The Villain Fox's Sickly Beauty Master - Chapter 12
Chapter 12: It Was Clearly That Woman!
As a Peak Master, Jiang Jinheng naturally had the authority to access all areas of Water Cloud Peak, and all matters concerning the food, clothing, housing, and transportation of new disciples were managed by the Miscellaneous Affairs Office.
Therefore, when Jiang Jinheng saw the accommodation arranged for Fu Yi in the registry, her brow furrowed involuntarily.
“Why wasn’t Fu Yi arranged to stay in the Hall of Profound Clouds?”
The young servant who was asked paled and broke into a cold sweat at Jiang Jinheng’s seemingly displeased expression. Ordinarily, he would have already returned to his room to prepare for rest at this time, but he hadn’t expected a big Buddha to arrive at the temple just before closing.
“Venerable, this… this was requested by the Honored Head herself. The other day I went to the Hall of Profound Clouds to find you, but you were out. I happened to meet the Honored Head coming out of the hall, and she said it would be more convenient to stay in the Qingxin Courtyard, so I arranged it for her that way. But please rest assured, I arranged the best available location…”
Jiang Jinheng stopped listening to what he said next, only wondering why this detail also differed from the storyline 007 had given her.
Unlike Jiang Jinheng, 007 didn’t have such thoughts and even brought up the example of Yuan Yi to tell her that the personality and actions of characters in a small world would change.
That’s also why our Bureau needs you, the task-takers.
That made sense. Jiang Jinheng came back to herself and found the young servant, who was half a head shorter than her, trembling and on the verge of tears. She suddenly didn’t know how to proceed.
“Am I that scary?”
Isn’t it obvious? Based on a system analysis of nearly a thousand evaluations of you on Water Cloud Peak, the keywords given by a comprehensive 76% of the samples are ‘aloof’ and ‘difficult to get along with.’ The remaining 24%… seem to have never even seen you.
Although 007’s wording was unfamiliar, Jiang Jinheng understood those numbers. Just as she was about to argue, its next sentence suddenly made her silent.
I think these people just don’t understand you. With the way you constantly criticize me, you’re hardly ‘aloof.’
The young servant in front of her was bowing with his body slightly bent, his hands clasped and rubbing nervously in front of his waist. Despite quickly finishing his explanation, he was still very tense.
Since her reputation had reached this point, there seemed to be no need to explain herself to such an unrelated person. Thinking this, she placed the registry book back on the shelf and vanished from the room.
007 thought she was going to see Fu Yi, but in a few moments, Jiang Jinheng appeared in the Hundred Herbs Garden.
Why are you here?
“I need to use Soul Extraction Liquid to refine the demon soul tomorrow. I checked the materials and am missing a few spiritual herbs, so I came here to look for them.”
As she spoke, Jiang Jinheng held her right palm upward, gathering a cluster of icy blue flame that illuminated the surroundings with an eerie blue light.
007 was curious about everything. Seeing the Cold Star Flame (Hanxing Yan), which it had only heard the name of, it extracted some data to calculate and play with, and the world suddenly became quiet.
Jiang Jinheng only needed common medicinal herbs. In the span of a quarter of an hour, she found and picked all of them. Logically, she should start refining the medicinal liquid now, but her gaze drifted into the distance.
Jiang Jinheng had a persistent feeling that Fu Yi was avoiding her.
This speculation seemed a bit baseless, but subconsciously, Jiang Jinheng returned to the Qingxin Courtyard, even reaching Fu Yi’s door. She raised her hand to knock but stopped.
What should she say when she saw her? Ask her why she was staying here? But the young servant had already explained clearly enough; asking again would only get the same answer.
While she hesitated, Jiang Jinheng suddenly heard a creaking sound from the wooden stairs to her left. For some reason, as if caught red-handed, she concealed herself.
The person who arrived claimed to be a disciple of Immortal Venerable Meng Xian and was there to deliver some snacks she had made.
Jiang Jinheng watched them converse, and the atmosphere was quite pleasant. Even when Qing Shang left, Fu Yi leaned against the door to watch her depart.
Even with a newly met stranger, Jiang Jinheng observed that their relationship was much better than the one between herself and Fu Yi.
However, it made sense. According to the original story 007 gave her, the “she” in it was not close to this disciple, at most offering guidance during cultivation. The fact that Fu Yi would tell her her true identity only happened much later.
Coupled with the evaluation of her that 007 had just statistically reported, it seemed quite normal for Fu Yi, a half-demon, to be slightly wary and keep her distance from a high-ranked cultivator who was difficult to get along with.
Jiang Jinheng rationalized Fu Yi’s actions in her heart, but another question emerged:
If she was truly afraid, why did she still choose to join the Immortal Sect?
Jiang Jinheng suddenly recalled that Xuan Mingzi had recently mentioned that the girl had originally not intended to stay in the sect. He knew her talent was very high, even having inherited half of Fu Yanqing’s Immortal Bones, and had regretted her decision for a while. Yet, for some reason, she suddenly changed her mind during this disciple selection.
Dummy, she hasn’t awakened her bloodline yet, she just thinks of herself as a normal person. Besides, for teenagers, wanting one thing one minute and another thing the next is the most common thing, isn’t it?
At least, that’s how the countless movies and books it had seen liked to describe kids of that age.
007 emerged from its experiment and saw Jiang Jinheng in an unfamiliar place again. After a quick search, it realized this was where Fu Yi currently lived. It suddenly felt that its host seemed to be paying too much attention to a non-task character.
“Are you done playing?”
Jiang Jinheng was already used to 007 being able to hear her thoughts. As she asked it, she transformed into a set of ordinary steward’s robes and changed her face, then knocked on Fu Yi’s door.
Jiang Jinheng’s series of actions made 007 very curious, but for some reason, it felt a little intimidated whenever it saw Fu Yi. As soon as the door was pushed open, it shrank back into its system space and started binge-watching shows.
It could ask its questions anytime, so there was no rush.
Jiang Jinheng had already prepared her excuse before knocking on the door. Since Fu Yi couldn’t let down her guard against her current self, she would use a small trick.
The door swung open. Fu Yi was facing her, but the dim light inside made her expression hard to read. They stood there, and Jiang Jinheng was the first to speak.
“Junior Sister Fu Yi, I am Xue Qin from the Enforcement Hall. Immortal Venerable Luan Qiu has an appointment with my Master tomorrow to go to the Thousand Crags Sword Sect to discuss important matters. Fearing that you might miss the time to enter the Secret Realm, she specifically entrusted me to bring you into the Secret Realm tomorrow.”
Jiang Jinheng spoke calmly and composedly, making it impossible to find any fault, but the hand Fu Yi hid in her sleeve clenched into a fist, her heart tightening.
Although clothing and appearance were the most significant markers of a person, she vaguely smelled the familiar, slightly bitter scent of medicinal herbs.
It was clearly that woman!