Chapter 16 Blood Moon Secret Realm (XI) Your little lover doesn't want you anymore...
Shi Xianxue smiled slyly, suddenly released him and took a few steps back, shaking the Boundless Bag in her hand, looking at him triumphantly: "No need for you to do it, I'll do it myself."
She needed to sneak some money to spend when he wasn't looking. She never felt secure without money; she didn't want to eat steamed buns every day.
Before anyone could stop her, Shi Xianxue had already reached into the Wuliang Bag. The next second, Wu Xiutang saw her beaming and his eyes widened in surprise.
The sharp pain in her fingertips indicated that she had done something foolish again.
Her bright little face was all scrunched up, and she almost burst into tears as she held up her hand, which was oozing blood. "Ouch! Ouch! Ouch! Wu Xiutang, how can your storage bag bite?"
She thought it was like Doraemon's magic pocket, where whatever she thought of could be taken out.
Wu Xiutang was finally able to move. Although he was surprised that the woman could open the Boundless Bag, he was more disgusted. Without saying a word, he snatched it and performed several cleaning spells on it before stopping. Fearing that Shi Xianxue would go crazy again, he also cast a spell on her fingertips. Noticing the bleeding fingers, Wu Xiutang said irritably, "Stupid woman, you dare to put your hand in the Boundless Bag without even knowing what's in it. Aren't you afraid of being poisoned to death?"
Poisoned to death?
The best childhood companions for a minor villain would definitely be cute little creatures like poisonous insects, snakes, and rats.
Shi Xianxue got goosebumps and felt dizzy for a moment. Her fingers seemed to turn black and swollen. She collapsed onto Wu Xiutang like a limp noodle, crying out, "Ah! I'm dead!"
Wu Xiutang remained unmoved, dodged aside, and believed that she had brought it upon herself.
Shi Xianxue leaned against the tree trunk with silky smooth skin, sighing and complaining about her miserable life.
The sun was about to rise completely, and these people would soon wake up. The buzzing in their ears was like flies buzzing. He had finally learned his lesson under the influence of the love potion and patiently summoned the divination chart from the Boundless Bag. To Shi Xianxue's astonishment, the divination chart transformed into a dress of green wutong branches.
The upper body is a short-sleeved shirt resembling green sprouts, with a bright white crabapple embroidered in silver thread below the collarbone, which is shaped like bamboo joints. The flowing gauze sleeves have butterflies fluttering as if about to take flight, and the cuffs suddenly cinch at the wrists. The lower body is a gradient pleated long skirt, with flowing clouds and crabapple flowers intertwined and complementing each other, as if a vibrant spring day has been laid on the skirt.
Shi Xianxue touched the embroidery on her chest and quickly braided two long braids with a green hair tie.
I think this outfit makes me feel like a beloved junior sister in a fantasy novel.
The pain in her fingers was immediately forgotten. Shi Xianxue's eyes lit up, and she pinched the hem of her skirt with her delicate fingers and exclaimed, "It looks great! This outfit suits me so well. The fabric is smooth and soft, and it feels so comfortable to touch."
She always wore her heart on her sleeve, her thoughts were always on her face, she didn't know how to hide her emotions at all, she was naive and didn't hold grudges, her guard was ridiculously low, and she was extremely easy to bribe. His attitude towards her was extremely bad, and he wanted to kill her to silence her more than once. But now she could touch her new dress without any qualms and love it so much that her bright smile was dazzling to him.
Wu Xiutang couldn't help but linger his gaze on her for a couple more seconds.
The divination chart is made of silk that doesn't get wet when submerged in water. It can be used to predict good or bad fortune. The chart carries his aura. If he makes clothes for her, he can find her no matter where she is.
He stared at Shi Xianxue, who was all smiles, with a sarcastic and mocking expression: "A hypocrite."
The cultivators not far away have gradually woken up.
For the sake of the pretty clothes, Shi Xianxue decided not to argue with him. Seeing that Song Qingshu and the others had woken up, she quickly abandoned Wu Xiutang and went to the female lead to curry favor with her.
Before fleeing the eerie village, the group saw the nine-tailed fox's three severed tails.
There were no signs of a fight around them. The three tails, severed at the base, lay bloodied and piled up beside the well. A nauseating stench of blood filled the air. Shi Xianxue did not approach, watching the group of cultivators discussing the three severed tails.
“Master Zhou said that if the Nine-Tailed Fox really did escape from Mount No Return, then it must have the mark of the Fire Separation on its body.”
"Is that white mark on the tail the mark of the Fire Separation?"
“It seems so, but besides us, who else is hunting the nine-tailed fox? Judging from the broken marks on its tail, it’s no ordinary magical artifact.”
"..."
The square-faced man held the wooden box without saying a word.
Fu Liuwan's mind wasn't on the nine-tailed fox at all; her eyes were fixed on Li Fuchao. Even after being reminded by those around her, she openly expressed her interest: "I've long admired Fellow Daoist Li. To have broken through to the mid-Nascent Soul stage at such a young age is truly exemplary for all cultivators. Seeing you today, I can confirm your extraordinary talent."
Shi Xianxue, who could hear clearly from the edge of the crowd: ...
Well, look at Fu Liuwan's expression, she's practically a fangirl. This isn't even the male lead's show yet. It was Wu Xiutang who rescued everyone, but she only has eyes for Li Fuchao. Is this some kind of magical attraction between the female supporting character and the male lead?
Li Fuchao looked at Wu Xiutang with a calm expression: "Today's events are all thanks to Young Master Wu. The old man said that the greater the desire, the faster the transformation. Although we come from a prestigious and righteous family and have worked hard to cultivate our inner strength, we are still not as determined as Shishi and Young Master Wu. This is our shortcoming, and we need to work harder and reflect on ourselves in the future."
Fu Liuwan's gaze also fell on the boy beside her. His appearance was so exquisite that he was dazzling just by standing there doing nothing. Every time she saw his face, she was amazed.
However… Fu Liuwan lowered her eyelashes slightly. What did it matter if she had high spiritual power or was good-looking? She was just a shell. She had no sect, no power, and no influence. She was also said to be an orphan of unknown origin. How could she compare to Crown Prince Li Fuchao of Chaoyun? Thinking this, her wavering heart became completely firm.
...
Zhou Zheyue and Shi Xianxue whispered to each other on the outskirts of the crowd.
Shi Xianxue: "Xiaoyue, do you think my new dress is pretty?"
Zhou Zheyue's eyes were still red. Although he was weaker, he was still a cultivator and it was hard for him not to notice the mixed spiritual energy. His expression stiffened for a moment. Remembering the embarrassing scene just now, he forced himself to say something nice: "I was just thinking that Miss Shishi looks very pleasing to the eye in green."
Shi Xianxue cupped her face in her hands and said shyly, "Oh, no, Xiaoyue, you have such a sweet voice, I even want to marry you, hehe."
Those who cultivate have superior hearing compared to ordinary people, and the flirtatious words between the two had long been heard by all the cultivators. However, the young girl was already taken, and even her outfit was carefully chosen.
The silk was rare and possessed both auspicious and inauspicious power, rendering ordinary attacks largely ineffective against it. The owner of the dress had also infused it with spiritual energy, which Shi Xianxue could not discern, but to these people, the surging spiritual energy within the hem of the dress resembled a waterfall cascading from the sky. Unlike a seed contract, it was more like the behavior of a beast marking its territory with its scent, possessing a unique and domineering personal aura.
It is an expression of intimacy and possessiveness.
Those who trespass into the territory of a pack of beasts will be torn to pieces.
Looking at the identical spiritual energy emanating from this person, everyone couldn't help but feel worried for Zhou Zheyue. This person had single-handedly rescued them all, and although he wasn't a sect disciple, his cultivation was no less than theirs. Now that the seal repair was imminent, they could only be more cautious.
The square-faced man, named Fu Zhen, was a bit older. He coughed lightly and called out, "Junior Brother."
Zhou Zheyue stood up, her face flushed, and obediently returned to Fu Zhen's side.
Wu Xiutang was staring blankly at the broken marks on the three severed tails when he suddenly heard someone say that he was going to get married. He slowly straightened up, and apart from his brows furrowing for a moment, his expression seemed no different from usual.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and flew away on their swords. Shi Xianxue, having no means of flight, had to ask others for help. The male and female protagonists were discussing something in hushed tones. Their expressions were solemn, and they looked particularly well-matched standing side by side. She wisely refrained from disturbing them and began to ponder whether to ride Zhou Zheyue's sword or Wu Xiutang's crane. After much deliberation, for the sake of her own safety, she decided to trouble Wu Xiutang instead.
She has always been incredibly oblivious to things, and she felt that Wu Xiutang seemed to be in a good mood; he had even smiled at her just now.
However, just as she took a step forward, she saw the crane soar into the air like lightning and disappear into the white clouds without looking back. Shi Xianxue wiped the dust off her face, picked the grass from her hair, and saw Zhou Zheyue looking at her with a hesitant expression. Just as she was about to go forward to find a place to relieve herself, Fu Liuwan grabbed her by the collar and took her away.
She stood there helplessly, unable to believe that she had been abandoned once again.
Under the scorching sun, she walked until she was parched and exhausted, but she didn't see a single person. So she simply stopped walking and sat down on a rock, sulking.
So they're ostracizing her, a mere mortal, and bullying her because she lacks spiritual power and can't fly? It seems she can't place all her hopes on others. Cultivation is a necessary course for survival in this world, so she needs to find someone to apprentice under and learn at least the art of flight.
As she was muttering to herself, a giant black shadow swept up the steps and enveloped her small figure. Shi Xianxue was startled and thought to herself, "Could it be some kind of vulture that has come to life?" She was terrified. Before she could even turn around, someone's strange voice came crashing down with the chilling wind.
"You've been looking so disheveled since I last saw you." Shi Xianxue looked up, and the young man's dark eyes were filled with blatant mockery. He looked down at her condescendingly, and when their eyes met, he curled his lips and asked in a slow and indifferent tone, "What, has your little lover dumped you?"
What's going on? Where did this young lover come from?
It was just a casual joke, which Shi Xianxue had long forgotten. She climbed up on the crane's wings, and when Wu Xiutang's gaze drifted down, Shi Xianxue dared not move anymore. After thinking it over, Shi Xianxue decided to first show her loyalty: "Little Wu, don't worry, even without the love potion, you are still my one and only little lover."
Wu Xiutang sneered: "Sharp-tongued and fickle."
She's known for her sharp tongue and quick wit, but as for being fickle—
“I allow you to change it to a femme fatale.” The action of prying open the wings was very tiring, Shi Xianxue said as she climbed, “It’s specifically to cause trouble for handsome young men like you.”
Wu Ying jumped off Wu Xiutang's shoulder, stood in front of her, and tilted her head to look at her curiously.
The paper kitten is light and weightless.
Shi Xianxue found a foothold and stood firmly. Wu Ying then floated down in front of her. The two stared at each other for two seconds, and Shi Xianxue suddenly asked, "Why is Wu Ying like this? Where is his physical body?"
After Wu Xiutang was devoured by the Ember God Tree, Wu Ying and the crane both lost their spiritual power and were reduced to their original forms. Both of them depended on Wu Xiutang to live. If he died, Wu Ying would probably die too.
Is this similar to a parasitic relationship?
Wu Xiutang sat with his chin propped up on his hand, his eyelids half-open. When he wasn't making a sarcastic expression, his appearance was quite alluring. Just as Shi Xianxue thought she wouldn't hear a reply and was about to continue climbing, she suddenly heard him say, "He's been eaten."
Eaten?
Eat cats?
Shi Xianxue couldn't help but recall that the book mentioned the minor villain often went hungry in his childhood, living a miserable and lonely life, and being bullied by others. After he mastered a secret technique, he went berserk and slaughtered an entire village of innocent villagers. Such a madman who doesn't recognize his own family, could it be that Wu Ying was eaten by him...?
The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed. Shi Xianxue stopped climbing, her expression turning strange, and blurted out, "You wouldn't—"
Seeing the villain's increasingly dark expression, she wisely swallowed her words.
Wu Xiutang could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her ghostly appearance. He had the urge to strangle her countless times, but he forcibly suppressed his murderous intent when he thought of the pain when the love potion took effect.
He suppressed his anger and asked, word by word, "What will happen?"
Shi Xianxue sensed something was wrong from his expression and was about to say something to salvage the situation when she heard him sneer, "You're right."
The hand that was about to land on her neck then pinched her face. Shi Xianxue pouted, looking helplessly at his increasingly intense breathing.
The boy's cool hair brushed against her ear, bringing a faint, ticklish sensation.
"After the love potion is broken, I will skin you alive and eat you piece by piece."
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