After Transmigrating, the Female Lead Went Dark (GL) - Chapter 10

The disciple who nearly injured Zhou Zhuying was even more confused. He asked, “What did the Saintess mean by that? I feel like we did something wrong.”

Another disciple added, “The Saintess’s tone was definitely not as gentle as usual, but it was probably directed at the Demon Sect Leader, right? It has nothing to do with us.”

They all looked at the lead disciple. “Fifth Senior Brother, what do you think?”

The disciple called “Fifth Senior Brother” was silent for a moment. He said, “The Saintess was likely worried that Ah Heng and the Demon Sect Leader would clash, and there would be severe casualties, so she thought we were reckless. But she didn’t directly reprimand us, so her concern must outweigh her blame. Don’t worry about it.”

Everyone thought his analysis made perfect sense and nodded in agreement.

Then, Fifth Senior Brother added, “However, as you all saw, the Saintess arrived very quickly and had no injuries. Also, the direction she came from was the same direction the Demon Sect Leader appeared from. That means the Demon Sect Leader didn’t injure the Saintess or sneak out while she was away. The Saintess clearly knew the Demon Sect Leader was out walking, but she allowed it…”

Finally, a disciple realized, “Does that mean the Saintess condoned the Demon Sect Leader walking outside?!”

Fifth Senior Brother nodded. “It’s highly possible. That’s why the Saintess advised us to report the situation first next time, rather than drawing our swords. Furthermore, it was our fault for drawing our swords without questioning the Demon Sect Leader first.”

“Ah Heng” felt a little wronged. “The Demon Sect Leader is cunning and highly skilled in martial arts, and she’s so beautiful… everyone says beautiful women from the Demon Sect love to use their looks to confuse enemies and take lives when they’re unprepared. Who wouldn’t be on guard when they see her?!”

“The Saintess knows that, which is why she didn’t scold us. Alright, how could the Demon Sect Leader easily escape right under the Saintess’s nose? Next time you see her, ask first.”

After the Moshan Sect disciples left, Zhou Zhuying grew increasingly angry the more she thought about it.

What the heck? I was almost accidentally injured, and not only did the female lead not help me seek justice, but she also glared at me!

No, I can’t tolerate this injustice!

“Why are you making that face?” Xiao Xinyue asked with a cold expression.

“Why didn’t you explain that you allowed me out for a walk? They insulted me and called me a beggar, and you didn’t even speak up for me! What’s wrong with me being upset?”

The wronged Zhou Zhuying was entirely focused on the female lead being biased against her. She completely forgot her status as a prisoner and that it was normal for the female lead to side with her own disciples over an enemy like her.

“Am I not allowed to be sad? Are you the God of the Sea, to even govern the ocean of tears in my heart?”

Xiao Xinyue: “…”

Her tone, though still stiff, was no longer sharp or stern. “Did I not tell you not to go far?”

Zhou Zhuying seemed to have gained incredible courage. She retorted, “Where did I go far? It was only a few hundred meters. Is a few hundred meters far? You can go dozens of meters in a single ‘swoosh.’ You can go hundreds of meters with a few ‘swoosh-swoosh-swooshes,’ right?”

Xiao Xinyue was already annoyed, and being talked back to like that made her temper flare. She said, “Are you trying to pick a fight? Are you blind? The sword was right in front of you, and you rushed right into the blade’s path. Do you think you have nine lives?”

Zhou Zhuying choked.

This was the first time the female lead had scolded her so fiercely, and her senses immediately returned.

The moment she realized what she had done, Zhou Zhuying broke out in goosebumps and mentally screamed in horror:

Ahhh! I actually insulted the female lead!

And I was getting pushy, thinking I was wronged for being yelled at!

Ah, what right do I, a prisoner, have to be wronged?!

“Also, how did they insult you? Who called you a beggar?” Xiao Xinyue pressed.

Zhou Zhuying recalled the dialogue and repeated the disciple’s words to the female lead.

Xiao Xinyue: “…”

She had a headache and said, “Get down and go back inside.”

Zhou Zhuying: “?”

Get down from where?

She looked around and suddenly realized she was being held in a princess carry by the female lead, and her own arms were tightly wrapped around the female lead’s neck…

Zhou Zhuying: “!”

If her guess was correct, the female lead had flown over from dozens of meters away to save her. And when she thought she was flying, she hadn’t been thrown, but was being carried by the female lead.

Thinking about it, it seemed a little… romantic?

No! Romantic my foot!

Is this the time to be thinking about that?!

She righteously refused. “I’m not getting down.”

“Are you testing my patience?”

Zhou Zhuying tightened her grip, no longer daring to be insolent. “My knees are weak.”

Xiao Xinyue choked up. After a long pause, she said, “Pathetic!”

Zhou Zhuying knew from her tone that her anger had subsided.

With the crisis averted, Ms. Zhou went back to being bold. “Saintess sister, are you tired? You must not be, right? I’m very light. Why don’t you carry me back?”

She didn’t want to climb the stairs, and with her weak knees now, she definitely couldn’t do it.

Xiao Xinyue’s face darkened. She carried her to the edge of the waterfall pool and made to let go. Terrified, Zhou Zhuying clung to her tightly like an octopus.

“Yamadie (Stop, please), getting wet in winter will be so cold!”

Xiao Xinyue asked, “Will you speak recklessly next time?”

The Demon Sect Leader, who had been waving her arms and acting bold moments before, was now docile as a lamb. “No.”

“Will you dare to take an inch and demand a mile next time?”

“Take what mile?”

Xiao Xinyue said, “There’s a saying: ‘Give him an inch, and he’ll take a mile.’ What mile will you take?”

Zhou Zhuying: “… I won’t take a mile.”

Xiao Xinyue stepped back two paces and repeated, “Get down.”

Zhou Zhuying finally agreed to get down obediently, though her legs were genuinely a bit shaky. After all, the cold flash of the sword was still vivid in her mind.

Thinking about how close she came to losing her life, she was filled with lingering fear. This world is too dangerous. My homeland with its gun and knife control was so much safer!

Seeing her still clutching onto her, Xiao Xinyue was half-skeptical about her claim of weak knees. “Can you walk?”

“Can’t I not walk? I’ll just sit here and recover for a bit.” Zhou Zhuying chose a large stone and sat down on it.

Xiao Xinyue looked at her with a complex expression for a moment, then turned and walked away. “When you’ve rested enough, go back yourself.”

“Where are you going?”

The answer was Xiao Xinyue’s silent back.

Forget it. What could happen to the female lead on her own turf? Why am I worrying for nothing?

Zhou Zhuying rested enough. When her legs felt better, she obediently returned to Xiao Xinyue’s courtyard. After all that had happened, she was exhausted and simply went back to her room to sleep.

She slept until the sun was setting and was woken by the sounds of the disciple delivering food. She asked, “Is your Saintess back?”

The female disciple delivering the food glanced at her and said, “Why are you asking about the Saintess’s whereabouts?”

“Just concerned.”

The female disciple scoffed. “You? Concerned about the Saintess? Don’t make me laugh. Your Demon Sect annihilated the Xiao family. The Saintess only escaped because she was here at Moshan Sect. Afterward, your Demon Sect was still not satisfied and sent people to hunt her down… If the Saintess hadn’t had a blessing in disguise and her power hadn’t greatly advanced, she probably would have died at the hands of your Demon Sect. Are you asking when the Saintess is going to die?”

Zhou Zhuying was left with no room to retort by her mockery.

The female disciple was still indignant. “You have a blood feud with the Saintess, yet the Saintess has to treat you well for the sake of the greater good. You should be grateful for the Saintess’s generosity in sparing your life. Don’t constantly try to push your luck.”

After getting used to cold sarcasm, the Sect Leader had developed the skill of “in one ear and out the other.” “Yes, you’re absolutely right.”

The female disciple, getting fired up, said, “Next time, behave yourself and don’t let the Saintess hold you!”

The Sect Leader nodded, then peered at her. “Were you there?”

“What’s it to you?!” The female disciple glared at her.

“You sound a little sour. Could it be you’re jealous that your Saintess held me?”

“What nonsense are you talking about!” The female disciple was furious.

Zhou Zhuying ate her food and said faintly, “Alright, I know I’ve defiled your holy Saintess. I am guilty. I just won’t let her hold me next time.”

It was their Saintess who held me without my permission. How is that my fault? This is truly an unreasonable rabid fan.

What if their Saintess lets me sleep in her bed one day? They’d tear me apart!

“You think there’ll be a next time?!” The female disciple’s eyes were red with anger.

Zhou Zhuying was afraid of angering her too much and having her secretly poison the food next time, so she quickly compromised. “Don’t cry. There won’t be a next time.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Xiao Xinyue appear in the doorway with a poker face, an expression like a wife returning early from a business trip to find her spouse cheating with the nanny.

“Saintess?!” The female disciple’s face instantly brightened upon seeing her idol.

Xiao Xinyue immediately performed a Sichuan Opera face-change for Zhou Zhuying. A faint smile appeared on her face, and she said warmly, “Mhm. Delivering food?”

The female disciple nodded bashfully. “The Saintess wasn’t here earlier, so I took the food back to the kitchen to keep it warm. If the Saintess would like to eat, I’ll go bring it now.”

Zhou Zhuying thought: Your Moshan Sect isn’t in Sichuan. How did you all learn the face-changing skill?

Out loud, however, she said enthusiastically, “No need for all that trouble. Just eat with me. Our tastes are the same, after all.”

The female disciple glared at her. “What are you talking about?”

Xiao Xinyue raised her hand, stopping her. “She’s right. You don’t need to make an extra trip. Go back now!”

The female disciple was a little stunned, but seeing that Xiao Xinyue wasn’t joking, she could only reluctantly collect an extra set of bowls and chopsticks.

Zhou Zhuying scooped a lion’s head meatball onto Xiao Xinyue’s plate. “This steamed lion’s head is delicious. It’s soft and flavorful without being greasy. You should eat it while it’s hot.”

Xiao Xinyue’s expression softened slightly, but she didn’t listen to her. She first took two sips of the soup and then delicately ate the fist-sized lion’s head.

After eating for a while, she looked up and saw Zhou Zhuying staring at her intently. She asked, “Why aren’t you eating properly? What are you looking at?”

Zhou Zhuying grinned innocently. “Nothing much. I just think Saintess sister is exceptionally beautiful and refined. Every gesture shows her excellent upbringing and grace. You even eat so gently and elegantly. Not like me, who always looks like a hungry ghost reincarnated. So, while I feel a bit self-conscious, I can’t help but admire Saintess sister. After all, people naturally yearn for beauty…”

Xiao Xinyue found her ability to constantly flatter even while eating both annoying and amusing. But she had to admit, the obvious flattery genuinely pleased her.

“Alright, speak. You’re buttering me up so much. What request are you trying to make this time?” Xiao Xinyue put down her chopsticks and took a handkerchief from her waist to wipe her mouth.

“Huh? I wasn’t planning on making a request,” Zhou Zhuying said. She genuinely found the female lead beautiful and pleasant to watch even while eating and had simply been admiring her for a moment.

However, since the female lead brought it up, maybe I can bring up one small thing?