Chapter 43: The Forty-Third Day of Slacking Off
Only when Wen Ying turned her head did she understand what had happened.
Not far from Wen Ying, standing in a corner of the audience, was Xiao Hei.
Wen Ying had expected to retrieve Xiao Hei from the forbidden area, and the incessant running spell had already expired.
However, the match between number seventy had taken up time. Therefore, after running out of the forbidden area, Xiao Hei had run to Wen Ying’s side.
Now, Wen Ying finally understood where the eight-headed monster came from.
Because Xiao Hei could only run incessantly in the forbidden area, he had bumped into countless things along the way. Unable to remove them, various twigs and fruits were hanging from him.
Yes, the disciple who had sneaked into the forbidden area to worship the “Exam God” at night and encountered a ghost was the one who had just fainted.
And the ghost she saw—was Xiao Hei, running wildly in the forbidden area at night.
The floating red eyes were simply because Xiao Hei was too black, only his eyes were visible at night. As for the thin neck with eight heads of different sizes… it was a twig with eight branches, each branch bearing eight different fruits.
No wonder the disciple looked so listless today.
She had barely managed to come to the competition, but as soon as she stepped onto the stage, she saw Xiao Hei’s flashing red eyes and the thin neck with eight heads again. Her already fragile nerves instantly collapsed, and she fainted again.
Coincidentally, it happened just as Wen Ying opened her mouth.
Wen Ying looked at Xiao Hei, who was leisurely licking his paws: “…”
Xiao Hei certainly hadn’t expected that he was the culprit…
However, one shouldn’t worry about ghosts knocking if they don’t do bad things.
If this disciple hadn’t had bad intentions and wanted to take the “Power Pill,” he wouldn’t have been so scared.
This was the second time Wen Ying had heard the name of this pill.
In previous cycles, Wen Ying had never accidentally thrown Lin Yu away, nor had she encountered Xiao Hei, so she hadn’t put Xiao Hei in the forbidden area and had never heard of the “Power Pill.”
But now, thinking about it, in the first reincarnation, Wen Ying did remember that her opponent was very powerful, not at all like the cultivation level of her peers. She must have taken this “Power Pill” back then.
Power Pill…
This once again aroused Wen Ying’s curiosity.
What exactly was it?
Maybe she could ask once the disciple woke up.
“Ahem,” Xu Mofeng came to the front of the stage and announced to everyone, “Since this young friend has fallen to the ground, then this match is won by—Young Miss Wen!”
Hearing the result, the disciples below were some murmuring, others surprised, and a few, like Lu Xiaojie, offered rare congratulations.
“The second round of matches will proceed as scheduled this afternoon. The disciples who have advanced do not need to draw lots again, and directly compete according to their numbers, two by two,” Xu Mofeng was clearly very satisfied with the result, smilingly said to everyone.
Two by two.
Just like in countless previous reincarnations, Wen Ying’s opponent was…
【New Task! The Second Female Lead in the Fake Daughter Novel, Task Three: Defeat the female lead Feng Sixuan in the competition, don’t become Feng Sixuan’s stepping stone!】
The task bar appeared at this opportune moment. Perhaps because Wen Ying had threatened it before, the system was really not bothering with unnecessary chatter anymore.
Feng Sixuan as an opponent was good.
Wen Ying was confident that she could successfully rig the match and leave early!
…
After the competition, Wen Ying removed the twigs and fruits from Xiao Hei’s head, then took him to the kitchen.
After almost a day of running, Xiao Hei had indeed calmed down, quietly following Wen Ying, acting so obediently, he didn’t seem like himself.
So, you can’t spoil your cat too much.
When Wang Gou’dan saw Wen Ying enter the kitchen with a cat, he excitedly rubbed his hands together, “Master, are we going to… cook cat meat today?”
“Meow!” Xiao Hei instantly became alert, his back arched, and his fur bristled.
This was Wang Gou’dan’s first time seeing Xiao Hei, as Wen Ying had left him outside the kitchen last time.
“No,” Wen Ying denied Wang Gou’dan’s statement and glanced down at Xiao Hei, “However, it does sound like a good suggestion.”
“Meow!!” Xiao Hei’s body instantly softened. He opened his round eyes, looking at Wen Ying pitifully, his eyes seemingly filled with tears.
“…He’s my pet,” In the end, Wen Ying relented and explained to Wang Gou’dan.
“Oh oh oh, so it’s Master’s spirit pet!” Wang Gou’dan squatted down, seeming to want to greet Xiao Hei, “Little kitty, hello…”
However, before Wang Gou’dan finished speaking, Xiao Hei attacked him with a flurry of paws, forcing him to shut his mouth.
Standing up, Wang Gou’dan covered his injured nose and said to Wen Ying with a flattering smile, “Heh, worthy of being Master’s spirit pet, its abilities are extraordinary! I just heard that Master advanced to the next round in the Trial of Immortals’ inner sect competition! Congratulations, Master, congratulations! But I say, with Master’s strength, this is only natural…”
Wang Gou’dan was in the kitchen, but his news was very well-informed.
It was just that his discernment was a little lacking.
He continued to lavishly praise and congratulate Wen Ying, only noticing her displeasure.
…It seemed Master wasn’t happy at all.
Could Master actually want to lose?
This thought flashed through Wang Gou’dan’s mind, then he immediately denied it.
No way. How could anyone want to lose? It must be that he said something inappropriate and offended Master…
Thinking, Wang Gou’dan decided to change the topic.
“Master, what are we having for lunch today?” Wang Gou’dan eagerly ran to Wen Ying and enthusiastically introduced, “I bought a lot of good vegetables today! I was going to buy tofu from Old Lady Wang’s; her tofu is delicious! But Old Lady Wang said that something was wrong with her donkey lately; it’s been kicking the wall all day, and it doesn’t grind the grain properly, so the tofu has been cut off recently…”
Wen Ying looked at the ingredients and interrupted Wang Gou’dan’s rambling, “Bitter melon and chrysanthemum salad.”
“Huh?” Wang Gou’dan was stunned.
“For lunch today, we’re having bitter melon and chrysanthemum salad.” Wen Ying said coldly.
“Ah… oh.” Wang Gou’dan dared not object.
But… it’s so bitter…
It was clear that Master was very unhappy.
Wang Gou’dan shut his mouth, not daring to say any more.
After teaching Wang Gou’dan how to make the bitter melon and chrysanthemum salad, Wen Ying lingered in the kitchen for a while, but still didn’t see Da Hei.
Those three dishes of pickled vegetables… Da Hei had eaten them for five or six days?
Could it be that he eats them root by root…
But regardless, Da Hei didn’t come, and Wen Ying couldn’t find him.
After all, until now, Wen Ying didn’t even know what Da Hei looked like…
…
When Wen Ying went out, unsurprisingly, it was the time for the disciples to leave.
As always, the disciples were still chatting.
“Today’s dish… although it’s delicious, why is it so bitter?”
“I don’t know, maybe the chef is in a bad mood? Speaking of bad moods, I think Wang Xiaole is even more unhappy.”
“Wang Xiaole, who’s that?”
“She’s the one who fainted from Wen Ying’s breath today.”
“Oh oh oh! It’s her! What happened to her?”
“Her fainting today actually had little to do with Wen Ying. She wanted to secretly eat a Power Pill yesterday and even dared to go to the forbidden area where the Exam God appeared to worship, and as a result, was punished by the Exam God, and was listless all night. Today, she finally managed to make it, but was overwhelmed by Wen Ying’s breath and fainted. And I also heard that her mother’s donkey has recently been weak, kicking the wall all day and not working, alas, internal and external troubles…”
“!! It’s actually like that! Although the Power Pill thing is her own fault, Wen Ying’s luck is too good! I said, with her cultivation, how could she knock someone unconscious with her breath? Alas…if I had drawn number seventy, that would have been great. I would have eaten ten heads of garlic and a big onion in the morning to suffocate her!”
“But I have to say, this Exam God is really a god! Do you remember the disciple from number one today who flew so high?”
“Yes, yes! When he came down, he seemed to be muttering… the Exam God’s punishment?”
“Exactly. The elders later confirmed that he was going to give Wen Meng softening powder, but somehow, he mistakenly took invigorating incense! Don’t you think this is the Exam God’s punishment, or what?”
“Yikes…with the Exam God around, we can’t do these sneaky bad things…”
Normally, Wen Ying might have praised the war correspondent for being so dedicated.
But today, Wen Ying was furious after hearing this.
You have bad breath! Your whole family has bad breath!!
A man can be killed, but not humiliated.
She had to clear her mouth’s reputation in front of all the disciples!
…
The second round of inner sect competitions began as scheduled in the afternoon.
Wen Ying arrived on time. The level of the second round of elimination matches was naturally much higher than the first round. And Wen Ying, as a spectator, naturally enjoyed it even more.
The matches continued until sunset, finally reaching Wen Ying and Feng Sixuan’s last group.
Feng Sixuan’s story was much simpler than others’. She was a typical overpowered female lead in a cultivation novel, but with a fake daughter background, leading to Wen Ying’s, the real daughter’s, constant ridicule and malicious framing.
Like this competition.
The original rules of the competition were that inner disciples and direct disciples competed separately, and the loser of the direct disciples had to compete with the winner of the inner disciples, resulting in this second match.
This time, no one framed Wen Ying; she was simply outmatched and defeated by Feng Sixuan. Wen Ying was as arrogant as she had been before, and as dejected after losing.
In other words, it was a plot where she was simply slapped in the face by strength.
Wen Ying was confident that she could successfully rig this match and leave early.
“The last match, Young Miss Wen against Young Miss Feng Sixuan. The match—begins!”
With Xu Mofeng’s command, the much-anticipated match began.
Because everyone knew this was Wen Ying’s match, the number of disciples in the competition venue had doubled since a moment ago. A sea of heads, all there to watch Wen Ying’s downfall.
Rumors had spread that Wen Ying’s previous win was entirely due to luck.
This time, she was facing the genius Feng Sixuan! Wasn’t she bound to be defeated and humiliated?
“Please.”
“Please.”
After the perfunctory bow, Wen Ying stared intently at Feng Sixuan.
With the experience from last time, this time, she had to be quick, accurate, and ruthless, seizing the opportunity, and finishing the rigged match in one go!
Feng Sixuan drew her long sword from her waist.
Feng Sixuan had always been a sword cultivator.
Wen Ying was prepared; she knew Feng Sixuan’s next move would be—
“Magical Girl, transformation!”
The expected sword energy didn’t come; instead, Feng Sixuan raised her long sword to the sky and shouted.
Wen Ying: “…????”
What was Feng Sixuan…doing?!
Wen Ying knew in this reincarnation that Feng Sixuan was actually a middle school girl at heart.
But she hadn’t seen Feng Sixuan like this this morning!
Wen Ying was ready to fall down, but now…
She wasn’t in the sky; how could she be injured by a sword pointing at the sky!!
Even rigging a match… needed logic…
Just as Wen Ying was considering whether to pretend to slip and fly into the sky, Feng Sixuan spoke.
“Senior Sister Wen, I especially thank you. It is you who allowed me to release my true nature and discover my talent as a magical girl. It was when I searched for you at the foot of the cliff that I found that cultivation manual that suits me so well,” Feng Sixuan looked sincerely at Wen Ying, filled with genuine gratitude, “Today, I have the honor to spar with Senior Sister Wen, and I want Senior Sister Wen to be the first to see me use these techniques!”
Wen Ying remembered.
That day at the bottom of the cliff, she did have a book called something like “Magical Girls Never Give Up.”
Although, according to the usual rules, when the protagonist falls off a cliff, they will find a manual or meet a master. But a second-dimension novel, that really isn’t a manual!
Wen Ying knew Feng Sixuan was a middle school girl at heart, but she didn’t expect her to be this extreme.
Wen Ying really wanted to say.
Sister Feng Sixuan, stop being a middle school girl! Those middle school girl spells won’t kill anyone!
Author’s Note:
Recently, I’ve been having some hormonal imbalances, and my condition has been very poor. It gradually improved this afternoon, but I need to rest well tonight. I’ll adjust my state tomorrow and try to catch up on what I missed yesterday!
Thank you for the support from all the little angels! Five random red envelopes will be dropped in the comments of this chapter, small gifts with great love, muah!!
I’m also a little curious, I don’t know which lucky little angels won yesterday~ Give me some lucky energy!!