Chapter 1: The Merciless Killer

If you live, I will protect you for a lifetime!

If you die, I will follow you to the underworld!

I only seek a love for a lifetime, traversing time and space, just to meet you.

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2014. The summit of North Mu!

At the edge of the cliff, Yun Tingruo, dressed in white, possessed an aura so faint she seemed ready to merge with the night.

"You want me dead that badly, just for the position of King of Assassins?"

She turned around, looking at the woman in red standing five meters away.

Her lips curled slightly, her voice ethereal and blurred.

"I, Chi You, am inferior to you in what? In strength, in courage, in experience, or in methods? I am better than you in every way. Why is it that in the eyes of the organization, in the eyes of those assassins, I cannot compare to you at all? And yet, now, aren't you also about to die by my hand?"

Chi You's eyes were bloodshot. She held an XLED07 Aurora silenced pistol, her entire body trembling slightly.

It was a tremor of agitation.

Yun Tingruo's expression remained unchanged, her aura indifferent and calm.

She was breathtakingly beautiful.

"Your heart cannot compare to mine."

Yun Tingruo's gaze tightened slightly, her tone carrying a hint of loneliness.

Both she and Chi You were orphans, adopted by the organization at the same time and raised together. From D-rank missions to S+ rank missions, they were the best partners.

They were also each other's only family.

But now, that unique familial bond was being utterly erased by Chi You.

She was not worth the position of King of Assassins.

Ridiculous.

Her long white dress danced wildly against the wind, and her jet-black hair fluttered erratically; she was beautiful to the extreme.

"Chi, why waste so much breath? Kill her, and you will get what you want."

A slender figure, sexy lips, and captivating, electric eyes appeared before Yun Tingruo.

Juesha!

Ranked third on the assassin leaderboard.

And also the man who had been pursuing her.

Watching the two of them share a passionate kiss before her eyes, Chi You huddled in Juesha's arms. Her meticulously sculpted face wore a wild, arrogant smile: "Juesha, you really don't feel any heartache watching the woman you love die right in front of you?"

"Baby, my heart has always belonged only to you. This woman is nothing more than a way to pass the time when I'm bored."

Juesha's tender, sweet words failed to stir even a ripple in Yun Tingruo's eyes.

She shook her head slightly. "Chi You, you have misjudged people."

On the surface, Juesha appeared elegant and talented, but his heart was incredibly dark, using any means necessary for his own interests.

She had once seen with her own eyes as Juesha killed his adoptive parents, chopping their bodies into minced meat, all because of a single scolding from the adoptive mother.

Chi You's pupils constricted. Looking at Yun Tingruo's indifferent and transcendent appearance, she felt an intense hatred in her heart.

She didn't listen to a word Yun Tingruo said.

"Hahahaha~~~ Yun Tingruo, your day has finally come. The man who loved you now belongs to me, and the position of King of Assassins now belongs to me as well. As for you—go die!"

She pulled the trigger, and several rounds of bullets whistled toward Yun Tingruo's heart.

Yun Tingruo closed her eyes and threw herself backward, falling into the bottomless abyss.

"Hahahaha, you're finally dead! You're finally dead!"

Chi You took two steps forward, laughing loudly.

Suddenly, her body froze. She slowly lowered her head to look at the sharp dagger in her chest; the blood flowing out was incredibly vivid.

Her lips twitched, letting out an unbelievable whimper.

Juesha pulled her into his arms from behind, his movements as gentle as if he were cradling a peerless treasure. He leaned down slightly and whispered in her ear: "Thank you."

Thank you for eliminating Yun Tingruo for me.

Thank you for letting me obtain the position of King of Assassins.

Chi You's pupils dilated as Yun Tingruo's final words echoed in her ears.

*Chi You, you have misjudged people.*

"You... you..." Chi You's hands weakly gripped Juesha's sleeve, her pupils turning a dull gray.

Juesha gave a cold laugh and pushed her away without mercy, shoving the Chi You in his arms toward the edge of the cliff.

Just as Chi You's body was about to reach the edge, she gave a ghostly smile. Her entire being erupted with startling strength as she grabbed Juesha's hand.

A bracelet like an iron claw instantly bound the two together, and she threw her weight backward with all her might.

"No!"

Juesha's scream was swallowed by the ten-thousand-foot abyss.

Time and space shifted; her soul returned to another world.

On the Qingchuan Continent, warm sunlight filtered through the gaps in the atmosphere.

A brilliant streak of light flashed across the sky.

In the courtyard of the northwest corner of the Yun Estate.

A young girl of about seven years old lay beneath a pear blossom tree.

*Swish!* She snapped her eyes open.

Yun Tingruo looked at her surroundings in confusion.

Red walls and green tiles surrounded her, and the courtyard was filled with blooming flowers of various colors, a lush tapestry of blossoms.

Yun Tingruo's eyes scanned the area before her vision went dark, blocked by an unknown object.

A red alert immediately rang out in her mind.

"Miss, you're awake!"

The voice was low and lacked inflection, the end of the sentence cut short, but it lacked strength—likely a woman in her fifties.

Yun Tingruo's brain worked like a computer, analyzing the newcomer's information in three seconds.

However, she did not speak!

Her lowered eyelashes concealed the surprise in her eyes.

She should be dead.

At this thought, Yun Tingruo felt a sudden headache.

Many fragments and pieces of information flashed through her mind.

Scene after scene, like looking through a veil of mist—chaotic and utterly foreign.

Her heart suddenly skipped a beat.

These were not her memories, but those of a seven-year-old girl.

The continent she was on was called the Qingchuan Continent.

The country she was currently in was called the Feng Kingdom.

The owner of this body was the fourth young lady of the Feng Kingdom's Prime Minister—Yun Tingruo.

She was the only legitimate daughter in the estate.

The Prime Minister's wife had died after giving birth to her.

Despite her noble birth, she was the laughingstock of the entire Feng Kingdom, known as the famous "Silly Fourth Young Lady" of the capital.

She was also a thorn in the Prime Minister's side.

Because Yun Tingruo's mother was the only legitimate daughter of the Great General, and the Great General's household had been loyal subjects for three generations, it was no exaggeration to say that if the Great General stomped his foot, the entire Feng Kingdom would tremble.

Although Yun Tingruo was treated worse than a dog and pig within her own household, in the eyes of the world, she possessed infinite prestige.

This was, naturally, the doing of Concubine Shen, the second wife.

She was the legitimate daughter of the Prime Minister's estate, born of the first wife.

Even though Concubine Shen had risen to power, in terms of status, Yun Tingruo already held a higher rank than Concubine Su.

Concubine Shen had risen through her offspring; on the surface, she took great care of Yun Tingruo, but in secret, she suppressed her ruthlessly, and the illegitimate siblings also bullied her like a dog.

Her seven-year-old body looked severely malnourished.

Her thin frame was nothing but skin and bones.

Her brows furrowed tightly.

She, the 21st-century Ghost Doctor and Assassin Yun Tingruo—had transmigrated.

"Miss, what's wrong? You didn't catch a chill, did you?"

Nanny Ling immediately panicked. She reached out to feel Yun Tingruo's forehead and couldn't help but cry out, "Oh my, why is she so cold? Dong'er, Dong'er!"

"Yes, Nanny Ling, what happened?"

Dong'er, a little maid in a green dress, immediately ran out from the inner room.

"The Miss seems to have a high fever. Hurry, go boil some hot water and prepare a bowl of ginger soup."

"Yes, yes, yes, this servant will go right away."

Yun Tingruo watched the two of them without a word, until Nanny Ling tried to help her up.

Her right hand instinctively gripped Nanny Ling's hand, her fingers pressing down hard, but there was no expected "crack" of bone.

"Miss, what are you doing!"

Nanny Ling looked at her mistress's strange movement, deeply confused.

Why had she grabbed her hand and squeezed it like that?

Yun Tingruo calmly withdrew her hand, a dark glint flashing deep within her pupils!

This was merely a habit from twenty years of an assassin's life.

She was used to being alone; whenever someone approached, her assassin instincts would surface.