Scheme??

I want to kill someone..." the lady said.

Hearing this, Jiang Chen was silent for a moment before asking, "You want to kill someone...?"

"Yes," she replied, looking straight into his eyes.

Jiang Chen took a deep breath and internally asked his system, 'System, are you hearing this? Wait... you knew about her wish beforehand, didn't you? But why?! Your name is 'Milf Serving System,' not 'Contract Killing System!' I didn't sign up for this! Your job is to help me serve MILFs, and this is definitely not even remotely related!'

[Host, I know my name is 'Milf Serving System,' but do you think serving MILFs is that easy? This is a sacred mission granted only to the truly fortunate. And now, you're panicking over this?

Besides, are you afraid of killing? The road to MILFs is paved with blood.]

'I'm not afraid of killing. I may have come from the modern world and never killed anyone before, but the moment I arrived in this cultivation world—where a single gold coin is worth more than a hundred lives—I knew I'd have to kill someday. And when that day comes, I won't hesitate.' Jiang Chen responded seriously.

'But if she wanted someone dead and hasn't managed to do it yet, doesn't that mean I don't stand a chance? My cultivation is barely above the mortal stage; I bet even a 15-year-old could beat me! I don't want to die so soon... Damn it, why did I promise to fulfill her wish? I never break my promises… but life is more important! Maybe just one or two broken promises won't hurt... Hahaha.'

[Host, you cannot break your promise. You have to fulfill it.]

'Huh? Why?'

"Jiang Chen."

"Jiang Chen, are you even listening?" the lady asked.

"A-Ah, yeah. You were talking about... uh, murder, right? Haha..." Jiang Chen stammered, startled by her slightly loud yet oddly cute voice.

"I'm not talking about murder. What are you even listening to?" she said coldly.

Hearing her tone, Jiang Chen understood that this was a serious matter. There was no need to joke around.

"Yes, yes. Please continue..."

"Since that thing said you would fulfill my wish, and you appeared, I will tell you."

She took a deep breath and began.

"I've been preparing for this duel for years—a battle meant to settle the decades-long dispute between our lineages. Initially, they kept delaying by refusing to choose their successor. Then, after immense pressure, they finally selected their so-called 'cherished' disciple. We agreed that the duel would take place in six months, a binding promise from both sides.

Now, they're claiming their disciple has run away—clearly another ploy to delay the duel. But I won't let them escape. Since my disciple is female, they're using a pathetic technicality, saying the duel was meant for 'successive male heirs.' It's laughable—just another desperate excuse to avoid losing face.

But they will face me. No matter who they send, I will take my revenge."

"Wait, wait… I'm not following. From what I understand, you want to kill that 'chosen' disciple for revenge, right?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Yes."

"Why?"

"....."

"I need to understand this properly."

She hesitated, then spoke, her voice cold but controlled.

"A long time ago, there was a duel—a life-or-death battle between my brother and another heir. But they cheated. Because of that, my brother was... was killed."

Though her voice remained calm, Jiang Chen could see the sheer rage in her eyes—like a volcano that had been dormant for centuries, waiting for the moment to erupt.

She continued, "After that, war broke out between our families. It ended with a promise—one that their future heirs would face a duel to the death.

I... I wanted to kill them all. But because of certain forces, I couldn't.

So, the only revenge I could claim was to kill their successive heir—their cherished disciple. This is just the first step."

Jiang Chen narrowed his eyes.

"Actually, I have a question. If this is about revenge, why are you targeting their successor? Why not just kill the person who actually murdered your brother?"

"Oh, I already killed him."

Jiang Chen blinked. 'So... what more does she want?'

"But," she continued, "the ones who supported him, the ones who betrayed my brother and helped him cheat in that sacred duel... they're still alive. And I want them to pay.

I'll kill their most talented disciple first. Hahaha."

As she laughed, her myriad expressions told Jiang Chen one thing—this woman was dangerous.

But something still didn't sit right with him.

"You said they delayed choosing their heir for a long time. But then, suddenly, they picked a special disciple—even knowing he'd have to fight in a life-or-death duel. And they still agreed to the duel?"

"Yes."

"Can I ask about the difference in power levels? I mean, your disciple versus their chosen heir?"

She smirked. "My disciple could crush him in ten breaths."

Jiang Chen sighed. 'Of course, she's proud of her disciple.'

"So... even knowing their heir would be slaughtered, they still agreed to the duel? And willingly selected him as their heir?" Jiang Chen asked, looking at her like she was an idiot.

"Don't you get it? This is a sacrifice. They're offering up a pawn to free their real heir from the curse—I mean, the duel!

If they're finally sacrificing someone after all this time, then they must have already chosen their true heir. But they don't want their real heir to fight, especially against an opponent who's been preparing for years.

They're just throwing a pawn into the fire to fulfill the agreement.

And if this pawn actually ran away, that probably means...

He figured out their scheme!"

Jiang Chen stood up, his voice growing louder.

The lady's eyes widened.

"...."