A bright full moon broke through the clouds, pouring clear light over Hanyou Valley.
Mu Yinfeng lay in Huixue’s arms, panting violently as she desperately controlled the yin energy inside her that had almost gone berserk. Her sharp nails dug into her skin. Dark red blood dripped onto the ground, quickly staining two pools of blood.
In the setting, every full-moon day, Lord Lanfeng’s spiritual energy would fall into chaos, causing unbearable pain. At those times, Lord Lanfeng would choose to scatter all the yin energy in her body, hide somewhere safe, and enter seclusion to regulate her breath. Only after the full-moon day ended would she come out. Yet Mu Yinfeng had actually overlooked this point.
Before, on full-moon days, she would scatter her spiritual energy early during the day. At night, even when the round moon rose, she would be safe. But ever since she first met Huixue, she had long forgotten what day it was.
Mu Yinfeng bit her lower lip tightly, refusing to make a sound. It felt as if ten thousand blades were turning inside her, slicing through her flesh and meridians from top to bottom. The terrible pain made her want to take her body apart and put it back together again.
“Yinfeng?” Huixue panicked a little. She raised her eyes and saw the huge full moon. Suddenly, she remembered something strange about Mu Yinfeng in her last life: Mu Yinfeng never went out on full-moon days. Even when she was fighting an opponent, once night fell, no matter how great her chance of victory was, she would never linger.
Could it be because Mu Yinfeng suffered this kind of pain on every full-moon day?
Huixue placed her hand on Mu Yinfeng’s wrist and felt the spiritual energy inside Mu Yinfeng in complete disorder, charging wildly as if it had lost control. This was even more dangerous than the day Mu Yinfeng reversed her spiritual flow to probe the seal. Back then, Mu Yinfeng had been directing it herself. This time, it was not under her control at all.
Every stream of spiritual energy defied Mu Yinfeng’s will, madly crashing through her meridians while also fighting and grinding against each other. Cracks and damage had appeared in her spiritual core and meridians to different degrees.
“I want you to suffer the same pain as I did every time this day comes. Hahahahahahaha…”
A sharp, wild laugh suddenly rang beside Huixue’s ear. Her expression changed, but when she listened closely, the voice vanished. Strangely, when she turned toward Mu Yinfeng, that laughter echoed beside her ear again like rot clinging to bone.
“You want to save her?”
A figure suddenly lit up in the night. His splendid robes flowed with light, and a long sword hung at his waist. Under the moon, even the bright moon seemed dim beside him, as if he were the only radiance in the night.
“Who are you?” Huixue looked at him, her heart shaking slightly. This person had clearly been standing there for a long time, but she had not sensed even the faintest aura from him. Even now, when she could see him so close, he still felt empty, almost nonexistent.
This person’s background was not simple.
The aura around him was also extreme yin, close to Mu Yinfeng’s, but fainter and purer. It was as if he was primordial yin itself, not someone who possessed primordial yin power.
“Lady Huixue.” The person laughed softly and narrowed his eyes. “Or should I call you Snow God?”
Under the moon, his face was even more beautiful beyond compare, without the slightest flaw anyone could criticize. Unlike Biyuntian’s mysterious beauty, half-hidden like a pipa behind a veil, this youth’s beauty was complete and unrepressed, stunning and bewitching beyond compare. One look was enough to startle the heart.
Mu Yinfeng collapsed in Huixue’s arms, her whole body trembling. Her long lashes still shook lightly. Huixue could not bear to watch it. She poured spiritual energy from her palm into Mu Yinfeng’s body, trying to ease her pain.
“It is useless, Lady Huixue.” The person slowly walked closer. In his palm, dark blue light faintly mixed with a trace of deep red, like a blood moon in the night sky.
“You know what to do?” Huixue asked in a trembling voice.
“How do you know I do not?” The person blurred his voice, making it even harder to tell whether he was male or female.
“Then can you tell me… please tell me how to save her?” Huixue held Mu Yinfeng tightly, took a deep breath, and barely steadied her tone.
“Is that truly what you think?”
Huixue heard the distrust in his voice. Her thoughts stirred sharply. She closed her eyes and recited a true formula. A pure white snowflake slowly rose behind her. Then the snowflake split into two. One was black and deep, while the other was almost transparent.
She opened her eyes and slowly looked at the Star Lord of Great Yin. “Is this enough?”
“Swearing on your Ren and Gui spiritual roots. Such a high-stakes vow is not a good habit. I thought this one using Transposition Word-Spirit was already reckless enough, but I did not expect the two of you to be a match made in heaven even in impulsiveness.” The Star Lord of Great Yin teased her, then casually waved out a stream of yin energy straight toward Mu Yinfeng. Its speed was almost unimaginable. Before Huixue could react, the yin energy had already entered Mu Yinfeng’s meridians.
Mu Yinfeng’s body shook violently, then she fell limp in Huixue’s arms. Huixue crouched slightly, one arm under her knees and the other around her waist, lifting Mu Yinfeng steadily.
“You sealed her?”
“Snow God truly lives up to her name.” The Star Lord of Great Yin blinked playfully and looked into Huixue’s eyes, pale as ice and snow. “But Snow God, you should know that this kind of oath is a kind of shackle even for a heavenly god.”
“It does not matter,” Huixue said calmly. “I have not inherited the Snow God’s position yet. There is no need for you to call me that. You still have not told me your identity.”
“Me?” The Star Lord of Great Yin thought for a moment, untied the sword at his waist, and handed it to Huixue. He did not hide the words Liuguang on the sheath. “Look at this sword. Can you still not guess who I am?”
“Liuguang.” Huixue glanced at the ancient characters. They were not the writing of the current dynasty, but the script of the ancient Yaoyue Kingdom from many years ago. Her thoughts moved, and a legend suddenly surfaced in her sea of consciousness. “So it is the Star Lord of Great Yin.”
“You recognized me from that?” The Star Lord of Great Yin laughed. Then a ball of dark blue light rose from his palm and quickly spread outward. In the blink of an eye, it formed a transparent barrier that hid the place where they stood.
“What has the Star Lord of Great Yin come for?” Huixue stared tightly at him. If the Star Lord of Great Yin made any move, even if he was the Star Lord of Great Yin, she would fight to the death.
“As cautious as ever. But does Lady Huixue truly think that caution is useful?” The Star Lord of Great Yin laughed again. He raised his eyes toward Huixue, the corners of his lips curving. Under the moonlight, he was lovely enough to overturn a city, charming as a beautiful woman, full of grace. “I am the Star Lord of Great Yin.”
“So what?” Huixue said slowly.
Though she said that, she knew some rumors about the Heavenly Realm. The Star Lord of Great Yin looked unserious, but he was indeed one of its highest combat powers. It was said that even Nanbin, Water Master of the Heavenly Realm and known as its strongest warrior, might not be certain to win against him.
“Lady Huixue.” The Star Lord of Great Yin raised an eyebrow. His tone was rather frivolous and casual, but the frivolity was not aimed at Huixue. It was simply how he was. “Does Lady Huixue not want to ask how this little junior sister is doing?”
“Does the Star Lord of Great Yin know?”
“Naturally. I thought Lady Huixue knew this too.” The Star Lord of Great Yin turned his wrist up and down. A glowing blue ball of light appeared in his palm. Within it, an image faintly flowed. Several people seemed to be standing inside it, saying something.
But when Huixue fixed her eyes on the image in the light, it gradually faded and disappeared. Before her, there was only a ball of blue flame and nothing else.
“Lady Huixue cannot see it?” the Star Lord of Great Yin asked, as if he already knew the answer.
Huixue nodded. Only dark blue light was reflected in her eyes.
“Then it seems Lady Huixue does not want to remember that part of the past. After all, it is something no one would want to recall.” The Star Lord of Great Yin sighed and raised his hand to extinguish the light. When he turned to Huixue, his pupils, once clear as the bright moon, turned blood red in an instant. “As long as Lady Huixue is willing to remember, it will soon appear before your eyes. This little junior sister’s condition is deeply connected to you.”
“What does the Star Lord of Great Yin mean? Are you saying I made Yinfeng fall into this state?” Huixue asked loudly.
Her silver-white hair drifted in the wind. Huixue raised her head to look at the round moon on the horizon, then turned to the Star Lord of Great Yin, and finally fixed her gaze on Mu Yinfeng’s face.
Mu Yinfeng’s face had lost all color. A few drops of blood stained the edge of her lips, making her look even more alluring. In that violent pain earlier, she had bitten through her own lip.
“Yes and no,” the Star Lord of Great Yin answered ambiguously, avoiding Huixue’s question. “She is under a curse of the witch clan. Every full-moon day, the spiritual energy in her body will riot. If her spiritual energy is not sealed or scattered before that, she may very well explode and die. After all, with her current body, she cannot possibly withstand the impact of such immense spiritual flow.”
“The witch clan?” Huixue froze. Had the witch clan not vanished many years ago?
“A witch clan curse does not target the flesh, but the soul. Once cursed in one life, it follows through life after life.” The Star Lord of Great Yin spoke quietly. “If Lady Huixue wants to save her, there are only three possibilities.”
“Which three?”
“The first is to seal all her spiritual energy and make her an ordinary person from now on. But if that happens, her lifespan will be no different from an ordinary person’s. On top of that, she has been eroded by extreme yin energy for years. At most, she would live five more years.”
“That will not do.” Huixue refused at once. “What are the other two?”
“The easiest one is no good? Then it can only be this.” The Star Lord of Great Yin pretended to sigh regretfully and thought for a while. “If she can share bedchamber pleasure with a member of the witch clan, then she will be regarded as one of them by default. A witch clan curse will not take effect against its own people.”
This…
“If she scatters her yin energy every time this happens, will that work?” Huixue remembered Mu Yinfeng’s method and could not help asking.
“It can only solve the immediate crisis. Scattering all spiritual energy itself places a huge burden on the body. Over time, her spiritual core will become extremely weak, and she still will not live long.”
So that would not work either.
Huixue took a deep breath and continued asking, “Is there another way?”
“The Ice-Snow Shadowless Orchid. It grows in the Ice Domain and is the natural counter to witch clan curses. But as for that one, I advise Lady Huixue not to use it.”
“Why?”
“Simple. The Ice-Snow Shadowless Orchid was personally cultivated by the Ice Emperor to summon the Butterfly Goddess. Lady Huixue cannot be unaware of the relationship between the Butterfly Goddess and the Ice Emperor, can you?” As the Star Lord of Great Yin spoke, he tossed Huixue a bottle. The whole bottle glowed blue. When Huixue caught it, she felt the yin energy inside was rich and pure, even beyond Mu Yinfeng’s.
“Inside are pills for suppression. They were all refined from my yin energy.” The Star Lord of Great Yin casually pointed at the round moon in the sky. In an instant, a corner of the moon went missing. The moment the moon lost that corner, Mu Yinfeng trembled in Huixue’s arms, as if she were about to wake.
“It seems Lady Huixue has already made her decision. I will not interfere in these matters. After all, I do not want to offend the Ice Emperor Biyuntian either.” The Star Lord of Great Yin blinked. “When this one wakes, there is no need to tell her I came here.”
Mu Yinfeng opened her eyes and saw that she was lying on Huixue’s bed. Beside her, curtains patterned with ice and snow had been lowered. Through the curtain, she could faintly see a figure.
“You are awake?”
The curtain was rolled up, revealing Huixue’s face. It was still like ice and snow, pure white and flawless, yet cold enough to freeze a person and soul together.
Mu Yinfeng propped a hand on the bed and tried to sit up. Huixue stepped forward to support her. When Huixue’s hand landed at Mu Yinfeng’s waist, Mu Yinfeng’s body shrank out of control. She lost her balance and fell into Huixue’s arms, ending up half lying across Huixue’s lap.
She did not know where Huixue had gone today, but Huixue carried a pleasant floral scent. The scent was faint and quiet, sinking straight into her organs. Mu Yinfeng felt as if her whole body had been washed clean, so comfortable she could hardly stand it.
“Do you like this scent?” Huixue lifted Mu Yinfeng a little higher, letting her lean in her arms. As Huixue moved, the fragrance spread. Mu Yinfeng felt like a cat plunging headfirst into an ocean of catnip.
Mu Yinfeng nodded.
“That is good,” Huixue said softly. She lifted Mu Yinfeng’s hand. Under the ice-snow seal, the blood vine on Mu Yinfeng’s wrist looked even brighter and more striking, as if formed from clotted blood. Huixue slowly moved her gaze away and sighed. “Did he tell you how to break the blood vine’s restriction?”
Mu Yinfeng nodded.
“How?”
“Make the blood vine acknowledge me as master.” Mu Yinfeng remembered Biyuntian’s words and suddenly thought of the day they faced Jian Shu, when the blood vine had obeyed her on its own. A plan formed in her heart. “Senior Sister, do you remember that day in Reed Village? When I faced Jian Shu, the blood vine fully obeyed me.”
“Sometimes, in extreme danger, a spiritual artifact may indeed be forced to acknowledge a master,” Huixue agreed. “But Jian Shu was Heaven-grade Mao rank, and even she could not make the blood vine fully obey. Are we supposed to find a Heaven-grade Yin rank…” As Huixue spoke, her expression darkened. “No. That is too dangerous.”
Inside Jian Shu’s Red Lotus Fire Prison, Mu Yinfeng had exhausted all her physical strength, spiritual energy, and mental power. And Jian Shu was only Heaven-grade Mao rank. If they encountered a Heaven-grade Yin rank, how could Mu Yinfeng survive?
“It is fine.” Mu Yinfeng raised her wrist and looked at the blood vine. “There is no hurry. The restriction the blood vine added does not have much effect on me right now.”
As long as she did not speak of her feelings for Huixue, that was enough. As long as she did not say it, the restriction could not be triggered.
Mu Yinfeng thought this and gently leaned her head against Huixue’s shoulder.
“There can only be one master of Liufei, and that is the Snow God’s reincarnation.”
The one who cursed her was the Snow God, Huixue’s previous life.
She did not want to know what rights and wrongs existed between Huixue’s previous life and hers. Now that both had reincarnated, old grudges should have scattered like smoke.
“Senior Sister, do you know how to undo a curse?” Mu Yinfeng asked tentatively.
“A curse? It is not something we can cast. Only the witch clan and gods near death can cast curses freely.” Huixue tightened her hold on the small bottle in her hand. The medicine inside was Mu Yinfeng’s life. While Mu Yinfeng was unconscious, Huixue had counted the pills. There were only enough to last three years.
In other words, she had only three years to obtain the Ice-Snow Shadowless Orchid. The Ice-Snow Shadowless Orchid was planted in Biyuntian’s Ice Palace and guarded by his trusted Hanfei. Hanfei had followed Biyuntian since his early years. Though she was not as strong as Biyuntian, she was at least at the standard of Heaven-grade Yin rank. What made Hanfei most terrifying was that she had awakened ice eyes. Anything that passed through her gaze would turn into solid ice. Whether it remained whole or shattered depended entirely on her thought.
Only if Huixue’s strength could completely suppress Hanfei could she obtain the Ice-Snow Shadowless Orchid. But the Ice-Snow Shadowless Orchid was the only way for the Butterfly Goddess to return. It was equal to the vessel that would hold the Butterfly Goddess’s soul. In other words, only one of Mu Yinfeng and the Butterfly Goddess could live.
Huixue did not want Mu Yinfeng to die, and Biyuntian could not possibly give up the chance for the Butterfly Goddess to return. The Ice-Snow Shadowless Orchid could produce only one plant after ten thousand years. Even a sage could not make that kind of concession.
But this was not completely impossible. Huixue remembered that the snow woman clan had a strange secret art called Replication. As its name suggested, Replication could copy anything, but it could be used only once on the thing copied. Still, once should be enough.
“A god near death.”
Just then, Mu Yinfeng sighed and silently hooked Huixue’s hand.
“What is wrong?”
“I was wondering what kind of curse a god would cast when near death.”
Their fingers interlaced. A faint chill flowed up from Huixue’s fingertips. Mu Yinfeng closed her eyes and took a deep breath of Huixue’s fragrance.
Her heart ached. A tear quietly slid from the corner of her eye.
Then Mu Yinfeng felt a smooth handkerchief wipe across her cheek. She opened her eyes slightly and met Huixue’s pale blue eyes.
This time, those pale blue eyes were not covered in ice and snow.
“Yinfeng, you are asking about a curse cast by a god near death?” Huixue smiled gently. “Why worry about that? The curses of gods and the witch clan work differently. A god’s curse can be solved by destroying the divine soul.”
Because witches were human, while gods were gods.
Humans had three souls and seven spirits. Unless they willingly gave them up, it was rare for anyone to completely destroy them. If the soul of the one who cast the curse was not broken, the curse could not be truly removed. But gods were much easier. Although gods were powerful, their divine souls were more fragile and easier to annihilate than human souls. Once a divine soul was destroyed, every trace of that god was erased.
“What if… the divine soul cannot be destroyed?” Mu Yinfeng turned her head slightly, looked at Huixue’s side profile, and asked quietly.
“There is no such thing as impossible to destroy, Yinfeng.” Huixue felt Mu Yinfeng’s question was strange. She moved her fingers and clasped Mu Yinfeng’s wrist, focusing to probe.
Now the spiritual energy in Mu Yinfeng’s body was moving peacefully, with nothing unusual. It seemed this truly happened only on full-moon days.
“I am fine.” Mu Yinfeng felt a little embarrassed and hurriedly pulled her hand back.
“How could you be fine?” Huixue sighed. If even the Heavenly Realm’s Star Lord of Great Yin had been drawn down, saying it was nothing would not fool even a three-year-old child.
Just then, there was the sound of gauze tearing. A wooden bird crashed through the window screen and flew in, then turned into thousands of fragments that scattered across the floor.
As the wooden bird shattered, footsteps sounded at the door.
“Senior Sister, Third Junior Sister, it is about to begin. What are you still doing?”
What was he doing here? Did he think his life was too long?
Mu Yinfeng did not mind sending him straight to the afterlife.
Just as Mu Yinfeng secretly gathered strength, she felt her shoulder sink. Huixue pressed her firmly into her arms. Mu Yinfeng could not help crying out, which immediately let Chang Zui lock onto their position.
“Senior Sister, what are you…” Mu Yinfeng’s breathing was a little quick from fright.
“Do not make a sound.” Huixue shushed her and quickly pulled down the curtain, hiding their figures.
“Senior Sister, Thi-third…” Chang Zui stood in the doorway. Seeing the scene in the room, he suddenly could not speak.
Wooden fragments were scattered across the floor. Wisps of incense curled through the room. The bed curtain had been lowered, and through it, two figures could faintly be seen tangled together, intimate and lingering, extremely suggestive. Among them came quick, trembling breaths.
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The Heroine Made a Pact With Senior Sister (GL) Chapter 63
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Released on September 20, 2026
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