Has the Female Lead Turned Villainous Today? [Quick Transmigration] 90

Chapter 090: World Four [12]

Meng Jiuge occasionally felt that her courage was a bit too much. Otherwise, how would she have dared to push her luck and, after hugging Ling Yilin, subconsciously kiss her collarbone?

To be honest, after realizing what she had done, Meng Jiuge’s mind went blank for a full ten seconds.

Damn it, although she really liked the scent on senior’s body and loved to cuddle with her, her courage was really not big enough to take a bite of senior’s collarbone!

Such an intimate act could only be done between lovers! If it were done between sisters, it would probably be a bit too ambiguous.

After discovering her improper behavior, Meng Jiuge started to act like an ostrich, treating Ling Yilin’s neck as sand and directly burying her head in it.

The main idea was that as long as I played dumb, I could pretend that nothing had happened.

Ling Yilin was also surprised by Meng Jiuge’s behavior, but she was even more surprised that her first reaction was just surprise, without any unhappiness from being taken advantage of.

Had her tolerance for Meng Jiuge already reached this point? Wasn’t this too abnormal?

Ling Yilin lowered her eyes to look at Meng Jiuge, who was leaning against her and pretending to be asleep. She hesitated for three seconds between waking her up and pretending to be confused, and finally chose the latter.

Forget it, wasn’t it just a bite on the collarbone? Just treat it as being bitten by a mosquito. At least it wouldn’t swell up after being bitten, and it wouldn’t itch.

And so, the two of them, each with their own little thoughts, fell asleep and each had a beautiful dream.

After opening her eyes, Meng Jiuge blinked her eyes. Using rubbing her eyes as a cover, she withdrew her limbs that were wrapped around Ling Yilin.

It was so embarrassing. After she fell asleep, she had subconsciously used the posture of hugging a fluffy thing to hug senior—directly using her hands and feet, wishing she could turn into an octopus.

“Senior, what do you want for breakfast today? I don’t have any classes this whole morning. We can go out and eat slowly,” Meng Jiuge said, quietly pulling away twenty centimeters from Ling Yilin.

She couldn’t be any further. Any further and she wouldn’t be able to happily cuddle with senior. She had worked so hard to get close to senior!

“No need to trouble yourself. Let’s just order takeout like before,” Ling Yilin looked at the ceiling, a little dazed.

So her bottom line had retreated another step. Not only did she let Meng Jiuge hug her in her original form, but she also let Meng Jiuge cuddle with her even after she had turned back into a human?

“Then do you want to eat two buns, senior, or twenty?” Meng Jiuge asked, a hint of curiosity in her eyes.

Ling Yilin was silent for a moment. In principle, she no longer needed to eat to live. As long as there was still spiritual energy in the air, she would not die.

However, if she said that, it seemed that she couldn’t explain why she had been eating so much every day for the past month.

“Two is enough. I no longer need to eat a lot to regulate my body,” Ling Yilin said half-truthfully, finding a perfect reason for her experience of being fed for a month.

Meng Jiuge made an OK gesture, then rolled over and got out of bed from the other side, and ran to the bathroom with her bare feet on the carpet.

“Xiao Qi,” Ling Yilin called out in her heart.

【Master, I’m here.】

“Have you found anything wrong with Meng Jiuge’s body?” Ling Yilin asked.

【No. The world consciousness also has no reaction, as if nothing had happened last night.】

“Xiao Qi, can you find a reasonable reason for this kind of behavior?” Ling Yilin continued to ask. Her thoughts were a little chaotic, and she needed another sufficiently objective point of view to assist.

【There are two possibilities. One is that the protagonist of this world has a very special constitution and can absorb many natural treasures. The things you brought from the last world, in principle, belong to the products of a low-level plane. And the products of a low-level plane, in principle, can be absorbed by the creatures of a higher-level plane.】

Ling Yilin sat up, walked to the bathroom with her bare feet, and sized up herself in front of the mirror. “What about the second possibility?”

【That thing originally has a considerable connection with the protagonist. The two have a relationship of belonging.】

“A relationship of belonging?” Ling Yilin narrowed her eyes slightly and lifted her long black hair to take a look.

After thinking for a moment, Ling Yilin removed her disguise and returned to the hair color she should have had. The silver-white strands of hair slipped through her fingers and obediently stuck to her back.

After simply tying a ponytail in front of the mirror, Ling Yilin began to wash up, and then slowly walked down from the second floor to the dining room on the first floor in her slippers.

“Sen-senior? Your hair?” Meng Jiuge was seeing Ling Yilin in this image for the first time.

“This is my original hair color. The black hair before was just a disguise to not attract too much attention,” Ling Yilin explained and pulled out a chair to sit down.

“Have you ordered breakfast?” Ling Yilin asked.

Meng Jiuge shook her head. “I’m still choosing. Do you want to take a look together, senior?”

“You bring it over,” Ling Yilin said, leaning back against the back of the chair.

“Yay,” Meng Jiuge got up and directly sat in the position close to Ling Yilin, and even moved her chair so that the backs of the two chairs were touching.

“Senior, this is the breakfast shop I usually buy from. The buns and meat patties from the past few days were basically bought from this shop. But now that senior has returned to her original form, do you want to try their breakfast wontons and soup dumplings?” Meng Jiuge asked.

Soup dumplings were really just enough to fill the gaps between her teeth for Ling Yilin in her original form, so Meng Jiuge had never considered it before.

“Then let’s have one of each,” Ling Yilin said casually, more of her attention on Meng Jiuge.

To be precise, it was on the section of her snow-white neck that Meng Jiuge had exposed.

After looking for a long time, Ling Yilin felt her teeth itch a little.

“Senior, then I’ll order it like this?” Meng Jiuge turned her head to look at Ling Yilin and met her gaze, which was filled with an unknown desire.

“Senior?” Meng Jiuge was stunned for a moment after seeing this unfamiliar gaze. After she blinked her eyes, she found that Ling Yilin’s gaze had returned to its usual indifferent look.

“How long will it take for the delivery after I order?” Ling Yilin asked, her tone as usual.

“The shop is not far from us, and it’s a special delivery. If the quantity is not large, half an hour is enough,” Meng Jiuge said, not treating what she had seen before as an illusion.

Breakfast time was exceptionally harmonious. Besides Meng Jiuge’s subconscious action of feeding her at the beginning, and Ling Yilin’s subconscious bite of a small soup dumpling, nothing unexpected happened.

After breakfast, the time came to nine-thirty.

For Meng Jiuge, who had no classes in the morning, she still had a lot of time to lie flat and slack off. However, with an extra supervisor by her side, she honestly began to cultivate.

The top-grade spirit stone that Ling Yilin had given her was tied up with a rope by Meng Jiuge and worn as a pendant every day. After absorbing its power for nearly a month, she had successfully become a late-stage Qi Condensation cultivator.

“Senior, are there any hard requirements for Foundation Establishment? For example, to comprehend some very mysterious thing?” After sitting and cultivating honestly for two hours, Meng Jiuge was a little restless.

There was no other way. The time Meng Jiuge had been in contact with cultivation was still a little too short. She couldn’t just sit and absorb spiritual energy all day without doing anything. In her opinion, this was not much different from facing a wall and reflecting on her mistakes.

“For you, as long as the spiritual power in your body is sufficient, you can break through naturally,” Ling Yilin sat on a sofa on the side, constantly tapping on a tablet, it was unknown what she was doing.

“Then will there be a lightning tribulation?” Meng Jiuge’s curiosity emerged again.

Ling Yilin did not look away. “No. It’s just Foundation Establishment. It’s not to the point of making the heavens have such a big reaction.”

Meng Jiuge simply got up from the ground and sat beside Ling Yilin. “Then what about after Foundation Establishment? If my master breaks through to the Golden Core stage, will there be a lightning tribulation?”

Ling Yilin’s hand movement paused. “Your master is of the human race, a race that is liked by the heavens. There won’t be any problem with forming the core either.”

“So there won’t be a lightning tribulation?”

“Yes, there won’t.”

“Did you have a lightning tribulation when you formed your core, senior?”

“Yes, three lightning tribulations. The demon race will have a lightning tribulation for both Foundation Establishment and core formation. The former is one,” Ling Yilin continued with her hand movements.

Meng Jiuge nodded, feeling that her knowledge had been broadened a little. She had not seen this knowledge in the books when she was studying before.

“Senior, are you looking for something?” Meng Jiuge moved her head closer and openly looked at the tablet in Ling Yilin’s hand.

“If you need it, senior, I can help. I’m very good at finding things on the internet,” Meng Jiuge promoted herself.

Ling Yilin did not pay attention to Meng Jiuge, but opened and enlarged a certain picture, a hint of a dangerous look in her amber eyes.

“Senior? Is there a problem with this totem?” Meng Jiuge also followed suit and looked at the enlarged part of the picture.

“Perhaps it was once used by your ancestors,” Ling Yilin said, double-clicking to take a screenshot, then opened Yan Zhiming’s chat box and directly sent the picture.

Ling Yilin: [Image]

Ling Yilin: There’s a problem with this thing. You go and compare it with the Administration’s database. If you find anything, tell me directly.

Yan Zhiming: Understood. I will give you a reply as soon as possible.

Meng Jiuge stroked her chin. “Senior, I remember now. I seem to have seen something similar to this totem in a dream.”

“A dream?” Ling Yilin looked at Meng Jiuge. “When did you have the dream?”

“It was when I was in high school,” Meng Jiuge tried hard to recall. “I seem to have had a similar dream for three consecutive days at that time. So the first thing I did when I woke up was to record the dream while I still had the memory.”

“This totem is also one of them. I saw it many times in my dream. At that time, I seem to have also drawn it from memory!” Meng Jiuge said and stood up with a whoosh.

“I seem to have drawn it in my diary. Please wait for me for a moment, senior. I’ll go to the storage room and look for my high school diary.”

As her voice fell, Meng Jiuge’s figure rushed out and quickly disappeared at the door of the rest room.

Five minutes later, Meng Jiuge came back with a diary that was wrapped in a layer of colored book paper. After opening a certain page, she handed it to Ling Yilin.

“Senior, this is what I drew at that time. It was in the spring of last year, which was my second year of high school,” Meng Jiuge said, pointing to the slightly rough pattern with her finger.

“Look, senior. Isn’t this fifty percent similar to the totem you sent to my master?”