I’m Not Your Female Lead! - Chapter 102

Chapter 102: Little Fortune-teller (2)

“This feels pretty nice.” Ye Yu smiled and stretched her body, saying, “I just need two more missions and I can skip through the Youth Realm and immediately enter the Beast Realm. Then, I can be on the same level as Xuan Yi.”

The system held in the urge to expose her, saying, “Even if Xuan Yi’s cultivation hadn’t grown after two missions, you’re still three whole realms lower than Xuan Yi. Plus, after the host finishes the two missions, there is a possibility that Xuan Yi would reach the Primal Chaos Realm.”

Ye Yu was speechless.

“You know what I hate the most?”

The system acted innocently.

Ye Yu grinded her teeth and said, “I hate people that upset me.”

The system was speechless.

“Host, you can actually think more positively. If there is a more difficult mission, then you might not just break through one small realm!”

Ye Yu considered for two seconds before shaking her head.

“Nevermind. The better the rewards, the more difficult the mission is. This is a definite.”

“…”

An hour later, there was a new stall within the trade fair for the disciples in the Sect’s Mountain.

Zhang Huan observed the young cultivator who just set up a stall. Once they were done, they took out a table and chair from their space ring. Then, he stood up and walked to the young man.

“This brother seems a little unfamiliar. Who is your elder?”

Ye Yu who disguised as a man hid her appearance using the spiritual item that Xuan Yi had obtained for her. She slowly stood up and bowed.

“Brother, you’re too polite. I’m just an ordinary disciple selected into the sect from this year.”

“Oh, so you’re junior brother.” Zhang Huan laughed and said, “You just entered the sect and got yourself a position at the Sect’s Mountain. Even if you’re just an ordinary disciple, junior brother, there’s no need to be humble.”

Before Ye Yu could say anything, the man turned around and glanced at the table Ye Yu didn’t have time to set up yet.

“Junior brother, what are you preparing for the trade?”

Ye Yu smiled when she heard this and rummaged through the space ring at a normal pace, finally finding a banner.

In the next second, the light flickered and a banner written in ink saying “fortune-telling” appeared in her hands.

“…”

Zhang Huan’s gaze flickered.

He was only interested in asking this because he had seen the unfamiliar young man carrying a space ring around casually. Plus, from the size of the table, it seemed like he was carrying quite a bit of treasures.

He originally thought that it was a senior brother in seclusion working under an elder, but who knew that he was just an ordinary disciple.

But Zhang Huan thought it was incredible despite the difference in status.

——

An ordinary disciple was personally keeping a valuable space ring and he didn’t even seem to care…

Instead, they smiled splendidly.

“Does this junior brother plan on telling fortune in this trade fair?”

If it weren’t that the little junior brother was quite extraordinary, he would’ve laughed.

It seemed like Ye Yu hadn’t heard the hidden mockery in Zhang Huan’s tone as she smiled innocently and unaffected, saying, “Does the sect not allow this, brother?”

“Hahaha, no. However, there are barely any Jian Sect’s disciples that study meticulously in this field. Plus, everyone knows that this is Tianji Pavilion’s specialty. It seemed like any talented people in that field had been recruited by them.”

Zhang Huan laughed on the surface, but mocked in his heart, “Plus, you’re just an ordinary disciple. Where did you get the courage to tell fortune for the countless elders on the trade fair whose cultivation levels are much higher than yours?”

“…”

Ye Yu could hear the hidden meaning, but she wasn’t annoyed either. She smiled at Zhang Huan and said, “Senior brother, how many years have you been in the Jian Sect?”

Zhang Huan was stunned and said, “This…at least seven years.”

Ye Yu’s expression became exaggerated as she said, “Within your seven years here, you haven’t seen anyone telling fortune in the trade fair?”

“…No.” Zhang Huan choked and shook his head, trying his best to hold in his laugh. He said politely, “It seems like I’m lacking in knowledge.”

“It’s fine, it’s fine.”