Chapter 70 The Heroine is Here
Su Xiaoyuan was stunned for a long time when she heard the system voice. Firstly, it took her a long time to start up the computer every time she got up, and secondly, the system had not appeared for so long that she almost forgot that she even had a system.
For a moment, she suspected that she was still dreaming, until the system called out "Host" twice, she was sure that there was indeed a voice in her head.
"You finally woke up?" Su Xiaoyuan said.
She had actually gotten used to living without the support of the system, but it was always good to have a partner who knew her background.
However, the system immediately poured cold water on her: "I don't have much energy left. I can't sustain this for long. I'll have to cut to the chase."
Su Xiaoyuan couldn't help but ask, "Your energy is so tight, why are you wasting it on unnecessary things?"
System: "Unnecessary places?"
"You gave me that spiritual stone vein, right? I don't need so much money."
The system was silent for almost two seconds, and Su Xiaoyuan almost thought it had gone dormant again. Then it spoke: "Sufficient funds to facilitate activities."
Su Xiaoyuan was helpless: "Next time before you give me the cheat code, please discuss it with me first."
"Okay, host." The system is very easy to talk to.
"Can you help me strengthen my physique?" Su Xiaoyuan asked. "It doesn't have to be too strong. This body is too weak. I'm out of breath after walking a few steps..."
The system interrupted her and replied in an official manner: "I will report the host's request to the higher authorities truthfully."
It barely paused before continuing, "Host, have you encountered anything unusual recently, or taken any unconventional measures?"
Su Xiaoyuan was surprised. "No, I've been attending classes in the sect, preparing for the entrance exam... Oh, and during the Wushan Festival, many evil cultivators sneaked into our sect and caused trouble. Is that considered abnormal?"
"The Yunyu Sect's trivial matters are irrelevant to the overall situation and do not count. Host, please reconsider."
Su Xiaoyuan was a little suspicious: "Why do you ask? Is there something wrong?"
The system remained silent for a moment before responding, "According to detection, a major plot line has shifted. I suspect you triggered the butterfly effect."
Su Xiaoyuan was confused: "What plot line?"
System: "The second encounter between the heroine and Fu Tingyun happened several months earlier, and there was a deviation."
"It's just a meeting in advance, will it have any impact?"
"Of course," the system's electronic voice became a little sharper. "Meetings at different times and in different situations may affect the heroine's mood and, in turn, her emotional state. The protagonist's emotional state may also affect the direction of the subsequent main plot."
When Su Xiaoyuan first read the book, she paid special attention to the plot related to Ling Yuexianzun, and she quickly remembered: "The second time they met was in the secret trial realm of the Three Realms Rookie Competition. I remember that some powerful evil demon appeared..."
"Yes," the system said, "Ling Yue Immortal Venerable killed the evil demon, and the heroine was rescued for the second time. At first sight, they fell in love, and this is an important foundation for the subsequent substitute plot."
Su Xiaoyuan: "Then it shouldn't matter if they meet earlier, right?"
The system's voice became increasingly harsh: "Of course it matters. For example, if Bai Yueguang picks his feet in front of the heroine, and the heroine instantly loses her head, does that mean the rest of the story doesn't hold true?"
Su Xiaoyuan nodded: "Ah, now I understand now that you put it that way."
The system said helplessly: "If there is an opportunity to upgrade, the host may consider upgrading his intelligence level."
Su Xiaoyuan: "..." This system rarely appears, why does it discriminate against humans?
She was a little unhappy: "Then there's nothing I can do."
The system paused for two seconds. "According to the latest detection, the current plot deviation is still within a controllable range. We will make some corrections as much as possible."
"Then what should I do?" Su Xiaoyuan asked.
"The host only needs to follow the original plan and do his best to nourish Ling Yue Immortal Venerable at the corresponding plot points."
Su Xiaoyuan always felt something was amiss: "What if, by some chance, I actually succeeded, wouldn't that affect the subsequent plot? For example, if the heroine knew her white moonlight had been taken away...wouldn't she be upset?"
The system was silent for two seconds. "Host, just complete the mission. The system is on top of the plot line, so there's no need for you to worry."
Su Xiaoyuan didn't want to meddle in other people's business.
"How is the host's preparation for the entrance exam? Are you confident?" asked the system.
Su Xiaoyuan suddenly felt as if a hand had grabbed the back of her neck and lifted her up. She said guiltily, "It should be possible... I've been practicing and even bought a puppet specifically for practice."
"Puppet?" the system asked. "What puppet? Where is it?"
Su Xiaoyuan hesitated for a moment and decided not to tell the system its origin.
One is the system that lets her do what she wants and thinks she has low IQ, and the other is the peerless beautiful puppet that takes care of her every day. Of course, her heart is tilted to them.
What if the system thinks something is wrong and asks her to destroy the puppet or use it to do something? What should she do then?
"It's a secondhand puppet, bought from a shop in a nearby town," she said casually, using all her life's wisdom and insight. "It broke down recently, so I took it to be repaired. I also bought a similar one in Kaishan. If you want to see it, I'll take you to the shop next door."
"Don't waste time, I'm going to sleep again soon." said the system.
Su Xiaoyuan was a little surprised: "So soon? By the way, can you leave the original book to me? I want to take a closer look."
"No need," the system said, "The host only needs to understand the plot related to him. The plot line has already shifted, and the subsequent plot is likely to be disordered and changed."
Su Xiaoyuan was a little disappointed, then she suddenly remembered Senior Brother Xiahou: "Oh, right, there's a character named Xiahou in the book whose spiritual roots were destroyed by a relative, but he later fought back and became the head of a family. What was his ending like? Can you tell me?"
The system froze for two or three seconds. "This person will later become the Demon Lord's right-hand man, and will become a jealous tool for the male and female protagonists to play. Why is the host inquiring about this person?"
Su Xiaoyuan: "...I'm just asking casually."
After a moment, the system said "goodbye" and quickly went offline.
Only then did Su Xiaoyuan realize that the puppet had sent her several messages during her conversation with the system, but her five senses were closed during the conversation in her mind, and she could not perceive the external situation, so she missed it all.
She quickly passed it back.
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Fu Tingyun was messaging Su Xiaoyuan when he heard the voice of a strange woman coming from outside the hall.
He frowned, stopped the communication spell he was about to use, and cast another spell to open a hole in the magic circle at the door. He let her in and said thank you: "Put her on the stone platform in the formation."
The disciples who had been in the sect for a while had heard about his temperament. When they heard his instructions, they would put down their things and quickly leave. However, the person outside the door obviously did not know the rules.
"Junior Master is recovering from his injuries and may not be able to get up. I will take him to the palace for him."
Fu Tingyun was interrupted again when she was performing the communication technique. She was already very impatient, but because she was the disciple valued by her second senior brother, she patiently replied, "No need."
He continued to use the communication technique, but there was no response from the other side.
Did I oversleep again?
He remembered that every morning when he lifted the pale green gauze curtain and saw her sleeping face, a part of his heart became soft, as if it had melted into water.
Su Xiaoyuan always sleeps a lot and refuses to get up even when the sky is getting light. Sometimes he has to lean into the tent and gently wake her up. She will close her eyes and mumble, "I'm so sleepy, I can't get up, Fu Tingyun, please help me." He will bend down, let her hang her arms around his neck, and support her back to help her sit up.
Sometimes he turned around to get his toiletries, and when he turned around, he saw her slumped on the bed again. When she was washing up, she was also sleepy and dazed, as if her soul was still in the dream and had not caught up.
But it's been a bit too long.
Fu Tingyun's heart sank. Could something have happened? In an instant, countless terrifying possibilities flashed through his mind.
Just as he was worrying, he heard the strange woman's voice outside the hall again: "I wonder if Junior Master-Uncle remembers that four years ago in the Chaos Domain, Master-Uncle once saved a young girl from the hands of an evil cultivator..."
"I don't remember," Fu Tingyun said coldly, "You can leave now."
The girl outside the hall was startled, her eyes sore, and she bit her lip hard: "I can't repay the grace of saving my life. I just want to kowtow to the Immortal Master in person and say thank you."
"No need," Fu Tingyun said coldly, "I don't like strangers to set foot here."
He could still barely tolerate a few of his senior sisters and brothers, but everyone came here and thought his Wuji Palace was a restaurant?
She stayed outside the door for so long that it would probably take several purification techniques to completely eliminate the smell. Wasting spiritual energy would affect his recovery speed and hinder his reunion with Su Xiaoyuan.
The woman, perhaps spoiled by her family, was still chattering, "Since that's the case, I, your junior nephew, will kowtow to the Immortal Venerable and express my gratitude."
Lin Wan fell to her knees with a plop. "My nephew comes from a family of doctors. The reason he embarked on the path of sword cultivation is because he hopes that one day he can be like the Immortal Venerable, slaying demons and defending the Way, saving the people from danger..."
Fu Tingyun felt annoyed listening to her irrelevant flattery. He had no interest in eliminating demons and defending justice, or saving the people. He had never saved anyone's life deliberately. As for the people he saved by chance, there were probably tens of thousands of them. If all of them came to the palace gate to kowtow to him, he would not have to do anything else all year round.
Besides, what benefit would it bring to him if she kowtowed? How could it be considered as a way of expressing gratitude?
Fu Tingyun didn't bother to argue with her any further. He cast a spell, and a gust of wind pushed her out of the formation. In the past, he would have thrown her and her mount off Dragon Ridge Peak, but after spending some time with Su Xiaoyuan, he had become more accommodating and considerate of his second senior brother.
Lin Wan was blown out of the formation by a gust of icy wind, stumbled and fell to the ground, completely dazed.
She was born into a noble family. Her father and grandfather were both great doctors with a high status. She was the only daughter in the family and grew up with everyone treating her like a star. Except for the time when she was abducted by the evil cultivator with no sense of sight, she had never suffered such injustice.
Over the past four years, she had imagined countless times the possibility of meeting Ling Yuexianzun, but she had never imagined that she would be rejected by him and not even be able to see him.
He threw her out before he even finished listening to her words.
Ever since she caught a glimpse of him in the Chaos Domain, the young Sword Master, whose brilliance was as dazzling as the scorching sun, had been deeply imprinted in her heart.
From then on, for four years, more than a thousand days and nights, in order to see him again, she put aside her natural talent for medicine, picked up the unfamiliar sword, and practiced day and night.
Thick calluses formed on her hands, and her body was covered with countless wounds over the years. New wounds appeared before the old ones healed. She gritted her teeth and swallowed all the pain because she was supported by an idea - one day she would walk up to him and into his eyes.
She went from being a delicate young lady to a seasoned swordsman. If she couldn't stand shoulder to shoulder with her sun, she would always be the moon chasing after him.
But why is he so cold, even apathetic?
Lin Wan dragged her legs slowly down the mountain. The Dragon Ridge Peak was towering into the clouds, with tens of thousands of ice steps. She walked down dozens of steps, her feet numb from the cold, and the tears on her face turned into ice. Only then did she ride on the spirit crane and fly back to Guangmo Cliff where her master, Taoist Ci'en, was.
After Fu Tingyun threw the man out of the formation, he released a few purification spells and cleaned the formation and the doorstep, until there was only the smell of ice, snow and pine and cypress within a radius of dozens of miles.
He swept away the unpleasantness of being disturbed, adjusted his breathing, and was about to continue messaging Su Xiaoyuan when he received a message from his second senior brother.
"Junior brother..." Second Senior Brother hesitated, "Did Wan bring the medicine?"
Fu Tingyun: "Thank you, Senior Brother. I have received the medicine."
Second Senior Brother: "Awan, she didn't do anything rude, did she? She just came back with red eyes, and she didn't say anything when I asked her..."
"Is this the person that Second Senior Brother wants me to teach him sword moves?" Fu Tingyun didn't respond to his question and asked straight to the point.
"That's right..." The second senior brother was about to say a few good words for his beloved disciple.
Fu Tingyun said: "Change someone."
"Ah?" The second brother was surprised. "Awan didn't do anything inconsiderate... She just got started, she's only twenty, she's young and naive..."
Twenty years old is not three years old. If a person cannot understand what people say at the age of twenty, does that mean he has to wait until he is two hundred years old to become sensible?
"Find someone who can understand what I say, and I'll teach you three moves." Fu Tingyun said in an unquestionable tone.
Taoist Master Ci'en was surprised when he heard this. His junior brother never taught sword moves to anyone. It was a great opportunity for him to teach him three moves. He understood that this was compensation for his senior brother.
To him, it didn't matter which of his disciples benefited. It was just a pity for Awan. She lost such a good opportunity and ended up making wedding dresses for others.
I don’t know what I said wrongly to offend this little ancestor.
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