Saving the White Moonlight Chapter 14

Yan Zhuguang woke three days later.
Transforming her physique on the foundation of this battered body had clearly made the system’s task harder.
Moreover, during this time, Yun Mixue had been guarding Yan Zhuguang’s side the whole while, driving out the lightning tribulation power for her and treating her injuries.
Although the system’s origins were extraordinary, doing things under the spiritual sense of a Nascent Soul cultivator was not that easy.
After Yan Zhuguang woke, even the system’s voice sounded weaker. “Dear Host, next time, please do not torment yourself like this again.”
Tormenting Host was also tormenting it.
Yan Zhuguang thought that she was not someone who enjoyed suffering. How could she like tormenting herself?
“Host, you must remember what you are thinking right now!”
The lightning tribulation power inside Yan Zhuguang had been completely driven out, and the body damaged by the lightning tribulation had also been fully repaired. Apart from the congenital weakness of this body, there was nothing seriously wrong.
As for the congenital weakness, it would have to be slowly nourished later.
Her body had now been completely transformed into the Wood Spirit Body. In the future, as her cultivation deepened, these weak points would slowly repair themselves.
After confirming the condition of her body, Yan Zhuguang opened her eyes.
The first thing that entered her sight was an unfamiliar bed canopy. Before she opened her eyes, she had already sensed the situation around her, so she was not very surprised.
Yan Zhuguang sat up. The thin silk quilt slid down from her body. She stretched out her hands and looked. She had already been changed into a new set of clothes.
“Host’s earlier clothes were destroyed by the lightning tribulation,” the system said sneakily. “Host was badly injured by the lightning tribulation. Your body was torn and broken all over. These past few days, Senior Sister has been taking care of Host.”
“The dress Host is wearing now was personally changed by Senior Sister too.”
Yan Zhuguang’s heart moved. She raised her head and looked around. Yun Mixue was not here. She was the only person in this room.
The system said, “Senior Sister is busy with sect affairs. After seeing that you were out of danger, she went to handle her work. But while you were unconscious, whenever Senior Sister had time, she definitely came back to stay by your side.”
“Mm.”
Yan Zhuguang lifted her arm and looked at the snow-white dress she wore. This color truly was like Yun Mixue’s. It only felt a little awkward on her.
The clothes did fit.
But as a servant disciple, she had spent half a year soaking in spiritual fields and doing all sorts of rough work. Her hands looked somewhat coarse. Before that, this body had only been a little beggar, so naturally the skin was not good.
Although with spiritual energy, it would not be hard to nurse herself back to health, right now she was still an earthy little girl. This dress was very beautiful, but when she wore it, it did not look very harmonious.
The system hurried to comfort her. “Host, that is only your imagination!”
“Is that so?”
“Of course!” the system quickly said. “If Host does not believe me, I can show Host a mirror!”
Yan Zhuguang raised a hand and touched the lotus-leaf sleeves of the white dress. She said nothing.
When Yun Mixue came to the side room, this was the scene she saw.
The pretty little girl she had brought back touched her sleeves, then tugged at her clothes, as if curious and also unused to them.
If someone else made such movements, they might look foolish. But when Yan Zhuguang did it, there was an odd sweetness and cuteness that made a person smile.
Yun Mixue smiled. She walked into the side room and said warmly, “Zhuguang is awake?”
Yan Zhuguang noticed Yun Mixue’s arrival and widened her eyes. “Immortal?”
She seemed at a loss and wanted to get off the bed. But perhaps because she had just recovered, and because her body had stiffened after lying for several days, her feet were not coordinated. She actually tripped on the quilt and fell headfirst toward the floor.
Yun Mixue was startled too. In her urgency, she teleported to the bedside and barely caught Yan Zhuguang.
Yan Zhuguang squeezed her eyes shut and waited for pain to arrive. The corners around her upturned eyes wrinkled from the force.
Yun Mixue felt the small body in her arms go completely stiff. She could not help laughing softly and said to the frozen little girl, “All right. Nothing happened.”
Yan Zhuguang opened her eyes at once. Seeing herself held in Yun Mixue’s arms, her cheeks reddened slightly. She carefully backed out of Yun Mixue’s embrace, then quickly wrapped herself tightly in the little quilt that had nearly made her fall.
Perhaps feeling that this movement was too rude, the little girl loosened the quilt again. Her eyes glanced at Yun Mixue, then withdrew in embarrassment. She scratched her head and stared at the bed beside Yun Mixue. In a tiny voice, she said, “Thank you, Immortal.”
Yun Mixue was amused by this whole series of flustered movements. Considering the little girl’s pride, she did not dare laugh out loud. She held it in her heart and only felt that this little girl was truly too cute.
Yun Mixue came from a great cultivation family. The girls she had met since childhood were either spoiled, unruly young ladies or graceful daughters of great houses. She had not really met such a shy little girl before.
Mm. Shy was shy, but if someone offended her field of work, she would become like a hedgehog, raising all the sharp spines on her body.
Who knew how such a temperament had formed?
Yun Mixue thought of the hidden injuries she had discovered while treating the girl, and her heart trembled again.
She sat by the bed, reached out, and pulled the little girl curled into a ball on the bed closer. Then she took the shoes she had prepared and helped her put them on.
The little girl held one shoe and said in a voice as thin as a mosquito, “Immortal, I… I can do it myself.”
Yun Mixue did not insist.
“Be more careful next time,” she reminded.
“Mm.” The sound of agreement trembled a little.
Yan Zhuguang quickly put on the shoes, stood up beside the bed, and clasped her hands behind her back. Her eyes stared at the tips of her shoes for a while before she raised her head. “Immortal, where is this? Why am I here?”
Yun Mixue said gently, “Do you still remember what happened earlier?”
Yan Zhuguang’s eyes went blank. She frowned and thought for a moment. “I remember…”
“I brought the spiritual grain worms up the mountain. After I climbed to the top…”
“Ah. I remember the sky suddenly turned dark, and then a purple light covered me. It was very scary. It hurt so much…”
As if remembering the fear and pain of being struck by lightning, Yan Zhuguang trembled. “I think I was struck by lightning.”
Yan Zhuguang did not want to deceive Yun Mixue, so her words were very vague.
“Do not be afraid.” Yun Mixue held Yan Zhuguang’s arm, pulled her to the bedside, and pressed her down to sit beside her. She patted her back and comforted her softly. “Do not be afraid. It has already passed.”
Yan Zhuguang lowered her head. “Am I… a bad person?”
Yun Mixue was a little taller than Yan Zhuguang. Sitting beside each other, with Yan Zhuguang lowering her head, Yun Mixue could only see the top of her dark hair.
Yun Mixue had tidied this black hair herself. Earlier, when the little girl was struck by lightning tribulation, her hair had luckily not been destroyed like her clothing, but it had become messy and fluffy.
Yun Mixue stretched out her long, snow-white fingers and smoothed the little girl’s slightly disordered hair. “Why would you think that?”
“I heard people say that only those who do bad things get struck by lightning from heaven. I…”
Yan Zhuguang’s voice was very pleasant. Although it was still somewhat young, it felt soft to the ear. Now her words carried fear and a faint tremble, and her voice was small. It made a person unable to help softening, unable to help wanting to comfort her.
“Zhuguang has heard that bad people are struck by lightning. Then after bad people are struck by lightning, can they still live?”
Yan Zhuguang shook her head. “They said people struck by heaven’s lightning die badly. Then they definitely do not live.”
“But Zhuguang is still alive.”
A gentle palm rubbed the top of Yan Zhuguang’s head. “Zhuguang has only heard that bad people are struck by lightning from heaven. Have you heard that lightning tribulation is the heavenly Dao’s test for geniuses?”
“Zhuguang survived the test. In the future, you will surely become a powerful person.”
“Really?”
Yan Zhuguang lifted her head. Her eyes were red, and a crystal tear hung on her lashes, trembling as if about to fall. But her eyes were full of hope, making it impossible to deny her.
“Mm. Truly.”
Yun Mixue raised her hand and wiped away the tear on her lashes. “All right. The Zhuguang I know can speak clearly in front of a crowd of cultivators stronger than herself. She will not cry.”
Yan Zhuguang said, “I am not crying.”
If she had not sniffled, those words might have been more convincing.
“Mm. All right. Zhuguang is not crying.”
Yan Zhuguang heard something off in her tone and could not help pouting. But after looking around, she asked the earlier question again. “Immortal, where is this?”
“This is my cave residence.”
“Immortal’s home?” Yan Zhuguang said. “It is amazing and beautiful. It is completely different from where I lived.”
She carefully touched the soft bed beneath her.
Before Yun Mixue could say anything, Yan Zhuguang stood up again, bent low, and bowed to Yun Mixue. “I was struck by lightning. Immortal must have saved me. Thank you, Immortal. In the future, even if Yan Zhuguang must work like an ox or horse, I will repay Immortal’s life-saving grace.”
Yun Mixue helped Yan Zhuguang up. “Silly girl. I only brought you back to my cave residence. I did not do much else. Where is the need for you to repay me?”
“The one who gave you the healing pill was another sister.”
“Another sister?” Yan Zhuguang tilted her head. “Then I will repay that sister too. But Immortal has shown kindness to Zhuguang. Zhuguang will not forget it.”
Yun Mixue was somewhat helpless toward her stubbornness.
“Zhuguang still remembers that I told you before to cultivate well and come find me later, right? If Zhuguang cultivates well, that will be the best repayment to me.”
Yan Zhuguang nodded hard. “I have always remembered.”
She raised a smile. “Immortal still remembers my name. I am very happy.”
She seemed very easy to satisfy.
Then she patted her head. “I don’t know what time it is now. I need to go back and work. I hope the steward will not scold me.”
“Senior Sister, how do I get back to the spiritual field area?”
Seeing her dazed appearance, Yun Mixue said, “You are no longer in Yimiao Sect.”
“Ah?”
The little girl froze.