Rebirth as the Richest Woman in the World
Chapter 639 - 641 (second update)

Chapter 639: 641 (second update)

"Blooms like Brocade" had already become as famous as the world’s great novels, translated into various languages and distributed to countries everywhere.

"No, no, no!" another foreigner interrupted the one holding the book, "I know her, she is the most renowned fortune-teller from China mainland, Chu Jin! She is so accurate that everyone calls her Master Chu!"

Philanthropist, CEO, National Goddess, fortune-teller, "The Return of the Past"!

Little did people know, all these honors belonged to one person!

A city celebrated as one married, a whole world rejoiced!

The name Chu Jin.

Had become a point of pride in everyone’s heart.

Elsewhere.

The entrance to the three realms, the essential path to Phoenix Manor.

A fleeting shadow darted through the deserted streets.

The time was right!

——Hiss!

Along with the sound of a sharp, lengthy screech of brakes, a black military Hummer came to a stable halt at the crossroads.

It dominantly blocked the shadow’s path.

The shadow turned solid, raging as it stared down the Hummer, enhanced with Spiritual Power and was about to strike the vehicle with force when suddenly, the car door was yanked open, and a military boot was the first to step out.

Under the sunlight, the black boots reflected a cold, snowy glare!

A somewhat hoarse but dignified voice rang out in the air.

"Li Chi, long time no see!"

The Elder narrowed his eyes slightly, lifting his gaze toward the newcomer.

Under the sun, that person wore a proper military uniform, exuding a sense of justice from top to bottom! And beneath the military cap, hid a set of distinctive features.

Stars for eyebrows, eyes sharp as swords, stern to the extreme.

The Elder, looking at the man, threatened, "Song Shiqin, I don’t want to hurt innocent people today. If you know what’s good for you, you’ll get far away from me!"

Song Shiqin had the countenance of an emperor of three lifetimes.

He was a favorite of the Heavenly Dao.

Avoiding a direct confrontation with him was preferable, if possible.

"No one is allowed to harm her!" Song Shiqin’s gaze turned icy, "I’m giving you three seconds to leave! Otherwise, don’t mind me personally sending you to hell!"

"What a big talker!" Li Chi laughed disdainfully, "Well, today I shall see what you’re really capable of!"

Li Chi was a malevolent spirit from the ancient empress era.

Endowed with incredible Spiritual Power.

Defeating him wouldn’t be easy!

Song Shiqin casually drew a handgun from his waist and fired straight at Li Chi’s forehead!

This was a ghost gun.

A gun that must shed blood upon firing.

To kill a god when it encounters one.

To strike down Buddha in its path.

Its power was immense.

Song Shiqin had come fully prepared that day.

Even if it meant—

Sacrifice.

In a past life, he had failed to fulfill her wish.

In this life, he was determined to give her a grand wedding!

Even if the groom wasn’t him.

As long as she was happy, he was willing to clear all obstacles for her!

At the sight of the gun, fear showed on the Elder’s face! A fierce light flashed in his eyes as he randomly grabbed a shadow from the air to block the bullet!

To sacrifice his underlings to save his own life was something probably only Li Chi would do!

Song Shiqin leaped, lightly using the lamppost for leverage!

"Bang!"

The lamppost, with its intimidating force, fell on cue, dust rising everywhere!

About to hit the Elder.

At a critical moment, the Elder flashed away, avoiding the lamppost.

"Song Shiqin, is she really worth it for you?" The Elder, forced to retreat by Song Shiqin’s attacks, protested, "Don’t forget! Chu Jin is someone who defies the heavens! Heaven itself wants her dead, yet you insist on keeping her alive! Are you not afraid of heavenly retribution?"

Heavenly retribution.

The Elder was not joking.

If Song Shiqin continued to be so stubborn, he would be abandoned by the Heavenly Dao and become a defier of heaven just like Chu Jin.

"Whoever makes it hard for her, I’ll make it hard for them!" With those words, Song Shiqin narrowed his eyes slightly, took aim at the Elder’s heart, and pulled the trigger for a shot!

But to everyone’s surprise, there was no gunshot in the air.

The bullets had run out!

A look of disbelief flashed across Song Shiqin’s eyes!

Seeing Song Shiqin lose his advantage, the Elder quickly reacted, raised his dagger, and furiously attacked Song Shiqin!

In the nick of time!

Just as the dagger was about to pierce Song Shiqin’s heart—

A figure in blue appeared out of nowhere, kicking away the dagger in the Elder’s hand.

Fast, very, accurate!

The blue skirt traced a beautiful arc through the air.

This figure.

Was too familiar!

The Elder’s pupils constricted slightly.

There was a moment of stunned hesitation.

Song Shiqin swiftly recovered, lightly lifted his leg, and, seizing the moment of the Elder’s hesitation, savagely kicked at him!

"Bang!"

The Elder was sent flying, forming a parabola, and crashed heavily onto the ground.

He coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"Ling Que, why are you here?" Song Shiqin turned to look at the newcomer, asking in surprise.

Ling Que’s eyes flashed with genuine concern, "If I hadn’t come, you would have been injured just now!"

"It’s alright!" Song Shiqin gently curved his lips, "Even if I really was injured, I wouldn’t die!"

"The Ghost Gun is out of bullets! Hurry and come back with me!" Ling Que grabbed Song Shiqin’s wrist.

Song Shiqin’s expression turned cold in an instant as he shook off Ling Que’s hand, his eyebrows tightly furrowed, he spoke in a deep voice, "You took the bullets!"

In that moment, a myriad of fearful forces swirled around Ling Que.

She knew that Song Shiqin was truly angry!

Whenever it involved Chu Jin, Song Shiqin would lose his reason!

"Yes!" Ling Que looked up at Song Shiqin, her eyes reddening in an instant, "It was me who took them! But I did it all for you! I want you to live, to live forever!"

Everything she had done was for Song Shiqin!

Even if Song Shiqin didn’t like her!

Out of a debt owed, Chu Jin has always been a knot in Song Shiqin’s heart, an eternal bond.

As long as Chu Jin lives, Song Shiqin could not have peace!

Only if Chu Jin died could Song Shiqin truly live for himself.

"You go, stop following me!" Song Shiqin turned away coldly.

"I won’t leave! If you don’t, I won’t!" Ling Que opened her arms, attempting to embrace Song Shiqin, but he swiftly dodged, avoiding her steadily.

Ling Que missed her embrace but wasn’t embarrassed, she continued, "It’s alright, I can wait for you, always wait for you. Chu Jin and Mo Zhixuan are already married, from now on, Mo Zhixuan will protect her, you don’t need to follow her anymore! Leave them be in their couple’s world, you’re just being a nuisance! No one will thank you for it!"

Ling Que’s words were piercing.

Indeed, Chu Jin was already someone else’s bride, nothing to do with Song Shiqin anymore.

Why should Song Shiqin persist like this?

He was putting his life on the line to protect her here.

Did Chu Jin ever appreciate him?

Moreover, Chu Jin didn’t even know about it!

Ling Que continued.

"Come back with me. Chu Jin is now a defier of the Heavenly Dao, those who oppose the Heavenly Dao never end well! Furthermore, she’s already someone else’s bride, she has nothing to do with you anymore! Continue this way, and you will die! No one in this world can contend against the Heavenly Dao!"

Yet it was as if Song Shiqin hadn’t heard a thing.

He slowly raised his eyes to look at Ling Que, and said word by word, "If Heaven stands in my way, I’ll slaughter Heaven! If people stand in my way, I’ll slaughter all under the heavens!"

Each word seemed to carry a chilling force.

Resounding with conviction.

Ling Que’s eyes reddened in that instant as she looked at Song Shiqin and asked with a choked voice, "Even if it means death?"

Song Shiqin lowered his eyes slightly, his features calm, solemnly uttered four words, "Even if it means death."

He was serious, with no trace of joking.

For her, Song Shiqin truly would do anything.

"Foolish!" Ling Que exclaimed angrily, swinging her hand, "You’re foolish! For a Chu Jin! Is what you’re doing worth it?"

Song Shiqin looked at Ling Que, his profound eyes filled with a dark hue, "She is the reason I cling to life! I won’t allow anyone to disrupt her wedding!"

Ling Que’s bright eyes gradually dimmed as she spoke softly, "Fine, then I’ll accompany you."

You should know.

You are the reason I cling to life as well.

You should know.

For you, I can sacrifice everything.

You should know.

A love letter has three lines.

Every line is you.

Ling Que shed a clear tear, her eyes firming with even more resolve.

Indeed, numerous dark shadows attacked from all directions.

Song Shiqin and Ling Que immediately entered a state of combat.

The union of Mo Zhixuan and Chu Jin provided these evil cultivators with an opportunity.

On the day of their grand wedding, it was when their spiritual power was at its weakest.

Not only that, but at that time, the curse of contra mundum within Chu Jin would also erupt.

Once the curse erupted, Chu Jin would become as vulnerable as an ordinary person.

Then, killing her would be as simple as slaughtering a chicken.

That is why these evil cultivators were so brazen.

If they could take this opportunity to eradicate Mo Zhixuan in one fell swoop, all the better.

After all, Mo Zhixuan possessed a Seven Aperture Linglong Heart.

Killing Chu Jin could gain the favor of the Heavenly Dao.

Killing Mo Zhixuan could obtain the Seven Aperture Linglong Heart.

Two birds with one stone.

The chance to ascend and become a daoist was right before their eyes; naturally, these people would not let it slip by easily.

Those who came to besiege today included not only various evil cultivators but also other demons and monsters.

Mo Zhixuan and Chu Jin.

These two people.

One Yin.

One Yang.

They were never meant to be in the same world.

If Chu Jin defied the will of Heaven and came together with Mo Zhixuan, even Mo Zhixuan would be implicated.

The evil cultivators were increasing in number.

Bodies were strewn everywhere.

Fortunately, the surroundings of Phoenix Manor were filled with enchantments; ordinary people could neither enter nor see inside.

In the distance.

It seemed like one could hear the sound of firecrackers.

Deafening.

Song Shiqin’s mouth curved into a slight smile, taking out a paper fan from his embrace and tossing it into the air, immediately beams of light filled the sky, cleansing the bloodshed, and the surrounding dark Qi vanished without a trace.

Beside him, Ling Que was still fighting with the evil cultivators.

Black Qi was emitted from Ling Que’s hands from time to time, coalescing above.

Song Shiqin slightly frowned, while looking towards Ling Que, he raised his hand slightly and caught the falling paper fan from midair, he spoke coldly, "Ling Que, be careful not to let her notice anything unusual!"

Ling Que remained silent, with a hint of bitterness flashing in his eyes.

A palm wind passed, dissipating the black qi directly.

For Chu Jin!

Song Shiqin really would do anything!

The air returned to normal.

The long line of luxury cars slowly passed in front of Song Shiqin.

However,

the people inside the cars did not see them.

Just then, an evil cultivator rushed over.

Ling Que coldly lifted his gaze, and with a sweep of his palm, the evil cultivator was split in half, bloodied.

"On this joyous occasion, don’t let her encounter any mishaps!" Song Shiqin said with displeasure, glancing sideways as he held his paper fan and gave it a gentle wave, making the two halves of the corpse that Ling Que had split disappear into the air.

Song Shiqin flipped over and stood in front of Ling Que, sternly questioning, "Didn’t I tell you? Don’t let her notice anything out of the ordinary! How could you still be so careless!"

Whether intentionally or not,

the two halves of the corpse had almost crossed the barrier and fallen onto the wedding car behind.

That’s why Song Shiqin was so angry.

"I’m sorry," Ling Que said, looking down in apology, "It wasn’t on purpose."

Song Shiqin heaved a sigh, "Forget it, you go; I can handle this alone."

Ling Que suddenly looked up at Song Shiqin and pointed to the corpses scattered about, "You’re fighting life and death here for her, while on the other side, she’s getting paired off with someone else. Xuanyuan, is it really worth it?"

Indeed,

Song Shiqin, who bore the mark of an emperor for three lifetimes, was Xuanyuan Shangchen.

Or rather, Song Shiqin was his reincarnation.

Before Chu Jin intervened to save Song Shiqin, he still retained his own consciousness.

Afterwards, he completely became Xuanyuan Shangchen.

Xuanyuan Shangchen paid her no attention.

Holding the paper fan, he eliminated one evil cultivator after another.

He showed Ling Que his answer with his actions.

More and more evil cultivators appeared on this side.

Like never-ending ants, they came in waves one after another.

No matter how powerful Xuanyuan Shangchen and Ling Que were, they began to show signs of fatigue.

Just then,

a tremendous noise came from behind.

Xuanyuan Shangchen and Ling Que turned around.

There they saw Qin Zhurao and Qin Jinyong, who had returned from being transformed into demons.

The two of them still bore their deathly visages, ferocious and gruesome, with maggots dropping in clumps from their rotting faces.

They exuded an inescapable aura of Ghost Qi and malevolence.

"Give us your lives!" shouted the two as they lunged in the direction of Xuanyuan and Ling Que.

Carrying a boundless ghostly force!

It was almost suffocating.

Xuanyuan Shangchen leaped up, borrowing force in mid-air to grapple Qin Jinyong’s neck with a fierce kick!

Qin Jinyong staggered, nearly falling over.

Meanwhile, the Grand Elder was making a comeback!

He led countless Underling Nether Soldiers, surging towards them!

Raising a short knife, he slashed at Xuanyuan Shangchen’s back.

Ling Que, constrained by Qin Zhurao, couldn’t attend to Xuanyuan Shangchen.

Over the years, Xuanyuan Shangchen had spent countless amounts of purple qi to resurrect Jun Huang, weakening his former capabilities.

Otherwise, how could Qin Zhurao and Qin Jinyong possibly match Xuanyuan Shangchen!

Now, the Grand Elder joined the fray.

Three against two.

Xuanyuan Shangchen and Ling Que were gradually losing ground.

If anyone was present, they would surely notice that Ling Que, was only defending, not attacking.

And most of the time, Ling Que was watching Xuanyuan Shangchen out of the corner of his eye.

"Xuanyuan, we’re no match for them! Let’s get out of here!" Ling Que, while restraining Qin Zhurao and the Grand Elder, called out to Xuanyuan Shangchen.

Xuanyuan Shangchen acted as though he didn’t hear.

"Xuanyuan!" Ling Que called out again, unwilling to give up.

Xuanyuan Shangchen still didn’t respond.

Seeing that Xuanyuan Shangchen couldn’t see her, Ling Que’s eyes flashed; she turned and took a direct hit from Qin Zhurao!

"Puh!" Ling Que spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Xuanyuan!" Ling Que, without even bothering to wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, looked desperately at Xuanyuan Shangchen, "Run away!"

Xuanyuan Shangchen, with a flick of his fan, sent a beam of golden light towards Ling Que.

It swept her right out of the barrier.

How could Xuanyuan Shangchen run away at such a critical moment!

How could he leave the danger to her.

Even if it meant pouring out all his strength, he would give her a grand wedding.

"Xuanyuan!" Ling Que screamed heartrendingly from outside the barrier.

Xuanyuan Shangchen, as if deaf to the outside world, continued to fight with the three inside the barrier.

Xuanyuan Shangchen’s military attire was already soaked with blood.

The air was thick with the stench of gore.

The killing intent was heavy.

But Qin Zhurao, Qin Jinyong, the Grand Elder, and their like, seemed invincible.

Just then, three bamboo leaves imbued with a piercing chill flew in from outside the barrier!

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh—"

The three bamboo leaves turned into the sharpest of blades and directly pierced the foreheads of the three attackers.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

Three people fell in response.

A figure like a graceful tree approached against the light, walking leisurely this way.

A breeze swept by.

Bringing a distinct fragrance.

It was the scent of lotus.

"Clip-clop, clip-clop—"

The footsteps grew louder and clearer.

Xuanyuan Shangchen looked up.

He saw a man dressed in plain Tang attire, hands lightly clasped behind his back, strolling as if he were in his own leisurely garden. Although clearly a man, his face was more delicate than that of a woman.

His black hair was tied at the back of his head, exuding classical beauty yet not lacking in masculinity.

This was Mo Qianjue.

"The Ghost Lord from the era of the Ancient Empress—Xuanyuan Shangchen, turns out to be nothing special." A voice as smooth as jade echoed in the air.

Xuanyuan Shangchen put away his paper fan and looked towards the man, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Mo Qianjue... what brings you here?"

Mo Qianjue flicked his fingers, and a glimmer of light flew out, his lips curling into a slight smile, "How could I miss such an occasion?"

He was never one to be petty.

On the day of her grand wedding, how could he not attend to congratulate?

Xuanyuan Shangchen reached into the air, grasped a pill, and swallowed it, then said to Mo Qianjue, "Thanks."

Mo Qianjue looked at him pridefully, "I only saved you for her sake."

At that moment.

More and more evil cultivators launched their attack.

Mo Qianjue immediately went on alert.

Thanks to Mo Qianjue’s medicine, Xuanyuan Shangchen’s wounds had also healed significantly.

The two cooperated very well.

They defeated wave after wave of evil cultivators.

Inside the protective barrier, blood filled the sky.

Outside the barrier, the atmosphere was one of jubilation.

Ling Que’s lips curved in a mocking arc.

This Jun Huang really had some tricks up her sleeve!

She even managed to captivate the most perfect three men in the world, all devoted to her!

Even risking life and death!

On what grounds!

On what grounds could Jun Huang effortlessly capture these men’s hearts without doing anything?

Jun Huang was merely a defier of the heavens, what gave her the right to have all this?

And yet, herself...

She had given so much for Xuanyuan Shangchen, yet he just couldn’t see her!

Why?

It’s not fair!

She wasn’t greedy.

Just having Xuanyuan Shangchen would have been enough.

Why did the heavens have to treat her this way?

Ling Que looked at the two figures inside fighting the evil cultivators, her wet eyes flashing with poisoned ruthlessness, her hands gently bending to reveal a short blade in her palm.

"Jun Huang!" Ling Que’s gaze was venomous and biting, "You forced my hand!"

Today, you must die!

To kill Jun Huang is to comply with the Heavenly Dao.

So, Ling Que had no psychological burden.

Ling Que narrowed her eyes, a sinister color almost spilling from them, she gently lifted her hand, making a small cut in the barrier.

Inside the barrier, Song Shiqin was much relieved with Mo Qianjue’s help.

Their cooperation was flawless.

The day gradually darkened.

On this side.

The wedding ceremony of the Mo family had reached the stage of bowing to the ancestors.

Because Mo Zhixuan had no father.

The head of the table was taken by Lady Mo and Tong Zhi.

"First bow to the heavens and the earth."

"Second bow to the high hall."

"Husband and wife bow to each other."

"The ceremony is complete—"

No sooner had the words been spoken, applause broke out all around.

Then came the sound of laughter.

"Very good, very good," Lady Mo nodded with satisfaction, her face beaming with joy.

In the barrier, Xuanyuan Shangchen and Mo Qianjue both felt a twinge of bitterness at hearing this, but it was quickly replaced by joy.

The ceremony was complete.

Wonderful, she had finally gotten her wish.

The evil cultivators had almost all been defeated here.

Just as Xuanyuan Shangchen and Mo Qianjue breathed a sigh of relief, the once-solid barrier suddenly exploded.

Numerous evil cultivators surged in from all around.

The Elder, Qin Zhurao, and Qin Jinyong, who had been laying on the ground, revived once again.

This was the power of the Heavenly Dao.

All those who wished to kill Chu Jin were complying with the Heavenly Dao, and so, they were resurrected.

Mo Qianjue and Xuanyuan Shangchen’s eyes flashed with surprise as they exchanged a look before picking up their weapons once more, leaping into the air, and engaging with the evil cultivators.

To the death!

They would defend her peace at all costs.