The Heroine Made a Pact With Senior Sister (GL) Chapter 70

“Blood vine!” Mu Yinfeng warned. Spiritual energy burst from her body and forcibly pressed the spreading blood vine back into its original state.
By then, Huixue had already turned into a streak of white light and flashed out of Reed Snow Residence. When Mu Yinfeng ran out, Huixue had already lifted a “corpse” and thrown it into the grass nearby. The smell of human blood filled the air, especially clear in the dark night. Mu Yinfeng frowned slightly.
Although there was some distance between them and the night was vast, with her eyesight, she had already seen who this “corpse” belonged to. She simply did not know what kind of feeling she should have.
“Is it Chang Zui?” Mu Yinfeng steadied herself and asked.
“It is him.” Huixue casually threw him into a nearby ditch. Her voice was cold and ghostly. “Anyone who breaks into Reed Snow Residence deserves this. Dying this way would be letting him off lightly.”
“He is dead?” Mu Yinfeng found it strange. She wanted to step forward to check, but Huixue stopped her at the door.
“You want to see that filthy thing in the middle of the night?” Huixue reached out and pressed her against the doorframe. “Yinfeng, what are you thinking? If you go over, you will definitely leave traces. Are you not afraid Master will discover it?”
“But it was me…”
“It was not you.” Huixue used strength, and Mu Yinfeng felt her body pressed tightly against the doorframe, as if she were about to stick to it. “Yinfeng, calm down. Who saw you do this? Who knows you have the blood vine? In the entire cultivation world, how many people can control the blood vine?”
“I…”
“Do not speak. Go back inside. Leave this to me.”
Huixue did not allow her to say more. Silver light flashed between her fingers. Her hand rose and the needles fell. In an instant, Mu Yinfeng’s acupoints were sealed. Mu Yinfeng’s eyes were open, but her body could not move. She could only watch as Huixue picked her up and carried her back to the bedroom.
Above the bedroom, more than a dozen holes still remained from when the blood vine had activated.
Spiritual light flashed in Huixue’s palm. Snowflakes surged from around her, rose into the air, and blocked the roof that had been pierced by the blood vine.
This whole series of actions was smooth and easy, as if she had long been used to it. Mu Yinfeng’s eyes widened slightly in surprise. Then Huixue had already walked out of the room and vanished from her view.
Huixue was glad. Glad that Mu Yinfeng had killed Chang Zui, so Huixue would not have to act herself. Mu Yinfeng saw through Huixue’s thoughts and felt rather surprised. Huixue and Chang Zui had no past hatred or recent grudge, so how could she hate Chang Zui this much? She seemed to want nothing more than to get rid of him quickly.
The current Chang Zui had not tried to kill Mu Yinfeng. Or even if he wanted to kill her, had he not yet acted?
“Did you not want to kill him very much?” The blood vine’s thin voice rang in Mu Yinfeng’s heart again. Mu Yinfeng turned her eyes, wanting to look at her hand, but she could not see the blood vine’s current reaction at all. She could only judge from its voice that the blood vine was excited and pleased, as if it had made a great achievement.
“I did not.”
“Do not try to lie to me. I know everything about you.”
That thin voice was like demonic sound, making her afraid to think further.
In truth, she had wanted to kill Chang Zui more than once. But because she feared that Chang Zui’s death would cause the world to collapse, she had held back. During missions, she had also used many methods to put Chang Zui in danger, but Chang Zui truly deserved to be the male lead of the book. His fortune was shocking. Every time, he could turn danger into safety and misfortune into luck.
Only one of her and Chang Zui could live. Either she would become the cultivation vessel Chang Zui refined, or Chang Zui would die at her hands.
Seeing Mu Yinfeng fall silent, the blood vine continued in a teasing tone, “Do you not wish he were dead? Do you want him to keep blocking you two? Although you two are already impossible, that does not mean you can go find someone else just because it is impossible, right?”
“Why is it impossible?”
A faint burning pain came from her wrist. Clearly, the blood vine was punishing her.
“Aside from activating the restriction, I will not do anything that goes against your will,” the blood vine said calmly. “I can catch the faintest desire and magnify it without limit. Look directly at yourself now. Do you truly not want to kill him?”
“So what if I do? What I want to do does not mean I will do it.”
“That is not something I can understand.” The blood vine’s voice was stubborn. “I only know that obeying desire is the first purpose.”
Mu Yinfeng fell silent.
At that moment, Huixue entered the room again. She gently lifted the bed curtain, looked at Mu Yinfeng’s wide-open eyes, then lowered the curtain again.
“Yinfeng, are you afraid?” Through the curtain, Huixue’s voice seemed to come from the clouds, unreal and distant.
“I am not afraid.”
“Your whole body is trembling, and you tell me you are not afraid?” Huixue laughed softly. “Is Chang Zui very important to you?”
Mu Yinfeng closed her eyes and avoided answering. “He is a Hanyou Valley disciple.”
If Chang Zui died in an accident while fighting evil beings, or died in a sneak attack by evil beings, that would be fine. But if he died directly at her hands, that would not do.
“Hanyou Valley has so many disciples. Can you manage them all? In the cultivation world, disciples dying or being injured is common. Hundreds or thousands of disciples die every year. You need to understand that.”
Mu Yinfeng was silent for a moment. “If they die at the hands of evil beings or in sect struggles, those things are hard to avoid. But if they die at the hands of their own people, that is not suitable.”
Huixue’s hand entered through the curtain and grasped Mu Yinfeng’s wrist. The instant the two touched, the wind patterns on Huixue’s left hand suddenly lit up.
She slowly hid her left hand behind her back so Mu Yinfeng would not see the wind patterns. “Yinfeng, Chang Zui was attacked by the blood vine.”
“I know.”
“The blood vine belongs to Yimu.”
“Senior Sister wants to push all of this onto Yimu?”
“No one knows Yimu’s whereabouts,” Huixue said quietly. “Do not worry. Anything that happens in Reed Snow Residence has nothing to do with you.”
Mu Yinfeng did not speak. An attack by Yimu’s blood vine, Yimu never leaving any traces behind, and Yimu acting without any reason. It sounded like a perfect lie. But before Bing Ling’er, who could be called the ceiling of detection, could it truly be hidden?
“Nothing to do with me? Then Senior Sister, what about you?”
It would be very hard for Huixue to clear herself of something that happened at Reed Snow Residence. If Huixue did not use Liufei to trade one life for one life, Mu Yinfeng still had no way to stand against the entire cultivation world.
“It is not worth it. There is no need to do this for me. If Master asks, just hand me over directly,” Mu Yinfeng said softly. “I know what I need to do.”
“Do not worry. He is not dead. No one will care about this.”
“Not dead?”
Chang Zui had not died? His life was absurdly stubborn.
“If he died, Master would naturally investigate to the end. But if he does not die, this matter will be brushed over. Because the blood vine is involved.” Huixue paused, and for some reason, frost covered her voice. “Martial Uncle Shadow once said that the cultivation world drives out and cleanses those suspected of ties to Yimu, yet keeps a respectful distance from people truly related to Yimu. Even if there is solid proof that you did it, no one will dare act rashly before judging your relationship with Yimu.”
“In any case, it will be soon. It depends on whether Abi arrives in time.” Only then did Huixue lift the curtain. With a pull of her palm power, she removed the silver needles sealing Mu Yinfeng, and Mu Yinfeng finally recovered the ability to move.
Mu Yinfeng sat up at once and poked her head out from behind the curtain. “Then what does Senior Sister plan to do next?”
“As long as he keeps one breath, anything else can be done.” Huixue’s tone was relaxed and natural, but Mu Yinfeng heard a trace of icy killing intent. Huixue sat beside Mu Yinfeng and thoughtfully glanced in her direction, though she quickly looked away. “How do you want to deal with him?”
Her finger stopped over Mu Yinfeng’s spiritual core and lightly tapped.
“Before Abi arrives, it can be done.”
Now Huixue could not avoid recalling the Yin-Locking Blade she had seen with her own eyes in her last life. Chang Zui had used sweet words and all kinds of methods to deceive Mu Yinfeng until she was utterly devoted to him, wanting only to make Mu Yinfeng willingly become his cultivation vessel.
The reason Huixue knew this was because Chang Zui cultivated the Path of Heartlessness, exactly the same as Bing Ling’er. If there was any difference, it was that Bing Ling’er had switched paths halfway, while Chang Zui had soaked the Path of Heartlessness into his bones from the beginning of cultivation.
Because he cultivated this art, he could not possibly fall in love. Forming a pact with someone meant giving up the Path of Heartlessness he had cultivated for years. Because of that, Huixue knew that the benefit Chang Zui gained from choosing to form a pact with Mu Yinfeng had to be greater than the benefit of continuing his current cultivation path.
And thinking this far, Mu Yinfeng’s body type could not be ignored. A primordial yin body, once refined into a cultivation vessel, would be enormously beneficial to cultivation. With Chang Zui’s viciousness, he would squeeze out every bit of Mu Yinfeng’s value. That Yin-Locking Blade meant to kill was proof.
Mu Yinfeng understood what she meant and slowly shook her head. “There is no need.”
Destroying a person’s spiritual root was often more humiliating than killing them. It meant that person would fall from the clouds into the mud, trampled by others and unable to resist.
“For someone who treats you like an ordinary object, why treat him like a person?” Huixue asked.
“No matter what, he is still Master’s disciple. He is not someone we can handle however we like,” Mu Yinfeng said calmly. “Senior Sister, think about it. All these years, Master has favored Chang Zui more. Does Senior Sister truly think Master would not ask a single question if Chang Zui’s spiritual root were destroyed?”
In the book, after Chang Zui died, Lord Lanfeng used all her cultivation to seal Chang Zui’s essence soul inside her own body. After Bing Ling’er learned of this, she did not hesitate to pile up all kinds of heavenly treasures to make Chang Zui’s soul more stable inside Lord Lanfeng. She clearly knew it would be difficult for two souls to last long in this kind of body. If Lord Lanfeng’s soul was not stable, Chang Zui would replace her. What Bing Ling’er did was almost sacrificing Lord Lanfeng to save Chang Zui.
Thinking of this, Mu Yinfeng narrowed her eyes slightly, and a sharp light flashed through them.
“Now is not the time to let him die,” Mu Yinfeng said softly. “Senior Sister does not need to worry. He will not live long.”
The moment she said this, Mu Yinfeng’s heart skipped. She suddenly thought of something.
Was this the part that had always felt wrong to her?
“Something happened at Siming Palace.” This time, the Star Lord of Great Yin had lost his usual joking looseness. He raised his eyes to look at the snow-clothed divine official beside him. The snow-clothed divine official’s expression was cold and indifferent. Only when his eyes rested on the Star Lord of Great Yin did they reveal a little warmth.
The snow-clothed divine official nodded without a word. His figure flashed and rushed straight toward Siming Palace.
The Star Lord of Great Yin followed close behind. The two chased one after the other, and before long, they arrived at Siming Palace, the forbidden place of the Heavenly Realm.
“I remember the last time I came here, it was for Little Sun…” The Star Lord of Great Yin’s expression drifted. Suddenly, he felt his wrist turn cold. He instinctively lowered his head and saw a long, slender hand gripping his wrist tightly. The cold came from that palm.
“The seal of Siming Palace has been broken,” the snow-clothed divine official said lightly. “For a mental attack like this at the moment the seal was broken, it must be at least Heaven-grade Chou rank.”
“It is Zi rank.” The usual smiling light in the Star Lord of Great Yin’s eyes vanished. In its place was an almost feverish battle intent. His hand rested on Liuguang. His lips curved as he looked at Siming Palace, surrounded by mist and clouds. “Brother Water Master, shall we go in?”
The snow-clothed divine official raised a hand and stopped the Star Lord of Great Yin. The Star Lord of Great Yin saw his intention. His eyes lowered slightly, and the battle intent faded, as if he had returned to his usual careless self in an instant.
“Every time, we have to wait. You are too cautious. What can the two Siming officials do this time? Could they still…”
“The one who broke the seal is the Snow God, Star Lord of Great Yin.” At that moment, a green-skirted girl appeared behind them. She held a willow branch in her hand. Dewdrops clung to the branch, yet all of them stayed steadily on the willow leaves and did not slide down.
This was the Lesser Siming of Siming Palace. The Lesser Siming was one of the rare divine officials of the Heavenly Realm with no combat ability. Even so, no one dared offend her, because she controlled life charts and fortune. Although she looked young, she was one of the Heavenly Realm’s elders. Her status was honored and almost not beneath the Heavenly Emperor.
“The Snow God’s seal. Wait, the Snow God’s seal?”
The Star Lord of Great Yin looked shocked. In a flash, he stood before the Lesser Siming. “What is your Siming Palace doing? Every few days, something goes wrong. Do you know what releasing the Snow God means?”
The snow-clothed divine official’s expression was serious. He stared at the Lesser Siming, his gaze asking her to explain the matter.
The Lesser Siming lightly twirled the willow leaf in her hand and calmly said, “Siming Palace merely follows heaven’s order. There has been no failure.”
Hearing this, the Star Lord of Great Yin almost wanted to grab the Lesser Siming by the collar and question her. But since she was a woman, he could not do something so forceful. “No failure? You released the Snow God. Do you not know what will happen if a Heaven-grade Zi-rank Snow God descends to the mortal world?”
“These matters cannot be disclosed.” The Lesser Siming turned to leave. “Star Lord, you should manage your own affairs. Matters of the human world do not need such labor from you.”
In an instant, blue light flared. The dark Liuguang sword pointed straight at the Lesser Siming’s neck. The Star Lord of Great Yin’s eyes were dark and cold. “It would not be very good if Miss Siming refuses to speak. What if Liuguang forces Miss Siming to speak? Does Miss Siming think that would be good?”
“Your sword is useless against me.” The Lesser Siming’s figure turned unreal, cleverly avoiding Liuguang’s edge and jumping back a few steps. Green mist curled around her, almost blending her into it. “The mandate of heaven cannot be defied. Star Lord, just because you can defy it does not mean everyone can do these things.”
“If Siming Palace acts so recklessly, sooner or later it will bring irreversible disaster to every realm in the world.”
“It is rare for the Star Lord to think so much for the human world.” The Lesser Siming’s voice came from within the green mist, faint and unreal. “Does the Star Lord still remember how he suggested the heavenly prophecy and heavenly punishment back then?”
“The mandate of heaven cannot be defied…”
“Since the Star Lord also believes this, I have nothing to say.” The Lesser Siming waved the willow branch. The green mist scattered, and her figure vanished with it. “In the human world, no matter who they are, they are human. Since they are human, they must follow heaven’s will.”
The Star Lord of Great Yin was about to chase after her with his sword, but then there was a clear clang. A black treasured sword met Liuguang and blocked him.
“A-Ping, go back.”
“Why? Are we just going to let the Snow God descend to the lower world? Then Lord Wind will…”
“Lord Wind is blessed with deep fortune. Nothing will happen…”
The Star Lord of Great Yin abruptly knocked the black sword aside, raising his voice half a degree. “Do you know what the heavenly prophecy actually says? The heavenly prophecy is not only the one currently being spread. Lord Wind dies at the Snow God’s hands. Did you truly not know this, or are you pretending not to know?”
“A thousand years ago…”
“A thousand years ago, in the battle between Lord Wind and the Snow God, the two did not both suffer mortal wounds. Lord Wind could have retreated unharmed.” The Star Lord of Great Yin opened his eyes and stared straight at the snow-clothed divine official. Moonlight burned in his gaze, and a point of cold blood-moon light within it was like the stare of a fierce ghost from Asura hell. “Lord Wind was the head divine official of the Department of Nature. Even you, Water Master, were not her match, right? How could she have died together with a mere Snow God?”
“If so, then why?”
“Lord Wind sacrificed herself.” The Star Lord of Great Yin spoke each word clearly. “She shattered her godhead to protect the Snow God’s divine soul. That is why the Snow God position depends on inheritance instead of being filled by ascension. As long as the Snow God’s divine soul is not broken, the Snow God position can never fall into another person’s hands.”
The snow-clothed divine official fell silent. Only after a long time did he ask, “Were Lord Wind and the Snow God also bound by mutual understanding and pact?”
The Star Lord of Great Yin slowly nodded.
“So that is how it is.” The snow-clothed divine official nodded. “But A-Ping, the matter of the heavenly prophecy may not fall on Lord Wind.”
As he spoke, he pointed a finger at the Star Lord of Great Yin’s spiritual platform. The red light in the Star Lord of Great Yin’s eyes vanished, and he slowly fell. The snow-clothed divine official reached out and held him.
“…Now that the Snow God has descended, the situation is unpredictable. A-Ping, it is better if you do not interfere.”
Only now did Mu Yinfeng realize one thing: had Lord Lanfeng truly not known Chang Zui’s intentions?
Thinking of this, Lord Lanfeng appeared before her eyes again, standing among the White Snow Pagoda flowers in the five-element array. She remembered the trace of light that had fallen into Huixue’s hair and lingered there when Lord Lanfeng scattered into countless points of light. She remembered the merciless palm strike Lord Lanfeng gave Chang Zui when she first appeared. Was that truly something someone deeply in love with Chang Zui could do?
Lord Lanfeng’s warning rose in her heart again: do not use the blood vine, and do not use Severing Love lightly. Mu Yinfeng sighed and leaned her head on Huixue’s shoulder.
That was probably right. If the blood vine had not gone out of control this time, perhaps she would not have controlled this vine that made the entire cultivation world pale at the sight of it.
And there was the mysterious sixth form of Severing Love. If she did not comprehend that form, she was fated to be a Lonely Phoenix forever. But if she did comprehend it, she would bear the Snow God’s curse.
Being a Lonely Phoenix forever was fine. As long as she could stay beside Huixue, why care about those things? If this was truly her fate, it would save a lot of trouble.
“Senior Sister, will you leave me?”
Huixue reached out and gently patted Mu Yinfeng’s arm. “Why are you asking this?”
“I was just thinking about how much longer I can stay with Senior Sister,” Mu Yinfeng asked seriously. “Senior Sister will return to the Snow Domain in the future, and I…”
“I will not go back. Yinfeng, have you thought about ascension?” Huixue suddenly asked.
One of her hands quietly pressed against Liufei. According to the Snow Domain’s legends, the person who held Liufei was the inheritor of the Snow God’s position. As long as that person went to the legendary place where the Snow God fell, the inheritance of the god position could begin.
If she had not been unable to remove the deeply fused Ren water spiritual root in her body in her last life, she might have already gone to the place where the Snow God fell to inherit the god position. Later, after Mu Yinfeng took the name Lord Lanfeng and brought disaster to the world, Huixue no longer had that thought.
“Senior Sister wants to… ascend?” Mu Yinfeng lifted her eyes and asked quietly.
“Only by ascending can one live without end, unaging and undying. Yinfeng, were you not just asking how long you could stay with me?”
“Then I will wait for Senior Sister to ascend.” Tianbing climbed onto Mu Yinfeng’s finger and rubbed against it affectionately. Mu Yinfeng caught the white silk and sighed.
“You say it as if you can ascend just because you want to.” Huixue smiled and tapped Mu Yinfeng’s forehead. “Ascension is not that easy.”
“Senior Sister has not tried. How do you know it is not easy?” Mu Yinfeng lifted herself and happened to meet Huixue’s eyes. The two women looked at each other and smiled.
Ascension?
Ruoying had said that as long as Mu Yinfeng broke the seals in her body, she could do it. Now, two of the seven seals had been broken. One was the Linglong Heart Method, and the other was the Butterfly Goddess projection that had accidentally been released during her spiritual energy blending with Huixue in the day. There were still five seals left. She did not know what they would be.
Back when she was still Lord Lanfeng, she had already foreseen these things. Although Mu Yinfeng could not remember what she had experienced as Lord Lanfeng, and could not even empathize with Lord Lanfeng, she seemed to have vaguely recalled a few broken fragments. Those fragments seemed to be memories from when she was still Lord Wind.
She could faintly sense that one of the seals in her body was those memories. If those memories awakened, they would be a shadow she would never wish to see.
At that moment, a heavy sigh came from outside the door. Then a green-clothed girl flashed inside. Looking at the girl’s eyes, Mu Yinfeng felt she was about to eat Mu Yinfeng and Huixue alive.
“Junior Sister Yinfeng, next time you do something, can you do it more cleanly? Do not beat someone half to death and then make me bring him back!” Abi asked in despair. “Although I can save him now, this, this…”
Abi wanted to cry.
When Huixue had sent her a voice transmission saying Chang Zui was injured, she had not dared delay and hurried over. But what she saw was a person frozen in ice to preserve his life. If he had not been in this near-dead hibernation state, Chang Zui would probably already have died completely.
“Can you save him or not?” Huixue looked at Abi, and Abi shivered from her gaze.
As she spoke, Huixue raised her hand and handed Abi a brocade pouch. Abi accepted it and looked inside, then sighed heavily. “I can save him. But…”
“But what?”
“But I have to call Sanqi over. I cannot guarantee I can save him alone.”
Huixue glanced at Mu Yinfeng. Mu Yinfeng nodded.
“Then that is the only way.” Mu Yinfeng had already sat upright. If Abi saw her lying against Huixue, another wave of rumors would probably spread.
Abi looked thoughtfully at Mu Yinfeng, then turned and walked out. At the same time, Mingzhu’s voice sounded in Mu Yinfeng’s sea of consciousness. “Miss Mu, why go this far?”
In an instant, all of Reed Snow Residence was covered in darkness so deep one could not see their own hand.