Part 2
“Whatever, I’ll treat you as my Young Master.” The woman pouted her blood-red lips coquettishly and affectionately pulled Wen Ying’s arm. “Young Master, since you’re here, don’t leave. Look, I’ve been idle and have grown a beautiful big tail…”
“Tail?” Wen Ying looked in the direction the woman was pointing—
It was the flower sea.
Wen Ying thought it was a feather fan, but if the woman called it a tail…
Wen Ying had a guess.
“What’s your name?” Wen Ying asked.
“My name is Jingjing,” the woman said sweetly and softly. “My surname is Kong, Kong Jingjing.”
“Are you… a transformed peacock?” After initial verification, Wen Ying offered her guess.
“Hmm.” Kong Jingjing shyly nodded. “Even if you’ve lost your memory, Young Master wouldn’t completely forget me. Where I am, only men are attractive enough to dance and sing in the brothel, and no matter how I dressed up, I was never as beautiful as them, and countless guests scorned me… only Young Master praised my dance. From then on, I decided to always show Young Master my best side!”
So… that’s it.
It was exactly as Wen Ying had guessed.
The peacocks of Kong Jingjing’s race were beautiful when they displayed their tail feathers, but only the males…
No wonder Kong Jingjing looked so plain at first. No wonder she dressed so flamboyantly now…
…
Wen Ying naturally refused Kong Jingjing’s invitation to stay.
Although Kong Jingjing was disappointed, she didn’t suggest following Wen Ying.
Young Master was extremely important to her life, but she had tended these flowers and plants for hundreds of years, and she couldn’t bear to leave them.
Now that Young Master was safe, she felt much more at ease.
Kong Jingjing accompanied Wen Ying for several miles before stopping.
She waved her handkerchief, hoping Wen Ying would visit often, and Wen Ying nodded in response.
The matter of the “Young Master” was still unclear, and Wen Ying would surely come again.
Besides, Wen Ying also liked the scenery here.
As Wen Ying turned after leaving Kong Jingjing, she saw Feng Si Xuan.
Feng Si Xuan looked at Wen Ying blankly, then at Kong Jingjing, who was waving goodbye.
“Senior Sister Wen, you…”
Wen Ying thought Feng Si Xuan would ask why she was here and who Kong Jingjing was.
But Feng Si Xuan wasn’t an ordinary person!
After some hesitation, Feng Si Xuan whispered, “Senior Sister Wen, this isn’t good. Didn’t you just die with Junior Sister Xu, how could you be here… with that woman… this… isn’t good?”
Feng Si Xuan repeated “not good” twice, showing that she genuinely thought it was “not good.”
As expected of a chuunibyou girl, her acceptance level was extraordinary.
“You’ve misunderstood,” Wen Ying patted Feng Si Xuan’s shoulder. “And… thank you.”
Through mind-reading, Wen Ying had learned why Feng Si Xuan stayed.
Although everyone was in the mud without life-threatening injuries, some noticed Wen Ying’s disappearance.
For instance, Xu Tongtong, Lu Xiaojie, and Feng Si Xuan, who jumped to save others.
But it was inappropriate for many people to search, so after discussion among Xu Tongtong, Fu Shuangxue, and others, they decided that Feng Si Xuan would stay to search, while the others informed the elders.
Feng Si Xuan searched the bottom of the cliff for a while but didn’t find Wen Ying. Only now did she see Wen Ying bidding farewell to a woman in a close manner…
The reason Feng Si Xuan didn’t find Wen Ying was simple.
Kong Jingjing had set up a barrier around the hut to protect herself.
Therefore, even the Xun Xian Sect elders thought that Kong Jingjing’s “big tail” was a miracle of nature…
“It’s a misunderstanding,” Feng Si Xuan breathed a sigh of relief. “I thought Senior Sister Wen…”
Feng Si Xuan was too embarrassed to say “stepping on two boats.”
“Senior Sister Wen doesn’t need to thank me. Searching for you was my own volition.” Feng Si Xuan smiled brightly, taking out a booklet from her sleeve and raising it towards Wen Ying. “Besides… I found something good here.”
The moment Feng Si Xuan took it out, Wen Ying thought it might be some cultivation technique.
Perhaps the third law of cliff-jumping, that there would be a miraculous encounter and a cultivation boost after falling, was about to be fulfilled!
Perhaps Xu Tongtong didn’t achieve it in the previous plot simply because she was a naive and innocent female lead; Fu Shuangxue was the martial arts master in the story…
However, when Wen Ying saw the words on the cover, she sighed. She had thought too simply.
It read—
《Magical Girls Never Give Up! Yay!》
Wen Ying: …
The reason for Feng Si Xuan’s chuunibyou tendencies was found.
Just like the novels Wen Ying read before, like 《Transmigration: My Master’s Heartthrob》, the novels in this world were always absurd.
Feng Si Xuan wanted to use a transmission talisman to call the elders for rescue, but Wen Ying stopped her in time.
“No need.” Wen Ying pulled out two levitation talismans from her sleeve and began to speak seriously and nonsensically, “I also found something good at the bottom of the cliff, coincidentally, two levitation talismans.”
The levitation talismans were hastily drawn by Wen Ying in her sleeve.
But since such an absurd book could be found at the bottom of the cliff, finding two levitation talismans wasn’t surprising.
Although Feng Si Xuan was puzzled, considering the woman just now, it made sense.
Perhaps the woman had given Senior Sister Wen something she didn’t want to reveal.
Wen Ying: …
So, finding a strange book is normal, but finding two normal talismans is abnormal…?
…
Feng Si Xuan didn’t ask further; Wen Ying didn’t say more.
By the time they returned to the cliff, it was almost noon, the back mountain was quiet and empty.
When they returned to the cultivation place, Elder Mo Ru looked helpless.
Who would have thought such an accident would occur during herb collection? After rescuing the disciples, the elders were busy using purification spells to clean the disciples, with no time to collect herbs.
Seeing the last two finally return, Elder Mo Ru announced the change in the afternoon’s schedule with a heavy sigh.
“Due to the accident this morning… the afternoon alchemy lesson is cancelled and replaced with qi cultivation under the guidance of Elder Zhiyin to improve your cultivation.” Elder Mo Ru stroked his beard, sighing, “What a pity, I didn’t let you refine the ‘Single Dog Pill,’ its effects are comparable to the ‘Mouth-Spraying Talisman’…”
No wonder they needed foxtail grass.
Hearing the name of the pill, Wen Ying felt it was normal.
The pill and talisman sounded equally effective.
The disciples sighed in unison.
They weren’t disappointed about the “Single Dog Pill,” but about “Elder Zhiyin guiding qi cultivation.”
It was like having a crafts class suddenly changed to math class.
Sitting cross-legged for qi cultivation was the most boring lesson.
Well, it seemed there was no need to go in the afternoon.
Hearing the disciples’ thoughts, Wen Ying nodded slightly.
She had no interest in sitting there doing nothing all afternoon.
Anyway, Wen Ying had said she wasn’t a good student.
It was fortunate that she hadn’t returned after sending Little Sun Sun back to his cave.
But before that, Wen Ying had two things to do.
One was to keep her promise to Wang Gou Dan to teach him how to make lunch.
The other was more important.
She needed to find out why Xu Mofeng kept her.
…
Wen Ying planned to go to the dining hall first.
But on the way, she spotted Xu Mofeng stealthily moving using an invisibility spell.
Seeing the time, she decided to follow Xu Mofeng; lunch was still an hour away.
Xu Mofeng’s cultivation wasn’t the highest in the Xun Xian Sect, but it was top-tier. Those with higher cultivation than him couldn’t see through his invisibility spell, which is why he was so reckless.
But for Wen Ying, Xu Mofeng was as if he hadn’t cast the spell.
Such caution meant something big.
Xu Mofeng stealthily went to a corner of the wall.
After pressing a brick, a large hole opened in the wall.
“Master.” Xu Mofeng bowed respectfully to the hole and whispered, “Master, I have successfully kept Wen Ying as you ordered. This matter was my fault; please forgive me, Master.”
Logically, this was a big scene of uncovering a conspiracy and should be heavy.
But…
Wen Ying thought if she wasn’t blind, then Xu Mofeng must be.
Xu Mofeng was talking to a donkey.
Wen Ying confirmed it was an ordinary donkey, a small donkey that diligently pulled a millstone.
The donkey brayed twice and kicked its hind legs, clearly irritated by the lunatic chattering incessantly.
Xu Mofeng continued his serious report.
“Thank you, Master, for forgiving my recklessness.” Xu Mofeng bowed. “Yes, I will remember Master’s instructions and will never do such a thing again.”
The world is full of wonders.
There was once playing the zither to a cow; now there was Xu Mofeng plotting with a donkey.
However, through mind-reading, Wen Ying knew that although the donkey was innocent, Xu Mofeng was not.