The Villain Fox's Sickly Beauty Master - Chapter 13

Chapter 13: Perhaps It Would Be Better to Approach Her as a Peer.

Fu Yi’s gaze towards the person in front of her was obscure. Their Fox Clan had an acute sense of smell, and many foxes would leave their scent to mark prey or territory. Therefore, even though Jiang Jinheng had changed her face, Fu Yi could recognize her at a glance.

But why would this woman transform into another person?

Thinking this, Fu Yi showed no outward sign, only asking cautiously as one normally would: “Do you have any token to prove it?”

Jiang Jinheng had considered this possibility. She calmly took out the stone plaque engraved with her name, which she had recently used, from her storage ring and handed it to Fu Yi.

“This is Immortal Venerable Luan Qiu’s borrowing token. For this trial, she asked me to borrow some things from the Scripture Pavilion, which is why I arrived here late. Fortunately, Junior Sister hasn’t slept yet.”

Following Jiang Jinheng’s movement, Fu Yi took the token and pretended to examine it for a long while before smiling at “Xue Qin”: “Then I will have to trouble Senior Sister tomorrow.”

After speaking, Fu Yi stepped half a body aside and immediately added, “Would Senior Sister like to come in and sit for a bit?”

It was originally just a courtesy. Furthermore, based on Fu Yi’s understanding of Jiang Jinheng, she was not one to engage in excessive conversation with others, let alone so late at night. However, Fu Yi did not expect that as soon as her voice fell, the person would step into her room with great familiarity. After looking around, she even sat down on the wooden stool that Fu Yi had just been sitting on.

For a moment, Fu Yi was not entirely sure about her own judgment, but soon after, she laughed at herself inwardly.

How much do you really know about her?

“Your room seems to be quite a bit larger than the places other disciples live.”

Jiang Jinheng’s words pulled Fu Yi back to reality. Their eyes met for two breaths. Fu Yi then picked up the teapot nearby and poured herself a cup of tea. She repeated the action, pouring another small cup, and pushed it towards Jiang Jinheng.

The tea had been brewed by the steward downstairs when he led her up, but it was now cold, and little tea fragrance remained.

“It does seem a bit larger, but the Miscellaneous Affairs Office arranged all this. I only just arrived here myself.”

As she spoke, Fu Yi took a sip of the tea, then frowned, put the cup down, and pushed it away.

It was too bitter and astringent, almost difficult to swallow.

Jiang Jinheng noticed her small action and found it inexplicably amusing, but she held back and asked the same question that Qing Shang had asked earlier at the door.

The same question had been asked three times now, and this time, it was asked by this woman. Fu Yi felt an unfounded resentment towards the self who had been controlled by her inner demons when choosing a master. The words that blurted out were unrestrained, yet it also seemed intentional because she knew who she was facing.

“Nothing much. I just don’t really like that place. It’s too deserted and lacks human warmth.”

Jiang Jinheng had expected Fu Yi to repeat the phrase about ‘this place being more suitable,’ but she didn’t expect this person to throw out such a line, which sounded more like a complaint than an answer.

Seeing the astonishment on Jiang Jinheng’s face, Fu Yi felt a little relieved inside. She was still holding the token engraved with “Luan Qiu” and had a sudden idea to ask: “Can I keep this token with me? It would make it easier for me to enter and exit the Scripture Pavilion after the Secret Realm.”

This was not an unreasonable request, and Jiang Jinheng originally had this intention. With the task at hand, she naturally couldn’t instruct her disciple all the time. If the disciple was motivated and willing to make progress, that would be for the best.

“Of course…”

The affirmative word was about to leave her mouth, but Jiang Jinheng suddenly remembered her current identity and instantly choked on her words.

Seeing this, Fu Yi smiled and immediately pressed on:

“Of course what?”

Jiang Jinheng felt that her smile was a little mischievous, but she quickly thought of a suitable reply.

“I mean, this matter naturally needs to be asked of Immortal Venerable Luan Qiu herself. You are Immortal Venerable Luan Qiu’s direct disciple, and you will meet her often in the future. You can totally ask for her opinion on this kind of thing.”

“That’s true.”

After the words fell, Fu Yi handed the token back to Jiang Jinheng, then glanced out the window. Tonight, the night was clear and starless. The half-crescent moon hanging in the sky looked lonely, seeming a little pitiful.

Her gaze returned to the woman. Fu Yi saw that she had finished the bitter tea and stood up to pour her another cup.

Jiang Jinheng silently pushed the small cup away. She hadn’t come in to sit in silence and drink dry tea. She truly needed to explain the situation for tomorrow to Fu Yi.

“What are your plans once we enter the Secret Realm tomorrow?”

Hearing this sudden question, Fu Yi’s guard, which had just relaxed, went back up, though her expression remained nonchalant.

“I don’t have any plans for now. I’ll just let things happen naturally. After all, opportunities cannot be forced.”

Jiang Jinheng nodded thoughtfully after hearing this. It was for the best that she thought this way. Jiang Jinheng was absolutely going to search for that alchemical cauldron, but she couldn’t abandon her little disciple either. Fortunately, she had already surpassed the Soul Transformation stage. When they entered the Secret Realm tomorrow, she just needed to find an opportunity to leave a clone by her side and then take her a little further away from her main body.

“Alright, then I won’t disturb Junior Sister anymore. Tomorrow at noon, we will meet in front of the Main Sect Hall. Once inside the Secret Realm, you must stick close to me. There are many fierce beasts in there, and being separated could be dangerous.”

The person in front of her spoke solemnly, and Fu Yi also pretended to nod seriously in response, but inwardly, she was deeply disdainful.

Undeniably, what Jiang Jinheng said was the truth, but Fu Yi did not trust her. If she knew the Secret Realm was so dangerous, why did she abandon her in the previous life and only care for Mo Tong?

Furthermore, Fu Yi’s purpose for entering the Secret Realm this time was to snatch resources and defy the Heavenly Dao, so how could she possibly drag her righteous Master along with her?

Therefore, even though Fu Yi agreed to what Jiang Jinheng said, she was actually contemplating how she should find an excuse to shake her off tomorrow.

Just like that, the two people with conflicting thoughts bade each other farewell. Fu Yi planned to go to bed and rest, and Jiang Jinheng returned to her Hall of Profound Clouds.

Upon returning to the empty sleeping hall, Jiang Jinheng immediately summoned the Cold Star Flame. She threw the collected medicinal materials into the heart of the flame. Each spiritual herb was quickly enveloped and, in a short while, transformed into medicinal liquid. The seemingly gentle icy blue flame held the liquid and poured it into a small white porcelain bottle.

For a controllable spiritual flame, simple extraction of medicinal liquid like this didn’t require a container, or an alchemical cauldron. But 007 seemed very interested in Jiang Jinheng’s process of concocting medicine. Of course, it was more interested in how she could tame such a dominant flame like a spiritual pet. Unlike it, when it just took some data into its lab and ran a simulation, it almost blew up the lab.

It mentioned this to Jiang Jinheng, who only smiled casually, saying that she remembered suffering a lot to tame this flame.

Naturally, the curious AI did not forget to ask her why she had disguised herself. This was indeed a simple question, but Jiang Jinheng pondered it for a long time.

At the time, she had done it subconsciously, seemingly because Fu Yi and the person named Qing Shang looked more natural when chatting.

“Perhaps it would be better to approach her as a peer.”