Chapter 130: A Long Unseen Peerless Beauty

Choosing one would easily offend the other. If she did not choose anyone, these two people would never leave the matter at that.

“Well then, deference is no substitute for obedience¹…” Ye Wenxin stretched out her hands, intending to take both tokens. Simultaneously, the two abruptly retracted their hands, seeming reluctant to give the tokens to Ye Wenxin at the same time.

“What, are you two revoking this?” Ye Wenxin felt more amused as she watched, but she feigned suspicion and inquired the reason for them taking back the tokens at the same time.

“Master said you can only choose one person’s tokens,” Liu Yansheng spoke quicker and with more words than Qian Bingxue, so she naturally clarified the reason in Qian Bingxue’s place.

“But I feel one token is not enough insurance. If I lost one, there’s one more to lose, isn’t that better?” Figuring that this was all Hall Master Bai Chi’s idea, Ye Wenxin did not know how she should evaluate this Hall Master with Alzheimer’s.

Calling her foolish, she occasionally had moments of clarity.

Calling her smart, but would a smart person push out both her disciples? In the end, these two before her were the most likely to inherit Shura Hall’s leadership.

Liu Yansheng showed a weird expression, ultimately, she toughened her heart, tossing the tokens in her hand over, saying with much dissatisfaction, “Hurry up and drip your blood, I still have to go back for debriefing.”

Judging by her attitude, she was, in fact, absolutely reluctant to give the Dao companion token to Ye Wenxin.

“Since you’re that reluctant, let’s just forget about it.” Ye Wenxin smilingly pushed the token back, pretending to be troubled.

Liu Yansheng gnashed her teeth with hatred. Even though it was Ye Wenxin who was taking huge advantage of this, she was now showing such a troubled expression as if she was the unlucky one.

“I’ll have you know, you have a long road ahead in the future, and there are countless perils, if you have this token, I will know if you’re in danger and can rush to your aid.”

Liu Yansheng was disgruntled, but she sincerely and earnestly stated how important this token was. If it were not for Hall Master Bai Chi’s repeated instructions, Liu Yansheng would not likely give this token to Ye Wenxin a second time.

No matter how good Ye Wenxin was, Liu Yansheng, as a member of the Demon Race, was also proud and arrogant, she could not afford to lose her Demon dignity.

Ye Wenxin smiled silently, by no means refuting the validity of these words. But the reverse was also true, if she had this token, Ye Wenxin would be obligated to save them from death.

Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng’s support was much more powerful compared to that of Head Senior Sister Qian Bingxue and Third Senior Sister Liu Yansheng. Hall Master Bai Chi calculated this too well, thinking back to those documents earlier, Ye Wenxin indeed should grant Shura Hall this favor.

Yet thinking this was Hall Master Bai Chi’s method, she also felt very upset.

“So ask your heart, do you want them or not?” Liu Yansheng and Qian Bingxue were still not aware of the secret, seeing Ye Wenxin kept showing an expression as if she was getting the worst of it, even if she did not voice it, that discontent was obvious.

“If I want it, I’ll have both of your tokens, if I don’t, I won’t take anything.” After a moment of pondering, she eventually stated her thoughts.

Liu Yansheng said coldly, “Hmph, such a scum at this young age, when you grow up you’ll become a flower girl²!” She wanted to knock Ye Wenxin’s head and tell her to not be greedy.

It was already rare for one senior sister to come to the rescue, and now Ye Wenxin wanted to accept both of them. It was already tough for Liu Yansheng every time she talked to Head Senior Sister Qian Bingxue. Liu Yansheng really did not want to have to fight three hundred rounds with Qian Bingxue along the way just to rescue someone. After much consideration, she felt even more uncomfortable.

“It’s not scummy, this is a double insurance method. The two Senior Sisters could call me, and the protection goes both ways. You both can call me to protect you, but only on the premise that I’m free at the time.” Ye Wenxin did not take Liu Yansheng’s dissatisfaction to heart and promised the two while grinning.

“I would be deeply grateful as long as you’re fine. Forget it, I’ll give the tokens to you, hurry and drip the blood essence.” Looking at the crowd around them beginning to point, Liu Yansheng instinctively pulled her black robes tighter, lest she revealed the characteristics of the Demon Race.

She was still injured, risking her life to come down from Shura Hall, she absolutely could not linger here. Ye Wenxin smiled helplessly and forced out two drops of blood essence, dripping them onto the tokens.

As the drops fell, the two tokens immediately absorbed them, emitting a strange light. The character ‘Liu’ on them became prominent, marking the contract’s completion. Ye Wenxin immediately felt a bit weak, but fortunately, her body had been rebuilt with spirit stones, and she did not appear much worse for wear.

“Head Senior Sister, what about you?” Ye Wenxin gasped for breath, looking at Qian Bingxue, trying not to appear too affected.

Qian Bingxue glanced at Ye Wenxin’s condition, then at the tokens in her hand, and continued, “I will come to collect your blood in the future. Let’s leave it at this for now.”

Ye Wenxin smiled and continued, “It’s not a problem, a couple more drops of blood essence won’t hurt.”

Reaching for the two tokens, she wanted to settle the matter at once. If possible, Ye Wenxin hoped she would never have to see anyone from Shura Hall again. No calamities, no difficulties; that was the best outcome for a cultivator.

“Alright…” Qian Bingxue no longer hesitated and handed over the two tokens. Ye Wenxin then forced out two more drops of blood essence, causing the tokens to glow as they recognized her as their master. The character ‘Qian’ turned golden, looking quite beautiful.

Ye Wenxin handed one token to Qian Bingxue and then put its counterpart back into her bag of holding.

The two explained to Ye Wenxin how to use the tokens for communication. Surprisingly, apart from her somewhat pale complexion, Ye Wenxin showed no signs of distress, leaving the two with a new impression of her.

After about half a quarter of an hour, all explanations were done. Ye Wenxin bid farewell to the two and slowly moved towards the town.

Liu Yansheng stayed with Qian Bingxue, unsure of what to say in the face of this enigmatic little junior sister.

“Senior Sister, did you see that? Four drops of blood essence, and she’s completely fine!” Liu Yansheng could not help but marvel. She remembered that when they made these Dao companion tokens, just one drop of blood essence had left her bedridden for a week.

The need for the second drop had been even more serious, taking her half a month to recover.

But now, Ye Wenxin had given them four drops of blood essence without breaking a sweat, leaving them astonished. Qian Bingxue similarly shook her head in confusion.

Ye Wenxin heard their words but just smiled lightly.

After Ye Wenxin’s foundation was shattered by Fairy Fengy’s Nine Tribulations Exorcising Curse, it was reconstructed by spirit stones. However, because of this reconstruction, her original cultivation clashed with the new foundation, causing her cultivation to stagnate for a while before finally accepting the change.

If it were not for that, Ye Wenxin would not have dared to give four drops of blood essence in one go.

“Hall Master Bai really knows how to play her cards well. Oh well, it’s not like it’s the first time I’ve been deceived by you,” Ye Wenxin sighed as she looked at the distant Shura Hall. The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this trip up the mountain had been a big loss.

But upon closer examination, she was not that soft-hearted. If there had to be a reason, it was probably the dream shown by Hall Master Bai Chi that had shaken her a bit……

It seemed true yet false, like a dream and like a fantasy, Ye Wenxin had to resign herself to it.

She continued along the road, and just as it was getting dark, she finally reached the town. After searching through several inns, she finally found Ling Jue.

Ling Jue was still as eye-catching as ever, sitting alone drinking tea. Two women dressed as cultivators sat nearby, seemingly trying hard to engage Ling Jue in conversation.

Ling Jue remained indifferent, but they persisted, trying to entice her with words. Even though the two female cultivators were not wearing Shura Hall attire, their bold attitude most likely meant they were affiliated with Shura Hall.

Even at the foot of Shura Hall’s mountain, the world-renowned Peerless Gentleman Ling Jue being targeted by female cultivators felt too natural.

The innkeeper turned a blind eye, but the plump woman next to him looked exasperated, as if she wanted to chop the two female cultivators into pieces. However, she seemed to fear their power and could only glare at them discontentedly.

The other patrons were all women, but they were common folk and did not dare to speak up for Ling Jue. Ling Jue, with the appearance of a delicate childe (young man of noble birth), still looked preoccupied, occasionally glancing outside as if waiting for someone.

“Speaking of which, who is he waiting for? He’s been sitting there for three days.”

“I think, sitting in such a conspicuous place, he’s probably afraid of not being noticed. I wonder if this young master is waiting for a man or a woman.”

“I hope it’s a man, or else we don’t stand a chance.”

“No, even as women, we still don’t stand a chance.”

The two women whispered about the reason for Ling Jue’s wait, even adding a touch of self-deprecation. Ye Wenxin felt heaviness in her heart as she listened. Had Ling Jue truly been waiting for her so foolishly while she was spending these days pleasantly?

The guilt in her heart intensified. After a moment’s hesitation, Ye Wenxin decided to take the initiative and walked over to Ling Jue, who still had her head bowed drinking tea, and said, “Excuse me, may I sit down?”

Ling Jue suddenly looked up, and upon seeing Ye Wenxin, she immediately smiled.

She smiled very attractively, but to Ye Wenxin, it felt too abrupt and glaring. She blinked, hinting at Ling Jue to go along with her as she continued the act.

Ling Jue stood up and made a gesture inviting her to sit, but Ye Wenxin did not take a seat.

“Young Master, I meant, can I sit on your lap?” Ye Wenxin put on another bashful expression, causing the women around to shout shamelessly, as if they had never seen someone as wanton as Ye Wenxin.

Ling Jue smiled slightly. “Please, have a seat, Miss.”

With that, Ling Jue sat back down, leaving space for Ye Wenxin to sit. The two female cultivators stared in stupefaction, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Looking at Ye Wenxin, although she was somewhat attractive, she seemed quite ordinary compared to Ling Jue, making everyone doubt if what they were witnessing was just an overly realistic nightmare.

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Footnotes:

1. – A Chinese idiom, meaning to follow sb’s precept is the sincerest form of respect) ↩︎
2. 
   – This term might refer to a virgin/maiden, or prostitute ↩︎