Flames of Ambition

25: Transmigrated Fan Yaoli

Chapter 25: Transmigrated Fan Yaoli

"Who are you?" Fan Yaoli was shocked after Zexel asked her this question.

They were just with each other for almost a whole incense. How did this sister of hers know that she was not the real Fan Yaoli?

She also didn't know why, but why did she feel so scared in front of her? As if she was a monster or even worse.

In her entire life, it was the first time that she felt fear. She was fearless when she was in the modern world. She never feared anyone, not even death itself, so she knew that the woman in front of her was not ordinary.

After a while, Fan Yaoli saw Zexel's eyes glowing and glaring at her, making Fan Yaoli really, really nervous.

"Fan Yaoli, a 21st-century assassin who died in an explosion," Fan Yaoli's eyes became wide, and her expression turned shocked. In just a while, her 'sister' already knew that she was not the real Fan Yaoli.

"So she was really dead..." Fan Yaoli saw the sadness in Zexel's eyes, even her eyes were a bit watery, as if she was going to cry anytime.

"Two years ago, she had a fatal slow-acting poison, and if it wasn’t cured, she was going to die in two years. I did my best to find the cure, and I did. I thought she would never die, but look what happened. She still died." Fan Yaoli couldn't help it.

The tears in her eyes began to fall, making Fan Yaoli feel even more guilty about what happened.

"I-I'm sorry..." Fan Yaoli couldn't help but hug Zexel and comfort her.

"It's not your fault. We can't tell when a person will die. Just like you, you didn't have an intention to occupy her body—just like what happened to me two years ago." Zexel escaped Fan Yaoli's hug and smiled at her while wiping her tears.

"Wh-What do you mean?" Fan Yaoli was confused. She didn't understand what Zexel meant.

"I'm also a transmigrator from the 21st century," she smiled brightly and stood up.

"I'm Zexel Uenna Giovanni. One-fourth Chinese, one-fourth British, one-fourth Filipina, one-fourth Greek. I was also involved in the underground community, codename: Dark Blood," then she bowed.
Zexel examined Fan Yaoli's expression, and the shock she expected was not visible on her face—but happiness was.

Her eyes were twinkling as if she had seen her idol.

"Dark Blood? The Mafia Queen of the Underground Community? The person who ruled the entire underground after her reign? The person who massacred a lot of organizations by herself, making her feared by everyone who wanted to offend her?" Zexel's brows met as she was confused why Fan Yaoli was happy.

"Uhm, yes. Why?" she casually said as if she had just done ordinary deeds.

"I'm your fan!" Fan Yaoli hugged her tightly, and her cheeks were slightly reddened.

"It's too rare to have a powerful woman in the underground community, much more a woman who had power. You became my inspiration before—that’s why I became the number one assassin in China. Sadly, I only managed to be ranked 15 in the whole world before I died." Zexel didn’t know whether she should laugh or cry at what Fan Yaoli said, but she forced herself to smile with her.

"Then, you’ll see me every day from now on since your body is technically the body of my sister," she smiled as she saw Fan Yaoli’s eyes twinkling.

"Can you train me? And teach me a lot of combat moves?" Fan Yaoli excitedly said.

"Well, if that’s what you want, I’ll train you—but not only your combat. You will also cultivate. When you reach Low Intermediary Spiritualist, we’ll attend the Scarlet School to cultivate more," Fan Yaoli nodded and smiled.

Her longtime inspiration would be her trainer—and at the same time, her sister too.

She was overwhelmed by the happenings today, but at the same time, she was also happy that this thing happened.

"I’ll leave you here for a while. Take a rest," Fan Yaoli nodded again and laid herself on the bed.

She closed her eyes and took a rest, not knowing that a purple smoke was forming on her ring finger. A magenta ring formed on her ring finger as her consciousness began to enter her Pagoda.

A strong wind woke her up as she saw herself in the grass beside a crystal-clear river.

"You’re awake..." a cold voice of a man lingered around, which made Fan Yaoli search for where the voice came from.

"Who are you?" After she asked, a majestic flaming phoenix landed near her, then the phoenix became a handsome young man dressed like an ancient royalty.

He had a crown on his head and was emitting a cold aura that surrounded her.

"Name me..." the man coldly said.

"Uh? I need to name you? Well, okay. I’ll call you Han Yu," Fan Yaoli said.

Han Yu just nodded and did not reply.

"Uhm? Where am I?" Fan Yaoli asked, trying to break the awkwardness between the two of them.

"Divine Majestic Pagoda Ring," Fan Yaoli furrowed her eyebrows in confusion.

She couldn’t understand what Han Yu meant.

"Ask your sister," another phrase Han Yu said.

"Cultivation place..." Fan Yaoli felt dizzy talking to Han Yu. She didn’t know why, but Han Yu was too lazy to talk.

Anyway, Fan Yaoli could even feel the abundance of energy inside the ring. So she meditated and tried to focus on herself.

After a while, she still didn’t know what to do since she didn’t have any idea about cultivation.

Fan Yaoli tried to examine herself since she was a renowned doctor aside from being an assassin.

There was nothing wrong with her body. In fact, it was healthy—but too weak compared to her last body.

Now, she needed to train it so she would be fit to be the strongest woman in the modern era’s disciple.

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I'll stop the daily update from today. I'll be busy starting today. Sorry Violets

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