The Parrot of the Hehuan Sect Finds a New Job

She transmigrated into a book and landed in a cultivation world where propriety and morality had completely collapsed (in that sort of way).

Remembering the plot outline involving her sect, Yun Xi's expression twisted for a moment.

But luckily, she was a parrot that hadn't yet taken human form. Her current status was still...

A pet for display.

While her original owner cultivated around the clock, she finally spotted her chance. With a whoosh, she flew out of the cage and vanished over the horizon.

"Thanks for the offer, but I don't want to be part of some Acacia Sect play."

She crossed mountains and seas, leaving the places where those "righteous" sects resided far behind, and eventually settled into a new home in a lavish, wealthy palace.

Her new owner was a handsome man, as aloof as a flower on a high peak. Most importantly, he was a fluff lover and a parrot person.

Getting a job as a pet parrot was easy.

Now, the greatest joy of bird life was perching on her owner's head and singing.

"Clouds follow dragons, the sky follows tigers," "My heart burns so hot, my love burns so bright," and "The spring breeze of reform blows across the land, across the land, "

After going wild to her heart's content, she would leave her owner standing there in a daze, eyes vacant, while she contentedly flapped away to admire herself in the fountain.

Until one day, she looked up and spotted a few unbelievable faces among the latest parade of devoted suitors.

Some unbelievable memories came rushing back.

The parrot had recently found a new goal to work toward.

She decided to build up some merit by doing her best to keep her innocent new owner from being harmed.

There's a saying: parrots imitate speech and make things up.

So before those righteous sects could win her owner over, she got to his ear first and retold their plans and dark histories, adding plenty of embellishments.

Including, but not limited to: proper things and improper things, things she could say and things she couldn't, things that needed censoring and things that didn't, things with evidence behind them and things she made up...

When she saw her owner's face turn from pale to red, then green, and finally black,

A parrot who preferred to remain anonymous nodded, ready to get the job done, leave without a trace, and take no credit.

But she couldn't fly away.

Her owner turned around, grabbed her, and slowly revealed a smile of benevolent menace.

#? Why are you grabbing me? Grab them!#

Theme: Don't be precious with your words, or let your heart wander far away.