Senior Sister Went Mad After My Fake Death Chapter 24

Jiang Chunai’s wandering soul still stood rooted to the spot, she also witnessed this illusion.
She didn’t, unlike Han Xiao, subconsciously deny her mistakes.
In her ears, only Saintess’s words echoed: “You hate your Junior Sister, admit it, you hate her, you detest her…”
Originally, when a person died, they should be liberated. But when one dies, and their sincere heart must still be scourged, no one would find that easy to bear.
Saintess’s words were like a blade passing by her ear, piercing her everywhere.
Her physical body clearly no longer belonged to her, yet it still hurt.
“Just now, when I discovered Jiang Chunai’s corpse, I was still wondering why you did this,” Saintess’s tone carried a hint of compromise, “But in this illusion, I understood. This is the scene you most detest, and the person you most detest…”
“In that case, killing Jiang Chunai is understandable, isn’t it?”
In an instant, Jiang Chunai felt as if struck by lightning. She froze, her gaze fixed unblinkingly on Han Xiao.
She saw her beautiful Senior Sister’s thin, moist lips, yet they didn’t move at all, which meant she hadn’t refuted Saintess’s words.
She truly detested her; she truly hated her.
Jiang Chunai felt a touch of sorrow—
The Udumbara flower bloomed only once every three thousand years. Its blossoming was a moment many yearned for, and Jiang Chunai was no exception, joyfully mustering her courage to write her wish on the wish ribbon, wanting to be with her most cherished and respected Senior Sister forever.
Just to be together forever.
But Senior Sister did not feel that way.
In the heart of the Senior Sister she treasured, Jiang Chunai was the most repulsive presence, so repulsive that she would kill her with a single sword, without any reluctance.
The wish ribbons fluttering under the Udumbara flower tree still rustled in the wind, no longer lovers’ whispers, but more like resentment accumulated over years;
As for the encounter in the secret realm that night, Jiang Chunai had not harbored excessive desires; she felt that even if it was just borrowed intimacy for one night, it was fine.
So she swallowed this forbidden fruit, but that was merely Senior Sister’s expedient measure…
The illusion-generated scene continued to change. In an instant, the surrounding world transformed into the image of the mine.
The scene of Jiang Chunai bidding farewell to Yan Linglong appeared.
Han Xiao frowned, saying coldly, “Dispel the illusion.”
That woman wasn’t gone, so why were all the illusions she encountered today related to Jiang Chunai?
However, Saintess refused, instead saying, “This isn’t an illusion I conjured on a whim, Senior Sister Han Xiao. Didn’t you just feel I was making a fool of you? Now, you can see for yourself whether or not I’m making a fool of you.”
Han Xiao’s throat moved, her grip on the Twilight Kite showing no sign of loosening.
She swore that if the illusion’s progression went even slightly against her will, she would definitely kill Saintess.
The restless blood within her body gradually flowed.
Everything the two did in the illusion progressed according to past events.
Yan Linglong sought help from Jing Shun.
Han Xiao watched the situation unfold indifferently. She knew, of course, that Yan Linglong would seek help from Jing Shun; otherwise, their group wouldn’t have arrived so quickly.
The two were still conversing, and Senior Sister Jiang Chunai, who always cared for her fellow disciples, was still comforting Yan Linglong, telling her not to be anxious or worried.
…
“Is that all?” Han Xiao’s heart swelled with disdain, her voice as cold as mist, “You wasted my time just to show me this?”
Saintess propped her chin, a half-smile on her face. “Yes, it’s to see this, but it’s not finished yet.”
Han Xiao’s patience was almost completely gone. She raised her eyes, and the most unbelievable scene occurred—
Jiang Chunai hesitated for a moment, almost without much thought, and gave her twin jade bracelet to Yan Linglong, even admonishing her that it would protect her safety.
Han Xiao’s face showed surprise, a look of disbelief.
Saintess spoke again from the side, “Senior Sister Han Xiao, I told you I wouldn’t waste your time, didn’t I?”
Han Xiao’s face darkened, and the fine lines in her eyes suddenly became dense.
Impossible. This was an illusion. She was drawn into an illusionary realm, and what the people inside the illusion did depended entirely on the caster’s mood.
Jiang Chunai respected her Master the most; she would even keep a broken item her Master casually gave her. As for something as important as the twin jade bracelet…
Saintess was just about to gloat, when suddenly, a brilliant golden light like flowing sunset flashed before her eyes. An icy blade was instantly placed at her neck. She looked up, meeting Han Xiao’s deep, cold gaze, filled with killing intent.
“Dispel the illusion. Don’t let these ‘people’ make unnecessary gestures.”
Saintess gulped. “Everything they do is real.”
Han Xiao scoffed, “Real? What’s real? Would Jiang Chunai give the jade bracelet to others?”
“How do you think Jiang Chunai wouldn’t give the jade bracelet to others?”
Does that even need saying?
Jiang Chunai always revered Master. Moreover, that jade bracelet was also related to her.
“That was something Immortal Lord Yang Nian left for her, and she and I each possess one piece.” Han Xiao’s words were concise, but the certainty in her tone was self-evident.
Saintess pondered for a moment, then understood Han Xiao’s meaning.
It was the tone of a controller in a high position.
“So that’s how it is,” Saintess sighed. “No wonder Senior Sister Han Xiao is so confident; it turns out she understands Jiang Chunai too well. No wonder you hate Jiang Chunai so much, because she’s always bothered you, persistently clinging to you…”
“So, killing Jiang Chunai is understandable, isn’t it?”
Han Xiao’s eyes suddenly flared with killing intent. Her hand moved forward, the sword’s edge slicing Saintess’s flesh, dots of blood appearing.
Saintess was greatly alarmed: “Han Xiao! What are you doing?”
“Shut up.”
Saintess was drenched in sweat, her lips trembling, but she still didn’t forget to say, “I didn’t say anything wrong.”
“I told you to shut up,” Han Xiao repeated, her tone even more indifferent, her grip on the sword tightening. “Breaking promises, using illusions on your betters… that was you.”
The sword energy was oppressive. This lunatic had even killed her Junior Sister today. Saintess knew she couldn’t escape, so she suddenly pushed Han Xiao’s sword away.
“I shut up? Did I say anything wrong?”
Her movements were swift, her words violent. Just then, Han Xiao’s reaction was slow, she didn’t immediately strike a fatal blow on Saintess, but it still caused fresh blood to gush from Saintess’s neck.
Saintess clutched the bleeding spot, retreating repeatedly, and roared, “Han Xiao, don’t you hate Jiang Chunai?”
“If you didn’t hate her, you wouldn’t have killed her with a sword!”
“What’s the most shameful thing about you? You killed her with a sword, and you still won’t admit it, won’t believe it!”
“Why do you think Jiang Chunai is still alive? Is it just that jade bracelet whose location you can sense?” Saintess roared, hoarse. “Didn’t you just see it? She gave her twin jade bracelet to Yan Linglong for her Junior Sister’s sake!”
Han Xiao’s expression grew even more solemn, killing intent gradually rising.
“You were just self-righteous, complacently accepting all of Jiang Chunai’s kindness. You thought you saw through her, you understood her, you thought she cared about you the most, but you had no idea she was also someone else’s Senior Sister!”
Han Xiao glared: “Shut up.”
The cultivator, normally as pure as frost and snow, suddenly had a dense, dark mist rising behind her. Her clear, black pupils gradually turned golden.
Vertical pupils…?
Where did this demon-like killing intent come from?
Saintess’s heart pounded. She used a voice transmission talisman to instruct the lion demon: “Quickly take Jiang Chunai’s corpse and flee from here.”
Lion demon: “Your Highness, if that happens, the illusion will quickly dissipate without Jiang Chunai’s corpse to sustain it. Can you guarantee your escape from Han Xiao?”
“It’s fine, I have my own way to escape. Just take the corpse and go…”
Before she could finish, the Twilight Kite’s energy surged forward, forcing Saintess back several steps.
A sword strike came from the west, its momentum like a collapsing mountain and river, arriving with tremendous power. Saintess hastily met the attack, her sword light shifting unpredictably like a phantom. In just a few moves, she had already lost sight of Han Xiao—
In a flash, a bone-chilling coldness struck her heart. Her chest felt as if it had been pierced by a cloud-piercing blade. A gaping hole appeared in her robes, through which a cold wind whistled, carrying a few strands of flying hair.
She stood stunned, staring blankly at her chest, at the empty, bloody hole.
“Have you learned to shut up now?” Han Xiao looked indifferently at Saintess. “I just made that demon shut up in the same way.”
The pain of death came too quickly; Saintess barely registered it.
Disregarding the taste of blood in her mouth, she forced herself to be calm: “Yes, you hate her, you hate Jiang Chunai to death.”
“I only said a little, and you’re so angry you’d kill me too…”
“Never mind. I’m dead, Jiang Chunai is dead. From now on, no one will know you hate her,” Saintess gulped another mouthful of blood, twisting her lips into a broken smile. “It’s just a pity for Jiang Chunai.”
“Han Xiao, Han Xiao, can you truly not distinguish illusions? You just wanted to kill her!”
“The Senior Sister she thought was most beloved, the moments she cherished and cared about most, were actually the scenes Senior Sister detested most from the bottom of her heart… Not insignificant, but most, most detested. Thankfully, you killed her before this—”
Saintess did not have the chance to say the rest of her words.
Han Xiao gathered her spiritual energy, violently invading. Saintess couldn’t utter another word, only widening her eyes, maintaining a strange smile.
“Troublesome.”
Saintess’s physical body instantly turned into dust. In her final dissipating moment, she used all her strength to conjure a wailing cry: “Han Xiao, I will forever curse you. My sisters and brothers in the cave, thousands of lives, they will all forever curse you…”
She wouldn’t let Han Xiao off so easily. She had killed so many of her kin in the Cave of Severed Affections; it was impossible for her to be let off easily.
“You will never receive love and forgiveness—”
Han Xiao had already finished wiping her long sword. Curses and wailing were but smoke to her.
As for love and forgiveness, Han Xiao believed she never needed such things. These bothersome demons would do anything to save their lives.
She knew them too well.
Han Xiao lowered her head, looking at the shimmering scales suddenly covering her hand, her heart filling with an inexplicable emotion.
The lion demon, carrying Jiang Chunai’s corpse, trembled. Saintess had just died, and he wanted to run, but Han Xiao’s sword energy was too oppressive. He ran two steps then could only sit down, gazing at Han Xiao from afar.
When he saw the shimmering scales on her hand, the lion demon’s eyes widened in shock. He used all his might to cover his mouth to prevent any sound from escaping.
…Her Highness Saintess hadn’t finished speaking, he had originally dared to go back and get the Pearl of Retrospection; that thing was a treasure.
Both mortals and cultivators wanted it; it could materialize the scenes one missed and cared about most.
Separated by life and death, the dead could not be resurrected, but there was always a desire to meet. This was the preciousness of the Pearl of Retrospection.
The lion demon had been in a daze, completely unclear what Her Highness Saintess and Han Xiao had said. By the time he regained his senses, Her Highness Saintess was dead.
The most terrifying thing was that the lunatic’s hand actually grew scales!
The lion demon dared not think further. Carrying Jiang Chunai’s corpse, he quietly fled along the rugged, strange rocks.
Han Xiao stared at the scales spreading on her palm, silent. She couldn’t be bothered to use her strength to control them. Let them grow, let them grow—
She had long accepted the fact that she was a demon.
The troublesome one was finally dead. No one would repeat in her ear, over and over, that she hated Jiang Chunai, that she detested Jiang Chunai.
She clearly didn’t care about Jiang Chunai at all.
But why did she shed tears when she killed Jiang Chunai’s illusion?
And when Saintess kept repeating that she hated Jiang Chunai, why would she be unable to restrain her demonic nature, becoming so enraged that she wanted to kill her to make her shut up?
Han Xiao didn’t know.
Demons were clearly emotionless.
Jiang Chunai wouldn’t die. She was still safe and sound, waiting for her in the mine.
Jiang Chunai loved Master so much, and she loved her too. She definitely wouldn’t bear to give the twin jade bracelet to anyone else.
She turned around, her foot stepping on Saintess’s now pulverized corpse. Beside it was the round fan she had left behind.
Dead. This gossiping demon was dead. Yet Han Xiao didn’t feel satisfied; an uncertainty still accumulated in her heart.
The fine lines under her eyes no longer hurt. It seems Jiang Chunai is calm now, she thought.
The twin jade bracelet… was still in the mine, motionless.
Yes, Jiang Chunai was still waiting for her.
Han Xiao had originally intended to go back, but as she walked, she inadvertently returned to the path she had come from.
Though seemingly inadvertent, Han Xiao knew where she was going—it was the place where she had killed Jiang Chunai’s illusion.
Her memory was excellent, and she had an innate sense of direction, so when she returned to the original spot and found that the “fake’s” corpse had disappeared, her eyes widened instantly.
…Because the bloodstains were still there, but the corpse had vanished.
Han Xiao bit her lip hard, Saintess’s words constantly echoing in her ears.
She hated her, she detested her, which was why she killed her with a sword.
“Han Xiao, Han Xiao, can you truly not distinguish illusions? You just wanted to kill her!”
“You told me to shut up because what I said hit a nerve. In truth, after killing this bothersome Junior Sister who exposed your secret, you must feel very pleased, right…”
What if it’s true? she thought.
No, Jiang Chunai was still alive. She would still be that Junior Sister who always clung to her.
Han Xiao closed her eyes, infusing spiritual energy into her sword.
Watching the golden sword array engulf the entire Cave of Severed Affections, illuminating the dense clouds in the sky with a platinum color, Jiang Chunai still felt a shock to her heart.
She had clearly told herself not to like Han Xiao anymore.
She had clearly recognized the reality: those precious times she had treasured were actually the moments Senior Sister least wanted to recall, and most detested.
…
But, when she saw the Twilight Kite stirring the celestial clouds, as if to pierce a hole in the sky, to completely engulf the Cave of Severed Affections and destroy everything, she still couldn’t help but feel sad.
Han Xiao hated her that much.
How much she had once wanted to be close to her, only to be met with the tragic end of a sword piercing her heart.
She even wanted her to leave no remains.
The lion demon survived. He dragged Jiang Chunai’s corpse, sighing and comforting her, “Thankfully, I carried you out! Otherwise, you poor thing wouldn’t even have a corpse left.”
“Although if I hadn’t come out, I would have died too. This Han Xiao is truly ruthless.”
The destruction of the Cave of Severed Affections occurred in an instant.
Golden light flowed, flashed, consumed.
Night approached, and dense clouds once again surged in the sky, no longer showing the previous cracks.
But… beneath the white cloth, the bloody hole pierced by the Twilight Kite could not be restored.