After Transmigrating into a Book as a Cannon Fodder Character, The System Turned out to be Completely Unreliable! - Chapter 60

Chapter 60: “Ye Lingxi! Don’t let this king catch you!”

Fu Guang held the petal of the Baicao Spirit in his hand and said, “Thank you.”

“Aiya, it’s nothing—we’re friends now. But since I gave it to you, you better protect me.”

Who knows if Mo Huaishu might try to kill her?

Fu Guang gave a slight nod. “Mm, alright.”

Great—another powerful backer secured. Not bad at all.

…

The moment Lan Mushu woke up, she asked anxiously, “Is Senior Sister alright?!”

Su Yunli, who had been sitting beside her, was startled awake. “What senior sister?”

Lan Mushu: “…”

“What are you doing in my room? Where’s my senior brother?”

“Oh, if you’re looking for your senior brother, he’s gone into closed-door cultivation for a while.”

“He’s in seclusion?”

“Yes, and he asked me to look after you in the meantime.”

“Is everyone else okay?”

“They’re all fine now.” Su Yunli fanned himself leisurely. “Not only is your senior sister fine, even Ye Lingxi is perfectly alright.” His smiling eyes were filled with warmth.

Lan Mushu turned away and got out of bed.

Su Yunli called after her, “Where are you going?”

“To find Xiao Xi.”

“What for? She’s also in seclusion now.”

“She is too?” Lan Mushu turned around and stared at him. “Why is everyone suddenly in seclusion?”

“Well, the Demon King has resurfaced—we have to be on guard.”

Lan Mushu: “…”

“Has the Demon King been found?”

Su Yunli answered, “My people are still tracking her, but she hasn’t been located yet.”

“Where do you think she might have gone?”

“Don’t know. Maybe back to her original demon palace. But when we went there earlier, there were no traces of anyone.” He told her everything he knew.

Lan Mushu said, “Then I’ll go with you all to find her.”

“But your body hasn’t fully recovered yet.”

Lan Mushu shook her head. “I know my own condition best. Right now, the priority is finding her. Who knows what kind of damage she might cause?”

“That goes without saying. She’d probably destroy us first.”

“No—she’ll go after Xiao Xi first.”

“Why are you so certain?”

“Because she’s now the host of Goddess Mingyue’s spirit. If she’s going to destroy anyone, it’ll be the divine ones first.”

Su Yunli agreed with her. A thousand years ago, Ji Fuyu had already harbored deep hatred toward Mingyue. Now that she knows Mingyue still exists, her first target would definitely be Ye Lingxi.

Suddenly, Lan Mushu said, “Senior Brother, let’s check the place where the Demon King was sealed.”

Su Yunli replied, “Alright.”

They arrived at the Serpent’s Den, located at the mouth of Dragon Vein Mountain. To outsiders, it looked like a simple snake cave, but those who knew the truth were aware it was just a decoy.

Bones littered the area, and the exit that Ji Fuyu had shattered was still visible. When Su Yunli heard the sounds in the area, he realized what had taken place. He had also noticed a woman in Qingyang Sect robes trailing Ji Fuyu all the way back to Qingyang, where she once again became the chief disciple. He didn’t know what Ji Fuyu’s goal was, but watching her try so hard to help made him suspect she was being used.

Later, he followed them to the Ruins of Rong Kingdom and Lotus Pavilion, where he saw Fu Guang, and also Ye Lingxi transform into Goddess Mingyue—then it all made sense. It was destiny.

Lan Mushu squatted beside the broken chains and shattered rocks that once bound Ji Fuyu and asked, “Senior Brother, do you know how Goddess Mingyue sealed her back then?”

“She used all of her spiritual power and divine consciousness.”

“But… doesn’t something seem strange to you?”

“What’s strange?”

“Mingyue’s divine sword, Qinghong, is missing,” Lan Mushu pointed out. “If she sealed her using only herself, then where did her divine sword go?”

Su Yunli was stunned, realizing something he hadn’t thought of. “You’re right. I never even considered it—Mingyue’s divine sword is missing.”

“I remember that the demonic sword was once sealed under her final statue. Now that sword is gone, and it’s highly likely that Ji Fuyu has taken it. That means we must find Qinghong Sword too.”

Lan Mushu nodded. “But where could that sword be?”

They looked at each other.

“Ye Lingxi!”

“If Ye Lingxi really is Goddess Mingyue, then she must be holding Qinghong Sword.” They spoke in perfect unison, clearly pleased by their shared conclusion.

Su Yunli said, “Looks like we’ll have to wait until they come out of seclusion.”

“Mm-hmm.”

In the blink of an eye, winter arrived. The lake had already frozen over, and snow weighed heavily on the treetops, bending them like the elegant posture of a graceful woman.

Wintersweet had bloomed in bright crimson.

“Senior Sister, it’s cold outside. Let’s head in,” said Bai Luotang, who stood by the window wrapped in a red cloak. The cold wind whistled around her as she smiled faintly. “I just wanted to get some fresh air. Being cooped up inside is stifling.”

“Then I’ll stay with you.”

Bai Luotang smiled warmly. “Ah Huai, look how beautiful those wintersweets are.”

“Mm, very beautiful. But they still pale in comparison to you.”

“You…” Bai Luotang sighed. “I wonder how everyone else is doing. They’ve been running around so much for me, and even Mushu injured her spiritual power because of me.”

“Ah Luo, don’t think like that. You’re our senior sister—it’s only natural we’d save you.”

Clutching her cloak tighter, Bai Luotang said, “Even though I’ve recovered, my cultivation must start over from scratch.”

“That’s okay. You still have me. Senior Sister, we can cultivate together—that way it’ll go faster.”

Bai Luotang looked up and nodded gently. “Mm.” She leaned on Mo Huaishu’s shoulder, gazing at the snowy scenery.

“Am I interrupting?” Su Yunli had just entered and froze in place at the sight, his steps slowing naturally.

They both looked at him.

Bai Luotang was the first to speak. “Junior Brother.”

“Senior Sister, you’re looking much better.”

“All thanks to you all.”

“Aiya, don’t say that…”

“What are you doing here?” Mo Huaishu cut him off.

Su Yunli responded, “Oh right, I almost forgot after seeing such a touching scene. Fu Guang and the others have finished their seclusion.”

“Really?” Bai Luotang’s eyes lit up. “Take me to them, quickly!”

Seeing her forget all about him, Mo Huaishu glared at Su Yunli.

Sensing a trace of killing intent, Su Yunli lifted his fan in defense: I didn’t do anything—I’m just here to deliver news!

“Ah Huai, let’s go quickly,” Bai Luotang tugged his hand. “I haven’t seen Junior Brother in a hundred years. I must see him.”

“Alright, Ah Luo,” Mo Huaishu agreed reluctantly. “But only if you dress warmly. Otherwise, I won’t allow it.”

“Okay.”

With a cold tone, Mo Huaishu turned to Su Yunli. “We’ve heard you. Now you can scram.”

“Ah Huai, don’t be rude! He’s your senior brother.”

Su Yunli tried to smooth things over. “It’s fine, it’s fine. She can say whatever she wants—I don’t mind.”

“You’ve delivered your message. You can leave now.”

Su Yunli: “Then I’ll go. Senior Sister, Little Junior Sister, see you at Baicao Sect.” And he fled in a flash.

“Hey, hey, hey!” Bai Luotang tried to stop him, but he was already gone. She turned back and asked, “Ah Huai, why haven’t you changed? He’s your senior brother—how could you speak like that?”

Mo Huaishu remained silent, letting her scold him.

Bai Luotang sighed. “Forget it. Let’s go to Baicao Sect.”

Mo Huaishu nodded. “Bundle up, then we’ll go.”

“Alright.” Bai Luotang tapped her finger on his nose playfully. He didn’t get angry—he just let her touch him.

At Baicao Sect, as soon as they entered, Bai Luotang spotted a youthful figure. She rushed over, full of emotion, and said, “Fu Guang, let me take a good look at you.”

Fu Guang had already returned to his handsome and refined appearance. Mo Huaishu stepped in front of Bai Luotang to block her. “Ah Luo.”

“Just this once,” she pleaded.

Seeing the look in her eyes, Mo Huaishu relented and stepped aside.

“Senior Sister.”

“Fu Guang.” Bai Luotang made him spin in a circle. “Are you alright? They said you looked like an old man before—was that true?”

“Yes.”

“But now I’ve recovered and returned to the appearance you know.”

“Back to normal—that’s good.” She choked up, but before long, her attention shifted to the girl standing nearby.

“You are… Goddess Mingyue?” Bai Luotang asked in disbelief, completely stunned.

Fu Guang supported her. “Senior Sister—”

“Her?”

“She is Ye Lingxi.”

Ye Lingxi stepped forward. “Greetings, Aunt Bai.”

“But… why does her face…?” Bai Luotang asked Fu Guang, confused.

Fu Guang answered, “She is the reincarnation of Goddess Mingyue.”

“This is real?” Bai Luotang covered her mouth, overwhelmed. “I never thought I’d see Master again…” She wanted to hug her, but didn’t dare—afraid it was just a dream.

Fu Guang said, “Senior Sister, now’s not the time for a reunion. Our people have detected the Demon King’s movements. We must capture her.”

“Yes,” Ye Lingxi added. “Her demonic powers are sealed—she poses no real threat. We just need to watch out for the crow beside her.”

“The crow?”

“Her guardian—Jing,” Su Yunli explained.

Bai Luotang remembered. “Yes… I think I heard something about that.”

“While she’s powerless, we must move fast and reseal her,” Fu Guang urged. “Only then can the world return to peace.”

“Although we still don’t know the location of Qinghong Sword, we may not need it right now—so we must hurry!”

Hearing the urgency in his tone, Bai Luotang asked, “Okay, but where is she now?”

“In the Demon Forest. Our disciples are engaging her as we speak,” Su Yunli replied first.

Demon Forest.

The young Ji Fuyu carved out a path with her sword. Weak and exhausted, she stabbed her blade into the dirt to support herself, breathing heavily. Her crimson eyes glowed with rage as she growled,

“Ye Lingxi! Don’t let this king catch you!”