Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 495, (first update)

Chapter 495: 495, (first update)

The sudden twist left everyone stunned.

Even the Elder was momentarily taken aback.

The person outside was—

Jun Huang!?

How is this possible?

Xuanyuan Shangchen went through great lengths to prevent Jun Huang from awakening. Without the help of the Ten Great Divine Beasts, how could she have broken through the seal within her body?

Remembering the ordeal from a thousand years ago still sent a shiver down the Elder’s spine.

He watched the figure approaching slowly from outside, swallowing hard, a hint of horror reflecting in his eyes.

It was fleeting.

He was not the same man he was a thousand years ago. Why should he now fear a mere Jun Huang?

Therefore, he must not panic now, nor could he afford to be chaotic.

All he needed to do was seize the right moment to eliminate Jun Huang and Mo Zhixuan.

As long as he removed the thorns in his side that were Jun Huang and Mo Zhixuan, one day, the three realms would undoubtedly be in his grasp.

Clutching his fist, the Elder’s eyes shone with a determined expression.

Zheng Chuyi looked at the figure in red.

A surge of hatred flashed in her eyes, this dazzling red was originally hers!

If it weren’t for Jun Huang stealing her world, how could Jun Huang alone be worthy of such fiery red attire?

If it weren’t for Chu Jin, how could she have come to this point today?

A thousand years ago, it was Jun Huang.

A thousand years later, it was Chu Jin.

Why must she always be at odds with herself?

Time and again, coming to spoil her plans?

Tonight, she must avenge all the grudges of her past and present lives!

To let her taste the bitterness of despair herself.

Chu Jin’s arrival gave everyone trapped a glimpse of hope. Wherever she went, she brought a breath of life.

Step by step, she walked inside, each step glowing brightly, dispelling the darkness where she trod and igniting a dazzling light. The lonely ghosts that had been lurking also vanished without a trace.

It was as if she carried the aura of purification, capable of driving away all evil spirits and demons.

Nearly everyone’s gaze was fixed upon her, originally thinking the red was made for Zheng Chuyi.

But unexpectedly, when this person wore red, it reached its true epitome, defining the real meaning of the color.

She could no longer be simply described as "beautiful."

Under the heavens, perhaps no one else could wear red in such a manner.

It was a beauty that could not be adequately conveyed with dry text.

If one must use a word to describe her, it would be—

National Beauty.

Imposing, majestic—truly a haughty demeanor that looked down upon the world.

It made people subconsciously submit.

Summit of the Azure Clouds.

A lofty peak to be revered.

An aura exclusive to her, unable to be replicated! Impossible to imitate!

Little White, upon seeing the newcomer, was overjoyed, letting out a roar to the heavens. Instantly transforming into a little white cat, it swiftly leaped onto the newcomer’s shoulder.

Chu Jin walked past the Elder standing opposite, heading straight to Duanmu Zhe and stopped beside him.

Through her journey there, the passage was unobstructed; no one dared to stop her. Even the Elder and Zheng Chuyi could only watch with wide eyes as she passed, not daring to strike hastily.

The empress’s dignity was not something that could be digested in an instant.

In Duanmu Zhe’s arms lay the injured Mo Qingyi. Chu Jin slowly raised her right hand, placed it on Mo Qingyi’s forehead, and a visible red light instantly emanated from her palm. It spread through his meridians, extending to every corner of Mo Qingyi’s body.

In his coma, Mo Qingyi felt a warm current gently enveloping him, very comfortable. The pain originating from his limbs and bones vanished in an instant.

His pallid complexion was returning to normal, and the trace of blood at the corner of his mouth was also fading slowly.

Duanmu Zhe lifted his head in happiness, "Thank you, Ninth Sister-in-law." He preferred calling Chu Jin ’Ninth Sister-in-law’ rather than the Empress Junhuang, and he was used to it.

At the same time, he was also astonished by Chu Jin’s identity.

He had never imagined that Chu Jin could actually be...

The reincarnation of the Empress.

If Chu Jin was Junhuang, then who was the woman that Xuanyuan Shangchen brought with him? Moreover, Xuanyuan Shangchen kept insisting Junhuang was his fiancée!

Looking at him, he didn’t seem to be lying. But if Junhuang truly was his fiancée, what would Brother Nine do?

What unknown past did Junhuang and Xuanyuan Shangchen share? Was Brother Nine being cuckolded or usurped?

Suddenly, he felt a profound pity for Brother Nine.

After all, now, Junhuang was Chu Jin, and Chu Jin was also Junhuang.

For a time, Duanmu Zhe’s thoughts were in turmoil.

"It’s what I should do," Chu Jin said, her eyes lifting slightly, her red lips parting, "No matter if it’s the Moon God or Mo Qingyi, she is my dearest sister."

Almost at the same moment, the Elder standing behind them sprang into action, pulled back the Sun Shooting Bow, and the transparent arrow, glowing with blood-red light, shot towards Chu Jin’s back.

His eyes revealed a cold, mocking smile.

A thousand years had passed, and Junhuang’s influence had long since faded.

An abandoned waste by the Heavenly Dao, even if she were the Empress, how could she survive? In the end, she would still die by his hand.

The arrow, loosed from the bowstring, sped rapidly towards Chu Jin’s back!

Fast! Very fast!

Yet Chu Jin, still focused on healing Mo Qingyi, did not notice the looming danger.

Chu Jin was someone whom Brother Nine treasured above all others; she couldn’t come to harm! What’s more, whether the Mo family could escape their plight tonight all depended on her. She absolutely must not slip up at this time!

Zhou Xunian’s expression changed. Without time to think, he leaped forward, throwing himself in front of Chu Jin, his pupils dilating, his eyes reflecting the chilling glint of the incoming arrow!

Was he going to die? Would he see Weiwei again after this? With this thought, he quickly closed his eyes. If sacrificing himself could save the greater situation, then it was worth it!

But then, a second, two seconds passed, and the anticipated pain did not come.

Instead, he suddenly heard a sharp intake of breath beside him.

What just happened? Zhou Xunian opened his eyes, confused, and saw the person he had shielded standing up, unclear when it had happened.

Chu Jin was standing there, her profile highlighted by the cool light of the crystal lamp, her features more prominent, her skin like frosted jade, and an aura of immense strength radiating from her.

Even more unexpectedly, she had actually caught the swiftly flying arrow in her hand!

Zhou Xunian could hardly comprehend how she had moved.

Terrifying, her strength was too terrifying! Truly befitting the reincarnation of an Empress!

"Li Chi, it’s been a thousand years, and you still haven’t made any progress?" She turned her gaze slowly, a slight cold curve to her lips, "Always resorting to such despicable deeds from behind!" her tone icy, each word resonating with authority.

With those words, she flicked her wrist, and the arrow shot back towards the Elder, laced with cold ruthlessness.

"Junhuang, don’t get too cocky. Tonight, I will grind your bones to dust!" The Elder sneered, dodging the arrow with a quick motion.

’Boom!’ The ground shook violently.

The arrow struck one of the circular wooden columns directly. Instantly, the column split in two, crashing to the ground with smoke billowing up.

The power was immense, one could imagine what the consequences would be if that arrow had hit a person.

Fortunately, the column was decorative and not load-bearing; otherwise, the room could well have collapsed.

"Chu Jin, meet your death!" The timing was perfect, Zheng Chuyi soared into the air, long saber in hand, slashing violently towards Chu Jin.

Mo Qingyi was her bane, capable of suppressing her Spiritual Power, but Chu Jin was not.

In Ancient Times, Qingyao and Junhuang were evenly matched in strength, so Zheng Chuyi was still confident in herself. Today, she was determined to make Chu Jin’s trip a one-way journey.

Chu Jin eyed the long saber coming at her, her delicate peach blossom eyes narrowing slightly, a cruel smile curling at her lips, "Child’s play! Qingyao, have you forgotten how you died a thousand years ago? To seek your own demise now, how pitiful!"

She stood there, watching the saber approaching, not dodging or avoiding, her eyes filled with scorn.

Just as the long saber was a mere 0.01 meters from Chu Jin’s vital spot, she calmly extended two fingers and effortlessly caught the blade, giving it a gentle twist.

"Crack!" Sparks flew as the long saber was snapped into two pieces.

In Zheng Chuyi’s incredulous gaze, the broken blade whizzed out from between Chu Jin’s fingers, flying straight towards her forehead, steeped in a chill coldness.

Too fast! The shard of the blade was nearly just a blur! Zheng Chuyi had no chance to dodge, fear evident in her eyes.

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