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

After learning that Ji Chaoxi had spiritual roots, Liuli wanted to spend all her time reading his biography.

Her young lady is about to become famous, so she has to stand up straight!

Ji Chaoxi waited for Liu Fuyin for several days before finally getting a chance to meet her.

Liu Fuyin had just finished training. She looked at Ji Chaoxi, whose eyes were burning with intensity, and her lips twitched.

"You all go first, I'll go later," Liu Fuyin said to the disciple beside her.

The other disciples looked at Liu Fuyin with some sympathy. They didn't know what grudge these two had against each other. They hadn't had enough of fighting the first time, so they had to fight a second time.

Liu Fuyin also knew why Ji Chaoxi came to find her. Wasn't it because he had spiritual roots and wanted to fight her?

Liu Fuyin has never been afraid of anyone in her life.

The two locked eyes and immediately began to fight. At first, they used spiritual energy to fight, but they both found it boring and started hand-to-hand combat.

"Liu Fuyin, I have spiritual roots now too!" Ji Chaoxi shouted with difficulty.

Liu Fuyin was locked up by her, her face turning bright red.

How come this butcher's strength has increased again? Could it be that she really mastered the training?

She gripped Ji Chaoxi's leg tightly and sneered, "So what? I had it a long time ago! My spiritual root came before yours!"

Liuli sat on the tree, reading aloud and writing diligently.

After his training, Immortal Ji's strength increased significantly, and Liu Fuyin was completely powerless to resist.

They dislike using spiritual power in combat; only hand-to-hand combat can showcase a woman's true strength.

As a result, Ji Chaoxi and Liu Fuyin were captured by the elders of the Discipline Hall again.

There are still well-meaning people reporting it.

In the end, Ji Chaoxi was taken back by Wen Shubai, and Liu Fuyin was taken back by her senior sister.

Each has its own troubles.

The setting sun shone on the mountain peaks, gilding the entire Tianjue Sect with a golden edge, and the afterglow stretched the shadows of the two people very long.

"I just hooked Liu Fuyin with my left hand and took her under control!" Ji Chaoxi was still reviewing the hand-to-hand combat that had just taken place.

I didn't expect her strength to have increased again. Now, even if two Liu Fuyins came... well, she probably couldn't beat them...

But she could definitely beat Liu Fuyin.

Wen Shubai chuckled softly as he followed beside her.

"Senior Brother, why don't we have a fight too?" Ji Chaoxi said eagerly.

Wen Shubai looked at the sunset not far away, smiled and shook his head.

"Why!" Ji Chaoxi pleaded, grabbing Wen Shubai's hand. "Please, Senior Brother, let's have a fight!"

Wen Shubai looked down at her, his eyes full of laughter: "Junior Sister, I can't beat you."

Ji Chaoxi looked at him angrily: "Senior Brother, you lied to me again. If you can't beat me, just call me Senior Sister."

"Senior Sister," Wen Shubai said gently.

Ji Chaoxi met his gaze, her face flushed, and she walked forward with her head down, saying, "I don't want to talk to you anymore."

Wen Shubai gently tugged at Ji Chaoxi's sleeve and chuckled softly, "But I want to talk to my senior sister."

"Don't call me 'senior sister' anymore!"

"Alright, junior sister..."

"And you're not allowed to call me 'Junior Sister'!"

"Okay, Xixi..."

"..."

Several elders nearby watched this scene in silence.

The Second Elder's lips twitched.

The elder of the Discipline Hall was very familiar with Ji Chaoxi. She frowned and asked, "What's this?"

Is this the normal distance between senior and junior students?

The Second Elder met her gaze and said with a fake smile, "Don't look at me, I don't know either."

No one could understand what was happening.

At least he couldn't understand it.

The alley was filled with the fragrance of locust blossoms, and the courtyard was extremely quiet, except for the occasional sound of a child crying.

An oil lamp was lit in the room, its light swaying gently in the breeze.

The sound of turning the pages of a letter filled the room, and the two people reading it looked serious.

"What do you think?" Ji Yingjin leaned back in his chair after reading the letter.

Liu Dazhuang closed his eyes: "It's over!"

The letter described her training trip, the newly opened restaurant at the foot of the mountain, and her fight with Liu Fuyin, but it didn't mention anything about the Path of Ruthlessness.

Ji Yingjin pointed to a sentence on the letter.

[Mom and Dad, I suddenly realize I'm pretty amazing. Talent really can't be hidden, hehe.]

Liu Dazhuang looked utterly hopeless. Although it wasn't specified what kind of talent it was, it was clearly a talent for cultivating immortality.

Ji Yingjin took a deep breath and said in a deep voice, "Liu Canfu's daughter rarely writes back all year round. The only reason Xixi is writing back to us now is because she hasn't been gone long enough."

"If Xixi is truly influenced by the Heartless Path, then we'll be the next Liu Canfu!"

The two exchanged a glance, and a grand plan was born.

Meanwhile, in another courtyard, Liu Canfu was watching the silkworms while writing a letter to Liu Fuyin.

"My dear daughter, the empress in the palace has taken a liking to our family's silk. When are you coming back to inherit the family business?"

He wrote a lot intermittently, and finally asked the question as usual.

Can we please not actually incorporate that heartless moral philosophy into our thinking?

His daughter is so ruthless now because she has learned that ruthless way of life.

Previously, my replies to him were over twenty words long, but now they're no more than ten words...

It must be because the Heavenly Absolute Sect didn't want his daughter to write more!

He really regrets it now...

But there's no going back in life, just like he can't put the silk that the silkworm has spun back into its mouth.

Liu Canfu sighed, while the round silkworms in the bamboo basket beside him were shaking their heads and spinning silk.

The disciples of Tianjue Sect have been training very hard during this period, and the sect's grand examination is coming soon, which will test their training results.

The disciples in the training ground practiced their swordsmanship diligently, their foreheads covered in sweat. The spiritual energy of the Tianjue Sect permeated the air, nourishing all things within the sect.

"Shu Bai's cultivation seems to have improved quite a bit again." The elder stroked his beard, a smile on his face.

We should see Shu Bai ascend to immortality very soon.

Both in temperament and talent, he is the most suitable to cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness.

I thought he would harbor resentment towards his fellow disciples because he was abandoned, but I didn't expect that even so, he didn't develop any inner demons, and his spiritual power remained as pure as before.

Rocks flew everywhere from the cliff, and the ancient trees around were also ravaged by the sword energy. The air here was very cold, and every breath was chilling.

The longsword pierced the air, leaving a sword aura several feet long. Wen Shubai's sword swings became faster and faster, and his eyes were bloodshot.

He had to enter a state of selflessness, but the more he tried to forget, the clearer her image became. Wen Shubai's face turned pale, and the veins on his forehead bulged.

How could his inner demons suddenly appear now...?

His fingers, gripping the sword, turned white. He forcibly suppressed his inner demons, and his breathing became increasingly rapid.

This can't go on...

Just as Wen Shubai gritted his teeth and prepared to wield his sword to shatter the illusion, the water droplets suddenly transformed into the appearance of Ji Chaoxi.

She stood amidst the silhouettes and smiled at him somewhat shyly.

"Senior Brother."

Wen Shubai's pupils suddenly contracted, and the sword energy that was supposed to attack ahead stopped abruptly in front of her.

The sword energy backfired, and Wen Shubai coughed up a mouthful of blood. He lowered his head, panting heavily, his disheveled long hair obscuring his expression. His hand, which was supporting him on the ground, trembled uncontrollably...