CH 8.1

This was Shen Wanqing’s first time dreaming since she had transmigrated.

There were sounds of a crying baby, a sword furnace raging with flames, countless of sharp blades flying down, and a body that was covered in a pool of blood, unable to be seen clearly.

The blood-covered woman kissed the baby’s forehead, tears dripping with blood, repeating something over and over again.

The scene was clearly in front of her, but the voice seemed extraordinarily far away, as if it was separated by thousands of rivers and mountains, she couldn’t hear it clearly.

The fire suddenly ignited in an instant, and a layer of blood mist appeared in front of her, covering her sight.

Shen Wanqing woke up in shock.

She moved around and found herself lying on the bed with the quilt neatly covering her body.

Shen Wanqing covered her forehead with her hand and frowned, deep in thought.

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Shen Wanqing reached out her hand and caressed her own neck, feeling a bit of disbelief.

Xie Wuyan actually played a night of Aeroplane chess with her yesterday.

And she was still alive after playing chess.

While yawning, Shen Wanqing sat down in front of the vanity mirror, glanced at her dark circles, combed her hair and secretly cursed Xie Wuyan in her heart.

She wasn’t good at using the rouge and powder of the ancient times, it took her a long time to barely cover the dark circles under her eyes. After picking and choosing around in the hairpin box, she ended up choosing an emerald-colored hairpin, and put it up in a bun with her rusty skills.

After taking care of herself in a simple manner, Shen Wanqing looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction.

No matter what, her looks were coveted2 by the Painted Skin Ghost, of course, she needed to take care of herself properly, otherwise she was wasting her good looks. 

Counting in her head, there were still a few days to go before they left the mountain to go and catch demons. During this period of time, Ji Feichen and Feng Yaoqing were progressing quite well as she had not been causing any trouble between them. It seemed like she did not need to exert any more energy on them.

“Miss, miss?”

The voice of the maid outside the door was soft, as if she was afraid of disturbing her, and her tone was filled with a gentleness.

“I’m here.” Shen Wanqing put down the comb, stood up and opened the door, leaning against the door frame, and asked, “What’s the matter?”

She had not yet had time to change her clothes, she was only wearing her undergarments. After a night of deep sleep, the neckline was slightly loose, and the snowy color near her chest was faintly visible. The silky fabric upon her body clearly outlined a good-looking figure.

Even the maid’s cheeks were flushed from looking at it, and she couldn’t help but look away, before hurriedly saying: “Miss Feng said that if you’ve woken up, to go to the front hall to dine.”

Shen Wanqing nodded in response, picked up a goose-yellow dress and put it on before heading towards the front hall.

As soon as she entered, apart from Feng Yaoqing and Ji Feichen, Xie Wuyan and the stupid bird on his shoulder were also particularly eye-catching.

Shen Wanqing’s heart sounded loudly, and she stopped in her tracks abruptly, considering whether or not she should run away.

“Wanqing, why are you standing there dazed?” Ji Feichen smiled and beckoned her to sit down, he also stretched out his hand to gently pick away the leaves that were sticking in her hair, reprimanding her softly, “Why are you still so rash.”

Shen Wanqing raised her eyes, acutely discovering Feng Yaoqing’s eyes dim a little.

Although Feng Yaoqing seemed to have changed her views about her yesterday, and wouldn’t reject her like in the past, but the grievances in her heart could not be let go so easily. What’s more, witnessing the intimacy of the two with her very own eyes?

[Villainess System:

Warning! Feng Yaoqing’s alertness towards the host has increased! ]

Listening to the noisy prompt of the system, Shen Wanqing bit down her teeth and stood up suddenly.

Everyone present was taken aback by her actions, and their eyes were all focused on her.

Shen Wanqing turned her head and looked at Xie Wuyan by her side. After staring at him for a long time, it seemed that she had finally made up her mind.

Immediately afterwards, she turned around and walked to Xie Wuyan’s side, sat down while holding onto her dress, and smiled at him: “Master Xie, do you mind if I sit here?”

Seeing Ji Feichen’s puzzled face and Feng Yaoqing’s suspicious expression, Shen Wanqing added as if she were explaining: “Because I suddenly found the pigeon on Master Xie’s shoulder to be quite cute, so I wanted to sit closer and take a closer look. “

Xie Wuyan didn’t say yes or no, he just raised his eyebrows slightly, with a playful and mocking smile.

However, it was Xuanniao on his shoulder that reacted fiercely: “Chirp chirp!”

Because it knew that it couldn’t reveal its own master’s identity, so it pretended that it couldn’t speak in front of other people.

But even so, one could clearly comprehend the strong resistance coming from the bird’s language.

Who would believe this woman’s nonsense?

Yesterday, she obviously wanted to stew it into a soup, but today she said it was cute?

Liar! Women were all liars!

Shen Wanqing pretended to be confused and distorted the facts: “Huh? It seems that the pigeon raised by Master Xie also likes me.”

“Chirp chirp!”

Xuanniao: Who likes you!

She wasn’t sure which phrase hit Xie Wuyan’s sense of humour, the corner of his lips curled and he laughed deeply, even his chest was shaking.

“Really?” He stretched out his hand and petted the feathers of Xuanniao. “Since Miss Shen discovered it, how about you give it a name?”

…Shen Wanqing didn’t expect Xie Wuyan to give her so much face, even letting her take it further and name this stupid bird.

But perhaps because she had just woken up, her mind was completely empty. In addition, she didn’t have any feelings for this stupid bird, they both couldn’t wait to bite each other to death, she really didn’t have any inspiration to give it a name.

So she stared at the stupid pigeon for a while, and said, “Then let’s call it Mimi.”

Xuanniao flew up at once with its flapping wings, as if trying to fight Shen Wanqing with its life on the line.

Who allowed this stinky woman to name the noble Xuanniao? And even if it was just to brush them off, could she at least give it a name fit for a bird! What’s the matter with you, giving me a cat’s name?

Shen Wanqing watched Xuanniao approaching menacingly, and immediately hid next to Feng Yaoqing, pretending to be aggrieved: “It doesn’t seem to like it very much, but I can only think of these three names: Mimi, Wangcai and Goudan3.”

Xie Wuyan held back Xuanniao, who was on his shoulder and glanced at it: “Then, how about you choose one?”

Xuanniao: “…”

She was seriously a dangerous disaster-inducing woman.

As a result, the dignified Xuanniao finally had a new name today – Mimi.

Shen Wanqing slightly brushed Feng Yaoqing’s arm, but Feng Yaoqing didn’t avoid it, she just looked down at Shen Wanqing’s face, and then looked at Xie Wuyan, who was smiling with his eyes.

Perhaps it was a woman’s natural instinct, she felt that these two people were not as unfamiliar as it seemed on the outside.

And then again, thinking about these past few days, Shen Wanqing no longer seemed to pester Ji Feichen

Could it be that……

[Villainess System:

Congratulations to the host for successfully clearing the air with Feng Yaoqing, her alert value has reduced, and her trust value has increased to 27%. Please continue to work hard. ]

Shen Wanqing, who hadn’t done anything, looked confused, completely unaware that Feng Yaoqing had been won over through her own imagination 

“Brother Ji!”

At this moment, a crisp voice came from outside the door.

In the next second, a shadow passed in front of Shen Wanqing, ran straight to Ji Feichen, and put out her hand to hug onto his shoulders: “Brother Ji, you really came here!”

Before anyone could react, the girl straightened up her back, touched the back of her head, looked at Feng Yaoqing with a smile, spitting out her tongue playfully: “Sister Feng, I’m just too excited, you don’t mind right?”

Shen Wanqing almost suffocated.

Such a fluent set of actions, it almost made her chopsticks fall out of her hands.

Feng Yaoqing glanced at her while smiling helplessly and patted the chair next to her: “You’re bustling with energy after just returning, come and sit down, Ziyun.”

Ziyun.

Zeng Ziyun, the daughter of the Elder of Xuantian Sect, she grew up with Feng Yaoqing since she was a child.

[Villainess System:

Hint, a new female side character has appeared, please, host, be alert and pay attention to the emotional fluctuations of the male and female leads. ]

Shen Wanqing raised her hand to support her forehead, feeling a little fatigued.

If one were to say she was the typical “little sister-type side character” then Zeng Ziyun was definitely the “girl bro-type side character.”

Under the guise of slaying demons and killing monsters, she persistently looked for opportunities to follow Ji Feichen, pretending to be just friends on the surface, but in fact secretly caused havoc.

Her cultivation was also not that advanced, she had only learnt some basics, yet often caused quite a lot of trouble.

Shen Wanqing remembered that when the plot had reached this point, Zeng Ziyun hadn’t completely fallen for Ji Feichen yet, she only admired him and saw him in high regard.

The occasion that caused her to fall for him completely, was this trip to capture the Painted Skin Ghost.

After the Painted Skin Ghost managed to escape, her vitality was greatly injured, so she abducted the left-behind Zeng Ziyun to supplement her cultivation. However, she ended up being rescued by Ji Feichen.

From then on, Zeng Ziyun’s love grew and got out of control.

“I heard that this time Big Brother Ji and Sister Feng are going down the mountain to catch a demon.” Zeng Ziyun patted her sword and said, “I told my father that I will come along with you.”

Shen Wanqing almost choked to death while sipping her tea. She patted her chest, then put down the tea cup, and persuaded: “Miss Zeng, this Painted Skin Ghost’s cultivation is not trivial. This situation arose because of me, I’m afraid of causing more innocent lives to be hurt. “

“It’s okay, father said that I need to get more experience. And—” Zeng Ziyun smiled and hugged Feng Yaoqing’s arm, saying, “Sister Feng and Brother Ji will definitely protect me.”

Seeing this situation, Feng Yaoqing immediately understood that it was the Elder’s instruction, so she could only give up: “Alright then, you can follow us, but remember to be by me and Ji Feichen’s side, do you understand?”

Zeng Ziyun said joyfully: “Understood!”

Shen Wanqing knew that she couldn’t persuade Zeng Ziyun, after all, her words didn’t carry much weight in the Xuantian Sect. What’s more, it was obvious that the Elder of Xuantian Sect deliberately wanted his daughter to go practice and gain experience alongside Ji Feichen, it was not apt to prevent it at this point in time.

But it didn’t mean the situation couldn’t be turned around.

As long as Zeng Ziyun was not captured by the Painted Skin Ghost, there would be no such scene of the hero saving the beauty.

Thinking about this, she turned her head and looked at the only variable beside her.

In the original book, Xie Wuyan did not travel with them.

In the off-chance that he was eager to help out, maybe the Painted Skin Ghost would not escape at all.

Thinking about this, her gaze towards Xie Wuyan changed. She no longer looked at him like he was a fierce and cruel person, but as if she saw hope – her beautiful eyes were filled with the light of hope.

Being stared at by such a scorching gaze, Xie Wuyan finally turned his head and stared at Shen Wanqing.

After ten seconds of silence, Xie Wuyan lips turned upwards in understanding, pressed his index finger against Shen Wanqing’s forehead, and pushed her back: “Sorry, Miss Shen, my cultivation base is still shallow, I can only protect one person. “

The hope in Shen Wanqing’s eyes was extinguished. 

It was impossible to rely on him to suddenly show compassion.



[Translator’s note: Can you believe it’s been a happy one month of translating this novel? To celebrate, from this week till Christmas, I will be releasing THREE CHAPTERS a week on Thursdays, Saturdays and Sundays! Thank you all for your wonderful support so far! By the way, our poor Xuanniao has now become Mimi TT ]