The ambiguous Back Mountain, a sea of pink.
A man and a woman—wait, no, two women—ran romantically through the Peach Blossom Grove, as if chasing and toying with something.
Chen Xiaoyan suddenly stopped and pointed with her hand.
“Chongchong, there’s one hiding in the grass beneath your feet.”
At her words, Chongchong crouched down and carefully parted the grass at her feet.
There it was—a Pink-Fur Rabbit, trembling as it stared at her.
These two humans were terrifying.
So many brothers from the tribe had charged together, yet they were scattered with a single swing of the umbrella.
They simply couldn’t compete with these two.
So, they had to scatter and flee.
But who would have thought that not only were these two humans strong, but also ridiculously fast.
Chongchong didn’t care what the little rabbit was thinking.
She pinched the back of its neck—the nape of fate—and carried it over to Chen Xiaoyan.
Chen Xiaoyan took the Pink-Fur Rabbit, poked it a few times with her finger, and raised her lips in a smirk.
“Stupid rabbit, weren’t you pretty cocky before? Come on, let me see you act tough now.”
“Squeak squeak squeak!!!”
The Pink-Fur Rabbit glared at her, flailing its little arms in the air in protest.
This hateful human—even if she turned to dust, it would still recognize her.
Only she would be so rude as to come and harm the peach trees without a greeting.
“Oh? Look, this little thing even has a temper,” Chen Xiaoyan shrugged and said to Chongchong.
“Sis Xiaoyan, this little pink bunny is so cute, though!”
She really couldn’t understand why Chen Xiaoyan bore such a grudge against them.
“Cute?” Chen Xiaoyan held the Pink-Fur Rabbit up for a closer look.
It did look adorable, truly cute.
But as soon as she thought of her still faintly aching heel, she really couldn’t bring herself to like it.
“Chongchong, have you ever tried roasting rabbit in the game?”
“Eh?”
Chongchong stared, dumbfounded.
Such a cute bunny, and you actually have the heart to skin and roast it?
Are you even human?
“What a shame, no seasoning. Next time we go to Wangyue Inn, let’s remember to swing by the kitchen and grab some spices to keep in our inventory.”
Chen Xiaoyan muttered with a hint of regret.
Seeing she wasn’t joking, Chongchong quickly snatched the Pink-Fur Rabbit back, stroking its soft, sleek fur with a pang of guilt.
“Sis Xiaoyan, how about we roast another animal? Like a sheep or a cow, anything else is fine.”
Chen Xiaoyan propped her chin, thought for a moment, and nodded, “That’s fine too. But, the Pink-Fur Rabbit is much easier—others you’d have to go looking for, which is a hassle.”
Chongchong immediately shook her head nervously.
“No hassle, no hassle, I’ll go find them. I promise, pure wild!”
Since the girl put it that way,
Chen Xiaoyan couldn’t insist—she wasn’t dead set on eating Pink-Fur Rabbit anyway.
“Alright then.”
Chongchong breathed a sigh of relief.
The Pink-Fur Rabbits of the Back Mountain had some intelligence, but not much.
They only half-understood human speech and didn’t realize how close they had just come to the gates of hell.
After that, Chen Xiaoyan caught another Pink-Fur Rabbit.
The two of them sat up high.
Four pale little feet dangled in the air, swinging up and down.
They lifted their Pink-Fur Rabbits, playing with each other, acting out a puppet battle.
“Ha, watch my Pink-Fur True One unleash the World-Destroying Palm!”
Chen Xiaoyan raised one paw of her Pink-Fur Rabbit, striking at Chongchong’s rabbit.
“Hmph, how could this Rabbit Goddess be afraid of you, Pink-Fur True One?”
Chongchong said, crossing her Pink-Fur Rabbit’s paws in front of its forehead.
“Rabbit Divine Mecha, unite!”
Chen Xiaoyan couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing on the spot.
“You little rascal, here I am playing immortal sects and you bring me science? Even Mecha Warriors now, huh?”
Chongchong raised an eyebrow and made her Pink-Fur Rabbit’s paws attack quickly.
In the end, the Pink-Fur Rabbit in Chen Xiaoyan’s hand was slapped into squeaking submission, and didn’t even fight back.
“Why’d it stop moving?”
She looked at Chen Xiaoyan in confusion.
Chen Xiaoyan paused, handed the Pink-Fur Rabbit to Chongchong.
“Hold this for me, I’ve got something to handle,” she said, looking up and tapping in the air.
Seeing this, Chongchong knew who she was privately messaging.
Pouting, she played by herself.
[Mu Qingxue: Did you have a good day yesterday?]
Mu Qingxue replied.
[Chen Xiaoyan: I’m fine, took a day off, slept well.]
[Mu Qingxue: That’s good. In a few days, I want to hold a guild party in the real world. What do you think?]
In the little courtyard halfway up Mount Shu, Mu Qingxue sat on a stone stool, looking nervous.
[Chen Xiaoyan: Qingxue, no offense, but if you’re the boss, you’ve got to act like one. Why are you always asking a mere employee like me every day?]
[Mu Qingxue: But you’re the Deputy Guild Leader, of course I have to ask your opinion.]
[Chen Xiaoyan: Alright, Guild Leader, whatever you decide, I support you.]
[Mu Qingxue: Really?]
[Chen Xiaoyan: As true as pearls.]
Mu Qingxue pressed her lips together, her mouth slowly curving into an unconscious smile.
[Mu Qingxue: Then it’s settled, you have to come too.]
After sending this, Mu Qingxue’s heart grew even more tense.
Anxious and excited, her feelings churned together.
She was afraid—to confirm the final answer.
Yet she hoped—to see her in real life, even if just once.
But after she sent that message, Chen Xiaoyan didn’t reply.
This only made Mu Qingxue’s doubts grow.
Is she scared of something?
Or was something else holding her up?
As Mu Qingxue’s mind whirled and her guts twisted with worry,
On the other side, Chen Xiaoyan and Chongchong were happily chasing rabbits.
“I told you, you can’t even keep an eye on a rabbit—now it’s run off.”
Looking at the Peach Blossom Grove ahead, a sea of pink, as soon as the Pink-Fur Rabbit dove in, it was like a fish entering the sea—she decisively gave up chasing.
“How is it my fault?”
Chongchong pouted, hugging another Pink-Fur Rabbit, her face full of unhappiness.
“Fine, fine, blame me.”
“It is your fault. Who messaged you just now, anyway?”
Chongchong: I want to see which little hussy interrupted our date.
“Qingxue,” Chen Xiaoyan admitted honestly.
“Oh, her.”
“Did she ask you to run a quest?”
Chen Xiaoyan shook her head.
“Qingxue wants to organize a real-world party for Xueyan Pavilion.”
Chongchong’s eyes lit up, overjoyed, her face full of excitement.
“Really?”
“What’s got you so excited?” Chen Xiaoyan eyed her suspiciously.
“I… I just like parties, that’s all.”
“Parties aren’t that great—too many people. I’d rather get together with a few close friends.”
That’s just her own opinion. Chen Xiaoyan knew Mu Qingxue, as Guild Leader of Xueyan Pavilion, couldn’t just think about a few people—she had to care for the whole group.
“Huh? So, Sis Xiaoyan, you’re not going?”
Upon hearing that, Chongchong felt like she’d fallen from heaven to hell.
Like parties?
Not at all.
Might as well change the word “party” to “Chen Xiaoyan”.
If Chen Xiaoyan wasn’t going, what would be the point of her attending any party?
No point at all.
“I’m going, why wouldn’t I?”
If she were the only one in the whole guild who didn’t show up, that would be so awkward.
What, are you looking down on people, thinking you’re special?
But, then again, she really was kind of special.
Going to a party in disguise as a man dressed as a woman.
In the whole Immortal World, probably one of a kind.