The Villain Fox's Sickly Beauty Master - Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Could It Be That She Didn’t Lie to Me?

Jiang Jinheng looked down for a long while, then suddenly heard 007’s delighted voice.

Found it! Host, can you see the red arrow that has appeared in front of you? I just implanted it. All you have to do is follow the arrow.

Listening to its words, Jiang Jinheng was led by the red arrow to a certain spot. At this point, the arrow turned vertically downwards. She quietly sensed for a while and indeed felt that the place she was stepping on would intermittently heave. Chongxiao left its sheath, its sword qi intensified. Jiang Jinheng poured spiritual energy into the sword, gripping the hilt with both hands. Just as she was thinking of a fatal blow, a curved blade flew from her side, forcing her to raise her sword to parry.

The clash between the sword and the blade emitted a “zheng” sound, causing Jiang Jinheng’s right hand to feel slightly numb. She watched the figure gradually emerge from the shadows, and a few more drops of sweat formed in her palm.

“You are indeed still alive… Fentian.”

On the other side.

Fu Yi looked at the hand she had just let go of and smiled with satisfaction. She didn’t care if Jiang Jinheng suspected her motive; after all, she had too many reasons to explain it unaccustomed, too nervous, or some abnormal activity occurring in the Secret Realm. After all, in the previous life, there had indeed been a slight abnormality in the southwest corner of the Secret Realm.

But, in any case, she was finally free of her, and that was already a very happy thing.

After her moment of joy, she remembered to survey her surroundings. This was the second time she had entered this Secret Realm. In the previous life, she seemed to have also been teleported here, and looking at it now, there was a sense of familiarity.

In the previous life, three of them arrived here simultaneously. This dense forest was planted with parasol trees, the foliage was lush, and only small slivers of light could penetrate through the gaps between the leaves. There were not many fierce beasts here, mostly small demons that were not significantly affected by the demonic qi and had not yet fully gained sentience. Fu Yi used a secret technique to summon a short-tailed yellow fox and asked it to inquire about a cave nearby.

That cave was occupied by a tiger demon. In the previous life, Fu Yi accidentally got separated and was captured by the tiger demon. After being rescued, the three of them discovered a cave dwelling not far away. The dwelling shone with divine light. Fu Yi saw a shining golden treasure sword plunged into the sword pool at the center, which looked extraordinary.

Fu Yi didn’t dare to approach easily, but then she heard her Master tell Mo Tong to pull out the sword. The cave dwelling instantly burst with golden light, blinding people’s eyes. Afterward, she only saw Mo Tong’s triumphant expression. What did Master say then? Oh right.

“This is his destined opportunity; you have your own, so don’t be discouraged.”

In fact, Fu Yi wasn’t too sad when she heard those words at the time, as her Master had rushed to save her just moments before. It wasn’t until all the subsequent events occurred that she realized something different every time she thought about this incident.

It was simply favoritism.

That sword was not a particularly extraordinary treasure, just a low-to-mid-grade Earth-rank spiritual sword carried by a disciple of Sword Venerable Daoming who died on the battlefield.

Although possessing such a spiritual sword was equivalent to holding a divine weapon for their cultivation level at the time, Fu Yi was only hurt by the fact that she wasn’t even considered.

The things one yearns for but fails to obtain for too long always become a slight obsession. So, before searching for the cauldron, Fu Yi wanted to visit that cave dwelling, and it happened to be on her way.

Small demons might not have great abilities, but they were best at gathering information. Fu Yi sat quietly to regulate her breathing for only a short period when she heard rustling sounds nearby. She knew the little fox had returned. She took some dried spiritual meat from a small storage pouch she had bought at the sect market that morning with all her savings and tossed it to the fox.

The little fox ate the dried meat very quickly. After eating, it licked its paws and spoke with ao-wu ao-wu sounds about what it had learned.

Having received the information she wanted, Fu Yi stroked the fox’s head, lifted her foot, and headed south, quickly finding the location of the cave. As she passed by, Fu Yi still painfully took out an Energy Concealment Talisman (Yinqi Fu) to mask her aura. After all, the jade pendant hanging on her neck only concealed her demon aura. The aura of a human realm cultivator would be more attractive to the formidable Tiger Demon, one of the few sentient overlords of this dense forest.

Fu Yi arrived at the cave dwelling unimpeded. The environment inside the dwelling was just as she had seen it in her previous life, only this time, she was the only one who entered. However, Fu Yi was still cautious. After all, many strange things had happened around her since her rebirth, and it was possible this place was not immune. She slowly approached the sword pool shining with golden light, stopping only when she was a foot away.

The surroundings were silent and still. Fu Yi held her breath, gripped the sword hilt with both hands, and attempted to pull the sword out of the pool. However, she failed after several attempts.

Swords of a higher rank all possess spirits, and the sword spirit must acknowledge its master for the sword to exert its maximum power. Fu Yi recalled the words of that woman and for the first time doubted herself.

Could it be that she didn’t lie to me?

As soon as this thought arose, it was quickly suppressed. Fu Yi shook off the absurd idea, laughing at herself internally. Even if this incident could be excused, what about the later events, what about that sword stroke?

It must be a coincidence. Since this sword was unwilling to acknowledge her, and Fu Yi’s cultivation was barely at the first stage of Qi Condensation, she couldn’t forcefully take it away, so she had to give up. But just as she was about to leave, she saw a burly man leading an extremely familiar person walking towards her. Her bl00d instantly seemed to flow backward, and her body went on guard.

The arrivals were none other than Cang Yu and Mo Tong. Seeing the two of them getting closer, Fu Yi instinctively hid behind a large rock, listening to their conversation.

“I’ve long noticed the surging sword intent from this cave dwelling, so I knew there must be a forgotten spiritual sword inside. Looking at the glittering sword light now, its rank is at least low-grade Earth-rank.” Saying that, he patted Mo Tong’s shoulder: “Go ahead. If you can subdue this sword, that would naturally be best. If not, your Master will help you.”

“Thank you, Master!” Mo Tong’s voice was very excited, and the man with him also smiled as he watched his back. But before Mo Tong could reach the edge of the sword pool, Cang Yu’s eyes flared up in anger, looking towards the rock where Fu Yi was hiding.

“Who is the petty thief hiding there, eavesdropping on my disciple and me?”

Hearing this, Fu Yi’s heart dropped, and cold sweat beaded on her forehead. It seems the Energy Concealment Talisman has failed. Now that she had been discovered by a cultivator who was at least at the Nascent Soul stage or above, using another talisman would be futile.

Fu Yi knew well that those around Mo Tong would inexplicably help him bully people he disliked. She had suffered a lot in her previous life. Now, her ability was limited, and this was in the treacherous Secret Realm. Even if she died, she would have nowhere to appeal for justice.

Although Mo Tong hadn’t attempted to take liberties with her this life, Fu Yi still remembered the resentful eyes he gave her during the master-selection event. Fu Yi understood him; this person’s heart was smaller than a needle’s eye. He was probably resentful of her because he was compared to her and was looked down upon at the event.

In fact, the same situation occurred in the previous life, only after that, the light contract bearing the words “Luan Qiu” appeared before his eyes. Everyone gasped in surprise, and coupled with her desperate insistence on becoming Immortal Venerable Luan Qiu’s disciple, it allowed him to finally feel vindicated. Therefore, compared to that time, the current Mo Tong would likely harbor even more hatred towards her.

Thinking this, Fu Yi slowly rose and stepped out from behind the large rock. She held the wooden plaque she had received from the Elders before entering the Secret Realm behind her back, trying to keep her voice calm.

“I was just taking a nap here and unintentionally heard your conversation. If you mind, I can leave immediately.”