The Heroine Made a Pact With Senior Sister (GL) Chapter 64

“What are you two doing?” Chang Zui sucked in a cold breath and quickly stepped half a step back. He was quite skilled in such matters, so he was not foolish enough to look and fail to understand.
Mu Yinfeng desperately signaled Huixue with her eyes. Huixue was practically ruining her own reputation like this. Mu Yinfeng herself did not care, but if word spread that Huixue had been tangled in bed with a woman in broad daylight, what kind of propriety would be left?
Huixue pressed one hand on Mu Yinfeng’s shoulder while covering Mu Yinfeng’s mouth with the other. At this moment, almost Mu Yinfeng’s entire body was pressed against Huixue. Then blue light flashed at Huixue’s fingertip. The light was extremely faint, almost vanishing the instant it appeared, then scattering into the air.
“What was that?” Only then did Huixue release Mu Yinfeng, and Mu Yinfeng immediately asked.
“Snow Illusion Art,” Huixue said slowly. Before Mu Yinfeng could ask, she began explaining. “Snow Illusion Art is also one of the snow clan’s secret arts, but it is different from other illusion arts. In Snow Illusion Art, people see what they most want to see.”
Mu Yinfeng nodded, but still did not understand. “Then why did Senior Sister use Snow Illusion Art on him?”
“To let you see what kind of person he truly is.”
This…
“I know what kind of person he is,” Mu Yinfeng said softly. “Senior Sister, if you do this, are you not afraid he will use it against you?”
“It is fine. He cannot see through it,” Huixue said calmly.
That was true too.
Mu Yinfeng sighed and did not look at Chang Zui. She knew very well what kind of person Chang Zui was.
In front of everyone, Chang Zui was a righteous disciple from a famous sect, a genius cultivator. In front of women, he was a loose and charming playboy. In truth, though Chang Zui seemed affectionate, his heart was the most heartless of all. Every bit of attention he gave was only careful plotting.
Chang Zui was also like a snake lurking in the dark. He knew how to endure and hide. That was why he had been able to bring her back from the pleasure quarters and wait several years before making his move.
“Senior Sister, I do not like him.” Mu Yinfeng grabbed Huixue’s sleeve and said in a small voice, “I have never liked him. Senior Sister, do not worry. No matter what Master says, I will not do anything foolish.”
Huixue remembered that in her last life, no matter what she had said, the person before her had answered only with a few cold words: “Senior Sister does not need to worry about this.”
The figure from her last life seemed to overlap with the person before her. They had the same face and voice, yet their air was completely different. One was cold and gloomy. The other was sweet, naive, and obedient.
But that was only the surface. If Huixue had not seen Mu Yinfeng’s faint smile when Huixue was not there, so charming and cold that a person could not help sinking into her bone-chilling gentleness, she might truly have thought Mu Yinfeng had become someone else.
Or rather, Mu Yinfeng had changed only in front of her.
“You will not do anything foolish. So you know it is foolish?” Fortunately, Huixue’s self-control was extremely strong. Otherwise, she might truly have failed to resist the hidden impulse to pull Mu Yinfeng into her arms again. “Do not be fooled by Chang Zui. Men cannot be relied on.”
She sighed and held up a crystal-clear ball of light in her palm. Inside the ball, two figures were reflected, tightly wrapped together, like the moon embracing clouds, like fish finding water, tender and lingering amid faint fragrance and endless charm.
Huixue’s expression changed. She abruptly scattered the ball of light and turned to look at Mu Yinfeng. Mu Yinfeng was staring at her face without blinking, as if she had not noticed the ball that had just appeared in Huixue’s palm.
“I know. Senior Sister is the most reliable.” Mu Yinfeng smiled, leaned her head back on Huixue’s shoulder, and reminded her in a low voice, “Senior Sister, are we still going to the fighting stage today?”
The two women hurried to the fighting stage. Below, the waiting disciples were all sleepy-eyed and yawning. They were about to scatter in twos and threes. Shu Ji stood on the stage. Seeing the two women arrive hand in hand, with loose hair and messy clothes, she silently swallowed what she had wanted to say.
“Cancel today’s matches,” Shu Ji said, coughing a few times. Her thin body looked as if it might be blown away like a dead leaf. “The sky changed so dramatically last night that the disciples barely slept. They are all half asleep. How are they supposed to fight? You two should go back too. Oh, right. I remember telling Chang Zui to inform you. Did he not tell you?”
The two women looked at each other. If Chang Zui had known this, then who had been trapped in the Snow Illusion Art and asked them to come here?
Mu Yinfeng hurried back to Reed Snow Residence. It was completely silent inside. She released her mental power, and it quickly covered the residence.
“Chang Zui is not inside.”
“He cannot break Snow Illusion Art.”
Mu Yinfeng and Huixue spoke at the same time.
“Senior Sister, what do you think is going on?” Mu Yinfeng’s spiritual sense slipped into Huixue’s sea of consciousness and asked.
After mastering the Spirit Gu Control Curse, entering someone else’s sea of consciousness had become almost effortless for Mu Yinfeng. In the past, she still needed permission, but now, as long as she wanted to, she could go in at any time and frighten someone.
Huixue, however, seemed long used to her mental power entering and went straight to the point. “Yinfeng, open your sea of consciousness to me.”
Mu Yinfeng did as she said. When Huixue’s spiritual sense entered her sea of consciousness, Mu Yinfeng felt strange, as if two people were sharing one body.
Huixue silently looked at the detection image in Mu Yinfeng’s sea of consciousness, then suddenly said, “Yinfeng, can you put the broken pieces of the wooden spirit bird back together?”
Huh?
Senior Sister, are you sure you are not making things hard for me?
Using mental power to restore an object was one of the hardest tasks no matter how strong someone’s mental power was. It required not only a powerful memory, but sometimes also judging possible mechanisms and seals from a distance. In short, it needed enormous mental power as support, sharp observation and judgment, and rich knowledge of many kinds of spells.
Even so, Mu Yinfeng did not want to say she could not do it in front of Huixue. She braced herself and began piecing together the spirit bird. But the moment she sent mental power into one fragment, she stopped.
“This is not Hanyou Valley’s mechanical bird.” Mu Yinfeng wanted to withdraw the strand of mental power she had sent in, but suddenly found that it had sunk into the fragment like a clay ox entering the sea.
Instinctive danger made her stop. She passed this information to Huixue, only to see Tianbing silently climb onto Huixue’s fingertips. Chuying jumped out from somewhere and growled low toward Reed Snow Residence.
Mu Yinfeng placed one hand on Severing Love’s hilt. With the other, she raised her hand and was about to undo the jeweled necklace, but Huixue stopped her.
“Yinfeng, be careful.”
Before Huixue finished speaking, Mu Yinfeng felt a sharp light flare in her sea of consciousness. She groaned, used all her strength to push Huixue’s spiritual sense out, and at the same time staggered backward. A thread of blood wound down from the corner of her mouth.
“It is a witch clan secret art.” Mu Yinfeng panted softly, feeling as if her head were splitting. Her mental probe scattered on its own. The instant the golden light bloomed, she felt as if her sea of consciousness had almost cracked apart.
Attacking one part to damage the whole was the witch clan’s specialty. They had detonated a portion of her mental power to destroy her sea of consciousness. This method could be called vicious, and it was also very hard to predict in advance.
Fortunately, her sea of consciousness was sturdy enough not to collapse in an instant. But she had still been badly injured. Not only could she no longer use mental power, she could not control spiritual energy either.
“How are you?” Because Mu Yinfeng had forced Huixue’s spiritual sense out in time, Huixue had not been affected by the secret art. She stood in front of Mu Yinfeng and was about to draw Liufei.
“Do not.” Mu Yinfeng tightly grabbed the back of Huixue’s robe. Half kneeling on the ground, she used her other hand to press down hard on Huixue’s hand. “The witch clan acts in secret and is skilled at remote control. They are definitely not here.”
That “Chang Zui” had probably been bait sent by the witch clan. Mu Yinfeng did not know why the witch clan was targeting her, but she somehow felt this attack was not over.
That conclusion shocked Mu Yinfeng. In the original text, the witch clan was a race whose head and tail were never seen, all the way to the ending. All kinds of mysterious witch arts existed only in legends and had never truly appeared face to face.
The witch clan was different from other alien races. It had been driven out and exterminated by the cultivation world. Great powers from Guiyuan Tower had once led an attack on the witch clan’s nest and killed all ten of its great elders. In that battle, most of the witch clan died, and the other survivors scattered like birds and beasts. The current cultivation world had not heard any legend of the witch clan for nearly a hundred years.
Just then, a spirit bird flew over. Tianbing shot from Huixue’s hand and knocked the spirit bird down by force.
“What is wrong? Is this one also witch clan…”
“It is fine. This one is a real messenger spirit bird.” Huixue picked up the message token Chuying brought over, swept her eyes over it, and tossed it aside. “The witch clan has emerged.”
Mu Yinfeng’s heart pounded. She did not care what punishment there might be for knocking down a real messenger spirit bird. “Where else has this happened?”
“Many places. Mirror Flower Hall, Shuihua Gate, Tianyun Sect… Every sect with a name has discovered all kinds of witch clan secret arts harming people. Even the Mingxin Sect was not spared. Yinfeng, do you want to see?”
Huixue held out a hand. Mu Yinfeng froze for a moment, then still handed hers over and used Huixue’s strength to stand.
“The ones attacked… who were they?” Mu Yinfeng asked quietly.
“Miqiu of Mirror Flower Hall, Lanxin of Shuihua Gate…”
“Ruolian of Tianyun Sect and Ming Ziyou of the Mingxin Sect?” Before Huixue could finish, Mu Yinfeng named the last two after hearing the first names.
“Exactly.” Huixue nodded. “How did you know?”
Mu Yinfeng took a deep breath and continued, “Ruolian injured her fingers. Lanxin and Miqiu were injured in the palms. Ming Ziyou should have been cursed and had his human soul separated.”
“A perfect match.”
Mu Yinfeng swayed and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Enduring the terrible pain of her damaged sea of consciousness, she instantly drained all the spiritual energy in her spiritual core and changed it into mental power. Her sea of consciousness filled in an instant. She opened her eyes wide. They turned faint gold, as if all things in the world were clear under those golden eyes.
To others, draining spiritual energy to refill the sea of consciousness was like drinking poison to quench thirst. But for Mu Yinfeng, it was something she had to do. Without huge mental power, she could not control the primordial yin power in her body. Only by restoring her mental power could she have a chance to keep investigating.
This was Golden Eyes Tracking, the second seal she had broken under last night’s full moon. Mu Yinfeng had not expected that the seal she had just broken yesterday would be useful today.
When the fragment exploded, she had branded the witch power on it. The witch clan could control things from afar, but that did not mean she could not do the same. The witch clan relied on mental power for remote control. This kind of tracking followed the same path, and it was not difficult for her.
The golden light in Mu Yinfeng’s eyes gradually faded. Her body tilted, and she fell weakly into Huixue’s arms. Her lips moved, but no sound came out. She shook her head weakly.
The taste of blood filled her mouth. Mu Yinfeng coughed violently, and a mouthful of blood splashed onto Huixue. She instinctively reached out to wipe it away, but no matter what, she could not lift her arm.
“Stop moving.”
Huixue took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of Mu Yinfeng’s lips. Then, from somewhere, she produced a glowing Treasure-Light Glazed Fruit and pushed it into Mu Yinfeng’s mouth.
The Treasure-Light Glazed Fruit turned into juice and flowed down her throat. Its sweet fragrance swept away the taste of blood. The effect hidden inside the fruit slowly began to work, repairing her damaged and drained spiritual core bit by bit.
Huixue supported Mu Yinfeng’s back and half crouched, helping her sit down. “Yinfeng, can you still hold on?”
“I am fine.” Mu Yinfeng finally had the strength to speak. She slowly lifted her eyes, looked toward Reed Snow Residence, then glanced at the rippling cold pond. Gently placing a hand over the spiritual core in her chest, she felt sharp pain still pulsing from it from time to time. She took a deep breath, raised her hand, and pointed in one direction. “There.”
Huixue looked that way, but she saw nothing.
Mu Yinfeng closed her eyes, and her voice grew even lower. Her breath was faint and disordered, as if it might stop at any moment. “There… Spirit-Trapping… Lock…”
The constant pain in her spiritual core tormented her until she could barely speak. Although the Treasure-Light Glazed Grass had some repairing ability, now that her spiritual core had almost collapsed over a large area, it was only a drop in a bucket.
The Spirit-Trapping Lock was a vicious spiritual artifact passed down through generations of the witch clan. As long as someone mistakenly entered its attack range, they would lose spiritual energy for seven days, no matter who they were and no matter their cultivation. The rule was absolute. The Spirit-Trapping Lock was divided into child locks and mother locks. One mother lock could control nearly a thousand child locks.
In other words, Hanyou Valley might now contain nearly a thousand Spirit-Trapping Locks. For people like them, the locks trapped spiritual energy. But for disciples with shallower cultivation foundations, they would probably seize the spiritual root itself. Even if the effect lifted after seven days, those disciples would no longer be able to continue cultivating.
“So it is a Spirit-Trapping Lock. Destroying it is enough.” Huixue turned her wrist. Tianbing shot out straight toward the Spirit-Trapping Lock. But Tianbing paused in the air, then quickly fell to the ground like a dead white snake.
As Tianbing landed, Huixue’s face turned pale. The hand she used to hold Mu Yinfeng’s grew slightly warm. Mu Yinfeng had an ominous feeling and looked at Huixue.
“I have no spiritual energy,” Huixue said softly. She abruptly pulled her hand away and was about to draw Liufei, but Mu Yinfeng pressed down on her hand again.
“Senior Sister, do not… do that.”
Huixue looked at Mu Yinfeng with complicated eyes. “This is the only way. Yinfeng, hurry and leave. Leave Hanyou Valley and go to the Ice-Snow Domain. With my ice-snow seal, no one will dare attack you!”
“After being struck by the Spirit-Trapping Lock, you still think you can escape from me?”
A soft voice sounded from where Tianbing had fallen. A layer of soil rose from the ground, and liquid seeped out from within it. The liquid twisted a few times, then turned into a young girl.
The girl held a small bell in her hand. She slowly walked toward the two women, killing intent bright in her beautiful eyes.
“Did you think you would be safe as long as you did not step into the Spirit-Trapping Lock? Let me tell you, this Spirit-Trapping Lock was improved by a great power. It can seal anything stained with the sealed object’s spiritual energy. You no longer have spiritual energy now, do you?”
“So what?” Huixue raised her hand and shielded Mu Yinfeng behind her, looking straight at the girl. “Even without spiritual energy, you are still no match for us.”
“Do not say that too early.” The girl toyed with the bell in her hand. Its clear sound was like demonic music. Both Mu Yinfeng and Huixue felt their seas of consciousness shake at the same time.
Huixue stood in front of Mu Yinfeng and bore a greater impact. Her sea of consciousness had not been very stable to begin with. Under this strike from the Soul-Capturing Bell, she felt as if the souls in her sea of consciousness were about to be sucked away.
Perhaps the witch clan’s attack power was not very strong, but when it came to hidden tricks and control, they stood at the peak of every art. Just like today’s Spirit-Trapping Lock and Soul-Capturing Bell. If these harmed the body directly, they might not be too much. But under the Spirit-Trapping Lock, all spiritual energy vanished, and under the Soul-Capturing Bell, the sea of consciousness fell into chaos. Neither was easy to handle.
“The cultivation world says you two are geniuses, one with the Saint Body of primordial yin and one inheritor of Liufei. But from what I see today, you are only ordinary, not even as good as a common witch clan disciple. How can you be called rare talents? It seems the cultivation world’s pursuit and slaughter of the witch clan has reached its end.” As the girl spoke, she shook the Soul-Capturing Bell with even more strength.
Seeing that Huixue could barely hold on, Mu Yinfeng hardened her heart and struck the back of Huixue’s head with one palm, sealing Huixue’s sea of consciousness.
Then she slowly raised her hand and tapped her forehead. A butterfly mark lit up there.
“Do witch clan people not know how to fight openly? So noisy.” Mu Yinfeng helped Huixue to the side and said coldly.
The girl smiled seductively. “You are still standing? I have never seen anyone escape from my witch clan Holy Maiden’s Soul-Capturing Bell. Since you are like this, you might as well go down and accompany her sooner. She will definitely be happy. Do you agree? Weren’t you looking like you were about to die just now? How are you standing now? Do you also believe that delicate girls are more likely to win people’s favor?”
But when she reached the last word, an inexplicable chill rose in her heart. She stopped shaking the Soul-Capturing Bell without meaning to and lifted her eyes to meet a pair of cold, charming, narrow eyes.
She suddenly realized that her body could not move under that gaze, as if those eyes had sealed her.
How was that possible?
She desperately tried to break free of the restraint of those eyes, but no matter what, her body could not move. Her expression changed. Using all her strength, she clenched her fist. Her sharp nails pierced her skin and dug into her flesh. Under the stimulation of fierce pain, her body could finally move.
“That is more like it.” She smiled. This time, she did not shake the bell. “What is this move called?”
“Yin Charm Art.” Mu Yinfeng had no intention of hiding it from her. Her identity as a woman of primordial yin was already widely known. If someone wanted to investigate her, the matter of the Yin Charm Art could be found out in moments.
What shocked her a little was the person before her. This girl could actually break free of the Yin Charm Art, which even Shu Ji could not break free from. It showed that this witch clan Holy Maiden’s mental power cultivation was not far from hers.
“Yin Charm Art. You finally got serious.” The girl smiled beautifully. “I like you like this. Only defeating you this way gives me a sense of achievement. But your sea of consciousness is almost destroyed, is it not? How many times can you use that kind of attack?”
“If you came to assassinate me, what is the point of saying all this?” Mu Yinfeng asked coldly. Then she patted Chuying’s head, asking Chuying to guard Huixue. This time, Chuying did not growl at her. Instead, it nodded solemnly.
“I prefer serious people. Defeating you that way is more satisfying.” The girl walked a few steps toward Mu Yinfeng and looked at her seriously. “Woman of primordial yin, show me your true ability.”
“There is no need.” Mu Yinfeng stood shakily and formed a true formula. Faint yin energy spread around her, and a black butterfly phantom slowly rose behind her.
The black butterfly grew larger and larger, its shadow becoming more solid. Just as it was about to become real, the entire butterfly collapsed with a boom, turning into countless small black butterflies that scattered apart. For a moment, ten thousand butterflies flew behind Mu Yinfeng. Their forms were graceful, and the rustle of black wings filled the air. Butterflies danced up and down across the sky, creating a rather magnificent scene.
Mu Yinfeng rose on the wind amid those thousands of butterflies and hovered in the air. She opened her eyes, and they were filled entirely with dazzling gold light. The witch clan girl instinctively stepped back. A sense of danger made her shake the Soul-Capturing Bell.
“You clearly have no spiritual energy!” Her voice was shrill. “Why? Why is this happening?”
This butterfly phantom was clearly spiritual energy taking form. But she had sensed traces of Tianbing’s spiritual energy flowing in Mu Yinfeng’s body. How could Mu Yinfeng not be sealed by the Spirit-Trapping Lock?
Then she suddenly noticed the black butterfly mark on Mu Yinfeng’s forehead. Her expression changed. When had that black butterfly appeared? Why had it not been in her investigation?
“These things are not for you to know.” Mu Yinfeng’s figure hid among the butterflies. Her voice was cold and ghostly, as if it came from hell. “You only need to know one thing now. You are going to die.”
The wings of the black butterfly on her forehead seemed to move. The butterflies filling the sky danced up and down with the flow of spiritual energy in her palm. They turned into a butterfly array. Part of it guarded her body, while the rest flew straight toward the witch clan girl.
“This is impossible!”
The Soul-Capturing Bell rang madly. The black butterflies in front of Mu Yinfeng gradually vanished, but as soon as one layer vanished, more black butterflies filled the gap. The cycle repeated, never allowing the black butterflies to disappear completely.
“You want to kill me that badly? Is this the witch clan’s method?” Mu Yinfeng asked slowly.
“You must die.” The witch clan girl rushed forward while shaking the Soul-Capturing Bell. Three sharp blades flew toward Mu Yinfeng’s face.
Just as the blades were about to stab Mu Yinfeng, a clear sound split the air. A blinding silver light flared. Sharp sword energy knocked away the three blades, and the sword tip flashing with cold blue light pointed straight at the witch clan girl.
A ball of dark blue light surged from the sword tip. Though Mu Yinfeng had already held back, the sorrowful force within it did not lessen. At the same time, the Yin Charm Art activated, fixing the witch clan girl in place once again and giving her no room to dodge.
First form of Severing Love: Questioning Love!
In an instant, the witch clan girl felt every emotion in her heart empty out. She stood there blankly, not knowing what she was doing or what she should do. The ground split under the blinding silver light. Roof tiles fell from Reed Snow Residence. Waves surged across the cold pond. The earth cracked, the mountain shook, and smoke and dust flew everywhere. For a while, no one could see the battle clearly.
As smoke filled the sky, a light suddenly flared at the center of the explosion. The light lingered for a long time.
Running when she could not win?
That truly was the witch clan’s essence.
When the wind and dust settled, the black butterflies slowly scattered. Mu Yinfeng landed on the ground, then suddenly pitched forward. She barely supported herself with Severing Love and spat a mouthful of blood onto the sword.
The dark blue blade absorbed the bright red blood and shone with an even stranger light.
She stretched out a hand and touched Huixue’s forehead with her fingertip, undoing the seal on Huixue’s sea of consciousness. Chuying ran over, pawed at Mu Yinfeng’s hand, and pushed several Treasure-Light Glazed Fruits into it.
“Thank you, Chuying.”
Mu Yinfeng swallowed the Treasure-Light Glazed Fruits with difficulty, then immediately sat down where she was to regulate her breath and recover. If she did not heal herself now, waiting any longer might leave lasting damage.
Chuying looked at Mu Yinfeng with complicated eyes. It lightly patted Mu Yinfeng’s hand, then crouched quietly beside her. The long fur all over its body stood up, as if it would tear any uninvited guest to pieces if they dared come close.