Chapter 15

Even without looking at the bullet comments, she knew what the readers wanted to say.

【She’s here for that stone, right?】

【Sure enough, she’s here to steal the opportunity】

【Although she’s drawn very beautifully, drag her out】

【This kind of villain who covets opportunities won’t live long】

…

What else could she even say?

In the comic, her full face still had not been revealed yet.

Immediately afterward came a long vertical panel. Shang Que carried Su Tanghua on her back and walked through the forest. Green leaves drifted down with the wind, and at the end of that long road, a white figure unexpectedly appeared.

Although it was only sketched in a few sparse strokes, without revealing the slightest bit of her brows or eyes, her brocade robes and black hair fluttered in the wind, as if she were an immortal arriving with the breeze.

She should have been looking ahead, or rather… that gaze happened to fall directly on Shang Que.

Beneath that were two small panels connected closely together, one on the upper left and one on the lower right.

Each panel held a beautiful face.

Even though Shang Que was mentally prepared, she was still immediately struck by the beauty.

On the left was her. On the right was Wen Qingyin.

Her gaze first fell on her own face, then could not help shifting right to land on Wen Qingyin’s.

Perhaps because she was too familiar with her own face, Shang Que did not have much to say about it.

But it was certainly good-looking. After all, there were no ugly dragons in the dragon race.

If Shang Que absolutely had to describe herself, it would definitely be blue hair and blue eyes. But the comic author had captured her state in that instant: surprised and wary, even sharp enough to look almost on the verge of attacking because of her furrowed brows.

Wen Qingyin, on the other hand, was the opposite.

That day, she had put on very gentle makeup, but when the comic captured her, she was not deliberately showing that false gentleness. Her expression was indifferent. She clearly had an extremely refined and richly beautiful appearance, yet because of that expression, she gained an added touch of coldness.

Her black hair lifted lightly, and the buyao by her temple trembled with the wind.

Because of the author’s composition, the two of them cleverly seemed to be looking at each other.

Especially with a heart-shaped leaf blown into the middle of the panels, like a line connecting the split frames.

A dark and light color contrast, a still and moving emotional contrast, one expression attacking and the other accommodating. In the vast yet crowded forest, amid the dancing fallen leaves, these staggered panels seemed to form a destined gaze across time and space.

They looked at each other from afar across the comic panels.

Even Shang Que, who had personally experienced the scene, froze there.

She stared blankly for a long time before scrolling downward. The next panel was much simpler. Wen Qingyin saw Shang Que, and those black eyes of hers gained focus. Her expression also grew much gentler.

Shang Que, meanwhile, lowered her head in a panic, seeming to hoist Su Tanghua’s body higher on her back. But in that panel where she lowered her head, her expression was one of disgust. There was even a black text box beside her, as if countless thick shadows were dripping down from it, forming sticky malice. Written in white characters over the black background were two words: “It’s her.”

Even Shang Que herself was startled. She began considering whether her emotions at the time had truly been that resentful.

In truth, she could not quite remember.

Shang Que’s memory had not been very good recently. She had even felt that she had not had much emotion lately.

Perhaps because she had been struck by the impact of the visuals, Shang Que, who had already lived through it once, only skimmed over the following panels. Just as she had experienced, she explained in terror why she had come, while Wen Qingyin smiled and magnanimously pardoned her.

The final few panels of the comic showed Shang Que carrying Su Tanghua away on her back, while Wen Qingyin stood behind them and watched the whole time.

Beneath Wen Qingyin’s white robes were black shadows. They spread across the entire screen, leaving only one huge white speech bubble in the very center.

Inside the bubble, written in black [unauthorized copy]characters over a white background, were also two words: “It’s her.”

The third chapter ended there.

Her gaze remained on that “It’s her” for a long time. For a moment, she did not know what to say. An inexplicable emotion rose and spread through her, but she did not know what it was.

As someone who had experienced it herself, it was difficult for her to view this work completely from a reader’s perspective. But as a reader, it also seemed that, for one instant, she had jumped out of the frame of someone who had experienced it.

She rubbed the space between her brows, then resigned herself and scrolled back up, beginning to open one bullet comment after another.

The readers’ comments were still very important.

She would start from the part she had first skimmed over. That panel where they looked at each other.

For some reason, there were especially many bullet comments here. There were actually more than two hundred.

What could there even be to say here?

【!!! Two such beautiful faces!!】

【What is this? Is this a CP?】

【Do these two know each other?】

【Here, I welcome my two wives!】

【Let’s congratulate the newlyweds!!】

Shang Que: …

This was not right.

Scrolling further down, there were also comments like “They definitely knew each other before, right?” “Is the no-CP comic’s CP here?” and “This is kind of delicious.”

This was clearly very wrong…

Shang Que exited the comic homepage and went to take a look at the comic forum.

Perhaps the comic author had promoted it a little? After all, she seemed to have been someone who drew short fan comics before and already had some regular fans. Perhaps the platform had also pushed it a bit, so the forum had finally become somewhat lively.

Based on Shang Que’s understanding of comics, the topic with the highest discussion in the forum should be the protagonist. They should be discussing the protagonist’s circumstances, or discussing whether Jingchuan was the protagonist’s golden finger.

But after she clicked in, she discovered she was completely wrong.

The forum was discussing CP.

【Serious discussion: are that blue-haired one and that black-haired one a CP?】

0L: I knew Feng-da started out drawing CPs, so how could she possibly make something purely no-CP? Since the protagonist has no CP, the CP must definitely be on someone else!

What kind of CP is it this time? Judging by Feng-da’s usual style, is it love and hate?

1L: It feels like it!! The moment I saw those two looking at each other, I knew a new CP had appeared!

5L: Speaking of which, we keep calling [stolen content]them Blue Hair and Black Hair. Do these two not have names yet?

7L: I went through every tiny detail of the comic and couldn’t find them. Maybe it just isn’t time for their official entrance yet.

11L: Feng-da really deserves to be someone who makes CPs. Just a few strokes, and it’s so delicious, seriously so delicious.

Those two completely different “It’s her” lines really made me dizzy from feasting. Isn’t this obviously selling the ship?!

17L: Same as above. These two definitely know each other, and Blue Hair seems to hate Black Hair a little, but Black Hair is very tolerant. What exactly happened between them before!!! I’m desperate, desperate, desperate!!

22L: Boss, can you let go of your no-CP and return to your comfort zone? You clearly know the products you draw are the most baiting.

26L: I don’t know. Maybe the boss wants to challenge herself. lights cigarette

27L: Actually, there was also a “she” in Chapter 2. Before, we all thought it was Tanghua, or Tanghua’s golden finger, but looking at it now, that might not necessarily be the case.

36L: It’s different. Clearly different, okay? The “she is there” in Chapter 2 and “it’s her” are obviously two different emotions!!

Shang Que continued flipping back and saw that all of it was CP-shipping talk. There were even already people [Read on BaiLianTales]beginning to discuss what kind of CP dynamic she and Wen Qingyin had.

Then she was really sorry.

It was the kind of CP dynamic where they would sooner or later kill each other.

A love-and-kill CP should not kill each other to this extent, right?

Shang Que left this post and went to search for new posts.

Unfortunately, there still were not many. Most were meaningless screaming with only a few replies, saying they had stocked up on a new CP here.

But only a tiny bit of the story had happened so far, so there truly was not much to discuss.

Shang Que browsed for a while longer before closing the forum.

It was only when she was lying on the bed and nearly asleep that she suddenly sat up in shock. “Wait, no. Why is Wen Qingyin in the comic so good-looking??”

Why did she remember Wen Qingyin wearing terrifying makeup that day?

She even opened the comic again to look at Wen Qingyin, this time zooming in on Wen Qingyin’s face. She confirmed that there was still tender-colored rouge on her lips, and she still had a made-up look.

She studied Wen Qingyin’s first appearance in the comic for a long time and ultimately reached a conclusion. After all, comics were not reality. The comic had not precisely drawn the actual contours of Wen Qingyin’s face. On top of that, everyone was unaware of Wen Qingyin’s true nature, so they thought a gentle Wen Qingyin was normal.

But…

Normal, my ass.

Speechless, Shang Que inexplicably felt as if she had lost.

Judging just from that entrance, Wen Qingyin would have a hard time being a villain in the early stage.

She would probably only be able to become one much later, after all the truth was exposed.

Shang Que sighed inwardly that it was no fun, and finally lay back down on the bed.

The consequence of looking at Wen Qingyin for half the night was that even in her dreams, there ​stolen content​was a Wen Qingyin smiling gently at her.

Shang Que nearly woke up from fright.

The moment she got up, she immediately opened the window to ventilate the room, blowing away the scent Wen Qingyin had brought with her when she came here.

The days passed at an unhurried pace.

Su Tanghua’s days in Jiuxiao Sect were extremely lively.

Although this might partly have been because of Shang Que’s involvement.

As everyone knew, among this group of cultivators, there was Changsun Yu, who had a single metal spiritual root and wholeheartedly wanted to become Wen Qingyin’s disciple.

Some time ago, after she learned Shang Que’s “true level” in swordsmanship, she had been unable to hold back from mocking her.

But now, no one knew what news she had heard. She no longer mocked Shang Que, but this proud little girl also did not gather around Shang Que and flatter her like the others.

While practicing the sword even harder, she also conveniently mocked Su Tanghua.

She mocked Su Tanghua for having poor fundamentals, and mocked Su Tanghua for being truly scheming, actually managing to get involved with Wen Qingyin’s Jingchuan.

Whenever Changsun Yu thought of what her mother had told her, her eyes turned red with jealousy.

She truly could not compete with someone like Shang Que, who had such a special identity. But Su Tanghua was different.

On what basis?

She broke the rules and went to the back mountain, yet unexpectedly obtained Senior Sister Wen’s gift, and was even rescued by Senior Sister Wen’s future disciple. From the current situation, their relationship seemed rather good too, and somehow, she had inexplicably connected herself to Senior Sister Wen’s line.

Su Tanghua was just a mortal girl. On what basis?!

During this period, countless small plotlines happened between these two. But basically, every time Changsun Yu wanted to do something bad, Su Tanghua would successfully resolve it and receive resources Changsun Yu lost: x1, x2, x3.

If Changsun Yu kept targeting Su Tanghua like this, she would soon lose her entire family fortune.

Fortunately, Changsun Yu was the kind of person who could afford to lose. Even after losing Read on BaiLianTalesthis much, she still did not go home to complain to her mother.

Watching from the sidelines, Shang Que felt as if she herself had become younger.

It was also because of this series of wagers between Su Tanghua and Changsun Yu that Changsun Yu ended up revealing a lot of information outer disciples should not know.

For example, why the people from other sects had suddenly all left.

“Because Senior Sister Wen is going to accept disciples, so everyone went back to pick up their juniors.”

Shang Que: ??

Wait. Has our disciple acceptance storm still not passed yet?