T/N: This chapter was translated by Elysian Pit. I DO NOT own the translation and all credit goes to the original translator. I’ve picked up this novel to continue from where the previous translator left. Thank you ❤️❤️
After venting on the guard, Jun Shu ordered them to leave him alone. Once the guard left, he was the only person left in the room. He relaxed his mind and looked up at Su Yueli in the ice coffin, with a bit of fatigue on his face.
He passed through the array and came to Su Yueli’s side, raising his hand, he gently touched Su Yueli’s pale face.
“Yueli ah,” Jun Shu caressed Su Yueli’s face gently, “If she still refuses to save you, I will not let her off this time.”
As he spoke, he pressed their forehead together and closed his eyes.
Inside the Sea of Consciousness, Su Yueli perceived Jun Shu’s actions and frowned. Ning Buxi noticed she wasn’t in a good mood and asked softly, “Yueli, what’s wrong?”
“My friend is calling me again,” Su Yueli replied worriedly. “Buxiu, how long will it take for us to get better?”
“The Ning’s Family Dual Cultivation secret technique generally requires several years of retreat. Yueli, you have a special physique. Now it’s only been more than one month, and we have blended our Divine Sense for most of the time.” Ning Buxiu held Su Yueli’s hand in his and comforted, “In another month, we will essentially complete the process.”
“Another month…”
Su Yueli furrowed her brows, “But, presently, they didn’t know about this situation. They are all questioning Senior Martial Sister. If something happens to Senior Martial Sister, I…”
Su Yueli didn’t continue, as if she was guilty. Ning Buxiu pondered about it before replying, “But now, we are only halfway done, if it naturally ends, you will reach the Nascent Soul Realm at once. If it forcefully ends, both of our cultivation bases will be damaged. Yueli, think about it again, okay?”
Su Yueli appeared to be dejected by Ning Buxiu’s speech. After some time, she reluctantly smiled, “How can I bear to hurt you just because of my soft heart?” She shook her head. “After all, she pushed me down the cliff. I don’t owe her. It’s just, when I saw she told others that there is a way to wake me up, I’m afraid that……”
“Worry not,” Ning Buxiu smiled softly, “Even a cultivator at Golden Pill Realm can’t make any waves here.”
Su Yueli was assured by his words. She glanced back at Jun Shu beyond her Sea of Consciousness, comforting herself.
She was trying her best to not hurt others.
Jun Shu… Jun Shu and the others, they wouldn’t blame her, right?
Su Yueli was restless in her Sea of Consciousness. Meanwhile, on the outside world, Qin Wanwan was back with Jian Xingzhi to her courtyard.
After they were done with the business, Qin Wanwan was about to dismiss Jian Xingzhi and rest. However, before Qin Wanwan could do so, Jian Xingzhi waved his hand and took a pen from the side. He said excitedly as if he had no intention of leaving or sleeping.
“I will make the preparation. You can rest first, Oh, and,” he added, “If you need something else to be done, please remember I can sneak around anywhere using my tunnel. So don’t think of abandoning me.”
“Rest assured.”
Qin Wanwan nodded. She stared at Jian Xingzhi’s mud-stained clothes, a little disturbed, “Are you sure you don’t need rest?”
“Time is tight. The task at hand is important, and,” Jian Xingzhi mulled it over, “If you wish for my presence, just play the flute and call me. We can create a special code. What unique tunes can you play?”
Em… many?
Qin Wanwan considered it for a while and played ‘Little Apple’ for him.
[T/N: 小苹果 – 筷子兄弟; Little Apple – Chopsticks Brothers. It’s, what should I say, a bit hilarious to use it as a secret code. The lyrics are cute. You can check out their Glorious Offical MV with Eng CC.]
Jian Xingzhi covered his ears at once, rather disgusted. “Stop playing. I got it. Go rest.”
As he said that, Jian Xingzhi had already reached the door and disappeared from Qin Wanwan’s vision.
After Jian Xingzhi left, Qin Wanwan put down the flute.
Should she rest first or work first?
Qin Wanwan sat and thought about it for some time. After calculating the time, she fell on the bed and went to dreamland.
While Qin Wanwan was resting, Jian Xingzhi entered his tunnel again. He covered the entrance and finally showed a bit of fatigue. Sitting on the ground, he leaned against the wall, closing his eyes to rest.
In the end, Jian Zhiyan was a mortal. He forcibly gathered Qi to his body before going up the mountain. He was merely a mortal who hadn’t reached the Foundation Establishment, if he tried too hard, his body would collapse sooner or later. He needed to free some time to increase his physical strength.
Jian Xingzhi closed his eyes and mapped his future path in heart. After that, he took the arrays Qin Wanwan gave him out of his sleeve and studied them carefully. A scowl of disdain appeared on his face when his eyes landed on the poorly done arrays.
The arrays that Qin Wanwan gave him were what the original owner drew. She sneakily added some techniques she had learned in Jishan, using them as traps. There should be no problem with this.
These arrays were formidable in the eyes of the people of the Mortal Realm, but in Jian Xingzhi’s eyes, these arrays were somewhat shit.
“Let’s change it to a two-layer array,” Jian Xingzhi muttered. He condensed his Qi on his finger and formed a line in his palm. Blood soon gushed from his wound, which he used as ink. He fished out a brush and began to modify the array and commented while he was at it, “The first layer is a superficial layer and should look like trash. The second layer is where the fun begins.”
Contemplating a bit more, he wondered to himself, “How could she know an Upper-level technique? It stands to reason that in this Mortal Realm, her knowledge of the Upper-level technique is considered amazing. Hmm?”
“Master, you forgot.”
666 was quick to remind Jian Xingzhi, “She is a reborn supporting female. Just listen to me. Don’t worry so much about other things. You must cause trouble for her and let her solve it.”
Jian Xingzhi only curled his lips and was too lazy to say anything to 666. He bowed his head and resumed modifying the arrays.
He modified the array for the whole night. Meanwhile, in Qin Wanwan’s side, she had woken up from her beauty sleep and stretched lazily. When she finished washing up as per usual routine, a servant came to her door with the snacks made by the kitchen staff.
Soon, Qin Wanwan went to the Main Hall and saw that Song Xinian was already in his seat. He noticed her presence and got up, “Junior Martial Sister.”
“Senior Martial Brother?”
Qin Wanwan smiled, “Why have you come so early?”
“I heard that last night,” Song Xinian hesitated as he said. “You and Young Lord Jun had a conflict.”
Qin Wanwan confimed it, “That’s right.”
“You… Last night…”
“I visited the Exquisite Pavilion last night,”
Qin Wanwan scooped up the lotus seed porridge and blew it. “I discovered what happened to Junior Martial Sister Su.”
“Discovered?” Song Xinian’s attention was all on Su Yueli’s matter, “What’s wrong with her?”
“Well, about this,” Qin Wanwan’s smile once again became much sweeter. She raised her gaze to Song Xinian, “In two days, how about Senior Martial Brother summons all the disciples to the Exquisite Pavillion? Let’s wake up Junior Martial Sister together to prove my innocence. However, before that, Senior Martial Brother also needs to create a barrier around Junior Martial Sister Su to close her perception of others’ Divine Sense.”
“Divine Sense?” Song Xinian frowned, “Are you implying that Junior Martial Sister Su…”
“Senior Martial Brother, please do as I say,” Qin Wanwan sipped the porridge and didn’t elaborate further.
Song Xinian weighed it down for a while before nodding.
After a while, Song Xinian asked again, “That Jian Zhiyan…”
“I asked someone to fetch him.”
Qin Wanwan already anticipated this question and set a mask of profoundness on her face. “Senior Martial Brother. Don’t ask more about it. The most important matter now at hand is Junior Martial Sister Su, no? Give me two days,” Qin Wanwan said confidently, “I’ll make sure Junior Martial Sister Su wakes up unscathed.”
Song Xinian was reluctant to let the matter go, but eventually nodded, “Alright. I believe in Junior Martial Sister.”
Qin Wawan stopped talking and bowed her head to continue to drink her porridge.
She was not Qin Wan. Qin Wan may be moved by Song Xinian’s words, but she could see him through, clear as day.
Song Xiniang didn’t truly believe in ‘Qin Wan’ either. He merely couldn’t give up on any possibility of saving Su Yueli, thus he agreed.
Nevertheless, he had nothing to do with what happened later. Her current task was just to descend the mountain.
After she went down the mountain….
Jian Zhiyan’s figure flashed on Qin Wanwan’s mind. She shook her head and sighed.
They must go separate ways.
After the meal, Qin Wanwan began her preparation.
In her previous life in the Immortal Realm, she was lacking in both learning and practical ability. She couldn’t cultivate properly. But, she made a lot of gadgets and inventions.
All in all, the Immortal Realm was boring. It was not as rich in entertainment as the Internet in the 21st century. It was hard to live for 200 years without a hobby.
She imitated the inventions of the 21st Century with Immortal Techniques. If it weren’t for the limitation of her poor physique and cultivation base, she would evidently become the Master Cultivator in her generation.
The difficulty of using her Divine Sense to project Su Yueli’s Sea of Consciousness was to let it go unnoticed.
First thing first, she must make sure Su Yueli’s perception of the outside world was blocked, so as to let Su Yueli’s guard down.
Secondly, the ‘camera’ would capture everything on Su Yueli’s Sea of Consciousness.
Thirdly, the light diffusion apparatus, which was actually a projector, would be projecting the scene that the ‘camera’ had captured.
Qin Wanwan contemplated it and revised her drawing. When she was finished with her blueprint, she ordered people to find the materials.
The materials she required weren’t hard to find.
Gold silk. White curtain. Talisman paper with Song Xinian’s Spiritual Power……
While Qin Wanwan was meticulously planning for the production plan of the ‘projector’, Jian Xingzhi had finished modifying all the arrays. He was satisfied with his work. With visible dark circles under his eyes, he opened the map Qin Wanwan gave him.
As soon as his eyes landed on the map, Jian Xingzhi turned silent.
On the white paper was a bunch of twisted lines, some squares, circles, and some X. Qin Wanwan also kindly pointed out the places where each array should be put with the words written no better than a dog drawing.
The paper itself was not big. With her messy writings, the entire map was smudged and he couldn’t read a thing.
On the far right of the paper, a circle was drawn. Two stickmen held hands and a horizontal arrow was pointing to the end of the paper, which read, ‘Important place’.
Jian Xingzi stared at the ‘map’ for a long time. 666 watched him for a while before nervously suggesting, “How about… you go back and ask her?”
“She can’t be relied on,” Jian Xingzhi shut the map, “I will do it myself!”
With that, he sat on the ground and expanded his Divine Sense to scope every nook and cranny of Wen Xin Sect. He redrew the map and redesigned the placement of the array.
“I will dig up twelve tunnels, vertically and horizontally, below those and intersect them on the heaviest places. Then, place explosive talismans on those places. Detonate them all at the same time and blow up the entire Wen Xin Sect.”
“Two teleportation spells. One is placed at this node. When we escape down the mountain, they will definitely chase us through this place. Jun Shu has the highest cultivation base and loves to fly. I will set the spell on the tree and get him teleported to the other side.”
“What’s on the other side?”
666 was curious. Jian Xingzhi was quiet for a while and ultimately answered, “Latrine pit.”
“And here…”
Jian Xingzhi formed a new map and began to dig tunnels again.
Even for a certified Tunnel Digger like Jian Xingzhi, digging twelve tunnels in a day and a half was quite a challenge.
Fortunately, these twelve tunnels were dug below a flat surface, were not that long, and could withstand the tension from above.
The two of them worked hard on their own. Two days later, in the dawn, Qin Wanwan was done with her projector and Jian Xinzgi with his Great Tunnel Project. They both changed their clothes and dressed in their best clothes.
Qin Wanwan’s dress was a black cloud-patterned robe with golden lines interweaved on her sleeves. She appeared extremely imposing.
Jian Xingzhi only had Jian Zhiyan’s clothes in his wardrobe. He chose a slightly less flowery pink robe embroidered with pear blossom from a pile of his ‘fancy’ clothes. He stood in the mirror to take a look. Although the clothes were quite a drag, Jian Xingzhi was no less imposing than Qin Wanwan.
“Er-Senior Martial Sister.”
A servant knocked on her door and urged, “Senior Martial Brother Song and Young Lord Jun have asked for you, when will you go to the Exquisite Pavilion?”
Hearing this, they glanced at each other.
Noticing the dark circles under each other’s eyes, Qin Wanwan took the lead in asking, “Is your part done?”
“All done.”
Jian Xinzhi confirmed, carrying the ‘projector’ Qin Wanwan had prepared, “Your part?”
“Everything is ready.”
The two nodded and stepped out together, then took a larger step each time, walking out as if about to disown all of their relatives and friends.
Where the two people walked by, all the disciples stared open-mouthed. When they reached the Exquisite Pavillion, Song Xinian and Jun Shu were seated in their position with some elders. Their gazes calmly moved at the two people at the door. The powder they put couldn’t hide the dark circles under their eyes.
“What should I do,” Jun Shu started calmly, “Say it.”
The author has something to say:
Qin Wanwan: “I don’t need to draw eyeliner to look imposing. I just need a black dress!”
Jian Xingzhi: “The pink me today, is also very compelling!”
Qin Wanwan and Jian Xingzhi: “Although the world is bleak, we still have to look fresh and clean.”
Jian Xingzhi and Qin Wanwan in their minds: No worries. No one in this Mortal Realm will recognize an Upper-level array.
Also Jian Xingzhi and Qin Wanwan: Why does this (wo)man know an Upper-level array?
