The Host Has Fallen for the Second Female Lead Again - Chapter 59

Ji Mingxiao opened her eyes and found herself lying on a cold, icy bed.

A flood of memories immediately rushed into her mind.

This was a cultivation world, but only B-rank. Upon seeing this rank, Ji Mingxiao’s interest was cut in half.

However, she was still very interested in immortal magic.

The original body was named Wuyin, one of the seven high immortals. She was born an immortal, didn’t like to go out, had a reclusive personality, and rarely interacted with people. However, because her power ranked first among the seven high immortals, no one thought much of her not socializing.

The scumbag in this story was Wuyin’s disciple, named Xu Cu. She was an orphan Wuyin picked up when she went to the mortal world.

Wuyin thought Xu Cu was the epitome of beauty, lively and cheerful, with a pleasant appearance and good talent. She was good in every way.

She fell in love with this girl who was tens of thousands of years younger than her and fell into a state of inferiority. She knew the flaws in her own personality and felt that the whole world disliked her, mistaking others’ awe for her as loathing.

Ji Mingxiao felt that Wuyin’s belief that Xu Cu was good was purely because she knew too few people.

After Xu Cu found out about Wuyin’s affection for her, she tricked Wuyin into dual cultivation with her. During the process, Wuyin knew of Xu Cu’s selfish motives but never said anything. As a result, Xu Cu became more and more powerful, while Wuyin’s cultivation regressed.

During the war between immortals and demons, the drawbacks of dual cultivation were exposed, and Wuyin was severely injured. She could have been saved, but Wuyin gave all her cultivation to Xu Cu and sacrificed herself.

She knew Xu Cu didn’t like her, so she didn’t want to live anymore.

Ji Mingxiao sighed and got off the jade bed.

The current time was neither too early nor too late. Wuyin had not yet started dual cultivation with Xu Cu, and the two were in an ambiguous state.

Ji Mingxiao walked to the mirror and looked at herself. It was a very beautiful face, very fitting for an immortal.

She smiled at the mirror, and the whole face instantly became lively.

Ji Mingxiao touched her face, a little moved. With a face like this, to still be dissatisfied, the requirements were simply too high.

She was just about to sit down when she heard a knock on the door.

“Master.”

“Come in,” Ji Mingxiao said, her voice cold.

At the door, Xu Cu heard Ji Mingxiao’s voice and frowned, feeling that something was different.

She pushed the door open and walked in.

“Master, your disciple will help you comb your hair.”

“No need.” Ji Mingxiao raised her hand, and her hairstyle formed automatically. This was the most popular hairstyle in the immortal world right now.

Xu Cu’s movements were a little stiff.

“If you have time, cultivate,” Ji Mingxiao said, getting up and glancing at Xu Cu.

She had already seen this person’s face in the mirror just now, but hadn’t looked at her directly.

She did look good, a pleasing kind of beauty, unlike Wuyin’s aloofness.

But from Ji Mingxiao’s perspective, she still preferred Wuyin’s appearance.

“Yes.” Xu Cu’s movements were a little stiff. She turned and walked a few steps, then stopped and looked back at Ji Mingxiao. “Master, did I do something wrong?”

“No.”

Xu Cu looked at her with a hint of grievance.

“Cultivate well.”

“Yes.” Xu Cu turned and walked out.

After she left, Ji Mingxiao immediately lay down on the soft couch in the room, looking utterly unrestrained.

It was a little boring.

She closed her eyes and recalled Wuyin’s life. It seemed to be cultivation, cultivation, cultivation, reading, reading, reading. There was nothing else besides cultivation and reading, and occasionally she would go out to help with some matters.

She yawned and pushed open the window to look outside.

“Host, are you not going for a stroll?”

“What’s there to stroll for?” Ji Mingxiao said and then sat up.

She did need to go for a stroll, or how else would she meet Xi Ruan?

She got up and left the door.

There were only two people in the entire immortal mansion, Wuyin and Xu Cu. To meet Xi Ruan, she would probably have to leave the mansion.

“Host, whether you can meet Xi Ruan depends on luck. She might not even be in this world this time,” System A said.

Ji Mingxiao frowned, and her face instantly darkened. “Then that would be too boring.”

She stood at the entrance of the immortal mansion and looked out. Outside was an endless expanse of clouds.

Ji Mingxiao still walked out, not forgetting to bring her sword.

This world indeed had no difficulty because it was a B-rank world. What Xu Cu did was nothing compared to the previous three.

The feeling of riding the clouds was a bit like stepping on a fast-moving skateboard, but much more stable.

She followed her memory to the immortal market.

A place for immortal trading.

Although Wuyin usually didn’t go out, many people knew her. The moment she appeared, the eyes of the people around her fell on her.

Ji Mingxiao pretended not to see them and walked around, but she didn’t see anything fun.

“Host, I’ve noticed you’re a lot like an old grandpa strolling through a farmers market.”

“Shut up.”

Ji Mingxiao frowned slightly. The people next to her saw this and thought something had happened, their faces turning pale.

Many people bowed to her along the way, but they all kept a certain distance.

She could probably understand Wuyin’s feelings, but Ji Mingxiao was already used to this feeling. After all, many people at her company were afraid of her.

After leaving the immortal market, she went directly to the mortal world.

She originally wanted to judge the dynasty by the people’s clothes, but it was a complete mix and hard to tell.

Ji Mingxiao walked on the street, using immortal magic to lower her presence, and looked around.

Jumping from the mecha era to this place was still a bit unaccustomed.

Ji Mingxiao bought a candied hawthorn and stopped in her tracks when she saw a person not far away.

Sure enough, they would still meet.

Xi Ruan’s attire looked like that of a rich young lady, and she was accompanied by four maids, a very grand sight.

Ji Mingxiao walked to the side. Because of the immortal magic, Xi Ruan couldn’t notice her.

The other person seemed to be out shopping, with no specific purpose, just looking around aimlessly.

Ji Mingxiao walked up to Xi Ruan, who froze for a moment, stopped, and looked at her.

“Who are you? Why are you blocking our young lady?” a maid asked cautiously.

“Your young lady’s friend.” Ji Mingxiao looked at Xi Ruan and smiled.

Xi Ruan glanced at Ji Mingxiao and said, “Let’s sit at the teahouse next door.”

The maids frowned, looking at Ji Mingxiao, feeling that something was strange. This person seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, and they had grown up with their young lady and had never seen this person before.

The group entered the teahouse.

“You wait outside,” Xi Ruan said to the maids, then led Ji Mingxiao into the room.

Ji Mingxiao and Xi Ruan sat at the table.

“You’re quite prim and proper,” Ji Mingxiao said, but after she said it, the other person lost their proper posture.

Ji Mingxiao: …

Xi Ruan noticed Ji Mingxiao’s gaze and rolled her eyes in annoyance. “I’ve been going crazy these past few days. They’re actually arranging a marriage for me.”

Ji Mingxiao also frowned.

“Who did they say?”

“I don’t know! And I can’t ask. It’s so annoying,” Xi Ruan’s heart felt weary. “Maybe it’s because I’ve done so many missions with you that my mission rank has gone up and I’ve become a second-tier supporting female character.”

Ji Mingxiao raised her eyebrows.

“Then just come with me,” Ji Mingxiao said.

Xi Ruan was stunned for a moment. “Just run away?”

“I am a high immortal. I will take you as my disciple and bring you back to the Ninth Heaven.”

Xi Ruan’s eyes lit up, and then she frowned. “Then won’t I have to be with Xu Cu…”

“She can’t beat me, what are you afraid of?” Ji Mingxiao said. “I’ll go back with you in a moment. You can just say you dreamed of me and have known me for many years. How old are you, fifteen?”

Xi Ruan nodded.

“So young.” Ji Mingxiao smiled.

Xi Ruan stared at Ji Mingxiao. “You’re so old.”

The smile on Ji Mingxiao’s face froze slightly.

“Let’s not hurt each other,” Xi Ruan said with a smile.

Ji Mingxiao raised her hand and ruffled Xi Ruan’s hair.

The maids at the door were surprised to see the two of them come out.

They thought it would take a long time, but they didn’t expect it to be so quick.

“Let’s go back,” Xi Ruan said, then stepped back and gestured for Ji Mingxiao to go down the stairs first.

Although there was no one to lead the way, Ji Mingxiao still accurately found the location of the Xi manor.

She was no longer using immortal magic, so others could see her clearly.

“Go and invite my parents,” Xi Ruan said, then gestured for Ji Mingxiao to sit in the main seat.

She had no intention of being polite.

Xi Ruan’s father this time was the Minister of the Board of Rites, with three sons and one daughter. The sons were already married.

He was actually very good to Xi Ruan, but as a woman who grew up in modern society, she couldn’t stand entering ancient society, no matter how many times.

When Xi’s father and mother arrived, they were stunned to see Ji Mingxiao. Just as they were about to speak, they saw a golden light at the center of Ji Mingxiao’s brows.

“I am the High Immortal Wuyin of the Ninth Heaven,” Ji Mingxiao’s voice was ethereal, but it clearly and accurately entered everyone’s ears.

“Xi Ruan has an immortal fate, and I wish to take her as my disciple. I originally wanted to take her away directly, but she insisted on coming here to ask for your permission.”

Xi’s father and mother stared with wide eyes, unable to react for a moment.

The people in this world naturally knew that immortals existed. Many sought the path of immortality, and many achieved ascension.

Ji Mingxiao looked at the two of them. The hall was very quiet. After Xi’s father and mother came to their senses, the first thing they did was kneel down, including all the maids and servants there.

She raised her hand and helped them all up.

“There is no need.”

“Our little girl is mischievous, High Immortal…”

“It is nothing,” Ji Mingxiao interrupted Xi’s father, glancing at Xi Ruan. “You two talk. I will come to pick her up tomorrow at Chen Shi (7-9 AM).”

As a person who didn’t talk much, it was perfectly fine for her to speak this way.

After saying that, she vanished from her seat.

Mystifying things like this, she learned them instantly.

Ji Mingxiao had already returned to the immortal mansion. Since she had found the person she was looking for, she had nothing else to do. Her mood was good, and there were more smiles on her face.

“Master?” Xu Cu immediately called out when she saw Ji Mingxiao. She didn’t expect her master, who usually had no expression, to be smiling.

However, the moment the other person saw her, the smile on her face disappeared.

“What is it?”

“Master, where did you go just now?” Xu Cu asked.

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