Senior Sister Is Too Weak and Cannot Take Care Of Herself (Transmigration) - Chapter 35

Even though Tang Huan didn’t understand why Qin Su had suddenly decided to go out, she was very happy. She hummed a tuneless song, cheerfully flying her sword down the mountain with Qin Su on board.

Tang Huan was early; there weren’t many people on the sidelines yet. When Wang Mengyao saw them, her eyes lit up, and she gestured for them to come sit. As they walked toward Wang Mengyao, Qin Su’s brows furrowed. Her beautiful eyes scanned the area as if she were waiting for someone.

“What’s wrong?” Tang Huan asked.

“It’s nothing,” Qin Su said, her gaze returning to Tang Huan. She walked with her over to Wang Mengyao’s side, but she still seemed a little absent-minded.

“Oh my gosh! Senior Sister came down the mountain!” Wang Mengyao exclaimed, her eyes lighting up with that familiar strange glow Tang Huan knew so well. She dramatically announced, “I only saved a spot for Ah Huan, but I didn’t expect you to come, Senior Sister! You can have my spot. I’ll just sit in the back…”

Tang Huan’s brow twitched. Is Wang Mengyao serious? There are so many open seats on all sides! She just thinks the view is better in the back, right?

But before Tang Huan could object, Wang Mengyao had already scurried to the back. Even without turning around, Tang Huan could feel her burning gaze on her back.

Tang Huan had been feeling completely at ease before this. But now, with Wang Mengyao’s gaze on her, she suddenly felt awkward. The little squirrels had told her that a lot of people in the sect had read those storybooks and had the same ideas as Wang Mengyao. What people say can be a scary thing. Tang Huan would be fine, but she was worried that Senior Sister was so delicate that she would get scared if she heard those rumors. Not wanting to give them any more material, Tang Huan secretly made up her mind: she had to control any words or actions that could be misinterpreted, to protect Senior Sister’s good name.

With that thought, Tang Huan straightened her back and sat up straight. She looked straight ahead at the martial arts stage as if the person sitting next to her was a stranger. She didn’t even glance at Qin Su. Tang Huan’s stiff posture made it look like she was eagerly waiting for someone. People were slowly filling up the area around the martial arts stage, but Liu Fei still hadn’t arrived.

Qin Su’s lips were slightly pursed. She turned to look at Tang Huan several times, then asked softly, “Junior Sister, are you waiting for Liu Fei?”

Qin Su wasn’t the type to start a conversation, so Tang Huan didn’t expect her to speak. “Huh?” she said, about to answer, when she saw Liu Fei flying down the mountain on his sword.

“I’m not waiting for anyone,” Tang Huan said politely and distantly, keeping a safe distance between them. To change the subject and hide her deliberate actions from Senior Sister, she immediately stood up and enthusiastically waved to Liu Fei. “Liu Fei, over here!”

Liu Fei paused in mid-air for a moment, then flew down, changed direction, and walked over to Tang Huan. He sat down in the empty seat next to her. To avoid suspicion, Tang Huan began to talk to Liu Fei about sword arts. Liu Fei was interested in anything related to sword arts and listened intently. The two of them talked enthusiastically.

Qin Su squinted slightly, her gaze lingering on Liu Fei for a long time. Her lips became even more tightly pressed together.

Soon, all six of the disciples competing for the top three spots had arrived. To show how much they valued this competition, the elders and the sect master had also come. The sect master was a handsome, middle-aged man with a divine aura. He had a refined face and was usually very serious. The disciples were a little scared of him, but Tang Huan was grateful to him for sending her to Qin Su in time.

The sect master was the last to arrive. He was dressed in a white robe and slowly flew down on his sword. When he appeared, the noise in the arena instantly died down. Looking at the scene, Tang Huan suddenly felt that the sect master was a lot like her principal from her past life.

The six disciples drew lots to determine their opponents. The area was completely silent. The sect master sat down in the seat prepared for him. His gaze looked calm, but it was also full of authority as it swept over the disciples. When his gaze passed over Tang Huan’s area, for some reason, his eyes suddenly went wide, and he looked a little flustered.

Qin Su’s throat seemed to be a little uncomfortable, and she coughed softly twice.

Is she not feeling well? Tang Huan instinctively wanted to turn her head to check on Qin Su, but she felt Wang Mengyao’s gaze on her back. Tang Huan hesitated for a moment. By the time she came back to her senses, the sect master had already returned to his usual serious demeanor and stood up to announce the start of the match. Qin Su had also stopped coughing.

Since Qin Su wasn’t coughing anymore, Tang Huan felt relieved. She didn’t know why, but she felt that the sect master seemed a little absent-minded. Maybe he was just clearing his mind. The sect master kept glancing in Tang Huan’s direction.

But a big figure like the sect master had a lot on his plate, and Tang Huan couldn’t solve his problems. She put her attention back on the matches. Other than the disciple Tang Huan had fought, who had not fought fairly, the rest of the top six disciples were all incredibly skilled. Seeing Liu Fei watching the matches with great concentration, Tang Huan couldn’t be outdone. She began to mentally practice her moves and talk to Liu Fei about them. She was completely engrossed in her sword arts.

Shi Yingying drew the first match again. Her opponent was Xu Kui, the one who had drugged Tang Huan. Tang Huan didn’t know if Shi Yingying had taken her message to heart. Shi Yingying’s expression was still as cold and indifferent as ever. Shi Yingying’s cultivation had indeed improved. In the match, her sword moves were noticeably sharper than before. She was like a lone wolf, exuding an invincible aura. Her sword moves were as cold as ice and as continuous as a falling snow, leaving Xu Kui with no time to react.

Qin Su, who had seemed bored, looked up and stared thoughtfully at Shi Yingying. Tang Huan didn’t notice Qin Su’s movements. Even though Tang Huan didn’t like Shi Yingying, seeing her easily defeat Xu Kui, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of satisfaction. Shi Yingying was not like Tang Huan. She didn’t give her opponent any mercy and pushed forward relentlessly. In less than fifty moves, a pale-faced Xu Kui was thrown off the martial arts stage.

Tang Huan was sure she hadn’t been mistaken this time. After her victory, Shi Yingying once again looked in Wang Mengyao’s direction. But she only glanced at her before lowering her head and rubbing a small pouch on her waist. The elder then announced her victory, and Shi Yingying turned and left the stage to wait for the final matches.

“Senior Sister Shi’s sword moves are truly magnificent,” Liu Fei couldn’t help but exclaim, a look of regret on his face. “It’s a shame that she never leaves her cave. I can’t find a chance to spar with her.”

“There will always be a chance!” Tang Huan immediately jumped in. “As the saying goes, where there’s a will, there’s a way. You should hang around her cave. As soon as you see her come out, stop her and ask her to spar. She won’t be able to refuse then…”

“That’s a great idea!”

Seeing that the sword-obsessed Liu Fei had believed her and nodded his head seriously, Tang Huan felt a little guilty. She had said that on purpose. Shi Yingying’s gaze toward Wang Mengyao had made Tang Huan feel uneasy. She was afraid that Shi Yingying would come to find Wang Mengyao after the match, so Tang Huan had to use this trick. With Liu Fei pestering her to spar, even if Shi Yingying wanted to, she wouldn’t have the time to go find Wang Mengyao.

The second match had started. It was between Ren Jingmu and another disciple. Tang Huan stopped paying attention to Shi Yingying and focused on the martial arts stage, hoping that Ren Jingmu’s opponent would fight harder to humble him. Shi Yingying was also watching the match. She stood with her sword in her arms, her mind working on two things at once. She was mentally reviewing the moves she had just used in her match while watching Ren Jingmu’s match on the stage.

A petite female cultivator squeezed in next to her, holding a recording stone. She looked at Shi Yingying with a pleading look. “Senior Sister Shi, you’re so much taller than I am. Can you help me record Senior Brother Ren’s moves with this recording stone?”

Even though she had been in seclusion for a long time, Shi Yingying knew that Ren Jingmu was a popular person in the sect and that many of her fellow disciples admired him. But what did that have to do with her? Shi Yingying pursed her lips and didn’t take the recording stone from the female cultivator.

The female cultivator looked even more anxious. Her eyes even filled with tears as she pleaded softly, “Senior Sister Shi, please help me! I really want to record Senior Brother Ren’s moves…” Her actions made it seem as if Shi Yingying was bullying her, causing the people around them to look at Shi Yingying.

Shi Yingying gave the female cultivator a cold look. The female cultivator looked cute and innocent, but her eyes were shifty and couldn’t meet Shi Yingying’s gaze. Shi Yingying had seen the purest and kindest eyes. The eyes of this female cultivator were not it. Besides, there were so many tall disciples around. Why was this female cultivator only asking her?

Shi Yingying’s brow furrowed. She suddenly remembered the message she had received earlier. She knew it was from Tang Huan—Wang Mengyao’s best friend. A familiar sour feeling once again welled up in her heart. Shi Yingying’s eyes flickered, and her gaze landed on the recording stone in the female cultivator’s hand. She noticed a small, unnoticeable hole on the side of the recording stone. Her eyes narrowed, and she took the recording stone from the female cultivator.

The female cultivator smiled happily and thanked her again and again. She seemed to be in a hurry to watch the match, so she kept pushing her way forward and soon disappeared into the crowd. Shi Yingying quickly turned around and put the recording stone the female cultivator had given her into her cosmic bag. Then, she took out a similar recording stone and held it up.

Tang Huan’s wish was in vain. As the favorite to win, Ren Jingmu’s strength was unquestionable. This was only the first match of the night. He still had to compete for the top three spots. Ren Jingmu clearly knew that Shi Yingying was a strong opponent and wanted to conserve his strength. Besides, Qin Su was also on the sidelines for the first time… Ren Jingmu was determined to leave the best impression on Qin Su. His sword moves were much sharper than usual. After a hundred moves, he forced his opponent off the stage.

With Shi Yingying and Ren Jingmu’s amazing performances, the third match seemed a little boring. The two disciples in the third match were equally skilled and took a long time to determine a winner. After the top three were decided, the elders decided to have a three-out-of-five match to determine the champion. As Tang Huan expected, the two people competing for the championship were Shi Yingying and Ren Jingmu.

With two people she didn’t like competing, Tang Huan lost all her excitement and turned to Liu Fei. “Who do you think will win?”

Liu Fei’s brows were tightly furrowed, his gaze fixed on the martial arts stage. After a long pause, he shook his head. “I can’t tell.”

“I think Shi Yingying will win,” Qin Su suddenly said softly. Tang Huan didn’t really believe Qin Su. Ren Jingmu was very strong. Plus, he was the male protagonist, so the chances of Shi Yingying winning were very slim.

The match for the championship was incredibly intense. It was the highest-level match among the younger generation. The two of them were both sword cultivators. Their movements were fast, and their attacks were ruthless, leaving everyone in awe. The only thing that could be heard was the “thump-thump” of their weapons clashing. In an instant, they had exchanged a few hundred moves. When they separated, both of them were a little pale. Ren Jingmu was the male protagonist. He had a lot of fortuitous encounters, so even though his sword art was on par with Shi Yingying’s, the spiritual energy in his body was much more abundant. A prolonged battle would only be a disadvantage for Shi Yingying.

Shi Yingying clearly understood this. No one expected Shi Yingying to use such a move. It was a move that all the disciples had learned. It came from the battle between Patriarch Xuan Ling and the Demon Lord a thousand years ago. Xuan Ling used this move at the end of their battle. It was a move of “mutual destruction.” At that moment, Xuan Ling completely transformed into a sword, leaving herself completely open. She only wanted to destroy her opponent and cleanse the world, not even caring about sacrificing herself. No one knew how Patriarch Xuan Ling survived. The recording stone of her using this move was missing.

Everyone in the Tianxuan Sect had learned this move, but they were told not to use it unless it was a life-or-death situation. Was Shi Yingying crazy to use a move like this?! Shi Yingying had simplified the move, but if Ren Jingmu fought back, even if he severely injured Shi Yingying, he would also be severely injured.

In the nick of time, looking at the sword tip that was getting closer and closer, Ren Jingmu’s feet froze. He felt a sudden fear and subconsciously moved back, falling off the martial arts stage. The sword tip stopped an inch in front of where he had been. Shi Yingying had never intended to harm him. She had taken a gamble. If Ren Jingmu had lasted just one more moment, Shi Yingying would have forfeited. Ren Jingmu had lost to himself.

The crowd was completely silent. Tang Huan’s eyes went wide. She could hardly believe it. Ren Jingmu had actually lost! This wasn’t in the original plot. If she had been controlled by the original plot, Ren Jingmu would never have lost this match. When she realized this, Tang Huan’s heart began to beat wildly. Did this mean that if the plot continued to deviate, she could completely escape Ren Jingmu’s protagonist’s halo?

The sect master then announced the top three disciples and called the ten disciples who were going to enter the secret realm onto the stage. He then said a bunch of official and polite words. Tang Huan felt that the sect master must have been very tired because he said those words very quickly and made a few mistakes, which was not like him at all.

Shi Yingying appeared on the stage a little later. No one knew that she had already done the same thing to that female cultivator. She had found her and crushed the problematic recording stone, quietly sprinkling the powder onto the female cultivator’s collar.

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That night, the moonlight was as bright as water. Tang Huan, on Baiwu Peak, was overjoyed after realizing that she could escape the protagonist’s halo. Meanwhile, Ren Jingmu was drinking away his sorrows. He had never experienced such a setback in his cultivation journey, especially since his disgraceful appearance was seen by his Senior Sister. The more he drank, the more he drank. And Bai Feng, who was feeling heartbroken over his loss and whose body was mysteriously getting hot, transformed into a petite female cultivator. She forced herself to ignore her discomfort and knocked on his cave door, ready to comfort him.