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

Ran Cang stared at the white fox, his eyes growing colder: "Master, this little beast's reaction is too suspicious."

Jun Li Que is cunning and unpredictable; who knows if he might use this little beast to spy on me?

She gripped the Azure Phoenix Sword tightly, its tip drooping slightly, pointing towards the white fox. The cold light emanating from the sword made the white fox's fur gleam with a chill.

Sui Si sighed inwardly as he watched the tense standoff between the man and the fox.

He knew that once the resentment in Ran Cang's heart was ignited, it would be difficult to extinguish.

And this white fox is likely to become an innocent victim of this feud.

But he couldn't be sure of the white fox's origin, so he could only grit his teeth and continue to appease it:

"Ayu, don't act rashly."

Even if it truly is related to Junli Que, we must ascertain its purpose before making a decision.

His words carried a hint of helplessness, as well as concern for Ran Cang.

In this storm of love and hate, who can emerge unscathed?

As the downpour subsided, Sui Si watched as Ran Cang's rain-soaked hair fluttered in the wind, water droplets falling from her silver hair ornaments onto the scabbard of the Azure Phoenix sword with a soft thud.

His fingertips unconsciously traced the hilt of his sword. After hesitating for a long time, he finally broke the silence by speaking:

"Ayu, where are we going?"

Ran Cang suddenly turned around, the Azure Phoenix Sword humming unwillingly in its sheath, as if still savoring the battle just now.

She shook the water droplets from her hair, and the silver bells in her hair jingled with her movements. The crisp sound, mixed with the lingering rain, had an indescribable chill.

"Of course we're going to the Demon Emperor's Palace!"

She raised an eyebrow and sneered, the cinnabar mole at the corner of her eye standing out starkly against her pale cheek.

"Since I promised the Demon Emperor, I can't go back on my word. Besides, if I don't go, I'll lose face, and that won't do!!"

She clenched her fists, her knuckles turning white, and a cold glint flashed in her eyes:

"He had better learn from this experience next time we meet."

Be sensible and stay far away from me.

Before the words were finished, the Azure Phoenix Sword suddenly trembled violently, its sword energy tearing through the remaining rain. "Otherwise, I'll skin him alive!"

The white fox, curled up in Sui Si's arms, trembled violently, its fluffy tail immediately wrapping around its head.

She shrank into Sui Si's arms, her claws gripping his collar tightly as if she were grasping at a straw.

Sui Si sighed helplessly and gently stroked the white fox's trembling back:

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, she's just saying that."

He turned to Ran Cang and smiled, "Ayu is right."

You saved Red Fox's life this time too, so it's a life for a life, perfectly fair.

You're a magnanimous person; you don't stoop to the level of a petty person.

He paused, his tone softening, "Even if you do meet, just treat him like a stranger with whom you had a minor disagreement. After all..."

He looked at his apprentice's reddened eyes, hesitated, and said, "Some things, once they're over, are over."

Upon hearing this, Ran Cang's tense shoulders finally relaxed, and a faint smile appeared on his lips:

"My master understands me best."

She gazed at the rolling dark clouds in the distance, her eyes gradually softening:

"No one has died between the two of us. Now we represent Qingyun and the demon race. It's not good to cause a huge uproar between the two sides and make them never speak to each other again."

Before she finished speaking, her eyes suddenly lit up, as if all the gloom had vanished, and she enthusiastically took Sui Si's arm:

"Forget it, let's not talk about these irrelevant people anymore."

"Master, on the way to the Demon Emperor's Palace, I'll show you around!"

Her eyes sparkled with excitement, “I heard there’s a Wangxian Cliff along the way where you can see a whole sea of ​​clouds from there, it’s so beautiful!”

There's also a Peach Blossom Village, where the peach blossoms are in full bloom right now. Let's go pick some peach blossoms and make wine!

She shook Sui Si's arm, like a spoiled child: "Master's peach blossom wine is the best!"

Let's gather more this time and brew a large jar of wine. When we return to Qingyun Mountain, my master and I will drink it under the moon!

As he spoke, he pulled Sui Si forward, and the humming of the Azure Phoenix Sword became lighter, echoing in the fresh air after the rain.

Sui Si let her apprentice pull her forward, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief as she watched her revitalized figure.

The white fox peeked out and cautiously looked at Ran Cang. Seeing that she seemed to have calmed down, it nestled back into Sui Si's arms with peace of mind.

This storm, swirling with love and hate, may finally subside amidst the beautiful scenery along the way.

However, looking at the still-lingering dark clouds on the horizon, he felt that this was merely the calm before the storm.

The clear sky after the rainstorm was like washed glass, and Ran Cang's laughter became even more crisp along with the scenery.

She pestered Sui Si to watch the sea of ​​clouds at Wangxian Cliff for three whole days, and then stayed in Taohuawu for seven days, collecting all the pink and white petals from the mountains and fields into wine jars.

The white fox always curled up on Sui Si's shoulder, watching him pick flowers while stepping on dew, or squatting by the stream counting the fish.

Occasionally, even the hum of the Azure Phoenix Sword takes on a languid quality.

As dusk fell, they settled at the Yunqi Inn, located halfway up the mountain.

Ran Cang pushed open the carved wooden window and saw the sunset painting the distant mountains a honey color. Suddenly, he turned and gave Sui Si a sly smile:

"Master, I've learned a new spirit-gathering array, I'll try it out tonight!"

Without waiting for a response, he sat cross-legged on the ground, and as his fingertips flew, pale blue spiritual energy flowed in the room, forming a fine net of light.

Sui Si looked at her serious expression and shook his head helplessly.

He tiptoed to the window, closed the door that had been blown open by the night wind, and tucked away her stray hair.

"Don't be greedy for credit, get some rest early."

The white fox in his arms suddenly twitched its ears, as if echoing its master's words.

At midnight, Ran Cang was immersed in the subtle rhythm of spiritual energy circulation when he suddenly heard a loud bang from next door.

The entire inn shook violently. She hurriedly opened her eyes and saw the beams above her creaking and the carved bed cracking in two!

Wood chips fell like raindrops. She lightly touched the ground to the corner and stood there stunned, staring at the mess on the floor—the meditation cushion she had just been sitting on had now been crushed into wood chips.

If I hadn't been in a meditative state, I would probably be buried in this pile of ruins right now.

"What kind of nonsense is this!"

Ran Cang tugged at the ends of her messy hair, the silver bells jingling with her movements. "What's going on? Could it really be haunted?"

She kicked away the broken wood at her feet, and the Azure Phoenix Sword seemed to sense its master's anger, spontaneously extending half of itself from its scabbard, its blade gleaming with a faint blue light, as if ready to be drawn at any moment.

Hurried footsteps sounded outside the door. The innkeeper rushed in, holding an oil lamp, and his face turned pale upon seeing the mess on the floor.

Please forgive me, sir! I am truly sorry!

The caravan next door is transporting spirit wood; the spirit wood there is so potent that it may have resonated with your formation...

Ran Cang: "..."

"That's all."

Ran Cang yawned, a sudden wave of drowsiness washing over him.

She bent down to pick up the scattered hairpins from the ground, looked at herself in the bronze mirror on the wall, and couldn't help but laugh out loud—her hair was messy, and her face was covered in wood chips, making her look like a disheveled little beggar.

"What kind of undeserved disaster is this? Luckily I didn't get a full night's sleep, or I would have really turned into a meat pie."

As night deepened, Ran Cang lay on the makeshift bamboo couch, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Moonlight streamed in through the broken windowpane, casting dappled shadows on the ground. As the light flickered, her thoughts drifted away.

Suddenly, she remembered her master's words, "Fortune and misfortune are interdependent," and a strange unease welled up in her heart.

She sat up abruptly, threw on a coat haphazardly, and ran barefoot to Sui Si's room.

"Master! Master!"

Ran Cang knocked hard on the door, his knuckles tapping rapidly on the carved door panel, his voice carrying a hint of barely concealed panic.

Her fingers trembled slightly as she gripped the brass door knocker, her fingertips repeatedly tracing the mottled patterns on it. The icy touch made her heart beat even faster.

Normally, if she called softly from outside the door, Sui Si would always ask gently through the door, but at this moment the room was eerily quiet, with only the whistling of the night wind passing through the room.

"That's not right..."