasting sharply with her previous demeanor.

Duanmu Zhe smiled helplessly.

Seizing the moment when the two were distracted, Zheng Chuyi pulled out a sharp dagger from around her waist and stabbed fiercely in Mo Qingyi’s direction!

It was slower in saying than in happening.

In that split second, Mo Qingyi’s eyebrows lifted slightly.

"Snap!" With a flick of her whip, it landed fiercely on Zheng Chuyi’s body.

"Clang," the dagger dropped to the ground, and Zheng Chuyi herself was struck to the floor.

"Snap!" The whip did not stop, hitting the flesh and bone, making a chilling and ear-piercing sound.

Mo Qingyi spoke coldly, "This lash is for my mother! For striking you, who are disloyal, unfilial, unrighteous, and unjust— a white-eyed wolf!"

"Snap!"

"This one is for Aunt Tong!"

"Snap!"

"And this one is for Master Qin!"

After four lashes, Zheng Chuyi’s body bore four bloody stripes, and Mo Qingyi had not held back at all, using all her strength.

Her flesh was a blur of blood and pain.

Zheng Chuyi was sprawled on the ground, trembling all over yet without any strength to fight back. It was as if Mo Qingyi was her natural nemesis; apart from the thick unwillingness in her eyes, there was also a hint of fear.

Her plan had been so perfect, she was on the verge of success, yet who could have expected a Cheng Yaojin to come out of nowhere!

And this Cheng Yaojin was no ordinary person, but an Ancient Spirit Speaker, the Moon God!

The spiritual power of the Moon God was the exact counter to the Grand Priest, leaving Zheng Chuyi powerless to fight back.

Unless the Evil Spirit descended to the world, tonight, she feared she would meet her end here!

What surprised Zheng Chuyi most was that the reincarnation of the Moon God turned out to be Mo Qingyi!

A lone star of deadly fate.

An orphan abandoned by everyone.

Such a person turned out to be the reincarnation of the Moon God! How ironic!

She had originally thought that by taking advantage of the extreme Yin night to eliminate Mo Zhixuan and Chu Jin, she could unify the three realms with her own strength.

Now, it seemed that her plan was likely to fall through.

Thinking of this, Zheng Chuyi’s eyes filled with an intense unwillingness.

Mo Qingyi pulled on the whip in her hand and aimed once more at Zheng Chuyi, delivering another lash, then said, "Zheng Chuyi, you’ve really disgraced the Superpower World! Just look at everyone here today; they’re your kin, your people. How could you bear to do them harm? A petty person will always be petty. What you were a thousand years ago, you remain today. A dog never changes its habit of eating shit. Today, I am executing justice on behalf of Heaven, to prevent you from wreaking havoc on others in the future!"

Blood seeped from the corner of Zheng Chuyi’s mouth, and her eyes glinted venomously as she glared at Mo Qingyi, as if she wished she could draw a sword and kill her immediately.

"She is not Sister Chuyi!" Just then, Mu Xianxian suddenly stepped out from the crowd, covering Zheng Chuyi with her body and angrily said to Mo Qingyi, "Shut up! I know you and that Chu-named woman inside are in cahoots. I’m telling you, as long as I’m here, you won’t be able to take this opportunity to frame Sister Chuyi."

Zheng Chuyi was Mu Xianxian’s goddess, a white lotus on a snowy mountain, untouchable by anyone. Naturally, she couldn’t stand someone openly insulting her goddess.

Moreover, in her memory, Zheng Chuyi always wore red. When had she ever worn bright yellow clothes?

Not to mention the attire, just the aura alone was completely different.

That was why Mu Xianxian couldn’t stand it and rushed to defend Zheng Chuyi.

Mo Qingyi glanced at Mu Xianxian dismissively without a word. The corner of her mouth curved deeper, and with a flick of her whip, she wrapped it around Mu Xianxian’s waist, tossing her into the air and sending her falling in a straight line. Luckily, Zhou Xunian swiftly caught her; otherwise, with that force, she would have been gravely injured, if not dead.

Mo Qingyi smiled slightly and said, "When did the Superpower World gain a blind person? Zhou Xunian, you should take this little sister of yours to an ophthalmologist."

To be called blind! Mu Xianxian was fuming, her eyes widened in indignation. She wanted to say more but was silenced by Zhou Xunian’s hand over her mouth as he said sternly, "Behave yourself!"

Mu Xianxian felt aggrieved but could only glare resentfully at Mo Qingyi, twisting her hands together in frustration.

What was so special about Mo Qingyi? Was it just because she had made a grand entrance, then coincidentally saved them? Did she really think she was so capable that she could do whatever she wanted?

Zhou Xunian smiled and said, "Sister Qingyi, don’t be angry. I’ll teach her a good lesson when we get back."

Mu Xianxian pouted, letting out a cold huff of extreme dissatisfaction.

Mo Qingyi ignored her and turned her gaze back to Zheng Chuyi, her tone cold as she said, "Remember, this date next year will be your death anniversary!" With those words, the whip in her hand transformed into a sharp longsword, which she thrust directly at Zheng Chuyi’s heart.

"No!" Just at that moment, a cry of alarm came from outside the room.

It was Jiang Mubai!

No matter what Zheng Chuyi had become, she was still the Zheng Chuyi he deeply loved. He couldn’t just watch the person he loved die before his eyes.

He couldn’t do it! He would rather trade his own life for Zheng Chuyi’s!

So, just as the sword was about to pierce through Zheng Chuyi’s heart, Jiang Mubai’s body turned into an afterimage, acting without thought as he rushed forward, grabbed Zheng Chuyi, closed his eyes, and took the sword for her, fully prepared to make the sacrifice.

Blood quickly dyed his white clothing red.

This white garment was also worn for Zheng Chuyi.

Because she had once said that he looked most charming dressed in white.

From then on, white became his signature.

Adorned in white for her, and also stained red for her.

Everything was already within the cycle of reincarnation.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Everyone was stunned, none had expected Jiang Mubai to suddenly dash out and take the blow meant for Zheng Chuyi.

"Mubai! Mubai!" Zheng Chuyi hugged Jiang Mubai and cried out loud, "Mubai, why are you so foolish, so very foolish..."

Jiang Mubai looked at Zheng Chuyi, his lips slowly spreading into a faint smile, "Chuyi, you’re not hurt... that’s good... I’m sorry, from now on... I can’t... continue to be by your side..."

"You won’t die, you won’t," Zheng Chuyi, having forgotten the pain in her own body, frantically pressed her hand against Jiang Mubai’s chest, where bright red blood kept oozing between her fingers, soon staining her hand red as well, "Mubai, don’t scare me, I need you to be okay..."

"Chu...yi," Jiang Mubai made a labored effort to lift his right hand, trying to touch Zheng Chuyi’s cheek, but despite using all his strength, he couldn’t reach her face, the distance between them seemed as vast as mountains and seas apart.

It had always been so, and it was the same now.

Scalding tears fell drop by drop onto Jiang Mubai’s face, burning his cheeks, as he exerted all his energy to bring his hand to Zheng Chuyi’s face, tenderly wiping away the tear tracks on her cheeks.

"Don’t cry, I’m fine, it doesn’t hurt at all, it’s just... I can’t keep you company anymore," Jiang Mubai’s lips maintained a faint smile, "Chuyi, turn back, don’t keep making mistakes, sacrificing me is enough..." he said, coughing up a mouthful of blood.

"Mubai! Mubai!" Zheng Chuyi sobbed tragically, never before had she felt so helpless, and she could hardly believe that the boy who had followed her since childhood would one day leave her in such a way.

"Foolish girl, don’t cry, listen to me... don’t go on with your mistakes, elder brother Zhou and aunt Mo are good people, what you are doing is wrong..." Jiang Mubai gently stroked her cheek, looking at her with loving eyes, wishing he could stay with her like this for a lifetime, even if she couldn’t see him, he would be content just to see her happy.

Even if that happiness wasn’t provided by him.

Unfortunately, he would not see it.

Jiang Mubai’s pupils were gradually dilating, and his pulse was slowly fading; he looked at Zheng Chuyi and, using his last bit of strength, said the three words he had never had the courage to say in his lifetime.

"I love you."

As the words fell, his right hand slid powerlessly from Zheng Chuyi’s cheek, slowly closing his eyes, his expression peaceful, a smile still lingering on his lips.

He had finally said those three words.

Until death.

He had no regrets.

Only, until his death, he never got a response from Zheng Chuyi.

To Jiang Mubai, Zheng Chuyi was his life.

And for Jiang Mubai, Zheng Chuyi was just a passerby.

"Mubai!" Zheng Chuyi’s emotions completely collapsed. She mostly felt guilty towards Jiang Mubai, and now she could only turn her guilt into torrents of sorrowful tears.

The scene was somewhat moving.

Especially to the people of the Superpower World, where Jiang Mubai was known to be a decent person and the warm-hearted youth of the clan, many eyes reddened.

"Big brother Jiang." Mu Xianxian was the first to rush over.

"Brother Jiang!" Another anxious female voice appeared in the air, mixed with sobbing.

Shangguan Xiaoxiao ran in from outside the door. Seeing Jiang Mubai’s bloodied body, her little face turned pale with fear. She walked straight to Jiang Mubai, pushed Zheng Chuyi aside, and embraced him, bursting into tears, "Brother Jiang, what’s happened to you? Brother Jiang..."

Jiang Mubai’s eyes were tightly closed, and his body no longer showed signs of life.

Zheng Chuyi sat beside him, looking lost and wooden.

"Don’t be afraid, Brother Jiang," Shangguan Xiaoxiao said as she pulled Jiang Mubai onto her back. Trembling, she began to walk forward, "I’ll take you home, let’s go home."

Jiang Mubai, nearly one meter eighty in height, was almost too much for Shangguan Xiaoxiao to handle, yet she continued to carry him step by step outside, leaving a trail of blood with every step.

"Who are you!" Mu Xianxian, who had regained her senses, quickly stood in front of Shangguan Xiaoxiao, blocking their way and demanded, "Where are you taking Big Brother Jiang?"

Shangguan Xiaoxiao suddenly looked up, her eyes radiating an unprecedented fierceness, "Get out of the way!"

A wave of potent spiritual power accompanied those words, rippling out from Shangguan Xiaoxiao and forcing Mu Xianxian to stagger back several steps before she regained her balance.

The crowd could only watch helplessly as Shangguan Xiaoxiao disappeared into the night with Jiang Mubai’s body.

It was only then that Mu Xianxian fully came to her senses. She walked up to Zheng Chuyi and began to shake her shoulders vigorously, "Sister Chuyi, tell me why? Why did you do this?"

She had so much faith in Zheng Chuyi, yet Zheng Chuyi had utterly destroyed her belief, her light.

Big Brother Jiang was dead.

Sister Chuyi was no longer the Chuyi she once knew.

In just a few short hours, such a great change had happened in her life.

"Sister Chuyi, tell me it’s not true, all of this isn’t real, right? Sister Chuyi, speak, why did you do this? Is there something you’re struggling with?" Mu Xianxian, her face streaked with tears, would rather believe she was dreaming than face reality.

How could her Sister Chuyi have become what she was today?

Unless there was some compelling reason.

With this thought, Mu Xianxian wiped away the tears on her face and, steadying Zheng Chuyi’s shoulders, continued, "Sister Chuyi, I believe you must have a reason, right? Don’t be afraid, can you tell us? Is it that woman with the surname Chu who forced you to do this? Speak up, and we will all stand up for you."

A cold viciousness flickered in Zheng Chuyi’s drooping eyes. She was determined to avenge Jiang Mubai and make everyone here pay dearly!

She could not be defeated like this!

With that thought, Zheng Chuyi turned her hand into a claw and, with lightning speed, grabbed Mu Xianxian by the throat. Holding her hostage, she quickly retreated a few steps, and lifted her eyes to the crowd, threatening, "Tie up Mo Qingyi for me, or I’ll kill Mu Xianxian!"