The Villain Fox's Sickly Beauty Master - Chapter 9

Chapter 9: She’s Injured? How Did She Get Hurt?

Fu Yi stared at Jiang Jinheng, seemingly finding this appearance somewhat unfamiliar. The Master in her memory was always serious and stern, let alone joking with her own Destiny Spiritual Sword.

That’s why, even when Mo Tong claimed the Master was involved with him, Fu Yi initially didn’t believe it.

But the result was that one sword strike and nearly a century of torment in the water prison.

Fu Yi lowered her head and gave a self-mocking smile, but inadvertently caught sight of the cloth bandages on Jiang Jinheng’s hand and wrist. The white cloth was slightly permeated with bl00d, revealing two red spots.

She’s injured? How did she get hurt?

The moment this thought surfaced, Fu Yi immediately suppressed it, secretly cursing herself for being a masochist, still caring about that woman even in this state.

Fu Yi’s lingering gaze was easily noticed by Jiang Jinheng. Instinctively, she hid her hands in her sleeves and said softly, “Just accidentally cut my hand.”

Those two wounds didn’t look like they were caused by an accident, but what did that have to do with her? She would only be happier if the injuries were more severe.

However, Fu Yi only nodded, pretending to believe her words. Jiang Jinheng seemed about to say something else, but a loud, clear crane cry suddenly came from outside the sleeping chamber, suggesting someone had sent an immortal crane.

Fu Yi only saw Jiang Jinheng’s parted lips close again. She then pulled the quilt over Fu Yi, helped her lie down, and gently instructed her.

“You rest well for now. The Pansuo Secret Realm opens in three days. I will take you into the secret realm then and help you find a cultivation technique suitable for you. As for the Heart Demon, you can explain it to me later.”

After speaking, she quickly left the sleeping chamber, leaving Fu Yi alone on the bed, her face showing undisguised shock and panic.

She knew about the Heart Demon.

Fu Yi didn’t dare to guess how much Jiang Jinheng knew, or if she knew about her Half-Demon heritage. Now, everything was starting from scratch. She had no cultivation, and Jiang Jinheng was the revered Soul Integration stage Immortal Venerable praised by everyone in the sect. No matter how she fought, she couldn’t win.

After a while, Fu Yi calmed down and began to recall the few words they had just exchanged. It seemed that person held no killing intent toward her. She should only know that Fu Yi had a Heart Demon but not the reason for its creation. Since that was the case, the Heart Demon must not have been removed, only suppressed by some secret technique of Jiang Jinheng’s.

Thinking this, Fu Yi clenched the round jade pendant hanging on her neck. It seemed only holding it could bring her some peace. Fu Yi originally only knew this jade pendant was the only thing Fu Yanqing had left her, and she thought it was just an ordinary object. Later, it was Mo Tong who told her in the water prison that it was a treasure of Qing Qiu, and that she had managed to evade the spiritual testing stone and the eyes of so many powerful figures in the sect, preventing her Half-Demon identity from being discovered, all because of this small item. And at that time, this jade pendant was hanging on Mo Tong’s neck.

“Master said you gave this to her. I saw it and liked it, so I asked for it. I naturally had to come and thank the original owner.”

No, she shouldn’t think about these things.

Fu Yi took deep breaths, silently reciting the Heart Cleansing Incantation three times in her heart, which finally suppressed the resentment filling her chest. Since heaven had given her a chance to start over, she shouldn’t let hatred rule her mind and be too emotional.

Experience told her that only the strong have the right to speak in this world. Only by becoming stronger and not giving others the chance to humiliate her could she achieve everything she desired.

The Pansuo Secret Realm…

Calmed down, Fu Yi carefully considered the words Jiang Jinheng had left. The Pansuo Secret Realm was only allowed for newly inducted disciples to enter because it contained many cultivation techniques, making it most suitable for cultivators just starting out. If one was lucky, it wasn’t impossible to obtain the legacy of a Tribulation Transcendence stage mighty figure.

In the past, Fu Yi did obtain the legacy cultivation technique of a Great Vehicle Perfection stage cultivator in a ruined cave dwelling in the secret realm. It was called the Thunder Shocking Heaven and Earth Manual, an Earth-grade Sound Cultivation technique. Since Jiang Jinheng primarily cultivated Sound Cultivation, she was overjoyed at the time. However, upon exiting, she heard that Mo Tong seemed to have also obtained an impressive legacy cultivation technique, though the grade was unknown, along with a Heaven-grade Elixir Cauldron. And throughout the process, Jiang Jinheng had accompanied him to protect him during his cultivation.

Because Mo Tong had mixed spiritual roots, not many people paid attention to the cultivation technique he obtained. In this continent, where single spiritual roots were supreme, a technique for mixed spiritual roots likely wouldn’t be a good legacy. Thus, many people focused their attention on the Elixir Cauldron he acquired.

One must know that Heaven-grade Elixir Cauldrons were rare. They could greatly increase the probability of refining Heaven-grade elixirs, and there were less than a handful in existence.

But others didn’t know the benefit of that cultivation technique to Mo Tong, while Fu Yi did. It was a technique that contradicted the current norm that revered single spiritual roots. The practitioner did not need to spend multiple times the effort due to possessing multiple spiritual roots during cultivation. Instead, they could simultaneously absorb multiple types of spiritual energy, cultivating at the same speed as single spiritual root cultivators, and it could even temper the spiritual root grade. It was precisely because of this technique that Mo Tong’s cultivation speed was much faster than ordinary people, and he also had several times more spell techniques and internal spiritual power than others.

Now with a chance to start over, Fu Yi felt that strengthening herself was indeed very important, but she also needed to cause some disruption to Mo Tong’s smooth journey. Although the technique suitable for mixed spiritual roots might not be useful to her, if Mo Tong couldn’t get his hands on it either, it would be hitting his lifeline. If she could also obtain that Heaven-grade Elixir Cauldron, it would be even better.

Fu Yi tried her best to ignore the turbulent emotions that arose whenever she thought of Jiang Jinheng and Mo Tong, and carefully recalled where she had separated from those two back then. Once the secret realm opened, she would head in that direction to search. As for the serendipity she was supposed to receive in the secret realm… after all, there were countless Earth-grade techniques suitable for single spiritual root cultivation, and even the sect’s Technique Pavilion had many recorded. Since the Heavenly Dao favored that person, the things given to him were naturally the best. She couldn’t just stick to her own small domain; she naturally had to compete with him for those better things.

In contrast to Fu Yi’s overthinking in the hall, Jiang Jinheng had already arrived outside, taken the letter from the cloth bag hanging on the crane’s neck, opened it, and read it carefully.

The letter was sent by Xuan Mingzi. To summarize, he first asked about Fu Yi’s physical condition, then informed her of the list of disciples to be assigned to her Shuiyun Peak and the time the Pansuo Secret Realm would open in three days, with a particular emphasis on Mo Tong’s placement.

It was normal for him to mention this, as “she” had always brought up the hardships the Mo family endured in front of him.

After reading the letter, Jiang Jinheng pondered for a moment. She still decided not to repeat the words she spoke to Yuan Yi to Xuan Mingzi. Although his attitude toward Mo Tong was not as eager as Cang Yu’s now, seemingly a neutral party not greatly affected by the halo, precisely because of this, Jiang Jinheng did not plan to reveal her inner suspicions to Xuan Mingzi without concrete evidence. After all, in this world where anyone could potentially be affected by the halo, there were very few people she couldn’t help but treat as potential adversaries first.

Although Jiang Jinheng rushed out of the hall because of this letter, she did have something she needed to prepare now. However, Jiang Jinheng called out to 007 in her Sea of Consciousness a few times but received no response. She could only go to the Library Pavilion by herself first.

The Canglan Immortal Sect’s Library Pavilion was nine stories high. The higher the floor, the more precious the cultivation techniques and secret manuals stored, and the higher the required authorization to borrow them.

Jiang Jinheng’s borrowing authority was naturally considered high. Except for the ninth floor, she could take away anything she fancied. The moment she entered the pavilion, she saw an old woman materialize before her eyes.

“Immortal Venerable, please present your borrowing token.”

Hearing this, Jiang Jinheng rummaged through her storage ring for a long time before finally finding a token from the very bottom. The golden token was engraved with a large character “蔵” (Hidden/Store) on one side, and her Dao name, “Luan Qiu,” on the back. This should be the one.

Jiang Jinheng handed the token to the old woman. After the woman took the token, she asked again, “Immortal Venerable, do you wish to enter the pavilion or are you looking for something specific?”

Jiang Jinheng was worried that she was unfamiliar with the place due to her memory loss. Now that someone was offering a pillow just when she was sleepy, she naturally accepted with delight.

“This Esteemed One wishes to find some reference books detailing how to refine high-level Demon Souls. Thank you.”

“Immortal Venerable, please wait.”

As soon as Jiang Jinheng finished speaking, the old woman suddenly disappeared, just as she had appeared. A cloud, however, appeared in front of her, carrying a pot of tea and a small cup.

Jiang Jinheng, who had lost her memory, was curious about everything. But at this moment, a familiar voice suddenly appeared in her Sea of Consciousness—it was 007, whom she couldn’t wake up earlier.

The service is quite thoughtful, isn’t it?

Jiang Jinheng chuckled, but deliberately ignored it. Instead, she conjured a reclining chair following the example of the cloud-borne cup, and sat waiting quietly while sipping her tea.

But honestly, this tea was much better than the one at noon. Jiang Jinheng carefully recalled and remembered that it was that old fellow Cang Yu who had brewed the midday tea.

No wonder.

In contrast to Jiang Jinheng’s leisure and composure, 007 seemed utterly exasperated.

Why are you ignoring me!

007 had been angry ever since Jiang Jinheng stubbornly bled herself, feeling that she was the most difficult Host it had ever accompanied. But it was a good system. Although it deliberately ignored Jiang Jinheng when she called, committing a minor error, it was now actively speaking to her!

Yet, facing such a 007, Jiang Jinheng merely raised an eyebrow, took another sip of tea, and casually asked.

“What did you say?”