After Transmigrating into a Book as a Cannon Fodder Character, The System Turned out to be Completely Unreliable! - Chapter 36

Chapter 36: Intrusion

A night of entanglement.

Made Ye Lingxi realize just how much of a scumbag she was.

There were marks all over her body. She held her waist and glanced at the bed—only to find the person was already gone.

“Eat and run—what is she, a devil?” Ye Lingxi cursed inwardly, but thinking back on it… it actually felt quite—big…

No, no, am I crazy too?

The system, which had been locked out all night, was sleeping soundly on the floor. As soon as Ye Lingxi opened the door, she kicked it.

“Ouch!” the spirit cat yelped.

After kicking it hard, Ye Lingxi felt like her body was about to fall apart. “My waist…”

The spirit cat flew up and asked: 【Host, are you okay from last night?】

Ye Lingxi forcibly stood straight, trying to act calm: “I’m fine.”

How could she possibly let it know she got done by that neither-male-nor-female freak?

Spirit Cat: “Good thing you’re fine, I worried the whole night.”

Ye Lingxi gave it a contemptuous look. “Worried all night? Really?”

Spirit Cat: “Of course!”

It felt guilty and tried to fly away, but Ye Lingxi grabbed its tail.

Spirit Cat: “Host!”

“Run? You still want to run?” Ye Lingxi, finally finding something to vent on, yanked its mouth while shouting, “Still dare to lie to me?! You trash system with missing components! Always painting pie-in-the-sky promises!”

Spirit Cat: “Host, calm down, calm down!”

“Calm down? I seriously can’t calm down even a little!” Ye Lingxi had entered rage mode: “Not only do these NPCs toy with me every day, you guys also command me to do this and that—my life’s hanging by a thread! And now I’ve even lost my virginity!”

The spirit cat rubbed its cheek: “Host, just now did you say your virginity…? Don’t tell me…” It eyed her up and down.

Ye Lingxi covered its eyes. “Look one more time and I’ll gouge your eyeballs out!”

Spirit Cat: “Alright alright, I won’t look. So stingy.”

Stingy your ass. Is this something a mere bunch of code should be looking at?

“Not for kids, got it?” Ye Lingxi poked its forehead.

Spirit Cat: “I’m not a kid.”

Ye Lingxi: “…”

“You got that thing?” Ye Lingxi asked awkwardly.

Spirit Cat: “You mean the ‘baby-gone pill’?’

“What else could I mean.”

The spirit cat sneered but still handed it over.

Ye Lingxi quickly swallowed it. She had no intention of carrying any burden forward.

Spirit Cat: “Don’t take this stuff too often. You need to be more careful next time.”

Ye Lingxi pouted, “Tch, you sure talk a lot.” She turned and changed into a new outfit before heading out to look for Lan Mushu.

Meanwhile—

Mo Huaishu was still in the dungeon interrogating Yu’er. No matter what Yu’er said, Mo Huaishu kept her aloof, superior demeanor.

“Master, I really didn’t—” Yu’er’s lips were bloody, her pitiful appearance not gaining an ounce of sympathy.

“Save that act for your master,” said Mo Huaishu coldly.

Yu’er’s tendons were already severed. “Master, I have no other master—only you.”

Mo Huaishu ignored her babbling.

“Master, I beg you… I’ve loved you since I was young. I prepared for so long to enter Qingyang Sect.”

Every time disciples were recruited, Yu’er had high hopes. She wanted to stand by Mo Huaishu with top-tier qualifications, but there were too many more talented than her!

During the test, she noticed Mo Huaishu kept watching Ye Lingxi. After Lingxi’s spiritual power was tested, she was placed in the advanced level, while Yu’er only made it to the intermediate level.

She laughed maniacally, “Hehe hahaha… Why?! I worked so hard—why does she get to stand in the spot I want most?”

Mo Huaishu narrowed her eyes and raised an eyebrow. “I already made you my second disciple—what more do you want?”

“No! I don’t think I belong in second place—I deserve to be number one, the chief disciple!”

Mo Huaishu frowned. “Your resentment is too deep.”

“Too deep?” Yu’er laughed more wildly, “Master, why can’t you see who’s truly sincere?”

The black demonic energy around her grew thicker.

Mo Huaishu asked, “You’re going to fall completely into demonic cultivation?”

“So what if I do? You’ve never even looked at me once.” Her eyes turned pitch black, colorless—only endless darkness remained.

Mo Huaishu’s heart suddenly ached. She thought of her own senior sister, Bai Luotang.

Ever since exiting closed-door cultivation, she had started to feel emotions—she wasn’t supposed to…

“Master!” Yu’er’s voice changed.

Sensing danger, Mo Huaishu tried to suppress her with spiritual energy. But Yu’er’s resentment was so thick she couldn’t fully restrain her. Still, as the head of one of the four great sects, she wouldn’t be defeated so easily.

She summoned the Ri Tang Sword—its blade wrapped in a twisting dragon—baring its fangs toward the now-demonic Yu’er, as if warning her.

Yu’er showed no fear upon seeing the sword spirit. She charged forward.

Mo Huaishu blocked her with the sword, then flipped backward and stabbed toward her chest.

Yu’er didn’t seem to feel pain. She dissolved into black mist, leaving only her shackles behind.

Mo Huaishu scanned the dungeon and caught Yu’er’s aura. Her eyes sharpened, and she struck.

Yu’er was forced into visibility, rolled a few times, and stopped. Mo Huaishu didn’t let up—she followed with another attack.

With Ri Tang Sword at Yu’er’s throat, she declared coldly, “If you won’t tell me where the demon sword is, you’re useless.”

Yu’er met her icy gaze with rage and, in defiance, self-detonated. A wave of black mist escaped, and Mo Huaishu sensed something was wrong. She chased after it.

The black mist led her across rooftops, until finally reaching Baicao Sect.

Inside—

Bai Luotang was soaking in a medicinal bath, something she had done for several days now.

She asked Lan Mushu in the bath, “Junior sister, do you think this will work?”

Lan Mushu replied, “I can’t be sure, but I already called Xiao Xi. She should be able to help.”

“Xiao Xi?” Bai Luotang repeated.

“Yes.” Lan Mushu dipped her hand into the bathwater to check the temperature. “How’s the temperature?”

“Just right.” Bai Luotang stirred the herbs in the bath and said, “Feels great.”

Lan Mushu nodded just as someone called her.

“Mushu.”

Ye Lingxi limped in without restraint.

Lan Mushu tilted her head. “What’s wrong with your leg?”

Ye Lingxi dodged the question, “Just twisted it accidentally.” She had no intention of letting them find out about her embarrassing ordeal.

With hands behind her back, she walked toward the two. “What are you two doing with Bai Shishu?”

Bai Luotang was delighted to see her. “Xiao Xi, you’re here.”

Ye Lingxi froze for a second. Another female lead was calling her nickname—so gently, too. She bit her lip, unsure whether to respond, but Bai Luotang spoke first: “Do you not like me calling you that?”

Ye Lingxi shook her head. “No, it’s just… it feels kind of inappropriate.”

Bai Luotang smiled. “Lan Mushu calls you Xiao Xi, why can’t I?”

Ye Lingxi replied, “That’s different—you’re of higher seniority than even my master. I wouldn’t dare.”

Bai Luotang found her adorable and said, “Ah-Huai wouldn’t mind.”

If she hadn’t experienced what she had, Ye Lingxi might have believed that. She remembered being thrown into the snake pit, and learned that the last person thrown in before her was someone who failed to administer medicine properly—and was executed by Mo Huaishu.

“Maaster is very generous,” Ye Lingxi said, going against her conscience.

Bai Luotang beamed. “Then I can call you that from now on?”

How could Ye Lingxi say no? Perfect—if she could become close with them, she wouldn’t have to see that demon woman’s face again.

Originally, she had planned to cling to her thigh until the finale, but after witnessing her terrifying side, she remembered that she was the Demon King. Aligning with the righteous side would be way better.

After all, villains always die tragically.

“Mhm.” Ye Lingxi nodded shyly.

Bai Luotang giggled, “Xiao Xi? Xiao Xi~”

She called her again and again, and Ye Lingxi answered each time.

After the side chatter ended, Ye Lingxi asked Lan Mushu, “So, why were you looking for me?”

Lan Mushu glanced at the medicinal bath. “That’s exactly why.”

Ye Lingxi followed her gaze and noticed the bathwater was green. If Mo Huaishu saw that, would she think she was being green-capped (i.e., cheated on)? Though she probably wouldn’t get the joke.

“I see it.”

“Remember that elder I mentioned when we were looking for the reproductive Bai Ling Grass?”

“Of course I remember.”

How could she forget? It was deeply etched in her mind.

“Your Master’s body is deteriorating daily. We need a large amount of herbs to sustain her life. If we can find Bai Ling Grass, we might be able to cure her completely.”

Ye Lingxi suddenly understood. “So that’s it.”

She thought about it—if Bai Luotang got better, she wouldn’t have to absorb demonic energy and wouldn’t be as easily possessed by demons. Maybe that would bring the finale early.

She couldn’t stop smiling.

The two stared at her grinning foolishly. Lan Mushu reached out and smacked her back to her senses.

Ye Lingxi wiped her drool and said, “This is a favor I’ll definitely help with.”

Bai Luotang was touched by her willingness to help find the Bai Ling Grass formula.

She clutched her chest. The first person she thought of was Mo Huaishu. She already knew Mo Huaishu had ended her closed-door training early. They hadn’t seen each other for a long time—she was starting to miss her.

“Ah-Huai… I miss you so much…”

Her chest tightened. Then suddenly, something crashed into the bathhouse.

All three turned to look at a cloud of black mist.