After Transmigrating, the Female Lead Went Dark (GL) - Chapter 7

Not only was Zhou Zhuying shameless, she was also especially bold and reckless. Seeing that Xiao Xinyue had a good temper, she directly reached out and tugged on the other woman’s sleeve. When Xiao Xinyue looked at her, she opened her watery eyes wide and revealed an innocent expression.

Xiao Xinyue recalled how, not long ago, Zhou Zhuying had been sitting on the high platform, her eyes half lowered, her gaze indifferent, as if no one was worth putting in her eyes. Back then, her wolf nature had not yet been removed. Yet in the blink of an eye, she had truly become a sheep.

Xiao Xinyue clenched her fist and said, “Let go.”

Zhou Zhuying curled her lips and thought, the female lead was indeed heartless after pulling her fingers away. If Xiao Xinyue had not princess-carried her back then and made her mistakenly feel that she could be trusted, how could Zhou Zhuying have subconsciously become so close to her?

She had just released Xiao Xinyue’s sleeve when several disciples came out from around the corner. When they saw Xiao Xinyue, they all bowed. “Saintess!”

“Why be so distant? Just call me Senior Sister,” Xiao Xinyue said gently.

Zhou Zhuying widened her eyes. So the female lead was two-faced? In front of others, she was so gentle and generous, but when facing Zhou Zhuying, she was moody and unpredictable.

But she could not blame the female lead. After all, when facing an enemy who had annihilated her entire family, being able to restrain the urge to kill was already not easy.

So sometimes, being part of a famous righteous sect was truly miserable. One would be morally kidnapped in all kinds of ways. Especially in the position of Saintess, one probably had to become a moral model in order to be considered perfect.

Was Moshan Sect using the standards of a holy mother to demand things of its Saintess?

Those disciples hurriedly said, “How could that be allowed? The Saintess is going to take over the position of sect master. We cannot offend our superior.”

After saying this, they curiously glanced at the female demon beside the Saintess. Then they discovered that this female demon was not at all as terrifying as the rumors said.

Everyone said the Demon Sect Leader was ruthless, cruel, and killed people like cutting grass. So they had assumed she would be a sharp-faced, mean-looking woman with venomous eyes.

They completely could not connect the woman before them—whose eyes were round, watery, and without any sharpness, whose appearance was delicate and pretty, who showed no trace of viciousness or cruelty, and who stood quietly and obediently like a sheep—with that female demon.

Zhou Zhuying gave them a brilliant smile. One of the disciples did not have enough self-control, and his skin was thin. Her smile made his heart sway, and his face flushed red.

Xiao Xinyue smiled warmly. “I won’t force you. If you have matters to attend to, go and do them first.”

The disciples snapped back to themselves, feeling the embarrassment and discomfort of having their true thoughts seen through. They hurriedly responded, “Yes!”

Seeing their hurriedly departing figures, Zhou Zhuying sighed inwardly. The female lead truly deserved to be a heartthrob. Look at that one smile—it had bewitched the disciples beneath her until they were dizzy and disoriented.

This was the female lead’s charm!

Aloud, she said, “Sister Saintess, your aura really is powerful. Even one encouraging sentence from you can scare them away.”

Xiao Xinyue had already taken two steps forward. Hearing this, she turned back, grabbed Zhou Zhuying’s hand, and led her away. “Shut up. Walk properly.”

Feeling the warmth transmitted through her palm, Zhou Zhuying thought, was the female lead in the original novel this domineering-CEO-like? Only she was allowed to hold other people’s hands, while others were not allowed to tug on her sleeve?

But since the other party was the female lead, Zhou Zhuying would not lower herself to argue with her!

She followed with light steps, happily swinging their joined hands as she walked.

Xiao Xinyue looked at her, then looked at the hand being forced to swing along with hers, and remained silent for a long time.

After leaving the prison, they walked along a quiet path for quite a while. Only when the sky darkened did Zhou Zhuying see a brightly lit valley.

Moshan Sect was established in a vast valley among the peaks of Mount Mo. Aside from the sect’s disciples, many ordinary people who depended on Moshan Sect for their livelihood also lived around the outer area. Therefore, during the day, this place was bustling with people, and at night, it was brightly lit, as radiant as daytime.

Zhou Zhuying took a deep breath.

With an environment like this, how was she supposed to escape from prison? She would probably be caught and brought back before she even found where the exit was!

Xiao Xinyue did not know what she was thinking. She brought her past a waterfall, climbed the stone steps, and arrived at a courtyard built against the mountain.

The environment here was quiet and secluded. Plum blossoms were planted in front of the courtyard. Passing through the sea of plum blossoms, one arrived at the front hall.

The front hall was spacious, with a corridor on each side. To the left were sheer cliffs and a waterside pavilion where one could view the waterfall. To the right was a garden and several large rooms.

Behind the rooms was a winding path leading up the mountain, but she did not know what was on the mountain.

However, no matter how quiet and simple this place looked, it could not hide the fact that large amounts of huanghuali wood, rosewood, and other precious materials had been used to make the doors, windows, and furniture. A rich-person aura rushed straight at her face.

Zhou Zhuying asked, “Sister Saintess, what does Moshan Sect rely on to support so many people?”

When she used to watch martial arts dramas, she had always had a question. Weren’t gangs basically the ancient version of underworld organizations? They spent all day fighting and killing and did not seem to do any proper work. So what did they rely on to support such a large group of people?

Xiao Xinyue asked in return, “What did the Thousand Mechanisms Cult rely on to support so many followers?”

Without thinking, Zhou Zhuying said, “Robbing houses?”

Xiao Xinyue choked and felt that she had asked for nothing. She said, “Why are you worrying about so much? In any case, it is not money from unknown origins, nor was it obtained through trickery or force.”

“Oh.”

Zhou Zhuying thought: That made sense. Modern underworld groups would open companies in order to operate openly. Presumably, these sects also did business.

“Then what is this place?”

“My residence.”

Zhou Zhuying: “Don’t you live next to the prison? Just how many houses do you have?”

“I already said it. That place was a temporary residence built for the sake of guarding you.”

Zhou Zhuying felt that something was not quite right, but she was so shocked by the wealthy Saintess’s villa that she had no energy to think too much about it.

So Moshan Sect was actually this rich? Maybe she should stop trying to escape prison and just cling to Moshan Sect. Even if she had to sit in prison, she would not have to worry about food or clothing!

She wavered for only an instant before quickly coming back to her senses. No, she was an ambitious young person with drive. How could she indulge in pleasure and let sugar-coated bullets wear down her fighting spirit?!

Xiao Xinyue pushed open the door to one of the rooms and said, “You will live in this room.”

Zhou Zhuying put away her distracting thoughts and trotted into the room. Seeing that there was a large rosewood bed with openwork carvings, as well as soft pillows and a brocade quilt, she wanted nothing more than to climb into bed and sleep immediately.

Opposite the large bed was a writing desk and a bookshelf. There were only a few small objects placed on it, and no writing tools. From this compartment, going out led to a small suite combining a bathroom and washroom opposite. Between the two compartments was naturally a small hall for eating and drinking tea.

She slowly reacted. “Sister Saintess said this place is for me to live in?”

“Mm.”

Zhou Zhuying was both shocked and delighted. “You’re not locking me back in prison?!”

Had she been released from prison?!

Happiness came so suddenly that it felt a little unreal!

“You want to go back to prison?”

Zhou Zhuying hurriedly waved her hands. “No, no, no. I was just thinking, if I live here, then where does Sister Saintess live?”

“The room next door is mine.” Xiao Xinyue looked at her with a half-smile. “You couldn’t have thought I gave my own residence to you, could you?”

Zhou Zhuying finally remembered what had felt wrong. Since Xiao Xinyue had specifically had someone build a temporary residence in order to guard her, then moving her here was also for the convenience of Xiao Xinyue monitoring her from close by!

Such a simple matter—why had she not thought it through before?

She suddenly understood. “I get it. This is called transferring the prisoner to prevent rescue personnel from figuring out the layout of the prison and coming to break me out! So you moved me to the place with the strictest defenses. That way, even if immortals came, I still wouldn’t be able to fly away!”

The female lead was far-sighted and full of foresight. She truly deserved to be a popular character in the original novel!

Although Zhou Zhuying was a prisoner, and the female lead’s predictive measures were all being used against her, why did she increasingly feel like she was about to fall under the female lead’s charm?

Could she possibly be a masochist, or have Stockholm syndrome?

Xiao Xinyue’s expression was complicated. In the end, she cursed, “Thinking yourself clever,” then turned and left.

Zhou Zhuying could not sense her anger, but she did hear a trace of helplessness.

She leaned against the doorframe and watched Xiao Xinyue walk into the room next door. Then she asked, “Sister Saintess, are we the only two living here? Don’t you have any maidservants?”

The answer she received was Xiao Xinyue’s decisive and resolute door-closing sound.

Zhou Zhuying rubbed her nose.

Was she really that annoying?