Ling Yeyao's azure sect robes billowed in the wind, and the stray hairs on his forehead fluttered in the breeze. He sheathed his sword.
"Young lady, may I ask which sect you belong to?"
Jiang Duxue noticed that someone had stolen Ling Yeyao's attention, and her eyes turned cold, revealing a ruthless glint in them where he couldn't see.
"I am a rogue cultivator, without any sect."
Shen Muqing answered, glancing at the group's formation. It seemed that Ling Yeyao was at the head, with a group of disciples behind him.
His clothes had intricate runes on them, while the other disciples wore only ordinary blue belted robes.
Shen Muqing's voice was somewhat charming, and her eyes unconsciously carried a hint of allure, which was neutralized by her clear eyes. In fact, she didn't understand how it was possible for this body to not be able to find a single man to cultivate with.
She looked disheveled and pitiful, her hair a mess.
"I just thanked this fellow Daoist for his help; you are truly amazing."
Ling Yeyao, his chauvinistic tendencies kicking in, immediately declared, "How can a young lady survive in this dangerous place unarmed? Why don't you come with us?"
"Is it okay?" Shen Muqing's eyes skipped over Ling Yeyao and looked at Jiang Duxue. Jiang Duxue's vicious expression hadn't faded yet, and she gritted her teeth under Shen Muqing's gaze.
"Why are you looking at Du Xue? I said it's okay, so it's okay. Besides, Junior Sister is so kind and innocent, she definitely wouldn't bear to leave you here alone."
"Right, Watari?"
“Yes, young lady, you can come with us.” Even if Jiang Duxue was unwilling, she had to agree on the surface.
"Then it's settled."
Ling Yeyao finalized the decision, single-handedly securing Shen Muqing's stay, and the other disciples dared not complain.
"Okay, thank you."
With someone protecting him, Shen Muqing was overjoyed. Free labor was free, so why not take advantage of it?
So the topic returned to what had just happened, and Jiang Duxue intentionally or unintentionally reminded Ling Yeyao, "Senior brother, you can even kill ghost beasts, let alone this low-level leopard. You are really amazing."
Yun Ruoyue maintained an expression of complete indifference throughout, leaning against the big tree with her sword in her arms and closing her eyes to rest.
"Ruoyue." Ling Yeyao called out to her, clearly still coveting the Ghost Grass. He was confident that Yun Ruoyue would take out the Ghost Grass, because Yun Ruoyue had never refused him before.
The sound was neither loud nor soft, but Yun Ruoyue seemed not to hear it, her eyes still closed. Ling Yeyao stepped forward and gently tried to touch her, but Yun Ruoyue suddenly opened her eyes, a cold light flashing in them. In that instant, Ling Yeyao sensed danger.
But only for a moment, and her gaze returned to normal, as if it were his imagination.
"Ah Yao, what's wrong?" Yun Ruoyue asked gently, her voice full of tenderness.
"Ruoyue, Duxue wants this Ghost Grass. Could you give it to her? I'll compensate you with something else."
Jiang Duxue stood behind Ling Yeyao, smiling victoriously. Her expression was so convincing that one couldn't help but slap her. If anyone could resist, Shen Muqing would call them a god.
It was absolutely hilarious. Shen Muqing watched this scene unfold: two women vying for one man, who was also a complete philanderer. He was filled with exasperation. "Where are your hands, heroine? Slap her already! What are you waiting for?"
However, what happened next gave Shen Muqing a headache. Yun Ruoyue hesitated for a moment, then took out the Ghost Grass from her spatial bag and handed it to Jiang Duxue.
"Junior sister, since you want it, you can take it."
"Thank you, Senior Sister." Jiang Duxue got what she wanted and provoked Yun Ruoyue, "So what if you are A Yao's Daoist partner? You still can't win his heart."
Ling Yeyao nodded in agreement, "Ruoxue is so understanding. Is there anything you want?"
This statement infuriated Shen Muqing; the female lead is truly tolerant.
"No need, Yao. As long as you're happy, I'm happy," Yun Ruoyue said considerately. If you didn't notice the clenched fist she was hiding behind her back, she really looked like a wife who put her husband first.
Next, the group ventured into the Monster Forest and gained a lot. What shocked Shen Muqing the most was that the strongest fighter was actually the seemingly gentle Yun Ruoyue. Her hand holding the sword didn't tremble at all; it was incredibly steady. Shen Muqing even wanted to become her disciple.
Shen Muqing just couldn't understand why, if she was so powerful, she would listen to Ling Yeyao. Was this the power of love? That was terrifying.
At night, Ling Yeyao chose a cave near the water as a place to rest, and he asked everyone to stop and rest to recuperate.
This training exercise was supposed to last for a month, and more than half of it had already passed. From their conversations, Shen Muqing had a general understanding of the situation in this world.
They are divided into three races: humans, demons, and monsters. The three races work together to keep each other in check. Humans can cultivate immortality, demons can cultivate, and monsters can too.
Shen Muqing found a corner to sit down and circulated his spiritual energy. After half an hour, it was as if he hadn't circulated it at all, because Shen Muqing couldn't feel much spiritual energy at all. This body's talent was really poor.
She watched as everyone in the cave meditated and adjusted their postures, while she was the only one doing something futile. She looked around and found that Yun Ruoyue was not there. Where could she have gone so late at night?
Shen Muqing mustered her courage and stepped out of the cave. The moon in the sky was very bright, casting her shadow on the ground in a long line.
She hadn't gone far when she heard the woman's furious voice.
"Fuck you, I'm so frustrated!"
"Damn system, you dead system! Once I cultivate the ruthless path and become an immortal, the first thing I'll do is destroy you, and that dog couple too."
With a loud bang, a large tree fell down.
"You just wait."
With another thud, the tree brushed past Shen Muqing's clothes and fell at her feet, leaving them staring at each other in disbelief.
Yun Ruoyue's aura changed drastically, filled with bloodthirsty killing intent. "You heard what I just said?"
"Would you believe me if I said no?" Shen Muqing's legs went weak; the power was too great, and she felt as if she were dying.
"What do you say? Choose a way to die. How do you want to die?"
She slowly approached, sword in hand, her face becoming incredibly alluring, a stark contrast to her innocent, innocent appearance during the day.
"Wait, wait." Shen Muqing unconsciously took a step back. "You're from another time?"
Upon hearing the word "system" in her words, Shen Muqing began to suspect that she had also transmigrated from the modern world.
As soon as she finished speaking, Yun Ruoyue's expression became excited, and she raised her voice, "You're also a modern person?"
What is the next line after "Sesame flowers bloom"?
"Rising higher and higher!" Shen Muqing shouted loudly.
"A tiger fallen into the plains"
"Being bullied by a dog!"
"A crocodile tears for a mouse—"
"False compassion!"
Having matched all the codes, Yun Ruoyue put down her sword, her steps trembling. "Could it be?"
"Fellow villager, is that you?" Shen Muqing relaxed his tense body as the crisis was over.
With a "whoosh".
Yun Ruoyue cried out, "When fellow villagers meet, tears well up in their eyes. I've finally waited for you."
The two hugged each other excitedly and spun around.
"Your name is Shen Muqing, right?"
"right!"
"Qingqing, I've been waiting for you for so long, I almost thought I was going to die of anger in this world."
After Yun Ruoyue poured out her grievances, she was finally relieved to find someone who understood her predicament and listened to her complaints.
It turns out that Yun Ruoyue transmigrated to this cultivation world after taking a nap in the present, and was even bound to a system that helps the male lead. She has to support the male lead unconditionally, otherwise she will suffer electric shocks, the consequence of which is that her cultivation will regress.
"Let me tell you, I don't know who created this system, but it's so frustrating that I've developed several breast nodules."
"You've worked hard, Yueyue."
Shen Muqing cast a sympathetic glance at her. She seemed to have less of a problem with Dandan; Dandan was actually quite nice.
"It's not that I'm suffering, it's that I'm suffering." She forced a smile, and there was indeed a sense of suffering in her life.
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