Quick Transmigration: Don't Let an Honest Man Become a Villainous Supporting Female Character

Before the dawn had faded, a pair of greedy eyes hid behind the leaves.

She had been following them for several days and had seen how the Taoist priest channeled vital energy into the female ghost.

Since that Taoist priest is so kind, let her absorb some of the energy too.

Ji Chaoxi and the others continued walking when they suddenly saw an old woman with a full head of white hair sitting on a large rock, rubbing her ankle and groaning repeatedly.

The old woman was dressed in coarse cloth and wore a string of Buddhist prayer beads on her wrist; she looked extremely pitiful.

She wiped away her tears with her calloused hands, and inadvertently saw two people not far away. Her eyes were full of pleading.

"Taoist priest, young lady, can you help me up? I can't walk anymore."

Xie Qingyan frowned as she looked at the old woman covered in injuries: "Grandma, how did you get so badly injured?"

"Master, I came up the mountain to gather mountain delicacies, but I accidentally fell down."

Ji Chaoxi followed behind, carrying the bundle, observing the old lady.

She didn't sense any ghostly aura from the old woman. She tentatively approached, but was burned by the Buddhist beads in the old woman's hand and took two steps back. Xie Qingyan immediately helped her up.

The old lady looked at Ji Chaoxi with some confusion: "What's wrong with this young lady?"

Xie Qingyan subtly shielded Ji Chaoxi behind her.

"Grandma, let me treat your wounds first."

The old woman burst into tears: "Luckily, I met a kind person, otherwise I really wouldn't know what to do with my old bones."

By the time the wound was treated, it was completely dark.

The old lady looked at them with remorse: "It's all my fault, I delayed your descent from the mountain."

Xie Qingyan shook his head and said calmly, "The immortal path values ​​life and extends boundless salvation to all beings. The old man need not take it to heart."

The fire in the open space continued to burn, and the old woman's forehead was covered in sweat. She gritted her teeth and walked away.

Seeing Ji Chaoxi looking at her, the old lady smiled at her, and Ji Chaoxi smiled back shyly.

With outsiders present, Ji Chaoxi didn't dare to be too open about it, and simply leaned lightly against Xie Qingyan.

Xie Qingyan glanced at her and let her hold his hand. A warm feeling immediately flowed into Ji Chaoxi's pulse, and Ji Chaoxi comfortably rubbed her palm against his.

Xie Qingyan paused for a moment. The skin on her face had an extremely pleasantly cool feel; she could feel its softness, but she couldn't sense any blood vessels.

The old lady across from me had red eyes.

She hadn't absorbed the Taoist's yang energy in a long time.

She looked at Ji Chaoxi next to Xie Qingyan and saw that Ji Chaoxi only took a little before stopping, which made her even more disappointed in her.

Suck it in, suck it in more, drain all the yang energy from this Taoist priest and turn him into a dried-up corpse.

The Taoist priests killed so many ghosts; they deserved to die the most.

The old lady's expression began to distort. Ji Chaoxi noticed the gaze from the other side, looked over, and was startled by the old lady's expression.

The old lady quickly composed herself and smiled gently at Ji Chaoxi.

Ji Chaoxi: ...

That's scary.

She was just about to whisper a reminder to Xie Qingyan when the old lady across from her spoke up.

"What is the relationship between the Taoist priest and this young lady?" the old lady asked curiously.

Xie Qingyan calmly replied, "We are fellow disciples."

Ji Chaoxi nodded immediately.

The old lady smiled and said nothing more.

Would a Taoist temple accept a ghost as its junior sister?

The old lady couldn't figure out Ji Chaoxi's attitude towards Xie Qingyan; she could only tell that Ji Chaoxi was very dependent on the Taoist priest next to her.

To be honest, stealing another ghost's lover isn't something to be proud of.

However, this Taoist priest had too much yang energy; she would feel unworthy of her status if she didn't drain him dry.

The old woman shakily pulled out a few plump white steamed buns from the bamboo basket beside her: "Young lady, Taoist priest, I have a few more steamed buns here. They'll spoil if we don't eat them soon. Let's share them."

The old lady almost tripped and fell when she came over to bring them steamed buns.

Xie Qingyan politely declined, saying, "Old man, please keep it for yourself. My junior sister and I are not hungry."

The old woman's hand trembled, and she began to cry. One moment she said they looked down on her, an old woman, and the next she said her steamed buns were worthless. She cried louder and louder, as if she were mourning a funeral.

"Why is my life so miserable? My children and grandchildren are unfilial, and even the Taoist priestess who helps me won't eat my steamed buns."

"This is my fate, my fate, Mother—please come back and see your son, my life is so bitter—"

She sat on the ground, clapping her hands and striking the ground, tears streaming down her face. Her voice was so powerful that it scared away the birds perched in the trees.

The old lady was crying so hard that she suddenly choked on her own breath, coughing incessantly until her face turned completely red.

The other ghosts in the woods curiously poked their heads out.

Ji Chaoxi stared at her in disbelief.

Xie Qingyan seemed to have seen many such scenes before. He calmly took the steamed bun from the old lady's hand and said, "Then thank you, old lady. It's just that my junior sister really can't eat anymore."

The old lady was about to refuse immediately, thinking that if she didn't eat the ghost, what if they started fighting?

She met Ji Chaoxi's innocent gaze and remained silent for a while.

"Then the girl doesn't need to eat, right?"

This ghost definitely can't beat her.

If a fight breaks out, she might be the first to run away.

Not long after, Ji Chaoxi fell asleep buried in her Taoist robe, while Xie Qingyan leaned against a tree trunk, seemingly under the influence of the medicine, and drifted into a deep sleep.

Suddenly, a grinding sound came from the quiet woods. The old woman, who had just been hunched over, was now covered in ghostly energy and dragged her knife as she walked step by step toward Ji Chaoxi and the others.

"How wonderful...such wonderful yang energy..."

The old lady's voice was extremely hoarse.

A sudden burst of black energy rushed towards Xie Qingyan. Just as the sharp knife was about to reach Xie Qingyan, Xie Qingyan calmly opened his eyes, showing no sign of sleepiness whatsoever.

Xie Qingyan's fingertip fire exploded instantly, burning the iron knife. The old lady spat out a mouthful of black blood and let out a piercing scream. Her five fingers formed hooks, and she was about to grab Ji Chaoxi, who was sleeping soundly next to her.

Xie Qingyan's calm face cracked instantly. Without thinking, he instinctively used his hand to block it.

"laugh--"

The sound of flesh being torn apart was particularly clear in the woods.

The old ghost was forced back by the palm strike filled with Dao energy. Weakly clutching his abdomen, he vanished into the night.

Xie Qingyan quietly looked at the remaining soul fragments in her hand.

This ghost is the transformed form of the old locust tree.

He stretched out his right hand, and a wisp of sword energy immediately condensed at his fingertips, quickly enveloping Ji Chaoxi.

At this moment, the old ghost was hiding behind a tree, panting heavily. He had finally managed to regain his body, but now he was injured, and he didn't know how much yang energy he would need to recover.

This Taoist priest is really scary.

Just as she was secretly rejoicing at her escape, a cold hand precisely pierced through her body. The pure Dao Fire erupted silently, and before the old ghost could even scream, he was kneaded into a ball by that cold power.

The woods fell silent again.

Xie Qingyan calmly looked at the blood-stained pill in her hand.

This ghost doesn't need to be recorded in the merit book.