Chapter 112

Jian Yixin arrived in this new small world.

At this moment, she was a puppet, not yet recognized by a master, so she couldn’t move or speak.

She closed her eyes, her soul drifting in the boundless darkness, feeling comfortable as if immersed in pleasantly warm water—

But something was wrong, Jian Yixin keenly sensed the difference.

“As a semi-divine artifact, the substitute puppet even in ‘sleep’ possesses a divine consciousness comparable to a deity, with keen senses.” Jian Yixin repeated what was stated in the data to 09, “Clearly, it’s not the case now.”

At this moment, Jian Yixin could vaguely hear some sounds, like how an ordinary person would hear slight noises from the outside world while in light sleep, but she couldn’t ‘wake up’ to respond.

09 held his head: “It’s said on the forum that it’s normal for strange bugs to appear in higher-level worlds. It seems like strange bugs are increasing again.”

Jian Yixin didn’t respond to 09 because she heard the sound of footsteps, like a cat’s, someone was approaching her.

Then, she felt a gentle touch on her face, as if the person treated her as a rare treasure.

Was it Qing Lu of this world?

Jian Yixin had no way of knowing. All she could do now was to wait quietly to be recognized by a master and wake up.

She arrived at the entry point of this small world just before the puppet was recognized by a master, it should be soon…

Sure enough, Jian Yixin soon heard another voice—

“Junior Sister.”

Under the window sill covered with thin ice and snow, Yu Yi’s hand was still delicately tracing the exquisite and beautiful features of the puppet, her movements were light, like feathers gently brushing over the smooth skin beneath her fingertips.

She really looks like a living person… Yu Yi thought absentmindedly.

If Jian Yixin could use divine consciousness at this moment, she would “see” Yu Yi’s pale lips slightly curved upwards, her beautiful peach blossom eyes resembling an unfathomable abyss, mysterious and unpredictable.

Is she going to ruin her like this?

While Yu Yi was still pondering, there was a commotion outside the door.

Before she could respond, the man calling “Junior Sister” directly pushed open the door and entered.

A deep hatred flared in Yu Yi’s eyes, then disappeared like snow melting into water. Along with it vanished her revealed nature towards the puppet.

She withdrew her hand from touching the puppet, discreetly pinched her own thin arm.

Not now.

Behind her came Hang Yunhe’s voice:

“Junior Sister, have you taken out the puppet for company again? Daiyuan Peak is so lonely. Other Senior Sisters are all hoping you’ll accompany them. Not to mention how much the Sect Master cares about you. You might as well move to the main peak. Senior Brother would be reassured.”

Hang Yunhe’s manner towards himself was truly meticulous. Yu Yi’s brow twitched, coldly scoffing in her heart.

She was grateful to this Senior Brother from her past life, especially since he was the only direct disciple of her father. After her parents’ passing, Yu Yi’s relationship with this Daiyuan Peak Senior Brother became much closer. Even the other Senior Sisters mentioned by him and the Sect Master were all submissive and gentle in front of her, not daring to offend her, including the Sect Master’s daughter, Qu Xirong.

All of this blinded the eyes of the Yu Yi from her past life, making her think that her father’s sect was extremely kind and caring towards her, an orphan—

What a naive fool.

What a despicable and filthy Lingyun Sect.

Yu Yi raised her eyes and looked at the puppet again.

The puppet showed no emotion, its demeanor calm, its appearance beautiful.

Compared to them, this puppet was not what made her resentful the most.

After Hang Yunhe finished speaking, seeing Little Junior Sister still motionless in front of the puppet, leaving him with only a slender and silent figure, Hang Yunhe felt somewhat uneasy inexplicably. He couldn’t help but soften his voice and urge:

“Junior Sister? Is something wrong with your body?”

“No.” The girl turned around and said, “Why are you looking for me?”

Unlike other Junior Sisters, the Junior Sister in front of him had a slightly hoarse but pleasant voice that sent shivers down one’s spine.

Not to mention her naturally charming peach blossom eyes, beautiful eyes and nose, slender shoulders and neck, tiny pale face, dressed in a green dress, particularly pitiful.

Even Hang Yunhe, who often saw her, couldn’t help but be puzzled by this Junior Sister, a slight desire ignited in his heart. He paused, trying to remain calm, and said, “The Sect Master has ordered us to go to the main peak to see him.”

Lingyun Sect has nine celestial-tier main peaks, each named by its owner, but only the one where the Sect Master Qu Hang resides is honored as the main peak.

The former main peak was Daiyuan Peak.

Yu Yi recalled how she would respond at this moment, slightly stiffly curved her lips, revealing a sweet and happy smile, and said lightly, “Okay, it’s been a few days since I’ve seen Uncle Qu, and Big Sister Xirong.”

The girl in front of him was innocent and lovely, with a stunning appearance. Hang Yunhe dared not look more, but couldn’t help but sigh inwardly. It’s a pity, Junior Sister is already a useless person. If she were to ask to be a concubine in the future, I wonder if the Sect Master and Xirong would be willing to accept her.

Before leaving the cave, Hang Yunhe glanced at the puppet under the window and asked, “Is the puppet left like this?”

His gaze stuck to the colorful puppet and naturally didn’t see Yu Yi behind him, staring at his profile with determination, her eyes cold but her voice sweet, “This is within the sect. Could anyone dare to steal her?”

Hang Yunhe smiled, reluctantly withdrew his gaze, and said, “Well, let’s go then.”

Yu Yi’s gaze hardened.

Hang Yunhe’s expression was very natural, without any stiffness.

And if he knew, he wouldn’t have brought up the puppet unnecessarily, attracting her attention. He would have simply taken her away using a plan to draw her out. 

In her past life, after Yu Yi went to the main peak with Hang Yunhe and returned, the puppet had long disappeared, whereabouts unknown.

As a semi-divine artifact, the puppet was unparalleled in the entire cultivation world. Its disappearance caused a stir throughout the sect. Eventually, it was found in the possession of an outer disciple. How this outer disciple bypassed the restrictions and stole from Daiyuan Peak remains unexplained. Qu Hang later claimed that this disciple was a spy from the demonic cultivators, who used a celestial-tier treasure to break the restrictions and steal the semi-divine artifact.

At that time, Yu Yi, holding the puppet she had painstakingly retrieved, believed without a doubt.

Now, before returning to this moment, Yu Yi had pondered over her past experiences in the previous life, where her later years were bleak and hopeless. The more she thought about it, the clearer it became, and the more she desired, even to the point of madness.

The current Yu Yi was already a useless person, no different from an ordinary mortal. Hang Yunhe didn’t pay her any mind and didn’t notice anything unusual about her. He simply said gently, “The Sect Master is still waiting, as well as Xirong.”

Yu Yi nodded and, as she left the cave, activated the restrictions in front of Hang Yunhe.

These restrictions were not the simple ones inherent to the cave but were crafted by Yu Yi’s mother during her lifetime. They were comparable to the sect’s grand formations. Of course, the consumption of high-grade spirit stones to activate them was staggering. Hang Yunhe had never seen Yu Yi activate them before.

“What…?” he exclaimed in surprise.

Yu Yi turned around gracefully, hands behind her back, with a cute and innocent demeanor, and said, “She would be afraid alone inside.”

“Alright, Senior Brother, we’re going to the main peak.”

With that, Yu Yi left the cave first, her steps light.

Hang Yunhe followed behind her, shaking his head, appearing both helpless and indulgent.

On the main peak was the Lingyun Sect’s grand hall, where Qu Hang usually received visitors.

Sending out his divine sense, Qu Hang saw Yu Yi and Hang Yunhe approaching the entrance of the grand hall. He then said to his daughter Qu Xirong, “…Always saying she wants Junior Sister Yu Yi to stay on the main peak. Today, I’ve helped you summon her. You must persuade her yourself to stay, and see if your Junior Sister likes it.”

“Though Junior Sister hasn’t been here long, she enjoys being with me. Daiyuan Peak is so lonely. I’m sure Junior Sister will agree.”

With that, Yu Yi and Hang Yunhe entered the grand hall. Qu Xirong first looked at Hang Yunhe before turning to Yu Yi and smiled, saying:

“Junior Sister, we haven’t seen you at the main peak these past few days.”

“I haven’t seen Senior Sister come to Daiyuan Peak to find me either.”

Qu Xirong smiled stiffly, but Yu Yi’s demeanor was naturally coquettish, just like a little girl’s playful tone. Qu Xirong didn’t doubt it and said:

“I’m busy with my cultivation every day and don’t have the leisure to go to Daiyuan Peak. Just now, my father and I were discussing how lonely Daiyuan Peak is. Junior Sister, why don’t you come and stay with me? I’ll assign you a cave, which will be much livelier than Daiyuan Peak.”

“Live together with Senior Sister?”

Seeing the hopeful expression on Yu Yi’s face, Qu Xirong couldn’t help but feel pleased. While maintaining the demeanor of the Lingyun Sect’s Senior Sister, she generously said:

“Yes, do you like the idea?”

“I do like it—” Yu Yi paused, furrowing her brows slightly. “Then, will Daiyuan Peak still be mine in the future?”

Qu Xirong’s smile froze for a moment, and even Hang Yunhe’s expression became unnatural.

Yu Yi seemed oblivious, her slender index finger tapping her chin as she muttered to herself in a melancholic tone:

“Although my father and mother didn’t live on Daiyuan Peak before, I heard my father grew up there.”

“My father said he practiced swordsmanship on the mountaintop every day, for tens of thousands of days. The severe cold and snow covering the mountains were all created by his icy sword aura. When I look at Daiyuan Peak, it’s like looking at my father…”

Yu Yi was saying this when Qu Xirong interrupted her, “Xiao Yi, don’t be sad. Whether you move to the main peak or not, Daiyuan Peak is yours. Your father died for the sect. As long as I’m here, no one can touch what your father left behind.”

Qu Xirong spoke with kindness and righteousness, causing everyone present to be moved.

“What Uncle Qu said, I naturally believe. But why make it sound so serious? The sect has been so good to me. Who would want to touch the belongings of my parents?” Yu Yi said, tilting her head slightly towards Qu Xirong, looking adorable.

Qu Xirong felt relieved seeing Yu Yi’s innocent response. It seemed she was still the same naive girl.

“Of course no one would. It’s just to ease your worries,” Qu Xirong said, suppressing her annoyance.

Qu Xirong couldn’t hide her dissatisfaction as she asked, “Then, Junior Sister, will you still come to the main peak?”

Her tone was not as enthusiastic as before, which was understandable. Her plan had failed. Despite this, she managed to maintain a graceful smile, showing her maturity from her cultivation.

“No, I won’t,” Yu Yi said, yawning slowly. “My body feels tired after being out for a while. If I were to stay at the main peak, Senior Sister would worry about me every day.”

“Senior Sister is busy with her cultivation, and I’m just an idle person. I’d rather stay at Daiyuan Peak.”

Seeing Yu Yi using her own reasons to reject her, Qu Xirong’s eyes flashed with displeasure. She refused to spend any more effort dealing with this naive girl and turned to Hang Yunhe.

“Then, Senior Brother, please take Yu Yi back to Daiyuan Peak.”

Hang Yunhe nodded gracefully. “Yes, Junior Sister Qu, rest assured.”

Hang Yunhe took Yu Yi and left, flying back to Daiyuan Peak on his sword.

Yu Yi used to be in the Golden Core stage, able to fly on her own sword. Now, she was just an ordinary person sustained by pills. Hang Yunhe erected a barrier to protect her and took care of her well.

In the past, Yu Yi would admire him when she saw him like this, but today’s Yu Yi was indifferent, not even giving him an extra glance, remaining silent.

Hang Yunhe was puzzled, but considering the topic discussed in the hall just now, he guessed Yu Yi must have recalled past events, feeling down.

Only then did he feel relieved, reminding Yu Yi to rest well and not dwell too much on sorrow before leaving without looking back.

She stood in front of the cave, watching Hang Yunhe disappear into the distant layers of clouds and mist.

Yu Yi didn’t need to guess to know that Hang Yunhe was returning to the main peak to meet Qu Xirong.

In her previous life, she had truly believed that the Senior Sister of the sect was particularly fond of her, eagerly accompanying Qu Xirong. Shortly after settling in the main peak, Qu Xirong told her that Daiyuan Peak, as one of the nine peaks of the sect, couldn’t remain empty, so it was quickly given to an elder close to Qu Xirong.

After the elder’s fall, Daiyuan Peak, now unrecognizable, was handed over to Hang Yunhe and Qu Xirong, never returning to Yu Yi’s hands.

However, at that time, she was barely hanging on, and even this news was only shared with her by Qu Xirong, let alone Daiyuan Peak.

Yu Yi clicked her tongue lightly.

She looked around at the silvery, desolate layers of mountains before entering the cave.

The cave’s formation was intact, showing no signs of tampering.

As Yu Yi entered, this time the puppet was still there under the window, not disappearing.

She wondered how they would react when they received the unsuccessful message.

In her past life, it was because the puppet had been tampered with that it rebelled against its master—

Or perhaps, in her past life, the puppet had already recognized someone else as its master.

Until she took her last breath, Yu Yi was unaware of what happened to the puppet. She only knew that in the end, Qu Xirong didn’t kill her herself but instead let her mother’s puppet, which she had worked so hard to create, kill her.

Therefore, in this new life, Yu Yi immediately harbored intentions of killing the puppet.

Something that betrayed its master, something that disappointed her mother, had to be dismantled.

Now that she had gone outside and felt the reality of being reborn, Yu Yi returned to look at the puppet and noticed its subtleties.

Things that others tried to take away from her by any means necessary, she certainly had to make good use of.

Moreover, she did need the puppet’s protection at this moment.

According to the plan, if it weren’t for the incident with the missing puppet, she should have already recognized it as her master these past two days.

Yu Yi leisurely pondered this as she sat in front of the puppet, examining it carefully.

There was nothing obvious to see from this perspective.

Although the formation was intact, the methods in the cultivation world were varied, and Yu Yi had never seen any artifact that could deceive this formation, but she couldn’t be sure that such a thing didn’t exist.

After a moment of thought, Yu Yi took out an artifact from her storage bracelet.

Her mother, Qiong Ling, was a Heavenly Grade alchemist, and the Heavenly Grade artifacts outside were rare. Yu Yi’s storage bracelet was filled with them.

Heavenly Grade artifacts required Nascent Soul cultivation to be used, but Qiong Ling favored her daughter and made the artifacts usable with her blood. Otherwise, this pile of things in Yu Yi’s hands would have become scrap metal.

Yu Yi pricked her fingertip, letting the crimson blood drip onto the square-shaped artifact.

According to her mother, this thing was called a “detector,” a strange name, but it could detect any anomalies or abrupt presences.

Yu Yi remembered her mother teaching her to use the detector to distinguish medicinal herbs and artifacts. Anything of high quality would have rich spiritual energy, and the detector would reveal the most concentrated spiritual energy.

If someone had tampered with the puppet, or even its interior, it must have been something extraordinary, which this detector would detect.

Yu Yi gently tossed the detector into the air.

The detector emitted a sparkling white light, obediently enclosing the puppet within it according to Yu Yi’s will.

Soon, Yu Yi saw that the puppet in her eyes turned into various shades of color.

The materials used to refine the puppet were all extraordinary, so the entire puppet had colors, and Yu Yi patiently matched each one.

The robe was light red, made from the armor of the Three Realms Buddha.

The complexion was darker, made from Golden Phoenix Milk.

The eyes were nearing a deep red, which were two Aurora Pearls.

…

Yu Yi’s gaze stopped at one place.

While Yu Yi was playing with the detector, Jian Yixin and 09 were talking:

“What is Qinglu doing?” 09 was curious. “Host, did you sense anything?”

Jian Yixin pondered, “At first, it was the sound of footsteps, then it seemed like someone was very close to me, and I could feel the breath on my face, but now it seems to be gone.”

Jian Yixin sighed slightly, not knowing when Qinglu would recognize her as the master and activate herself to start the mission.

On the contrary, 09 seemed rather pleased, “Other higher worlds start dramatically and terrifyingly, but we are safe and sound here, with good partners by our side. This time, we will definitely succeed.”

Although this sounded reasonable, Jian Yixin always felt that something was off. Before she could figure out what it was, she felt a warm breath on her face again.

“It’s Qinglu.”

Even though Jian Yixin knew that Qinglu couldn’t sense her, she couldn’t help but hold her breath and focus.

09 was still speaking:

“Qinglu Qinglu Qinglu, we’re here, come find us quickly… quick… buzz—”

09’s voice abruptly stopped, turning into a sound that almost pierced through her mind like an electric shock.

For a moment, Jian Yixin couldn’t hear anything except for the noise in her mind. It wasn’t until after the long “buzz—” that her mind returned to calmness.

“09?” Jian Yixin steadied herself and called out.

There was no response. Jian Yixin called out again, “09?”

There was silence in her mind.

It was as if 09 had never existed.

What was going on? Had the connection to the Quick Transmigration Bureau broken again?

Jian Yixin was suspecting if 01 was up to something, when suddenly she heard Qinglu’s soft and sweet voice:

“Now, you are safe.”

“……?” Jian Yixin didn’t react.

After Yu Yi finished speaking, she satisfactorily put away the artifact.

She remembered her mother saying that because the elixir field of cultivators was crucial, the elixir field of the puppet was made empty.

Yet what she saw was a dark red presence in the puppet’s elixir sea acupoint.

That’s where the problem lay.

Yu Yi curved her lips and used another artifact to capture that thing, which looked like a clean white orb, seemingly harmless.

Unable to discern anything, she found a new storage ring to store it separately.

She carefully put away the storage ring, and when she looked at the puppet again, she felt much more satisfied.

Yu Yi smirked, then affectionately pressed her face against the puppet’s, whispering softly, “The bad things inside your body have been driven away by me, and now you’re clean again.” It belongs to me again.

“Are you happy?”

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Translator: Glariosa
Editor: Ruu

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