Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!

Chapter 438 - 429: Reality and Tsundere

Especially the female disciples of Danqing Peak, some of them couldn’t take it anymore, their faces turning pale and purple, huddling together for warmth.

Of course, among them was Miss Xiao, who had gone from a proud peacock to a drenched chicken.

Even in her disheveled state, there were still people shielding her from the wind.

Needless to say, it was those few loyal fans.

As soon as Cheng Xiaoxiao emerged from the water, she put away her gear, greatly reducing the impact, and didn’t suffer any abrasions. Her condition was relatively good, unlike some people who coughed up blood as soon as they reached the shore.

Many had various cuts and bruises on their bodies.

While everyone’s attention wasn’t on her, she quietly bought dozens of heat patches and applied them to various parts of her body.

She packed them up and went to the female disciples of Danqing Peak.

Their situation was just too dire.

Compared to other peaks, their cultivation was lower, and being women, the long journey and attacks left them fragile and on edge, like soap bubbles ready to pop.

It was obvious some were barely holding on, looking like they would collapse any second.

"Ladies, I have some patches here for dispelling cold and dampness, from an old traveling doctor’s recipe, might be of some help. Would you like to give it a try?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked at their pale faces, feeling even more sympathy as a fellow woman.

"This fellow disciple is thoughtful."

A bright and elegant senior sister spoke up but didn’t take the patches from Cheng Xiaoxiao.

She was the senior sister of Danqing Peak, and her words represented all the disciples below.

The beauty’s pale face, with a few strands of hair, looked like a withering white rose, invoking pity.

"They work really well, you should all give them a try."

Cheng Xiaoxiao produced the heat patches, "Though my master isn’t a famous physician, he could still perform miracles, and his belongings were priceless."

The melon-faced senior sister next to her asked, "If they’re so good, why not give them to your fellow male disciples?"

They were obviously skeptical, wondering if this overly young and delicate disciple was trying to use this as a means to get closer to Danqing Peak’s senior sisters, or if he had taken a liking to one of the senior sisters and was attempting to curry favor.

Cheng Xiaoxiao blushed, embarrassed, and said, "This, um..."

Her hesitant demeanor fueled more suspicion.

"What’s going on, is there something you can’t say?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao looked around carefully, ensuring no one was watching her, then leaned in and whispered, "These patches are specially for women, for that time of the month, you know, for stomach pains."

After saying this, Cheng Xiaoxiao’s face turned bright red, avoiding others’ gaze, looking every bit the picture of innocence.

The senior sisters understood immediately.

They exchanged glances; no wonder the little disciple looked so bashful. Clearly a young, inexperienced chick, their perspectives lightened, grateful regardless of the efficacy.

His bashful demeanor was endearingly sincere.

"Ah, I see, young disciple, you’re so considerate."

Saying this, they accepted Cheng Xiaoxiao’s patches.

"Oh, and my master said they can also be applied to the back, ankles, hands, and knees."

With hundreds here, it wasn’t practical for everyone to use them.

One reason being her small pack couldn’t fit that much, risking exposure if overdone; also, buying too many pained her wallet, and those rough men could endure a bit more.

As a woman, she chose to help selectively, so what of it?

Besides, with such an excuse, those macho men would surely abstain.

The commotion drew Miss Xiao’s attention.

Or perhaps Miss Xiao had been observing Cheng Xiaoxiao all along.

Just as she was about to retreat, Miss Xiao called her out.

"Hey, boy, what did you give to the Danqing Peak people?"

Their resting area wasn’t large. Though she spoke quietly, her words inevitably reached the surrounding senior brothers.

Cheng Xiaoxiao feigned surprise.

"Oops, forgot Miss Xiao is a woman too, my apologies, I have a few patches here. Want to try?"

"What do you mean forgot I’m a woman? Are you picking a fight, kid?"

Every time he spoke, her temper flared.

Even while speaking, Cheng Xiaoxiao passed the patches to the Fifth Princess and some other female disciples, ignoring Miss Xiao’s fury.

The Fifth Princess felt secretly delighted watching Miss Xiao’s frustration.

So she helped with a fair remark: "Ah Xiao, there’s no need for such anger. It’s commendable someone brought out their treasured patches in a pinch. You ought to be grateful instead of fuming like this; it undermines your status as a lady!"

The Fifth Princess chuckled playfully, looking especially charming.

"Little Five, why are you siding with outsiders? He’s done it on purpose, you’ve no idea what he’s done..."

Miss Xiao began recounting Cheng Xiaoxiao’s supposed offenses, fuming.

Fifth Young Master felt secretly pleased, though outwardly comforted her, "Anyhow, your health should take priority."

He indicated for her to take a patch.

"I won’t use that crap; who knows if it’s poisoned?"

"Miss Xiao, that’s going too far. Even if you don’t use it, there’s no need to smear my character, right?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao was speechless; a malicious mind saw malice everywhere.

"Hey, it really works, I feel warmth seeping into my body where I applied the patch."

The Fifth Princess smiled brightly, her body no longer chilled, gradually warming up.

"Ah Xiao, hurry and try, it really works."

The Fifth Princess kindly urged Miss Xiao.

Yet inwardly, she knew that with Miss Xiao’s temper, the more she insisted, the less likely Miss Xiao would acquiesce.

And sure enough!

"Hmph, I won’t use it; who knows what side effects it has."

Originally hesitant female disciples hastened to apply the patch after hearing the Fifth Princess.

Little expecting Miss Xiao’s return comment would cause renewed hesitation.

Whom should they listen to?

Watching the women bicker, some male disciples felt profoundly frustrated.

Why not use something beneficial to their bodies, shivering down to their bones? They wanted to say they didn’t mind it being for women, they wanted a patch too.

But they were too embarrassed to speak up.

Seeing the small disciple almost empty his pack, seemingly running short, their wavering hopes dwindled.

The female disciples followed suit after seeing others’ improved complexions post-application, unable to mind allegiances.

Their lives mattered more, other issues could wait.

Miss Xiao hugged her knees and arms, teeth chattering from the cold, watching others help each other apply patches, feeling envious.

Her body growing colder, she wanted to try a patch, but pride wouldn’t allow her to admit defeat, so she gritted her teeth and toughed it out.