Fate Trading System – Chapter 90

Plan A

Rise in Another World 2

Memory

“Get lost.”

Duanmu Yao gritted her teeth, disregarding the wound on her neck, and used a wind blade to directly attack Su Xin’s face.

It felt like being cut by a knife. In an instant, half of Su Xin’s face was stained red with blood, looking terribly frightening.

Su Xin was pushed away by Duanmu Yao using the wind, but in the next moment, she nimbly changed direction. When her feet touched the ground, she pounced again, this time choking Duanmu Yao from behind, once more slamming her hard onto the ground.

Duanmu Yao felt pain, but Su Xin felt even more pain.

Bearing the impact, Su Xin crashed onto the hard floor, feeling as if her entire body was about to shatter. Her internal injuries worsened.

She coughed up a mouthful of blood, but still didn’t relax her grip, choking Duanmu Yao’s neck with all her might.

The spectators were beyond surprised now. Some were cheering, encouraging both sides, while others were worried, fearing that someone might end up dead.

Su Xin now looked extremely disheveled, almost becoming a bloody mess.

Her body was filthy, covered in wounds inflicted by Duanmu Yao’s wind blades. As she continued to move, the wounds tore open, blood dripping continuously.

Duanmu Yao’s originally clean clothes were now forcibly stained with blood, her ethereal appearance completely gone.

Su Xin’s mind was becoming unclear, her head ached, her face hurt, and even breathing seemed to be a burden.

But the strength in her hands hadn’t disappeared. The not-so-sharp dagger sank into Duanmu Yao’s flesh, blood trickling out bit by bit.

Duanmu Yao became frightened. She stretched out her hands, trying to tear away the constraint on her neck.

Whether it was wind blades, whirlwinds, or wind walls, they could only make her fall repeatedly with Su Xin on her back, unable to separate them.

Su Xin was like a terrifying existence that had caught its prey and refused to let go. Some people in the audience were already losing their composure.

Blood flowed on the floor, making the situation look extremely miserable.

Duanmu Yao already felt her breath shortening. She didn’t believe Su Xin would dare to kill her like this, but Su Xin’s sudden madness left her with no choice but to attack desperately.

However, for some reason, Su Xin seemed impervious to pain. No matter how Duanmu Yao released her power, she couldn’t shake Su Xin off.

What made Duanmu Yao feel uneasy was that her spiritual energy had been exhausted.

The silver elements floating in the air had been completely consumed by her, and the power stored in her internal organs was gone too. She had something to replenish spiritual energy in her spatial ring, but she had no way to take it out and use it.

Every time a magician summons a spell, they need to recite an incantation. Once they become proficient, they can skip this process.

There’s another secret method that uses double the consumption to bypass that process. The more powerful the magical ability, the more it consumes.

When Duanmu Yao was choked by Su Xin and couldn’t speak, she used this method.

This method accelerated her consumption, and now Duanmu Yao was no different from an ordinary person.

“Clan Leader, can you order them to stop? We agreed this sparring was just for practice. With the Sixth Young Miss in this state, does she intend to kill my Yao’er?”

Duanmu Yao’s mother could no longer bear to watch. She hurriedly stood up to make her request.

When Su Xin looked like she was about to die earlier, no one stood up to say it was enough. Instead, they watched as if it were a good show. Now that Duanmu Yao’s mother stood up to speak, it felt quite ironic.

The Clan Leader didn’t speak, just watching the situation in the center of the arena, and sighed.

No one had expected the sixth girl to be so terrifying when she exploded, but ultimately, it wasn’t the righteous path.

This battle hadn’t yet reached its conclusion; who would win or lose was still unknown.

“Whoever leaves the arena first will be considered defeated. This is the rule. To stop at the point of victory is also a rule.”

The Clan Leader’s voice spread throughout the entire venue, and the previously chaotic and noisy areas quieted down.

Su Xin could no longer hear that voice. She only felt a long, sharp ringing in her eardrums; her ears were buzzing.

The blood on her face had begun to dry, sticky and pungent, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Duanmu Yao also couldn’t hear that voice clearly. She felt she was truly about to die.

Su Xin had long since thrown away the dagger and was now choking her with her hands.

She didn’t want to die!

Su Xin slammed her to the ground, pressing down on her. Half of her blood-stained face looked like a vengeful female ghost from hell, making the panicked Duanmu Yao want to dodge away.

“Who did you say was useless?”

Su Xin’s voice had become completely hoarse, like rough paper rubbing against itself, producing an extremely unpleasant sound.

Duanmu Yao greedily inhaled air, trying to alleviate the terrifying feeling of near suffocation.

She looked at Su Xin, unable to utter a single word.

“I’m asking you, who did you say was useless?”

Su Xin gripped Duanmu Yao’s neck, while Duanmu Yao struggled incessantly.

“Say it.”

“You’re not useless.”

Duanmu Yao cried out in terror; she didn’t want to experience the feeling of suffocation again.

“I’m asking, who did you say was useless? Can’t you understand human speech?”

Su Xin hadn’t accepted the memories, couldn’t care about all that, and just needed to release this pent-up anger inside her.

The last person who insulted her had long since been dispatched with a single shot to meet the King of Hell.

Su Xin licked her lips, tasting blood. She revealed a smile that only Duanmu Yao could see.

They were very close, so close it almost drove Duanmu Yao to breakdown.

Su Xin tightened her grip, then slightly loosened it.

“I said me! I said I was useless… I said I…”

Duanmu Yao was now crying in fear, shaking her head continuously. Her mind was in complete chaos now. She didn’t know who the person in front of her was; she only knew she didn’t want to die.

Su Xin nodded with satisfaction, dragging Duanmu Yao on the ground, then throwing her off the arena like discarding trash.

She was completely drained of strength, utterly unable to hold on, and collapsed on the arena.

She absolutely refused to admit defeat, and would absolutely not lose!

This result surprised everyone. They had watched with their own eyes as Duanmu Yao dominated Su Xin in the early stages, but now the outcome had reversed.

“In this match, Duanmu Furan is victorious.”

The Clan Leader announced the result, cleared the arena, and let the next group come up.

Su Xin shook her head, propped herself up to sit, and limped off the arena.

She was about to faint, but absolutely could not do so here.

Duanmu Yao had regained consciousness, feeling extremely resentful about losing to someone she thought was useless and being eliminated in the preliminary round of the competition.

Especially those last words… Duanmu Yao leaned against her mother, gnashing her teeth.

Duanmu Furan, just you wait!

“Take the Sixth Young Miss down to rest. Such an unsightly thing.”

The middle-aged man ordered someone to come and support Su Xin, showing no approval for the victory Su Xin had won at the risk of her life, but instead expressing even deeper disgust.

Su Xin kept her head down, her wounds still dripping blood. Regardless of what he said, she was supported as she walked towards a certain place.

Su Xin fainted and slept for two full days before waking up. After regaining consciousness, she received the original owner’s memories.

This was an ancient clan society, yet it was different. Magic and fighting energy coexisted, becoming the main combat methods for people on the Magic-Martial Continent.

The Magic-Martial Continent was divided into three types of people: mages, fighters, and ordinary people.

There were four countries in the east, south, west, and north, with a Sky-reaching Tower in the center.

It was said that on the highest level of the Sky-reaching Tower, the ninth floor, one could pursue the opportunity to ascend to godhood.

The Duanmu family was a relatively large magical family in the Eastern Country. The middle-aged man Su Xin had last seen was the father of this body, Duanmu Furan, named Duanmu Qiao.

Magical elements were divided into six types: metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and wind. These six elements floated in the air, and mages could absorb and utilize them.

The excellence of a mage was determined by their affinity for magical elements.

Duanmu Furan’s affinity for magical elements was too low. Only a small amount of fire elements were willing to obey her command, and it was pitifully little. For a normal fire mage, although they couldn’t burn down a house at the beginning, they could at least light a stove. However, Duanmu Furan only had a tiny flame, trembling in her palm.

Even if she threw this small flame to attack someone, the person hit would probably feel nothing, not even able to sense it.

However, Duanmu Furan was still the Sixth Young Miss of the Duanmu family’s main branch this generation. Such aptitude, if made known, would naturally make people laugh their heads off.

Duanmu Furan was also aware of her own abilities and worked hard while hiding in her room. She would never have run out to embarrass herself, yet she appeared on the arena and nearly died.

From the memories, Su Xin could see how unwelcome the original Duanmu Furan was.

As the Sixth Young Miss of the main branch, the original owner had access to excellent resources. She had five half-siblings above her, and by all rights, should have been cared for attentively.

But her aptitude was poor, and without strength, one couldn’t establish a foothold in the Duanmu family, even if she was the Sixth Young Miss.

Her brothers and sisters ignored her, and some even bullied her.

Those talented disciples from the side branches looked down on the original owner even more, feeling very dissatisfied that such a useless person was from the main branch.

Because at the beginning, Duanmu Qiao had also made attempts, feeding the original owner many precious materials, but to no avail.

The side branches always aimed to surpass the main branch, enjoying slapping their faces, while the main branch naturally liked to suppress them.

The original owner’s appearance made the main branch lose face, so she was very much despised.

This time, her registration for the family’s internal selection for outstanding disciples was also someone’s attempt to set her up, deliberately signing her up.

When the original owner found out, she was dumbfounded. She knelt to ask her father if it could be canceled, but was rebuffed with the word ‘coward’, and could only go ahead reluctantly to fight a humiliating match she had no chance of winning.

After Su Xin won in her own way, she only received the evaluation of ’embarrassing disgrace’ from the original owner’s father.

The original owner’s miserable situation, with no one to protect her and being bullied relentlessly, was partly because she had no mother. Or rather, it’s not that she didn’t have one – this was the original owner’s wish, to find her missing mother.

Another part of the reason was that the original owner was envied and resented. The original owner had a marriage engagement, with the other party being Mu Yao, the Fourth Young Master of the Mu family’s main branch in the Eastern Country.

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