I Quit Being This Female Lead (GL) - Chapter 70

Xuan Ji stood with her hands clasped behind her back. The sword in her hand, enveloped by the moonlight, was exceptionally dazzling and carried an unstoppable killing intent.

She glanced at Xun Fangyun, her brow immediately furrowing in a deep frown.

“You won’t even spare a child!” Xuan Ji pointed her sword at Xun Fangyun with a cold face. “How many more people do you intend to harm!”

Xun Fangyun: “…”

Why is this person so persistent, showing up everywhere I go?

Recalling the warning she gave Xuan Ji at the inn last time, Xun Fangyun felt that leaving her alone would likely cause great trouble in the future.

She reached out to cover Mang Ke’s eyes and said, “Close your eyes first… !!!”

Mang Ke bit Xun Fangyun’s hand with a sharp crunch and said angrily, “What are you doing to my Senior Sister!”

Xun Fangyun froze. “What did you call her?”

“She is my Senior Sister!” Mang Ke gripped Xun Fangyun’s sideburns. “Why do the two of you know each other!”

Instantly, Mang Ke’s mind conjured up a dramatic, melodramatic series of events. She was so angry she was nearly crying. “Did you go behind my back and find another woman!”

Xun Fangyun: “I did not. You are thinking too much.”

She was trying to avoid trouble; where would she find the time to go looking for other women?

Moreover, the woman in front of her was even more heroic than herself. She didn’t like this type.

As she spoke, Xuan Ji raised her sword and quickly rushed in front of the two of them. Just as she was about to strike, Mang Ke poked her head out and yelled, “Senior Sister! It’s Little Ke!”

Xuan Ji froze at the sound, stopping seven or eight steps away from Xun Fangyun and Mang Ke.

Mang Ke revealed her tiny head. Her two small buns bobbed around her ears. She held out her small, short arms and said to Xuan Ji, “Senior Sister, don’t you recognize me? I may have shrunk, but I still look the same as before!”

Xuan Ji examined the figure carefully and realized that this jade-like little child really did bear a striking resemblance to her Junior Sister, practically a miniature Mang Ke.

“Junior Sister, you…”

Xuan Ji raised her sword, her hair standing on end with fury. “This demon must have done something to you! Don’t be afraid, Senior Sister is here to rescue you!”

Mang Ke: “???”

Xun Fangyun: “…”

After two or three exchanges, Xuan Ji was crouched on the ground, holding her head. Her broken Cold Light Sword lay by her feet.

Xuan Ji gritted her teeth and said, “You person! Are you destined to quarrel with my sword!”

Seeing that Xuan Ji seemed injured, Mang Ke struggled out of Xun Fangyun’s arms and hopped down. She ran with tiny steps to Xuan Ji, looked her over, and asked worriedly, “Senior Sister, are you alright?”

Xuan Ji stared at Mang Ke’s amber eyes for a long time. She then tentatively reached out a hand and pinched Mang Ke’s cheek.

So soft—

Mang Ke puffed out her cheeks and said unhappily, “Senior Sister, it hurts…”

Xuan Ji’s eyes shone. She pulled Mang Ke closer, looking at her pale yellow dress and obedient buns. She quickly asked, “Little Junior Sister, how did you end up looking like this after being gone for only a few days?”

“It’s a long story.” Mang Ke recounted everything truthfully to Xuan Ji, from falling off the cliff in Longevity Village to entering the Ghost Market and finally emerging.

After listening to Mang Ke’s story, Xuan Ji couldn’t help but glance at Xun Fangyun and said doubtfully, “Is this demon really so kind as to take care of you?”

Mang Ke nodded. “Yun-Yun is a very nice person.”

Xuan Ji: “I don’t see it.”

However, noticing that Xun Fangyun was indeed standing obediently in place, waiting for them to talk, Xuan Ji began to believe that the demon might not be malicious after all.

Plus, at the inn, she had the chance to kill her but let her go. Thinking about it, she wasn’t entirely a bad person.

“Regardless, now that you’ve found me, you shouldn’t stay with her any longer,” Xuan Ji told Mang Ke. “Smell yourself—you reek of the Demon Race. If Master and Grandmaster found out, they would be absolutely furious.”

Mang Ke pouted miserably. She pointed to herself and said, “Senior Sister, I want to change back to my original appearance.”

Xuan Ji pondered for a moment before saying, “Although my spiritual energy is of the same lineage as yours, I don’t know how to handle this situation. Let’s go back to the sect first. Master and Grandmaster must have been worried sick during the month you were missing.”

With that, she stood up and picked Mang Ke up in her arms.

“This…” Xuan Ji hesitated, unsure how to address the demon before her. After thinking for a moment, she finally said, “Thank you for taking care of my Junior Sister for so long. She has a physical problem now, and I must take her back to the sect. If there is an opportunity in the future, Xuan Ji will invite you as a guest.”

“No need for the future,” Xun Fangyun said. “The present is fine.”

Xuan Ji: “…We need to return to the sect overnight right now.”

Xun Fangyun said calmly, “I will go with you.”

Xuan Ji: “???”

I’m going back to the sect with my Junior Sister, why do you feel you have the right to come along?

“Yun-Yun~” Mang Ke reached out for a hug, but Xuan Ji quickly pulled her close and tucked her into her embrace.

Xun Fangyun: “…”

What should I do if my wife’s family doesn’t seem to like me?

Xuan Ji still maintained her aloof expression, pushing people away. She said to Xun Fangyun, “I apologize, but my sect’s disciples are all immortal cultivators. Your presence would be inappropriate. You and Junior Sister should part ways now and pretend you never met.”

Xun Fangyun paused, then spoke. “The Junior Sister you speak of is now my wife.”

Xuan Ji: “??!!”

Xun Fangyun smiled smugly. “Hello, Senior Sister. We are family now.”

Xuan Ji: “!!!!”

Who wants to be family with a demon!!!

Xuan Ji walked forward, carrying the child, with a demon following unhurriedly behind her.

The demon followed without speaking, seemingly trying to hide herself. However, anyone with even a slight trace of spiritual root could sense the powerful miasma emanating from her.

Earlier, she claimed that she and Mang Ke were betrothed in private, and Mang Ke had meekly nodded. But Xuan Ji refused to acknowledge it.

How could her Little Junior Sister possibly be with a demon?

It must be that person used some evil magic to confuse her Junior Sister’s mind. Once they returned to the sect and dispelled the spell, her Junior Sister would be her normal self again.

The further west they walked, the deeper the moonlight became. By the time they reached the village at the foot of the sect mountain, the sky was already showing the white belly of dawn.

“Miss Demon Race,” Xuan Ji said, turning to look at her while holding Mang Ke. “You’ve been following us all night. Isn’t it time to stop?”

Mang Ke was tired and sleeping in Xuan Ji’s arms, completely unaware of their conversation.

Xun Fangyun stood with her back to the rising sun, looking at the sleeping Mang Ke with a slight longing. If it weren’t for this Senior Sister Xuan Ji, she would be the one holding Mang Ke right now.

She felt a touch of jealousy, but she had to prioritize Mang Ke’s well-being. She needed to accompany them back to the sect to solve the current problem.

“I broke your weapon. There are many demons and monsters along the way. I’m concerned about danger.”

Xuan Ji paused, then said, “Thank you for your concern, Miss, but we are almost at the sect. You can turn back now.”

Xun Fangyun pursed her lips. “I will ascend the mountain with you.”

“Don’t even think about it!”

Xuan Ji said sharply, “I don’t care what your relationship with Mang Ke was before, but now that we are at the foot of the mountain gate, you cannot take another step forward. Otherwise, my entire sect will treat you as an enemy.”

Xun Fangyun folded her arms, unfazed. “I am not afraid of that.”

“I know you are not afraid,” Xuan Ji said. “Your spiritual power is vast like mountains and oceans. Trying to kill you would require sacrificing centuries of our sect’s foundation.”

“But no matter who wins or loses, Mang Ke will be saddened.”

Xuan Ji hugged the small, pale yellow figure in her arms and said to Xun Fangyun, “I will take Junior Sister back to the sect. If she recovers her body and mind, determines that you didn’t curse her, and is still willing to be with you, I will not interfere.”

Xun Fangyun: “…”

Xuan Ji continued, “Junior Sister has her own mind. If she truly loves you, she will naturally seek you out once she is well. For the peace of the human world, I hope you will not follow us any further.”

Xun Fangyun: “…I understand.”

She reached out her hand, and a small, faintly blue butterfly formed at her fingertip, fluttering its wings. It then spiraled down and landed on Mang Ke’s head.

“This is…”

“That is a Prayer Butterfly,” Xun Fangyun said. “It will monitor your every move for me. If Mang Ke wakes up and wishes to find me, I can naturally speak with her through this butterfly.”

Xuan Ji looked at the quiet, faintly blue butterfly resting on Mang Ke’s hair. She knew this item was from the Immortal Realm, likely bought in the Ghost Market, and would not cause Mang Ke any harm.

“I understand,” Xuan Ji said to Xun Fangyun. “Then we shall part ways here. I hope our next meeting does not require drawn swords.”

Xun Fangyun: “…I hope so too.”

Watching Xuan Ji cross the bridge with Mang Ke, Xun Fangyun saw that the sky was fully bright. With a wave of her hand, she transformed into a wisp of clear wind and vanished.

Xuan Ji looked back several times and, finding that the person truly hadn’t followed, finally felt relieved. She looked down at the sleeping Mang Ke and murmured to herself, “Little girl, do you have any idea who you’ve gotten involved with?”

Before Xuan Ji could finish her thoughts, she heard the clatter of iron and the sound of synchronized footsteps on the stone pavement.

Following the sound, Xuan Ji saw a line of soldiers in armor, carrying long spears, rounding the street corner. All the surrounding shops were tightly closed, not a single one open for business.

Xuan Ji was puzzled. Although it was still early, the absence of even the breakfast stalls seemed strange.

The lead officer, walking toward her, saw Xuan Ji holding a child and blocked her path.

“What are you doing?”

Xuan Ji looked up at the man and said calmly, “Returning home to visit family. Is there a problem, Officer?”

The officer scrutinized Xuan Ji, confirming that she carried no weapons and was holding a child, making her seem genuinely harmless. He said in displeasure, “This town is currently closed to outsiders. Go back the way you came. Do you hear me!”

Xuan Ji was confused. “Why?”

“Why?” The man sneered. “There is no why. Get lost!”

Xuan Ji frowned. She subconsciously glanced at the badge on the officer’s waist and saw the character  clearly engraved on it.

This is… the Imperial Guard?