Chapter 442: I’m Holding Back For Now

For a brief moment, Ye Wenxin thought that perhaps Abbess Jiunan had realized what she had been up to earlier. However, the abbess appeared so sincere, and there was no hint of mockery in her tone. Yet, it still seemed strange.

“Hey, is your Southern Dipper Temple so short on people, that you’re trying to poach from me?” At that moment, Jin Xiaoqin made her entrance. She had changed into a strikingly vibrant outfit, as if Ye Wenxin’s return had encouraged her to make the effort.

Her new look was eye-catching, and even Ye Wenxin couldn’t help but glance at her a few times. Jin Xiaoqin, noticing Ye Wenxin’s gaze, flashed a smug look as she stood by her side.

Abbess Jiunan didn’t falter against an old fox like Jin Xiaoqin, and with a subtle smile, she responded, “This nun was merely joking, but if Benefactor Wenxin ever feels weary of the world, the gates of the Southern Dipper Temple are always open.”

Ye Wenxin thought she would never entertain such an idea. She loved eating meat and drinking. There was no way she’d give up worldly pleasures to the company of scriptures every day, just for a mere Abbess Jiunan.

“Thank you, Abbess, but I still have many attachments to this world.” Ye Wenxin smiled and tactfully declined. It seemed the matter of Azure Wings Sect and Southern Dipper Temple fighting over a disciple had drawn other people’s attention, as more and more disciples gathered to watch.

Abbess Jiunan and Jin Xiaoqin continued their verbal sparring, each maintaining their respective attitudes. Just as Ye Wenxin began to feel tired from standing, she noticed Fairy Fengya drifting over from the distance.

She wore the usual flowing white robes, so monotonous that Ye Wenxin often got the impression she never changed clothes. But upon closer inspection, she noticed a small ‘one’ character embroidered on Fairy Fengya’s waist, with each robe’s pattern completely different.

It seemed Fairy Fengya had drifted over after noticing the situation. She didn’t say or do anything, her mere presence enough to quiet Abbess Jiunan and Jin Xiaoqin. The moment she left, however, the two immediately resumed their bickering.

Ye Wenxin grew bored from watching the ongoing argument. When she noticed Fairy Fengya darting into the nearby woods, she eagerly followed her, hoping Fairy Fengya would lead her to some adventure.

Just as that thought crossed Ye Wenxin’s mind, she suddenly saw a figure plummet from the sky. The person appeared to be on the verge of death, but was still clutching a scroll tightly, clearly something of great importance.

Fairy Fengya glanced at them with cold indifference, then killed them without hesitation. She stashed the scroll into her bag of holding before moving on.

The ease with which she performed the act left Ye Wenxin speechless. Nevertheless, she kept following until she saw Fairy Fengya drop into a hole, where she effortlessly uncovered a trove of rare treasures. Without even a glance at the valuables, Fairy Fengya emerged from the hole, dusted herself off, and continued on her way.

As Fairy Fengya took another loop around, a thousand-year-old rabbit spirit suddenly appeared, begging to be taken in. Fairy Fengya glanced briefly at it before coldly killing the rabbit spirit and extracting its core.

Ye Wenxin could understand Fairy Fengya’s actions before. However, when Fairy Fengya showed no mercy to the cute rabbit, it stirred resentment in Ye Wenxin’s heart.

Ye Wenxin also became more convinced than ever that Fairy Fengya was the fated female lead. In the time they had been apart, the golden phoenix surrounding Fairy Fengya had grown even larger, as if she had encountered many things in the absence of Ye Wenxin’s meddling.

Watching Fairy Fengya have one lucky encounter after another, gave Ye Wenxin a strange impression. Fairy Fengya wasn’t actively seeking out these encounters – they came to her.

It infuriated Ye Wenxin, making her feel how weak, and helpless she was as a villain.

“The core is impure. You can have it.” Fairy Fengya suddenly spoke. Ye Wenxin froze for a moment but still stepped forward. Thinking about how she had to pick up Fairy Fengya’s trash, she said with disdain, “I don’t want it; the bunny was so cute…”

She feigned indignation while glancing at the overly large rabbit on the ground, her mind filling with various recipes. After a second thought, she couldn’t help but add, “Ahem, what’s so special about a core? This rabbit spirit would make a great nourishing meal.”

Ye Wenxin attempted to claim the rabbit spirit’s corpse for herself, but Fairy Fengya, as if intrigued, pulled out several glowing golden cores from her robes.

It was uncertain what kind of demonic beasts they had come from, but each core was so pure in color that even the mighty Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng had never seen anything like it. However, anything in Fairy Fengya’s hands seemed to become as common as cabbages, since she easily took them out.

“School Master Fengya, what do you mean by this?” Ye Wenxin’s eyes remained fixated on the cores, struggling internally.

Setting aside the fact that the cores could be used as alchemy ingredients, simply consuming one would be more effective than a lifetime of cultivation. It had been nearly two years since Ye Wenxin’s last cultivation advancement. Staring at the cores, she knew that if she could consume them all, advancing would be a certainty.

However, she was worried that Fairy Fengya might bring up their old matter, and hesitated.

“I want to eat it too.” Fairy Fengya pointed at the rabbit spirit. Upon hearing that the deal was this simple, Ye Wenxin immediately snatched up the cores, then said, “Deal… but first, could you kindly show off your sword skills and skin the rabbit?”

Fairy Fengya pulled out her Cold Soul Sword without hesitation. The rabbit’s corpse floated into the air, instantly coated in a thick layer of frost. With a second precise slash, the frost exploded, separating the rabbit’s flesh from its fur. Ye Wenxin stood there, wide-eyed and speechless, feeling that Fairy Fengya’s cultivation had advanced significantly.

Yet Fairy Fengya seemed completely unaware of her own prowess. She even sent a glance at Ye Wenxin, questioning if there was anything else she needed to do.

Ye Wenxin finally lost her composure. With a trembling voice, she couldn’t help but ask, “You… you’re not about to ascend, are you?”

Fairy Fengya nodded calmly, saying, “Yes, but I’m holding it back for now.”

The moment those words left her lips, Ye Wenxin felt her blood surge. She nearly became the first Demon Lord in history, to be angered to death by the female lead.