A sharp-tongued woman travels through a book and changes the ruthless Taoist female cultivator

Yun Yueqing stood alone outside the door. The afterglow of the setting sun was gradually swallowed up by the night. In the silence, the mottled shadows of the trees intertwined.

Her eyes seemed to be looking through the crack in the door, trying to catch some movement in the house, but she only saw the empty house in dead silence.

In the room separated by a door, Zhang Jiaxi's face was pale, his body curled up in convulsions, holding his chest, his handsome features distorted in pain.

The dim candlelight cast mottled shadows on his face. The cunning in his deep eyes was instantly replaced by pain. His lips were tightly pursed, and he let out a low and suppressed gasp.

On the white and smooth skin, the hideous, scaly scars were like new vines, winding their way all over the body.

As the scars became more and more dense, Zhang Jiaxi became more and more painful, and she experienced the pain of being bitten by the devil ants again.

He bit his arm tightly with his teeth, and unspeakable pain spread throughout his body. He finally whimpered in pain.

Veins throbbed on his face, which was red with pain, and he struggled helplessly on the ground.

However, due to the barrier, Yun Yueqing outside the house could not hear anything.

The evening breeze blew by, lifting a few strands of hair from her forehead and lighting the candles in the room.

Just as the evening breeze gently swayed the candlelight, circles of faint light suddenly appeared in the room.

The scene in front of Yun Yueqing began to distort, and the mottled shadows of the trees on the wooden door instantly turned into flowing light and dissipated into nothingness.

Immediately afterwards, a warm breath spread, and the boundary between the inside and outside of the house was as if gently wiped away by an invisible hand, and an invisible barrier was suddenly lifted.

In the air, subtle energy fluctuations jumped, like the first stars appearing, lighting up this small space shrouded in the night.

Yunyue gently touched the wooden door. With a "creak!" sound, the sound of the door hinge turning was particularly clear in the quiet night.

Inside the door, Zhang Jiaxi was sitting upright under the dim candlelight, with a serious face and eyes as deep as a pool.

When Zhang Jiaxi saw Yun Yueqing coming in, her originally serious expression instantly melted away, and a cynical smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

It's like the peach blossoms that bloom inadvertently in spring, with a bit of unruly and playful feeling.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and a cunning light flashed in his deep eyes.

He leaned back in his chair leisurely, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest.

The "knock knock" sound is particularly pleasant in this quiet night, as if emphasizing how relaxed it is.

"Sister Yun, why are you so serious? If you have anything to ask, ask now."

Yun Yueqing had many questions she wanted to ask, but she blurted out, "How are you? Are you okay?"

Zhang Jiaxi smiled calmly, "I'm in good health, little brother."

As he spoke, he patted his chest very hard. I don’t know if it was because he hadn’t recovered from the pain or what.

Zhang Jiaxi started coughing uncontrollably and smiled embarrassedly.

"Since you don't exercise regularly, Sister Yun, please don't worry about these little details."

Yun Yueqing also changed into her clothes, looking relaxed as usual, and sat leisurely on another recliner.

He said earnestly: "Keeping your body healthy is more important than anything else."

Zhang Jiaxi's smile faded in an instant. "Are you done asking?"

Yun Yueqing: "Well, I'm done asking."

"Don't you want to know the other truth?"

"When you want to talk, you will tell me naturally. If you don't want to speak now, I won't force you to speak."

Zhang Jiaxi and Yun Yueqing's eyes met, and they both showed the most relaxed smiles ever.

There was no disguise in this smile. It was a genuine smile without any force.

"You have nothing to ask me, so I should ask you instead."

Yun Yueqing extended her hand and made a gesture of invitation, "Ask."

"All the evidence points to me as the traitor within the Jingyuan Sect. Don't you believe it at all?"

Yunyue lay down on the recliner and swung her long legs leisurely.

"I suspected it, but I didn't believe it at all."

Zhang Jiaxi suddenly held up her chin seriously, staring at Yun Yueqing's eyes with burning eyes.

"If... I mean if, I really am a spy sent by the Demon Sect into the Jingyuan Sect, will you kill me?"

Yun Yue curled her lips lightly, "You are the leader of the Demon Sect, I have no reason to kill you. No matter who you are, you are still my little brother Zhang, right?"

Zhang Jiaxi was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter, "Yes, yes, I, little brother Zhang, will always follow Yun Yueqing's lead."

As she spoke, Zhang Jiaxi raised her hand and performed an unstandard junior salute.

Yun Yueqing calmed down for a moment and helped Zhang Jiaxi, who was bowing, to her feet.

"You should know that no matter how big the problem is, I will help you just like you helped me. If you can't handle it alone, remember to come to me."

Zhang Jiaxi did a nonsensical 360-degree spinning kick, followed by a series of punches, and finally did not forget to lean to the left and slap herself in the face.

"Look at my flexible and strong body. Sister Yun, you underestimate me. I wonder if I can't handle anything."

Yun Yue lightly "tsk tsk" twice, "Okay, okay, I'll rely on you to protect me from now on."

Zhang Jiaxi jumped nimbly and sat cross-legged on the bed. All she needed was a flowery cotton-padded jacket from Northeast China, and she would be just like she was chatting about family matters during the Chinese New Year.

"By the way, did you take the Soul-Enriching Pill that Elder Quan gave you?"

"No, this is all thanks to you. I can't eat it all alone."

As he spoke, he took out a jade bottle and handed it to Zhang Jiaxi, "Although you are in good health, this Soul-Enriching Pill will definitely make you even better. Take it."

Zhang Jiaxi pushed him back and said, "I told everyone in front of the Jingyuan Sect that this is Old Man Quan's compensation to you. Don't even think about slapping me in the face."

Then he twitched his nose and pretended to look disgusted.

Yun Yueqing lowered her head, not knowing what she was thinking.

Maybe he was thinking about Zhang Jiaxi and the price she paid to make her body look brand new, or maybe he was thinking about the pain he had gone through in the past two thousand years.

Zhang Jiaxi then held out her hand, "If you really think I need this Soul-Enriching Pill, then let me take it."

Yun Yueqing placed it in Zhang Jiaxi's palm without hesitation.

Yun Yueqing's warm fingertips touched Zhang Jiaxi's cold palm for a moment, and Zhang Jiaxi quickly withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted.

In an instant, Zhang Jiaxi could no longer hide the pounding of her heart.

He poured out the Yunling Pill from the jade bottle, a sly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, he raised his palm, pretending to put the Yunling Pill into his mouth, but his eyes secretly glanced at Yun Yueqing.

Yun Yueqing was thinking with her head down and didn't notice his little movements.

At this moment, Zhang Jiaxi turned her wrist, and the Soul-Enhancing Pill turned into a stream of light and fell accurately into Yunyue's slightly opened lips.

Yun Yueqing raised her head suddenly. Her throat was blocked by a foreign object and she couldn't speak. She could only express her astonishment with her eyes.

Zhang Jiaxi quickly picked up the herbal tea that had been brewed long ago.

He lifted Yun Yueqing's fair and smooth chin, opened her mouth, and gulped down the tea.