Senior Sister Went Mad After My Fake Death Chapter 46

“You don’t want to live anymore?” Han Xiao’s gaze was unusually fierce. She frowned, staring intently into Jiang Chunai’s eyes.
Jiang Chunai pursed her lips and looked away, ignoring the warmth and awkwardness from their soft curves pressing together. She only said, “My senior and junior sisters are still in a life-or-death situation. I have to go back and save them.”
The formation set up by the Nine Sages of Mengling today was all for Han Xiao, to the extent of wanting to kill her. Who was Han Xiao? Such a killing formation, no one could withstand it.
So it was normal for Jiang Chunai to be worried about Chang Xin and the others.
Han Xiao clearly understood this, but those people were after her. She couldn’t go back now.
But she also couldn’t let Jiang Chunai go back.
“No, you can’t go back now,” Han Xiao said.
Jiang Chunai gave her a cold glance, saying nothing, only smiling.
Her laughter was contemptuous. Han Xiao instantly understood Jiang Chunai’s meaning.
Jiang Chunai was not a person who could hide her thoughts. Most of the time, her feelings were written on her face.
Han Xiao hadn’t been unable to understand before; she had just been too lazy to. To the extent that now that she had a heart, she could see the meaning behind Jiang Chunai’s contemptuous expression at a glance.
—What right do you have to say this to me?
The wind howled, whipping past her ears.
“If you don’t let me go back, I’ll fall and die.”
The two of them were riding the wind, a bottomless abyss below them. With Jiang Chunai’s mortal body, falling would certainly mean death.
Han Xiao pursed her lips, also saying nothing, but instead gripping Jiang Chunai’s hand tightly.
It was laughable. She really had no rebuttal, so she could only resort to such a lowly tactic: shamelessly grabbing someone’s wrist, hoping that Jiang Chunai wouldn’t leave.
…Why would Jiang Chunai rather fall to her death than be with me?
Is it because she wants to go back and save those few senior and junior sisters, so she’s deliberately saying this to anger me?
Han Xiao said slowly, “No.”
Jiang Chunai only felt her wrist being squeezed tighter and tighter, almost leaving a red mark. She sneered and said irritably, “What ‘no’? Do I need you to decide my affairs? Let me go back, or I’ll fall down the valley and die right now!”
“No!” Han Xiao also raised her voice and shouted, “Who let you die?”
“It’s my own life, can’t I decide for myself?” Jiang Chunai retorted sharply. Her usually gentle, faintly lustrous, glass-like pupils rarely showed a few points of ferocity.
Of course she was angry.
Her senior and junior sisters’ future was uncertain, and this demon king who had killed her was pretending to be kind—and Han Xiao was so bored that she would actually transform into a cultivator and accompany them all the way.
It was truly ridiculous.
Jiang Chunai was not a person who would fake things to coax others.
Han Xiao’s heart suddenly ached, as if something that had originally belonged to her was slipping through her fingers like sand, and she couldn’t grasp it.
So she lowered her head and gave in.
Her long, thick, crow-black lashes fell, casting a long, round shadow.
“I know. Let’s land first.”
She didn’t want Jiang Chunai to leave her.
In the intense confrontation, she could only give in and seek a compromise, only lower her head to find a middle ground.
If her attitude could make Jiang Chunai feel a little better.
Land? After we land, what I want to do is my business. Jiang Chunai felt this was not bad. She let out a soft “mm” in agreement.
While Jiang Chunai was thinking, Han Xiao felt as if her breathing had almost stopped—
Was her submission just now too quick? Would Jiang Chunai be satisfied?
Would Jiang Chunai agree to this compromise?
A sharp sword seemed to be hanging over her head. If Jiang Chunai’s answer was still a stubborn “no,” then Han Xiao had no doubt that the long sword would mercilessly pierce her skull, leaving it a bloody mess.
But fortunately, Jiang Chunai agreed.
They had been in the thick fog of Mount Xialian before, and they had fought with the wandering souls from the Ghost Gate, walking in the mist for a long time. By the time they landed, it was already evening.
Jiang Chunai still had some cultivation, after all. When she was still a few dozen feet from the ground, she was unwilling to rely on Han Xiao anymore and flew down directly.
She had not considered the impact her sudden landing would have on Han Xiao.
Han Xiao seemed to be unstable on her sword, and she landed on the ground with a slight wobble.
She had hoped that Jiang Chunai would see this slightly comical scene, but things went against her wishes. Jiang Chunai just walked ahead, not to mention looking back, she didn’t even slow down her pace.
As if the two were just people who had met on the road.
Han Xiao bit her lip, but realized she didn’t have much time to be sad, and chased after her.
The evening sun’s clear light trailed behind Jiang Chunai, creating a large halo that enveloped her entire body in a hazy, warm glow.
And Han Xiao walked slower, the huge shadow of the cliff slanting down, trapping her entire body in shadow.
It was just a few steps, but the cliff and the sunlight had so cruelly divided them into people of two different worlds.
Jiang Chunai walked around, stopping and starting, trying to find a way down the mountain, but she couldn’t find a single clear path.
There was nothing here but a cave.
She turned her head, full of doubt, but saw Han Xiao standing cautiously behind her, her gaze fixed on her.
Seeing Jiang Chunai turn her head, Han Xiao’s right foot had just stepped out, but because of her stare, she silently pulled her foot back and only said softly, “…Chunai.”
“You’d better call me by my full name,” Jiang Chunai frowned. Others had feuds of killing their relatives, but she and Han Xiao were different. It was a blood feud that belonged to the two of them.
“Oh, alright… Jiang Chunai,” Han Xiao said, forcing the three words out from between her teeth. “Where are you going? It’s getting late.”
Of course Jiang Chunai knew it was getting late.
The fiery red sun had already fallen to the west, burning the entire western sky, about to welcome the arrival of evening.
“What are you planning to do?” Jiang Chunai frowned and asked in return.
Han Xiao lowered her eyes and said, “I mean, there happens to be a cave here… for us to rest.”
“Can’t we walk at night?” Jiang Chunai said coldly. “Or are you saying, you went to all this trouble to pick such a good geomantic place, just to be with me?”
She was right, but not entirely.
Han Xiao was silent. She had never been questioned like this before, so speechless.
—In the past, she was the noble and cold head disciple of the Immortal Lord. In the sect, no one dared to shout at her. Later, she was a notorious demon. Everyone knew that talking to her would not get a good response.
“I don’t want to be with you, Han Xiao.”
Jiang Chunai saw Han Xiao stammering for a long time without speaking, sneered, and was about to leave when she suddenly felt an inexplicable heat in her lower abdomen.
When she looked down, she only saw the lines on her wrist spreading and growing wildly.
This was the sign of the love gu. In the past, the love gu would also grow and take shape, but other parts of her body would not react.
What’s going on?
Just then, a fierce wind suddenly rolled up around the two of them, who were not far apart, its sound rough, as if it had rolled all the way from the bottom of the mountain to the cliff.
Jiang Chunai and Han Xiao both frowned.
—This was no ordinary wind.
On the way to Mount Xialian, the knowledgeable Zhi Zhi had told them that the peaks of Mount Xialian had a demonic wind, which was more common in high mountains and deep ravines, but not so much on flat ground.
It was said that there had once been a demon who had cultivated for many years and lived on Mount Xialian. After it died, its resentful spirit had turned into a demonic wind, blowing day and night in the high mountains and deep ravines—because this demon had died on flat ground, it hoped to blow people down from the high mountains, or lift people up from the deep ravines to fall to their deaths.
In short, it just wanted to grab people from all sorts of places to accompany it.
As Jiang Chunai was thinking of this, she felt the wind already wrapping around the hem of her skirt, its force so great that it almost swept her away with it!
The wind also brought rain and dew, wetting the hem of her skirt.
She immediately plunged her sword into the ground for support and looked for a suitable foothold—in the end, Jiang Chunai’s gaze fell on the cave.
It could sweep people away, but it couldn’t sweep away a cave, right? This demonic wind had been around for a long time. It couldn’t be the first time it had come to this mountain peak.
Without thinking too much, Jiang Chunai entered the cave.
The cave was cold and desolate.
It was gloomy and damp. The moment she entered, water droplets trickled down the cold stone walls with a “pitter-patter.”
Like the hem of her skirt, it was also wet.
Thinking this, she found a slightly drier place to rest for a while.
Looking down, it was still the crimson-black lines growing wildly on her wrist.
Speaking of which, this love gu… seemed not to have acted up yet? Jiang Chunai didn’t know what her previous body had experienced, but after she was reborn in Yanqiu, this love gu had indeed not acted up.
It was better that it didn’t. At the thought of who the other person with the love gu was, Jiang Chunai frowned.
…Speaking of which, where had that person gone?
Outside was a terrible storm. It was painful to be outside.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chunai subconsciously looked up, but then she suddenly realized, what did this have to do with her?
When she withdrew her gaze, she saw a tall, slender figure standing at the entrance of the cave.
It was Han Xiao.
She hadn’t come in for so long, she had thought she had been blown away by the demonic wind. Jiang Chunai thought to herself, just tightening her robes, saying nothing, and not giving Han Xiao another glance.
This kind of person, don’t give her the time of day.
However, Han Xiao just stood quietly at the entrance of the cave, the wind and rain of the entire mountain pouring onto her back—
The piercing cold made her spine tremble. But Han Xiao still didn’t move.
She stood at the entrance of the cave, as if waiting for something.
Early spring had just arrived, and the winter snow was beginning to melt. The cave was no exception.
The accumulated snow on the stone walls had turned into water, trickling down.
In the half-light, Han Xiao’s figure was even more striking. Her face was pale, without a trace of blood, as if she had been blown by the wind.
Finally, Jiang Chunai grew impatient. “What are you doing standing there? Can’t you fly? Go down the mountain yourself.”
“Can I come in?”
So she remembered what she had just said, “I don’t want to be with you,” very clearly, to the extent that she just stood foolishly at the entrance of the cave, not daring to come in.
Jiang Chunai wanted to curse her. She had been so capable of killing people and demons before, breaking into other people’s sects to steal things. Why couldn’t she even enter a cave now?
She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but she swallowed her words and didn’t say it.
Sometimes silence was a form of approval. Han Xiao slowly, step by step, walked into the still dripping cave.
Even though the cave was bone-chillingly cold, and she had just been pitifully blown by the wind, at this moment, a bright fire ignited in her heart.
Just because of Jiang Chunai’s silence, her permission. It was that simple.
Jiang Chunai saw Han Xiao come in from the corner of her eye and said nothing, just remaining silent.
And Han Xiao did not approach her, but just stood farther away, in the distance, looking at something unknown.
Outside the cave, the wind and rain were gloomy. Jiang Chunai listened quietly, waiting for the demonic wind to pass.
Zhi Zhi had said that this demonic wind wouldn’t last long, at most two hours.
Once the time was up, Jiang Chunai would leave. She hadn’t found a suitable way down the mountain just now. When the wind stopped and the rain ceased, she would use a spell to go down and find Chang Xin and the others.
There was still the sound of rain outside the cave. It would probably be a while. She decided to take a short nap.
Before she closed her eyes, she saw the slender figure seemingly not moving, or perhaps it had moved, overlapping with the figure in her memory.
…
Jiang Chunai was woken up by a warm breath spraying on her nose.
At some point, Han Xiao had already knelt beside her, looking at her very closely.
Jiang Chunai was horrified and stood up. “What are you doing? Didn’t I tell you to stay away from me?”
Letting her in was already a mercy!
Han Xiao was stunned, not at all expecting her approach to cause such a big reaction from Jiang Chunai.
—Especially the undisguised disgust and fright in Jiang Chunai’s eyes.
She had never thought that her junior sister’s eyes could show such an expression.
After Jiang Chunai suddenly got up, she heard the wind outside the cave seem to have stopped, so she planned to go out.
But after taking only two steps, the heat in her lower abdomen continued to rise, burning out a void.
Jiang Chunai gritted her teeth and looked down, only to see the lines on her wrist change color!
The originally crimson-black lines had now turned completely red, as if they had been scorched by fire.
Could it be that this is the sign of the love gu acting up?
She still gritted her teeth, trying to suppress this feeling of emptiness.
It absolutely could not be her, and it absolutely could not be now.
But the burning sensation made one’s bones go soft. Suddenly, a series of urgent footsteps came from her ear. It was Han Xiao.
Jiang Chunai subconsciously looked back. The lines under Han Xiao’s eyes were also spreading.
No longer crimson-black, but the red of being scorched by fire.
Jiang Chunai suddenly understood. Her nails dug into her palm, forcing herself to calm down.
“Don’t go down the mountain,” Han Xiao said when she came back. “It’s dangerous down the mountain. It’s night now. Who knows if there are any demons or ill-intentioned cultivators.”
At some point, her black hair had all been let down on her shoulders, revealing her beautiful and delicate collarbones. The demonic markings and snake scales spread slowly and restrainedly, more like a kind of decorative pattern.
The gloomy cold light shone on her wet body, making Han Xiao look even more breathtakingly beautiful.
It was probably the wind and rain outside the cave just now that had soaked Han Xiao all over. Perhaps demons didn’t need any warm clothes to cover their bodies. Han Xiao was only wearing a thin outer robe.
When the cold wind and slanting rain hit it, it outlined her graceful figure.
Humans, after all, could not compare to snakes. In the matter of showing off one’s waist and figure, the latter was always natural.
“Who knows?” Jiang Chunai looked away. “Demons, ill-intentioned cultivators, you say it so nicely.”
“You promise me one thing.”
Han Xiao was surprised, a light suddenly shining in her eyes. “What is it?”
“If you stay here, there will be no demons, and no ill-intentioned cultivators,” Jiang Chunai sneered. “Then I’ll be safe, and the way down the mountain won’t be dangerous.”
Han Xiao was at a loss for words. The light that had just burst from her eyes was completely extinguished.
Of course she knew what Jiang Chunai was talking about.
She was still blaming her, blaming her for killing her with a single strike back then.
Han Xiao was not far from her. If she stretched out her hand, she could touch Jiang Chunai.
“But…” she said in a low voice, and as she reached out her hand, it suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Jiang Chunai had been watching her with cold eyes, staring at the hand that was frozen in mid-air.
Wanting to touch, but not daring to touch.
That was all.
“You stay here,” Jiang Chunai said faintly. “One thing is one thing. You saved me from the people of Mengling today. I’m grateful, but that’s as far as it goes.”
Wasn’t the best outcome for them to never see each other again from now on?
“No. Please don’t go, okay?” Han Xiao pleaded in a low voice, moving with difficulty.
Jiang Chunai met her gaze.
That’s right, the lines were spreading vigorously. They both knew what kind of love gu they had been afflicted with.
A crimson blush flew onto Han Xiao’s cheeks, and her eyes were filled with moisture, both pitiful and heart-wrenching.
The love gu had acted up.
If it was not relieved, their bodies would explode and they would die.
“Do you still remember?” Han Xiao avoided calling her name. “That time… we were also like this.”
Calling someone by their full name was always too distant. She didn’t want to admit that she and Jiang Chunai were so distant that she had to call her by her full name. As for the two words “Chunai,” Jiang Chunai would not allow her to say them.
So she could only avoid it, becoming a deep, long thorn, forever piercing her heart, cutting out a bloody wound. That was also fine.
Jiang Chunai looked at Han Xiao calmly.
She knew which time she was talking about.
She had seen that scene in the Pearl of Retrospection. Jiang Chunai had mistakenly entered the secret realm and had no choice but to copulate with a woman with a fox’s tail.
According to rumors, Han Xiao’s power should be very strong now—it was said that before she was sealed for the first time, she could transform into various animals.
So, at that time, Han Xiao must have felt she had been offended, and had picked up her sword, ruthlessly telling Jiang Chunai to get lost, or she would kill her.
So unfeeling, so cold.
So Jiang Chunai gently lifted her lips and said faintly, “I don’t remember. You killed me with one strike. I don’t remember the people and things before that at all.”
“At the same time, that also includes you.”
Han Xiao was stunned on the spot, her long, crow-black lashes trembling, her whole body shaking.
Jiang Chunai spoke without a trace of emotion, without any reluctance.
…She had forgotten her.
“Alright, I’ve already said what I wanted to say. You saved me from the Mengling cultivators. I’m grateful, but that’s as far as it goes,” Jiang Chunai’s eyes were clear and calm, even though desire had also crept into her bones. “I’ve seen our past.”
“But at that time, you were the promising head disciple of the Immortal Lord of the Bright Snow Sect, and I could still be considered a somewhat famous sword cultivator. You were the senior sister, I was the junior sister.”
“And now? I’m no longer a member of the Bright Snow Sect, and neither are you,” she said with unusual calmness. “The best thing for the two of us is to never see each other again from now on.”
After saying this, Jiang Chunai turned around resolutely, tears involuntarily welling up in her eyes.
She really didn’t remember the past. But she wanted to cherish the young her of that time, the her with a young girl’s feelings.
It had nothing to do with love, and even less to do with Han Xiao.
After Jiang Chunai had taken two steps, a loud thud came from behind her.
Jiang Chunai did not turn her head, but just stood there woodenly.
She heard Han Xiao’s voice mixed with the soft sound of trickling water, pleading with her, “I’m sorry… Chunai, can you please not go?”
“Can you please not leave me?” she murmured.
None of this was as simple as Han Xiao had imagined.
She had originally thought that she had committed a monstrous crime, mistakenly killing her junior sister who had always loved her deeply.
Fortunately, heaven had taken pity on her and given her a chance to start over with her junior sister, letting her know that Jiang Chunai was still alive.
But everything was different.
The Jiang Chunai of that time was dedicated to helping the weak and eradicating the strong, her heart and mind filled with thoughts of how to be a righteous cultivator. It was natural for her to be ruthless towards demons.
This was Jiang Chunai’s bottom line.
However, for her, Jiang Chunai had broken all her bottom lines, lowering them again and again.
And how had she repaid Jiang Chunai?
…
Starting over, this time it was her turn to have her spine broken, but she could no longer get a single glance back from Jiang Chunai.
Let alone have her open a special door for her again.
Her nails dug into the mud. Her whole body was entangled in the heat of passion, mixed with the filth of the earth. Soaked in the bitter water of memories, Han Xiao swallowed her sobs, only begging again and again, hoping she would not leave her.
“Don’t… don’t want me,” she murmured.
She finally realized what a great mistake she had made at that time—
Jiang Chunai’s faith in the righteous path was stronger than anyone else’s.
Even though everyone praised her, Han Xiao, for not being disturbed by the mortal world, only she knew in her heart that compared to Jiang Chunai, her arrogant disdain for being with others, her so-called faith, was so fragile.
In that period of her life that she had sneered at, in her self-righteous years, she had been the only exception to Jiang Chunai’s unshakable faith.
It was truly ridiculous.
Han Xiao struggled to sit up, looking up at Jiang Chunai with pleading eyes.
Jiang Chunai had, at some point, turned her head.
She looked back at her fixedly.
She really had a good facade. No matter what kind of mud and dust she was stained with, she still had that noble appearance.
She really was a demon flowing with the purest blood of the gods.
But mud and dust had already covered her face, stained with dust.
Begging with the utmost humility, not to go.
Jiang Chunai suddenly wanted to laugh.
How could she possibly overlap this woman, who had fallen into the mire, as if she were worthless, with the people in her memory?
The head disciple of the Immortal Lord, whom everyone could only worship, flying on her sword, with a hundred responses to her call. At that time, Jiang Chunai would have been so overwhelmed by the dazzling golden light behind her that she would not have dared to look directly at her.
The Jiang Chunai of that time would never have imagined that this lofty Immortal Lord would ruin her own pact ceremony, open a coffin and betray her sect, sneak into the Nether Realm to become a demon king, search high and low to resurrect her, and then bow her head and kneel before her.
Her spine broken, just begging her to look at her one more time.
Life was truly like a dream.
And the younger Jiang Chunai would certainly never have imagined that the senior sister she had cherished and admired for so many years would use the very sword she had polished day and night to ruthlessly stab into her body, killing her with one blow.
At that time, she was extremely afraid, praying to the gods, thinking her prayers had been answered, but instead, she had welcomed the demon that ended her life.
Her hopeful eyes were extinguished just like that.
Hmph, life, it’s really like a dream.
Jiang Chunai sneered, but her body’s reaction was getting stranger and stranger.
The lines had already wrapped around her entire wrist, and the heat in her lower abdomen was rising.
And in her chest, there was a pain that had not been repaid, that could not be comforted.
She stared fixedly down at Han Xiao—with the same expression Han Xiao had when she had flown on her sword, looking down on her.
This emptiness, this pain, this uneasiness was not from her.
Jiang Chunai was silent. She knew that in her chest, a heart was beating with emotions that did not belong to her.
Then who did they come from?
She already had an answer.
The lines on her wrist, the lines under Han Xiao’s eyes, were the answer.
Cliff Master Mei was not a person who lied.
She had said it was a twin love gu, so it must be so.
To explode and die?
Jiang Chunai smiled bitterly. If she were to die for love with someone she loved, it might be a moving love story.
Thinking of this, she suddenly stepped forward, a slender finger lifting Han Xiao’s chin, meeting that pair of lustrous, pitiful eyes, tortured by passion.
What a pity. What were she and Han Xiao?
That was definitely not a moving love story that would be written into a book, of two people dying for love.
In this cold, damp cave, her chest beating with a hot, chaotic heartbeat, Jiang Chunai slowly moved her throat.
What were she and Han Xiao?
She did not hope for any answer.