The Villain is Soft and Clingy [Transmigration] - Chapter 1

In the early morning, the tips of the leaves were adorned with a bit of moisture. Whenever a passerby hurriedly walked by, the leaves would rustle and sway, leaving a touch of coolness on their clothes.

“Where did everyone go? Why can’t I find anyone anywhere?”

Lu Guo hurriedly walked along the bluestone path, having searched the entire Shijing Peak up and down, but she still couldn’t find any trace of that person.

The surroundings were quiet and deserted, with the small cabin at the end of the line of sight having slightly ajar windows, and two little flowers swaying gently in front of the door, looking quite lazy.

“Sure enough, here it is. I was wondering why I couldn’t find anyone,” Lu Guo sighed. “Why are they just staying in the house all day?”

She took two steps for every three, and as soon as she opened the door, she saw a girl leaning by the window, holding a strange little booklet in her hand.

A girl of sixteen or seventeen, with clean-cut brows and eyes, dressed in ivory-white clothes, her long hair loosely tied, cascading over her shoulders like dark clouds, tinged with the golden hue of the early sun.

She was slightly lifting her head, delicately holding the yellowed pages with her slender white fingers, and reading the contents of the book attentively.

Seeing someone push the door open, Xia Zhitao turned her head, snapped the booklet shut with a “pop,” quickly tucked it into her bosom, and broke into a smile: “Senior Sister Lu.”

Lu Guo sighed, half-supporting her waist, glanced at the booklet firmly hidden behind the other person, and rubbed her brow with her hand: “Zhitao, the Grandmaster is looking for you.”

“Looking for me?” Xia Zhitao was slightly surprised. She casually tucked the book into her bosom, patted her sleeve, and asked, “Is there something Grandmaster needs?”

“You’ll know when you get there.” Lu Guo kept them in suspense. She motioned for Xia Zhitao to follow her, and the two of them walked down the same path they had come from.

The journey was silent, and Lu Guo grew increasingly bored. She couldn’t help but slightly tilt her head and glance at her junior sister beside her, who, despite her low spiritual rank, was particularly favored by their Grandmaster.

Xia Zhitao didn’t notice the probing gaze of the person beside her; she slightly lowered her head, lost in thought.

——In the 266th year of the Immortal Calendar, this was her sixteenth year of being in the book.

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Due to her profession, Xia Zhitao is either busy to the point of being dizzy or idle to the point of being anxious.

She usually doesn’t read web novels much, but that day a recommendation suddenly popped up on her phone. On a whim, she clicked in and took a quick look.

Who knew? Once I started, I couldn’t stop. I stayed up all night, thoroughly engrossed, and finished the entire novel.

Unfortunately, the beginning was brilliantly captivating, the middle was grand and magnificent, but by the end, that novel actually—

It’s a total disaster!

After the author Banana Peel Jun casually dropped the line “Once I find a girlfriend, I’ll stop writing,” he gracefully abandoned his work.

Not a single plot hole was filled, the protagonist’s fate was left unknown, and the author ran off to have a sweet date with his girlfriend, leaving behind a crowd of readers in tears. Every day, they diligently flooded the comment section, raining down accusations of the author’s irresponsibility.

As one of the unfortunate readers who fell into the pit, Xia Zhitao stared coldly at the line of small green text for a full five minutes, then angrily closed the page.

So what if you have a girlfriend? How can that be a reason to quit?!

Closing the page wasn’t enough; Xia Zhitao couldn’t stop thinking about that ending. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got. So she simply shoved her phone into her pocket, put on her sneakers, and went downstairs to the convenience store to buy something to drink.

As a result, this one in ten million chance happened to her.

As usual, she opened the freezer and took out a can of milk. The shelf wasn’t properly secured, and another bottle of milk fell down with a “bang,” hitting her on the head.

Xia Zhitao’s vision went black, and she raised her hand to rub the spot where she had been hit, but when she opened her eyes again…

Suddenly, I had become a little baby, lying in the arms of a woman, waving my hands and feet around.

Xia Zhitao: ?

Who am I, where am I, I can’t go on living like this.

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After she despairingly accepted that she could inexplicably transmigrate just by buying a carton of milk, the days that followed were incredibly arduous.

Others who transmigrate into novels come with built-in cheats and systems surrounding them. As for her, she had nothing at all, just a little broken book.

That was a tattered little booklet, roughly outlining the plot of the novel, but all the detailed content had been removed and replaced with a very simple timeline, listing the major events.

For example, “In 234, the Xinyue Rebellion led to the fall of the Jiang Kingdom,” and “In 265, the Demon Sect slaughtered the Shura Sect.”

This book is truly magical; it can’t be damaged in the slightest by fire, water, or even being cut with a knife. Moreover, it uses modern characters, and aside from Xia Zhitao, it’s likely that no one else in the world can understand it.

Xia Zhitao looked at the tattered booklet with a bittersweet expression, trying to console herself: “Although it’s useless, if I ever end up stranded on a deserted island, at least I can burn it for fire.”

Recycling, clean and environmentally friendly.

She couldn’t quite remember what happened when she first arrived; it was as if her memories had been erased. She only vaguely recalled using that little booklet to predict a catastrophe and then leaving the village with her family in advance.

But unexpectedly, the people who invaded the village actually chased after them, and just when they were in a critical situation, a celestial being saved them.

The immortal lord covered his eyes with a foot-long piece of white silk, appearing cold and aloof, yet he was extremely gentle towards the farmer’s family, especially the second daughter, Xia Zhitao.

The Immortal Lord settled the two elderly people and, knowing that Xia Zhitao had extraordinary roots and was destined to be a cultivator, led Xia Zhitao into the Immortal Sect and took her to the Shijing Peak of the Yashan Sect to pay respects to the Grandmaster.

Later on, she inexplicably became an inner disciple, spending her days eating vegetarian meals and practicing Taoism, living a life that was quite uneventful and ordinary.

…until today, her Grandmaster threw her a heavy bomb.

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Immortal pines carry greenery, and cold clouds swirl around. As the road continues to widen, those clouds seem to gain a spirit of their own, spontaneously retreating to the side, revealing countless continuous pavilions.

A little further ahead is the main hall of Shijing Peak, one of the thirteen linked peaks of the Yashan Sect.

Seeing that it was almost time, Lu Guo couldn’t be bothered to hide it any longer. She patted the other person’s shoulder, a bit of schadenfreude in her tone: “Go on in, Grandmaster and Junior Sister are waiting for you.”

Grandmaster, junior sister…?

Xia Zhitao furrowed her brows and thought for a while before recalling that when she first arrived, she had indeed heard about an unwritten rule at their Shijing Peak.

Every year, when new disciples join, a senior sister or brother is assigned to guide them for a period of time, teaching them various aspects of cultivation, aiming to help the newcomers better adapt to the new environment.

After all, the new disciples are all chosen from among mortals, and suddenly entering the so-called “immortal sect” is bound to have many places they are not accustomed to.

The intention is good, but privately, all the disciples are quite annoyed at this moment.

There are two reasons: Among the newcomers, some are too arrogant, believing themselves to be exceptionally gifted; others are too foolish, unable to even perform the most basic Qi gathering, wasting their cultivation time.

“Newcomer?” Xia Zhitao asked, somewhat confused, “Don’t they only recruit once every ten years… It’s only been this long.”

Lu Guo shrugged and said, “There’s always an exception to the rule.”

Xia Zhitao, with a hint of doubt, stood before the grand stone gate after bidding farewell to Lu Guo, her fingers resting on the copper ring, and gently knocked a few times.

“When——”

The muffled sound of the impact spread through the air, layer by layer. Xia Zhitao stood waiting for a while, and then the heavy stone door opened with a sound. Standing in the center of the main hall was the Grandmaster of Shijing Peak.

The Grandmaster looked at Xia Zhitao, chuckled twice, rubbed his bushy beard, and said repeatedly, “Come in, come in, why are you standing there?”

Xia Zhitao bowed respectfully and quickly walked into the main hall. She hadn’t seen it before because she was blocked, but it turned out that there was someone sitting next to her grandmaster.

That was a somewhat slender-looking little girl, dressed in a blue-dyed silk robe, slightly bowing her head, quietly sitting on a chair.

She seemed a bit nervous because she was new here, her slender white fingers fidgeting on her knees, slightly biting her lower lip.

Upon seeing Xia Zhitao arrive, she suddenly lifted her head, her amber-like eyes wide open and shining a bit brighter.

Xia Zhitao curiously glanced a couple of times and couldn’t help but sigh inwardly.

Where did the Grandmaster find such a precious young lady? She’s so beautiful!

The little girl was fair and delicate, with bright, clear eyes, and a timid appearance that made one’s heart melt just by looking at her.

Although she looks no more than thirteen or fourteen now, her features not fully developed, one can already catch a glimpse of her future stunning beauty.

However, now she sits quietly by the side, like a little bun, making people unable to resist the urge to pinch her cheeks and indulge in a bit of handplay.

Although it’s said that the earlier one starts cultivating the Dao, the better, just thinking about how my grandmaster tricked and deceived people, bringing precious young ladies from their affluent lives to this remote and impoverished place…

It was just too hard to watch.

Xia Zhitao scolded herself in her heart, shifted her gaze, stood still in front of her grandmaster, and said earnestly, “Grandmaster, may I ask why you are looking for me?”

The Grandmaster stood up with a smile, and seeing his movement, the little girl hurriedly stood up as well, obediently standing behind the Grandmaster.

“I suppose Zhitao has seen it too,” the grandmaster rubbed his scruffy beard, patted the little girl’s shoulder, and pushed her forward, “This is a newly initiated Junior Sister, please take care of her.”

Xia Zhitao lowered her head, slightly bent her waist, and said, “Of course, as a disciple, it is my duty.”

“Indeed, it’s still best to trust you, Zhitao,” the Grandmaster sighed, “Your Senior Brothers are more unreliable than the last, busy all day picking fruits and catching monkeys. Only by entrusting your Junior Sister to you can I feel a bit more at ease.”

Having said that, he patted the little girl’s shoulder and said, “I already told you earlier, go follow Senior Sister Xia Zhitao. She will take you to your residence.”

The little girl timidly nodded, took small steps to Xiao Zhitao, looked up at her, and said, “Senior Sister.”

That voice, with a slightly muffled ending, was like a young fruit, softly and gently falling on the ear.

“Don’t be nervous,” Xia Zhitao said with a smile, gently reaching out to stroke the little girl’s hair, her voice softening a bit, “What’s your name?”

The little girl’s hair was soft and fine, like down feathers brushing against the palm. She smiled shyly and said in a soft, sweet voice, “Zhang Lan, my name is Zhang Lan.”

“Zhang Lan, what a beautiful name…”

Xia Zhitao, rubbing her head, suddenly froze.