Chapter 3: Low-Grade Bloodline

The man on the ground, who appeared gravely injured, wore a look of utter disbelief upon seeing Su Wanluo. His crimson lips parted, his voice laced with astonishment.

"Heh. Never expected his soul pearl would actually be swallowed by a woman of the Charm Clan. What a troublesome turn of events."

Hearing the man's words, Su Wanluo recalled the servants wielding clubs she had seen earlier. Countless fragmented yet vivid memories surged unbidden into her mind.

The Holy Spirit Continent, where martial prowess reigned supreme. The continent was vast and boundless, divided into many planes; the highest among them was the Tianxuan Domain.

This place was the continent's lowest plane—the Zhoutian Domain, the Northern Kingdom. The original owner of this body was the legitimate daughter of the Grand Marshal Su's household in the Northern Kingdom. As the third among her sisters, she was known as the Third Miss Su.

Though a legitimate daughter, because she possessed the bloodline of the Charm Clan, no one in the Su household cherished her; she suffered endless humiliation and held not a shred of status.

The Charm Clan: all were women, purple-haired, born with bewitching bones and beauty beyond compare, yet they possessed the lowliest bloodline on the continent. Due to their bloodline, they had zero cultivation talent, thus no status whatsoever, existing only for the young masters of noble houses to toy with.

Yet their bloodline power was terrifyingly potent. Regardless of the race they coupled with, the offspring were always Charm Clan women. To ensure the purity of family bloodlines, Charm Clan women were forbidden from bearing children. Therefore, every Charm Clan woman born into the world was an unwelcome accident.

Because of her earth-shattering beauty, Su Wanluo caught the eye of Yang Haoxuan, the heir of the Zhen'an Marquis of the Northern Kingdom, with just a glimpse of her profile. He traded a Tier 3 spirit artifact for her, making her his newest concubine.

The result: she had barely been in the Yang household for two days, hadn't even climbed into Yang Haoxuan's bed, when rumors spread that she wanted to monopolize him and had poisoned his consort, Ji Miaor. In a rage, Yang Haoxuan ordered her beaten to death with clubs.

The previous Su Wanluo had a frail constitution and poor endurance; she died after just a few blows from the Yang household's guards. By a twist of fate, the 21st-century Su Wanluo fell off a cliff and transmigrated, reborn into the body of the Third Miss Su.

Piecing together the cause and effect, Su Wanluo's heart sank to the bottom. Had she truly died in that other world? Her expression ugly, she clutched the beautiful hair in her hand. Soon, however, Su Wanluo came to terms with it.

In that other world, betrayed by the one she loved most, it seemed aside from her two sworn sisters, there was nothing left worth her attachment.

And both her sisters were phoenixes among men; they could take care of themselves, so she need not worry. Therefore, since she was here, she might as well settle in.

Clutching the hair in her hand, she began to despise it. She had thought it very beautiful, never imagining it was actually the mark of a lowly bloodline.

*Hmph, so what if it's a lowly bloodline?* A cold light flashed in Su Wanluo's eyes. *So what if I can't cultivate?*

She, the Dark Empress, who in the 21st century made heroes of all paths tremble at her name—even in this world, she would make every single person who had humiliated her kneel at her feet.

"The Su Family, the Marquis Estate—I will absolutely not let you off."

From this moment on, there was no longer a useless Third Miss of lowly bloodline in the world. She, who had crawled out of hell and looked down on all creation, was the unrivaled Empress of Darkness.

On the ground, the mysterious, oppressive man's eyes flickered with complex light. He opened his mouth to say something, but hearing chaotic footsteps approaching from afar, he frowned and vanished in a flash, disappearing from the spot.