The Reborn Aristocrat's Daughter-Chapter 43 - Master (1)_1

These questions plagued Situ Xin right until Old Master Situ and the others concluded their discussion, and Situ Xin still hadn’t figured it out.

However, after listening to the conversation of Old Master Situ and the others today, Situ Xin felt in no rush.

That’s because Situ Xin knew that with the current strength of her family, those people couldn’t shake them.

And Situ Xin had a sneaking suspicion that the eventual disappearance of the Situ and Loo Families was entirely due to some underhanded tactics used by those people.

But as for what exactly they were, Situ Xin still couldn’t piece it together.

Although Situ Xin hadn’t completely figured it out, the day’s talk was a significant step forward.

And ever since then, every time Old Master Situ discussed matters, there would be a little rascal sitting on his lap.

At first, everyone was a bit unaccustomed, but they gradually got used to it.

And because Situ Xin was just a child who didn’t understand anything, everyone spoke freely without reservations.

This allowed Situ Xin to gain a lot of useful information.

Of course, that is a story for another time.

However, upon hearing that Situ Haotian and Situ Haoran were participating in a military drill soon, Situ Xin started making her own little plans.

At night, as usual, after everyone had fallen asleep, Situ Xin slipped into her space.

She practiced “Dance of the Phoenix Nine Styles” for a while and then sat on the sofa downstairs as usual, lost in thought.

“How can I give these elixirs to my family?” Situ Xin was in agony.

She didn’t know how to present the elixirs to her family or explain their origin and uses.

Situ Xin suddenly became anxious to give out these elixirs because today she heard that Situ Haotian and Situ Haoran would be attending the military exercise.

Logically, there shouldn’t be any danger in a military exercise, but after hearing the conversation among Old Master Situ and the others today, Situ Xin knew that those people might take advantage of this military exercise to strike.

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She worried for the safety of her father and uncle.

At that moment, Situ Xin really hated her current age.

If she were a bit older, she could give them advice.

Given the chance, Situ Xin would love to train her father and uncle before the drill.

After all, the skills she learned in her previous life couldn’t be acquired by those currently serving in the military.

Although Situ Haotian and Situ Haoran’s prowess was rare in the army, meeting few rivals, Situ Xin deemed it just passable.

Situ Xin racked her brain for a long time.

“Ah, I’ve got it,” a sudden idea flashed in her mind, which she quickly clung to.

Situ Xin decided to create a master for herself.

Currently, in the eyes of her family, Situ Xin was still a six-month-old baby, her speech not yet fluent, meaning she couldn’t express complex thoughts clearly.

So, Situ Xin came up with this idea.

She searched for a long time in her space’s underground storage and finally found a brush, an inkstone, an inkstick, and some rice paper.

When she found these items, she felt a bit of joy; writing with a brush would certainly add to the extraordinary impression of her “master.” Fortunately, in her previous life, she had practiced brush writing, and she was quite good at it.

Otherwise, Situ Xin didn’t know how she would have solved this issue.

Clutching these items, Situ Xin teleported to the villa’s study, set up the brush, ink, and paper, climbed onto the chair beside the desk, and started writing with the brush dipped in ink.

Situ Xin had thought this would be simple, but unexpectedly, she was but an infant; her strength was greater than an ordinary child’s, but her wrists were weak.

Plus, it was her first time in this body to practice brush writing, so the characters turned out skewed and illegible.

Luckily, Situ Xin wasn’t someone who gave up after failing just once.

After practicing on several pieces of paper, her characters slowly took shape.

Though far from the quality of her past life’s writing, at least they were legible and had some semblance of strokes.

After writing down all the words she had in mind, Situ Xin didn’t just put down the brush.

She took another piece of rice paper and began to write vigorously.

While Situ Xin wrote, her mind wasn’t idle.

She thought that since she had come up with such a good idea, just producing a few elixirs wouldn’t suffice.

Thus, Situ Xin had a spark of inspiration: she couldn’t yet reveal the Cultivation Techniques, but in her mind’s Jade Token, there were many lost martial arts.

These arts were extraordinary, and Situ Xin was sure that if one truly mastered these martial arts, few in the world would be their match.

Therefore, she decided to transcribe all the useful martial arts from the Jade Token.

Since time in the “Phoenix Nest” space passed much faster than outside, Situ Xin took three to four hours transcribing the martial arts she deemed useful from the Jade Token.

After she had finished, stretching languidly, Situ Xin exclaimed, “Ah, finally done, that was exhausting.” Although her back ached from the effort, seeing her hard work made her feel that the pain was worth it.

Situ Xin, in a good mood, took her laboriously written results along with the elixirs out of the space.