Chapter 119: A Slice of Everyday Life

Secret Train·Rest Carriage

The carriage door slid open with a faint pneumatic sound, and Bai Hang stumbled in almost tumbling.

She grabbed the kettle on the coffee table in one hand, didn't bother to pour into a cup, and gulped several large mouthfuls straight from the spout with a "gudong gudong" sound, then let out a long sigh, as if she had just been pulled back from the brink of dehydration, collapsing onto the soft sofa.

"Huh… I'm saved…"

Xi Lian, who was reading on the opposite sofa, was startled by her frantic posture, lifted her head from the pages, and under her pink short hair, her azure eyes showed a hint of puzzlement: "Baiheng Miss? What are you…?"

"Don't mention it!"

Bai Hang waved her hand, her face still trembling, "To shake off Jing Liu and find an absolutely empty corner to activate the teleport, I almost explored every nook and cranny of Luofu! My legs were about to give out!"

"Jing Liu?"

Xi Lian closed the book in her hands—a classic on interstellar plants—tilted her head slightly, "Is it… the Sword Leader you mentioned before, the formidable one?"

"More than just formidable!"

Bai Hang took off the round black glasses she used for disguise, rubbed her slightly sore bridge, and with an exaggerated expression said, "She was the former Luofu Swordmaster! Not seen for centuries, she seems even… more terrifying than before! You have no idea, today she actually…"

She stopped halfway, seeming to find it hard to speak of "touching the face", and vaguely continued, "In short, it's hard to explain! If she eyes me a few more times, this disguise of mine will inevitably be exposed."

She looked around the quiet carriage, "Where's the master? Not back yet? Is A Xing also absent?"

Xi Lian gently shook her head, her tone gentle, "We have never known the whereabouts of Black Curtain Lady. Miss A Xing… seems to also have a Task at hand."

"I see…"

Bai Hang leaned against the sofa back, gazing at the soft light atop the carriage, her Fox Ears drooping slightly, "I originally wanted to report the Jing Liu matter to the master, and also ask if I could get a different assignment… the merchant boy job is getting riskier and riskier."

Xi Lian looked at her somewhat dejected demeanor and softly comforted, "Baiheng Miss has already worked hard. At least you successfully shook off the tracking and returned safely."

"That's what they say…"

Bai Hang sighed, "It's just that I feel a bit… complicated. After all, Jing Liu…"

She didn't finish, but Xi Lian could see a hint of complex emotion toward the 'old friend' in her eyes, not merely fear, but also an indescribable helplessness.

Just then, the room door at the other end of the rest carriage silently slid open.

Chang Ye Yue poked her head out, still wearing the black‑red dress, her crimson eyes bearing a hint of just‑woken laziness, and she was holding a folded black‑red parasol in her hand.

"Oh? What's so lively in the conversation?"

Chang Ye Yue's voice carried a hint of nonchalance as she paced over, naturally taking the empty seat beside Bai Hang, her gaze sweeping between the two, "I could hear from afar that Bai Hang you were sighing, and you met an 'old friend' again on Xianzhou?"

Bai Hang glared at her in irritation, "What do you mean 'again'! And why does your remark sound a bit like schadenfreude?"

Chang Ye Yue lightly tapped the ground with the tip of her parasol, a mischievous smile curling her lips, "How could it be? I'm just caring for a companion. After all, an 'old friend' who can make us fearless like Baiheng Miss yet appear so disheveled is not often seen."

She deliberately emphasized the words "old friend".

Xi Lian watched the two bicker and couldn't help but smile lightly.

On this secret train, such interactions with a hint of everyday warmth actually eased the tension.

"Chang Ye Yue,"

Xi Lian began, curious, "How's the progress on your side? I mean, with Miss San Yue Qi…"

Mentioning "sister", Chang Ye Yue's smile deepened, exuding a composed confidence, "It's going well~ That naive little girl now fully believes I'm her long‑lost sister, bearing the great task of the Weng Fa Luo Si Heroic Epic. Last night she even pulled me, asking if I remembered us 'when we were little' watching the stars together."

She mimicked San Yue Qi's energetic tone perfectly.

Bai Hang couldn't help teasing, "The 'Black Tide' and 'Golden Branches' stories you spun for her, I've practically memorized! Be careful not to weave too many lies,"

"Don't worry~"

Chang Ye Yue lazily leaned against the sofa back, "The seed of the story has been planted; now it just needs timely watering to let it grow slowly in her heart. As for you, Bai Hang, if next time you're blocked by that person you mentioned, perhaps you'll need the lady to appear, and maybe, out of respect for her, she'll let you off."

"Enough!"

Bai Hang immediately shook her head, "Wouldn't that just make things messier! I'd rather rely on my own legs and this beloved little carriage."

Past World Paradise·Mei Bi Wu Si Laboratory

The laboratory was filled with eerie green streams of light, and various indescribable devices emitted a low hum.

Dr. Mei Bi Wu Si's petite frame was sunk into a spacious seat, her snake‑like eyes scanning the dozens of floating Light Screens before her, where complex data streams flowed dizzyingly.

"Pa" crouched in a relatively 'safe' corner of the lab—at least farther from the devices that seemed ready to sprout mechanical arms or spew unknown gases—holding a data recorder, pretending to meticulously check the constantly scrolling parameters, while her ears stood alert, catching any movement from Mei Bi Wu Si's side.

Heimu, using Pa's shell, let her inner little theater become active again, but outwardly she perfectly maintained Pa's timid demeanor.

Suddenly, Dr. Mei Bi Wu Si's fingers on the Virtual Keyboard halted.

Only the background hum of the equipment remained in the lab, making it especially silent.

She slowly turned her seat, those snake‑like eyes that seemed to pierce souls locking directly onto Pa.

"Hey, you."

Mei Bi Wu Si's voice carried a lazy yet dangerous tone.

Pa jolted, nearly tossing the recorder out of her hands, quickly straightening up, forcing a smile onto her face, "Ah? Snake sister? Any orders? Do you need us to fetch something, or…"

Mei Bi Wu Si didn't answer immediately, but instead examined Pa from head to toe with a scrutinizing gaze, her eyes so sharp they seemed ready to peel her apart layer by layer.

After several seconds, she finally spoke slowly, her tone flat yet undeniably assertive:

"You aren't Pa, are you?"

!!!

Heimu's reaction was lightning‑fast, almost instantaneous, and Pa's panicked expression flashed onto her face, her cat‑like eyes widening round, and her voice took on a whimper:

"Snake, Snake sister! What are you saying! I'm Pa, genuine! Look at my ears, my Tail!"

She even, to boost credibility, vigorously shook her fluffy yellow Tail, trying to prove she's the real deal, "Did I do something wrong that upset you? Just tell me, I'll definitely change!"