Volume 3, Chapter 202 – Lost Little Girl

Lu Zhuxin reached out and retrieved the towel from the water.

She unfolded the soaked towel and draped it over her chest.

The warm, damp towel seemed to still retain Chi Xiyan’s heat.

The comforting warmth gently covered her chest.

Lu Zhuxin slowly leaned back, lying down in the bath. She lazily stretched. She let the medicinal hot water completely immerse her.

Being soaked naked in water like this was the most relaxed she’d been in a while.

She raised her hand and lightly touched her neck.

The wound cut by the dagger was emanating faint warmth.

The wound on her neck was naturally real.

Chi Xiyan was skilled in medicine. Feigning injury in front of her would be like showing off one’s axe skills before Lu Ban. To deceive Chi Xiyan, it naturally had to be real enough.

Besides that, there was another troublesome matter, which was her cultivation level. The pulse of a cultivator with cultivation was completely different from that of a mortal without cultivation.

However, this problem hadn’t caused Lu Zhuxin any trouble.

Previously, when Lu Zhuxin’s heat period erupted and her cultivation completely dispersed, she had discovered something.

When her demonic power completely dissipated or was hidden, her bodily characteristics were no different from a mortal’s.

Lu Zhuxin speculated this might be related to her transmigration.

When she first transmigrated to this world, although she had already become a fox demon, there was no demonic power or cultivation within her body.

Her Eighth Realm cultivation was infused into her by the System after she accepted its tasks.

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Lu Zhuxin didn’t understand why her transmigration followed such a process.

It was neither soul transmigration nor body transmigration.

Body transmigration? Her gender and species had completely changed.

Soul transmigration? This body wasn’t Ming Zhaoxi’s original appearance either, and even the cultivation was infused later.

“Ming Zhaoxi hasn’t made a sound in almost a month. Has she really died?”

Lu Zhuxin thought to herself.

Moreover, it wasn’t just Ming Zhaoxi. Even the other System had similarly shown no response for over a month.

“My cultivation was infused by the System. If the System is really gone, will my cultivation gradually dissipate too?”

Lu Zhuxin didn’t know the answer.

She couldn’t determine the state of her System.

However, one thing was certain. During this month of the System’s complete silence, her cultivation hadn’t weakened.

“Forget it, I don’t need to think about this now. I don’t plan to rely on this cultivation for anything anyway.”

For Lu Zhuxin, the greatest advantage this Eighth Realm cultivation brought her was the perceptive power of Eighth Realm spiritual consciousness.

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Lu Zhuxin soaked in the medicinal bath for a while. Only when she felt the pool water’s temperature gradually decrease did she reluctantly stand up.

The Fox Palace baths could maintain constant temperature using formations, but the Chi family’s bath surprisingly couldn’t.

Was this intentional by Chi Xiyan, or did it simply not have this function?

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Lu Zhuxin complained internally as she used a towel to dry her body.

Then, looking at the clean clothes neatly folded beside the pool, she fell into contemplation.

Oh no! She shouldn’t have let Chi Xiyan leave so early.

Lu Zhuxin had forgotten that she still couldn’t skillfully dress herself in ancient clothing.

Normally, Hu Mei’er helped her. But now, Hu Mei’er wasn’t by her side. She could only rely on herself for everything.

“Ugh!”

The clothes the Chi family maids prepared for her looked like the kind of ornate, simultaneously difficult-to-wear aristocratic young lady attire.

Usually, young ladies from prominent families had personal maids to help them dress and wash.

“I need to find time to bring Hu Mei’er over.”

At this moment, Lu Zhuxin could only helplessly pull the clothes over and casually throw them on herself.

Never mind how it looked. At least she couldn’t walk out naked in the middle of the night.

“This Chi Xiyan girl is so heartless! Leaving an injured person who can’t dress herself all alone!”

“Isn’t she afraid I’ll tear my wound while dressing?”

“Really such a heartless girl!”

After putting on her clothes, Lu Zhuxin pushed the door open and walked out.

She remembered that the bedroom Chi Xiyan prepared for her was in another courtyard nearby.

At this time, night had unknowingly fallen.

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Within the Chi residence, bright lanterns had been lit.

However, for some reason, there wasn’t a single person in the courtyard where Lu Zhuxin went. It was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

This quiet atmosphere made Lu Zhuxin feel something unusual.

Her Eighth Realm spiritual consciousness slowly spread out. Then, her delicate brows twitched slightly.

Someone was hiding in the shadows, observing her.

This person’s cultivation was very strong, close to the Seventh Realm, equivalent to Hu Mei’er. Among prominent human families, this was already a rare expert.

A Chi residence guard?

No, a guard shouldn’t so brazenly spy on a young woman who had just bathed in the courtyard.

If even a guard dared to offend a young lady within the residence so presumptuously, then the Chi family would not deserve its reputation as a prominent family.

Not a guard, so what kind of person could it be?

Moreover, that person was clearly targeting Lu Zhuxin.

Lu Zhuxin’s spiritual consciousness lightly swept over that person.

It was a man with refined features, luxuriously dressed. From his appearance, he looked about thirty years old.

Of course, one couldn’t judge a cultivator’s age from appearance.

After reviewing this person’s characteristics in her mind, Lu Zhuxin deduced his identity.

“The Chi family head, Chi Jingwen.”

“Has he secretly come to see his daughter?”

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But why would the Chi family head come to see his daughter yet not show himself openly, instead hiding to observe in secret?

Lu Zhuxin pressed her lips together slightly, her thoughts turning. She roughly speculated Chi Jingwen’s thinking.

“So, he’s doubting my identity?”

“Is it because he doesn’t trust Chi Xiyan? Or are there other reasons?”

Lu Zhuxin felt somewhat strange.

In the original text, there was no such scene.

In the original book, when Song Shiyuan was acknowledged back into the Chi family, there were almost no complications.

Lu Zhuxin hadn’t written any plot where Chi Jingwen doubted Song Shiyuan’s identity.

Had this change occurred because she altered the plot, making the Chi family’s true legitimate daughter appear early?

However, upon further thought, Lu Zhuxin felt that Chi Jingwen’s reaction was more reasonable.

She laughed softly to herself, not minding Chi Jingwen’s spying.

A gentle breeze came. Lu Zhuxin reached out to adjust her clothes.

“ Achoo … Cold…”

She sneezed lightly, hugging her chest with both hands, shrinking her body slightly.

She walked to the center of the courtyard, looking left and right, surveying her surroundings. Like a lost little girl, her face showed nervousness and confusion.

“Um… where am I supposed to go?”