Fighting The Male Lead For The Female Lead (Transmigrated Into A Book) - Chapter 5

The moment Lan Fei’er entered the water, she shuddered from the cold. She felt as if her entire body was about to freeze into a block of ice, and her hands and feet no longer listened to her.

Those disciples had been able to walk in the water just now, proving that the water was not deep. But in the area where she was, the water was so deep she could not see the bottom. Everything before her eyes was a vast expanse of white. She could see nothing and hear nothing.

In the water, all she could feel was cold. It was so cold that every inch of her skin hurt. Even her brain ached from it.

Lan Fei’er treaded water to keep her balance and raised her head to look. Above her was also a vast whiteness. She kicked hard and swam upward.

“Pfft!”

After only two kicks, she broke through the surface, spat out a mouthful of water, and wiped her face. Looking around, she saw that this was the place where she had jumped in just now. It seemed that while underwater, one could not see the situation above the surface.

She took a breath and dove into the water again. Beneath the surface, everything was white and hazy. She could see nothing. There was no Wen Wuning and no jiao woman. She swam downward.

First, she had no real strength. Second, she had no treasures to protect herself. Third, she was not a cheat-like existence like the protagonist.

Right now, she could only rely on her instincts.

There was no way to distinguish direction underwater, so she kept diving in one direction.

The cold, combined with having no sense of direction, gradually made Lan Fei’er irritable. After diving for about two or three minutes, she still had not seen Wen Wuning or the jiao woman. She almost began to suspect that perhaps the jiao woman had not brought Wen Wuning here at all.

She dove for another four minutes. Just as Lan Fei’er was almost ready to give up, she suddenly saw a dark shadow in the endless whiteness. She struggled to move her stiff hands and feet and swam toward it.

As she slowly drew closer, she saw a strange scene. Not far away, two people were embracing in the water. To be precise, the jiao woman’s arms and her white tail, which was almost five or six meters long, were wrapped tightly around Wen Wuning.

That scene made many absurd and somewhat not-for-kids thoughts flash through Lan Fei’er’s mind at a very inappropriate time.

Because the jiao woman’s hair was so thick and abundant, Lan Fei’er could not see Wen Wuning’s face and could not tell whether she was conscious at the moment.

Wary of the jiao woman’s ferocity, Lan Fei’er stopped swimming closer. She was not sure why the jiao woman had brought Wen Wuning here, whether she intended to take Wen Wuning’s life, or what condition the jiao woman was in right now. Why had Lan Fei’er gotten this close, yet the jiao woman had not attacked her?

Lan Fei’er did not think for very long. After pausing for only about one or two seconds, she gently swam toward the two of them.

No matter what, she would gamble on it.

Once she got closer, she discovered that both of them had their eyes closed, and their mouths were pressed together. Lan Fei’er’s expression stiffened. If she had not known Wen Wuning was a woman, she would have suspected the jiao woman was absorbing yang energy like a female ghost.

The sharp-eyed Lan Fei’er noticed that the jiao woman’s lower half, which had belonged to a jiao, was slowly transforming into human legs. Beneath the lower abdomen where the scales were gradually receding, something appeared that a woman should not have.

Lan Fei’er’s mind went blank. Her entire worldview nearly collapsed.

How had she not known the jiao woman was a hermaphrodite? How could the jiao woman possibly be a hermaphrodite?!! Lan Fei’er forced herself to calm down and stared fixedly at that place. It really was. She had not seen wrong.

But that should not be the case. If the jiao woman had this characteristic, the book could not possibly have failed to mention it. And the male lead’s taste could not possibly be this extreme!

Then there was only one possibility: the butterfly effect.

Perhaps before transforming into a human, the jiao woman’s sex was not fixed. And now, for some unknown reason, she was going to transform into a man—or into a hermaphrodite?

As for what she intended to do after transforming into a man, a chill of disgust ran through Lan Fei’er’s heart. Wen Wuning really did have that universally beloved physique, that universally irresistible charm. She had dodged Sheng Baihe, only for a jiao woman to come next. Lan Fei’er did not even know how to comment anymore.

Because of the resistance in the water, the sword was not easy to use. Lan Fei’er could only swim forward like this. Seeing this scene up close made it even more horrifying. Yet while it was horrifying, there was also a certain strange beauty to it. If Lan Fei’er herself were not inside this book too, she would definitely think the jiao woman’s move was seriously thrilling. She dared to steal a woman from the male lead—what a real man. Ah, no, what a real woman!

Looking at the two people clinging together as if glued, Lan Fei’er scratched her head in frustration and thought for a moment. In the end, she swam behind Wen Wuning, planted both feet on the jiao woman’s shoulders for leverage, wrapped both arms around Wen Wuning, held her breath, and pulled with brute force.

The jiao woman’s body was as stiff as an ice sculpture at this moment. Lan Fei’er used every ounce of strength she had. Bubbles gurgled nonstop from her mouth and nose, yet she could not move them in the slightest. Fortunately, Wen Wuning’s body was relatively soft. Lan Fei’er felt her hands loosen, and Wen Wuning slid out from the jiao woman’s demonic grasp.

At the same time, she keenly sensed that the jiao woman had “woken up.”

A sound no human could ever make, a sound impossible to describe, pierced through several meters of water like a sharp sword and stabbed into her eardrums.

Lan Fei’er’s brain hurt as if needles were piercing it, but she did not dare delay for even a moment. She scooped up the soft, limp Wen Wuning, kicked her legs like propellers, and swam upward. Only after swimming a long distance did she steal a moment to look back, only to see that the jiao woman had not chased after them at all.

That made sense. If the jiao woman had wanted to chase them, Lan Fei’er never could have escaped this far.

Amid the endless whiteness, the jiao woman was still letting out screams that pierced the eardrums. At the same time, her entire body was rapidly beastifying. This time, however, her screams did not seem to come from anger, but from pain. The beastification also did not seem like the attack form she had taken onshore earlier. It looked as if she had suffered a backlash.

Her long white tail churned wildly through the water. Scales crawled upward from her lower abdomen, quickly covering her arms and body. That thing on her lower abdomen that should not have been there also disappeared.

A pair of sharp claws gripped at the scales that continued crawling up her face. In agony, she looked in Wen Wuning’s direction, her cries unbearably shrill.

Her long hair, black as weeds, drifted through the white water. The jiao woman’s face was breathtakingly beautiful and full of pain.

For an instant, Lan Fei’er felt as if she were the villain. The antagonist.

But when she saw that writhing jiao body, which looked disgustingly ugly in her eyes, and remembered that gaping bloody mouth that had bitten without the slightest hesitation earlier, what little sympathy Lan Fei’er had to begin with became even more meager.

She turned her head and continued swimming upward with Wen Wuning.

Not taking advantage of her weakness to kill her was already merciful enough.

At this moment, Wen Wuning woke up. Her back was facing Lan Fei’er, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the terrifying scene below. When she turned her head, she saw her junior sister with her cheeks puffed round, her face already turning purplish from holding her breath too long.

Wen Wuning quickly turned around, clamped Lan Fei’er at her waist, and flew upward. In barely ten seconds, the surroundings abruptly warmed. The cold enveloping them vanished, and they burst out of the water, dripping wet, landing on a stone pillar.

The entire cave dwelling echoed with the jiao woman’s pained screams. The sound was even clearer than it had been underwater, and even more piercing.

Wen Wuning had lost consciousness from the moment she had been dragged underwater by the jiao woman, so she did not know what had happened.

Lan Fei’er, who had just made it ashore, was trembling all over from the cold. Her entire body was blue and purple, and she was also suffering from that demonic sound piercing her ears. She looked utterly wretched. Wen Wuning quickly took out a set of her own clothes and draped them over Lan Fei’er, then transferred qi to her. Wen Wuning herself was only at qi refining, so her spiritual energy was not abundant. Fortunately, Lan Fei’er had only been chilled and was not seriously injured. Before long, her body temperature returned to normal.

Their clothes and hair were still dripping wet. Lan Fei’er hugged the dry clothes draped over her body and stood up while shivering, still relatively calm. “Senior Sister, we shouldn’t stay here for long. Let’s leave first.”

Lan Fei’er picked up Wen Wuning’s sword and handed it to her. Wen Wuning accepted the sword and stared at Lan Fei’er for a while, her expression somewhat complicated.

Then she looked toward the ring of light under the water and recalled what she had seen in the water just now. She could not help asking, “What happened? What was that just now?”

“It was the jiao woman. She seemed to want to borrow Senior Sister’s power to transform into a human. I interrupted her, so she should have suffered a backlash.”

Wen Wuning did not react. Lan Fei’er looked at her in confusion, only to see something on Wen Wuning’s face that she felt should least appear at this moment: pity.

“Cultivation is not easy. That’s even more true for these yao beasts. Even after cultivating for several hundred years, they may still not be able to take human form.”

Lan Fei’er’s expression immediately turned cold.

Not noticing anything unusual about Lan Fei’er, Wen Wuning thought for a moment and took out a flower the size of a palm from her qiankun pouch. The flower’s petals were bright red, fresh and tender, brimming with spiritual energy. She tossed the flower into the water. Watching it slowly sink, she said softly, “I hope she can survive this tribulation.”

After that, they did not linger any longer. Wen Wuning brought Lan Fei’er and flew up through the crevice they had fallen from.

Before leaving, Wen Wuning did not forget to retrieve the sword Lan Fei’er had dropped into the water and return it to her.

After returning to the ground, the first thing Wen Wuning wanted to do was find Sheng Baihe and settle the score. She followed the traces Sheng Baihe had left behind. Lan Fei’er followed her silently for a stretch, and once they had left that relatively dangerous dense forest, she called out to Wen Wuning.

“Senior Sister, I heard that there are ginseng dolls on Tomb Mountain. When I entered this place, I wanted to catch one and bring it back. There are only a few days left before the space closes, so let’s part ways here.”

Wen Wuning stopped and turned back, frowning slightly. Tomb Mountain was not in the same direction as the place she was going. Also, if Lan Fei’er went alone to catch a ginseng doll, a few days would still be somewhat tight. After thinking for a moment, Wen Wuning considered that Sheng Baihe’s matter could still be dealt with after they got out, so she decided to first go with Lan Fei’er to catch the ginseng doll.

“All right. Let’s go.” As she spoke, she turned toward the direction of Tomb Mountain.

Lan Fei’er looked at her in confusion. “Senior Sister is going too?”

“Mm.”

“Senior Sister also wants a ginseng doll?”

“No.”

“Then why is Senior Sister going?”

Instead, Wen Wuning looked puzzled as she said, “Naturally, to help you catch one.”

Lan Fei’er immediately retreated half a step without leaving a trace and said politely, “Thank you for Senior Sister’s kindness, but this is my own cultivation experience. I do want a ginseng doll, but what I want even more is a ginseng doll I caught with my own strength.”

Traveling together in pairs or groups to train was an extremely common thing. If Wen Wuning still could not tell that something was wrong with Lan Fei’er at this point, then she would truly be blind in the heart.

“Junior Sister, what’s wrong?” But knowing was one thing. Wen Wuning was clearly not good at handling this kind of situation.

Lan Fei’er lazily lifted her eyelids and glanced at this woman. Her damp hair was already half dry, falling in strands over her shoulders. She did not look wretched. Instead, compared to earlier, she had gained a bit more approachability and lost some of her coldness. Her brows and eyes were beautiful, her lips pink. Her half-dry white robes clung to her body, inviting the imagination to wander.

Even in such a sorry state, she was still a beauty. But she was a beauty who could stir up trouble.

Putting aside the fact that leaving that jiao woman alive would definitely become a hidden danger in the future, just the female lead’s move just now had shown Lan Fei’er what it meant to be a saintly white lotus. She had thought the female lead was a flower on a high peak, cold, gorgeous, and noble. She had not expected her to be a disgusting saintly white lotus instead.

If the Dao is different, there is no point in plotting together.

“Maybe I haven’t recovered from the cold just now,” Lan Fei’er said perfunctorily.

Wen Wuning frowned and studied her, clearly not believing it. Lan Fei’er was angry inside and too lazy to keep pretending with her, so she turned and left. “Senior Sister, farewell.”

Wen Wuning was not someone who liked pressing a warm face against a cold backside. On the contrary, she was usually a cold face and cold backside herself, and she was someone who rejected other people pressing their warm faces against her cold backside.

Because of that, Lan Fei’er’s attitude put her in a difficult position.

Watching Lan Fei’er walk farther and farther away until she vanished from sight, Wen Wuning felt a little hurt inside, but more than that, she was confused by Lan Fei’er’s sudden change in attitude.

Hadn’t she said she respected and loved this senior sister the most? Earlier, she had even risked herself again and again to save her, refusing to abandon her.

How had she changed all at once?

No matter how Wen Wuning thought about it, she could not figure it out.

But as for the person, she still had to follow her.

Ginseng dolls had no real offensive ability, but Tomb Mountain was still somewhat dangerous. Although this junior sister was quick-witted, clever, careful, and cautious, her cultivation was too low. Wen Wuning would feel more at ease following her.