Chapter 513: Chapter 513
After Song You and Guan Lin finished their discussion, they left the vicinity of Spiritual Artifact Mountain.
Nan Xian waved his hand to dispel the spell, revealing his and Qing Dai’s figures as they contemplated, watching their departing silhouettes.
"Is this woman planning some kind of conspiracy? What is her relation with the Luoshui Clan, and why would she have someone impersonate a member of their clan? It’s quite odd."
Qing Dai stroked her chin, muttering to herself.
"No matter what she is scheming, I just want to know how she got here."
Nan Xian mused, "When we arrived, there was no one else nearby, so it’s impossible for Song You to have come through the portal. She must have used some other method.
Furthermore, she mentioned earlier that she wants to bring those people from the Luoshui Clan here, which means she knows a way back."
"Right! Let’s capture her and force her to tell us!"
Excitement lit up Qing Dai’s eyes as she rubbed her hands together.
She had long found Song You displeasing and looked forward to teaching her a lesson.
Nan Xian frowned, rejecting Qing Dai’s idea.
"We fell through the portal unexpectedly, preventing Senior Song from reaching that world to find his wife and daughter. Despite his heartache, he did not blame us. Instead, he took us in at the Heavenly Mechanism Sect.
Now that his daughter has come looking for him, he must be overjoyed. We can’t treat his daughter ."
"You make a good point. It would seem ungrateful if we were to capture Song You."
Qing Dai drooped her head, her pretty little face furrowing.
"I’ll go talk to Senior Song. It’s best if he confronts Song You himself."
"But Song You just treated me horribly and stole my Divine Pen."
Qing Dai said discontentedly, "I can’t swallow this insult!"
Even if there was affection between them and Song Jian, she needed to vent her frustration!
Nan Xian patted her little head, "The Divine Pen has spiritual intelligence, and you can still control it, right? If that’s the case, you can give her a small lesson."
"I know that, but you just mentioned considering Uncle Song’s feelings..."
"That doesn’t mean we should tolerate being wronged without cause."
Hearing this, Qing Dai felt much better.
"Alright! I’ll go see what she’s up to first!"
Qing Dai bounded away joyfully, eager to embarrass Song You.
Nan Xian stood there, watching her retreating figure.
After a long while, he felt a strange sense of amusement, as if watching a squirrel that had found a pinecone, hopping and skipping adorably.
Coming back to his senses, Nan Xian was startled.
Why would he think that?
Qing Dai, who lived next door to Song You, returned to find someone already in the next room.
She climbed up the wall and took a peek at where Song You was staying.
Song You, having barely escaped danger on Spiritual Artifact Mountain and drained her energy during the escape, was now utterly exhausted and lying on the bed with her eyes closed.
Through the window, Qing Dai saw her resting and a glint of mischief flickered in her dark lively eyes.
"Hmph, always scheming."
She rummaged through her Storage Space and took out an emerald green lantern.
After invoking her spiritual power, a firefly-like demon beast flew out of the lantern into Song You’s room.
Besides emitting light, the insect could release a colorless, odorless hypnotic gas. However, this hypnotic gas was incapable of affecting immortals from the Immortal Realm and could barely manage cultivators who hadn’t undergone Ascension.
The lantern was a trinket given to her by one of her father’s subordinates to win her favor.
Though the insect’s hypnotic abilities were lacking, its glow was as beautiful as a gem, decorating the room beautifully at night.
Fireflies flew into the room, and Song You, who had been in a light sleep, fell into a deep slumber.
Qing Dai sneaked in and used her Divine Pen to draw a large turtle on Song You’s face.
Song You was naturally delicate and pretty.
With a large turtle on her face, she looked quite comical.
"Tsks, it suits you quite well."
Qing Dai said, giggling.
She put the Divine Pen back in its original place without taking it with her, then left.
She climbed back over the wall to her own room, snapped her fingers, and dispelled the hypnotic effect of the fireflies.
About half a time later,
Song You slowly woke up and found that her Communication Talisman was ringing.
"My dear daughter, are you free? Come over here, I’ll introduce you to some fellow sect brothers and sisters, so you’ll have company in the Heavenly Mechanism Sect!"
The Communication Talisman from Song Jian was filled with doting tones.
"Sorry, I just woke up. I’ll be right over."
"Were you just sleeping? No worries, you can sleep some more if you need to; daddy and everyone else can wait."
Song You was slightly taken aback.
All her life, her parents had never been around, and she had grown up relying on the generosity of her clan.
If it weren’t for her outstanding talent, she couldn’t have become the Young Clan Leader.
Such upbringing had turned Song You into a person of deep schemes and calculations.
She swapped her identity-proving sword tassel, came to the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, originally intending to treat everyone here as a tool, but the fatherly love from Song Jian unexpectedly moved her.
With envy in her heart, there was also some relief.
Because now, she was indeed Song Jian’s biological daughter.
And in this world, no one could threaten her identity.
"I’m already well-rested, I’ll be right over."
Song You also wanted to make a good impression on the other members of the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, to facilitate her future role as Young Master.
She got out of bed and hurried toward Song Jian’s residence.
Along the way, many passing people stopped in their tracks at the sight of her, some even had meaningful smiles on their faces.
Song You was in such a hurry that at first, she didn’t notice the looks from others.
Not until she reached the palace gates did a few Inner Sect disciples come out, saw her, and unabashedly laughed, pointing at her face, saying to a companion, "Why does she have a turtle on her face?"
Song You’s face immediately changed color, and she touched her own face.
Before she even had the chance to pull out a mirror to check, Song Jian came out.
"My dear daughter, you’re finally here! Everyone’s been waiting for you!"
Song Jian reached her in an instant, grabbing her and pulling her toward the inside of the palace.
Song You, with no time to look in the mirror, asked him, "Daddy, is there something on my face?"
Song Jian stopped walking, turned his eyes to her.
He looked at her seriously for a long time, then said solemnly, "Indeed, it’s my daughter, naturally beautiful. Compared to yesterday, today you look even more uniquely pretty."
Song You hadn’t gotten the chance to breathe a sigh of relief when several young men and women came out from the palace.
These were all extremely outstanding disciples of senior elders from the Heavenly Mechanism Sect, mostly members of the Song Family, each one handsome and dignified, dressed in uniform blue and white long robes.
"Sect Leader, is this our little junior sister?"
One of them asked, the others wearing somewhat peculiar expressions.
"Little junior sister, what’s that on your face?"
"Could it be that you have some complaints against us, which is why you dressed up to meet us?"
Some looked at her teasingly, while others seemed dissatisfied, thinking that Song You was being disrespectful to them.