After transmigrating As The Sickly Junior Sister - Chapter 2

A trace of almost imperceptible understanding flashed through Elder Ye’s eyes. Feigning confusion, he asked, “Who did Qingruo draw?”

Ye Qingruo tightened her grip on the jade tablet in her hand. Her gaze fell on Elder Ye, her eyes dark and unreadable.

How could it be such a coincidence? One had to know that although Qingxi Sect was small, it still had nearly a thousand disciples…

Elder Ye looked calmly at his daughter. “No matter who was drawn, it is heaven’s will.”

The disciples had no idea what was going on until Ye Qingruo turned the jade tablet toward them.

After clearly seeing the name on it, silence fell over the training grounds. This heaven’s will was far too unexpected.

Jiang Li: “…”

Were they messing with her? How had it happened to draw her, of all people? There had to be something shady going on!

There had to be something shady! If there was not, she would write her name backward!

So no matter how they chose, she had to go down the mountain with Ye Qingruo. Was she just not allowed to survive past the opening chapters?

Jiang Li’s body swayed, and she nearly fainted on the spot. It was not that she could not withstand the blow, but rather that her current body was far too weak. She looked exactly like someone who would not live long.

Seeing this, Elder Ye said in a deep, somber tone, “Since this is heaven’s will, the two of you will descend the mountain together tomorrow morning. Everyone may leave.”

Ye Qingruo looked at Elder Ye, who had already made up his mind. She pressed her lips together and said nothing. What exactly was Father’s intention in doing this?

Below the platform, Xinyi took a deep look at Elder Ye and tactfully said nothing more. What heaven’s will? Heh.

Although the disciples were unwilling, there was nothing they could do. After all, Eldest Senior Brother and the young sect master had both silently accepted it. In the end, the good fortune still fell upon Jiang Li, that beautiful good-for-nothing.

For a time, as the disciples looked at Jiang Li’s sickly, listless appearance, some felt envy, some felt jealousy, and their gazes were especially complicated…

Seeing that the matter was settled, Jiang Li let out a long sigh in her heart and left with the other disciples.

This descent down the mountain was when the little cannon fodder lost her life in the original text. She hoped that when she woke up, she would be back in the modern world—alive. Surely she would not lose her little life in reality as well, right? That would be going too far.

On the other side of the training grounds…

After everyone dispersed, Ye Qingruo silently followed Elder Ye.

The father and daughter returned to the Elder Hall together. Only then did Elder Ye turn around and smile. “Qingruo wants to ask Father why I arranged for Jiang Li to accompany you, doesn’t she?”

Having gotten what he wanted, Elder Ye was in an excellent mood.

No matter how Ye Qingruo drew, the person chosen would be Jiang Li, because every jade tablet inside that bronze cauldron had Jiang Li’s name on it. Heaven’s will could not be defied. He was the heaven of Qingxi Sect.

No one would have thought that an elder of a sect would play such a simple trick, and even less would anyone dare to check the jade tablets inside the bronze cauldron.

Jiang Li was a one-in-ten-thousand single wood spiritual root. As luck would have it, part of it was damaged. It was practically a gift from heaven to him.

Ye Qingruo was not stupid, which was why she had followed him, wanting to hear the reason.

Xinyi was not stupid either, which was why he had not continued objecting. This world had never lacked clever people, and clever people knew what they ought to do.

This matter could not be changed from the beginning.

In front of her father, Ye Qingruo did not hide her confusion. She nodded and said, “Daughter truly does not understand.”

Elder Ye lowered his voice. “On this trip down the mountain, the fewer people who know about the matter of breaking off the engagement, the better. Whoever is chosen to follow you is merely there to serve tea, pour water, and run errands. Jiang Li is destined to be unable to reach Foundation Establishment. Rather than delay the cultivation of other disciples, it is better to let her go with you.”

After hearing this, Ye Qingruo was not convinced. Instead, her confusion deepened. “Since the fewer people who know, the better, Daughter can go alone. There is no need for this unnecessary move.”

Faintly, she felt that her father was hiding something from her, and that this matter seemed to be related to that new disciple, Jiang Li.

Seeing that she was still pressing him, Elder Ye frowned. “You are the dignified young sect master of Qingxi Sect. How could you go out without someone to serve you? Would that not invite ridicule for no reason? This matter is settled. Say no more.”

He was bringing out the authority of a father.

Ye Qingruo lowered her eyes. “Yes.”

She had a single water spiritual root and, because of her exceptional talent, had been accepted by the old sect master as his adopted daughter. Now, she was also the young sect master. In Qingxi Sect, it could be said that she stood beneath one person and above ten thousand.

But the person before her was her father. Outside of rules, there were still human feelings.

Since Elder Ye did not want to explain, Ye Qingruo could only temporarily suppress the doubts in her heart.

Since she had gained nothing from her father, perhaps there would be a breakthrough through that new disciple, Jiang Li.

With that thought in mind, when they set out the next day, Ye Qingruo inevitably paid a little more attention to Jiang Li.

The autumn day was cool. The mountains were filled with mist, and the occasional cries of two or three birds rang out, crisp and pleasant to the ear. It was a good day for travel.

Although Jiang Li had entered the sect a month ago, she could still be considered a complete newcomer to this world.

Holding to the principle that saying less meant making fewer mistakes, she remained very quiet along the way, obediently following behind Ye Qingruo without speaking.

After leaving Qingxi Sect’s mountain gate, Jiang Li saw Ye Qingruo stop ahead of her, so she also stopped.

Immediately afterward, she froze on the spot.

She saw Ye Qingruo pull out a long sword out of thin air, raise her foot, and step onto the blade, standing in the air.

Jiang Li’s eyes widened, her mind dazed.

For the past month, she had been studying on the training grounds—things like sensing spiritual energy and refining spiritual power. Of course, she had not sensed anything at all.

Now, seeing a scene identical to those in xianxia television dramas with her own eyes, even though she had mentally prepared herself many times in advance, Jiang Li was still shocked.

She stepped on a sword and flew into midair. Jiang Li was simply stunned, all right?!

Seeing that Jiang Li did not move, Ye Qingruo looked back at her, her gaze assessing. “Junior Sister Jiang Li?”

Why had she suddenly started spacing out?

Jiang Li returned to her senses and looked at Ye Qingruo in midair, continuing to stare blankly.

What was she supposed to do now?

When she had first learned how to put a sword into a storage pouch, the sword had disappeared as soon as she put it in and could not be taken out again. The new disciple’s sword issued by Qingxi Sect had vanished into thin air.

Jiang Li had privately asked other disciples for advice. Whatever other people placed in their storage pouches would not disappear. None of them had ever encountered the same situation as her.

She had only just transmigrated over and knew that it was best not to make a big deal out of anything. Even now, she still had not figured out what had happened to the vanished sword. She did not even have a sword, let alone know how to fly on one.

“Young Sect Master, I have not yet reached Foundation Establishment, so I still do not know how to fly on a sword.”

Jiang Li steeled herself and could only tell the truth. She really could not fly.

It would be best if Ye Qingruo simply changed to someone else. Maybe then Jiang Li could live a few more days.

Hearing this, Ye Qingruo studied her for a moment, then directly released her spiritual sense to probe Jiang Li’s cultivation. Her expression then froze.

This Junior Sister Jiang Li was not just short of Foundation Establishment. She had not even reached the Qi Refining stage. To sum it up, she had yet to draw qi into her body at all. She had no cultivation whatsoever and was no different from an ordinary mortal.

This was far too strange. Even if her spiritual root was damaged and she could not reach Foundation Establishment, she should still have a cultivation level at the Qi Refining stage.

Logically speaking, an ordinary disciple with multiple spiritual roots would take at most around ten days to draw qi into the body and become a true cultivator.

A single-spiritual-root disciple with exceptional talent should have an even faster comprehension speed than an ordinary disciple. Reaching the Qi Refining stage and learning to fly on a sword should be easy.

This person had entered the sect for a month and had still not drawn qi into her body. Just how dull must her comprehension be?

An eerie silence fell between the two of them.

Jiang Li simply gave up. She had not learned a single thing. Sensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth? Refining the spiritual power inside her body? She could not sense any of it at all. What was she supposed to refine?

She had practically flipped through that new disciple manual until it was falling apart, yet she had still gained nothing. What could she do? It was not like she could eat the manual.

Even if she ate the manual, she still would not be able to fly.

Jiang Li rolled her eyes inwardly and wished Ye Qingruo would change candidates. Change immediately.

To be honest, at this moment, Ye Qingruo very much wanted to leave on her own or simply go back and choose another disciple to accompany her. But when she remembered her father’s abnormal behavior, she kept her expression calm and said, “It is fine. Junior Sister Jiang Li can ride with me.”

As soon as she finished speaking, Ye Qingruo lowered her altitude. The sword was almost touching the ground as it steadily landed before Jiang Li.

Jiang Li: “…” Thank you, but there was really no need to be so considerate.

Seeing that Jiang Li still did not move, another trace of confusion appeared in Ye Qingruo’s eyes. “Why is Junior Sister Jiang Li not coming up?”

This new disciple was not only dull in comprehension, she also seemed to like spacing out…

Jiang Li looked at the long sword on the ground and thought, What if I get on and then fall off?

Surely she would not die before even achieving anything, right? If she died even earlier than she did in the plot, would that not be a huge loss?

Ye Qingruo looked at her calmly, her clear eyes carrying thought and scrutiny, making Jiang Li unconsciously nervous.

Jiang Li gritted her teeth and boldly stepped onto the sword, throwing caution to the wind.

The book said that the little cannon fodder died while blocking a sword for Ye Qingruo during the journey down the mountain. Surely it could not make her fall to her death ahead of time. She would risk it.

Seeing that she had stepped onto the sword, Ye Qingruo turned around and once again flew into the air on her sword.

The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Jiang Li’s face change drastically. The narrow sword blade tested her not-so-great sense of balance.

In her panic, she made the most instinctive reaction a person could make.

“Young Sect Master, pardon my offense.”

The instant Jiang Li spoke, she reached out and wrapped her arms around Ye Qingruo’s waist. This movement directly caused both their bodies to sway together.

With the two of them pressed tightly together, one in front and one behind, the long sword that had just risen into the air immediately became unstable. It swayed back and forth, looking as if it might plunge straight into the ground and drag them both down to perish together.

Jiang Li closed her eyes, her arms tightly hugging Ye Qingruo’s waist.

At a time like this, staying alive was most important. What was a little offense compared to that?