Host, Your Master's Fox Demon Wife Gave Birth

Voices of agreement rose all around.

"Exactly! What gives Li Zi the right? With talent like hers, she should be doing menial work in the Outer Sect."

"Our sect has always judged people by talent and strength. Junior Sister Zirou, stop defending her."

"Li Zi doesn't deserve it! Junior Sister Zirou, you're so much better than her. How did she end up becoming an elder's Direct Disciple? It's not fair."

Ran Zirou darted out of the crowd and gripped Li Zi's hand tightly.

She had changed into sect disciple robes. With her slender waist and delicate frame, she looked like a willow swaying in the wind. Now her eyes brimmed with tears.

"Don't say that about little sister Zi. She's a good person. Those who practice Immortal Cultivation shouldn't look only at cultivation; character matters too."

Suddenly, her gaze fixed on the pendant around Li Zi's neck, and her pupils contracted.

"Why are you wearing that?"

System, what's going on? Ran Zirou shouldn't recognize this pendant yet. Damn it! That White Lotus heroine's latched onto me again. Why does she keep haunting me?

Though her thoughts were in turmoil, tears were already streaming down Li Zi's face.

She trembled in fright, her thin body shaking slightly.

She was younger than Ran Zirou and a head shorter. Looking so frail, she made it seem as though Ran Zirou were bullying her.

"Big sister, you're hurting my hand. These older brothers have a point, so why scold them? The Cultivation World has always put the strong first. I may have poor talent for Immortal Cultivation, but I really will work hard. I won't embarrass Master."

She turned and bowed deeply to the disciples. "Please give me some time. Watch me closely. I'll work hard."

Li Zi's manner was earnest, her voice sincere, and she looked every bit the frail White Lotus.

The disciples who had been spewing insults a moment ago suddenly felt so vile that they wanted to sit up in their coffins after death and slap themselves hard.

Their gazes toward Ran Zirou shifted.

The cultivation world had always put the strong first. If they didn't judge by strength, were they supposed to judge by background and looks?

What kind of Worldview did Ran Zirou have?

[Host, the heroine of the original story has been reborn.]

Host, Your Master's Fox Demon Wife Gave Birth

The system's words made Li Zi draw a sharp breath.

The heroine Ran Zirou's advantages were absurd. She already had the Everyone's Darling Halo, and now she had Rebirth Plot Foresight too.

How was Li Zi supposed to compete?

But hearing the disciples apologize around her gave her a glimmer of hope.

These cultivators had seen too many aloof immortal lords. A White Lotus act was just the thing for them.

Fortunately, though her face hadn't fully matured, its youthful charm made others want to protect her. She could contend with the original heroine for now.

Ran Zirou, meanwhile, was staring at the pendant around Li Zi's neck, her eyes seeming steeped in poison.

"How did you get that pendant? Did you steal it?"

Tears rolled down Li Zi's cheeks. Under Ran Zirou's relentless questioning, she looked ready to collapse.

"Senior Brother gave me this pendant. How can you accuse me of stealing without knowing what happened? Do you also think I don't deserve to be Master's Direct Disciple? Then why did you scold everyone just now?"

She was young, and the sight of her being bullied tipped the surrounding disciples' sympathies toward her once more.

One disciple could no longer stand it.

"I must have been blind. I thought Junior Sister Ran was kind, but you're nothing more than a hypocrite."

"Don't cry, Junior Martial Aunt. What we said earlier was awful. We're sorry."

"Junior Sister Ran, as an Inner Sect disciple assigned to menial duties, shouldn't you be somewhere else?"

Someone else spoke up in her defense. "What do you know? Little sister Zirou was a princess of the Royal Family in the mortal world. Li Zi was only her attendant. How could she own such a fine pendant? I'd say she might well have stolen it!"

Ji Zheng frowned at this and pulled Li Zi behind him.

He studied Ran Zirou with a searching gaze.

"Junior Sister Ran, I found this pendant in a Secret Realm. Have you seen it before?"

That put an end to every doubt.

The crowd's looks toward Ran Zirou grew stranger still.

If Ji Zheng had found it in a Secret Realm, how could Ran Zirou recognize it?

Could it be that Ran Zirou was jealous and had tried to stir them up so she could take the pendant from Li Zi?

But Ji Zheng stepping in to defend Li Zi seemed to deal Ran Zirou a crushing blow.

She stared at him in disbelief, tears gathering in her eyes.

"You're defending her? How could you treat me like this?"

Ji Zheng rarely interacted with Female Cultivators.

Ran Zirou stood before him with hair like a black waterfall and skin smooth as jade. Her pure appearance stirred pity even in his straightforward heart.

For a moment, he wanted to rush forward, hold her close, comfort her, apologize, and tell her he had been wrong.

Ran Zirou sensed his feelings too. Her sobs were sweet enough to seep into his bones, while her shifting gaze threatened to steal his soul.

Ji Zheng swallowed hard and slowly reached out.

With Ji Zheng handling things, Li Zi finally had a chance to discuss what came next with the system.

System, hadn't Ran Zirou already reached the pinnacle of life in her previous life? Why does she seem so dim after being reborn?

The system was flipping noisily through the book.

[Host, I went back through the book and finally figured out what

happened.

Last night, a senior brother tried to force himself on her. Ran Zirou resisted with everything she had, fell off the stone bed during the struggle, and hit her head. That was when she was reborn. As for why she doesn't seem very bright, she only reached the peak of cultivation in her previous life by draining the men around her.]

The sound of pages turning rose again.

Rankings

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Transmigration into a Book

Female Side-Character Novel

Xianxia Novel

Cannon Fodder