The Vicious Supporting Female Character And The White Lotus Female Lead

Tonight’s Luan Qing Xiao was undoubtedly beautiful.

    With her slim figure wrapped in a long dress and her black hair like a waterfall draped behind her, she appeared like a quiet blooming orchid, emitting a seductive fragrance in the shadows.

    Bian Rui Ling's heart, which had been beating regularly for more than twenty years, skipped several beats as a scorching flame lit up in his eyes.

    Luan Qing Xiao furrowed her brows.
Bian Rui Ling's gaze was too aggressive, which made her displeased.

    However, seeing how this was the first time Zhen’er and her had spent time in the real world, Luan Qing Xiao chose to ignore him.

    Guiding the ignorant Zhen’er, Luan Qing Xiao pulled them onto the dance floor.

    Focused on the upbeat music, the two quickly forgot Bian Rui Ling while they danced, holding hands, in elegant steps.

    Before they knew it, time flew by and the banquet came to an end.
  
    Since Luan Qing Xiao couldn’t stay overnight at the Lanser Palace, Nie Zhen’er led her back to where they had met up together today.
There, they said their goodbyes and vowed to meet when the Mecha competition began.

    When Luan Qing Xiao arrived home, the exhaustion caught up to her.
After a quick wash up, she fell asleep the moment her head landed on the pillow.

    In the guise of the night, a click was heard as a door silently swung open and a dark figure creeped in.
Despite how careful that figure tried to be, Luan Qing Xiao was still woken up by a sense of uneasiness.

    Yet, before she could react, she felt herself going unconscious again.

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On the day of the Mecha Competition

    To ensure the fairness of the contest, the contestants were randomly matched up, regardless of strength or background.
This was also a test of luck since a contestant with the prowess to enter the Top Ten could encounter a Top Three contestant early on and fail to even enter the Top Thousand.
After all, luck was also a skill.

    Today there was one particular battle that caught people’s attention

  【Contestant 07, Luan Qing Xiao VS.
Contestant 16, Zhou Cheng Yu.
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  【After three minutes, you will be transferred to a random battlefield, will the two contestants please prepare themselves.
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   Zhou Cheng Yu was a name many people recognized.
He had graduated from the Empire’s First Military Academy at the top of his class and was recruited right afterwards by the empire’s largest mecha production with the highest salary in history.

 【All participants, it’s the three seconds countdown; Three, two, one, entering a random battlefield.
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   While basically everyone was rooting for Zhou Cheng Yu, one person in the audience was not.
It was Nie Zhen’er.
She had snuck in through the crowd and managed to snatch a good seat.

   Seeing the field of banners supporting Zhou Cheng Yu, Nie Zhen’er vowed she would customize some for Luan Qing Xiao for her next match.

   As she finished her talk to herself, Nie Zhen’er turned her attention back to the arena, sitting at the edge of her seat in anticipation.

   There seemed to be something off.
Zhou Cheng Yu’s Praying Mantis has already appeared on the field, whereas Luan Qing Xiao and her Mecha were nowhere in sight.

    One second, two seconds, three seconds…
… A minute later, Yin Xiao was still not seen in the arena.
This made Nie Zhen’er mind run at a hundred miles per hour.
Did something happen to Qing Xiao?

   Soon an announcement sounded:

    【Luan Qing Xiao has been offline for more than one minute, meaning she has automatically forfeited.
Zhou Cheng Yu is the winner of this match! 】

   Nie Zhen’er sprang up from the audience stand.

   Ignoring all the muttering going around her, Nie Zhen’er instantly rushed over to Luan Qing Xiao’s apartment after disconnecting from the virtual world with her guards rushing to catch up.

   “Boom boom boom!” Her anxious knocks rained down on the door. 

    No answer, but for some reason the door opened by itself.
Like it wasn’t locked…?

   By this point, Nie Zhen’er could no longer hold back her anxiety.
She entered without a second thought, “Qing Xiao?!”

   Hearing no response, Nie Zhen’er hurriedly checked all the rooms.

   There was no sign of Qing Xiao at all !!!

   In the midst of her panic, she picked up something off about the bedroom.

   The blankets and bedsheets were all crinkled.
That wasn’t like Qing Xiao at all.
Unless she was in her bed, Qing Xiao always made her bed.

   Though it was just a small clue, Nie Zhen’er’s intuition told her differently.

   Qing Xiao must have been kidnapped!

   A dark flame grew in Nie Zhen’er’s eyes.
That was her Qing Xiao, how dare someone else lay their hands on her?

   The moment she catches them, they would wish they were dead.