Chapter 27 Chapter 26 Wilderness Survival
The door did not slam shut as Ji Ma had imagined. The tall high elf in front simply turned back, casting Ji Ma a strange and disdainful glance before closing the door.
For a moment, even Ji Ma, a carefree demon, rarely reflected on whether she was too greasy; after all, the beautiful woman was just wearing a dress, which, to be honest, was quite decent—at least suitable for walking down the street. Why did she have to let her imagination run wild?
With that thought, Ji Ma pushed these trivial matters aside, gripping her pencil and continuing to calculate on paper how many gold coins this batch of liquor could exchange for in Kyslif and how many poor girls about to fall might be saved?
She suppressed a giggle from time to time, her little tail swaying behind her like a happy dog’s tail.
That evening, Ji Ma made a trip to Osuban to handle matters related to Eve Frostleaf. Along the way, she encountered numerous setbacks; the high elves’ magic exposed Ji Ma’s disguise. The nervous high elves shot several arrows and thrust multiple swords at her.
Fortunately, she only sustained some minor scrapes. Relying on charm and lies, Ji Ma successfully passed Eve Frostleaf’s letter to the other party and even learned some news about Eve’s father. Everything went smoothly; just yesterday, the Osuban guards had managed to cut a succubus in half, successfully guarding the Great Whirlpool.
The next morning.
The cathedral finally announced that the teleportation ritual was ready. By this time, it had been over a week since Beo and the others set off. The four of them were fully armed, carrying large and small bags, and walked up Holy Hall Mountain to the ritual site in front of the white temple.
Ji Ma specifically looked at Eve Frostleaf, who was wearing a magical feather crown, a breastplate, a backpack, a silver bow, a quiver at her waist, and a skirt made of fish scales. As she walked, the space between her skirt panels revealed her long, powerful legs.
In short, she looked completely ordinary, just like before.
Ji Ma approached her, but Eve Frostleaf treated Ji Ma as if she were air. Ji Ma soon realized she couldn’t match Eve’s stride; just then, Sister Jenna came over to greet her, and Ji Ma rushed toward her.
“Good morning.”
“Good morning.”
“Hmm, you seem to have an injury on your neck?”
“Do I?” Ji Ma touched her neck. “No, I don’t.”
“On the left side of your neck.”
Ji Ma placed her hand on the other side, rubbed it a bit, and then felt a slight sting.
“It should be from an elf’s arrow last night.”
“What happened?”
“I went to Osuban for business. You know, the high elves guard the Great Whirlpool, and now there’s trouble there, so they open some pathways from the demon realm to the mortal world.” Ji Ma said, “And I was exposed by their magic detection.”
“Can you imagine? In front of the city gate, there were high elf archers filling the walls, with a bunch of shield-polemen standing in front. Just as I was revealed, a hundred arrows came flying towards my head and chest. I could hear the sound of arrows clashing against each other.”
Sister Jenna gasped, gripping Ji Ma’s hand. “How could you be so careless? This is a special time.”
Ji Ma casually replied, “Just dealing with some business, it’s fine.”
“I’ll help treat it.” Without further ado, Jenna placed her hand on Ji Ma’s neck. Instantly, Ji Ma felt a warmth, and the small sting vanished without a trace.
She looked into Jenna’s green eyes and sensed a certain anticipation through her subtle expressions, so she said, “Thank you for your concern, Sister Jenna.”
Sister Jenna, who looked just as young as Ji Ma, smiled widely and said, “No problem, no problem.”
What a foolish woman; she gets so happy just by satisfying her pitiful housewife fantasy.
Ji Ma wrapped her arm around Jenna’s and walked closely with her, feeling the soft and full presence next to her, like Jenna’s character.
This big-chested, brainless fool seems to have forgotten the day when I tricked both her and Eve Frostleaf into stuffing toys. She really has a big heart; I’ll have to work harder at digging the corner of the wall.
Ji Ma looked at George’s back and profoundly realized the importance of independence.
There really is no way to lie in bed, spread your legs, and comfortably enjoy a harem falling from the sky. This corner needs further digging.
Five minutes later, the four stood on the teleportation ritual array, watching the mages below chant like they were praying. Ji Ma suddenly thought, since this teleportation array essentially involves random teleportation, everyone would definitely scatter.
Doesn’t that mean that whoever is closest before teleportation might end up together afterward? Just imagine, in the endless snowy field, setting up a white tent, battling the cold with two beautiful girls.
That would be amazing.
Ji Ma glanced at George’s two fiancées and swallowed. What could be better than sharing warmth with beautiful girls in the icy cold? Of course, it would be to choose one of the two beautiful girls to fight against Kyslif’s chill together.
But after a glance at the aloof Eve Frostleaf, Ji Ma understood her choice was actually only one: the silly Sister Jenna beside her.
“Are you ready to teleport? Have you chosen your position?”
“Not yet.” Ji Ma said, loosening her grip on Sister Jenna’s hand and walking up to George. She raised her hand and said, “Kid, hold my hand.”
George grabbed Ji Ma’s wrist tightly.
Instantly, Eve Frostleaf shot a cold glare at them while Sister Jenna continued to giggle, seemingly lost in her thoughts.
In the end, between the allure of femininity, Ji Ma chose George, not because her sword craving had kicked in, but because she treasured her life.
For safety’s sake, it was better to be with George, to have a child early, and make it a talisman.
The runes beneath their feet lit up, filling the entire view with blue light. Then, gravity distorted, they lost their balance and fell into a bottomless pit, unable to see anything, a feeling of nausea rising from the depths of their hearts.
This uncomfortable experience lasted an unpredictable time, possibly a minute or an hour. Just as Ji Ma thought she couldn’t bear it any longer,
her vision cleared to black.
She saw things in the dirt—tree roots, stones, gravel, rocks—like someone had dissected the earth, placing it behind glass for her to admire, while also shoving her face into the dirt.
Pain spread from all around her body, a force seemingly trying to tear her apart from the inside out.
Ji Ma suddenly understood her current situation—she had gotten stuck in the ground! What a stroke of bad luck!
After a while, a bright light appeared in front of her.
Ji Ma was “spat” out by the earth, lifted a meter or two into the air, and then fell to the ground.
Fortunately, for a transcendent being of her level, getting “stuck” in the ground was still bearable. She quickly stood up, casually tossed a gold coin to divine if it was safe, and upon confirming, she bent over and vomited out everything she had eaten for breakfast.
After throwing up, she gasped, “This barren land should thank me for fertilizing it.”
Standing upright, she noticed a flash of white out of the corner of her eye. Ji Ma turned her head just in time to see the white-haired Eve Frostleaf gracefully descending from the sky like a fairy.
But Ji Ma grimaced; Eve Frostleaf was the last partner she wanted to be with.
Yesterday’s words had offended this elf, and there would be no big thighs to lean on during this journey. Without a big thigh, being with Eve Frostleaf would be truly arduous—who likes to be around an arrogant, icy girl?
She truly hoped George and the others were nearby so they could all travel together.
