Senior Sister Went Mad After My Fake Death Chapter 8

A look of surprise appeared on Jing Shun’s face. He clearly hadn’t expected things to proceed so smoothly.
Seeing Jiang Chunai’s reaction, he secretly let out a sigh of relief and put the talisman in his sleeve away. After all, he had lost to her before, and the two of them hadn’t sparred in recent years. What if her cultivation had improved?
“Good,” Jing Shun said. “Daoist Jiang has been in our sect for so many years, after all. You still understand the rules. Come with me.”
He told her to follow him, but he didn’t specify where they were going.
Jiang Chunai frowned and stood motionless, only asking, “Where are we going?”
It wasn’t the first time she had asked.
Jing Shun had just put away the talisman in his sleeve, but his guard wasn’t completely down. After turning around, he still used the corner of his eye to watch the movements behind him.
“Jiang Chunai, you have committed an offense. Where you go is not for you to decide,” Jing Shun said, turning back. His voice was cold and hard, and the surrounding pressure dropped a few degrees.
Yan Linglong and the others listening from the side couldn’t help but shiver.
Hearing his harsh tone, it was as if Senior Sister Jiang Chunai had committed some unforgivable crime.
But, a surge of demonic energy in the secret realm… what exactly did that mean?
Jiang Chunai stood her ground and said indifferently, “I know I have committed an offense, and I will bear the consequences. However, the Sect Leader must have made arrangements for where I am to be taken, right?”
Jing Shun shrugged and sneered, “Senior Sister Jiang, oh Senior Sister Jiang, have you been in the mortal realm for too long? Have you forgotten the rules on our mountain?”
Just a moment ago, he had told her not to call him Junior Brother, and now he was using the title himself just to be sarcastic.
Jiang Chunai’s brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, and the feeling of injustice in her heart churned even more fiercely.
“But, if you don’t even know this, then I’ll be bold and guess that you didn’t pay much attention to people in the mortal realm either, did you?” Jing Shun’s words grew more cutting and unpleasant. “Or perhaps, Senior Sister Jiang was too busy diligently slaying demons and defending the righteous path to care about what happens to prisoners…”
“After all, when has a prisoner ever been caught where the one escorting them had an obligation to tell them where they were going?”
After speaking, Jing Shun burst into laughter. The few lackeys behind him, four white-haired male cultivators, also laughed along obsequiously.
Without exception, they were all disciples of Dao Lord Qiming.
Yan Linglong pressed her lips together tightly and said nothing.
“So, has my guilt already been decided?” Jiang Chunai asked again. “I was not aware.”
Jing Shun replied, “I’ve come to take you with my master’s token. Do you not believe it?”
Jiang Chunai’s gaze deepened. She glanced at the token in Jing Shun’s hand and wanted to say something, but in the end, she kept silent.
If she were to argue with him, it would surely be a repetitive back-and-forth. Jiang Chunai had almost never had a cross word with anyone, let alone an argument.
She wasn’t good at it.
She had wanted to know where she was going simply for her own peace of mind. Since Jing Shun was unwilling to say, then she wouldn’t ask.
Jiang Chunai’s lips moved, but under Yan Linglong’s expectant gaze, she said, “Alright. I’ll have to trouble you to take me there, then.”
Yan Linglong’s eyes widened in disbelief, and she stomped her foot in frustration, but Jiang Chunai just gave her a faint glance, showing no reaction.
Jing Shun, on the other hand, made no effort to hide the dislike in his eyes. “Yan Linglong, what are you hopping around for? Do you look anything like a disciple of our Dao Lord Qiming?”
And you have the nerve to talk about appearances!
Yan Linglong sneered inwardly, but on the surface, she could only say, “We may be under the Dao Lord’s tutelage, but Senior Sister Jiang doesn’t have the same master as us. Is it really right for you to just take her away like this, Senior Brother?”
So she wanted to speak up for me?
Jiang Chunai turned her head, a trickle of warmth slowly flowing through her heart.
“What else? My master is the Sect Leader of the Bright Snow Sect!” Jing Shun sneered again. “What, Junior Sister, do you have some other brilliant idea?”
The words were obviously sarcastic, but Yan Linglong still summoned her courage and said, “Why don’t we ask someone else? For example, someone from the same master as Senior Sister Jiang, from Immortal Lord Yang Nian’s line…”
Jing Shun said, “If you say so, do you have someone in mind?”
Yan Linglong turned her head to meet Jiang Chunai’s gaze. The look in the latter’s eyes was no longer as indifferent as before.
Jiang Chunai really wanted to open her mouth and thank Yan Linglong.
Thank you for thinking of standing up for me at a time like this. But there’s no need.
If something really had gone wrong in the Ice Soul Secret Realm, then as its guardian, she had to take responsibility. This was something she couldn’t shirk, nor did she want to.
Before she could say her thanks, Yan Linglong beat her to it. “Well, uh, then how about Senior Sister Han Xiao!”
Hearing the name “Han Xiao,” Jiang Chunai’s heart clenched with a familiar pain.
Han Xiao, Han Xiao… Since that night, their relationship had plummeted to a freezing point.
In the past, Han Xiao had only been cold. In very rare cases, she would even respond to her.
Like that day, the day the udumbara flower bloomed. On that day, her senior sister had been exceptionally good to her.
“Why look for Han Xiao? It’s not like she’s the only disciple Immortal Lord Yang Nian took in!”
“Uhhh,” Yan Linglong seemed completely unprepared for this response. She continued, “There’s a saying in the mortal realm, the eldest sister is like a mother… This matter is of great importance. Isn’t it normal to ask Senior Sister Han Xiao?”
Mother. When this familiar word appeared before Jiang Chunai, she suddenly felt a pang in her heart.
Mentioning her mother, the first thing that came to mind was the face of a kind and gentle woman. The woman would place her in a cradle and hum things she couldn’t understand.
Later, when little Chunai could understand words, she learned that her mother was saying she would be rich and noble one day, that a fortune teller had said she had a connection to some god.
The only god little Jiang Chunai knew was Nuwa.
Later, the mother who said she would be rich and noble died in the ice and snow, along with her entire family, her entire clan.
“There’s no need to find Senior Sister Han Xiao,” Jiang Chunai said immediately, snapping back to the present. “If I am guilty, I will bear the consequences myself.”
Don’t bother Senior Sister anymore. Don’t bring her any more trouble.
After her master died, she had left her with two instructions.
She had already ruined one of them. She absolutely could not ruin the other. If she couldn’t take good care of her senior sister, then she should at least bring her as little trouble as possible.
“Hahahaha, the eldest sister is like a mother!” Jing Shun didn’t bother to hide his malice, as if he had been waiting for Yan Linglong to say just that. “I actually already asked Han Xiao. After all, I’m taking one of Immortal Lord Yang Nian’s people. How could I be so direct?”
Jiang Chunai’s heart lurched.
She heard Jing Shun continue, “I told Han Xiao long ago. She definitely agreed. So, the eldest sister is like a mother, the eldest sister is like a mother…”
He repeated the four words with malicious intent, then swept his slanted eyes over Jiang Chunai’s ice-hard face. “In that case, doesn’t that mean your mother doesn’t want you anymore?”
The people who had just been laughing were shocked. The smiles froze on their faces as they looked at each other in disbelief, then at Jiang Chunai.
They had heard a little about Jiang Chunai’s past. To put it simply, she was an orphan that Immortal Lord Yang Nian had brought back during a famine in the mortal realm.
Was it really okay to so blatantly poke at someone’s sore spot?
But Jiang Chunai just lowered her eyelashes and gave a faint “mm,” saying, “Alright. As long as Senior Sister Han Xiao knows.”
I ended up troubling Senior Sister after all.
It couldn’t be helped. No one told me I had committed an offense. Otherwise, I would have taken responsibility before this and not disturbed her.
Jiang Chunai thought to herself.
“Alright then, Four Whites!”
Jing Shun suddenly gave an order, and the four white-haired men immediately jumped out. “Senior Brother, what are your orders?”
“You four take Senior Sister Jiang to Reflection Cliff first. I’ll be there shortly,” he said.
“Alright (Understood)!” The four white-haired men nodded like chicks pecking at grain, then turned to Jiang Chunai and politely led her away.
After all, Jiang Chunai’s strength was plain to see. They didn’t know what had possessed her today to be so submissive.
Sigh, but the four of us have never seen her get angry or have a cross word with anyone.
Once the Four Whites had taken Jiang Chunai away, Yan Linglong also prepared to leave, but Jing Shun called out from behind her, “Stop right there.”
Yan Linglong reluctantly stopped, her voice muffled. “Alright.”
Jing Shun crossed his arms. “I had them leave first so I could keep you here.”
“Me?” Yan Linglong raised her head in confusion, pointing to herself in disbelief. “What does Senior Brother want with me?”
“Of course there’s a reason I kept you here,” Jing Shun said, toying with the token in his hand. “Linglong, oh Linglong, don’t forget which family you belong to. So concerned… anyone who didn’t know better would think you were a disciple of Immortal Lord Yang Nian.”
Yan Linglong fidgeted for a long time, then stammered, “On that point, please rest assured, Senior Brother. However, I have one more question to ask—”
Jing Shun gestured for her to continue.
“Doing this, isn’t it really just bullying Senior Sister Jiang Chunai?” she first said, as if to herself, but Jing Shun couldn’t be bothered with her naive question.
Finally, she said, “Senior Brother, did Senior Sister Han Xiao… really agree?”
She remembered that Senior Sister Han Xiao hadn’t been on Mount Shu for the past few days. How had her master and senior brother gotten her consent?
Only then did Jing Shun’s expression change slightly. He quickly said, “Of course. Do you think I would just arrest someone without reason? I definitely got Han Xiao’s consent.”
Yan Linglong was about to ask something else, but Jing Shun said he had to go check on the Four Whites and left her standing there alone.
The junior sister stood there, thinking carefully about what Jing Shun had just said.
Did Senior Sister Han Xiao agree?
For a moment, the junior sister felt a little sad, and a little… thrill of joy from an unknown source.
“Alright, Jiang Chunai, your house arrest won’t be for long. As soon as the investigation results are out, you can leave!” Jing Shun said as he brought her to her residence and fastened the immortal lock. “But, I can’t guarantee you’ll definitely be able to get out.”
Jiang Chunai raised an eyebrow, waiting for his next words.
Jing Shun continued, “If the investigation results are unfavorable to you, when you get out, it won’t be to regain your freedom.”
“Reflection Cliff, Condemnation Prison… just hearing the names of these places makes you not want to go near them, right?” As he spoke, Jing Shun actually started laughing to himself, as if he would enjoy seeing Jiang Chunai end up in one of those places.
His intentions were as clear as day.
But Jiang Chunai still showed no reaction, just watched as Jing Shun and the others fastened the immortal lock. “I understand. I won’t go out.”
“During my house arrest, I will stay properly in my own home.”
This woman didn’t utter a single word of protest. This made Jing Shun, who had been prepared for a fight, feel quite uncomfortable. But it was good this way; at least it saved him from expending spiritual energy.
“Good. But don’t get any funny ideas,” he didn’t forget to add before leaving. “We will be watching you at all times.”
Jiang Chunai agreed again.
On their way back, the group couldn’t help but speculate darkly about her. “Tell me, do you think this Jiang Chunai has gone crazy?”
“I think the demonic energy in the secret realm really did leak out. Jiang Chunai didn’t seem like this before.”
“Maybe this isn’t the real Jiang Chunai anymore. Maybe she’s been possessed by a demon or something, what do you think?”
“I think so too. Look at her hand. Were her wrist guards always that long? It feels like she’s trying to hide something…”
…
Jiang Chunai had cultivated for nearly two hundred years and had never received any substantial punishment.
She had never even been subjected to a punishment as simple as house arrest.
Returning to her small cottage, surrounded by the familiar autumn scenery, Jiang Chunai suddenly felt a pang of sadness.
Sadness was sadness, but no matter how sad she was, she couldn’t do anything about it.
It just meant she couldn’t help her fellow disciples anymore. In the autumn, she loved to go up the mountain to dig for vegetables and make fresh and delicious dishes.
After autumn came winter. Jiang Chunai loved sweets, and at that time, she would take out the honey she had treasured for a long time and pick plum blossoms to make honey-preserved plum blossoms.
Pouring jars of clear snow water over the plum blossom dish, it would be golden and radiant, a completely fresh and delicious flavor.
…This was what she was best at making, and her most presentable winter gift.
It was also Han Xiao’s favorite—though, that was something Jiang Chunai had half-jokingly, half-forcefully gotten her to say at the time.
Jiang Chunai was excessively kind. She would always bring warmth to people at just the right time, and even more so to Han Xiao. In winter and spring, Jiang Chunai would knock on her door day after day to bring her food, and Han Xiao never refused.
However, she also never ate it in front of her.
When you liked someone, you really liked them. No matter what good things you had, you wanted to be the first to offer them to your beloved, and then, with a cheeky grin, force them to admit that their favorite food was something you made.
But ah, cultivators practice inedia. How could they be interested in such mortal food?
Jiang Chunai had never realized it, until one day, at a banquet, she found an unopened jar of honey-preserved plum blossoms.
A female cultivator with her hair in double buns was holding the jar of plum blossom cakes, smiling as she told others, “Wow, I’m first this time! The prize is from Senior Sister Han Xiao!”
“She said it should be something to eat. She told me to open it and see…” The female cultivator was still immersed in the joy of her victory and was happy to share. She generously opened the seal and let her fellow disciples share the food.
Jiang Chunai, unwilling to give up, picked up a piece of the honey-preserved plum blossom cake and ate it, but still couldn’t bring herself to acknowledge it.
Cultivators practice inedia, she thought. Isn’t it normal for them to be unable to distinguish flavors?
…But now, Jiang Chunai understood.
The higher a cultivator’s realm, the less they pursue the desires of the palate. They don’t eat at all.
Liking to eat and not liking to eat… it all meant the same thing.