The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Captured the Villainous Demon Venerable - Chapter 22

Chapter 22: Waiting, I’ll Start Quibbling Right Now!

Yun Wushang wasn’t very interested in swordsmanship, but she had some knowledge of formations. She asked herself: did she have the ability to simultaneously activate four instant formations?

The answer was no.

Although instant formations have simple diagrams and require few spiritual objects, they severely test a cultivator’s spiritual consciousness strength and control over spiritual power.

Take the Retaliation Formation as an example. Activating it only requires two spiritual energy clusters, but the clusters must not remain stationary. They must rotate at a specific speed in particular directions. A slight error would significantly weaken the effect.

Most cultivators, let alone precisely moving two spiritual energy clusters with their spiritual consciousness simultaneously, struggle even to maintain the spiritual energy within the clusters from dissipating.

Yun Wushang was one of them.

If only she could reliably activate the Retaliation Formation, no one would be able to harm her.

Mo Xun’s Teleportation Formation looked simple to activate but required seven spiritual energy clusters to act as spiritual objects.

Activating four formations simultaneously meant controlling twenty-eight spiritual energy clusters at once… it was simply unbelievable.

The strength of her spiritual consciousness and her control over spiritual power must be enough to astound even the ancestors who created the formations.

Because Yun Wushang had never mentioned how unusual it was to activate multiple formations simultaneously, Mo Xun didn’t realize how amazing what she had done was.

She thought it was quite simple herself.

After forming the Big Dipper constellation with spiritual energy clusters, she treated it as a whole. Then, all she had to do was maintain the overall energy consistency and place it in the appropriate location.

Activating four formations simultaneously meant simultaneously placing four masses of energy in the correct positions.

Since they were activated simultaneously, she didn’t need to overthink when smoothing the spiritual meridians. It was like holding a brush in each hand and writing the same character—just making the movements consistent, without needing to specifically think about how each hand should write every stroke.

Hands are divided into dominant and non-dominant, but spiritual consciousness has no such distinction.

So, Mo Xun sincerely felt it wasn’t difficult.

This led her to tilt her head with a look of confusion when everyone below the stage was looking at her as if she were a monster.

Mo Xun: What’s wrong? It’s not the first time I’ve used formations in a match, nor is it the first time I’ve used the modified Shifting Stars and Changing Constellations Formation to send someone off the stage. Your reactions weren’t like this last time.

Before Mo Xun could seriously listen to the whispers below the stage, a bold female voice suddenly rang out behind her:

“What a wonderful and exciting match! Your talent for formations, combined with this quick-witted ingenuity, will surely lead to great achievements in the future!”

Mo Xun instinctively turned around and saw the Sect Master of the Hundred Flowers Immortal Sect. She had flown down from the viewing platform at some point, standing next to the Sect Master of the Water Moon Immortal Sect, Bai Muqing.

Mo Xun quickly flew down from the stage on her sword and approached the two women. She first bowed to Bai Muqing: “Master.”

Then she bowed again to the Hundred Flowers Immortal Sect Master: “Thank you, Senior. You flatter me.”

“Your talent in formations…” Bai Muqing started, paused, and then continued, “is indeed quite good.”

Without giving Mo Xun a chance to respond, she lifted the red cloth on the stone platform next to her, revealing the rewards for this session of the Immortal Sect Grand Competition.

A snowy white cauldron with a jade-like texture, and next to it, a silver bracelet.

Bai Muqing lifted the cauldron through the air and handed it to Mo Xun: “This is a grade six alchemy cauldron, the Snow Phoenix Tripod. I acquired it ten years ago during my travels. It can refine grade six pills. If you wish to practice alchemy, infuse spiritual energy into the cauldron, and it will generate flames.”

Next, the Sect Master of the Hundred Flowers Immortal Sect picked up the bracelet: “This treasure is called the Evil-Ward Aegis. I commissioned its crafting myself. Don’t look down on it just because it’s grade five; wear it, and no one below the Soul Transformation stage can harm you!”

“And this Nascent Soul Pill, you will soon need it,” Bai Muqing added, handing Mo Xun a blue porcelain bottle.

Mo Xun thanked both of them separately and stored all the items in her Storage Pouch.

The Grand Competition concluded, and the cultivators from both sects dispersed.

After respectfully seeing off the two Sect Masters, Mo Xun first glanced at Yun Wushang, then turned her attention to Chu Jiuqu.

Chu Jiuqu had her back to Mo Xun and was preparing to leave.

Mo Xun hesitated, thinking of the original novel’s plot, but ultimately resolved to follow her: “Senior Sister!”

Chu Jiuqu’s departing footsteps paused. She turned to face Mo Xun, her expression normal: “Junior Sister Mo, what is it?”

Mo Xun took out the Evil-Ward Aegis from her Storage Pouch and offered it to her: “This is for you.”

Chu Jiuqu looked at the silver bracelet in her hand but didn’t take it, looking puzzled: “Why give it to me?”

Mo Xun: How should I explain this? Because it will block a fatal attack for you later, and without it, you might die.

Finally, she offered this explanation: “Senior Sister’s swordsmanship is profound. I would have definitely lost without using formations. I don’t feel worthy of this first place. I can use the Snow Phoenix Tripod, so I want to give this to Senior Sister.”

Mo Xun had originally intended to keep the Evil-Ward Aegis for a while herself and hand it over to Chu Jiuqu before she left the Water Moon Immortal Sect.

But yesterday, she and Yun Wushang established a life-and-death pact under the witness of her Master. She no longer needed the Evil-Ward Aegis.

Since that was the case, it was better to give this magical artifact, which saved Chu Jiuqu’s life in the original plot, to her sooner.

However, Chu Jiuqu very resolutely refused her: “No. Formations are also part of one’s strength. Junior Sister Mo’s talent in formations is extraordinary. You fully deserve this first place; you must not belittle yourself.”

“But I don’t need this…” Mo Xun started to feel anxious, but before she could finish, she was interrupted by a familiar voice.

“Don’t need it? Give it to me.”

The voice was cool and indifferent, and if listened to closely, one could even detect a superior’s authority.

It was Yun Wushang’s voice.

Mo Xun looked in the direction of the voice and indeed met Yun Wushang’s beautiful but cold eyes.

Yun Wushang stared at her expressionlessly, with obvious displeasure in her eyes.

“You would have definitely lost without using formations? I was the one who gave you the Compendium of Formations. Why don’t you come and share the reward with me?” she asked, clearly displeased.

Mo Xun: “…”

Mo Xun’s brain spun rapidly. Before she could figure out how to respond, Chu Jiuqu suddenly cupped her hands to Mo Xun: “Junior Sisters, I have gained greatly from this competition and am close to a breakthrough. I will take my leave now.”

With that, she turned and left, disappearing from sight quickly.

Just like that, Mo Xun’s plan to remedy the original novel’s plot ended in failure.

She turned to look at Yun Wushang.

Yun Wushang met her gaze without flinching, waiting for her answer.

Under the pressure of her gaze, Mo Xun casually raised her hands and slipped the bracelet onto her own wrist.

Yun Wushang’s beautiful eyes narrowed: “Didn’t you say you didn’t need it? Why do you suddenly need it when facing me?”

Mo Xun: Waiting, I’ll start quibbling right now!

“Junior Sister Yun, you’ve witnessed my ability to teleport people. To be honest, I’m better at teleporting others than teleporting myself. If we encounter danger, I can teleport you to a safe place at any time, absolutely preventing anyone from harming a single hair on your head. But I can’t guarantee my own safe retreat, so I need this more than you do,” Mo Xun said with a serious expression.

Yun Wushang tilted her head slightly, her eyelashes rising a little, giving Mo Xun a look that said, “Do you think I believe you?”

Mo Xun felt a rush of guilt under her gaze and couldn’t help but clear her throat: “I know my credit is almost maxed out with you, but if you don’t trust me, don’t you trust the relationship between us?”

Yun Wushang: “What relationship do we have?”

Yun Wushang felt a blast of warm air near her ear. Before she could react, Mo Xun’s voice rang out right next to her: “Did you forget? We made a life-and-death pact.”

Yun Wushang: “…”

Mo Xun’s deliberately lowered voice highlighted its magnetism, vibrating against Yun Wushang’s eardrum and instantly turning half of her face red.

But the words she spoke… made Yun Wushang want to grab the back of her neck and slam her into the ground.

Yun Wushang executed a clean spin to put distance between herself and Mo Xun, then immediately flew up.

Mo Xun was stunned for a moment and quickly followed on her sword: “No way? How can you blush just from a whispered secret?”

Yun Wushang retaliated with a blast of ice!

Mo Xun instinctively dodged, watching in horror as the ice blast whizzed past her, breaking out in a cold sweat: “…Hey, how can you attack even yourself? Half of your life is tied to mine right now…”

“Shut up!”

“Oh.”

Mo Xun obediently shut up.

She was reflecting.

She shouldn’t rely on the life-and-death pact to tease Yun Wushang recklessly.

Yun Wushang looked calm, but she was actually quite crazy. If pushed too hard, she might genuinely try to perish with her.

Looking at it this way, keeping the Evil-Ward Aegis was indeed the right choice.

However, she would have to figure out another way to help Chu Jiuqu escape her death calamity.

Upon reaching the Inner Sect’s main peak, Yun Wushang calmed down, and Mo Xun also calmed down.

Mo Xun spoke to Yun Wushang in a businesslike tone: “I will still treat you today, but for the next few days, I plan to enter seclusion to attempt a breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage. When I emerge depends on when I break through.”

“No matter. I have the same plan,” Yun Wushang replied.

“Very well.” Mo Xun pushed open her room door, gestured for Yun Wushang to enter, and smiled: “Please come in, the other half of my life.”

Yun Wushang said nothing, but the moment she entered the room, Mo Xun felt a surge of killing intent and instinctively stepped her left foot back.

Yun Wushang’s foot landed on empty space. She looked up and glared at Mo Xun.

Mo Xun blinked innocently: “Hmm? What’s wrong? Did something happen?”

Yun Wushang withdrew her gaze, flew to Mo Xun’s bed, and sat down cross-legged. Then she spoke: “Stop saying things like that. If others hear it, it will be a threat to both you and me.”

“I know, that’s why I whispered it to you. Who knew your ears were so sensitive…”

Before Mo Xun finished her sentence, she saw Yun Wushang draw her sword.

But Mo Xun didn’t feel endangered; instead, she felt like laughing.

Yun Wushang’s sword had never been unsheathed during a fight, yet it was unsheathed toward her now.

It was like a cat baring its teeth…

Mo Xun suppressed her laugh and responded as seriously as possible: “Why draw your sword? Since you know our lives are now intertwined, don’t move rashly. I can’t dodge your attacks every time. If I don’t dodge, it doesn’t matter if I die, but if you die with me, I’ll be heartbroken.”

“Your mouth…” Yun Wushang sheathed her sword, her voice tinged with helplessness.

Seeing her put away the sword, Mo Xun confidently got onto the bed and sat down behind her: “That’s right. Between us, there’s nothing that can’t be solved through sweet talk.”

“Is that so?” Yun Wushang said, suddenly turning to face Mo Xun.

Mo Xun met her gaze, and before she could react, Yun Wushang grabbed the lapel of her clothes.

The Demon Lord pulled her lapel, leaning closer to Mo Xun until her lips were almost touching hers. A dangerous curve suddenly appeared at the corner of Yun Wushang’s mouth.

“I only want to cover this mouth of yours right now to stop you from talking. How do you plan to solve that with sweet talk? Hmm?”