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

Ji Chaoxi and Xie Qingyan returned to the mansion very late. Xie Qingyan held her hand with his left hand and carried two lanterns with his right.

Ji Chaoxi was excitedly looking up at him and saying something, while Xie Qingyan's eyes were full of smiles.

"I told you to think this through, and this is what you really think?" An angry voice interrupted their conversation.

Master Changsong stood at the door, so angry that he blew his beard and glared.

He originally thought Xie Qingyan would at least stay in the house and think about his sect's friendship and his cultivation over the past twenty years, but he actually went to see the lantern festival with this female ghost!

Zhixuan stood silently to the side.

Xie Qingyan nodded to Master Changsong: "Master."

"The lantern festival in Beijing is beautiful; you should go and see it too."

Master Changsong was furious: "I'm afraid I won't live to see it!"

He glared at Ji Chaoxi, who was standing next to Xie Qingyan. Ji Chaoxi was watching the parrot ghost peeping from the tree. When she saw Master Changsong glaring at her, she smiled.

Master Changsong: ...

"How long are you going to keep fooling around with this...this woman?!"

He really didn't understand why he was so fixated on this female ghost. What was so good about her?

Xie Qingyan lowered his eyes: "It's getting late, Master, you should go and rest."

Nagamatsu Masato stared in disbelief at the two figures as they walked away.

"You unfilial disciple! Your master is still here, and you dare to share a room with her?!"

Zhi Xuan silently complained to himself, "They've been living in the same room for so long, how could they stop living together just because Master is here?"

The master is really something, breaking up a loving couple.

It took Master Changsong a while to calm down after he was so angry that he suddenly spoke.

"It must have been that female ghost who seduced Qingyan."

"How could that be!" Zhi Xuan immediately jumped out, trying his best to protect the only two companions in the manor who listened to his nonsense.

"Miss Ji is so honest, how could she possibly seduce Senior Brother? And what ghost would dare to risk their life to seduce him!"

"This disciple believes that it must have been Senior Brother who seduced Miss Ji."

Poor Miss Ji had no human form before and could only wander aimlessly in the human world. As soon as the eldest brother saw Miss Ji, he clung to her and forcibly kept her by his side.

This is Zhixuan's version.

He looked up and saw the unfriendly look in Changsong Zhenren's eyes, and he immediately fell silent.

"Are you out of your mind? You're siding with outsiders! I think you've been bewitched by that female ghost too! Go and receive your punishment!"

Zhi Xuan reluctantly replied, "Yes."

Early the next morning, Xie Qingyan went directly to Master Changsong.

Taoist robes, swords, and various magical implements were laid out on the table.

"Master, I have thought it through and I have decided to return to secular life."

Master Changsong was so angry that his chest ached. He had only said a few words last night, yet Xie Qingyan couldn't bear to hear even a single bad word about that female ghost.

Zhi Xuan sighed repeatedly from the side, "Master, please don't break up other people's relationships. Love between a human and a ghost is already difficult enough."

"Shut up!"

"Oh……"

Master Changsong sighed, "Humans and ghosts, good and evil, have always been opposites. Qingyan, if you only wish to be involved in worldly affairs, I can reluctantly agree. But for you to be with a female ghost is completely against human ethics!"

Xie Qingyan listened in silence, then spoke up: "Master, if humans are righteous and ghosts are evil, then how do you explain those who harm the people? And isn't that unfair to ghosts who have never harmed anyone?"

Zhi Xuan nodded vigorously, "That's right, that's right."

Master Changsong frowned deeply, suppressing his anger: "Then what about your Dao? You've sought the Dao for twenty years, aren't you going to continue exploring it?"

Xie Qingyan looked earnestly at Master Changsong: "Master, I have found the Dao that I desire."

She is his path.

Master Changsong sighed helplessly and waved for him to leave.

In a daze, he thought of that figure from twenty years ago, swaying and standing on a stake in the snow.

While the other young Taoist disciples were slacking off, Xie Qingyan was meticulously wielding his wooden sword in the biting cold wind.

Xie Qingyan read the scriptures by candlelight until late every night. He had every rule of the Taoist temple engraved in his bones, and in the past twenty years, he had never made a mistake.

Even if his fellow disciples were jealous of him and tried to trip him up behind his back, he strictly abided by the rules of the temple and would not take action.

Master Changsong once thought that he was afraid of those disciples, which was why he didn't fight back. Later, he realized that he really didn't care, and that his mind was truly only focused on cultivating the Tao.

At that time, Xie Qingyan was the most obedient and also the most ruthless disciple in Taichu Temple. His path of seeking the Dao never deviated in the slightest. He was born to follow the Dao.

Master Changsong never expected things to turn out this way.

The capital city is heavily guarded, with an excessive amount of yang energy, and is filled with formations for catching ghosts, so Ji Chaoxi has lost a lot of freedom here.

Xie Qingyan never intended to stay in the capital for long.

He chose a mountain suitable for nourishing her soul—Yunqi Mountain.

Yunqi Mountain is shrouded in mist all year round, with abundant yin energy, and there is also a cold pool with pure yin energy, which is most suitable for her to improve her cultivation.

Not far from the foot of the mountain is a small town with a market and a teahouse. If she gets bored, she can go down the mountain to stroll around.

Xie Qingyan didn't care about other people's opinions, nor did he care whether he could gain the approval of Master Changsong. He just wanted to do what he wanted to do.

So one morning, Xie Qingyan and Ji Chaoxi left the capital.