After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 109

Ascension is fake.

Qin Qingyi had known this for a long time.

She learned the truth the day her Master ascended.

Ascension is a sham, a conspiracy of the Demon Race.

But her Master still went without hesitation.

Not just her Master, but also her Mother, her Martial Uncle…

And many, many others; they all went.

Since Shangguan Yu’s ascension that day, although Qin Qingyi could no longer leave the Sword Gate, news from outside still flew to the Sword Gate, to the Peak of the Executing Sword, and into her ears as if on wings.

During her time as the successor Sect Master, many cultivators ascended every day.

So many. Some names Qin Qingyi found familiar, knowing they were Sect Masters or Elders of certain sects, while others were unfamiliar rogue cultivators.

The demonic seeds of the Demon Race almost erupted in a blowout during this time, constantly revealing themselves to the public, parasitizing cultivators, and then calling for the hosts to ascend.

Such an anomaly failed to draw anyone’s attention, instead only driving the cultivators of the Profound Heaven Realm into a frenzy.

They were fanatics about the reappearance of the channel to the Upper Realm, fanatics about finally having new motivation after years of cultivation.

The number of ascending cultivators increased day by day.

The gap in ascensions over the past thousand years seemed to be entirely filled during this period.

Yet, not a single one of the ascending individuals spoke up to announce the truth of the world to those who came after.

They were different from Qin Qingyi; they did not know the truth beforehand, but at the moment before their ascension, they all glimpsed the truth of this world and knew of all the falsehoods.

After the lightning tribulation of ascension passed, these cultivators would naturally sense that the immortal qi from the Upper Realm felt completely different from the sensation brought by the descending lightning tribulation.

Furthermore, the demonic qi within their bodies began to skyrocket rapidly upon contact with the welcoming immortal qi from the Upper Realm, appearing extremely intimate.

This was also the hidden clue that True Person Wen Qing left for Qin Qingyi during her ascension.

The immortal qi is abnormal; the ascension might bring disaster.

All ascending cultivators felt the falsehood of this world at the very last moment of their ascension.

But—

They all chose to conceal it.

Then, they ascended without hesitation to a false Upper Realm.

Leaving only a seemingly infinitely glorious silhouette for the Profound Heaven Realm.

At this point, the Illusory Sovereign finally reacted.

After a long pause, she only managed to say, “They truly are a bunch of lunatics.”

Are they not lunatics? Knowing full well that ascension is problematic, yet still going without hesitation. What is the difference between this and seeking death? Isn’t this exactly what lunatics would do?

Qin Qingyi merely smiled: “Senior is joking. We are not lunatics; we are just… trying to fight for a way to survive for ourselves.”

Ascension is false, and the Profound Heaven Realm is also false. Since everything is fake, why not choose to confront the evil entity that created these falsehoods with greater strength?

The Great Dao has fifty parts, Heavenly Axiom derives forty-nine, and humanity escapes with one.

From ancient times, from the era of the Ancient Creation God until the present nearing the Age of Dharma Decline, the human race has always been the one favored by the Heavenly Axiom. Even though many races have long since been annihilated in the river of history or devoured by the Demon Race, the human race still thrives, being the only race that has safely survived from the ancient period until now, and remains the overlord of this land and this world for tens of thousands of years.

Even the Ghost Realm of the Underworld, once presided over by Empress Houtu, is now fallen, and the Demon Race, protected by the Demon God Nüwa, can only take refuge in a corner, relying on isolation to preserve a sliver of life.

Only the human race is prosperously active on this land across all eras.

The human race is favored by the Heavenly Axiom and will not be annihilated, at least not at this moment.

As long as there is life, there is hope.

Even if the ascension to the Upper Realm is an illusion, if they do not give up, who will win or lose is yet unknown. If they win, the efforts they made will not be false, and what they fought for will all be real. Since there is a ray of hope, why not fight?!

If they win, they can save an era, save the human race, the demon race, the noble ghosts of the Underworld…

“Since that is the case, why not fight?!”

Qin Qingyi’s words were powerful and firm, her eyes filled with unshakeable resolve.

Unable to reason with her, the Illusory Sovereign angrily chose to continue her slumber. Before returning to Qin Qingyi’s Dantian, she was ultimately moved by compassion.

“Don’t let this Venerable One see anything happen to you.”

The unspoken meaning was that if anything happened, she should be called upon.

Qin Qingyi knew she was soft-hearted and smiled in response: “Of course, with Senior here, this junior is always safe.”

Qin Qingyi continued to look at the sky outside after the Illusory Sovereign chose to return to sleep.

Stars twinkled, with occasional flashes, accompanied by the chirping of crickets on the Executing Sword Peak; the night was not lonely.

Who would have thought that all of this was fake?

As another star twinkled, a thought stirred in Qin Qingyi’s mind. She took an object from her Cosmos Bracelet and held it up close to examine.

It was a bamboo plaque that looked extraordinary.

Before Shangguan Yu ascended, she gave Qin Qingyi a few special bamboo plaques. The plaques were uniquely shaped, with peculiar patterns and light flowing on them. Shangguan Yu said they were communication plaques she had crafted, capable of ignoring the existence of the “barrier,” allowing them to communicate even after her ascension.

Ignoring the “barrier” of ascension, connecting the two realms.

At the time, Qin Qingyi did not understand how Shangguan Yu managed it, but today—

Qin Qingyi took one out. It was warm and moist all over, emanating a soft purple light, extremely noble and compelling. Although it wasn’t jade, it had a better feel than jade.

This was probably made by her Martial Uncle using her own true form.

An ancient purple bamboo that cut off parts of its true form to make communication plaques.

Today, many bamboos on the Executing Sword Peak had withered. She wondered how Martial Uncle was doing now and if Martial Uncle had found Master and Mother.

The next day at dawn, many disciples were surprised to find that the bamboos on the Executing Sword Peak had all withered.

“Why did all these bamboos die overnight?”

“It’s such a pity, former Sect Master Shangguan cultivated them so well…”

But the astonishment was brief.

The battle between Immortals and Demons was currently at a fever pitch. Every day, disciples went to Cliff Mountain to participate in the war, and every day, many injured disciples were sent back from Cliff Mountain to recuperate.

They didn’t have much time to spare for other things.

Fighting the Demon Race now was to defend their own sect and the living space of all cultivators in the Profound Heaven Realm.

No one wanted to become a captive of the Demon Race. This battle was a fight to the death.

Zhou Zhixue also went, leaving at Chen hour (7-9 AM) and returning at Wei hour (1-3 PM). Upon returning, she also had to handle administrative affairs on behalf of Qin Qingyi, truly working hard and accomplishing much.

However, today she returned earlier, around noon, from Cliff Mountain.

“Senior Sister.”

She rushed to the main hall of the Executing Sword Peak.

Seeing Qin Qingyi sitting neatly on the seat, frowning over a booklet of administrative affairs, the hurried Zhou Zhixue finally sighed with relief.

The demon blood on her face was not yet dry. As she walked up to Qin Qingyi and felt her close presence, she finally relaxed.

“What is it? Why are you in such a hurry?” Qin Qingyi asked, surprised.

She found it rare to see her Junior Sister, who was always composed, so nervous about her.

“Did something happen at Cliff Mountain?”

Zhou Zhixue shook her head: “No, everything went smoothly.”

The battle situation at Cliff Mountain was well-controlled. The power on both the Immortal and Demon sides was evenly matched. The daily fighting was just a war of attrition, with both sides engaging in probing and feigned attacks, as neither had gone all out to preserve strength.

Zhou Zhixue’s daily visits were actually to prevent accidents, but things have been peaceful at Cliff Mountain lately. She only killed low-level demon soldiers, which did not consume much spiritual power.

Qin Qingyi pressed for details: “Then what is it?”

She was insistent on asking. Even the usually aloof Zhou Zhixue couldn’t resist. After fidgeting for a while, she wiped the blood from her face, cast a cleansing spell, and then stepped closer to Qin Qingyi, muttering, “Today is the fifteenth…”

Her voice was extremely small. As soon as she finished speaking, Zhou Zhixue’s ear tips turned red.

Qin Qingyi paused, and her expression also became a little unnatural.

“It’s the fifteenth again?”

Zhou Zhixue nodded obediently.

Time passes so quickly. Unknowingly, it was the fifteenth of the month again. Qin Qingyi sighed internally, wondering when such days would end.

Qin Qingyi’s gaze flickered. At this moment, she desperately wanted to wake the Illusory Sovereign, subject her to a thorough interrogation, and ask if she had any other method to resolve this now.

She had said that things would improve once Qin Qingyi’s strength increased, but she was now in the Celestial Realm and still could not manage the monthly heat, being dominated by the most primitive desires every full moon on the fifteenth, which could only be resolved by Zhou Zhixue.

She could rely on her Junior Sister now, but what about later?

What should she do in the future?

Seeing her remain silent for a long time, Zhou Zhixue couldn’t help but feel some panic. A hint of nervousness appeared on her face, and she pulled Qin Qingyi’s sleeve slightly: “Senior Sister, are you unwilling?”

Qin Qingyi coughed twice: “Of course, I am not unwilling… it’s just—”

She looked at the sky outside the door and said helplessly, “It’s still early, and you are too eager.”

It was still broad daylight. Although it was the fifteenth, her episode would only begin at midnight when the moon was full. Her Junior Sister had come too early and too urgently.

It was almost as if… she was particularly looking forward to this matter.

Zhou Zhixue suddenly realized that her actions truly resembled a lustful glutton, and her cheeks immediately flushed bright red, wishing she could cover her face with her sleeve and flee.

Seeing her almost trying to burrow into the floor, Qin Qingyi smiled, pulling her back: “Alright. Since you’re back, I still have many unfinished administrative tasks here. I’ll have to trouble Junior Sister with them.”

Zhou Zhixue nodded softly, her ears still red.

From then until night, Zhou Zhixue did not speak again.

Instead, it was Qin Qingyi who, after tossing the administrative duties back to Zhou Zhixue, had time to tease her. Watching the other party blush from her earlobes to her neck, her head practically buried in the desk, Qin Qingyi finally stopped, laughing.

When it came to this matter, Qin Qingyi, as a fox, actually didn’t have much sense of shame.

She used to adhere to some strictures of an Immortal Sect cultivator, but the Illusory Sovereign scolded her for being deliberately reserved, insisting that a good fox spirit should not adopt the human race’s antiquated and rigid customs.

Qin Qingyi initially argued back, righteous and confident.

But later, until True Person Wen Qing ascended and she realized the whole world was fake, Qin Qingyi became somewhat reckless, no longer insisting on the so-called cultivator’s conduct.

If doing so could grant her the strength to contend with the falsehood, she would no longer be conflicted.

In the evening, Zhou Zhixue stood nervously outside Qin Qingyi’s room.

Although she had to preside at the Executing Sword Peak every day, Qin Qingyi would still return to the Hidden Snow Peak to rest at night.

In Qin Qingyi’s own words, she had lived on Hidden Snow Peak for a long time and had developed feelings for it. She was unwilling to move her resting cave to the Executing Sword Peak. Furthermore, now it only took a thought for her to travel between the Executing Sword Peak and the Hidden Snow Peak, so she naturally didn’t care about the little time spent commuting back and forth.

Qin Qingyi took a little longer to finish the administrative documents. When she returned, she saw Zhou Zhixue standing at her door in an extremely amusing way, and she couldn’t help but laugh.

“What are you standing here for? I didn’t place any restriction on the door. Since you arrived early, you should just go in and wait for me.”

As she spoke, Qin Qingyi pushed the door open. As soon as she entered the room, she lazily dropped the pretense she held during the day, casually tossing her outer robe onto the back of a chair, and shuffled in her slippers towards the inner room.

Zhou Zhixue didn’t say anything, following Qin Qingyi into the room with tight lips.

She followed all the way into the inner chamber. Seeing that Qin Qingyi didn’t speak again, her brow furrowed slightly. She took two steps forward and approached the person.

“Why are you— Hmm…”

The rest of Qin Qingyi’s words were swallowed by Zhou Zhixue.

Zhou Zhixue lowered her head, gently encircling Qin Qingyi in her arms. Relying on the advantage of being half a head taller, she firmly locked Qin Qingyi in her embrace, then lowered her gaze to kiss her.

Qin Qingyi was surprised by her initiative, but immediately reacted, wrapping her arms around Zhou Zhixue’s neck and kissing her back.

When the lingering kiss ended, Zhou Zhixue was already breathing unevenly.

Qin Qingyi wiped the corner of her lips, teasing: “Why are you still so unskilled?”

At this moment, the heat within her body had been stirred up. The warmth spreading from her Dantian made her limbs soft. Just leaning by the edge of the bed, she looked enchanting and extremely alluring.

Seeing her in this state, Zhou Zhixue’s eye corners seemed to be brushed with crimson. She didn’t mind the teasing in Qin Qingyi’s words. Instead, she leaned in actively: “I am indeed not very skilled. Can Senior Sister teach me again?”

As she spoke, without waiting for an answer, she pressed Qin Qingyi onto the bed, leaning down to kiss her once more.

Qin Qingyi could not move, only able to narrow her eyes and endure the other party’s assault. The waves within her body carried her up to the clouds time and again, and then gently dropped her.

Again and again, it made her feel dazed, forgetting where she was or what day it was.

Finally gaining a moment to breathe, Qin Qingyi reached out and punched her: “So greedy. Junior Sister is truly a lustful glutton, just as I said during the day.”

At this moment, Zhou Zhixue was not as shy as she had been in the daytime. She thickly and shamelessly accepted everything Qin Qingyi said.

“Senior Sister is right. I am a lustful glutton.”

“You are shameless!”

“Yes, yes, yes. This Junior Sister is shameless.”