After My Thoughts Were Read, My Master Led Me to Change My Fate - Chapter 13

After a period of the little ones being daily dragged to Huanxi Peak and making rapid progress, Elder Ran, who had just gotten used to her little disciple’s inner thoughts constantly swirling in her mind, was now feeling unaccustomed to the quiet.

Fortunately, she had proper tasks to attend to now, so it wasn’t too quiet or boring.

When Ran Fanyin entered, the Sect Master’s brows were furrowed tightly, forming a character like (river). Seeing her, he beckoned, “I have some information here. Come and help me look through it.”

“What kind of documents are these?”

“The background investigation results for all the disciples recruited this time. There are too many. I swear I won’t accept so many next Great Assembly.”

If Ning Songwu were here, she would surely think, “That sentiment is meaningless, just like how you say every morning that you absolutely won’t stay up late tonight. It will never be achieved.”

Unfortunately, little Ning’er was not around.

Ran Fanyin had just settled down with a book when a young disciple stumbled in through the door, his voice trembling, “Sect Master, Elder Helan  invites you to come to Huanxi Peak.”

About half an hour earlier.

The three-person team and the black ape had been locked in two rounds of combat. At this moment, Elder Helan called a time-out, allowing the few of them a break.

Ning Songwu had drawn her sword today, but even she was now so exhausted that she didn’t even have the strength to hold it. Clutching the scabbard, she barely managed to sit upright. On either side of her, the other two were sprawled out, completely abandoning any personal decorum.

Ning Songwu: I can’t get up again (Falls backward).

Seeing Elder Helan about to activate the spell to close the barrier again, the girl quickly reached out to stop her, “Martial Aunt (師叔), we genuinely can’t go on.”

“What do you mean, ‘can’t go on,’ little girl? Let’s go for another round.”

Ning Songwu had a feeling there was a deeper meaning in what her Martial Aunt said, but now was not the time to dwell on it. In the current state of the three of them, another round was truly impossible.

Ning Songwu scrambled forward a couple of steps, crying out, “Martial Aunt, please spare us.”

“I knew you weren’t an entirely serious character,” Helan Mianmian (賀蘭眠眠) chuckled, raising her hand to conjure three water spheres that enveloped the little ones and brought them to her side. “Take a rest. It’s time for the other little girls to practice.”

The “other little girls”?

Were there others rushing to suffer this punishment?

Who could be so… weak… brained…

The main… the Main Female Lead?!

Ning Songwu’s legs went soft, and she nearly tumbled out of the water bubble.

Was this part of the original plot? Why didn’t she remember it?

She quickly summoned the mental ‘subtitles,’ [Does Lin Yuxue (林玉雪) have this plotline?]

[No.]

Crap. Is this a butterfly effect caused by her changing the storyline? Someone who shouldn’t have appeared on Huanxi Peak has shown up, and has even seen her.

Little Ning quietly nudged her water sphere to roll behind Helan Mianmian. Although Elder Helan was not particularly tall or imposing, she was now the best shield for Ning Songwu.

Helan, catching sight of the little one’s actions from the corner of her eye, remembered what Elder Ran had mentioned a few days ago about this little one being extremely afraid of the disciple with the Heaven-grade Fire Spiritual Root. She quietly moved all three water spheres to hide them behind herself.

Helan didn’t have a good feeling about this other young girl either. It was a kind of natural repulsion based on animal instinct—simply put, seeing this girl made her want to bristle.

It was very strange, but it was better to be cautious.

Helan’s small action, in Ning Songwu’s eyes, became a source of intense tearful gratitude—Wuwuwu, as expected, the cat is the most reliable master for a human. Thank you, Cat Elder, wuwuwu.

In the center of the training ground, Lin Yuxue merely gave a cold glance in their direction, performed a salute, drew her long sword, and pointed it directly at the black ape, who hadn’t rested for long.

For the sake of safety, when Elder Helan assigned opponents, she would not choose excessively powerful ones. This ape only had a cultivation level in the late-stage Foundation Establishment realm, so it also needed a short rest. Seeing this small human come again, it could only let out a wail and prepare itself.

Lin Yuxue stepped back half a pace. Flames condensed into a line, hooking the two sides of her sword edge, holding it horizontally in front of her like a shield.

Ning Songwu seized the opportunity to watch the fight. After observing the spiritual energy fluctuations on Lin Yuxue, she exclaimed in surprise, “Late-stage Qi Condensation? How is she so fast?”

Only about ten days had passed since they last met. Ning Songwu had been instructed by Ran Fanyin to remain in the late-stage Qi Condensation realm for a while longer, yet this person had already moved from the middle-stage to the late-stage Qi Condensation realm?

The Main Female Lead’s talent is terrifying.

The ape slammed its fist and rushed toward them on all fours.

Lin Yuxue pushed off with her back foot, charging out at the same speed. At the same time, the flames hooked to the sides of her sword edge slowly extended and then converged at the front, forming a new, fire-bound sword that unnaturally lengthened the blade significantly.

The girl’s expression was cold, her speed on the ground didn’t decrease, and her long sword shot directly toward the opponent’s chest.

“Stop!” A woman’s cold shout came from outside the barrier, but it had no effect. The tip of the flame-sword had already touched the fur on the ape’s chest, singeing a patch, and was even faintly pushing inward.

Conversely, the ape, upon hearing the shout, immediately stood still, only blocking and no longer attacking.

A curtain of water suddenly sprang up. The already-inserted sword tip was tightly wrapped by a silently climbing water chain and pulled out, flying away along with its owner, who was then bound tightly by the chains and forced to kneel in the air.

Not just Ning Songwu and Liu Ruoying, but even Luo Sheng (羅笙) himself had never seen Elder Helan so angry.

She always wore a playful hair knot, and everything she did was accompanied by a charming smile, making people often forget she was an Elder.

At this moment, the woman’s face was cold. A writing brush appeared in her hand at some point, and her voice was icy: “I told you to stop. Did you not understand?”

“Since you applied to come for training, someone must have repeatedly told you not to truly harbor lethal intent. Did you not know that?”

The woman stopped three steps away from the bound person, clenching and unclenching her hand, finally restraining herself and putting away the brush. She said coldly, “I permit you to explain yourself.”

“They are merely beasts,” the girl still haughtily lifted her chin. “Since it is a battle, one should be prepared for life and death.”

Helan fiercely gripped her hand and yelled, “Go call Cen Ran here. Is this the excellent disciple she has taught?”

When Cen Ran and Ran Fanyin arrived, they saw the three little ones huddled together, shivering, hiding in a corner, and not daring to speak.

The person who caused the trouble was tied up and kneeling below the main hall, and the master of this peak had a cold expression, which only softened slightly upon seeing the two of them.

Elder Ran glanced at the three little ones. Her gaze met her disciple’s for a moment, and the little one quickly averted her head.

[I didn’t cause any trouble. The culprit is not me. Don’t look at me, don’t look at me.]

Cen Ran asked, “What happened here?”

The one seated in the main seat snorted, “Someone here looks down on these demon beasts  that have developed spiritual intelligence and know when to advance and retreat.”

The girl was surprisingly stubborn today and raised her voice, “This junior has never said such a thing.”

[This Female Lead is really stupid. Looking down on a half-enlightened beast clan in front of a demon clan is asking for death.]

[If the original novel hadn’t mostly ignored Luo Sheng in the early stages, I feel like, based on this person’s personality, she would have been severely tormented by this poor child.]

Ning Songwu pouted, unwilling to watch this foolish person be manipulated anymore.

Elder Ran leaned her head on her hand, listening to what was happening in the arena while simultaneously taking her disciple’s constant internal chatter as supplementary information.

Shipping it, she thought. Combining this with previously heard information, did her disciple still believe Cen Ran and Little Cat Helan were a pair?

Err, no, she must mean she thinks the two of them could be a pair?

For such a young age, she’s quite active in her mind with matchmaking.

She wonders if the other one, the quieter one, also has such rich emotions in her mind. All of them have mouths but don’t seem to know how to use them.

“Martial Sister!” Helan Mianmian stomped her foot, shaking Ran Fanyin’s arm repeatedly. “Why are you zoning out? Hurry up and praise me.”

“Good, good. Our Mianmian was especially mighty today, very domineering, and very impressive.”

“Hehe.”

Ning Songwu quietly lowered her head, forcefully suppressing the corner of her mouth that was harder to control than an automatic rifle.

If she had any conscience left, she would really want to ship the Cat Elder with ten or eight… ah.

[Who is the top (1) and who is the bottom (0) between the Cat Elder and Master?]

[The Cat Elder is so cute; I can’t bear for her to be the top, but Master is a white-haired beauty. How can she be the top…]

[Master…]

Ran Fanyin lightly coughed twice, interrupting her silly disciple’s deep thoughts—Wasn’t it Cen Ran and Helan? How did it suddenly veer toward her?

Her disciple’s ethical and moral compass is truly unexpected.

“Little Ning’er, go and summarize today’s battle with your two Martial Sisters,” she said lightly, her eyes briefly passing over the girl before returning to the small cat in front of her.

Helan Mianmian glanced at the little one holding her sword, who looked extremely serene and solemnly serious, and whispered, “Martial Sister, let me tell you, this little one only looks serious.”

Ran Fanyin softened her expression, “What about her?”

“When she couldn’t fight anymore and begged for mercy, hahaha, she was so cute.”

“Hmm, this Venerable One knows,” the woman said, looking with a faint smile at the three people who were seriously summarizing their battle nearby.

She just didn’t understand why this young girl was always wary of her, seemingly afraid that she would be “corrected” by the plot and return to Lin Yuxue’s side.

Leaving aside whether this so-called “plot” truly had such power, she honestly couldn’t understand why the ‘her’ in the book would choose such a fool who couldn’t even hide her motives.

Ten days to go from the middle-stage to the late-stage Qi Condensation realm? If she truly had such talent, she wouldn’t have taken four months just to barely reach the middle stage.

And that naturally arising killing intent of hers made it hard not to overthink things.

Elder Helan counted various anomalies on her fingers, finally sighing, “It’s truly strange. If she has someone backing her, why is she so reckless? If she doesn’t have anyone backing her, many things cannot be explained.”