I Quit Being This Female Lead (GL) - Chapter 62

Holding the rusty ‘Demon Subduing Pestle,’ Mang Ke and Xun Fangyun left the cave. They passed through a forest filled with white mist and finally saw a decent-looking town.

Mang Ke found an inn, paid for a room with the little money she had, and ordered a table of food.

“Let’s rest here for now.” Mang Ke removed the hood covering Xun Fangyun’s eyebrows and eyes. Looking at the large and small scars on her face, she couldn’t help but say, “We have to figure out a way to repair the wounds on your face.”

As she spoke, Mang Ke reached out to gently touch the scars on Xun Fangyun’s face. The wounds looked old, with flesh turned outward, leaving a long gash on her left cheek, while smaller scars were scattered across her brow and jawline.

“I wonder who laid such a heavy hand; they look so painful.”

Mang Ke sighed softly, “I don’t know if human medicine will work on you.”

Xun Fangyun reached out and covered Mang Ke’s hand, tilting her face as she said, “I actually just remembered. The Demon Race seems to have a restorative method of ‘harvesting essence and absorbing Yang’. Shall we try it tonight?”

Mang Ke looked at her in confusion. “Why not use a repair method if there is one? All the way here, a lot of people were staring at us.”

Upon hearing this, Xun Fangyun couldn’t help but curve her lips into a smile. “I only just thought of it.”

With that, she reached out and pulled Mang Ke into her arms, whispering in her ear, “Give it a try. What if it works?”

Mang Ke felt Xun Fangyun holding her very closely. Combined with the late hour and their location in an inn, her face flushed. She tried to push Xun Fangyun away but found she couldn’t move her. She could only whisper, “Stop messing around. Ancient inns aren’t soundproof.”

“Shouldn’t that be up to me?” Xun Fangyun reached out and lifted the hem of Mang Ke’s clothing, slipping her cold hand inside. “As long as you keep your voice down, it should be fine.”

The night was deep. Heavy snowflakes drifted outside the inn, whispering under the cover of darkness as if concealing some secret.

Inside the inn, Mang Ke sat on Xun Fangyun’s lap, clutching her shoulders and moaning softly, daring not to make a sound.

“Your—your hands are so cold…” Mang Ke complained, gripping her shoulders.

“It’s probably a matter of constitution,” Xun Fangyun chuckled. “You, on the other hand, are so warm and comfortable.”

Mang Ke: “!!!”

What a hooligan!

After being utterly exhausted on the bed, Mang Ke curled up and wrapped herself in the quilt, the thick cotton blanket cocooning her like a caterpillar.

Xun Fangyun felt much better after the ‘demonic supplement,’ and she didn’t feel cold even in her single layer of thin black robes.

She reached out, pulled Mang Ke—quilt and all—into her embrace, and kissed her forehead.

Mang Ke let out a sleepy moan but didn’t open her eyes.

Breathing in the clear, crisp air, Xun Fangyun felt even more energized.

The next morning, when Mang Ke woke up, she felt like she couldn’t breathe. She opened her eyes dazedly and saw Xun Fangyun’s face right in front of her.

No matter how many scenarios changed, waking up to see Xun Fangyun’s profile still filled her with satisfaction.

“Mmmph—”

Mang Ke rubbed against Xun Fangyun’s shoulder like a small, affectionate cat.

“Awake?”

Unexpectedly, a cool, clear voice sounded in her ear. Mang Ke looked up at her and realized that Xun Fangyun didn’t look like she had just woken up; she seemed very energetic.

“Why are you awake so early?” Mang Ke asked, somewhat surprised. “How long have you been awake?”

“I didn’t sleep.”

Xun Fangyun turned on her side and stroked Mang Ke’s cheek. “I don’t seem to need to sleep. I feel more energetic after basking in the moonlight at night.”

Mang Ke: “…”

What kind of miraculous setting is this?

However, not needing to sleep at night seems like it could save a lot of time, giving one twice the time for studying and recreation as ordinary people. It sounded quite enviable.

Suddenly, Mang Ke noticed that the wounds on Xun Fangyun’s face from yesterday had healed somewhat; the tiny scars on her forehead and jawline were gone.

Swoosh—

Mang Ke flipped the quilt and pinned Xun Fangyun onto the bed.

“I want to check inside your clothes too!” Mang Ke said excitedly.

Xun Fangyun was a rare sight, blushing slightly. She held Mang Ke’s waist and said, “Didn’t you see last night? Why look again?”

“That’s different. I want to see if you’re healed.”

“Slow down; don’t tear my clothes…”

“Wow, it really has healed, but this part is still so big.”

“I have something even bigger. Look at this.”

“Ooh~~”

At this moment, the waiter who was about to knock on the door to deliver hot water to the room instantly froze. It seemed the guests were still very busy, and he’d better not disturb them yet.

An hour later, Mang Ke went downstairs to the front desk, stood on her tiptoes, and asked the waiter, “Do you sell ready-made clothes around here?”

The waiter who had delivered the water thought for a moment and said, “Turn left out the door and walk a hundred meters, and you’ll see a cloth shop and a ready-made clothes store. Guests can go have a look there.”

“Okay.” Mang Ke calculated the silver in her possession, then asked, “Are the clothes there expensive?”

The waiter smiled. “That’s the best clothes shop in our town. They have all kinds of clothing, I guarantee you’ll be satisfied!”

Mang Ke: “Haha… Is that so? Then I understand.”

In other words, it’s going to be very expensive, right?

Weighing her nearly empty purse, Mang Ke felt that this world was truly unfriendly.

Leaving the inn, Mang Ke followed the waiter’s directions toward the clothes shop. Thankfully, the journey wasn’t far; a short walk led her to the textile street.

She walked into a shop, and no one immediately greeted her. She was happy for the peace; her biggest fear was being hounded by questions like, “Do you want to see this?” or “Do you want to see that?” the moment she stepped into a clothing store.

Perhaps because the shop was small, the only clerk was at the counter chatting with a customer while packing their purchase.

Mang Ke spotted a set: a dark blue long skirt, a crimson-red vest, and a pale moon-white long-sleeved shirt—it looked quite gentle. Mang Ke mused that Xun Fangyun would definitely look beautiful wearing it.

Reaching out, Mang Ke touched the fabric, which felt decent. She turned and asked, “Excuse me, how much is this outfit?”

However, the shop clerk seemed not to have heard Mang Ke and continued chatting with the customer.

Stepping closer, Mang Ke managed to catch their conversation.

“I heard the Emperor’s army will be here soon. They’ve already started setting up camp outside the town.”

“I’ve heard they were coming for a while, but I didn’t think it would be so fast.”

“I know! We’re a poor, remote place. Where are the Demon Race people they’re looking for?”

“The Heavenly Master said that the Demon Lord is trapped in the west, and there’s a lot of other messy talk I don’t understand, but they’re focusing on the towns around here.”

“Speaking of which, I heard a team of soldiers went to Longevity Village a few days ago.”

“And then?”

“Then there was a demon sighting! I heard they found over a dozen demons in the bamboo forest of Longevity Village. What a terrifying thing in the middle of an ordinary life.”

“It is, it is…”

After chatting for a while, the shop clerk noticed Mang Ke standing nearby, staring intently at them. The clerk then greeted her, “What outfit are you interested in, miss?”

Mang Ke thought for a moment and pointed to the dark blue long skirt she had seen. “That one. How much does it cost?”

“That one is 1 gold coin.”

“…Excuse me for intruding.”

Mang Ke turned to leave immediately. Seeing that Mang Ke didn’t even haggle, the clerk quickly said, “How much can you afford, miss? Our small shop just opened today, and we’re willing to make a trade just to be friends.”

Hearing this, Mang Ke turned back to look at the outfit. She truly felt Xun Fangyun would look good in it. She felt her pocket, took out all the loose silver inside, and laid it out on her palm. “I only have this much. Is it enough?”

“This…” The person pondered for a moment. “It really is too little. The craftsmanship and material for this outfit are top-notch!”

Mang Ke: “I know, but this is all the money I have.”

Clerk: “…Can you add a little more?”

Mang Ke: “I genuinely don’t have any more money.”

Clerk: “…”

Carrying the packaged clothes, Mang Ke walked out of the store feeling content. She couldn’t believe the shop clerk was so accommodating; despite agonizing over it for a long time, she still sold her the outfit.

Mang Ke was delighted with the new clothes as she walked back, but she wondered, what about the days ahead?

Xun Fangyun has the ‘cheat code’ setting of not needing to eat, drink, or sleep, but Mang Ke is still a human. She needed to find a way to earn some money, or she wouldn’t even have the travel fare to return to her sect.

Just then, Mang Ke saw a pawnshop not far from the clothes store.

She remembered she still had that rusty ‘Demon Subduing Pestle.’ She wondered if she could sell it. Regardless, she decided to go in and ask.

The welcome at the pawnshop was much better than at the clothes store. The clerk came up and asked, “Miss, are you here to pawn jewelry?”

“No,” Mang Ke stopped him with a gesture. “Can you pawn weapons here?”

The clerk subconsciously glanced at the sword at Mang Ke’s waist. Although it looked ordinary, the materials used were of high quality. For a cultivation sect, poor weapons meant deadly danger.

“Of course, we can pawn them!” the clerk said happily. “May I ask what you wish to pawn?”

“This one.”

Mang Ke presented the heavily rusted ‘Demon Subduing Pestle’ to the clerk.

Clerk: “…”

Meanwhile.

At the inn, Xun Fangyun, still wearing her ragged black robes, came down from upstairs. She saw the clerk at the counter and asked, “Hello, have you seen the young lady who was with me?”

The waiter looked at Xun Fangyun, who was wearing a hood, and remembered the commotion the two of them had made in the room early this morning. He couldn’t help but smile. “That guest went to the clothes shop. She left a while ago.”

“I see.” Xun Fangyun thought of Mang Ke picking out clothes for her while complaining about her current outfit. The thought filled her heart with sweetness, and she couldn’t help but smile. “Which direction did she go?”

“That way,” the waiter pointed for her.

Xun Fangyun turned to look in the direction indicated, and she saw a figure in green walking through the inn door. The two made eye contact and both stopped.

Xuan Ji looked at the woman in black with a hood and instinctively grasped the sword in her hand—

Why would a member of the Demon Race be in a busy town?!