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“Our Hehuan Sect has existed for over six thousand years. Unlike ordinary specialist sects, where disciples cultivate painstakingly for centuries or even millennia only to find graduation difficult and employment prospects bleak—graduating only to become unemployed—our Hehuan Sect boasts both a graduation rate and an employment rate of 99%! These are all verifiable statistics. Cultivators don’t lie to cultivators.”
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“And our Hehuan Sect disciples don’t need to endure arduous cultivation. We reject the dull, repetitive grind of daily training. Our philosophy is to live freely and enjoy life to the fullest. You can increase your cultivation while casually toying with male cultivators.”
“Today is the Grand Flowing Light Banquet. Our six senior sisters have all completed their training. After receiving the Sect Master’s personal blessing, they will be free to leave the mountain and travel the world. Let us sincerely wish them all the best in the future…”
“Are you a new disciple too? I don’t think I’ve seen you around the sect before.”
The newcomer, Lan Qing, sized up the girl who had been sitting quietly in the corner since the banquet began, her head lowered as she fiddled with a glazed spirit mirror.
The girl was petite. Through the gap beneath her lowered veiled hat, Lan Qing could make out a delicate little face with fair skin and a hint of baby fat.
Before Lan Qing had even finished speaking, the girl’s body suddenly jolted. She nearly dropped the glazed mirror in her hands, then abruptly looked up, her face filled with unmistakable nervousness.
“I… I…”
Looking into those clear eyes that somehow radiated both innocence and… an inexplicable air of “wisdom,” Lan Qing instantly thought she understood. Smiling, she was just about to tell the girl not to be nervous when the girl’s next sentence froze her in place.
“Y-You… can see me?”
Lan Qing: ?
The smile on Lan Qing’s face cracked.
Her expression turned serious.
She straightened her back.
One after another, every supernatural tale and ghost story she had ever read surfaced in her mind.
The unseen girl lurking in a dark corner.
The mysterious seventh person who appeared in the graduation portrait.
The sect banquet massacre during a blizzard.
After countless thoughts flashed through her mind, Lan Qing looked at the girl with a much heavier gaze. Her tone also became noticeably more solemn.
“What is your name?”
The girl’s voice was barely above a whisper.
“Yunxiu.”
Lan Qing searched through the list of new disciples in her memory.
There was no one by that name.
So she really is a wronged spirit.
No wonder only I spoke to her while everyone else treated her as if she didn’t exist.
Because I’m the only one who can see her.
“In that case, Miss Yunxiu…” Lan Qing said gently, “is there… some unfulfilled wish that brought you here?”
The girl froze for a moment, then took a crumpled letter from her sleeve.
“I… I want to deliver this… to the Sect Master.”
Understanding seemed to dawn on Lan Qing.
She let out a long sigh.
“I understand now. So you’re one of them too.”
“I suppose you’re also a member of the Sect Master’s fan club. You’ve secretly adored the Sect Master for a long time. Though she’s so close, she’s as distant as the Milky Way itself—forever beyond your reach. All your life, you could only watch her from a lonely corner.”
The girl blinked.
“Ah… huh?”
Lan Qing shook her head.
“You’re not the first. I’ve met far too many people like you.”
“Don’t worry, Miss Yunxiu. I can feel how deep your feelings are. I’ll definitely help you fulfill your wish.”
A surge of righteous enthusiasm rose in Lan Qing’s heart.
Before Yunxiu could say another word, Lan Qing grabbed her by the arm and quietly slipped out of the banquet with her.
The Hehuan Sect of the Wuyou Realm was located within the Liuhe Desolate Mountains, at the border where the Immortal, Demon, and Devil Realms met. Although its location was remote and difficult to find, the sect itself was anything but desolate.
Instead, it was magnificent beyond compare, filled with jade terraces, silver palaces, soaring pavilions, and vermilion towers.
“I’ve got some inside information,” Lan Qing said. “Although the Sect Master will appear at the Grand Flowing Light Banquet, new disciples aren’t allowed to meet her there. The senior sisters are all waiting for the Sect Master’s blessing at the Stargazing Platform on Qixing Mountain in the Liuhe Desolate Mountains. You should take this opportunity to go there and deliver your letter.”
“It’s a bit far from the sect, and you might miss her if your timing is off, but I believe love can overcome any obstacle and level mountains and seas.”
Yunxiu: …
“Huh?”
Lan Qing tapped her glazed spirit mirror. Accompanied by an “Awoo!” a cool-looking gray wolf mount appeared before the two of them with a whoosh.
“I still have things to do and can’t leave the sect. You’ll have to travel the rest of the way on your own.”
The gray wolf knelt to let Yunxiu climb onto its back. Lan Qing patted her on the shoulder, her expression full of understanding and solemnity.
“I know. You must have a lot you want to say to the Sect Master. Go on. Whatever you want to say, say it all. Let your feelings out completely. Don’t leave yourself with any regrets.”
With that, Lan Qing flicked her sleeve and turned to leave.
As she walked away, she secretly wiped the glimmer of tears from the corner of her eye.
Once the deed is done, one brushes off one’s sleeves and leaves. Cultivators who do good deeds never leave their names behind.
Yunxiu, seated on the gray wolf, watched Lan Qing’s solemn yet imposing figure recede into the distance. After a moment of silence, she lowered her head and looked at the envelope in her hands.
Five bold black characters were written across the front.
—Application to Withdraw from the Sect.
What…
Did the Hehuan Sect’s withdrawal process actually require you to pour your heart out in a confession to the Sect Master?
Yunxiu tucked the wrinkled envelope back into her sleeve.
She doesn’t seem particularly bright… but she’s really a nice person, telling me all this.
The gray wolf set off on its own. Sitting on its back, Yunxiu felt something pressing uncomfortably against her, so she slipped a hand beneath her cloak and tugged at the disobedient fluffy fox tail.
Suddenly having an extra fox tail was still something she hadn’t gotten used to.
She had no idea how to retract it, so for now she could only hide it beneath a cloak.
Just two hours earlier, she had been a senior technician at the crematorium of Team Three, Yiding Street, Xia Ci Town—a woman utterly devoid of emotion.
Her WeChat business card read:
AAA Crematorium Technician Master Yun
Services Offered: Cremation, custom urns, funeral eulogies, home appliance repair, auto repair and welding, phone screen protector installation, Peacekeeper Elite rank boosting, summer homework completion for primary and secondary school students…
A repair technician who can’t do summer homework isn’t a good technician.
Now, all because she had slacked off for a while while ghostwriting a primary school student’s summer homework and read an x18 novel that her friend, the Invincible Tyrannosaurus Warrior, had strongly recommended, she had transmigrated into the supporting female character who shared her exact name.
The novel was titled Love That Cuts to the Bone: The Domineering Chosen One Loves Fiercely.
Her role in the story was extremely brief.
She was a fox spirit from the Hehuan Sect. After leaving the sect, she foolishly set her sights on the male protagonist, the Demon King. She drugged him in an attempt to seduce him, but unsurprisingly failed. In the end, the male lead threw her to the snakes as food.
A textbook cannon-fodder character.
The real Yunxiu, however, suffered from severe social anxiety.
She had extreme social phobia. Whenever she spoke to people, she became nervous and stuttered. In crowded situations, it became even worse—she would grow dizzy, her heart would race, and she would be completely unable to communicate.
Making someone with severe social anxiety, who could only deal with the dead, stay in the Hehuan Sect?
…
She’d rather be killed outright.
So, the very night she transmigrated, Yunxiu wrote an application to withdraw from the sect.
However, after she handed it to the managing martial uncle, he looked utterly horrified and immediately returned it to her, saying that only the Sect Master had the authority to process it.
She had heard that the Sect Master would appear at the Grand Flowing Light Banquet, so she spent the entire evening sitting quietly in a corner, hoping to hand over her application.
But she never caught sight of the Sect Master.
She had finally worked up the courage to ask one of the disciples where the Sect Master was, but the disciples all seemed unable to see her. Their gazes drifted past her as though she didn’t exist.
Fortunately…
There were still plenty of kind people in the cultivation world.
There was still some distance left to travel, so Yunxiu took out her glazed spirit mirror and continued browsing the Cultivation Forum.
This was something she had discovered after transmigrating.
The cultivation world had a highly developed internet. Everyone had their own SpiritNet account, and the glazed spirit mirror functioned much like a smartphone.
Yunxiu tapped into one of the trending threads on the homepage.
【Trending】Which majors currently have the highest employment rates in the cultivation world?
Original Poster: 【I’m about to enroll soon, but I still can’t decide on a major. Does anyone have any recommendations? Preferably something with good job prospects after graduation.】
【Take my advice—choose the Sword Cultivator path.】 【210,000 likes】
【Sword cultivation. Hesitating for even a second is disrespectful to spirit stones.】 【100,000 likes】
【Aside from that one highly controversial major, Sword Cultivation is the obvious choice.】 【60,000 likes】
【Qimi Data: As of Year 233 of the Wuding Era, based on incomplete statistics collected by this app, the employment rate for the top-ranked Sword Cultivation major across all major sects is 100%; the second-ranked Alchemy major has an employment rate of 76%; and the third-ranked Artifact Refining major has an employment rate of 70%.】 【50,000 likes】
【There really are so many kind people in the cultivation world. /holding a rose in my mouth】 【40,000 likes】
Yunxiu casually scrolled through the thread. Before she knew it, she had arrived at her destination.
She jumped down from the gray wolf’s back and looked around.
The Liuhe Desolate Mountains truly lived up to their name. At night, Qixing Mountain was dim and barren. In the distance, a single point of light shone atop the mountain like a fallen star against the night sky.
That was probably the Stargazing Platform the kind senior sister had mentioned.
Yunxiu wasn’t afraid of walking alone at night. She tucked away her glazed spirit mirror and was just about to head up the mountain when something suddenly grabbed the corner of her cloak and refused to let go.
Startled, she turned around.
The gray wolf that had served as her mount had clamped its teeth onto her cloak, its eyes brimming with… intelligence.
Yunxiu: ?
The gray wolf barked at her.
“Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof! Woof—”
For some reason, she could actually understand what this husky was saying.
“You haven’t paid the fare yet! This trip costs ten orange spirit stones. Since it’s a night shift and an urgent ride, that’s an extra one orange spirit stone. Eleven orange spirit stones in total. Ugh, what a miserable place this is—I walked until my paws hurt.”
Yunxiu: “…”
“S-Sorry, Driver. Just give me a moment.”
Yunxiu hurriedly began rummaging through her pockets in search of spirit stones.
Three minutes later, Yunxiu was squatting on the ground, staring at the three orange spirit stones lying between her and the husky.
After hesitating for a moment, she quietly asked, with little confidence,
“Um… Driver, could you give me a discount?”
The gray wolf took a deep breath, its tail shooting straight up.
“Huh? Is that what you call a discount?”
“I think you’re just trying to skip out on the fare today. Do you even know who I am? My aunt’s second elder brother’s brother-in-law works for the Six Inquiries Bureau of the Demon Realm—”
Boom!
Suddenly, a dark figure streaked across the night sky, trailing dazzling blue light behind it, before crashing heavily to the ground not far from the girl and the dog, leaving behind a shallow, human-shaped crater.
As the dust settled, the figure of a man came into view.
His face was buried deep in the ground.
He lay completely motionless, seemingly no longer breathing.
Yunxiu: OvO?
Husky: 0.0?
Then, a streak of pale blue sword light flashed through the air.
In the next instant, a white-clad figure arrived riding on the sword light before landing lightly on the open ground nearby.
The night was too dark to make out the newcomer’s face. All Yunxiu could tell was that he was a young man. With practiced ease, he sheathed his flying sword and walked toward the human-shaped crater.
The gray wolf crouched behind a rock and edged closer to Yunxiu, muttering in a hushed voice.
“Hmph… hmph…”
“This guy’s no ordinary cultivator. His sword light is clearly solid, yet it also seems ethereal—that’s the state of returning to simplicity. Most people would take one look and think he’s just some weakling, but I’m different. I know what I’m talking about. He’s at least in the Soul Integration Realm—there’s no mistake.”
“Tsk, tsk. Whatever grudge this is, it looks like he’s about to destroy the evidence. Who would’ve thought I’d stumble across a murder scene while taking a late-night fare? The cultivation world really is full of opportunities…”
As it was speaking, the girl beside it suddenly stood up.
Before the gray wolf could react, it saw Yunxiu nervously clutching her sleeve.
Timidly, she raised a hand toward the young man in white and held up a number with her fingers before speaking in a small, hesitant voice.
“F-Fellow Daoist… do you… need funeral services?”
“Today’s a special promotion. It’s… it’s only eight orange spirit stones!”