Chapter 6: Slacking Off, Day Six
Life as a disciple of a cultivation sect, especially for someone like Wen Ying, a direct disciple, was incredibly dull.
Day in and day out, besides cultivation, it was just eating and sleeping.
If one achieved spiritual immortality, even eating was eliminated.
Only when descending the mountain to slay demons and complete missions did some excitement enter this monotonous life—though this excitement came with the risk of death.
Therefore, gossiping became one of the main pastimes for the sect disciples.
For instance, the news of Rong Hua Xianzi’s return spread throughout the Xun Xian Sect within half a day.
Incidentally, the story of Wen Ying attempting to harm Rong Hua and being scolded by Venerable Lin Yu also spread.
Rumors also claimed that Wen Ying resembled Rong Hua by seven parts, and Venerable Lin Yu had taken Wen Ying, a disciple with extremely poor cultivation, as his direct disciple because of her resemblance to Rong Hua. Now that the real Rong Hua had returned, Wen Ying’s terrible personality had naturally rendered her worthless.
The disciples had shown little interest in Rong Hua, known only by name, but when they heard that Wen Ying had been outmaneuvered because of Rong Hua, they were instantly intrigued. There was schadenfreude, and there was cold mockery.
Wen Ying’s loss of Venerable Lin Yu’s protection was a truly delightful event!
While these gratifying rumors spread amongst the Xun Xian Sect disciples, Wen Ying, the subject of these rumors, was diligently making dough in Lin Yu’s courtyard.
Lin Yu and Rong Hua hadn’t left the room since that morning.
Wen Ying certainly wasn’t going to cultivate like the other disciples out of boredom—not that she didn’t want to, but she had already reached max level in previous cycles, and she couldn’t ascend, so cultivation was just for show.
Wen Ying had tried; if she chose to ascend, her physical body would immediately be declared dead, and a new mission would begin.
Fortunately, there was food to distract her.
Although Lin Yu had made that absurd claim about “sealing the kitchen,” Wen Ying ignored him.
In the previous cycles, Wen Ying had diligently practiced her culinary skills, only to reach max level. It was in this cycle that she began to enjoy the pleasure of food.
However, this time, Wen Ying wasn’t making pastries for lunch.
She was preparing for prison food.
In the previous fifty cycles, Wen Ying had diligently completed her missions, so she had never been to the legendary Xun Xian Sect dungeon.
The dungeon, a place that sounded so intriguing, Wen Ying believed, must hold something to surprise her!
Wen Ying steamed two steamed buns, two flower rolls, and one sweet triangle pastry . She also baked two layered pancakes, one sweet and one savory, and steamed a basket of small buns with the remaining meat.
Looking at the plentiful pastries, Wen Ying took a deep, satisfied breath of the aroma.
Excellent, just like the breakfast shop downstairs!
Wen Ying formed hand seals, and with a flick of her finger, the aroma and warmth of the food were perfectly sealed within a spell.
Cultivation did provide convenience, making it worthwhile.
Wen Ying stored the food in her spatial pouch; her preparation for prison was complete.
Wen Ying returned to her room, sat before her dressing table, and waited for the arrival of her visitors.
Her reflection appeared in the bronze mirror.
Although the mirror was blurry, the original owner’s beautiful features were still visible.
Her features were delicate, her smile charming, her eyes captivating. It was just that her current expression was rather lazy.
Indeed, the original Wen Ying was an ordinary, foolish beauty.
Foolish, in that she was air-headed, only considering the present moment, naive and simple, and easily angered. A single dissatisfaction would lead her to scold the other party. Her poor reputation was well-deserved.
But when it came to malicious intent, the original owner truly lacked it. As with the previous pebble and ferocious beast incidents, almost every evil deed committed by the original owner was a setup—otherwise, why would there be a need for Wen Ying’s redemption?
As for the beauty…
After all, she was the stand-in for Rong Hua Xianzi’s “celestial beauty,” resembling the celestial beauty by seven or eight parts; calling her a beauty was no exaggeration.
Speaking of which, the original owner’s only merits were her beauty and excellent cultivation talent.
Unfortunately, her poor personality overshadowed her beauty, and her simple-minded infatuation wasted her cultivation talent.
If it weren’t for the original owner’s exceptional cultivation talent—surpassing all the overpowered protagonists in the novels, including the genius Fu Shuangxue—Wen Ying wouldn’t have been able to max out her cultivation skills.
But what use was all this talent?
She was still stuck in this cycle of reincarnation.
It should be about time.
Sure enough, the next moment, someone arrived at the door.
“Wen Ying! After investigation by the elders, it has been confirmed that you intentionally released ferocious beasts during the trials. Come with us to answer questions from the elders!” Outside the door, a disciple, holding a long sword, spoke with authority and righteous indignation.
Behind him stood three or four disciples, all on high alert, qi already circulating.
Even seeing this scene for the fiftieth time, Wen Ying had to say this disciple had a talent for being a constable.
The mission panel lit up again.
【”The Female Supporting Character in a Cultivation Novel” Mission 2: Prepare evidence and statements in advance for the interrogation in the hall!】
Wen Ying stood up, casually knocking the mission panel away.
The disciple and the three or four disciples behind him immediately assumed defensive stances.
“Be careful!” the disciple warned those behind him.
Wen Ying’s temper was well known. Apprehending her would certainly be a difficult task.
But as the saying goes, if I don’t go to hell, who will? Justice must be served, and this disciple volunteered to take on this difficult task.
However, amidst the heightened vigilance, Wen Ying simply walked normally to the door.
The expected confrontation didn’t occur; the disciples froze.
“Are you coming or not?” Wen Ying glanced at the statue-like figures. “If you’re not, I’ll go ahead.”
It wasn’t far. She had walked this path over fifty times; she knew it well.
Seeing that they still didn’t react, Wen Ying squeezed past the disciple and walked forward.
The disciple mechanically turned around, following Wen Ying’s movements.
Wen Ying was actively cooperating with her arrest? What was going on?
A change of heart? Had she realized her mistakes?
The disciple, somewhat stunned, sheathed his sword and looked at Wen Ying’s back, gradually coming to his senses.
It’s good to repent; it is better to be repentant than unrepentant. Although the harm caused is unforgivable, it’s still much better than being unrepentant.
Thus, this disciple was indeed well-suited to be a constable.
Wen Ying, who wasn’t far away, gave a fair assessment of his internal monologue.
Wen Ying’s cultivation level had reached max level, meaning all her spells were at max level. This included the common advanced spell, mind reading.
The highest level of mind-reading was called “Everywhere, Yet Nowhere.” Before Wen Ying’s last cycle, no one had reached the highest level; some even said it was just a legend.
Ha, Wen Ying only found out after maxing out the skill in the last cycle that the highest level turned an active skill into a passive one.
“Everywhere, Yet Nowhere,” translated literally, meant, “Without actively using mind-reading, one could still hear thoughts everywhere.”
Fortunately, it could only hear the thoughts of people within a radius of one zhang (approximately 3.3 meters) who had spoken lines in the novels, otherwise, Wen Ying would have been driven mad by the noise.
“Let’s go, let’s follow!” The disciple gestured to the other three, and they followed Wen Ying.
As Wen Ying reached the door, Lin Yu finally emerged.
He smelled the faint aroma of the pastries in the air, and his anger flared. Seeing Wen Ying leave, he shouted angrily, “Wen Ying, didn’t I say I’ve sealed the kitchen! Why are you still…”
However, Wen Ying didn’t even glance at him.
“Sorry, I’m being summoned now, I’m busy, we’ll talk later.” Wen Ying simply waved at Lin Yu, giving a brief explanation.
If the “summoning” was successful, she could be taken to the dungeon she had only heard about. She had no time for Lin Yu.
“You…!” Lin Yu was even more furious, about to stop Wen Ying, when the disciples who had come to apprehend her came out.
“Venerable, indeed, that is the case.” The disciple politely bowed to Lin Yu, briefly explaining the situation.
“Since Grandmaster Ru Song has verified it, it should be true. I never thought Wen Ying would commit such a cruel act.” Lin Yu had regained his usual composure, simply sighing softly. “Very well, let her go with you. I will not interfere with this matter.”
Author’s Note:
Do you prefer sweet or savory pancakes? I prefer sweet ones, hehe~