The More Tragic I Act, the Stronger I Get — My Fans Beg Me to Stop Killing Off My Roles-Chapter 42: My Lifesaving Immortal Pill, You Must Hold On Tight

Today's main event took place beneath the peach blossom tree.

In the script, this was the crucial turning point where Su Nian and Chu Wuchen's relationship progressed.

In reality, this was Qiao Xinran's planned all-out assault against Jiang Ci.

She had finally figured it out.

Every physical attempt at testing the waters seemed like a complete joke in front of this man.

Since that was the case, she would break through his mental defenses instead.

"All units attention! Prepare to start filming!"

As the assistant director's shout echoed, the set instantly fell silent.

Jiang Ci stood quietly beneath the peach blossom tree, dressed in pure white robes.

Petals drifted down, covering his shoulders. He exuded an ethereal chill that didn't belong to the mortal world, blending perfectly with the scenery yet remaining aloof from earthly matters.

Qiao Xinran walked to face him, took a deep breath, and ignited fighting spirit in her eyes.

"Action!"

The director's command rang out.

Qiao Xinran, playing Su Nian, looked up at her eternally solitary master with a maiden's innocence and curiosity.

Following the script, she asked naively, "Master, why do you always stand here alone?"

But this time, her question concealed hooks beyond the script.

She wanted to know what kind of "her" could make this man so difficult to approach.

Here it comes.

Jiang Ci's heart remained completely unruffled.

The final showdown had arrived.

Physical attacks proved ineffective, so she was switching to magical damage now.

How interesting.

He understood perfectly that this was the perfect opportunity to thoroughly "tame" this exclusive lifesaving ATM.

Make her heartbroken, break through her defenses, transform her from a noisy beginner fisherwoman into a tragic female lead completely devoted to him.

According to the script, Chu Wuchen should remain silent at this moment, using a complex expression to let Su Nian comprehend that loneliness herself.

But Jiang Ci decided against it.

Silence would be letting her off too easily.

He would deliver a devastating blow.

One that would replay endlessly in her mind.

He didn't look at Qiao Xinran.

Slowly, he turned his face toward the distance, gazing at that stretch of sky.

In that moment, he completely embodied Chu Wuchen—the man who had waited five hundred years alone for his dao companion Yun Xi to return.

Five hundred years.

Enough for oceans to turn into fields.

Even the most passionate emotions would be worn down by time into handfuls of cold ashes.

But he still waited.

That waiting was no longer love—it had become an instinct of life.

Deathly silence fell over the set.

Everyone forgot to breathe, their gazes locked firmly on that figure.

That white-robed figure floating amidst petals radiated an indescribable sorrow.

A loneliness stretched five hundred times longer by time—infinite and endless.

Just when everyone thought he would stand like that forever.

He spoke.

His words were very soft.

Not from the script.

"I'm waiting for someone to come home."

Just seven simple words.

The most ordinary, most plain statement.

I'm waiting.

Waiting for someone.

To come home.

These seven words instantly shattered all of Qiao Xinran's psychological defenses.

Whatever conquest desires.

Whatever competitive spirit.

All crumbled to dust in this moment.

She froze completely on the spot, her mind going blank.

That "her" wasn't just a symbol, some elusive past.

But someone who would "come home."

Someone this man had waited five hundred years in solitude to return.

What kind of desperate yet gentle devotion was this?

An uncontrollable surge of bitterness and jealousy exploded in her heart, instantly washing away all rationality.

She couldn't even distinguish whether these emotions belonged to Su Nian or herself.

She only felt wronged.

Why?

Why could someone be loved like this?

Why did she exhaust all schemes yet couldn't even touch the hem of his robe, while that "her" could possess his complete devotion?

Her eyes rapidly reddened.

For the first time in over twenty years, Qiao Xinran experienced what true, undisguised heartbreak felt like.

[Ding! Detected intense heartbreak fluctuations from 'Qiao Xinran'! Heartbreak Value +180!]

[Congratulations Host! Achieved epic-level critical hit! She's broken! She's truly broken!]

Jiang Ci's heart remained as still as ancient well water.

Basic operation, no need for applause.

Behind the monitor.

The director sat with his mouth agape, the walkie-talkie in his hand nearly crushed.

He completely forgot to call "Cut."

He was utterly captivated by the scene unfolding on screen.

A character stood vividly before you, tearing apart five hundred years of loneliness to show you every fragment!

Especially Qiao Xinran's reaction!

That entire process from stunned disbelief to blankness, then to reddened eyes with tears rolling down—so real it made his scalp tingle!

She's awakened!

That actress Qiao Xinran has been completely awakened by Jiang Ci's guidance!

The director finally remembered his duty, leaping excitedly from his chair and shouting "Cut" three times.

"It's perfect! Flawless! One take only!"

He thrust his thumb high toward Jiang Ci's direction.

"Jiang Ci! You goddamn genius!"

Only then did the entire crew awaken as if from a dream, erupting into thunderous applause.

Their expressions when looking at Jiang Ci had transformed from previous respect into complete worship and awe.

Meanwhile, Qiao Xinran at the storm's center still stood dazedly in place.

Her tear stains hadn't dried, her whole being seeming soul-less.

Jiang Ci detached from his character, turned, and walked calmly past her as if the person who delivered those ultimate lines wasn't him.

Assistant Sun Zhou hurried over, offering water and a towel.

"Brother Ci, you... you're simply not human!"

"I was watching from the side, heavens, even I as a grown man nearly cried! That line 'waiting for someone to come home' was too devastating!"

Jiang Ci took a sip of water, replying with the weathered demeanor of someone who'd been through it all, "When emotions run deep, they naturally move people."

Hearing this, Sun Zhou regarded him with profound respect.

Look! Look at this level of mastery!

Brother Ci wasn't just acting anymore—he was undergoing heavenly tribulation!

Lowering his voice, he cautiously asked, "Then... Brother Ci, have you come out of character now?"

There, Qiao Xinran stood surrounded by her agent and assistants, eyes vacant as if her soul had been drained.

He withdrew his gaze, sighing softly.

"Look at her—does she seem like someone who would let me exit character easily?"

Sun Zhou followed his gaze and instantly shuddered.

Understood.

Brother Ci meant that as long as his acting partner hadn't emerged from sorrow, he had to maintain Chu Wuchen's state, accompanying her through it!

Sun Zhou's expression when looking at Jiang Ci approached fanatical reverence.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ci's inner world was popping champagne in celebration.

[Current Heartbreak Value: 886 points]

[Remaining Lifespan: 115 days 11 hours 23 minutes]

Qiao Xinran, my dear sister, my lifesaving immortal pill, you must hold on tight!