The Heroine Made a Pact With Senior Sister (GL) Chapter 23

“Yimu is a divine envoy?” Mu Yinfeng asked in shock. “Her reputation is terrible. Why would she be chosen?”
“Reputation does not decide everything.” Ruoying shook her head, and the tassels chimed happily again. “Do demons and ghosts not have even worse reputations? Yet they still have their own divine positions. A person’s strength has nothing to do with reputation. In this cultivation world, reputation is also a kind of strength, but before someone with true strength, it is still not enough.”
Mu Yinfeng naturally knew this. Reputation was indeed a kind of strength, because a famous name could make people with schemes hesitate and keep them from acting rashly. But for those who could escape from the supporters of a famous person and did not care about honor, that reputation was useless.
Still, the fact that Yimu was a divine envoy shocked her badly. Her understanding of heavenly gods was still limited to the bright, righteous, majestic sort. For a moment, it was hard to connect them with evil and slaughter.
“Humans, divine envoys, gods. They all come from the same source, and they all have flaws born from that root. This cannot be changed.” Ruoying spread both hands, her tone rather helpless. Coming from such a small shell, however, it carried a strange innocence. “Yinfeng, do you want to become a god?”
Those words tightened Mu Yinfeng’s heart. She felt as if something in her heart cracked open, and a strong desire slowly flowed out, pouring into her limbs and bones, whispering some kind of longing to her.
“Become a god.” Mu Yinfeng’s face turned frighteningly pale. “No. For now, I have no plans to become a god.”
The way Ruoying had looked at her just now made her feel as if her soul had almost been pierced through. Luckily, Ruoying’s gaze lasted only an instant. Otherwise, Mu Yinfeng felt she would have counterattacked in the next second.
“Then why do you cultivate? Ascending after attaining the Dao should be the shared desire of every cultivator.” Ruoying blinked and casually played with the hanging tassels. “Surely you are not cultivating for no reason at all?”
“I have a reason.” Mu Yinfeng thought for a moment, leaned close to Ruoying’s ear, and said a name. “I want to protect her.”
She did not want that person to die by her hand again, nor did she want that person to die by anyone else’s hand. She could control herself, but she could not control other people. So she could only make herself stronger.
But there was no need to become a god. If she became a god, that meant she would have to go to the heavenly realm, accept missions, and listen to the prayers of the lower world. Besides, one day in heaven was one year on earth. She did not want to watch a beauty grow white-haired, nor watch red dust turn to pale bones.
“You are a very strange person.” Ruoying studied Mu Yinfeng and said seriously, “I do not know how to judge you. I have to say, there are many things about you that I cannot see through. You are clearly very strong, yet you use seals to suppress your original cultivation and a jeweled necklace to hide your aura. You even want to protect someone you know you are powerless to protect. She is your fated enemy. The cursed entanglement between you two existed from the very beginning. This is not something human strength can resist.”
“If human strength cannot resist it, what does that have to do with me?” Mu Yinfeng asked softly.
Ruoying sighed. “Can you tell me what your purpose is in doing this?”
Mu Yinfeng fell silent. She looked toward distant Frostfall Cliff. Golden-red morning light covered the cliff face, reflecting back so brightly that one could hardly open one’s eyes.
“If I were a little younger, I would think you had fallen in love with her. But love cannot exist between enemies destined by fate. Watching the other person die under your own sword is often far more painful than simply knowing they are only an enemy.” Something seemed to flicker in Ruoying’s eyes. She unconsciously stroked the phoenix head of her hairpin and sighed softly. “But now, since you know what will happen in the future, you should no longer be ruled by youthful impulse. Why walk this path anyway? Or was there some hidden truth in what happened back then?”
What did she mean by this? Knew what would happen in the future? A hidden truth in what happened back then?
Mu Yinfeng sucked in a cold breath. She faintly felt that the whole process of her arrival had not only been seen through by Yimu, but also by Ruoying, who sat beside her looking completely harmless.
“Ten turns of Linglong, the heart method formed by heaven. You are the only inheritor of my Linglong Heart Method. Have you forgotten even this?” Ruoying pressed one finger against Mu Yinfeng’s temple. “But I only cultivated the Linglong Heart Method to the eighth layer. Because of my comprehension, I will never be able to break through to the ninth. You are not like me.”
Of course she was not like that. She was the only person in the entire cultivation world who had cultivated the Linglong Heart Method to the tenth layer. At that level, with only one glance, she could take in a person’s past, present, and future.
“The Yin-Yang Reversal Array,” Ruoying said softly. “You probably returned by presiding over the Yin-Yang Reversal Array, right? But presiding over the Yin-Yang Reversal Array requires sacrificing two people, one of ultimate yang and one of ultimate yin. In this world, people of ultimate yang and ultimate yin are both extremely rare, so very few people can activate Yin-Yang Reversal. How did you succeed?”
The Yin-Yang Reversal Array? The phrase sounded somewhat familiar, but Mu Yinfeng could not remember when she had heard it. After all, the whole book was several million words long and involved hundreds or thousands of cultivation methods. Who knew in what forgotten corner this array had appeared?
Meeting Mu Yinfeng’s confused gaze, Ruoying sighed lightly. “Of course, it is normal that you do not know Yin-Yang Reversal. The three thousand worlds are vast, and floating lives are endless… Forget it. You will learn these things later. May I see Severing Love in your hand?”
Ruoying was clearly not someone the current Mu Yinfeng could handle. Whether she handed it over or not made no difference. Once Mu Yinfeng had thought it through, she nodded and passed Severing Love over.
“This sword should have been given to you by your mother. What do you still remember about her?”
Mu Yinfeng shook her head. She could tell that Ruoying had not expected any answer from her.
“Your mother disappeared thirty years ago. If I had not sensed spiritual energy and bloodline power on you extremely similar to hers, I would have thought she had already passed away.” Ruoying sighed. “Speaking of this must make you sad.”
Mu Yinfeng pressed her lips together and said nothing. No matter which life it was, she had only been an orphan. The word mother was faint and distant to her.
As for Mu Yinfeng’s mother, Qingtan, she had no memories at all. She only knew that this mother had abandoned Mu Yinfeng in a pleasure house when she was young, then never came back to see her even once. Although some elders often praised Qingtan, those words had never formed into anything real for Mu Yinfeng.
“Let me see the sword that made your mother famous throughout the world back then. A wooden sword?” Ruoying drew Severing Love, and her expression changed in great surprise. “A sword made from laurel wood, and it even carries the aura of the ancient divine sword Liuguang. How is this possible?”
“It is indeed like that.” Mu Yinfeng said softly, “I should only be able to use this sword after I release the seals.”
“The seals.” Ruoying suddenly smiled. “So, you admit you placed them yourself?”
Mu Yinfeng shook her head. “I did not say I placed them. But after your reminder, I remembered how to undo them.”
Ruoying raised her eyes and gave a soft oh. “Then how will you undo them?”
“I have to find them first.”
Mu Yinfeng stood up, closed her eyes, and looked inward. Spiritual energy traveled through the meridians inside her body. This time, however, it did not follow its original path. Instead, it rushed wildly and chaotically through her meridians. The meridians struck by spiritual energy sent waves of swollen pain from time to time. Mu Yinfeng bit her lower lip tightly to distract herself from the pain.
If her spiritual energy moved through her body according to its old pattern, she would never discover anything unusual. But once she forcefully disrupted its movement, the spiritual energy began to slam around inside her. Wherever it was bounced back every time it struck, that was where a seal lay.
After finding a seal, undoing it would naturally not be hard. But the process of searching for the seals was the most unbearable part.
A thread of fresh blood slowly flowed down. A salty, metallic taste spread through her mouth, constantly stimulating nerves that had already grown dull from pain, barely allowing her to maintain a clear mind.
“What is wrong with her?” In a daze, Mu Yinfeng heard Huixue’s voice.
“You rarely care about people.” Ruoying asked softly, “Do you think she is worth your concern?”
“What does Martial Uncle Shadow mean by that?” Huixue’s voice suddenly turned extremely cold, carrying the tone of a command. “Let go of me, Martial Uncle Shadow!”
“I will not.” Ruoying actually let out a little-girl laugh. “If I do not let go, what can you do to me?”