Chapter 2
Leaving the training grounds, Heng Yu chose another parasol tree. This one was exceptionally tall, with thick branches that wouldn’t dig into her back, and it was located deep within the forest, making it less likely to be disturbed. Compared to these advantages, the sparse foliage and the sunlight filtering through were minor inconveniences.
Heng Yu looked around, picked a leaf larger than her face, and with a flash, settled onto the tree. She slowly lay down, covering her face with the leaf, and hummed a tuneless melody as she drifted off to sleep.
In truth, Heng Yu’s chosen tranquil spot wasn’t so tranquil after all. Just as she was about to fall asleep, a sweet voice called out from below, “Master Luo, what a pleasant pastime.”
Pleasant pastime!
Her pleasant pastime of sleeping was constantly being ruined by these people.
Heng Yu removed the leaf from her face and looked down at the woman standing beneath the tree. Searching her memory, Heng Yu’s eyebrows rose slightly. “So it’s Master Mu.”
Of the ten young masters, only three were women. Heng Yu had a cool and aloof demeanor, Wu Mei exuded a seductive aura, and Mu Huan projected a charming and playful image.
Mu Huan wore a revealing pink gauze dress, her expression innocent and her eyes clear, like a spotless celestial being. But this was merely a facade. Mu Huan’s cultivation at the peak of Foundation Establishment had been achieved entirely through dual cultivation.
Mu Huan looked up at Heng Yu, her eyes shimmering. “Has Master Luo met Buddhist disciple Liao Wu?”
“No, I haven’t.”
Mu Huan’s face lit up with longing, oblivious to whether Heng Yu was interested. “Senior Brother Liao Wu is noble and refined, with profound Buddhist Dharma and exceptional looks. The moment I saw him, I knew he was meant for me. And as luck would have it, he’s actually entering the mortal world to overcome his tribulation of love. Doesn’t Master Luo think this is a match made in heaven?”
As she spoke, Mu Huan lightly licked her lips. Innocence and allure, two completely contradictory qualities, coexisted perfectly within her.
Heng Yu: “…”
Where did this delusional person come from?
The corners of her lips lifted as she answered honestly, “No.”
After speaking, Heng Yu raised a hand to shield her eyes, finding the sunlight rather harsh. She casually placed the leaf on top of her head.
Mu Huan’s smile froze.
The edge of the leaf drooped slightly, perfectly blocking the glaring sunlight for Heng Yu. With her eyes more comfortable, she felt like chatting.
Heng Yu asked curiously, “If the mission falls to you, how do you plan to seduce the Buddhist disciple?”
This person was so confident, anticipating the mission, she must have some special strategy.
Mu Huan smiled confidently. “No matter how noble and refined a Buddhist disciple is, he’s still a man. A more direct approach might be quite effective.”
She stretched, revealing more of her skin. Considering how Mu Huan had advanced so quickly, it wasn’t difficult to guess what this “direct approach” entailed.
This answer disappointed Heng Yu.
That’s it?
“You can’t even defeat him, how can you be direct?”
At this moment, Heng Yu’s previously calm heart suddenly stirred slightly. Wu Mei’s seductive arts were impressive, but those who cultivated Buddhism possessed strong willpower and were less susceptible to such charms. And Mu Huan was a brainless type who only knew how to conquer through sleeping with people…
In the end, this troublesome and uninteresting task of seducing the Buddhist disciple…
Surely it wouldn’t fall on her!
Mu Huan twirled a strand of hair around her finger, playing with it idly. “Master Luo shouldn’t underestimate my methods. I didn’t reach my current position for nothing.”
Hearing her confident words, Heng Yu immediately felt more at ease.
“I see. Farewell then.”
She placed the leaf back over her face and lay down to continue sleeping. The original body had suffered Qi deviation, and after taking a sixth-grade pill, her damaged meridians were slowly recovering. However, the pill had strong side effects, and Heng Yu could only rely on sleep to distract herself from the lingering pain in her limbs.
Mu Huan wanted to say more, but seeing Heng Yu’s uncooperative attitude, she stamped her foot and turned to leave.
The forest became quiet again.
Heng Yu rested one hand behind her head and closed her eyes, drifting off to sleep.
But before she could fall into a deep slumber, a streak of light flashed across the sky, locked onto Heng Yu’s aura, circled a few times, and landed beside her, transforming into a transmission talisman.
The talisman vibrated. Heng Yu: “…”
Why was it so difficult to get some sleep?
She reached out, grabbed the talisman, and crushed it with a surge of spiritual energy.
The talisman transformed into the voice of her master, Grand Elder You Yun.
“Disciple, return quickly.”
Heng Yu’s eyes snapped open.
Her cheap master had finished his closed-door cultivation?
When Heng Yu transmigrated a month ago, You Yun was in seclusion, refining pills. Now that he had emerged, the pills must be ready.
Her master was a formidable figure—a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, whose mastery of seductive arts was near perfection.
Fortunately, You Yun spent most of his time in seclusion, so despite their master-disciple relationship, they hadn’t interacted much. Now that the soul within this body had changed, You Yun shouldn’t be able to tell.
Thanks to the Time and Space Administration’s intervention, her compatibility with this body was one hundred percent.
Heng Yu sat up, drew the long sword from her waist, and flew back to Ning Yu Peak on her sword.
Pushing open the creaking wooden door, she stepped on the fallen yellow parasol leaves and walked to the stone table, bowing to You Yun in the same respectful manner as the original body.
“No need for formalities.” You Yun gestured to an empty stone stool. “Sit down. I called you here to discuss the inner sect mission.”
Heng Yu sat down, took a sip of tea, and took the opportunity to observe You Yun’s appearance.
Seated on the stone stool, he wore a red robe that, despite being perfectly proper and covering every inch of his skin, still exuded a captivating allure. Even his simplest gestures conveyed an exceptionally charming and unrestrained elegance.
You Yun was about to speak when he suddenly let out a soft gasp. “You’ve abandoned the cultivation of seductive arts?”
After only a month, the seductive air around his disciple had completely vanished. Now, dressed in a green Daoist robe, she exuded a cool and aloof aura. If not for her long, loose hair instead of a Daoist topknot, she would have truly resembled a disciple from a righteous sect.
Heng Yu didn’t answer immediately. She asked, “Master, do you mind?”
Her master specialized in seductive arts.
Currently, You Yun was her greatest backer. If he minded, she would definitely answer that she hadn’t abandoned them : )
To live a carefree life, it was important to be adaptable.
“It doesn’t matter,” You Yun said. “However…”
Heng Yu was straightforward. “Master, I have abandoned the cultivation of seductive arts.”
You Yun was momentarily speechless. “If you don’t cultivate seductive arts in the Hehuan Sect, how will you obtain admiration value?”
He hadn’t spent much time with this direct disciple, but the cultivation technique she practiced was bestowed by him, so You Yun naturally knew that breaking through to the Core Formation and Nascent Soul stages required admiration value as a supplement.
Speaking of which, You Yun sounded slightly disdainful. “Your admiration value is only one thousand, right? Back when I was at your level, mine had already surpassed one hundred thousand.”
Heng Yu didn’t want to discuss this topic.
She was about to refill You Yun’s teacup when he sensed something amiss and grasped her wrist.
A cool spiritual energy flowed from You Yun’s palm into Heng Yu’s body.
A moment later, he released her hand, his brow furrowing slightly. “Damaged meridians? You’ve experienced Qi deviation?”
“Nothing can be hidden from Master,” Heng Yu said helplessly. “But I’ve already taken the life-saving pill Master left me. Now, aside from some lingering effects, I’m fine. Master needn’t worry.”
“How did you suddenly experience Qi deviation?”
Heng Yu didn’t know what had happened. She had inherited all of the original body’s memories, except for the period surrounding the incident, which seemed to have been deliberately erased.
This kept her on guard. The Hehuan Sect was a demonic sect; if she truly believed this place to be benevolent, she would be naive.
However, she kept these thoughts to herself, maintaining an innocent smile on her face.
“I must have been too eager to achieve a breakthrough and acted rashly during cultivation.”
You Yun didn’t press further. “I’ll refine a few bottles of healing pills for you later. You’ll be going out for the inner sect mission soon, and you can’t go with injuries.”
The topic conveniently shifted back to the inner sect mission.
You Yun continued, “The inner sect mission is mandatory. With your talent and strength, the mission you receive will be at least A-rank. By the way, you should already know about the anomaly with the Sect’s Foundation Stone, indicating that the Undying Sect’s Buddhist disciple, Liao Wu, is about to undergo his tribulation of love.”
A plate of bright red spiritual fruits sat on the stone table, their sweet fragrance wafting through the air. Heng Yu reached out, picked one up, and took a crisp bite.
“The penalty for failing an inner sect mission is severe. I just hope this mission doesn’t fall on you.”
Heng Yu swallowed the fruit. “I just encountered Master Mei and Master Mu. They both seemed quite confident.”
You Yun hadn’t paid much attention to his own disciple, let alone the other two young inner sect disciples.
Hearing this, he nodded. “That’s good. In ten days, just pick any A-rank mission. Completing it will earn you at least ten thousand admiration points, enough for you to break through to the Core Formation stage.”
You Yun had laid out a clear plan for her.
