“Master!”
“Something terrible has happened, something terrible!”
“My dear master—”
Amidst the mist-shrouded Spirit Peaks, a handsome young man ran frantically toward the highest point of the peak, disregarding all decorum.
His expression was anxious, his entire face strained with effort.
Perhaps his cries were too agonizing, akin to the piercing shrieks of hundreds of pigs being slaughtered simultaneously during the Spring Festival.
Soon.
The door of the bamboo hut at the peak was pushed open from the inside.
Out walked a white-haired immortal lord.
This immortal lord had a face as clear as frost, with ethereal brows and eyes.
“What is all this commotion?”
“Master, Junior Sister, she… she…”
The young man was dressed in luxurious robes and should have carried himself with grace, but due to his haste, his clothes were disheveled in every corner. His thin lips parted and closed, as if the remaining words were too difficult to utter.
The white-haired immortal lord grew visibly impatient, his expression darkening as he asked, “Ying Nan, what exactly happened to your junior sister?”
“Junior Sister, at Black Chicken Peak…”
“She, oh dear…”
Xie Yingnan slapped his forehead in frustration.
Everyone on Jade Immortal Peak, and indeed throughout the entire Sword Sect, knew that Junior Sister was picked up by their master from the foot of the mountain and had been doted on since childhood.
Yet very few knew.
That their master had mysophobia!
And a particularly severe case at that!
“Stop dawdling, tell me what happened to your junior sister.”
Xie Yingnan could tell his master was about to lose his temper. After a moment of struggle, he said, “Master, Junior Sister…”
He closed his eyes, as if mustering all his courage, and shouted.
“Junior Sister fell into the manure pit!”
“……”
The chirping of birds and beasts at the peak came to an abrupt halt.
The atmosphere grew so quiet that only the breathing of the two could be heard.
After a long silence.
The white-haired immortal lord’s expression shifted several times. “How could Bingbing fall into…”
He couldn’t bring himself to utter the last two words.
“Master…” Xie Yingnan scratched his head anxiously.
“This disciple doesn’t know the full story either! It was Eldest Senior Sister who used a Voice Transmission Talisman to tell me to come and inform you immediately. She and Second Senior Brother are still fishing Junior Sister out of the manure pool at Black Chicken Peak!”
The white-haired immortal lord cracked. With a wave of his sleeve.
The two immediately vanished from the spot.
This was the Instant Teleportation Technique, usable only by those in the Nascent Soul Realm.
…
Black Chicken Peak.
Midway up the mountain.
Jiang Bingbing didn’t want to live anymore.
When she was fished out, reeking of filth, she received all the memories of the original body.
She had transmigrated into a fool.
And not just any fool—the famous little fool of the cultivation world.
The little fool shared her name and age—fifteen years old—and was born with a weak mind. She had chased a Little Spirit Beast and fallen into the manure pool.
When she woke up, it was her.
What a coincidence.
Jiang Bingbing herself had just bought milk tea when she saw a row of men with abs standing by the roadside filming a TikTok video.
She stared lecherously at the men with abs.
Unnoticed.
“Plop!”
She fell into an uncovered sewer.
If she hadn’t received the original body’s memories, she would have thought sewers and toilets smelled the same.
Looking at it this way, she and the original body weren’t much different—both were big fools!
“Bingbing… ugh…”
“Wake up… ugh…”
A gentle male voice called her name by her ear, accompanied by the sound of its owner retching from time to time.
“Second Junior Brother, let me handle this.”
A woman with a crisp and decisive voice crouched down.
She directly pinched Jiang Bingbing’s philtrum.
Ouch, that hurt.
This person’s strength was as great as a yak’s.
Jiang Bingbing moved her eyeballs. As soon as she cracked open a slit in her eyes, an overwhelming stench flooded her nostrils.
Her eyes rolled back, and she fainted again from her own stench.
Really…
It was just too damn smelly…
Before she fainted, her heart felt like a sieve, riddled with holes.
How embarrassing!
What a way to travel through time!
Whoever wants to cross over can have it—I don’t want it anymore!!
……
Jade Immortal Peak, usually quiet within the Sword Sect, was now unusually noisy.
A crowd of disciples had gathered at the foot of the mountain, eager to witness the commotion.
Inside the small courtyard halfway up the slope.
“Master, Bingbing still hasn’t woken up.”
“Ahem, remember to cast the Dust Removal Spell a few more times.”
“Understood, Master.”
Actually—
Jiang Bingbing had already been awake for a while.
She thought to herself, the person with that icy, snow-like voice must have been disgusted by her stench.
Given the current situation, she didn’t dare to open her eyes rashly.
She carefully recalled all the memories of the original body.
She was the youngest disciple of Immortal Lord Qingxue, the master of Jade Immortal Peak.
He had found her on a snowy winter night, clutching a hardened flatbread in her arms.
So, her master had named her Bingbing.
She took his surname, Jiang.
There were five people on Jade Immortal Peak.
Just as she was sorting through her memories, two more people entered from outside, interrupting her thoughts.
“Master, I’ve searched the surrounding area several times but haven’t found anything suspicious.”
This voice was gentle and courteous.
It was likely her second senior brother, Wen Yuzhao.
“Exactly, Master. Who doesn’t know the status of our Jade Immortal Peak within the Sword Sect, or how much you cherish our junior sister? Who would dare push her into such a place?”
This person’s voice sounded muffled, as if trapped in a jar. Jiang Bingbing guessed they were pinching their nose while speaking.
The person spoke again, this time even more muffled, perhaps covering their mouth with another hand.
“Besides, even if someone wanted to harm her, there’s no need to go this far. In this situation, it’s like hurting the enemy a thousand while losing eight hundred yourself. Who would do such a thing?”
“We almost fainted from the stench.”
The others: “…”
That made some sense.
While Jiang Bingbing’s emotions were complicated, she couldn’t help but agree.
This person’s tone was lively and unrestrained, speaking without filter.
She concluded.
This must be her third senior brother, Xie Yingnan—the one who was always preening himself, dressing flamboyantly, and known as the dark-skinned beauty!
“Master…” Senior Sister Liu Zheng calmly spoke up.
“What is it?”
“Why don’t you all head back first?” Liu Zheng glanced at the young girl on the bed. “I’ll properly cast the Dust Removal Spell a few more times for our junior sister and notify you all when she wakes up.”
“That might be…” Immortal Lord Qingxue pretended to hesitate. “Sigh, but perhaps that’s for the best.”
“Then I’ll return first to attend to official matters.”
He slipped away in a flash.
Wen Yuzhao and Xie Yingnan: “Thank you for your hard work, Senior Sister.”
With that, they too made a quick escape.
Soon, the room fell silent again.
Jiang Bingbing heard the rustling of fabric, followed by a clear female voice reciting an incantation.
Immediately after.
She felt her skin enveloped by clear, refreshing water, with gentle streams seeping into her pores. It felt as if she had just enjoyed a full-service spa and sauna session in the modern world.
Even better and more comfortable than that.
Every pore felt relaxed and open!
After diligently casting the Dust Removal Spell eight times, the senior sister finally stopped.
Then, Jiang Bingbing heard the sound of water. Soon after, a faint fragrance wafted over, and a slightly damp towel was placed over her face.
Senior Sister was wiping her face.
“I don’t know who would dare to disregard the sect rules and play such a trick on you. For now, there’s insufficient evidence to take action, but if I find out, I’ll report it to Master and the Sect Leader. Rest well, Junior Sister. I’ll be cultivating nearby.”
With that, she tucked the blanket around her.
Footsteps faded away, and the door to the room creaked shut.
!!!
What?!
Jiang Bingbing was hit with a triple blow!
She had transmigrated into a little fool!
And the little fool had fallen into a manure pit!!
From the sound of it, the little fool didn’t accidentally fall in while chasing a spirit beast—it’s very likely she was deliberately harmed?
Oh my heavens.
That means the other party either wanted her dead or harbored immense malice toward her.
At this thought, a chill ran down her spine.
Jiang Bingbing repeatedly sifted through the vague, white fragments of the original body’s memories.
Because the original body was intellectually impaired.
Aside from the people of Jade Immortal Peak, who genuinely treated her well, disciples from other peaks would tease her whenever they met her. However, no one had shown particularly obvious malice—at least not yet.
Jiang Bingbing sat up and surveyed her surroundings.
This was a very simple bamboo hut.
But it was decorated with many adorable ornaments.
From this room alone, it was clear that the Peak Lord of Jade Immortal Peak, along with her senior sister and senior brother, treated her quite well.
The original body hadn’t yet Opened her Spiritual Aperture and had no talent for cultivation.
So, Jiang Bingbing couldn’t tell how much spiritual power was contained in the room’s decorations. If she could, she would have realized that the people of Jade Immortal Peak cherished her even more than she imagined.
The original body had been murdered.
Such a beloved little girl from Jade Immortal Peak, a harmless fool who wouldn’t get in anyone’s way—whose interests could she have threatened to be harmed like this?
But there was also another possibility: someone in the Sword Sect had played a prank, never expecting it would nearly cost a life.
“Sigh…”
“This is tough…”
Jiang Bingbing let out a breath.
“Now I have to keep pretending to be a fool.”
Even if she hadn’t eaten pork, she’d read cultivation novels.
She remembered that in cultivation novels, there was a concept called “soul possession.” If the people of Jade Immortal Peak found out she was no longer the original Jiang Bingbing, she would be the one to die.
First, pretend to be a fool and survive.
Second, find the person who killed the original body.
Third, hope she lives long enough to accomplish the second task!
Jiang Bingbing quickly sorted out her thoughts.
Her stomach growled twice.
Out of the corner of her eye, she spotted a plate of oddly shaped fruits on the nearby Eight Immortals table.
They looked like modern strawberries but were as big as durians.
“???”
Jiang Bingbing was stunned!
She crawled out from under the covers, using both arms to clumsily reach for the fruit on the table.
Finally, she managed to grab one!
Hugging the giant fruit, she stuffed it into her mouth.
“!!!”
“Wow, this is delicious!”
At the same moment.
“Bang!” The bamboo door was violently pushed open.
“…” Jiang Bingbing had the strawberry-durian in her mouth, but the fruit was so big that drool dribbled from the corner of her lips.
Her eyes radiated a clear, foolish innocence.
She stared blankly toward the doorway.