The Villainous Supporting Character Ended Up with the Female Lead - Chapter 19

Xu Jianchun’s enthusiasm surged, and he spoke with even greater fervor.

In his excitement, he grabbed both of Yun Hanmian’s hands, his eyes burning with intensity as he raised his voice

With our combined might, we’ll crush those Shangxuan beggars!

Yun Hanmian ……

Xu Jianchun frowned in displeasure, his face darkening as he leaned close to Yun Hanmian’s ear and hissed, Sect Leader Yun? Have you betrayed me to join Shangxuan? You know Yaotai and Shangxuan have been mortal enemies for centuries!

Yun Hanmian blinked, his lips barely moving as he replied with a single, soft word

No.

Xu Jianchun’s gaze sharpened with suspicion. He circled Yun Hanmian, hands clasped behind his back, pressing relentlessly, Really? Yun Hanmian, I held you when you were a newborn! By seniority, you should call me Aunt! Ah, those were simpler times… Now you’re as cold as an ice block.

The incessant chatter buzzed in Yun Hanmian’s ears, his jaw clenching as he suppressed the urge to turn and walk away. His expression strained, he cast a desperate, pleading glance at Yun Guiyi.

Yun Guiyi immediately understood his silent plea, but she hesitated, shuffling her feet nervously before facing Xu Jianchun.

Everyone in the Cultivation World knew Xu Jianchun of Yaotai was an eccentric character, his temperament as unpredictable as the weather.

Despite being nearly three thousand years old and the Sect Leader of Yaotai, Xu Jianchun should have possessed an air of natural authority and acted with meticulous composure.

Yet she behaved like a child of four or five, chattering incessantly with boundless energy.

She was notorious for leaving letters for the Yaotai elders, declaring she was running away from home, and then vanishing for decades, leaving no trace.

Moreover, Xu Jianchun was genuinely a senior to the Sect Leader in terms of seniority.

Ultimately, Yun Guiyi’s loyalty to the Sect Leader outweighed her fear of Xu Jianchun. With the resolve of someone facing certain death, she interrupted Xu Jianchun

Sect Leader Xu, I have urgent matters to report to the Sect Leader. Please retire to the side hall to rest.

The atmosphere froze instantly.

Yun Guiyi stood rigid, instinctively holding her breath, daring not to make another sound.

Xu Jianchun huffed in displeasure, her gaze fixing on Yun Guiyi. She scrutinized her from head to toe before glancing at the composed Yun Hanmian beside her.

The situation was now crystal clear.

Yun Hanmian had clearly grown weary of her lectures.

Xu Jianchun couldn’t help but sigh, a pang of sadness striking her heart. A hint of wounded vulnerability flickered across her face.

I’m truly getting old, Xu Jianchun thought, unable to keep up with the younger generation in the Cultivation World. Even her own niece-in-law no longer wanted to listen to her.

Having dealt with this distant aunt for years, Yun Hanmian easily guessed her thoughts. She replied politely but distantly, Sect Leader Xu, farewell.

Xu Jianchun gritted his teeth, forcing out a muffled Hm, and angrily snapped off a handful of branches before stalking away.

Sect Leader, Yun Guiyi immediately approached, waiting until Xu Jianchun was out of earshot before reporting with relief, I have not failed your trust. I have persuaded all the elders.

Yun Hanmian tilted her head, her eyes crinkling with amusement as she gestured for Yun Guiyi to continue.

Yun Guiyi paused, glanced around, then raised her hand, using spiritual power to create a private space around them, ensuring no one could overhear.

We’ve made some progress in our investigation, Yun Guiyi said uneasily. The Divine Artifact in the Forbidden Zone—

She took a deep breath, her lips trembling slightly. After a moment of staring at Yun Hanmian, she finally mustered the courage to finish her sentence.

The Divine Artifact is a fake.

Upon hearing this, Yun Hanmian wore an expression that said, Just as I suspected, finally receiving confirmation of her lingering doubts.

She immediately asked, Have the arrangements been made?

Yun Guiyi replied with certainty, Rest assured, Sect Leader, the person has already been dispatched.

Yun Hanmian nodded, waved Yun Guiyi away, and gazed wearily at the distant scene.

Small groups of disciples gathered in twos and threes, some chattering noisily, others bickering playfully. A few bolder ones even approached to greet her with respectful bows.

Hearing the repeated calls of Sect Leader from these youthful voices, Yun Hanmian’s wavering resolve gradually solidified. She formed a hand seal and teleported to the side hall where Xu Jianchun was waiting.

The moment Yun Hanmian stepped through the hall’s entrance, Xu Jianchun tossed the mangled branches she had cruelly ravaged into her arms.

Sect Leader Xu, Yun Hanmian said, softening her tone. With a wave of her hand, she transformed the branches into a bouquet of pear blossoms and slowly walked behind Xu Jianchun.

Still seething with anger, Xu Jianchun deliberately turned her back, ignoring Yun Hanmian’s petty tricks.

Yun Hanmian sighed helplessly, pursed her lips, and whispered, Aunt.

Oh, Sect Leader Yun, finally admitting I’m your aunt? Xu Jianchun teased, leaning back in his seat with his arms crossed, swinging his leg as he stared at Yun Hanmian. Tell me what’s so urgent while your dear aunt is still in a good mood.

The Zhuang Dream Realm is missing, Yun Hanmian replied.

Missing? So what? Wait— Xu Jianchun’s playful expression vanished, replaced by shock as he repeated, Hanmian, what did you say was missing?

The Yun Clan’s most precious treasure, the Zhuang Dream Realm.

Xu Jianchun shot to his feet, immediately clamping his hand over Yun Hanmian’s mouth and sealing the side hall with spiritual power, terrified of eavesdroppers.

What truly set the Six Great Sects apart, beyond their unique cultivation methods and techniques, was their possession of Divine Artifacts. These artifacts were the very foundation of each sect’s dominance in the Cultivation World.

Legend held that these Divine Artifacts had been scattered across the realm by ancient Immortal Sovereigns, each treasure imbued with world-shattering Immortal Power.

After tens of thousands of years of relentless conflict, the Late Cloud Immortal, ancestor of the Yun Clan, finally claimed the first Divine Artifact ten thousand years ago, establishing the Yun Clan’s preeminent position in the Cultivation World.

Later, the ancestors of the other five sects gradually discovered their own Divine Artifacts.

Each sect guarded its Divine Artifact as its most precious treasure, sealing it within a Forbidden Zone and assigning trusted disciples to patrol day and night.

How could it possibly be lost?

Xu Jianchun, who had lived for nearly three thousand years, had never heard of such a thing.

Hanmian, you—

Xu Jianchun was about to scold Yun Hanmian when she looked up and saw her calm expression. The small flicker of anger in her heart suddenly extinguished.

Her niece’s cunning and strategic mind were unmatched among her peers. She likely already had a plan for this.

With this thought, Xu Jianchun snatched the handful of pear blossoms from Yun Hanmian’s palm, her eyes betraying amusement despite her stern words

As the Sect Leader of the Yun Clan, losing the sect’s most precious treasure is a grave offense! How could you be so careless?

So…

A soft laugh escaped Yun Hanmian’s lips as she gazed earnestly at Xu Jianchun, her red lips parting slightly. So, Aunt Xu, will you help me? Please?

Under Yun Weiyan’s meticulous care, the rescued Little Fox had finally recovered enough to stand on its own. She let it run and leap freely through the bamboo forest.

She had retreated to this sparsely populated bamboo forest to recuperate.

Every day, starting before dawn, she practiced swordsmanship. When she lacked a sword, she used bamboo branches as substitutes, moving with the wind and tirelessly repeating the techniques she had mastered.

By mid-afternoon, Yun Weiyan sat cross-legged beside the slumbering Little Fox, circulating spiritual power through her dantian and meridians.

After completing thirty-six cycles of the Minor Heavenly Circulation, she slowly opened her tightly closed eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.

The Little Fox had already awakened from its nap. It nuzzled Yun Weiyan, then suddenly caught a whiff of bl00d.

After a moment’s thought, it tilted its head and called out to Yun Weiyan

Awoo! Awoo!

Someone had trespassed into the bamboo forest!

Yun Weiyan completely ignored the Little Fox’s cries, giving its head a perfunctory pat.

Yi’an ……

Seeing Yun Weiyan’s indifference, Yi’an whipped its tail sharply across her body, struck a dignified pose, and darted off in the direction of the bl00d scent.

Host?</i> the System inquired, puzzled. <i>Xiao Bai is so adorable! Why are you ignoring it?

Because the Little Fox couldn’t yet speak human language, its awoo calls were incomprehensible to both Yun Weiyan and the System. Thus, she had named it Xiao Bai (Little White).

The Little Fox despised this name. Whenever Yun Weiyan called her Xiao Bai, Yi’an would deliberately pretend not to hear.

It even acted like a cat, secretly catching dead mice and leaving them on her stone bed.

Such childish and infuriating behavior!

Yun Weiyan couldn’t decide if Xiao Bai was more cat or fox.

My cultivation for today isn’t finished yet, she replied tersely to the System’s query. She pressed two fingers together, preparing to diligently practice her Talismanship Arts, when the Little Fox came bounding over on all four paws.

Awoo!

Hurry, save her!

Yi’an clamped her jaws onto Yun Weiyan’s skirt and tugged with all her might, dragging her toward the edge of the bamboo forest.

Xiao Bai?

Sensing the Little Fox’s uncharacteristic urgency, Yun Weiyan bent down, scooped her into her arms, and strode toward the forest’s edge.

The closer they got, the stronger the metallic stench of bl00d grew.

The blurry figure ahead gradually came into focus. Yun Weiyan stopped three feet from the bloodstains, and the Little Fox leaped from her arms to the woman’s side.

Awoo Awoo

She’s badly hurt! Won’t you save her?

Yi’an gazed pitifully at Yun Weiyan, relentlessly urging her to save the woman.

Yi’an wasn’t suddenly overcome with compassion. After all, she and Yun Weiyan were both Demonic Cultivators, and ruthless cruelty was their defining trait.

But considering Yun Weiyan’s current precarious situation, Yi’an felt compelled to act for her sake.

At least accumulate some Merit Points, Yun Weiyan said, so you won’t be struck into oblivion by the Heavenly Dao during your Ascension Lightning Tribulation.

Alright, alright, Yun Weiyan relented. Since you’re pleading for her, I’ll save her.

As she spoke, Yun Weiyan approached the woman and crouched down to examine her injuries. One hand formed a hand seal, ready to kill her at any moment, while the other gently brushed aside the bl00d-matted strands of hair from the woman’s face.

How could it be her?!

The System erupted into a shrill screech within Yun Weiyan’s Divine Sense, its electronic voice crackling with fury. In an unprecedented outburst, it roared

Host! Kill her! No! Don’t just kill her—grind her bones to dust and scatter them to the winds!

Tongzi, how could she be here? Yun Weiyan murmured, her fingertip tracing the woman’s bl00d-crusted cheek before settling on her throat. Her five fingers spread slightly, pressing against the woman’s fragile neck.

With just a little pressure, a snap would sever her faint breath.