Sure enough, when a person reaches peak speechlessness, they end up laughing in exasperation.
Yu Wanxi now believed she was the chosen one PinDaoDao (TL: Not sure here, “拼刀刀”, A promotional method “invented” by Ning Yi, the male protagonist played by Guo Qilin, in the hit TV series “My Heroic Husband” during an ancient business war) had spoken of, the luckiest person in the world.
She had pulled an all-nighter and finally finished her experiment.
She went downstairs to grab breakfast, planning to eat and then sleep. Then a runaway car came charging straight at her.
Yu Wanxi went flying.
Her body spun a full 360 in the air, landed neatly, and she died on the spot.
When she came to, a handsome young man was standing in front of her.
Yu Wanxi nearly drooled. Good heavens, where did this gorgeous guy come from?
The youth before her had hair black as ink, a slender, tall frame, skin pale as jade, and a pair of phoenix eyes, deep and full of feeling. He stood in the wind in white robes, aloof, yet brimming with youthful spirit.
But the expression on his face did not match his air at all. He was looking at her with a troubled frown.
Perhaps after some inner struggle, he finally made up his mind.
The youth reached a hand out to her. Yu Wanxi was already weeping inside. Was her love finally about to arrive?
“Sorry, miss, but could you get up? You’re squashing my junior brother!” Nian Jingyu shoved Yu Wanxi aside and kindly informed her of this terrible news.
Nian Jingyu’s words landed on her heart like a bucket of cold water.
Yu Wanxi slumped to the ground as if struck by lightning, thrust out one hand in theatrical despair, and howled at the sky: “No!”
Then she pressed a hand to her forehead and gave a bitter laugh. “Haha, that’s really just awful.”
How could a person cause such a huge disaster?
She could already see her love dissolving into wisps of light.
Wait. Hadn’t she been hit by a car, sent flying, and killed on the spot?
Yu Wanxi still hadn’t worked anything out.
Shen Jianghuai, whom his senior brother had just rescued, had already rushed over and was gripping her shoulders with both hands, shaking her desperately.
“What kind of demon are you? Why did you try to kill someone as devastatingly handsome as me? Say something! Why aren’t you talking? Are you mute?”
Nian Jingyu kindly reminded him: “Junior Brother, stop shaking her. This young lady seems to be a bit dead.”
“Don’t worry, Senior Brother. She won’t die. This woman is terrifyingly formidable.”
Shen Jianghuai had just about thought he was going to die. Next time, he would never walk that fast again.
The Master had sent him and his senior brother to Xilin Mountain to find an egg. The Master wouldn’t say what kind of egg. He just gave them a Thousand Mechanism Bronze Disk and said that as long as they followed its guidance, they would find it.
Who would have thought that the moment they followed the disk’s guidance to this tree, before they could find the egg, a young girl fell out of the tree.
And for some reason he couldn’t move, as if he’d been frozen in place, so he was knocked out cold the moment she landed on him.
Shen Jianghuai grew tired of shaking her. He plopped down on the ground, his little mouth puckering, looking utterly wronged. “Boohoo, you smashed my Thousand Mechanism Bronze Disk too. Pay me back right now.”
“My poor Thousand Mechanism Bronze Disk!”
Nian Jingyu was rather surprised. The Thousand Mechanism Bronze Disk was, after all, an ancient magic treasure. How could it be smashed so easily?
It seemed this woman really was no simple matter.
And First Senior Brother hadn’t lied to him: the prettier the girl, the more dangerous.
Nian Jingyu was already secretly scheming about how to drag Yu Wanxi back to the sect.
Yu Wanxi held back the urge to throw up. Her head had finally stopped spinning, and now Shen Jianghuai’s noise was making it ache.
Then Shen Jianghuai launched into a deadly three-part interrogation of Yu Wanxi.
“What kind of demon are you? Why could you smash my Thousand Mechanism Bronze Disk?”
“And why did you fall out of the tree? I didn’t see you when I got here.”
“And most, most, most importantly, were you trying to kill someone as devastatingly handsome as me?”
Yu Wanxi gave him a demonstration of what it meant to know nothing about anything. Hmph, she wanted to know too.
And was this clown some kind of reinforcement sent by the monkeys? Where on earth had she been dragged to?
Yu Wanxi was still dazed when Nian Jingyu pulled a burlap sack out of his mustard-seed space and yanked it over her head. A pleasant voice reached her ears.
“Then I’m very sorry, miss.”
Nian Jingyu had moved too fast to see the terrified expression on Yu Wanxi’s face beneath the sack.
“Ahhh!”
“Hey, handsome, calm down. If it really comes down to it, I’ll marry you to make up for it.”
“Aiya, even if you’re good-looking, that won’t work. Without the disk, how are we supposed to finish the task the Master gave us?” Shen Jianghuai cackled, and took the chance to kick the sack, apparently in revenge for Yu Wanxi dropping out of the sky on him.
Nian Jingyu hoisted Yu Wanxi onto his shoulder. “Then you’ll have to come along with us, miss.”
Whether it was because of Shen Jianghuai’s cackling or something else, Yu Wanxi’s brain automatically translated that into: then you’ll come take a trip to the underworld with us, miss.
The more she thought about it, the worse it seemed. Her vision went black, and she was out.
When she opened her eyes again, she found herself lying in a bed. She sat up and first felt for her heart, letting out a long breath. Good, it hadn’t been cut out.
She thought for a moment and reached a conclusion: it looked like she had transmigrated, and into a cultivation world full of flashing blades, because just before she passed out she’d heard Shen Jianghuai say: “Senior Brother, I’ve learned sword flight. This time I’ll carry you.”
And Nian Jingyu, who was carrying her, had clearly sped up, moving so fast he seemed about to take off.
Yu Wanxi looked around, got up, and had just opened the door.
And there she saw Nian Jingyu, who had kidnapped her, Shen Jianghuai, who had kicked her, and an immortal who looked ethereal and otherworldly.
Yu Wanxi was just short of leaning against the doorframe, whistling, and asking the handsome men if they were free tonight.
She was enjoying this pleasing sight when she heard Shen Jianghuai whisper to the immortal: “Master, be careful. This woman is definitely not simple. She might be an old hag who’s lived a thousand years. She smashed the Thousand Mechanism Bronze Disk like it was nothing.”
At this moment, Yu Wanxi only wanted to say: next time you want to gossip about someone, please walk farther away. Thanks.
When the group came closer, Yu Wanxi put on a fawning smile.
“Haha, hello there, Daoist Master!”
Xu Yanxue stared at her for a while without speaking, until Yu Wanxi’s smile nearly collapsed.
Even Nian Jingyu and Shen Jianghuai, standing to the side, found it baffling.
Could even their venerable Master be tempted by beauty?
If Xu Yanxue knew these two little brats were thinking that, he would surely kick them both into the river to feed the fish.
After who knew how long, Xu Yanxue finally spoke: “Might I ask how to address you, miss?”
Yu Wanxi had thought she’d been sentenced to death. She’d even planned out how she would die, and then the other party said this.
“My name is Yu Wanxi.”
“Miss Yu, I heard from these two little brats that you smashed my ancient magic treasure, the Thousand Mechanism Bronze Disk.”
The anxious hope Yu Wanxi had been clinging to finally gave out entirely. It’s over, it’s over, here comes the reckoning.
Before she could say anything, Xu Yanxue spoke again: “How about this: you become my sixth disciple, and I won’t hold it against you. How’s that?”
Before Yu Wanxi could even voice a question, Nian Jingyu and Shen Jianghuai beside her let out a cry of “Ah!” first.