Chapter 19 – When a Fanfic Protagonist Transmigrated into the Original Novel

Chapter 18 – She’s secretly in love with me

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This chapter is by Springlila for BC Novels.

Zhangsun Zijun didn’t say anything after winning the competition, instead nodding towards Yue Xiaorou to make amends. Yue Xiaorou frowned a little. She had already been defeated. Although the battle was unexpected, she was indifferent. If she lost, she lost. It made no difference to her. She took Zhangsun Zijun Jun’s sword and threw it back.

Zhangsun Zijun took the sword and stepped down.

Yi Xichen was taken aback and reached out to touch Zhangsun Zijun’s scorched explosive head¹. Zhangsun Zijun was so powerful that even he was taken aback. He couldn’t attack a woman, but the sword competition was never about fighting to the death. As long as the opponent was thrown off the field, it was considered a win. He used the flying sword to send Yue Xiaorou away, which was simple and crude, but very effective. Yue Xiaorou was extremely powerful, but he simply didn’t have the time to play. If the venue was bigger, she could break the stiffness before leaving the field, and Zhangsun Zijun would be in big trouble.

This was the first time something like this had ever happened. The sword competition this year was truly eye-opening.

Yi Xichen squeezed a piece of water spirit stone and used Taoist healing techniques. Zhangsun Zijun’s explosive head calmed down, and his long black hair was gradually restored. Yi Xichen asked: “Why don’t you avoid the Thunder Light Sword?”

Zhangsun Zijun said lightly: “I just want to confirm the truth.”

Yi Xichen was taken aback. He had a general understanding of Zhangsun Zijun’s symptoms after being caught in the magic barrier. But he couldn’t understand Zhangsun Zijun’s mood right now. How can true and false deceptions be used to solve problems? He was a little worried for a while.

He turned around and saw Yue Xiaorou passing right in front of them.

Yue Xiaorou looks beautiful, not gentle, but heroic. It was only because of her coldness that she seemed unapproachable. Yi Xichen considered what Zhangsun Zijun had said as he looked at the handsome little younger martial sister. Suddenly, strange feelings arose in his heart.

“You think she has a crush on you. Then you,” Yi Xichen asked, “Do you have a crush on her?”

“No.” Zhangsun Zijun said concisely.

He didn’t use the tone of “hum, I don’t have a crush on her, hum”. This sentence seems to be true. Yi Xichen touched the back of his neck and suddenly felt a little awkward after he asked such a question.

Zhangsun Zijun glanced at Yi Xichen who was distracted and sighed silently in his heart. Even if he knew it was a delusion, in his heart, the two of them were a couple and Yi Xichen had been pregnant with eight or nine children. It would be enough to fill a shack if they were born. What else could he think when everything was like this? Alas! How worrying!

Since there were few equal opponents in today’s duel, the ten rounds of the competition were completed before dark. The disciples returned to Shennong Hall to draw lots to determine the opponent for the next round of competition.

When the wooden kite flew up, the strongest were unconcerned, while the weakest were on tenterhooks. The more you won, the more difficult it was to lose. In the following round, the wooden kite will randomly match the ten winners and ten losers. Later on, the opponent was determined based on the previous winning percentage and the strength of the previous opponent, and the element of luck became less and less important. Because not every two disciples will play against each other, random matches were crucial in the first two games. If you can cause your opponents who are stronger than you to be defeated by the stronger ones first, and then you can play against the weak ones first, your final ranking is likely to be higher than your own strength. For example, Yue Xiaorou should have been a strong candidate to win the championship, but after losing to Zhangsun Zijun today, she probably won’t even be ranked in the top three.

The wooden kite flew to Yi Xichen and then led him to the end of Sword Cultivation Hall’s martial arts. Yi Xichen sighed with relief. Of course, Wu Mao was not a weakling and was the second disciple of the Sword Cultivation Hall, but there were no weak ones who won today. This was an excellent result for him when compared to the disciples who drew Sword Refining Hall and Sword Guardian Hall.

Zhangsun Zijun was drawn to Gongsun Di. Gongsun Di’s face was very unpleasant. As the first of the Sword Guardian Hall, he was a phoenix among men, even if not the pride of the heavens. He also defeated Jin Cheng of the Sword Refining Hall today, which is a great honor for the Sword Guardian Hall. He should have been relieved to have drawn a disciple from the Medicine Hall, but his opponent was Zhangsun Zijun, who had just sent Yue Xiaorou out in an instant today, and he had little chance of winning. If he lost in the second game, he will struggle to break into the top five this year.

However, the unluckiest person was Wang Qingqiao. He drew Lu Zijao in his first match, but he had nothing to say even if he lost. As the loser, it should have been his turn to show off his fists to reverse, but he drew Yue Xiaorou! Yue Xiaorou was the second best in Sword Refining Hall, so her defeat the day before was a huge shock. She has been classified as a loser, and as a result, Wang Qingqiao hit the jackpot. Furthermore, Wang Qingqiao had one more match than everyone else, and losing to Yue Xiaorou was equivalent to him losing three consecutive matches. He was about to become the first disciple in a hundred years to be pushed out of the top ten of the Sword Refining Hall.

Xiao Kui drew Bian Liang of the Sword Guarding Hall. He was ranked fourth in the Sword Refining Hall, while Bian Liang was ranked second in the Sword Guardian Hall. Xiao Kui should be slightly better in terms of cultivation alone, but only slightly. Tomorrow, he’ll face what I’m sure will be a tough battle.

The disciples returned to prepare for the battle after determining the order of the competition.

Today, Yi Xichen and Zhangsun Zijun both won, but Yao Budu didn’t even show up to watch the battle, so the first thing they had to do was go to the master and ask for credit. Yi Xichen also needed to visit Yao Budu to see if there were any new immortal materials that could be used tomorrow.

However, on the way, they met Qiu Jian, the Elder of the Sword Refining Hall.

“Elder Qiu.”

Zhangsun Zijun and Yi Xichen saluted him.

Qiu Jian’s gaze was complicated as he looked at Zhangsun Zijun. He had presided over the match of Zhangsun Zijun today, and he had expected to see an evenly matched fierce battle, but he did not expect that Zhangsun Zijun would send Yue Xiaorou out of the field with a single blow. He was deeply disappointed. He was disappointed not because his beloved pupil had lost the match, but because he had not seen Zhangsun Zijun use his full strength. How exceptional was this Heavenly Spirit Root youngster? There was a time when Zhangsun Zijun addressed him as Master rather than Elder Qiu.

“Zijun.” Elder Qiu said, “You come with me, I have something to tell you.”

It was, after all, the elder. Despite the fact that Zhangsun Zijun had no sentiments for him, Zhangsun Zijun had to give an elder face, so Zhangsun Zijun left with him.

After Zhangsun Zijun left, Yi Xichen went to find Yao Budu by himself.

When he arrived at the medicine house, however, Yao Budu was not there. He went through the changing spell gate again and entered the medicine field.

Yao Budu rarely went out on weekdays, thus, he was either refining medicine in the medicine room or picking medicine in the medicine field. His medicine field was built up over time by a succession of Medicine Hall elders. It was very vast. From the south to the north, there were various climates such as cloudy, sunny, rainy, and snowy weather in spring, summer, autumn, and winter. There were also mulberry fields, streams, mountains, rivers, and a dessert. If you come across any spiritual pills or immortal herbs outside the Heavenly Sword Sect, you can bring them back to the medicine field to plant.

Yi Xichen flew over the medicinal field with his sword, but he couldn’t find Yao Budu or any interesting immortal herbs, so he landed on the edge of the transparent spring. He can see the scene outside the medicine field from the transparent spring, where he had been foolishly kneeling for seven days and seven nights, foolishly looking at Zhangsun Zijun, who was standing foolishly outside.

Remembering the past, Yi Xichen sat down cross-legged by the stream and muttered, “Where did Master go? What did Qiu Jian ask Zijun to do?”

At this time, he saw through the transparent spring. Yao Budu ran back in a panic.

Two flowers bloom, one for each.

Zhangsun Zijun was so uncomfortable with him that he couldn’t help but ask, “What does Elder Qiu want from me?”

Zhangsun Zijun has long been uncomfortable to see him, could not resist: “? Qiu elders find me anything,”

Qiu Jian patted his shoulder with emotion: “You’ve grown so big in a flash.”

A cultivator no longer has to worry about growing old, getting sick, or dying after reaching the Golden Elixir. They will not perish unless they are killed or fail to pass the heavenly tribulation. Following the Golden Elixir, cultivation growth becomes extremely slow, with many cultivators still making no progress after a hundred years, and then the heavenly tribulation will arrive, at which point it was also time to die. But, regardless, there were still hundreds of years before the heavenly tribulation. There are only a few options for how to spend these hundreds of years for these people.

Continue to practice alone, but the cultivation base will grow slowly and inevitably become extremely boring over time; or recklessly enjoy, no longer extravagantly seeking to cross the catastrophe and become immortal, and enjoy this century to the fullest; or accept disciples to preach.

Those who loved to take cultivators as disciples were those who would succeed elders in the sect or even start their own sects. However, some people accept apprenticeships to strengthen their prestige, others accept apprenticeships to find someone to serve them, and still others accept apprenticeships simply to relieve loneliness. Of course, some people are eager for talent, and Qiu Jian was one of the latter.

Qiu Jian looked at the white-washed disciple’s clothes on Zhangsun Zijun, and then looked at the tattered copper sword around his waist, and said sadly: “These years, you have suffered in the Medicine Hall.”

Zhangsun Zijun said impatiently: “No.”

“Is Elder Yao treating you well?”

“Very well.” Zhangsun Zijun said coldly, “Elder Qiu, I will not assist you in delivering your love letter. If there is no other business, I will leave first.”

—The fan writer/author will not be so heartless as to use the elderly as cannon fodder, but she still writes about love between the elderly!

Qiu Jian: “???”

What’s the matter, was this popular among young people nowadays, and was it necessary to send a love letter to accept an apprentice?!

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Reika’s Notes:

Happy Holidays, everyone! I’m really looking forward to having a bit of a vacation this year.
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