An Encounter with the Tsundere Immortal Lady Chapter 3

Wolves! A wolf pack! Lin Wuxi wanted to cry but had no tears. With her magical power gone, her only advantage against these creatures was her agility. But against a wolf pack—even if she had a hundred Speed Talismans and used them all, she couldn’t outrun them! Facing the pack, her only option was to climb a tree.
But how could the wolves let her climb so easily? The moment Lin Wuxi moved, the quiet forest filled with the sound of dense running. Soon, the pack, which had been hundreds of meters away, surrounded the base of her tree. A hundred pairs of eyes stared up at her.
Wolves couldn’t climb trees, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t reach her. The pack spread out around the tree. Then, a large male wolf stepped forward. It gauged the distance, retreated a few steps, then sprinted and leaped powerfully from several meters away, jaws wide, aiming for Lin Wuxi.
Lin Wuxi broke out in a cold sweat. She swiftly drew the Qingyu Brush, twisted it to reveal a hidden dagger, and stabbed it into the tree trunk. Using it as a leverage point, she leaped. The huge wolf’s jaws snapped shut on only one of her shoes. She had narrowly avoided the attack.
The wolf missed. It whimpered in frustration but didn’t leave. After pacing beneath the tree, the lead wolf howled. The pack closed in, taking positions, and began to dig at the tree’s roots! Lin Wuxi saw their flat bellies—they were starving. Attracted by the scent of her blood, they wouldn’t give up.
If she hadn’t noticed their plan quickly, she would have truly been trapped.
But this was no time for relief. The wolves were determined. With their sharp claws, the tree would fall in minutes, and she would face the ravenous pack.
The harsh grating of claws on bark frayed Lin Wuxi’s nerves. The tree shook violently under the assault, leaves rustling loudly. The other wolves circled below, eyes fixed on her, ready to pounce at her slightest movement. Death felt terrifyingly close.
A light sweat beaded on Lin Wuxi’s forehead. The wolves had already dug through nearly two-thirds of the trunk. Soon! The critical moment is almost here!
Creak! The thick trunk tilted slowly. The wolves growled in anticipation. Now! Lin Wuxi pushed off the falling tree, leaping into the air. She mustered the last wisp of her sealed magical power and shot forward several hundred meters, finally breaking free of their encirclement.
But she wasn’t safe yet. A few hundred meters meant nothing to the wolves; they could catch up in an instant.
Less than a minute remained of the butterfly demon’s fifteen. Though she didn’t know if she could trust its word, Lin Wuxi doubted the Wan Hen Sect would push its disciples into a truly hopeless situation. Besides, trusting the demon was her only hope now.
Even running desperately after landing, Lin Wuxi felt the wolves rapidly closing in. All she could hear was the rustling of their paws on the grass. The trees blurred past, and she couldn’t feel her feet on the soft earth anymore.
But her desperate sprint didn’t widen the gap. Instead, she sensed the wolves were right behind her. Hundreds of them. The feeling was unbearable.
She gripped the cyan jade dagger in her hand. Three seconds. She could smell their fetid breath. The next moment, a wolf lunged. Lin Wuxi met it head-on, plunging her dagger into its gaping maw, enduring the searing pain in her arm as its jaws clamped down. Dragging the beast, she veered sharply towards an opening in their ranks to her right. The sudden move made the pursuing pack hesitate for a fraction of a second. In that instant, a white light enveloped Lin Wuxi. The test was over.
On a plaza, a white light flashed, and a disheveled dark figure shot out, rushing forward without pausing. When the onlookers saw her clearly, they gasped. Her clothes were in tatters, she was missing a shoe, and horrifying wounds on her arm were healing at a visible rate. If not for the tell-tale shimmer of light that marked a trial participant, they would have mistaken her for a demonic intruder and apprehended her on the spot.
Before anyone could react, another white light flashed right in front of the rushing Lin Wuxi. A graceful figure materialized. They were only a few meters apart. They’re going to collide! everyone thought. When they saw who the second figure was, they were stunned. It’s her! The same thought flashed through every mind.
The rushing figure was Lin Wuxi, still propelled by the momentum from her desperate escape. The trial had ended mid-sprint. Seeing the figure suddenly appear before her, Lin Wuxi gritted her teeth. Silently reciting an incantation, a large stone materialized between them. Tapping her toes on it, she launched herself upwards, right foot angling against its side, left hand pushing off. She veered sharply left, narrowly avoiding a collision.
Having just escaped the wolves, Lin Wuxi no longer cared for appearances. She tumbled through the air a few times and landed, sprawling on the ground. Gazing at the azure sky, feeling the magical power now surging through her, a flicker of understanding ignited within her. Her slender fingers traced the scratches on her arm. The once-vicious wounds were gone without a scar. This is the difference between cultivators and mortals. The wolves that had pushed her to the brink could now be obliterated with a wave of her hand.
Were the wolves not strong or skilled enough? Impossible! Having faced death against them, she knew their ferocity. Was she too weak then? How could she be, having escaped a pack of over a hundred!
In the face of absolute power, she realized, everything else—acuity, wisdom, courage, justice, evil, right, or wrong—is meaningless, like fleeting clouds. One can only be at the mercy of others. Just like my own helplessness before so-called fate.
So, how can I truly grasp my own destiny?
Lin Wuxi lay on the ground, lost in her own thoughts about other things. Meanwhile, the crowd beside her instantly fell completely silent. All eyes focused on that person, watching the figure enveloped in a flickering, faint blue light, and the equally dazzling light in their hand that hinted at extraordinary power. They couldn’t help but sigh at Lin Wuxi’s good fortune. Everyone would want to experience even a fragment of that person’s magic arts.
That figure retracted the light around them and the light in their hand. Under the crowd’s gazes filled with astonishment, admiration, jealousy, and envy, they slowly walked over to where Lin Wuxi lay.
“Who are you?”
A clear, elegant, and pleasant voice came from beside her. Lin Wuxi, who was immersed in her thoughts, snapped back to reality. She turned and saw a pair of beautiful and luxurious boots. Above them was a robe brimming with spiritual energy, embroidered with simple yet elegant patterns of pure white clouds and roaming dragons. Around the waist was a light yellow, curved jade ornament; its radiance flowed, its luster spiritual and exquisite, clearly an extraordinary item. Looking further up, she saw an incomparably elegant and beautiful face: delicate features, red lips, captivating the soul and mesmerizing the mind. Her entire aura was exceedingly ethereal, supremely noble, yet also extremely sharp. Before her, it seemed as if everything in the world lost its brilliance. In a daze, Lin Wuxi felt an unconscious urge to bow in worship.
Lin Wuxi narrowed her eyes. What an incredibly beautiful face! she thought. She stood up and performed a graceful salute, saying, “I am Lin Wuxi, a disciple of Elder Lingyuan. During the trial, I unintentionally offended Senior Sister Yu Huang. I hope Senior Sister will forgive me.”
Indeed, this was Yu Huang. The super genius of the cultivation world, rarely seen in a hundred years, who shone with immense brilliance. The Boundless Fairy, renowned far and wide since the age of fifteen. The number one disciple of the Wanhen Sect.
Yu Huang glanced at Lin Wuxi, nodded in return, and said, “No matter.”
Having received the answer she wanted, Yu Huang turned to leave. She summoned her Qingluan sword, and in the blink of an eye, she transformed into a streak of light and disappeared before everyone.
Lin Wuxi spread her hands. The Boundless Fairy is indeed just like the rumors say, she thought. Polite and courteous, yet cold and distant.
Lin Wuxi’s trial was complete. Next, she just needed to wait for the Wanhen Sect to announce the examination results. She finally had a chance to examine the command token that had appeared in her hand after the trial ended. It was only palm-sized, exquisitely crafted, with spiritual energy flowing around it. In the center was carved the character for ‘Special’. The calligraphy was vigorous and ancient, identical to the three characters ‘Sky Peak’ on the stone tablet in the square, suggesting they were carved by the same hand.
Lin Wuxi knew this was the special decree token for completing the mental state trial. Her hard work had not been in vain. With it, she could obtain a spot for external missions, an opportunity usually only available to the sect’s core disciples, and take another step closer to her goal.
She breathed a sigh of relief. Lin Wuxi also mounted her Qingyu Brush and flew towards Muyun Peak, where she resided.