Chapter 1 Rebirth (Part 1) I was reborn again.
Snap—
A raindrop fell onto the windowsill, splashing water droplets and waking the sleeping girl.
A slight chill ran down her face. The first thing Qingxing did after opening her eyes was to grab the bronze mirror by the bedside and look at herself.
The person in the mirror had almond-shaped eyes, a red mole on the tip of her upturned nose, and chubby cheeks—she looked like a sixteen-year-old girl who was still quite young.
Qingxing sighed softly. Just as she had thought, she had been reborn.
This is the third time she has been reborn with her memories intact.
When she was reborn for the first time, she didn't think much of it, just that she had a very long dream. But later, everything that happened and everything that was said around her was too familiar, so much so that when Qingxing stood in the center of an event that seemed to have been rehearsed in advance, she could only tilt her head and say faintly: "Huh?"
Having been reborn a second time, Qingxing had grown accustomed to everything around her and even accepted living according to the predetermined path. But as if fate was playing a cruel joke on her, one sunny afternoon, as she was hanging out her newly washed clothes to dry, a familiar red light descended from the sky, and she fell into a deep sleep once more.
When Qingxing opened her eyes again, it was now—her third year in Taihua Mountain.
The feeling of repeatedly dying and coming back to life was unpleasant, but unfortunately, she was an extremely easygoing person. It only took her a moment to calmly accept everything and prepare to welcome her sixteen-year-old self again.
She sat up from the bed, but felt something was wrong—her knees felt heavy, as if something was pressing down on them.
Qingxing looked down and saw a book with a blue silk cover lying on her lap, slowly moving as if it were about to slip off.
Perhaps because she had just woken up, her mind was not fully clear yet; she just looked and did not reach out to help.
With a "thud," the book hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
The book lay open, stopped at a certain page, and there wasn't a single word on it. Qingxing found it strange: Did she have this book during her two previous rebirths?
But she quickly put the question out of her mind, thinking it might be because she had a love for painting when she was sixteen. After all, she always died in her prime, and she couldn't remember the specific details.
Qingxing put on her shoes and bent down to place the book on the bed.
She opened the door again, and a cool spring breeze brushed past her hair and slowly flowed into the room.
Even the books on the tatami were stirred by the slight breeze, their pages turning with a soft rustling sound.
Qingxing didn't notice that she picked up a green hairband, gently wrapped it around the end of her hair, and tied a knot neatly.
She nodded to herself in satisfaction in front of the mirror, then got up, intending to comb her hair to tidy up the stray strands on her forehead.
The moment his hand touched the comb, a shocking change occurred—
The gentle spring breeze suddenly turned fierce, as if carrying shards of ice, stinging Qingxing's cheeks. Her neatly tied hairband was blown away, and her long chestnut hair scattered in the air.
The window creaked and rattled in the wind, as if it were about to be blown off its original position at any moment.
Qingxing blinked, and suddenly felt the room brighten up. A flash of blue light knocked over a porcelain cup on the table, and the tea spilled down, wetting the large wooden floor.
She tentatively took a few steps forward, but did not feel the expected resistance. It was as if something was deliberately guiding her.
When she reached the source of the blue light—the book of unknown origin—the demonic wind suddenly stopped, and the room fell silent once more.
Qingxing squatted down, tilted her head, and quietly looked at the book on the tatami that was still turning its pages.
After a long while, she reached out, and the moment her fingers touched the page, a drop of blue liquid slid down the yellowed paper. The next moment, countless identical droplets appeared out of thin air, gathering at the seams of the book and gradually turning into a large, solidified mass of blue liquid.
Qingxing:?
She reached out and gently poked the water droplet. It was very elastic and bounced back immediately after being poked. Qingxing found it interesting and poked it more than a dozen times.
"Hey! Don't you have any manners? Why are you always poking people's butts?!"
A child's voice suddenly rang out, sounding particularly abrupt in Qingxing's room.
Qingxing trembled with shock. She looked around and made sure there wasn't a single child in the room.
"Look down there!"
Upon hearing this, Qingxing slowly lowered her head and saw that the blue unidentified object had somehow grown eyes and a mouth, and was now standing with its hands on its hips, looking at her angrily.
"Honestly, they don't even know how to care for children," Shui Tuan muttered under her breath, stomping her foot as if she was quite dissatisfied.
"Uh..." Qingxing blinked twice, making sure this wasn't her imagination. "You are..."
What is it?
The second half of her sentence was a bit offensive, so she didn't say it aloud. But Waterball naturally noticed; it sat on the book, crossed its legs, and began to introduce itself.
"I am the spirit of the venerable wordless heavenly book: Gu! Da!"
Guda's shape is that of a water droplet. Apart from having big eyes and a small mouth, its "hands" and "feet" are just strips extending from its body and have no specific shape. At this moment, it is posing and looks quite comical.
Mount Taihua is rich in spiritual energy, so it's not surprising that a book spirit could emerge from it. Qingxing looked at Guda and simply nodded: "Okay, Guda, what did you need me for?"
Feeling that her noble status was being ignored, Guda snorted and said, "I'm thirsty, I don't want to talk right now."
Qingxing glanced thoughtfully at the broken porcelain cup on the table, then reached out to pick up the book on the tatami mat and sat down by the window with Guda.
She placed the book on the windowsill: "There's dew here."
"Dew?!" Gudako had originally wanted to see what kind of trouble she could cause, but instead she was given dew to drink, and she immediately laughed in anger, "I won't drink it! Do you drink dew yourself? Why are you making me drink it?"
"I won't drink it." Qingxing shook her head honestly. "The book says that all things have a spirit. Book spirits and sword spirits grow by absorbing the essence of heaven and earth and do not eat mundane things. I thought you were like that too."
"you……"
Gudako hesitated, looking at the serious-looking girl in front of her, and thought: Is this person an idiot?
But then I thought, since this person was chosen by the wordless book of heaven, he shouldn't be too bad.
"Never mind, never mind..." Gudako waved her hand, seemingly not intending to argue with her, and steered the conversation back on track, "Do you know why you were reborn?"
Qingxing shook her head blankly, not at all surprised that it knew about her rebirth.
Guda cleared her throat and said in a serious tone, "Let me tell you straight, the world you live in is a cultivation novel. There's a villain in it, and he's a really bad guy! Many years later, he will open the gates of the Demon Realm again, and the world will be destroyed and restarted once more."
Qingxing gave a knowing "Oh," picked up a teacup that appeared out of nowhere, and calmly took a sip: "So? Why was I reborn?"
"What do you mean, 'so'?! The world is in chaos?!" Gudako stared at her in disbelief, even dropping her crossed legs. "You're the chosen one!"
Qingxing was taken aback: "The chosen one?"
Having lived three lifetimes, aside from being a bit too peaceful in nature, she didn't think she was anything special.
Gudako: "It's too complicated to explain to you in a short time... It would take days and nights to explain..."
Qingxing: "Okay."
Gudako: "In short, you are destined to save the world!"
Although she was skeptical of the claim that she was the chosen one, Qingxing nodded to indicate that she understood: "Is there anything I can do?"
Gudako stood up and floated into the air, circling around her head once: "Of course—we must find that world-destroying villain!"
Qingxing: "Okay."
His tone remained calm, without the slightest ripple.
For her, either way was acceptable. Living or dying was fine, and saving the world sounded good too.
Gudako was almost immune to this person's indifferent state of mind. It flew to Qingxing's drooping hand and pressed a water ripple mark on her hand.
"This is the Book Spirit Contract. From now on, I will be your Book Spirit."
"I will help you find the person behind this!"
Qingxing lowered her eyes and glanced at the mark.
The blue mark flashed for only a moment before disappearing quickly, as if it had never existed.
She didn't feel anything special, just a little confused: she actually had a book spirit too?
In her first three lifetimes, Qingxing's life was like a stagnant pool, just like her personality—without any surprises or unexpected events. To make a living, she entered Taihua Mountain as a menial disciple, and later, by chance, she was taken in by Jiuquchen as his first and last disciple.
I never expected that in my third rebirth, I would have such a noisy Gudako by my side.
What are you thinking about?
Guda perched on her shoulder. Seeing that she was lost in thought, it gently bounced around a few times to pull her back to reality.
"It's nothing." Qingxing got off the bed, picked up the hair ribbon from the floor, and tied her hair back up. "There's a problem."
Who is the villain?
Gudako frankly admitted, "I don't know."
Before Qingxing could speak, it continued, "This was originally a cultivation novel with an upgrade system... The plot was supposed to be about the protagonist cultivating to the righteous path, but the gate to the demon realm was inexplicably opened without any warning... I only know some of the rules of this world."
Upon hearing this, Qingxing remained silent, staring at it expressionlessly.
"But!" Gudako rolled her eyes guiltily and did a somersault in the air, "This world has a protagonist!"
The implication is that as long as you follow the protagonist, you'll be fine, since wherever the protagonist is, there will inevitably be villains!
Qingxing remained silent, thinking that things were more complicated than she had imagined.
The protagonist? That must be someone with exceptional talent, someone who attracts everyone's attention.
To observe them at all times, you must stand at the same level.
It seems there are quite a lot of things to do in this lifetime.
But she didn't really care, after all, everything should be done step by step, especially when it comes to catching villains.
The most important thing right now—Qingxing glanced at her rumbling stomach.
"I'm going to the kitchen. Will you come with me?"
"certainly!"
Mount Taihua has six peaks, each governed by a different elder. Qingxing and her master, Jiuquchen, reside on the main peak, Qiyun, where spiritual energy is abundant, and there are many disciples. With the sect leader present, the food in the kitchen is naturally the best.
As soon as Qingxing stepped inside, Guda was so overwhelmed by the aroma that it flew into the air and was dazzled by all sorts of food.
"I want this, this, this, and this!"
It randomly picked up a variety of dishes, including red bean rice cake, mung bean soup, and chestnut cake.
Qingxing followed behind, carrying a bunch of food in her arms. She glanced past the meat buns at the satisfied Guda and wondered: Is it really a book spirit?
Why is it different from what I saw in the book?
Guda was oblivious, her attention drawn to the steaming flower roll beside her. Qingxing shook her head, expressionless, and walked to the corner with her things, tossing them onto the small table where she usually sat.
She had no friends on Mount Taihua. She usually ate alone, quietly taking her food and sitting in a corner, which made her seem out of place compared to the groups of disciples.
Today is the same, but there's an extra Gudako.
Qingxing straightened up, intending to make another trip to get Guda everything she wanted to eat.
Just then, a pair of white boots came into view, blocking Qingxing's path. The newcomer spoke, his voice extremely arrogant.
"Hey, Junior Sister Qingxing, long time no see! What brings you to the kitchen today?"
Qingxing looked up and glanced at him indifferently: "Senior Brother Su Lin."
“I’ve always been here, you just haven’t seen me.”
Upon hearing this, Su Lin clicked his tongue impatiently.
Among the disciples who entered the sect at the same time, the one he looked down on the most was this green apricot in front of him.
Mingming was originally just a beggar who used her cleverness to sneak into Taihua Mountain as a handyman. If Qingxing had been sensible and obediently done her work, Su Lin wouldn't have said anything. But by sheer coincidence, the sect leader's younger brother, Jiuquchen, took a liking to her and accepted her as his only disciple. From then on, Qingxing rose rapidly in rank and became his equal.
Su Lin did not want to become a disciple of Jiu Qu Chen, after all, Jiu Qu Chen was a complete good-for-nothing who did not strive for progress and only knew how to eat, drink and have fun.
What he was jealous of was the elixirs, weapons, and magical treasures that Jiu Qu Chen gave to Qing Xing. These were things that he had to fight tooth and nail to win under the sect leader, but Qing Xing didn't even have a chance to win.
Unfortunately, Qingxing was quite arrogant and didn't care about these magical treasures, making him seem like a joke.
On what grounds?!
People should stay in their proper positions. The servants should just do their odd jobs and not come up to compete with him for opportunities!
A note from the author:
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Qingxing: I was just passing by when I glanced at Su Lin.
Su Lin: You've been provoking me all along!
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