Eine eisige Aura

Kapitel 7

"Wanwan, you really need to think this through," the cult leader reminded her, squinting his eyes.

Pang Wan nodded, making a resolute gesture as if she were willing to die for her cause.

Following the consistent tradition of Mary Sue continent, all sorts of rare treasures will eventually fly to the heroine's side automatically. She is 70-80% confident that this will happen. Compared to killing someone, this should be the least difficult.

"Then do a good job." The cult leader didn't say anything more, but patted her on the shoulder in the manner of a superior.

Upon returning to Sacred Heart Pavilion, Aunt Rong greeted them early, her face beaming with a smile as bright as spring flowers.

"Has the Holy Maiden received her mission?" She brought over eight-treasure tea, leaning her waist against Pang Wan's back, her body warm and fragrant.

“I’ve received it.” Pang Wan nodded. “The sect leader wants me to bring the Jade Dragon Token home within two years.” She felt that was quite a long time.

Aunt Rong's body stiffened instantly.

"Does the Holy Maiden know who currently holds the Jade Dragon Token?" Aunt Rong turned her head and looked at her cautiously.

"Isn't it on Gu Xiju?" Pang Wan had never seen such an expression on Aunt Rong's face before, and couldn't help but be surprised.

She inquired with the Right Envoy. Although the Jade Dragon Token mission was also related to Gu Xiju, stealing something from the leader of the martial arts alliance was far simpler than beheading him, wasn't it?

However, Aunt Rong sighed.

"To seize the Jade Dragon Token means to depose the current leader of the martial arts alliance and replace him." A mournful aura lingered around Pang Wan, and Aunt Rong appeared dejected for the first time. "Rong'er underestimated the Holy Maiden. I never imagined that the Holy Maiden would choose such an extraordinary path for herself!"

ah?

Huh?

Huh?

Pang Wan was stunned.

But she rallied again, because she thought to herself, "So this story is about a strong female lead? That's great! This way I can be invincible and date all the handsome men in the world. Maybe I can even get a female-dominated cheat code and expand my harem as much as possible."

On that night when everyone else was having trouble sleeping, Pang Wan slept soundly and sweetly.

On the day of her departure, the procession was enormous, with about one-third and 75% of the entire church coming out to respectfully see the Holy Maiden off the mountain.

"Wanwan, this journey is of great significance. You must uphold the prestige of my Baiyue Sect!" The Sect Leader personally tied a crimson velvet cloak around Wanwan's neck. "This phoenix robe is a memento of your mother and a symbol of my Baiyue Saintess. Now I formally hand it over to you, hoping that you will inherit the great achievements of your predecessor, make contributions to my Baiyue Sect, and achieve a supreme reputation!"

"May the Holy Maiden live forever! May the Master's merits be immeasurable!"

"The Holy Maiden's divine skills are unparalleled! The leader will unify the martial world!"

The congregation began to cheer loudly.

The overwhelming presence left Pang Wan somewhat bewildered, and she could only keep smiling sweetly: "Wanwan will never let down the entire sect."

The cult leader was overjoyed and pulled Pang Wan's ear to whisper, "Don't forget to complete the virgin kill as soon as possible."

Pang Wan's smile froze on his face.

Infected by the intense atmosphere of the entire church, her divine steed neighed loudly to the sky. Taking advantage of the moment, she turned around, touched the ground with one foot, and leaped onto the horse. With a pull of the reins and a squeeze of her legs, she let out a delicate shout of "Giddy up!" and the divine steed and the beauty rode away, leaving only billowing smoke and clouds behind them.

That fiery red figure seemed to come from beyond the heavens, yet would eventually disappear into the horizon.

"Wow, I'm so handsome!"

Pang Wan laughed foolishly amidst the sound of horses' hooves; she had become narcissistic again.

Clop clop clop, the divine steed galloped down the mountaintop, clop clop clop, the divine steed crossed the mountainside.

Clatter, clatter, clatter, the divine steed suddenly stopped at the foot of the mountain, and a man and a horse walked towards them from behind the gate covered with heads.

"You?" Pang Wan reined in her horse and took a few steps back. She hadn't expected to run into him here.

The man didn't speak, but simply stared at the crimson cloak she was wearing.

Like his clothes, his horse was also completely black, as black as his hair and his pupils, an unfathomable darkness that seemed to swallow up all the noise and bustle the moment it stood there.

"Brother Nanyi, did you come to see me off too?"

Pang Wan gave the newcomer an awkward smile—seeing the Southern Barbarians was never a pleasant experience, no matter when or where. After their last encounter at Xiao Nanlou, Lu Wei had just finished eating the fruit she had given him when he started having diarrhea, which lasted for three whole hours. He was so exhausted that he kicked her out of the room, leaving her with no experience to share.

This guy is a wolf in sheep's clothing, full of evil intentions. Beware of him!

"I've come to see you off."

Surprisingly, the southern barbarians remained completely calm.

"...Thank you." Facing the man she had once thought was the male lead, Pang Wan didn't know what to say, so she could only lower her head and urge her horse to ride slowly.

Her back remained taut and trembled slightly; she feared he might launch a sneak attack.

"I won't kill you once you leave the Moon Worship Cult."

Suddenly, Nan Yi casually said something behind her.

Pang Wan was startled, firstly because she didn't expect him to see through her defenses, and secondly because she was surprised by his promise that seemed to come out of nowhere.

Upon further reflection, he realized that these words seemed to imply that if he were to return to Islam in the future, he would still face his pursuit, which made him feel resentful.

They remained silent the rest of the way.

The two men and two horses finally emerged from the valley and were about to step onto the official road when Nan Yi reined in his horse, turned around, and cupped his hands in greeting to her: "Take care!"

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, casting a warm shadow of the young man. His blood-red earring glittered. Pang Wan, overwhelmed by the beauty, felt dizzy and his blood rushing to his head. In his dazed state, he asked, "Brother Nanyi, why do you like Miss Meiwu?"