Chapter 2
Chapter 2
Easy to say.
Hard to do.
It was not as if I could just drag over any random person for dual cultivation.
Ugly ones would not do.
Bad figures would not do.
Insufficient cultivation would not do either.
It seemed they would not be easy to find.
At the time, I had not expected
my second cauldron to deliver himself to me so quickly.
At the sect tournament, on the arena,
Xuan Ci flipped onto the stage, lowered his eyes, pressed his palms together, and said, “Please.”
A body cultivator from the Buddha Sect.
When he exchanged blows, his muscles surged with strength, their lines clear and beautiful.
Everywhere was firm and impressive.
I watched from below until my eyes went dizzy.
After the match ended, while Wei Xun was absent,
I stopped Xuan Ci. “Amitabha.”
He froze.
I pressed the advantage. “Hello. Dual cultivate?”
He said nothing and merely looked at me in silence.
I immediately felt a little embarrassed. “Give me a straight answer. Yes or no?”
If not, I would find someone else.
Xuan Ci still did not speak.
I turned to leave.
But my wrist was caught in a firm grip.
He said, “Yes.”
Only later did I learn that Xuan Ci also liked Song Zhiyin.
But Song Zhiyin and Wei Xun had been betrothed since youth.
He had no chance.
Nor could he accept that I, who looked so much like Song Zhiyin, would dual cultivate with someone else.
That was why he agreed.
I suddenly understood.
No wonder he always covered my eyes with silk.
Between Song Zhiyin and me, only our eyes were different.
Thinking about it made me a little angry.
How strange.
Why did all of them like her?
But on second thought,
I had eaten too.
My spiritual energy had risen too.
How could being a substitute be this enjoyable?
I was relieved again.
Wei Xun came to me once every half month.
The moment he left, I set out for the Buddha Sect to find Xuan Ci.
The Sword Sect and the Buddha Sect were not close.
I could not fly on a sword, and one round trip took exactly half a month.
In any case, Wei Xun did not usually visit my courtyard.
He would not notice.
My plan was beautiful.
But I did not know what madness had come over Wei Xun.
Half a year later,
for the first time ever, he came looking for me on a day when his poison had not flared.
He happened to run into me as I returned from the road,
covered in dust from travel.
For safety along the way, I had smeared my plain little face with ash,
and I had not even noticed the leaves caught in my hair.
“Where did you go?”
He was unusually irritable. “How did you make yourself look like this?”
I froze.
I let the damp towel gently brush across my cheeks.
When Wei Xun reached out and plucked the leaf from my hair,
I finally came back to myself and asked in surprise, “Has the poison in your body worsened?”
It had not even been half a month yet.
Was it flaring again?
So badly that he could not even cast spells,
and had to personally clean me up?
Wei Xun instantly froze, as if struck by lightning.
After a long while,
he said through gritted teeth, “I was only anxious for a moment.”
“I simply did not want to see you ruin yourself while wearing that face.”
When he heard that every month, without fail, I went to the Buddha Sect to pray for him,
Wei Xun’s expression turned complicated.
I did not know what he was thinking.
The next day, Wei Xun sent someone to deliver a jade pendant.
It was filled with his spiritual energy.
Once activated, it could take me to the Buddha Sect a thousand li away in an instant.
Activate it again, and I could return.
No need to waste time on the road.
I could spend a few more rounds with Xuan Ci.
That truly was convenient.
I sewed a sachet as a return gift and rushed excitedly into Wei Xun’s courtyard.
With a sincere smile, I said, “Wei Xun, Wei Xun, thank you for the jade pendant you gave me.”
“I like it very much.”
He looked up at me, as if dazzled by sunlight.
His lips curved up instinctively,
then he forcibly pressed them flat.
After a long silence, his face darkened and he said, “It was not for you.”
It was for the cauldron.
It only happened that the cauldron was me.