After transmigrating into the book, I became the little sun of the crazy villain.

It cracked, it cracked!

"No, please!" Yun Zhao hurriedly pieced it back together. "Don't tear it. I was just saying it offhand. Be good, heal quickly."

I intended to use a provocation tactic, but who knew I'd end up losing the sword?

But the more she talked, the more Fu Guang cracked. In the end, Yun Zhao counted them and found that it had cracked into nine pieces.

Yun Zhao felt like the sky had fallen.

As she was pondering who to ask for help, the fragments of the Fuguang Sword quickly pieced themselves together, the dirty color of the blade fading and slowly turning into a bright gold.

Yun Zhao's eyes were filled with amazement. Her first thought was that Qi Yan Tiao's sword sheath was indeed a perfect match for Fu Guang!

The golden light grew brighter and brighter. Yun Zhao covered his eyes, and a fluffy ball of fluff suddenly jumped out from the light.

"Meow~"

The little furball tilted its head and looked at Yun Zhao, looking very cute, but Yun Zhao's whole body stiffened.

"you……"

Yun Zhao took two steps back, then quickly stepped forward and hugged the fluffy ball.

The spirit of the sword immediately started meowing: Master, you're holding me too tight, I can't breathe!

The cries were so pitiful that Yun Zhao quickly released it and cautiously called out "Mimi".

Fu Guang looked bewildered: Who is Mimi? I am your sword spirit, Fu Guang.

Although Yun Zhao didn't know what it was saying, judging from its expression, it didn't seem to recognize him.

She examined the sword spirit with a serious expression and confirmed that it was indeed her own fat cat, Mimi!

It was just when Mimi was little, a tiny little bundle, looking pitiful.

Yun Zhao murmured, "What's going on?"

The system suddenly appeared: "Host, this is your cat. Didn't you miss it when we were chatting before? So I brought it here for you to be your sword spirit."

"It's like it's asleep in your world, except that the animals in your world don't have intelligence, so the cat that becomes a sword spirit doesn't have its previous memories."

"And what happens after I get back?" Yun Zhao asked hurriedly, "Will Mimi come back with me?"

The system paused for a moment, then said, "...Yes."

Yun Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief. She picked up Mimi... no, she should be called Fu Guang now, and said, "Hello Fu Guang, please take care of me in the future!"

Fu Guang meowed: Howl, Master!

Looking at the tiny bundle of fur, Yun Zhao recalled the first time he saw Mimi. She had been locked in a cardboard box by some naughty children and was on the verge of death when she was rescued.

Even now, Mimi is still afraid of the dark and afraid of being alone in a room.

Fine, let's raise Mimi all over again. With her pig-raising skills, she'll definitely be able to grow her into a big truck!

Yun Zhao curved her eyebrows slightly, and a hint of tears seemed to glisten in the corners of her eyes.

Fu Guang licked her face.

You seem a little sad, but don't worry, you can lean on Mimi's chest.

Mimi will protect you~

……

The Grand Sect Competition is a major event held every five years in the cultivation world. Cultivators from all sects, large and small, who are at or below the Golden Core stage and above the Foundation Establishment stage, can participate.

The competition venue is a secret realm.

Xue Huairui reached the Foundation Establishment stage before the sect competition began. Due to her successive breakthroughs, her cultivation was somewhat unstable.

“Xiao Rui,” Master Guiyuan said sternly, “I know what you want to do, but you must not break through again before the sect competition ends!”

Xue Huairui quickly replied, "Master, I understand."

For this sect competition, Master Guiyuan and Lu Mingdao led the team, along with some elders.

Disciples of Hanyue Peak were already few in number. Since Master Hanyue had not yet emerged from seclusion, Mu Qianqian, his personal disciple, stood with Yun Zhao, accompanied by her two junior sisters.

On the spirit boat heading to the secret realm, seeing that most of the sect's participating disciples were gathered around Song Zhiyuan, Mu Qianqian said disdainfully, "Once the competition begins, they'll know who's stronger!"

"Zhaozhao, tell Qi Yan to cheer him on! I've been fed up with Song Zhiyuan's arrogant attitude for a long time!"

“Although I don’t want to admit it,” Yun Zhao shrugged, “Senior Sister, Song Zhiyuan has never been arrogant.”

Aside from keeping the original owner of the body on his toes, Song Zhiyuan has no other flaws.

In the original story, the original owner of Yun Zhao was not only a vicious female supporting character who bullied the villain, but also Song Zhiyuan's ATM.

The original owner dedicated everything to Song Zhiyuan, even clinging to Hanyue Peak to suck his blood and support him, but later he ended up with the female lead.

Original owner...

Because of unrequited love, he fell into demonic possession and died by the sword of a cultivator.

"You haven't seen it," Mu Qianqian scoffed. "Once you see it, you'll realize how much this person is putting on an act."

Yun Zhao asked curiously, "Senior sister, from what you're saying, you've seen it before?"

Mu Qianqian remained silent.

As they passed through the crowd, Yun Zhao and Song Zhiyuan met eyes. Song Zhiyuan paused for a moment, then gave her a calm smile.

[Affection level -2, current affection level 30]

Yun Zhao was startled and turned around. Sure enough, Qi Yan was standing behind her.

"Senior Sister," Qi Yan chuckled, "would you like something to eat?"

He was clearly smiling, but Yun Zhao felt as if he were being watched by a ferocious wild beast.

“Okay,” Yun Zhao said, taking out a few candied hawthorns. “Ayan, here you go.”

Only when she fed Qi Yan the candied hawthorn did Qi Yan's lips curl into a smile, "So sweet."

[Affection +5, Current Affection 35]

After that, the two of them took turns serving each other food and peeling shrimp for each other... until Song Zhiyuan got so angry that he left the public area, Qi Yan finally put down his chopsticks.

Qi Yan was satisfied. He told her and went to his room to cultivate.

Yun Zhao breathed a huge sigh of relief.

Mu Qianqian then leaned closer, "Zhaozhao, I didn't realize you were so afraid of him?"

Yun Zhao snorted: "If you're not afraid, then why didn't you come over just now?"

"Ahem," Mu Qianqian gave an awkward smile, "I just didn't want to bother you."

Qi Yan just now was... quite terrifying.

Back in his room, Song Zhiyuan set up a protective barrier and then smashed everything in the room until there was nothing left to smash.

“Qi Yan…”

Song Zhiyuan murmured, "Don't be arrogant. One day, I will imprison you again."

He tried the secret technique again, but for some reason, the secret technique to summon Qi Yan had stopped working recently.

It seems that after the sect competition ends, he will have to go home, and his father will surely know the reason.

"Senior brother, are you inside?"

Upon hearing Xue Huairui's voice, Song Zhiyuan tidied up the room and went to open the door for her.

Xue Huairui held a tray in her hand. "Senior brother, I noticed you hadn't eaten, so I brought you some food."

Song Zhiyuan smiled and said, "You're so kind. Come in."

Xue Huairui placed the food on the table. "Senior brother, please eat while it's hot. May I look at the books in your room?"

Song Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Of course, do as you please."

Xue Huairui took a book from the bookshelf and sat down at the table to read it. The two were sitting very close together, and Song Zhiyuan could smell a faint fragrance from time to time.

It smells like flowers, and it also smells like...

Song Zhiyuan took a light sniff; it looked familiar, but he just couldn't remember what it was.

Perhaps it's the kind of incense that young ladies like.

Song Zhiyuan didn't pay any attention.

The room was quiet. Xue Huairui lowered her eyes and smiled as she gently turned a page of her book.