When Immortal Ascension Fails Time Travel to Try Again Story 10 - The Spy Who Rocked Too Hard (42/52

Story 10 - The Spy Who Rocked Too Hard (42/52🎸)

Since I was there, I listened to my band mbers individually and corrected them on our battle songs. Also, I made doubly sure everyone could play the song that lts faces correctly. After that, I had promised to et up with my little students.

Three Drops Silent Toxin had moved into a courtyard with Shadow Panther so they could practice together. When I flew there, they were doing their own things.

The first thing I did after I landed was check Three Drops’ body cultivation progress using my divine sense. Thanks to the cure I’d found, he’d reached the equivalent of the sixth layer of Qi Condensation. That was shockingly fast.

“Keep up the good work, and you’ll be joining the inner sect in a year or two.”

He looked excited. “Thank you, senior!”

Next, I went over to the massive table outside to check on Shadow Panther. Bone pieces and spiritual silk threads were spread all over the surface. She was in the middle of creating a second human-shaped puppet based on the first one we’d put together. She proudly held up a joint.

“Take a look at this.”

“You need to shave off a couple of microters right here so it can move easier.”

“H-how can you tell?!”

I grinned. “Divine sense, and many years of practice.”

She marked the section I pointed to with a stick of charcoal and frowned intently at it.

“Alright, you two. Pick up your instrunts!”

While I waited for them to set up, I threw a handful of formation flags into the air and used my spiritual energy to send them flying. They landed in a near-perfect soundproof formation around my students.

When they looked at , prepared to practice, I grinned.

“I already told you about the battle of the bands.”

“Yes, senior.” They looked nervous.

“Are you ready to fight for your teacher’s honor?”

They glanced at each other, then shook their heads.

I expected a more enthusiastic response, but... “That’s fine. We still have a week to prepare. Now, let’s hear why you’re not ready and see if we can’t solve those issues.”

Shadow Panther cautiously said, “Senior Linlin, we just started learning. How can we possibly go up against musicians who’ve been practicing for decades?”

Three Drops nodded like it was obvious.

If we went by their logic, then a Xianxia protagonist with a year of training and cultivation shouldn’t be able to beat a young master with a decade of practice and the best pills. But it happened all the damn ti. Including in this fucked up universe.

With my hands behind my back, I began walking around them. “Age doesn’t matter. Experience, while important, doesn’t matter.”

They both looked at like I was crazy. These fuckers.

I stopped and pointed toward them. “What matters is that you have imnse talent and the ability to play the best songs in the Dao of Rock! Ones that will outshine anything musicians at your level can perform.” I grinned. “Can you trust ?”

“Yes, Senior!”

I knew I could count on these two!

***

The rest of the week passed in a blur. I did not have a single mont to rest or et up with Little Spring. Instead, I had to spend every waking minute preparing. I concocted various pills, checked on my badass band, and used my knowledge of my past-past life’s technology while applying it to the spiritual tools I developed in this one to create a super kick-ass hologram.

Oh, I also checked in on my student’s two-man-two-puppet band from ti to ti. They weren’t perfect, but they were steadily improving.

It was a wild fucking week.

The few tis I did see Little Spring, he was busy with his own war preparations. From what I saw, that was mostly practicing the sword techniques I taught him, and working with Xiao Bai to beco a better beast trainer. Or sothing.

Actually, I wasn’t too sure. While heading to another practice session, I’d seen him playing fetch, so I assud that was what he was doing.

Once Xiao Bai had returned with the big stick Little Spring commanded him to sit, which the dog did while looking heart-stoppingly adorable. After feeding him a treat, Little Spring pointed to where Ghosty chatted with the gold dragon. The not-beast ran up to him and bit his arm.

Well, it was more accurate to say he attempted to bite his arm and instead just flew through his projection a few tis before getting grumpy and trotting back to the kid while sulking from his perceived betrayal.

Just a normal boy doing normal things with a completely mundane pet. It had been nice to see.

Wait! Goddamn it! The not-dog was getting into my head again!

Aside from the fact that the puppy was definitely not normal, I couldn’t help but feel like I was forgetting sothing. Well, whatever. I was sure I’d figure it out later. I wasn’t too worried since I’d already completed everything on my ‘Lin’s Badass List of War Preparations For a Safe-ish Ti.’ It only took hard fucking work and a week with absolutely no sleep or rest.

***

On the morning of the festival everything that we could do at the last minute was done. At that point, there was only getting through the day and doing our best before a goddamn war started. Because even if the Wild Hoof managed to trade the evil-ass scroll for the cure, we knew it wouldn’t end so simply. Especially once they found it locked inside a box that they couldn’t open.

We had a reason to believe that the scroll was on the second floor of the treasure pavilion. Rather than focus on following the junior sect leader — who might not have the damn thing — Little Spring and I decided to pick up our recording tool and check to see if soone was caught taking the evil thing out. That ant we had to pull it out from under everyone’s noses.

It was ti to spy!

We walked up the stairs together toward the second floor of the pavilion.

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::Sister Lin. The security here is no joke. We won’t be able to call it to us and expect no one to notice.::

::Don’t worry. I’ll distract them. You just need to grab the tool.::

::How are you planning on distracting them?::

I straightened my spine. ::That’s easy. My existence is enough of a distraction.::

::... Uh, Sister Lin, I don’t think it works that way.::

::Just stay behind and call for the tool when everyone least expects it.::

He nodded, and I took the lead.

A Golden Core cultivator stood between and the second floor. She crossed her arms and glared down at as if she dared to co up. So I did. I didn’t stop until I was two steps from the top.

“The only ones allowed up here are those with approval or with a token. Do you even have one?”

I grinned. “No. But I’m working with Poison Master Noxious Fangstrike. You wouldn’t prevent his assistant from entering the second floor, would you?”

She glared down at and scoffed. “I haven’t heard anything about that.”

“Impossible! Everyone knows I fixed the sect’s Beast Blood Bath.”

“Not .”

“Well, if you weren’t stuck up here, then maybe you would.”

Her eyes narrowed on . “Yeah. No. I think you’re that girl who hurt our Little Teasing Mouse’s feelings.”

“Are you saying one child’s emotions are more important than the entire sect’s wellbeing?!” With how they protected that girl, it was like the genre switched to a damn Oto Isekai novel. Was I going to encounter a psychotic Duke of the North with black hair and red eyes or sothing?

That rat girl certainly had the halo for it.

“What I’m saying is that you can’t co up here until you have approval or until you get a token!”

“I see. So you really want to upset Senior Noxious Fangstrike?! Do you know how furious he’ll be?”

Crack! A loud noise sounded from the doorfra as a tiny ball the size of a bead flew through the wood and into Little Spring’s hand.

Fuck!

I punched the door fra, causing it to shatter even more and hide the path of the tool.

Little Spring tugged on my robes. “Junior sister Linlin! Please calm down! We can just talk to Senior Noxious Fangstrike! They’ll have to let us in then.”

The Golden Core cultivator pulled out a whip. I ford several hand seals, creating a shield that glimred like a thousand interconnected stars shining within a blue nebula. The whip struck, causing it to shatter.