Saving the White Moonlight Chapter 16

“Eh?”
The system let out a small sound of surprise.
“What is it?”
The system returned to itself. “Oh, nothing, Host. The early plot has begun.”
“It cannot really be called the early plot. There is still a very long time before the true plot begins.” By then, Senior Sister could only appear in the plot through memories.
“This is a piece of background that was mentioned in the book.”
Yan Zhuguang said lightly, “Keep it simple.”
The system quickly refined its words. “The male lead is about to ascend the throne – pah, the male lead is about to inherit the position of Fenghua Immortal Sect’s sect master.”
“Explain.”
Yan Zhuguang actually did not know much about the “book” the system spoke of. From the system, she had only learned the rough experience of its main target, the white moonlight Yun Mixue, and even that she had listened to selectively.
The contents of the book should originally have been poured directly into Yan Zhuguang’s mind after she bound with the system. But at first, Yan Zhuguang had not bound with the system. After she did bind, she immediately turned off the notification sound effects. The system itself had also forgotten about this matter, so it had been delayed until now.
“I almost forgot. Host still has not received the plot.”
The system said, “Does Host want me to pour the plot into you?”
Yan Zhuguang turned over and lay flat on the bed. “How would that work?”
“It would be projected directly into Host’s mind.”
Yan Zhuguang narrowed her eyes. “No need. Just give me the general idea.”
Yan Zhuguang did not like others moving their hands around her consciousness. Clearly, she would not allow the system to pour anything directly into her mind. Also, knowing the so-called plot in too much detail might create fixed impressions and interfere with her judgment instead.
“You really do not need it?” the system asked carefully. “Directly receiving the plot is very convenient, and it can help Host complete the mission better.”
Host was still so different from everyone else.
“Really?” Yan Zhuguang’s tone seemed like a smile but not quite. “If it were truly that easy, why did the twenty hosts before me all fail? Did they not all receive the plot?”
The system choked. That seemed true.
“Do not forget. This is a real world. So what if it evolved from a book? Everything in this world, every flower and blade of grass, truly exists. Let alone people.”
“People change.” Yan Zhuguang’s gaze emptied, her eyes unfocused. “Can you guarantee that the plot characters you speak of will stay exactly the same?”
“Even if only one small link is lost, the future can change completely.”
“You must remember. From the moment I fell into this world, this world could no longer develop exactly according to the so-called plot.”
“At this point, how much of the plot you speak of can still be trusted?”
That was true.
Among its previous hosts, there had indeed been some who trusted the plot and the character settings too much, which caused their missions to deviate and fail. Or rather, most hosts had failed for that reason.
Maybe knowing the plot less clearly was actually a little better?
Yan Zhuguang successfully tangled the system’s thoughts. “Enough. Stop dragging this out. What is going on with the male lead inheriting the position?”
In truth, how could Yan Zhuguang not want to know the plot? She only hated having it forced directly into her mind.
People might change, and the plot might deviate, but there would always be some things that would not change in a short time. Of course the plot was useful.
However, wanting to know it did not mean she had to understand all of it at once. The system knew the plot anyway. It would be the same if the system slowly told her. Was it not more interesting to peel the fog away layer by layer?
To dump everything that would happen in the future, every person she would meet, and every event she would encounter into her head at once, then make her follow along step by step?
Yan Zhuguang felt she would go mad.
The system obediently said, “Host knows that the white moonlight is Fenghua Immortal Sect’s eldest senior sister, right?”
“Mm.”
“The male lead of this book was originally Fenghua Immortal Sect’s eldest senior brother.”
Fenghua Immortal Sect’s titled disciples were one hundred disciples under the age of one hundred whose strength was no lower than Core Formation. Among them, the strongest male disciple was called Eldest Senior Brother, and the strongest female disciple was called Eldest Senior Sister. The other disciples, regardless of gender, were ranked behind them according to strength.
The male lead of this book, Gu Chen, was the titled eldest senior brother of the same period as Yun Mixue. He was older than Yun Mixue and a little stronger.
“The book says that at this time, Fenghua Immortal Sect had suffered several heavy blows in a row, and its title as a super sect had already begun to shake.”
“Right now is Fenghua Immortal Sect’s lowest point. The previous sect master died midway, and the titled eldest senior brother Gu Chen was ordered to take up the post in a crisis. With Senior Sister and the elders assisting him, he led Fenghua Immortal Sect back to its peak.”
Since he was the male lead, of course he needed an impressive identity. This was especially true because this was a cultivation overbearing-CEO-style pampering romance that abused first and sweetened later. Substitute lover plot, body and heart abuse plot, running away while pregnant plot, memory loss plot – it had all of them.
If the male lead did not have a status that was powerful to the heavens, how could the story continue?
The system did not tell Host these things. After everything that had happened, it already knew that its host was probably a soul from a world similar to this cultivation world, not someone from a modern background.
Even if it told Host these terms, Host might not understand. Maybe she would even complain that these plots made no sense.
The system said, “The time we are in now is the part the book passed over in one line: Fenghua Immortal Sect’s most miserable period.”
In order to make the male lead’s image more layered, and since it did not take up plot space anyway, the author had waved a hand and added this background.
But the real world was different. The author could pass it over in one line. Once it became a real world, Fenghua Immortal Sect still had to suffer through that whole period.
“After this time passes and the female lead appears, Fenghua Immortal Sect will already have become the number one sect under heaven again.”
“Then she is blessed.”
The system quietly laughed twice and did not dare answer.
Blessed? The blessing of a female lead in an abuse-then-sweet pampering story was not something ordinary people could enjoy. That was truly heaven giving a great task to someone.
Yan Zhuguang thought for a moment. “So just now, she received news of the sect master’s death and is now heading to a meeting with the sect’s higher-ups?”
The system said, “Yes.”
Yan Zhuguang closed her eyes and thought. “It seems Fenghua Immortal Sect will be busy for a while. She may not have time to manage me.”
Next would come stabilizing people’s hearts, the new sect master’s succession, investigating the old sect master’s cause of death, dealing with probes and attacks from outside forces trying to take advantage of the fire, and so on. Yun Mixue would likely be so busy her feet did not touch the ground. She would have no time to come find Yan Zhuguang.
The system also felt some regret.
Its host had finally become familiar with the white moonlight and followed her to Fenghua Immortal Sect. This should have been the time to strike while the iron was hot and continue deepening their relationship.
It had not expected them to run into the male lead’s background plot. This was rather painful.
Host was not yet an official disciple of Fenghua Immortal Sect. Her status was low, and she had no weight. She could not help with this matter, and she would have no chance to intervene. Even if she did, people might say she was young and arrogant and did not know the height of heaven or the depth of earth.
So its host could only stay here and wait for the storm to pass.
It just did not know whether, by then, Senior Sister would still remember Host, this poor little girl she had brought back from Yimiao Sect.
“Then, Host, what should we do next?”
Yan Zhuguang said, “What I should do.”
“Ah?”
The system was a little confused.
“I should cultivate.”
Yan Zhuguang now had a heavenly spiritual root. Although the poison spiritual root had not been completely transformed, right now she still had a top single wood spiritual root. Her physique had also been changed into the Wood Spirit Body. Was this not the time to cultivate?
Before, her five spiritual roots made cultivation too slow. She had also been in the servant disciples’ area where spiritual energy was thin, and she had to tend spiritual fields every day with no time. That was why Yan Zhuguang’s strength had stayed at the first level of Qi Refining.
With Yan Zhuguang’s temperament, she would not feel resentment over that weak strength, but she had been somewhat dissatisfied.
Before, she had no conditions. Now she was in Yun Mixue’s cave residence. The spiritual energy here was many times better than in the servant disciples’ area, and no one else would disturb her. If she did not seize the time to cultivate now, when would she?
To complete the mission, her own strength was the foundation and the confidence.
The system thought about it and agreed. After binding with Host, Host’s series of wild moves had made it lose its ability to think.
Maybe it had become stupid now. It had even forgotten that Host was only a little shrimp at the first level of Qi Refining. How could that kind of strength be enough to complete future missions?
“Mm, mm. You should start cultivating.”
“Oh, right, Host,” the system remembered something. “That earlier main quest, approach Senior Sister and gain her trust, is complete.”
This quest had been completed almost at the same time as the three-day quest to be taken away. It was only that Yan Zhuguang and the system had both focused on the special physique, so the first quest they had accepted had been left aside.
“It is complete?”
Yan Zhuguang’s voice was a little light. Trust. So it was that easy?
In truth, had she not also handed over trust? Even Yan Zhuguang felt that the thought she had before transforming her physique and falling asleep was somewhat unbelievable.
She smoothed out the faint ripples in her heart. “What is the reward?”
When Yan Zhuguang had accepted this quest, she had not paid attention to the reward.
The system said, “It is a wood cultivation method.”
“Oh?”
“Host, do you want to exchange it this time?”
Yan Zhuguang was somewhat interested. “No exchange. Complete it.”
“Okay.” The system operated quickly. Before long, a green jade sphere fell into Yan Zhuguang’s hand. “This is something like a jade slip.”
Yan Zhuguang had not yet cultivated spiritual sense. She placed the jade sphere on her forehead, closed her eyes, and examined it. “Greenwood Rejuvenation Art?”
The system was a little nervous. “It is a wood spiritual art focused mainly on healing.” The system was still thinking about Host’s spiritual root with impurities. The Greenwood Rejuvenation Art was gentle in nature. Cultivating it should… probably not burden Host’s spiritual roots.
Yan Zhuguang nodded. “Fine. This will do.”
Seeing that Host liked it, the system’s bit of nervousness flew away, and it felt especially happy.
But…
“Host suddenly starting cultivation. If your cultivation advances by leaps and bounds, will that draw suspicion?”
After becoming Yan Zhuguang’s system, the system also began thinking about this problem. Its previous hosts had seemed very high-profile. They had not hidden suspicious points at all. No wonder they failed.
“That lightning tribulation can solve many problems.” The heavenly Dao could send lightning tribulation to transform her spiritual roots. After she passed lightning tribulation, would it be strange for it to reward her with a cultivation method?
Yan Zhuguang turned over and got off the bed.
“Where are you going, Host?” The system watched in confusion as Yan Zhuguang walked toward the door.
“I have been hungry for days.”
Oh. Right.