Chapter 4 - Transmigrated as a Fake Daughter in Cultivation Novel

Chapter 4 "That's right, if Song Shi Mei took it and brings it out herself, it's fine. If it's found by us, then she'll have to go to the Hall of Law Enforcement," Xin Yun said with a pained expression. The Hall of Law Enforcement, as the name suggests, is the place in charge of disciplining disciples. When disciples make mistakes, they are usually punished by the Hall of Law Enforcement. The punishments vary from copying the sect rules to physical punishments, and in severe cases, they would be expelled from the sect. Xin Yun and the others did not want Song Zhi Xia to stay in the Song Clan. "Since Song Shi Mei is being stubborn, then don't blame us for taking matters into our own hands," Xin Yun said, signaling to the two people beside her, Han Bing and Liu Duo Er. They immediately understood and went to the side where Song Zhi Xia was sleeping. In no time, they found a small cloth bag containing twenty pieces of low-grade spirit stones. Items like storage bags are quite expensive, and outer sect disciples usually cannot afford them. "Song Shi Mei, why don't you just confess and go to the Hall of Law Enforcement," Han Bing grinned. "You've already planned this, haven't you? I have no grudge against you. Why are you doing this to me?" Song Zhi Xia couldn't understand. She just wanted to live peacefully, why was it so difficult? "No grudge? Your calling for help yesterday caused us a lot of trouble. We purposely want to teach you a lesson. Let's see who can come to your rescue today," since the situation had escalated, Xin Yun dropped the act and revealed her true intentions. "Let's go, Song Shi Mei. Going to the Hall of Law Enforcement will clarify who is right and wrong," Han Bing sneered. Seeing that Song Zhi Xia didn't move, Xin Yun used force to push her out of the room. At the door, Song Wei Zhi happened to catch her. "Are you alright?" a gentle voice sounded in Song Zhi Xia's ear—it was Song Wei Zhi! For some reason, hearing Song Wei Zhi's voice made Song Zhi Xia inexplicably happy, but she quickly remembered her current situation, and her joy vanished. After helping Song Zhi Xia steady herself, Song Wei Zhi quickly retracted his previous kind expression. "Some people never learn. What I said yesterday is already forgotten today," he said coldly. "It's not that we forgot, it's just that Song Shi Mei stole my twenty pieces of spirit stones," Xin Yun immediately put on a pitiful act. "It wasn't me," Song Zhi Xia slightly grasped Song Wei Zhi's robe, for some reason, she didn't want Song Wei Zhi to misunderstand her. Song Wei Zhi glanced at Song Zhi Xia and said gently, "I know it wasn't you." Then he glared at Xin Yun and the others, "Unrepentant. Alright, let's let everyone hear it together." Song Wei Zhi took out a small stone from his hand—a voice transmission stone. He activated his spirit energy, amplifying the conversation that had just taken place in the room, causing Xin Yun and the others to pale. "Senior sister, we were just joking. It really wasn't our intention to harm Song Shi Mei," Xin Yun hurried to explain. "Yes, yes, we were only teasing Song Shi Mei. Senior sister, you're overreacting," Han Bing quickly added. Liu Duo Er, on the other hand, didn't dare to say anything. "Joking? I've never heard of a joke that would lead to the Hall of Law Enforcement. I think you don't need to go there anymore. I'll call them over," Song Wei Zhi said as he activated the voice transmission stone. Before long, several disciples from the Hall of Law Enforcement arrived, flying over on their swords. Song Wei Zhi explained the situation to them and asked, "How is spreading false accusations among fellow disciples punished?" "Senior sister, spreading false accusations calls for twenty strikes," a disciple from the Hall of Law Enforcement answered respectfully. "What are we waiting for then? Carry out the punishment. Let everyone witness, and it will serve as a warning," said Song Wei Zhi, pulling Song Zhi Xia back a few steps to watch the show. "Senior sister, we won't dare to do it again. Please spare us. Song Shi Mei, please help us," Xin Yun kept pleading. But Song Wei Zhi silenced them with a gesture. After a few blows from the Hall of Law Enforcement disciples, Xin Yun and the others were left bruised and battered. "It serves you right," Song Wei Zhi said under his breath. Then he turned to Song Zhi Xia and said, "Let's go. I'll take you to get some medicine." Saying that, he summoned his Departure Sword, and in an instant, they were both standing on it. "Do you remember yesterday? Support me like you did yesterday," Song Wei Zhi softly reminded the person behind him. "Okay," Song Zhi Xia hesitated for a moment before continuing, "Thank you for today, senior sister." As they arrived at Song Wei Zhi's residence, once they stood firmly, they were back in Song Wei Zhi's storage ring. With a thought, the ointment from yesterday appeared in Song Wei Zhi's hand, and he awkwardly looked at Song Zhi Xia, "Pull down the clothes on your shoulder a bit." Upon hearing this, Song Zhi Xia softly replied, "Okay," and adjusted her tattered clothes, revealing her slightly reddened shoulder. Song Wei Zhi utilized his spirit energy to evenly apply the ointment on Song Zhi Xia's shoulder. After a moment, her slightly reddened shoulder became as smooth as before. Song Zhi Xia was astonished by what she saw and nodded to thank Song Wei Zhi, "Thank you, senior sister, for your help these past few days." "It's no trouble. From now on, we have no need to trouble each other," Song Wei Zhi said gently, feeling that her female host was unexpectedly kind. She didn’t hold a grudge against him for taking over her body. "By the way, do you want to take a bath here?" Song Wei Zhi noticed Song Zhi Xia's disheveled appearance and, remembering her hard work the previous day, she thought her clothes were probably soaked with sweat. She had completely forgotten about her shoes while changing her clothes for her. "No, no need, senior sister. Thank you for applying the ointment. I'll go back now," Song Zhi Xia hastily refused. "Alright, don't rush to leave. Change into some clean clothes and have a snack before you go. Come, sit down," said Song Wei Zhi as she waved her hand, and Song Zhi Xia found herself in a clean set of clothes. The white outfit made her look more charming. "These clothes are new, so you can rest assured to wear them," Song Wei Zhi smiled and explained. Blushing, Song Zhi Xia replied, "It's a pity, I shouldn't wear clothes like this. I should return them to you." "No need for such worries. Clothes are made to be worn. When you cultivate your qi, you can use your spiritual energy to keep them clean. It's very convenient," Song Wei Zhi reassured her. "Now that you've changed clothes, why not stay and eat something with me?" Song Wei Zhi's voice was as gentle as a spring breeze, and her eyes were full of sincerity. Song Zhi Xia couldn't refuse any longer. "Thank you for your hospitality, senior sister." Looking at Song Zhi Xia like a cute little kitten, Song Wei Zhi felt that the female lead was quite lovely. She placed various snacks on the table, such as peach blossom pastry, chestnut cake, and millet cake. She also brought out a bottle of immortal dew and poured it into a cup, pushing it towards Song Zhi Xia. Song Zhi Xia took a few bites of the peach blossom pastry, savoring the delightful aroma. She had never tasted anything like it before. Not to mention, they lived in a remote village and could not afford such delicacies even if they were available. After seeing that Song Wei Zhi wasn't eating, she asked, "Senior sister, why aren't you eating?" "Alright, I'll eat with you," Song Wei Zhi smiled. It turned out that the female lead was considerate. It was hard to imagine how she became wild after being possessed by a demon. Afraid that Song Zhi Xia might feel uncomfortable, Song Wei Zhi urged her to have a few more pastries. She also made her drink several cups of spirit spring water before finally letting her off the hook. Feeling embarrassed, Song Zhi Xia realized that Song Wei Zhi had helped her several times, even though they weren't close. She thanked her once again, "Thank you for your hospitality, senior sister." After bidding farewell to Song Wei Zhi, Song Zhi Xia prepared to leave. Since she had used the senior sister's sword on the way here, she didn't want to impose further and decided to walk back on her own. However, to her surprise, a sword appeared in front of her. Song Zhi Xia turned her head, puzzled, looking at Song Wei Zhi. Smiling, Song Wei Zhi walked over and said, "It won't take long to use my sword to fly here. However, if you walk from my place back to the outer gate, it will easily take an hour. I'll escort you back. You mustn't refuse, junior sister," she said before Song Zhi Xia could refuse. Song Wei Zhi glanced at the sorry state of Song Zhi Xia's shoes, which had already been worn off. She had been preoccupied with changing her clothes and completely forgot about the shoes. "Oh, and here are some shoes," without waiting for Song Zhi Xia's reaction, a new pair of shoes already appeared on her feet. Afraid that Song Zhi Xia would thank her again, Song Wei Zhi immediately said, "No more thanks. Just wear them. You've thanked me enough times in just this short while." Song Zhi Xia felt a little embarrassed by Song Wei Zhi's words and could only nod in acceptance. The two then flew back to the living quarters of the outer sect disciples, but Song Wei Zhi didn't take Song Zhi Xia to the room she originally shared with Xin Yun and the others.