Chapter 147: Absolutely Will Not Stop Qin Fang from Court Death

Reborn in the Seventies: Emptying the Enemy’s Warehouse Before Heading to the Countryside No Flowers Bloom in June 2465 words 2026-04-01 07:05:26

Xu Lin flicked out two talismans one after another, and the embroidered purse quickly dissolved into green smoke and vanished from her hands.

As for the hundred yuan, Xu Lin cast a cleansing talisman to thoroughly sanitize the bills before storing them away in her dimension.

The exact moment the purse vanished, Qin Fang spat out a mouthful of dark blood and collapsed limply onto the bed, hovering on the brink of death.

Her appearance underwent a drastic transformation as well. The alluring charm that had emanated from her person vanished completely, replaced by wrinkles on her previously unremarkable face.

More and more wrinkles appeared, finally settling into the image of a wizened, white-haired old woman.

Yet Qin Fang had not yet realized her own changes. Still immersed in the agony of failure, she let out one frantic question after another.

"Why? Why is this happening?"

Impotent with rage, Qin Fang was so furious that her eyes turned completely red.

She simply could not comprehend why she was always the one plagued by misfortune.

"Host, Xu Lin broke your sorcery spell, and you suffered a backlash. Because your methods were far too vicious, the backlash was doubled."

The system's cold and ruthless voice rang directly inside Qin Fang's mind, explaining the situation with crystal clarity.

In short, it meant she had only herself to blame. This was what she deserved, for the Way of Heaven is fair.

The fury nearly made Qin Fang spit blood once more, draining what little color remained from her pale face.

She raised a hand to touch her own cheek and felt a rough, scratchy texture. Panicked, Qin Fang hastily pulled out a small mirror to take a look.

One look elicited yet another shrill scream. She hurled the mirror far away, and it shattered into eight pieces upon hitting the floor.

"Ah, ah, ah! How could this be? Why has this happened?" Qin Fang was utterly shocked. "Why do I look like I've aged several decades?"

"Host, it is not that you look like you have aged several decades. You suffered a backlash and have been deprived of forty years of your lifespan."

The system's voice remained flat and steady, devoid of ripples or emotion. However, its next words made Qin Fang feel somewhat better.

"Nevertheless, Host need not worry. As long as you have points, I can help you reclaim everything you have lost."

"Reclaim? How do I reclaim it?" Qin Fang asked urgently, her heart hanging high in suspense.

"I can help the Host usurp the lifespans of others and transfer them to yourself. As long as the target is not Xu Lin, it will be quite easy to pull off."

The system paused for a moment before offering a reminder: "Host, I have found that Xu Lin is far from simple. You had best refrain from locking horns with her."

Using telepathy to eavesdrop on Qin Fang's inner thoughts, Xu Lin happened to catch this exact exchange and her jaw nearly dropped to the floor.

Good grief, Qin Fang's system was actively driving her toward absolute ruin.

Whether stealing someone's lifespan or pilfering their fortune, those were forbidden arts. Utilizing them not only triggered a fierce backlash, but the reckoning after death would be doubled.

If Qin Fang continued to listen to the system and blindly walked down this dark path, well, she would undoubtedly plummet straight into the realm of beasts.

As for whether she would ever have the chance to be reborn as a human being, that would depend entirely on Qin Fang's future conduct. She might very well lose even the privilege of being human.

How pitiful, simply pitiable!

Xu Lin shook her head continuously as she listened. What left her utterly speechless was that Qin Fang actually believed it—she actually bought into it!

Just how was this woman's brain wired? How on earth had she managed to secure her position as the head matriarch of the Su family in her past life?

Xu Lin had a strong urge to crack open Qin Fang's skull to take a look inside.

Ah well, whatever. Since someone was hell-bent on courting death, Xu Lin decided she would simply sit back and enjoy the show quietly.

Mm, she would only watch and do nothing else.

She certainly wouldn't stop Qin Fang from digging her own grave.

Xu Lin withdrew her telepathy, entirely unconcerned that Qin Fang might try to fight her to the death right now. Even if Qin Fang wanted to risk her life, her system would stop her.

Indeed, Xu Lin's formidable strength had already caused the system to take notice and choose avoidance.

Entering her dimension, Xu Lin washed up thoroughly before sorting out the medicinal pills concocted by the Immortal Lord.

The portions prepared for the elderly residents were neatly packed into small bottles to be delivered shortly, while the batch meant for Lin Yufei was set aside separately.

She would send those to the county town tomorrow.

Furthermore, she wondered how Tu Hai's investigation was progressing.

Had they located the source of the poison? She wanted to visit the source herself and help clear away those toxic elements so they could no longer harm anyone else.

Qin Fang shrieked inside her room for a long while, yet no one came to offer any comfort. Eventually, having shouted herself hoarse, Qin Fang finally quieted down.

By eleven o'clock at night, the educated youth courtyard plunged into deep silence. Pushing open her window quietly, Xu Lin observed her surroundings and caught sight of a sneaky, furtive figure.

Who could that be? Looking closely, Xu Lin quickly recognized the person as Ning Xiaodong.

Why would this boy, who usually blended into the background like an invisible entity, be wandering around in the middle of the night?

harboring doubts, Xu Lin quietly flicked a tracking talisman onto Ning Xiaodong.

Only after Ning Xiaodong slipped out of the educated youth courtyard did Xu Lin light-footedly step outside as well.

First, she made her way to the thatched shack. After confirming that the surroundings were completely normal, Xu Lin knocked softly on the door.

The door opened almost immediately, revealing Huang Hongli's aged face. Upon seeing that it was Xu Lin, Huang Hongli hurriedly stepped aside to invite her in.

"educated youth Xu, you are truly amazing." Huang Hongli gave her a thumbs-up, thoroughly impressed from the bottom of his heart.

"Elder Huang, how is Madam's condition?" Xu Lin asked with a beaming smile, knowing full well that old Mrs. Huang must have improved significantly.

If the medicine had been ineffective, Huang Hongli's attitude would not be like this.

"Ever since she took your medicine, the coughing has subsided immensely. She didn't cough at all throughout the day today, only letting out a few coughs here and there after dark."

Walking alongside Xu Lin, Huang Hongli whispered an account of old Mrs. Huang's recovery. To be honest, Huang Hongli remained deeply astonished by the treatment's efficacy.

Even if they had gone to the finest hospital in the capital, results would not have appeared this rapidly nor recovery been this swift.

That was pneumonia after all; even in its early stages, pneumonia was not so easily treated.

Even if it wasn't pneumonia and merely a common cold, it would still take three to five days to heal.

Without experiencing it firsthand, he would have found such miraculous efficacy hard to believe.

"educated youth Xu, thank you so much. If not for you, my old woman wouldn't even know how much more suffering she would have to endure, let alone whether she could have pulled through."

Huang Hongli raised a hand to wipe his aged eyes, a lingering wave of terror gripping his heart.

"Elder Huang is too polite. I merely happened to arrive at the right time and performed a trivial favor."

Exchanging pleasantries, the two arrived outside the door. Having heard the movement, old Mrs. Huang had already gotten out of bed to welcome them at the threshold, immediately expressing her gratitude upon seeing Xu Lin.

Be it old Mrs. Huang, Zhao Nanjiang, or the others, all of them held boundless admiration for Xu Lin's medical prowess.

Should anyone in this world dare to claim Xu Lin's medical skills were subpar, they would be the very first to jump up and object.

Stepping inside and exchanging a few more polite remarks, Xu Lin produced the medicinal pills, each labeled with the recipient's name and dosage.

Although all of them served to nourish the body, the pills were uniquely tailored—the very essence of traditional Chinese medicine prescribing a personalized remedy for every individual.

After distributing the medicine, Xu Lin chatted with them for a few more moments before leaving in a hurry, still keeping Ning Xiaodong on her mind.

For that young man to dash into the mountains in the dead of night, he definitely harbored a secret.

Huang Hongli and the others watched Xu Lin depart with endless sighs of praise; today's youth were truly extraordinary.

Taking a detour halfway, Xu Lin swiftly vanished into the mountain forest.

It took her a mere dozen minutes to locate Ning Xiaodong, whom she found holding a map and wandering aimlessly through the mountains.

After pacing around in a large circle for a while, Ning Xiaodong let out a sigh and stubbornly pressed deeper into the heart of the mountains.