The Hellborn Heiress​ - Chapter 6

Jiang Ci raised her eyebrows slightly. “Has his fate run out?”

“Not exactly. He died by accident,” White Impermanence replied truthfully. “If you hadn’t possessed this body, my lord, Song Jinmin could have survived for another seven or eight years.”

Jiang Ci understood.

In other words, in the original trajectory of fate, Xiao Ci would have her kidney removed, and Song Jinmin would be saved by a successful transplant.

But now that she had come and occupied Xiao Ci’s body, there was no way she would donate a kidney.

So Song Jinmin’s fate had changed.

Tonight, he must die.

“No need to collect his soul,” Jiang Ci said after a moment’s thought. “I have a way to keep him alive.”

Wasn’t Song Sibe so eager to call for help? He should get a taste of what it’s like to have his kidney taken.

White Impermanence looked at her twisted smile and timidly reminded, “My lord, this isn’t Hell where you can do as you please. The sins on your record are already heavy enough. If you commit more killings… you’ll be stuck in Hell forever!”

Jiang Ci laughed. “I’ve spent so many years in Hell anyway. There’s no difference. Going to Hell is just like going home.”

White Impermanence: “…”

All living beings fear Avici Hell, except for my lord, who is the only exception.

“Is Song Jinmin still in the operating room?” she asked.

“He’s been transferred to the ICU. He’ll stop breathing at 2:56 a.m.”

Jiang Ci pondered for a moment, then reached out to him unceremoniously. “Give me two Blank Talismans.”

White Impermanence: “?”

Jiang Ci flashed her white teeth in a grin. “I don’t even have a single coin in my pocket, so I can only rob you.”

Probably only my lord would dare to rob a Ghost messenger, and do it so righteously at that.

“My lord, I’m poor too. I can’t afford things from the Mortal Realm.”

“I don’t mind using Yin Talismans.”

“But…”

“After you go back, come to my house. You can take as much gold and silver as you want.”

Jiang Ci said with extravagant arrogance.

White Impermanence immediately turned his pockets inside out without hesitation, his hands moving so fast as if afraid she would change her mind.

Very soon, he respectfully handed over two black Blank Talismans.

Money makes the ghosts turn the mill-it’s a universal truth anywhere!

Jiang Ci took the black talismans, used her remaining spiritual power to draw a spell, handed one to him, and instructed, “I can’t enter the ICU, but you can walk through walls. Stick this Life-Sustaining Talisman on Song Jinmin’s chest.”

White Impermanence hesitated, neither able to accept nor refuse. “My lord, I…”

To interfere with a living person’s fate-he wouldn’t dare do it even if he had a hundred lives!

Jiang Ci stuffed the black talisman into his hand and said calmly, “I’ll take all the responsibility. Go quickly.”

White Impermanence had no choice but to take the talisman to the ICU.

Song Jinmin was covered in tubes, barely hanging on to life.

“A Soul Reaper giving life to the living-this is not part of my job description…”

White Impermanence stood by the bed, clutching the black talisman, hesitating, when suddenly a chill swept up behind him.

He turned around and was so startled he nearly dropped the talisman, hurriedly bowing to his knees.

“Greetings, King of the Underworld!”

The newcomer wore divine robes, tall and upright, with an abyss-like darkness gathered behind him.

White Impermanence couldn’t see his face clearly, but only heard his icy tone say,

“Do whatever Ah Ci tells you. For all her orders, you need not consider the consequences.”

“Yes… as you command.”

White Impermanence silently added in his heart: King of the Underworld, you really do spoil her!

Look at what Lady Jiang has become-interfering with the life and death of mortals, that’s a grave sin worthy of Hell!

“How is she now?”

The Shadow looked outside, but Jiang Ci was already gone.

“Lady Jiang is doing fine, except for being so poor she jingles when she walks.”
White Impermanence spoke straightforwardly.

Shadow let out a gentle laugh. “She’ll be staying in the Mortal Realm for a long time this time. All Ghost messengers are at her disposal-just follow her orders.”

“Yes, understood!”

“Young Master Song, the Chairman’s life could be in danger at any moment. You need to be mentally prepared…”

Outside the ICU.

Dean wore a worried expression and sighed. “If you were willing to donate a kidney to the Chairman, maybe he could still be saved…”

Song Sibe impatiently interrupted, “Dean Zhang, how long have you been in this position?”

Dean Zhang replied awkwardly, “Nearly thirty years now.”

“Thinking of retiring early?”

“No, no, Young Master Song, it’s my mistake. Your match with the Chairman is incompatible. I was just too worried about his condition and spoke nonsense. Please forgive me!”

Dean Zhang was so frightened his face turned pale.

Right now, only he knew this secret: in truth, Song Sibe was the best kidney match.

But the son refused to donate, and had sealed off the information. As an outsider, Dean Zhang couldn’t intervene in their family feud among the wealthy.

“In all of Jiangbei, only my father knows how to get into that place. He absolutely cannot have an accident.”

Song Sibe’s face was dark. “I’ll find a kidney donor. Until then, you must do everything possible to keep my father alive. No matter how expensive the medication, use it! The Song Family doesn’t lack for money.”

Dean Zhang’s aged face was tinged with helplessness. “Young Master Song, if we can’t find a suitable kidney for transplant within the day, even a god couldn’t save the Chairman.”

“Jiang Ci is the most suitable candidate. She won’t escape.”

Song Sibe immediately took his men to look for Jiang Ci again.

This time, even if he had to use force, he would tie Jiang Ci to the operating table!

From the very beginning, he never intended to let Jiang Ci leave the hospital in one piece-he’d already ordered people to keep watch.

Just as Jiang Ci had stepped out the hospital doors, Song Sibe and his men took a shortcut and caught up, cornering her in a nearby park.

This area happened to be outside of surveillance camera range. It was the early hours, and the park was deserted-not even a ghost in sight.

Song Sibe’s cold face carried a trace of arrogance.

“Jiang Ci, you’re the child of a servant, with no father or mother. Donating a kidney to my father is a blessing for you. Don’t refuse a good thing! Tonight, you’ll donate-whether you want to or not. You have no right to refuse!”

“Go. I just want her kidney intact. Do what you want with the rest!”

Song Sibe had completely lost patience to deal with her any longer.

With Bo Hanzhou- that dog-gone who knows where, now was the best time to act!

His men approached Jiang Ci in the corner, syringes filled with anesthetic, closing in menacingly.

Jiang Ci had long seen that Song Sibe wouldn’t let things go. Just as expected, he’d arrived quickly.

“A knife only hurts when it cuts into your own flesh. Song, I hope you can still laugh tomorrow.”

Jiang Ci gave a wicked grin and suddenly bit her fingertip.

Between two fingers, she held a black talisman-pity their mortal eyes couldn’t see it.

She forcefully activated the Shadow Swap Talisman and sent it flying toward Song Sibe.

“With my blood as guide, split shadow, shift position, go!”

Before Song Sibe could react, he saw the subordinate who had been facing away suddenly stop, turn around, and stare at him in disbelief.

“Whoa! That damn girl can even teleport-look how fast she ran!”

The subordinate holding the anesthetic lunged straight at him.

Thud!

The syringe stabbed deep into Song Sibe’s arm.

Song Sibe’s eyes widened in shock. “Ah! You-damn it-”

Before he could process what had just happened, a wave of weakness and darkness instantly engulfed him.