Chapter 32 - Transmigrated as a Fake Daughter in Cultivation Novel

Chapter 32 It was a pity that no one paid attention to her anymore. Hanging from Song Yueling's body was a head covered in green mucus, with her freshly exploded head still attached to the neck. The monstrous being staggered toward Song Chaoyun. The ground emitted a piercing sound as it moved. "Help me, help me. Don't come near me. I am the young master of the Song family. You can't kill me, you can't..." Song Chaoyun, a grown man, was so terrified by the monster that tears streamed down his face, and even the ground was soaked with an unknown fluid. The monster didn't care what he was. It grabbed Song Chaoyun's shoulders with its scale-covered hands. Its mouth, full of green mucus, relentlessly approached Song Chaoyun's face. Despite Song Chaoyun's struggles, the monster's mouth was faster. With a scream from Song Chaoyun, most of his facial flesh was bitten off, revealing a bloody face which was quickly devoured by the creature. Meanwhile, Song Weizhi, while observing the commotion, contemplated exchanging for a handy weapon with the system. At this moment, she dared not exchange for a lucky box, fearing it might only contain spiritual stones, leaving herself and Xia Xia without the final safety barrier. In her mind, she contacted the system, "System, what can I exchange for with my 600 points to deal with this thing?" "Hello, host. Based on the current situation and your points balance, the system recommends exchanging for a recoilless cannon paired with armor-piercing rounds. Exchanging this item will cost you 600 points, and the system will offer 10 armor-piercing rounds for free. Any additional rounds beyond 10 will require 10 points each. Would the host like to proceed with the exchange?" The mechanical voice of the system sounded. Gritting her teeth, Song Weizhi replied to the system in her mind, "Alright, then let's proceed with the exchange." "Congratulations, the host has successfully exchanged for the recoilless cannon. The host spent 600 points, and now has a balance of 60 points." Upon seeing Song Weizhi feeling despair, the system continued, "Host, do not be disheartened. Successfully resolving this secret realm will also come with corresponding point rewards. The point rewards are unknown and require the host to complete the task first." Song Weizhi thought it made sense. Without resolving the secret realm, no one would survive. At that moment, the remaining disciples of the Song family were gradually unable to keep up. Someone was the first to speak, "Let's run towards Miss Song's direction. They all have weapons on them. Miss Song, please save us." Following these words, the remaining seven or eight disciples began running frantically toward Song Weizhi's direction. Song Weizhi was infuriated. If her bullets hadn't been scarce, she wished she could solve these disciples as well. It was not that she was cold-hearted, but these disciples were truly not good people, always thinking of using others as shields. How could there be such good fortune? "Ignore them; let's run," Song Weizhi said as she took Song Zhixia's hand and ran in the opposite direction. Xu Wenyuan and Liang Qin followed closely behind them. Unfortunately, Zhao Xunkun and his team hesitated. He couldn't ignore them. In the meantime, several monsters had closed in. Zhao Xunkun, along with three others and the seven or eight inner disciples, had no choice but to resist. From a distance, Xu Wenyuan and the others also felt restless and asked Song Weizhi, "Senior Sister, should we go and help? After all, we are from the same sect." Song Weizhi glanced at them coldly and said, "You can go if you want. I won't. I'm not a savior, and I've given weapons to Zhao Xunkun and the others for self-defense. I can't save everyone." After some hesitation, Xu Wenyuan decided to go and help, accompanied by Liang Qin. Meanwhile, Song Weizhi pulled Song Zhixia and ran a considerable distance before stopping. She turned to Song Zhixia and asked, "Do you think I'm heartless?" Song Zhixia shook her head slightly, gripping Song Weizhi's hand tightly. "Senior Sister, it's not that you are heartless. It's their unpredictable behavior. Besides, as you said, you could save them, but they might not necessarily be grateful. I don't want Senior Sister to take risks." "Alright, let's wait here for a while and see what happens," Song Weizhi said as she rested with Song Zhixia. On the other side, with Xu Wenyuan's participation, Zhao Xunkun's group unexpectedly turned the tables and managed to deal with six monsters who had surrounded them. Exhausted, they sat on the ground. Seeing the distant firelight from Song Weizhi's direction, some disciples began to complain: "Hey, our own Song family disciples didn't come to the rescue. Instead, it was Zhao brother who stepped in to help. It's embarrassing to even think about it." "That's right. Senior Sister just watched us almost die. We've called her 'Senior Sister' for so many years in vain." "She is truly heartless. We almost died just now, and it was Zhao brother who came to our aid." Hearing these discussions among the disciples, Xu Wenyuan couldn't hold back. "If it weren't for you slandering Senior Sister with Song Chaoyun, Senior Sister wouldn't have acted like this. Just now, you slandered her, and now you want her to save you when danger arises. How come you always think of seeking benefits for yourselves." "What I said is the truth. Isn't protecting senior and junior brothers something that Senior Sister should do?" "That's right. Just because Senior Sister let you follow her, doesn't mean she has to protect you. Look at you coming to help in such a dangerous situation. Senior Sister did not have the intention of coming over." "You..." Xu Wenyuan wanted to scold those disciples, but Liang Qin stopped him. "Let it go. There's no point in arguing with them. I think our coming over was unnecessary," Liang Qin said as he led Xu Wenyuan back towards Song Weizhi's group. "Hey, Zhao Brother, do you think you could give us a few knives for self-defense? There are eight of us without any weapons. Please show your kindness," one of them said. The remaining disciples also joined in. "Yes, Zhao Brother, we can protect you. After all, we are all martial brothers. Senior Sister abandoned us, you can't abandon us as well." "That's right. We are all brothers from the same sect. Senior Sister didn't care for us, could you not care for us as well." Zhao Xunkun was practically surrounded by the eight people. He wasn't naive, and seeing the situation, he couldn't be sure that they wouldn't harm him. Reluctantly, he handed over his knife. The disciples were delighted to have obtained a knife and quickly thanked Zhao Xunkun. Zhao Xunkun regretted intervening to save those people as he hurried toward Song Weizhi's group. The disciples of the Song family followed suit. Upon returning to Song Weizhi's side, Xu Wenyuan and Liang Qin felt awkward and didn't know what to do. They then heard Song Weizhi's stern voice, "I have no say in what you want to do. But remember, if you want to go to your deaths, don't drag us into it." She didn't want to be a savior who would help anyone in need. Xu Wenyuan and Liang Qin nodded somewhat awkwardly. Soon after, Zhao Xunkun and his group arrived, followed by the eight disciples of the Song family. Song Weizhi glanced at Zhao Xunkun and noticed that the knife he had earlier was now gone, but one of the eight disciples had a knife. Song Weizhi caught on quickly. Amusingly, she looked at Zhao Xunkun and said, "Oh, Zhao, where did your long knife go? Did you give it to someone? I didn't expect you had the potential to become a savior." Feeling embarrased, Zhao Xunkun wasn't quite sure what "savior" meant, but he felt it probably wasn't a good term. Some of the surrounding disciples, gaining courage, spoke to Song Weizhi, "Senior Sister, you gave each outsider a knife. How about giving each of us one as well? After all, you can get them easily." Others chimed in with, "That's right. We can protect you. Ultimately, women are helpless without spiritual power." "Yes, Senior Sister, I will protect you and make sure nothing happens to you." "I will protect Junior Sister Zhixia, hehe." The seven or eight disciples burst into laughter and jokes. After all, to them, Song Weizhi was just a paper tiger. Despite her higher cultivation, they believed that without spiritual power, she couldn't compete alone against so many men. Song Weizhi snorted, "Indeed, I didn't misjudge you. You are all as disgusting as Song Chaoyun." "Wow, Song Weizhi, who are you calling disgusting? Addressing you as Senior Sister is giving you face. Do you still think you are the genius of Linhai City? Why don’t we have a one-on-one comparison? But if I touch something I shouldn't, Senior Sister can't blame me." "That's right, let's compare, let’s compare." The clamor grew louder. Zhao Xunkun and Xu Wenyuan stood protectively in front of Song Weizhi, their expressions grave. Especially Xu Wenyuan, he hadn't expected these usually respectable fellow disciples to act like this in such a situation. "Are you trying to be a hero, Zhao Brother? Either you hand over the knife, or we'll have a good comparison," someone retorted. At the heat of the argument, a deep, rumbling voice resonated from the lake. A pitch-black Jiaolong gradually rose to the surface from the water. The huge creature stared at the crowd angrily, silencing the bickering disciples. "Let me see who disturbed my slumber." The giant Jiaolong's gaze fell on the crowd before becoming overjoyed upon seeing Song Zhixia. "Xuan Niao? How can you be here? Hahaha, I never thought I'd see you again one day," the Jiaolong gazed down at Song Zhixia on the shore. Song Zhixia furrowed her brow slightly. "What Xuan Niao? I don't understand what you are saying." Song Weizhi called out to the system to look up the origin of the Jiaolong. Soon, a passage appeared on the system interface: "The scanned object is an ancient Jiaolong, sealed in the Linlang Secret Realm during the ancient war. It carries a fragment of the soul of the Nine-tailed Xuan Niao and was once one of the pursuers of the Female Lead in ancient times. It is known for its evil nature and lecherous behavior." As soon as she heard about the soul fragment, Song Weizhi's spirit lifted. However, upon learning that this dark creature coveted her younger sister, the joy in Song Weizhi's heart dissipated. Seeing that Song Zhixia couldn't recall him, the Jiaolong seemed even more delighted. It transformed into a tall, slender man dressed in black and walked over to Song Zhixia with a smile in his eyes. Song Weizhi raised the gun in her hand and pointed it at the man. "Stay there and don't move." The man didn't take Song Weizhi seriously and spoke, "I truly know Xuan Niao. We were a couple in the ancient times. Xuan Niao's fate clashes with those around her, and those in her vicinity will always encounter various dangers. I believe you have felt it all the way here. The correct choice for her is to stay with me here without the constraints of those rules. Then, she won't clash with you anymore, and I can safely send all of you out." Author's Note: Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or provided nourishment fluid from 19:58:45 on 2021-05-02 to 19:15:08 on 2021-05-03~ Thank you to the little angel who sent the rocket: 41940765 1； Thank you to the little angel who sent the grenade: 月向南 1.