I Reloaded the Save File! [Transmigration] - Chapter 20

After taking the pill, Mo Xiao’s injuries healed quickly, and she was able to get out of bed and move around normally the next day.

Upon hearing that Mo Xiao had woken up, the Sect Master of the Wendao Sect immediately put down his affairs, changed his clothes, and personally came to Mo Xiao’s cave dwelling to visit her.

“Sect Master,” Mo Xiao bowed with cupped hands. Now that she was in the Nascent Soul Stage, she did not need to perform a full formal bow to the sect’s high-ranking members.

“Yun Mu, now that you are in the Nascent Soul Stage, are you interested in becoming an Elder of the Sword Pavilion?” The Sect Master’s expression was very gentle. Coupled with the white everyday robes he wore, which softened his inherent dignity, he looked like a kindly elder.

Mo Xiao hesitated. “Sect Master, I am not very knowledgeable about the sect’s general affairs, and I fear I may not be suited for the position of Elder.”

“No matter. You just need to hold the title and accept one or two ordinary missions a year,” the Sect Master stroked his beard, smiling. “Yun Mu, as an Elder, all areas within the Sword Pavilion will be open to you. You will also be able to visit the top floor of the Library Pavilion to view the sword art secret manuals and unique copies stored there.”

“The top floor will also be open to me?” Mo Xiao was somewhat surprised. The top floor of the Library Pavilion was usually only accessible to Soul Transformation Stage Sword Cultivators. Why was the Sect Master willing to make an exception for her today?

“Yes. If I was not mistaken before, you must have comprehended the complete Sword Intent, haven’t you?” the Sect Master asked.

Mo Xiao nodded. She had already used her Sword Intent while resisting the lightning tribulation, so there was no need to hide it.

“Exactly. If an Elder of the Sword Pavilion cultivates Sword Intent, they can be granted exceptional access to the Library Pavilion,” the Sect Master was very satisfied with Mo Xiao’s answer. “What is your intention?”

To be honest, she didn’t care much about resources, but the sword techniques on the top floor of the Library Pavilion tempted her somewhat. She had spent a lot of time in the Library Pavilion in her past life. Although she had comprehended many sword techniques, the quantity was still less than one-tenth of the total collection.

“Senior Sister,” Just as Mo Xiao was hesitating, Zuo Wuyi entered from the doorway. Seeing the Sect Master also present, she performed a disciple’s bow. “This disciple greets the Sect Master.”

After bowing, Zuo Wuyi stood directly beside Mo Xiao, secretly tugging at her sleeve and, under the cover of the cuff, slipping a hard candy she had concocted into Mo Xiao’s palm.

“It’s Wuyi,” The Sect Master remembered the events of a few days ago the moment he saw Zuo Wuyi. His expression shifted upon seeing their interaction, finally settling into one of guilt. “What happened the other day was due to my lack of foresight. I apologize.”

“The Sect Master jokes. You made no mistake. It was merely Martial Uncle Xuan Min’s unusual temper,” Zuo Wuyi said politely, appearing extremely sensible.

“You think carefully about this matter for a few days, Yun Mu. If you are interested, you can come to me anytime,” the Sect Master said, stroking his beard, his gaze passing over the adjacent sleeves of the two. “I still have some matters to attend to, so I won’t stay long.”

“Thank you for your trouble, Sect Master,” Mo Xiao said, seeing the Sect Master out of her cave dwelling before turning back.

Opening her hand, Mo Xiao looked at the hard candy wrapped in paper in her palm. She opened it curiously and popped the candy into her mouth.

It was sweet, slightly sour, and tasted somewhat like peach.

“What was that matter the Sect Master mentioned just now?” Mo Xiao asked, rolling the candy around in her mouth with her tongue.

“Nothing, just a farce staged by Xuan Min,” Zuo Wuyi said, briefly recounting the sequence of events. “In the end, Revered Master left in anger. The Sect Master probably realized that what he did was inappropriate, which is why he said those things.”

Mo Xiao frowned. “Xuan Min proactively said that?” In her memory, Xuan Min should not be so petty. Could it be that his inability to take Wuyi as a disciple had a significant impact on him?

“He probably felt I disgraced him by refusing to take him as my master before, so he wanted to save face,” Zuo Wuyi said, curling her lip in disdain.

Xuan Min was an arrogant man, acting wantonly because of his talent and cultivation. She had suffered a lot because of him in her previous life. Now that he had been suppressed by her Revered Master, he was probably already holding a grudge. She wanted to see if his so-called tribulation could still pass smoothly without her.

“When your cultivation reaches a higher level, I’ll take you out to travel,” Mo Xiao remembered her mission. She had to prevent a conflict from arising between Xuan Min and Zuo Wuyi.

“That sounds great,” Zuo Wuyi agreed immediately. “But Revered Master said I’m only allowed to travel far once I reach the Nascent Soul Stage.”

“Why?” Mo Xiao was puzzled.

Zuo Wuyi rubbed her nose. “Mo Xiao, what cultivation level do you see me at now?”

Mo Xiao’s gaze stopped on Zuo Wuyi, and an expression of surprise surfaced in her eyes. “Early Foundation Establishment… no, perfected Foundation Establishment?”

“You can tell?” Zuo Wuyi’s surprise was no less than Mo Xiao’s. “Has the artifact concealing my aura malfunctioned?”

“…No. It’s an issue with my cultivation method.” Mo Xiao’s spiritual sense was at the half-step Ascension realm. Even if her own cultivation level hadn’t caught up, her perception was at the Great Vehicle Stage.

Zuo Wuyi breathed a sigh of relief. “That’s good. It would be troublesome if the artifact malfunctioned.”

Mo Xiao originally wanted to ask Zuo Wuyi if she had taken some shortcut, but remembering that the other party had also restarted, just like herself, she suppressed the question.

“If there are any problems with your body, tell me early, and we’ll solve them together,” Mo Xiao said after a moment of silence.

Zuo Wuyi nodded. “Oh right, Revered Master seemed to have something to talk to you about. She wants you to go see her.”

“Alright,” Mo Xiao bit the candy in her mouth, crushing it with a crunch, and quickly swallowed it. “If possible, don’t get too close to Xuan Min.”

After saying this, Mo Xiao felt her statement was ambiguous, so she added before leaving, “Of course, if he proactively provokes you, you don’t have to endure it. Just tell me directly.”

“Then you’ll stand by me?” Zuo Wuyi asked.

Mo Xiao did not directly answer Zuo Wuyi, but only gave her a look, letting Zuo Wuyi understand for herself.

“I knew it. I am the one you care about the most.” Zuo Wuyi instantly understood Mo Xiao’s meaning and couldn’t help but rush forward and embrace Mo Xiao. “You must keep your word! If I ever clash with Xuan Min, you must stand by me no matter what.”

“Alright, I promise you,” Mo Xiao agreed without hesitation.

Zuo Wuyi: “No regrets?”

Mo Xiao nodded. “I won’t regret something I promised you.”

After lingering on Mo Xiao for a moment, Zuo Wuyi reluctantly released her embrace, standing in place to watch Mo Xiao fly away on her sword.

“Mo Xiao, you promised me yourself. When I enter the demonic path, you must remember today’s promise,” Zuo Wuyi whispered softly, staring down at her palm.

“You must remember.”