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

Wen Shubai went and got a washbasin, which was filled with water.

Ji Chaoxi stood in front of the washbasin with a serious expression.

Seeing how tense she was, Wen Shubai chuckled and said, "Junior Sister, you can relax a bit."

"oh oh!"

Ji Chaoxi placed her hand on the water and closed her eyes.

Wen Shubai's voice was gentle: "Junior Sister, don't try to freeze it, but feel the movement in your hand."

He gently grasped her fingertips and guided her hand downwards.

"Feel the pulsation of the water and let it settle down."

Ji Chaoxi felt a surge of spiritual energy coming from Wen Shubai's hand, guiding the spiritual energy within her body.

As time passed, the calm surface of the water in the basin gradually turned into wisps of extremely fine icy mist.

Wen Shubai asked softly, "Junior Sister, how do you feel?"

Ji Chaoxi frowned deeply, carefully sensing the sensation. Suddenly, she spoke up, "Senior Brother, my hands feel very hot, like they've been burned."

Wen Shubai was stunned for a moment, then quickly released Ji Chaoxi's hand and apologized, "I'm sorry, Junior Sister, I forgot to control my spiritual power."

Ji Chaoxi also breathed a sigh of relief; she had thought that the intense heat meant her meridians were about to explode.

After practicing a few more times, Ji Chaoxi was able to freeze the water in the basin without Wen Shubai's help.

In the afternoon, Ji Chaoxi began to learn how to control her spiritual power.

Her spiritual power gathered at her fingertips; she wanted to freeze the water droplets on the petals, but she was not allowed to harm the flower itself.

Ji Chaoxi was sweating profusely from exhaustion. The first time, she froze the entire table, and the second time, she froze the entire flower. The flower wilted immediately after thawing.

Wen Shubai sat to the side reading a book. Ji Chaoxi glanced at him cautiously, then secretly hid the frozen flowers behind the table.

She suddenly heard Wen Shubai behind her get up, and Ji Chaoxi quickly pretended to be serious.

"Junior Sister, how's your practice going?" Wen Shubai walked over, his voice gentle.

Ji Chaoxi coughed lightly: "It's alright, Senior Brother."

Wen Shubai's eyes crinkled as he stood aside, clearly intending to watch her freeze the droplet of water on the petal.

Ji Chaoxi looked up at Wen Shubai, who met her gaze and nodded encouragingly.

Ji Chaoxi stared silently at the drop of water.

"Senior Brother..."

Wen Shubai asked softly, "What's wrong, Junior Sister?"

Ji Chaoxi began to doubt herself again, and she often wavered on the question of whether she was a genius.

She held her breath, a wisp of cold air emanating from her fingertips. Just as she was about to freeze the droplet of water, a child's scream suddenly came from outside. Her hand trembled, and the spiritual energy bypassed the flower, spreading along Wen Shubai's fingertips.

"Click—"

Now, not only the flower, but Wen Shubai's entire hand, along with the table, is frozen.

"Big...Senior Brother!" Ji Chaoxi panicked, her hands moving in disarray.

She instinctively tried to warm the ice with the warmth of her hands, but instead, the ice spirit root within her body emitted even more spiritual power.

Wen Shubai's hands were frozen, and his entire lower body was frozen as well.

"I'm sorry, Senior Brother, I'll untie it for you right now..."

Ji Chaoxi's eyes turned red with anxiety.

How can her spiritual power be so domineering...?

Seeing her anxious expression, Wen Shubai suddenly felt a pang of unease. He said gently, "It's alright, junior sister."

He extended his other, unfrozen hand and pressed it onto the ice. He gently comforted her, "Don't worry, close your eyes now, feel the spiritual energy within the ice, don't reject it..."

Wen Shubai's gaze lingered on Ji Chaoxi's face. She looked frightened, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and a tear still clung to her hand.

The junior sister cried again. Was it because she was worried about him...?

Under Wen Shubai's deliberate guidance, Ji Chaoxi's spiritual power swirled around the ice. As her breathing gradually became steady, the ice began to crack and eventually turned into droplets of water, and the ice melted.

Upon hearing the sound, Ji Chaoxi immediately gripped Wen Shubai's hand tightly, her eyes welling up with tears again.

The eldest brother's hands were bruised from the cold...

He was never this badly frozen, not even when he was in the abyss.

"Senior Brother, does your hand hurt a lot?" Ji Chaoxi's voice was trembling with tears.

Wen Shubai's hands, which were just bluish, are now turning a bit purplish...

She kept rubbing his hands, wrapping them tightly around his body.

Wen Shubai let her hold his hand and rub it, feeling her soft fingertips, and gently comforted her, "It won't hurt, junior sister."

Ji Chaoxi hurriedly went to the waiter to get a hot water bottle. She stuffed the hot water bottle into Wen Shubai's hand and warmed his hand with guilt.

She suddenly remembered that Wen Shubai had a fire elemental root. Her eyes lit up, and she looked up at him: "Senior Brother, can't a fire elemental root warm one's hands?"

His hands were still so cold, but his fire elemental root should be able to warm them up on its own.

Wen Shubai paused, then frowned slightly, a rare hint of doubt in his eyes: "Junior Sister, so fire spirit roots can be used like this?"

Ji Chaoxi looked at him expectantly. If her senior brother could help her warm up, he could definitely warm up himself too.

But it turned out that it wasn't possible.

Ji Chaoxi sighed regretfully and continued to use the hot water bottle to warm Wen Shubai's hands.

Wen Shubai looked down at Ji Chaoxi, who was covered in sweat from exhaustion, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Junior Sister, I didn't help you and caused you trouble."

Ji Chaoxi frowned and looked at him seriously: "What are you saying, Senior Brother? This is my fault, what does it have to do with you?"

She felt that her senior brother might have a bit of a people-pleasing personality.

Ji Chaoxi couldn't help but ask, "Senior Brother, you've saved your fellow disciples so many times, but they abandoned you after you were injured. Aren't you angry?"

Wen Shubai smiled as he looked at her indignant expression: "Junior Sister, I'm not angry."

"Why?" Ji Chaoxi asked, puzzled.

Wen Shubai said gently, "These are the rules for the Tianjue Sect's training sessions, and everyone is just following them."

Ji Chaoxi was silent for a while before speaking, "Then you, Senior Brother, don't follow the rules either. You've saved us so many times."

Wen Shubai was speechless and chuckled softly.

Seeing Wen Shubai still smiling, Ji Chaoxi was furious. She muttered, "Senior Brother, go ahead and save him. Let's see who saves you next time you're abandoned. You seem to enjoy saving people so much anyway."

Wen Shubai wanted to explain to her, but when he saw her red eyes, he couldn't say a word.

"Junior Sister..." he whispered, his voice still slightly hesitant.

Ji Chaoxi didn't say anything or look at him, and Wen Shubai's heart suddenly panicked. He was already used to her smiling at him. Looking at her puffed-up face, he felt extremely suffocated.

Wen Shubai gently tugged at her sleeve, his voice hoarse: "Junior Sister, don't be angry, I won't save you next time."

Actually, he was afraid that the monsters might accidentally hurt her, so he simply rushed to the front.

Suddenly, a cloud popped out from the sky and tentatively patted Ji Chaoxi's head.

"Snap—"

The next second, the cloud was slapped directly onto Wen Shubai's face. Wen Shubai took the cloud off his face, a smile in his eyes.

"Junior Sister".

Ji Chaoxi felt incredibly guilty, but still declared confidently, "I'll smash it!"

Wen Shubai looked at her and chuckled, "Junior Sister, feel free to smash it if you want."