Chapter 203: I Don’t Have That Intention at All (First Update)

Zhu Ling: Mistress, you can’t actually believe what she said? Zhu Ling would never betray you!

Fairy Fengya: I know.

Back to the same answer again; what Fairy Fengya was truly thinking at this moment, no one knew……

As the conversation between Fairy Fengya and Great-Grandmother continued, a voice suddenly drifted over.

“Master, why’re you still standing there? You’ll be up next.”

“Ye Meijing” stretched, then noticed Fairy Fengya staring blankly at the wall by herself. She didn’t seem to be reflecting on her mistakes, but with “Ye Wenxin’s” face, it gave off an indescribable sense of oddity.

“Just looking at the wall.” Fairy Fengya responded with a pointless remark, leaving “Ye Meijing” even more dubious.

She noticed Fairy Fengya holding that handkerchief; she was clenching it, so “Ye Meijing” didn’t see the bloodstain on the fabric, but her nose still caught the metallic scent of blood.

“Ye Meijing” frowned slightly and gestured beckoningly at Fairy Fengya. “Hold out your hand.”

Fairy Fengya, doing nothing of the sort, just stared at “Ye Meijing”.

“Don’t look at me like that; I just want to check your pulse.” Recalling Fairy Fengya’s abrupt actions earlier, “Ye Meijing” found this increasingly strange. More importantly, Fairy Fengya had been using her Qi constantly during these days; the Qi in her Dantian must be extremely chaotic.

Fairy Fengya still refused to extend her hand, so “Ye Meijing” had to step forward and grab Fairy Fengya’s delicate hand herself. The hand was fair and smooth, with long, beautiful fingers.

However, “Ye Meijing” couldn’t afford to admire this masterpiece of nature. Using her own Qi to examine Fairy Fengya, she immediately sensed the utter chaos within her Dantian.

No need to think about it; although the protective blood seal earlier didn’t cause Fairy Fengya significant harm, it still forced her to exert some real effort, further destabilizing the Qi within her body.

“You’re really good at enduring it. If it were me, the pain would’ve killed me by now.” She remembered how sometimes her own Qi Deviations would leave her in unbearable agony, but looking at Fairy Fengya remaining calm, merely spitting out a few token mouthfuls of blood, “Ye Meijing” deeply realized how strong Fairy Fengya’s tolerance was.

In each of their previous meetings, Fairy Fengya was constantly suffering from Qi Deviation; if it weren’t for her female lead attributes, she would have died countless times already.

With this in mind, “Ye Meijing” took out a bottle of Heart-Cleansing Pills, only to find that there was just one pill left inside.

“Make do with this for now. I’ll refine more later.” As she spoke, “Ye Meijing” brought the Heart-Cleansing Pill to Fairy Fengya’s lips.

When Fairy Fengya didn’t open her mouth, “Ye Meijing” assumed she had traumatized Fairy Fengya too many times before and explained, “Rest assured, I have no ulterior motives towards you.”

Fairy Fengya still refused to accept the pill. Baffled, “Ye Meijing” continued, “I have no such intentions for now, alright!”

Hearing “Ye Meijing” finally admit her desires, Fairy Fengya parted her lips marginally; “Ye Meijing” carefully fed her the Heart-Cleansing Pill, feeling her fingers accidentally brush against Fairy Fengya’s lips.

“Ye Meijing’s” hand trembled, but thankfully the pill was already in Fairy Fengya’s mouth.

She withdrew her hand like nothing happened, then felt an urge to wipe the spot that touched Fairy Fengya’s lips, but realized that might seem offensive.

Ultimately, she did nothing and watched as Fairy Fengya sat in the lotus position, starting to regulate the chaotic Qi within her body.

About the time it took to light an incense stick, Fairy Fengya opened her eyes; she exerted force from her Dantian, expelling the second glob of blood. The color was much lighter than the first, which made “Ye Meijing” frown deeper.

Although Fairy Fengya was formidable indeed, her overeagerness for quick results had caused too many instances of Qi Deviation, becoming a hidden threat.

Fairy Fengya stood up. Noticing her still somewhat pale complexion, “Ye Meijing” couldn’t help but add, “How about I handle the next match myself? We’re already in the top five anyway.”

Fairy Fengya looked at “Ye Meijing” and slowly said, “If you’re not the champion, it’s meaningless.”

“Ye Meijing” was speechless, unsure what she was obsessed with now. She turned to leave.

“Where are you going?” Fairy Fengya called after her.

“To refine pills; what if you die later?!”

“Ye Meijing” was somewhat angry, but upon feeling so, realized her anger was unexplainable; she had been longing for Fairy Fengya’s death, yet now she got angry because Fairy Fengya was not taking care of herself.

However, after considering it, her protective blood seal had still caused Fairy Fengya’s Qi Deviation; the combination of these conflicting thoughts finally brought her to a point of balance.

“Ye Meijing” stopped in her tracks, then she saw Fairy Fengya gracefully approaching. She continued, “Never mind, I’ll wait with you. What if you faint in the ring later?” After saying this, she sat back down.

Fairy Fengya glanced at “Ye Meijing” and took the seat beside her, staring at the stage. “The first-place prize this time is a god-tier cultivation technique. I can’t give you the ancient manuals, but consider this god-tier technique my compensation to you.”

This explained Fairy Fengya’s obsession with winning the champion title. Even though it seemed like she didn’t care about “Ye Meijing’s” scoundrelly demand, she actually took it to heart.

“Ye Meijing” never dreamed that her offhand comment would be fulfilled by Fairy Fengya in such a remarkable way.

However, thinking carefully, since Fairy Fengya’s most adept skill, the Nine Tribulations Exorcising Curse, was repelled by Flower Burial, and “Ye Meijing” was not skilled with weapons, it made sense for her to learn a technique to maintain the image of her alternate character, Ye Wenxin.

“Oh, then does Master know the name of this technique?”

“Ye Meijing’s” anger calmed down a bit, and she asked Fairy Fengya for the technique’s name.

“It’s a Buddhist divine technique, the Tranquil Mind Mantra (qingxin zhou).”

“Ye Meijing” felt something off about this, but after mulling it over, she recalled that among the Ten Great Immortal Sects, there was indeed a sect full of monks and nuns—Southern Dipper Temple (nandou si).

“But isn’t the Tranquil Mind Mantra something like a meditation technique, meant for calming the mind and stopping evil thoughts?” The name made “Ye Meijing” suspect that this technique was another useless SSR manual. It sounded grand, but seemed utterly impractical.

“No, the Tranquil Mind Mantra has some restraining effects on demon cultivators, but it also serves to cultivate one’s character and moral integrity,” Fairy Fengya explained. However, “Ye Meijing” knew that this explanation meant she was getting another useless manual.

She hadn’t even broken the seal on the last manual, the Indestructible Vajra Body, and now she was going to have another even more useless manual.

“Cultivate one’s character and moral integrity?” Hearing Fairy Fengya’s earnest explanation, “Ye Meijing” couldn’t help but entertain some devious thoughts.

“Yes, to cultivate one’s character,” Fairy Fengya earnestly repeated, completely unaware of “Ye Meijing’s” malicious intent.