Chapter 176: Fated Nemesis

Jiang Xincheng’s face slightly changed. He quickly stood up and opened the door, letting in the panicked girl from outside. “Ningshuang, what’s wrong? What happened?”

“Earlier at the hotel, I met Ximen Changkong, the heir of the Ximen Family. He invited me to have a meal together. I didn’t suspect anything, so I went with Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao. But I never expected he would poison the food. If I hadn’t been wearing my poison-resistant jade pendant, I would have fallen for his trick. However, Uncle Zhao and Aunt Zhao must have been captured by him now. I managed to run out by pretending to use the restroom. He will probably come looking for me soon. Jiang Xincheng, what should we do now?” Xuanyuan Ningshuang said weakly, her face full of fear. Clearly, while the jade pendant could resist poison, it couldn’t cure it.

Xuanyuan Ningshuang didn’t notice the cold, ruthless gleam that flashed in Jiang Xincheng’s eyes when she mentioned Ximen Changkong. It was like a thunderbolt from the ninth heaven, icy and merciless, sending chills down one’s spine.

Seeing how panicked Xuanyuan Ningshuang was, Jiang Xincheng quickly pulled her toward his large bed. “Hide here first.”

“In the bed?” Xuanyuan Ningshuang was stunned, her jade-like face turning red. “That probably won’t work. Ximen Changkong will search here soon. Hiding in the bed will make it easy for him to find me.”

Jiang Xincheng raised an eyebrow and lifted the bed board. “Not in the bed, but under the bed board. As for the searchers from the Ximen Family, I’ll deal with them.”

“This…” Xuanyuan Ningshuang hesitated, but then she realized she had to trust Jiang Xincheng. A trace of gratitude appeared on her delicate, jade-like face. “Jiang Xincheng, I’m counting on you this time. Thank you.”

After saying that, Xuanyuan Ningshuang immediately lay down under the bed. Jiang Xincheng closed the bed board, opened the window, and glanced at a room several meters away. He leaped through the air and landed on the windowsill of that room.

The window was not closed. Jiang Xincheng directly entered the room and walked toward the bedroom. On the large bed in the bedroom, two girls were sleeping, wearing only nightgowns that revealed their graceful and delicate figures.

“Sorry!”

Jiang Xincheng apologized, picked up one of the girls—a pretty one with an oval face—and carried her outside.

“Mmm…”

At that moment, the girl in his arms seemed to sense something. She let out a soft moan and tried to open her eyes. But just then, Jiang Xincheng tapped her once, and the beautiful girl in his arms immediately fainted, unable to open her eyes for a while.

Jiang Xincheng carried the unconscious, beautiful girl, leaped out of the window, and jumped back to the windowsill of his own room. Then he closed the window, threw the girl onto his bed, stripped her down to her nightgown, and climbed into the covers with her.

“Open the door! Open the door! Open the damn door now! If you don’t open it, I’ll kick it down!”

Just as he finished all this, Jiang Xincheng heard knocking at the door. Accompanying the knocking was a nasty, familiar voice—one he had heard many times in his nightmares in his past life, like the singing of an evil ghost, waking him from his dreams again and again.

His face twisted into a grimace instantly. Jiang Xincheng gritted his teeth, the rage in his chest almost bursting out. He desperately wanted to rush out, tear the cruel, young master at the door into pieces, pickle each piece in salt for ten days and ten nights, and then throw them out to feed the dogs.

A year later in his past life, this beastly heir of the Ximen Family passed through Jiang Xincheng’s hometown. He accidentally saw Jiang Xincheng’s sister, who was still in high school, and immediately developed evil intentions. To get Jiang Xincheng’s sister, Ximen Changkong ruthlessly killed Jiang Xincheng’s parents and assaulted his sister in their own home.

He even took his sister to the Ximen Family, where he kept her for several months before letting her go. When Jiang Xincheng went to demand justice and reported it to the prosecutor’s office, he was beaten to a pulp. Months later, he found his sister, barely alive, in the garbage pile behind the Ximen Family’s back door.

His sister had been tormented beyond recognition. Just as Jiang Xincheng managed to help her recover a little, his sister, unable to bear the shame and trauma, immediately left him and wandered off to who-knows-where.

More than a decade later, an old woman with white hair found Jiang Xincheng and told him she was his sister. She had become a direct member of the Xuanyuan Family, one of the top great families of the Shenxia Alliance. Over the years, to cultivate martial arts, her once beautiful and youthful appearance had become old and ugly.

Jiang Xincheng could hardly believe his eyes. His once lovely and innocent sister had become like this. Even though she found out about her true origins and her real family, Jiang Xincheng felt no happiness at all. Instead, he felt indescribable pain and sorrow.

For a long time, his sister’s face haunted Jiang Xincheng’s nightmares, making him afraid to face her. He always blamed himself, thinking that if he had trained harder back then, gained enough strength to rescue his sister, she wouldn’t have suffered such cruel torment.

Ximen Changkong, the number one heir of a top great family in the Shenxia Alliance, a top genius in cultivating Primordial Force, killed Jiang Xincheng’s father and mother in his past life, destroyed his sister’s entire life, and turned Jiang Xincheng from a happy child with a complete family into a miserable orphan with a broken home. He endured a lifetime of suffering, a pain he could never forget.

In his past life, it could be said that Jiang Xincheng hated Ximen Changkong the most. But limited by his strength, Jiang Xincheng never got his revenge. He didn’t have the ability or the influence.

Even though his sister later became the head of the number one great family in the Shenxia Alliance, she couldn’t easily start a war against the Ximen Family, which had also risen to become a super family, and Ximen Changkong, who had become the head of the Ximen Family.

Right up until he jumped into the sea and died in his past life, Ximen Changkong still lived a carefree and happy life. This was the pain of Jiang Xincheng’s past life, and the demon of his sister’s past life. If it had been possible in his past life, Jiang Xincheng would have gladly traded his own life for Ximen Changkong’s.

Pulverizing his bones and scattering his ashes, tearing his body into a thousand pieces, eating his flesh and drinking his blood, slicing him a thousand times, tearing him apart with five horses… Jiang Xincheng had imagined countless times in his past life how he would deal with Ximen Changkong, how he would kill this beast who ruined his life. But all of that was just a dream.

Reborn into a new life, Jiang Xincheng had been training hard, hoping to reach the Great Yuan Warrior realm or even higher as soon as possible. Then he could use all the tortures he had thought of in his past life on Ximen Changkong, destroy his family, and wipe out his entire clan.

But Jiang Xincheng never expected that before he had built up enough strength, he would run into Ximen Changkong, this inhuman scum, and that this scum was about to harm Sister Anan’s close friend.

The hatred of a past life—could he not escape it in this life either? A flicker of light passed through Jiang Xincheng’s eyes. Hatred surged to the skies, but his face showed reluctance as he loudly called out, “Coming, coming! Why are you knocking? Don’t you know you’re disturbing people’s sleep?”