Transmigrated villain – My Fiancée Orders Me To Beg The Male Lead's Forgiveness Chapter 322 - I Will Take Back What Belongs to Me!

“So this is the power of a Grandmaster... completely different from the Transformation Stage...”

“No wonder Ning Xueluo could defeat with one strike.”

Nine Nether Holy Land.

Successful in breaking through to the Grandmaster level, An Buyu felt elated.

In her room, she indulged in stretching her body.

Feeling the newfound power within, she couldn’t help but sit in front of the mirror.

“A Grandmaster’s unique Gang Qi can repair injuries... maybe it can heal my scars...”

Murmuring with hope.

“Let restore my appearance...”

Looking at her reflection, An Buyu touched the hideous scars that ran across her cheeks and chin, her heart filled with anxiety.

In the past, she had asked Grandmaster-level experts to heal her, but to no avail.

Now, however, she intended to try using her own power, as her Gang Qi was far more compatible and would likely be more effective.

Taking a deep breath.

She began to slowly guide her Gang Qi to her scars.

Focusing intently, ticulously controlling it.

“...”

“...”

“...No reaction...”

“...No way, my scars are too complicated...”

Before long, An Buyu smiled bitterly with resignation.

Her scars had been caused by a mishap during her cultivation, and it had been over a decade since then. To her body, they were no longer “injuries” but a normal part of her skin.

Naturally, healing them was impossible.

The mont her Gang Qi touched the scars, she understood this fact.

No reaction was no reaction. After so many years, she had grown accustod to it.

Now that she had broken through to Grandmaster, she should go find Ning Xueluo to settle things, instead of dwelling here, wasting ti staring at her ugly face—

Though reason told her this.

She couldn’t move her body.

She could only sit in front of the mirror, staring at her face.

As if possessed, she kept touching and trying to heal.

But even after consuming all her Gang Qi, there was no change.

“...Why won’t it heal...”

A “tearing” sound echoed.

The wound was a bloody ss, but An Buyu seed unaware, as if it wasn’t her face that was scratched.

“...What’s wrong with ?!”

“It’s just that my appearance hasn’t recovered... why am I...”

An inexplicable sorrow and resentnt filled her heart.

Seeing her tear-streaked face in the mirror, she was startled.

“Is recovering my appearance really that important to ...”

“...Restoring my appearance...”

“......”

“......”

“......”

An Buyu’s eyes were blank, her expression unchanged despite the intense headache and confusion.

In the tangled, chaotic mories. (tln : MY GODDD, AN BUYU RECOVER HER MORIES TOO)

Eventually, she stopped at the mory of eting Ning Xueluo a few days ago—

That man beside her.

“Haha... appearance really is important...”

She suddenly laughed bitterly.

“Because you said you’d marry once my face recovered...”

“You said it...”

If she restored her appearance, she could make him fulfill his promise.

Recalling Ning Xueluo holding him dearly, and him responding with such tenderness.

No need to guess, they must have been together again.

But, “I don’t bla you... it’s my own failing... couldn’t et your expectations... I look terrifying... no wonder you chose Ning Xueluo...”

Back then, Ning Xueluo had acted so strangely, not only introducing her partner deliberately but also insisting she not disturb them... So that’s what it was!

An Buyu understood now. Ning Xueluo must have rembered their past earlier than she did.

And he was calmly indulging Ning Xueluo’s behavior...

“You didn’t even want to see this ti...”

Usurped, she was now an outsider.

“...Ning Xueluo... you are really too much...”

“Took him away...”

“Now even snatched my first eting with him...”

“Since he will choose you in the end, why can’t you just stay in the ancient martial world and wait for him to co...”

“If so, he would co to for help again...”

Because of Ning Xueluo’s actions, the brief and beautiful ti she had spent with him was gone.

Thinking of Ning Xueluo’s smug, flaunting face...

An Buyu grit her teeth.

“Taking advantage of rembering our past to sche against ... Heh... in that case, I won’t play by the rules...”

An Buyu naturally considered her agreent with Ning Xueluo void—

“I will take back everything I lost!”

Determined, An Buyu didn’t bother fixing her disheveled and ghastly face, simply hung her veil, and left the room.

Full of montum.

The first thing she needed to do was reclaim her position as the Nine Nether Holy Maiden.