Chapter 531: Stirring the Clouds and Rain
Wen Susu did not continue the conversation, but she informed Ye Wenxin of the correct way to leave the academy, adding, "Your future has already been altered by our meeting. Do you really think you can leave here so easily?"
She spoke of the butterfly effect triggered by Ye Wenxin's defiance of fate, but Ye Wenxin scoffed, "I've been through worse. Everyone told me to accept my fate, but I refused to listen, which led to the creation of who I am today. Do you think I fear something as trivial as destiny?"
Ye Wenxin reflected on her past. Each time she defied fate, she transformed from a mundane traveler into Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng, and now into the runaway persona of Ye Wenxin. All of this was her doing. If she had believed in destiny, she would have long disappeared into obscurity in Mo Family Village.
"Fine, suit yourself," Wen Susu stopped arguing and awkwardly tried to untie the rope around her. Ye Wenxin threw a red flower at her, which devoured the rope, turning green upon contact with Wen Susu.
Wen Susu watched coolly, unable to find any memory of this trick in Ye Wenxin's mind. It seemed as if Ye Wenxin had whimsically conjured this skill. The unknown intrigued Wen Susu, prompting her to pull out a thick book.
The book began to write on its own, filling with dense text over thirty pages. Surprisingly, the content didn't reflect her interaction with Ye Wenxin but mentioned two names repeatedly: Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng and Princess Long Qingyue.
She maintained this focus while writing until she finished and reviewed her work with satisfaction, a smile curling her lips.
The book closed, revealing its cover, which bore bold characters: [Dragon City Phoenix Fragrance].
Anyone fond of historical anecdotes would recognize the familiar script, reminiscent of the tales about Demon Lord Gu Qingcheng and Princess Long Qingyue. However, no one saw Wen Susu's writings, nor knew she authored the infamous wild histories circulating worldwide.
Having completed another masterpiece, she carefully picked up the book, aware of her clumsiness as she fumbled repeatedly. She cradled it cautiously, fearing her dampness might offend the book.
After a third reading, it was already 3 a.m. She planned to go out the next day, but nearly stumbled, remembering she hadn't freed herself yet. Reflecting on Ye Wenxin's smug face, she sighed, "The Demon Lord in the stories was indeed more endearing."
After more fumbling, she finally unbound herself and dragged her soggy self back to her room.
The night hadn't ended when Wen Susu noticed the fox spirit preparing to enter Ye Wenxin's room.
"Luo Mo," she called, startling the fox spirit, who nearly fell from the window. The fox spirit looked vibrant, but upon seeing Wen Susu, she relaxed and drifted over in a mist.
"It's you," the fox spirit said casually, unfazed by being caught in mischief. Wen Susu observed the fox spirit's progress with Ye Wenxin and nodded approvingly. "Yes, I just finished patrolling and saw you sneaking around."
The fox spirit remained composed, but Wen Susu's bluntness prompted her to explain, "Didn't you tell me to get closer to her and absorb some of her peach blossom fortune?"
