Chapter 38 - Transmigrated as a Fake Daughter in Cultivation Novel

Chapter 38 Song Ruohai and Tian Yuelan immediately joined forces and took a group of disciples to Song Weizhi's small courtyard, as if on the verge of demanding justice. Meanwhile, Song Zhixia went to find Song Weizhi the next day and encountered the barrier set up by her. She realized her senior sister was cultivating inside the room, so she found a mat and obediently sat outside Song Weizhi's door to cultivate. She felt like she had been sticking to her senior sister too much lately. Whenever she didn't see her, she wanted to find her. With this thought, Song Zhixia unconsciously blushed. To stop her from overthinking, she decided to cultivate in front of Song Weizhi's door. After several days of cultivation, the spiritual energy in Song Weizhi's dantian continued to strike the gate of the Nascent Infant stage. Eventually, the barrier was broken by the spiritual energy within her, and Song Weizhi felt that the spiritual energy in her body was more surging than ever before. The nascent infant in her dantian gradually condensed into a lovely little doll. Knowing that she had just entered the early Nascent Infant stage, Song Weizhi made the spiritual energy circulate in her body several more times before stopping cultivation. After taking the concealed pill, she indeed did not experience any more heavenly tribulations. As soon as Song Weizhi removed the barrier she had set, she felt someone outside her door. As expected, she found her junior sister sitting obediently on the mat cultivating. So, was her little sister worried about her? Or did she miss her? Perhaps both? Song Weizhi didn't realize it, but a smile had formed at the corner of her eyes. She had been thinking about her little sister these few days, but she didn't want to disturb Song Zhixia's cultivation. She decided to sit next to Song Zhixia, staring at her without blinking. Even though Song Zhixia was cultivating, she felt someone watching her. After regulating the spiritual power in her body, she opened her eyes and saw her senior sister gazing at her with a smiling look in her eyes. Song Zhixia's cheeks visibly turned blush. "Sister, when did you arrive?" After asking, she couldn't bring herself to look at Song Weizhi and averted her gaze with her peach blossom eyes. Song Weizhi moved closer to Song Zhixia, sitting shoulder to shoulder. With her chin resting on her hand, she looked at her shy junior sister and said, "I've been here for a while. I haven't seen you for so many days, so I wanted to gaze at you a little longer." "Sister, you're making things up again." Song Zhixia's eyes showed a tinge of blush at the corners, looking at Song Weizhi in a grievous yet affectionate manner. However, her expression was nothing but coquettish. Extending her arm, Song Weizhi took Song Zhixia's slender waist and drew her closer until their shoulders touched, then using her arm as a support, she gazed at her shy little sister. "Did you really not miss me these few days? Then why were you anxiously waiting outside my door? Hm?" as she lightly skimmed Song Zhixia's cheek with the back of her finger. Her ears turning crimson, Song Zhixia tried to move away but was held in place by her senior sister's embrace. Eventually, she gave in and nestled in Song Weizhi's arms, burying her face in the nape of her senior sister's neck. In that moment, she was enveloped by Song Weizhi's presence, and she admitted, "I missed you too." Realizing what she had said, Song Zhixia buried herself deeper and felt regretful for saying it. Would her senior sister think she was not reserved enough? The next moment, Song Zhixia felt her ears being gently held by her senior sister's hand. In a soft tone, Song Weizhi's voice entered her ears, "I missed you too. What should we do? I miss you every moment." Song Zhixia's mind was overwhelmed by her senior sister’s words, and her heartbeat sounded like a relentless drum in her ears. She felt breathless and her thoughts raced - Did her senior sister like her? Did she want her to be her partner, that’s why she said these things? Would ordinary senior sisters say such things or embrace each other so intimately? For a moment, countless questions flooded her mind, but she dared not ask Song Weizhi. She feared that her senior sister might actually treat her as a younger sister and spoil her. Their embrace didn’t last long, as numerous visitors arrived at the courtyard gates. Song Weizhi felt the presence, touched Song Zhixia's head, feeling a bit unsatisfied that she couldn't embrace her little sister for a longer time. Just then, uninvited guests arrived. Wei Zhao, being astute, had already heard the commotion and was waiting at the courtyard gate. Song Weizhi, with Song Zhixia beside her, walked towards the gate. Standing outside, many people had gathered, led by Song Ruohai and Tian Yuelan, followed by three elders of the Song clan and several disciples. Amused by the scene, Song Weizhi glanced at Song Ruohai and Tian Yuelan. "Why have both the sect leaders come? And with so many disciples? My little place might not accommodate so many people. Please turn back, everyone." "Insolent, Song Weizhi. Is this how you speak to the sect leaders? I have been too lenient on you, allowing you to be disrespectful to your elders. If you don’t explain the whereabouts of my son, Chaoyun, and the daughter of the Tian family today, don't blame me for being ruthless." Song Ruohai was furious as he hadn't found his son in these past few days. Agreeing, Song Weizhi said, "I know it. The sect leaders are indeed cruel. I've already made it clear. Chaoyun died in the secret realm, and you refused to believe it." "Nonsense! My son already had mastery in the Initiation stage. How did he die then?" Song Ruohai's eyes were about to spew fire. "Mastery? What's the use? After we fell to the depths of the secret realm, our cultivation was rendered ineffective. Song Yueling turned into a monster after eating a peculiar fish in the secret realm. Your son was bitten to death by the monster she became." Song Weizhi truthfully explained the situation inside the secret realm to Song Ruohai. "Impossible! Impossible! How could Yueling harm my son? It is you; you must have killed my son and framed someone else for it. I've raised you for over a decade, but look at you. I must eradicate you today." Song Ruohai lunged at Song Weizhi with his palm. Wei Zhao wanted to step in, but Song Weizhi gently pushed him away. With a surge of spiritual power, she countered Song Ruohai with a palm strike, sending him back several paces and causing him to spit blood from the corner of his mouth. "Impossible! You are in the Mastery of Golden Core stage. How is this possible?" Another mouthful of blood sprayed from Song Ruohai's mouth. He felt Song Weizhi was his disciple, and even though she had a slightly higher realm, they should have been evenly matched. Unbeknownst to him, Song Weizhi had already transcended into the Nascent Infant stage. For a moment, the courtyard fell silent. Soon, the disciples began to gossip: "Wow, Senior Sister is even more formidable than Master? She dealt with Master so effortlessly." "That's right. It's no wonder Master can't control her. How can she be a Master with such mediocre skills?" "Keep your voice down. Even though Master can't defeat Senior Sister, she can certainly discipline you." There was no way Song Ruohai, at the Golden Core stage, could not hear the disciples' sarcasm, but having just experienced Song Weizhi’s prowess, he was indeed outmatched. With a cold smirk, he said, "Song Weizhi, do you think I came to face you without any backup? Look, who's over there?" Following Song Ruohai's pointing finger, He Qingmei and Tian Ming brought three ordinary people. Two of them appeared to be a couple around forty years old, accompanied by an eighteen or nineteen-year-old young man. However, these three were dressed very modestly. Upon seeing these three, Song Zhixia couldn't help but clench her fingers. How could she not recognize these people? They were the foster parents who were saving up money by selling her to an elderly widower for her younger brother. Seeing Song Zhixia's silence, Song Ruohai turned to the couple and said, "Can you recognize your daughter over there? And I believe you should be more familiar with the one behind her. That is your adopted daughter, Song Zhixia." "Oh my, our daughter has grown up so well," Song's mother said, proudly holding Song's father’s arm. However, the young man's eyes were fixated on Song Zhixia ever since she found out that she wasn't her sister. He wanted to make her his wife since she was hardworking and beautiful. But as he moved closer to her, he was thrown back. Song Weizhi gently pried open Song Zhixia's tightly clenched fingers, held them gently, and whispered, "Don't hurt yourself." Song Zhixia nodded softly. The young man began shouting, "Who did that to me?" "I did. Any problem?" Song Weizhi retorted coldly. The young man, still not accepting defeat, stood up and shouted, "I am your brother. How dare you hit me? Someone like you should go back home and do some chores for your parents, help save money for my bride. Oh, but looking at how well-dressed you are, you must have a lot of money. How about building me a big house first? I just want to get married. Sister, I want to marry the girl behind you, Song Zhixia..." Before the young man could say anything further, he was suddenly thrown into the air and then ruthlessly back onto the ground by Song Weizhi. There was a snapping sound, and the young man was unable to get up. Seeing that Song Weizhi had injured the man, Song's mother immediately started wailing and causing a scene, a typical display of a woman scorned. Song Weizhi looked at Song Ruohai and asked, "Why did Leader Song bring these people here? What do you mean by this?" 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