The Heroine Made a Pact With Senior Sister (GL) Chapter 72

The three-day secret realm trial ended quickly. Shu Ji was powerful, and when she stood in for Ruoying to guard the secret realm, nothing went wrong. These three days, Mu Yinfeng was terribly busy. She had to go in and out of the secret realm to save people, help Huixue record line after line of old, tangled accounts, and keep watch over the storage ring at all times. After all, Suniang’s heavenly tribulation was coming soon.
As for Chang Zui’s matter, Bing Ling’er did not say anything. She only added Yimu’s name to the Hanyou Order.
But this already showed her attitude. Adding a name to the Hanyou Order meant Hanyou Valley would search for that person even if it cost the entire valley. From this, it seemed Bing Ling’er had already decided the one who harmed Chang Zui was Yimu.
It looked like Mu Yinfeng was safe for now.
Right now, Mu Yinfeng sat inside Langhuan Pavilion. She thought of Lord Lanfeng’s instruction before she vanished: on the fifth floor of Langhuan Pavilion, in the hidden compartment at the top of the third bookcase on the right, there was a legend about Lord Wind and the Snow God.
She could roughly piece together the whole legend from what everyone had said, but the specific details still needed careful study. Mu Yinfeng always felt Lord Lanfeng knew the entire course of events.
She carefully found the third bookcase and held her breath. She felt nervousness spread from the bottom of her heart.
This nervousness came from nowhere. Mu Yinfeng’s heart beat hard, and her hands trembled so badly she nearly knocked books from the nearby shelf.
Even so, she successfully found the hidden compartment. With a push of her fingers, she opened it and found several yellowed sheets of paper inside. The writing on them was ancient and difficult, clearly not the script they used now.
Mu Yinfeng stared at the papers for a while, then let out a long sigh.
She still could not understand them.
She placed the sheets of paper on the table nearby and trimmed the candle wick to make the candlelight brighter. Under the candlelight, a faint shadow from the paper was projected onto the table.
It was several lines of tiny text.
Could it be that the words on the paper had to be seen through candlelight projection?
Mu Yinfeng quickly held the paper up to the candle. The contents on the paper were projected onto the wall opposite her. This time, Mu Yinfeng understood what was written.
These sheets of paper told of a heavenly prophecy from back then, the tangled love, hatred, and grudges between Lord Wind and the Snow God, two of the ten divine officials of the Department of Nature.
The ten divine officials of the Department of Nature almost never coexisted peacefully, because among them, Lord Wind and the Snow God were natural enemies. Every time the positions changed hands, either Lord Wind fell or the Snow God was demoted. And every change of divine official was caused by the other one.
As Mu Yinfeng looked at these shocking past events, her lips turned pale as paper. Although Lord Wind and the Snow God had worked together for a time a thousand years ago, that time had passed in the blink of an eye. Very soon, both divine officials fell.
She placed the paper back on the table and leaned against the wall. Only after a long time did she recover from these legends.
If Huixue would one day inherit the Snow God’s position, and if Mu Yinfeng would one day return to the Heavenly Realm and resume her position as Lord Wind, then her battle with Huixue was unavoidable.
Either Huixue would die at her hands, or she would die at Huixue’s.
Mu Yinfeng looked at her own hand and let out a long sigh. When she was still Lord Lanfeng, had her battle with Huixue been an echo of this heavenly prophecy?
How was this a heavenly prophecy?
It was clearly a curse.
Two lines of clear tears rolled down Mu Yinfeng’s cheeks on their own. She placed her hand on Severing Love’s hilt. Her fingers tightened slightly, as if she were about to draw Severing Love, but in the end, she still gave up.
The Severing Love sword art could not be used lightly. Once she used its first form, she would be just like its name, severing her love fate and becoming a Lonely Phoenix forever, unless she could cultivate the final form of Severing Love: Memory. Only then could she break Severing Love’s shackles.
But how could the Memory form be cultivated? Lord Lanfeng’s talent was peerless, yet even after exhausting her whole life, she had not touched its threshold.
Mu Yinfeng raised her eyes slightly. Her gaze swept across the bookshelf, then suddenly jumped back to the place where it had first landed.
This was…
A manual for the ancient forbidden art Yin-Yang Reversal Array? Why was it here?
This manual seemed to contain some kind of power that drew Mu Yinfeng’s gaze. Mu Yinfeng could not help reaching out and taking it down.
There were traces of the Yin-Yang Reversal Array on her body, but she did not know what the Yin-Yang Array was. Her heart pounded like a drum. A fierce throbbing suddenly came from her spiritual core, almost stopping her breath. An inexplicable grief turned into an abyss, drowning and swallowing her.
Had Lord Lanfeng’s memories been touched?
Mu Yinfeng held the bookshelf and tremblingly opened the book.
“The Great Dao is yin and yang, mysterious and formless.”
It was as if a ray of light flared in her sea of consciousness, then went out almost instantly. She could not even catch the tail of its shadow.
The Yin-Yang Reversal Array could revive the dead. However, it could only revive someone killed personally by the one who activated the array. The success rate of the Yin-Yang Reversal Array was almost one hundred percent, but that was for the dead person being revived. For the one who activated the array, it was almost certain death.
This was nearly one life for one life.
But the Yin-Yang Reversal Array had one benefit. The cultivation of both the one who activated the array and the one revived would be preserved inside the array. That was much better than ordinary rebirth.
Mu Yinfeng focused and thought. So Lord Lanfeng had activated the Yin-Yang Reversal Array, causing her own death and forcing her to reincarnate. After reincarnation, she became the current Mu Yinfeng, and later, by accident, returned to her original body.
But if so, who had Lord Lanfeng revived?
Lord Lanfeng’s nature was cold and detached. Aside from Chang Zui, Mu Yinfeng could not see her having special feelings for anyone. But she was certain the Yin-Yang Reversal Array could not have been set up for Chang Zui. Chang Zui was not worth the Yin-Yang Reversal Array.
If only she could remember these things.
There were still five seals in her body. The Linglong Heart Method and Butterfly Goddess’s Blessing had already been released. She did not know what the rest would be.
When she broke all the seals in her body, that would be the day she ascended. That was what Ruoying had told her back then.
Breaking one more should not matter, right?
Mu Yinfeng pressed her lips together and removed the jeweled necklace from her neck. A thread of spiritual energy curled around her finger, then instantly entered her body, reversing and rushing wildly through her.
The terrible pain almost made Mu Yinfeng faint on the spot. She gritted her teeth and endured. A mouthful of blood sprayed out, splattering onto the manual and spreading across it.
Mu Yinfeng swayed. She barely drew Severing Love to support herself. Half kneeling on the floor, she had already dyed the boards beneath her dark red with blood. The air was thick with the smell of blood. Along with rolling yin energy, it felt even stranger and more grim.
After who knew how long, Mu Yinfeng slowly opened her eyes. A familiar face appeared before her, quietly looking down at her. Snow-white robes spread beneath her, covering the original bloodstains.
“Senior Sister?”
Mu Yinfeng wanted to sit up, but Huixue held her. Mu Yinfeng could only lean in Huixue’s arms and pant softly.
The pain of reversing her spiritual flow had not fully faded, but the only good thing was that she had successfully broken another seal.
This seal was…
Mu Yinfeng felt the spiritual energy in her body and smiled bitterly. It seemed there truly was no such thing as smooth sailing forever. This seal was not very useful to the current her.
It was Lord Lanfeng’s killing counterattack, the rebounding pipa. Unfortunately, the Changyin pipa had already been destroyed. Whether this seal was broken or not did not matter much now.
“Senior Sister, why are you in Langhuan Pavilion? Should you not be at Buyou Hall right now?”
Her original excitement gradually turned to doubt. Why had Huixue happened to appear here now?
Mu Yinfeng remembered clearly that before she came to Langhuan Pavilion, she had gone to find Huixue. Huixue had been busy to the point of exhaustion with Hanyou Valley’s impossible accounts. Those accounts could not be solved in one night.
“I came to see you. Is that not allowed?” Huixue’s tone was still cold and clear.
But her voice was slightly different from usual.
Mu Yinfeng became alert. She turned and stared into Huixue’s eyes. Huixue did not avoid her gaze and looked back at her.
In those pale blue eyes, Mu Yinfeng saw only a vast snowy field.
Instinctive danger spread through her heart. She endured the pain in her body and stood, then pulled Severing Love into her hand with palm force and pointed it straight at the person’s face.
“You are not Senior Sister. Who are you?”
“Yinfeng, what is wrong? I am your Senior Sister.” The person’s expression was full of worry. She was about to use her hand to push Severing Love aside, but Mu Yinfeng had no intention of withdrawing the sword. Severing Love cut her skin, and drops of blood seeped out, falling onto the blade.
“You are not Senior Sister. Do not think you can fool my eyes.” Mu Yinfeng’s voice was cold and ghostly. “Who are you? If you do not speak, then I can only let Severing Love ask you!”
“I just saved you, and this is how you treat me?” The person widened her eyes in shock. “Yinfeng, how can you do this?”
“Still better than you, fake.”
Mu Yinfeng’s spiritual energy rose sharply. A cold, killing aura spread around her. A spiritual energy vortex slowly surged. In an instant, all spiritual energy within a hundred li was drained dry by her.
“Primordial Yin Domain? Such a ruthless move. Treating me this way, are you not afraid I will be angry?”
The person before her clearly changed. She smiled at Mu Yinfeng. Then she suddenly turned her wrist, and snowflakes fell in sheets, forcibly scattering the Primordial Yin Domain. In that instant, Mu Yinfeng’s vision went dark. When she barely steadied herself, she discovered that the person had already moved behind her.
Mu Yinfeng spun around and was about to stab that person with her sword, but the other reacted even faster. Before Mu Yinfeng could raise her hand, the person chopped sharply at her arm. Severing Love rang as it fell to the ground.
Mu Yinfeng lost her balance and fell directly into that person’s arms.
The person’s face turned blurry. Mu Yinfeng almost wondered whether her eyes were playing tricks on her. But soon, the person’s face became clear again. Seeing that face, Mu Yinfeng sucked in a cold breath. It was the Snow God’s face.
“Can you truly tell the difference between me and her, Yinfeng?” The Snow God’s voice held a charm hard to resist. Even Mu Yinfeng, who considered herself a demoness, felt inferior before it. The Snow God gently lifted Mu Yinfeng’s face and smiled. “Then can you tell me what difference it makes whether the person beside you is me or her?”