Senior Sister Went Mad After My Fake Death Chapter 68

Jiang Chunai was horrified. “Chongji, what nonsense are you spouting?”
Chongji shrugged. “I never spout nonsense. Very well, Jiang Chunai, seeing as you’ve come, I will be merciful and tell these people the truth—” He lifted his gaze slightly, his eyes sweeping over the cultivators below as if inspecting them.
“Let them die knowing the truth. After all, I must rely on these fools for my revival.” As he spoke, Chongji burst into laughter, the sound growing more terrifying with each passing moment, pounding against everyone’s eardrums and hearts.
His voice dripped with mockery. “First, I must inform the number two ant of the Mengling Immortal Manor, Su Yanchen. Let me tell you, I was revived long ago.”
Su Yanchen’s eyes widened in disbelief. “What did you say? You were revived?”
That’s impossible. She knew exactly where every Spirit Spring Rejuvenation Formation in the world was activated. And there was no way the tenth activation could have escaped her notice.
Chongji sneered. “What else? Who told you that my Spirit Spring Rejuvenation Formation needed to be performed ten times?”
This was a question Su Yanchen had never considered. She froze, only managing to ask hesitantly after a long moment, “Nuwa’s intestines… didn’t they transform into ten gods?”
“Ten gods, ten seals on me, so ten Spirit Spring Rejuvenation Formations are needed?” Chongji’s mocking tone grew louder. “Truly foolish. I am also one of the ten gods. Are you suggesting I was meant to seal myself?”
“You!” Su Yanchen was aghast.
In other words, nine Spirit Spring Rejuvenation Formations… which meant Chongji had already been revived. When the crowd understood the meaning behind his words, they all stared at him in utter disbelief.
“Unfortunately, it wasn’t nine times either,” Chongji said, his lips curling into another mocking arc. “That fool Xiangyi ran off to fall in love with a mortal and was the first to fall to my assault. She didn’t have the power to seal me.”
Jiang Chunai’s heart suddenly clenched. Yes, she had heard people say that the god Xiangyi had indulged in love and was the first to be attacked.
This meant that only eight activations of the Spirit Spring Rejuvenation Formation were needed to revive Chongji.
The crowd grew more terrified, waiting for Chongji to continue.
Beads of sweat dotted Su Yanchen’s forehead as she checked with the others on the formation’s status. Chongji was speaking to them so casually, even revealing the truth, which clearly meant he had no scruples.
She was filled with worry.
Chongji tilted his head up slightly. “Activating these eight formations wasn’t easy. Every year, someone tries to seal me. Those eight old fools never let me go. Fortunately… don’t you mortals have a saying? ‘A sly rabbit has three burrows’? I did just that.”
“The six ancient divine artifacts were merely a distraction. It was so entertaining to watch you mortals bleed for a sliver of my spiritual energy. It’s just that I had no physical form and could only possess others by residing in their divine sense, which was truly frustrating. But it’s all better now. Han Xiao’s body is mine,” Chongji chuckled lowly.
A clap of thunder exploded in Jiang Chunai’s mind.
Reside in their divine sense and control others?
She suddenly remembered that time in the Ice Soul Secret Realm, when that voice in her divine sense had urged her to go forward.
And the person she had encountered was none other than Senior Sister Han Xiao.
And then… they had been intimate.
Chongji continued speaking. “Chunai, you must be very curious right now, aren’t you?” He watched her expression with amusement, seeming to enjoy her confusion.
“Before the eight gods attacked me, I already foresaw my defeat… so I split my spiritual energy, creating two wisps of thought. One of ultimate good, and one of ultimate evil.”
“Now you should understand, right? You are that wisp of ultimate good, and the other one is Han Xiao. She truly lives up to the name ‘ultimate evil’—well, not exactly evil, just devoid of emotion. But she was only a pawn of mine. Why would she need emotions?”
“Speaking of which, I find it quite astonishing—originally, I planned for you to cultivate to a certain level before sending you to the Nether Realm to secretly release the sealed Han Xiao. Who would have thought that Yin Zhuyun, in a moment of folly, would run to the Nether Realm herself and release Han Xiao? The selfishness of you humans truly surprised me. I had no choice but to forcibly create a connection between you. Do you remember your ‘chance encounter’ with Han Xiao in the Ice Soul Secret Realm?”
Jiang Chunai had just thought of this, and her temples throbbed as if they were engorged with blood.
So everything had been orchestrated by Chongji.
“After Han Xiao killed you, she actually shed tears… That truly surprised me. So, I took advantage of that to continue controlling her. I never expected her to be so easily controlled. My original plan for the Spirit Spring Rejuvenation Formation was for it to be activated at least a thousand years from now. But thanks to Han Xiao, who was so devoted to herself—or rather, to you—to the point of obsession, she scoured every realm and advanced my revival by a full thousand years!”
With that, Chongji roared with laughter.
Everyone was stunned by his claims.
Jiang Chunai’s hands trembled uncontrollably, and the threads on her wrist grew more vibrant and vigorous.
…So that was how it was?
She suddenly recalled what she had seen and heard when she took her daughter for the blood test.
There were only eight frames there.
When Tianli’s blood dropped in, it shouldn’t have just added one more drop after hers.
…Because Han Xiao was a descendant of Chongji.
But it didn’t. That could only mean one thing.
Either Han Xiao was not a descendant of Chongji, or Chongji’s blood was already there.
Compared to the others’ simple shock at this sudden revelation, this recovered memory was like a sharp hook that snagged viciously on Jiang Chunai’s heart, making it tremble.
So from the very beginning, she had walked into a conspiracy?
Chongji looked down. “Alright, Chunai, I have told you everything you should know. Now, you should be like Han Xiao and obediently return to my embrace. Both you and she are nothing more than wisps of my thought.”
The implication was obvious. Just a wisp of thought, having already lived for so long, what else was there to do?
Chongji was quite surprised that his two wisps of thought could actually fall in love with each other. Let them love, so what? In the end, don’t they still belong to me?
“Letting you two out to experience emotions was my gift to you,” Chongji repeated. “Come, Chunai, you should understand… Actually, the day you stabbed that dagger into Han Xiao’s heart, I wanted to stop you.”
“That time truly scattered Han Xiao’s soul, but as long as you exist, I cannot die. Besides, with eight Spirit Spring Rejuvenation Formations already complete, I’m fundamentally immortal. So, by listening to your foolish master’s idea, you were actually giving me an opportunity.”
Han Xiao had never truly followed his orders properly. Jiang Chunai’s stab had, ironically, helped him. The only problem was that dagger; it was indeed somewhat useful. Chongji could no longer enter Jiang Chunai’s divine sense.
For the past fifteen years, he had tried all sorts of ways to run rampant and stir up trouble, pandering to the major sects, all to lure out Jiang Chunai. He never expected she would refuse to show herself.
“You’ve finally come this time, Chunai. Come now, return to my side,” Chongji said with a smile, then suddenly switched to Han Xiao’s voice. “Chunai, it’s me, your Senior Sister…”
However, Jiang Chunai’s face was resolute. She sneered, shook her head, and stood rooted to the spot. “I am me. I am Jiang Chunai. Even if you are in Han Xiao’s body, you are nothing but a shameless occupier.”
What nonsense was he talking? Could one sentence—that she was a wisp of his good thought—erase her existence as a person?
“If you’ve been revived, then why don’t you get out of Han Xiao’s body?” Jiang Chunai sneered, ruthlessly exposing his lies. “I am me, and Han Xiao is Han Xiao.”
Chongji must still be missing something, he just hadn’t said it. Since they were the two wisps of good and evil…
“You are you?” Chongji repeated her words strangely. “You are not you. You are just a wisp of my divine sense. Without me, you are nothing!”
“I am your master! Get over here! A disobedient dog deserves to be punished!” Chongji cursed, casually producing a rope!
It was the God-Binding Rope.
Seeing him fly into a rage, Jiang Chunai felt even more disdain.
No matter what, Han Xiao would never be so crude and vulgar. Even at the end of her life, she had never lost her composure like this.
She would forever be her most noble and respected Senior Sister.
And this Chongji, claiming they were just wisps of good and evil… what a joke.
In an instant, an invisible rope bound Jiang Chunai. The rope seemed to have a spirit of its own; the moment it touched her body, it rapidly tightened, squeezing her skin painfully as red marks instantly appeared.
“Ugh—” Jiang Chunai was shocked, her anger burning. She struggled with all her might, hands yanking at the rope. But while the God-Binding Rope appeared ethereal and formless, it was incredibly tough. No matter how hard she pulled, it remained unmoving, instead tightening even more fiercely until her breathing became ragged and she gasped for air.
Chang Xin’s brows furrowed. “Quick, help her!”
The others, as if waking from a dream, each unleashed their signature techniques.
They gathered their spiritual energy, which surged through their meridians like a rushing river and converged in their palms, transforming into a brilliant light that they blasted towards the God-Binding Rope. But it was useless. The light struck the rope and vanished like foam in the wind. The God-Binding Rope remained tight, not loosening in the slightest, as if mocking their powerlessness.
But when it came to raw power, the formations of the Mengling Immortal Manor were naturally the most formidable.
Su Yanchen and the others no longer hesitated. Their figures moved as gracefully as startled swans, swiftly taking their positions and linking three formations. Spiritual energy pulsed from within, with one beam shooting toward the God-Binding Rope and another straight for Chongji, who was perched high above.
Seeing this, Chongji merely curled his lips into a smug smile, his eyes watching the scene as if it were a farce. He spoke leisurely, “Your actions are as futile as a mantis trying to stop a chariot. You dare to contend with my God-Binding Rope? You’re merely a laughingstock!”
With that, he flicked his hand, and spiritual energy flowed like silk into the God-Binding Rope. Empowered, the rope flashed with black light and instantly deflected all the force from Su Yanchen’s formations. With a great surge of spiritual energy, the threads of the formations snapped.
Suffering from the backlash, the cultivators grunted, their faces pale, but they still gritted their teeth to try again. The God-Binding Rope, however, was as steady as a mountain, completely unmoved. All their efforts were in vain.
“Hahaha, ants. I told you long ago, you are all ants,” Chongji laughed, increasing his power and looking at Jiang Chunai with a malevolent glare. “As I just said, a disobedient dog deserves to be punished—”
Jiang Chunai endured the intense pain, her legs feeling as if they would snap on the wave-soaked sand.
She had already used all her strength.
And yet Chongji, still occupying her Senior Sister’s form, was using the most vicious words to threaten her with punishment.
But suddenly, a sword came from the west. A long ray of sword light, like a comet from beyond the heavens, carried an unstoppable momentum as it slashed viciously at the God-Binding Rope. In an instant, purple lightning and cold brilliance intertwined, erupting in a dazzling flash of light.
With a crisp “crack,” the once-indestructible God-Binding Rope came to a halt. Remnants of purple lightning lingered at the break, a testament to the sword strike’s sharp and domineering power.
This sword had actually stopped the ever-tightening God-Binding Rope!
The sword light stood tall and imposing, with faint strands of purple lightning flowing and coiling around it, flashing incessantly.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
Of course, Jiang Chunai recognized this sword—it was the Purple Lightning Green Frost Sword.
She looked up and saw a dreamlike, eerie blue sword array appear out of thin air above the Sea of Calamitous Illusions. And standing upon it was a figure she thought she would never see again—it was the Cliff Master!
The Cliff Master’s posture was still as straight as a pine tree. A moon-white robe danced in the wind, its sleeves fluttering, giving her an otherworldly air. Her face was stern, her sharp brows slanted towards her temples, still full of wisdom and authority. Her black hair was casually tied back with a simple silk ribbon.
“You… how are you alive?” Chongji’s smile suddenly froze. He stared blankly at Mei Shengchi. “Aren’t you dead?”
A sudden fear gripped his heart. If Mei Shengchi hadn’t died, he wouldn’t have so hastily advanced his revival plan by a thousand years to merge with Jiang Chunai… This woman, Mei Shengchi, had nearly ruined his grand plans!
Back then, the incident with Zhang Ziga had already made him wary of her. He had been worried that Mei Shengchi had discovered something. To be safe, he had decided to wait another thousand years. But then, Mei Shengchi died, didn’t she?
His chance had come.
But only now did he realize, it wasn’t a chance. He had walked into a scheme?
Mei Shengchi glared at him and said coldly, “Have you had your fun? Chongji, occupying the body of our Immortal Lord’s first disciple must feel wonderful, right? Now, the Cliff Master will offer you the same words: go back to where you came from.”
The panic on Chongji’s face lasted only a moment before he calmed himself. “Heh, so what if you’ve appeared?”
“So what?” Mei Shengchi scoffed. “Did you think it was your good fortune when Yang Nian brought Han Xiao back from the Nether Realm and took in Jiang Chunai?”
Chongji was stunned. “What do you mean by that?”
“Nothing much,” Mei Shengchi pursed her lips, then turned to Jiang Chunai and said loudly, “Chunai, I’m leaving the rest to you—the thing that can seal him is on you.”
Jiang Chunai was equally shocked. “Huh?”
But in the next moment, she found herself moving again!
As it turned out, the Purple Lightning Green Frost Sword had only stopped the God-Binding Rope, not severed it. Now, the rope was pulling her toward Chongji!
Chongji was horrified. He wanted to let go of the rope, but found it was stuck firmly to his hand, and Jiang Chunai was rushing towards him!
In other words, if nothing was done, Jiang Chunai would use the God-Binding Rope to fly right in front of him!
“Mei Shengchi! You bastard, what are you trying to do?” Chongji paled in terror. “Get away, make her get away!”
Mei Shengchi sneered. “Weren’t you just threatening this Cliff Master’s disciple? Didn’t you want her to get close so you could merge with her body and soul, becoming one with Han Xiao? Why are you so unwilling now that she’s coming to you?”
Chongji was still screaming in panic. “Get away! Get away!”
He tried desperately to release the God-Binding Rope from his hand, but he couldn’t let go no matter what.
Terrified, the image of Jiang Chunai severing her own finger flashed through Chongji’s mind. He tremblingly raised a knife.
But as she moved, Jiang Chunai chewed over the Cliff Master’s words and understood.
The Cliff Master said it was on her. What was it?
…Something the Cliff Master knew she would definitely be carrying. What else could it be?
It could only be the Twin Jade Rings hanging from the immortal cord around her neck.
Was this the true meaning behind their Master’s gift?
At this thought, Jiang Chunai couldn’t help but shed tears.
“You decide, Chunai,” Mei Shengchi’s voice called out to her from across the roaring wind and waves.
At first, the voice was like a faint whisper from a distant horizon, nearly lost in the howl of the wind and the crash of the waves.
But empowered by spiritual energy, it grew clearer and louder. Each word seemed to carry immense weight, breaking through the raging gales and reaching Jiang Chunai’s ears, echoing in her heart. Her heart gradually found a firm anchor.
Yes, she had said it. When the dagger plunged into Han Xiao’s chest, she had thought that if the Cliff Master were still alive, she would have been harder of heart.
Although she couldn’t see Chongji or Mei Shengchi, Jiang Chunai knew the God-Binding Rope was not yet broken. She was still moving.
Just a moment ago, before the great wave had struck, she had clearly seen Chongji raise a knife.
But the God-Binding Rope was still there.
That coward. Jiang Chunai gritted her teeth and took the Twin Jade Rings from her neck.
She would not let such a coward occupy her Senior Sister’s body any longer.
Suddenly, the rings transformed into the shape of a needle. She understood. She had to use this needle to strike Chongji’s body.
The wind and waves receded, and the salty sea breeze rushed to meet her. Chongji was still hesitantly holding a knife, watching in alarm as Jiang Chunai approached!
“Don’t, don’t come over! Don’t kill me, Jiang Chunai! I am your master!” Chongji screamed, brandishing his knife wildly, trying to stab her.
Jiang Chunai gave a cold smile. “Chongji, I told you long ago, I am me, and you are you. For a coward like you to claim I am you, and Han Xiao is you, isn’t that an insult to us both?”
“Get… get away! You’re not worthy to speak of me, you traitor!”
Unable to bring himself to stab his own body, he decisively slashed at Jiang Chunai instead!
Jiang Chunai was horrified, trying to dodge the fierce blade, but the knife stopped in mid-air.
Chongji—no, it was Han Xiao. Her clear, dark pupils flickered a few times, like a lonely star against the cold moon, like a wavering flame in the night.
In the depths of her eyes, the extremely fine red-black lines grew back.
…How fine were they? To this day, Jiang Chunai still remembered how, when she looked up at Senior Sister Han Xiao under the moonlight, those fine lines would hide in the shadows of her dense eyelashes.
Chongji was both shocked and furious. He tried to drive the body to continue, but found he couldn’t move at all. Holding the knife suspended in the air, he looked as if he had left his gate wide open, waiting for Jiang Chunai to send the Twin Jade Rings into his body.
“Traitor! Traitor! You’re both traitors! Bitches! You’re both just wisps of thought!” Chongji cursed, but he still couldn’t stop Jiang Chunai from resolutely pressing the tightly fitted Twin Jade Rings into his body!
He shrieked, “Jiang Chunai! Without me, what are you! You’ll harm Han Xiao by doing this!”
“A shameful existence like you… is better off dead sooner rather than later,” Jiang Chunai said, her tone harsh.
Spiritual energy began to float from her hands. The moment she pushed the Twin Jade Rings in, she saw a look of relief on Han Xiao’s face.
…From the depths of those eyes, where the fine lines grew, tears began to fall again.
What happened to the emotionless demon, who had lived in chaos for thousands of years?
She could pass through millennia in a daze, but in this one moment, she had to recognize things with perfect clarity.
Chongji let out a piercing scream as his soul immediately tried to flee. But he hadn’t expected that Yu Lingzi had already arrived, riding the clouds with her people.
She smiled, raising the bottle of immortal dew in her hand, and said slowly, “Chongji, should I perhaps call you ‘Ancestor’?”
Thinking of Chongji’s previous supreme and noble act, she found it exceptionally amusing. “Alright, Ancestor, I’m afraid I must offend you. Next, please enter the bottle.”
The fleeing black shadow was sucked in in an instant.
Having lost Chongji’s divine sense, Han Xiao’s body swayed precariously. Seeing this, Su Yanchen once again called to her colleagues, “Activate the formation!”
She hadn’t heard their entire conversation, and besides… she had never planned to let them go.
The people of the Mengling Immortal Manor suddenly raised their flags, and the formation’s light flared, aimed directly at the two people in the air!
Mei Shengchi’s brows furrowed tightly. “Mengling, what do you think you’re doing?”
Su Yanchen answered loudly, “Punishing evil and eliminating wickedness! Chongji himself just said that Han Xiao and Jiang Chunai are both his divine sense. In other words, they are both demons. What use is there in keeping them alive?”
“You dare?” Mei Shengchi roared, but it was too late. The Mengling cultivators had been preparing their formation for a long time. Now, they were fearless. Thousands of light-swords shot out at once, impossible to block!
Mei Shengchi gritted her teeth and yelled, “Jiang Chunai, run!”
If Jiang Chunai dodged in her direction now, she could still live.
However, unexpectedly, Jiang Chunai only glanced back at the brilliant, murderous formation. Almost without thinking, a look of determination flashed in her eyes. She turned and tightly embraced the swaying Han Xiao, shielding her with her own body like a mother hen protecting her chick. Then, she pulled her straight down, plunging them both without a second thought into the turbulent Sea of Calamitous Illusions.
The sound of the wind, the waves, and human voices roared in layers of endless clamor.
Jiang Chunai couldn’t hear them, or perhaps she heard but chose to ignore them.
She could only hear the thrumming in her own chest, the heartbeat that belonged to another person.
Han Xiao. She only remembered Han Xiao.
It wouldn’t matter if she fell forever into this muddled dream.
At this moment, she finally understood what Han Xiao had meant that day in the bridal chamber…
She had said that her love for her was an entanglement of flesh and blood.
Heh, in that case, that coward Chongji at least said one thing right.
The two of them truly shared one heart in different bodies. They weren’t connected by threads of affection, but by the dependence of bone and flesh.
How could they ever avoid each other?
How could a cloud avoid a lake and not let fall the rain?
So be it. Jiang Chunai grasped Han Xiao’s wrist, letting her lean tightly against her. It didn’t matter if they fell to the bottom of the sea forever.
Jiang Chunai could clearly feel the state of Han Xiao’s body.
Chongji had not been merciful with it. Han Xiao now… was nothing but an empty shell.
She was as fragile as a mortal.
…Perhaps this demon, who had been sealed in the Nether Realm for millennia, had never been so battered and weak.
But this was precisely when Jiang Chunai loved her most.
Even in this fragile state, she was far braver than the one who had arrogantly called himself the demon god Chongji.
Finally, it was her turn to wait for Han Xiao to wake up…
As for the shore, another bloody storm was brewing.
Seeing Jiang Chunai sink into the sea, several people from Yanqiu jumped in one after another to save their Senior Sister (or Junior Sister) Chunai.
The depths of the Sea of Calamitous Illusions were dangerous. Chongji had his reasons for choosing this place for his revival.
When Mei Shengchi saw the Mengling Immortal Manor use a formation against Han Xiao and Jiang Chunai, she was filled with a towering rage. She threw caution to the wind and sent her sword slashing directly at the leaders of the Mengling group!
She had been tolerating these people for a long time. It was bad enough that they didn’t contribute when it mattered, all they did was stir up trouble!
Su Yanchen never expected Mei Shengchi’s sword would be aimed at her. Caught off guard, she was knocked to the ground.
In the next instant, Mei Shengchi’s sword was at her throat. “Su Yanchen. Do you know how your dear cousin died?”
Su Yanchen’s face remained resolute, completely unafraid of death. “Su Jianqing’s fate was her own. What, Mei Shengchi, what right do you, a traitor to your sect, have to criticize me? What, are you going to protect those two little demon gods?”
Mei Shengchi raised an eyebrow, a sharp glint in her cat-like eyes. She said slowly, “So you know that I betrayed the Bright Snow Sect?”
“Wait, you—”
Su Yanchen’s eyes flew open, but it was too late.