Has the Female Lead Turned Villainous Today? [Quick Transmigration] 91

Chapter 091: World Four [13]

Ling Yilin took the notebook and, after repeated comparisons, confirmed a fact.

This totem, which she had found to be related to the evil demon, had appeared in Meng Jiuge’s dreams long ago, and not just once.

“What else do you remember about that dream?” Ling Yilin asked, her tone unprecedentedly serious.

Meng Jiuge flipped the diary back a page and said with an honest face, “You can just read my diary, senior. I don’t remember the details of last year’s events very clearly. I only remember as much as is written in the diary.”

Ling Yilin did not waste any time and lowered her head to read the more than three hundred words recorded on the paper.

The same dream had appeared three times in a row. This was an extremely rare thing for Meng Jiuge, who was in her second year of high school. But at that time, she had not thought of any strange aspects and only felt that her academic pressure was too great, which was why she had had such a dream.

The content recorded in the diary was limited. It could only be seen that the background of the dream seemed to be in an ancient feudal society, but it was also mixed with all sorts of cultivators. This totem was the royal symbol of the feudal dynasty at that time and was used on military flags and various tokens.

The reason why Meng Jiuge had such a deep impression of it was because the protagonist of her dream had such a tattoo on her body. In Meng Jiuge’s dream perspective, every time she looked down at her lower abdomen, she could see this totem.

“I remember a little detail. Every time I looked at the pattern on my body, the pattern itself would become a little bigger. At its largest, it seemed to have spread to my neck and back.”

“But in my dream, I was always in the first-person perspective, and the person I was playing seemed to have a very storied past? One moment someone was pledging allegiance to me, and the next someone was chasing and trying to kill me.”

Meng Jiuge tried hard to recall. After all, it was something that had happened more than a year ago. It was already very difficult for her to remember so much.

“If you have a dream recently, remember to find a way to record the dream before you forget,” Ling Yilin instructed.

“If I dream of this pattern, can I directly wake you up, senior, and then tell you everything I remember?” Meng Jiuge asked.

“You can,” Ling Yilin agreed without hesitation. Only after seeing a smile appear on Meng Jiuge’s face did she react to the meaning behind this “you can.”

I agreed to let Meng Jiuge wake me up at any time. Doesn’t that mean I’ve tacitly agreed to continue to sleep in the same bed with her in the future?

Ling Yilin narrowed her eyes slightly. She felt that she could not be manipulated by a child who was not yet nineteen.

“This totem is related to the ‘my master’ behind those demonic cultivators. Since you have dreamed of it before, it means that that ‘my master’ is very likely to have set his sights on you.”

“The spirit stone you carry with you, I will give you another one. Successfully reach the Foundation Establishment stage before the Spring Festival. This is my most basic requirement for you,” Ling Yilin said.

“Send me your detailed class schedule and club activity arrangements. I will make a study plan for you so that you can complete the small goal of Foundation Establishment on time.”

Meng Jiuge couldn’t help but open her mouth wide as she listened. “Senior, you don’t want me to spend all my time outside of studying on cultivation, do you? That’s a bit too desperate.”

“It’s not just outside of studying. If your body gets used to it, even if you are studying, your body can still absorb and release power through instinct and habit,” Ling Yilin said, her tone very decisive, not giving Meng Jiuge a chance to go back on her word.

“Send me the class schedule and arrangements right now. You prepare. In an hour, you will start the special training according to my plan.”

Meng Jiuge held out her hand in a stopping gesture, and for the first time, a hint of regret appeared in her heart.

Damn it. If I had known that senior would arrange things for me so clearly, I wouldn’t have smiled so happily at that time!

And so, while Meng Jiuge was taking advantage of the situation, she fell into a fiery cultivation.

After Yan Zhiming found out, she chose to turn a blind eye, only sending over a lot of resources in the name of a master, to prevent her from becoming a master in name only.

A week later, Yan Zhiming took the initiative to contact Ling Yilin and told her the result of the totem comparison.

“In the tombs of the Shang and Zhou dynasties, the relevant staff have found similar totems. But the damage to those tombs is extremely serious, and most of the unearthed cultural relics are also incomplete, with no written records left.”

“Based on the cultural relics unearthed nearby, this totem should be related to sacrifices. It might be a divine beast or a god that a certain tribe believed in at that time, or it could also be a hero of the tribe. There is too little relevant information, only various speculations from archaeologists, with no substantial evidence.”

After saying the news she had found, Yan Zhiming also asked curiously, asking where Ling Yilin had seen this totem.

“A forum with many demonic cultivators. I’ll send you the website, but I suggest you don’t act rashly. You can’t get any useful information without alerting the person behind the scenes.”

Ling Yilin and Yan Zhiming only used three minutes to complete the information exchange. After they had finished talking about the proper business, they inevitably talked about Meng Jiuge.

“Thank you very much for taking care of my little disciple, senior. If there is anything you need my help with, just ask,” Yan Zhiming was the first to show her attitude.

“She is very obedient. I like obedient children,” Ling Yilin snorted lightly. “Speaking of which, I still have to thank you, Bureau Chief, for being so busy that you have no time to look after her. Only then did I have this opportunity.”

“You are right to criticize me, senior. It was me who did not fulfill my responsibility as a master,” Yan Zhiming did not argue too much with Ling Yilin on this, because the facts were just so. “Please be more tolerant of my little disciple, senior.”

“It’s not your place to say that,” Ling Yilin’s tone sounded a little unhappy.

A truly sensible master should learn to let go after her disciple has a better place to go.

【Master, aren’t you planning to be Meng Jiuge’s master?】

“Yes. So I’m not her master now, just her senior,” Ling Yilin said without a trace of guilt.

Xiao Qi sensibly chose to be silent. It was already familiar with its own master’s style of doing things.

After discussing with Yan Zhiming for a bit on how to educate a good child, Ling Yilin turned the topic to the dream that Meng Jiuge had had before. She had no need to hide this.

“Such a dream is definitely not a simple coincidence. I hope you can thoroughly investigate the people who work in the twelfth branch and the students who usually have more contact with Meng Jiuge,” Ling Yilin said.

“A totem should not appear on a person’s body, and it certainly should not appear on Meng Jiuge’s body. Bureau Chief Yan should understand what I mean, right?”

“I understand,” Yan Zhiming on the other end of the phone slowly let out a breath. “I will check every once in a while. I will not let a person who is inclined towards demonic cultivators appear by Xiao Ge’s side.”

“Senior, regarding that master that the demonic cultivators speak of, do you know any extra information?” Yan Zhiming asked.

She had already asked this question when the concert incident had occurred. But that inquiry was more of a routine matter. She had focused her work on the video that Ling Yilin had sent her and had not asked too much to get to the bottom of it.

“What counts as extra information? I guess it will definitely appear. Does this count as extra information?” Ling Yilin asked in return.

Yan Zhiming was silent for a moment. “Senior, do you have any special feeling about the direction?”

“Evil demon, evil demon. As the name suggests, it is an evil thing. I suggest you investigate which native place has the most criminals since the founding of the country, and which location has the most criminals imprisoned, and then use it as the center to exclude,”

“Such a simple principle, do I need to teach you, this bureau chief?” Ling Yilin couldn’t help but bring a hint of mockery. Yan Zhiming’s business ability was a little too poor. Did she even need her to remind her of this?

“Do I only need to count since the founding of the country?” Yan Zhiming asked. “Senior, you should also be clear about what our country was like before the founding of the country. Do we not need to consider some of the places that were used as experimental bases?”

Of course, Yan Zhiming had thought of using the crime rate to lock on those people, but the history that this land carried was too heavy. From the Shang and Zhou dynasties to the present, there were a full several thousand years. She was not sure how many years of data she needed to count.

After all, on this land, there had never been a lack of persecuted people. Many people were eaten by the feudal ethical code, and many poor common people were oppressed by their own great clans.

Hearing Yan Zhiming’s words, Ling Yilin’s tone softened a little. “That’s enough. Also, remember to pay attention to the missing person cases. The best way to awaken that kind of thing is to fill it with human lives and to water and nourish it with fresh blood.”

“Thank you for your reminder, senior,” Yan Zhiming thanked her solemnly. “That little disciple of mine, I’ll have to trouble you to look after her.”

Ling Yilin was noncommittal and hung up the phone directly after she had said what she had to say.

What trouble or not? For the sake of Meng Jiuge calling her “senior,” of course, she would look after this junior.

**

The matter of the evil demon was temporarily left to the Administration to handle. Ling Yilin’s current daily routine was to watch Meng Jiuge train, trying to make it so that when she was sleeping, her body would also absorb spiritual energy because of the habit she had developed over a long period of time.

The reason was very simple. Ling Yilin hated the evil demon. She wanted the evil demon to die!

Meng Jiuge was a restless person. To not be able to stop cultivating for twenty-four hours a day, such a hard life was too difficult for her to bear.

However, Meng Jiuge was also a person who could not refuse a fluffy thing. So after Ling Yilin had sacrificed herself and tacitly allowed her to get a chance to groom her after a week of hard work, Meng Jiuge cultivated as if she had been injected with chicken blood.

“Senior, if I can collect the floating fur that is groomed off, I won’t know that I have become such a sunny, cheerful, and cultivation-loving young person!” Meng Jiuge said while grooming.

Ling Yilin was being served quite comfortably, so she simply continued to turn a blind eye.

And so, time quickly came to January. After the final exams, the spiritual power in Meng Jiuge’s body had reached the standard to break through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Putting aside her exam scores, after Ling Yilin had set up a good spirit-gathering array, she began to enter a state of meditation and Foundation Establishment according to her instructions.

She guided the spiritual power in her body, letting it slowly gather towards her dantian, and then continuously compressed the spiritual power, letting it turn into a liquid or even a solid state, and at the same time, continuously widened her own meridians…

After Meng Jiuge had entered a state of meditation, she kept repeating the key points in her heart. There were those that Ling Yilin had told her, and those that her master had told her, with the main theme being to use all the techniques.

One day, two days, five days… Meng Jiuge’s closed-door cultivation lasted for a full seven days. The spiritual power in her body was constantly increasing and solidifying.

Generally speaking, a cultivator’s Foundation Establishment started from three days, and taking half a month was also normal in the Dharma-ending Age.

However, Meng Jiuge’s talent was exceptionally outstanding, and she was also in a spirit-gathering array with a continuous supply of spiritual power. The time for her breakthrough, according to common sense, should be about three days, and at most, it would not exceed five days.

Because a forced interruption would damage Meng Jiuge’s meridians, after Ling Yilin had realized that her closed-door cultivation was too long, she had called Yan Zhiming over to see if there was a problem somewhere.

“Senior, I can’t see any problem. Xiao Ge’s state looks very good, and the spirit stones in the spirit-gathering array are also continuously emitting spiritual power,” Yan Zhiming said, pausing for a moment, and guessed, “Perhaps Xiao Ge’s talent is a bit special, and the time and spiritual power needed for Foundation Establishment are much more than an ordinary cultivator?”

Ling Yilin’s brow furrowed for a moment. “I hope so.”

For some reason, a very subtle feeling emerged in Ling Yilin’s heart. She seemed to be looking forward to Meng Jiuge’s Foundation Establishment, but at a certain moment, her heart would inexplicably reject such a result.

Yan Zhiming’s arrival did not change anything. She just set up some defensive arrays outside the original spirit-gathering array. That way, even if something unexpected happened to Meng Jiuge, the array could still protect her in time.

And so, another seven days passed, and New Year’s Eve also arrived.

As the bureau chief of a branch, Yan Zhiming had many things to report. After staying in the villa for less than two days, she was called away by her subordinates.

During this period, Ye Simin had also come, but she was a little afraid of Ling Yilin and only stayed here for a small half a day before she left.

Meng Jiuge’s nominal senior sister was even busier than Yan Zhiming. She, who was fighting on the front lines against the demonic cultivators, could not come to A City to see her little junior sister and could only mail a pile of things over.

A person’s New Year’s Eve seemed a little too cold. Ling Yilin looked at Meng Jiuge, who was still in a state of meditation and breaking through in the room. She had no thought of making a New Year’s Eve dinner, and even less of a thought of watching the Spring Festival Gala and staying up late.

After looking at the fireworks in the distance by the window, Ling Yilin turned around and turned into a cat-sized cub, jumped onto the cat’s nest that Meng Jiuge had bought before, and curled up her body to brew sleepiness.

That way, if something went wrong with Meng Jiuge’s breakthrough, Ling Yilin could also react at the first moment.

Under the anticipation of many people, with a countdown of three, two, one, the new year arrived.

In the areas where fireworks were allowed to be set off, the sky was soon filled and illuminated by various colored fireworks, which would give people the illusion of dawn at a certain moment.

Ling Yilin slept very soundly. It was unknown if it was because the sound of the fireworks in the suburbs was too loud, or if she had dreamed of something. Her fluffy ears would twitch from time to time.

If Meng Jiuge had seen it, she would most likely have taken out her phone to take a photo and then started to hug the little tiger and take a deep breath.

Would she do this? Of course, she would!

Meng Jiuge, who was in a state of meditation, opened her eyes at some point. A dazed look flashed in her eyes, and it soon turned into a calm and at-ease look.

After getting up, Meng Jiuge’s gaze fell on the little milk tiger beside her. Not only did the corners of her mouth curl up slightly, but a never-before-seen attachment and longing also appeared in her eyes.

Xiao Yi, long time no see.

Meng Jiuge soon sat down cross-legged again. After bending down to observe the soundly sleeping little tiger, the smile on her lips became more and more obvious.

“If I could really be a carefree little tiger, it seems to be quite good,” Meng Jiuge muttered, a hint of an unknown emotion in her eyes.

After looking for two minutes, Meng Jiuge placed her hand on the little tiger’s head and stroked it down her fur, from her back all the way to the base of her tail before she stopped.

Once, twice, three times. When she stroked her for the fifth time, Ling Yilin’s ears twitched, and her tail, which was originally on the ground, also began to wag.

“Meng Jiuge? You’ve reached the Foundation Establishment stage?” Ling Yilin opened her eyes in a daze. Before she could see who the person in front of her was, she first found that her chin was being stroked.

Out of her body’s instinct, Ling Yilin narrowed her eyes and even let out a low purr.

So comfortable. Meng Jiuge’s skills were not bad.

Hmm? What was Meng Jiuge doing? She dared to touch her own chin after she had broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage! Did she treat her as a pet?

Ling Yilin quickly woke up, directly slapped Meng Jiuge’s hand with her paw, let out a low milk tiger’s roar, and then jumped up and gave Meng Jiuge a paw.

This was not the first time Ling Yilin had done this. If there were no accidents, her paw, without its nails extended, would accurately hit Meng Jiuge’s nose.

Meng Jiuge would then let out a cry of pain, cover her own nose, and quickly guarantee that she would not dare to do it next time, using her pitiful act to calm her anger.

But this time it seemed to be different, because the paw that Ling Yilin had extended was caught by Meng Jiuge.

Not only that, Meng Jiuge also seemed to have grown bolder and reached out her other hand to grab the little tiger, directly pressing the little beast’s soft belly against her own face.

“Xiao Yi, long time no see~” Meng Jiuge dragged out the last syllable. Even if her voice was mostly blocked by the little tiger, it did not affect the joyful tone in it.

The strange and familiar address made Ling Yilin’s vigilance instantly max out. After struggling out of Meng Jiuge’s hands with all her limbs, she landed on the ground and turned back into a human.

“Who are you?” Ling Yilin narrowed her eyes and showed a dangerous look, directly placing her hand on Meng Jiuge’s neck. With just a little force, she could break the other’s neck.

“I am Meng Jiuge,” Meng Jiuge raised her head, showing her neck in return, a fearless smile on her face. “Don’t you remember me? But I have always remembered you.”

“Are you Meng Jiuge?” Ling Yilin’s fingers tightened slightly, and her fingertips could clearly feel the beating blood vessels.

“No, you are not Meng Jiuge,” Ling Yilin’s tone was firm.

The little snack’s courage was only to secretly take advantage of her. Her aura and face had not yet cultivated to that extent. What the little snack had broken through was her cultivation, not her bottom line and shame.

“Perhaps it’s more appropriate to say it another way,” Meng Jiuge said. After a three-second pause, she spoke again. “For example, I am Meng Jiuge, but I am not just the Meng Jiuge of this world.”

“You should have guessed this long ago, right? In this body, there is something from the Meng Jiuge of another world,” Meng Jiuge said, her eyes full of a relaxed smile.

This Meng Jiuge didn’t seem to be worried at all that Ling Yilin would do anything to her. Even if Ling Yilin’s hand had already locked her neck, she still thought so.

【Mas-master, I feel a very powerful aura, an aura that is almost the same as your peak state. I can’t find much information about Meng Jiuge…】

Xiao Qi’s reaction made Ling Yilin’s brow furrow even tighter, and her gaze towards Meng Jiuge became even more sharp. “Don’t play riddles with me. Tell me everything you know.”

Meng Jiuge chuckled softly. “Xiao Yi, you’re still so impatient.”

“But I don’t have much time to waste either. What I can tell you depends on what you want to ask me,” Meng Jiuge said, pausing for a moment. “I can probably answer three of your questions.”

After a little thought, Ling Yilin asked the first question. “You seem to remember many things I don’t know. I want to know how you see the relationship between you and me.”

“We have the most intimate relationship, and we have maintained this relationship for a very, very long time. It was so in the past, it is so now, and it will only be so in the future,” Meng Jiuge said, her tone extremely firm and decisive.

This answer made many guesses appear in Ling Yilin’s heart. “I want to know your identity, all of your identities.”

A hint of helplessness appeared in Meng Jiuge’s eyes. “Due to some restrictions, I can’t completely answer this question. You just have to remember that I am Meng Jiuge, and Meng Jiuge is me.”

“Isn’t that a nonsense sentence?” Ling Yilin’s eyelid twitched. “This question is void. I want to ask another question.”

“Alright, you can ask,” Meng Jiuge seemed to have already expected Ling Yilin’s reaction, her tone very flat.

“Why did I have to discard those memories? If I had always remembered them, would there have been any serious consequences?” Ling Yilin asked.

“Because you can’t remember yet. The time has not yet come. It is so for you, and it is so for me,” Meng Jiuge said calmly.

“Xiao Yi, don’t force yourself to recall those things. No one can snatch away the memories that belong to you. As long as the time is right, you will remember everything.”

Ling Yilin did not speak. After staring at Meng Jiuge for a long time, she let go of her neck.

“One last question. When you gave me that sword, did you have your memory?” Ling Yilin asked, her color becoming extremely complicated.

Ling Yilin was no fool. When Xiao Qi had said that the other’s strength was comparable to her peak state, she had already had some guesses.

Meng Jiuge smiled, the look on her face becoming relaxed. “At that time, I only had a part of my memory. I only knew that I had to stop the demon king who was destined to destroy the world and weaken the other’s power as much as possible.”

“Just weaken?” Ling Yilin was half-believing and half-doubting.

“Just weaken,” Meng Jiuge’s answer was exceptionally certain.

“The three questions are over, and it’s time for me to leave,” Meng Jiuge said, taking a step forward and hugging Ling Yilin. “Xiao Yi, there’s no need to force yourself. Just do it step by step according to your own thoughts. That’s enough.”

“You have already done a lot. The rest, you can just leave it to me,” as her voice fell, Meng Jiuge stood on her tiptoes and kissed Ling Yilin’s lips.

Before Ling Yilin could react, she found that Meng Jiuge in her arms seemed to have had her consciousness pulled away and had instantly lost her strength.