Quick Transmigration: I'm the Villain's Assistant to the Protagonist

Shen Ying quickly waved her hand and explained, "No, I'm not a new junior sister, I'm just the Immortal Lord's personal maid."

Upon seeing the three, Shen Ying couldn't help but secretly sized them up. Senior Brother Li Yifeng seemed to have a forthright personality and spoke directly; he should be easy to get along with.

Senior Sister Lin Wan'er has a gentle face and a kind and friendly smile; she must be a considerate person.

Senior Brother Zhao Xuan had a firm gaze, giving people a sense of composure and reliability.

There is a significant difference between the status of a menial disciple and that of an inner disciple.

Normally, servant disciples have almost no chance to see these prodigies.

At this moment, Shen Ying looked slightly nervous and bowed to them rather reservedly, saying respectfully, "Greetings, senior brothers and sisters."

After everyone greeted Shen Ying, Qingyu Immortal Lord remained calm, glanced at Shen Ying slightly, and said softly, "Come with me."

After speaking, his robes fluttered as he took the lead and walked forward. Shen Ying dared not hesitate for a moment and followed closely behind.

Along the way, Immortal Lord Qingyu walked with ease, surrounded by an aura of immortality, attracting the attention of the passing servants and disciples.

Shen Ying gazed at his tall, straight back, her heart filled with curiosity and awe.

Before long, they arrived at the residence of Immortal Lord Qingyu. The place was quiet and peaceful, surrounded by lush flowers and plants, like a pure land in a fairyland.

Immortal Lord Qingyu's residence is located at the top of Qingyu Peak, a place rich in spiritual energy and shrouded in mist, resembling a fairyland.

His residence, "Qingyixuan," is surrounded by lush bamboo groves. A gentle breeze rustles the bamboo leaves, as if they are whispering.

Upon entering Qingyixuan, Shen Ying was first greeted by a small courtyard with bluestone slabs on the ground and tender green moss growing in the gaps, exuding a rustic charm.

A stone table and several stone benches were placed in the courtyard, and on the table was an ancient book that the immortal lord had not finished reading.

Shen Ying followed Immortal Lord Qingyu into the main room. The door was made of precious spiritual wood, and when she pushed it open, the room was filled with a faint sandalwood fragrance.

The elegant calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls add a touch of refinement to the room.

A carved sandalwood bed was placed by the window, with a lightly hanging bed curtain and soft bedding exuding a fresh fragrance.

One side of the room was filled with a huge bookshelf, which was filled with all kinds of magical manuals and strange tales.

On the other side was an antique weapon rack, displaying his collection of various divine weapons.

Shen Ying's gaze was drawn to the weapon rack, and she was secretly amazed.

As Qingyu Xianjun sat at his desk in the room, Shen Ying's gaze wandered around. Suddenly, she saw something on the desk that surprised her greatly: a very modern sapphire brooch.

She was very puzzled. How could there be such modern objects in this ancient cultivation world?

Shen Ying couldn't help but ask, "Immortal Lord, what... what is this? Why is it here?"

Immortal Lord Qingyu raised his eyes and looked at the brooch. A complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but he did not speak.

Shen Ying's curiosity grew stronger, and she cautiously asked again, "Immortal Lord, this object is so peculiar, could it have some special origin?"

Immortal Lord Qingyu stared intently at her until Shen Ying felt uneasy under his gaze, breaking the silence. He slowly said, "This is a long-buried past; let's not dwell on it."

Seeing this, Shen Ying didn't dare to ask any more questions, but the brooch seemed to possess a mysterious magic, constantly attracting her gaze.

Shen Ying was assigned to live in "Jingya Xiaozhu", which is the closest place to Qingyu Xianjun's residence.

Stepping into the courtyard, wisteria vines cascade down the walls, filling the air with their fragrance. A path paved with small pebbles leads to the wooden house.

There is a small pond in front of the wooden house, where several koi carp swim, and weeping willows stand beside it.

Inside, a wooden bed sits by the window, along with a dressing table and a wardrobe. A desk stands in front of the window, offering a view of the beautiful scenery outside.

At night, Shen Ying lay on her bed, gazing at the gauze curtains above. As a modern person, after arriving in this fairyland-like world of cultivation, she felt an intense urge to explore and discover this magical realm.

She wanted to taste the unique delicacies of this world, such as the spirit rice irrigated by the spirit spring, which she heard was plump and fragrant when cooked, and that a bite of it could fill one with spiritual energy; and the spirit honey that grew on cliffs, which was said to be sweet but not cloying and had the effect of nourishing the body and mind.

She wanted to see the wonders of this world, like the mysterious valley shrouded in mist all year round, where legend has it that countless rare spiritual plants and ancient relics are hidden; and the dreamlike starry sky, where the stars are as dazzling as jewels, as if you could reach out and pluck them from the sky.

She wanted to experience the wonders of this world, such as riding a flying sword and soaring freely in the sky, feeling the wind whistling in her ears; or attending a grand immortal assembly and witnessing immortals displaying their supernatural powers; or entering the mysterious scripture pavilion to explore those ancient and powerful immortal manuals.

However, she could only imagine all of this in her mind. She had a mission to complete, and only thirty days. If she failed to complete the mission, she would be eliminated. So, no matter how much she wanted to, she could only try her best to suppress her restless heart.

The next day at dawn, as Shen Ying mustered her spirits to prepare herself to be a dutiful personal maid to Immortal Lord Qingyu, she saw him carrying a jade tray, smiling at her and saying, "You've come, have breakfast."

Shen Ying was shocked. As far as she knew, cultivators of Qingyu Xianjun's level seemed to not need to eat, as if they were in a state of abstinence from grains!

As a low-level disciple, she did need to eat, but she hadn't eaten that morning. After all, she was new here and not familiar with the place, so she didn't know where to eat. She thought she would ask others for directions later.

Could it be that Immortal Lord Qingyu prepared breakfast especially for her? Is that possible? Such a thought surfaced in Shen Ying's mind, yet she dared not believe it.

Although Shen Ying couldn't believe it, the fact was that she was sitting obediently in front of the stone table, and happiness came unexpectedly.

Immortal Lord Qingyu placed the exquisite jade plate in his hand on the stone table, on which were several spiritual fruits that emitted a strange light.

The spiritual fruit was crystal clear, like the finest jade, and its peel was surrounded by wisps of spiritual energy.

Looking at Shen Ying, whose eyes were already glazed over, Qingyu Immortal Lord said gently, "Try this."

Shen Ying, who had been eager to try, did not hold back after hearing Qingyu Immortal Lord's words and reached out to take a spiritual fruit.

I took a big bite, and a burst of sweet juice filled my mouth. The taste seemed to contain all the beauty in the world, and the aroma of fruit filled the air, making me feel intoxicated.

Shen Ying squinted her eyes happily, her heart screaming: This is so delicious!

Immersed in the delicious food, Shen Ying didn't notice that Qingyu Xianjun was handing her a pastry that emitted a faint fragrance, which she accepted naturally without any sense of incongruity.

The pastries are adorned with precious flower petals, their colors enticing.

Shen Ying took a bite; the soft, sweet, and delicate texture made her eyes squint again at the unique flavor.

Next came a dish of bamboo shoots stewed with pigeon. The bamboo shoots were tender and crisp, and the pigeon meat was stewed until tender and flavorful. The broth was rich and delicious, emitting an enticing aroma.

There was also a plate of steamed fish, the fish body intact, the fish meat white as snow, melting in the mouth, with a faint sweetness.

Another dish is stir-fried spiritual vegetables and spiritual mushrooms. Various rare spiritual vegetables and spiritual mushrooms are cleverly combined, creating a colorful and rich flavor. Every bite is filled with the fresh aroma of nature.