Transmigrated into a Waste Who Married the Villain.

Chapter 8: Targeted ✨

The female demon truly lived up to her reputation. Her actions were unpredictable and beyond ordinary comprehension. If she didn't want anything to do with her and had publicly humiliated her, why bother extending a favor afterward?

It was indeed puzzling.

"Hey, what are you thinking about? Don't worry. Junior Master Qu is notorious for her bad temper. If it were anyone else, she might have done worse. Even though she shattered your spirit jade, she didn't hold you accountable for retaliating," Lu Fanzhi said with a simple mind, believing everything had ended on a happy note.

Luo Jinxiao forced a smile and turned to ask, "Whose disciple have you become?"

"Look, it says 'Gui Jiu' on it. Sounds like some kind of wine, right? I just found out it's the name of Elder He’s senior disciple. Though not exceptionally talented, he’s diligently cultivated for a hundred years and is now at the second stage of the Golden Core. This is his first year taking in disciples," Lu Fanzhi replied with a bright, happy smile.

Most people's spirit jades remained unchanged, and some left dejected. Luo Jinxiao glanced around, noticing that her adversary Yan Ying had become the disciple of a female elder and was basking in the praise of others.

She looked away, noting that Luo Mei had managed to reach Wuhui Mountain but still couldn't enter the Wuhui Sect.

"The remaining disciples, take your spirit jades and meet your masters to perform the initiation rites."

With that command, the crowd began to disperse, led into the mountain by guides.

Lu Fanzhi bid farewell to Luo Jinxiao and left excitedly, while Luo Jinxiao was led down a narrow path by a rather shy senior brother.

The senior brother appeared bashful and remained silent, simply leading the way. Luo Jinxiao casually asked him questions.

"Senior Brother, why does Master Willow live so remotely?" she asked while kicking aside the scattered leaves.

"Master Willow should be addressed as Elder Xie. He has an eccentric nature, rarely leaves his home, and loves willow trees, hence the name 'Master Willow.'"

Another eccentric, Luo Jinxiao noted with a hint of concern.

"Does he have any other disciples?" she asked.

"No, like Junior Master Qu, Master Willow has never taken in a disciple."

With nothing more to ask, Luo Jinxiao walked on, taking in the surrounding scenery. The path grew increasingly remote, with lush vegetation and scattered leaves, as if it hadn't been cleaned in ages.

The sun was strong, but the mountain was cool, with dappled sunlight and gentle breezes making it quite pleasant.

"We're here. You can go in yourself," the senior brother said before vanishing like he was escaping a plague.

Luo Jinxiao rubbed her eyes, irritated by the dust he kicked up, muttering under her breath before looking up. In front of her was a simple fence, lacking the grandeur of a large sect, more like a village. The house was wooden, with smoke curling from its chimney.

Luo Jinxiao hesitated at the entrance for a while before finally knocking on the door.

After a moment, the door opened, and Luo Jinxiao jumped back in fright. Standing there was not a person, but a puppet wearing coarse linen clothing, with an expressionless face, a single eye, and skin as rough as bark.

Realizing her mistake, Luo Jinxiao understood that this was no human, but a puppet.

The puppet stepped aside, inviting her in.