Transmigrated As The Villain's Sword (GL) - Chapter 18.2
Ling Chenyan took off running as fast as her legs could carry her, not because she was eager to show off, but because her courageous act of hugging the big villain just now had made her heart beat too fast.
She had actually dared to act like a rogue and hug the big villain, and she had even successfully taken advantage of her!
The system cursed her weakly in her heart: [Lecher, stealing fragrance and jade, simply shameless!]
[Hehe, hehe, she made a sword tassel for me!]
System: […knocks]
Ling Chenyan was in an extremely good mood at this time and didn’t want to waste any more time on the system. She prepared to sneak into Li Xiu’s room, find her little brother, and show off to him fiercely.
After all, the sword tassel made by her master was much better-looking than the one made by his master.
The night outside was turbulent. Ling Chenyan ran a long way before finally secretly hiding outside Li Xiu’s bamboo house and calling out using the secret language between spirit artifacts, “Little brother, little brother! Come out!”
The sword ignored her.
Could it be asleep?
Ling Chenyan quietly approached the bamboo house and secretly peeked inside through the window. The bamboo house was pitch black. By the moonlight, she could see that there was no one on the bed at all.
Li Xiu wasn’t in the house, so where did he go in the middle of the night?
Ling Chenyan was a little puzzled, but she couldn’t search for him place by place in such a large sect, so she had to return to Guan Luowei’s side along the original route.
Seeing her return so quickly, Guan Luowei raised an eyebrow and said, “Why didn’t you stay for a full hour today?”
Ling Chenyan felt a little dejected and said, “That Li Xiu wasn’t in his room, so my little brother wasn’t there either.”
Speaking of this, Ling Chenyan suddenly thought of something. So, she transformed into her human form again, waved her hand, and a large pile of treasures and spirit stones clattered and filled the bed again.
Ling Chenyan pushed the things towards Guan Luowei and said, “Master, look, this is a pile of ownerless things I found in the Lingxiao Immortal Sect, so I brought them back!”
Guan Luowei looked at the treasures all over the bed, the corner of her mouth twitching slightly. She raised her head and looked at the girl in front of her and said, “Ownerless things?”
Ling Chenyan nodded somewhat guiltily and smiled. “They’re all for you, Master. After all, I… don’t need them.” After all, she could still find more.
Guan Luowei glanced at the pile of treasures and looked at the girl with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile. “Is this also a betrothal gift for me?”
Ling Chenyan’s face flushed red, and she said, “It’s not…”
She felt like she couldn’t explain herself no matter what she said, so she simply transformed again and turned back into her sword form.
Guan Luowei shook her head somewhat helplessly and said, “Then thank you very much.”
She readily accepted the treasures and didn’t mention the betrothal gift again. Ling Chenyan indeed became happy again and transformed into human form, and went to the quilt.
The system wailed sadly in her mind: [Boohoo. You liar! My spirit stones! My money!!]
Ling Chenyan said: [Left some for you, stop crying.]
[Really?]
[Of course!] Only most of it went to Guan Luowei.
The system didn’t know, and was happily thinking that the host could finally remember it.
Guan Luowei rolled over and lay on the bed, listening to the quirky inner thoughts of the person beside her, the corners of her lips unconsciously curving upwards as she closed her eyes.
••••
The dark night surged, layers of dark clouds covered the night sky, swallowing most of the bright moon.
Somewhere in the Lingxiao Immortal Sect.
The Sect Leader and the Masters of each peak gathered here, all with joyful expressions, looking at the long lyre covered in golden light in front of them.
The lyre, about three feet long, was entirely enveloped in golden light, its noble aura carrying a strong sense of oppression. Flowing cloud patterns were engraved on its body, from top to bottom, like a long dragon coiled on it. The strings were transparent and tough, emitting a faint white light. Gently touching the strings with a fingertip would produce a low, resonant sound, like a tiger’s roar or a dragon’s roar.
Sect Leader Zhenxu’s eyes were full of joy as he said, “Guizei, can what you say be true? Has this Illusion God Lyre truly awakened its spirit?”
His eyes were full of anticipation, disbelief mixed with longing. Among the four ancient divine artifacts, only the Illusion God Lyre did not have a spirit, which greatly reduced its power. It had been kept in a cave and nurtured with formations. Now, finally, the clouds had parted to reveal the moon. How could Zhenxu not be excited?
Daoist Guizei, shrouded in black robes, let out a hoarse and unpleasant soft “hmm.”
Zhenxu said happily, “Good, good, this is really too good.”
Daoist Lingxu and Daoist Chenxu on the side also looked excited. The spirit of a divine artifact appearing in the Lingxiao Immortal Sect was a great thing for them. If they could subdue the Illusion God Lyre and make it recognize them as its master…
A trace of greed unconsciously flashed through the hearts of those present, but they suppressed it extremely well.
“However,” Daoist Guizei spoke again when everyone was excited, “I discovered traces of demonic power in the Lingxiao Immortal Sect.”
Zhenxu’s expression froze, and the joyful look on his face instantly dimmed a lot.
Daoist Lingxu said, “Could it be that some of the Demon Clan disciples we captured have escaped?”
As soon as these words were spoken, he felt a cold gaze fall upon him. Daoist Lingxu’s body tensed, and following the gaze, he indeed saw Daoist Guizei looking at him from afar, his gaze cold and icy, no less terrifying than that of an evil entity.
Daoist Lingxu’s body trembled. If he hadn’t known that the person before him was so strange because of his cultivation technique, he would have even suspected that Daoist Guizei was an evil being.
Daoist Chenxu spoke up to smooth things over, “It shouldn’t be. We know Brother Guizei’s strength. Those little brats can’t cause any trouble, let alone escape from Brother Guizei’s grasp.”
The others exchanged glances.
That meant that a member of the Demon Clan had infiltrated their Lingxiao Immortal Sect.
Zhenxu knew Daoist Guizei’s ways and said, “Guizei, if you say so, then it means you have already grasped the whereabouts of this Demon Clan disciple?”
Everyone’s gaze focused on Daoist Guizei, but they saw him slowly utter two words: “Luo Yan.”
Hearing this name, Daoist Chenxu’s expression froze, then turned gloomy. “I remember this disciple. She was involved in the Fengxiang Town mission last time. She’s actually a Demon Clan disciple?”
Daoist Guizei didn’t speak further at this point. Then, he transmitted a sound, and in the next second, a person slowly walked into the main hall.
The person was tall and slender, but walked like a marionette. He tightly gripped the sword at his waist, walking step by step towards the others.
“Li Xiu?” Daoist Chenxu said in shock, “Why is he here?”
No one answered him. Li Xiu quietly walked up to the others, stopped, and stood there, his eyes incredibly vacant.
Daoist Guizei looked at Li Xiu. “That day in Fengxiang Town, were you the one who finally killed that monster?”
Everyone fell silent. Li Xiu’s mechanical voice rang out, “It wasn’t me, and it wasn’t Senior Brother Zhang. Senior Brother Zhang fainted at the beginning, and I fainted later. Only Junior Sister Luo didn’t faint, but they said my sword killed the monster.”
As he spoke, Li Xiu suddenly bent over, offering his sword with both hands.
Daoist Chenxu looked at Li Xiu’s appearance, frowned, and looked at Daoist Guizei. “Did you use a bewitching spell on him?”
Daoist Guizei didn’t answer him. He reached out and took the trembling sword from Li Xiu’s palm. A strange gray light appeared in his hand as he said, “That day, what exactly happened?”
After asking, he threw the sword back into Li Xiu’s palm.
Li Xiu looked at the sword in his hand and repeated the sword spirit’s meaning word by word, “It was Luo Yan. She killed the monster. She is a member of the Demon Clan.”
After saying these words, the sword in Li Xiu’s hand suddenly rolled out of his palm and snapped into two pieces with a “crack.”
Daoist Chenxu’s pupils shrank slightly. “This is…”
Daoist Guizei’s hoarse voice rang out, finishing his unspoken words: “Heavenly Dao backlash.”
Those who swear an oath by the Heavenly Dao will, if they violate their promise one day, in severe cases die and their souls dissipate, never to enter reincarnation. In mild cases, they will be severely injured and fall into a coma, their souls shattered.
The truth was before their eyes, and everyone’s expression was very ugly.
Daoist Chenxu immediately stood up and said, “This old man will go and capture this demon!”
“Hold on!” Zhenxu’s eyes flickered. “Let’s hear what Guizei has to say first.”
Daoist Chenxu stopped and looked at Daoist Guizei along with the others.
Daoist Guizei said indifferently, “This person is very strong. To deal with her, we need to use the Illusion God Lyre.”
The gazes of the others fell on the Illusion God Lyre again. Seeing this, Daoist Guizei said, “If we had a Spirit Awakening Pill, then the possibility of this lyre recognizing a master would be much greater. Unfortunately…”
Daoist Lingxu frowned. “That kind of evil thing has long been forbidden in the cultivation world. Right now, we do have an opportunity to deal with her.”
Zhenxu’s eyes flickered. “Are you saying… the sect competition?”
Daoist Lingxu nodded. “As long as we unite with the other sects, no matter how strong she is, she won’t be able to cause any trouble.”
The others exchanged glances, feeling that this plan was feasible. Even if the Illusion God Lyre hadn’t recognized a master, the power it could unleash after awakening its spirit would be even stronger.
Daoist Guizei watched the others discuss the details of dealing with Guan Luowei and fell silent on the side.
The Spirit Awakening Pill had been stolen, and that demon’s target was likely also the Illusion God Lyre. So, he would report this matter to the sect. With the Illusion God Lyre under strict guard, that demon would have no way to get it.
As for his mission… Daoist Guizei’s breathing deepened, but in the end, he hadn’t completed it.