How to Be the Perfect Junior Sister to a Reborn Villain - Chapter 37

Chapter 37

Li Xi made a snap decision. With a quick flick of her fingers, she cast Whirlwind Technique to shove herself out of the range of the massive net.

Just as she was about to break past the edge of the waterfall, she pulled out her grappling hook and hurled it hard toward a nearby cliff wall.

Her body swung out like a pendulum, and she landed squarely against the cliff face, hanging there steady and secure.

But wait, who was that plummeting past her just now?

She barely caught a glimpse, only the edge of a robe flashing by.

When she turned her head toward the huge net below, she saw three deep, sharp dents right in the center of it.

Wait a minute… were those Xiaocui, Senior Sister, and Second Senior Brother?!

Before Li Xi could even think of a way to rescue them, something utterly shocking unfolded before her eyes.

New disciples were falling out of the sky one after another like a hailstorm. 

Thump, thump, thump!

Only Wei Yutong managed to control her descent, drifting gracefully on the wind and landing beside Li Xi on the cliff.

The valley below was filled with a chorus of screams.

“Aaaahhhh!” 

so loud it even overpowered the roar of the waterfall.

Li Xi was baffled. Don’t these people know how to use the Slowfall Technique?

She could only stare as they hit the giant net, each crash leaving a deep dent.

Then, accompanied by laughter from the senior disciples holding the net, the poor victims were launched back into the air, then fell again, bounced up again, and down again.

The whole thing reminded Li Xi of a certain “Drop Tower” amusement ride from her past life.

At least the people on those rides were sitting down with seatbelts.

These guys? They were doing pure freefall, bouncing up and down like pros.

Just listen to those screams, they were practically harmonizing!

Hiss~ Just watching was enough to make her adrenaline spike.

Li Xi was both amazed and deeply relieved.

Good thing, thank goodness she hadn’t fallen into that net herself.

At first, she worried they might pile on top of one another and get hurt.

But after watching closely, she relaxed.

Whether it was the elders secretly intervening or the net-handlers’ skill, the disciples were bouncing in perfect order, like pastries flipping rhythmically in a giant basket, neat, even, and weirdly elegant.

Only cultivators could handle this. Ordinary folks would’ve met the King of Hell long ago.

Wei Yutong followed the bouncing silhouettes with her eyes and suddenly felt profoundly grateful that she was a wind spiritual root cultivator. Her control over wind had saved her life; otherwise, she’d have been one of them.

The only two spared were soon called down by the elders to rest. Their trials were officially over.

The moment their feet touched the ground, the girls immediately cast Cleaning Technique, drying their hair and clothes, even retying their buns.

A celestial maiden’s image must never falter.

As the sun dipped below the mountains, the assessment finally ended.

The senior disciples handling the net seemed to have had their fun at last, and the new disciples were released from their torment.

They looked utterly drained, like wilted cabbage, all shriveled and yellowed.

They could barely walk straight, legs wobbling like noodles.

It was a pitiful sight.

It took quite a while before anyone recovered enough to move. Then, one by one, they performed Cleaning Technique, and with what little dignity they had left, sipped water in small, refined gulps, fast but still graceful.

No one dared flop onto the ground, though.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to, it was that they couldn’t.

A full year of etiquette lessons had burned one rule into their minds: collapse in public, and you lose points.

Though honestly, did they even have points left to lose?

Their etiquette instructor’s words echoed in Li Xi’s mind:

“No matter what you look like inside the sect, once you step outside, others must see the poise and bearing worthy of a great sect.”

That instructor wasn’t especially beautiful, just above average in looks, but Li Xi had learned firsthand what people meant by “beauty lies in the bones, not the skin.”

Every movement, every expression of hers, radiated poise and refinement; it was mesmerizing.

Li Xi took that class very seriously. She even practiced her tea-pouring posture every day.

Who didn’t want to look stunning and leave everyone speechless the moment they appeared?

Seeing the utterly exhausted crowd, Li Xi pulled out a few bottles of fruit-spirit elixirs and passed them around.

Refreshing and sweet with a rich spiritual essence, perfect for quenching thirst in the summer heat.

You guys… didn’t use the Slowfall Technique?  she asked, confused.  Why did you all drop like cannonballs?

Tao Wen and Xiaocui, both looking lifeless, groaned,  We ran out of spiritual power.”

Right. They were the ones with the weakest roots, since their qi absorption couldn’t keep up with the others.

Lin Ruo took a sip of her drink and said, I tried, but my chant couldn’t keep pace with how fast I was falling.

Jin You, combing his tangled hair, huffed indignantly,  I was using it too! That spell must be broken; it didn’t work at all! 

Wei Yutong snorted. “That’s because you’re too heavy. Even a spell can’t hold up a human dumbbell.”

Jin You nearly exploded. “Impossible! It’s the spell that’s useless!”

Li Xi raised her brows and decided to show them how it’s really done.

Both her hands formed seals in midair, her slender fingers moving so quickly they left nothing but a blur, afterimages stacking upon one another.

The crowd watched, wide-eyed, realizing in shame: So… we’re just terrible, huh?

Wei Yutong wanted to show off too, but Li Xi’s speed made her give up instantly.

Still, she clenched her fists and made a silent vow: she’d surpass her someday! Practice starts tonight!

Jin, you just stared, dumbfounded. His hands could never move that fast, he admitted defeat.

But then, gritting his teeth, he declared, Next year, I’m signing up to be one of the people holding the net! Otherwise, my Dao heart will never recover.

The other new disciples suddenly felt the same itch an oddly tempting thought.

The elders soon announced the results: Li Xi ranked first, Wei Yutong second.

Senior Sister, Second Brother, Fourth Brother, and Xiaocui all performed decently as well.

As for their master, High Uncle-Master, and Third Brother, they were taking tests elsewhere, so no news yet.

With the assessment over, the inner and outer sect disciples were officially determined.

Outer sect disciples could freely choose their peaks, while the elders escorted the inner sect ones to the Grand Hall of Tai Xian Sect.

Hovering midair, Elder Chengyuan pointed at Wei Yutong and said to Elder Dikong,

“This little girl’s as dense as a brick. Give her a few extra days in the Heart-Refinement Trial.”

Fortunately, she was from their own sect she’d need to be strictly disciplined in the future.

Then he pointed at Li Xi. “Add a few days for him, too.”

Tsk. A transmigrator and a reborn girl in the same sect how interesting.

Elder Dikong’s phoenix eyes narrowed slightly. “That’s not in the rules. You can’t just add days as you please.”

Chengyuan shrugged. “Easy. When the sect tournament comes, they definitely won’t pass. You can tack it on then.”

He didn’t care how he just wanted it done.

As for Yan Jiuzhi, he wasn’t worried. That boy was ruthless and firm-minded, he’d do just fine.

Elder Dikong had also noticed traces of temporal law on Wei Yutong.

It must’ve been caused by the recent spatial turbulence when the boundary of the Xuan Cang Realm cracked.

To be reborn is a form of fortune, she said lightly. 

Her luck isn’t as bad as it looks; she just needs to accumulate more merit to make up for it.

Chengyuan chuckled. Of course. Yan Jiuzhi’s luck wasn’t affected at all.

As for Xia Mengxue the real culprit her karmic merit must’ve been completely wiped clean, leaving the residual misfortune to fall on Wei Yutong.

That “system” of hers was bizarre indeed. Who knew if Xia Mengxue herself had suffered any side effects?

Li Xi’s case was different altogether her soul had transmigrated from another world and been reborn directly into this realm.

Whatever the cause, she now counted as a native of this world. Naturally, her fortune remained untouched.

Elder Dikong could hardly stand Chengyuan’s smug, all-knowing attitude.

She spun on her heel, yanked back the silk sash under his feet, and flew off without a word.

Her thousand-hued cloud-skirt rippled in the air, tracing a graceful arc before fading into the horizon.

“Ah, Kongkong, how heartless of you~” Chengyuan called after her, keeping a perfectly elegant pose as he plummeted downward.

Before he could hit the ground, Cang Min appeared just in time, using his spiritual power to steady his master midair allowing Chengyuan to “land gracefully.

If he’d actually let his master crash, he’d be strung up in the busiest part of the sect by tomorrow for everyone to see.