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

When Ning Songwu  scrolled past this topic, she thought for a moment and left a comment: I’m willing. After all, this kind of transmigration always lands you on the female lead, right?

Unfortunately, upon waking up, she found herself having entered a garbage-written, chaotic plot, GL cultivation angst novel she had read before bed. Furthermore, she became a cannon fodder character who dies in just three chapters, purely to give the female lead experience points.

Ning Songwu : Damn the heavens! You’re scamming me!

Since she had come, she decided to make the best of it and live as a contented slacker, because being weak and incompetent was better than losing one’s life!

At the disciple-gathering conference, she hid in the corner, looking at the beautiful Master in the distance—the ‘Anti-Female-Lead-Love-Obstacle-Faction’ figure who was destined to die—and silently chanted in her mind: She can’t see me, she can’t see me. I want to leave the mountain, I want to live.

The beautiful Master pointed a slender finger: “That little thing shivering in the corner, I’ll take her.”

When the original female lead rushed over to cause trouble, Ning Songwu chanted internally: I am air, I am air. Big sister, don’t look at me.

The Master rested her folding fan in her hand and gracefully blocked Ning Songwu’s  front: “Junior Martial Niece should first head east to the Luoyun Hall to pay respects to the Sect Leader.”

When the Demon Lord captured her as a hostage, the beautiful Master, regardless of the consequences, unleashed towering crimson sword intent just to save her. Ning Songwu  stared blankly at the proud Fire Phoenix soaring through the heavens and was left with only one thought in her heart: Mama, I think… I’ve truly fallen in love with her.

The Master lifted Ning Songwu’s chin with a slender finger: “Then I definitely won’t let you leave.”

Ning Songwu : Huh?!!!

It was said that Elder Ran Fanyin  of the Shangyun Sect had stunning silver hair and an exquisite appearance; just looking at her could advance one’s cultivation thousands of miles. Unfortunately, her personality was cold and aloof, and she avoided people, never taking a disciple for many years.

Who would have thought that Elder Ran, who possessed a Fire Spirit Root, would take on a disciple with an Ice Spirit Root? Since both of them were equally reserved and gave off a cold aura that pushed people away, everyone felt it was a pity.

Ran Fanyin: Heh heh, how could you people understand.

As the morning sun rose, she roused her little disciple to practice sword fighting. The little disciple grumbled in her heart for the entire morning, yet her movements did not stop, with every stance perfectly executed.

During the chilling grind, she coughed, her eyes misted over and her outer eyelids tinged light red. The little disciple internally praised her beauty and wished to kiss her, yet when she opened her eyes, she was still respectfully and cautiously holding up the medicine bowl, showing utmost care.

With a blade held to the little disciple’s neck, the disciple’s eyes were bloodshot and she was clearly scared to death in her heart, yet she still repeatedly used the transmission jade to tell her Master not to come, not to get hurt, to take care of herself, and not to worry about her.

Ran Fanyin  pressed the divine stone she had guarded for many years, then touched her heart which beat almost in sync with the stone—

How could I not go? You contradicting little thing.

How could I possibly bear to leave you behind.

*Short Scene

Ran Fanyin: (Holding up a grape) Little Ning’er, want some? Ning Songwu:

I want some…

Master, please eat. I’m fine.

Ran Fanyin: (Holding up a pastry) What about this, want to eat it? Ning Songwu:

Wuu…can I snatch it…

Master, please eat first. I’ll eat later.

Ran Fanyin: (Taps her forehead) What about this? Ning Songwu: …! I—

Ran Fanyin: (Smiles gently) I won’t give it to you.

Teasing this contradicting little thing is the most interesting thing on a common afternoon. —Note left by Ran Fanyin.

1v1, Sweet Story, Happy Ending (HE)! HE! HE!

My style of cultivation; I type randomly; my private settings are as numerous as mountains.

The writing style is average; no need to inform me if you drop the story.

The protagonist is a growth-type character; everyone in the story is an imperfect character.

There is a main plot and daily life sections, which proceed alternately.

The primary role is the junior partner (the “shou” in danmei), but there is a role-reversal plot.

Only the Master can hear the heart’s voice!