Rebirth Of A Villainess

Fu Zian noticed that the moment she had her right hand in a fist was when he felt as though something was squeezing his heart, not longer after, he began to cough out blood from the constant pressure that was aimed at his heart.

"What..what did you do to me?!"

Xu Hui kept looking at him in a lazy manner, watching as he continued to throw up blood on the soft earth.

"Senior Fu Zian, don't be like that, how are you certain that it was I that did that to you?"

The soft melodious voice form Xu Hui belied the cruelty that she dealt to the other cultivator.

"If not you! Who else could it be? A Ghost? A Demon? An evil spirit?!"

"It seems you really have an active imagination, I have never cultivated once in my entire life, how then could I have done that to you? How?"

"Li Jiao! You two faced green tea! How could you? How could you look me in the eyes and lie?!"

"Aiya! Senior Fu Zian! You hold me in high esteem! I am but a feeble maiden doomed to spend my last remaining years in isolation, waiting for the god of death to free my wounded soul from the useless body I was born with. I speak no manner of lie to you."

"Ha! That's what you say, but have you stopped to look at your face? Especially your eyes?!"

"What happened to my face?!"

Xu Hui was so eager to know what could have changed in her appearance, that she held her thumb with the index finger and ring finger up with the rest curled to release a portion of her spiritual energy, while she closed her eyes with the image of a mirror formed in her head.

A moment later, a sparkling jade clear mirror appeared on the palm of her left hand, as she looked down to see what Fu Zian meant by her face. Staring back at her in the mirror's reflection was a pale faced woman who looked hauntingly beautiful with crimson eyes that reflected like red flames.

After looking for a while at her reflection, Xu Hui raised her head up to look at Fu Zian who had a fearful look in his eyes.

"Do I scare you?! Is that why you thought I could not be Li Jiao?!"

"Answer me! Are you Li Jiao?"

"And if I tell you I am not her, what are you going to do?"

"That can't be? I have only read of soul transmigration from ancient writings at the sect's library. There is no way I am looking at one!"

"What if I tell you that I am not her, but Xu Hui a female disciple of the BaoXu sect."

Fu Zian dreaded hearing the truth from the mouth of the maiden who had the face of his sect leader's daughter, in truth he had his suspicions about her when she fought with him at the banquet held in her honor and also when she could make animate objects appear. The Li Jiao he knew did not possess any of these abilities, even if she tried for a million years there was no way she could reach that level of cultivation, the only explanation to this absurdity was that he was speaking to someone other than Li Jiao, a cultivator that called herself Xu Hui.

****Green tea: A bad person who pretends to be kind and friendly