Transmigrated as the Little Concubine of a Paper-Thin Man - Chapter 20.2

The pain on Shi Yunjii’s body slightly subsided, which finally allowed her to regain some strength to stand up.

But she didn’t walk out as Zhou E wished. Instead, she straightened her back, looked at her, and mouthed a sentence word by word: [You will pay the price for your actions.]

As a cultivator, Zhou E naturally could read her lips.

She took a deep breath and continued to threaten: “I see you’re facing death but still don’t know the gravity of the situation. I’ll give you one last chance. Get out immediately!

“I promise, as soon as you come out, I’ll immediately take back the talisman. How about it?”

Shi Yunjii’s body trembled from the pain, but she still tried to stand up straight.

[Yan Ling is coming back. Be sensible and run.]

Zhou E paused for a moment after reading her lips.

Yan Ling was coming back?

Chapter 20.2

If at first she could bully Shi Yunjii without any qualms, receiving this news made her have to consider the consequences.

As an inner disciple of the Flying Immortal Sect, Zhou E actually didn’t dare to bully Shi Yunjii too much. No matter how low Shi Yunjii’s status was, she was still the person of Yan Ling, the Immortal Lord. If she dared to kill Shi Yunjii without permission, it would almost be equivalent to publicly slapping Yan Ling in the face.

It was precisely because of this that even if Shi Yunjii refused to come out now, she couldn’t really deliver a killing blow—

She didn’t dare.

Seeing that Shi Yunjii was unyielding and couldn’t be tricked out, Zhou E also started to feel guilty. She asked, “Did the Immortal Lord explicitly mention returning today? I am also acting on orders, and I must see the Immortal Lord today.”

Shi Yunjii realized that when she became firm, Zhou E, conversely, didn’t dare to be too arrogant. The best proof was that the pain in her body had lessened and was no longer as intense and unbearable as before.

But she no longer wanted to converse with this inner disciple who bullied the weak and feared the strong, so she remained silent, merely staring intently at her.

This gaze was sharp and cold, causing Zhou E to subconsciously step back.

Since Yan Ling was not in the Jade Bell Palace, if she secretly bullied Shi Yunjii here, no one would discover it. Given Shi Yunjii’s humble status, she likely wouldn’t dare to complain to anyone. Even if she did complain, once her talisman was withdrawn, not a trace would be left, making it impossible to prove anything.

However, if Yan Ling really returned later and happened to catch her insulting the servant of the Jade Bell Palace, who knew if Yan Ling would spare her for the sake of her reputation.

Having thought through the stakes, the weak-willed Zhou E instantly made a decision.

She waved her hand: “Heh, consider yourself lucky. I’ll let it go this time…”

Before she could finish her sentence, a sound of rushing through the air came from down the mountain, clearly indicating that someone was approaching from below.

Shi Yunjii’s eyes instantly gleamed with hope, and she eagerly looked toward the lower part of the mountain. Seeing her expression, Zhou E’s face immediately turned pale. She quickly flicked her hand, extinguishing the black fire on her finger, and then covered up her action by putting her hand behind her back, trying to pretend that nothing had happened. But things couldn’t be without traces; the cold sweat breaking out on her forehead still proved her panic and guilt at the moment.

[Yan Ling!]

Shi Yunjii felt happy and wronged, calling the name in her heart once more.

But in the next moment, she received a somewhat strange response from the other party.

[Divine One, wait for me, you must wait for me—] This response was filled with anxiety, clearly indicating that the speaking Yan Ling was still rushing on the road in a state of extreme urgency.

This made Shi Yunjii quickly realize one thing—

Wait, Yan Ling was still on her way. The person coming up the mountain definitely wasn’t Yan Ling.

Indeed, with Yan Ling’s strength, such a short journey up the mountain would not take a few moments.

Just as she realized this, several white figures appeared outside the restriction.

Shi Yunjii looked closely and found that the people who arrived were precisely Zhou E’s companions—it was Hua Shu and her group, the daughter of the Flying Immortal Sect Master.

The expressions of the two people present quickly changed. Shi Yunjii clutched her talisman-afflicted wrist, trembling slightly, while the originally guilty and scared Zhou E broke into a big smile.

She turned and glared at Shi Yunjii, her arrogant look even more blatant and undisguised than before.

“Senior Sister, why did you come?” Zhou E greeted her. “Is that annoying Zhao Feng dealt with?”

Hua Shu landed, glanced at Shi Yunjii, and then looked at Zhou E: “We came to call you. We were shouting for you down the mountain just now, why didn’t you respond?”

“I didn’t hear anything.” Zhou E narrowed her eyes, feigning a look of confusion. “Did you, did you call me?”

She knew in her heart that she had probably been too engrossed in bullying Shi Yunjii and hadn’t heard the sound. But since this matter wasn’t very glorious to admit, she chose to play dumb, hoping to gloss it over.

Hua Shu listened and “hmm’ed,” not dwelling on the matter. She opened her mouth: “Let’s go. Father just received news that Immortal Lord Ling Ling only appeared in Penglai in the East Sea two days ago. It’s impossible for her to return in the next two or three days.

“We’ll discuss the matter of sending the invitation later. For today, let’s head back first.”

Zhou E nodded twice, then suddenly remembered something and directly grabbed Hua Shu’s sleeve: “…Wait, Senior Sister, we can’t leave!”

Hua Shu frowned: “What’s wrong?”

Zhou E sneered, pointing her finger directly at the quiet Shi Yunjii nearby: “It’s good that you came. This cheap servant was just trying to trick me.”

She turned her head to glare at Shi Yunjii: “Before you arrived, she told me that the Immortal Lord Ling Ling was about to return. I was about to believe her and wait here to hand the invitation to the Immortal Lord immediately. Fortunately, the Sect Master’s news came in time, or I wouldn’t have been fooled.”

Hua Shu also looked toward Shi Yunjii: “Is this true?”

Shi Yunjii pursed her lips and didn’t speak.

Firstly, she couldn’t speak, and secondly, seeing Zhou E’s obvious attempt to frame her, she knew that even if she tried to argue, it would likely be useless.

Sure enough, in the next moment, Zhou E took a step forward and looked at her, asking, “As a servant next to Immortal Lord Ling Ling, instead of protecting the Immortal Lord’s reputation, you lied and tried to make me wait here in vain. What are your intentions?”

Hua Shu thought for a moment and pulled Zhou E: “Forget it.”

She said, “She’s just a servant, why bother with her?”

“Senior Sister, we can’t just let it go.” Zhou E immediately escalated the matter. “I came here to deliver an invitation, representing not just my face, but the entire Main Peak of the Flying Immortal Sect behind me.

“This cheap servant doing this—my long wait is a small matter, but making our Flying Immortal Sect lose face is a big one.

“Tell me, if you hadn’t arrived in time, and I had waited here for one or two days, wouldn’t the relationship between Immortal Lord Ling Ling and our Main Peak become even more strained?”

Upon hearing this, Hua Shu’s face darkened, and the other inner disciples who came with her also couldn’t stay put.

They all stepped forward and started reprimanding Shi Yunjii.

“Senior Sister Zhou is right. What do you mean by carelessly misreporting the Immortal Lord’s whereabouts as a servant?”

“Hmph, just because you serve beside the Immortal Lord, you think you’ve climbed high, huh? You’ve become lawless.”

“Did you see that? When Senior Sister arrived here, she didn’t even pay respects. She has no manners at all! Such a person is completely unfit to be in our Flying Immortal Sect. She is entirely shaming our Flying Immortal Sect!”

The accusations were endless. Even though Shi Yunjii knew she was innocent, her state of mind became somewhat unstable under these finger-pointing remarks. She turned to leave, but her wrist started throbbing again. This forced her to regain her focus and confront Zhou E’s gaze again.

Zhou E knew that by bullying Shi Yunjii here, she had severely offended her. Since this was the case, she might as well just kill this servant who currently had no power or influence.

With this plan in mind, she continued to fan the flames: “She was chosen by Zhao Feng. Don’t you all know what Zhao Feng’s intentions are?”

Someone immediately echoed her: “Who in the Flying Immortal Sect doesn’t know? That Zhao Feng is incompetent. His cultivation stagnated in middle age, so he started resorting to unethical means to try and advance further.

“He even offered a male favorite to Immortal Lord Ling Ling before. Seeing that the male favorite failed, he switched to a female servant. Isn’t he just hoping the female servant can climb into the Immortal Lord’s bed so he can also rise in status?”

Another male disciple pointed at Shi Yunjii: “Look at her seductive appearance. Who knows how many bewitching tricks she uses to entice Immortal Lord Ling Ling on a daily basis.”

Someone else scoffed: “Immortal Lord Ling Ling would fancy her?”

Zhou E quickly sidled up to Hua Shu: “Of course not, Immortal Lord Ling Ling has high standards.”

She fawned over Hua Shu: “Only our Senior Sister, the Sect’s precious daughter, is worthy of a young and promising person like Immortal Lord Ling Ling.”

Hua Shu gave her an affected glare: “Don’t talk nonsense.”

“I heard the Sect Master intends for you and the Immortal Lord to become Dao companions.” Zhou E curled her lip, as if this matter was already set in stone. “Senior Sister, when that happens, can you tolerate this kind of cheap servant staying by the Immortal Lord’s side?”

Hua Shu held her head high.

She still had the pride belonging to the Sect Master’s daughter: “She’s just a servant, it’s nothing to worry about.”

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