After Transmigrating, I and the Female Lead Both Found It 'Really Fragrant' (GL) - Chapter 3
Late at night, a crescent moon climbed over the willow branches.
Liu Shuang sat alone at the table, the shadow of the candle flickering on the tip of her nose.
She propped her chin on her hand, her serene profile slightly reddened in the flickering firelight, and her willow-leaf-like brows were lightly furrowed.
Before parting ways with Shen Qiqi this morning, she had deliberately closed the distance between them in an attempt to probe Shen Qiqi’s true identity.
She thought that if Shen Qiqi had also been reborn, her strength would definitely be higher than it is now. With her current cultivation, she could easily kill the sect master with a single palm, so it should be even easier to detect Shen Qiqi’s power.
However, no matter how she probed, the other party was like a blank sheet of paper, with no flaws to be found anywhere.
Shen Qiqi’s spiritual root and cultivation seemed to be exactly the same as before, and she even stood there stupidly, her face flushed red, allowing Liu Shuang to invade her spiritual sea without any defense.
Could it be that Shen Qiqi was still the same person and hadn’t been reborn like herself? But why was she behaving so strangely today?
Thinking about this, Liu Shuang raised her hand thoughtfully, and a wisp of black smoke flew out of her sleeve, transforming into a plump bird that landed on her fingertip and rubbed affectionately against her finger.
Liu Shuang gently scratched its head and said softly, “Go.”
Having received the order, the black bird obediently flew out of the window and nimbly searched for Shen Qiqi’s room.
It was already the dead of night, and Qingfeng Peak was silent, with only the sounds of insects chirping and mountain springs flowing.
Many people had fallen into a deep sleep, and Shen Qiqi’s room was also dark.
The black bird transformed into smoke and silently flowed through the tightly closed windowsill towards Shen Qiqi on the bed.
It flapped its wings, like a high-definition camera, and Liu Shuang could see the scene inside the room clearly through the bird.
Shen Qiqi was seen with one hand tucked into her inner garment, resting on her warm belly, revealing a small section of her white and slender waist; the other hand was casually placed by her side, and she was fast asleep, snoring loudly.
As she slept, she was still mumbling in her sleep, “…I want…wifi…surfing, woohoo…”
The black bird couldn’t hear clearly, so it hopped closer, trying to listen more carefully. At that moment, Shen Qiqi turned over and swung her hand, just hitting the bird and knocking it straight out.
The black bird spun around in the air and fell to the ground with a confused look, chirping pitifully.
It jumped up again, stubbornly, and landed by the bed. Shen Qiqi, half-asleep, reached out and grabbed it, just trapping it in her armpit.
She seemed to have taken the black bird as a pillow, and casually hugged it, rubbing against it tightly.
The immobilized black bird: “…” Squeak squeak! How restless is this person!
Liu Shuang: “…She really doesn’t sleep well.” She sighed at Shen Qiqi’s sleeping face and said to the bird, “Alright, come back.”
There’s plenty of time in the future, there’s no need to rush.
••••
On her first night after time-traveling, Shen Qiqi felt that she had slept well and didn’t feel anything.
If she hadn’t been woken up by Qingyuan’s beautiful voice, she probably could have slept until noon.
The only regret was that the jade pillow that ancient people used was hard and stiff, which was very different from the soft pillows of modern people. As a result, after being woken up, she felt a bit of a sore neck, probably a stiff neck.
Qingyuan was the mountain protector of Qingfeng Peak, the face of the sect, and its calls were like singing. Every morning around 7 or 8, it would call out a few times, reminding the inner and outer sect disciples that it was time to get up for school.
Shen Qiqi reluctantly rolled around in bed a few times, but eventually got up, changed into the Qingli Sect’s white uniform, and went out.
She couldn’t believe that she, a social worker who had graduated several years ago, had to experience school life again in a Xianxia world. It was simply too sad.
The Qingli Sect was divided into 7 peaks, with Qingfeng Peak, led by the sect master, being the most prominent. The other 5 peaks had different scenery and housed other inner sect disciples. The lowest was Chifeng Peak, which was vast and was where the outer sect disciples lived.
Both inner and outer sect disciples had morning classes, but there were more outer sect disciples, so several teachers were needed to teach them, while there were fewer inner sect disciples, only 49 people, just enough to form an experimental class, and one teacher was sufficient.
The peak masters of each peak were all very powerful, almost all Nascent Soul stage cultivators, and the sect master, Shen Jue, had been in closed-door cultivation for a year and was said to be approaching the Soul Formation stage.
But even with such a powerful father, she still had to attend classes.
Standing in the courtyard, Shen Qiqi pondered how she should find the classroom.
Just then, she noticed many people flying by on swords in the sky, including some of the disciples she had met yesterday.
Shen Qiqi slapped her forehead: “Hey, I can fly on a sword too!”
She returned to her room and took out the original owner’s natal sword, carefully recalling the sword-flying technique she had set up, and after chanting silently for a while, she felt the heavy sword in her hand gradually become lighter.
“Charge for me!” Shen Qiqi decisively stepped onto the sword and soared into the sky.
However, as this was her first time using this cutting-edge mode of transportation, she didn’t control her speed well, and braked too hard, almost falling from mid-air.
The passing disciples, seeing someone use sword-flying technique so poorly for the first time, cast shocked glances at her.
Shen Qiqi hugged the hilt of the sword awkwardly, finally managed to stand steady, and looked down. Amidst the mist and clouds, a magnificent and vast landscape came into view, which was breathtakingly beautiful.
She couldn’t help but exclaim: Fortunately, I’m not afraid of heights, otherwise I would have died on the spot.
“Junior sister!” someone suddenly called from behind, “Junior sister Shen!”
Was that me?
Shen Qiqi was startled and turned around with difficulty on the sword, seeing a handsome young man in white robes sitting on a gourd, slowly floating towards her.
Although it was called sword-flying, it was actually a general term, and people flew on all sorts of things in the sky. Brooms, fans, pots and pans, and even riding a donkey, it was all sorts of things, very spectacular.
The young man in white flew to her side and smiled, “Junior sister, why are you up so early?”
Shen Qiqi looked at his uniform and guessed that he was an inner sect disciple, but she didn’t know which senior brother or junior brother he was. But looking at his ponytail hairstyle, maybe it was…
She tentatively asked, “Third Senior Brother?”
“Hmm? What’s wrong?” The third senior brother blinked.
Shen Qiqi’s heart sank back into place. Sure enough, she hadn’t guessed wrong, this person was her third senior brother, Qin Qing.
Qin Qing, in fact, was not a simple person. Because between him and the female lead, there was a story of deep hatred.
Since this was a female-led novel, there would inevitably be many love lines. However, because the female lead was so miserable, none of the love lines remained in the later part, all cruelly cut off by the author herself.
Qin Qing and Liu Shuang were originally soulmates who appreciated each other’s thoughts.
In fact, Qin Qing had helped the female lead a lot in the early stages, but he was too righteous, and later, when the female lead became demonic, their positions were opposite, and they were irreconcilable.
When they met again, it was at the final battle where all the major sects were besieging the female lead.
Behind Qin Qing stood thousands of cultivators who had come to seek revenge, their bl00d boiling, and the female lead stood alone, with no one by her side.
The war drums sounded, and millions of cultivators roared and rushed forward. Qin Qing was at the forefront of the team, and just as the two of them looked at each other, a sword pierced deeply into Liu Shuang’s chest, and bl00d splattered on his side face and white robes.
Liu Shuang lowered her head, she recognized this sword, its owner was Qin Qing.
Qin Qing looked at her, his eyes no longer held the affection of the past, only the deep hatred after losing his master and fellow disciples.
In the end, Liu Shuang laughed loudly, and cruelly dug out his heart and trampled it into the mud. The heart was dripping with bl00d and was still beating.
Recalling this, Shen Qiqi couldn’t help but lower her head and glanced at the third senior brother’s chest.
Qin Qing shivered inexplicably, “Junior sister… why is your gaze so strange?”
“Nothing.” Shen Qiqi chuckled dryly and moved a little further away.
She couldn’t believe she had thought of such a crazy plot before. But compared to the suffering Liu Shuang had endured, this was still a small matter…
It seemed that the closer one was to the female lead, the worse the end. Keep your distance, you must keep your distance!
Shen Qiqi followed Qin Qing and arrived at Xueya in a daze.
Xueya was where all the disciples attended their morning classes. The classroom for the inner sect disciples was on the top floor of Xueya Building, where the scenery and lighting were the best.
As soon as Shen Qiqi entered the classroom, she saw a group of people gathered together whispering, their expressions varied.
As soon as they saw her come in, one of them greeted her with a smile, “Junior sister, come here, there’s something interesting.”
Qin Qing was not with them, so he sat aside by himself. Shen Qiqi had no choice but to walk over under everyone’s gaze and asked, “What’s wrong?”
A female disciple nudged her head towards the back and said with a smirk, “Look, you’ll see…”
Shen Qiqi looked up and saw Liu Shuang standing by the desk at the back, her back straight and her expressionless. She seemed to be used to it, and she silently muttered something, cleaning the surface of the desk.
“Tsk, boring,” the female disciple snorted and turned her head back.
Shen Qiqi watched for a while and suddenly understood. Liu Shuang had been bullied again, and something must have been placed on the chair. Fortunately, she discovered it in advance.
This isn’t the first time something like this has happened. Every day, someone uses different means and methods to play tricks on her, hoping she’ll make a fool of herself. Many people find it amusing.”
One of them said regretfully, “I went to the back mountain and collected a lot of itching powder and sprinkled it on this waste’s chair. If she hadn’t noticed just now, she probably would have rolled on the ground by now.”
Amidst everyone’s laughter, Liu Shuang sat down calmly, her expression neither happy nor sad. Seeing her cold figure, Shen Qiqi felt a pang in her heart, it was both sour and bitter.
Actually, when she was describing these plots, she was purely writing for the sake of abuse, without putting in any empathy. But when she saw these scenes presented in front of her eyes, an irresistible urge to help arose.
She suddenly forgot her previous intention to “keep her distance” and involuntarily walked over and sat down beside Liu Shuang.
Liu Shuang only glanced at her and then coldly looked away, “This isn’t your seat.”
Shen Qiqi asked, “Then who is sitting here?”
Liu Shuang couldn’t answer. In fact, the seats on either side had always been empty; almost no one was willing to sit with her.
So she subconsciously assumed that Shen Qiqi had come over to mock her.
Many people also noticed the situation here and looked over, waiting to see the show.
Shen Qiqi didn’t wait for her answer, and smiled, “If no one’s here, then I should be fine sitting here, right?”
A/N: It took me a long time to write this today…orz Thank you everyone! (bowing)
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