Transmigrated Into The Arms Of The Heroine Of A Sadistic Novel - Chapter 13

While waiting for praise, Lin Yanyu was also guarding against Yang Hengyu’s sneak attack.

However, after that shriek from the Hengyu Tower, there was no more sound, not even a curse, which greatly puzzled her. She couldn’t help but turn her head, about to look at the window where Yang Hengyu was leaning, when a hand suddenly rested on top of her head.

“Don’t look,” Tan Changxin said in a low voice, petting the cat ears. “You made her suffer a setback in one move. She’s annoyed with herself right now and doesn’t have the time to bother with us.”

As she spoke, the whip in her hand gently tapped the horse demon, urging it to speed up and leave the area.

Lin Yanyu feigned disappointment, muttering an “oh,” then burrowed back into Tan Changxin’s arms, pulling at her clothes. She asked proudly, “How about that? Isn’t this young master amazing?”

Tan Changxin chuckled, and the hand that was free patted her head, then moved to her throat.

“Why are you coughing again when you breathe fire?” she asked.

“It’s fine if I don’t cough, but my throat feels itchy, and it’s uncomfortable not to cough,” Lin Yanyu rested her head directly on the back of Tan Changxin’s hand. After speaking, she suddenly smelled a scorched odor, stretched out her claws to pluck at the whiskers that were deformed by the demon fire, and narrowed her eyes with a complicated feeling.

Fortunately, the whiskers on her demon body didn’t affect the hair in her human form. Otherwise, if she continued to breathe fire like this, she would become a bald maiden.

They arrived at the Chanyun Tower without further incident. While Tan Changxin led the horse demon to the stable, Feng Xianchen and Ye Yaozhi got out of the carriage one after another.

“Wow, Yang Hengyu’s shriek just now really scared me to death!” Feng Xianchen patted her chest. Although she said “scared to death,” she couldn’t wait to ask Lin Yanyu, “Sister… Sister Yanyu, what kind of spell did you use to deal with her? Please don’t tell me you killed her…”

“Just a few ice needles. I guarantee she won’t die,” Lin Yanyu cocked her cat tail and answered with feigned disdain. “But don’t expect this young master to use any righteous methods.”

On the way, Feng Xianchen had heard Tan Changxin tell her story and had already changed her perception of her demon sister. She knew this cat demon had a sharp tongue and fierce methods, but her nature was straightforward and simple, without any malicious intent. Therefore, her smile was much more genuine when she replied, “Yes, yes, you are the Young Master of the Demon Realm. I understand, I understand.”

Lin Yanyu transformed into her human form and then instructed Ye Yaozhi, “The place where that shriek came from just now is the ‘Hengyu Tower.’ If you want to live, don’t go near it. All right, now this young master allows you to act freely. Go wherever you want to play. Come see me again at nine o’clock in the evening… the Hour of Hai.”

“Yaozhi accepts the order.” Ye Yaozhi lowered her eyes, responded, formed hand seals, and left using a teleportation spell.

“Sister’s attendant is quite capable; she even knows the teleportation spell!” Feng Xianchen couldn’t help but praise.

“What’s so great about that? The spells this young master knows are much more numerous than hers!” Lin Yanyu curved her lips and smiled mysteriously. Seeing Tan Changxin return after settling the horse demon, she quickly walked up to her, tilted her head up, and asked, “Is there a banquet to eat? This young master is hungry.”

In reality, the original owner’s cultivation allowed her to abstain from grains, but the original owner loved to taste gourmet food. Lin Yanyu also wanted to taste the difference between ancient food and future food, so she took the opportunity to get a free meal.

“The mealtime has passed, so there is no banquet, but I can prepare some dishes and snacks for you,” Tan Changxin smiled. “Feng Xianchen, you stay and eat before you leave too. Thank you for your trouble in coming to the Demon Realm to find me.”

“Sister Changxin, why are you being so polite with me!” Feng Xianchen quickly waved her hand. “I only went to the Demon Realm to satisfy my curiosity.”

Tan Changxin then instructed the servants who had hurried over to prepare the dishes. After the servants left, she led the two into the Chanyun Tower.

Lin Yanyu remembered that when Tan Changxin was away in the original text, her residence was also cleaned regularly by servants, but Tan Changxin disliked others entering her living space the most, so the cleaning frequency of the servants was not high.

Therefore, before entering the door, she condensed a thin circle of demon energy to block the floating dust for the three of them.

“Thank you.” Tan Changxin nodded to her, cast a dust-removing spell, and guided the spiritual energy to make the dust fly out of the building into the flower bed in the courtyard, where it soon accumulated into a layer.

Feng Xianchen was already used to the dust here, and she also cast a dust-removing spell, quickly cleaning the tables, chairs, floor, and frequently used furniture.

“Sister Changxin, your Chanyun Tower is getting more and more like an inn,” Feng Xianchen casually found a chair and sat down, sighing while taking out a tea set from her storage jade pendant.

“Compared to Chanyun Tower, I’d rather stay in our Qihuan Residence to study spells,” Tan Changxin smiled faintly, picked up a teacup, placed it in front of Lin Yanyu, and asked, “What kind of tea would Yanyu like to drink?”

Upon hearing this nickname, Feng Xianchen, who was drinking tea, suddenly choked on a mouthful of water and coughed non-stop.

Lin Yanyu’s heart also skipped a beat. She knew that Tan Changxin rarely called people by nicknames; even Feng Xianchen, who had shared a dormitory with her for many years, was no exception.

But she had to pretend not to notice and openly accepted the teacup, tapping the cup wall with her fingernails. She asked with great interest, “What good tea does the master have to entertain me? Yuqian Longjing? Tieguanyin? Or Pu’er?”

Tan Changxin, however, shook her head and said, “The teas you mentioned might be specialties of the Demon Realm. I have never heard of them. Why don’t you try the famous teas of the Human Realm?”

She took out a tightly and exquisitely folded small paper packet, opened it, pinched out some long, thin tea leaves, and put them into the teapot handed over by Feng Xianchen. She then took out a white jade bottle, removed the wooden stopper, poured the water inside into the teapot, and then channeled her energy to heat the teapot.

Lin Yanyu had never seen this method of brewing tea, but seeing the girl’s skilled movements, it didn’t look like a joke. After observing for a while out of curiosity, she couldn’t help but ask, “Then what tea are you brewing?”

Tan Changxin was about to answer when she suddenly heard the sound of a pipa coming from outside the door. Her eyes immediately darkened. She picked up the teapot, about to dodge, when a wind blade arrived at her face.

Seeing that she was about to be hit by the wind blade, Lin Yanyu immediately threw the teacup in her hand, allowing the first wind blade to cut the teacup, and then used her demon energy to hold up the broken pieces of porcelain, blocking the remaining wind blades and using the force to throw them far away.

The exchange happened in an instant. Feng Xianchen, who was not good at hidden weapons, witnessed all this, her face turned pale with fright, and the hand holding the teacup trembled. She looked at the woman in black who was slowly walking into the Chanyun Tower, holding a pipa in her arms.

“Who is so unpleasant?” Lin Yanyu stood up and blocked Tan Changxin, crossing her arms, and her gaze sharply met Yang Hengyu’s for a second. With a lift of her lips, she said arrogantly, “Who is it? Oh, it turns out to be this cat’s defeated opponent!”

The Yang Hengyu in the original text was beautiful, but she was a twisted lunatic, and she deliberately sought madness. Because her birth mother was sacrificed in the conflict between the human and demon races, she had taken pleasure in torturing demon beasts and ordinary animals since she started martial arts training.

In short, her pleasure was animal abuse, which was the main reason why Lin Yanyu repeatedly told Ye Yaozhi to stay away from her.

However, Lin Yanyu was not afraid of her. After two exchanges, she had judged that this person was not her opponent. Only if Yang Hengyu used the strange poisons she had concocted would she need to be cautious.

Yang Hengyu’s face was not pleasant, but Lin Yanyu glanced at her and knew that the ice needles she threw had hit the acupuncture points, avoiding the vital areas. The damage was small, but the insult was extremely strong.

It seemed that this arrogant young lady had never suffered such a setback.

After staring at Yang Hengyu for a while, Lin Yanyu was hesitating whether to continue provoking her when she felt a slight tug on her sleeve. She looked back and saw Tan Changxin smiling at her, asking slowly, “The tea is brewed. Yanyu, why don’t you taste it while it’s hot?”

“All right” Lin Yanyu immediately sat down, took the teacup she handed her, blew on it briefly, and took a small sip.

The entrance was fragrant, and the aftertaste was sweet and refreshing. It was indeed good tea!