After My Thoughts Were Read, My Master Led Me to Change My Fate - Chapter 42.2

How old is this person? Why is she still so childish, just like many years ago?

She lifted her sleeve, about to reach out and pinch someone’s face, when the room door was suddenly knocked. Before she could even say “Come in,” Luo Sheng rushed in—

“Jiang Yue has been sent over by Jiang Mang. She’s in the front hall. The Sect Master says we should hurry over.”

A while ago

Unlike the lively scene where the Immortal Gate disciples gathered in twos and threes, Jiang Mang was always accompanied by only one person. Many years ago, when she first entered the Immortal Gate, Jiang Yue smiled and stuck close to her. Regardless of how cold her expression was or how ignorant she was of worldly affairs, decades passed in a blink of an eye. The two of them went from outer disciples to inner disciples, from the Vice Sect Master’s direct disciples to the Sect Master Old Ancestor’s direct disciples. Jiang Yue always clung to her side.

Too close.

Jiang Mang thought that the two were indeed too close, so close that in everyone’s eyes, there was only her title as the so-called “Sword Obsessed,” and Jiang Yue’s figure was obscured.

Jiang Yue was actually quite excellent. Before she transferred to the Sect Master’s tutelage, her cultivation was only half a minor realm lower than hers at most. She was proficient in spell control, a talent that even Jiang Mang envied. In addition to spell control, she still had the energy to practice some swordsmanship.

It was Jiang Mang’s brilliance that was too sharp, obscuring the light that Jiang Yue should have possessed.

And fortunately, Jiang Mang’s brilliance was too sharp, making Venerable Wu Yan see Jiang Yue as a free gift, an afterthought, paying her no mind.

Jiang Mang looked down at the piercing wound on her body, feeling a hint of relief.

Thankfully, thankfully, my guess was right. The people of Shangyun Sect truly had capability. They were actually able to counteract the unknown substance injected into her by Venerable Wu Yan, restoring her momentary clarity.

Jiang Yue put away the medicine jar, turned around, and faced a pair of clear and transparent eyes. Her heart trembled slightly, and she asked, her voice faltering, “Senior Sister, are you feeling better?”

Jiang Mang struggled to sit up. Jiang Yue hurriedly helped her. The drumming in her heart intensified.

Since she became a disciple of Venerable Wu Yan, her Senior Sister seemed to have completely fallen into a world of swords. She was virtually unaware of everything daily, and her cultivation had abnormally soared by a large margin.

She hadn’t seen such clear and transparent eyes in a long time.

Jiang Mang took a steady breath and said, “Little Yue, can you help me retrieve the storage ring I left in the other room?”

“Senior Sister…”

Jiang Yue inexplicably felt that many things were amiss, but she couldn’t pinpoint what was wrong. Her heart was pounding erratically, and clusters of uneasy warnings were bubbling up in her mind.

Something is going to happen. Something is definitely going to happen.

Jiang Mang gently shook her head, pressing her hand, and said, “I can’t go over there right now, so I’m asking for your help. Please go get it for me.”

“Senior Sister, if you have any plans or ideas, you must tell me clearly.”

Jiang Mang smiled weakly, “Just go. Don’t worry.”

Jiang Yue couldn’t disobey her. She had no choice but to leave the door, looking back repeatedly with every step. Once she disappeared around the corner, Jiang Mang breathed a sigh of relief and said loudly, “Your Excellency has been waiting for me for a long time. Are you still unwilling to come out?”

“Oh, the little girl is quite sensitive.” In the corner, a red figure gradually emerged. The woman was holding a girl. She quickly took a few steps, crouched down in front of Jiang Mang, stared at the wound on her body for a moment, and said, “What a violently destructive brat. I wonder who taught her.”

Jiang Mang was already wary of her. Being stared at like this made her even more cautious. She tried to move back a few steps to escape the person’s gaze, when her arm was suddenly grabbed.

“Don’t move. If you want to break the situation, don’t move.”

The spiritual energy that had been completely suppressed gradually flowed out a few inches. Jiang Mang’s face changed slightly. She was about to stop her when a finger was pressed against her lip, accompanied by a soft, “Shh.”

Gradually, she relaxed.

The outflow of spiritual energy restored some of her strength, but the dark entity did not surge back. It was still suppressed by the spiritual energy Ning Songwu had injected back into her, maintaining her consciousness.

Xiao Wanchen found it amusing, “Little Tian’s reaction speed is good. It seems she’s not far from uncovering the truth. But what exactly is wrong with Old Villain Dao Cheng?”

Ning Jinyu interjected, “After all, those with high talent and diligence in cultivation are easy to control.”

Xiao Wanchen: “You’re right. What a bunch of fools.”

The silent fool was quietly watching the big one and the small one singing and harmonizing. She really wanted to interrupt, but she didn’t know how to start.

Finally, the red-robed woman released her arm and said leisurely, “Little girl, what do you plan to do next?”

Jiang Mang: “Send Little Yue to Shangyun Sect, and assassinate Venerable Wu Yan.”

Xiao Wanchen considered her own character to be excellent and usually didn’t mock people, but she still couldn’t help but scoff at her, “That’s why I say you Sword Cultivators are all simpletons with one-track minds. Assassinating Old Villain Dao Cheng is purely sending yourself to death.”

“That’s why I’m sending Little Yue away, letting her deliver the message to the people of Shangyun Sect.”

“No, no, no. You’re considered a formidable fighting force. You can’t be absent from this final battle.”

Jiang Mang hesitated.

In the short few hours since she woke up, she had considered many methods but had never thought that she could survive. Moreover, even if she survived, when that entity retaliated, she would once again fall into a state of unconsciousness. How could she fight?

As for this so-called final battle, she figured those people must have mastered more things than her. She should just let them arrange it and focus on sending the message.

Yet, today, someone said she could live. How can I live?

She calmed her mind, humbly waiting for the great master in front of her to continue speaking.

Xiao Wanchen smiled gleefully and said, “Here’s what you’re going to do next—”

When Jiang Yue returned, Jiang Mang was writing a letter at the table despite her injuries. Seeing her return, she had just finished the last stroke, and was slowly sealing the letter.

Jiang Yue felt even more uneasy, but still pretended to be relaxed, “Senior Sister, why are you throwing your ring around carelessly? It took me a while to find it.”

Jiang Mang smiled gently, motioned for her to come over, and said warmly, “Little Yue, do you remember that Elder He Lan gave you and me something at the end of the trip to Shangyun Sect?”

“I remember. So…”

“Find it in the ring.”

Jiang Yue quickly found the token and held it in her hand. In her other hand was the envelope Jiang Mang handed her. She hesitated, “Senior Sister, what is this for?”