Song Zhixia ate some pastries, thanked Song Weizhi, and then stood up to fetch a water bucket. Song Weizhi intercepted Song Zhixia's path, "You just recovered a bit, and your shoulder is still injured. Who allowed you to do so much work alone?" Song Weizhi remembered the Female Lead in the original book enduring bullying in the outer sect. The original body often hinted at the outer sect disciples to occasionally trip the Female Lead.
"No one. Thanks for today. You can leave now," Song Zhixia sighed. Song Weizhi had already helped her, and she couldn't let others do everything for her.
"Why would I leave? Do you still want this shoulder? Don't be picky. I'll go with you to the outer sect." Song Weizhi said, summoning the Li Shuo sword. A long sword hovered in front of Song Zhixia. Song Weizhi took Song Zhixia's hand, and in an instant, they were standing one in front of the other on the sword.
Song Weizhi turned her head and placed Song Zhixia's hands, hanging by her side, around her waist. "Hold on to me. Falling off is not a joke."
Song Zhixia hesitated. After carrying water all afternoon, her hands were dirty. Holding onto Song Weizhi's pristine clothes with her dirty hands made her want to let go.
"What's wrong?" Song Weizhi turned her head in confusion. She had placed Song Zhixia's hands around her waist a moment ago. Why were they not there now?
"My hands are dirty," Song Zhixia said, rubbing her hands uncomfortably.
"It's okay. Safety is the most important. Come, hold onto me." Song Weizhi placed Song Zhixia's hands around her waist again. Once Song Zhixia had a firm grip, she said, "Be careful; we're leaving."
"Okay." Song Zhixia felt her heart warming for some reason, as if no one had cared about her for a long time.
Receiving Song Zhixia's response, Song Weizhi activated her spiritual qi to drive the sword. Afraid of scaring Song Zhixia, Song Weizhi controlled the flying sword at a steady pace throughout the journey. In less than a moment, the two returned to the room where Song Zhixia lived.
At this moment, Song Weizhi received a notification sound from the system in her mind: [Congratulations, host. The previous task is complete, rewarding 10 points. The current points are 10. Please continue with the next task: prevent Song Zhixia from being bullied by her roommates. Completing the task will reward 10 points.]
Xin Yun was watering the flowers in front of the door when she met Song Weizhi's cold gaze.
She quickly stood up, nodding and bowing, "Senior Sister? Why are you in a place like this? There's no place for you to sit."
"No need to sit. Who let Song Zhixia carry so much water to the river?" Song Weizhi's appearance was naturally cold, and her slightly frownedly brows made her intimidating.
"W-We are doing it for the good of Junior Sister Song. We all came over like this," Xin Yun's voice became smaller and smaller.
"Is that so?" Song Weizhi smiled without anger.
She protected Song Zhixia within the protective barrier formed by her spiritual qi, applying her cultivation pressure. Having reached the Comprehension-Golden Core Realm, she immediately made the surrounding disciples break into a cold sweat. Especially Xin Yun, who was pressed to kneel on the ground, was already soaked in cold sweat.
"Song Zhixia is the young lady of the Song family. That's an undeniable fact. Even though she's currently practicing in the outer sect, it's by no means an excuse for you to bully her. If there's a next time, don't blame me for not showing mercy. This is not only for you but for everyone." Song Weizhi's tone was slow, but the Golden Core realm pressure immediately overwhelmed everyone around.
"Senior Sister, spare us. We won't dare anymore. We will take good care of Junior Sister. Please spare us, Senior Sister," Xin Yun had softened and even felt that she might be scattered at the next moment due to Song Weizhi's pressure.
Seeing that these people had already tasted bitterness, Song Weizhi dispersed the pressure. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
"Song Zhixia is injured, so don't assign any tasks to her these days," Song Weizhi said to Xin Yun and the others. Then she whispered to Song Zhixia, "I'll come to help you apply medicine tomorrow. Rest for today."
"No need to trouble you. I'm already much better." Song Zhixia was afraid of bothering Song Weizhi. She had heard that cultivating immortality was hard work every day, and she didn't want Song Weizhi to go through extra trouble for her.
"How much better? It's settled then. I'll come to see you tomorrow," Song Weizhi smiled at Song Zhixia before leaving on her flying sword.
Only after Song Weizhi left did the outer sect disciples heave a sigh of relief. In this world, it's survival of the fittest, and strength is their best shield.
Han Bing and Liu Duo'er helped Xin Yun, who was lying on the ground. Han Bing said with a fierce tone, "Oh, the young miss has learned to complain. Fine, we can't afford to offend the young miss. Do as you please."
Xin Yun tugged at Han Bing's sleeve and forced a smile, "J-Junior Sister Song, we were wrong before. Let's not fight. You shouldn't take it to heart. Go rest. The bed by the window is yours."
Song Zhixia nodded and entered the room.
"Why act so arrogant? A young miss no one wants dares to confront us? It's ridiculous. Junior Sister Xin, why are you speaking so softly to her?" Han Bing's chest heaved, obviously angered.
"Calm down. There are better ways to deal with her. I don't believe Song Weizhi can save her every time. You, use your brain. What I just did was a tactic. Watch tomorrow." Xin Yun smiled mysteriously.
"Ah, Junior Sister Xin indeed has a way. Han Bing, we can't go wrong following Junior Sister Xin." Liu Duo'er immediately started flattering Xin Yun.
"Exactly. Look at how many years Senior Sister has been here. She just arrived today and dares to go against Senior Sister. It's a joke." Han Bing refused to be outdone.
On the other side, after a day of running around, Song Zhixia was indeed tired. However, she had nothing. She quickly washed her face and lay down on the communal bed by the window. She tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep. Song Zhixia thought of Song Weizhi helping her apply medicine during the day and the incident of Song Weizhi reprimanding Xin Yun. Clearly, she had no cultivation, yet she didn't feel uncomfortable, while others were in pain. It seemed that Song Weizhi was protecting her. Song Zhixia didn't dare to think too much, just assuming that Song Weizhi pitied her.
On the other hand, Song Weizhi, after returning on her flying sword, heard the system notification in her mind: [Congratulations, host. Task complete, reward 10 points. Current host points: 20. Would you like to exchange for items?]
Song Weizhi thought for a moment and decided to save the points. What if they came in handy later? She understood that in this world, strength was paramount. To undertake the tasks, she needed not only to protect the Female Lead but also to ensure her cultivation. Only by becoming stronger could she be unafraid of others.
With this in mind, Song Weizhi began meditating on her bed, integrating all the cultivation methods.
After a while, Song Weizhi checked her body again. She recalled from the original book that a person's Soul could be used as a spiritual beast. Especially in the Nascent Soul realm, the Soul could transform into a tangible spiritual beast at any time. Similarly, in combat situations, both the individual and the spiritual beast could fight, playing a significant role. In this world, a one-on-one battle was equivalent to a two-on-two fight.
Thinking about this, Song Weizhi summoned her spiritual beast, a Two-Winged Frost Tiger about the size of an adult elephant. It emitted a gentle blue light, and its large wings gave it a cute appearance. Unable to resist, Song Weizhi reached over and rubbed the tiger's face. Even the tallest tiger was essentially a big cat. However, this tiger was extraordinary; it was a Tier-9 divine beast.
This world's divine beasts were classified as high, mid, and low-tier, with high-tier divine beasts further divided into heaven, earth, mysterious, and yellow ranks. Heaven-tier divine beasts were the highest grade, and those who had a Heaven-grade divine beast as their Soul had limitless potential. In the entire Linhai City, barely three people had Heaven-tier divine beasts as their spiritual beast. If the incomplete Soul Fragment of the Female Lead was counted, there were just about four people.
So, Song Weizhi spent the night studying the world's settings, cultivation methods, the Soul, and the system's mall.
By the time the sky was no longer early, Song Weizhi was about to go to apply medicine for Song Zhixia when she heard the system sound in her mind: [Please go to the Female Lead's room to clear her name. Task reward: 10 points.]
Song Weizhi couldn't help but think, do these disciples not need to cultivate every day? Why are they so free to engage in palace intrigues? However, she didn't find the task troublesome. She knew too well the vicious supporting characters in the book, especially these outer sect disciples. They tormented the Female Lead because of her humble background and poor aptitude. In the original book, the Female Lead was often subjected to their bullying.
With this in mind, Song Weizhi immediately summoned the Li Shuo sword and arrived in front of the room where Song Zhixia was. She heard a noise inside.
"I clearly put my twenty low-grade spirit stones by the bed yesterday, but they were gone when I woke up today." Xin Yun's voice sounded anxious, "Those were for buying a spiritual sword. What do I do? Help me think."
"Yeah, yesterday I saw you put them by the bed. We were all here at the time. Later, the three of us were outside talking, and it seems only Junior Sister Song was in the room." Han Bing pointed at Song Zhixia while talking.
"I didn't see or take anything of yours." Saying that, Song Zhixia turned to leave. She really didn't want to watch these people's antics again.
"Stop, done stealing and want to leave? Didn't your parents teach you? Oh, sorry, Junior Sister Song, I forgot. The Head doesn't seem to acknowledge you." Liu Duo'er said with a laugh.