Villainous Undercover (3)
Sure enough, she is a big villain, and she probably noticed that I mind the word ‘small,’ so she deliberately teases me this way.
Song Xuyi was almost driven to death by anger!
However, she came in at this moment to stare at Fu Xiyu, and when people are under a roof, they have to bow their heads, so she once again chose to endure humiliation and bear the burden, fiercely glaring at that villain.
Unfortunately, at this moment, Song Xuyi, in her small bundle form, had no deterrent power when glaring at people. Her cheeks puffed up, appearing extremely cute. Fu Xiyu, seeing Song Xuyi like this, found the smile in her eyes deepened even more.
Song Xuyi was originally thinking of words to scold the villain in her mind, but when she saw the smile in the villain’s eyes, Song Xuyi was involuntarily stunned for a moment—
Song Xuyi was unable to describe this kind of feeling:
At first glance, the villain is still that person, and because of the huge scar on her face, generally, small children who see her appearance are very likely to be scared to tears.
But because of that trace of a smile in her eyes, her whole being suddenly appeared extremely vivid, like an ink painting suddenly colored, or like a flower beginning to bloom from a bud… revealing bright, fresh vibrancy from deep within.
Looking at Fu Xiyu this way, Song Xuyi unexpectedly thought of the word ‘pretty.’
If it weren’t for that scar, how pretty a person she would be!
With such regret in her heart, Song Xuyi’s tender white little face was kneaded a few times by the villain. By the time Song Xuyi returned to her senses and glared over, the villain had already returned to a calm, undisturbed appearance.
It must be that anger clouded her head; otherwise, how could she suddenly find this wicked little villain pretty?
Song Xuyi bit her back molars and immediately decided: in the future, if she bullies me again, I will scold her as a ‘little villain’ in my heart!
Fu Xiyu, who was given the nickname ‘little villain’ by Song Xuyi, did not hurry to walk inside again. Her brow slightly wrinkled, her gaze swept over Song Xuyi’s small short legs. Her eyes flashed as if she thought of something, and suddenly she took out a radiant jade pendant from her bosom.
That jade pendant was of extremely good quality, crystal clear, and at first glance, clearly valuable.
Facing Song Xuyi’s puzzled and confused eyes, Fu Xiyu flew upwards, cut a branch from a nearby tree with her sword, then ‘swish,’ trimmed the leaves off to make a stick of not too long or too short length, hung the jade pendant on it, placed it on her back, and turned her head to look deeply at Song Xuyi with one glance—
“You come chase me then!”
“If you catch up to me and touch this jade pendant, I’ll give it to you!”
?!
Looking at the appearance of the jade pendant on Fu Xiyu’s back, Song Xuyi inexplicably thought of a donkey in a mill pulling a grindstone with a carrot hanging in front…
However, shameful as it is: Song Xuyi was really tempted!
The Song Family Fortress had declined. Even though Sect Leader Chen of the Tianmen Sect intended to raise the two siblings, the Tianmen Sect is also a small sect. Nan County is a prosperous area, and living here is very expensive. Neither Song Xu nor Song Xuyi could, in good conscience, accept Sect Leader Chen’s support.
If this jade pendant were sold, it would certainly fetch quite a bit of money!
If someone else did this, Song Xuyi would not be tempted, after all, this gift is too valuable. But since the person doing this is Fu Xiyu, Song Xuyi does not feel at all that this is ill-gotten wealth: after all, the little villain in front comes from the Demon Sect, which plundered the Song Family Fortress and led to the plight of Song Xu and the original owner. Receiving her things is considered taking back what originally belonged to the original owner.
Thinking this way, even though knowing Fu Xiyu wants to dangle her along, Song Xuyi still made an effort to move her small short legs, chasing after Fu Xiyu—
Fu Xiyu’s steps were slightly smaller than before, making it not too difficult for Song Xuyi to chase. And as Song Xuyi expected, every time she felt she was about to reach the jade pendant, the little villain would wickedly quicken her pace a bit, forcing Song Xuyi to grit her teeth and chase directly…
No problem!
Song Xuyi, while running and panting heavily, comforted herself: now cooperate with her running, and when I persist to the end, according to the story’s rules, she will eventually throw the jade pendant to me!
And indeed, just as Song Xuyi expected, when Song Xuyi forcefully held her breath and followed behind Fu Xiyu, running through the many pavilions and towers inside the Taiji Sect, reaching the residence, Fu Xiyu stopped.
——Song Xuyi, not caring to survey the living environment, pounced forward and hit Fu Xiyu’s back, yet also touched the jade pendant.
This time she should fulfill her promise, right?
Song Xuyi, rubbing her painfully bumped nose, lifted her head while panting heavily, her eyes carrying a bit of pride, looking at Fu Xiyu in front of her.
“You touched the jade pendant.”
Fu Xiyu turned her head, looked at Song Xuyi’s flushed cheeks, nodded affirmatively, took off the jade pendant, and handed it to Song Xuyi, then conveniently pinched Song Xuyi’s face once—
Looking at the jade pendant so close, even though she extremely rejected having her face pinched, Song Xuyi still strongly endured it.
Fu Xiyu thoughtfully glanced at Song Xuyi, a trace of a smile once again passed through her eyes, and finally, as Song Xuyi hoped, she lowered her head and placed the jade pendant into Song Xuyi’s bosom.
Even though the little villain is wicked, she still keeps her word, such an expensive jade pendant, said to give, then she gives…
Thinking this way, even though their positions are different, looking at the jade pendant in her bosom, Song Xuyi still curved her eyes towards Fu Xiyu: “Thank you, senior sister.”
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“No need to thank me.”
Fu Xiyu took a step forward and turned her head to look at Song Xuyi.
Her face still held that indifferent appearance, but beneath her eyes was a bright smile: “This jade pendant is something the sect leader asked me to bring to you. Every disciple of the sect leader has one piece; it is your identity symbol within the sect. Xiao Xuyi must take good care of it!”
Identity symbol?!
Song Xuyi was completely taken aback, only then discovering that the corner of the jade pendant was engraved with the three words Taiji Sect…
So this jade pendant originally was her own?!
Discovering she was once again tricked by Fu Xiyu, and thinking about the desperate running all the way, Song Xuyi only wanted to bite this hateful little villain to death!
However, the little villain once again restored her calm and unruffled appearance, as if she hadn’t wickedly teased Song Xuyi just now. She even lifted Song Xuyi’s big bundle, stepped back, and opened the door: “You ran all the way here and sweated too much, your body is somewhat smelly. First, bathe and change into Taiji Sect’s clothes, later I’ll take you to meet the sect leader——”
Saying this, she pointed to a room beside them: “This is your room, I’ll help you put things inside. The sect leader has now only accepted you and me as two female disciples, this courtyard is only for us to live in, you can come to find me if you have any matters.”
Song Xuyi was almost brought to tears by Fu Xiyu’s attitude!
Who is the reason she can run so fast? Yet this damn villain still has the face to dislike her smell?!
“System, when I grow up later and learn advanced martial arts, my first task is to use a sack to beat this little villain up!” In her heart, she extremely wanted to teach Fu Xiyu a lesson, but at this stage, Song Xuyi simply didn’t dare to offend this little villain, so she could only speak angrily to the system in her mind.
“That is of course!” The system had never seen Song Xuyi so disgusted with the villain, and seeing this, it was extremely happy, quickly agreeing: “Rest assured, I will set an alarm clock every five years to definitely remind you on time!”
Song Xuyi just wanted to satisfy her craving, but unexpectedly the system seemed to take it seriously. Listening to the system’s words, she was afraid of setting a flag, and didn’t dare to speak again, so she angrily entered the bathhouse.
Taiji Sect is truly worthy of being the world’s number one sect, extremely wealthy. This courtyard looks not big, but inside the bathhouse, there are two hot spring pools built with marble. Song Xuyi glanced at the smaller pool and saw a set of disciple’s clothes and bathing soap already placed beside it, and later she remembered what Song Xu had told her: Taiji Sect has a sect tradition where every disciple needs to bathe and change clothes when entering the sect.
Clearly, it is a sect tradition, but the little villain precisely has the ability to make all regular things infuriating. If Song Xuyi truly were a six-year-old little girl, she would probably be angered to tears by her.
Thinking about the little villain’s behavior along the way, the more Song Xuyi thought, the more her teeth itched with frustration. But knowing she still needed to see the sect leader later, Song Xuyi didn’t dare to delay, and soon got up, changed clothes, and left the bathhouse.
The courtyard was empty, with no one in sight, and she didn’t know where the little villain had gone. After the system hinted that no one was peeping around, Song Xuyi opened her bundle.
Unexpectedly, when she set out, Song Xuyi had placed a few strands of hair in a special position in her bundle, but apparently no one had moved her bundle, and those strands of hair had not fallen.
Song Xuyi pursed her lips slightly, then closed the bundle again, and immediately, Fu Xiyu’s cold voice came from outside: “Done?”
“Almost done!” Song Xuyi hurriedly replied, quickly wiping her hair with a towel, thinking that she couldn’t be disheveled when meeting the sect leader later. Song Xuyi resolutely coiled up her wet hair and tied two buns, then hung the jade pendant on her waist belt, afterwards pushing open the door.
Fu Xiyu was waiting at the doorway, opening a fragrance sachet and seemingly looking at something. Seeing Song Xuyi come out, Fu Xiyu closed the fragrance sachet, took two steps forward, but suddenly stopped, turning her body and looking down at Song Xuyi with an unfathomable gaze.
What did she want to do again?
Song Xuyi frowned, her face full of vigilance as she stared at her.
Sure enough, Fu Xiyu directly extended her hand and touched Song Xuyi’s well-tied bun…
“Senior sister, I spent half a day just to tie my hair well!” Song Xuyi, realizing Fu Xiyu’s intention, dodged and loudly spoke.
However, Song Xuyi’s protest was of no use, and her little strength simply couldn’t break free from Fu Xiyu. Fu Xiyu finally and still coldly and ruthlessly untied her bun.
“Too much!” Song Xuyi, with her hair down, head lowered, walked in the cold wind, silently following behind Fu Xiyu, almost brought to tears by this little villain: “System! I’m serious, when I have the strength, one day I definitely want to fiercely beat this brat!”
“I remember!” The system’s voice sounded extremely serious, yet Song Xuyi always felt it was suppressing joyful laughter: “I will set an alarm clock for you every year! Go for it, Xuyi, you definitely can do it, I look forward to that day!”
Fu Xiyu walked silently in front, and Song Xuyi, holding her breath in her heart, also did not speak the whole way. The two of them walked inward, and soon they arrived at the entrance of a great hall.
The great hall’s big doors were tightly closed. Song Xuyi, with her head down while walking, suddenly bumped into Fu Xiyu’s back again.
Fu Xiyu turned around and once again looked at Song Xuyi with that kind of faint gaze.
Song Xuyi’s scalp tingled, but thinking that her hair had already been scattered by Fu Xiyu, and being a lone wolf herself, she wasn’t afraid of any more trouble from Fu Xiyu, so she bravely stared back at her.
Fu Xiyu glanced at Song Xuyi and once again extended her hand expressionlessly.
It wasn’t until Fu Xiyu fussed with Song Xuyi’s hair for quite a while that Song Xuyi later realized: Fu Xiyu was arranging a bun for her!
Did her conscience awaken?
Song Xuyi raised her head to look at Fu Xiyu: Fu Xiyu was tightly pursing her lips, her fingers flying over her head, looking extremely serious.
“System,” Song Xuyi thought that before, Fu Xiyu had untied her hair perhaps because she was worried that tying up wet hair would cause a headache in the wind. She couldn’t help but contact the system again: “Fu Xiyu untied my hair for a reason, so how about, after I succeed in learning, I just give Fu Xiyu this brat a beating once?”
“No way,” Song Xuyi didn’t expect the system to become emotional: “Xuyi, you cannot go back on your word. You said beat twice, so even one time cannot be less…”
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Song Xuyi was just about to refute and tell the system not to take it too seriously, that when she grows up, she might not be able to defeat her. After all, in the original plot outline, Fu Xiyu is the Seeking Valley Master who can pierce the heart of the Taiji Sect leader Lu Dun with one sword. Even though Lu Dun might not have been on guard, being able to successfully ambush the world’s number one martial artist Lu Dun indirectly shows that Fu Xiyu’s own martial arts are also extremely outstanding… however, before Song Xuyi had the chance to speak, the tightly closed hall door opened from the inside, and a group of people emerged.
“Let’s go!”
Fu Xiyu’s eyes flashed slightly, quickly flicked Song Xuyi’s hair, put down her hand, and led Song Xuyi inward.
Song Xuyi immediately straightened her back, not caring about her hair, took a deep breath, and followed behind Fu Xiyu into the hall.
Inside the great hall, there were several young men standing respectfully with bowed heads beside the main seat. A man sat on the main seat, with a face that was extremely good-looking, his exquisite and flawless features revealing almost no age.
Walking all the way, Song Xuyi saw many people with outstanding appearances in Taiji Sect. The several young men standing beside also had extremely outstanding appearances, but the man was obviously the best-looking among them.
It was already early winter, yet the man wore very thin clothes and was slowly shaking a fan in his hand. Seeing Fu Xiyu come in, the man put away the fan, and his gaze fell on Song Xuyi behind Fu Xiyu, his eyes slightly curved with a clear smile line at the corner.
“Master.” Fu Xiyu respectfully bowed her head.
Is this Lu Dun, who was known as the ‘Jade-faced Scholar’ when he was young?
This person is now nearing forty years old, and Song Xuyi didn’t expect him to look so young!
However, seeing Lu Dun’s appearance, Song Xuyi somewhat understood why Lu Dun would have such a legendary life.
When Lu Dun was young, he was just a young swordsman from a small sect. By chance, he met Mo Wen, the only son of the former Taiji Sect leader. The two became sworn brothers of different surnames and ventured into the Jianghu together, forming the famous ‘Nan County Duoi Heroes’: Mo Wen was renowned worldwide for his superb martial arts, while Lu Dun was famous for his handsome appearance.
Probably because Lu Dun’s great fame was too much, he attracted the covetous attention of Yu Rudie, the number one enchantress of the then Demon Sect. Relying on her superior skills, Yu Rudie captured Lu Dun into the Demon Sect.
Few Righteous Alliance people who entered the Demon Sect could come out alive. At that time, everyone in the Jianghu thought Lu Dun was dead, and even his parents set up a memorial tablet for him. Yet, unexpectedly, years later, Mo Wen risked his life to rescue Lu Dun from the Demon Cave, allowing Lu Dun to join the Taiji Sect.
Lu Dun had a fortunate encounter in the Demon Cave, and his originally mediocre martial arts suddenly advanced by leaps and bounds. After rescuing Lu Dun, perhaps due to the severe injuries he suffered when entering the Demon Sect, Mo Wen died a few years later due to meridian failure.
Lu Dun was extremely sorrowful, and he replaced Mo Wen in serving the gravely ill former Taiji Sect leader. The former leader appreciated his filial piety and left a note to pass the sect leader position to Lu Dun.
Of course, Taiji Sect had been established for a hundred years, and this sudden outsider suddenly inheriting the sect leader position naturally led to some dissatisfaction. However, Lu Dun, with his strong power, suppressed all dissenting voices. In recent years, no one dares to challenge Lu Dun.
Song Xuyi was astonished by Lu Dun’s appearance, but her shoe was suddenly stepped on by Fu Xiyu standing in front.
Song Xuyi snapped back to reality, seeing Lu Dun smiling at her, she quickly lowered her head and spoke: “Disciple Song Xuyi, pays respects to Master!”
“Alright, alright, no need for more courtesy!” Lu Dun, looking at Song Xuyi’s appearance, had a more pronounced smile line at the corner of his eye for a moment: “I heard from Xiyu that a new talented disciple has joined, yet I didn’t expect you to be this small.” Saying this, Lu Dun turned his head to look at Fu Xiyu: “Xiyu, having spent this half day together, what do you think of Xuyi?”
Lu Dun was born handsome, and his voice sounded gentle, obviously a kind person.
The male disciples standing beside, even though standing, had relatively lax postures and were not tense. However, Fu Xiyu, probably because she was an undercover agent from the Demon Sect, always kept her head lowered and was extremely respectful in her posture.
“Not much,” Fu Xiyu tugged at the corner of her mouth, thought for a moment, then replied: “Dull, also somewhat dumb!”
As soon as Fu Xiyu’s words fell, a male disciple beside her snickered with laughter, and Lu Dun also seemingly as a punishment took back his fan and knocked once on Fu Xiyu’s head: “How can you speak of your junior sister like this?”
“Xuyi ah! Don’t listen to your senior sister’s nonsense,” said Lu Dun, turning to look at Song Xuyi, who was red-faced and glaring at Fu Xiyu, and spoke in a gentle voice: “Your senior sister is just joking. In her heart, she is actually fond of you, otherwise, she would have thrown you off long ago. You must not take her joke seriously.”
“Men and women are different, and you are also young. Later, you will follow your senior sister Xiyu, and when you reach the age, I will come to teach you. Your senior sister Xiyu will naturally take good care of you. If you suffer grievances with her, then come find your master to support you—”
Song Xuyi, having lived so many years, was described as dumb for the first time and was almost angered to tears: she felt Fu Xiyu was really not joking, this little villain truly thought she was dumb, and all the way tried every method to torment her to make her know the difficulty and retreat. If it were any other six-year-old child, they would have long been unable to endure it. It was thanks to her own resilient mental strength that she hadn’t been driven to a breakdown.
Now being under the eaves, one naturally has to bow their head, moreover, Song Xuyi also has the task of watching the villain to prevent her from causing trouble. Even though she hated the little villain to the point of teeth itching, Song Xuyi still gritted her teeth and spoke: “Thank you, Master.”
“Once entered Taiji Sect, all are one family, no need to be polite!” Lu Dun waved his hand, and again smiled looking at Fu Xiyu: “You take the junior sister back first, the junior sister is still young, you teach her slowly, start by teaching her to tidy her appearance, later I will come to ask you about Xuyi’s matters. Today, I will first test your junior brothers’ martial arts.”
Fu Xiyu nodded, said, “Disciple takes leave,” then led Song Xuyi out.
Song Xuyi, minding Lu Dun’s words about ‘teaching her appearance,’ absent-mindedly followed Fu Xiyu out of the hall door, wholeheartedly pondering where her clothes might be inappropriate, searched around and found no fault. When she walked to the poolside, Song Xuyi felt something, glanced at her reflection in the pool—
After seeing her own hair all crooked and tilted in a funny manner in the pool, Song Xuyi felt a pang in her heart. For a moment, she even didn’t want to mind the task and wanted to run back to cling to Lu Dun’s side to avoid closely contacting this hateful little villain…
The contrast really is too vivid: Lu Dun is so good! When teaching disciples, he is patient and meticulous, unlike this annoying little villain who only knows how to torment me…
But Song Xuyi is an adult.
Adults must always learn to endure humiliation and bear burdens.
Song Xuyi took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, and told the system: “After I learn martial arts, I will definitely beat Fu Xiyu three times!” Then she still pursed her lips, followed behind Fu Xiyu, and angrily puffed up, followed her back to the courtyard.
As soon as she returned to the room, Song Xuyi closed the door and took apart her messy hair.
Thinking of the two hair ties still in her bundle, Song Xuyi spread open the bundle again, and immediately her gaze froze—
Her bundle had been rummaged through: the strand of hair she had specially placed was missing!
Fu Xiyu was with her the whole time, so naturally, someone else had rummaged through her bundle.
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Sure enough, there is more than one Demon Sect spy in Taiji Sect…
Fortunately, the spy did not discover anything unusual, and the hairpin with the hidden spare map was not taken away by them.
Who could the other spy be?
Song Xuyi was just thinking of discussing with the system when two short knocks came from the door, and Fu Xiyu’s icy voice sounded outside—
“Come out!”
What trouble does she want to make again?
Song Xuyi did not want to go out.
However, thinking of her plan to endure humiliation and bear burdens, Song Xuyi finally, though unwillingly, opened the door.
Fu Xiyu, holding a sachet in her hand, saw Song Xuyi, who still looked somewhat dejected after pushing the door open, and lightly snorted: “Still sulking?”
Song Xuyi did not speak, lowering her eyes, not wanting to pay attention to her.
The young girl’s eyes dimmed, and she once again pinched Song Xuyi’s cheek. It wasn’t until Song Xuyi couldn’t help but raise her eyes to angrily glare at her that Fu Xiyu loosened her hand and threw the sachet into Song Xuyi’s arms—
“Look, my monthly allowance is all here!” In the young girl’s eyes, once again rippled a faint smile she herself didn’t even realize.
“Petty and love sulking greedy ghost, little—Xuyi!”
LP: Re-translated on October 02, 2024