How to Easily Capture a Long Aotian [Quick Transmigration] 21

Chapter 21: The Unwed Wife of the Favored Son of Heaven (Part 1)

Yu Lin had lived in the script world for many years. It was only when he was ejected by the world that he realized that even a seemingly endless script had an end.

Due to the world’s restrictions, the system did not directly communicate with Su Huai.

But over the years, having witnessed Su Huai’s actions, it somewhat understood how important this person was to Yu Lin.

Back in the mission space, it cautiously approached.

It comforted him in a small voice, “Lin Lin, the settlement hasn’t come down yet. Do you want to rest for a while?”

The Transmigration Bureau did not forbid falling in love with NPCs, but after the mission, the world line would not be reopened. The host had to digest the sweet and sour memories on their own.

Yu Lin sat in front of the panel, a little slow to react. He lowered his eyes to look at his empty palm, was stunned for a moment, and said softly, “Next one.”

He was a little down, and a little confused. He had expected it, but he still felt empty inside.

The system looked at him with concern, hesitated for a moment, and opened the second script.

The plot of the second world was crude and simple. The name said it all: The Favored Son of Heaven, Xie Yibai.

Xie Yibai was a person of great fortune. He was born with a sword bone and was taken in by the Taoist Qingming of Mount Cangsong at the age of three. In fourteen years, he had become the number one in the sword dao of the Nine Provinces, a genius second to none.

He was only seventeen now, but his swordsmanship and cultivation were outstanding. In the sect’s grand competition, he had suppressed all the other prodigies, and his strength was already above that of the elders.

The old ancestor of the Jiming Sect, the Bodhi Heavenly Master, had said that this child’s fate was indescribably noble. Although there was a calamity in his fate, if this calamity could be overcome within a hundred years, he would ride the wind and be reborn, and would surely become a generation’s Sword Venerable.

As soon as the prophecy was made, Xie Yibai had been on the path of face-slapping all kinds of cannon fodder almost every day since he was a child, and had taken a classic Long Aotian script.

Yu Lin briefly looked at it. In this world, his role was still not much. Although he was the male lead’s unwed wife, he only appeared in the early stages.

The only son of the Yu family of Lingyang. Due to a Taoist’s prophecy, he had been disguised as a woman since he was a child, and had a personality of a Buddha’s mouth and a snake’s heart.

His fate was compatible with Xie Yibai’s. The two of them had been betrothed by their elders when they were children to resolve the fatal calamities in their respective fates.

The Yu family and Mount Cangsong had a tacit understanding of this matter and had dealings with each other. Only the original host held a grudge.

Due to the rumors in the streets, he had always believed that his own fate was noble, and that he had been pushed out to be a shield for Xie Yibai, the future Sword Venerable.

He watched as Xie Yibai enjoyed boundless glory and became the number one in the Nine Provinces, and he felt more and more that if it weren’t for Xie Yibai blocking his fate, he should have been the one who was enjoying boundless glory and being sought after by the world.

He was weak and sickly, and his cultivation was not obvious, so he hated the star-studded Xie Yibai even more. In the sect’s grand competition, he had made a show of himself under Xie Yibai’s name, but in secret, he had bullied the weak and cheated small sects of their magical artifacts.

After this was exposed, he was personally warned by Xie Yibai and punished. Since then, the original host had held a grudge against Xie Yibai and had always been resentful.

He was a very good actor. On the surface, he had turned over a new leaf, but in reality, he had teamed up with the villains who were dissatisfied with Xie Yibai’s dominance and had tried every means to kill him.

Later, when Xie Yibai faced his great calamity and his cultivation was scattered, he had indeed come to his door. Not only had he kicked him when he was down, broken off the engagement, and humiliated him, but he had also slaughtered several lives in Xie Yibai’s sect.

That was the first time the original host had stepped on the high and mighty Xie Yibai. He had been in the limelight and was extremely happy, but he had also planted the seeds of disaster for himself.

After Xie Yibai was reborn, the Yu family, and all the families that had attacked Mount Cangsong that year, were all settled, and they were all wiped out.

***

A light rain had fallen in Lingyang a few days ago. The rain had washed the flowers, grass, and trees outside the city very clean. From a distance, it looked like a vast expanse of green sea and blue sky.

It was spring, the season when the peach blossoms were in full bloom. On Mount Feicui, a group of young boys and girls were holding their life-bound weapons, looking at a tree from time to time.

A disciple of the Tianji Sect in a golden robe was resting his chin on his hand and discussing in a low voice, “Are you serious? Is she really…?”

Immortal sect disciples had to leave home at the age of sixteen to go out and train. They could go anywhere in the nine lands and fifteen cities of the Immortal Continent, but they were not allowed to stay at home.

So this group of young boys and girls were mostly travel-worn, having come from a hundred, or even a thousand, miles away.

Only five meters away, under the tree, this young lady of the Yu family… because she was too pampered, not only had she been kept at home until she was seventeen, but when she came out, she was still in a place not far from her home.

The group of young boys and girls who had just left their sects couldn’t help but feel strange. Their gazes fell on her from time to time, wanting to say something but hesitating, and then slowly looking away.

For no other reason… they had originally thought that they would not associate with such a lazy and cunning person.

It was just… not to mention that this young lady’s relationship with that young martial uncle of Mount Cangsong was extraordinary.

Even just now, when the Soul-devouring Beast had suddenly pounced, it was this young lady who had reached out and pushed a junior sister away.

After pushing her away, she had been silent and had not sought any reward. She had just coughed lightly, and in a moment, her face had turned as pale as paper, and she had leaned against the tree and not moved.

This… could something have happened?

The crowd whispered, but they didn’t dare to approach, just feeling troubled in their hearts.

The Immortal Sect’s Medical Code said that during the training period, ordinary disciples could not move the injured at will.

They didn’t have a medical cultivator, and they didn’t know what was wrong with this young lady. It was really worrying.

Yu Lin didn’t know that these young boys and girls were in a daze.

He had finished reading the script, entered the world, and the first thing he saw was a Soul-devouring Beast. He had subconsciously blocked it.

He hadn’t expected that this body was so weak that after blocking for a moment, he had instantly lost his strength and could only cough lightly and lean against the tree trunk to rest with his eyes closed.

Yu Lin lowered his eyes slightly, and the fingers resting on his knees were a little numb.

In this world, he was a person with a Buddha’s mouth and a snake’s heart, with strong jealousy, who liked to be the center of attention.

…Not difficult. It was even simpler than the last script, because he didn’t even need to speak.

As the only son of the Yu family of Lingyang, although he had been disguised as a woman due to a prophecy and felt that he had been wronged, in other aspects, he had always been pampered.

Although he was weak and sickly from birth, and his health was not good.

But that was nothing. The Yu family would find all the heavenly materials and earthly treasures in this world for him, and they would guard and raise him, and they would always be able to cure him.

This also caused the original host’s personality to be gentle on the surface, but selfish in reality. In his eyes, all things in the world were like straw dogs, not worth a single finger of his.

Most of the prodigies of the Yu family of Lingyang saw through him and did not associate with him in the sect’s training.

So in this plot point of exorcising demons on Mount Feicui, there were no familiar people around him. They were all ordinary disciples who had been randomly assigned, and there were no prodigies among them.

With no one worth befriending around him, he was too lazy to pretend and didn’t even give these young immortal sect disciples a single glance.

He was perfunctory, and when the demon attacked, he had run away halfway, breaking the formation that had already been set up, causing more than half of the immortal sect disciples on this trip to be killed or injured.

—This was the second half of the plot. When Xie Yibai was settling accounts with the Yu family, a surviving disciple had provided the charges against the original host.

Yu Lin pressed his lips together and read the sentence “of the dozens of people who went, eight or nine out of ten died” over and over again, and couldn’t help but cough lightly.

Not far away, a group of immortal sect disciples looked at each other, but did not come over.

It wasn’t that no one talked to him, but this young lady, who looked gentle, was actually perfunctory.

Young people were the most sensitive, so they didn’t ask for trouble, which caused this awkward situation.

Fortunately, they were sixteen years old, and they were all juniors who had been carefully cultivated by their respective immortal sects. Their character was solid, and they didn’t hold grudges.

Especially the junior sister who had just been pulled, who was from the Tianyin Sect. Seeing her cough, she couldn’t get over it.

So she waved goodbye to her fellow disciples, hesitated for a moment, and came over with a small pill bottle. She squatted in front of Yu Lin and called him softly, “…Younger Martial Sister? Younger Martial Sister?”

The little girl in a blue plain dress still had baby fat on her face. The two buns on the side of her ears swayed with her tilted head.

She called softly. Yu Lin heard the voice, opened his eyes to look at her, and met a pair of bright eyes.

Yu Lin was stunned for a moment and sat up straight against the tree.

In the spring of Lingyang, the green mountains were thoughtful, and the wind was gentle and harmonious. The brilliant sunlight came through the gaps in the leaves.

Nanyin looked up in a daze.

She just felt that the person in front of her was indescribably beautiful.

It was clearly the same face, but yesterday it was hard ice, and today it was a spring willow.

Nanyin’s mouth opened slightly, and she was a little hesitant, looking at her.

She lowered her eyes, and her long eyelashes lifted slightly. The pretty light mole on her cheek was dyed with light in the gaps in the tree shade.

She opened her mouth, her amber eyes clear, and her voice, different from the crisp voice of ordinary female cultivators, was a little gentle and hoarse as she asked, “Junior Sister, what’s wrong?”

Spring and people were suitable, and the willows were like embroidery. Nanyin looked at her, and unknowingly, her face turned red, and her heart pounded.

She reached out, wiped her knees, and said randomly, “Younger Martial Sister, why are you out by yourself?”

“Ah, no…”

She pressed her lips together lightly. “Younger Martial Sister, are you not feeling well? Do you want a Rejuvenation Pill? I made it myself.”

The Tianyin Sect originally cultivated both medicine and music, but unfortunately, Nanyin was good at the zither and had no talent in medicine, so she could only make some ordinary pills.

The others were not at ease and did not treat her as a medical cultivator. She was all smiles and didn’t mind.

“…” A young lady like this probably wouldn’t eat it. But this was all she had. Nanyin looked at the pill bottle in her hand hesitantly.

Yu Lin also lowered his eyes to look at the snow-white pill bottle that was handed to him. A Rejuvenation Pill, the most common low-level pill in the immortal sects, was only used by those who had no money.

The original host would not eat it, but he had always prided himself on being peerless, so he had always been kind to two kinds of people.

One was the stupid.

The other was those who praised him.

The little girl looked over in a daze, her eyes full of shock. Yu Lin paused for a moment, reached out and took the Rejuvenation Pill bottle from her hand.

The green pill, when bitten lightly between the lips and teeth, had a faint minty taste.

Sweet… immortal sect mints. Yu Lin was slightly stunned.

Nanyin was far away in the Tianyin Sect, but she had actually heard that the Yu family was wealthy. Seeing her frown, she thought she had been offended and was about to be scolded.

With a light “click.”

The younger martial sister opened the porcelain bottle, took another Rejuvenation Pill that ordinary people would disdain, and put it in her mouth.

A moment later, she looked over, her features quiet, and one of her cheeks was slightly puffed out.

She said, “Thank you.”

After a moment of hesitation, “Three hundred spirit stones. I’ll buy two bottles. Is that okay?”

Nanyin was stunned. “No, no.”

Then she paused.

How much?!

***

They were all sixteen-year-old young boys and girls from various immortal sects. The sect’s training was the most exciting thing they could encounter before leaving the mountain.

The group of them was full of excitement, but this Soul-devouring Beast on Mount Feicui was very cunning. After one failed attack, it had hidden in the mountain.

As the sky gradually darkened, the young people no longer advanced rashly and found a stream to light a bonfire.

Yu Lin sat outside the crowd. No one drove him away, but no one talked to him either. Except for Nanyin, they were not very familiar with each other.

Yu Lin didn’t feel lost, but just glanced at the reeds of different heights by the stream and vaguely felt that something was wrong.

A flame flashed, and two bonfires suddenly rose by the stream. The firelight was warm and yellow, shadowy, and melted into the afterglow of the spring sun.

The young people sitting around were warming themselves by the fire and talking and laughing. Someone asked, “After this trip, what are your plans?”

“To travel the world?”

“To help the world and save people.”

“Me, I’ll just be a rich and idle person.”

They chatted about everything under the sun, and the sound of laughter by the stream was constant.

In the dead of night, the bright moon hung low. By the stream, there was laughter and the chirping of insects.

The young immortal sect disciples were gathered together, holding dry rations and munching on them, in a happy and harmonious atmosphere.

The atmosphere was too good. A scholar-like young man with a headscarf hesitated for a moment, and a pair of fox-like eyes looked over. “It’s cold in the mountains. Nanyin, Yu… Younger Martial Uncle, aren’t you coming to warm yourselves by the fire?”

Besides the dazed Nanyin, the others were unwilling to go over for another important reason.

This Yu… Younger Martial Uncle, was after all… that person’s unwed wife, and was a generation higher than them.

Not to mention that it was not good to be presumptuous, if they accidentally offended her, it would be enough for them to suffer.

But to meet was fate. To always ignore her would make it seem like they were ostracizing her. The five-good rogue cultivator Hu Guangsan, who had been voted the dream of the young girls of the Biguang Academy for five consecutive years, thought so, and so he invited her.

The other young people were not dissatisfied, but instead looked over with curiosity.

A finger secretly reached over from the side and poked the finger resting on Yu Lin’s knee. Yu Lin was stunned for a moment, then his eyes curved into a smile, and he did not refuse. “Okay.”

The night hanging in the sky fell down and fell into a light rain, and the leaves were blown by the wind with a rustling sound, and all was quiet.

The young people also relaxed, resting their heads on their hands, and looked up at the sky.

There was no moon tonight, and the light was dim, and the bonfire was dim.

The crowd was extremely relaxed and almost fell asleep.

Yu Lin sat by the bonfire, and before a ray of faint light fell, his movements were even a little faster than his intuition.

He reached out and waved away two young men. With a “splash,” something broke out of the water and sprayed a strong stream of water into the air.

The young people were stunned for a moment, and the life-bound weapons hanging by their sides buzzed and all hung high in the air.

However, it was already too late. The Soul-devouring Beast had broken out of the water, and they had come in pairs. They had human faces and beast bodies, and they made a cry like a child. They sprayed water swords from the left and right.

The Soul-devouring Beast was a middle-level strange beast that could cause slight hallucinations. It was already difficult to kill, and there were two of them.

The young people were caught off guard and hurriedly responded, but they were hit by the water swords sprayed by the Soul-devouring Beast, and several people were injured in an instant.

The thick smell of blood spread in the grass on the shore, accompanied by waves of painful cries.

The young people fell to the ground and were beaten into a mess.

Yu Lin frowned, knowing that the Soul-devouring Beast’s attribute was water.

The air became thin. Yu Lin pressed his lips together, and he didn’t know whose sword had fallen with a “clang” and landed by his leg.

Yu Lin bent down to pick it up, and then a sword intent rose from the ground and was thrown from the stream.

The sharp claws and the sword intent collided. The young man who was being held by the Soul-devouring Beast was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly struggled to fall, escaping death.

The others looked up in surprise and only saw the young lady’s features quiet, her face pale, like a crane standing alone, stopped by the water.

Her sword intent was pressing, but her cultivation was low. The Soul-devouring Beast was enraged and stretched out its sharp claws, and was about to grab her.

A silver-white sword came from the sky and cut through the long sky.

Xie Yibai was in a tight-fitting suit, and his silver narrow sleeves were slightly gathered. He was like a cold and beautiful sword from Mount Cangsong, and he swung a stream of light from the night sky.

The Soul-devouring Beast, which had been so arrogant just now, fell to the ground with a sound. It didn’t even have time to scream before its head was cut off by a sword.

The young man’s waist was lean, and his ponytail was tied high. He turned his head, and in the moonlight, his eyes were long and narrow, and his eyes were sharp and bright.

He killed the Soul-devouring Beast, turned around with his sword, and his brow was slightly raised. “Hmm? The sect’s trial… a group of little brats. Since it’s the sect’s trial, who let you stay by the water at night? Did you skip your lessons?”

Xie Yibai was only seventeen this year.

However, as the number one in the world of sword dao, he had never experienced such a small matter as a trial.

It was said that as soon as he came out of the mountain, he had challenged the Hundred Demon Ridge, and then he had fought all the way. The demons would take a detour when they saw him.

After fighting until now, some people had commented that he was the number one in the world of sword dao, and his seniority was getting higher and higher. The disciples of the same age had to call him Younger Martial Uncle.

Some people would shiver when they heard his name, afraid of being compared with him.

Xie Yibai also knew his reputation.

He turned around with a smile, looked down, reached out and picked up the most wretched little brat on the ground, and began to scold him with a straight face.

When Xie Yibai was not smiling, he was extremely intimidating. His features were cold and sharp, and he opened his mouth and said, “And you, your sword intent is not bad, but what happened just now? The Soul-devouring Beast rushed over, and you just went straight for it. Are you very proud? How do you usually study your lessons?”

One second… two seconds… three seconds passed.

The person he was holding did not answer him.

Xie Yibai was slightly stunned, wondering if his name was no longer effective. He looked down, and his face was stunned.

The person he was scolding had his black hair hanging down slightly, and his eyes were a light amber color. His lips were pressed lightly together, and he looked up.

His features were quiet, like a bit of spring light that had been left behind in the streets and alleys in the continuous light rain of Lingyang.

The kind that Xie Yibai had liked to admire the most when he was young on the mountain.

Pitiful and cute, he pressed his lips together and looked at him, his eyes dazed, as if he had not yet reacted.

Xie Yibai was stunned for a moment. He looked at him, and for some reason, he rarely stuttered. He lifted his finger and put him down.

This body of Yu Lin’s was not good. He had been sitting by the water and had been blown by the wind for a while, and his fingers were cold.

When Xie Yibai touched them, his heart panicked. He didn’t care about much and subconsciously reached out and rubbed them for him.

The young man was full of vitality. Yu Lin’s fingers were held in his hand, and they went from cold to scorching hot.

Yu Lin was stunned for a moment and slowly looked up at him. For a moment, he almost thought he was another person.

But… how could it be?

“You…” Because of the exhaustion, Yu Lin was a little dizzy and a little confused. He held his breath, grabbed Xie Yibai’s hand, and his voice was a little hoarse. “You…”

He reached out, his fingers slender, and refused to let go. Because of the force, they were slightly white.

He didn’t know that he looked as pitiful as a piece of paper, and his eyes were red, as if he had been greatly wronged.

The surrounding young people looked at each other, staring at this unwed couple, all with a question mark on their faces, and communicated with their eyes.

『What did Younger Martial Uncle Xie do?』

『I don’t know!』

『I know, I know. He just scolded the young lady!』

『My god!!』

『The unwed husband scolded the unwed wife!!! My god!!! Xie Yibai is going to turn the world upside down!!!』

The number one great demon king of the immortal sects was in no mood to care about their flirtatious glances.

“Hey… hey…” At this moment, Xie Yibai was a little panicked, and his hands and feet were in a mess, and his heart was very sour.

He pressed his heart and squatted down, looking at the person in front of him. He wanted to reach out and touch him, but he didn’t dare, so he could only coax him in a low voice, “You… you… don’t cry. Where are you not feeling well? Where does it hurt?”

He was half-squatting, and his face was illuminated by the firelight, dim and bright. He said softly, “Don’t cry. Which family’s young lady are you? I’ll take you to the Medicine King to have a look, okay?”