The Cub I Raised Turned Out to Be a Reborn Boss (GL) - Chapter 2

Li Wan’s eyes were red. She never thought that Yan Ming and Yan Zi used so many ways to provoke her, only to force her onto the dueling platform, and even implicate Song Xi. She had no ability, but she didn’t want to drag Song Xi down.

She managed to suppress the metallic taste of blood in her mouth and said with a crying voice, “Xi Xi, I’ll stop them later, you run first. They won’t chase and kill you inside the sect, right…”

“Shut up.” Song Xi’s tone was cold, and the killing intent in her voice frightened Li Wan for a moment. It seemed a little different from the Song Xi she usually knew.

Song Xi didn’t listen to Li Wan’s words at all. Are you kidding? She was the dignified Youming King. The Youming King didn’t need anyone to save her; she was only supposed to save others, or how embarrassing would it be if word got out?

“Only bullying the weak, that’s what the Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters of the Yuqing Sect are like.” Song Xi smiled coldly, her eyes filled with fierce killing intent as she lunged forward.

Even without cultivating the secret tome now, some secret techniques were still in her mind. If they pushed her too far, even if it meant exposing the secret technique and suffering a severe injury, she would drag these two people down to hell with her.

Yan Ming had just lost face and certainly wanted to recover it: “A’Zi, a waste is not suitable for staying in the Yuqing Sect. Why don’t we cripple her foundation and expel her?”

“Sure.” Yan Zi smiled slightly, looking innocent, but the sword in her hand drew a purple shadow, heading straight for Li Wan.

In a flash, both sides made a move, and there was an uproar among the spectators. Although Yan Zi’s cultivation was higher, the momentum of the little girl opposite her actually seemed to be stronger?

Crack—A faint sound of shattering suddenly rang out on the dueling platform. Everyone couldn’t help but gather their gaze. The imposing sword actually stopped in mid-air, its body covered with a dense layer of spider-web cracks.

Everyone gasped, taking a breath of cold air. Yan Zi’s sword was a Spiritual Weapon, yet it was shattered just like that…

The woman with clear and cold features blocking the sword raised her eyelashes slightly. She reached out and knocked Yan Zi’s Spiritual Sword away, her voice chilling enough to condense ice: “Yan Zi, is this the skill Master taught you? To bully your Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters?”

“It’s Senior Sister Jiang.”

“Why would Senior Sister Jiang help those two little girls?”

Everyone couldn’t help but whisper. Everyone knew that the Yan siblings and Jiang Yixue were technically from the same master’s lineage, but now she was clearly protecting those two little girls. The current situation had suddenly taken a dramatic turn, leaving the surrounding disciples baffled.

“My sword!” Yan Zi was a little angry to see her Spiritual Sword ruined, but the person opposite her was Jiang Yixue, so she could only stomp her foot and lower her head.

Yan Ming was also stunned: “Senior Sister, wasn’t it you who…”

A cold sweat instantly broke out on Jiang Yixue’s back. These words must not be said in front of Song Xi.

She urgently and quickly interrupted Yan Ming with a cold face: “I only left you unsupervised for a moment, and you, you go out and do such a thing—bullying the small with your seniority. Both of you, go to the Ice Prison to contemplate for three months, and come back to apologize to Master.”

“This…” Yan Ming widened his eyes.

After all, Jiang Yixue hadn’t actually instructed them; she had merely expressed her dissatisfaction with Song Xi becoming Han Yansu’s disciple in front of them.

It was they who, in an attempt to curry favor with Jiang Yixue, had proactively caused this scene today.

Could it be that they had misunderstood?

In the Ice Prison, one couldn’t use spiritual energy and had to rely entirely on resisting the severe cold, while also being wary of the fierce winds. Staying there for three months would probably wear off a layer of skin.

However, Jiang Yixue was deeply favored by Xue Qiancheng, and all the disciples under Xue Qiancheng’s tutelage were managed by Jiang Yixue. Yan Ming dared not disobey, and finally bowed, saying, “Yes, we understand.”

Song Xi lowered her head, but her hands were tightly clenched into fists, the tips of her fingers digging painfully into her palms.

A voice was constantly roaring in her mind: Kill her, kill her, kill this woman in front of me… She didn’t need anyone to save her, especially not this woman in front of her.

In her previous life, her fall into the Demonic path was closely related to Jiang Yixue.

Jiang Yixue had always held a grudge against Song Xi, repeatedly framed her within the sect, causing her to be almost expelled from the Yuqing Sect multiple times. In the end, it was also Jiang Yixue who announced the news of her divine bloodline to the world, plunging her into endless pursuit and slaughter.

Recalling the past, Song Xi smiled coldly. After all, she should thank Jiang Yixue; if she hadn’t fallen into the Demonic path, she wouldn’t have received the Demonic Cultivator’s inheritance, nor would she have become one of the top experts in the Three Realms within just a few years.

A thousand years of “Soul-Ablazing Fire,” every time she recalled the excruciating pain of being unable to live or die, Song Xi felt a faint bloody scent rise in her throat. Since Heaven had favored her with a chance to start over, those people would all have to pay the price.

Seeing that the tragedy in the plot had been averted, Jiang Yixue breathed a sigh of relief and slowly said, “I’m glad I arrived in time. Junior Sister Song, you’re not hurt, are you?”

She wanted to emphasize her own kindness? Song Xi pursed her lips and said flatly, “I don’t need anyone’s pity.”

She looked like a small, weak girl, yet her face was filled with a stubborn refusal to submit.

The little girl in front of her, although dishevelled, was clearly tender and fair, and her small face, stained with blood, was still delicate.

Even though she was very young, she was already a breathtaking little beauty.

Jiang Yixue was instantly melted. Was this the happiness of seeing her paper-thin character in person, breaking through the dimensional barrier?

The three-dimensional paper person was actually even better looking than the two-dimensional model!

Clearly sensing Song Xi’s displeasure, Jiang Yixue quickly understood that this girl had an arrogant and stubborn nature. So she hurriedly corrected herself: “Junior Sister Song, you misunderstood. I didn’t mean pity. Yan Zi and Yan Ming are originally disciples of $\text{Wansnow}$ $\text{Peak}$. Since their conduct was inappropriate, I naturally had to rush over to stop them, lest they cause a great disaster.”

Still just as hypocritical…

Song Xi couldn’t help but feel a little disgusted, but she still suppressed the resentment in her eyes. With her current cultivation, even if she fought with all her might, she couldn’t harm Jiang Yixue. She could only proceed slowly: “If Senior Sister has no other business, we will return first.”

“Don’t rush…” Jiang Yixue felt a little reluctant. Her favorite doll was about to leave after only a few glances.

Song Xi frowned and asked, “Does Senior Sister have any other instructions?”

Realizing she might have lost her composure, Jiang Yixue lightly coughed twice and added, “Yan Zi and Yan Ming are my Junior Brother and Junior Sister, and since they hurt you, I must take responsibility. I know that $\text{Martial}$ $\text{Uncle}$ $\text{Han}$ left the sect on urgent business right after taking you in as a disciple, and you certainly don’t have any spiritual medicine now. Why don’t you bring your friend to my place to heal first.”

Song Xi took a step back, her guard up: “No need.”

Seeing Song Xi shrink back a step as if afraid, Jiang Yixue couldn’t help but feel helpless; Song Xi’s vigilance was too strong.

In the original story background, Song Xi was a pitiful little girl whom no one loved or cared for.

She lived with her father in a small mountain village when she was young, but by chance, the $\text{Sky-Swallowing}$ $\text{Python}$ race discovered the divine bloodline within her. To obtain the divine bloodline, the $\text{Sky-Swallowing}$ $\text{Python}$ race directly massacred the entire village.

Fortunately, she encountered the $\text{Yuqing}$ $\text{Sect}$ disciples who were on an outdoor mission at the time, and she narrowly escaped death and was brought back to the $\text{Yuqing}$ $\text{Sect}$.

She was only eight years old when she entered the $\text{Yuqing}$ $\text{Sect}$. Without the protection of family or teachers, she had a very difficult life. Later, Han Yansu discovered the divine bloodline in her body and took her as a direct disciple, which only intensified the exclusion and jealousy from those around her.

Seeing Song Xi full of wariness towards her, Jiang Yixue’s first reaction was heartache. How much had she gone through to be so vigilant at such a young age?

Jiang Yixue’s tone softened considerably, her gentle gaze resting on Song Xi: “You don’t have to be afraid. $\text{My}$ $\text{Master}$ and $\text{Martial}$ $\text{Uncle}$ $\text{Han}$ are fellow disciples. Since $\text{Martial}$ $\text{Uncle}$ $\text{Han}$ is not in the sect lately, our $\text{Wansnow}$ $\text{Peak}$ naturally must take good care of you. Besides, you haven’t met my $\text{Master}$ since you took her as your $\text{Master}$. She also wants to see you.”

Upholding the principle of absolutely not scaring the little one, Jiang Yixue’s tone was as gentle as possible.

She couldn’t possibly let Song Xi return to $\text{Yanshan}$ alone right now. There were countless people in the sect who envied Song Xi, and if she let the two of them leave like this, others would definitely come to make trouble later.

Hearing this, Song Xi couldn’t help but frown slightly and asked, “Is $\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$ here today to summon me on behalf of the $\text{Sect}$ $\text{Master}$?”

This little girl was very stubborn, and having just been bullied by the $\text{Wansnow}$ $\text{Peak}$ disciples, she certainly wouldn’t lower her guard easily. Jiang Yixue hesitated for a moment and said, “You can understand it that way.”

In any case, the priority was to take her back and treat the injuries. Especially Li Wan’s injuries, any further delay might make them truly irreversible.

This incident was bound to become an unremovable thorn between Jiang Yixue and Song Xi, and Jiang Yixue would not tolerate it happening again.

“Alright, I will follow $\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$ to meet the $\text{Sect}$ $\text{Master}$.” A trace of cold laughter flashed in Song Xi’s lowered eyes.

No wonder this Jiang Yixue came to save her. It turned out that Xue Qiancheng wanted to see her.

In her previous life, when she was constantly being difficultly-treated by sect disciples, she didn’t know that Jiang Yixue was the one instigating it behind the scenes.

So, she once had a very good impression of this $\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$. Her talent was extremely high, and she was distant but not cold to her $\text{Junior}$ $\text{Brothers}$ and $\text{Junior}$ $\text{Sisters}$, like a clear breeze blowing through the mountains—unseen and untouchable, yet somehow inspiring a sense of inexplicable goodwill.

But later, as her strength advanced and she killed those who had tormented her one by one, those people finally told the truth. Everything she experienced in the $\text{Yuqing}$ $\text{Sect}$ had Jiang Yixue’s shadow behind it.

When the $\text{Sect}$ $\text{Master}$ summoned her, Song Xi had to go, or it would be a major offense against the sect rules.

In her previous life, she was able to reach the peak of power on her own. In this life, she had a wealth of experience, and she no longer cared about the so-called sect rules. However, one must bow one’s head under the eaves, and her cultivation was still shallow now, so she had to abide by the rules of the $\text{Yuqing}$ $\text{Sect}$.

Song Xi bowed slightly and said, “Then I will trouble $\text{Senior}$ $\text{Sister}$ Jiang to lead the way.”

“Oh right,” Jiang Yixue suddenly remembered something, took out a jade talisman from her embrace, and handed it to Song Xi: “This is a jade talisman fused with my spiritual energy. If $\text{Junior}$ $\text{Sister}$ encounters any trouble next time, just crush the jade talisman, and I will be able to sense it…”

This was to prevent any other riff-raff from using her name to bully Song Xi later. Although this kind of jade talisman was difficult to refine, Jiang Yixue thought it was safer this way.

In public, Jiang Yixue simply didn’t give Song Xi a chance to refuse.

Song Xi froze, clutching the jade talisman. Then, when Jiang Yixue wasn’t looking, she casually stuffed it to Li Wan: “I don’t want it. You take it.”

Li Wan was stunned. This was a jade talisman given by Jiang Yixue, the direct disciple of the $\text{Sect}$ $\text{Master}$. How could Song Xi just throw it away like trash, with an expression that said, “I despise it; it’s dirty.”