The Destiny Villainess Wants Me To Work!-Chapter 140: Falcons!
["I want to meet your mother."]
Yang Qingxi froze for a moment.
"Isn’t that a bit too early—"
She stopped midway and quickly corrected herself.
"I mean..."
"Why do you want to meet her?"
For some reason, just the thought of Su Mo meeting her parents made her feel... strange.
A mix of nervousness and something she couldn’t quite describe.
On the other side, Su Mo didn’t think much about her reaction.
He answered honestly.
["Your mother’s lineage is related to some powerful background, right?"] He said. ["I want to understand the true nature of this world. I believe she should have the answers I want."]
"...That’s all?"
Yang Qingxi blinked.
For some reason, she felt slightly disappointed.
["Sorry?"] Su Mo sounded confused.
"Nothing," she quickly replied. "Alright. I’ll arrange it later."
"Honestly, I’m also curious. My mother has always kept those things from me. If not for some clues and the plot of Ye Chen’s novel. I would have never known."
["She probably has her reasons,"] Su Mo said. ["Don’t ask over the phone. It’s better to talk face to face."]
There was a brief pause before he added,
["And... you should tell your parents about your cultivation."]
"Huh...?"
Yang Qingxi hesitated.
"Tell them...?"
["It won’t stay a secret forever,"] Su Mo said calmly. ["It’s better to tell them early."]
["And if possible, we should help them become stronger too."]
He paused for a moment before continuing.
["Both you and your brother attract the attention and hostility of these destiny protagonists."]
["What if one of them targets your parents?"]
["Even with their security, it’s not enough."]
["Their own strength would be the best protection."]
His tone was serious. There was no trace of joking.
Yang Qingxi fell silent.
After a moment, she agreed.
"...Alright. We’ll do as you said."
She ended the call. The room fell quiet again.
Her face returned to its usual calm expression.
But—
Her heart was beating uncontrollably fast.
Thump. Thump. Thump.
She raised her hands and covered her face.
A faint crimson slowly spread across her cheeks.
In the silent room, a soft murmur escaped her lips.
"...Idiot."
A brief pause.
"...Those should be my concerns."
Her voice grew softer.
"You talk as if they’re your parents..."
***
The evening slowly descended upon Jiangnan City.
The sky was painted in layers of gold and crimson, as if the horizon itself had been set aflame. The bustling city below softened under the fading light, its noise gradually turning distant, almost unreal.
Inside Yang Qingxi’s room—
Su Mo’s gaze sharpened slightly.
"He moved."
His voice was calm.
Beside him, Yang Qingxi stood ready.
"Then we shall depart too," she replied, her tone steady, carrying a faint trace of anticipation.
Su Mo nodded.
His spiritual energy stirred, and he activated the transformation technique.
Their figures blurred.
In the next moment—
Two falcons stood in their place.
Peregrine falcon—sleek and streamlined, with a sharp, hooked beak and narrow, pointed wings built for speed. Their feathers carried a smooth blend of dark slate-gray and pale undertones, while their eyes were sharp and piercing.
Yang Qingxi lowered her head slightly, observing her transformed body. There was a brief pause, a moment of adjustment... then she moved.
She flapped her wings once.
A clean, powerful motion.
Su Mo had already reached the balcony.
Without hesitation—
They leapt.
—
The evening sky opened before them.
Golden light stretched endlessly across the horizon, bathing everything beneath it in warmth. The city below looked smaller with each passing second as they gained height.
The cold wind brushed against their feathers.
Yang Qingxi adjusted her wings, maintaining balance. The sensation of flight felt natural, almost instinctive, as if her body had always known how to move this way.
For a brief moment, her mind relaxed.
The pressure from earlier seemed to fade into the background.
They continued forward.
The city slowly receded behind them.
"I want to reach the Nascent Soul Stage as soon as possible," Yang Qingxi said as she kept pace beside Su Mo.
Her tone was calm.
"And fly like this as a human."
Su Mo didn’t turn and encouraged her. "Then work hard."
"...That’s all?" There was a short pause before she spoke.
"Yeah..." His answer remained simple. "What else can I say?"
The wind continued to flow past them.
After a moment, Yang Qingxi spoke again.
"...Why didn’t you just carry us with your magnetic control technique?"
Su Mo adjusted his speed slightly, keeping the distance between them stable.
"I don’t know how far we’ll be flying," he said. "That technique consumes a lot of energy."
After a brief pause, he added,
"...Maybe after reaching Nascent Soul Stage, I can ignore this level of consumption."
"Nascent Soul?" Yang Qingxi replied flatly. "Then what’s the point?"
"By that time, you would’ve already mastered actual flight."
"True."
Su Mo didn’t deny it.
"That’s why, for long-distance travel, this method is more efficient."
"And with my healing technique, stamina isn’t really an issue."
"Right..."
Yang Qingxi accepted the explanation.
At the same time, she heard his thoughts.
[Not to mention the healing technique. With my Primary Immortal Body, it’s hard for me to feel fatigue. The energy recovers continuously. It’s basically a perpetual cycle.]
Yang Qingxi remained silent.
Her flight path stayed steady.
’I’m not envious.’
A brief thought passed through her mind.
’Not at all.’
After a moment, her train of thought shifted.
’Who cares if this bastard has so many awesome cheats? In the end, he is still my person.’
Thinking from this angle, her jealousy eased up a bit.
’Right, Su Mo is mine. So, rounding it up, his ability is also mine.’
Her mood stabilised.
Beside her, Su Mo remained unaware of what kind of internal brainstorming and self-PUA-ing Miss Yang was going through at this moment.
After all, since they were transformed into falcons. He couldn’t even figure out the changes in expression. It was basically impossible to notice these things unless he were an expert in birds.
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