Chapter 127: The Great Female Protagonist Attempts to Die Together
Drip, drip—
The light rain began to fall as the sky gradually darkened. Servants from the Chi Long Mansion lit the lanterns hanging from the eaves and the stone lanterns along the paths, bringing light to the corridor outside the room.
Xiao Yunluo sat by the bed, gently stroking the scabbard of her spirit sword.
Ever since Feng Yu Die left, she hadn’t stepped out of the room. Following Feng Yu Die’s instructions, she remained vigilant of anyone trying to approach her, even driving away the servants from the Chi Long Mansion who had brought her food.
Gazing at the night sky visible through the paper window, Xiao Yunluo found herself restless:
“Why aren’t they back yet… Did something happen to Ye Anping and the others? It’s been a whole day…”
She muttered, then immediately found her words ominous. She lightly slapped her own face:
“Pah, pah, pah!! You jinx!”
However, thinking about the Core Formation Stage ghost cultivator Ye Anping and the others were up against, she couldn’t shake off her worry.
Xiao Yunluo took a deep breath, glanced around the room, and then resolutely rolled onto the bed. From her Storage Bag, she retrieved a book of poetry, hugged her sheathed spirit sword, and curled into a ball. She intended to distract herself, to avoid being too tense.
“After all, if Ye Anping dies, I’ll probably die here too… Why am I so nervous? Just relax a bit… mmhmm…”
Xiao Yunluo used this as an excuse to persuade herself. Her slender jade fingers landed on the cover of the poetry book, and with a gentle swipe, the book was lifted by her spiritual energy, floating in the air, its pages rustling open.
Tap, tap, tap—
Just as she was about to infuse spiritual energy into the book to animate the illustrations, a sound of hurried footsteps reached her ears. Xiao Yunluo paused slightly, then immediately rolled off the bed and walked to the door. Her right hand grasped the hilt of her sword.
Shwing—
The spirit sword was drawn about five inches from its scabbard. The footsteps were rapidly approaching, and they didn’t sound like the servants of the Chi Long Mansion. Xiao Yunluo held her breath, counting silently.
Three…
Two…
One…
*Smack*—
As her count finished, the door was pushed open from the outside.
“Xiao— Hiss—”
Shwing—
A silver light flashed. Feng Yu Die, who had pushed open the door, saw the incoming spirit sword. Her eyes widened, and she instinctively bent over. She watched in disbelief as the spirit sword grazed her nose, cutting off a few white hairs that hadn’t been tucked away in time.
Xiao Yunluo stared at Feng Yu Die bending over at the doorway, momentarily stunned. Then, she retracted her sword, holding it behind her back.
“It’s you.”
“…”
Feng Yu Die straightened her back, swallowed, and couldn’t help but complain, “Senior Sister Xiao, are you trying to kill me?”
“Who told you to barge into a room without knocking?” Xiao Yunluo shrugged slightly and walked back to the bed, sitting down.
Feng Yu Die looked helpless and asked weakly, “…Senior Sister Xiao, couldn’t you at least check who it is before drawing your sword? If I hadn’t reacted quickly, you would have sliced me.”
Xiao Yunluo pouted apologetically. After a moment of silence, she replied softly, “If it were you, you could have dodged it. I believe in you.”
“Hm?” Feng Yu Die was taken aback. A strange warmth filled her. She changed her expression, touched the back of her head, and smiled sheepishly, “In Senior Sister Xiao’s eyes, am I that reliable?”
Easier to fool than Junior Sister Pei… Xiao Yunluo pursed her lips, unwilling to discuss this. She quickly changed the subject, “Since you’re back, does that mean everything went smoothly? Is the demonic cultivator dead?”
“Smoothly… Yes, the demonic cultivator died quite smoothly, but…” Feng Yu Die rummaged through her Storage Bag and pulled out a jade pendant she had found in Li Longling’s bedroom earlier, “Things didn’t go smoothly with Li Feng. He seems to be preparing to make a move.”
“This is?”
“It’s a jade pendant from Junior Sister Li. It can command the guards of the Chi Long Mansion.”
“…”
“Senior Sister Xiao, hurry and pack. I’ll take you to a safe place first. We’ll handle the rest with Young Master Ye. He should be prepared, though I haven’t heard him say it yet. I’ll go find him later.”
Xiao Yunluo frowned, hesitated for a moment, and then said, “You don’t need to worry about me. I can protect myself.”
“Senior Sister Xiao, I don’t even know what the demonic cultivator’s blood sacrifice formation looks like. It’s too dangerous for you to stay here.”
“What about Junior Sister Li?”
“Junior Sister Li is locked up by Li Feng. She’s in the back hall with a maidservant accompanying her.”
“Then I’ll go there too. Immortal Master Li would never harm Junior Sister Li. It’s impossible to be in danger with her,” Xiao Yunluo stood up, holding her sword. She tidied up the Talisman Scripts scattered around the room. “Besides, after you resolve this matter, I’ll need to support Junior Sister Li. She can’t handle it alone. How many elders from various sects have gathered in the Chi Long Mansion now? They will definitely need an explanation from Junior Sister Li.”
“Ah? But, it’s very dangerous.”
“Don’t underestimate me!”
Xiao Yunluo frowned and walked up to Feng Yu Die, sticking her face close to hers.
“I have things I can do too. I can’t help you fight, but I am the Young Miss of the Xuan Xing Sect. With such a major incident in the Chi Long Mansion, how can I flee the battlefield…”
Feng Yu Die flinched, unsure of what to say.
“Also, I believe in Ye Anping. He can solve this matter.”
Saying this, Xiao Yunluo walked past Feng Yu Die and out of the room. Feng Yu Die wanted to persuade her further, but Xiao Tian, perched on her shoulder, covered its head and interrupted,
“Yu Die, it’s fine. Little Miss Xiao has her own stance. You should hurry and find Young Master Ye.”
“…”
Hearing Xiao Tian’s words, Feng Yu Die closed her mouth.
“Senior Sister Xiao, please be careful. I’m going to find Young Master Ye now.”
“Yes, you both be careful. Give my regards to Ye Anping for me.”
Xiao Yunluo nodded, holding her sword, and turned to walk down the corridor. After a few steps, she stopped and turned back to look at Feng Yu Die.
?
Feng Yu Die tilted her head and asked, “What is it?”
“Um…” Xiao Yunluo shifted her gaze, pursed her lips, and asked with some embarrassment, “Which way is the back hall?”
“…”
Feng Yu Die raised an eyebrow, remained silent for a moment, and then pointed ahead, “Go out along the corridor, turn right at the second intersection, and then turn left at the third intersection, and you’ll be there.”
“Oh… Okay.”
Xiao Yunluo nodded, took out an oil-paper umbrella from her Storage Bag, opened it, and hurried towards the back hall. After watching Xiao Yunluo leave, Feng Yu Die sighed, looked up at the sky, then summoned her flying sword. Facing the falling raindrops, she leaped into the air, leaving a streak of spiritual light across the sky, and headed towards the Jiang Mansion in Du Chun City.
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