Yunxia's Quick Transmigration Journey

"Whatever Dr. Yun wants to hear, I, Lin, will answer without reservation," Lin Yuxi said sincerely.

Yunxia... I'd never believe your nonsense!

Yunxia felt sleepy and thought it was time for her to go to sleep. She lazily blinked her watery eyes and said casually, "Then just say something, preferably something that's refreshing and interesting." She even yawned lazily as she spoke.

Looking at her charming little face, Lin Yuxi felt even more joy in her heart. Imagining her true appearance under the human skin mask, she felt another uncontrollable flutter in her heart.

He heard himself speak in the gentlest voice he had ever used, saying slowly, "Then I'll just tell you a little something."

“My enemies should die on the anniversary of my parents’ death, less than a month from today. And their fate is sealed; they will surely perish in great agony.”

Lin Yuxi suddenly asked nervously, "Will you think I'm ruthless?"

“Of course,” Yunxia blurted out.

Lin Yuxi deflated like a punctured balloon, as if she had fallen into a dark world.

Yun Xia gave him a playful look, and seeing his hand clench tighter and his expression grow increasingly anxious, she mischievously added, "No."

"Other people's opinions don't matter, why bother? When you're out in the world, just be true to yourself and don't worry too much about the opinions of strangers." Yun Xia had a change of heart and gave him a bowl of chicken soup for the soul.

The system said, "Host, you've even learned how to tease the male supporting character. He's the character you've interacted with the most in the entire storyline. It's worth commemorating."

Yunxia: "I'm still alive, no need to commemorate me. This supporting character isn't that annoying, barely qualified to be a friend."

The system said, "Doesn't the host feel any remorse? You use his jade pendant to take five thousand taels of silver every year, and you still say he's barely qualified to be your friend. Being your friend is quite expensive."

Yunxia said with a slight guilty conscience, "That was compensation for Lin Yuxi's wrongdoing back then, and it's what I deserve."

The exchange of consciousness between Yunxia and the system lasted only a moment.

"Your opinion is the most important; everyone else's doesn't matter," Lin Yuxi murmured softly.

Yunxia feigned ignorance and asked, "What were you muttering to yourself just now?" In fact, with her powerful spiritual sense, she had already heard the other person's whispered words, but to avoid embarrassment, she pretended not to know.

Lin Yuxi mumbled, "Nothing? I just said that Yunxia is right, and I will no longer care about what irrelevant people think of me."

Yunxia nodded knowingly, and the two tacitly let the matter drop, continuing to drink tea and chat.

"What about the people involved in what happened back then?" There were probably over a hundred people who attacked the Sun family back then.

After a moment of contemplation, Lin Yuxi chose to tell the truth: "They were all killed in revenge or died in accidents for various reasons."

The word "accident" says it all; we're all smart people, so there's no need to spell it out.

Time flew by, and the sword-fighting tournament had begun.

On the arena, a burly man was wielding a meteor hammer in each hand with great power, and several swordsmen who came up to challenge him were beaten down by him in just a few moves.

Yunxia asked, puzzled, "Isn't this supposed to be a sword-fighting tournament? Can we use other weapons?"

A martial arts expert standing nearby glanced at her with surprise and said disdainfully, "This young lady looks like she's new to the martial arts world. The sword tournament is about swords, but what weapon your opponent uses is another matter. There's no rule that says you can only use swords."

Yunxia seemed to understand. "What if the one who uses the knife wins in the end?"

Another person said, "That means there haven't been any outstanding swordsmen in recent years. If a swordsman can rank highly in the sword-fighting tournament, he will also receive guidance from previous masters of swordsmanship."

"What kind of 'Sword Debate' is that? It would be more accurate to call it a 'Martial Arts Tournament'," Yun Xia thought to herself.

Seeing that the guy with the meteor hammer was still displaying his power on the stage, Yun Xia was also curious whether anyone could defeat him.

Perhaps Yunxia's inner hopes were heard, for a short while later a master with a fan kicked the man with the meteor hammer off the stage.

Yunxia thought to herself, "Wow, so cool." Watching the other person's series of fan-wielding movements, which were so fluid and beautiful, Yunxia couldn't help but feel envious.

Whether these fancy moves are practical or not is unknown, but they are more than enough to show off. She felt that she lacked such a set of cool moves.

Yunxia's eyes grew brighter as she looked at the young man in blue robes on the stage holding a fan. "Young man, who is the person holding the folding fan on the stage?" Yunxia asked a young boy beside her.

Upon hearing this, the young boy immediately perked up, patting his chest and saying, "That's Lin Yuliu, the second young master of the Lin family, a martial arts family. He's skilled at using fans as weapons, and his fans aren't ordinary fans; they were specially made at the Divine Weapon Pavilion."

Moreover, it's said that the Second Young Master Lin is the future head of the Lin family, while the First Young Master Lin has proactively stated that he has no interest in the position of family head and only wishes to travel the world as a lone swordsman.

Yunxia...

Seeing the pleading expression on the face of the twelve or thirteen-year-old boy after he finished speaking, Yun Xia gave him a thumbs up. "Young man, you are truly knowledgeable. I admire you."

The young boy scratched his head sheepishly and said without any modesty, "Of course, my master is a know-it-all, he knows a lot."

Yunxia was slightly surprised. It turned out that the other party was a perfect match for her profession. Wasn't this the paparazzi's apprentice, the little paparazzi?

Yunxia was wondering if she could ask Lin Yuxi about the defensive and offensive methods of using a fan, and what she would have to offer in exchange for Lin Yuxi's willingness to part with it.

Never mind, when she has the chance, she can ask the system to record Lin Yuliu's fan-playing movements so she can learn from him.

The sword-fighting tournament lasted for three days. In the first two days, people came and went on stage for several rounds, with newcomers replacing old ones, so there was nothing interesting to watch.

On the last day of the Sword Tournament, Yunxia finally saw a special person. The other person was somewhat alluring, tall, with snow-white skin, bright red lips, and a pair of captivating and affectionate eyes.

Yunxia: "System, who is this girl? She's so beautiful, she must be the most beautiful woman in the martial arts world."

The system reads, "She is Liu Ruchen, the leader of the Demonic Sect. After her twin brother died, she lived as a man. She has developed gender identity disorder and has always believed that she is a man."

The woman on the stage displayed fierce swordplay, each move filled with killing intent, and soon she had knocked down several of the previous victors in the sword duel.

The expected cheers did not come. Instead, chaos erupted on the arena as someone shouted, "That's the leader of the Demonic Cult! Where are you going, you demon?"

Yunxia could see clearly from below the arena that her opponent was not fighting at full strength, and was probably just there to cause trouble, with no intention of harming anyone.

"Tsk, you managed to spot me even dressed as a woman. You really know me well. I'll come back for the next sword tournament."