After Redeeming The Beautiful and Tragic Heroine [Transmigration] - Chapter 6

The villainous master definitely had a problem.

Yu Yuan picked up the black cat sleeping by her feet, lightly tapped its head, and whispered, “System, System, run a check: has Immortal Lord Wen Ti been possessed?”

The black cat gave a soft “meow,” stretched luxuriously, and settled motionless in Yu Yuan’s arms.

[System reloading…]

[Host request submitted: Detect if the villain, Immortal Lord Wen Ti, has been possessed.]

[Loading database…]

[Data shows: Immortal Lord Wen Ti has not been possessed by an external entity. Host is informed.]

Yu Yuan: …She hasn’t been possessed?

She still felt something was off; perhaps she was just looking in the wrong direction. But where the right direction lay, she would have to ponder carefully and fill in the missing pieces.

The Immortal Boat sailed at incredible speed. The moment Yu Yuan finished copying the tenth transcript of the Scripture of Clarity and Stillness, the boat landed in an open space outside Sleepless City.

She tidied up the ten scriptures, placed them in the most obvious spot on the writing desk, and got up. She planned to get off the boat quickly before her villainous master returned, hoping to pick up the Female Lead before Wei Haoran did.

Outside the Immortal Boat, people were constantly coming and going. Yu Yuan walked around the boat, glancing left and right, thinking, “The bottom of this Immortal Boat doesn’t look like a place someone could hide.”

She quickly confirmed her suspicion: Xue Qingshu might have used an illusion to disguise herself and blend in among the disciples. In the original novel, Xue Qingshu was severely injured at this point.

Yu Yuan patted the black cat’s head on her shoulder and asked, “Mimi (System), can you smell blood anywhere?”

The black cat gave a “meow,” shook its head, and did not trigger the system.

Yu Yuan stood still, pondering. Finally, she decided on a final course of action. Since the Male and Female Leads’ destined fate was predetermined, she would play the waiting game: she would snatch anyone Wei Haoran tried to pick up. She didn’t believe she couldn’t find the Female Lead that way.

Operating on the principle of better to mistakenly seize a thousand than to let one slip away, the moment Wei Haoran stepped off the Immortal Boat, Yu Yuan followed him closely but not too close, her gaze glued to him. To avoid being discovered by the other sect disciples or her villainous master, Yu Yuan had also deliberately put on her invisibility cloak again.

Wei Haoran walked right behind Xue Qingshu, leading the main group. He glanced at the Immortal Boat, which was nearly out of sight, and tentatively asked Xue Qingshu, “Venerable One, this disciple saw the Young Sect Master with you earlier. Is she not coming with us?”

If Yu Yuan didn’t come, he would have a perfect opportunity to show off in front of Xue Qingshu and earn a chance to enter the inner sect.

Xue Qingshu was well aware of Wei Haoran’s little schemes. She glanced sideways at him but didn’t answer his question directly, instead replying with a cool, detached statement: “Mind your own business.”

Then, her gaze briefly and almost imperceptibly swept across a patch of air behind him before quickly retreating, and she continued toward the City Lord’s Manor.

As for Wei Haoran, that clever person naturally sensed the impatience in Xue Qingshu’s words. So, he very sensibly shut his mouth, resolving to approach the problem from a different angle to leave a good impression on Xue Qingshu.

The long street leading to the City Lord’s Manor was crowded with people. The left side of the street sold pills, talismans, and magical artifacts. So, when the group paused for a rest, most of the disciples flocked inside to purchase things they lacked or desired. The right side had shops selling food and small trinkets, as well as inns and restaurants.

Xue Qingshu and a few other disciples stopped at a simply decorated teahouse. They drank tea, chatted, or simply sat, enjoying a moment of peace.

Wei Haoran sat in a seat separated from Xue Qingshu by only one bench. He drank his tea silently and his eyes were constantly watching for any movement from Xue Qingshu’s side. He was so focused that he didn’t even notice a hand clutching his leg.

It wasn’t until a sharp, miserable voice suddenly rang out directly below his face that he realized someone was lying at his feet.

“Fellow Daoist, save me, please save me…” the person cried.

The person was dressed in rags, small and thin; by its figure, it seemed to be a woman. Wei Haoran glanced at Xue Qingshu, thinking: My chance to show off has arrived.

He reached out, intending to help the person up and display the virtue of “being ready to help others” to Xue Qingshu (who is disguised as Immortal Lord Wen Ti). But the moment his hand touched the person on the ground, a strange, powerful force suddenly slapped his hand away. Immediately after, the person on the ground stood up on their own.

Wei Haoran: ?

The person on the ground: ?

Yu Yuan, wearing the invisibility cloak: ….

She yanked the person up, thinking it was Xue Qingshu, whose appearance was concealed by an illusion. So, she loosened her shoulders, intending to swiftly hoist the person onto her back and take them away.

Who knew that the moment she relaxed her shoulders, the person suddenly seemed to be struck by some demonic spell and inexplicably told Wei Haoran, “You idiot! Telling you to save me and you actually try to! This bro’s legs are fine!”

With that, he actually started doing push-ups right where he stood.

Wei Haoran: …

Yu Yuan: …

So this was a scammer? And a big guy at that!

Yu Yuan squatted down and quietly muttered next to the scammer.

On the other side, Xue Qingshu rose from her bench, walked over to the scammer who was enthusiastically doing push-ups, crossed her arms, and stared down at the empty space beside him.

“You’ve learned your lesson this time. Don’t let yourself be fooled next time,” she said to Yu Yuan with deep meaning.

Yu Yuan looked up at her, assuming Immortal Lord Wen Ti was speaking to Wei Haoran, who was standing nearby. So, she didn’t react. Instead, she lowered her eyes again and continued drawing cursing runes on the scammer, planning to make the fellow unlucky for a few days.

Seeing this, Xue Qingshu couldn’t help but muse inwardly: A’Yuan’s childish nature hasn’t changed one bit in private.

Lost in thought, her gaze gradually shifted to the scammer. The moment their eyes met, her expression instantly turned cold, and her tone became sharp: “Get out now. If you ever come back to this teahouse to swindle people, you won’t leave alive.”

After saying this, she revoked the Truth Spell and Control Charm she had placed on the scammer and cast a Law of Speech Seal. As the seal entered his body, the scammer shivered all over. When he came to his senses, he immediately kowtowed to Xue Qingshu several times, then scrambled and crawled out of the teahouse.

He left behind the two people standing in the teahouse and the invisible Yu Yuan squatting on the ground.

At this moment, Wei Haoran, whose reaction time could circle the globe, finally caught on. He looked at Xue Qingshu, believing that her earlier words of warning to Yu Yuan were directed at him. He was overjoyed. “Venerable One, thank you for your help just now.”

Xue Qingshu: ?

Helped him with what?

She gave Wei Haoran a rather speechless look, then her gaze turned back to the invisible Yu Yuan on the ground.

“When you’re out and about in the future, be careful yourself. Don’t be fooled by these scumbags who look like people.”

Xue Qingshu didn’t care if Yu Yuan realized the words were meant for her. She gave one final instruction before walking over to the teahouse owner to pay for the tea. However, the teahouse owner only accepted half the money, saying the other half was a thank you for helping chase away that hoodlum.

The teahouse farce ended in the blink of an eye. To save trouble, the group wasted no more time and headed straight for the City Lord’s Manor.

Outside the City Lord’s Manor, Xue Qingshu stood before the main gate. Her divine sense swept over the disciples behind her, finally settling on an empty spot of air.

Still trying to hide?

Xue Qingshu’s delicate brows furrowed. Remembering the hidden dangers lurking within the City Lord’s Manor, she felt it would be safer to have Yu Yuan by her side. So, her hand, hidden inside her sleeve, silently snapped her fingers.

The next moment, Yu Yuan, standing at the very back of the crowd, was once again stripped of her invisibility cloak by that “evil wind” she had encountered on the Immortal Boat.

Yu Yuan: …

She watched as heads one by one turned in her direction, frozen in place.

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