Chapter 42 - Transmigrated as a Fake Daughter in Cultivation Novel

Chapter 42 "Sister, I don't want to play anymore. Who would play with something so important?" Song Zhi Xia urgently wanted Song Wei Zhi to put the figurine back into her dantian. Song Wei Zhi smiled and said, "Xia Xia is not anyone else. My little golden figurine Xia Xia can play with it however she wants." She even shook the little golden figurine in her hand. However, seeing her little sister's anxious look, Song Wei Zhi put the figurine back into her dantian. After Song Zhi Xia took the elixir, Song Wei Zhi felt a little more at ease. "Xia Xia, don't worry. Wherever we go, I'll be there. Let's tidy up today, and we'll set off tomorrow." After instructing Song Zhi Xia, Song Wei Zhi went to inform Wei Zhao. Wei Zhao followed Song Wei Zhi wherever she went. The next morning, the three of them arrived in the town. When traveling in the cultivation world, there are generally two ways to travel: one is using teleportation arrays, and the other is renting flying beasts. These bird-like beasts are huge and can generally carry six to eight people. The Inner Sect recruitment at the Cold Mountain Sword Sect was still a few days away, so Song Wei Zhi planned on taking a large bird to the city of Jimo, so her little sister could enjoy the scenery along the way. However, this made it difficult for Wei Zhao. Song Wei Zhi enjoyed the journey with her little sister while Wei Zhao could do nothing but sit and meditate, telling herself not to attract attention and to lower her presence as much as possible. After enduring for three days, the large bird finally arrived at a designated location in the city of Jimo. After paying with spirit stones, the bird would return to the city of Linhai. As the three of them walked towards the city, they encountered various stalls along the way. The liveliness here was many times greater than that of the city of Linhai. The three of them had happy expressions on their faces. Song Wei Zhi found an inn and planned to stay there for the time being. As soon as they entered the inn, they attracted the attention of many people. Each of the three women had a different kind of beauty. If Song Wei Zhi embodied a fresh and elegant beauty, then Song Zhi Xia was captivating, and Wei Zhao was the epitome of a cold beauty. However, all three had a high level of cultivation, so no one dared to provoke them. But there were still some who couldn't resist the urge to come and strike up a conversation. As Song Wei Zhi inquired at the counter, "We need three rooms. Innkeeper, do you have any rooms available?" "Three ladies, it's a bit inconvenient. These past few days, the Cold Mountain Sword Sect has been recruiting new inner disciples. Many people have come to the city of Jimo. We only have two rooms left. Even if you go elsewhere, the situation will likely be the same. Many places are already full, and when you come back, there might not even be these two rooms available." The innkeeper explained with a smile. He wasn't exaggerating as the Cold Mountain Sword Sect only recruited new inner disciples every three years, and the city of Jimo had become lively a month ago. While Song Wei Zhi was contemplating, a young man in green approached their table. He was about twenty years old and greeted them, "Are you worrying about not having enough rooms? Since we've coincidentally met, I'd like to make friends with you and offer one of our rooms." Song Wei Zhi looked at the young man and said calmly, "No need. Innkeeper, two rooms will suffice." With that, she took out spirit stones to pay for the rooms, leaving the young man alone. The young man felt embarrassed standing there. Clearly, he didn't expect to be rejected. At that moment, a young woman who had been with the young man came over and glared at Song Wei Zhi, saying, "You don't know how to show respect. Do you know who my cousin is to speak to him like this?" Song Wei Zhi glanced at the woman, sneered, and then turned to Song Zhi Xia and Wei Zhao beside her, "We only have two rooms. You can have one, Wei Zhao, and Xia Xia and I will take the other." She then asked Song Zhi Xia gently, "Is that alright, Xia Xia?" A rosy color started to appear on Song Zhi Xia's cheeks, and she nodded, "Okay." The three of them completely ignored the young man and the woman next to him. The young man's face fell. Apart from him and his cousin, there were a few people of similar age at their table, likely their friends. It seemed he felt that he had lost face. He cleared his throat and said, "I'm Liu Zhi Yun. This is my cousin, Meng Xing. My father is the current General Liu Zheng Xing. Can I have the pleasure of getting to know you?" In Song Wei Zhi's mind, she nearly felt sick. What kind of shameless self-introduction was this? Just introduce yourself, and that's it. No need to boast about who your father is. Song Wei Zhi gave him a disdainful look and said, "I'm not interested. Please move aside. My friend and I want to rest." Liu Zhi Yun's smiling face turned stiff. He thought that they came from a remote place and hadn't heard of his father's name. He tried to explain, "You may not know my father's prestige since you've just arrived in Jimo. Why don't I invite you to sit together and I can tell you about the city?" His long-winded words made even Wei Zhao, who hadn't spoken, furrow her eyebrows. "Can't you understand? My master doesn't want to know you. If you stay here, don't blame me for being rude." Wei Zhao even released a bit of pressure. Although her cultivation was one level lower than Song Wei Zhi's, she had already achieved the Gold Core perfection, making her quite outstanding in this restaurant. Liu Zhi Yun and his companions felt the high level of their cultivation, but they didn't expect one of them to have already achieved the Gold Core perfection. They were caught off guard and at a loss for words. Meng Xing had been spoiled since childhood and regarded Liu Zhi Yun as the best man in the world. Seeing him being scolded, she immediately stepped forward and said, "Rustics, do you still want to stay in Jimo? How dare you speak to my cousin like this! I'm going to teach you a lesson today." With that, she drew her sword and lunged at Wei Zhao. Wei Zhao didn't even show her whip. She just slapped her, and Meng Xing ended up against the wall, coughing up blood. "How dare you do this? What's wrong with you, Meng Xing?" Liu Zhi Yun rushed to help her. "Liu Gong... If your cousin has someone so devoted to him, you shouldn't harass other female cultivators. After all, someone like you isn't someone everyone wants. Your cousin has picked you, which is not easy; don't let her down." Song Wei Zhi said coldly to one side, and then she took Song Zhi Xia and Wei Zhao upstairs to rest. Song Wei Zhi couldn't stand such hypocritical people like Liu Zhi Yun. She didn't want to cause trouble, but trouble found its way to her. But she was not afraid of trouble. Meng Xing wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and cried out, "Cousin, how could they say that about us? Cousin, you must teach them a lesson!" Liu Zhi Yun had been embarrassed by the confrontation not to mention that there were friends watching. He did not expect to encounter such a difficult situation. Frowning, he helped Meng Xing up and said sternly, "Stop it! Feel ashamed? Go home and reflect. It's really bringing bad luck." "Cousin, they're the ones at fault!" Meng Xing wanted to argue, but Liu Zhi Yun firmly scolded her, "Think about it at home." Tears streaming down her face, Meng Xing ran out of the inn. Both she and Liu Zhi Yun lived in the General's Mansion. They had booked rooms here just to have fun with these friends. Embarrassed, Liu Zhi Yun returned to his table, picked up his wine made from spirit springs, and drank it all in one go, cursing, "Bad luck." His friends quickly comforted him: "Liu, don't take it to heart. They are just country bumpkins and don't know any better. You don't need to bother about them." "That's right. How many female cultivators in Jimo would like to be your partner? Don't let it get to you." "Come on, let's continue drinking." Song Wei Zhi led Song Zhi Xia back to their room. The commotion caused by Liu Zhi Yun and Meng Xing had made Song Zhi Xia forget about sharing a room with Song Wei Zhi. Now, Song Wei Zhi took her hand and led her into the room, making her feel strangely shy, and her heart raced inexplicably. She had no idea that Song Zhi Xia was feeling conflicted. She just went to the bed and saw that while it wasn't large, it was enough for two people. Cultivators didn't need to sleep as they could cultivate day and night, but Song Wei Zhi was used to sleeping at night when not cultivating. Turning around, she noticed that her little sister was still standing by the door, and waved her hand, "Xia Xia, what are you thinking? Come over and rest on the bed for a while." Hearing the words "rest on the bed," Song Zhi Xia felt nervous for no apparent reason. Her eyes darted around, and she sat at the table, saying, "I'm not tired. Sister, you should rest." She took a glass of spirit spring water from the table and drank it to cover her embarrassment. Song Wei Zhi smiled at her little sister's futile attempt to hide her feelings. Her little sister's shy manner was so cute. Thinking about how Liu Zhi Yun had looked at her little sister, Song Wei Zhi felt uncomfortable. Her little sister couldn't be stared at by others. If someone had to look at her, it should be herself. Song Zhi Xia glanced at Song Wei Zhi lying on the bed, her heart beating suddenly faster. Wanting to get some fresh air, she said, "Sister, you rest. I'll go out and take a walk with Wei Zhao." Still thinking about the commotion caused by Liu Zhi Yun and Meng Xing, Song Zhi Xia didn't even think about sharing a room with Song Wei Zhi. However, being led into the room by Song Wei Zhi now inexplicably made her feel shy and her heart raced. Looking at her little sister closing the door, Song Wei Zhi pursed her lips and muttered softly, "Going out for a stroll with Wei Zhao? Aren't you afraid I'll get jealous?" Then, Song Wei Zhi felt a little off. Why would she, as an aunt, feel jealous? She decided to lie down comfortably and wait for her little sister to return. Wei Zhao was surprised to see Song Zhi Xia at her door. She wasn't very familiar with Song Wei Zhi's partner. Why had she come to find her? Song Zhi Xia also felt a bit awkward. "Can you accompany me for a walk? Sister wants to rest for a while." So it was the master who needed to rest. She should go out and protect her master's partner. The two of them awkwardly started to stroll along the street. Fortunately, there was an array of interesting things to see on the street, and gradually, the awkwardness dissipated. Wei Zhao had enjoyed reading comics when she was in the city of Linhai. These were similar to novels that she liked to flip through when she was bored. Wei Zhao saw a large comic stall ahead and became interested, starting to select some comics. Song Zhi Xia, feeling bored, followed along and looked at a few, but she wasn't very interested in them. Seeing a few albums with two women on the covers hidden in a corner of the stall, Song Zhi Xia mischievously took one to have a look. Author's note: Guess what good thing Xia Xia found~ Thanks to the little angels who voted for me or gave me nutrients between 2021-05-15 16:22:02 to 2021-05-15 20:42:30~ Thanks to the little angels who gave nutrients: Mingyue 10 bottles~