After Feigning Amnesia, My Sworn Enemy Takes Revenge Chapter 60

It wasn’t until Fu Lingyi gradually began to show signs of defeat that Yue Jin finally reacted, snapping out of her daze. She circulated her cultivation technique, immediately stepped forward to help, and sent Baili Xianrong flying several miles away with a single palm.
With the two of them joining forces, Baili Xianrong was naturally no match. However, seeing the Sect Leader and her Master injured, Fu Lingyi also felt a pang of reluctance: “Yue Jin, stop!”
“You don’t understand!” Yue Jin turned her gaze and yelled, “This person is absolutely not a good person; she is…”
“Fu Lingyi, how dare you help the Demonic Sect and betray the Chongxiang Sword Sect !”
Baili Xianrong clutched her chest, her lips still stained with blood. She prevented the two from colluding, stopping the words Yue Jin was about to say, and singled out Fu Lingyi for blame before all the disciples.
“I will expel you from the sect! From now on, you can never set foot in the Chongxiang Sword Sect again!”
Having said that, she put one hand behind her back and, where no one could see, revealed a hint of a blade.
That was her true magic artifact. If the Demon Lord present dared to reveal even half a word, she would absolutely go on a killing spree right there, ensuring everyone, including the Chongxiang Sword Sect disciples, died without a burial place. This way, no one would ever know her secret.
Yue Jin saw her glance over, instantly understood its meaning, and could only close her mouth resentfully.
Fu Lingyi had anticipated this outcome.
All the disciples were waiting to see her reaction, especially Feng Ruiyan, who was panting heavily, unable to believe such a thing was happening. That their most respected Senior Sister would betray the sect and help the Demonic Sect. And that the cruelest, most violent Demon Lord in the Demonic Sect was still the same Sister Yue from back then who was going to marry their Senior Sister…
Fu Lingyi merely knelt on one knee, propping herself on the ground. Her face showed no hesitation; she just calmly lowered her deep gaze and her proud head.
“Thank you, Sect Leader and Master, for allowing this.”
“What do you mean, ‘allowing this’?! Senior Sister Fu, are you really willing to associate with the Demon Lord?!” Feng Ruiyan couldn’t believe it; she yelled indignantly, stopped by other disciples who prevented her from going forward. “That is, that is a demonic cultivator who slaughters humans and devours human flesh and blood, Senior Sister!”
“She isn’t.”
Fu Lingyi’s emotions were stable. Seeing them preparing to retreat, she still argued earnestly: “She is not that kind of person. She is my Dao Companion, my only lover in this life and this world.”
Baili Xianrong had temporarily achieved her goal. She slowly retreated, treated her injuries, and disappeared below the mountain ahead of everyone else.
The other disciples of the Chongxiang Sword Sect also left, following the Sect Leader’s departing footsteps.
Yue Jin, who had originally been standing far away, quickly went over and immediately tackled Fu Lingyi to the ground. Excited, she disregarded everyone’s gazes. If she had grown a tail at that moment, it would surely have been wagging wildly with joy.
Fu Lingyi was stunned by the tackle. Before she could even comfort the person on top of her, she saw a black shadow envelop her.
Yue Jin held her in a full embrace.
That embrace didn’t carry a hint of lustful desire; it was incredibly forceful, as if she wanted to press her into her chest and knead her into her very bones and blood. This felt far more deeply affectionate and comfortable than any kiss.
Fu Lingyi’s cheeks flushed red. She had never before received such enthusiastic treatment from Yue Jin, let alone now, in full view of everyone, right after the battle had ended.
“Yue Jin, first, could you get up…”
“You are A-Ling, right?” Yue Jin couldn’t hear a thing. Fu Lingyi’s confession just now made her intensely want to confirm her guess. She knelt over her, released the embrace, and held her face. “Is it true, are you A-Ling? Do you still remember me? I am, I am…”
She was extremely eager. She took out the jade token engraved with ‘Chongxiang’ from her embrace and handed it to her: “It is… it’s me, do you remember? A-Ling, do you still remember me? I looked for you for so, so long, I…”
Seeing her expression, Fu Lingyi lightly laughed aloud. The discomfort of being expelled from the sect just moments ago, which had clogged her heart, was now completely swept away.
Lying on the ground, she reached out a hand, brushed aside the stray hair near Yue Jin’s ear, and used the softest voice she had ever used in her life to answer: “It’s you. I remember. I’ve always remembered you.”
“A-Ling! I always thought you weren’t… I thought Sect Leader Fu Qingxian had another daughter, I…” “Wait, that’s not right,” Yue Jin said excitedly for a moment, suddenly feeling something was off. “Since you know who A-Ling is, when that Evil Envoy talked to you, why didn’t you admit it?”
Fu Lingyi: “…”
She had few moments of feeling guilty in her life; this could be counted as a major one.
“…I did want to tell you, but then I thought, leaving you hanging was also quite interesting.”
Seeing Yue Jin’s expression change, just about to get angry, she quickly leaned in and kissed the corner of her lips.
“Consider this compensation.”
These two, ignoring everyone, were immersed in their own world, while the outer disciples of the Chongxiang Sword Sect were utterly disappointed. They had come to Huaixin City this trip just wanting to rescue the two senior sisters. Now, not only did they fail to save either, but one had even defected.
Feng Ruiyan had originally intended to leave with the others, but couldn’t find any trace of Tao Lan anywhere. She anxiously searched everywhere, unaware that the child was at that moment standing behind Yue Jin, tugging at her sleeve.
Yue Jin noticed the abnormality and turned her head in confusion, just in time to see Feng Ruiyan searching and coming over, calling from far away: “Tao Lan! Hurry back!”
Tao Lan shook her head. Her hand gripped Yue Jin tightly, and her expression was very determined.
Seeing this, Feng Ruiyan knew she had decided whether to stay or leave. Since the senior sisters had brought her to the mountain anyway and she wasn’t a Chongxiang Sword Sect disciple, she didn’t plan to force her.
The crowd retreated, leaving only the Qingyuan Palace followers below the mountain. Yue Jin looked at Tao Lan and saw her mouth open and close, calling: “Wooden Sister.”
“Are you not afraid of me?”
Everyone who mentioned the Demonic Sect would keep their distance, not to mention her mother’s family had actually been wiped out by so-called demonic cultivators. Why would she still be so gentle and kind?
“Not afraid,” Tao Lan moved closer, hugging her sleeve cuff. “If it’s Wooden Sister, I’m not afraid.”
She was only afraid of not being able to see her again.
Fu Lingyi rubbed her head. She hadn’t expected that in the entire Chongxiang Sword Sect , only Tao Lan would be willing to stand by them.
The Evil Envoy carried the heavily injured envoy, Wu July tearing off medicinal herbs she had cultivated herself and stuffing them into her mouth to heal her injuries.
Yue Jin stood up. With one hand, she took Tao Lan by the hand, and with the other, she reached out towards Fu Lingyi on the ground.
Just as she had once extended her hand towards her, facing the light, in the inner room of the courtyard.
“Let’s go. We’re going home, A-Ling.”
Different from before, their hearts were finally connected.
From then on, Qingyuan Palace was undisturbed. Even if rumors spread like wildfire on the cultivation tabloids, they were completely blocked, unable to reach Huaixin City or their ears.
Ever since learning that Fu Lingyi was A-Ling, Yue Jin wanted to stare at her every moment. Wherever she went, she would follow, sweetly calling out “A-Ling, A-Ling,” clinging to her and refusing to leave.
This made Fu Lingyi very, very annoyed.
Yes, annoyed.
After all, in all the time they had known each other, even when they were about to get married a year ago, Yue Jin had never treated her this intimately. Instead, it had always been her who was more proactive, and she had always suffered in silence because of a certain someone.
As a result, Yue Jin was precisely after knowing she was ‘A-Ling’ that she became extremely good to her, cherishing her like a precious treasure. Didn’t that precisely show that in her heart, ‘A-Ling’ had a higher status than ‘Fu Lingyi’?
“A-Ling,” while Fu Lingyi was sitting in meditation cultivating, Yue Jin sat in front of her, her restless hand poking her shoulder. “A-Ling, let’s go out and play, okay?”
“Do you know, Huaixin City has a very beautiful sea of flowers, and at night there’s also a night market there just like in Lin’an City…” As she spoke, she completely forgot she was still playing the role of having amnesia: “And there are little glowing spirit insects, they’re really, really beautiful, let’s go, A-Ling.”
Fu Lingyi glanced at her, not knowing why she was feeling angry. Perhaps she was jealous of the ‘A-Ling’ Yue Jin kept calling.
“Don’t…”
“What?” Yue Jin didn’t hear clearly and asked again with a smile.
“You’re not allowed to call me that. You have to call me Lingyi.”
“Ah, why?” Yue Jin couldn’t understand. She whined softly. Ever since that day when Fu Lingyi confessed her feelings openly to everyone, she had completely understood her thoughts and often used her advantage to act spoiled. “No, I’ll just call you A-Ling. I’ve always called you that. After finding you with such difficulty, why won’t you let me call you that? A-Ling, A-Ling, A-Ling, A-Ling…”
Yue Jin bothered Fu Lingyi until she had a headache, unable to calm down and cultivate: “Alright, alright, I’m afraid of you. Whatever you say goes.”
The late morning sun stretched long. Yue Jin chuckled at her, squeezed into her embrace, and breathed in her pleasant scent.
“A-Ling is the best.”
Something about it felt off to Fu Lingyi no matter how she heard it. She pursed her lips, hugged the person in her embrace, and refused to reply.
“What’s wrong?” Yue Jin noticed the person in her arms’ spiritual energy was unstable, finally realized something was off, and asked cautiously. “Are you not feeling well, A-Ling?”
“Then let’s not go out after all. I’ll just stay here with you.”
She hugged her tightly from below with worry, like holding a precious treasure, not daring to use force. This made Fu Lingyi even more unhappy.
“You… Before, why weren’t you like this…”
“Huh?”
“You never treated me like this before, but now you are… Is it that you like the A-Ling in your heart more than you like me?”
Fu Lingyi turned her face away. She knew she was indeed being a little unreasonable, but if she didn’t say it, her heart would keep feeling blocked and suffocated.
Her slightly angry expression didn’t cause Yue Jin any worry. Instead, it made this carefree person burst into laughter, laughing until she couldn’t stop.
“Is it very funny?”
“Haha, Fu Lingyi, why are you even jealous of yourself…” She lay propped on Fu Lingyi’s knees, her head buried near her waist, her hands occasionally tapping the ground, her face flushed red from laughing.
“It’s not like you think,” Fu Lingyi tried to put on a serious expression. She lifted the other’s chin, making her look directly at her. “You’re not allowed to laugh. Tell me, in your heart, was the me from back then the most important, or is the me now the most important?”
Yue Jin bit her lip and restrained her laughter. She was afraid if she kept laughing, the person in front of her would turn and leave, ignoring her.
“What’s the difference?”
Propping herself on the chair’s armrest, she slowly drew Fu Lingyi into her embrace, leaned in and kissed her brow, then kissed her eyelids. The kisses were very earnest.
“Back then and now, it’s both you. And only you are the most important. If I absolutely have to make a distinction…”
“Then Fu Lingyi is the most important, okay?”