Transmigrated as the Villain’s Sword - Chapter 18
Their eyes met. The moment Ling Chenyan saw her human form reflected in Guan Luowei’s eyes, she froze. Her mind went completely blank, her mouth slightly agape and her round eyes widened in shock.
The beauty in the bath barrel hadn’t reacted yet either. Her sleek, rounded shoulders were exposed to the air amidst the rising white steam. Her slender neck was flushed a faint pink from the heat, and her cold countenance had, at some point, turned a vibrant crimson. Even the red mole under her eye seemed to come alive at this moment, resembling a flower bud drenched in spring rain—overflowing with delicate beauty and charm.
Ling Chenyan couldn’t help but stare blankly until those exposed shoulders sank deeper into the water. Only then did she raise her eyes to meet Guan Luowei’s gaze, which was filled with a murderous rage born of shame.
Ling Chenyan: “…” I’m dead.
Before she could turn and flee, a blast of demonic energy struck her, sending her flying outside the folding screen. Immediately after, Ling Chenyan discovered she could no longer move.
Standing outside the screen, she panicked: [System, am I finished?]
System: [Tell me first—did you come back because you wanted to give my share of the treasure to the Big Villain? Then I’ll tell you if you’re finished.]
Ling Chenyan: [Have some perspective! Don’t just think about money, money, money all day.]
The System sneered: [So that’s a yes. You’re going to give her a betrothal gift again!]
Ling Chenyan: [I didn’t, I’m not… No, why is your focus always on that? I’m about to die right now, and our mission is going to fail!]
[Heh heh,] the System said. [You barged in on her bath and she only threw you behind the screen. How could she bear to kill you?]
Ling Chenyan: *[…] *
She thought about it. Although that blast of demonic energy had been forceful, it had only made her feet feel a bit numb without actually hurting her. Moreover, the System had a point—the Big Villain hadn’t even thrown her out of the room.
But it wasn’t certain. Ling Chenyan recalled Guan Luowei’s murderous look from earlier and felt she might just be waiting to settle the score later.
While Ling Chenyan was looking down, lost in her stray thoughts, a pair of boots suddenly appeared in front of the screen.
Ling Chenyan’s almond-shaped eyes widened. She didn’t dare move an inch, even guiltily burying her head further down.
Guan Luowei stood before her without saying a word. Ling Chenyan didn’t speak either. A strange silence fell between them once again.
This silence made Ling Chenyan feel as if she were being cast into a sea of fire or sliced by a thousand blades; it was truly unbearable. Just as she gritted her teeth, prepared to look up, those boots took another step toward her.
Guan Luowei’s cold, emotionless voice reached her ears: “Lift your head.”
Ling Chenyan hesitated for two seconds but eventually obeyed, looking up at Guan Luowei.
Her eyes were bright, round, and clear as water, looking straight at Guan Luowei with the resolve of one facing death.
Guan Luowei had already sensed from the girl’s aura that she was that silver sword. Initially, she had been quite annoyed and ashamed, thinking of teaching the sword a good lesson. However, when she saw the girl’s bright and strangely determined eyes, her heart softened inexplicably.
So, this is what she looks like.
She looked like a butterfly roaming freely in spring, unfurling with a comforting aura. A flash of amazement quickly crossed Guan Luowei’s eyes before she hid it. She shifted her gaze slightly uncomfortably and said, “He certainly treats you well.”
“Huh?” Ling Chenyan clearly hadn’t expected Guan Luowei’s first words to be a comment like this instead of a scolding. Who was “he”?
The System chimed in at the right time: [The little Zither Spirit, of course.]
A realization dawned in Ling Chenyan’s eyes. She suddenly remembered the “surprise” Jinjin had mentioned in the cave. Could this be the so-called surprise?
Guan Luowei looked her up and down, her voice unreadable: “He was actually willing to use a sliver of his Source Power for you.”
“Source Power?” Ling Chenyan asked in confusion. “What is that?”
Could this be the reason she was able to turn into a human?
Guan Luowei didn’t answer her. She only glanced at her, turned around, and walked away slowly.
Ling Chenyan felt a bit bewildered. She felt as if the Big Villain was somewhat unhappy, but she couldn’t figure out why.
However, the “Source Power” she had mentioned piqued Ling Chenyan’s curiosity, so she asked: [System, do you know what the Source Power the Big Villain mentioned is?]
[Heh, no wonder you could take human form. The Big Villain was right; that kid is exceptionally good to you.]
[So what is it exactly? It sounds like the kind of spell that would harm one’s own body.]
The System said: [It’s not a spell, it’s the Source. When spiritual items are born, they are accompanied by an initial power that is the very origin of their survival and growth as an item spirit. Source Power is to a spiritual item what innate bone structure is to a human. The difference is that a spiritual item’s Source grows over time, but at an extremely slow pace—it takes hundreds of years to generate just one wisp. For a newborn spirit like the little Zither Spirit, the Source Power he used wasn’t even something cultivated later, but something he was born with. You can imagine how precious it is. A sliver of Source Power has many benefits for an ordinary item spirit. Unfortunately, you aren’t an item spirit, so the benefits aren’t as many, but it’s enough to strengthen your soul body and allow you to transform from a sword.]
[Ah!] Ling Chenyan said anxiously. [Then wouldn’t extracting this cause great harm to Jinjin?]
[What do you think? This is Innate Source. You’ve only known the kid for a few days; why is he so good to you?]
Ling Chenyan was deeply moved, but at the same time, she was anxious: [Can this power be returned? I don’t really need it right now. If he gets hurt because of this, wouldn’t my sin be too great?]
[In theory, extracting Source Power does indeed leave one very weak. But you don’t need to worry too much. After all, he is a Divine Artifact, and the Source Power has already fused with you. If you want to return it, the only way would be to refine you.]
Ling Chenyan: “…”
Forget it. Since I can’t return it now, I’ll try to find more spiritual items and tools to see if I can help him recover as quickly as possible.
But the most important thing right now is to ensure his safety.
As Ling Chenyan was pondering how to relocate Jinjin, a voice reached her ears: “Yinye, come here.”
Ling Chenyan was startled. Just as she was about to say she couldn’t move, she felt her body suddenly lift into the air. In an instant, she bypassed the screen and flew straight toward the woman on the bed.
Ling Chenyan was terrified: [System, save me!]
System: [Here comes the little flying sword~]
Ling Chenyan: *[…] *
After Guan Luowei said those words, she suddenly felt something was amiss. Just as she was about to get up, she saw a figure fly past the screen and lunge straight at her.
Almost instinctively, she reached out and caught the girl. The scent of pear blossoms filled her nose. The girl’s slender waist, which could be spanned by a single hand, was easily held in her arms. Guan Luowei let out a muffled groan as she was pinned to the bed by the girl.
The room fell into absolute silence. The candlelight flickered, vaguely revealing two bodies overlapped in intimate proximity.
The girl’s warm breath was right by her ear, puffing against her sensitive earlobe rhythmically. The heat traveled all the way up her cheek until even her fair, rounded ear turned a brilliant, vivid red.
“Get up,” Guan Luowei turned her head away and steadied her voice, trying her best not to appear so nervous.
“I can’t get up.” The girl lay by her ear, her voice sounding aggrieved and panicked.
Only then did Guan Luowei remember she had placed a spell on the girl. With a slight movement of her fingers, the spell on the girl was finally lifted.
The soft body left her embrace, taking with it the scent of pear blossoms and the lingering warmth.
Guan Luowei sat up and raised her eyes to meet the girl’s panicked, moist deer-like eyes, which were shimmering like a rippling pool of green water. The heart dwelling in her chest beat erratically with a violent “thump-thump” sound. Guan Luowei didn’t know how to respond, so she chilled her expression in an attempt to stop her wildly jumping heart.
Ling Chenyan felt her heart racing. The moment she met those cold eyes in a panic, she shifted her gaze away unyieldingly and nervously gripped her sleeve.
Just as she was about to defend herself, a cold voice rang out: “Change back to your sword form.”
The voice was stern and solemn, completely devoid of its usual gentleness.
Ling Chenyan was stunned. Looking at those cold eyes, she felt a wave of grievance.
Seriously, why so mean? Didn’t she call me over herself?
Pouting her lips aggrievedly, Ling Chenyan still did as she was told and changed back to her sword form, floating quietly in front of Guan Luowei, stubbornly refusing to look at her.
It was precisely because of this stubborn behavior that she completely failed to notice the crimson on Guan Luowei’s earlobes slowly fading away.
Guan Luowei took a deep breath, feeling her heart settle down quite a bit. She took an object out of her storage bag. Looking at the long sword before her, she suppressed that strange feeling in her heart and said, “Come here.”
Ling Chenyan didn’t look at her but obediently moved closer.
“This is for you.” Guan Luowei’s voice was flat as she handed over the item.
Ling Chenyan couldn’t hold back her curiosity after all. Looking down, she saw a beautiful, pale green sword tassel lying in Guan Luowei’s fair palm. The tassel was elegant and translucent, looking very precious.
Ling Chenyan’s eyes curved: “Is this for me?”
Guan Luowei nodded slightly, as if giving away a small trinket. She pulled the silver sword over and gently tied the tassel to the hilt.
Encircled in the woman’s arms and smelling that familiar cold fragrance, Ling Chenyan couldn’t help but say excitedly, “Did you make this yourself?”
Guan Luowei’s fingertips paused for a moment. Only after a long while did she softly murmur, “Mm.”
In a place where no one could see, the heat rose to her earlobes again.
The silver sword in her hand looked extremely happy. Once Guan Luowei finished tying it, she excitedly shook the tassel and asked, “Do I look good?!”
“You look good,” Guan Luowei couldn’t help but curl her lips as she looked at the silver sword.
“Hee hee! I knew Master was the best!” Ling Chenyan immediately decided to forget the scene where Guan Luowei had been mean to her.
No wonder she had been avoiding her lately—it was because she was secretly making a sword tassel for her!
Amidst her joy, Ling Chenyan transformed into her human form, happily hugged Guan Luowei, and rubbed against her chest. “Thank you, Master! I’m going out to show off!”
With that, ignoring Guan Luowei who was stunned on the bed, she turned into her sword form and flew out of the bamboo house at high speed.
Watching the silver sword flee almost in a panic, Guan Luowei felt a wave of heat rise to her face after the fact. The scent of pear blossoms seemed to linger at the tip of her nose. The girl’s soft cheek had been pressed against hers—warm and soft, like a cute little animal.
With a strange smile on her lips, Guan Luowei sat quietly on the bed and slowly began to regulate her breathing.
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Ling Chenyan ran out the door in one breath. It wasn’t just because she was eager to show off; it was because her heart was racing after she had gathered the courage to hug the Big Villain.
She actually dared to act like a rogue and hug the Big Villain, and she even successfully took advantage of her!
The System cursed her inwardly: [You rogue! Stealing a fragrance and pilfering jade—simply shameless!]
[Hehe, hehe, she made me a sword tassel!]
System: […Dammit.]
Ling Chenyan was in a wonderful mood right now. She didn’t want to waste any more time on the System and prepared to sneak into Li Xiu’s room to find her “little brother” and show off to him.
After all, the tassel her master made was much better-looking than the one his master made.
The night outside was turbulent. Ling Chenyan ran a long distance and finally hid outside Li Xiu’s bamboo house. Using the secret language between item spirits, she called out: “Little brother, little brother! Come out!”
No sword responded to her.
Could he be asleep?
Ling Chenyan quietly approached the bamboo house and peeked inside through the window. The house was pitch black. By the moonlight, she saw that there was no one on the bed at all.
Li Xiu wasn’t in the room. Where could he have gone in the middle of the night?
Ling Chenyan was a bit puzzled, but since she couldn’t search every single place in such a large sect, she returned the way she came to Guan Luowei’s side.
Seeing her return so quickly, Guan Luowei raised an eyebrow: “Why didn’t you stay out for an hour today?”
Ling Chenyan was a bit dejected and said, “That Li Xiu isn’t in his room, so my little brother isn’t there either.”
Speaking of which, Ling Chenyan suddenly remembered something. She transformed into her human form again, waved her hand, and a large pile of treasures and spiritual stones clattered onto the bed once more.
Ling Chenyan pushed the items toward Guan Luowei and said, “Master, look! These are a bunch of ownerless items I found in the Lingxiao Immortal Sect, so I brought them back!”
Guan Luowei’s mouth twitched slightly as she looked at the bed full of treasures. She looked up at the woman before her and asked, “Ownerless items?”
Ling Chenyan nodded a bit guiltily and smiled: “They’re all for you, Master. After all, I… can’t use them.” After all, I can always find more.
Guan Luowei glanced at the pile of treasures and looked at the girl with a half-smile: “Is this another betrothal gift for me?”
Ling Chenyan’s face turned red. “No…”
She felt completely unable to defend herself, so she simply changed back into her sword form.
Guan Luowei shook her head helplessly and said, “Then, thank you.”
She accepted the treasures naturally and didn’t mention the betrothal gift again. Ling Chenyan became happy again and crawled into the blankets.
The System cried out sorrowfully in her mind: [Waaaah! You liar! My spiritual stones! My money!!]
Ling Chenyan said: [I left some for you, stop screaming.]
[Really?]
[Of course!] Though most of it went to Guan Luowei.
The System didn’t know that. It was very happy, thinking the host had finally remembered it.
Guan Luowei turned over and lay on the bed. Listening to the quirky thoughts of the person beside her, her lips curled up unconsciously as she closed her eyes.
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The dark night churned, with layers of dark clouds shrouding the sky and swallowing most of the bright moon.
Somewhere in the Lingxiao Immortal Sect.
The Sect Leader and the Peak Lords gathered here. All of them looked joyful as they stared at the golden zither before them.
The zither was about three feet long and wrapped in golden light. It exuded a sense of nobility along with a strong, oppressive aura. Cloud patterns like flowing water were carved onto its body from top to bottom, resembling a long dragon coiled upon it. The strings were transparent and tough, emitting a faint white glow. A light touch of the fingers on the strings produced a low, resonating sound—like a tiger’s roar or a dragon’s cry.
Sect Leader Zhen Xuzi was overjoyed. “Guize, is what you said true? This Deceptive God Zither has truly awakened a Zither Spirit?”
His eyes were full of expectation, filled with disbelief yet tinged with longing. Among the four ancient divine artifacts, only the Deceptive God Zither had lacked a spirit. This had greatly diminished its power, so it had always been kept in a cave and nurtured with arrays. Now, the clouds had finally parted to reveal the moon. How could Zhen Xuzi not be excited?
Daoist Guize, shrouded in a black robe, let out a raspy, unpleasant “Mm.”
Zhen Xuzi said happily, “Good, good, that’s truly wonderful.”
Beside him, Daoist Ling Xu and Daoist Chen Xu were also full of excitement. A Divine Artifact’s spirit appearing in the Lingxiao Immortal Sect was a momentous event for them. If they could tame the Deceptive God Zither and make it acknowledge them as its master…
A flash of greed crossed the hearts of everyone present, but they suppressed it well.
“However,” Daoist Guize spoke again while everyone was excited, “I have found traces of demonic energy within the Lingxiao Immortal Sect.”
Zhen Xuzi’s expression froze, and his joyful face darkened significantly.
Daoist Ling Xu spoke up: “Could it be that some of the demon disciples we captured have escaped?”
As soon as he spoke, he felt a cold gaze land on him. Daoist Ling Xu’s body tensed. Following the gaze, he indeed saw Daoist Guize looking at him from afar—chilly and icy, no less sinister than an evil entity.
Daoist Ling Xu trembled. If he hadn’t known that the person before him was so eerie because of the cultivation technique he practiced, he would have suspected Daoist Guize of being an evil spirit himself.
Daoist Chen Xu spoke to diffuse the tension: “Unlikely. We know Brother Guize’s strength. Those youngsters can’t stir up any waves, let alone escape from Brother Guize’s hands.”
The group exchanged glances.
That meant a member of the demon race had infiltrated their Lingxiao Immortal Sect.
Zhen Xuzi was familiar with Daoist Guize’s ways. He spoke up: “Guize, since you say this, does it mean you have tracked the whereabouts of this demon disciple?”
Everyone’s gaze focused on Daoist Guize, only to see him slowly utter two words: “Luo Yan.”
Hearing this name, Daoist Chen Xu’s expression froze. He then said darkly, “I remember this disciple. She was part of the mission to Fengxiang Town last time. She’s actually a demon disciple?”
Guize didn’t say anything more. He sent a transmission, and a moment later, a person slowly walked into the main hall.
The person was tall, but he walked like a marionette. He gripped his sword tightly as he walked toward the group step by step.
“Li Xiu?” Daoist Chen Xu was shocked. “Why is he here?”
No one answered him. Li Xiu walked quietly before the group and stood still, his eyes completely hollow.
Daoist Guize looked at Li Xiu: “On that day in Fengxiang Town, was it truly you who killed that monster?”
The group fell silent for a moment. Li Xiu’s mechanical voice rang out: “It wasn’t me, nor was it Junior Brother Zhang. Junior Brother Zhang fainted at the very beginning, and I fainted later as well. Only Junior Sister Luo didn’t faint. But they said my sword killed that monster.”
As he spoke, Li Xiu suddenly bowed and offered up his sword with both hands.
Seeing Li Xiu’s state, Daoist Chen Xu frowned and looked at Daoist Guize: “Did you use a Soul-Confusion technique on him?”
Daoist Guize didn’t answer him. He reached out and took the trembling sword from Li Xiu’s palm. A strange grey light emanated from his hand as he said, “What exactly happened that day?”
After asking, he tossed the sword back into Li Xiu’s palm.
Li Xiu looked at the sword in his hand and repeated the sword spirit’s meaning word for word: “It was Luo Yan. She killed the monster. She is a demon.”
After saying these words, the sword in Li Xiu’s hand suddenly rolled out of his palm and—clack—snapped into two pieces.
Daoist Chen Xu’s pupils shrank: “This is…”
Daoist Guize’s raspy voice rang out, finishing his unspoken words: “The Backlash of the Heavenly Way.”
If a person who swears by the Heavenly Way ever breaks their promise, at worst they will die and their soul will be extinguished, never to enter reincarnation; at best, they will be severely injured and unconscious with a shattered soul.
The facts were before them, and everyone’s expression was very grim.
Daoist Chen Xu stood up immediately and said, “This old man will go and capture this demon right now!”
“Wait!” Zhen Xuzi’s eyes flickered. “Let’s hear what Guize has to say first.”
Daoist Chen Xu stopped in his tracks and looked at Daoist Guize along with the others.
Daoist Guize said indifferently: “This person is very strong. To deal with her, we need to use the Deceptive God Zither.”
Their gazes fell back onto the Deceptive God Zither. Seeing this, Daoist Guize said, “If we had the Spirit-Awakening Pill, the chances of this zither acknowledging a master would be much higher. Unfortunately…”
Daoist Ling Xu frowned: “Such evil items have long been banned in the cultivation world. Right now, we have an opportunity to deal with her.”
Zhen Xuzi’s eyes sparkled: “Are you talking about… the Sect Competition?”
Daoist Ling Xu nodded: “As long as we unite with the other sects, no matter how high her strength is, she won’t be able to turn the tide.”
Everyone looked at each other and felt this plan was feasible. Even if the Deceptive God Zither hadn’t acknowledged a master, it would be much more powerful now that it had a Zither Spirit.
Daoist Guize watched as the group discussed the details of dealing with Guan Luowei and then fell silent.
The Spirit-Awakening Pill had been stolen, and the demon’s target was presumably the Deceptive God Zither as well. Thus, he had reported the matter to the sect. With the zither under strict guard, the demon would have no way to get it.
As for his mission… Daoist Guize’s breathing turned heavy. In the end, he had failed to complete it.
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The next day, Guan Luowei was woken up by a weight on her. Upon waking, she felt something fuzzy near her neck.
Turning her head slightly, she saw the girl’s peaceful and calm sleeping face.
Guan Luowei’s gaze started from her brow—below the curved, crescent-like eyebrows were long, curled lashes. Her thin eyelids covered those clear, bright eyes, making her look exceptionally tranquil.
Further down was a pert nose and slightly parted, rosy lips.
Guan Luowei gently moved the girl’s arms and legs off her. She got up and saw that the sky outside was still early. She opened her communication token and began to discuss with the old Demon Emperor.
When Ling Chenyan groggily opened her eyes, the sun outside was already high. The stinging sunlight cast a golden glow over the black hair of the woman by the window. Her perfect profile was half-hidden in the sunlight, looking like a dream or a celestial being descended to earth.
Seeing her wake up, the “celestial being” paused and walked toward her. “You’re finally awake?”
Ling Chenyan sat up in a daze, a stray hair sticking up on her head. She asked blankly, “Are you talking to me?”
As she spoke, she reached out and pinched her own arm.
Seeing Ling Chenyan’s dazed appearance, Guan Luowei couldn’t help but find it a bit amusing. Just as she was about to speak, she heard the person let out a soft “hiss,” her eyes suddenly lighting up: “Fairness, be my wife!”
The smile on Guan Luowei’s lips froze. She silently walked out of the sunlight toward her, squinting at her: “What did you say?”
Ling Chenyan was startled awake by her own shout. Realizing what she had said after the fact, she quickly said, “Nothing, nothing.”
Her habit of wanting to call any beauty “wife” was truly hard to break.
Guan Luowei looked at her with a half-smile and walked closer, looking down at her: “That’s twice now.”
She had already asked her to be her wife twice.
Once when she was drunk, and once when she had just woken up.
Ling Chenyan naturally knew what she was talking about. Her sleepiness flew away in fright as she said sheepishly, “I thought you weren’t my master just now.”
Ling Chenyan tried hard to explain that she didn’t have any thoughts of insubordination, but she looked up to see Guan Luowei’s lips tighten as she said coldly, “Is that so?”
Ling Chenyan: “…” I feel like I said the wrong thing.
Guan Luowei didn’t pay her any more mind and turned back to the window.
Ling Chenyan carefully got up, walked to Guan Luowei’s side, gently grabbed her sleeve, and called out coaxingly, “Master.”
Guan Luowei’s eyes shifted to glance at her. Although she didn’t speak, her expression softened considerably.
Seeing this, Ling Chenyan was about to continue acting spoiled, but Guan Luowei calmly turned around, met her gaze, and said, “Come out with me.”
The weather was clear and cloudless.
Ling Chenyan followed Guan Luowei all the way to the martial arts field, weaving through the crowd.
“Hey, have you heard? They say the Eldest Senior Brother will be going to the Sect Competition this time too!”
“Really? Then won’t we definitely take first place again!”
“Of course. It’s just a pity that Senior Sister Qingwan can’t go. Sigh.“
“Why is that? Doesn’t Senior Sister Lin always stay by Eldest Senior Brother’s side? Why isn’t she participating this time?”
“I heard Senior Sister Qingwan got injured while performing a mission down the mountain a few days ago, so she can’t participate in the competition this time.”
“I see…”
Hearing their conversation, Ling Chenyan made a mental note: Lin Qingwan was injured, and Mu Yunze was participating in the competition.
Guan Luowei didn’t stop and continued walking forward.
“Holy crap, do you know? Our sect’s Divine Artifact has awakened a spirit!”
“What’s going on? How do you know?”
“The Sect Leader just said so. Quick, look at the communication device!”
After hearing this, the disciple quickly took out the device, followed by another “holy crap.”
Guan Luowei’s heart stirred. Daoist Guize was so intent on the Deceptive God Zither; he actually told the news to the Lingxiao Immortal Sect? But it was understandable. It seemed he quite liked the “big gift” she had left for him.
Ling Chenyan followed Guan Luowei, stopping and starting as she gathered a lot of news. After leaving the martial arts field, both of them let out a sigh of relief.
The reason was simply that the smell at the martial arts field was too unpleasant.
Ling Chenyan followed Guan Luowei, her sword tassel swaying freely as she walked. She felt like since she had just gotten something new, it didn’t feel right unless she showed it off a bit. She quietly leaned into Guan Luowei’s ear and said, “Master, can I go find my little brother for a bit?”
Guan Luowei saw through Ling Chenyan’s thoughts almost instantly and said, “Alright.”
It so happened she also wanted to investigate Li Xiu. Originally, she thought that after she pushed the credit for killing the monster onto his sword, he would find her to ask about the specifics, but he hadn’t. Guan Luowei had grown suspicious.
The person and the sword arrived at Li Xiu’s door, only to be told by a nearby disciple that Li Xiu had taken a mid-level mission and gone down the mountain yesterday; he wasn’t in the sect right now.
Ling Chenyan’s attempt to show off failed, and she felt a bit dejected.
Just then, a man walked up to Guan Luowei and asked in surprise, “Junior Sister Luo? What are you doing here?”
Ling Chenyan looked up to see Mu Yunze’s face with its hypocritical smile.
Guan Luowei’s expression turned cold almost instantly as she said, “Why isn’t Senior Brother Mu accompanying Senior Sister Lin? What are you doing here?”
Mu Yunze paused slightly and smiled: “I’ve come to get some medicine for Wanwan.”
“Oh,” Guan Luowei replied flatly and turned to leave.
The smile on Mu Yunze’s face froze. He quickly stepped forward to stop her, but Guan Luowei’s eyes turned icy, and a sword suddenly appeared before her.
Ling Chenyan floated in front of Guan Luowei, staring quietly at Mu Yunze.
Mu Yunze’s expression turned a bit ugly. He took two steps back and said, “Junior Sister, I didn’t mean anything else. I just wanted to tell you that if you have any difficulties, you can ask me for help.”
This time, Guan Luowei didn’t even want to give him a cold look. She turned and left with the silver sword.
Mu Yunze was left standing there alone with a grim expression.
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Time flew by, and soon the day of the Sect Competition arrived.
Cultivators from all sects gathered at the Lingxiao Immortal Sect, eager to make friends through martial arts. Within the sect, many disciples had gone to the outdoor martial arts stage.
Guan Luowei and Ling Chenyan took this time to investigate various parts of the sect.
The remaining two peaks belonged to Zhen Xuzi and Daoist Ling Xu. Both the person and the sword felt that the Deceptive God Zither was most likely at the Sect Leader’s peak. So, while there were few people around, Guan Luowei and Ling Chenyan went to Zhen Xuzi’s peak openly.
Thanks to the chaotic crowd in the sect today, Guan Luowei was able to enter Zhen Xu Peak easily wearing the disciple uniform.
Guan Luowei’s plan was to take the Deceptive God Zither first. As long as she had it, there would be no one in the Lingxiao Immortal Sect who could match her. At that time, she could kill Mu Yunze whenever she wanted.
However, Zhen Xu Peak was vast. If they searched aimlessly, they didn’t know how long it would take.
Ling Chenyan said: “Why don’t we split up? After two hours, whether we’ve found it or not, we’ll meet at the foot of the peak.”
Guan Luowei’s gaze shifted as she looked at the silver sword before her with some concern.
Ling Chenyan transformed into her human form, stood before Guan Luowei, and blinked: “Don’t worry, Master. I still have a bit of ability to protect myself.”
Guan Luowei shifted her gaze and nodded: “Then be careful.”
With that, she placed several restrictions on her. If she were attacked, Guan Luowei would know her location immediately. After placing the restrictions, she gave her several life-saving treasures and said, “One and a half hours. If you can’t find it, come back.”
Ling Chenyan blinked. She didn’t know if it was her imagination, but she felt like Guan Luowei’s ears were a bit red.
She watched the other’s receding back and sped up in another direction.
There was always a faint connection and resonance between item spirits. Ling Chenyan ran south for a long time and finally felt a wisp of a familiar aura. She quickly increased her speed and finally saw a familiar sword in a forest of jagged rocks.
Ling Chenyan was horrified and quickly stepped forward to check. The sword was indeed Li Xiu’s, and that extremely weak resonance came from her “little brother” who seemed about to draw his last breath.
“Guyue, Guyue, how did you end up like this?” Ling Chenyan asked anxiously. She quickly took out some morning dew for nurturing souls from her storage space to help nourish his remaining soul.
Guyue’s voice was intermittent, as if he would stop breathing at any moment: “You… you quick, run. They, they know your master’s and… and your identity… I’m, I’m sorry…”
Ling Chenyan’s pupils shrank. She took a deep breath, picked him up anyway, nourished him with the dew, and placed him in a spiritual tool, saying, “Don’t talk for now. I’ll take you to find my master.”
Ling Chenyan’s mind raced. The only way they could know Guan Luowei’s identity was if Guyue had revealed it. But Guyue had sworn by the Heavenly Way; he certainly wouldn’t reveal it voluntarily. Yet he had still ended up like this.
That meant he had eventually spoken and suffered the backlash. Spiritual tools had their own ways of communicating. If someone else wanted to know an item spirit’s thoughts, they could only do so through their master. This meant Senior Brother Li Xiu had likely already met with foul play.
Yes, she should have noticed earlier. Li Xiu’s injuries had just healed; how could he take a mission now? Even if he did, he wouldn’t do it before the Sect Competition.
It had been seven days since Li Xiu went missing. This meant they had known Guan Luowei’s true identity seven days ago, yet they hadn’t exposed her. Instead, they had waited until today.
Today… right, today was the Sect Competition. Powerful cultivators from sects all over the world were gathered here. They wanted to use the hands of the world’s cultivators to deal with Guan Luowei!
The more Ling Chenyan thought, the more alarmed she became. And there was Jinjin. If this were true, Jinjin’s current situation probably wasn’t good either. Even if they couldn’t tame him, they would try various methods. And Jinjin had just extracted his Source for her; he was at his weakest.
Damn it all.
Ling Chenyan gritted her teeth in hatred, wanting to return to Guan Luowei’s side immediately.
Her speed increased further. Just as she was about to fly out of the bamboo forest, she suddenly felt a powerful aura filled with malice rushing toward her.
Ling Chenyan turned her head sharply, preparing to transform into a sword to block the attack. But at the moment she turned, she saw a person shrouded in a black robe slowly lift their head and look at her.
Under the black robe was a pair of blood-red eyes.
Cold, evil, and slimy—like being stared at by a cold and slimy poisonous snake.
Uncontrollably, double images appeared in Ling Chenyan’s eyes.
A moment before she lost consciousness, she remembered the monster in Xiangfeng Town. Its eyes had been just like this.
Author’s Note:
Ling: Master, save me!
Guan: (Rushing into the crowd) Who dares touch my wife!
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