Senior Sister Went Mad After My Fake Death Chapter 47

Slender fingertips slid down from the moist chin, inch by inch, until they finally and easily tore through the light fabric.
A snowy jade mountain, not the least bit concealed.
Under the influence of the twin love gu, the waves of passion were immense, causing both their faces to flush an excessive peach-pink, as if they were cooked crabs.
If they were to look directly into each other’s eyes, they would indeed need to hide those excessively flushed faces, and the faint scarlet overflowing from beneath the soft semi-circles.
“Was it like this last time?” Jiang Chunai lowered her head, whispering only in her ear, “Senior Sister.”
The scene from the Pearl of Retrospection appeared again.
At that time, Han Xiao was still under the influence of the Passion Lure, and it was tormenting her terribly.
At that time, their hands were around each other’s necks, their chests pressed against each other’s collarbones, their lips pressed against each other’s ears.
Their breathing grew heavier, inch by inch, and there was the sound of saliva, noisy and lingering.
A “hissing” sound was mixed in, like a snake flicking its tongue.
That vivid, fragrant dream appeared before Jiang Chunai’s eyes again.
Their foreheads touched, their consciousnesses intertwined.
Han Xiao was dazed, a few clear tears unconsciously sliding down.
She hadn’t lost her memory. She naturally remembered her seductive words from that time.
She had said, there is no senior sister here, only Han Xiao.
And how was the current Jiang Chunai treating her?
She had just lifted her chin and whispered gently in her ear.
She had whispered “Senior Sister,” not “Han Xiao.”
Han Xiao’s whole body trembled.
What was particularly terrifying was that she knew what Jiang Chunai was thinking.
In her chest, an uneven and inconsistent heartbeat was pulsating.
Compared to her own surging emotions, Jiang Chunai’s state of mind was extremely calm.
There was none of the hope that Han Xiao had imagined, much less the joy of a wish about to be fulfilled.
What was there? There was, but it was just the helplessness of seeing her in a pitiful state.
Times had changed. Han Xiao had never thought she would have such a day.
There was no other emotion in Jiang Chunai’s eyes when she looked at her.
In that pair of glass-like pupils that should have been shining with a lustrous light, there was clearly no light.
Only indifference, even her desire was created by the Passion Lure, not at all sincere.
If not for these crimson-black lines connecting them, Han Xiao would not have the slightest doubt that Jiang Chunai would not have any lingering feelings.
—The way she looked at her now was like looking at an unrelated person.
“Chunai,” she murmured, stubbornly wanting to call her name intimately, begging for her pity.
The woman’s soft body was still faintly pink, the color of being flushed with passion.
Her back was pressed against the slightly damp fabric of her clothes, she wanted to find a support…
“Please, Chunai,” she said in a low voice, wanting to lean on Jiang Chunai as she bent down, to rest her head on her shoulder. “I can’t without you.”
Jiang Chunai just let her lie there limply, her voice as cold as ever. “How can’t you?”
“The head disciple of the Immortal Lord of the Bright Snow Sect, the illustrious demon king, how can she be tormented to the point of death by such a love gu?” she questioned coldly.
At the same time, she was silent, closing her eyes where Han Xiao couldn’t see.
Really. Even though she had lost her past memories, even though she was no longer a junior sister of the Bright Snow Sect, and Han Xiao was no longer a senior sister of the Bright Snow Sect.
But the memories came crashing in like waves, those years still ruthlessly displayed before her eyes.
As long as she was still Jiang Chunai, even if she had changed her appearance, she could not deny the past.
But the past was the past.
When I loved you, you watched from the sidelines. Fine, then I’ll let you watch.
The air became muggy and unbearable, making both their faces burn excessively hot.
The winter snow on the stone walls had just begun to melt, turning into water that trickled down with a “pitter-patter.”
“Yes, I just can’t,” Han Xiao said in a low voice, almost shamelessly, desperately pressing closer to Jiang Chunai’s ear and sobbing, “Do you know?”
Jiang Chunai was a bit at a loss by Han Xiao’s sudden closeness.
Her back was stiff as she said, “Know what?”
Good, she didn’t push her away. She acquiesced to her further advance.
Han Xiao almost didn’t think, wanting to grasp this last bit of warmth. She leaned her head further forward, her hands shamelessly wrapping around Jiang Chunai’s waist.
The woman’s waist was soft and slender, but Han Xiao only prayed that Jiang Chunai’s heart would be just as soft.
To spare her, to give her a chance to atone.
So Han Xiao continued in a hoarse voice, “I am a snake. Do you know how snakes live?”
“I used to be in a valley like this, eating and sleeping, sleeping and eating, not knowing the day or the time… oh, I knew one season, I only knew spring.”
Jiang Chunai listened to her quietly, but she hadn’t forgotten what she had to do.
Something was burning inside her, needing to be relieved.
She only knew spring. How nice it sounded. She was truly silver-tongued.
“Only when the ice and snow began to melt, when spring came to the world, would I wake up, would I get warm,” Han Xiao continued in a low voice, her eyes filled with moisture. “Just like now.”
She didn’t need to say more. Any more would be a burden.
An inexplicable deepening of affection would probably only arouse Jiang Chunai’s disgust.
“Oh,” Jiang Chunai laughed lightly, her fingers suddenly going deeper. A muggy, damp heat slowly spread.
Han Xiao panted, her hoarse voice filled with a heavy, deep desire. “I am a snake. When I was born, I was a soft-skinned snake, unable to stand upright.”
Jiang Chunai’s heart trembled.
Yes, Han Xiao was a snake, a soft-skinned snake, a cold-blooded animal. Although it was different now.
The heat enveloped her.
“When I first became human, I couldn’t stand up straight. I could take one step, but taking more steps would be very difficult. I had to lean on a branch, lean on a wall to walk, otherwise I would fall down.”
Intermittent gasps accompanied Han Xiao’s words.
“Mmm…” she murmured, and then continued, “Just, just like now. Like, like this, lying down.”
As she spoke, due to some stimulation, tears also appeared in her eyes.
The snake had transformed into a beautiful woman, and at this moment, her eyes and brows were tinged with a flush.
Her sandalwood mouth was slightly open, her hair was completely soaked, dripping.
In the midst of her narrative, she sought relief after a spasm. After a moment, her fingertips continued to tremble, and she spoke again.
“Did you know? I used to be like this, coiling, coiling without shape. This is how I was when I was first a snake.”
Han Xiao was never a person who liked to reminisce about the past, and she would certainly not expose her past.
For one, she would not tell others her origin. The noble head disciple of a sect being a demon, how terrifying.
For another, she would certainly not tell others that she had once been a soft-skinned snake that couldn’t even straighten its back.
To say that Han Xiao, having been a demon for so many years, the head disciple of an Immortal Lord for so many years, did not have pride and self-esteem would be impossible.
Once, Han Xiao had even thought that if she were to peel off her own skin and flesh, every bone inside would be inlaid with the two words “arrogance.”
She had always thought so, always believed so.
Until that day, the tear that fell in the Cave of Severed Affections had shattered all her prideful spine. Only then did Han Xiao suddenly realize that the thousands of years she had spent in the Nether Realm, in the human world, were just a wasted stretch of time.
The sounds of swallowing pleasure and sobbing were mixed together.
Jiang Chunai suddenly realized the meaning behind Han Xiao’s words.
Is that so? Telling her what it was like when she used to be a snake, how lowly, how fragile.
“I-I’ve never told anyone before,” Han Xiao added in a hoarse voice, panting in between.
In this dark, quiet cave, a gorgeous flower bloomed, overflowing with a rich fragrance.
And her secret.
Han Xiao just wanted to confess to her like this.
But…
“Oh,” Jiang Chunai’s tone was clear and calm. “How a snake is, is that something a human should care about?”
Han Xiao was struck as if by lightning, her body stiffening, wanting to swallow this bitter fruit of bitterness, along with the sour comfort that rushed to her head.
Doesn’t my junior sister like me anymore?
…To say such a thing, while still doing such a thing.
Han Xiao was silent, only panting and pleading, “Then can you care about me a little?”
Jiang Chunai just gave her a cold glance. “I’ve already done enough.”
Her fingertips, moving with a wet heat, had already given Han Xiao enough forgiveness and pardon.
Jiang Chunai was not the kind of person who held grudges, or rather, those memories did not really exist, which made her not very willing to retaliate against Han Xiao with an eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth.
Her true thoughts had already been made as clear as possible.
—The best outcome for her and Han Xiao was to never see each other again from now on.
“Ugh,” Han Xiao swallowed and flicked her tongue, her forked tongue dripping with saliva, mixing with the trickling sound of water from the cave walls, the folds of the stone, making it even harder to hear clearly.
Just get the business done.
Although Jiang Chunai was also troubled by the Passion Lure, her mind was more determined. She had not become like Han Xiao, clinging to her bonelessly, as if she could not live without Jiang Chunai.
She was still sobbing, as if she were trapped in this mire of passion and unable to extricate herself.
But Jiang Chunai saw it more clearly than her. “It’s your turn.”
Han Xiao’s eyes were still filled with shimmering tears. She just wanted to use the opportunity to reach up to Jiang Chunai’s face.
However, Jiang Chunai did not give her this chance, but moved away from Han Xiao’s face as she tried to approach, her voice cold, pushing her away. “Don’t touch my lips.”
She had heard her “hissing” sound.
Han Xiao was silent, her pupils suddenly widening, her moist lips involuntarily parting slightly.
She was surprised, and she was also hurt by these words.
But besides doing as Jiang Chunai said, she had no other choice.
Because Jiang Chunai being willing to be with her now was already the greatest gift to her.
Perhaps, Junior Sister Chunai just couldn’t get over this hurdle.
Thinking this, Han Xiao gently moved back and lifted Jiang Chunai’s water-soaked fingers.
The snake’s tongue was long and thin, able to reach every crevice of her fingers, not missing any part of her hand.
She licked the sticky liquid clean.
Before she had licked it clean, the liquid had condensed into droplets on her knuckles, reflecting the shape of them intertwined.
Han Xiao’s confession tonight was all true.
She used to be a soft-skinned snake that couldn’t stand up straight. This was her nature.
So, no matter how clumsily she had imitated human things now, for her to return to her original boneless, soft-skinned snake state was as easy as flipping her hand.
In the half-light, a snake was “hissing.”
How clever and cold-blooded a snake was. How to flatter, how to please, even Han Xiao knew a thing or two.
This was a skill she had learned as a snake, after observing the human world.
Although Jiang Chunai had said that she could not touch her lips.
In other words, she could not kiss her.
That was also fine. She could not gain her trust, so she thought of pleasing her.
The wind and rain outside the cave had not yet stopped.
Jiang Chunai was like she was in the rain, like a duckweed floating on the water.
She vaguely remembered many things.
So vaguely that the heavy rain outside the window had also become a drizzle.
The sound of trickling water flowed in her ears, occasionally mixed with some slightly piercing sounds.
It was probably the sound of the threads of passion created by the Passion Lure.
It’s finally over. From now on, the best outcome is to never see each other again, Jiang Chunai thought.
The rain outside the cave stopped. Jiang Chunai planned to leave.
This time, Han Xiao probably had no reason to keep her.
However, to her surprise, Han Xiao still called out to her, “…Chunai.”
Jiang Chunai frowned and turned her head in displeasure, looking her up and down.
The lines under Han Xiao’s eyes had already disappeared. The two of them were now very “normal.”
Jiang Chunai roughly calculated the time. It had probably been one or two years since the two of them had been afflicted with the Passion Lure.
This time was still long. What about next time? She didn’t care.
Love was when it was. She didn’t care about a future that hadn’t arrived and was unpredictable.
Things would sort themselves out. She didn’t want to get entangled with Han Xiao because of this inexplicable Passion Lure.
To avoid exploding and dying, did she have to keep having intercourse with Han Xiao?
She would not do something so foolish.
This time, their relationship was mutually beneficial. She had been much more magnanimous than Han Xiao had been at that time.
At least, she had not fiercely raised her sword and told her to get lost.
“The rain has stopped, I can go down the mountain now,” Jiang Chunai said with a sarcastic smile. “Because it’s daytime, on the mountain path, I won’t run into any demons or ill-intentioned cultivators.”
She was still being pointed, still saying she was wrong.
It was her fault, Han Xiao knew.
Han Xiao still had that hurt expression on her face. “Chunai, you’re still angry with me.”
“…Or what?” Jiang Chunai sneered. “Is there anything else you want to say? If not, I’m going down the mountain.”
Chang Xin, Zhi Zhi, and Lan Xu were still waiting for her.
She didn’t know where they had gone.
She hoped they were alright.
If not for this demon, for wasting a whole night on the mountain, she would definitely be reunited with her fellow disciples.
“There is,” Han Xiao said.
Jiang Chunai frowned slightly. “If you have something to say, just say it.”
“I…” Han Xiao’s voice was low. “Do you remember our first time…”
Jiang Chunai suddenly felt that this person was so boring.
Hesitant in her speech, looking before and after.
What was it about her that had made her fall so deeply in love with her before?
Jiang Chunai herself didn’t know.
“What is it?” Jiang Chunai said coldly. “I have things to do.”
Don’t bother her anymore.
What’s the point of bothering her with such meaningless actions?
“I know what you’ve done. But now that you’re a city lord in the Nether Realm, lighting beacons day and night is probably a waste of resources. There’s no need to do such things anymore.”
Jiang Chunai even suspected that the appearance of the Ghost Gate today was also Han Xiao’s doing.
She was truly a boring woman.
Or snake. In short, a boring creature.
It was just a pity that her former self had been blind and had mistaken Han Xiao’s boredom, her inability to have a normal conversation with others, for a treasure, thinking she was a truly wonderful person.
Cold and transcendent, with powerful strength, who wouldn’t like her?
She had really been blind.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chunai sneered again.
As she had expected, Han Xiao was now silent, just murmuring, “Don’t go…”
This time, Jiang Chunai’s patience was completely exhausted. She turned around, but a series of hurried footsteps came from behind her.
Han Xiao grabbed her arm. “Chunai! Our first time in the cave, the energy triggered the birth of a snake egg!”
A huge impact came from her arm and her heart.
Jiang Chunai was stunned and turned her head in astonishment, looking at Han Xiao.
Han Xiao’s face was serious, and tears were even hanging from her eyelashes, not yet dried by the wind.
…Han Xiao was actually a person who did not lie.
But now? Jiang Chunai did not know.
“What did you say? What snake egg?”
Han Xiao said, “That time we first had intercourse, the demonic energy leaked out and triggered the snake egg.”
“I know. Then where is the snake egg now?” Jiang Chunai looked at her suspiciously. “And where did you get this snake egg?”
Everything Han Xiao had said just now had not moved her, only this snake egg was an exception.
Their intercourse had produced a snake egg. In other words, they were the two mothers of this snake egg.
This matter, for Jiang Chunai, was no less than a bolt from the blue.
It was even more terrifying than the Passion Lure planted by the evil cultivator, which had mistakenly connected them.
That was just a few crimson-black lines. But if it was a snake egg…
Then it was a living life.
“In my sea of consciousness,” Han Xiao said hesitantly. “At that time, I thought you were dead. Later one day, I found this snake egg in my sea of consciousness.”
She still remembered how at a loss she had been when she had taken out the snake egg at that time.
…This was probably her first time being a mother.
“This snake egg, where is it now?”
“In the Nether Realm,” Han Xiao replied quickly, as if she had been brewing this answer for a long time. “Chunai, will you come back with me to see it?”
But Jiang Chunai resolutely denied it. “No. Who knows if there really is such a snake egg? If you’re lying to me, how will I get out of the Nether Realm?”
Han Xiao was silent.
She had not expected that her image in Jiang Chunai’s heart had become like this.
Unreasonable, making things up… like a chaotic newborn baby?
She was unwilling to accept this reality, so she continued to pester her. “If you’re not willing to go to the Nether Realm, then I’ll accompany you down the mountain, okay?”
“…After a day, the formation of the Nine Sages of Mengling is not so murderous. I can help,” she said with the utmost humility, not a compromise, but a complete surrender.
However, Jiang Chunai was also ungrateful. “I’ve also said that you staying here is the greatest mercy to me. Han Xiao, there was never a beginning between us. If there really was a beginning, then there was. Do you want to hear it?”
Han Xiao stared blankly at Jiang Chunai, a glimmer of confusion in her dark, golden pupils, and at the same time, a bit of hope flashed by.
“—Between us, there is only hatred,” she said coldly and turned to walk out of the cave.
Yes, between her and Han Xiao, besides hatred, what else was there?
She had killed her, it was that simple.
Jiang Chunai had never failed Han Xiao, had never failed her in anything, yet this was the result.
As for the tragic drama that Han Xiao had staged in front of everyone, saying something about a wedding dress and mourning clothes to marry her deceased wife, that was just a trick to move herself.
There had never been a beginning between them.
If there was, it could only be hatred.
It was that simple a relationship.
Jiang Chunai walked out of the cave.
Han Xiao stood there blankly. In an instant, she also didn’t care that her clothes were in disarray and rushed out, wanting to call out to Jiang Chunai, “Chunai!”
She so hoped that Jiang Chunai would look back at her one more time.
Clearly, clearly they had just done such an intimate thing last night.
But the words Jiang Chunai had said were not a bluff.
She left, completely, without any reluctance.
Han Xiao stood there woodenly.
She remembered her and Jiang Chunai’s youth, or more accurately, Jiang Chunai’s youth.
At that time, Jiang Chunai, relying on her bit of clumsy skill, would leap gracefully among the branches, shaking a shower of morning dew on her.
Han Xiao just pretended not to know, and calmly patted the morning dew from her clothes.
It was as if Jiang Chunai had done something a bit “too much,” but she still did not look up to give Jiang Chunai another glance.
Yes, just like her past indifference, Jiang Chunai was also treating her with such indifference.
Memories, one by one, were like a knife cutting her.
She watched Jiang Chunai’s receding back, gradually melting into the morning mist.
It was sunrise now, with a brilliant golden light flowing for thousands of miles.
A scene full of life, but her heart was as cold as ice that had not melted for ten thousand years.
She stood there foolishly for a while, suddenly realizing that she had never done anything with Jiang Chunai.
Like in the mortal world, the things that many lovers would do.
Watching the sunrise and sunset together, the moon rise and fall…
All of these things, she had not done with Jiang Chunai.
What was there between them? There was only one-sided love. Han Xiao would rather say these four words than admit Jiang Chunai’s version.
She didn’t want there to be only “hatred” between them.
She thought, she must do with Jiang Chunai the things that lovers in the mortal world did. To watch the sunrise and sunset, the moon rise and fall, the stars shift…
Or the immortal realm’s lantern festival, the Nether Realm’s demon plays, she wanted to see all of these with Jiang Chunai.
She only hoped that she would give her a chance, grant her a look back.
Han Xiao just stood there woodenly, fantasizing, quietly waiting for time to pass. But in an instant, the situation changed dramatically.
By the time she reacted, the sky had changed in an instant. The sun had been bright just a moment ago, but now it was suddenly covered with dark clouds, a gloomy scene that looked like it was about to rain.
…It was clearly a sunny day, how could it suddenly be about to rain?
Han Xiao looked at the sky in a daze, not knowing how the sky could change like this.
She lowered her head, fumbling with her fingers with difficulty.
She was still savoring the events of last night.
But Jiang Chunai had left her so unfeelingly, and she was still standing there foolishly, as if waiting for some kind of ending.
She held an unrealistic fantasy, that Jiang Chunai would turn back, would look at her, would deliberately slow down on the road to let her catch up.
But in the past, Han Xiao herself seemed to have never done so.
At this moment, Han Xiao suddenly understood where this emotion came from.
Just like this suddenly changing sky. She had never watched the sunrise with Jiang Chunai. In the stories of mortals, that was of course a love experience that would make everyone envious—
The sunrise, it should naturally be a brilliant golden light, but no one had told her that the sky would change so dramatically, from a bright sunny sky to a deathly stillness.
She had always thought that Jiang Chunai would not leave her, so she had naturally assumed that their entanglement would be long, and would not come to an end.
Since Jiang Chunai “died,” Han Xiao had never been able to move on. Instead, she had plunged headfirst into this sea of love, sinking and floating several times.
She seemed to have finally gained some understanding of this emotion.
But Jiang Chunai had left her again.
Or perhaps, it couldn’t even be called “again.” Had she stopped liking her long ago?
At the thought of this possibility, Han Xiao’s heart began to ache, a bloody opening revealing the bones within.
It was not enough to repay.
On the way down the mountain, she was suddenly caught in a heavy rain. Jiang Chunai could only cast a rain-repelling spell and continue to walk among the steep cliffs and stone walls.
What a hassle. If I hadn’t wasted my breath with Han Xiao this morning, if I had set out as soon as I woke up, I definitely wouldn’t have been caught in this downpour.
Tsk.
I helped her out of kindness, and in return, I got caught in the rain. Jiang Chunai sneered.
In fact, what she remembered most about last night’s encounter was not the moving, gentle low voice, but the vulnerability in Han Xiao’s eyes when she had sat down.
She had leaned over her, telling her word by word that she had once been a soft-skinned snake.
And at that time, she could only rely on her, she could not leave her.
As if in the whole world, she only needed her.
And Han Xiao had indeed done so later.
She was a snake, with a long experience. She seemed to have a certain ability in serving people.
…Jiang Chunai actually found it hard to describe this feeling.
Blame her? It was only right.
Not blame her? There was always the distance of a river of life and death between them.
“Eh! Senior Sister Chunai!” Zhi Zhi’s voice came from not far away.
Jiang Chunai immediately came back to her senses, and without a trace of reluctance, she brushed her hair aside and ran in Zhi Zhi’s direction.
She did not see the woman standing against the wind on a cliff not far away.