“Yunting Lord, what are you doing?!” Li Hanzhao exclaimed in shock. “Do you know that this will sever Fan Tian’s chance at reincarnation? You… mmph!”
His gaze suddenly turned vacant, and his head drooped limply. Behind him, Lu Yun Ting gripped his collar with one hand, hoisting him up, while the other hand maintained the pose from casting the spell just moments ago.
Forget Worry Curse.
Xun Ji regarded him calmly. “Does Senior Brother Lu plan to cast the Forget Worry Curse on me too?”
“The matter of obtaining the Buddha Heart Stone must not be known to the other sects,” Lu Yun Ting said earnestly. “Junior Sister Su is a fellow disciple of Du Xian Sect and came here to fulfill the sect’s orders. She aided me greatly on this journey, so how could I cast a spell on you?”
“The sect’s orders?” Xun Ji smiled faintly. “Senior Brother Lu, how important are the sect’s orders to you?”
Lu Yun Ting answered without hesitation. “More important than anything.”
Xun Ji nodded. “Very well. Senior Brother Lu, since the matters here are settled, I’ll take my leave first.”
Lu Yun Ting paused, seemingly surprised that he was in such a hurry to go. “The Fan Tian Secret Realm is rich in spiritual energy. Junior Sister, you could…”
“Senior Brother Lu, I’m a bit tired.” Xun Ji cut him off and summoned his flying sword. “Farewell.”
The pink-clad girl flew off unsteadily into the distance. Lu Yun Ting watched her vanishing figure, then suddenly reached up to touch his chest.
His cultivation path had always been smooth, with breakthroughs coming naturally without any blockages in his spiritual energy. It must have been from spending too long in Fan Tian’s illusion, he thought. He had likely suffered some minor influence. After handling the last matter and returning to Du Xian Sect for proper meditation and cultivation, it would be fine soon enough.
[Is the Host really okay?] the System asked worriedly. [The System truly has no way to answer that question about the Host…]
Inside Du Xian Sect, at the side peak of Duansxue Peak, in Lu Yun Ting’s small cabin, Xun Ji lay on the bed, lost in thought.
“No need,” he said. “No need to answer. I already know the answer.”
Lu Yun Ting’s heart held only the sect and righteousness. He was the favored son of heaven, the model disciple of the immortal sect. Between the entanglements of love and hate from a hundred years ago and the current sect orders, he didn’t even need to think to make his choice.
Lu Yun Ting had done nothing wrong. Getting a clear answer was a good thing.
Yet Xun Ji inexplicably felt a bit irritated.
[Host, don’t be unhappy. Look, the Emotion Vein Unsealing Progress has risen to 10%!]
“What?” Xun Ji was surprised. So that blockhead wasn’t entirely unmoved after all.
He opened the task panel and saw the red progress bar had reached 10%, with a [Claim Reward] button beside it.
Xun Ji perked up. The System was finally acting like a proper one, giving him rewards!
He pressed the button immediately.
[Ding! Congratulations, Host. You successfully advanced the Protagonist’s Emotion Vein unsealing and obtained 1000 points.]
Not bad—equivalent to the Key Plot Point Task reward from the previous world!
[Ding! Congratulations, Host. You obtained one [Mall Scratch Card].]
A thin white card fell into his hand. Xun Ji’s eyes lit up. Something new! Was the classic gacha segment finally here?
“How do I use this?” He held up the card and examined it closely.
[Host, this is a random reward from the System Mall. It generally ties into the Small World’s background. In the Cultivation World, for example, you might scratch out elixirs, cultivation methods, treasures, and so on. But the quality all depends on the Host’s luck~]
Xun Ji brimmed with confidence. “Don’t worry. Back in the day, I played gacha games so hard that the net cafe staff called to beg me to stop.”
[…]
[Good luck to the Host. But the System must remind you: once the Scratch Card is scratched, it takes effect immediately.]
“Got it, got it.” Xun Ji sat cross-legged on the bed, rubbing his hands eagerly. “Let me show you what a single-pull miracle looks like!”
He slowly scraped off the silver coating, his heart pounding as he read the words bit by bit:
“Snake… Transformation?”
The white card erupted in brilliant light, enveloping the handsome white-robed, white-haired Immortal Venerable on the bed.
“Who dares to be so brazen here!” Lu Yun Ting shouted sharply as he burst through the door.
He had just returned from the Fan Tian Secret Realm and sensed unusual spiritual energy fluctuations in his cabin. Thinking of his master still resting here, he grew concerned.
But the cabin was empty, with no signs of intrusion. Lu Yun Ting frowned in confusion. When his gaze shifted to the disheveled bedding, he froze for a moment, then chuckled.
“So it was you little guy making trouble. You had me worried for nothing.”
He stepped forward and picked up the entirely silver-white little snake from the bed, rubbing its head with his thumb. “You seem to have some spiritual energy. A little spirit snake from the mountains? How did you end up here?”
The little snake hissed at him twice, seeming quite urgent.
“But you can’t sleep here. This is where my master rests.” As Lu Yun Ting spoke, he grabbed its tail and casually tossed it out the window. “Duansxue Peak always has snow—it’s not suitable for snakes. Off you go.”
Xun Ji, who had been grabbed by the tail and flung out the window by his unfilial disciple: “…”
Fortunately, humans couldn’t understand him, but the System could.
“What the hell is this?!” Xun Ji gnashed his teeth.
[The Transformation Technique is a long-lost secret art in the Cultivation World. The Transformation Pill the Host took before could only turn you into another person’s appearance, but the Transformation Technique lets the Host turn into a snake! Congratulations on your single-pull miracle!]
“…Heh, what a miracle.”