8 – Chapter
Absorb He Xuan’s fortune?
“Son of Fortune?”
The sickly System continued cheerfully, “Yes, that means absorbing the fortune of this world’s male lead.”
“Oh? So that’s He Xuan.”
System: “Yes, host.”
“What exactly counts as absorbing it, how does the experience increase, and what can I exchange for after it increases?”
The System was stunned by its host’s professionalism. After freezing for a while, it spoke methodically in its mechanical voice.
“This system is divided into five levels. The material rewards given to the host vary depending on the level.”
“The levels are Bronze, Silver, Gold, Starlight, and King.”
Mu Lingyan rubbed her forehead, thinking to herself: Are they mocking me for never having played Honor of Kings?
The System’s mechanical voice continued to chatter on.
“Currently, this system is at Bronze Level 0. It requires accumulating 100 experience points to reach Silver. Upon reaching Silver, the host will be given a choice of one reward out of three.”
Hearing about rewards, Mu Lingyan became interested, her beautiful eyes lighting up: “What are the rewards?”
System: “Treasure-seeking Beast, Sun-Moon Formation, Heaven-tier weapon.”
Without waiting for Mu Lingyan to ask further, the System tactfully began to explain.
“The Treasure-seeking Beast is a rare little creature. When released, it can find rare treasures, whether they are spirit herbs, spirit fruits, or blessed lands and grotto-heavens. The Sun-Moon Formation is an array created by a great master. One day inside it is equivalent to ten days in the outside world, greatly benefiting the host’s cultivation.
As for this Heaven-tier weapon, it is a phoenix-red umbrella made from the phoenix bones of the Phoenix Clan.
If this weapon becomes the host’s Lifebound Magical Artifact, the host will eventually become an unmatched existence on the Boundless Continent!”
Mu Lingyan rested her chin on her delicate hand. Even just the reward for upgrading to Silver was so enticing.
Her System was quite impressive!
It didn’t sound as “weak” as it seemed!
The System didn’t hear Mu Lingyan’s admiration and praise, so it asked for compliments: “Host, aren’t you going to praise me?”
Mu Lingyan sat up from the rattan chair, clapped her hands, and said with a smile, “Praise! Of course, I’ll praise such a strong little weakling!”
“So, what actions by the Son of Fortune will increase my experience points?”
System: “He Xuan’s praise rewards 1 experience point, holding hands rewards 5 experience points, kissing rewards 10 experience points, Dual Cultivation rewards 100 experience points.”
“Pfft!!”
Mu Lingyan had just taken a sip of spirit spring water and spat it out upon hearing the words “Dual Cultivation.”
“This… I say, little weakling, can we not say such improper things so seriously?”
System: “?”
“Host, solitary yin cannot give birth, solitary yang cannot grow; yin and yang harmonize, and all things come into being. There’s no need to be so taboo about it.”
Even so…
Don’t say it so matter-of-factly, hey!
I’m still single to this day, usually just admiring the looks of my idols through the screen.
Things like Dual Cultivation—it’s embarrassing to hear!
Mu Lingyan thought for a moment; she couldn’t really argue about these things with an app.
In high spirits, she leaped up, wanting to fly onto the roof to look at the moon, but unexpectedly crashed into the eaves and fell flat on her face.
“Ugh…” System: I didn’t see anything, I didn’t see anything…
Mu Lingyan was frustrated.
It’s not fair to bully people like this. Other transmigrators can inherit the original host’s cultivation talent, so why can’t I?
She could barely manage to fly on her own. If the righteous cultivators found out she was the Demon Venerable, or if her subordinates discovered she was nothing but a useless figurehead…
Wouldn’t she end up not only killed by the Immortal Sect but also devoured by the demon creatures of the Demon Realm?
Mu Lingyan got up from the ground, feeling an ache in her teeth, a pain in her stomach—in fact, she hurt all over.
Her top priority now was to level up the System and get her hands on the Sun-Moon Formation.
Even if her comprehension was poor, with the Sun-Moon Formation giving her ten times more cultivation time than others, her progress shouldn’t be too terrible, right?
Ruan Jiujiu had come on He Xuan’s orders to deliver a message and happened to see her senior sister’s beautiful face pressed against the yellow earth.
Her bright almond-shaped eyes widened. “Se… Senior Sister, what are you doing lying on the ground?”
The sudden sound of Ruan Jiujiu’s sweet voice from above made Mu Lingyan’s heart skip a beat, though nothing showed on her face.
Calmly, she brushed off nonexistent dust from her skirt and said with utmost seriousness, “I was just lying here observing the stars at night, practicing divination.”
Because her tone and expression were so solemn and matter-of-fact, Ruan Jiujiu overlooked why one would observe the stars with their face to the ground instead of the sky.
She gushed mindlessly, “Senior Sister is so amazing! Not only is she exceptionally talented, but she can also read the stars at night. Truly the most remarkable person in our Kunshan Sword Sect! Honestly, Shen Qingyu isn’t worthy of Senior Sister at all! Hmph!”
Whether it was because her junior sister was too simple-minded and easy to fool, or because Mu Lingyan’s acting skills were just that good…
Looking at Ruan Jiujiu’s innocent little face, Mu Lingyan shook her head with a sigh.
She couldn’t help but think: What a plump little white rabbit. Better keep the junior brothers watching over her closely.
Mu Lingyan lifted the hem of her robe and sat down on the rattan chair, smiling as she asked, “Junior Sister, visiting so late at night—is there something urgent?”
Ruan Jiujiu’s mouth was still running nonstop about how much she despised that scoundrel Shen Qingyu for daring to break off the engagement with their senior sister. It was only when Mu Lingyan interrupted her that she remembered why she had come.
“Oh, my silly head!” Ruan Jiujiu knocked on her own skull. “Senior Sister, Master asked me to tell you to go to the Four Directions Hall together tomorrow. Su Yue and others from the Cangwu Sect will be there. Master said that since Su Yue is the daughter of the Cangwu Sect’s leader and also Shen Qingyu’s fiancée, our Kunshan Sword Sect should still treat this matter with importance.”
Her voice grew softer toward the end, and she glanced over cautiously, afraid her senior sister would be hurt.
After all, the broken engagement had happened not long ago, and Senior Sister seemed to have liked Shen Qingyu quite a bit.
“Xiao Jiu,” Mu Lingyan said sternly.
Ruan Jiujiu pouted pitifully. “Senior Sister, what is it?”
“Address him as Senior Brother Qingyu. Do not call him by his full name. If outsiders hear, they’ll only say our Worry-Free Peak has no manners.”
“Understood, Senior Sister.”
Mu Lingyan had put on her senior sister’s demeanor to scold her lightly, but seeing Ruan Jiujiu’s pitiful look, she felt a bit guilty.
She didn’t want to speak to Xiao Jiu like this, but Worry-Free Peak’s standing and reputation in the Kunshan Sword Sect had been slowly eroded in just this way.
Now that she had been reborn into this book, she naturally didn’t want to repeat the same mistakes.
She wanted her Master, He Xuan, to forever remain the lofty He Xuan Zhenjun of Kunshan Sword Sect—the only cultivator in the Boundless Continent to have stepped into the Innate Realm.
Mu Lingyan walked to the stove, took out a portion of warm apricot blossom cakes, packed them into a food box, and handed it to Ruan Jiujiu.
“This is the apricot blossom cake I made, take it back and have a taste. If Third Brother isn’t resting yet, bring him some as well.”
Ruan Jiujiu was carefree by nature, and she knew that her senior sister was inherently strict and stern, so she didn’t take offense.
She took the food box with a cheerful smile. “Alright! Then I’ll be off now, Senior Sister!”
Mu Lingyan waved her hand, a helpless smile tugging at the corner of her lips.
Unexpectedly, as Ruan Jiujiu reached the gate of the small courtyard, she turned back.
“Senior Sister, remember to dress beautifully tomorrow! Don’t wear something so plain again!”
“Hmph, no matter what, I still hope Senior Sister outshines that little princess Su Yue!”
As if afraid of being scolded by Mu Lingyan, she finished speaking in a rush, then dashed off with the food box.
Mu Lingyan stood under the pear tree in the small courtyard, letting out a soft, helpless chuckle.
“What a silly girl…”