Quick Transmigration: The Charming Beauty Who Was Short-Lived and Alluring

"Today's top scorer is number 107—Miss Wen. Miss Wen not only has beautiful handwriting, but she also recited the entire book of mnemonic rhymes from memory. Everyone should learn from her."

"Next contestant whose number I call, please step forward. Your attendant will immediately descend the mountain. Number five, number thirteen..."

Those who perform exceptionally well are praised in front of everyone, while those who are eliminated are not even allowed to leave their names.

The stark contrast made those who had previously spoken arrogantly dare not be the first to speak out again. Those who had just argued with Gu Silang hung their heads and shrunk their shoulders after hearing that Chu Yun was in first place, wishing they could disappear into the ground.

Those who were eliminated had no choice but to leave. Some cried and begged for mercy, but were immediately pulled away.

With thirty fewer people leaving, those who advanced felt somewhat heavy-hearted. Even those who were secretly pleased had to suppress their joy and put on a reluctant expression so that others could see that they were loyal and righteous people.

Chu Yun didn't care much and took the lead in leaving.

Without hesitation, Gu Silang followed in her footsteps.

"Congratulations, Miss Wen!" He took long strides and quickly caught up with Chu Yun.

Chu Yun glanced at him. "Thank you."

Although the girl's face still didn't show much expression, she at least gave some response.

Gu Silang had originally thought Chu Yun would only nod or hum in response, so this "thank you" was a pleasant surprise. He then said, "Miss Wen, your memory is truly excellent! It's probably the best I've ever met... no, not necessarily..."

Seeing Gu Silang's furrowed brows and troubled expression, Chu Yun asked in return, "How can I not be number one?"

"No, that's not what I meant. It's just that my elder brother is also an extremely intelligent person. When he was young, he only flipped through the 'Sacred Medical Canon' once and memorized most of the prescriptions in it. In my mind, you and my brother are equally capable, and it's hard to tell who is better," Gu Silang explained, afraid that Chu Yun would misunderstand.

"You have an older brother?" Chu Yun asked, her eyes flashing slightly.

“That’s right. My brother is the most skilled disciple of the Holy Medicine Valley. He has practiced medicine for many years and saved countless lives. If there’s a chance, I’ll introduce you to him!” Gu Silang’s eyes sparkled as he mentioned his brother, and a bright smile spread across his face.

Chu Yun gave a slight smile. "Okay."

The usually aloof girl didn't immediately refuse; instead, she revealed a slight smile. The fleeting smile was stunning enough, but unfortunately, it vanished in an instant, like a shooting star streaking across the sky, dazzling onlookers for a moment before quickly falling away.

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

While Gu Silang was in a daze, he heard Chu Yun say this.

"Miss Wen!" Before his mind could process it, the words came out first. Seeing Chu Yun turn to look at him, Gu Silang stammered, "I...I don't know what Miss wants to do? Can I help?"

The seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy said whatever came to mind. Although it seemed like he was trying to please her, it wasn't annoying. After he finished speaking, his face was already mostly red, and his eyes were fixed on Chu Yun, waiting for her answer.

As the boy waited anxiously, the girl in front of him nodded gently, "Come on."

Gu Silang grinned so hard his teeth were sticking out, and he skipped after them.

As the two figures walked away, only the faint sound of bells tinkling could be heard.

A figure in cyan stood not far away, quietly watching the place where Chu Yun and Gu Silang had left.

*

Chu Yun led Gu Silang back to their residence in the northwest corner, but instead of going inside, they stood outside the courtyard.

She bent down and picked up some small stones from the ground.

"Miss Wen, what exactly do you want to do?" Gu Silang asked in a low voice. He instinctively felt that what Chu Yun wanted to do was not something that could be brought to the light of day.

Chu Yun glanced at him, and instead of answering, asked, "Is your lightness skill good?"

"It's alright." Gu Silang replied quickly, though he didn't quite understand.

"Stay close!" As soon as he finished speaking, Gu Silang watched as Chu Yun braced herself against the wall with one hand, pushed off with her feet, and in a few leaps, landed on the roof of the room closest to the wall like a bird.

The girl in red crouched low on the rooftop, her petite figure almost invisible unless you looked closely.

Gu Silang's eyes widened in surprise. He called out to Chu Yun, but only one word escaped his lips, "Wen." He was so frightened that he quickly covered his mouth.

Chu Yun is up there. If he speaks loudly, it might attract other people and harm Chu Yun.

He could only lower his voice and ask in a hoarse tone, "Miss Wen, what are you doing?"

The voice was so faint that Chu Yun couldn't hear it, and even if she did, she wouldn't bother with it. She simply waved to Gu Silang, signaling him to come up.

Gu Silang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He understood Chu Yun's gesture and stood there in a dilemma, unsure whether to leave or stay.

Seeing the red dot on the roof, Gu Silang gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and used his lightness skill to land steadily next to Chu Yun.

Born in the Valley of the Holy Physicians and raised by Gu Huaizhi's side since childhood, Gu Silang appears flamboyant and cheerful, but in reality, he is a very disciplined person. He rarely goes astray in his words and actions, let alone acts like a thief.

He frowned, his clear black and white eyes filled with confusion and doubt as he looked directly at Chu Yun.

He had originally wanted Chu Yun to give him an explanation, but to his surprise, she only said lightly, "Not bad lightness skill!"

Normally, Gu Silang would be ecstatic to receive even a single compliment from Chu Yun, but this time he felt little joy. His anxiety made him prone to inappropriate words and actions. He grabbed Chu Yun's sleeve and whispered, "Miss Wen, what are you trying to do?"

Chu Yun did not answer him, her gaze falling on Gu Silang's hand that was tugging at her sleeve.

Gu Silang felt his hand burning and suddenly let go.

"You came here on your own initiative. If you're scared, you can leave now," Chu Yun said calmly.

Now that he was already up here, Gu Silang was really curious about what Chu Yun wanted to do. Hearing that she seemed to want him to leave, he quickly said, "Okay, okay, I won't ask anymore."

"Then be quiet."

Gu Silang nodded obediently.

Chu Yun shifted her gaze from him, leaned over the roof, and gently lifted the tiles.

Gu Silang peeked through the crack and could see the movement in the room. He could only see the top of a man's head, and vaguely make out the shards of a broken teacup on the floor.

"Who is he?" Gu Silang lowered his voice and whispered in Chu Yun's ear.

“Number 100, the person you were arguing with outside today,” Chu Yun replied.

Gu Silang wanted to ask Chu Yun what she wanted to do here, but the next moment, he watched as Chu Yun flicked her fingers, threw out several pebbles, and then closed the tile with lightning speed.

Screams soon echoed from the house below.

"what!"

Gu Silang didn't know where Chu Yun had hit him, but he screamed so pitifully. Gu Silang felt a pang in his heart when he heard this.

The culprit, however, showed no remorse whatsoever, not even blinking an eye.