Chapter 172: Village Massacre
Song Jiulai, who had moved into Qin Manor, saw that she wasn’t the only one who had moved in.
The cultivator who had tricked Xiao Cui by placing things earlier this morning had also moved in.
This was according to Xiao Cui.
She had been assigned the room next to this person’s.
After Xiao Cui brought Song Jiulai in, she cautioned her not to go to the main Qin Manor residence, but that she could explore other parts of the Qin family’s estate before leaving.
As soon as Xiao Cui left, the male cultivator emerged.
Looking at Song Jiulai, a hint of displeasure flickered across his brow, and he then sneered, “I didn’t expect another Fellow Daoist to think the same as me and be willing to willingly face death.”
“What?”
Song Jiulai was stunned. “I just had nowhere to stay, and she found me a place to live. How does that relate to facing death?”
“You don’t know?”
The male cultivator in front of her looked confused. “Which Sect are you from? Didn’t your Sect tell you about this consensus when you entered? That by staying in Qin Manor until the last day, you will definitely be chosen as the bride?”
“……”
Holy crap!
The System also said, “Holy crap, there’s such a terrible thing.”
Song Jiulai didn’t hesitate for long about being shocked that her guess was correct and that cultivators were indeed chosen as brides. She immediately asked, “Is it too late for me to leave now?”
“It’s too late.” The male cultivator glanced Song Jiulai up and down, then chuckled dismissively. “But it’s okay, you’re very unlikely to be chosen. You’re not as good-looking as me.”
Song Jiulai: “……”
Seriously, dude, what you’re saying is really hurtful, you know?
And Qin Yongkang isn’t picky about gender either!
However, Song Jiulai still understood the meaning behind his words.
Being chosen as the bride must be fraught with danger.
The disciples from other Sects hadn’t moved in, clearly avoiding it at all costs.
Yet this person had voluntarily moved in.
Song Jiulai was even more surprised. “Fellow Daoist, are you that selfless?”
The male cultivator pouted. “You don’t understand.”
Of course, it wasn’t selflessness, but seeking wealth in danger.
The bride was the most dangerous, but if one could find things, the identity of the bride was also the most convenient.
This male cultivator was just confident in himself and was coveting the things in this Small World.
Others might not have been unaware of his intentions, but different Sects generally considered him to be courting death.
However, it was still surprising to have someone like Song Jiulai, who didn’t understand the situation, barge in.
Although he was a bit suspicious about how Song Jiulai didn’t even know this, he could imagine that perhaps her Sect hadn’t told her.
Exploiting bugs to enter a Secret Realm was still hard to imagine.
Unexpectedly, she had hit a minefield right upon arrival, but Song Jiulai wasn’t too scared.
She also believed in the principle of seeking wealth in danger. Moreover, since this good-looking guy thought his chances of being chosen as the bride were high, she decided not to get involved.
“Yes, yes, yes, I am Wang Abe. May I ask your name, Fellow Daoist?”
Song Abao was still on the wanted list, so she could use a different name in her female form now.
“Wang Abe?”
The other party repeated the somewhat casual name, clearly knowing that Song Jiulai wasn’t telling the truth. He perfunctorily gave a random name: “Li Tie Gen.”
“Brother Tie Gen! I’ve heard so much about you!”
The name was originally chosen casually, but when Song Jiulai pronounced it with such seriousness, the male cultivator gritted his teeth, suddenly feeling a bit embarrassed.
What if people from other Sects saw this?
This Wang Abe didn’t recognize him, but others might.
If someone called out “Tie Gen,” would he still have any face left?
Unfortunately, words spoken were like spilled water; it was too late for him to regret it.
Xu Qingchuan thought to himself.
Feeling embarrassed, Xu Qingchuan didn’t want to chat with her anymore. “Let’s pretend we don’t know each other when we meet these few days to avoid arousing suspicion from the Qin Manor people.”
Song Jiulai felt a bit regretful, as she had wanted to ask for more information.
Unfortunately, by pretending to know nothing, she had revealed too much of a flaw.
After entering the House, although Spiritual Energy could be used, and Song Jiulai now possessed a Sea of Consciousness across stages, her spiritual sense could leave her Body to perceive some situations.
However, in this Small World, it was still like being blindfolded.
She couldn’t see or hear clearly.
Wait a minute!
Song Jiulai suddenly remembered she still had a Scorpion on her hand!
She looked down; the stinging sensation was long gone.
The Scorpion had indeed stopped sucking blood.
Its entire Body was clinging to her wrist, and its extremely long venomous tail dangled on her Arm, as if it were asleep.
It looked a bit like Song Jiulai’s 3D tattoo.
There was no Inner Voice either.
Did it fall asleep after eating its fill?
Was this pathetic thing worth her expending a huge amount of Energy to decompose?
System: “I won’t allow you to call something decomposed with half my Energy ‘pathetic’!”
Song Jiulai: “……”
System: “It can communicate with you via Inner Voice just like me now. It’s like our newborn cub. Can you, as its mother, have some patience? I know it’s a bit ugly and doesn’t fit your human aesthetic, but isn’t that just like you?”
Song Jiulai: “…Are you crazy?”
Song Jiulai felt that the System was probably communicating with too many Players simultaneously and had crashed its data – it was a bit mentally unstable.
However, she was a tolerant Host and didn’t mind the System’s occasional quirks.
There wasn’t much to do in the guest room, so she decided to explore Qin Manor.
They weren’t allowed to go to the main residence, which clearly indicated that the main residence had problems.
Of course, Song Jiulai wouldn’t foolishly court death.
However, Song Jiulai soon returned without success.
This was because she discovered that everyone in Qin Manor, except for Xiao Cui, was like a mute. No matter what she said, the servants ignored her.
It wasn’t fear, but a completely indifferent treatment.
The only thing was that because of these people, despite Qin Manor being decorated with lanterns and streamers, the vast estate exuded a sense of gloom.
It had a bit of that horror World vibe.
Song Jiulai could only return to the guest room.
With nothing to do, she could only watch TV to pass the Time and check the Sect Channel to see what nonsense they were spouting.
Opening a Sect chat channel was a good choice; at least in this Otherworld, Song Jiulai could experience the warmth of family like people on Blue Star.
【Zhen Weida: Sigh, I have to pause my career for a few days. I need to go back to my village to find a match. I won’t be able to log into the Game. 】
【Su Daqiang: Why? How is finding a match more important than the Game? Do you know how much progress you’ll lose if you’re gone for a few days? 】
【Zhen Weida: What, can you go from Mid Qi Condensation Stage to Late Stage in a few days? 】
【Qi Zuo: Why are you looking for a match? How old are you that you need to go back and find one? Just don’t go back. 】
【Zhen Weida: My mom just wants me to go back and see the girl. If it’s not suitable, I’ll come back. Sigh, they’re getting old, and I can’t not go back. There are too many relatives in the village, and they’ll gossip behind my back. I don’t want my mom to be pointed at. 】
【An Xiu: Village massacre 】
【Han Tian: ? 】
【Zhou Nüzi: ? 】
【Xue Yao: ? 】
【Gu Yunxi: ? 】
【Honghuang: 6 】
【Zhen Weida: ………… 】
Song Jiulai: “……”
