Senior Sister Went Mad After My Fake Death Chapter 16

The hedgehog brought joy to Jiang Chunai, but Cliff Master Mei, on the other hand, would never let Jiang Chunai remain idle. Or perhaps, she simply didn’t like seeing her in her current state.
The very next morning, when they met, Mei Shengchi asked Jiang Chunai, “What delicacy did that little girl bring you yesterday?”
Jiang Chunai froze for a moment, then quickly realized this was a subtle reproach for not saving any for her.
But there was none left, and that was that.
“It was Jade Well Rice, Jade Well Rice from Lin’an, Jiangnan,” Jiang Chunai said. “It was so delicious, I finished it all. If Cliff Master desires some, Chunai can get you some next time I go out…”
“Alright, alright, I’m old, but I’m not blind, nor am I deaf!” Mei Shengchi frowned in displeasure, looking quite unhappy. “When did you finish that Jade Well Rice? If it was so good, you hadn’t even eaten it, yet you let someone else take it back.”
She had been exposed.
Jiang Chunai lowered her head guiltily, saying nothing.
“And you even argued with her,” Mei Shengchi said mercilessly. “Tell me, what did that junior sister say? She came to you carrying a food box and a sword, yet you still sent her away.”
Jiang Chunai sat down, unsure where to begin.
She couldn’t possibly tell the Cliff Master that she had been “bewitched” by the voice in her sea of consciousness at the time, which was why she had inexplicably spoken such harsh words to her junior sister, could she? The Cliff Master certainly wouldn’t believe it. Or rather, the Cliff Master would undoubtedly press further, asking who that voice in her sea of consciousness belonged to.
The thought of her failing to enter the state of no-thought and spitting blood, and the Cliff Master’s thorough examination of her bloodstains, made Jiang Chunai feel a chill of lingering fear.
She didn’t want to bring it up again.
However, Cliff Master Mei began speaking on her own. “Now that you’re on Reflection Cliff, no one else comes to see you. Her coming here shows her sincerity. Besides, I saw that little girl; her cultivation is ordinary, and she was carrying a sword. She wouldn’t happen to be here to learn something from you, would she?”
“Yes, she came to learn swordsmanship from me.”
“…To learn what?” Mei Shengchi asked.
Jiang Chunai answered truthfully, “The Purple Lightning Green Frost Sword.”
Mei Shengchi heard this, remained silent for a while, then chuckled, “It’s always the Purple Lightning Green Frost Sword. You came here to me to learn this sword style too. She came to Reflection Cliff to seek guidance on the Purple Lightning Green Frost Sword from you. I think I should just rename my Reflection Cliff to Purple Lightning Green Frost!”
Jiang Chunai said nothing.
Mei Shengchi, however, uncharacteristically maintained a steady temper, turning her head to look at her and say, “Back then, your master also came to me to learn swordsmanship this way.”
At the mention of the word “master,” Jiang Chunai’s heart softened instantly.
Cliff Master Mei had mentioned before that her master had learned swordsmanship from her, but whenever Jiang Chunai pressed for details, Cliff Master Mei would not elaborate. Jiang Chunai either thought Cliff Master Mei was just making things up casually, or that she was unwilling to speak, so she hadn’t asked further. But today, she had brought it up herself, which was a signal.
“Then, Cliff Master, did Master also come to you to learn this… Purple Lightning Green Frost back then?” Jiang Chunai asked tentatively, a slight ripple of joy in her heart.
“You’re half right. At that time, this sword style hadn’t yet fully formed. Both she and I had Wind-Thunder spiritual roots, and we often sparred and cultivated together…”
Through Mei Shengchi’s narration, Jiang Chunai finally learned that the Purple Lightning Green Frost Sword was not her master’s sole creation, but rather something she and Cliff Master Mei had co-founded. It was simply due to the Cliff Master’s personality that she was unwilling to put her name on the sword style.
This all made sense now—why her master hadn’t taught them the last two forms.
“During the Grand Competition back then, I truly believed I had thoroughly comprehended the Wind-Thunder sword style and would never lose. Yet, I ended up losing to your master,” Cliff Master Mei sighed. “After that, I cut off all contact with her.”
“Actually, she didn’t want to cut off contact with me; it was just that I couldn’t overcome that hurdle at the time. But the path of cultivation is so long, so long that I felt I could resolve this confusion at any time. Yet, your master didn’t live to see that day,” Mei Shengchi suddenly said, a hint of melancholy in her voice.
Hearing what sounded like an unresolved issue between close friends, Jiang Chunai offered comfort, “The Immortal Lord has passed away, Cliff Master. Please accept my condolences.”
“I know how to grieve,” Mei Shengchi smiled. “It’s just… seeing what happened between you and that junior sister reminded me. You used to want to ask, but I never told you.”
Jiang Chunai nodded silently, her guilt accumulating.
Indeed, she had been too reckless yesterday. As a senior sister, she shouldn’t have acted that way.
Suddenly, Cliff Master Mei clapped her heavily on the shoulder again, saying, “Speaking of which, you’ve been on my Reflection Cliff for quite some time now, girl. You could almost be considered half a disciple of Mei Shengchi. How about this, I have a task for you.”
Jiang Chunai looked at Mei Shengchi, surprised and delighted. “What do you want to entrust to me?”
To be honest, after so much time spent together, her reverence for the Cliff Master had surged immensely. If the Cliff Master had any interest in the Sect Leader position, it would undoubtedly be hers.
“Mm, consider it a small test, your first one. Go help me retrieve something. I haven’t been down Mount Shu in too long, and I don’t feel like going out,” Mei Shengchi said, looking at Jiang Chunai with a triumphant gaze.
She had expected Jiang Chunai to agree immediately, but to her surprise, Jiang Chunai said seriously, “I understand, Cliff Master. However, I have something else I need to attend to first. Once I’ve taken care of it, I’ll return to you.”
Mei Shengchi was puzzled.
“I want to settle yesterday’s matter first, the one with my junior sister,” Jiang Chunai said.
In truth, there was also the matter with Senior Sister Han Xiao.
But… that seemed even more difficult, and Jiang Chunai felt she wouldn’t know where to begin.
Jiang Chunai emerged from Reflection Cliff, her mind entirely preoccupied with what she should say when she met her junior sister later.
She had also tidied up many things from her old residence. Time was short, so she hadn’t had much time to prepare.
But she felt this matter truly needed to be resolved immediately.
Walking halfway with worry, Jiang Chunai heard a timid voice beside her call out, “Se-Senior Sister?”
Turning her head, she saw it was Yan Linglong.
Jiang Chunai froze, realizing her junior sister was also carrying big and small bundles, just like her.
“Who… who are you going to see?” Yan Linglong asked, looking very embarrassed.
Jiang Chunai also stammered, “I… I wanted to ask you too.”
Almost simultaneously, both revealed they had been looking for the other.
…
“Senior Sister, didn’t you say you didn’t like Jade Well Rice! I didn’t bring any Jade Well Rice this time,” Yan Linglong sobbed as she hugged Jiang Chunai. “This is Mandarin Duck Roast; we could only find this when we went down Mount Shu. You praised how delicious this was last time too!”
This chicken was unique to the Shu region. Yesterday and today, no matter how earnest her intentions, she couldn’t possibly travel to Jiangnan and return within a single day.
Jiang Chunai patted her junior sister’s head on her shoulder, comforting her, “I’m sorry, Senior Sister was wrong.”
“Sob, sob, Junior Sister was wrong…”
The two dissolved into tears together.
Embracing, their tears flowed into each other’s collars, salty and damp, mingled with the scent of wine, sauce, and spices.