Such a Beautiful Big Sister

“Then it’s settled.”

After a round of earnest persuasion and half-bullshit excuses from Su Wanqing, she finally convinced Li Ziyue and dispelled the woman’s suspicions.

The only compromise was that they could not strike outside the town itself, but only at the entrance to the forest path.

The Red Embroidery Sect had sought Heavenly Sword Pavilion’s help precisely to avoid drawing attention.

If they followed Su Wanqing’s suggestion and attacked the moment the fox left town, it could cause widespread panic.

If the Dao Alliance investigated later, the Red Embroidery Sect would be in deep trouble.

Li Ziyue would rather let the fox escape again than act under the risk of exposure.

“Very well. Three days from now, at the entrance to the forest path outside town, we capture the fox demon.”

Su Wanqing finally breathed a huge sigh of relief.

This way, she could completely avoid running into that absolute psycho.

If she remembered correctly, that demonic saintess wasn’t even from Mengyun Continent; this was righteous territory, after all.

The demonic cultivation stronghold was very far away.

The saintess had only come here because the demonic sect gave her some sabotage missions.

Since her cultivation was still relatively low, she was sent to the overall weaker Mengyun Continent to cause trouble.

Here, Nascent Soul was basically the ceiling.

As the genius who reached Golden Core in the shortest recorded time, she had nothing to fear for her safety.

Unless an ancestor from a major sect like Red Embroidery appeared, she could always escape.

According to the original novel, the saintess had simply heard that a fox demon appeared in Xiangping Town.

Originally, she only wanted to see if the fox (synonymous with seductive beauty) met her partner standards.

But after seeing the fox, she became interested in the heterochromic-eyed heroine beside her instead.

Though it was mere curiosity; once the heroine fully awakened the Heavenly Dao Record, the saintess lost interest.

As for the fox demon herself? Didn’t even register in her eyes.

Su Wanqing even vaguely recalled that the demonic woman had once wanted to see what the so-called “Number One Beauty of Mengyun Continent” (aka herself) looked like.

But at that time in the original story, she had already been completely controlled by her rebel disciple Chen Xueli and almost never left Qiongxiao Peak unless absolutely necessary, so the saintess never got the chance.

Of course, a large part of the reason was the saintess’s own pride as the demonic sect’s holy maiden.

She believed no woman in the world could be more beautiful than her, and she had seen the “number one beauties” of other continents—nothing but hype in her eyes—so the matter was eventually dropped.

“Hiss—”

The thought that the psycho might already know of her existence sent chills down Su Wanqing’s spine.

If the price the Red Embroidery Sect offered hadn’t been so tempting that even her poor Qiongxiao Peak couldn’t resist, she would have withdrawn long ago.

“The weather isn’t even cold. Why is Elder Su shivering?”

Li Ziyue’s gaze had never left Su Wanqing. Seeing her tremble slightly, she couldn’t help but ask curiously.

A near-late-stage Golden Core cultivator shouldn’t be affected by ordinary weather, and although it was overcast today, it wasn’t that cold.

“It’s nothing… I just remembered a nightmare I had last night.”

“Ah, no wonder you said you didn’t sleep well.”

“…Speaking of which, Elder Li, now that the plan is set, shouldn’t we talk about…”

After a brief silence, seeing that the other party still hadn’t mentioned the promised reward, Su Wanqing had no choice but to remind her, rubbing her fingers together in the universal gesture of “pay up.”

“Oh my, look at my memory—I almost forgot to tell you.”

Li Ziyue suddenly put on an embarrassed expression.

Su Wanqing instantly had a bad feeling.

“Your reward and the reward for your sect will be settled together. After we complete the demon-slaying mission, I’ll hand everything to you at once.”

As expected…

Su Wanqing understood. They were afraid she’d run off midway.

Well, the client calls the shots.

When (or even if) they paid was entirely up to them.

Of course, this “not paying” referred to the secret personal fee promised to her alone—not the official reward agreed upon with Heavenly Sword Pavilion.

That personal fee was most likely intended as a poaching offer.

Since she had rejected it so firmly, it was normal that it was now off the table.

Still, Su Wanqing believed that as a major sect of Mengyun Continent, the Red Embroidery Sect wouldn’t be that shameless.

At least for now, they still wanted to win her over, so they wouldn’t burn bridges completely.

“Fine. That works too. Then it’s decided—three days from now, we meet at the hour of the Rabbit (5–7 a.m.) and set up the ambush on the path.”

“Contact me if anything comes up.”

Having temporarily lost her reward, Su Wanqing no longer felt like staying. She stood to leave.

“Take care, Elder Su.”

This time Li Ziyue didn’t stop her or say anything more about recruitment.

She could tell Su Wanqing was leaving because she hadn’t received her money.

Though she trusted Su Wanqing’s character and believed she wouldn’t ditch them, one could never be too careful.

Bang.

The door to the elegant teahouse room closed.

Su Wanqing didn’t linger and left the teahouse directly.

There were still three days until the mission.

With nothing to do, and no desire to deal with whatever Chen Xueli was up to, she decided to finally enjoy the mortal town.

She wasn’t actually a shut-in by nature.

All those years of seclusion were just to hide her charm bones.

In truth, she had been dying to go out.

Walking down the street, her beauty turned heads like a celestial maiden descending to the mortal world.

Some exaggerated ones even knelt and kowtowed, begging for blessings of peace, wealth, or—most bizarrely—fertility?

She wasn’t some child-giving goddess!

Su Wanqing was utterly baffled by what went on in these people’s heads.

To avoid another embarrassing scene, she put on a mask again.

Not the half-mask from yesterday (still in Chen Xueli’s hands), but a cute full-face kitten mask.

After strolling for a long time, she finally relaxed.

She stopped at a pastry shop, bought some sweets, took off the mask, and tasted them.

Delicious—very sweet, absolutely lovely.

But the very act of removing her mask to eat let a certain pair of eyes that had been watching her the whole time finally catch a glimpse of her true face.

Perhaps too used to being stared at, Su Wanqing noticed nothing unusual and continued enjoying her pastries.

The owner of those eyes gently tapped her cheekbone with slender fingers.

Upon seeing Su Wanqing’s immortal-like beauty, the corners of her lips curled into a satisfied smile.

“Such a beautiful big sister~ Truly worth me staring at you for so long♡”