Special Agent’s Rebirth: The Almighty Goddess of Quick Transmigration - Chapter 328

However, in the eyes of Mu Xuan and his companion, these things were even more insignificant.

Her looks were exceptionally rare and beautiful.

The man in white thought indifferently.

But in a world that valued strength, good looks weren’t actually very useful.

A day later, Mu Xuan found Ye Shaohua. “Miss Ye, actually, I am from the Profound Sky Sect. The Sect Grand Competition is tomorrow, and it’s very important to me. I need to return as soon as possible. You are my savior. Would you be willing to come back to the Profound Sky Sect with me?”

Ye Shaohua had originally planned to set off today anyway.

Hearing Mu Xuan’s words, her hand paused slightly. “Alright,” she said.

It was still just a single, indifferent word.

Since waking up, Mu Xuan had hardly seen any other emotion on her face. Unless she was speaking with Da Niu or Old Man Xu, when a trace of a smile would appear, other times there was almost no fluctuation in her expression.

He hadn’t expected that even upon hearing the name “Profound Sky Sect,” she showed no particular reaction.

“Senior Brother, could it be that this Miss Ye has never heard of the Profound Sky Sect?” The man in white widened his eyes.

Shouldn’t ordinary lower-class people kneel in worship upon hearing about the Immortal Masters of the Profound Sky Sect?

Mu Xuan also found it strange. “Perhaps she hasn’t heard the name before. Don’t think too much about it. Let’s prepare; we’ll set off first thing in the morning.”

However, as he turned away, Mu Xuan also felt puzzled.

Before losing consciousness, he knew his injuries were severe and thought he wouldn’t be able to participate in the competition.

He hadn’t expected to wake up almost completely fine.

Had he been mistaken about his injuries?

He had suspected Ye Shaohua might be an alchemist—her name and gender matched the rumors—but would an alchemist be a lower-class person?

This was the reason he later dismissed his suspicion.

Early the next morning, Mu Xuan directly summoned his high-grade Yellow Rank flying sword. “Miss Ye, hold firmly to the sword hilt. We are leaving.”

Mu Xuan instructed Ye Shaohua, and then the flying sword rose into the air.

In the village, the group of people saw Mu Xuan actually leave by riding a sword, and they all knelt down at once. “Heavens! It’s an Immortal Master! He’s actually an Immortal Master!”

Seeing these people’s expressions, Mu Xuan and the man in white finally felt that things made sense.

This was the expected reaction from lower-class people.

Thinking this, the two of them glanced at Ye Shaohua, expecting to see her looking frightened or gripping the sword hilt tightly.

Instead, they found her simply sitting cross-legged near the sword hilt, her eyes slightly closed, not a trace of fear on her face.

The two men: “…”

“Miss Ye, this is the Chasm of our Profound Sky Sect,” the man in white proudly explained as they reached the cloud-shrouded Profound Mountain. “From the mountain base to the midpoint are nine hundred and ninety-nine steps. After that lies a chasm. Ordinary people have no way to go up or down the mountain.”

Ye Shaohua opened her eyes, looked at the terrifying chasm, and pursed her lips slightly.

This was the place where the original host, after being abandoned by Mu Xuan, tried to descend the mountain but was blocked by this very chasm.

They soon arrived at the Profound Sky Sect.

A line of outer sect disciples in gray clothes saw Mu Xuan and their expressions became extremely respectful. “Senior Brother Mu.”

Mu Xuan nodded slightly and directly led Ye Shaohua and the other man away.

He didn’t go straight to the entrance of the Sect Grand Competition. Instead, he first reported his safe return to the Sect Master before heading there.

Thus, the people of the Profound Sky Sect also learned that Mu Xuan had brought back a lower-class person.

Not far away, a group of young men and women walked laughing towards the competition entrance.

They saw Mu Xuan and the Ye Shaohua beside him.

“Is that the lower-class person Senior Brother Mu brought back?” Mu Xuan’s red robes made him very conspicuous among the crowd; this was clothing only for red-robed disciples. The hierarchy of disciples in the Profound Sky Sect, from lowest to highest, was: Gray robes, White robes, Purple robes, Red robes.

Mu Xuan was the head of the red-robed disciples. His aura was naturally extraordinary, but Ye Shaohua’s profile was like jade, her entire being radiating a clear, illustrious elegance. Not only was she not overshadowed by Mu Xuan, but she even seemed to have a tendency to outshine him.

“I don’t know why Senior Brother Mu brought her back,” a purple-robed young woman said, narrowing her eyes slightly. “It seems Senior Brother Mu probably wants to take her on as a servant. I hope she’s somewhat useful, otherwise she’ll completely disgrace the face of a Red-robed Senior Disciple.”

“Wait, Fu Xue, isn’t that Ye Shaohua?” The white-robed disciple among the group, Yue Qingning, clearly saw Ye Shaohua’s face and exclaimed in shock.

“Ye Shaohua?” Fu Xue, who was now a purple-robed disciple, was stunned.

She looked in Ye Shaohua’s direction and confirmed it was really her.

Ye Shaohua saw that Mu Xuan had already handed his competition token to the gatekeeper. She raised an eyebrow and also wanted to enter.

Just then, Fu Xue happened to walk over.

Fu Xue took out her own token while looking at Mu Xuan, who had stopped. “Senior Brother Mu, I never thought you’d find a woman to make me jealous. But the person you found is actually my friend.”

Having said this, Fu Xue glanced at Ye Shaohua. “Shaohua, it’s been so many years. How have you been?”

The other party showed no sign of being impressed by the numerous Immortal Masters present; it was as if she wasn’t standing before Immortal Masters, but a bunch of radishes.

Fu Xue’s eyebrows lifted slightly.

Her gaze lingered on Ye Shaohua’s coarse cloth clothes. If it were before, she might have felt smug in front of Ye Shaohua, but three years had passed. She was now a lofty Immortal, and she naturally wouldn’t care about a Ye Shaohua who only had an Earth Soul talent back then.

Gloating to someone like this was pointless.

Her focus now was the Grand Competition.

Fu Xue naturally liked Mu Xuan. Given Fu Xue’s current status, Ye Shaohua wasn’t even qualified to be her love rival.

Seeing that Ye Shaohua also wanted to enter the competition gate, Fu Xue looked at her with amusement, then pulled out her own purple token from her pocket.

The old man guarding the entrance saw the purple token and lifted his eyelids. “You are Fu Xue? Go on in.”

Fu Xue bowed slightly to the old man, took two steps, then smiled slightly as she looked at Ye Shaohua beside her. “By the way, Shaohua, did Senior Brother Mu forget to tell you? Only disciples with White robes or above, who possess a token, can enter this competition.”

After Fu Xue said this, the watching disciples all laughed mockingly.

Ye Shaohua remembered what her teacher had given her. She rummaged for a while in her coarse cloth pocket, pulled out a golden wooden token, and handed it to the old man. “Is it this one?”

Ah, due to certain reasons, I won’t be able to update this month. We’ll see each other next month, everyone! Don’t miss me too much!