Chapter 19 - Transmigrated as a Fake Daughter in Cultivation Novel

Chapter 19 "Thank you all for coming to celebrate my birthday today. I won't say much in politeness. Feel free to enjoy the feast," Song Weizhi graciously said a few scripted words, and the feast began. As all were cultivators, Song Ruhai had prepared spiritual fruits and heavenly nectar. Amidst the clinking of cups, everyone enjoyed themselves. After a while, Song Weizhi left. The gathering was Song Ruhai's way of networking with other sects, and her absence didn’t matter. Besides, there was a pretty little girl waiting for her back home. As she exited the main hall, Song Weizhi met Zhao Xuankun, who also needed fresh air. "As the star of today, why aren’t you staying inside, Senior Sister Song?" Zhao Xuankun asked courteously. "I’m not needed at the feast, and since Senior Brother Zhao is also out, I have other matters to attend to. I must take my leave," Song Weizhi thought Zhao Xuankun seemed fairly normal, so she exchanged a few more words. "Alright, take care, Junior Sister," Zhao Xuankun also disliked the artificial atmosphere and insincere conversations. Song Weizhi summoned her Profound Emancipation sword and promptly returned to her small courtyard. She didn’t go find Song Zhixia directly but went to the kitchen. She kneaded some noodles and made a simple hotpot. She served herself two bowls, one for the little girl waiting for her. She then approached Song Zhixia's door. Inside, Song Zhixia, with teary eyes, was startled by the knocking. She hurriedly wiped her tears and rushed to open the door. Since only three people lived in the courtyard, it had to be Senior Sister Song! As she saw the person she had been thinking about all night, Song Zhixia couldn’t help but burst into tears again. Song Weizhi immediately noticed the redness in the girl's eyes and quickly coaxed her, "Did you think Senior Sister wouldn’t come back early to be with you? I made some longevity noodles. It’s been a while since I cooked. I don’t know if it’s any good. Why don't you try?" Helping Song Weizhi place the noodles on the table, Song Zhixia couldn’t hold back her tears any longer. She sobbed uncontrollably, and her whole being surrendered to Song Weizhi's embrace. "What’s wrong, Xiaxia? Hmm? Do you miss Senior Sister? I’m here to be with you," Song Weizhi consoled the weeping girl in her arms. One hand gently stroked the girl’s back to pacify her, while the other caressed her small ears. Song Zhixia’s ears twitched with her sobs, resembling a delicate flower swaying in the wind. Watching this, Song Weizhi inexplicably felt a pang of heartache. She had to protect the girl and ensure she wasn’t mistreated anymore. Embracing the girl, Song Weizhi comforted her, patiently waiting for her to calm down. Song Zhixia, who had seldom cried so much in her life, even enduring hardships in the village, now found herself breaking down. Everything was getting better, yet she felt overwhelmed. She couldn't catch her breath. Deciding to cast aside her pride, she let her emotions pour out. Perhaps she wouldn't have the chance to be embraced by Senior Sister like this again. Seeing the girl cry more fervently, Song Weizhi continued, "Darling, if you want to cry, go ahead. Senior Sister will comfort you, okay?" As Song Zhixia lay in Song Weizhi’s embrace, her emotions rushed and she couldn’t help but think she didn't want her Senior Sister to have a partner. She didn't want anyone else to take her Senior Sister, and she even wished Song Weizhi would belong only to her. Realizing what she had been thinking, Song Zhixia quickly chased away those dangerous thoughts. Yet, she couldn’t shake off the fear of losing Song Weizhi if she had a partner. So, she decided to ask Senior Sister about her future partner. This overwhelming flood of thoughts led her to hope, hoping to hear the answers she sought from Song Weizhi. After a while, a slightly calmer Song Zhixia raised her head. Her eyes were bloodshot, and Song Weizhi couldn’t help but feel a wave of sympathy for her. "Senior Sister, do you really have a partner? If you do, will you not want Xiaxia anymore?" Song Zhixia's eyes glistened with tears, her voice tinged with a trace of sobbing. Song Weizhi, with a warm gaze, retorted, “When did I get a partner? How could I not know? I’ve already annulled the engagement with him. Furthermore, my thoughts are with you, Xiaxia. It’s beyond my nature to seek someone else and neglect you." Song Zhixia, disbelieving, assumed Song Weizhi was teasing her as her voice held a hint of crying. "I’m not being playful. When have I ever lied to you? My entire focus is on you. I have no time for irrelevant individuals," Song Weizhi’s eyes shimmered as she gently spoke to Song Zhixia. Staring at her Senior Sister, Song Zhixia’s painful worries vanished, and she felt as though her heart had been filled with honey. With a renewed sense of comfort, she recalled her actions from the previous night and felt embarrassed. She couldn’t even look at Song Weizhi and buried her face in her Senior Sister’s embrace. "How are you?" Song Weizhi playfully added, “Do you want Senior Sister to carry you?” Next thing she knew, Song Zhixia was hoisted up in Song Weizhi's arms. Feeling embarrassed and shy, Song Zhixia begged, "Senior Sister, please put me down. I can walk myself." After realizing that Senior Sister didn't actually consider taking a partner, Song Zhixia regretted crying in her Senior Sister's arms the previous night. She felt content, although her heart fluttered with shyness. He didn't miss the chance to tease the little girl. He deliberately didn’t let go and softly whispered in Song Zhixia's ear, "How can I let my darling walk on her own? I would feel sorry for you." "Senior Sister, if you keep doing this, I'll really ignore you," Song Zhixia struggled in Song Weizhi's arms as if she was getting anxious. Sensing her unease, Song Weizhi quickly released her and then, pretending to be the considerate elder sister, said, "Alright, Xiaxia is in charge. Senior Sister will listen to Xiaxia."