After My Thoughts Were Read, My Master Led Me to Change My Fate - Chapter 12

Although the name Ruanxi Peak sounds beautiful, and although the Peak Master appears fragile and easily bullied—her true form being a delicate, three-colored calico cat—it is not an insignificant peak within the Shangyun Sect.

On the contrary, thanks to the Peak Master’s unique bloodline, this place is a very special training ground. The opponents here are all sentient, early-stage demon beasts with established cultivation.

Demon beasts train here and, at the same time, obey Helan Mianmian’s command, providing sparring practice for the sect disciples. In the process, they also gain experience and grow accustomed to human Qi, preparing them for their future transformation into human form for further cultivation.

Elder Helan stood with her hands behind her back and said sternly, “When you spar later, both sides must exercise complete control. If you dare to injure my darlings, you will all be in for a nasty time, understood?”

Liu Ruoying asked curiously, “Is Elder Helan not worried that they might injure us?”

“A few injuries, and you’ll be fine after a couple of days’ rest. Who doesn’t get hurt while cultivating?”

“…” Liu Ruoying was momentarily speechless, unsure how to respond.

Luo Sheng whispered, “My Master just says things like that. She’ll protect us, don’t worry.”

Ning Songwu, who had been standing in the middle but was now squeezed to the end and walking alone, slowly expressed a question mark.

What little secrets are my two junior sisters talking about? Why can’t she hear them?

Oh, it’s a tangerine that her sour orange can’t squeeze into!

“Ah Sheng.” The woman in pink lowered her voice a little, feigning anger.

Luo Sheng rubbed her nose, moved to the side, and followed with her head down.

Ning Songwu: Still only thinking ‘heh heh.’

Walking from the cliff edge to the training grounds required crossing half of Ruanxi Peak, and they naturally encountered other disciples on the peak.

For instance, the beautiful woman who was currently clinging bonelessly to Ning Songwu’s shoulder, her fingers gently lifting the girl’s chin. Her breath was soft as an orchid, and she said sweetly, “Little sister, are you an Ice Spiritual Root? Would you be willing to stay on the peak and help keep Big Sister cool every day?”

“Young one, don’t be so cold and aloof, like that fox. It’s no fun.”

Ning Songwu, enveloped in the beauty’s embrace: I dare not move. I absolutely dare not move.

She only shifted slightly, and the soft area pressing against her shoulder blade gently rubbed. The girl, who had been single since birth for over twenty years, instantly froze in place, not even daring to consider moving again.

Wha-what is this thing…

Luo Sheng came over to find them, frowning. “Senior Sister, this is Elder Ran’s disciple. Perhaps don’t tease her anymore.”

The beauty’s hand tightened on Ning Songwu’s shoulder. She snorted lightly, “Fine, fine. I can’t afford to offend that woman.”

That woman?

Which woman!

Does her Master have some kind of fearsome reputation that she doesn’t know about? Why would the beautiful senior sister say that?

It’s all the fault of that wretched author. Every time she wrote about Ruanxi Peak, she rushed past it. Even she only knew that Ruanxi Peak had a training ground and a lovely Sixth Elder. She knew nothing else and naturally didn’t know what kind of creature the one clinging to her was.

Presumably, there’s no reproductive isolation in the cultivation world. This entire peak must be a mix of humans and demons. How magical.

Luo Sheng merely assumed the girl hadn’t recovered yet, so she took her hand and walked, explaining in a low voice, “That is the Head Senior Sister, Su Ye. She is a snake demon. She likes coolness and enjoys teasing people.”

Snake, snake demon?

Ning Songwu recalled the softness pressing against her back and sighed gently: “Can’t tell at all, the snake demon sister.” △

“Mm, she usually likes to joke around. She really doesn’t seem like a snake,” Luo Sheng said earnestly.

Ning Songwu looked at her with a complicated expression, glanced at their similar figures, and gently patted the girl’s shoulder.

Being blissfully ignorant is quite nice, too.

“What’s wrong?” Luo Sheng looked at her blankly.

“Nothing. So why is she afraid of my Master?”

“Senior Sister was personally captured by Martial Uncle Ran and brought up the mountain. I heard she was beaten badly. My Master’s kind heart was why she kept her as an apprentice. It left a trauma.”

Ning Songwu teased, “You’re very talkative today.”

“…” A flush of red appeared on the girl’s ear tips. She quickened her pace. “Hurry up, Master is waiting.”

Upon arriving at the training ground, the opponents Helan Mianmian had prepared for them were already warming up.

Ning Songwu thought that this black gorilla, about one and a half times the height of a person, was probably doing warm-up exercises by smashing its fists on the ground, right?

She suddenly felt her legs go weak. Was it still too late to go back now?

Even Luo Sheng, who had sparred here a few times already, felt her heart pounding when facing an enemy the size of a small mountain. Before she could speak, the weakest combatant on the right, the medical cultivator, trembled and said, “Martial Uncle, do you have any… smaller ones here?”

“I do. Me. Do you want to fight me?” The cat smiled dangerously.

Ning Songwu: Silence is the Cambridge of this evening.

She squeezed the cold sweat in her palms, placed her hands on the shoulders of the two girls, and said in a calm voice, “No need. This one will do.”

“Martial Uncle won’t make things difficult for us, right?” The girl’s eyes were calm, but her heart was actually panicking fiercely.

Ning Songwu: Why is this person motionless? Let’s poke her. Oh, she’s already stiff. Haha (crying).

No amount of panic was useful. Since they were here, they had to make the best of it. This fight was unavoidable, so it was better to face it head-on. Nothing truly bad would happen anyway.

Acceptance is a very beautiful quality.

Helan Mianmian chuckled and nodded. “What a clever little rascal. Go ahead and fight. I’ll be watching here. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

As the surrounding barrier completely closed, the black gorilla seemed to receive a command. It stopped smashing its fists and charged straight at the three of them.

The three people, with no real combat experience, immediately scattered in three directions. The sword cultivator had not even drawn her long sword.

Ning Songwu: I suddenly understand how my ancestor felt when he walked around the pillar back then. Come out, you wretched sword! Why are you stuck here!

Among the three, she was a sword cultivator, Luo Sheng followed the Sixth Elder, studying spells and talismans, and Liu Ruoying was a medical cultivator specializing in control spells. The big gorilla seemed to know who posed the highest threat and charged straight toward Ning Songwu.

The moment the huge fist smashed down, Ning Songwu gave up on drawing her sword. She used her toes for leverage, leaped backward, leaving the attack range at high speed, and fiercely pulled the sword. She raised it to her front, scabbard and all, desperately mobilizing the meager spiritual power within her. Mist permeated the air, laying down a layer of frost.

“Luo Sheng!” She lightly shouted. “Put water down near its feet.”

The moment they scattered, her mind had already begun spinning rapidly. The games she had played and the anime she had watched in her previous life now became her source of experience.

No one is commanding, so I will command.

A water sphere arrived as requested. After all, they were still rookies in the Qi Condensation stage. Even mobilizing all their strength, they could only condense a water sphere the size of a head, barely creating a patch of dampness.

A small patch is fine too.

Fine wisps of cold mist spread from the tip of the scabbard, then converged into a single stream, touching the center of the damp patch, rapidly spreading and condensing into a thin layer of ice.

It was too thin. It could only stall the gorilla’s movement for an instant, but even an instant was enough.

Ning Songwu mobilized her spiritual power again to condense mist, but not forward—it was downward. As she leapt into the air, she created a place to stand, jumping nearly two meters high in the space of a single breath.

Outside the barrier, Helan watched with interest to see what tricks this little rascal could pull off. Unexpectedly, in the next second, the little rascal twisted and ran.

To be precise, she jumped in the opposite direction of the big gorilla’s advance. Her landing was not very graceful; she rolled twice before finally coming to a stop.

But she had managed to escape the gorilla’s attack. The three scattered individuals also used this opportunity to regroup.

What a clever little spirit.

Helan Mianmian smiled silently, clapped her hands, and called a halt.

The three little idiots in the Qi Condensation stage were still too weak. Aside from Liu Ruoying, who hadn’t been deeply involved in the fight, the other two were already depleted. Especially Ning Songwu, who had continuously condensed ice. She was now half-kneeling on the ground, leaning on her scabbard, gasping for breath.

Still too weak.

She propped her chin up, boredly swinging her leg, and called out, “Little Medical Cultivator, what are you waiting for? If you don’t provide rescue soon, your melee fighter will run out of strength.”

The girl, who had been standing there blankly, finally moved.

It’s clear they were all three good kids since childhood. They haven’t fought enough.

The most unexpected one was Luo Sheng. She had originally thought that this little fox, who grew up wandering, must have been bullied the most. Now, it seemed she was still too well-behaved, lacking the raw audacity of a street urchin.

Once the three little people in the field had recovered enough, she pointed and raised her hand. The barrier rose. The black gorilla shook its head, obeying the command, and continued the fight.

My adorable three little rascals, let me see how long you can struggle.

[I’m about to fall apart.]

The moment her disciple’s thoughts sounded, Ran Fanyin knew the child had finally returned.

In just a moment, the Vermillion Bird landed steadily. The little thing on its back did not even have the strength to bend her legs. She propped herself up with her elbow and immediately rolled off the wing.

This startled the Vermillion Bird, which flapped its wings, wanting to catch her.

“Don’t worry, Vermillion Bird. You may retreat.”

The great bird let out two cries and flew away.

Once only the little disciple’s whimpering thoughts remained in the courtyard, Ran Fanyin paced over, stood not far away, and coughed lightly. “You don’t have the strength to stand up at all? Are you planning to crawl in?”

[Oh no, is Master angry?]

“Yes. I’ll… stand up right now.” Ning Songwu grit her teeth and rolled over. A long stick suddenly extended toward her.

To be precise, it was the lengthened handle of a fan.

“I don’t need you to display your extraordinary willpower. Tell me honestly, are you tired?”

“…Tired.”

The fan handle tapped her head. The woman said gently, “In the future, if you are asked this question again, just speak your truest feelings. There’s no need to hide.”

“Your Master doesn’t eat people.”

Ning Songwu’s eyes flickered. She cautiously gathered her thoughts and responded with a “Yes.”

She reached out and placed her hand on the fan handle. The fan seemed to be sentient, gliding along her arm and tucking itself under her armpit, lifting her up directly.

[No need to walk. So comfortable.]

Ning Songwu kept her lips tightly pressed. After a long while, she whispered, “Thank you.”

Ran Fanyin was amused. “In the future, you are also forbidden to say the word ‘thank you.'”

“Ah?”

Elder Ran sighed. “Little Ning’er, since I am your Master, I will naturally help you, protect you, and guide you. Do not say ‘thank you’ anymore.”

It’s too distant.

[Master… I really want to kiss her. I want to kiss her even more now.]

What is she thinking about all day long at such a young age!