Senior Sister Went Mad After My Fake Death Chapter 41

Mei Shengchi did not recognize the person before her, but those glass-like pupils were all too familiar.
They belonged to Jiang Chunai, the one she had almost taken as a disciple.
Though it was a critical moment, Mei Shengchi found herself patient. “You seek me, the Cliff Master. For what purpose?”
Her voice was naturally loud, but seeing the young woman’s cautious demeanor, she unconsciously softened her tone.
She felt this person resembled an old acquaintance, especially her eyes.
“Cliff Master, may I ask you something?”
Because of those eyes, Mei Shengchi felt some fondness for the person before her. Otherwise, she would have turned and left long ago.
“Speak.”
Jiang Chunai pondered for a moment before finally saying, “Cliff Master, what I want to tell you is my name.”
Her name? The kind smile that had unconsciously appeared on Mei Shengchi’s face suddenly froze, and her hand involuntarily clenched into a fist.
She asked, “What is your name?”
Jiang Chunai took a deep breath and said, “My name is…”
“Jiang Chunai.”
Her voice was dry, but it was filled with utter sincerity.
Mei Shengchi’s breath caught.
“…Where are you from?”
Jiang Chunai replied again, “I am from Yanqiu. My master, Yu Lingzi, told me I am a descendant of Nuwa, with Nuwa’s bloodline.”
Mei Shengchi felt her heart pound like thunder.
She seemed to understand why, even when Han Xiao mobilized her demon core and channeled all her strength, the “Jiang Chunai” in the coffin remained motionless.
So the soul had long been separated, departed from the body.
And before her, a living Jiang Chunai, with a completely unfamiliar face, was still speaking.
She said she had encountered a famine in her youth and lost her parents; she then said she opened her eyes and found herself in Yanqiu, having become a disciple of Immortal Venerable Yu Lingzi of Yanqiu, and a cultivator.
She said she knew all the basic skills of slashing, chopping, and thrusting; she said her master and fellow disciples were all reticent about her past.
Finally, Jiang Chunai said, “No matter if it’s my master, or my senior and junior sisters… they were all unwilling to let me come to Mount Shu.”
Yu Lingzi had received the invitation, yet they still deliberately concealed it from Jiang Chunai.
“In the end, I brought my little junior sister—who arrived at Yanqiu after me—and we came to Mount Shu together, and then…” Jiang Chunai paused at the right moment, saying no more, instead raising a pair of clear eyes to look straight into Mei Shengchi’s.
Mei Shengchi lifted her eyelids, managing to control her expression and not show any abnormality.
For the dead to be able to return to life was indeed beyond her imagination.
But if this person was Jiang Chunai, she didn’t find it too surprising.
Thinking of this, Mei Shengchi raised her hand and beckoned Jiang Chunai over. “Alright, Jiang Chunai, come here.”
Jiang Chunai took a step forward, and Mei Shengchi’s fingertip touched her smooth, lustrous forehead.
A stream of spiritual energy flowed into her five organs, her limbs, and her entire body.
Jiang Chunai didn’t know what it was, nor could she describe it. It was just a light spiritual energy, flowing into her body.
“It’s good that you’re alive, it’s good that you’re alive,” Mei Shengchi murmured. “No matter what face you live with.”
Jiang Chunai’s sea of consciousness was just as stubborn. The person before her had the same firm sea of consciousness as the former Jiang Chunai.
Back then, she had tried to teach Jiang Chunai the state of “no-thought” and had failed miserably.
Memories surfaced like stars. When she looked up again, Mei Shengchi’s eyes were filled with warmth as she looked at Jiang Chunai.
Suddenly, the crimson-black lines spreading across Jiang Chunai’s fair wrist caught Mei Shengchi’s eye.
“Cliff Master, do you know what this is?”
They were intertwined, fine, dense lines of crimson-black.
They were identical to the lines under Han Xiao’s eyes.
This was the basis for Mei Shengchi’s initial judgment that the two had a “connection.”
Mei Shengchi looked at Jiang Chunai’s wrist with considerable surprise. “It’s still there?”
Logically, this thing should have remained on Jiang Chunai’s original corpse. But the current Jiang Chunai was not the original one.
Her physical body had changed.
The people of Yanqiu were masters of healing arts, and they also possessed secret techniques not known to the public.
If they could bring a soul back in another’s body, or reshape a physical body, Mei Shengchi wouldn’t find it too strange, but this was the first time she had seen it.
“Has the Cliff Master seen this thing before?” Jiang Chunai asked. “When I was in Yanqiu before, this thing didn’t grow much. But the closer I got to Mount Shu, the more it started to appear.”
She thought for a moment and said, “The first time I saw it flourish was when I saw that demon in human form.”
When she met Han Xiao, who was riding her sword, with a trail of heavenly light behind her.
The lines on her wrist had wildly coiled and grown.
Mei Shengchi lowered her gaze and gave Jiang Chunai an affirmative answer. “Yes, on your former body, this thing grew wildly.”
She had wanted to take this child as a disciple back then, so she naturally couldn’t forget Jiang Chunai’s past.
The good, the bad, the diligent, the lazy…
Including the sand paintings Jiang Chunai had left that were no less impressive than real art, and her past with those little spirit creatures, she remembered it all clearly.
Mei Shengchi also often missed the roast chicken Jiang Chunai used to bring her. It was truly a delicacy.
…
This was, of course, her disciple. Mei Shengchi was very clear about that.
But time was short. She didn’t have more time to reminisce with Jiang Chunai, and Jiang Chunai maintained her original composure.
This was for the best.
Thinking of this, Mei Shengchi said, “Alright, I know everything.”
Jiang Chunai looked at Mei Shengchi with a mixture of surprise and gratitude.
This immortal before me… was she once my master too?
But Cliff Master Mei’s expression was grave as she said, “You have died and been reborn, and you have forgotten your past—the past concerning the Bright Snow Sect. This is certainly not a good thing, but right now, what’s more important than you remembering is to first hide your identity.”
Han Xiao had already gone mad. If she were to find out that Jiang Chunai was still alive but had forgotten her, there was no telling what she might do.
As Mei Shengchi was pondering the future, a cultivator ran over from a distance, urgently reporting that something major had happened at the sect’s Zhaoyang Forbidden Ground, and that Dao Lord Qiming and people from other sects were there.
Mei Shengchi asked what had happened.
The cultivator’s face was anxious. “It is said that a demon has infiltrated and a battle broke out with people from the Mengling Immortal Manor. Then, Dao Lord Qiming also went. When she went, she told me to come and inform you.”
Jiang Chunai vaguely heard these names.
Mengling Immortal Manor. Covering Moon Sect. She had also heard these names from her fellow disciples.
Jiang Chunai couldn’t help but feel anxious. It seemed the Bright Snow Sect was truly in chaos. “Cliff Master, are we going to the Zhaoyang Forbidden Ground together?”
Mei Shengchi’s face was grim as she replied, “Go, of course we’re going. If we don’t go, we’ll just be letting these people get away with it!”
Truly interesting.
The Zhaoyang Forbidden Ground was a forbidden area of the Bright Snow Sect. She didn’t know what it had to do with the people from Mengling Immortal Manor.
But the die was cast.
“Let’s go. You’ll come with me, but once we get there, you are not to speak. I will do the talking.”
Jiang Chunai agreed.
On their way to the Zhaoyang Forbidden Ground, they even ran into Zhi Zhi. Zhi Zhi was very worried because her senior sister was not with her. She also said she thought she had seen Senior Sister Chang Xin in the crowd, but since she couldn’t abandon Senior Sister Chunai, she hadn’t gone to find her.
However, Zhi Zhi was quite surprised to see Jiang Chunai and Mei Shengchi together. This immortal was the one who had set up the Snake-Slaying Formation!
Seeing her righteous and awe-inspiring demeanor, she wouldn’t spare a snake, so she probably wouldn’t spare a spider like her either.
Zhi Zhi’s heart had been pounding, and her fear reached its peak when Jiang Chunai told her, “I used to be a cultivator of the Bright Snow Sect.”
Four streams of clear tears flowed straight from her eyes again.
She regretted it terribly. Following behind Senior Sister Chunai, she kept praying that her senior sister would not regain her memory—Bright Snow Sect cultivators killed demons without blinking an eye!
Spirits of heaven and earth, please don’t let Senior Sister remember anything about the Bright Snow Sect.
Don’t remember Master, don’t remember the past, and especially don’t remember that mad snake that can turn into a beautiful woman.
Mei Shengchi was strict, after all. She didn’t let Zhi Zhi follow them to the Zhaoyang Forbidden Ground, but settled her at the entrance and went in with Jiang Chunai herself.
The Zhaoyang Forbidden Ground was no longer as it once was. It had just experienced a fierce battle. The ground was filled with smoke and dust.
Mei Shengchi frowned, formed a seal with her hand, and shouted, “Break!”
Instantly, the clouds and mist parted, the smoke and dust dissipated, revealing hundreds of corpses.
“Cliff Master Mei, you’re finally here!” Dao Lord Qiming’s heart finally settled when she saw Mei Shengchi arrive.
Mei Shengchi nodded in acknowledgement. “What happened inside the forbidden ground?”
Jiang Chunai stood to the side, silent, carefully observing the corpses in the forbidden ground.
Humans and demons, male and female, of all kinds. Some were already charred black, their shapes unrecognizable.
It seemed a fierce battle had taken place here.
A fierce battle between humans and demons? Why?
Dao Lord Qiming did not answer directly, but waved her hand, having the female cultivator standing next to her answer. “Yan Linglong, you arrived the earliest. You tell us.”
The female cultivator called “Yan Linglong” took a step forward. Her face was ashen, her gaze evasive. She didn’t seem to dare to look directly at Mei Shengchi.
It seems this master of mine is quite a fierce person. Jiang Chunai had just seen that neither this Dao Lord, nor that taller male cultivator, nor this female cultivator named Yan Linglong dared to look directly at Mei Shengchi.
Yan Linglong seemed to have been frightened. She took a while to compose herself before saying, “It’s like this, Cliff Master…”
As it turned out, the demons of the Covering Moon Sect had learned of Han Xiao’s wedding banquet and the invitation to all the sects. They saw it as an opportunity and secretly infiltrated the Bright Snow Sect with their elites.
Mei Shengchi suddenly said, “They must have been preparing for a long time, right? Of course, the sect’s defenses have indeed been lacking these past few days. Perhaps there are even spies among us.”
Yan Linglong choked, not daring to respond to Mei Shengchi’s words, and continued, “Then, the demons of the Covering Moon Sect broke into our sect, wanting to enter the Zhaoyang Forbidden Ground. I became vigilant as soon as they entered. I traced their suspicious footsteps, but I couldn’t find anyone from our sect for a while. Coincidentally, people from the Mengling Immortal Manor were there, so I asked them to help us.”
“Yes, little Yan happened to run into us,” a woman in a moon-white gauze dress with her hair in a flowing immortal’s bun stepped forward. “Cliff Master Mei, I am Su Yanchen. Last year, I traveled with Daoist Jing Shun to slay demons.”
At this point, Su Yanchen’s eyes instantly dimmed, and she murmured, “Actually, that time, it wasn’t just Daoist Jing Shun. There was another person, but sadly, she was not a ‘person’.”
Hearing this, everyone present turned their gaze to her—
They only heard Su Yanchen’s tragic tone, “Back then, we were with Han Xiao, slaying demons and upholding justice. But in just one year, things have turned out like this. Who could have guessed that Han Xiao’s true form was actually a snake demon?”
It sounded truly lamentable. No one would doubt Su Yanchen’s kindness, for passing by and rescuing the pitiful Junior Sister Yan.
Mei Shengchi nodded and looked at the severed limbs and mangled bodies on the ground. She only said, “Thank you, fellow Daoists of Mengling, for your help. If it weren’t for you, the demons of the Covering Moon Sect would surely have destroyed the Zhaoyang Forbidden Ground.”
Her gaze lightly swept over the formation in the forbidden ground, and her heart was already clear.
The sorrow on Su Yanchen’s face did not change as she said, “There has always been interaction between Mengling and the Bright Snow Sect. Besides, with the Bright Snow Sect facing such a major event… we at the Mengling Immortal Manor could not just sit by and watch. And in the bitter battle just now, we at Mengling also lost many of our sisters and brothers.”
As she spoke, she lowered her head sadly. Yan Linglong, Jing Shun, and others went forward to comfort her. “Alright, alright, Yanchen, life and death are fated. You’ve already done your best, don’t be too hard on yourself…”
“No, I brought so many people from Mengling here, but in the end…” she covered her mouth, crying uncontrollably. “These people from the Covering Moon Sect are in collusion with Han Xiao! When Han Xiao revealed her true form, their strength and cultivation instantly soared. The people of Mengling couldn’t hold them back at that time, and suffered heavy casualties.”
The Covering Moon Sect was a sect established by demons of the Nether Realm. It seemed reasonable that they would collude with a demon like Han Xiao.
In the end, Dao Lord Qiming comforted Su Yanchen, saying she would take responsibility for this. “Alright, little Su, you’ve already done your best.”
Yan Linglong’s face was still ashen. She also received comfort from Dao Lord Qiming. Finally, Dao Lord Qiming had Yan Linglong take Su Yanchen and the others from Mengling to leave first.
“The people of Mengling are gone. Fuguang, do you have any thoughts?”
As soon as they left, Mei Shengchi spoke directly.
The benevolent expression on Dao Lord Qiming’s face was also gone as she said, “Cliff Master, my thoughts are probably the same as yours.”
Their gazes met, as if they had reached a secret consensus.
Jiang Chunai looked at the two of them, completely bewildered.
Whether it was the Dao Lord or the Cliff Master, she knew nothing about them—what could she do, since she had lost her former memories?
Jing Shun also didn’t understand. Seeing the unfamiliar face of Jiang Chunai, he couldn’t help but ask contemptuously, “Who are you?”
Since she was with Mei Shengchi, she must be a member of the Bright Snow Sect. Mei Shengchi, that strange old woman with a bad temper, would only be a little kind to fellow disciples.
For this woman to be able to be with her, she must be from the sect. But this woman had a pair of eyes that Jing Shun found very annoying.
For some reason, Jing Shun just didn’t like this woman.
Jiang Chunai was at a loss for words. She was about to introduce herself, but then she remembered the Cliff Master’s instructions and said nothing.
However, the Cliff Master did not answer for her directly, but instead looked at Dao Lord Qiming. “Control your disciple.”
As expected of the Cliff Master, even more direct and decisive.
Dao Lord Qiming quickly shot Jing Shun a look, telling him to be cautious. Only then did Jing Shun reluctantly lower his head and shut his mouth.
“Fuguang, are you just going to accept this?” Mei Shengchi said.
Dao Lord Qiming was silent for a moment, then sighed and said, “There’s no other way… It’s not like I can’t see it.”
The damage to the Zhaoyang Forbidden Ground was not something the Covering Moon Sect alone could have done.
The people of Mengling Immortal Manor saying they were just passing by to help was a complete lie.
“Yes, in the forbidden ground, there are remnants of ‘killing formations’ and ‘annihilation formations’ set up by humans,” Mei Shengchi said, her tone calm, but her frown deepening. “The people of Mengling Immortal Manor are masters of setting up formations.”
They were of course coveting the things in the Zhaoyang Forbidden Ground, but unfortunately, they had run into the equally ill-intentioned demons of the Covering Moon Sect. A fierce battle had ensued, and in the end, with Dao Lord Qiming’s help, they had barely defeated the Covering Moon Sect.
“The Cliff Master’s guess is probably correct,” Dao Lord Qiming added softly. “After I led my people to turn the tide of the battle, the people of Mengling went mad, slaughtering all the demons of the Covering Moon Sect.”
“Thinking back now, it was simply because they were afraid those demons would let something slip.”
By now, Jiang Chunai had understood most of it.
The Mengling Immortal Manor, with the empty name of an “immortal sect,” had committed such a despicable act, colluding with the Covering Moon Sect to covet the Zhaoyang Forbidden Ground. In the end, they even took the initiative to say that the Covering Moon Sect was in collusion with Han Xiao. This was truly a seamless lie.
Mei Shengchi suddenly let out a soft laugh. Dao Lord Qiming looked at her in surprise. “What’s wrong?”
Her laugh was particularly strange in the silence.
Mei Shengchi said, “Han Xiao is not your disciple or mine. Are we just going to give up on her like this?”
Dao Lord Qiming couldn’t help but look away and said in a low voice, “This is also a last resort. And, as you said, she is not your disciple or mine, after all.”
It was precisely because there was no close relationship that she could more easily sacrifice Han Xiao for the “greater good.”
In her daze, Jiang Chunai had already understood the reason.
Just as that woman from Mengling Immortal Manor had said before she left, the Covering Moon Sect had colluded with Han Xiao, intending to subvert the immortal sects…
In that case, all these lives would be counted on Han Xiao’s head.
People would only know that the great senior sister of the Bright Snow Sect, Han Xiao, was a demon of unparalleled evil, her hands stained with more and more blood. No one would doubt it.
And her former companions and master would also abandon her after weighing the pros and cons.
Jiang Chunai was silent, but the image of that woman in her wedding dress and mourning clothes, her expression dazed as she opened her coffin, appeared before her eyes again—
What a tragic meeting.
Every time she thought of it, Jiang Chunai would feel a certain amount of lament.
But it was only lament.
The clash of extremely vibrant red and white was certainly impactful, but when it came to “Han Xiao,” her most vivid impression was still of that day.
Their “first meeting.”
The light was absurdly bright, so bright that she could barely open her eyes.
—The funny thing was, Han Xiao acted as if she liked her so much, yet she had just hovered above them, her gaze sweeping over them, and nothing had happened.
Was it because she had a different body, and Han Xiao couldn’t recognize her?
No. Jiang Chunai thought.
It was that she, Jiang Chunai, had forgotten Han Xiao, and was not so willing to remember this “person.”
She had no need to remember a demon who had committed so many evils.
The love and hate of her former self were just the love and hate of her former self.
She had now been reborn in Yanqiu. Since it was a new life, she would naturally have no old ties with a demon.
When Han Xiao fled with Jiang Chunai’s coffin in her mouth, she had also been beaten quite a bit.
Mei Shengchi’s Snake-Slaying Formation had consumed too much of her energy, and her demon core was on the verge of being overdrawn.
In the end, Han Xiao used her last ounce of strength to raise a huge wave as a barrier, and only then was she able to escape, being met by a lion demon.
The lion demon’s cultivation had clearly improved. It was actually able to grow wings to fly, and its body was huge. Han Xiao had also transformed into a human, making it easy to carry her.
The only headache for the lion demon was that it not only had to carry Han Xiao, but also had to hold onto that coffin.
There was no choice. For a demon like it, if it wanted to cultivate further, it had to listen to the commands from above.
Her Highness Moyue had told it to do so, so it had to do so.
Even Her Highness Moyue didn’t feel wronged, so it didn’t feel wronged either: back when Her Highness Moyue was still “Saint Moyue,” she had died under this snake demon’s sword.
In the end, Her Highness Moyue still had it go and pick up this dying snake.
Her Highness Moyue’s heart was still too kind. If it were it, it would definitely bite this snake to death.
But this snake was still powerful. With its own strength, it had shaken the hundred immortal sects.
The person on its back stirred faintly. The lion demon quickly spoke to Han Xiao, “Lord Snake, you’re finally awake!”
Han Xiao grunted a “mm” and asked where she was.
The lion demon said, “You fell into the sea. I rescued you from the sea… and you were holding the coffin tightly in your mouth and wouldn’t let go. In the end, you turned into a human, so I brought you and the coffin along.”
“…Oh,” Han Xiao said.
Although it had been full of grievances and complaints just now, when it actually spoke to Han Xiao, it immediately became respectful.
“Lord Snake, you’re so powerful! You actually managed to subdue those people from Mengling Immortal Manor, Wunian Sect, Hehuan Sect, and Qingyun Sect. I heard many of those damned Daoists died!”
These Daoists, every time they reached a certain level of cultivation, would come down the mountain to trouble poor demons like them. Now it was payback. The snake demon was born and killed them all. What a joyous thing for demons!
However, Han Xiao, who was so revered and worshipped by the lion demon, denied it. “I didn’t kill that many people.”
The lion demon was even more confused. “Huh? But on my way carrying you, the story I heard was that you killed them all.”
After it finished, it quickly realized that what it had said was wrong.
“Uh, it’s like this. The Daoists have been spreading the word that you, Lord Snake, are some unparalleled snake demon king, a descendant of Chongji, who was previously sealed in the Nether Realm. You’ve been accumulating strength for three thousand years and spent a lot of energy breaking the seal, but your demon core is still there, so you disguised yourself as a cultivator and went undercover in the Bright Snow Sect…”
Han Xiao blinked, not bothering to distinguish the truth from the lies.
She had lost. The loser had to bear the consequences.
Including an infamous reputation.
“By the way, Lord Snake, what’s in this coffin?” the lion demon asked.
Han Xiao replied, “Jiang Chunai.”
The lion demon’s feet trembled.
…It was suddenly terrified, feeling that as a demon, this was as far as it would go in this lifetime. Because it really couldn’t do the things a demon king like Han Xiao could do.
Han Xiao had gone through so much trouble, and even after falling into the sea, she had not let go of this coffin.
But who was in the coffin? Jiang Chunai.
To be honest, back then, when Saint Moyue had it carry Jiang Chunai away, it had done so; now it was carrying Jiang Chunai again!
The lion demon really couldn’t help but ask Han Xiao, “Why are you so in love with her now? If that’s the case, why did you stab her to death back then?”
Making it carry her back and forth several times!
And the lion demon didn’t dare to tell Han Xiao about this. What if Han Xiao found out it had thrown Jiang Chunai’s body away halfway and, after recovering, killed it with a casual slap?
No way.
“The past is the past,” Han Xiao’s voice was still muffled.
The lion demon: “Yoho, so now is different from the past? Now that Jiang Chunai is dead, what can you do with her body?”
“Just get on with it, or I’ll pull out your tendons,” Han Xiao said coldly.
A chill ran down the lion demon’s spine. It only said, “I went through so much trouble to carry you out, and you still want to pull out my tendons? But then again, I was instructed by my Highness…”
“Do you still want to be a proper demon?”
As the threatening voice fell, there was also the “hissing” sound of a snake.
The lion demon immediately became obedient.
It had no doubt that Han Xiao would become the king of demon kings.
To single-handedly overturn the hundred immortal sects, to be sealed three times—there was probably no one in the world who dared to challenge her.
After the lion demon thought it through, it was even more respectful when it spoke to Han Xiao. “Lord Snake, I understand now. The past is the past.”
“But you didn’t like Jiang Chunai back then, why are you like this now?”
The lion demon really didn’t understand complex emotions.
If Han Xiao had continued to be a cultivator, she would have become one of the elders of the Bright Snow Sect. If she had some sinister ambition, it wouldn’t have been impossible to achieve it then.
And if she wanted to be a demon, it would be even simpler. Han Xiao was a descendant of Chongji—the cultivators on the road all said so—and Chongji was the only evil god among the ten gods formed from Nuwa’s intestines. To have a bad reputation in the age of gods was no simple feat.
And because Chongji was besieged and sealed by the remaining gods, her descendants were few. It was said that the bloodline was passed down from generation to generation, and had now been broken. The Han Xiao sealed in the Nether Realm was her only descendant.
For someone with such high cultivation as Han Xiao, any path would be a smooth one.
But Han Xiao had chosen to destroy herself, choosing the worst option. She had failed as a cultivator, and failed as a demon. Now she had been reduced to being with a half-baked demon like it, in a sorry state!
And she had brought her little junior sister along.
Now the two “people” and one demon were resting in an abandoned village.
“You fell in love with her after she died?” the lion demon continued to ask.
Han Xiao did not answer its question directly, but sat up straight, wanting to stabilize the demon core in her body.
She had been seriously injured in the siege by the cultivators and had accidentally fallen into the sea. She was now very weak, her insides churning, and her limbs burning with pain.
The more one avoided, the more secrets there were.
The lion demon was really curious. “Why didn’t you just choose a simple way to reveal your true form from the beginning? On the day of the pact, with so many people, those cultivators could have drowned you with their spit alone!”
If it were it, it would definitely have sent people out secretly, then, while there were few people on Mount Shu, it would have revealed its true form and stolen the treasure.
“You were so hasty, all for her?” the lion demon stretched out its front paw and patted Jiang Chunai’s coffin. However, it quickly received a glare from the latter and could only obediently withdraw its front paw, letting out a couple of “ow”s.
Han Xiao could not answer, only remaining silent.
Perhaps it was as Mei Shengchi had said, she had a guilty conscience.
It was because of this that she was like this now.
Only after it is repaid, can one’s wish be fulfilled.
“Then why didn’t you think of being good to her when she was alive?” the lion demon didn’t quite read Han Xiao’s expression and continued to ask fearlessly.
Han Xiao turned her head away.
It’s clearly a question, why does it sound like she’s scolding me?
Of course, if she was scolding her, she would take it.
If scolding her was useful.
“I failed her,” she murmured.
The lion demon’s curiosity was piqued. “How did you fail her?”
At that time, Saint Moyue had created an illusion. Only she and Han Xiao had experienced it, and his cultivation was too low, so he hadn’t seen anything at all.
“…How?”
Han Xiao didn’t say anything, but tilted her head back, closed her eyes, and fell into a memory.
She rarely remembered things.
Her memory was as boundless as her sea of consciousness. Even she herself would get lost in it, as if she were not the only one occupying this vast sea of consciousness.
The blank thousands of years in the Nether Realm had long become the boring, dull background of her life.
But these blank spaces had been forcefully painted over with color by one person, like a vivid rouge, a rich ink, unforgettable.
When Han Xiao closed her eyes, all she thought of were the little moments she had spent with Jiang Chunai:
When they first met, she was a noisy little girl, her words implying that this convenient senior sister of hers wasn’t that amazing, probably just wanting to talk to her more.
When she grew a little older, Jiang Chunai would use her clumsy skills to leap among the branches, shaking a shower of morning dew on her.
When they went to the Ghost Market, she had worriedly hidden behind her. At that time, Jiang Chunai was not worried about the demons in the Ghost Market, but only about whether she would pull off her senior sister’s lapel.
And those jars of honey-preserved plum blossoms. At that time, they were so sweet they made her frown, but after being soaked in the long river of life and death, they had turned bitter and twisted, so much so that when Han Xiao remembered the wish they had made under the udumbara flower, the pain was unbearable.
The lion demon was right.
She died, and I must love her.
Death had given Jiang Chunai a new meaning.
And the pain of death had come too slowly, too sluggishly.
By the time the unfeeling, chaotic demon of a thousand years had realized it, it was too late.
The daily life with Jiang Chunai was too ordinary. But it was these ordinary mornings, ordinary afternoons, and ordinary evenings that had completely changed on a certain day of a certain year, plowing a dike in her firmly built heart.
After that, the waves of love came rushing in.
She was the only clear and bright thing she had recognized in her thousands of years of muddled existence.
From then on, it was no longer ordinary, no longer mundane, but had become her eternal guilt.
A love as deep as the sea, but a deep love that had been completely betrayed.
The lion demon listened from the side, very afraid.
It felt a pang of empathy and planned to change its cultivation direction. Even a demon king had become like this, let alone a demon of its cultivation level.
But its cultivation was too low. It probably couldn’t even talk to people.
Just as it was sighing, Han Xiao suddenly called out to it, “By the way, why was it you who came to get me?”
The lion demon was surprised. “Why couldn’t it be me?”
“…Was it only you? What about the Covering Moon Sect?” Han Xiao asked.
The lion demon shook its head repeatedly. “The Covering Moon Sect? I have no connection with them. And on the way, I saw some small demons from the Covering Moon Sect setting up roadblocks. I deliberately avoided them. From the looks of them, they weren’t here to pick you up.”
“What’s wrong?”
Han Xiao weakly shook her head. “It’s nothing.”
She was still wearing that wedding dress and mourning clothes. The hem of her skirt was stained with red and gray blood and mud. She looked extremely weak.
The lion demon’s heart pounded again. But Han Xiao was alive. It couldn’t abandon her as cleanly as it had abandoned Jiang Chunai’s body.
“You can go.”
Han Xiao suddenly said, her eyes as clear as a pool.
The lion demon was shocked. “Huh? I’m leaving?”
“Yes, you go,” Han Xiao nodded lightly. “Leave me alone.”
Leave her alone with Jiang Chunai.
Although the lion demon was a bit hesitant, since Han Xiao had said it herself, Her Highness Moyue couldn’t blame it when she investigated. After thinking about it, the lion demon did as it had done with Jiang Chunai, kowtowed a few times, then got on all fours and ran away quickly.
Han Xiao quietly watched it leave.
Her heart was clear.
The lion demon, a demon she had no agreement with, had come to save her. As for the Covering Moon Sect…
They really are a demonic sect famous for “betrayal.”
She murmured, got up, and opened Jiang Chunai’s coffin.
This time, Han Xiao carefully took out the green snake egg from her bosom. She lifted her leg and stepped into the coffin.
Besides the snake egg, she had also brought out the jade ring that Immortal Lord Yang Nian had left for them.
The crescent-shaped jade rings were now fitted together tightly, as if wanting to make up for someone’s past wish.
Han Xiao had treasured it, waiting for this day.
The snake egg and the jade rings were placed together on Jiang Chunai’s body.
Her face and lips were pale.
How wonderful would it be if Jiang Chunai could open her eyes at this moment?
Even if she just looked at me with her usual gentle, glass-like eyes, to see me in this pathetic state for her, that would be good.
But sadly… Jiang Chunai could no longer open her eyes.
She was dead.
A mountain wind blew from somewhere, and the dust it raised was like the remnants of past years, making Han Xiao’s own eyes almost unable to open.
So she simply closed her eyes and swayed, falling into the coffin.
We cannot live in the same house, but we seek to die in the same grave.
We must be intertwined branches and a shared tomb, we must be inseparable in life and death.
…The fine lines under my eyes, why are they starting to grow vigorously again?
My forehead, why is there a new feeling?
As she was surprised, a darkness suddenly tore open in her sea of consciousness—
It was that giant python again.
“You can’t fall.” The voice said.
Han Xiao was confused. “Hmm?”
“If you fall, what will Jiang Chunai do if she can’t find you?”
Han Xiao’s heartbeat suddenly stopped. “What did you say?”
“Haven’t you… already seen her?” The voice was extremely low, not bothering to hide the blatant seduction in its words. “When you were flying on your sword, you even stopped above the two of them.”
“One person, one spider. I thought you had figured it out, that’s why you stopped there. What’s wrong now, can’t you remember? Your body is more honest than your mind.”
This voice in her sea of consciousness, when it spoke to her, was half condescending.
“Didn’t you say that some things, only after they are repaid, can one’s wish be fulfilled? Don’t you feel the life flourishing on your forehead? Do you think that’s something a broken body like yours deserves to have?”
Han Xiao was terrified, as if struck by lightning.
The wind howled.
In that instant, the strange, chaotic wind seemed to freeze time.