Chapter 49: Du Xian Sect 7 Part 2

[The skill [Snake Transformation] was drawn by the Host himself—you can’t blame the System…] The System said meekly. [It was probably customized based on the Fan Tian Secret Realm you just experienced. That Qingming was a snake, after all.]

“No need for customization!” Xun Ji’s tone darkened. “Hurry up and undo it!”

[Well…] The System hesitated. [The System can’t undo it. The Host needs to master the skill yourself to change back.]

Xun Ji: “…”

Fine. It was just learning a spell on his own. He had mastered so many of his original body’s spells through muscle memory—what was one Transformation Technique?

Several hours later.

After finishing his meditation, Lu Yun Ting stepped out of the cabin, only to see the silver-white little snake still lying beneath his window.

“Why are you still here?” Lu Yun Ting held a Storage Pouch in hand and crouched down in front of it. “Are you sick?”

The little snake hung its head limply, pathetically flicking out its tongue.

“I don’t have any low-grade Spirit Gathering Pills on hand. Mid-to-high grade ones might be too much for a little guy like you.” Lu Yun Ting pondered for a moment. “Tell you what—I’m heading to Thousand Ren Peak to find Junior Sister Su anyway. They grow spiritual herbs and fruits there. I’ll pick some for you.”

The little snake’s head shot up, shaking rapidly back and forth.

“Don’t shake yourself dizzy.” Lu Yun Ting found it amusing and tapped its little head with a finger. “Why are you shaking your head? You don’t want spiritual herbs or fruits?”

The little snake climbed up his finger and coiled around his forearm.

“Hiss hiss!” Don’t go find Su Yanran!

Lu Yun Ting laughed helplessly. “Why are you wrapping around me?” He reached to pry the little snake off, but it clung tighter, determined.

As the man and snake were locked in a stalemate, a Sound Transmission Talisman arrived in midair.

“Yun Ting, come to Pingxu Peak at once. There is an important matter to discuss.” It was the voice of Du Xian Sect’s Sect Leader, Yulan Zhenren.

Lu Yun Ting bowed to the talisman. “This disciple obeys.” His bow was a bit crooked, thanks to the restless little thing coiled on his right wrist.

He raised his wrist to eye level and sighed helplessly. “If you won’t leave, then stay put.” With that, he took out a Spirit Beast Bag, formed a hand seal, and stored the little silver snake inside.

Xun Ji: “…”

The traitorous disciple Lu Yun Ting, number one offender against his master!

At Pingxu Peak, in front of the Sect Leader Hall.

Lu Yun Ting stood tall and straight, exceptionally handsome.

“Yun Ting pays respects to Sect Leader Uncle and the various Elders.”

Yulan Zhenren nodded in satisfaction, kindly saying, “Yun Ting, you successfully retrieved the Buddha Heart Stone from the Fan Tian Secret Realm this time—a great merit. What reward would you like?”

He had only asked casually. He knew Lu Yun Ting’s character best: he never complained about sect duties and never sought credit. Yulan Zhenren thought this, his eyes filling with even more approval.

Then the Du Xian Sect’s eldest disciple, sturdy as pine and bamboo, lifted his robe and dropped to his knees with a thud.

The Spirit Beast Bag at his waist shook, instantly rousing Xun Ji from his half-dozing state.

What reward could this sect-brainwashed fool possibly want? Xun Ji yawned, recalling his days as a corporate drone, when certain weirdo colleagues always led the overtime charge, grinding themselves to death. When the boss pretend-generously offered snacks or bonuses, they’d righteously refuse, claiming devotion to the company.

It still pissed him off thinking about it. You don’t want rewards? I do…

“Yun Ting does have a reward he desires,” the youth in deep cyan disciple robes said deferentially, eyes lowered. “Please, Sect Leader Uncle and Elders, grant it.”

Xun Ji: “?”

Yulan Zhenren: “?”

“Hmph, so he pretends to be dutiful all the time, just waiting for today to ask for rewards.” Xuanjing Zhenren put on an ‘I knew it’ face, feigning magnanimity. “Speak. What do you want?”

“Yun Ting wishes to form a Dao companion bond with Su Yanran, Junior Sister Su of Thousand Ren Peak.”

“Oh, wants a Dao companion…?” Xuanjing Zhenren stroked his beard and nodded, then froze midway, his voice exploding in fury. “What did you say?!”

Yulan Zhenren and the other Elders clearly hadn’t expected such a request either and were momentarily stunned.

“You little brat! Delusional fool!” Xuanjing Zhenren flew into a rage. “So what if you’re a bit talented and have a good reputation? You dare covet my disciple Yanran! She won’t marry you! Dream on!”

Good. Well said. Xun Ji nestled in the Spirit Beast Bag, secretly moved.

Though Lu Yun Ting had suddenly gone mad wanting to marry Su Yanran, fortunately, her master was Xuanjing Elder—the only one in Du Xian Sect who couldn’t stand Lu Yun Ting. With him around, this marriage would never happen.

[Host, you cultivated feelings with the Protagonist in the secret realm while impersonating Su Yanran. If they become Dao companions now and deepen their bond, won’t that help unseal the Emotion Vein?]

“No way.” Xun Ji flicked his tail. “The Protagonist has several love interests in the original story. Marrying this early would derail the later plots.”

“Speaking of which, I need to be more careful from now on. Lu Yun Ting’s such a stickler. If I get too close to him… cough, afterward he runs to the Sect Leader begging to marry. This time, Su Yanran only kissed him a few times in the secret realm, and he’s already begging the Sect Leader to let him marry her.” Xun Ji resolved inwardly. “I absolutely can’t have any more intimate contact with the Protagonist!”

[Host is so meticulous, planning ahead, strategizing from afar, winning victories a thousand miles away!] The System flattered wildly. [Things like sacrificing your body to help the Protagonist when you first arrived will absolutely never happen again!]

Don’t speak too soon.

Several hours later, as Xun Ji gave up struggling and met Lu Yun Ting’s scorching lips, he thought with a heavy heart.