Quick Transmigration: Underdog Turns out to be Untouchable

Nie Shuangshuang was busy arranging the Personal Immortal Mansion in front, preparing all sorts of clothes and accessories for Feng Feiyu, while Feng Feiyu held the Phantom Monkey, soaking in the Spiritual Spring of the Personal Immortal Mansion.

The Phantom Monkey was very clever, and clutched Feng Feiyu’s finger coquettishly, asking Feng Feiyu to bring it the Spring Heart Water, where the Spiritual Energy was most abundant, to wash its eyes.

The Phantom Monkey’s talent for seeing through illusions lay entirely in its eyes, and washing them with the Spring Water could maintain the health of the Phantom Monkey’s eyes.

The Phantom Monkey was naturally adorable, its big eyes melting hearts, combined with its soft, fluffy fur; when it shook Feng Feiyu’s finger, he surrendered immediately.

Soaking in the Spiritual Spring and cultivating can enhance cultivation speed. After playing with the Phantom Monkey for a while, Feng Feiyu directly soaked in the Spring to cultivate, and by the time his cultivation ended, the aroma of food was already wafting from outside.

Feng Feiyu rose, and by the side of the Spring, Qing Xing stood ready with clean clothes, waiting. While Feng Feiyu was cultivating earlier, Qing Xing also cultivated a bit.

Although he couldn’t enter the Spiritual Spring, cultivating next to it was beneficial enough from the Spiritual Energy overflowing from the Spring. This is the benefit of being a servant for a Great Cultivator or their Direct Disciple.

Qing Xing specifically finished his cultivation early and waited a while, so he wouldn’t still be cultivating when Feng Feiyu finished, which would be dereliction of duty, and he didn’t want to lose the chance to follow Feng Feiyu.

When Feng Feiyu awoke, Qing Xing immediately stepped forward to assist him in changing into clean clothes, though Feng Feiyu actually didn’t need his help, as he was used to dressing himself. Qing Xing just needed to prepare the clothes Feng Feiyu wanted to change into.

Qing Xing’s real task was to use a water-absorbent, soft dry cloth to soak up the water from the Phantom Monkey, to prevent it from catching a cold. The young Phantom Monkey was very fragile and could easily fall ill, requiring careful care.

Feng Feiyu waved Qing Xing away, letting him decide whether to eat first or continue cultivating while he himself took the Phantom Monkey to find Nie Shuangshuang for meal, as he was never used to having someone wait on him.

By the time Feng Feiyu reached the dining hall, the dishes were already laid out, and Nie Shuangshuang was sitting at the table waiting for him to start eating.

Feng Feiyu hurriedly walked a few steps to Nie Shuangshuang, bowed and saluted: ”Disciple is late, causing Master to wait for me, it is the disciple’s fault.”

Nie Shuangshuang looked at Feng Feiyu, her eyes as calm as water, her voice characteristically cool: ”It’s not you who is late, it’s I who arrived early. Sit and eat.”

After expressing gratitude, Feng Feiyu sat down beside Nie Shuangshuang, and upon lowering his head, he saw a plate of fish with the bones already picked out in front of him.

Feng Feiyu bit his lips, feeling as if his heart had been struck, warm and swollen. He sat down, picked up his chopsticks, and served Nie Shuangshuang a dish.

According to Feng Feiyu’s observations, whenever Nie Shuangshuang dines with him, she seemed to reach for this dish with slightly higher frequency, probably as she liked it.

Feng Feiyu lowered his head eating the fish, but couldn’t help glancing at Nie Shuangshuang, noticing that although she maintained a blank face, she consumed all the food he served her.

Feng Feiyu decided not to serve more, considering he’d already used his chopsticks, further serving Nie Shuangshuang would be impolite, instead silently observing which dish she actually preferred.

The result, however, left him a bit frustrated. By the end of the meal, he still couldn’t discern exactly what Nie Shuangshuang liked to eat.

She seemed to enjoy everything, yet at the same time, appeared indifferent. The frequency of her chopsticks usage was quite even, making it impossible to gauge any preference, occasionally one dish might receive a few more picks, but even that didn’t signal favor.

In truth, Nie Shuangshuang genuinely liked every dish. The cooking at Ten Thousand Flavors Inn was simply exceptional, dishes she used to dislike turned into delicacies when crafted by them.

After dining, Nie Shuangshuang told Feng Feiyu to rest while she sought Vice Sect Leader Pei Ling, as Nie Jinglin hadn’t returned, she needed to explain matters before leaving.

Moreover, there were issues with the Criminal Law Hall she needed to discuss, particularly instructing several managers to increase sect patrols and avoid frequently made mistakes by disciples.

Nie Shuangshuang was considering whether to promote a Vice Hall Master to help shoulder responsibilities. Previously, all her focus was on cultivation and Criminal Law Hall matters, naturally staying busy.

But now she has a troublesome younger brother as a disciple, requiring her to devote a lot of energy to Feng Feiyu, so to ensure the Criminal Law Hall continues smoothly, she needed a competent deputy.

After addressing sect matters and bringing the Personal Immortal Mansion along, Nie Shuangshuang took Feng Feiyu to rendezvous with Feng Qiao and Gong Junbao at the Treasure Pavilion.

Upon arrival, Gong Junbao and Feng Qiao were already waiting. Unlike the past life in Feng Feiyu’s memories, where hundreds of experts accompanied Feng Qiao and Gong Junbao to the Inheritance Secret Realm, this time it was just the four of them: Feng Qiao, Gong Junbao, Nie Shuangshuang, and the extra of Feng Feiyu, highlighting the deep trust in Nie Shuangshuang’s strength.

Watching this, Feng Feiyu felt a peculiar sense of pride, such a reassuringly strong individual of unmatched excellence was his sister!

For the first time, Feng Feiyu inwardly called Nie Shuangshuang his sister, yet, immediately after, he mentally refuted it with a few ”hmphs,” pridefully thinking he never acknowledged Nie Shuangshuang as his sister.

Then later, somewhat sourly, realizing that Nie Shuangshuang didn’t know he was her brother, only thinking of him as a disciple, making him wonder how she would react when the truth was revealed and disciple became brother.

Would she be so shocked that her expression cracked, a sight he mischievously anticipated, curious if it would surprise or astound her.

Feng Feiyu didn’t even realize that this time when he imagined his identity being revealed, he no longer anticipated her standing against him, criticizing or abandoning him, as he once feared.

As Feng Feiyu daydreamed, Nie Shuangshuang had already discussed the route with Gong Junbao and Feng Qiao. Their destination, the Inheritance Secret Realm on Gong Junbao’s map, would take about half a month traveling.

The Magic Treasure prepared for the journey was a fast Flying Boat from Feng Qiao, covering thirty thousand miles a day with ease, significantly reducing the travel time to five days.

The speed of the Flying Boat was so swift that it demanded high cultivation from the one who piloted it, as anyone below the Golden Core level couldn’t control it. The speed of the Flying Boat made it hard to handle without adequate cultivation.

Any slight distraction or minor error in control during the piloting of the Flying Boat, and one wouldn’t know where it might veer off to, potentially leading to a mortal world tragedy.