What exactly was the outside world like?
Lu Xing: “It’s not interesting at all. Not as interesting as you, sister. Don’t call me by my full name, just call me Lu Lu.”
Shen Yinshuo: “All sorts of demons and monsters running wild, like the ones right in front of you.”
Wei Sheng: “Who are you calling demons and monsters! You’re dead! You’re dead!”
Lin Shu: “I don’t know either. They all hate me.”
Yun Ji had a headache.
She could only turn her gaze to the guard who came to deliver food.
The guard had a strange expression: “You don’t know?”
“She’s lost her memory.” Wei Sheng, who was having her hair styled by Yun Ji, made a disapproving sound. “Who exactly poisoned her?”
The guard averted his gaze, not daring (scratched out) not wanting to speak with Wei Sheng: “How would I know that?”
Perhaps seeing how genuinely curious Yun Ji was – her cheeks stuffed with food but still looking at him with hopeful eyes – he choked up for a moment before speaking in a harsh tone: “What’s so great about the outside world anyway? It’s not like you can leave!”
Yun Ji lifted her chin: “What if I do get out?”
“What if?” The guard laughed mockingly. “Do you know how many layers of restrictions this prison has? Do you know there’s an endless sea of blood outside? Do you know that no death row prisoner who enters here has ever escaped?”
Yun Ji continued munching on her food while feeding Little Pig, paying him no mind.
The guard glared at her.
She turned and gave the guard a brilliant smile: “Guard, your cooking skills have improved again! The food keeps getting more and more delicious!”
The guard froze, taking several seconds to process this before forcefully turning his head away, unable to speak for a long while.
Wei Sheng looked suspiciously at the food bowl in Yun Ji’s hands.
Last time Yun Ji had fed her a bite of the guard’s cooking, it was so disgusting she nearly passed out.
Had his skills improved now?
Yun Ji was already holding a spoonful of food to her lips: “Stop staring, try it quickly, try it!”
Wei Sheng opened her mouth doubtfully, and instantly a mix of sour, sweet, bitter, and spicy flavors flooded her mouth, nearly bringing tears to her eyes.
Wasn’t this just rice!
Since when did rice have so many flavors!
Wei Sheng swallowed with difficulty, the disgusting taste making her pupils tremble.
How could this be called delicious?!
Did Yun Ji even have taste buds!
“Delicious?” Yun Ji looked at her with sparkling eyes.
Wei Sheng wanted to curse, but the word “disgusting” stuck in her throat, unable to be spoken aloud.
She felt that saying it would hurt Yun Ji’s feelings.
In the end, she resentfully averted her gaze without speaking.
Yun Ji cheered: “That means you agree! Another bite! Another bite!”
Wei Sheng:!
Wei Sheng began foaming at the mouth.
Lin Shu curiously took a bite, then turned into water.
Shen Yinshuo felt grateful to be hanging on the wall – Yun Ji would have to walk quite a distance to feed him, so he didn’t have to eat that obviously disgusting food.
Lu Xing sat behind Yun Ji. When Yun Ji tried to feed him, he simply said innocently: “I’m a ghost. Ghosts can’t eat anything. Sister, you could feed Shen Yinshuo instead. He wants to eat – his eyes are practically burning with desire.”
Shen Yinshuo:?
Shen Yinshuo had witnessed Yun Ji’s persistence firsthand – it was a good quality that shouldn’t be criticized.
So Shen Yinshuo fainted too.
When Yun Ji returned, she saw that Little Pig had foolishly stolen some of her food and had also collapsed, his eyes turned into Xs.
Lu Xing: “Wow, poisoned an entire group.”
Fortunately, he said it quietly, so neither Yun Ji nor the guard heard him.
Yun Ji even managed to praise the guard: “Even pigs would faint from delight after eating your food! Guard, you must be the Culinary God descended to earth!”
The guard puffed out his chest and planted his hands on his hips.
Lu Xing offered no comment.
The guard had intended to leave immediately after delivering the meal, but seeing how eagerly Yun Ji wanted to know about the outside world and how much she enjoyed his cooking, he eventually sat down cross-legged and began to speak endlessly:
“The outside world? Truthfully, there’s nothing particularly interesting. But the current Immortal Emperor is the most powerful among all Immortal Emperors in history. Before his emergence, the hundred immortal sects stood independent. After he appeared, wherever he went, local powers would submit and become part of his influence!”
“His close confidants all hail from top-tier immortal clans—truly noble figures. Not only are their powers absurdly strong, but a single casual swing of their swords can split heavens and shatter earth.”
“If I could just do some work for the Immortal Emperor, I wouldn’t need to serve as a guard here anymore. I wouldn’t have to lift a finger—crowds would carry me on their shoulders straight to the celestial paradise.”
The guard continued blissfully: “I had a childhood friend who merely followed the Immortal Emperor’s orders to capture the Heavenly Secrets Valley with a group. Now he lives among the clouds! I originally had a criminal status, but the Immortal Emperor said I had talent, so they assigned me this position with the highest pay.”
Yun Ji kept braiding the unconscious Wei Sheng’s hair: “If the Immortal Emperor is so remarkable, what’s his name?”
The guard looked horrified: “How dare I speak the Immortal Emperor’s name directly!”
Lu Xing finally spoke, though addressing the guard: “You do have decent talent—Adamantine Bones and Sword God Channeling. You or your ancestors must have been quite accomplished sword cultivators? I once saw similar traits at the Orthodox Sword Sect—”
The guard visibly stiffened for a moment before quickly distancing himself, cutting off Lu Xing: “What Orthodox Sword Sect? I know nothing about it! My parents and grandmother were all traitors who betrayed the Immortal Emperor! I’ve long severed ties with them!”
Seeming to lose interest in conversation, he stood to leave: “Anyway, with the Immortal Emperor’s presence, abandon any foolish thoughts of escaping. The Suppression Formation here was personally laid by the Immortal Emperor—there’s no chance you could ever break out!”
Yun Ji swiftly grabbed his ankle.
The guard nearly tripped.
Shedding his usual laziness, he snapped at Yun Ji:
“Are you still not giving up—”
“I still don’t know your name!” Yun Ji asked excitedly: “I’m Yun Ji, right? My name is Yun Ji?”
She looked up at him like an expectant little rabbit.
The guard’s mouth opened briefly before snapping shut, turning away with an exasperated expression: “Obviously! If you’re not Yun Ji, then am I?”
So she actually shared the original body’s name?
Yun Ji found this novel.
Learning this body shared her name gave her an inexplicable sense of connection to the original owner.
After mentally reviewing all the novels she’d read, she confirmed no characters shared her name.
So she definitely hadn’t transmigrated into a book—doesn’t that require sharing names with a book character?
She asked the guard again: “Then what about you? What’s your name?”
“Why do you want to know my name?”
“To carve your tombstone!” Yun Ji declared matter-of-factly. “Otherwise, with so many guards in the world, if I carve ‘Guard’s Tomb’ nobody would know it’s you!”
The guard’s face crumpled in agony.
Seeing that Yun Ji still wouldn’t let go, he finally couldn’t take it anymore and said: “I’m Tu Sikong! My name is Tu Sikong! Now that you know, let go quickly!”
Yun Ji was satisfied: “Alright, Tu Tu!”
Tu Sikong: “…”
Tu Sikong ran off looking utterly suffocated.