The More Tragic I Act, the Stronger I Get — My Fans Beg Me to Stop Killing Off My Roles-Chapter 191: This woman has a pretty wide range of business interests

Two days later.

The core area of Guixu Forest had been transformed into a completely different scene.

With terrifying efficiency, the crew had built the "Sacred Altar" from the script.

A towering prop stone platform stood black and mottled, entwined with prop chains as thick as a bowl's mouth.

A massive blood-red moon backdrop hung at the deepest part of the scene, casting the entire space in an ominous red glow.

Everywhere in this setting oozed ill omen.

Zhang Mouyi gave the command.

"Action!"

A figure in plain red rushed into the altar area.

It was Su Qingying, playing Ling Xi.

When she saw the scene on the stone platform, her entire body froze instantly.

On the stone platform, two witch guards lay in a pool of blood, their fate unknown.

And the man she had been longing for day and night, who had just sworn eternal vows to her, was standing right beside those two "corpses."

Jiang Ci, playing Ye Chen.

In his hand, he held a demonic blade meticulously crafted by the props team, its surface covered in bizarre black patterns. Black flame special effects would be added in post-production.

Yet, on his face, a cold and unfamiliar curve had appeared.

Su Qingying's body began to tremble slightly, uncontrollably.

Her performance was filled with astonishing layers.

First, pure shock, her mind a complete blank.

Then, disbelief—she desperately tried to find a flaw on that familiar face, to prove that none of this was real.

Finally, a heart turned to ashes.

She didn't scream, didn't question.

She just stood there.

As if all the vitality in her entire being had been completely drained in that instant.

And Jiang Ci's performance was nothing short of explosive.

He portrayed the helplessness of being controlled by an illusion and the desperate inner cries to the extreme.

His movements were sinister, wild, even making a slight gesture of wiping the blade, full of provocation.

But inside, a silent storm was raging.

It wasn't me!

Look at me!

Believe me!

These cries couldn't break through his throat, not a single word.

The close-up shot locked tightly onto Jiang Ci's face.

When Su Qingying finally found her shattered voice and asked that question.

"Why?"

The power of the illusion pulled at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, forcing it upward into a cruelly twisted curve.

Jiang Ci made a wicked smile expression. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

At the same time, the Eye Micro-expressions skill activated. A drop of scalding liquid slid uncontrollably from the corner of his eye, cascading down his distorted cheek like a broken dam.

A single tear.

That tear was the final blow that pierced Ling Xi's heart.

It bloodily tore open both the facade of "betrayal" and the truth of "being wronged," laying them bare before her.

Su Qingying's entire body shook violently.

Ye Chen couldn't speak to explain.

He could only shake his head frantically, using every ounce of his strength.

But under the enhancement of the illusion, this action, in Ling Xi's eyes, became a boastful display of triumph, a silent mockery of her questioning.

All hope turned completely to dust.

Behind the monitor, Zhang Mouyi, who had remained expressionless like still water, leaned forward slightly, utterly captivated.

Perfect.

The feeling of this take was absolutely fucking perfect!

It must be understood that the mysteriously described "illusion" in the script didn't actually exist.

The so-called demonic blade was just a realistic prop.

The "Lingxi Bow" in the script was merely a prop bow.

Everything had to be propped up solely by the actors' conviction and performance intensity.

Jiang Ci and Su Qingying had done it.

With their pure acting, they made everyone present believe in this non-existent illusion and in this deeply tragic event that was supposedly happening.

In a corner of the film set.

Wen Nian still stood there quietly.

She wasn't immersed in the protagonists' performance like the others.

Her object of observation was quite special.

She wasn't watching the actors.

Instead, she watched the director, the cinematographer, the lighting technician, even the young set assistant girl nearby whose eyes were already red and who was tightly covering her mouth.

She was using the immersion level of the people around her to quantify the potential commercial value of this performance.

Her face still wore that sweet, gentle smile, but behind that smile was a terrifyingly calm assessment.

The scene continued.

Ling Xi closed her eyes.

When she opened them again, all affection, struggle, and pain had faded away.

Only the coldness and determination of the Great Witch of Shangdu remained.

She could not have personal feelings.

She pronounced the judgment herself.

"Ye Chen, as a half-demon, has revealed his demonic nature, killing our kin, and is a traitor to our Shangdu."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly resonated throughout the entire altar.

"His crime warrants... eternal sealing."

Each word stabbed deeply into Ye Chen's heart.

At this very moment.

Jiang Ci's system panel silently lit up in his mind.

The Heartbreak Value balance began to fluctuate.

Got it!

Jiang Ci's heart gave a heavy thump.

While maintaining Ye Chen's state of utter despair, he diverted some attention to observe this "life-sustaining energy."

The first batch of "harvest" had been reaped.

It was precisely those few female crew members on set who had been completely drawn into the emotion and couldn't help but secretly wipe away tears.

Their hearts broke for Ye Chen's wrongful accusation.

Their hearts ached for Ling Xi's resolute decision.

This double tragedy was being transformed, through the lens, into the purest energy.

The scene reached its end.

Ling Xi slowly raised her right hand.

In the script's setting, her fair palm would gather brilliant light, condensing into the legendary Lingxi Bow.

Of course, right now, Su Qingying's hand held nothing.

She merely held the prop bow, aiming it at the man to whom she had once given everything.

She looked at him and spoke the final line belonging to the Great Witch.

"In my name, I protect our people."

Each word, firm and resounding.

That was her destiny.

And his calamity.

"Cut—!"

Zhang Mouyi's voice finally rang out, belatedly.

The entire crew woke as if from a dream. Many were still immersed in immense sorrow, unable to extricate themselves.

Jiang Ci let out a long sigh.

It was over.

He was just about to move his stiff body.

A sweet voice, carrying just the right amount of concern, sounded beside him.

"Teacher Jiang, are you alright?"

It was Wen Nian.

She walked over, holding a bottle of chilled sports drink in her hand, her face wearing that perfect, disarming look of worry.

"Your performance just now was really... really heartbreaking."

She offered the drink.

Jiang Ci looked at her.

Almost at the same time, the system alarm in his mind blared at its highest level!

[Warning! Warning! Target "Wen Nian" is conducting a secondary evaluation of your performance value!]

[Evaluation result: Commercial potential extremely high, social influence weight adjusted upward!]

[Analysis: Target has added you to the 'Potential Alternate Host' list! Predatory intent confirmed!]

Jiang Ci's heart suddenly clenched.

'Potential Alternate Host'?

This lady's business scope is quite broad.

Jiang Ci didn't take the drink, didn't even glance at it.

He raised his eyes and calmly looked not far away.

Luo Yu was walking towards them, his expression extremely complex, a mix of jealousy, admiration, and unwillingness.

Wen Nian noticed Luo Yu's gaze and also sensed Jiang Ci's coldness.

Her movements didn't falter in the slightest. She immediately withdrew the hand she had extended towards Jiang Ci, turned to greet her boyfriend, and the smile on her face instantly became so sweet it could drip honey.

"A-Yu, you're here."

She naturally linked arms with Luo Yu, completely distancing herself from the situation.

This top-tier predator was already starting to grow dissatisfied with just one "host."