Reborn as a Human Cauldron, But I'm the Top - Chapter 73

Chapter 73: The Will of Heaven, In the Blink of an Eye

It really was a case of speaking things into existence.

Since the last crash, the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion was still in its dilapidated state, and a group of people flew down from it.

The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion’s attire was also very distinctive; every disciple wore a veil, making them look like wedding dresses at first glance.

Shen Yirong deliberately sat further away, watching the people descend from above and smiled. “It seems they really like you, the Deputy Pavilion Master.”

Shen Shuci sighed softly. “I advise you to run.”

A question mark appeared above Shen Yirong’s head.

After the people from the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion landed, Shen Yirong heard even louder screams than before.

“Sword Venerable!”

Following the continuous calls of “Sword Venerable,” Shen Yirong was completely surrounded.

“Sword Venerable, do you still remember me? You saved me before!”

“Get out of the way! Sword Venerable has saved more people than she’s eaten grains of rice! Sword Venerable, do you remember me? I was crying loudly from being scared by a monster, and you used the wind to comfort me.”

“Sword Venerable! I…”

Shen Yirong felt a headache coming on. She understood Shen Shuci’s meaning and sent a plea: Aren’t you the Deputy Pavilion Master? Help me!

Hearing the plea, Shen Shuci put on a cold face. “What kind of behavior is this!”

The chattering Heavenly Mystery Pavilion disciples instantly fell silent.

Seeing them still encircling Shen Yirong, Shen Shuci’s tone became even stricter. “Disperse. Don’t make me say it a second time.”

The crowd immediately scattered.

Shen Yirong finally breathed fresh air. In the past, she would have complained about the original owner being a player, but now she couldn’t.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward, and remembering that Song Yin was still nearby, it was best to be cautious about everything.

Shen Yirong smiled bitterly. “I apologize, I am not the Sword Venerable.”

Upon hearing this, everyone started chattering again.

“The Pavilion Master said you are the Sword Venerable, just with amnesia.”

“That’s right. The Pavilion Master’s divinations have never been wrong.”

One person suddenly lowered her voice. “Did she even forget that she is the Sword Venerable?”

“Is that true?”

“Aren’t the Sword Venerable’s affairs impossible to divine? Did the Pavilion Master make a mistake?”

“It can’t be.”

The group gathered together, their voices growing quieter and quieter. Someone would turn back to look at Shen Yirong from time to time, some with sympathy, others with confusion.

Shen Yirong could only keep giving Shen Shuci eye signals.

Receiving the eye instructions, Shen Shuci lightly coughed. “Let me see your divination homework.”

The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion disciples’ faces immediately fell. They stopped revolving around Shen Yirong and surrounded Shen Shuci instead.

Their smiles were one more fawning than the last.

“How has the Deputy Pavilion Master been doing these days?”

“We were so worried about you.”

Everyone chimed in, trying to escape Shen Shuci’s spot check, but Shen Shuci was unmoved. Before long, they honestly lined up to show Shen Shuci their homework.

Shen Shuci’s face was completely serious, which reminded Shen Yirong of her teacher in her previous life.

She gets along quite well with this group from the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. Does Shen Shuci truly have no regrets at all?

Shen Yirong was startled by her own thought. She realized that she actually wished Shen Shuci had some attachment to this world.

A rustling sound came from the wheelchair moving across the grass. Shen Yirong turned her head because of it. Su Zhao smiled and waved. “We meet again, great Sword Venerable.”

Shen Yirong helplessly reminded the other party. “You’re facing the wrong direction. I’m here.”

Su Zhao immediately corrected her direction. She smiled apologetically. “My apologies.”

Shen Yirong wouldn’t quibble with a blind person, but there was a relatively steep slope just ahead. Fearing that the person might roll down, she reached out and grabbed the wheel.

Shen Shuci seemed completely absorbed over there. Shen Yirong couldn’t help but smile. “She’s quite serious.”

Su Zhao heard her voice and lowered her head, smiling. She didn’t hide her admiration and doting for Shen Shuci. “She’s completely different from her usual self.”

“What is she usually like?” Shen Yirong was quite curious.

“She locks herself in her room without speaking, a little gloomy, with perfectly good eyes, yet unable to see us right in front of her.”

Su Zhao seemed a little sad.

But her guess was correct. Shen Shuci didn’t care about them.

Su Zhao’s visit was certainly for Shen Shuci, but Shen Shuci definitely wouldn’t return to the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion.

Shen Yirong felt an inexplicable fondness for this gently smiling Pavilion Master, likely influenced by residual memory.

She shook her head and asked, “What does the Pavilion Master plan to do next?”

Su Zhao was also confused. “Her attitude towards you is completely different from her attitude towards us.”

Shen Yirong scratched her head and smiled bitterly. “Do you need me to help persuade her?”

Su Zhao lowered her gaze. “No need. She chose you. Perhaps this is what is called ‘destined fate’.”

“Rather than that, you seem very keen for her to stay in the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. Did she make some mistake?”

Shen Yirong quickly shook her head. “No, she is very good.”

“Then is the Demon Venerable unable to tolerate her?”

Shen Yirong shook her head again. “No, she is the Deputy Pavilion Master of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, isn’t she? The Heavenly Mystery Pavilion needs her.”

Su Zhao smiled. “So that’s it. However, to me, she is much more important than the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion. It doesn’t matter if she doesn’t want to come back.”

“I smell the miasma leaking out here. Is the Sword Venerable trying to save the Western Region?”

Shen Yirong nodded, but there was still worry in her eyes.

Su Zhao seemed to see the emotion in her eyes and offered: “How about I divine the outcome of this matter for you?”

Divination requires a price. Compared to asking Su Zhao, Shen Yirong felt it was better to ask Shen Shuci, but the person didn’t give her a choice.

A thread of blood flowed from the corner of Su Zhao’s mouth, yet her face was composed. She started counting with her fingers, but the movement of her fingertips suddenly stopped.

Shen Yirong didn’t dare to disturb her. After a moment, Su Zhao recovered. She used a spell to wipe away the trace of blood, but as soon as she finished wiping, she quietly spat out a mouthful of blood.

Shen Yirong: “…”

Seeing this, Shen Yirong felt uneasy. She unconsciously lowered her voice. “Pavilion Master, there’s no need to divine further. Your health is more important.”

Su Zhao smiled faintly, and then even more blood flowed. Seeing the other party’s face rapidly turn pale, Shen Yirong quickly used her spiritual energy to stabilize her body.

Despite being so injured, Su Zhao didn’t make a sound, which was why Shen Shuci’s group hadn’t noticed them.

Su Zhao wiped the fresh blood from the side of her lips with a handkerchief. She chuckled. “The Heavenly Dao told me that the Western Region will safely overcome this catastrophe.”

Such an answer required such a severe price. Shen Yirong had no time to think about anything else, focusing only on repairing Su Zhao’s spiritual meridians.

Su Zhao’s spiritual meridians were full of cracks, looking like they had been shattered and then re-glued, extremely fragile.

Su Zhao did not reject Shen Yirong’s spiritual energy. This Pavilion Master had an inexplicable trust in Shen Yirong.

Shen Yirong categorized this as a Sword Venerable after-effect.

After treating her, Shen Yirong looked up, and within her sight, a glowering Song Yin appeared.

Her hand gripping the wheel stiffened, and she quickly released it.

Song Yin’s eyes were practically spitting fire at Su Zhao. She had finally mustered the courage to confess, and not only did she not get a response, but someone else had already come looking for her so soon after.

The Heart Demon seized the opportunity to add fuel to the fire: I told you your approach wouldn’t work. Being more direct like me is better.

Song Yin clenched her fist and cursed angrily: Shut up.

The Heart Demon’s voice was mocking: Tsk tsk tsk, how charming. Someone’s about to be out of the game~

Song Yin looked indifferent on the surface, but her body was honest.

When the Heart Demon acted up, her body was thrown into chaos, but even without spells, her speed was dazzlingly fast.

Su Zhao seemed unaware of Song Yin’s malice. She slightly shrunk her neck, but the joy of sharing overshadowed everything.

Su Zhao smiled gently. “I also divined your romantic fate. The Heavenly Dao said you and the Demon Venerable will be very loving in the end. Hiss, the Heavenly Dao also said you will have a child with a large age gap.”

Just as Song Yin reached out to grab Su Zhao’s collar, Song Yin’s hand swerved and patted Su Zhao’s shoulder instead.

Song Yin looked at the stunned Su Zhao as if she had been purified, her voice as gentle as a spring breeze. “Pavilion Master Su has had a tiring journey here. Why don’t you rest for a bit at Nine Heavens?”

This demeanor from Song Yin made Su Zhao feel uncomfortable. She replied very politely, “No.”

But how could Song Yin let her refuse? The person enthusiastically pushed the wheelchair, her tone concerned: “Pavilion Master, there’s no need to decline. Your health isn’t good either. The Valley Master of the Medical Immortal Valley is also rushing to Nine Heavens. You can have her check your body then.”

“No, Venerable, I—”

Su Zhao’s words were interrupted again. Song Yin definitively stated, “It’s decided. I will arrange a room for you.”

Shen Yirong watched this dramatic scene. Her initial tension was completely replaced by a feeling of wanting to cry and laugh at the same time.

She’s even arranging a room for people, acting like she’s the Sect Master of Nine Heavens.

However, Shen Yirong watched their departing figures, her gaze slowly focusing on Song Yin alone.

Unconsciously, she became lost in her thoughts again.

At this moment, Song Yin looked back and extended her hand to her. Shen Yirong was momentarily stunned, then stood up and caught up to the pair.

Meanwhile, Shen Shuci was completely engrossed in the anger of having unteachable students. By the time she looked up, Shen Yirong and the others had already returned to the Nine Heavens Sect.

On the way back, they happened to encounter Yao Jun. Perhaps due to Song Yin’s inherent aura, Yao Jun immediately arranged a room for Su Zhao.

“Pavilion Master, if you have any needs, just call me.”

Yao Jun’s behavior was appropriate and beyond reproach.

Shen Yirong felt relieved seeing this. While she was distracted, her hand was taken. Turning around, she saw Song Yin’s still cold face.

Song Yin’s eyes were fixed on her. Shen Yirong really wanted to look away, but after turning her head, she turned back and looked directly at Song Yin.

Song Yin’s ears were slightly red. “I’m taking you somewhere.”

Shen Yirong looked at Su Zhao again. Leaving the person they brought here unattended was very unethical.

At this moment, Su Zhao made another calculation with her fingers. Her cheeks were colored with a smile, and she said, “The two of you don’t need to worry about me. Go ahead.”

Yao Jun also said from the side, “Revered Ones, please rest assured, I am here.”

Only then did Shen Yirong feel at ease.

Before she could prepare herself, Song Yin took her hand and started running.

Yao Jun watched them run faster and faster, a hint of envy welling up in her eyes.

She hid this emotion well.

Su Zhao chuckled. “Do you regret it? Not running away with your sister?”

Yao Jun was startled. “Pavilion Master, you jest. Regret does not exist in my heart.”

Su Zhao’s fingers moved slightly. She asked, “Then why are you looking at them like that?”

Yao Jun didn’t want to answer. She bowed and retreated outwards.

Su Zhao did not stop her.

This residence was not far from the Star-Catching Hall on the mountain. In the vase by the window, two crabapple branches were placed.

The branches looked like they had just been put there, and their arrangement felt very much like an offering.

Su Zhao could not see these, yet she looked directly at the two crabapple branches.

A drop of water fell from a crabapple petal. Su Zhao’s voice suddenly became serious.

“Elder Yun, come out.”

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