The Host Has Fallen for the Second Female Lead Again - Chapter 60

Ji Mingxiao, who originally wasn’t going to bother with her, thought about it for a moment before saying, “I found you another junior sister.”

Xu Cui’s expression froze.

“Were you just smiling because of the junior sister?”

Ji Mingxiao looked at Xu Cui. “Do I have to tell you why I’m smiling?”

“Master, aren’t the two of us enough? Why do we need another person? I don’t want a junior sister, I…” Xu Cui stepped forward to grab Ji Mingxiao’s hand, but she was avoided.

Xu Cui was stunned, looking at Ji Mingxiao, and realized that today was different from before.

“Xu Cui, I am your master.”

Xu Cui’s body trembled slightly, looking at Ji Mingxiao in disbelief.

“If you are sincere, then let it be,” Ji Mingxiao stared into Xu Cui’s eyes.

Xu Cui opened her mouth, a bit unsure how to refute.

“What’s past is past. I won’t hold it against you,” Ji Mingxiao’s expression was cold. “I haven’t met many people and don’t understand emotions, but I’m not a fool. I can tell the difference between sincerity and deceit.”

Xu Cui’s face turned pale, inch by inch.

“Master, I was wrong, I…”

“No need to say anything else, cultivate well,” Ji Mingxiao walked forward.

Xu Cui looked at Ji Mingxiao’s back and felt very flustered.

She was a little frustrated. Things were almost complete, so why did it suddenly turn out like this?

There was no warning.

Just a single night had passed.

Xu Cui clenched her fists. Although the former Wuyin was aloof, she could feel her affection and care.

Now, she couldn’t feel any warmth from this person.

Ji Mingxiao hadn’t slept all night, but she didn’t feel tired at all.

At the hour of Chen (7-9 a.m.), Ji Mingxiao appeared promptly in the hall where they had talked yesterday. Many people were already there.

Mother Xi’s eyes were red; she must have been crying.

“It’s not like she’s never coming back,” Xi Ruan said. “Isn’t this better than getting married?”

Mother Xi was at a loss for words for a moment.

Ji Mingxiao glanced at Xi Ruan, feeling a bit helpless. “Let’s go.”

Mother Xi didn’t dare to say anything more, fearing that Ji Mingxiao would get angry. She could only let go and watch as Ji Mingxiao and Xi Ruan’s figures slowly disappeared.

As a high-level immortal, Ji Mingxiao’s power was immense, and she could do many things.

According to normal practice, becoming an immortal requires slow cultivation and passing through tribulations.

However, with just three drops of her blood, she directly forged an immortal body for Xi Ruan.

“After this, you’ll have to cultivate on your own. At most, I’ll help you take this one shortcut.”

“Oh,” Xi Ruan responded, then paused. “Are you going to stay here for a long time?”

“Probably not for too long.”

Xi Ruan blinked. “Then what’s the point of cultivating?”

“What if? Wuyin died in the war between immortals and demons. Who knows if she’ll have to stay until after the war? You should cultivate well,” Ji Mingxiao poked Xi Ruan’s forehead. “Don’t be lazy.”

“Got it,” Xi Ruan sighed.

“You’ll live next door to me,” Ji Mingxiao casually pointed to a courtyard for her. “This place should be safe and under my control, but to be on the safe side, I’ll find you some life-saving items later.”

“Okay,” Xi Ruan nodded.

Upon arriving at the courtyard prepared for Xi Ruan, Xu Cui also came over quickly, looking at Xi Ruan.

“Master, is this the junior sister?”

“Yes,” Ji Mingxiao nodded. “I hope you two get along well.”

Xi Ruan looked at Xu Cui and obediently called out, “Senior Sister.”

Xu Cui’s expression was a little stiff, but she still nodded. “This is a welcome gift for Junior Sister. I don’t know what you like.”

“Thank you, Senior Sister.” Xi Ruan took it. Inside was a hairpin.

“This was a gift from Master to me, and now I’m borrowing it to make a gesture. I hope Master won’t be offended.”

Xi Ruan glanced at the hairpin. “Mm.”

“See if there’s anything you need to change here. Come find me when you’re done tidying up,” Ji Mingxiao said, looking at Xi Ruan.

Xi Ruan nodded, watching Ji Mingxiao turn to leave, then looked at Xu Cui.

That thought instantly popped into her head.

Ji Mingxiao definitely did this on purpose! She didn’t want to be alone with Xu Cui at all.

“Does Senior Sister need anything else?” Xi Ruan looked at her with a sweet smile, pretending to be friendly and naive.

Xu Cui also showed a kind smile. “Nothing much. It’s just that for a long time, it was just me and Master in this immortal residence, so I’m a little surprised.”

“I’m surprised, too,” Xi Ruan smiled, pretending not to understand the hidden meaning in Xu Cui’s words.

Xu Cui watched Xi Ruan for a while and mentally labeled her as “silly.” Then she smiled. She was just a fifteen-year-old girl. What could she possibly understand? And from the looks of it, she had been pampered her whole life.

Under her wide sleeve, Xu Cui clenched her fist.

But seeing that Xi Ruan had already been enlightened and turned into an immortal, she was very jealous. She became an immortal through her own cultivation, step by step. Wuyin only helped her during her tribulation.

Xi Ruan felt Xu Cui’s gaze and looked up at her. “Senior Sister?”

“Nothing. When you’ve settled in, I’ll take you on a tour of the immortal residence.”

“Okay, thank you, Senior Sister.” Xi Ruan nodded. Actually, there wasn’t much to tidy up. It was obvious that Ji Mingxiao had prepared this place. Everything was already ready, and the items perfectly suited her taste.

After a quick look around her courtyard, Xi Ruan went next door.

Ji Mingxiao’s private courtyard was about the same size as the Xi family’s mansion.

“Come here.” Xi Ruan heard the voice and looked around. The sound seemed to come from nowhere, as if it was right next to her ear. The Ji Mingxiao of this world had a very cold voice, but the thought that this cold voice belonged to Ji Mingxiao still made her blush.

She stopped and took a deep breath. The voice sounded again.

“Just keep walking forward.”

Xi Ruan walked forward, as she couldn’t say that she was shy because of her voice. She had already seen Ji Mingxiao’s skill at being a smart aleck.

At the end of the path was a plum blossom forest. Although it wasn’t the season for plum blossoms, this garden was in full bloom.

Ji Mingxiao was sitting in a pavilion in the plum blossom forest with pastries and a pot of wine in front of her.

“Not coming over?”

Xi Ruan walked towards Ji Mingxiao. “You’re quite comfortable.”

“I’m bored,” Ji Mingxiao propped up her chin and shook her wine cup. “Wuyin was a slacker. She had nothing to do. I think her ultimate tragedy was because she was too idle.”

Xi Ruan gave Ji Mingxiao a disapproving look. “For her, cultivating was the main thing.”

“Do you think I’m better-looking, or Wuyin is?” Ji Mingxiao asked.

Xi Ruan was taken aback. “Are you asking weird questions because you’re too bored?”

“I just want to know,” Ji Mingxiao tilted her head back and took a sip of wine, licking her lips.

“They’re not the same style, so it’s impossible to compare.”

“Then I’m better-looking,” Ji Mingxiao smiled.

Xi Ruan didn’t quite understand.

“You can’t say Wuyin is better-looking, which proves you think that’s not right, and it would be against your heart to say it. You’re unwilling to say that I’m better-looking because you’re afraid I’ll get a big head. So, in summary, you think I’m better-looking, but you’re embarrassed to say it,” Ji Mingxiao said with a glint in her eyes.

Xi Ruan: ???

“What kind of twisted logic is that?” Xi Ruan glared at Ji Mingxiao.

“Otherwise, why can’t you compare? It’s just a face,” Ji Mingxiao rubbed her neck, then poured a cup of wine for Xi Ruan. “Drink.”

Xi Ruan took it. She rarely drank. The number of times she had drunk could be counted on one hand. She brought the cup closer and sniffed it.

“This is a wine that Wuyin brewed herself. The alcohol content isn’t high.”

Xi Ruan nodded and took a sip. It was sweet and not harsh. The aftertaste had a hint of a wine aroma. It felt more like a drink than wine. After drinking, she felt a warm, comfortable sensation throughout her body. It was clear that this wasn’t just wine.

The two sat opposite each other like this.

“Xu Cui just said she’d take me on a tour of the immortal residence,” Xi Ruan said.

“Stay away from her,” Ji Mingxiao tapped the table.

Xi Ruan nodded. “Okay.”

“What kind of magical weapon do you want? I’ll go find one for you,” Ji Mingxiao asked.

Xi Ruan thought for a moment. “Do you have something that looks ethereal and otherworldly?”

Ji Mingxiao: …

“If you yourself are ethereal, you’ll look otherworldly even with a hammer.”

Xi Ruan ignored Ji Mingxiao. She was used to this person’s verbal attacks. “A zither, maybe, or a fan. A sword would also work. Swords seem pretty cool.”

“Then a sword it is,” Ji Mingxiao made a final decision, then pulled out a sword and tossed it to Xi Ruan.

Xi Ruan looked at the item that was casually thrown out and deeply felt that this person had wanted her to choose a sword from the beginning.

She took the sword. The scabbard was unremarkable. Xi Ruan drew the sword, and a cold gleam was blinding.

Although she didn’t know what made a good sword, it was clear that this one was excellent.

“This sword is even better than my personal sword. However, your sword doesn’t have a name yet. Name it yourself,” Ji Mingxiao said.

Xi Ruan looked at the sword in her hand, then looked at Ji Mingxiao. “Let’s call it Mingxiao Sword.”

Ji Mingxiao narrowed her eyes. “I feel like you’re insulting me.”

“I’m not,” Xi Ruan said, though the mischievous smile in her eyes was obvious. “Thank you for the sword, so I’m using your name.”

“Hmm, and then you’ll carry me with you every day. So that’s what you’re thinking,” Ji Mingxiao raised her hand and brushed away Xi Ruan’s long hair.

Xi Ruan: ???

She thought she had finally won a round.

Xi Ruan took a sip of wine. “I’m leaving.”

“Okay. Come find me tomorrow afternoon. I’ll teach you some spells.”

“Alright,” Xi Ruan nodded.

Ji Mingxiao watched Xi Ruan leave, then leaned back as if a recliner was in the air.

System A just watched.

She wondered what Wuyin would think if she knew her body was doing this.

“Unseemly,” System A commented.

“Shut up.”

System A huffed.

“Why don’t you call me ‘my dear’ anymore?”

“Oh, you’re not worthy!”

Ji Mingxiao chuckled softly. With a thought, she floated out of the pavilion. This feeling of floating in mid-air was very wonderful. Her body felt light, as if it had merged with the wind.

System A had already silently turned off its visual system.

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