Chapter 523: Bending In Progress

On this day, Great Grandma’s heart was in turmoil. She had hidden within Fairy Fengya for over a decade, all in preparation for this moment. Yet not only had Ye Wenxin seen through her plans, but even a mere Heavenly Book had exposed her ambitions. If it weren’t for Fairy Fengya’s indifference, Great Grandma would have already vanished along with the necklace.

“Anyway, thank you for your assistance, young one. Please keep in mind what I said earlier.” With the rift sealed, demons from the other continent couldn’t cross over. Wen Susu nodded slightly toward Fairy Fengya and then faded into nothing before her eyes.

Fairy Fengya quietly watched Wen Susu’s departure. Unable to hold back, Great Grandma started questioning Fairy Fengya’s actions.

Great Grandma: Mistress, don’t you usually dislike meddling in others’ affairs?

Fairy Fengya: You said the Heavenly Book knows everything under the heavens. I had something I wanted to ask her.

Great Grandma: Then why didn’t you ask just now?

Fairy Fengya: With you around, how could I?

Great Grandma was baffled. Lately, Fairy Fengya and Ye Wenxin had been testing her patience. However, Fairy Fengya’s reasoning was not out of wariness towards her. She wanted to avoid the nagging that would follow if she voiced her concerns. So Fairy Fengya chose to say nothing at all.

After the brief silence, Fairy Fengya descended from the sky. Glancing at the still-dark room beside her, she returned to her room.

The dark clouds dispersed as if an anomaly didn’t just happen. Lying in bed, Ye Wenxin picked up a thick stench but sensed nothing unusual. She turned over to go back to sleep. Suddenly, there was movement outside the window.

Startled, she wondered if she had such an irresistible charm that a girl had come looking for her in the middle of the night. Curious, she glanced over and saw a familiar fox’s head peeking in. The kitsune was awkwardly trying to climb in through the window. She reeked of alcohol. She must have chosen to drown her sorrows in drink after her attempts to find a man that night failed.

Given the current situation, it seemed likely that yet another drunken mishap was about to unfold. However, seeing this seemingly harmless fox, Ye Wenxin felt she wasn’t crazy enough to do anything to her in that state. Still, the fact that the kitsune had come to her made her question just how strong a pull she had over women.

If her luck were altering people’s minds, she’d rather not have it. Ye Wenxin hoped that others would approach her sincerely, and she would return that sincerity equally.

“Little fox, what brings you here?” Ye Wenxin feigned ignorance, while the kitsune’s eyes conveyed sadness.

Her black fur concealed many scars, except for the visible wound on an open spot. Noticing this, Ye Wenxin retrieved the medical kit to apply medicine to the kitsune’s wound. Although Ye Wenxin was not skilled in healing arts, she could manage first aid.

The kitsune quietly watched, seemingly enjoying the warmth of being with someone. With the added effect of the alcohol, she soon fell into a deep sleep, and nothing happened that night.

When Ye Wenxin woke up in the morning, she felt movement beside her. She found the kitsune had transformed back into her human form, with her tails and ears showing. The kitsune slept defenselessly curled up next to her. In her relaxed state, she seemed to have forgotten control over her transformation.

Ye Wenxin smiled wryly. It was hard for her to get up without disturbing the kitsune, so she pretended to stay asleep. But after a long while, the kitsune still hadn’t moved. Growing impatient, Ye Wenxin subtly shifted a little.

That seemed to finally wake the kitsune up. Seeing her embarrassing state, she quickly fled in a panic.

Ye Wenxin eventually got up, but the delay in bed made her late. The first class of the day was, coincidentally, the kitsune’s class. She couldn’t describe how awkward it felt.

“Xiaowen, go stand in the corner.”

After being struck with the ruler, Ye Wenxin returned to the familiar spot by the wall. Her classmates watched with schadenfreude, unable to understand why she kept asking for trouble by being late every day.

But it wasn’t just here. Even at the Azure Wings Sect, they called her the queen of tardiness. Aware that academics weren’t her strength, Ye Wenxin focused her efforts on martial prowess.

Surrounded by mocking glances, she vacantly gazed ahead. She intended to muddle through the day, but a mention of Long Qingyue suddenly drew her attention.

Always fond of using prominent contemporary figures as examples, Wu Yong happened to be talking about Long Qingyue of the Golden Age Dynasty. The students revered her more than they did Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng.

Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng was Long Qingyue’s best friend, yet listening to these comments made her realize that perhaps she didn’t know Long Qingyue as well as she thought.

Ye Wenxin entered a state of reflection. There was an insistent feeling that something important had slipped her mind, but she couldn’t recall what it was. Her thoughts were tangled with various incidents in Liu City—the kitsune anomaly, the Heavenly Book’s rebellion.

These weren’t matters she should be concerned with. Yet, the kitsune was her only lead to finding Ms. Asuka’s, and a source of insight into Wen Susu. Only by achieving these two goals could she obtain the chance to pry into the secrets of destiny, separate from this peach blossom demon stuck to her, and ensure they would have nothing to do with each other again.

Ye Wenxin slightly furrowed her brows as she chewed things over. Noticing her distraction, Wu Yong couldn’t help but throw a piece of charcoal at her. “What’s wrong, Xiaowen? Do you think there’s a problem with my lesson?”

Ye Wenxin realized she had been daydreaming too obviously and awkwardly replied, “Sir, I just don’t understand the point of knowing these hearsays.”

The content of his lesson was too broad. It ranged from secrets of cultivators to idle tales of the current dynasty. How could mere mortals connect with these figures? With a serious expression, Wu Yong explained, “The academy offers recommendations. Each of you can be assigned to various dynasties. If you’re lucky, you can rise to prominence. It’s important to be aware of these rumors.”

Ye Wenxin had never heard about this service from the academy before. It made her curious. “So how can one enter the Golden Age Dynasty?”

Wu Yong sneered. “Of course, only the most outstanding individuals have a chance. But whether one can ever meet the Eldest Princess in their lifetime is another question.”

Ye Wenxin nodded. Wu Yong suddenly remembered that he was reprimanding her, but she had gotten him sidetracked. He began to ramble on again.

Ye Wenxin tuned him out. It seemed she had recalled what she had forgotten. She had promised to seek out Long Qingyue within a year, and now three or four months had already passed.

Looking at Liu City before her, she felt that once she got out of this place, she would hear rumors of Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng getting together with the Golden Age Dynasty’s Eldest Princess, Long Qingyue.