After Transmigrating into a Book as a Cannon Fodder Character, The System Turned out to be Completely Unreliable! - Chapter 30

Chapter 30: “Ji… Fu…yu…”

Ye Lingxi never expected her eyes to turn golden. “Why did they become like this?” she tugged at Lan Mushu’s sleeve. “Aunt Lan, what’s going on?” She touched her unfamiliar eye color in confusion.

Lan Mushu looked just as puzzled. “I’m not really sure either.”

Ye Lingxi turned to Bai Luotang, who said, “If Lan doesn’t know, I certainly don’t.”

“What exactly is happening?”

Lan Mushu replied, “We’ve never encountered this before. No one here has ever had golden eyes. Maybe the demonic energy that entered your body triggered a mutation in your eye color.”

Ye Lingxi felt like she’d been struck by lightning. She kept touching her eyes. “Am I going to die?”

“We don’t know.”

Ye Lingxi: “…”

“You don’t know this, you don’t know that—what do you know?” she snapped, growing anxious.

Bai Luotang sighed. “Ye Lingxi, don’t be rude.”

But Ye Lingxi had no time for manners.

Lan Mushu said gently, “It’s alright.”

“So what now? Am I going to die?”

She wasn’t afraid of dying—she could always restart. But if there were side effects that caused prolonged suffering, she couldn’t handle that. She hated pain.

“I’ll need to do some research.”

Ye Lingxi: “…”

“Rest for now. We’ll go look into it.” Lan Mushu quickly pulled Bai Luotang away.

“Hey, hey!” Ye Lingxi called after them. “Don’t leave me!”

“Right when things get serious, they say they need to check the archives?” she muttered, frustrated.

Spirit Cat: “Host, maybe you’re the first case. Even the author didn’t plan for this, so don’t blame them.”

“Oh great, now you’re siding with them? So it’s my fault?”

Spirit Cat: “That’s not what I meant.”

“I don’t care what you meant. The point is—what’s going on with my eyes?” She grabbed the flying system.

Her spit hit it in the face, and it shut its eyes.

Spirit Cat: “I should’ve stayed away.”

“What did you say?”

Spirit Cat: “Nothing.”

Ye Lingxi tossed it aside. “What a mess.” She collapsed onto the table, crying.

Spirit Cat: “…”

Spirit Cat: “But your eyes are so rare they’re clearly visible to everyone. That’s kind of amazing.”

Ye Lingxi lifted her head, then buried it again, sobbing harder. “Ahhh hahaha…”

The system circled her, trying to comfort her, but nothing worked.

Suddenly, it said:
Spirit Cat: “Host, I know someone who might have the answer.”

“Who?” she asked without lifting her head.

Spirit Cat: “The demon queen.”

Ye Lingxi’s crying stopped instantly. She looked up. “Right! She’s lived the longest—she must know what this is.”

“But… where is she now?”

…

Ye Lingxi had searched Baicao Sect at least ten times, but no matter where she looked, she couldn’t find Ji Fuyu. Not even her usual tree perch.

Hands on her hips, she muttered, “Where did she go? Why can’t I find her?”

Just then, a voice called out, “Senior Disciple.”

That voice… Ye Lingxi found it familiar. She turned slowly. She hadn’t seen this person since the final trial. She thought she’d never show up again.

“Yu’er?”

“Surprised to see me?”

Ugh, this fangirl again. I don’t care. She turned to leave.

“I’ll tell you anyway,” Yu’er called. “Master let me stay.”

Ye Lingxi stopped. “What do you mean?”

Yu’er hugged her short sword and walked up to her. “After the final trial, I begged Master for another chance to stay in Qingyang Sect. And I succeeded.”

Ye Lingxi: “Of course you did, fangirl.”

“Oh. And?”

Yu’er: “…”

“I heard your eyes were injured, so I came to check on you.”

Ye Lingxi: “Girl, I’m already healed. Are you sure you’re just here to check on me?”

“Well, now you’ve seen me. You can leave.” She had no time for this.

Yu’er blocked her path. “I’m not done. Why are you in such a rush?” She raised her short sword in front of Ye Lingxi’s face.

Ye Lingxi felt uneasy. “What are you trying to do?”

“That day’s fight wasn’t satisfying. Let’s go another round!”

Ye Lingxi found her ridiculous. “It’s over. I don’t have the patience for this.”

Yu’er smirked. “Is it really no patience—or are you afraid to lose?”

Ye Lingxi scoffed. “We already fought. What’s the point now?”

“There is a point.” Yu’er drew her sword. “I met a master recently who taught me new techniques. Let’s see how you handle them.”

What? You just learned them and now you want to test them on me? And you know I just recovered my sight?

“I told you—I’m not interested.” Ye Lingxi didn’t even have her sword with her.

“No sword? That’s fine. You have a sword spirit. Just summon it with your spiritual power.”

Ye Lingxi: How does she know more than I do?

“How many times do I have to say no?” she snapped.

Yu’er’s expression darkened. She lunged with her sword. Luckily, Ye Lingxi could see clearly and dodged.

She realized something—Yu’er’s movements looked slower than before. She could even spot her openings.

Yu’er attacked again. Ye Lingxi dodged again.

She kept dodging until she was backed against a tree. Then she leapt, flipped, and kicked Yu’er in the chest.

Yu’er hadn’t expected it and took the hit. But she quickly recovered, spun, and released a wave of spiritual energy. Sword light surrounded her, trapping Ye Lingxi.

Ye Lingxi backflipped and escaped before the circle closed. She landed gracefully, her sleeves fluttering. Wow, I’ve really improved.

While she was still marveling, Yu’er sneered, “How amusing.”

What? She’s mocking me?

“What do you want?”

Yu’er smirked. “A duel.”

Duel my foot! You’re just messing with me!

“Yu’er, I never wanted to be the top disciple. But you saw it—if I hadn’t fought, Master would’ve thought I was weak!”

“Liar!” Yu’er’s shout made Ye Lingxi flinch.

Did she just curse at me? I didn’t know she had such a temper.

“I’m telling the truth! Believe it or not.”

Yu’er didn’t listen. “Enough talk! Take this!” She attacked again, and Ye Lingxi didn’t hold back this time.

She caught Yu’er’s sword mid-swing. Both of them were stunned.

When did I get this strong?

Yu’er tried to press harder, but Ye Lingxi twisted and flung her several meters away.

Yu’er landed and steadied herself. “Didn’t expect you to train while blind.”

Ye Lingxi: Even I don’t believe it.

She looked at her hands. Am I really this powerful now?

“What are you mumbling about?” Yu’er snapped. “I don’t care if you trained—I won’t lose!”

Ye Lingxi rolled her eyes. Why is she so obsessed?

But then Yu’er’s next move shocked her. Her spiritual energy wasn’t pink anymore—it was black.

That aura… is that demonic energy?

But how?

“What are you doing?!” A sudden gust of wind forced Ye Lingxi to shut her eyes.

I just got my vision back—I’m not going blind again! “Yu’er!”

Yu’er’s power surged. It was no longer clear whether it was spiritual or demonic—maybe both. “Prepare to die!”

She charged, slamming into Ye Lingxi and sending her flying. Ye Lingxi tumbled, coughing up bl00d.

I take it back. That hurt like hell.

Yu’er laughed. “So that’s all you’ve got?”

Through the black and pink aura, Ye Lingxi spotted the figure she’d been searching for—leaning silently against a tree, expressionless, watching her bleed.

She reached out, bl00d on her lips, and whispered, “Ji… Fu… Yu…”