The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character Captured the Villainous Demon Venerable - Chapter 43

Chapter 43: Heal Me.

What is Spirit-Controlled Fire? And what is Ninth-Tier White Flame?

What kind of talent does this new female cultivator actually possess to make the Elder marvel to such an extent?!

It was obvious she stole the Snow Phoenix Tripod, yet the Elder clearly intends to shield her!

She admitted it—she admitted she stole it! And the Elder remained completely indifferent!

Why should I have to go and tidy up her room?

Why give her solo guidance? When I first entered the sect, you never guided me alone!

Didn’t you say I was exceptionally gifted, that I would likely be the next artifact refiner to enter the Inner Sect? Come guide me then! Come on! Why haven’t you come?

Why was her first attempt at refining so steady?

Why is it that after I’ve exploded eight refining furnaces, you only care about whether she was affected, never coming to ask if I’ve encountered any difficulties?

Why? Why?! WHY?!

“Kill her. Once she’s dead, the Elder will revolve around me again!”

The inner demon that had sprouted during her breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage laughed as it enticed her. The emotionally compromised Nascent Soul female cultivator feigned composure, picking up her half-finished, about-to-explode magical treasure, and walked toward Mo Xun: “Fellow Daoist, you possess extraordinary talent. Would you care to give me a pointer or two?”

As she spoke, she thrust the magical treasure in her hand forward. But just then, a female cultivator drifted between her and Mo Xun like a cloud. A pair of beautifully shaped eyes looked at her coldly, and a voice rang out: “Take your trash and get lost.”

The voice was icy to the extreme, carrying a hint of majesty that didn’t match her current cultivation realm.

Before the woman could react, she felt a chill so intense it nearly froze her breath. Immediately after, her body was shoved backward by a domineering force, along with the treasure in her hand.

“AAAAAHHHH!”

The woman was blasted until her face was covered in blood, screaming in agony. Only then did the Outer Sect Elder turn his gaze toward her, though his brow was furrowed in disappointment: “Refining requires a calm mind. Without it, any amount of guidance is just casting pearls before swine.”

Mo Xun looked at Yun Wushang’s back, her lips curling upward unconsciously.

Mo Xun: So, even while we’re in a cold war, you’ll still protect me?

Just as she thought this, she heard Yun Wushang say without looking back, “Don’t overthink it. I just find her eyesore.”

Mo Xun: …She can’t even be bothered to change the excuse.

Mo Xun sighed helplessly. Taking advantage of the fact that everyone at the martial grounds was distracted by the injured woman, she carefully leaned toward Yun Wushang’s ear and whispered: “How are your internal injuries? Do you need me to treat you?”

Feeling the warm breath against her ear, Yun Wushang’s ears turned red as she tilted her head away, saying coldly: “None of your business.”

Mo Xun released her Divine Sense to probe Yun Wushang’s dantian, but she couldn’t detect any issues.

It made sense; if the problem were easy to spot, the Sect Master Bai Muqing back at the Water Moon Immortal Sect would have seen it long ago.

Yun Wushang walked to the side, and Mo Xun’s gaze followed her. Realizing that no matter what Yun Wushang planned to do, she had no intention of exposing her identity, Mo Xun suddenly felt a bit mischievous.

She intentionally shouted toward Yun Wushang in a voice loud enough for the Outer Sect Elder to hear: “Junior Sister Yun! I’ve learned how to refine! Let me guide you! Consider it compensation for yesterday’s misunderstanding!”

Yun Wushang: “…”

The Outer Sect Elder, drawn by Mo Xun’s voice, looked toward the two of them.

Yun Wushang pursed her lips. Ultimately, to avoid raising suspicion, she reluctantly moved to Mo Xun’s side: “Then… I shall trouble Senior Sister.”

Hearing that “Senior Sister,” Mo Xun’s smile widened completely: “could I borrow the Snow Phoenix Tripod for a moment?”

Yun Wushang expressionlessly pulled out the Snow Phoenix Tripod and tossed it to her.

Mo Xun hurriedly caught it and began injecting spiritual energy, igniting a Sixth-Tier Blue Flame. As she tossed in the remaining Earth-Slinking Snake scales, she whispered in Yun Wushang’s ear: “You aren’t good with formations, but you excel at talismans. Actually, refining is more like talismans than formations. Formations require a long-term flow of spiritual energy to maintain, but the array veins on a magical treasure are just like the runes on a talisman—you carve them on in one go. The difference is that a talisman is a one-time use, while a magical treasure can be used repeatedly until it breaks. The key lies in the refinement of the materials.”

At first, Yun Wushang listened half-heartedly, but as she continued, she realized something was off and frowned: “…Are you actually teaching me?”

Mo Xun: “Would I lie about this?”

Yun Wushang: “Knowing I hate refining, you’re still teaching me?”

Mo Xun: “Maybe once you know how, you won’t hate it anymore?”

Yun Wushang: “Impossible.”

Yun Wushang spoke with absolute certainty, her attitude firm.

Mo Xun hesitated, then calmed down and thought seriously. She decided to follow the flow of Yun Wushang’s current state of mind.

Wasn’t her mental state centered on slaughter? Then let’s slaughter to her heart’s content!

“Wushang, do you know what the most satisfying way to kill someone you hate is?” Mo Xun asked in her ear.

Yun Wushang didn’t feel like guessing: “Speak.”

Mo Xun revealed the answer directly: “Kill them using the method they are most proud of. If she is an expert swordsman and is incredibly confident in her sword skills, and you kill her with even more superior swordplay, what kind of expression do you think she’ll make? Likewise, if she excels at refining and relies entirely on the treasures she’s made, and you kill her with a treasure you refined yourself… can you imagine her face?”

Yun Wushang imagined it, then let out a light chuckle: “There is some logic to that.”

Mo Xun: “Right? So…”

Yun Wushang: “So, you refine. Refine well. Make a Ninth-Grade magical treasure for me, and I’ll go kill her.”

Mo Xun: “…”

Mo Xun: I finally convinced her to let me refine, but why does this sound so strange?

So your plan is to just lie down and wait for me to level up so I can carry you?

Then again, she had said she wanted to refine a Ninth-Grade treasure to protect Yun Wushang…

“Fine, I’ll refine it well.” Mo Xun said. She stopped trying to teach Yun Wushang and instead began focusing on the method for refining a Fifth-Grade protective treasure.

You can’t become a fat man with one bite; she had to successfully craft a Fifth-Grade item before worrying about Ninth-Grade.

Refining consumed spiritual energy, physical strength, and Divine Sense in massive amounts. Therefore, after nightfall, Mo Xun didn’t force herself to continue but returned to her room to meditate and recover.

Not long after she entered a meditative state, the ward was disturbed. Mo Xun released her Divine Sense and saw Yun Wushang standing at her door. She immediately retracted the ward, flipped off the bed, and walked to the door in a few strides to open it.

The person outside was indeed Yun Wushang.

Mo Xun feigned composure: “It’s so late, what brings you here?”

Yun Wushang raised her eyes to meet her gaze: “Can’t I come find you if there’s nothing wrong?”

“You can! Of course you can.” Mo Xun stepped back half a pace to let Yun Wushang in, without even asking if she wanted to enter.

Yun Wushang walked in leisurely, took a circle around Mo Xun’s room, and commented: “As expected of someone who can handle the Ninth-Tier White Flame, your living quarters are truly something special.”

The first half of the sentence mimicked the Outer Sect Elder’s tone; the second half carried a bit of mockery.

Mo Xun had seen Yun Wushang’s room, which was indeed more spartan than hers, so she said: “If you want to move in, the bed is yours. I’ll just sit on the floor. I sat on the floor at your place anyway. Though, at your house, the bed and the floor felt the same.”

Yun Wushang ignored the final jab and sat down on the edge of the bed.

As she sat, she flicked her sleeve… but the coarse cloth didn’t flick well.

Whatever, pretend the cool move worked.

Yun Wushang sat poised on the edge of the bed, looked up at Mo Xun, and spoke in a calm tone: “It’s your room, you can sleep wherever you want. I never said you weren’t allowed to share the bed with me.”

Mo Xun: “Mainly, I’m afraid I won’t be able to control myself if we’re in one bed, after all…”

Yun Wushang glared at her, and Mo Xun shut up.

In the Demon Realm, Mo Xun was used to meditating on the floor; getting on the bed meant only one thing—’serving’ Yun Wushang. Thus, she always felt a bit endangered when they were on the same bed.

Seeing Mo Xun quiet down, Yun Wushang didn’t pursue the topic. Instead, she closed her eyes and spoke in a tone that was almost a command: “Heal me.”

Hearing those two words, Mo Xun really wanted to state some conditions, just like she used to do back at the Water Moon Immortal Sect.

Even without a system task, she could still make requests, right?

However, thinking that Yun Wushang might be in pain right now, Mo Xun ultimately sighed inwardly and said nothing. She floated behind Yun Wushang, sat cross-legged, and pressed a hand against her back.

This time, there was no need to suppress her spiritual energy. Mo Xun went all out to treat her, repairing every single meridian in her body.

Once the repair was complete, Mo Xun lowered her hand. Looking at Yun Wushang’s back, she asked tentatively: “When you were trapped by my Entangling Cage Array, why didn’t you break it?”

“What Entangling Cage Array?” Yun Wushang asked with her eyes still closed.

Mo Xun: “The one that sprouts sixteen vines…”

Yun Wushang: “I don’t know any Entangling Cage Array.”

Mo Xun: “The one that tripped you up so I could escape your detection range in one go.”

Yun Wushang: “You never escaped my detection range. Otherwise, how would I have followed you here?”

Mo Xun: “I know, but that’s not the point. I’m trying to ask…”

Mo Xun stopped mid-sentence.

She finally realized that Yun Wushang wasn’t truly ignorant of what she was asking; she simply didn’t want to answer.

Mo Xun looked at Yun Wushang’s ears and noticed a suspicious red flush.

Mo Xun: “…”

Yun Wushang: “…I’m going to sleep. You, go to the floor.”

Mo Xun: “Huh?”