The Villain is Soft and Clingy [Transmigration] - Chapter 21
“I’m talking about you,” Xia Zhitiao said with a smile. “Zhang Lan, are you willing to join my team?”
At the mention of that name, everyone was stunned.
*What’s wrong with Senior Sister Xia? The disciples others chose all have their strengths, but she, on the other hand, unhesitatingly chose the one who ranked last.*
Although Zhang Lan was exceptionally good in scholarly and theoretical aspects, her spiritual power was too weak. She couldn’t even cultivate the most basic techniques, always ranking last in every trial, only managing to stay in the final trial through sheer luck.
While the initiation trial wasn’t directly related to the team leader, the final rewards and rankings were distributed by team. Therefore, all inner sect disciples took it very seriously, racking their brains to win the competition.
The disciples looked puzzled, making way for her.
The junior sister, clutching a wooden sword, rushed over furiously, her dark hair even disheveled by the wind.
She dashed straight to Xia Zhitiao without stopping, stood ramrod straight with a “snap,” not even panting, and shouted loudly, “Willing!”
Her voice was so loud that Xia Zhitiao flinched. She let out a soft chuckle and instinctively ruffled Zhang Lan’s hair: “Alright, why are you so excited?”
Zhang Lan smiled goofily, obediently standing behind Xia Zhitiao, not forgetting to whisper in her ear: “I will definitely do my best and not let Senior Sister down!”
Xia Zhitiao smiled sweetly, winking at her.
Although everyone was quite surprised by Xia Zhitiao’s choice, having the last-place disciple taken off their hands was also a troublesome problem solved for others.
As the team leaders finished their selections, the masters unhurriedly announced the top ten disciples. Many of them had already been chosen, but if they wished, they could leave their current leader and join other teams.
Mu Si, as the top new disciple, quietly chose the senior brother from Jingting Peak. But when it came to the disciples ranked eighth and ninth, their choice once again stunned the entire hall.
Wang family siblings walked side by side, stopping in front of Xia Zhitiao, who had been cold and lonely, rarely chosen.
Wang Ze smiled gently and softly said, “Senior Sister Xia, may we join your team?”
Xia Zhitiao looked at these two incredibly capable disciples, feeling immense pressure under the focused gazes of those around her: “O-of course, it would be a great honor, but I’m a little curious… why?”
Wang Yan put her hands on her hips, her voice clear: “We came for Senior Sister Xia!”
At these words, Zhang Lan completely deflated. She gritted her teeth and said, “What do you mean?”
Wang Yan ignored Zhang Lan’s gloomy gaze and declared loudly, “Senior Sister Xia has a very rare fire spiritual root, and both my brother and I have wind spiritual roots. Wind and fire complement each other; working together, we will definitely achieve extraordinary victories!!”
Wang Ze nodded, gently adding, “Junior Sister Zhang Lan, as a wood spiritual root, can also complement us.”
Though they said this, everyone knew perfectly well: the Wang siblings came for Xia Zhitiao. As for Zhang Lan? She could go wherever was cool and comfortable…
Zhang Lan was fuming in the back. She glared fiercely at the siblings, threatening them with her lips: “Don’t you dare covet my Senior Sister!”
The other two remained unperturbed, calmly walking behind Xia Zhitiao and officially joining the team.
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After the Wang siblings joined, Xia Zhitiao’s team successively gained four more mid-to-lower ranking disciples. Now, only one team leader was missing.
Unfortunately, all the other inner sect disciples had already made their choices, and no one was willing to join Xia Zhitiao’s side.
Just as they were at a loss, a red figure suddenly appeared in the air, blazing across the sky like a fiery cloud. Someone shouted loudly, “Sorry, sorry! I’m late!”
The person leaped from their long sword, landing steadily on the ground. She was dressed in fiery red, with exquisite features. Beside her, a small red fish floated and swayed, looking quite amusing.
The red-robed woman put her hands on her hips, exhaled, and asked, “Hey, how’s the selection going?”
“Jin Li, you’re too late,” the Peak Master of Yuwan Peak sighed helplessly. “The teams are pretty much set.”
“No worries, no worries.” Jin Li was utterly unconcerned. She light-footedly circled the arena, then abruptly stopped in front of one person.
Her eyes suddenly lit up, and the red fish behind her began to jump up and down.
Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Jin Li suddenly grabbed Xia Zhitiao’s hand, her voice incredibly excited: “Esteemed disciple, can I join your team!?”
*—What’s going on? The senior sister from Yuwan Peak wants to join my team?*
Jin Li didn’t know Xia Zhitiao, but Xia Zhitiao knew her.
This red-robed woman in front of her was Yuwan Peak’s ‘Guardian Treasure of the Peak,’ a prodigy with extraordinary talent and extremely high comprehension. She was also an immortal spirit who had cultivated from a hundred-year-old carp.
In this initiation trial, every team would probably be begging her to join. Xia Zhitiao simply couldn’t understand why she had chosen them.
“It is truly a great honor for Senior Sister Jin to be willing to join us,” Xia Zhitiao said, a little overwhelmed. She then voiced everyone else’s unspoken question: “May I be so bold as to ask why you chose us?”
“I don’t know,” Jin Li said with a smile. “It’s just that my luck has always been very good since I was little, and this time my intuition told me to choose you, so I came.”
After she spoke, the red fish following her blew bubbles, “swimming” leisurely in the air.
The little fish slowly circled Xia Zhitiao, stopped beside Zhang Lan, who was looking sullen, flicked its fins, and then suddenly darted closer.
Then, Xia Zhitiao saw the junior sister hide behind her, revealing an expression of terror she had never seen before.
Zhang Lan tugged at Xia Zhitiao’s sleeve, her face full of resistance: “What are you doing? Make this fish go away!”
Author’s Note:
Little Red Fish: I smell the aura of a big boss!
Zhang Lan: I’m not, I didn’t, go away.