I Reloaded the Save File! [Transmigration] - Chapter 7

“You are not Miss Mo.” It was understandable that Scholar Liu didn’t recognize her, but the scholar’s wife recognized Mo Xiao.

Facing Scholar Liu’s suspicious gaze, Yun He’s expression was very calm. “Madam, may I ask what business you have with my Senior Sister?”

The scholar’s wife gripped her sleeves. “Miss Mo is your Senior Sister, so are you also the same kind of person as Miss Mo??”

“Something like that, Madam. If you have nothing else, I’ll be leaving now,” Yun He said, glancing at Scholar Liu. What exactly are these two plotting?

“Please wait, Miss. I first need to ask for your help…” The scholar’s wife lowered her head. “Could I please ask the Miss to bestow upon me a, a good medicine that can cure my body.”

“Shouldn’t you go see a doctor if you want to be cured?” Before Yun He could say anything, Zuo Wuyi, whom Yun He had been protecting behind her, stepped forward. “If you don’t have money for a doctor, Elder Sister, I can lend you some silver.”

The scholar’s wife froze for a moment, then subconsciously looked at Scholar Liu, seemingly asking him what to do.

“What nonsense is this little girl talking about? Although I am poor, if my wife is sick and needs treatment, I will definitely use everything I have to treat her!” Scholar Liu’s expression stiffened for a moment, but he quickly disguised it, taking his wife’s hand directly. “Wife, don’t worry. Not only will I hire a doctor to treat you, but I will also find the person who poisoned you.”

“Husband, your words are enough for me…” The scholar’s wife’s eyes quickly reddened. “I don’t want to be a burden to you, Husband…”

“Stop, are you putting on a show for me?” Zuo Wuyi interrupted their performance with an expressionless face. “If I haven’t guessed wrong, you two want to gain some benefit from me and Senior Sister.”

“Little girl, what are you talking about?” Scholar Liu looked at Zuo Wuyi with slight displeasure. “If my wife hadn’t kept saying that Miss Mo was a kind-hearted person, I wouldn’t have troubled the two of you to come here.”

“Since the two of you believe my wife and I are such petty people, please leave immediately and do not delay me from hiring a doctor to save my wife.” Scholar Liu said, “The door is over there. I won’t see you out.”

Yun He was bewildered by the provocative attitude of the two people. “So, you want to get a healing pill from us?”

“I originally thought the two of you would lend a helping hand, but I didn’t expect the two of you to be this kind of people,” Scholar Liu said dismissively. “All that talk about how cultivators help ordinary people must be false, right? You are nothing but a bunch of selfish people.”

“What do you mean by that?” Yun He felt uncomfortable after hearing this. If it weren’t for the rule that cultivators cannot actively attack mortals, Yun He would have already laid hands on him.

Zuo Wuyi pulled on Yun He’s sleeve, shaking her head at her. She then looked at Scholar Liu. “Are you saying that if I give you a pill, we won’t be selfish cultivators?”

“Naturally. If the two of you are willing to help, I would be very grateful,” he said. Since his true intention was already exposed, there was no need for him to maintain the pretense.

If that Miss Mo hadn’t acted so strangely and failed to follow his plan, he wouldn’t have needed to fall out with these cultivators just for a few pills. After all, the previous cultivators he encountered would give his wife some rare items to help her as long as she shed a few tears and cried a few times.

“Junior Sister, there’s no need to pay attention to people like this.” A few low-grade pills were nothing to Yun He, but she was disgusted by Scholar Liu and didn’t want him to take advantage.

Zuo Wuyi was not angry like Yun He. Instead, she showed a slight smile. “Is that so? I have a pill here that can help someone reach Foundation Establishment. Do you want it?”

“A pill that helps someone reach Foundation Establishment? Is it effective for ordinary people too?” A hint of delight flashed in Scholar Liu’s eyes. These cultivators are indeed rich and foolish. They can just give away a pill like this!

“It might be slightly less effective, but it should be able to help someone break through to the middle stage of Qi Refinement,” Zuo Wuyi said, taking a pill from her storage space and tossing it over.

Scholar Liu excitedly held the Foundation Establishment Pill. This was such a good item. He didn’t want to sell it for money at all. If he took it himself, would he be able to become one of those high and mighty cultivators? Then he wouldn’t have to rely on deception to live anymore.

“Oh, and if you don’t use it, the medicinal properties will gradually diminish. I’m not sure if it will be effective then,” Zuo Wuyi added as she left.

After leaving Scholar Liu’s house, Yun He couldn’t help but ask, “Junior Sister, what kind of pill did you give them?”

“It was a pill that can increase cultivation,” Zuo Wuyi honestly replied.

“But, a mortal might not be able to withstand it…” Before Yun He could finish her sentence, she heard screams coming from the small courtyard behind them, followed by a woman’s cries.

“So what? I merely helped him according to his request. The rest has nothing to do with me,” Zuo Wuyi said, still smiling. “Senior Sister, do you think I did something wrong?”

Yun He frowned. “Junior Sister, they are only mortals after all…”

“But they are very bold,” Zuo Wuyi chuckled lightly. “Senior Sister, my father told me a simple truth when I was very young. When a person does anything, they must fully consider the consequences. If the consequences are something you cannot bear, then you shouldn’t do it.”

Mo Xiao had actually returned shortly after the two left. When she sensed the commotion next door and came out, she heard Zuo Wuyi’s last sentence.

It was a phrase that sounded incredibly familiar to her.

[Host, Mo Xiao seems to be looking at you.] The system, which had just come out of hibernation, popped up and spoke weakly.

Hearing the system’s words, the smile on Zuo Wuyi’s face froze. She slowly turned her head and forced a smile at Mo Xiao.

“Senior Sister, Scholar Liu ate the pill I gave him, and it seems something bad happened,” Yun He quickly said, taking the blame upon herself.

Mo Xiao pushed the wooden gate open. “That is not a reason for you two to stand here in a daze.”

“Ah?” Yun He blinked. What did Senior Sister mean by that?

“Go cultivate now,” Mo Xiao continued.

“Oh, oh, understood! I’ll take Junior Sister to cultivate right away!” Yun He quickly realized that this reaction meant her Senior Sister wasn’t going to pursue the matter.

Zuo Wuyi was still worried that her final sentence would trigger Mo Xiao’s memories, so she didn’t say a word, allowing Yun He to pull her back to the cultivation room.

Mo Xiao glanced at Zuo Wuyi thoughtfully, then walked straight into Scholar Liu’s house.

Scholar Liu lay painfully on the ground. Most of his meridians were severed by the rampant spiritual energy, and the blood flowing out stained his scholar’s robe red.

“Mo Xiao, no, Immortal! Immortal, save my husband!” The scholar’s wife saw Mo Xiao arrive and immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing repeatedly.

Mo Xiao looked down, a little puzzled by the blood already seeping from the scholar’s wife’s forehead. “He tried to poison you. Why do you want to save him?”

The scholar’s wife knelt on the ground. “Immortal, my husband only briefly took the wrong path. As long as he got enough silver money, he would stop.”

This statement made Mo Xiao feel bewildered. “Silver money? How were you going to get silver money?”

Looking at her husband, whose breathing was now shallow, the scholar’s wife confessed everything in detail. It turned out that the two of them knew Mo Xiao was an outside cultivator the moment she moved next door, and they had targeted her from the very beginning.

“Originally, originally, my husband wanted me to use the poison in my body to beg the Immortal for some elixirs, and then sell them off…” The scholar’s wife said, crying. “But as soon as the Immortal arrived, you said my husband was the culprit and told me to report it to the authorities…”

Mo Xiao felt a mix of annoyance and amusement upon hearing this. “When did he tell you these things?”

“When the Immortal moved next door,” the scholar’s wife said.

“But the poison in your body has been there for three months. Isn’t that proof that your husband was trying to harm you?” Mo Xiao’s curiosity was piqued. Can human desire be so complex and contradictory?

The scholar’s wife’s voice grew softer. She knew she was poisoned, but her husband kept telling her it was fine, so she didn’t pay attention…

After listening to the scholar’s wife’s words, Mo Xiao finally understood. It turned out that this couple had been con artists from the start, exploiting the compassion of cultivators to swindle them out of their wealth.

“Since I cannot conceive a child for my husband, I must do other things for him…” the scholar’s wife mumbled.

Mo Xiao looked at the scholar’s wife without speaking. It seemed that no matter where, humans were a species driven by greed. No wonder Master wanted me to cultivate through worldly experience. I wouldn’t have seen things like this in the sect.

“I checked just now. Your husband has a physical problem and cannot have children,” Mo Xiao said, remembering the sect’s rules. She didn’t intervene, simply standing there and coldly looking at the scholar’s wife. “Moreover, he is dead now.”

The scholar’s wife froze in place. Both pieces of news left her utterly at a loss.

Mo Xiao tossed a bag of silver in front of the scholar’s wife. “Your husband stole my pill, swallowed it privately, and died. Remember this statement. This hundred liang is yours.”

The scholar’s wife glanced at her deceased husband, then shifted her gaze to the silver in front of her. After struggling for a long time, she finally reached out her hand.

Seeing this, Mo Xiao let out a slight laugh. Love and affection were indeed unreliable things. In the end, they could not withstand the interests placed before one.

Of course, Zuo Wuyi was the exception.

Zuo Wuyi, Mo Xiao silently repeated the three characters in her mind.

This familiar name, combined with that familiar statement—was she truly the Female Lead?