After Kissing the World-Weary Female Supporting Character [Transmigration] - Chapter 85

Song Xingzi clung to Jì Rúyuè’s arm, looking up at her: “What are you laughing at?”

How strange! Is she laughing at me?

“Nothing,” Jì Rúyuè reassured her by stroking Song Xingzi’s head. The newly transmitted location was desolate and silent. “Which way should we go?”

Song Xingzi: “You should rest first. I’ll go check the path.”

Older Sister is very powerful and doesn’t need me at all. I should sneak away first. Otherwise, if she suddenly feels like eating, won’t I be finished?

Calculating her escape plan, Song Xingzi pointed to a relatively clean open space and said: “Let’s go there. You can sit for a while.”

Jì Rúyuè obediently sat down with her, her two arms firmly holding the little squirrel, as if she hadn’t heard Song Xingzi at all. “We’ll rest for a while.”

Song Xingzi: …??? I told you to go rest, not to rest with me! How am I supposed to sneak away now! Sure enough, the great demon definitely sees me as reserve food.

Song Xingzi cleared her throat, about to try to negotiate again, when she heard the great demon suppress her voice, grabbing Song Xingzi’s tail pitifully, and saying: “Don’t leave me. I don’t eat humans.”

Song Xingzi: …I didn’t say you eat humans? I’m a demon! I’m afraid you’ll eat demons!

Jì Rúyuè curved the corner of her eye, her smile a little stiff, clearly unused to it. “I don’t eat demons either. Don’t be scared.”

Song Xingzi was silent for a moment, covering her wide-open, frightened eyes. Her lips moved, and she nodded with difficulty, stammering: “Heh heh, I-I’m not scared. Why did you suddenly say that?”

Does the great demon have mind-reading abilities? Is she the reincarnation of the Dì Tīng (A mythical beast that can hear everything)? How can a human be this powerful? It’s too unscientific! An existence that violates the core values of socialism should be reported to the Demon Realm!

But I’m just a small demon with little say. I’ll just pretend I don’t know anything. Even if she replies with a cold joke she read in a storybook, I’ll have to support her with a straight face.

Jì Rúyuè’s eyelids were half-closed, and she spoke with a poker face, delivering a cold joke: “I read it in a storybook. It said some little demons are very afraid of humans.”

Song Xingzi: …A human with mind-reading abilities? This must be a dream!

Despite her thoughts, Song Xingzi still nodded seriously, concurring as if it were a profound truth: “You are right. Some humans capture demons. It’s truly terrifying; they’re unreasonable. We haven’t done anything wrong, but we’re targeted inexplicably. It’s not wrong for demon hunters to capture demons, as it’s the natural order. However, some demon hunters not only capture demons but also steal little demons’ inner cores and devour their spiritual power. That is truly unforgivable! Right?”

Hmph, you bad person! Doing these unforgivable things will accumulate karmic ties! Being plagued by sinful debt won’t lead to a good outcome!

Jì Rúyuè stroked Song Xingzi’s head and nodded expressionlessly: “You are right.”

Song Xingzi: …I was talking about you! Right about what, you annoying person! Hmph, I’m so angry! You are no longer my favorite Older Sister. I’m going to find a new celebrity crush!

Jì Rúyuè stroked the little squirrel with a chilling softness: “Abandoning a relationship is not good behavior. It easily accumulates karmic ties. Being plagued by sinful debt won’t lead to a good end.”

Song Xingzi trembled: “I-I know. We demons are very loyal and deeply affectionate. That situation would never happen.”

Jì Rúyuè nodded: “Me too. That’s good.”

Song Xingzi: ??? Good my foot! I never said I was with you! What’s with that tone, like we’re already an old married couple??

“Heh heh,” Song Xingzi feigned a smile in agreement. “That’s good, that’s good.”

Jì Rúyuè was perfectly composed: “Mm!”

The woman and the squirrel rested (and had an awkward chat) for a while. Song Xingzi was eager to leave, so she sat in Jì Rúyuè’s arms, directing the great demon to move this way and that. They finally found the second teleportation array. This time, the random transmission hit the mark: they were sent right to the outskirts of the Confusing Wind Formation.

Song Xingzi: “Don’t step on that clump of dead grass. Step on the stones. It’s hard enough for grass to grow here.”

Jì Rúyuè: “Okay.”

Song Xingzi: “The bushes here are very short, only up to your knee, but they house gnawing rodents—the kind that can chew through iron. Let’s just jump over. Can you jump over it? It’s quite narrow, maybe a little over a meter wide.”

Jì Rúyuè: “I can.” She then easily jumped over the low band of yellow-green bushes while holding the little squirrel.

Song Xingzi: “There’s no white fog here, but quite a bit of dust. We’ve arrived in the northwest. We’ll likely exit on the north side of the Demon Realm. It’s going to be a hassle getting back to Qīngqiū.”

Jì Rúyuè: “It’s alright. We can walk slowly.”

Song Xingzi rolled her eyes: “I’m talking about the trouble for you. I have a permit; I can take a teleportation array straight to the southern Demon Market. You’ll have to walk all the way.”

Jì Rúyuè looked utterly wronged: “You won’t come with me? If I’m alone, the demons will eat me until not even a bone shard remains.”

Song Xingzi: …Whatever makes you happy.

Song Xingzi directed the patient she was supposed to be taking good care of, avoiding every clump of dead grass, and they finally walked out of the Confusing Wind Formation and onto the northwestern wasteland.

Gobi desert, gravel, practically no vegetation. They had definitely reached the northwest side of the Demon Realm. What should I do? Should I leave Jì Jì here and go home alone, or should I leave her here? Older Sister is so strong; it’s better for her to be beautiful on her own, away from me.

Outside the Confusing Wind Formation, the spiritual power suppression also ended. Song Xingzi’s dantian greedily replenished its spiritual power from the air. The pain caused by the overuse of spiritual power gradually subsided. Song Xingzi took a deep breath, roughly translating to, “The sky is clear, the rain has stopped, and Song Xingzi is back in business.”

Song Xingzi pressed her paw against Jì Rúyuè’s chest, coaxing her like a child: “Alright, put me down.”

“I can’t.”

Jì Rúyuè released her grip as told, delivered a single announcement, and then collapsed straight onto the ground. The living person falling onto the desert kicked up a cloud of dust.

“Cough, cough, cough,” Song Xingzi had just jumped to the ground and transformed into her human form when her face was covered in dust. She covered her mouth and coughed, staring at the motionless woman on the ground. “Darn it? Is this a scam! Absolutely! I was just thinking that she’d be fine alone, and Older Sister immediately turned from the domineering Great Demon into the frail Lín Méimei (Lin Daiyu)? There’s definitely something wrong here!”

Song Xingzi squatted down, her chubby fingers poking Jì Rúyuè’s bloodless face, threatening: “Older Sister, if you don’t wake up, I’m going to leave you here and go back alone, okay?”

The soft threat didn’t elicit any response. Jì Rúyuè remained quietly lying on the ground, her hair covered in sand and dirt.

Song Xingzi stood up: “If you don’t get up, I’m really leaving!”

She’s clearly the great demon who can crush the Gǔ Diāo with her left hand and shatter Diamond Jade with her right. Why does she insist on portraying the persona of a poor little victim? I’m telling you, I don’t fall for this kind of persona!

The powerful figure, who had just seemed to possess mind-reading abilities, was now completely motionless, seemingly in a deep coma.

Jì Rúyuè was genuinely suffering from severe injuries. The elixirs had nourished her damaged meridians, but the three days of relentless exhaustion and the several bone-deep external wounds on her abdomen were still tormenting her. She had been holding on just to bring Song Xingzi out. Once Song Xingzi said everything was fine, Jì Rúyuè relaxed and completely passed out.

Song Xingzi mumbled, kicking small stones, and quickly walked a few steps: “Hey! Older Sister, I’m leaving! Hurry up and wake up!”

It must be a scam! She came from the Human Realm, doesn’t know anything, and just wants me to take care of her and be her guide. I won’t be that foolish! If I fall for her Honey Trap, I’m an idiot! I’ll admit the spiritual bird’s gossip was true!

Song Xingzi continued to raise the stakes for herself, convincing herself as she walked two more steps. A piercing long cry, accompanied by the sound of a large bird flapping its wings as it landed, reached Song Xingzi’s ears. She quickly ran back, shouting: “Stop! No! Shut your beak! She’s alive!”

It was a Scavenger Bird, attracted by the scent of blood and humans. These spiritual creatures have a little intelligence but are not considered true demons. They circle the northwestern wasteland all day, feeding on carrion.

“Shoo! Get away!”

Song Xingzi covered ten li (Chinese mile) in one step and threw herself over Jì Rúyuè, like an old hen protecting her chick. She unleashed a burst of True Samādhi Fire at the Scavenger Bird with a chī sound from her fingertip. The scorching flame drove the Scavenger Bird away. As it left, it whimpered with a wronged “gū gū” sound. Song Xingzi understood: it was saying, “You just left, and now you’re guarding your food. No rules, no shame.”

Song Xingzi: …It’s a pity I didn’t burn your feathers off! You talk too much!

The life-threatening danger moments ago had no effect on the unconscious patient. Jì Rúyuè lay on the Gobi beach. Below her were rough stones and clumps of thorny grass, yet her bloodless face showed no expression other than the deeply furrowed brow of someone having a nightmare. There was no sign of disgust for the environment or cold sweat from fear.

“Fine, fine. Who asked you to match my preferences so perfectly? Every single part of you seems tailor-made for the emptiness in my heart. I’ll trust you this one time and play the role of the Farmer. But you absolutely must not be the Snake! The Demon Realm is my territory, after all. If you turn out to be the snake, your end will be very miserable.”

Song Xingzi put the woman on her back, performed a levitation spell, and walked toward the nearest demon settlement.

So heavily injured and still insisting on the great demon persona, sigh! I’ll take you to a doctor first, and then to the nearest registration office to get you a permit. Only then can we return to Qīngqiū. Traveling without a permit is very dangerous, especially for novices like us. We must strictly adhere to the rules.

But why did Older Sister come to the Demon Realm? She’s a big star in the Human Realm, beautiful, rich, and loved by so many people. I estimate her fans could line up from Qīngqiū to Kunlun Mountain. Why give up such a good life to come to the Demon Realm? She wouldn’t be here looking for me, would she?

Ptoo, ptoo, ptoo, what am I thinking? Older Sister wouldn’t bother. We’ve never even met before.

Song Xingzi adjusted the person on her back and concentrated on her thoughts.

No matter who she came for, Older Sister must be an idiot! How long has the Confusing Wind Formation been abandoned? The Demon Realm and the Human Realm have a contract. Demons with permits can live in the Human Realm, and powerful people can also obtain treasures from the Demon Realm, like spiritual elixirs and plants. I heard that’s how Aunt Qīng got rich. The fact that Jì Jì was tricked into the Confusing Wind Formation shows she’s hopelessly naive.

As Song Xingzi complained, she saw a small city wall made of loess and sand piles. The northwestern demon settlement was in sight. Song Xingzi let out a relaxed smile, quickly walked into the gate, and greeted the two little demons fishing with a dangling hook at the entrance:

“Hello, where can I find a doctor here?”

Groundhog Demon A: “Who are you?”

Potato Spirit B: “Go inside and ask yourself.”

Song Xingzi pursed her lips: “Song Xingzi.”

Groundhog Demon A: “What?! Is that Song Xingzi, the Young Mistress of Qīngqiū who had her core dug out after only one day in the Human Realm?”

Potato Spirit B: “Is that Song Xingzi, the Divine Chef who was cheated out of both her feelings and her core, sponged off others for half a month on Mount Wēi, and still can’t forget that human when she returned?”

Song Xingzi: …I knew this would happen. Darn it, too many elements! I don’t know how to answer.