Chapter 77 - Transmigrated as a Fake Daughter in Cultivation Novel

Chapter 77 In the blink of an eye, almost three months had passed in a hurry. On this day, Feng Yi Liu leaned on Yao Xin Tong's shoulder, her eyes filled with tears. Embracing the person in her arms as if embracing everything, Yao Xin Tong said, "Senior Sister, don't worry. Wherever you are reborn, I will find you first. This time, no one can keep us apart." Feng Yi Liu's spirits were not very high, but she still had a smile on her face. "These few months are worth more to me than my twenty years in the Sword Tomb. Xin Tong, don't cry. Even if I am reincarnated, I am still me. I will still like you when we meet, and nothing can separate us." The tears on Yao Xin Tong's face increased as she felt the person in her arms growing colder. Trembling, she reached to touch Feng Yi Liu's breath, only to feel a chill. Soon, the stone given to her by Song Wei Zhi began to heat up in her hand, and in her mind appeared the location where Feng Yi Liu would be reborn. Saying goodbye to everyone, she set out alone for the place of Feng Yi Liu's rebirth. Song Wei Zhi and Song Zhi Xia also prepared to return to their own cave dwellings. Before parting, Song Wei Zhi left a sound transmission stone for Wei Zhao so they could stay in touch. Wei Zhao and Zhou Qing Xue planned to practice cultivation while exploring the world outside the Southern Ming Continent. Twenty years ago, the Cold Mountain Sword Sect was already one of the four major sects. Yao Xin Tong, at the age of eighteen, was the apple of the sect leader's eye, the most favored person in the Cold Mountain Sword Sect. At twenty, Feng Yi Liu was recognized as a cultivation genius in the city of Ji Mo, and the foremost disciple of the Cold Mountain Sword Sect. Despite her lofty position, she was kind and always ready to help fellow disciples in need, making her the object of countless disciples' admiration. Not only was Feng Yi Liu only twenty years old, but she also had advanced cultivation and was adept at handling the sect's affairs, making her everyone's choice as the successor to the sect leader. Each day, Feng Yi Liu would practice her cultivation in the morning until midday, followed by handling the sect's various chores in the afternoon. For years, she had adhered to this routine without fail, until her exception for Yao Xin Tong. One day, Yao Xin Tong had been peeking outside the door for quite some time. Feng Yi Liu, with a slight smile on her lips, couldn't possibly be unaware of the meaning behind her actions. With half-opened red lips, Feng Yi Liu said gently, "Xin Tong? If you have something to say, come in. Why are you sneaking around outside?" "I didn't want to disturb Senior Sister. I still have some questions about the swordsmanship Senior Sister taught us a few days ago. Could Senior Sister teach me again?" Yao Xin Tong's eyes were bright and lively as she spoke, not forgetting to grab Feng Yi Liu's arm and act coquettishly. Good-naturedly, Feng Yi Liu put down her pen and said softly, "Fine, let's stop reading, and I'll teach you now." As the two walked into the courtyard, Yao Xin Tong tugged at Feng Yi Liu's clothing and coaxed, "Senior Sister, would you take me flying on a sword?" Reaching out, Feng Yi Liu lightly tapped Yao Xin Tong's brow and said with a smile, "Sure, hold on tight." With a smile on her face, Yao Xin Tong leaned against Feng Yi Liu and acted coy, "Senior Sister, could you teach me the swordsmanship step by step?" "All right, whatever you say." Feng Yi Liu coaxed softly. Feng Yi Liu then grabbed Yao Xin Tong's sword-hand and practiced the swordsmanship again, but the person in her arms was clearly not focused on the sword at all, only on herself. Feng Yi Liu was both amused and exasperated. "Did Junior Sister understand it this time?" Yao Xin Tong's eyes finally moved, and with a slightly red ear, she babbled, "Huh? Senior Sister taught too quickly just now. Xin Tong didn't learn. Senior Sister, why not teach me again?" Feng Yi Liu put away the sword and continued to hold Yao Xin Tong. "Okay, I'll teach you slowly this time." The redness by Yao Xin Tong's ear deepened, but before she could react, Feng Yi Liu's lips suddenly met hers. Caught off guard, Yao Xin Tong felt both surprised and joyful. She simply closed her eyes and let Feng Yi Liu kiss her. Fulfilling her earlier promise, Feng Yi Liu kissed Yao Xin Tong slowly and meticulously. But it wasn't about teaching swordsmanship this time. Her kiss was gentle, exploring and lingering on Yao Xin Tong's lips. After teasing her, she deepened the kiss until Yao Xin Tong's breathing became irregular, only then did Feng Yi Liu release her. "How was that? Was it slow enough for you to learn? Xin Tong, did you understand?" Feng Yi Liu asked, with a gentle smile, looking at the person in her arms. "No, no, I didn't. I wanted to learn swordsmanship, but Senior Sister took advantage of me." Yao Xin Tong said, but her grip around Feng Yi Liu's waist tightened. "Does Xin Tong not like how I taught you just now? Then I won't do it like that anymore." "I never said that. If Senior Sister treats Xin Tong like this, then you can't just smile at others in the future. Senior Sister can only belong to me." "Alright, I am all yours." Yao Xin Tong wiped her slightly red eyes, feeling that the person in front of her now resembled the person in her memories. After being reincarnated, Feng Yi Liu was now eighteen. For these years, Yao Xin Tong had quietly watched over Feng Yi Liu living in the current place. In this life, Feng Yi Liu had been born into a family of escorts, trained in martial arts from a young age. Even without spiritual roots and power, she still stood out in a crowd, and her parents adored her. For all these years, Yao Xin Tong had silently protected Feng Yi Liu. But recently, whenever there were other young people around Feng Yi Liu, Yao Xin Tong couldn't help feeling a twinge of jealousy. Her Senior Sister should be with her. Yao Xin Tong, looking disheveled, finally collapsed on their way back to the city. She was familiar with Feng Yi Liu and knew that she wouldn't simply ignore a woman in distress. Indeed, shortly after, the clattering sound of a carriage could be heard approaching. When the carriage came close, it stopped. The person to alight from the carriage was Feng Yi Liu in this life. She instructed her escorts to wait and hurried to Yao Xin Tong's side. Gently helping her up, she asked, "Miss, what's wrong? Is there anything I can help you with?" Yao Xin Tong's eyes were already red. Seeing the person she longed for not recognizing her was unbearable. Tears quickly welled up in her eyes, and she took a moment to calm down and speak normally. "My money was stolen by bandits. I barely escaped. I don’t know if you could give me a ride. I have no other options left." Her plea reached Feng Yi Liu's ears with a quivering voice. "Sure, we are heading back to Qin City right now, but it's getting dark. We need to stay at a nearby town for the night. If you don't mind, you can come with us," said Feng Yi Liu, feeling an inexplicable connection to someone she had just met, as if they had known each other for years. "I hope this isn't too forward, but I really don't have the strength to walk. Could you carry me up there?" With teary eyes and a dusty face, Yao Xin Tong leaned on Feng Yi Liu's shoulder, feeling embarrassed. Feng Yi Liu's ears turned red, and she said, "Of course, Nǚ. Lean around my neck." After lifting Yao Xin Tong, Feng Yi Liu glanced at the redness around Yao Xin Tong's ears and the smile on her own lips. It seemed that no matter how much time had passed, Yao Xin Tong was still her Junior Sister. Apart from Feng Yi Liu, there was also a young maidservant of fifteen or sixteen years old in the carriage, Feng Yi Liu's attendant. Seeing Feng Yi Liu carrying a dirty person back to the carriage, the maid's face turned sour. "Sǒu, why are you bringing someone back again, and to the carriage?" Feng Yi Liu's servant, despite being good in every other aspect, was overly kindhearted. "Sǒu, don't mind her words," Feng Yi Liu quickly intervened. "Lady, please excuse her. She's not very good with words. By the way, I haven't asked for your name," Feng Yi Liu said with a smile. With her body leaning against Feng Yi Liu's shoulder, Yao Xin Tong, feeling embarrassed, said, "I'm Yao Xin Tong. Lady, I'm completely out of strength. Could you let me lean somewhere?" "Of course, Yao Miss. My name is Feng Yi Liu. You can lean on me for a while. We still have some way to go to the town," Feng Yi Liu said with a smile. "Okay, thank you, Feng Miss." Yao Xin Tong closed her eyes and rested. Observing the person nestled against her, Feng Yi Liu couldn't help but smile involuntarily. She felt strangely close to Yao Xin Tong and enjoyed having her close. On the sidelines, the young maidservant stared at Yao Xin Tong with a pout. After about an hour, the sky had darkened completely when Feng Yi Liu's entourage finally arrived at an inn in a small town. Feng Yi Liu watched as Yao Xin Tong, with sleepy eyes, slowly woke up in her embrace. "Yao Miss, we've arrived. Can you walk?" Yao Xin Tong did not get up, her voice slightly hoarse as she said, "My legs are still weak. Feng Miss, could you carry me? I'm a little scared to be alone. Could I sleep in the same room as you?" At this moment, an abrupt voice rang out: "You wish! You want to sleep with our young lady?" "Xiao Lv, don't speak nonsense. Yao Miss, of course you can. Tonight, we'll share a room. Hold me tight, and I'll carry you down," Feng Yi Liu said, lifting Yao Xin Tong in her arms, her eyes filled with joy. Xiao Lv's eyes almost popped out. She always felt that this Yao Xin Tong was a sly fox spirit. Whenever the young lady met her, it seemed like her soul was being lured away! Author's note: Thank you to the little angels who voted for me or provided nutrition during the period from 2021-06-28 17:31:23 to 2021-06-29 20:29:58. Thanks to the little angel who triggered the landmine: Gu Gu Gu Gu Gu 1 vote; Thanks to the little angels who provided nutrition: Gongben 73 bottles; Yu Qing Tang was eaten by my buns 10 bottles; Ming Huang Yu 5 bottles.