"Junior sister, wake up. Junior sister..."
Whose voice is this?
Having just faced two life-or-death situations, Lu Zhaozhao felt a little annoyed when she heard someone calling her name again.
"Master, my junior sister..."
Master? Yunxian?
Lu Zhaozhao tried to open her eyes, but they felt unusually heavy, and no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open them.
Another voice came to my ears, but it didn't seem to come from the outside world; it came from my mind.
Before me stood a man with a full beard, who appeared to be quite badly injured.
"Who are you?" Lu Zhaozhao asked cautiously.
"Have you ever heard of the name Wei Zhanjie?" the man asked.
Lu Zhaozhao shook her head, but the man burst into laughter.
"Hahaha, are they so afraid of me that they even have to hide my name?"
Lu Zhaozhao looked at the somewhat deranged person in front of her and didn't know what to do.
The man in front of her, whom she would call Wei Zhanjie, laughed for a long time before turning to look at Lu Zhaozhao.
"It doesn't matter if you don't know. Let me ask you a question: Do you want to stand out from the crowd and become the number one in the world?" Wei Zhanjie looked at Lu Zhaozhao with certainty. He believed that no cultivator could resist this temptation.
Lu Zhaozhao remained silent for a long time before speaking: "I want to, but you are nothing but a remnant soul."
Wei Zhanjie was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "Yes, I am just a remnant soul." But he immediately returned to his unruly demeanor, "But even if I am just a remnant soul, I can easily deal with you."
Lu Zhaozhao didn't speak, she just stared at him quietly.
Wei Zhanjie felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze and said, "What, you don't believe me?"
“I believe you,” Lu Zhaozhao replied, “but you won’t kill me, will you?”
This time, Wei Zhanjie was speechless. Lu Zhaozhao continued, "The condition of being the best in the world is undeniably tempting, but I am merely a Golden Core cultivator. Unless there is a special reason, you wouldn't be looking for me alone. I guess you are the master of Zhili Yi."
Wei Zhanjie squinted and carefully examined the girl in front of him. In his eyes, she was just a child who looked about fifteen or sixteen and was still growing, yet she was able to remain so calm in this situation and even seemed to have guessed quite a bit.
"Yes," Wei Zhanjie readily admitted.
“I’ve been to the stone chamber and have this thing in my mind, which is why you were able to find me. But you’ve never appeared before. I guess your appearance also needs a trigger.”
Wei Zhanjie just looked at her quietly and said, and Lu Zhaozhao didn't pause either: "It's Dan Niang's illusion at Mushan Nunnery, isn't it?"
Wei Zhanjie smiled with satisfaction and nodded.
Lu Zhaozhao nodded and asked, "What do I need to give in return?"
"Huh?" The sudden question left Wei Zhanjie somewhat bewildered. He wondered to himself if the descendants of thousands of years later had become like this. He was increasingly unable to figure it out.
Lu Zhaozhao patiently explained, "Didn't you want me to become the best in the world? Isn't that what you mean by making a deal with me?"
"Aren't you afraid I'm lying to you?" Wei Zhanjie asked, intrigued.
Before arriving at Mushan, Lu Zhaozhao would never have believed it, but Mushan Temple was different. Even the book didn't fully explain its strangeness, as if it were a secret realm independent of the world line in the book. Even just scratching the surface was amazing enough.
The person in front of her clearly had some connection with Mushan Nunnery, which was enough for Lu Zhaozhao to take a gamble.
The system is similar to the Heavenly Dao, so the Heavenly Dao does not allow her to do anything out of line, so she seeks a way outside the Heavenly Dao!
"I'm not afraid!" Lu Zhaozhao said resolutely.
Wei Zhanjie burst into laughter again. Whether in his life or in death, this was the first time he had ever met such an interesting person, someone who dared to negotiate with him, dared to say that he was not afraid of him, and dared to stay in the same space with him without being killed by him.
"You're quite bold," Wei Zhanjie said with a raised eyebrow and a smile. "Though I am a remnant soul, I can still attach myself to the Fragmented Soul. I'll help you become the strongest in the world, and you help me rebuild my physical body, how about it?"
"Reconstructing the physical body?" Lu Zhaozhao asked in surprise, "You seem to have been gone for quite some time, and what remains is just a remnant soul. How can you be brought back to life?"
"Cough cough cough." Wei Zhanjie coughed violently, looking at Lu Zhaozhao with displeasure, and complained, "You young man really don't know how to talk. If I can say such a thing, I must be confident."
"Okay, so what do I need to do?" Lu Zhaozhao asked.
“Of course you can’t do anything right now, we’ll talk about it later,” Wei Zhanjie said bitterly, then pointed a finger at Lu Zhaozhao’s forehead, causing her to feel a sharp pain. Wei Zhanjie’s voice faded into the distance: “Just digest this energy.”
After his figure disappeared, the sound I had heard at the beginning came back to my ears.
"Junior sister, junior sister, master..."
"You're awake, stop trying to wake you up." This time, Lu Zhaozhao opened her eyes easily.
The first thing that caught her eye was Ying Che's handsome face. He asked with concern in his eyes, "Junior sister, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"
"Damn it," Lu Zhaozhao cursed inwardly. "It's just like what they said when I first transmigrated. Could it be a restart?"
However, she still obediently spoke up: "I'm fine, senior brother, but why did I go back to the sect?"
Lu Zhaozhao looked at the familiar decorations before her; it was the same small house she had in the Qing Dynasty during Emperor Huizong's reign.
Ying Che feigned a cold face and said sternly, "You still have the nerve to ask? Luckily, Fairy Yaotong of Tianyin Sect saw that you were still unconscious and crushed the wooden plaque given to you by Master to bring you out. Otherwise, if something had happened to you inside, I'm afraid I would never be able to forgive myself for the rest of my life."
"What does this have to do with Senior Brother?" Lu Zhaozhao asked, puzzled.
Ying Che returned to his usual self. He gently patted Lu Zhaozhao's head and said softly, "You were injured before this trip. The area down the mountain is fraught with danger, and I haven't accompanied you yet. Zhaozhao, you've been by my side since you became my disciple at the age of five. My master is away most of the year. In my heart, you are my little sister, and I don't want anything to happen to you."
Lu Zhaozhao was somewhat moved. She thought of the scene in the original book where Lu Zhaozhao stabbed Ying Che with her sword. At that time, Ying Che's face showed sadness and confusion, but he still used his last bit of strength to touch her head.
Ying Che is truly a very good person.
She flashed a big smile and loudly promised Ying Che, "I will definitely be more careful in the future and won't let my senior brother worry!"
Ying Che's smile deepened, his voice gentle, flowing like a stream, as he recounted to her the events of the past few days.
“A few days ago, I was ordered to go to the Northern Region and happened to obtain a fire fox pelt, which I used to make a cloak for you. In a few days, Master will be going out again, I heard to discuss the Golden Palace Banquet. By the way, Master also brought back a junior sister, but she seems a little afraid of people…”
A gentle breeze rustled the wind chimes by the window, and it seemed as if snow was falling outside. Inside, the candlelight shone warmly, casting shadowy figures, like a lighthouse on a dark sea, guiding travelers on their way home.
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