The Heroine Made a Pact With Senior Sister (GL) Chapter 78

Leaning in Huixue’s arms, Mu Yinfeng took a deep breath. A few tears slid down her cheeks, then more and more fell like broken strings of pearls. At last, they became silent sobs.
“Senior Sister, have you ever…” She gripped Huixue’s sleeve tightly. Her voice was very low, but clear enough to hear. “Do you sometimes think I am strange? That I cannot control myself? That as long as I exist in the human world, sooner or later I will bring disaster to the cultivation world?”
When she thought back to the Spirit Gu Control Curse, fear still lingered in her heart. No matter what, she had done everything she could to avoid walking Lord Lanfeng’s path, yet she realized she could not truly avoid these things. She had thought she could control herself, only to discover she really could not.
This time, she had used the Spirit Gu Control Curse on the Shanglin Sect man. She could no longer imagine what she would have done next if Huixue had not arrived in time. Control that man to kill the other Shanglin Sect members, then take those Shanglin Sect people and…
Mu Yinfeng did not dare keep thinking. She tightened her grip on Huixue’s sleeve.
“All of that depends on what you choose to think, Yinfeng.” Seeing the girl in her arms crying so beautifully yet still forcing herself not to make a sound, Huixue sighed helplessly and stroked her soft hair. “Do not worry. They will not trouble you again. I have already issued a life-and-death challenge to the Shanglin Sect Master. But you must promise me there will not be a next time.”
Mu Yinfeng sobbed once and nodded.
“Do not cry, Yinfeng. You are not such a fragile girl.” Huixue took out a handkerchief and wiped Mu Yinfeng’s tears. “The cultivation world is full of open fights and hidden schemes. If you truly did not do it, then no one can say anything against you.”
Mu Yinfeng shook her head. “Senior Sister, do you think there is really justice in the cultivation world?”
Huixue was silent for a moment. Then she suddenly pulled the wooden hairpin from Mu Yinfeng’s hair and began combing Mu Yinfeng’s black hair again.
“Senior Sister, this…”
“Your hair is messy. I will comb it for you.” Huixue somehow produced a small pale-blue comb that looked like ice crystal. She combed from the top of Mu Yinfeng’s head to the ends of her hair. Her movements were gentle, afraid of hurting Mu Yinfeng.
“Justice naturally exists.” Huixue fixed Mu Yinfeng’s hair again. At that moment, she saw a strand of black hair caught on her comb. She was stunned for a breath. She removed the strand and was about to throw it away, but then she seemed to come back to herself. She quickly hid the strand of hair in her robe.
During all this, Mu Yinfeng had been looking out the window. They were now traveling through the outskirts. Grass and trees flourished all around them, and the mountains and waters were clear and bright. But the feeling here was different from the area near Hanyou Valley. From the mottled writing on a roadside stone tablet and the distant mountains that looked like two dragons tangled together, one could faintly recognize this place as Qiulong Valley.
She had not expected them to pass Qiulong Valley too. From the bottom of her heart, this place stirred a trace of closeness in Mu Yinfeng. There were many legends about it. One said that Qiulong Valley was where Lord Wind first descended to the lower realm to suppress an evil dragon, establishing the great merit that made her the head of the divine officials of the Department of Nature.
At that thought, an image of flying sand suddenly flashed through her mind. She held a pipa and gazed at the giant dragon across from her. In the distant sound of the pipa, a snow-white figure danced gracefully.
Now and then, she would touch a few vague memories by chance. Most were from when she had still been Lord Wind.
“So this is Qiulong Valley?” Huixue put away the handkerchief wrapped around Mu Yinfeng’s hair. Seeing that Mu Yinfeng had not noticed, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Following Mu Yinfeng’s gaze, she faintly saw the distant mountain range rising and falling like two dragons fighting.
“It should be.” Mu Yinfeng nodded. “After Qiulong Valley comes Qinglan Mountain.”
They were almost at Qinglan Mountain. Mu Yinfeng felt faintly nervous, especially now that she knew the plot and would have to face that terrifying Heaven-grade evil being. This time, who knew how many lives would be lost again?
Before that kind of evil being, the ones who survived would still be few. More people would become sacrifices, Mu Yinfeng thought.
She had no way to stop everyone who would die in this chaos. The only people she wanted to protect were a few people: Sanqi and Lin Qiudi, the ones who could restrain her and kill her if she lost control and fell into demonic corruption.
“Strange,” Huixue suddenly said. “Where did Chuying go?”
Only now did she belatedly realize Chuying was missing. She remembered Chuying had boarded the carriage with Mu Yinfeng. But now Mu Yinfeng was beside her, while Chuying was nowhere to be seen.
Hearing this, Mu Yinfeng was startled too. “Chuying is not with Senior Sister?”
“I thought it was with you.” Huixue tried to communicate with Chuying, but as soon as she connected, a vast spiritual force cut off that thread of mental power.
“Is Chuying in danger?” Mu Yinfeng asked worriedly when she saw Huixue’s expression.
Huixue shook her head. “Probably not.”
That spiritual light was vast and dignified, carrying the upright energy of heaven and earth. It was probably the work of someone from a righteous sect with a certain level of cultivation. Someone like that would likely have methods to block nearby mental power to prevent others from spying on them. But since their cultivation had reached that level, they should be able to tell the difference between a spirit beast and an evil being.
“Then where did Chuying go?”
“It should be near someone with high cultivation. I think…”
Before Huixue could finish, an upside-down face suddenly appeared at the window. The person had gentle brows and eyes and held a small white cat in his arms. Around the cat’s neck was tied a snow-white handkerchief.
“Does this cat belong to you two ladies?” The gentle young man smiled and handed Chuying to Huixue. Huixue had just been about to take it, but Chuying turned and threw itself into Mu Yinfeng’s arms instead.
This little thing…
Huixue helplessly looked away. She had just been about to thank that person, only to realize he had vanished at some point.
In the blink of an eye, he had completely left her sight.
Who was this person?
“Chuying’s neck is hurt. I do not know where it was cut.” Mu Yinfeng untied the handkerchief and felt something wet on her fingers. A faint smell of blood reached her nose. At the same time, the white fur around Chuying’s neck turned red. She could only wrap the handkerchief around Chuying’s neck again to stop the bleeding.
Huixue leaned over and looked. It was indeed so, and doubt rose in her heart. She knew very well that Chuying was not the gentle, harmless little white cat others saw. Chuying’s true form was a Snow Realm white tiger. Its fur was soft, but blades and spears could not pierce it. How could it be accidentally injured?
Chuying seemed to feel pain and stretched out a paw to swat Mu Yinfeng’s hand. Mu Yinfeng caught the paw in her hand instead and rubbed Chuying’s springy paw pad. Chuying gave a weak cry, curled into a white ball, and huddled in Mu Yinfeng’s arms.
“The spiritual energy in its body has been drained empty.” Huixue placed her fingers on Chuying’s back and carefully probed before speaking. “That person just now was very strong.”
“Indeed.”
Mu Yinfeng narrowed her eyes. That person had appeared before them without being noticed and had vanished just as quickly. Such speed could probably compare with Ruoying’s. Naturally, he could not be the ordinary young man he appeared to be.
“But one thing we can be sure of is that he meant no harm.” Mu Yinfeng thought for a moment, then added, “By the way, Senior Sister, have you seen this pattern before?”
She was pointing at the ring of patterns along the edge of the handkerchief wrapped around Chuying’s wound. They looked ancient and powerful, like some mysterious script.
“These are characters from the ancient Yongyue Kingdom. Could he be a surviving descendant of Yongyue?” Huixue thought back to the young man’s clothing, then rejected the idea.
“Since Senior Sister recognizes them, what do these characters mean?” Mu Yinfeng asked curiously.
Huixue thought for a moment, then said two words. “Huaibi.”
More carriages and horses gradually appeared around them, all from sects attending this Immortal Sects Assembly. Every sect came with a grand crowd. At first, Mu Yinfeng had thought Hanyou Valley had sent many people, but compared with the other sects, Hanyou Valley’s numbers were quickly overshadowed.
“Mirror Flower Hall, fifty people. Shuiyue Gate, eighty people. Mingxin Sect…” She heard Huixue beside her quickly writing something in a notebook while speaking. Mu Yinfeng could not help turning to look and saw that Huixue was swiftly counting how many people each sect had sent to this year’s Immortal Sects Assembly.
“Senior Sister, why are you counting these?”
“The witch clan is causing trouble, so they must have a main target. Right now, they are attacking several great sects at once, making it hard to tell where their focus is.” Huixue swept her gaze around again and wrote several numbers in the notebook. “Judging from this, the other sects were not badly hit.”
“The witch clan is targeting Hanyou Valley?” Mu Yinfeng guessed.
Just like the way the witch clan had tempted the Shanglin Sect man a few days ago and made him shift the blame onto her. She faintly felt the witch clan’s target was her.
She knew what people who coveted her wanted. It was nothing more than her Primordial Yin body. Who could resist that temptation?
“That possibility cannot be ruled out.” Huixue agreed. “I saw Ming Ziyou just now.”
“Ming Ziyou of Mingxin Sect? Was he not injured?” Mu Yinfeng followed Huixue’s gaze and happened to see a gloomy-faced black-robed youth. “He looks like someone owes him millions. If I did not know better, I would think his face was the thing that got injured.”
“Not only him. Mi Qiu, Lan Xin, and Ruolian are here too. Judging from how they look, the injuries caused by the witch clan curse have healed as well. It seems all these sects prepared for this assembly.” Huixue swept her gaze over the crowd and soon looked away. “Yinfeng, wait in the carriage for a moment. I will go speak to Elder Xuanwu and come back to find you soon.”
Huixue jumped down from the carriage. She first went to the very back and retrieved her false-body substitute, then went to the front to find Elder Xuanwu. Elder Xuanwu was dozing off. When he saw Huixue arrive, he immediately sat up. It was hard to tell whether he had truly woken up or been scared awake.
The host of this Immortal Sects Assembly was Mirror Flower Hall. By the time Huixue found Elder Xuanwu, their carriage procession had already been stopped. Several disciples in Mirror Flower Hall uniforms surrounded them to check their identities. Huixue showed Hanyou Valley’s credentials. Those people asked for the number of attendees, then took out a handful of number tags and handed them to Huixue.
“Why are there only seventeen? We have thirty-four people.” Elder Xuanwu glanced at the number of tags and asked unhappily, “Your Mirror Flower Hall is supposed to be the richest sect under heaven. Surely you are not this stingy? Are you making an old man like me squeeze in with the disciples?”
“The number of sects attending this time has far exceeded our hall master’s expectations, so we did not prepare enough rooms. We can only trouble Elder Xuanwu for now,” the leading Mirror Flower Hall disciple said apologetically. “This junior will remind the hall master as soon as possible and see if a new room can be freed for the elder.”
“That is more like it.” Elder Xuanwu tapped out his pipe ash.
Huixue’s attention, however, was on something else. “Far exceeded expectations? Why are so many people coming this time?”
She remembered that this Immortal Sects Assembly should have been the one with the fewest attendees. Now that she had lived again, why had it become completely different?
The disciple shook his head. “I am not sure either. I only heard our hall master mention that one week ago, many small sects rushed to send invitation requests to our sect master, wanting to attend the Immortal Sects Assembly. Our sect master has always followed the rule that all guests from afar are friends, so he approved them one by one. Because of that, the original rooms are not quite enough.”
“So that is how it is.” Huixue nodded. “Then thank you for your hard work.”
The Mirror Flower Hall disciples let them pass. Just then, a burst of commotion came from behind. Huixue instinctively turned back and nearly collided with a disciple who was chasing after her.
The disciple hurriedly stopped, but his body swayed, and he fell to his knees before Huixue. Panting hard, he said, “Senior Sister, this is bad. Junior Sister Mu… she left with a black-robed person from Mingxin Sect. No matter how we called, we could not stop her!”