Chapter 203: Jiujiu, I want to run away
The next morning, as the sun rose in the east, golden dawn sprinkled on Jian Jiu Peak, illuminating the peak’s iconic landmark – a giant jade gourd statue – and making it shine brilliantly.
Beneath the statue, countless disciples with astonishing physiques and bulging muscles were wielding hundreds of pounds of blunt swords, practicing their peak’s signature sword art, “Mountain Dwelling Sword Intent.”
There’s a saying in Moon Shadow Sword Sect: a sword’s personality should match a person’s personality.
“Mountain Dwelling Sword Intent” is inherently a fiercely powerful and masculine sword art that emphasizes “one force breaks ten skills.” Because of this, most disciples of Jian Jiu Peak are “brutes” who aren’t particularly bright, making them like-minded with their Peak Master.
To the disciples and maids within the peak, Yun Jiujiu was a bold, unfettered, and domineering older sister figure.
In fact, unless it was a particularly formal occasion, they wouldn’t call Yun Jiujiu “Second Miss.” They’d either call her “Sister Jiu” or “Eldest Sister.”
However, today’s “Sister Jiu” seemed a tiny bit different from usual…
…
In the waterside corridor of Yun Jiu Manor, two or three tall maids, about five and a half feet tall, carried clothes and washbasins to Yun Jiujiu’s bedroom.
*Bang bang*—
“Sister Jiujiu, are you awake? We’ve brought your clothes.”
“Oh… Oh! Come in!!!”
The voice from inside the room sounded a bit flustered, causing the maids outside to exchange glances, looking slightly puzzled.
*Creak*—
The leading maid pushed the door open, but after passing the screen, all of them froze in place.
Yun Jiujiu was sitting in front of the dressing table in the room. Her golden hair, usually tied into two large buns, was now cascading down her shoulders, slightly curled. Moreover, her face was heavily made up, dressed like a Peking Opera performer.
The dressing table was also filled with all sorts of rouges and powders. A golden embroidered skirt hung on the coat rack, and a pair of soft, golden silk embroidered shoes were placed below it.
Yun Jiujiu, hearing the silence, turned to look. Seeing the maids frozen at the door, she frowned slightly and asked:
“What is it?!”
The leading maid’s lips moved back and forth uncertainly. She slowly walked to Yun Jiujiu’s side, placed the clothes she was holding aside, and asked:
“Sister Jiujiu, why are you today…”
“I’m just trying it out. Do you think it looks good?” Yun Jiujiu was quite satisfied with her flawless white skin and her blush like a golden crow. She raised an eyebrow and asked, “Do I have the aura of a little girl now?”
The maids beside her looked embarrassed. They felt that Yun Jiujiu looked like a little boy who had smeared his mother’s cosmetics on his face when he was a child, but they didn’t dare to expose her.
The leading maid forced a smile and said:
“Why don’t we help you get dressed, Sister Jiujiu?”
“Then I don’t have it anymore, tsk…”
Yun Jiujiu pouted and looked at herself in the mirror again, feeling a hint of disgust. She had always disliked those delicate women, and she couldn’t understand why men liked such girls.
But…
Thinking of yesterday, of how her “Feather Brother” had acted in front of that girl accompanying Yun Xi, she felt very displeased.
“Then help me get dressed. By the way, has Feather Brother woken up?”
“Ah… Young Master Feng just went to the training ground to practice his sword. He should be back in a while and asked us to prepare roasted chicken.”
“Oh… Then do it. Do it nicely for me.”
The maids behind her felt a mix of joy and sorrow. With bitter smiles, they picked up the comb from the dressing table and began to tend to Yun Jiujiu’s hair.
While styling her hair, the maid looked at Yun Jiujiu’s bitter melon face in the mirror and her gossipy heart couldn’t help but ask:
“Sister Jiujiu, are you dressing up specifically for Young Master Feng?”
“Yes.” Yun Jiujiu spoke frankly. “Yesterday, when Doctor Chen was treating my injuries, I asked him to examine him too. He said he’s a Heavenly Spiritual Root. I was so shocked when I heard it. A rogue cultivator with a Heavenly Spiritual Root.”
“Heavenly Spiritual Root?” The maid was also surprised. “Then why is Young Master Feng a rogue cultivator? Wouldn’t it be better to join a sect? It’s more convenient for resources and cultivation.”
Yun Jiujiu curved her lips and smiled:
“I asked him too. He said he dislikes the rules and regulations of sects and wants to roam freely in the world. So I was thinking, why not leave the Sword Sect with him in the future and live outside? It would be quite nice.”
“Ah?” The maid’s hand stopped combing, and she asked with an incredulous expression, “Sister Jiujiu, are you trying to cater to Young Master Feng?”
Yun Jiujiu turned her head to look at the maid and said, “Cater? Not at all.”
“Then why… are you thinking of leaving with Young Master Feng?”
“Aiyoh—isn’t my father coming out of seclusion soon? Given the current situation, my father will most likely make Yun Yiyi the Sect Master. If she becomes the Sect Master, why would I stay? I’d be stifled to death if I stayed in the sect!”
“…”
“It just so happens that I encountered Brother Yu. He said he’s always been traveling around and is a Heavenly Spiritual Root. If I follow him in the future, it will definitely be more comfortable than staying in the Sword Sect. Moreover… honestly, I quite like him.”
The maid was momentarily speechless.
She naturally knew that the Eldest Miss and Sister Jiujiu were on very bad terms, and that Sister Jiujiu had even beaten the Eldest Miss until she was bruised and swollen before.
However, she still felt that this matter had gone a bit too far. She said:
“Sister Jiujiu, the Eldest Miss is your own sister after all. This servant believes that even if the Eldest Miss becomes the Sect Master, she won’t make things too difficult for you.”
“You know her?!” Yun Jiujiu twisted her eyebrows and turned to stare at the maid. “She’s conniving. Believe me, if she becomes the Sect Master, I definitely won’t have a good time. If Third Sister became the Sect Master, it would be better. Her? Forget it, I don’t believe her.”
“Then… then are you just going to run away? This… and if you leave, what about the disciples of Jian Jiu Peak and us servants?”
“If you want to stay, you can. If you’re willing, you can come with Brother Yu and me. We can open a restaurant in Immortal City and live carefree lives. Isn’t that good?”
The maid felt that there were significant problems. She was silent for a moment and then asked:
“Sister Jiujiu, you’ve only known Young Master Feng for half a month. What if he’s a wolf in sheep’s clothing?”
“Impossible.” Yun Jiujiu waved her hand and said confidently, “Brother Yu is very simple! He doesn’t have any schemes, he says what he thinks, he doesn’t hide anything, and he’s smart. Following him will definitely be good! Believe me!”
The maid’s expression twisted into a grimace, and her heart was filled with mixed emotions.
Yun Jiujiu said that Feng Yu was simple.
But in her opinion, Yun Jiujiu was the one who was truly simple.
This decision was likely made on a whim.
If it were a minor matter, it would be fine. But this was a crucial crossroads in her immortal path, one that could determine Yun Jiujiu’s future life.
However, the maid knew that once Yun Jiujiu made up her mind, no amount of persuasion would change it.
Although reporting her wasn’t good, the maid decided to tell an Elder in a few days and let the Elder scold her.
The three maids busied themselves. In a short while, they transformed Yun Jiujiu, who initially had a boyish aura, into a well-behaved, cute, romantic, and charming young girl.
Yun Jiujiu stood in front of the floor-length mirror in the room and almost didn’t recognize herself.
Her slightly curled golden hair cascaded down to her waist. A golden white dress spread out on the floor, revealing her fragrant shoulders, adorned with a feather belt. She looked like a celestial maiden descended to earth, full of spiritual energy and cuteness.
But…
Yun Jiujiu frowned slightly, looked at the maid, and gasped:
“Hiss—Why did you make me look like Yun Yiyi from decades ago?”
You’re sisters, and you’re short and flat-chested, so turning into a young Eldest Miss is inevitable!
The maid was speechless and replied:
“No, Sister Jiujiu wanted a more girlish aura?”
“Girlish aura, yes, but not like that weakling Yun Yiyi. This won’t do. Brother Yu definitely won’t like it. Change it for me. Make me look like that Pei from beside Yun Xi. Brother Yu likes that type.”
“The one named Pei?”
The maid didn’t know who that was, but after imagining it, she had a general idea. She said:
“Then please wait a moment, Sister Jiujiu. I’ll get some more clothes.”
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PS: I couldn’t finish writing for tonight. Two more chapters will be updated later, probably around 2:30.
