Transmigrated Into The Arms Of The Heroine Of A Sadistic Novel - Chapter 26.1
After finishing their bath in the strange atmosphere, the two changed their clothes. When their eyes met, they couldn’t help but look at each other’s bodies, leading to another silence.
Lin Yanyu initially didn’t feel much. In her previous life, when carrying out missions outdoors, she often bathed in rivers with her teammates. Since they were all female, there was nothing to avoid.
But when she thought that Tan Changxin would be her lifelong companion, looking at the younger girl made her feel utterly uncomfortable, though she couldn’t pinpoint the reason. She could only use changing clothes to cover her embarrassment.
Earlier, when they went to see the Tan family head, Lin Yanyu wore the green Daoist robe Tan Changxin gave her to signify her identity as a demon attendant. Now, she had changed into a new red coat with a plush trim that she bought after coming to the human realm.
She was still unaccustomed to wearing ancient clothes. Although she could tie the beautiful knots with the cloth belt, the clothes always felt awkward on her.
Since she couldn’t and didn’t need to go out today, Lin Yanyu patted her clothes, thinking she would just deal with it. But as she was about to leave the bathroom, Tan Changxin grabbed her.
“If you’re not used to wearing human clothes, you can ask me, and I’ll help you put them on,” Tan Changxin said. “But don’t just put them on haphazardly. After all, you are the Young Lord of the Demon Realm, a noble identity, and you should be dressed properly.”
Lin Yanyu thought for a moment, then turned and said, “Then, while you’re helping me, tell me the essential rules. Your human clothes are beautiful, but the way to wear them is too complicated.”
“You’re just not used to it,” Tan Changxin curved her lips. “Once you get used to it, I’ll have some even better-looking clothes custom-made for you.”
Lin Yanyu didn’t expect her to offer to have clothes custom-made for her. She lowered her head and mumbled an ‘mm’, quietly watching Tan Changxin untie her belt and listening to her explain the human style of dress.
Once fully dressed, Tan Changxin led Lin Yanyu into the quiet room, closed the doors and windows tightly, set up a barrier to isolate the outside world, and lit a spiritual energy candle for illumination.
“We cannot go out today; we will seclude ourselves for a day,” Tan Changxin said after placing the candle. “The cooperative techniques you mentioned yesterday are all based on being familiar with each other. While we have nothing else to do, let’s go through the adjustment period first. When the Family Sacrifice is over, and we return to the Profound Glimpse Academy to go on missions together, we can be more composed.”
Lin Yanyu had no objections and couldn’t think of a better activity. She readily agreed.
They brought over prayer mats, sat cross legged facing each other, pressed their palms together, closed their eyes to clear their minds, and began exchanging their inner energies.
The so-called “adjustment period” required not only getting familiar with each other’s temperament and habits but also their inner energies. Since a demon attendant and a Demon Exterminator could use each other’s inner energy, their adjustment involved an extra step of exchanging inner energy during cultivation.
Calling it “exchange” was merely the two parties who had formed the master-servant blood pact introducing each other’s inner energy into their own bodies. Over time, the Demon Exterminator could use the demon attendant’s demonic energy, and the demon attendant could use the Demon Exterminator’s spiritual energy, allowing them to perform better in combat or cope with specific emergencies.
Lin Yanyu had no similar experience in her previous life and was a bit nervous at first. After all, her inner energy attribute was completely opposite to Tan Changxin’s she was fire, and Tan Changxin leaned towards water. She was afraid her inner energy might hurt Tan Changxin after entering her body.
But once they truly started, she found that the younger girl used the constraint of the master-servant blood pact to firmly wrap the demonic energy she transferred with spiritual energy. She used her dantian (lower abdomen) as the adjustment location, guiding Lin Yanyu’s demonic energy to slowly circulate within it.
Although she had her eyes closed, she could sense the younger girl enduring the pain. She couldn’t help but want to retract some of her demonic energy to ease the younger girl’s discomfort. Yet, her demonic energy was unable to break through the surrounding spiritual energy. The more she tried to withdraw it, the more uncomfortable Tan Changxin became.
Noticing this, Lin Yanyu quickly gave up, obediently shrinking her demonic energy into a ball, letting Tan Changxin’s spiritual energy lead it in a slow circuit.
Tan Changxin’s adaptability was quick. Before long, she controlled the demonic and spiritual energies to leave her dantian and slowly move upward along the meridians, passing through the five viscera and six fu organs, and then reaching the Sea of Consciousness, leaving Lin Yanyu’s aura throughout her body.
When the two masses of inner energy reached Lin Yanyu’s Sea of Consciousness, she felt a moment of trance, and Tan Changxin’s memories rushed in like a tide, flashing before her eyes like a revolving lantern.
A Demon Exterminator and a demon attendant could mutually share memories, but either party had to actively choose to let the other see their memories.
Lin Yanyu was deeply moved, realizing the younger girl’s trust in her, and she began to meticulously examine those memories.
However, these memories flashed too quickly. Lin Yanyu didn’t know if forcibly pausing on any part for detailed viewing would have a negative impact on the younger girl, so she decided to see whatever she could without deliberately trying to memorize anything.
But as she watched, she suddenly sensed a memory that felt extremely jarring. She instinctively paid attention to it for a moment, and was instantly shocked.
Through Tan Changxin’s perspective, she saw herself collapsed in a pool of blood, a sword conspicuously plunged into her abdomen!
Seeing this scene, Lin Yanyu felt a sharp pain in her head, like a feeling of fine needles being pricked from the depths of her soul. In a moment, she lost consciousness.
Shen Shi (3:00 PM – 5:00 PM), at the entrance of the Feng family.
A woman in white stopped her sword here, landing and sheathing it. She reached out from under her fox fur collar and lightly knocked on the door.
The cold wind blew against her face. She subconsciously pulled her hood tighter, but still inhaled the cold air, and couldn’t help but cover her mouth and cough.
“Senior Sister Zhuang!”
As she coughed, the wooden door creaked open. Feng Xianchen hurried out to embrace her, patting her back to help her breathe and assisting her inside.
“Why are you back? Didn’t you say you weren’t coming back this year?” In the guest hall, Feng Xianchen poured the woman a cup of hot tea and lit a brazier to warm her.
“I was missing an ingredient for a medicine and remembered we had it at home, so I came back to fetch it,” the woman’s voice sounded weak but unhurried. However, as soon as she finished speaking, she couldn’t help but cough again.
Feng Xianchen said anxiously, “You just needed to send me a letter on a pigeon telling me what ingredient you needed! I could have brought it back for you! In this bitter winter, you still flew over on your sword don’t you care about your health?”
The woman stared at her steadily, then suddenly smiled slightly. She took a sip of hot tea, raised her eyes, and said softly, “I missed you, so I came. Am I unwelcome?”
“You…” All of Feng Xianchen’s anger was dissolved by that smile. For a moment, she couldn’t articulate her feelings.
She thought for a long time, then went behind the woman, looped her arms around her neck, hanging her entire body onto the woman’s, and whispered close to her ear, “Zhuang Jingwei…”
“Hmm?”
“You’ve learned bad things from those illustrated books; you’ve become a flirt!”
“What if I did flirt with you?” Zhuang Jingwei covered the hand Feng Xianchen had stretched out. The touch of her icy cold body made Feng Xianchen groan softly. “You yourself said you liked it, so I specifically went to read those illustrated books Hmph, none of them are proper content.”
Feng Xianchen immediately closed her mouth, timidly letting Zhuang Jingwei rub her fingers. After a long pause, she asked, “The Tan family invited us to their family banquet. Uncle doesn’t want to see the Tan family head, so we have an extra spot… Do you want to go with me?”
Zhuang Jingwei nodded without hesitation: “Since I’ve come all this way, I might as well go to Changxin’s place and freeload a meal.”
You Shi (5:00 PM – 7:00 PM), in the Hengyu Tower.
Ye Yaozhi curled up and lightly touched the bite mark on her shoulder. She lowered her eyes and apologized, “Yaozhi was rough. I ask my Master to punish me.”
“Haven’t I already punished you?” Yang Hengyu lazily reached out, pressing the mark on her shoulder, which made Ye Yaozhi groan softly. “What, do you think it wasn’t enough?”
Ye Yaozhi was about to speak, but felt her tail being held and gently stroked, which immediately flushed her face. She pursed her lips and remained silent.
The master and servant lay together for a long time. Yang Hengyu suddenly said, “You haven’t served your Young Lord before?”
Ye Yaozhi shook her head and said without hesitation, “She only likes to read illustrated books.”
“She only likes to read illustrated books, yet she kidnapped my sister back to the Demon Realm?” Yang Hengyu smiled ambiguously. “Interesting. But your technique was so clumsy it almost hurt me to death, so you truly don’t seem to have any prior serving experience. I will believe you for now.”
She pulled Ye Yaozhi up to sit, summoned a white porcelain wine bottle, and without explanation, handed it over. “Drink with me.”
Ye Yaozhi carefully held the bottle but didn’t open it, quietly watching Yang Hengyu take out another bottle of wine and drink deeply.
“Yaozhi doesn’t drink…” she whispered.
“This is your punishment for being rough,” Yang Hengyu put down her bottle, her eyes slightly red. “You willingly asked for it, so there’s no reason not to drink.”
Ye Yaozhi had no choice but to take a sip.
The fine wine went down smoothly and delicately. Although it was cold wine, a warmth rose from her abdomen after it entered her body.
Seeing that she only took a small sip each time, and needed a moment to recover after a few sips, Yang Hengyu narrowed her eyes in dissatisfaction, but didn’t force her, concentrating on her own drinking.
After finishing, she clinked her wine bottle with Ye Yaozhi’s. Her fingers quickly swapped the two bottles, and she drank the remainder of the wine that Ye Yaozhi had been drinking clean.
Late night, in the Chuan Yun Tower bedroom.
When Lin Yanyu opened her eyes, she saw the candlelight flickering. Tan Changxin was sitting at the desk with her back to her, flipping through a book.
“When did we finish?” Lin Yanyu sat up, rubbing her eyes. As she asked, she checked her internal condition.
She remembered the inner energy exchange started during the day, but she somehow lost consciousness midway. When she woke up and regained awareness, it was already nighttime.
“Four hours ago,” Tan Changxin closed the book and walked over to the couch to sit down. Her expression was solemn. “Your soul was somewhat unstable. Fortunately, the impact on the circulation of inner energy wasn’t significant. After you fell asleep, I used the master-servant blood pact to stop the inner energy exchange.”
“Unstable soul?” Lin Yanyu touched her slightly sore head, guessing that this might be because her soul hadn’t completely merged with the original host’s soul, causing this situation.
“Yes, it’s quite tricky,” Tan Changxin said. “If you are willing to go to the Feng family, I could ask Feng Xianchen’s uncle to take a look at you.”
“I’m fine. Let’s just avoid the Feng family for now,” Lin Yanyu shook her head. Besides not wanting to face the grievances left by the previous generation, she was more afraid of Feng Xianchen’s uncle uncovering her “transmigrator” identity.
Feng Xianchen’s uncle, Feng Mingchi, was a Silver Orchid rank Demon Exterminator specializing in mental-type spells. She truly dared not take the risk.
Seeing her continuously clutching her head, Tan Changxin quickly asked, “Can you sleep? If you can’t, I’ll go light some calming incense.”
“No need, no need, it’s a minor issue,” Lin Yanyu waved her hand. Her gaze went past her to the desk not far away. “It’s so late, what are you reading?”
As soon as she finished speaking, she clearly saw the cover of the book it was indeed a picture that made one feel flustered and confused just by looking at it.
“Nothing,” Tan Changxin maintained a smile, but her body slowly tilted, trying to block Lin Yanyu’s view.
Lin Yanyu: “…”