Chapter 2

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“Ying–..”

Tongtong slowly opened her eyes. With a “Shua…” her eyes closed. “Shua…” Eyes opened. She couldn’t believe what she saw in front of her depressed eyes- a smiling young man!

“What is this logic… I thought I picked up a rich beauty, but in fact she is a trap!” she mumbled. TN- TT probably thinks the guy is the girl from chap. 1

As soon as the words she said settled into her head, the male’s smile grew stiffer as he struggled to maintain a normal expression.

He put on his warmest and sweetest expression his face could make, and forced out, “Hello miss(1)! My name is Dingding, but you can call me Little Ding.”

(1)- It is actually a respectful way to call a woman you don’t know

Tongtong cringed at his ugly and nasty smile.

Little Ding continued. “From your clothes I can tell you are from XXXX City. I am also a native XXX-ian! My eyes are wet with emotion! Of course I, Little Ding, will protect you! I came here in 20XX, and I was originally a RICH! SECOND! GENERATION!”(2)

(2)- In China, they call the daughters and sons of corrupt/filthy rich politicians “Fuer Dai”, “Fu” meaning rich, “Er” meaning two, “Dai” meaning generation. Rich second generation!

The originally smiling male accentuated the last three words heavily, before asking, “What would you like me to call you?”

Unfortunately, Little Ding’s fiery yelling made Tongtong’s head spin, and her originally sleep-muddled brain became even more confused.

She closed both eyes again, and sighed, “Ah, it’s really just a dream… I know why, such a beautiful person, how can they actually be alive?… But why did a pleb(3) appear in my dream… And they never stopped talking… Ah, let me sleep a while longer…” As Tongtong spoke, she was on the verge of falling back asleep.

(3)- TT calls him a d**k/pleb. Pleb means a poorer class person, or just generally a no-manners person.

Little Ding became angry. He wasted almost half a day talking, and was countered by the emotionless chatter of Tongtong.

“WAKE UP FOR THIS SHAO-YE(4), YOU STUPID MORON!” he roared, furiously shaking her shoulders back and forth. Even if she woke up, he would’ve probably not stopped shaking.

(4)- Shao Ye means rich uncle, also just a way to arrogantly refer to themselves. You see this a lot in Chinese novels.

“Ahh!!! Go easy! Stop shaking… I’m so dizzy… Ou(4)…”

(4)- “Ou” is the sound someone makes when they are about to throw up. It’s like “oh…” but really guttural… Zombie throwing up… (・´з`・)

Realizing she was about to throw up, Tongtong hastily grabbed Little Ding’s wrist.

“Ding, Little Ding was it? I know your name now… please loosen your hand… If you have things to say please… say it politely…”

After Tongtong used pressure, Little Ding let go, quickly smoothing out his clothes. He smiled, showing off all his teeth, and said, “I know you probably have many questions to ask, but don’t be in a rush, I will answer them one at a time.”

In her heart, Tongtong had already prepared a script, and was about to ask this fellow to properly introduce himself. However, her eyes moistened, and she instead exclaimed, “This is too good! Is there food to eat? I’m hungry…”

“…”

Little Ding’s face turned green as he swallowed down the feelings of generosity. He ordered the disciples outside to bring food in.

So, as Tongtong wolfed down the delicacies placed in front of her, she listened to Little Ding’s entertaining “battle” stories. It was like a writer describing a situation that was full of plot.

“So, what place is this? I just happened to transmigrate here?” she asked while patting her stuffed belly while thinking.

Ah, Little Ding was satisfied with her question: This is actually a normal question! he thought.

“Shua(5)—-” His hand opened up his folding fan, and he pretentiously said, “Of course.”

(5)- The sound effect of the folding fan opening. Same effect for her eyes opening and closing. (｡☉౪ ⊙｡)

“What the hell! Then why is it like this?! When you said you, a rich boy(6) got struck by lightning, that seemed normal… But why did I, a hard-working white-collar worker(7) suddenly transmigrate here! Ah, that’s right, I was going hiking on a mountain… Wait, where’s A-Xi(8)? Shouldn’t she transmigrate here with me as well?” With one strike, she used her right hand to hit her left palm. Tongtong looked at Little Ding’s face, expecting some sort of answer, only to be shocked by his ugly expression.

(6)- TT is referring to Little Ding’s description of him being a rich second generation.

(7)- white-collar worker=normal office worker

(8)- A close friend of TT. Who is she? I don’t know, but when a Chinese person uses “A-name” to call their friend, it means that friend is close to them.

“You… what’s wrong into you(9)?” She gasped. Little Ding looked like someone had pissed him off.

(9)- She’s just asking if he’s okay, it’s just a difference between Chinese and English that it translated that way.

“Whats! Wrong! With! Me! You woman… who’s conscious do you think is actually wrong? Even though this Shao-Ye plays a lot, I have never done any bad things, but when my story comes out from your mouth, suddenly I turn into a scumbag! You are one of those people who think all rich people are bad! Hah?!”

Little Ding’s folding fan trembled as he controlled his urge to scream like a maiden in distress. He regretted promising to protect this lady and act like her savior. Little Ding didn’t have anyone before him to help him when he transmigrated, and he sure didn’t expect a girl to flap her mouth at him! Even if his temper improved, he would still die from this girls attitude!

“Wu… you’re correct… it was my incorrect interpretation… don’t be mad anymore…” When she understood she was the wrong one, Tongtong pulled at his cloth, bit her lip, and pitifully gazed at him.

Little Ding huffed as he glared at Tongtong with an “I need to stay away from you” glance. He curled his lips, but then decided to forgive her for a while. Whoever treated him in such a large-minded way would also be treated with this Master Ding’s loving care.

“Stop saying these unnecessary words! Alright, introduce yourself and how you came here.” (TN: I have no idea who is speaking and there is too much speech I’m dying. Looking back, its probably Little Ding)

After hearing that Senior Brother saved her… the thought of his cold impassive face… Little Ding couldn’t help but shiver: He couldn’t imagine that cold mountain would have such a compassionate object- did the sun rise from the West? (10)

(10)- It’s a proverb/thing that tells something inconceivable has happened- hence the sun rising from the west. Of course, the sun rises from the east.

“Oh, oh.” Like an obedient child, Tongtong straightened her clothes as she sat down. These clothes were so light and comfortable, made of some unknown material. However, who helped her put these on? It couldn’t be… Little Ding?

Little Ding followed her gaze and understood what was going on. “Such a small action like changing clothes only needs a small spell, there isn’t anyone who disrespected you!”

In other words, this flat body, nothing sticking out in the front, nothing curvy in the back, no wonder this little master had no interest! Of course, being respectful towards this lady, that sentence should be hidden in the heart… this “Master” Ding is really a gentleman!

“Hee hee…” Tongtong dumbly pinched her earlobe, and switched the topic: “I’m Tongtong; this year I’m 23 years old! I worked at a private enterprise as a secretary, originally I was going to go on vacation with a friend, but somehow I came here… Oh, right, I think I remember stepping on some historical ruins, and then dropped into some lake…”

As she recalled, one hand began to rub her chin. “Before I fainted I saw this beautiful person… Even though through the steam I couldn’t see very well and couldn’t determine the gender, I know for sure their shoulders, collarbone… That “woman” is definitely a god-level looking person!”

“What? What pretty person?” Little Ding suspiciously looked at her.

“No-Nothing….”

Stealing a peek at someone taking a bath wasn’t some honorable position- no matter her intentions. Tongtong hummed and hawed, then asked; “Oh right, you said this is a Xian-Xia world, is that for real?”

“Talking to this point, let me tell you something! In the past, I also didn’t believe it! However 20 years have already passed, so finally I’ve let it go!”

Little Ding wanted to show the hardships he had suffered, but his face betrayed him, showing delight.

“Have you played The Legend of Sword and Fairy? The Second World? Age of Wushu(11)? What! You’ve never played those before! Whatever, those aren’t important, have you heard of cultivation?”

(11)- Those are titles of Xian-Xia genre games that are famous throughout China.

The dumb-non-gamer Tongtong nodded her head. Little Ding relaxed a bit- else he would’ve had to explain the enormous topic of Xian-Xia!

“It’s just as you would imagine- this is a cultivational world. Following the cultivational rule, there are those who cultivated to Nirvana. Even though I have never gotten to that point, and I don’t know if that is true or not, what you heard from those fairy tale books, TV shows- they’re all real in this world!”

Little Ding’s eyes suddenly became excited, like a small child who found a new toy to play with.

“Watch.”

Tongtong followed his instructions, only to find he had raised his hand. An electric wisp danced across five fingers, making a swishing sound. His eyes glowed with a golden light. Tongtong was dumbstruck.

“How is it? Fun, right? This is Dian-Hu-Si(12), which is part of the Electric-path. It’s very simple. Only because of my Lightning-affinity can I do this!”

(12)- I don’t know if I should keep it like that or translate it into “Silk Electric Arc”. It sounds ugly :-[

Little Ding caught Tongtong’s look of awe, and his heart was struck of arrogance. “Speaking of affinities, every cultivator has an attribute. The most common ones are Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth. However, there are some special people who have unique attributes, like this Shao-Ye who has the rare Lightning attribute! It’s just those who hold a certain life root that have the unique ones! Of course the more pure a life root, the less common it is, and the more powerful it is!”

At this point, Little Ding’s face was red, which Tongtong didn’t notice.

“Even though this Shao-Ye has this badass Lightning life root and a chicken-bone Earth root, Chonghua Sect’s most important aspect is the sword-way! Whatever spell you recite, you can play with!”

Speaking of it was easy, but was still doubtful. The Shao-Ye’s lightning root wasn’t single- and that was unbelievable.

Then why wasn’t he some sort of stallion novels protagonist, hugging right and left? What to do…

Little Ding was stuck in his imagination, still sticking his five fingers out. Tongtong tried to pull him back: “Is there more?”

“EGh? Let’s continue talking. Where did I stop? Oh, don’t rush. First lets discuss our sect.”

Little Ding threw away the red exclamation mark in his head, and began to fill the blank canvas Tongtong full of information.

“Right now, you are in Chonghua Mountain, on Autumn Leaf Peak’s Jiuhan Palace, in this Xian-Xia Taoist world with Five Sect leaders, in the most respected Chonghua area. This is also my Master Fairy Ye’s bedroom! This Master Ding is actually Fairy Ye’s disciple- called the handsome genius sword disciple with the best personality…a thousand words omitted here… below the jade white dragon!”

Tongtong, being attacked by Little Ding’s lightning fast words, grasped the most prominent word she heard.

“Taoism? Then, you must be saying there is a Demonic Way too?”

It can’t be… demons who want to eat people…

“Correct- there are two ways, so obviously there is a demonic way.” Little Ding’s tone became so serious, Tongtong started cold sweating. She knew whatever he was going to say next, she had to pay close attention to.

This author has something to say: I’m planning on updating this.

I’m being serious!

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