With so few people in the vast Clear Breeze Sect, the living quarters were incredibly spacious.
Led by Pei Yan and Song Qiguang, Jun Lanyue chose a room close to theirs. By the time the three of them finished arranging the room, it was almost noon.
Cultivators at a certain level of strength no longer needed to satisfy their appetite for food, but Jun Lanyue hadn’t reached that height yet.
She still had to eat three meals a day like an ordinary person, and missing even one would leave her feeling hungry.
“Little Junior Sister, you should rest for a while. Your Third Senior Brother and I will prepare some food.”
Pei Yan was the most considerate and had already thought of this issue.
Although the few of them, being grown men, usually didn’t need to eat, the Clear Breeze Sect still had a kitchen, and cooking utensils were not lacking.
Occasionally, they would cook a couple of meals, and the master and disciples would sit together, chatting about this and that.
“Let me help too!”
Jun Lanyue had just finished folding the blankets and was about to follow them out.
“No, no, no! The kitchen is a place for us men. Little Junior Sister, just wait obediently for the meal.”
As if afraid she would follow, Pei Yan quickly dragged Song Qiguang away.
The door closed, and the sound of their footsteps soon faded away.
Helpless, Jun Lanyue could only sit down in the room.
She poured herself a cup of water and began recalling the plot in her mind.
[According to the plot progression, one month after the Mysterious Heaven Sect finishes recruiting new disciples, they will hold their sect grand competition. At that time, the Mysterious Heaven Sect will invite various sects to participate. Although the Clear Breeze Sect is small, it is also included. The purpose is to showcase the strength of the Mysterious Heaven Sect to the entire continent. It is also during the sect grand competition that Rong Jue meets the female lead and becomes captivated by her.]
Jun Lanyue rested her chin in her hands, not feeling the slightest bit anxious.
One month was neither too fast nor too slow for her.
[In the original plot, it was because of the provocation from those three troublemakers that the Clear Breeze Sect became enemies with the Mysterious Heaven Sect. This time, with the plot altered and without their provocation, the feud hasn’t started. What I need to do next is prevent Rong Jue from meeting the female lead. The grievances from the previous 99 lifetimes still need to be avenged, but now is not the time.]
Jin Wang Wang listened attentively to her host’s thoughts and couldn’t help but praise: [Host, you’re really clear-headed.]
Clear-headed?
Jun Lanyue was amused by Jin Wang Wang’s choice of words. This wasn’t clarity—it was simply recognizing her own capabilities.
Unable to sit still in the room, she decided to go check out the kitchen.
As she opened the door, a figure was leaning against the large pillar outside.
Dressed entirely in black, he looked cold and cool, his profile breathtakingly handsome.
[That profile! That Adam’s apple! Those long, slender legs!]
Jun Lanyue secretly swallowed her saliva, quickly putting on a well-behaved smile. “Hello, Senior Brother. Are you here to see me?”
Rong Jue lowered his gaze, glancing at her indifferently.
Jun Lanyue only reached up to Rong Jue’s collarbone, so she had to look up when speaking to him.
“Hmm.”
He didn’t even nod, merely uttering the word softly from his throat.
[This guy really treasures his words! Since he came to see me, why doesn’t he say anything? Does he expect me to ask him one question at a time?]
Looking at his cold demeanor, Jun Lanyue felt like she was about to break down inside.
Just as she was hesitating whether to directly ask Rong Jue why he had come to see her, she saw him suddenly extend his hand.
“Se-Senior Brother, you…”
Jun Lanyue swallowed her saliva again, wondering if this guy was about to hit her.
“This whistle is the only one of its kind in the world. If you ever need anything in the future, just blow it, and no matter how far away I am, I will rush to your side as quickly as possible.”
Before Jun Lanyue could even get a clear look at what the whistle looked like, Rong Jue’s figure flashed and vanished from sight.
Staring at the spot where he had just stood, Jun Lanyue took a moment to react, her palm chilled by the coldness of the whistle.
The whistle was entirely black, engraved with intricate patterns. She couldn’t tell what material it was made of, but it felt cool and smooth to the touch, with a pleasant texture.
Jin Wang Wang: [Host, why don’t you try blowing it now and see if he’s just bluffing?]
Seeing its mischievous expression, Jun Lanyue shook her head.
[I haven’t figured out Rong Jue’s temper yet. What if he gets angry and strangles me?]
Jin Wang Wang: [Don’t be afraid, host! If he tries to strangle you, I’ll zap him with this thing!]
Jin Wang Wang was always one to stir up trouble without a care. It held an electric baton in its hand, already crackling with electricity.
[Should I give it a try?]
[No, better not. He definitely wouldn’t give me a fake. We just arrived at the Clear Breeze Sect, and I don’t want to cause any unpleasantness over trust issues.]
[But I’m still really curious…]
[What if I blow it just a little? Just a tiny blow—he probably wouldn’t even hear it, right?]
Driven by her growing curiosity, Jun Lanyue brought the whistle to her lips and gave it a soft blow.
She swore the sound it made was even quieter than a mosquito’s hum.
With a “whoosh,” Rong Jue appeared before her like a ghost.
“What is it?”
The overwhelming pressure from his towering presence made Jun Lanyue feel as small and fragile as a helpless chick.
Biting her lower lip, she dared not speak too loudly. “Senior Brother, I swear, I was just curious about how it works.”
[He can sense such a tiny sound from his end? Wow! I’m not trying that again—trying might mean dying! This guy’s presence is terrifying. No wonder he’s the big villain cannon fodder.]
After hearing her inner thoughts, Rong Jue responded with a cold “Hmm,” and with another flash, he vanished once more.
“Whew~”
Jun Lanyue patted her chest, her legs feeling weak.
From the corner of the wall, Yue Xuanji watched this amusing scene, his face flushed from holding back laughter. That rascal sure knew how to make an impression—even giving away his most precious Dragon Whistle.
That Dragon Whistle was something even he, as a master, had coveted but never received. Why he was being so generous this time was a mystery.
Thinking of the delicious food his second and third disciples were preparing in the kitchen, Yue Xuanji swallowed his saliva. His second disciple was an excellent cook, and with the addition of a new little treasure today, it called for a celebratory drink.
In the past, he would drink until he was thoroughly drunk, but today he couldn’t afford to. He still had to visit the Mysterious Heaven Sect tonight.
In the kitchen, Pei Yan and Song Qiguang had already prepared a full table of dishes. In their haste, they had forgotten to ask Jun Lanyue about her taste preferences, so they made two dishes of every flavor.
Looking at the table full of delicious food, Jun Lanyue couldn’t help but feel her eyes grow moist.
[What kind of heavenly treatment is this! In the previous ninety-nine lives at the Mysterious Heaven Sect, I was always the one cooking. And sometimes, that damned Yun Luo Chen wouldn’t even glance at the meals I carefully prepared.]
The four people at the dining table remained expressionless, showing no outward signs of anything unusual.
They all wanted to hear more, but Jun Lanyue simply stopped talking.
She buried her head in her food, eating heartily and without any pickiness.
[Delicious! Every dish is amazing. What kind of divine second senior brother is this, with such incredible cooking skills? Wuwuwu~]
Listening to her inner voice of satisfaction, the four of them felt an inexplicable pang in their hearts.
Though she didn’t know the full story, she could guess that her previous days in the Mysterious Heaven Sect must have been difficult.
Amidst conversation and laughter, the meal lasted until afternoon.
Yue Xuanji had a couple of drinks and, claiming he wasn’t much of a drinker, returned to his room to rest. He also told Jun Lanyue to relax for a couple of days before he would tailor a cultivation plan based on her innate attributes.
As for Rong Jue and the other two, after cleaning up the dishes, they each returned to their own rooms.
Full and satisfied, Jun Lanyue went back to her room and took a short nap. When she woke up, it was already dark outside.
The moment she opened her eyes, Jin Wang Wang’s frantic shout echoed in her ears: “Host, it’s bad! Your Third Senior Brother is about to die!!”