Chapter 35 - Transmigrated as a Fake Daughter in Cultivation Novel

Chapter 35 The 8 disciples of the Song family were indeed lucky. Just now, the commotion caused by the Dragon should have inflicted heavy injuries on them. Now, they only sustained minor wounds. However, they were still quite far from Song Wei Zhi and her group. They couldn't see the situation clearly. They were still shaken by the gory scene from a moment ago. What exactly was the thing that blew the dragon to pieces so effortlessly? The 8 disciples of the Song family were quite distant from Song Wei Zhi. After all, the dragon had mentioned the fate of Song Zhi Xia. They were hesitant to approach. Lacking a clear leader among them and possessing only a single blade, they were somewhat apprehensive. Eventually, they reached a consensus to follow behind Song Wei Zhi's group, hoping to increase their chances of survival. Thus, they began making their way towards Song Wei Zhi and her companions. Song Wei Zhi naturally noticed these distant figures advancing towards them and coldly huffed before reaching out to take her little sister's hand, saying, "I'm going to check on that dragon. Will you come with me, Xia Xia?" Song Wei Zhi's voice was gentle, and Song Zhi Xia couldn't help but remember the recent kiss, feeling a rush of warmth on her cheeks. She quickly blushed. Song Zhi Xia dared not look into Song Wei Zhi's eyes and simply nodded with her head bowed. Song Wei Zhi realized the girl was feeling shy, so she didn't probe further. Holding her little sister's hand, she went towards the dragon's head to carefully examine it. The dragon's head alone was immense, towering several stories high, not to mention the half of the body on land and the other half submerged in the lake. Song Zhi Xia was worried the dragon might harm Song Wei Zhi again and tightened her grip on Song Wei Zhi's hand. Song Wei Zhi reassured her with a gentle smile and summoned the system in her mind to scan the location of the soul fragment. Soon, the system located the soul fragment nestled between the dragon's eyes. Typically, one could retrieve it by directly controlling the sword. However, they would now have to climb up and get it. Song Wei Zhi prepared to climb up to the dragon's head. "Senior sister, what are you doing? It's too dangerous," Song Zhi Xia asked, concerned. "It's okay. You wait for me down here. I will be back soon. This is something important. Don't let anyone come up," Song Wei Zhi replied before she placed her long knife at the small of her back and began climbing up the dragon's head. Fortunately, the head had many nooks and crannies for footholds. Zhao Xuan Kun and the others followed, questioning, "Junior sister Zhi Xia? What is senior sister up to?" "Senior sister said none of you should go up," Song Zhi Xia obediently relayed, standing beneath the dragon's head. Zhao Xuan Kun, having been through many expeditions, suspected Song Wei Zhi had found some treasure. As the dragon was slain by her, it would be natural for any treasure on it to belong to her. However, not everyone shared that view. Xu Wen Yuan was still puzzled, unaware that it was Song Wei Zhi who obliterated the dragon. Upon returning his attention, he found that the 8 disciples of the Song family had caught up. Zhao Xuan Kun and the others restrained them. "Senior brother Zhao, such a massive dragon head can't belong solely to you. Besides, you've seen all kinds of treasures on ordinary days. If there's anything valuable on the dragon's head, it should be shared with us, who usually don't come across such treasures," the lead member of the group contended. Zhao Xuan Kun calmly responded, "The dragon was slain by senior sister, so anything on it rightfully belongs to her. It's not your concern." As soon as Zhao Xuan Kun finished, several disciples burst into laughter. "Senior brother Zhao, if you don't want to share with us, just say it. Don't make up lies to deceive us, especially such unconvincing ones." "Yeah, none of us have any spiritual power here. How can you prove that it was senior sister who killed the dragon?" "Exactly, make way. We also want a share." Zhao Xuan Kun raised his long knife and stated, "I regret saving you earlier. Even at the cost of our lives, we must protect senior sister and junior sister Zhi Xia. These people are not good. No need to hold back." Liang Qin tightened his grip on the knife, while Xu Wen Yuan, having given his knife to Song Wei Zhi, was left unarmed. At this point, Song Wei Zhi had already climbed to the dragon's nose, where she could reach the center of the dragon's eyes with her feet. She tried to cut through with her knife but found it ineffective as there were scale-like coverings. Meanwhile, a scuffle broke out among them. Although Zhao Xuan Kun's group was outnumbered, they at least had four knives, ensuring that the opposition didn't have the upper hand. Song Wei Zhi quickened her movements. According to the system's guidance, she cut a slit between the dragon's eyes and then enlarged it to retrieve a glinting dragon-shaped jade pendant. Invoking the system, she inquired, "System, is this Xia Xia's soul fragment?" "Congratulations, host. Yes, it is. Please ensure to safeguard the female lead's soul fragment. This secret realm is about to collapse." With this, Song Wei Zhi stored the jade pendant in her storage ring, then began her descent. By the time she reached the ground, Zhao Xuan Kun and the others had engaged in several rounds of combat. However, the bloodstains belonged to the eight individuals from the opposition. "Senior sister has come down, and the treasure must be on her. Let's seize it quickly," one of the disciples called out. The eight disciples ran towards Song Wei Zhi as if they were possessed. Song Wei Zhi had long considered dealing with these people. After all, she had no camaraderie with them. Raising her gun, she discharged two rounds. Two disciples lay on the ground, and a sudden calm descended upon the area. The Song family disciples were surprised by Song Wei Zhi's willingness to kill. The sight of their two comrades falling alarmed them. However, murmurs arose again: "Song Wei Zhi, as the elder of the Song family, you harm your companions. After we leave, we will surely seek redress from you." "Right, we demand retribution. An eye for an eye, a life for a life." "Life for life, we will seek justice from the head of the sect once we are out." Song Wei Zhi sneered, "Indeed, you have reminded me. It's better for all of you to die here, isn't it?" "You, Song Wei Zhi, dare to defy us? We are not afraid of you with so many of us," the disciples retorted. Unwilling to engage further, Song Wei Zhi raised her gun once more, felling four more disciples. This time, some only sustained injuries to the chest, not fatal ones. At this point, there were only two individuals from the opposition left standing. Song Wei Zhi raised an eyebrow, asking, "What now? Do you still want retribution?" The two disciples were stunned by the scene before them. Song Wei Zhi indeed intended to kill them. One of them tremulously knelt, "Senior sister, I know my mistake. I won't dare again. Spare me, please." The other also knelt and pleaded, "Same here, spare me, senior sister. I was misled for a moment. I won't dare again." Having learned from their previous leniency, Zhao Xuan Kun and the others remained silent. These people only cared about their own lives and were not worth saving. Song Wei Zhi smiled and said, "Spare you? But how come none of you thought about sparing Xia Xia just now? Are your lives more important?" With that, she raised her gun and fired again, downing four more disciples. This time, a few were only injured in the chest, but not fatally. In an instant, there was only Song Wei Zhi and her allies left standing. As the cave began to tremble, rocks from the ceiling continued to fall. "The secret realm is collapsing! Everyone, be careful up there!" she warned, grabbing Song Zhi Xia's hand and evading the falling debris with Zhao Xuan Kun and the others. Not far away, a few remaining disciples who were not fatally shot earlier cried for help. This time, no one would turn back to rescue them. As rocks continued to fall from the ceiling, a glimmer of light shone from above. Song Wei Zhi suddenly felt her spiritual power replenished. With a shout, she urged, "Let the swords fly and escape!" While flying out alongside her companions, she placed the soul fragment in her storage ring, finally easing her latent worries. The tremors outside the secret realm were followed by its collapse. Song Wei Zhi realized they had flown out to the back of the mountain, as the entire secret realm had completely collapsed. As if sensing something, Song Ru Hai's key turned into fluff. He felt a sense of foreboding and urged, "Head Tian, Head Zhao, the key to the secret realm shattered. I fear something might have gone wrong. Let's go to the back of the mountain and take a look." With that, they led the remaining disciples to the back of the mountain. There, they saw Song Wei Zhi and her group, along with a few disciples who were previously at the outskirts of the secret realm. Upon reaching them, and finding that their son was not among them, Song Ru Hai's thoughts turned to Song Chao Yun, who had mentioned following Song Wei Zhi. He looked towards Song Wei Zhi in the distance and asked, "Wei Zhi, where is Chao Yun?" Song Wei Zhi didn't want to engage with him, as he always showed false sentiment. She straightforwardly stated, "He's dead." "Dead? Shut your mouth! You traitorous liar! My son had just achieved the initial stage of spiritual cultivation. How could this be possible?" Song Ru Hai roared in disbelief. With calm composure, Song Wei Zhi replied, "He's truly dead. Everyone saw it. If you don't believe me, ask Zhao Xuan Kun." "Xuan Kun, that's not true, right?" Song Ru Hai asked, hoping to hear the words "not true" from Zhao Xuan Kun. "Leader Song, it is as Sister Song said. Song Chao Yun died in the secret realm," Zhao Xuan Kun truthfully confirmed. Author's note: Thank you to the little angels who voted for the book or irrigated it with nutrients from 13:50:30 on 2021-05-05 to 15:57:45 on 2021-05-06~ Special thanks to the little angels who threw grenades: Xiaojin's Jida Bulong, Gu Gu (1 each); Gratitude to the little angels who irrigated the nutrients: Gu Gu (10 bottles), Hefu Shusheng He Xuan (9 bottles).