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

The climate in Tianjue Sect is gradually getting cooler, and the pine trees, which are usually green, are now covered with a layer of frost.

In the first few days after the weather turned cooler, some disciples would stay behind for extra training after the training ended, but later on, almost no disciples stayed behind after the training in the martial arts arena ended.

"Would you like to stay and practice a little longer?" the disciple asked hesitantly.

Today's swordplay was quite difficult; he hadn't mastered it yet.

Gu Wuyou shrank her neck, looking at him in disbelief: "Are you crazy? It's so cold!"

He wouldn't want to come at all if he wasn't forced to come every morning; he felt like his face was frozen.

Gu Wuyou not only didn't want to train himself, but he also dragged away several disciples who were hesitant about whether to have extra training.

Why scold me? Aren't you happy staying in your own yard?

The group of people walked forward in a huddle, their eyes involuntarily falling on the two people practicing swordsmanship not far away.

"The senior brother and junior sister are both training," a voice said softly.

Gu Wuyou's teeth chattered from the cold: "What do you care about them? Is that training?"

These two haven't been training properly at all!

Wen Shubai was still wearing his moon-white robe, while Ji Chaoxi was wearing something thicker.

"Junior sister, your swordplay must be steady, and your mind must be calm."

Wen Shubai's voice was gentle. He walked behind her, naturally covering her hand that held the sword, and guided her step by step as she wielded the sword.

Ji Chaoxi practiced diligently, with Wen Shubai's voice constantly ringing in her ears. Ji Chaoxi looked at the snow on the sword, and her eyes suddenly lit up.

The moment the sword tip was raised, Ji Chaoxi's wrist trembled slightly.

"Snap—"

A small clump of snowflakes suddenly hit Wen Shubai's face, and a few even clung to his eyelashes and slid into his gentle eyes.

Ji Chaoxi pretended not to notice, her eyes crinkling as she lowered her head to suppress a laugh.

"Oops! Senior Brother, I'm so sorry, I accidentally got snow on your face."

Wen Shubai didn't brush the snow off his face. He looked at her smirking, his eyes full of indulgence.

He chuckled softly, lowered his head slightly, and before Ji Chaoxi could react, he gently cupped her face and pressed his snow-covered face against her warm cheek.

"hiss--"

Ji Chaoxi shivered from the cold, but he held her tightly in his arms.

The melted snow water spread across their skin.

Wen Shubai put his arm around her, his voice tinged with laughter: "Junior Sister, we're even now."

Wen Shubai and Ji Chaoxi didn't even try to hide, so their affair naturally came to the attention of the sect leader.

As night fell, the floating immortal island of the Heavenly Absolute Sect was reduced to a mere outline in the darkness.

Wen Shubai was just coming out of the Marrow Cleansing Pool when a disciple stood hesitantly at the entrance.

"Senior Brother, the Sect Master wants to see you."

Wen Shubai paused for a moment, then followed his disciple to the Immortal Island.

The immortal island was surrounded by thunderclouds, and a floating bridge made of mysterious ice led to it.

He was familiar with this road, but it had been a long time since he had been here.

Upon entering the pavilion, one can feel an all-pervasive Daoist intent, carrying a faint sense of oppression.

"Sect Master, Second Elder."

Wen Shubai bowed respectfully.

The Second Elder kept giving Wen Shubai meaningful glances, but unfortunately, no one except himself knew what his constantly twitching eyes meant.

Wen Shubai looked at the Second Elder in silence. He was very grateful to the Second Elder, but he really couldn't understand it.

He suddenly thought of Ji Chaoxi, perhaps his junior sister could understand.

The bitter-smelling smoke swirled in the main hall, and the sect leader absentmindedly tossed the now-cold tea leaves.

Wen Shubai knelt on the black ice bricks, his back ramrod straight.

"Shu Bai, you are the most likely sword master to ascend to the Heavenly Absolute Sect, but your Heartless Golden Core is now filled with emotional threads."

The sect leader's tone grew increasingly cold: "Do you have anything to explain to me?"

Wen Shubai's voice was clear and pleasant, and his speaking speed was neither too fast nor too slow.

"Master, the Dao is inherently emotionless, but people have roots. If my future does not include my junior sister, then immortality is nothing but torture for me."

"I'm afraid... this path of ruthlessness is not suitable for me."

He bent down, his forehead touching the ground with a soft thud.

"This disciple is willing to accept all punishment."

The hall fell into a deathly silence.

The Second Elder was extremely anxious. This Wen Shubai was such a fool! Didn't he understand any roundabout tactics?

He could have easily made up a lie to fool the sect leader...

If Wen Shubai is expelled from the Tianjue Sect, his major client Ji Chaoxi will most likely also be gone, since her parents ask him every day why he left the Tianjue Sect.

What about his gold?!

The Second Elder seemed to have lost all will to live.

After a long while, the sect leader finally let out a disappointed sigh.

"Lust can cloud judgment!"

The second elder was pacing anxiously nearby. He cleared his throat and tentatively asked, "Shu Bai has really gone too far this time, Sect Master. How about we punish him by sending him to the forbidden snow mountain to plant immortal herbs?"

The sect leader's face was extremely ugly. Before he could speak, the second elder quickly began to shoo people away.

"Wen Shubai, hurry up and plant the immortal herbs! Hurry up and go!"

Wen Shubai lowered his eyes and bowed, saying, "This disciple takes his leave."

As soon as Wen Shubai left the Immortal Island, several disciples stayed by his side.

The moonlight shone on the snow, giving it a faint blue hue. The surroundings were very quiet, with only the sound of footsteps on the snow.

Wen Shubai stopped in front of Ji Chaoxi's courtyard, where he could faintly hear Ji Chaoxi and Liuli's voices.

His fingertips curled slightly as he gently tapped the wooden door a few times.

The noise inside suddenly stopped, and the disciples standing to the side exchanged silent glances.

Footsteps soon came from inside the door, and with a creak, Ji Chaoxi, wearing a thick cloak, came out.

"Senior Brother!"

Ji Chaoxi's eyes lit up immediately; she knew it must have been him knocking on the door.

Looking at her, Wen Shubai's eyes flashed with a smile. He gently touched her face and asked softly, "Are you cold?"

Ji Chaoxi shook her head, looking at the disciples beside her with a puzzled expression. The disciples calmly looked up at the sky, avoiding her gaze.

They didn't want to be the bad guys who broke up a couple.

Wen Shubai took out a storage pouch and placed it in Ji Chaoxi's hand. He said softly, "Junior Sister, this is a Spirit Gathering Pill. Take one a day."

"I've annotated that volume of the Shangqing Sword Classic. If you're bored, just look at the parts I've marked in red."

The brocade pouch was heavy, carrying a rich spiritual energy.

Ji Chaoxi was still a little confused and looked at him expectantly: "Senior Brother, are you going on a training trip? I want to go too. I'm really strong now."

She didn't want to be separated from her senior brother.

Wen Shubai felt a pang of sadness and gently stroked her hair: "Junior Sister, this is a mission that the Sect Master assigned to me personally. No one else can go with me. How about I come find you after I complete the mission?"

Ji Chaoxi looked at him without saying a word.

The disciples nearby silently turned away.

"When are you coming back? What if I miss you?" Ji Chaoxi's eyes were a little red.

Wen Shubai's heart tightened, and he lowered his voice: "Junior Sister, I will definitely come back as soon as possible. I will write to you often. If you miss me, come to my courtyard to play."

Seeing that Ji Chaoxi was still biting her lip and wouldn't let go, Wen Shubai sighed, gently hugged her, and kissed her on the lips.

"Wait for me to come back, okay?"

Ji Chaoxi nestled in his arms and nodded sullenly.

Is it because her cultivation level is not high enough that the sect leader doesn't allow her to go with her senior brother?

At this moment, Liuli was still chewing on her food as she took notes seriously.

At this moment, Immortal Master Ji had no idea that this would be her last meeting with her senior brother, an event that would have a profound impact on her future ascension to godhood.