The Cool and Aloof Immortal Master Has Fallen to the Demonic Path (Transmigration) - Chapter 10

Chapter 10

Wengcheng, located at the intersection of the Immortal Spirit Sect and the Medicine Sect, was a place where people, demons, evil spirits, and Immortals coexisted. Although it was fraught with danger, it was indeed an excellent place for training. This was why the female lead was sent to Wengcheng after achieving some cultivation success. Many sects used this place as a precious location to temper their disciples’ characters. Usually, elders would lead the teams here but would never intervene in the city unless a disciple was in danger. Only then would they offer assistance.

There were also widespread rumors that Wengcheng had many spiritual treasures, and countless people came to seek them.

However, their purpose in coming to Wengcheng was neither for training nor for seeking treasures, but only to search for news of the female lead.

Yi Hu knew that the female lead should be in the Sea of Blood at this time, but she feared bringing trouble upon herself if she blurted it out rashly. She had to find a suitable opportunity to tell Shen Yin the female lead’s location.

Unfortunately, not only was Feng Lingyan accompanying them on this journey, but there was also a female disciple leading the way. She didn’t even have a chance to come out of Shen Yin’s sleeve, let alone speak to Shen Yin. She didn’t know Shen Yin’s method of sound transmission.

To conceal their identities along the way, they had exchanged their usual cyan robes for white skirts and carried long swords, just like ordinary junior disciples. They didn’t travel by air, relying only on foot travel, but thankfully, the distance was not far.

The guiding female disciple was named Si Rou. She was not with Feng Lingyan on her journey to the Sea of Blood. Yi Hu didn’t know if her arrival had changed things or if this trip outside the sect was not yet the time for the Sea of Blood journey. Si Rou was a disciple of the Northwest lineage. She had rushed back to the sect to report the matter after being surprised by a powerful Immortal Spirit aura while passing through Wengcheng. She herself had never entered Wengcheng. She had been repeatedly warned upon entering the Immortal Spirit Sect not to enter Wengcheng if her cultivation was insufficient. If she hadn’t been accompanied by two great elders of the Immortal Spirit Sect, she would never have dared to enter.

Upon entering Wengcheng, everything she saw was new, and her steps became lighter.

Yi Hu, also curled up in Shen Yin’s sleeve, strained to look outside. Wengcheng was not as terrifying as she had imagined. Instead, it was peaceful. Pedestrians constantly moved along the streets. Some carried long swords and gourds, while others carried broadswords and arrows. Stalls lined both sides of the street. Some were pushing small carts, others were spread on the ground, and there were even fortune-telling stalls. It was quite lively.

It didn’t look like a dangerous place; rather, it resembled a bustling city market.

If her movements hadn’t been restricted, she would have liked to wander from stall to stall like Si Rou. Yi Hu, confined to Shen Yin’s sleeve, could only secretly observe the outside scenery and satisfy her eyes.

She watched Si Rou as she lingered at a snack stall. She returned with several strings of delicious treats in her hand. Si Rou’s main purpose was not just guidance but to act as a cover for them. Before leaving the sect, Sect Master Shen Yuehua had repeatedly instructed them not to conspicuously search for the female lead, to avoid bringing unnecessary peril to her life. Therefore, Si Rou’s greater role was to make them look more like ordinary junior disciples. Because she was allowed to wander freely, Feng Lingyan and Shen Yin did not stop her.

“Feng…” Si Rou’s word was immediately cut off by a glare from Feng Lingyan. Si Rou was startled and quickly changed her address: “Sister Shi Yuan, do you and Sister Shi Yin want some?”

She pointed to the glistening green fruits strung together in her hand. Feng Lingyan glanced at her indifferently: “Aren’t you afraid it’s something that could take your life?”

Si Rou stared at the fruits in her hand, then looked at Feng Lingyan’s serious expression. She suddenly felt a chill down her spine and quickly spat out all the fruits. She felt a bitter taste in her mouth and looked mournful: “Sister Shi Yuan, I won’t die, will I?”

Feng Lingyan ignored her, but Shen Yin took a string of candied fruits from her hand and looked at her with helplessness: “Didn’t your master take you to the sect’s Sutra Repository? This spiritual fruit is born from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Although the spiritual energy is scarce, it’s better than nothing. Coated with delicate bee-demon honey, it is very popular among beginner cultivators and mortals. Mortals can extend their lifespan, and beginner cultivators can make it smoother to draw spiritual energy into their bodies.”

Si Rou vaguely followed behind them. She didn’t see Shen Yin eat the candied fruits, but the string of candied fruits in her hand was gradually decreasing. She felt that the elder was indeed different; she didn’t even need to move her lips to eat.

Feng Lingyan glanced sideways at Shen Yin: “I was unaware that Sister Shi also has a fondness for this kind of spiritual fruit.”

The fruit was naturally not for Shen Yin to eat; she was giving it to Yi Hu.

Yi Hu had just been envying Si Rou when she felt a fruit being tossed in. She used her front legs to hold the fruit, nibbling at it with her small teeth. In her mayfly form, even eating a fruit was inconvenient. Now, she was being scrutinized by Feng Lingyan. She was terrified, but Shen Yin maintained a composed demeanor. She did not look away: “The taste is excellent. Junior Sister can also try some.”

She didn’t know if Feng Lingyan believed her, but Feng Lingyan didn’t say anything more. She just walked in the lead with her long sword, occasionally striking back those who blocked the way.

Shen Yin followed behind Feng Lingyan, feeding her a fruit from time to time.

Is she really not keeping me as a pet?

But people usually kept cats or dogs as pets. Who kept a mayfly like Shen Yin did? However, Shen Yin probably didn’t have a choice. It was she who clung to Shen Yin.

Still, Yi Hu was quite touched that Shen Yin thought of feeding her even while traveling.

The spiritual fruit tasted really good. The outside was delicate honey. The honey was sweet and fresh, and with a bite, the honey juice seemed to spread between her lips and teeth. The flowing honey, she didn’t know what method was used to make it adhere firmly to the fruit without a single trace of dripping down. Inside was the crisp fruit. The emerald green fruits were like tiny gems, emitting a faint cyan light, full of crisp, sweet flesh, without even a pit.

After eating, a warm current flowed in her abdomen. This was not just eating a fruit; it was essentially absorbing spiritual energy.

This is so joyful!

Yi Hu had suffered for over a month and was finally living a relatively comfortable life, and one where the Immortal Master personally fed her.

But soon, the faint spiritual energy disappeared. She couldn’t feel it at all. The only spiritual energy remaining in her body was the minuscule amount she had managed to draw in last night and the bit of spiritual essence and True Qi Shen Yin had given her. Unwilling, she closed her eyes and carefully searched for the spiritual energy’s whereabouts. She felt her spiritual consciousness was like a stone sinking into the sea, with no response.

She couldn’t feel anything.

The spiritual energy had vanished into thin air from her body, disappeared without a trace. She hadn’t died, so why did the spiritual energy disappear?

Thinking of this, a sudden bitterness welled up in her heart. Could it be that even if she cultivated, it would only be ineffective cultivation!

Yi Hu hadn’t thought she could be this unlucky. If this were the case, how could she talk about changing Shen Yin’s fate? Would she forever be a burden to Shen Yin?

Her mind was restless, fearing that she would be a burden to Shen Yin her entire life. Just as she thought of this, a sound transmission came: “It’s a good thing you can’t retain external spiritual energy.”

It was Shen Yin’s voice. Shen Yin said that not being able to retain external spiritual energy was a good thing. The spiritual fruit was external. Yi Hu once again focused her mind to search for the spiritual energy in her body. Indeed, only the spiritual energy from the fruit had vanished. The trace of spiritual energy she had drawn in last night, although small, was definitely still present. This made Yi Hu breathe a sigh of relief.

But the book stated that most cultivators relied on elixirs and spiritual items to break through, and there were even figures like the Medicine Sect who achieved most of their cultivation through feeding on spiritual elixirs. Why couldn’t she retain even a trace of external spiritual energy?

Her thoughts were unclear, and she couldn’t ask Shen Yin for a precise explanation. If she spoke out, she would certainly be discovered by Feng Lingyan, which would mean certain death. There was another point of doubt: How did Shen Yin know what she was thinking to reassure her? If Shen Yin could probe her innermost secrets, she would know everything about her past life, and naturally, she should also know the female lead’s location, so why bother coming to Wengcheng? Furthermore, Shen Yin should not yet possess such heaven-defying abilities.

While she was momentarily distracted, repeatedly probing the spiritual energy in her body, Feng Lingyan had already led them into an inn. Ignoring Si Rou, who was loudly clamoring for food, Feng Lingyan led them straight to a room.

Si Rou’s cultivation was no match for theirs, allowing them to go without food for long periods. After this long journey, they finally reached a resting place, yet Feng Lingyan still wouldn’t let her satisfy her appetite. Naturally, she was resentful. She was a disciple of the Northwest lineage and had not followed Feng Lingyan before, so she didn’t know her temper. But being accustomed to getting along with her own master, she couldn’t help but complain a little: “How can this be so unreasonable!”

“Shut up!”

If Shen Yin was merely cool and somewhat detached, Feng Lingyan was rather irritable, cold, and inhumane. This was related to her identity as the Chief Elder, and also to the tragic extermination of her Ancient Spirit Clan. Although she was saved by Jing Shu, she had witnessed her mother and sisters being killed by the Demonic Sect in her childhood. The blood spilled in the Immortal Spirit Sect that day was no less than that in the Sea of Blood.

She had a gentle side, but only for a select few, and Si Rou was not among them.

Si Rou was a little wronged after being yelled at but dared not speak. Her personality was naturally somewhat meek, especially when facing Feng Lingyan, whose aura constantly oppressed her.

Although she now called Feng Lingyan “Sister Shi,” she was aware of the disparity in their status and, more importantly, the gap in their strength. She did not utter another word.

After yelling at her, Feng Lingyan saw the tears welling up in her eyes. She tossed a silver ingot to her: “Go down and eat something yourself.”

With that, she walked into the room without looking back. Shen Yin followed her. After taking only a few steps, Feng Lingyan suddenly turned back: “Sister Shi Shen, how does Cangyuan teach his disciples? She cries after just a few words. She is a cultivator, not a mourner. What use are so many tears!”

She normally didn’t have much to say to Shen Yin, but with no one else around, she could only speak to Shen Yin.

Shen Yin heard her and glanced back at Si Rou’s retreating figure as she descended the stairs. She said faintly: “Elder Cang has always been more benevolent toward female disciples.”

“His benevolence will harm his disciples sooner or later!”

“That is Junior Sister’s concern.” Feng Lingyan was the Chief Elder of the sect, in charge of sect rules and disciplines, so she naturally had more to worry about than Shen Yin. Shen Yin’s concerns were merely how to reorganize the desolate state of the Southeast lineage and in what capacity to keep the mayfly in her sleeve permanently.

Seeing her lightly push the responsibility onto her, Feng Lingyan’s anger felt like it was hitting a cloud of air, with nowhere to vent.

She ignored Shen Yin and quickly entered the room. Shen Yin followed her into the room. After closing the door, Feng Lingyan pulled out a stone identical to the one outside the Ancient Spirit Clan’s Sacred Land. Golden light flowed from her fingertips, and she actually conjured a piece of red cloth. The red cloth hovered above the stone. A faint red mist gathered and slowly approached the stone. Feng Lingyan retrieved the red cloth, and the golden light did not fade, rushing towards the stone bit by bit. The red mist inside grew denser and denser, finally turning into a red light that flew towards the east.

“We have it!” Feng Lingyan looked up at Shen Yin. This red light would guide their search.

Feng Lingyan gripped the stone. Just as the two were about to leave, the jade token hanging from Feng Lingyan’s waist emitted a dazzling cyan light. Feng Lingyan frowned impatiently: “Sister Shi, something has happened to that girl. Go see what’s going on. I’ll go find the source of Sister Shi Bai’s spiritual essence and True Qi.”

“Alright.” As soon as Shen Yin agreed, Feng Lingyan vanished.

She was not a gentle person, but she was wholeheartedly devoted to Bai Ruxue.

Feng Lingyan left, and Yi Hu was finally able to speak: “Immortal Master, how did Elder Feng know Si Rou was in trouble?”

“Did you see the jade token on her waist? That is an Immortal Spirit Elder’s token. Before she left, she took a drop of Si Rou’s blood. If Si Rou encounters danger, the token will inform her.”

Feng Lingyan looked cold and ruthless, but her heart was still concerned about the safety of her disciples. As expected of the Holy Spirit Flower bloodline, possessing great love.

However, Yi Hu still had one doubt.

“Immortal Master, didn’t you say you wanted to hide your Elder status? Why did Elder Feng hang the Elder Token in such a conspicuous place?”

“Her Elder Token looks different from ours. In the Immortal Spirit Sect’s history, the Chief Elder rarely travels outside, so the outside world knows little about it.”

Even an Elder Token had a distinction. Yi Hu learned something else not written in the book.

She vaguely understood what Shen Yin said. But what could have happened to Si Rou?