Transmigration and Self-Saving Cultivation

Chapter 134 The Intervention of the Green Tea-Type Villain.

In the vast and unpredictable world of cultivation, much like a turbulent and ever-changing ocean, Jun Luochuan and his allies had just undergone a grueling pre-battle training, forged like steel tempered by fire. They were now ambitious and ready to face the impending, earth-shattering battle. However, at this critical moment of life and death, a ghostly figure appeared silently, like a meteorite falling into a calm lake, casting an even heavier and more unfathomable shadow over the already complex and shrouded situation.

She was a seemingly delicate and alluring woman, pitifully beautiful, named Liu Mei'er, the very same scheming, manipulative villain who inspired fear and endless headaches. She wore a light green gauze dress, its flowing fabric resembling tender willow branches dancing in the spring breeze, or the misty fog rising from a lake at dawn. Her graceful figure and light steps made her seem like a beautiful fairy stepping gracefully from a dreamlike fairyland, each step as if treading on light, dreamlike clouds. But beneath her seemingly pure and innocent, naive face lay a heart like a deep, dark canyon, filled with intrigue, cunning, and treacherous schemes—a deadly viper lurking in the grass, ready to strike at any moment.

At that moment, Jun Luochuan and Su Yao were in a quiet and secluded place, intently discussing their final strategic plans. Their expressions were solemn and dignified, like a master craftsman meticulously crafting a grand blueprint, each stroke determining life and death. Suddenly, Liu Meier, like an elusive and gentle breeze, arrived without warning and without a sound.

"Brother Luochuan, it's been so long! I've missed you day and night, it's been so painful!" Liu Meier's voice was sweet and cloying, as if it had been soaked in thick honey, so sweet that it sent chills down one's spine. Her voice was like a bewitching, seductive whisper, like spider silk, silently creeping into one's ears and binding them tightly.

Jun Luochuan's brows furrowed instantly, like two tightly closed and incredibly sturdy city gates. A hint of disgust flashed undisguisedly in his eyes, a disgust that was as sharp as lightning, capable of cleaving through the darkness. "What are you doing here? This is not a pure land for demons like you. No one welcomes you, a treacherous and unpleasant guest."

Liu Mei'er seemed oblivious to his hostile and chilling attitude. Instead, she said coquettishly, "Brother Luo Chuan, how can you be so fierce to me? You've shattered my fragile heart into a million pieces. I'm so worried about your safety!" Her tone was like that of a wounded kitten, pitiful and aggrieved, yet clearly revealing a hint of affectation.

Watching her pretentious and affected manner, Su Yao couldn't help but roll her eyes, the eye roll seeming to pierce the heavens. "Hmph, stop pretending and acting all high and mighty. Everyone knows what kind of dirty little thoughts you have up your sleeve. Everyone knows what kind of shady schemes you're plotting."

Liu Mei'er slowly turned her head and gave Su Yao a seemingly innocent and pure smile. The smile was like a white lotus blooming in the dark night, pure on the surface but hiding a hint of hypocrisy. "Sister, please don't misunderstand. I really have a sincere heart and no ill intentions whatsoever."

Su Yao sneered, her laughter like a biting wind in the dead of winter, cold and sharp, capable of piercing through any pretense in an instant. "Don't call me sister. I can't accept that title. Stop trying to act like we're sisters and pretend to be so close."

Liu Meier's eyes instantly reddened, tears welling up like two crystal-clear, priceless pearls, ready to roll down and shatter into countless heartbreaking fragments. "Sister, do you hate me from the bottom of your heart? I really just wanted to help Brother Luo Chuan."

Jun Luochuan said impatiently, his voice like a thunderclap, making people tremble with fear, "Alright, stop crying and wailing here, who are you trying to fool with your pitiful act? Just say what you have to say, don't beat around the bush and hide your true feelings."

Liu Meier sobbed as she spoke, her voice broken and labored, like the labored breathing of a broken bellows, "Brother Luochuan, I heard you're going to deal with those vicious and ruthless people. I can provide you with some crucial intelligence that concerns your life and death." Her tone was full of flattery and fawning, like a little dog wagging its tail for mercy.

Jun Luochuan sneered, his laughter filled with mockery and disdain, like sharp ice knives. "You would be so kind? Don't treat everyone like three-year-olds, easily deceived by your sweet words. I'm afraid you have some other sinister plot."

Liu Meier looked aggrieved, as if she had suffered a great injustice and the whole world was full of malice towards her. "Brother Luochuan, how can you not believe me? I really meant it from the bottom of my heart, and I wanted to lay my heart out in front of you for you to examine."

Just then, Su Yao strode forward and grabbed Jun Luochuan tightly. Her movements were swift and resolute, as if she were protecting her most precious treasure. "Don't listen to her nonsense and lies. Who knows if her so-called information is true or false, a carefully laid trap or a sinister conspiracy?"

Seeing this, Liu Meier cried even more heartbrokenly. Her cries were like the mournful cry of a cuckoo and the lament of a lone goose, so poignant that they could move even the most hard-hearted person. "Sister, why are you always so hostile towards me and so mercilessly targeting me? I really just wanted to do my part to help you out."

Looking at her incredibly pretentious and nauseating appearance, Jun Luochuan felt increasingly irritated, as if a raging, intensely hot fire was burning in his chest, ready to burst forth at any moment. "Enough, stop pretending and putting on airs. I know your thoughts as clearly as if they were lines on the palm of my hand."

Liu Meier stopped crying, a fierce glint flashing in her eyes. The fierce look was like a venomous snake spitting its tongue, fleeting and quickly disappearing. She soon returned to her pitiful and lovable appearance. "Brother Luochuan, since you don't believe me at all, then forget it. Consider it my good intentions being wasted on a heartless wolf."

After saying that, she turned to leave, her back view like that of a lonely person abandoned by the whole world. But then she suddenly turned back, her eyes filled with a hint of threat and resentment, like a wolf gleaming with a sinister light in the dark night. "However, don't regret your rejection and doubt of me today. You'll regret it when the time comes."

Jun Luochuan and Su Yao exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with deep vigilance and wariness, like two burning flames of caution.

In the days that followed, Liu Meier, like a persistent and lingering evil spirit, did not give up. She would always appear before Jun Luochuan like a ghost at the most unexpected and unguarded moments, trying to attract his attention with her seemingly weak and pitiful appearance and her coquettish and nauseating words.

Once, Jun Luochuan was cultivating alone in a secluded and deep valley, like a paradise on earth, surrounded by spiritual energy that swirled and diffused like mist. Liu Meier quietly approached, her footsteps as light as a cat's, making no sound, like a light, falling leaf.

"Brother Luochuan, cultivation is so arduous and tiring, you must take care of your health. I brought you some pastries that I made myself." Liu Meier said, handing over the exquisite pastry box in her hand. The pastry box exuded an enticing aroma, as if it could steal one's soul.

Jun Luochuan didn't even glance at it, his gaze like two icy, bone-chilling swords capable of freezing everything. "Take it away. I don't need your things. Don't disturb my cultivation and ruin my peace of mind."

Liu Meier bit her lip, which turned slightly white, as if she had suffered a great injustice, like a delicate flower ravaged by a storm. "Brother Luochuan, do you hate me that much? You won't even look at me. My heart is about to be shattered into dust."

Jun Luochuan said coldly, his voice like a howling wind from the polar regions, capable of freezing everything in an instant, "Don't bother me, or don't blame me for being impolite and making you regret it."

Liu Meier still refused to leave, her eyes filled with stubbornness, like a bull that wouldn't turn back even after hitting a wall. "Brother Luochuan, just try a bite. This was made for you by me with so much thought and effort."

Just then, Su Yao appeared like a savior, her face full of anger and disdain, like a volcano about to erupt. "Oh, here to fawn over you again? Can't you come up with something new? Have you run out of ideas?"

Liu Meier's expression changed instantly, a change as dramatic as a Sichuan opera face-changing act, both spectacular and nauseating. "Sister, please don't always misunderstand me. I really have no other intentions. My heart is as clear as the sun and moon."

Su Yao retorted sarcastically, her words sharp and piercing, "Who's your sister? Stop trying to claim kinship. Do you think we'd believe your nonsense? You're just delusional."

Liu Meier said aggrievedly, her voice trembling with tears, as if she had suffered all the injustices in the world, "I just care about Brother Luochuan, why don't you believe me? Is there any justice left in this world?"

Su Yao snorted, her snort filled with disdain, as if she were looking at a pile of disgusting garbage. "Your concern? Save it for those idiots who are willing to believe you. We're not buying your act."

Liu Mei'er stomped her feet in anger, her small feet stomping so hard they seemed to create a bottomless pit in the ground. "You've gone too far! How could you treat me like this? What did I do wrong?"

However, Liu Meier did not give up despite repeated setbacks and setbacks. Like an unkillable cockroach, she possessed amazing perseverance and continued to relentlessly seek every possible opportunity to get close to Jun Luochuan.

One day, Jun Luochuan and Su Yao were seriously discussing tactics in a tense and airtight secret room, the tension so intense it seemed to freeze the air itself. Suddenly, Liu Meier interrupted without warning, saying, "Brother Luochuan, I think your method is wrong. It's very risky, like walking on the edge of a cliff."

Jun Luochuan frowned, his brows furrowing so deeply they looked like they could trap a buzzing fly. "What do you know? Don't pretend to know what you don't, spout nonsense, and offer random advice. Don't ruin things."

Liu Meier said in a sweet voice, her voice so charming it could melt anyone's bones, "Brother Luochuan, I'm only thinking of you. I don't want to see you make mistakes and fall into an abyss of no return."

Su Yao said impatiently, her voice filled with utter annoyance, as if she had heard the most jarring noise in the world, "Don't make things worse. We know what we're doing, and we don't need you to interfere or talk nonsense."

Liu Meier persisted, her expression as stubborn as a mule, impossible to sway even with ten oxen. "Sister, how can you say that to me? I genuinely want to help, to make your plan even more perfect and flawless."

Jun Luochuan could no longer contain his anger. His fury was like a volcano about to erupt, scorching hot and capable of turning everything to ashes. "Enough! If you spout any more nonsense, get out of here immediately. Don't get in the way and annoy people."

A hint of resentment flashed in Liu Meier's eyes, like a faint but chilling spark in the darkness. But she quickly put on a pitiful and endearing expression. "Brother Luochuan, I know I was wrong. Don't be angry. It's not good for your health if you get angry."