Transmigration: Experiencing Life's End - Dying Peacefully in One's Sleep

Chapter 705 Journey to the Mountains and Seas 13

Therefore, Liu Suifeng chose to take direct action, flipping his folding fan and sweeping it towards Wen Piaoran with a surge of internal force.

Wen Piaoran happened to be standing by the bed. If she jumped onto the bed, she would step on Xiao Qiushui's leg, so she had to tiptoe and lift herself into the air.

This person was probably really looking to vent his anger. He kept waving his fan, and the tables and chairs were shattered by his internal force, including the only bed.

Wen Piaoran waved his sleeve, using his inner force to sweep away the flying broken pieces of wood. Seeing that some were still heading towards Xiao Qiushui, who was sitting on the ground, he went over to help.

Otherwise, given his current physical condition, even a slight touch from internal force would cause him to vomit blood, making it even more troublesome for her to travel with someone already injured.

She had just pushed the person away when a burst of energy grazed her face, shattering her mask in two and causing it to fall to the ground.

With a click—

Liu Suifeng's attack stopped, and he and Xiao Qiushui both looked at Wen Piaoran's face.

Her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, her beauty was like jade carving, and her temperament was ethereal and otherworldly.

Seeing the two staring at her, Wen Piaoran raised her hand and touched her face: "What are you looking at, Liu Suifeng? If you make another move, I won't be polite."

Xiao Qiushui withdrew his gaze. He had simply not expected the sect leader of Qingyun Sect to be so handsome; it was just a matter of appreciation.

Liu Suifeng's eyes showed surprise, not because he was attracted by her beauty, but because...

His hand touched the medicine bottle inside his sleeve, and the face he had seen more than ten years ago flashed through his mind, overlapping with Wen Piaoran's face.

Although so much time has passed, this face has only lost some of its youthful innocence, becoming a fully grown-up appearance.

Xiao Qi clapped in the space: "Host, you have great acting skills. You deliberately didn't dodge and let someone knock off your mask, and you even pretended it was an accident."

Wen Piaoran secretly raised an eyebrow: "Xiao Qi, if you see through things but don't say anything, you're still quite cute."

She just felt that every time she met Liu Suifeng, it was like fighting; he wasn't tired, but she was.

If he remembers that I saved him, he won't act rashly.

"Okay, I won't say anything, I'll be quiet." Xiao Qi made a shushing gesture.

"Liu Suifeng, come out here." A harsh voice came from outside.

Liu Suifeng snapped out of his thoughts and glanced at the door.

He glanced at Wen Piaoran one last time, his eyes no longer tense as before, but filled with a complex emotion.

Finally, he said nothing more, not only because he knew he couldn't win by fighting, but also because he didn't want to fight anymore, so he simply turned around and left.

As Liu Suifeng walked along the veranda outside, he was still thinking to himself that he couldn't believe Xiao Qiushui could always have her protected and never be alone.

Does she really enjoy saving people that much? She gave me the medicine but didn't care much about it, so why does she always personally save Xiao Qiushui?

"He just left like that?" Xiao Qiushui was still somewhat surprised.

Wen Piaoran laughed at him: "What? You're not happy that he left? Do you want him to tie you up and beat you up?"

"Grandma, stop talking nonsense. Let's hurry up and leave while he's gone. Help me up."

"You owe me a huge favor this time. Who do you think I am, to have gone to so much trouble for you? You'll have to give me a lot more money later."

"You, a grand sect leader, are you short of that little bit of money?"

Wen Piaoran took out another mask and put it on, then smashed the window of the wooden house with a palm strike, and used his light-footed skill to carry the person away: "Who would complain about having too much money?"

This world costs a lot of money, and the Qingyun Sect has many members, so they have to spend a lot of money every day.

Even though she's rich, she still deserves what she's entitled to.

Xiao Qiushui nodded: "I'll get you the money when we get back. Are my parents alright?"

"It's alright, no one can find them."

"Thank you so much. If there's anything I can help you with in the future, please don't hesitate to ask me for help, as long as it's within my ability."

"Okay," Wen Piaoran replied perfunctorily.

He'll have a lot of trouble ahead of him. He should sort things out before trying to help her.

The reason I came to rescue him was after his parents had been settled, and they asked for my help.

Although the Huanhua Sword Sect is currently in a critical situation, it was still a sect with some strength before.

She helped them, and although she was mostly there to watch the show, it was the best thing that they were so sensible as to offer her a reward.

When Qingyun Sect was built, Wen Piaoran spent a lot of money out of his own pocket, so he has to make up for it double.

However, she has a lifetime and can make up for a lot of it.

As for why he didn't come to save her sooner, such as before Xiao Qiushui was injured and her martial arts and meridians were destroyed.

First, I'm not his personal bodyguard, and I can't always be on standby for him. Second, if I interrupt the trials the male lead is going through, how will he encounter opportunities to become stronger?

So she can help out, but Xiao Qiushui still has to go through the major events that are meant to happen.

*

Wen Piaoran found an inn to stay in, asked for two superior rooms, and escorted Xiao Qiushui to her room.

Just as she was about to leave, he called out to her, "If Liu Suifeng sees what you look like, won't it expose your identity?"

"No, he's never seen what the Qingyun Sect Master looks like."

Although I've met her, I don't know who she is.

"That's good, ouch~" Xiao Qiushui accidentally aggravated her wound, wincing in pain.

Wen Piaoran crossed her arms and looked at him with a smile, her expression somewhat amused: "You're really in a sorry state. You're practically bedridden now, but Liu Suifeng gave you some medicine, so you're alright for now."

"Knowing how miserable I am, why are you still making sarcastic remarks? You're just rubbing salt into my wounds."

"Don't worry, you're the male lead, there are many more opportunities waiting for you."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Qiushui's heart skipped a beat: "What do you mean? I haven't even asked you yet, what exactly is going on with you?"

The original owner, Xiao Qiushui, was the male protagonist in his novel. If he were the male protagonist, how could he have suffered so much?

"It's nothing. Anyway, you know I won't hurt you. Although I'm not a good person, I'm not a bad person either."

Thinking of how much she had helped her, Xiao Qiushui expressed her trust: "Okay, I don't know if you came from a book like me, but I won't ask if you don't want to say."

"Well, you've already transmigrated into a book, so in a sense you're the male lead of another story." Wen Piaoran finished speaking and left the room, leaving it at that.

Only Xiao Qiushui remained, somewhat stunned by her words.

*

The night was bright with a clear moon and few stars. Wen Piaoran was fast asleep.

But someone came uninvited, and she caught a whiff of a somewhat familiar medicinal scent that made it impossible for her not to open her eyes.

"Liu Suifeng, you've gone too far by disturbing my peaceful sleep, coming to a woman's room for tea in the middle of the night?"

Wen Piaoran lay on her side, propping her head up with her hand. She yawned sleepily, looking languid.

There were no lights in the room, only moonlight streaming in from the window.

Liu Suifeng sat at the table drinking tea, his casual and relaxed demeanor as if he were at home.