TSFLIP Chapter 238

A year later, in a small countryside town in Jiangnan, wildflowers bloomed across the fields. A few children, holding kites, ran joyfully through the open space, stirring up a light breeze as they passed.

Feng Guang moved a chair to sit by the doorway, lost in her thoughts. Over the past year, she found herself increasingly drawn to daydreaming. Even when she wasn’t thinking about anything in particular, she could sit there with a blank mind for the entire day.

Mu Liunian, now heavily pregnant, walked over and waved her hand in front of Feng Guang’s face. When there was no response, she patted Feng Guang on the shoulder. “Sister Xia, you’re spacing out again.”

“Hmm…” Feng Guang blinked. Since their first meeting, Mu Liunian’s way of addressing her had shifted—from Miss Xia to Xia Feng Guang, and finally to Sister Xia.

Mu Liunian brought over a stool and sat down beside her. “I don’t have anything to do either, so I’ll join you in spacing out.”

“Where’s Dan Ya?” Feng Guang turned to her. Every time she saw Mu Liunian’s swollen belly, she couldn’t help but mentally curse Dan Ya for being so reckless. Mu Liunian was a year younger than her—barely sixteen—and already pregnant. Though Feng Guang knew this was normal in ancient times, she still found it unsettling. After all, while she had been pregnant at this age too, her mental age wasn’t sixteen.

Mu Liunian replied, “That Zhang Qiang at the village entrance is having another one of his episodes. Dan Ya went to help Qing Yu with him.”

Zhang Qiang, the village chief’s son, had spent years wandering outside the village. However, six months ago, he returned, deeply unhinged. From his fragmented words, it was clear he had witnessed a horrific massacre in the martial world. He had survived by playing dead amidst a pile of corpses, but the blood-soaked scene left a lasting scar on his psyche.

The outside world was growing increasingly chaotic, as was the martial world. Feng Guang, however, had no interest in the affairs beyond her doorstep. She had shut herself off from outside noise and distractions.

Out of nowhere, Mu Liunian sighed. Feng Guang turned to her. “What’s wrong?”

“I just… I kind of miss Qianjin Pavilion,” Mu Liunian said wistfully. “Sister Xia, do you think my grandfather will think something happened to me, with Dan Ya and me hiding out here like this?”

Xue Ran’s influence was far-reaching. For the past year, they hadn’t dared venture into crowded areas, nor could they risk sending a letter back home. By now, both the righteous and villainous factions of the martial world were completely under Xue Ran’s control.

A year ago, Feng Guang had spent 25 points to activate a spatial transfer. The system had transported her, Mu Liunian, Dan Ya, Qing Yu, and Sun Yidao to this small, hidden town. Feng Guang vividly remembered her request: to find a place that didn’t exist on any map. And so it was.

The town was remote, underdeveloped, and tucked deep in the mountains. Over the years, Zhang Qiang had been the only person to leave the town. When five newcomers suddenly appeared, it caused quite a stir. However, the townsfolk were kindhearted. After showing goodwill, Feng Guang and the others were eventually accepted. The town hadn’t had a doctor before, and Qing Yu’s medical skills proved invaluable to the community.

Speaking of Qing Yu, Feng Guang had used a resurrection pill to save his life that day. Even so, with a wound as severe as one to the heart, Qing Yu, though alive, still suffered from recurring bouts of angina. This was beyond Feng Guang’s ability to cure.

Of course, she was aware of their curiosity about how she managed to pull off such miracles. But since they didn’t ask, she didn’t explain. The existence of the system was a secret—one no one would believe even if she told them.

So be it. Let them think she was some kind of witch. That was fine with her.