I Reloaded the Save File! [Transmigration] - Chapter 45

Yun Yu’s silence was very brief, lasting about three breaths. Then, she spoke, “Master, I heard that you seemed rather displeased when you left the City Lord’s manor. Did something happen?”

Xuan Shuang’s fingers moved slightly. She then pretended nothing had happened, picked up the teapot on the table, and poured the cups to about seventy percent full.

“No, I was just discussing some matters with the City Lord,” Xuan Shuang said. “The cultivators who have lost their minds are quite difficult to handle. I need to invite an Elder from the Pill Pavilion to come and take a look.”

“Is it very thorny?” Yun Yu frowned. “Have the doctors and healing cultivators in the city been unable to find a solution?”

Xuan Shuang hesitated for a moment. “I can’t say there’s absolutely no solution, but it’s just that…”

“The solution is not humane?” Yun Yu guessed. If it were merely a problem with medicinal ingredients, Master shouldn’t show that expression. If it were simply an absence of any method, Master wouldn’t struggle to speak.

“It’s not exactly that, it’s just overly time-consuming and laborious.” Xuan Shuang had no intention of telling Yun Yu about the method proposed by Xuan Min, because she knew that as soon as she mentioned it, Yun Yu would stick to her side closely, never giving her a chance to act on her own.

But Yun Yu was not so easily fooled; she had been with Xuan Shuang for over a hundred years. Truthfully, Yun Yu might understand Xuan Shuang better than Xuan Shuang understood herself. Furthermore, Xuan Shuang was not someone adept at hiding her emotions, and Yun Yu instantly saw through her.

“Master, you do not wish for us to put ourselves in danger. Likewise, I… and the Junior Sisters, do not wish for anything to happen to you,” Yun Yu said. “What’s more, Junior Sister is so mischievous. If anything were to happen to you, there would be no one to clean up her messes.”

“Master, you know that Junior Sister’s personality makes her prone to causing trouble, and I might not be able to fully protect her.” To spur Xuan Shuang into action, Yun Yu had no qualms about tossing the blame onto Zuo Wuyi.

Yun Yu’s words immediately caused Xuan Shuang to waver. She could disregard being temporarily eroded by Demonic Qi or even losing some of her cultivation, but she could not allow her disciples to be endangered.

Especially her youngest disciple—with such excellent talent, any mishap would not only be a loss to the Asking Dao Sect but also to the entire cultivation world.

So I was right, Yun Yu thought, slowly exhaling after seeing the hesitation on her Master’s face. “Master, from today until the day you return to the sect, I will follow you.”

“There’s no need. I have a sense of propriety,” Xuan Shuang subconsciously refused.

“But Master, I am very afraid, and I need you to protect me,” Yun Yu said in all earnestness. “I worry that the demon race will return in force. If I don’t stay with you, you might not even know when I’m murdered by a demon.”

“I’m here. I won’t let that happen,” Xuan Shuang frowned slightly. “The defending troops of Nanfeng City are not just for show; it’s not that easy for the demon race to sneak in.”

“But what if a very powerful demon comes?” Yun Yu’s expression softened. She recalled how her Junior Sister looked when she played the victim, and she tried hard to imitate her, looking at her Master with pleading eyes.

“Didn’t we fail to completely eliminate Chong Huai earlier? What if he runs back to the demon realm to report and invites a powerful Spirit Transformation stage demon to deal with us?” Yun Yu said, trying to make her eyes turn red.

Is Yun Yu about to cry? Xuan Shuang felt a momentary panic. She hadn’t ever seen her Eldest Disciple show such a vulnerable expression.

“Don’t cry…” Xuan Shuang didn’t know how to comfort Yun Yu. After all, Yun Yu had always been the image of a mature and steady Eldest Disciple to her, not like today, with red eyes, telling her she was afraid and begging her for protection.

“Master, I’m not crying.” This was also Yun Yu’s first time pretending to be pitiful. She felt extremely embarrassed at first, but upon seeing Xuan Shuang’s flustered reaction and softening attitude, she instantly lost all burden.

I don’t care if I lose face! As long as I can successfully stay, this face can be discarded!

Yun Yu sniffled, trying hard to pull back the few tears she had managed to well up. “I lost my composure just now. If Master has things to attend to, I won’t bother you any further.”

Playing hard to get; this way, Master will think of me as an even more obedient, pitiful, and helpless disciple.

“Yun Yu…” Xuan Shuang began. She wanted to say something, but didn’t know what was appropriate. After struggling for a while, she could only bite the bullet and say, “If you’re afraid, then stay here for now. My room is large enough for two people to cultivate.”

“Will that not disturb Master’s cultivation?” Yun Yu asked, the redness around her eyes still present.

“It’s fine. You… stay.” Xuan Shuang sighed inwardly. Why does it feel like I’ve fallen into a trap? It must be my imagination, right?

“Then, Master, can I be closer to you?” Yun Yu said, lowering her head. “Master, I miss when I was little. Back then, Master was still willing to sleep in the same bed with me, unlike now…”

Yun Yu was not exactly a child when she became Xuan Shuang’s disciple, and she clearly remembered the details of certain things.

Whether it was the two of them sleeping in the same bed or the rare times they bathed together in the spiritual spring, she kept them firmly in mind, pulling them out to reminisce whenever she felt lonely.

Sleeping together? Xuan Shuang inevitably thought of what Yun Yu had said to her before, and she started to hesitate again.

“Master, is it not possible?” Yun Yu still kept her head down, her voice trembling slightly. “Of course. Now Master is no longer my Master alone, and Master has more than just me as a disciple.”

Xuan Shuang was inherently unable to stand seeing someone feign helplessness, especially when that person was Yun Yu. She was torn and wavering internally. One moment, she considered Yun Yu had some inappropriate ideas about her and thought of keeping her distance.

But the next moment, she would think that Yun Yu was practically raised by her. If she didn’t have her permission, Yun Yu wouldn’t dare act recklessly. Not to mention the great disparity in their cultivation; even if Yun Yu wanted to do something, she could completely stop her.

Yun Yu stopped speaking after this. Saying too much would lose its effectiveness. She had done everything she could; now, she just had to quietly wait for the result.

The room fell into a long silence. Neither Yun Yu nor Xuan Shuang spoke. However, Yun Yu was not worried at all, because she knew that the longer her Master hesitated, the greater the possibility that she would agree.

After an unknown period, Xuan Shuang’s sigh sounded in the room, “If you want to be together, then be together. Do as you wish.”

“Master,” Yun Yu looked up, her face full of emotion, and her heart was ecstatic.

Three days after the beast tide was quelled, Qiu Wu felt there was no more danger in the city. She took her wallet and went out to the commercial district to shop for strange materials, wanting to research a small item that could quickly identify Demonic Qi.

When Yun He heard Qiu Wu’s plan, she expressed her full support and instantly became Qiu Wu’s little shadow, following her wherever she went.

The four of them had their destinations, which left Mo Xiao and Zuo Wuyi. Although they had moved to a better inn with spare rooms, the two still lived together, and no one found it strange.

“Mo Xiao, why are you cultivating again?” Zuo Wuyi leaned lazily on the chair, bored as she watched Mo Xiao study sword moves. “Can’t you keep me company and talk for a bit?”

“What do you want to talk about?” Mo Xiao asked, but her gaze still didn’t leave the jade slip. Her current cultivation was still too low. If Xuan Min genuinely tried to act against Zuo Wuyi, she could only take her and run.

“I don’t want to talk about anything specific, I just want to chat with you.” Zuo Wuyi leaned back for a while and felt her back stiffen, so she tilted her body forward and lay on the table.

“Am I not chatting with you right now?” Mo Xiao said, finally looking away from the jade slip. “If you’re bored, I can teach you a sword move.”

“No thanks,” Zuo Wuyi refused.

“Then what do you want to do?” Mo Xiao put away the jade slip and sat in the chair next to Zuo Wuyi.

Zuo Wuyi puffed out her cheeks. “Mo Xiao, what did we do when we had free time before?”

Before? Mo Xiao thought back. Before, after they graduated, they were separated for a period. After Zuo Wuyi returned to the country, she basically ran to the research institute every day, and Zuo Wuyi stayed in the company every day. The times they were both free were very rare.

On the rare occasions when they were both free, the first thing they would do seemed to be… letting loose, and after both of them were utterly exhausted, they would go to the bathroom to shower. Then, they would wear comfortable clothes and lie on the bed or sofa to watch a movie?

But this should be a world leaning towards the ancient times; there are no movies.

“Do you want to watch a play? I think there’s a theater in the city,” Mo Xiao made a serious comparison and then offered a suggestion. “Or, should we go find a secret realm to explore?”

“Watch a play?” Zuo Wuyi’s eyebrows nearly tied themselves in a knot. “Isn’t watching a play boring?”

“Isn’t watching a play similar to watching a movie?” Mo Xiao didn’t quite understand. “Or, should I take you to see an acrobatic show?”

“Then why don’t you just take me farming? At least that way, I can experience life!” Zuo Wuyi couldn’t help but retort. Did Mo Xiao not get my meaning at all?

Mo Xiao seriously considered it, then said, “It’s the harvest season right now. You can only reap, not sow.”

“…” Zuo Wuyi was speechless. “Forget it, pretend I didn’t say anything.”

With that, Zuo Wuyi intended to stand up and walk around outside. Then, she realized her hand was being held. Following the line of her arm, she met Mo Xiao’s eyes once again.

“What?” Zuo Wuyi asked.

“Wherever you want to go, I’ll go with you,” Mo Xiao said. Although she didn’t know why, she could sense that Zuo Wuyi wasn’t in a very good mood. Could her period be starting?

Mo Xiao fell into a brief thought. Although the process of introducing Qi into the body could eliminate the trouble of menstruation, physiologically speaking, some bodily functions were still carried out, and the influence on emotions should still be present.

“Now you know to keep me company?” Zuo Wuyi lightly snorted, the dissatisfaction in her heart decreasing somewhat. “I want to eat something. I want to eat cream cake.”

“Then should we go buy the ingredients and make it ourselves?” Hearing Zuo Wuyi’s words, Mo Xiao was certain. Craving sweets, wanting to stick close to her, and having an oddly fickle temper—this was definitely menstrual Zuo Wuyi.

Typically, during these few days, Mo Xiao would accommodate Zuo Wuyi to prevent her from feeling unwell physically and emotionally.

“You’ll make it for me?” Zuo Wuyi asked. In her memory, Mo Xiao seemed to have only bought her cakes.

Mo Xiao nodded. “Mhm, cake isn’t difficult to make.” It was nothing more than using flour, eggs, milk, sugar, and a few small ingredients.

“Good! I want to eat the one you make yourself!” Zuo Wuyi instantly brightened up. The cake Mo Xiao made for her was definitely the best cake ever!

“Alright. Give me your hand,” Mo Xiao extended her hand.

Zuo Wuyi raised an eyebrow and placed her hand on Mo Xiao’s palm, waiting for her next move.

Mo Xiao didn’t speak. Instead, she lowered her head and kissed the back of her hand, then interlocked their fingers, holding Zuo Wuyi’s hand.

Zuo Wuyi let out a little “ooh,” but the corners of her mouth curled up wildly.

Honestly, just hold hands, why do you have to do something so fancy? So mushy~~~