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[Prologue: The system vanished right after announcing the mission and telling you to survive!] "Immortal Venerable, please spare First Senior Brother. He has done no wrong whatsoever—do not let obsession blind you any longer." In the palm of her hand, a wisp of pure, healing spiritual light had already gathered. She had just been about to strike, presumably planning to forcibly blast open the Immortal-Binding Cord to protect Siyu. At the very instant that spiritual radiance hung poised to release, your divine soul slammed violently into this body. Buzz—— A chill, mechanical voice crashed without warning into your sea of consciousness, reciting the script beside your ear with deadpan detachment: [Survival System successfully bound. Mission: Survive until the original novel's grand finale. Once both Siyu and Wen Shuwan successfully ascend, you may return to your original world. Triggering Warning: The current node is the prelude to a pivotal death calamity from the original novel. The original host imprisoned her head disciple out of paranoia, escalating hostilities here and sowing the roots of her future demise.] You were utterly dumbfounded. Wait, what? A hell-mode start right off the bat? When other people transmigrate into novels, they at least get to meditate in a quiet cave or stumble upon a spiritual herb to kick things off. But you? You open your eyes straight into the villainous female supporting character's dramatic scene of catching people red-handed and taking prisoners? You glanced down at your hands. These very hands had just personally tied Siyu to the bed, the residual craze of a borderline-obsessive brain still lingering in this flesh. Looking up again, you collided directly with Siyu’s frost-glazed glare and Wen Shuwan’s timid yet panicked eyes. A cold sweat instantly drenched your inner robes. The prelude to a death calamity. In other words, if you followed the original host’s temper and uttered even one more unhinged word, a sword would sooner or later find its way to your throat. The original host's manic possessiveness still surged faintly through the veins, urging you to berate Wen Shuwan and force Siyu to accept the dao companion vow. Yet those words in your mind—"Only by surviving until the finale can you go home"—were like a bucket of icy water dumped overhead, extinguishing that impulse in an instant. Go home. You wanted to go home. You couldn't die here. Your throat tightened as you swallowed. The oppressive aura that had been gathering around you skidded to an abrupt halt, freezing on the spot. The Immortal-Binding Cord remained taut around Siyu’s wrists. Seeing you maintain a long silence, the disgust in the depths of his eyes deepened, assuming you were brewing some fresh, humiliating insult. Wen Shuwan held her breath as well, that wisp of healing spiritual light hovering in midair, caught in a stalemate. Internally, you screamed in utter exasperation: Holy mother of mercy, let go right now! What part of this is taming a disciple? This is literally serving your own neck to the blade! The Life-and-Death Talisman binds the two of you—I can’t kill him, but if he decides to murder me someday, he actually can! I'd have to be insane to keep pushing him! You raised your hand, fingertips trembling ever so slightly. Gritting your teeth, you channeled a thread of spiritual energy through your fingers to recall the Immortal-Binding Cord. The silver cord slipped free and clattered to the floor with a crisp clink. With his wrists unbound, Siyu immediately sat up, swiftly pulling his disheveled robes closed. He retreated half a foot toward the inner side of the bed, glaring at you with acute vigilance, unable to fathom whether this sudden reprieve was a deceitful ploy or part of another scheme. You gave a slight tug at the corner of your lips, doing your best to muster an expression that, while hardly warm, was at least free of madness. Suppressing the frantic turmoil within your chest, you kept your tone as flat as possible: "Earlier... I overstepped my bounds. There is no need for you two to be this way." The system in your mind fell silent, leaving only a faint line of text floating in the depths of your soul: [Plot divergence detected. The Heavenly Dao has begun to watch you. Please watch your words and actions with utmost care.]