Quick Transmigration: The Beautiful Host Wants to Have Both Love and Career

"Before I met Jun Li Que, I was just an ordinary girl in Qingxi Village washing clothes in the dew."

Sui Si's smile faded, and he gently placed the restless white fox in his arms on his lap.

The little animal's pink paws patted at the falling peach blossoms, a few unmelted snowflakes still clinging to its fur.

"Of course I remember. That day, the mass grave was shrouded in dark clouds. You were curled up under a withered tree, covered in blood, with dirt embedded in your fingernails, yet you were clutching half a blood-stained jade pendant tightly..."

He suddenly fell silent, looking at Ran Cang's suddenly tense shoulders, and suddenly noticed that there was still a faded red thread wrapped in her hair - it was the thread that he had tied for her by hand when she first entered the sect.

"Yes, half a jade pendant."

Ran Cang suddenly burst out laughing, but the laughter sounded like rusty chains twisting inside his chest.

“My mother said that when I turn fifteen, she will use this jade pendant as a token to go to the embroidery shop in town to pick out the brightest red silk and make me a phoenix coronet and wedding robe.”

"Those were such good days. Dad complained that Mom's pickled vegetables were too salty, Aunt Wang would argue for half an hour over half a bunch of chives, and even the leaves of the old locust tree at the village entrance being blown down by the wind became fodder for the old ladies' gossip..."

Her voice suddenly choked, and she reached out to catch a falling peach blossom, but the petal turned to dust the moment it touched her palm.

The white fox suddenly let out a whimper, its paws nervously scratching at Sui Si's clothes.

Ran Cang gazed at the scattered powder in his palm, as if he could see that autumn night, the nine-tailed fox's amber eyes gleaming eerily in the moonlight:

"Until a nine-tailed fox passed by."

It said it was drawn to the village's spiritual energy and wanted to settle there, so we held a three-day, three-night feast.

The hunter brought over a freshly hunted pheasant, Father opened the wine jar buried under the osmanthus tree, and even the stingiest Aunt Li brought out the cured meat she only ate during the New Year.

It teaches children to read, and I teach it to embroider sachets…”

Her nails dug deep into her palms. "Who would have thought that beneath that snow-white fur lay man-eating fangs?"

Sui Si's wine jug struck the sword sheath heavily, producing a clear, melodious sound: "The night of the full moon..."

"On the night of the full moon, it went mad from practicing its cultivation."

Ran Cang suddenly turned around, his eyes burning with a poisonous flame.

"Aunt Wang's screams woke up the whole village, but when we arrived, we only saw her body hanging from the beam."

The demon used illusion magic to create the illusion of hanging, and even the most astute coroner could not see through the deception.

From then on, the village's livestock began to mysteriously disappear. Father always said that there were fewer and fewer rabbits on the back mountain, but he didn't know...

She coughed violently, and crimson blood seeped through her fingers. "Those vanished creatures became nourishment for its cultivation."

The clouds suddenly churned, and large raindrops pelted Sui Si's shoulders, instantly soaking his dark Taoist robe.

Ran Cang clutched a lock of hair covered in blood scabs, memories flooding back: "The day I met Jun Li Que, the mountain rain had just stopped. He lay by the stream, covered in blood, and beneath his soaked white robes, one could vaguely see the hideous sword wounds."

I used the herbs my mother taught me to bandage him. In order to collect century-old ginseng, I was delayed for seven whole days on the cliff.

"Wait until I take him back to the village..."

Her voice suddenly ripped out, “The ground was covered in blood, as thick as ink that couldn’t be dissolved.”

My mother was huddled by the stove, clutching the unfinished wedding dress in her arms, the stitches soaked in blood…

The white fox suddenly darted to Ran Cang's knees and rubbed her cold hand with its soft paws.

Ran Cang, however, was completely unaware, staring intently at his trembling hands:

"The demon sat on the old locust tree, its nine tails dripping blood, and smiled at me with unusual gentleness."

It said my blood was sweeter than anyone else's, and that it would eradicate the root of the problem.

The moment the claws fell, Jun Li Que suddenly attacked. A flash of sword light, and its head rolled to my feet, its eyes still wide open...

She suddenly ripped the sachet from her waist and threw it fiercely into the clouds. The brocade embroidered with "Dyeing the Azure Sky and Bringing Joy" bloomed in the air and was quickly soaked by the rain.

Sui Si remained silent for a long time before reaching out and plucking a peach blossom that had fallen into her dark hair.

Raindrops from the petals slid down his well-defined fingers, splashing tiny droplets on the Azure Phoenix Sword.

"So today you sensed his spiritual power and recognized him as the person from back then?"

Ran Cang clutched her chest, where a fine, stinging pain emanated, like thousands of silver needles pricking her.

"The arc of his hand seals when he cast the spell was exactly the same as when he killed the nine-tailed fox. And..."

She suddenly gasped for breath, “The scent of sandalwood on him is exactly the same as the scent of the cloak that covered me on the night I kept vigil.”

Master, do you know what's most ridiculous?

She suddenly threw her head back and laughed, tears mingling with rainwater as they slid into her mouth.

"The moment I recognized him, I even wondered if his sudden departure back then was due to being hunted down by enemies, or if he had no choice in the matter..."

The Azure Phoenix Sword suddenly trembled violently, and a deafening rumble of thunder echoed from the clouds.

Sui Si took out her outer robe and draped it over her shoulders. The wine jug no longer poured strong liquor, but warm osmanthus honey water.

“Ayu, back then you clutched half a jade pendant and said, ‘I want to become stronger.’ Now you are the most outstanding disciple in the sect.”

"Looking across the world, apart from those reclusive old monsters, there are probably very few who can withstand ten of your moves."

He lowered his eyes and stared at the tiny bubbles floating on the surface of the honey water. In a daze, he saw again the little girl from many years ago, covered in blood, kneeling in front of him, clutching a blood-stained jade pendant.

Ran Cang stared at the honey water in her palm, the reflected lightning shattering into starlight in her pupils.

As his Adam's apple bobbed, the old scar on his neck appeared pale from the rain.

"Yes, I saved the red fox simply because I followed the principles taught by my master."

She suddenly sneered, her fingertips rubbing the rim of the cup with such force that they almost cracked it.

"If this is considered mercy, then Jun Li Que's 'good deed' back then seems utterly ridiculous—he gave hope and then crushed it with his own hands. How is he any different from the nine-tailed fox?"

Sui Si's fingertips paused in her hair, rain-dampened stray strands clinging to her pale cheeks.

He gazed at his apprentice's reddened eyes, as if he could see that girl covered in blood in the mass grave years ago:

"You always remember him and resent him."

Before she could finish speaking, Ran Cang suddenly trembled violently. Glistening water droplets hung on her rain-soaked eyelashes, it was hard to tell whether they were tears or rain.

"Of course I resent him!"

Ran Cang suddenly became emotional, looked up sharply, and her eyes reddened.

"He saved me but then abandoned me! It would have been better if he had just ignored it and not interfered from the beginning!"

Her voice, filled with years of suppressed grievances and anger, sounded particularly shrill in the wind and rain.

Those deeply buried memories, like a flood bursting its banks, instantly overwhelmed her.

She recalled those days when she licked her wounds alone in the darkness, and every night filled with longing and resentment. Tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, mingling with the rain and dripping onto her clothes.

"If he hadn't appeared, I would have been just an ordinary girl killed by the nine-tailed fox, and I wouldn't have had to experience this bitterness of unrequited love!"

At this moment, the white fox, which was curled up to the side, suddenly shivered involuntarily, its furry body trembling slightly.

Its big, watery eyes looked timidly at Ran Cang, its tail tightly curled under its body.

Ran Cang noticed the white fox's unusual behavior and became suspicious. His eyes instantly turned cold and sharp, as if he could see through everything.

"Could this little thing be one of Jun Li Que's men?"

Her voice was wary and defensive, and her aura became chilling. The Azure Phoenix Sword emitted a soft hum once more, as if sensing its master's emotions.

Upon hearing this, Sui Si stiffened slightly, a hint of unease flashing across his face.

He lowered his head and pondered for a moment, composed himself, and forced a calm demeanor, saying:

"I don't think so."

His tone was hesitant, and even he himself felt a lack of confidence.

He reached out and gently stroked the white fox's head, trying to soothe it, but the fox scurried away, shrinking into a corner, its eyes filled with fear.