Senior Sister Went Mad After My Fake Death Chapter 49

Jiang Chunai was packing her things to go back.
She had already made up her mind. When she returned to Yanqiu, she would find Yu Lingzi and ask her Master to restore her former memories.
It was not yet time to leave, and not everyone was here. So Jiang Chunai started packing first. Suddenly, a happy call came from behind, “Senior Sister Chunai! Senior Sister Chunai!”
Jiang Chunai stopped what she was doing and turned her head to look at the source of the voice. It was none other than Zhi Zhi.
Zhi Zhi hadn’t brought anything with her, so now that she had to pack to go back, Jiang Chunai had packed for her, while she herself had run off to play.
Perhaps because she was young and liked to play, her three senior sisters had all allowed her to go.
“Zhi Zhi?” Jiang Chunai smiled. “Where have you been? I was about to say, if you didn’t come back, my sisters and I would have come looking for you.”
Zhi Zhi scratched her head in embarrassment and took off the veil from her face—now Zhi Zhi was even more afraid to show her four eyes in front of cultivators. If some cultivator who hated demons as much as their own enemies were to carelessly mistake her for a demon released from the Ghost Gate, then she would surely be dead.
She was holding several beautiful, light blue sword tassels in her hand.
“I went to buy this,” she said.
Jiang Chunai curiously took a sword tassel from her hand and asked, “You bought it? There’s someone selling sword tassels nearby?”
She held it, observing the novel design and exquisite workmanship of the sword tassel. The overall color was light blue, but the pattern was unique, blooming petal by petal.
Looking closer, the sword tassel was also dotted with black… beads?
Jiang Chunai didn’t know what it was. Just as she was about to touch it, she heard Lan Xu’s cold voice from the side, “We’re all packing to leave, and you’re running off to buy such a small thing? What kind of money did that person take for the sword tassels?”
Zhi Zhi was scolded again and could only say aggrievedly, “I don’t have any spirit essence. That cultivator said she made these tassels herself and it wasn’t convenient to take them back, so she just took advantage of everyone being on Mount Xialian, with many cultivators and many buyers, to see if she could sell them all.”
As she spoke, she also vividly described the spectacular scene of everyone buying the tassels at that time.
Because the person was selling them for a cheap price, and the tassels were beautifully made, they were quickly sold out.
“I was late when I went. That cultivator sister was already packing up. Then, I just stood there, looking at her for a long time, and I almost took off my veil,” Zhi Zhi whispered, looking left and right. “The cultivator sister was still regretfully telling me that she had no more, but just as she finished packing, she was surprised to find that she had some left!”
“This must be ‘perseverance pays off.’ She saw that I hadn’t left, so she gave me all the remaining ones for the price of one.”
After Jiang Chunai heard this, she nodded and said, “This is indeed a wonderful thing. If there are four here, then it’s just right for the four of us, one for each.”
Zhi Zhi’s eyes lit up. “That’s right, that’s right! Let’s each have one, but I think this one is definitely suitable for Senior Sister.”
Which one?
Zhi Zhi’s finger moved down, pointing to the one in Jiang Chunai’s hand. “This one, Senior Sister. Look at the shape of the flower on it.”
“Is there anything unique about the shape of this flower? I’ve never seen this kind of flower before,” Jiang Chunai asked.
The shape of the flower was very complex.
Yes, the shape of the flower could be described as “complex.” The embroidery from the flower head to the flower stem was dense, of varying depths, and layered. Paired with the faint black light spots that Jiang Chunai had just observed, it had a sense of elegance and tranquility, like a lamp that lit up without a wick.
Zhi Zhi said, “Yes, I also heard it from that cultivator sister. She said this thing is called a ‘lantern flower.’ ‘The moon shines for a thousand miles, the sleepless lantern flower.’ She said this is a unique flower of their sect.”
“It has such an origin?” Jiang Chunai was surprised. “But since it has an origin, that’s good.”
In that instant, the scene from the Pearl of Retrospection came to her mind: she had mistakenly entered the secret realm, killed a flower demon, and then been afflicted with the Passion Lure.
Thinking of this, Jiang Chunai lowered her head and murmured, “This flower is indeed beautiful, but, but…”
Those black light spots were really a bit strange.
Even though the air was dry, these black light spots were moist, like a flickering dark fire in the night; and it was as if, in an instant, these dark fires could be connected into a line, just like the lines on the inside of her wrist, tightly wrapped and hidden by her wrist guards…
Entangling her and dragging her into a similarly damp situation.
To sink together, to be tightly entangled…
The strange thought didn’t last long before new news came.
“Eh, Zhi Zhi is back?” Chang Xin ran back, panting, and said, “Let’s go, is everyone packed? The Nine Sages of Mengling are gathering all the cultivators at the foot of the mountain!”
Lan Xu crossed her arms and said coldly, “The Nine Sages of Mengling? They have the nerve to show up?”
They had almost died at their hands.
Zhi Zhi nodded with lingering fear. “What are they gathering all the cultivators for? They’re not going to kill everyone, are they?”
Chang Xin shook her head. “That’s not likely. There are several hundred cultivators on Mount Xialian now. For the sake of righteousness and for their own benefit, they wouldn’t do such a stupid thing.”
This was very true.
But the actions of the Nine Sages of Mengling that day had made Lan Xu and Zhi Zhi very angry, their hearts full of resentment.
It was only human nature. No one would be willing to see the people of Mengling.
“Let’s go!”
While Jiang Chunai was answering “alright,” she put away the sword tassel with a heavy heart.
Along the way, because of Zhi Zhi’s lively atmosphere, she forgot about the strange point of the sword tassel again.
A sword tassel, a sword tassel, why not hang it on a sword?
Jiang Chunai hung it up.
But the place between the flower head and the flower stem seemed to have a small opening specially left there.
At the foot of Mount Xialian.
Su Yanchen sat high on a rock, looking down at everyone.
The other eight people were arranged behind her or below the rock, in a formation like stars surrounding the moon.
“Everyone…” Su Yanchen saw that everyone had arrived, and only then did she clear her throat and prepare to speak.
There were also people from the Bright Snow Sect in the crowd. Jing Shun’s face looked extremely unhappy. He was leaning on his sword, whispering something to his junior disciple.
“Hmm, Daoist Chang is also here—” Su Yanchen’s eyes suddenly lit up. She casually raised her hand and greeted Chang Xin’s group. “Long time no see.”
Lan Xu and Zhi Zhi both cursed at the same time, “How can she be so thick-skinned?”
“I could never do that!”
Jiang Chunai deeply agreed.
Out of politeness, Chang Xin still replied to Su Yanchen.
Su Yanchen was now sitting high on a protruding rock. Her long, moon-white dress billowed with her long, dark, waterfall-like hair, giving her the air of someone giving orders.
“She’s really found the feeling of being the boss,” Lan Xu hated her with a passion, not stopping for a moment to curse her and her eight accomplices in a low voice.
There’s nothing we can do, there’s no evidence now, Jiang Chunai comforted her.
“Alright, alright, Lan Xu, don’t think about it for now. We can’t just go up and settle scores with her right now, can we? A gentleman’s revenge is not too late even after ten years.”
She spoke in a gentle, soft voice, without a hint of impatience.
Even though Lan Xu was acting more like an impulsive child.
Comforted by Jiang Chunai, Lan Xu’s irritable mood was immediately swept away.
“Alright, since Chunai says so, then I’ll do it.”
“Mm-hmm!” Jiang Chunai also smiled.
Zhi Zhi was pondering on the side, why did she and Lan Xu always bicker, but Sister Lan Xu never bickered with Senior Sister Chunai?
Or rather, not only did she not bicker with Senior Sister Chunai, but every time she was in a bad mood, Senior Sister Chunai’s words could always soothe her.
Perhaps this was the difference between humans and spiders. Because she, for one, couldn’t stand Lan Xu’s strange temper at all!
Of course, swapping the two people’s positions in that sentence would also be valid.
Su Yanchen on the stage was still talking at length, “Everyone, this time the Ghost Gate has appeared in the mortal world. There must be something strange about it…”
“After our immortal manor’s investigation, we found some strange things. That is, among the cultivators who were sucked into the Ghost Gate, the number of those who unfortunately died is as high as forty.”
The crowd was silent, their faces tense, as if covered with a layer of frost.
Death.
Life and death were a heavy topic to begin with. It was natural to be in awe of it.
“We are also very sad about this,” Su Yanchen’s eyes dimmed, but then her tone changed. “However, we found something strange.”
Someone in the crowd asked her, “What is strange? Weren’t those cultivators who died killed by the ghosts of the Ghost Gate?”
Su Yanchen nodded. “They were indeed killed by the ghosts of the Ghost Gate. But their manner of death was very strange. When they were alive, they were quite plump. But when they died, their limbs were small and their bodies were shriveled.”
“Unfortunately, I happened to know this cultivator before. He used to be built like a tiger and a bear. It’s impossible for his limbs to have shrunk and for him to have become thinner after he died. If it were the latter, then it could indeed be said that the Ghost Gate had sucked his yang energy. But what’s the deal with his limbs shrinking?”
At this time, someone added, “Yes, he’s not the only one with the same situation. Many of the other dead also had this situation. Their limbs were unusually small, and overall, they looked like they had been sucked dry.”
The crowd fell into a dead silence again, as quiet as a mouse, and no one said a word.
What Su Yanchen said was not without reason, Jiang Chunai thought.
The Ghost Gate had appeared. Was it really that there was nothing strange going on? But according to them, the Ghost Gate was controlled by the former City Lord of the Crimson Smelting City, Pugu Yanxi.
In that case, the opening and closing of the Ghost Gate was mainly related to the Crimson Smelting City. In other words, it also had a thousand threads of connection with Han Xiao.
…Could it be that Han Xiao had directly killed these cultivators?
Before Jiang Chunai could think further, Jing Shun, who had been talking to his junior disciple on the side, suddenly flew up the stone steps and said something to Su Yanchen.
The two of them instantly froze on the spot. After a long while, Su Yanchen confirmed again, “You mean to say that the Bright Snow Sect also encountered the same situation at that time?”
“Yes,” Jing Shun nodded.
Later, the two of them said something else, but their brows were always furrowed and never relaxed. In the end, they just casually said a few words and let the cultivators go back on their own.
Chang Xin felt that the situation was strange, so she pulled Jiang Chunai and the others to wait in place. After everyone had left, she immediately went forward to ask what had happened.
Although Yanqiu was small, it was indeed a force to be reckoned with.
Even though there were rifts between Su Yanchen, Jing Shun, and Chang Xin, in a time of crisis, they were still forced to be open with each other.
Chang Xin asked the two of them what they had been discussing just now and if they had come to any conclusion.
As it turned out, back when Han Xiao had broken her seal and revealed her true snake form, many innocent cultivators had been killed at that time.
It was only when the people of the Bright Snow Sect were cleaning up the mess later that they discovered that the bodies of these innocent cultivators all had a similar characteristic.
“…shrunken limbs, shriveled bodies, their yang energy sucked dry, not a single wisp of soul left in their bodies.”
When Su Yanchen said this, Jing Shun added, “But the most tragic deaths were still those cultivators in the Zhaoyang Forbidden Ground. Their faces were so distorted that we couldn’t even recognize them by their appearance. And because Zhang Ziga had committed suicide, the Bright Lamp Pavilion was almost completely destroyed. We couldn’t even judge by the bright lamps.”
“Then what did you do?”
“In the end, we used the Quiescence Brocade to make a reluctant judgment and found the original people. In short, these two actions can both be seen as Han Xiao’s handiwork.”
Chang Xin had been listening quietly. At this point, she spoke up, “You are, after all, a former fellow disciple of Han Xiao. What do you think she’s thinking?”
“What is she thinking?” Jing Shun tilted his head, a contemptuous smile on his lips. “I suspect she just wants to do evil. A demon like her, who knows where she got such a beautiful jade-like facade. It must have taken a lot of effort to suppress the beastly nature in her heart, right?”
The others did not say anything. This person, it seemed, could not be objective whenever the topic of Han Xiao was mentioned.
But Su Yanchen said, “I still remember that day when Han Xiao opened the coffin… what she did, and the appearance of the bodies of these people, it looks very much like she wants to resurrect someone.”
“Resurrect Jiang Chunai?” Jing Shun said subconsciously. “I don’t think so.”
Chang Xin: “Why not?”
“…Because on the day she broke her seal, it didn’t seem like it was intentional. Didn’t she later go to the Wunian Sect to snatch a divine artifact?” Jiang Chunai suddenly spoke up, and the others looked at her strangely.
After all, her face was unfamiliar.
But Su Yanchen had been staring at her intently. “Speaking of which, young lady, I haven’t asked for your name yet. That day, it was such a coincidence that we met…”
She said this with a deep meaning.
Han Xiao had been with this little girl, and in the end, she had even broken the formation to snatch her away.
Now, how could this little girl be back?
Su Yanchen’s phoenix eyes slanted over, with a look of scrutiny and sizing up.
Jiang Chunai felt guilty, but her face did not show it. She casually made up a fake name for herself.
She was very worried that Su Yanchen would ask her about what had happened later, but the latter did not ask.
They continued to talk about the reason for Han Xiao’s actions.
“Daoist Jing should go back and take a look. On your mountain, are there any marks of a formation… this is very important. I also need to look for it,” Su Yanchen said.
Killing so many people, just for a resurrection formation?
Jiang Chunai couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy.
In fact, it wasn’t just Han Xiao’s breaking of the seal last time that was full of suspicious points. Even this encounter on Mount Xialian was strange.
The cultivators who had been sucked into the Ghost Gate must have had their souls devoured by some demon. Was it Han Xiao’s doing?
But she had been with them all along as “Ping’an,” and had stayed with her in the cave at night.
Then, why did she do these things?
And Han Xiao seemed not to have the time to do these things.
The trip to Mount Xialian soon came to an end. They all had to go back.
Jiang Chunai wanted to go back even sooner. She had to see Yu Lingzi and ask her if she could restore her former memories and abilities.
And Chang Xin, as Yu Lingzi’s prized disciple, also had to report everything she had encountered on Mount Xialian to her Master.
After a long journey, the few of them returned to Yanqiu and went to see their Master, Yu Lingzi.
The ceiling of the great hall was still adorned with stars and constellations, shimmering with a faint light. But today, Yu Lingzi was rarely not holding a flower and sprinkling immortal dew.
She heard someone coming.
Zhi Zhi, because she had not been cultivating diligently, had been scolded by her Master several times. And she thought she wouldn’t be able to say anything useful, so she didn’t go.
So Yu Lingzi received Chang Xin, Jiang Chunai, and Lan Xu.
After the usual greetings, Yu Lingzi had Chang Xin tell her everything that had happened on Mount Xialian.
“I heard that your encounter on Mount Xialian this time was not peaceful.”
Yu Lingzi knew all things past and present. Such a matter naturally could not be hidden from her.
Chang Xin finished her report normally, naturally not leaving out the fact that Han Xiao had disguised herself as “Ping’an” and had walked with them, and had in the end been attacked by the people of Mengling Immortal Manor.
Hearing this, Yu Lingzi, who had been listening intently, actually smiled. “The people of Mengling are really eager for quick success.”
But in the current immortal sects, it seemed everyone was eager for quick success.
“Oh? Han Xiao directly revealed her true form and took Chunai away, so the people of Mengling gave up?” Yu Lingzi said with great interest. “I didn’t expect that.”
Jiang Chunai was embarrassed and silent, not even nodding her head.
This embarrassing thing had happened countless times. When Su Yanchen had asked her on Mount Xialian, she had been extremely worried about revealing herself.
But fortunately, this was in front of her Master. Her Master had seen everything with the Pearl of Retrospection.
Yu Lingzi didn’t ask what had happened that night, but had Chang Xin continue.
Then the focus was on those cultivators whose yang energy and souls had been sucked dry.
Chang Xin: “According to Jing Shun, back when Han Xiao broke her seal and revealed her true form, the bodies of some cultivators were already in this state. They speculate that Han Xiao is performing some kind of resurrection formation.”
Yu Lingzi smiled lightly and glanced at Jiang Chunai. “Who do you think Han Xiao is trying to resurrect?”
This sudden glance made Jiang Chunai quite embarrassed, and the other two were also at a loss.
Chang Xin said in a low voice, “Uh, could it be… is Han Xiao doing this for Junior Sister Chunai?”
Jiang Chunai suddenly felt a heavy weight on her shoulders.
If these people had died for her, she would never be at peace in this lifetime.
…Other people slew demons and defended the righteous path, with thousands of lives behind them. If she were to be connected with a demon like Han Xiao, then she would be carrying the weight of thousands of lives.
“I have something else to say,” but Yu Lingzi did not continue this topic. “Han Xiao’s current incorrigible and sealed appearance is exactly the same as Chongji’s…”
“Master, have you personally seen Chongji?”
Yu Lingzi shook her head. “How could I have seen her? That was a god from ancient times. I’ve just read some books, taken some liberties, and reproduced the scene of that time. In this era, everyone only knows that Han Xiao was sealed three times, completely unaware that back then, Chongji had resisted stubbornly…”
“The gods spent a lot of power to seal Chongji, and Chongji broke the seal a full fifteen times.”
Fifteen times. How terrifying it sounded.
“But since the last sealing, she has been silent ever since, with no news for many, many years,” Yu Lingzi only said this much.
The rest was left for Jiang Chunai and the others to guess.
Then, where had Chongji gone?
Lan Xu directly asked the most crucial question.
But Yu Lingzi just shook her head.
“Alright, I already know what you encountered on Mount Xialian. If there’s nothing else, you can go. I’m still busy watering the flowers.”
She really hadn’t watered the flowers today.
So Chang Xin, Lan Xu, and the others bowed again and withdrew together, but Jiang Chunai did not leave.
Yu Lingzi slowly finished watering the flowers with immortal dew. When she turned her head and saw that Jiang Chunai was still there, she was a bit surprised. “You didn’t leave?”
Jiang Chunai shook her head. “Master, Chunai has a request.”
“You… you want to restore your previous memories?”
As expected of Master.
Jiang Chunai bit her lip and said fiercely, “Yes, but not entirely.”
Yu Lingzi looked at her with a hint of surprise. “Then what else do you want?”
“Chunai wants to restore her former cultivation in the Bright Snow Sect. Now that Han Xiao is causing trouble and harming all directions, if there really is a day when we have to face each other in battle, Chunai does not want to be unable to lift her sword, unable to harm her, and can only rely on others, hoping that Han Xiao will let me off.”
Putting aside her and Han Xiao’s tangled affairs, Han Xiao was a demon king who had committed many evils, and she was a cultivator on the side of justice.
In terms of both reason and emotion, she should not have anything more to do with Han Xiao.
She did not want to be controlled by others.
Yu Lingzi’s eyes burned as she looked at Jiang Chunai’s eyes.
That pair of light, glass-like pupils were filled with sincerity.
This child’s will was indeed very firm.
Since it was firm, then so be it.
Yu Lingzi nodded lightly. “Alright, but to restore your memories… one more thing is needed.”
“What is needed?”
“Your blood,” Yu Lingzi said concisely. “Show me your forearm.”
Jiang Chunai obediently showed her forearm.
Yu Lingzi took a flower from the immortal dew bottle, scattered it into the air, opened a very small cut, and took some blood.
“Alright, that’s enough.”
“…Then, Master, when can I recover?” Jiang Chunai asked.
Yu Lingzi said, “You can come back in five days to restore your memories.”
Jiang Chunai bowed in thanks and took her leave.
There seemed to be a faint reluctance on Yu Lingzi’s face.
She knew that if Jiang Chunai recovered her former memories, it would be difficult for her to stay in Yanqiu.
…She was, after all, the person that Immortal Lord Yang Nian had brought back to the Bright Snow Sect.
This point would never change.
However, she had another use for Jiang Chunai’s blood.
All the people of Yanqiu were descendants of Nuwa.
She was used to corresponding each cultivator with a god formed from Nuwa’s intestines.
Jiang Chunai was probably different.
…Yu Lingzi saw a bloodstain appear in the void and smiled helplessly.
It was indeed new.
She took out an immortal brush, drew an eighth frame, and circled the blood she had collected from Jiang Chunai.
That night, Jiang Chunai did not sleep soundly. Thin lines grew wildly from somewhere, trapping her.
A damp feeling filled her whole body.
It was as if she were in a state of bone-deep tenderness and pleasure.
The damp feeling all over her body, she could only think of one thing.
That was the sour comfort of that snake “hissing,” its tongue licking her whole body.
Opening her eyes, it was as if she were in a mirror of a thousand eyes, a million pupils, dark pupils mixed with golden lines, making it impossible to look away.
She could only look at that eye, only look at that group of eyes, tens of thousands of eyes.
Someone was staring at her, someone was watching her.
When she opened her eyes, she only saw her sword hanging high, reflecting the cold white moonlight, crystal clear.
She had just woken up from a chaotic dream. Ah, it was all a fantasy.
Thinking this, she closed her eyes again, forcing herself to close her eyes.
But she was completely unaware that the layered petals on the sword tassel had, in a moment, become like a living thing.
The dark pupils mixed with golden lines were exactly the same as what Jiang Chunai had just seen in her chaotic dream.
The protruding eyeball rolled gently.
At the same time, Han Xiao’s eyeball also rolled gently.
She could only look at her.
She must look at her.
She must also look at her.
Only in this way could the jealous bitterness she had felt today be slightly relieved.
Han Xiao lowered her gaze, not caring about her own damp bed.