A Journey Through the Martial World After Transforming into a Loli

Main Text: Chapter Fifty-Nine: Traveling with the Future "Hero"

"I'm asking you, are you even capable? It's only been a short time and you're already tired. Didn't you say you wanted to be a great hero? You're practically a shrimp now."

Facing the exhausted Zhao Yuxuan, Lin Xueyi's face was full of mockery, especially her sharp tongue, which fully exerted its destructive power.

Zhao Yuxuan, who claimed to want to become a "hero," was so angry at Lin Xueyi's words that he was too weak to even be angry anymore. He never expected that this girl was simply a devil.

He didn't believe that a true hero should bear heavy burdens, but with that look in her eyes that seemed to say, "If you can't even do this, how can you be a hero?", he agreed without really understanding what she meant.

But she actually made me carry this huge iron pot on my back, plus some luggage, such a heavy burden, and wouldn't even let me ride a horse. She wouldn't let her servants help me either.

Looking at Lin Xueyi's bright smile, Zhao Yuxuan wondered how he could have believed the words of a devil. No wonder there's a saying that "the most poisonous heart is a woman's."

"You must be thinking something rude."

Lin Xueyi squinted and glanced at the pitiful man who had no choice but to follow her car. She was helping him realize his dream of becoming a chivalrous hero. If he was still not satisfied, then she would stop helping him.

That's what she thought in her heart, but what she really thought was, "Hmm, so this is what it's like to bully someone—it's so enjoyable. No wonder Ruoxue likes it so much..." Emmm, no, it's more that she's always upheld the gentlemanly tradition of "a good man doesn't fight with a woman."

"Hmph, you... if you're so capable, why don't you try carrying it yourself? Come on, don't just stand here and talk without understanding the difficulties. If you can carry it a few steps, I'll listen to whatever you say."

Lin Xueyi blinked, looking at the man who was still trying to make a last-ditch effort. Was he courting death? However, Lin Xueyi looked down at her fair and tender little hands, and then looked up at Zhao Yuxuan, who looked as if he had already won.

"Are you sure? I'm still a child. What you're doing is bullying the younger one. That's not how a hero behaves."

"Hmph, so what if he's a hero? Does such a hero really have a scapegoat?"

Lin Xueyi nodded seriously before saying, "Haven't you heard of the scapegoat?"

He stared blankly at the serious-looking young girl. Could there really be a scapegoat in this world, and a very powerful one at that? But he had never heard of him.

"Look, you don't know, this scapegoat is a very powerful person. No matter what the problem is, as long as he is there, he can definitely handle it."

This sounds so real that Zhao Yuxuan suddenly felt a longing for this scapegoat who could handle anything. Wasn't this exactly what he had always dreamed of?

“Young master, don’t believe this girl. There’s no such thing as a scapegoat in this world. If she were really that powerful, there would have been rumors about her in the martial arts world long ago. I think this girl is clearly just dodging the question and doesn’t want to take the blame.”

He frowned and considered it carefully. It seemed, it appeared, that was indeed the case. "You little rascal, tell me, are you lying to me again?"

“There really are scapegoats. What can I do if you don’t believe me? Besides, if you ask me to take the blame, I’ll take it. Even if it’s a bet, there should be some benefit to it.”

"What? I already said that as long as you can carry me a few steps, I'll do whatever you ask me to do from now on. Isn't that enough?"

"I'd be at a disadvantage if you did that. Don't you think about it? You just do whatever I tell you to do. What can a little kid like me do? How about this: as long as I can carry this pot a few steps, your horse will be mine."

In the end, what Lin Xueyi really wanted was that horse. If she ever saw Ruoxue again, she could give it to her as a gift.

"I...I..." He really wanted to say yes, but the bet Lin Xueyi asked for was one he dared not gamble on. This horse was his father's treasure, and if he really lost the bet and lost it, his legs would probably be broken.

“Young master, I think she’s bluffing you. She’s deliberately trying to find a bet that we can’t afford to lose. To put it bluntly, she’s just trying to scare us.”

At this moment, a servant looked at Lin Xueyi with a disdainful gaze, as if he had seen through her tricks. They had seen this kind of gambling mentality before.

"Um, are you sure? Are you really sure? If I take these things a few steps, this horse will really be mine."

Lin Xueyi's words sounded more like a threat, but in the other person's eyes, they were interpreted as a sign of guilt, or rather, a guilty conscience.

"Little girl, don't try to fool me again. Hmph, go ahead and carry it. Don't say I'm bullying you. If you can carry it a few steps, I'll not only give you the horse, but you can also have this jade pendant. But if you can't, hmph, then you'll have to apologize to me properly and serve me tea and water from now on, becoming a little maid..."

The maid behind her could barely hear anything, because she had already seen Lin Xueyi jump down from the carriage with a smile after saying, "You said it yourself," and then easily lifted the pot and luggage that had left her breathless with one hand.

"It's not that heavy. Looks like I've been too good to you."

He tossed it a few times in his hand, then casually walked around the carriage a few steps before finally focusing his attention on the white horse. A pure white steed was a rare find, perfect as a gift for Ruoxue.

As for Zhao Yuxuan, he looked at the trembling servant in front of him with a livid face, "Didn't you say he was fake, that he was faking it? Now look at me, I'm finished, completely finished. It would be a miracle if my father didn't break my legs."

"Hmm, Zhao Yuxuan, are you an only child or do you have brothers?"

Lin Xueyi patted the white steed, and with her cultivation, she directly suppressed the wild horse with her aura before turning to look at her defeated opponent.

"I'm the only son in my family, so what?"

"Oh, then it's alright. I guess your family won't kill you over a horse, so I can accept it without worry."

She smiled and mounted the horse, but her riding skills weren't great and she almost got thrown off. Annoyed, she patted the white horse again.

"I'll have Ruoxue teach you a lesson later, and then I'll make sure you let me ride you."

Lin Xueyi waved to the white horse, then glanced disapprovingly at Zhao Yuxuan, who still looked sullen, before strutting back into the car.

Don't go crazy talking about getting married the moment a guy appears. This is about becoming a lesbian. Having written so many lesbian novels, I know some people will be worried sick about whether this is a toxic marriage plot, or they'll just start criticizing it... This Zhao Yuxuan will be used later...

Main Text: Chapter Sixty: Clash Between Good and Evil

"I mean, what kind of cultivation is this? You're not lying to me again, are you?"

Zhao Yuxuan didn't believe Lin Xueyi's claim that this was cultivation at all. He had never heard of any martial arts master carrying a pot around to cultivate every day.

But he couldn't disobey. Who told him to have impulsively said that he would do whatever this girl said if he lost the bet? He aspired to be a great hero, how could he go back on his word? He could only follow along for now.

Lin Xueyi, sitting in the carriage, smiled as she sipped her tea, watching the person struggling to walk beside the carriage. She saw him refuse the servants' help and insist on carrying a large pot on his own, continuing on foot.

“Girl, you don’t really want to teach him martial arts, do you? Although Zhao Yuxuan is very hardworking, his talent is limited. At such a young age, he has only just crossed the Houtian stage, and it will be difficult for him to improve further in the future.”

"Haha, a youth without being a bit immature is a wasted youth. Who hasn't been immature? I used to dream of saving the world, or traveling through space in a mecha, or ruling the world while indulging in the company of beautiful women. It's not that I'm not talented, it's that I'm not. What's scary is not having ideals."

Seeing Lin Xueyi speaking so seriously, Old Man Zhang could only shake his head helplessly. He really didn't know if this girl was naive or genuinely kind-hearted. However, limited by one's natural talent, how far a person can go on the path of cultivation is almost predetermined, and very few people can break through this limitation.

However, it's too early to tell her this now. After all, she's just a child, and it's understandable that she's a bit naive. Although she doesn't quite understand what mechas or saving the world means, it must have been her idea back then.

"Old Zhang, do you hear that sound? It sounds like there's fighting going on ahead."

With a slight twitch of his ears, Zhang Laozhang also heard that a bloody battle was taking place in the distance. He just didn't know which forces were fighting. If they were righteous, it would be fine, but if they were evil sects, things would probably get tough.

"Let's take another route. I'm worried there might be evil people ahead."

"No need, besides, we're just passing by, there shouldn't be any problems. They wouldn't harm innocent bystanders, would they?"

Looking at the innocent-looking girl, if it weren't for the faint sneer on her lips, Old Zhang would have actually believed her nonsense. She clearly just wanted to watch the show.

"When you're out in the world, the worst thing you can do is be curious. Sometimes curiosity can really kill you."

Old Zhang looked at the young girl speechlessly, really not knowing what she was thinking. However, seeing that she was still so insistent, Old Zhang finally gave in and continued to move forward along the original route.

As for Zhao Yuxuan and the others, they barely heard the faint sound or the faint smell of blood in the wind. At this point, he was exhausted, and carrying the large pot forward was just an instinct.

Not far ahead of them, a great battle was gradually coming to an end. Some men dressed in dark blue robes had already been killed or wounded.

The ones who carried out the attack were a group of people in blood-red robes, led by a man who wielded a pair of strange iron hooks in both hands. He was now steadily advancing towards victory.

"You know what I want. Hand it over, and I'll give you a quick death. Otherwise, there's only one outcome—a fate worse than death."

"Cough cough, we, the people of Hunyuan Sect, will never compromise with you heretics. Even if I die, I will take you down with me."

The woman, whose long robe was already stained with blood, still stood on the ground with difficulty. Her eyes, which were gradually becoming blurry, were still determined not to let them fall into darkness.

"Moga Shura, don't think that we Hunyuan Sect people are afraid of you. You killed my comrades and destroyed my sect. This is an irreconcilable enmity."

"Hehehe, hahaha, Hunyuan Sect, where is Hunyuan Sect now? It's a pity I didn't get to see that old codger's painful death expression, otherwise I would have felt even more satisfied."

As they spoke, the double hooks had already caught a man, and with his painful screams, his flesh was torn apart, and blood once again stained the earth.

"You...you bastard..."

The woman in the dark blue robe was running swiftly towards Maja Shura. As she ran, her hands formed a lotus shape as she gathered her energy and focused her mind, preparing to unleash her strongest attack.

"Oh? Hunyuan Wuji Gong, what a pity, my master wasn't very good, he only learned the basics and didn't understand the essence."

A cold glint flashed, and blood splattered again. The woman fell heavily to the ground, tears of pain and regret streaming down her face. She hated the Blood Refining Sect for its cruel methods, and she hated her own insufficient cultivation to protect her fellow disciples or uphold the sect.

"Tsk tsk, to think that the legendary Pure Jade White Lotus Mu Siyan in Qingzhou's martial arts world has such a sorry state, hand over the things obediently, or I'll strip you naked and parade you through the streets of Qingzhou."

"You... are shameless..."

With her teeth clenched, Mu Siyan glared fiercely at Moga Shura, who had once again killed her junior brother with a wave of his hand. Drops of crimson blood were falling to the ground from the sharp hooks.

"Even if I die, I will not let your evil scheme succeed. I will expose your evil deeds to the world. Cough cough..."

"Hey... Such a beautiful woman, just like that, died like this, it's really too... exciting. I wonder if the blood of this pure white lotus can wash away the killing intent of these blood hooks of mine."

"Hmm, is this the legendary battle between good and evil? It really does feel like the devil is one step ahead of the saint."

A soft, melodious voice reached everyone's ears, startling even the Maga Asuras, who hadn't noticed anyone approaching.

"Hey, old man, this looks really bloody. Is there no harmony or wisdom in this martial world? Such a tyrannical creature should be taken away by the great mythical beast, the River Crab."

Seeing the people in the battle, Old Zhang's head started to ache. He regretted listening to Lin Xueyi and bringing her here.

He originally thought that with his skills, he could at least protect Lin Xueyi from harm. However, the enemy turned out to be a famous evil master in Qingzhou, the Deadly Hook - Moga Shura. Although he was not afraid of him, it would be difficult for him to take good care of the girl when they fought.

Moga Shura was somewhat bewildered by the intruders, but his eyes quickly filled with savagery. Since they had been discovered, the only option was to silence them.

Main text: Chapter Sixty-One: Silencing?

The term "Shura Field," which has taken on a different meaning in the mouths of otaku, now truly resonated with Lin Xueyi. Although she spoke in a joking tone, the blood and severed limbs scattered everywhere made her uncomfortable, and her stomach began to churn.

She had killed people before, but they were usually killed by her with a simple slap or a sword to the throat; such a scene was rare.

Seeing Lin Xueyi's pale and unpleasant expression, Old Zhang knew perfectly well that this was the first time he had encountered such a situation and witnessed such a scene.

He sighed softly and covered Lin Xueyi's eyes with his hand. "Girl, I'll stop them in a bit, then you run. You have martial arts skills, so you should be able to escape."

"Old Zhang, who are these people? Why are they so cruel?"

"Judging from their clothes, they are from the Blood Refining Sect, while the other party should be from the Hunyuan Sect, which was wiped out a few days ago."

The one who answered Lin Xueyi was not Old Man Zhang, but Zhao Yuxuan, who had been taking the blame all along. However, at this moment, his expression was extremely solemn, and his eyes were fixed on the two groups of people in the arena.

"The Blood Refining Sect is an evil sect in Qingzhou. They are ruthless. If some small sects accidentally provoke them, they will wipe them out. It is just unexpected that the Hunyuan Sect, which is one of the few major sects in Qingzhou, was also wiped out by the Blood Refining Sect."

"Cough cough, if it weren't for their collusion with traitors in our sect to poison my master and my uncles, how could our Hunyuan Sect have been defeated by these villains?"

Thinking of the disciples who died tragically in the Blood Refining Sect, Mu Siyan was even more furious. Originally, the sect was as peaceful as usual, but no one expected that day would become the greatest tragedy for the Hunyuan Sect.

"Old man, we will do everything we can to stop them. Please deliver this to the Hundred Phoenix Pavilion of the Peony Pavilion and find Jing Xueqing. Tell her that I broke our three-year promise."

"Pure Jade White Lotus Mu Siyan and Phoenix Sound Fairy Jing Xueqing made a three-year pact. It is said that when the two first entered the martial world, they hit it off immediately and traveled together. After Phoenix Sound Fairy returned to Hundred Phoenix Pavilion, Mu Siyan also made a pact with her that she would go to Hundred Phoenix Pavilion to find her in three years. Unexpectedly."

At this moment, a hint of nostalgia gradually appeared in Mu Siyan's eyes, but in the next second she looked firmly at the indifferent Moga Shura, who seemed to be watching a show.

Before Zhang Laozhang could even speak after receiving the letter Mu Siyan tossed to him, he heard Moga Xiuluo speak in an extremely mocking tone.