After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 120

To get Junior Sister to the seventh level…

Qin Qingyi turned over again and sighed deeply.

What method did she have?

But having already promised her Martial Uncle, she had to figure out a way, even if she had none.

When she found another opportunity to secretly meet with Feng Ying, she complained about the matter, frantically scratching her head.

How could she possibly get her Junior Sister to the seventh level all at once?

Unexpectedly, Feng Ying looked at her with a strange gaze: “Aren’t the two of you dual cultivating?”

“Yes.” Qin Qingyi replied with righteous indignation.

Though few knew about this, Feng Ying was one of them; after all, this person only needed to turn the thought over in her mind to know the answer, so there was nothing to hide.

“Then just dual cultivate.” Feng Ying rolled her eyes.

For some reason, the more she interacted with Qin Qingyi, the more she seemed to come alive again.

“Alas.” Qin Qingyi awkwardly laughed.

She wanted to, but the main issue was that she had rejected it so many times before. If she now shamelessly begged her Junior Sister to dual cultivate with her, it would seem too strange.

Just thinking about it made her feel completely awkward.

Feng Ying sneered, “Playing hard to get.”

“Hey! That’s not it at all!” Qin Qingyi retorted, but scratching her head, she couldn’t come up with any other excuse.

She sighed again, “It’s really tough.”

There was more than just this one issue now. Qin Qingyi turned to ask Feng Ying, “How are things on the Demon side?”

During their last separation, under Shangguan Yu’s instructions, Qin Qingyi had asked Feng Ying to investigate the Demon race internally; knowing oneself and the enemy was the only way to ensure victory.

Feng Ying shook her head, “Although I am the Demon Lord, the internal Demon race is still highly wary of me, and I can’t access many secrets.”

Although Feng Ying carried the demon seed, because her own soul was stronger than the demon seed, it was still Feng Ying’s soul that occupied the body. Ordinarily, the demon seed could only force Feng Ying to act by threatening Feng Ning’s safety. In such a situation, it was normal for Feng Ying to be excluded from the central circle of the Demon race.

Their current private communication was entirely reliant on Feng Ying exerting all her strength to suppress the demon seed and make it dormant, thus ensuring that Feng Ying’s identity as a double agent was not discovered.

However, this was ultimately not sustainable. Each time the two would hastily exchange information and separate quickly. It was fine once or twice, but too many times, and both the Immortal and Demon sides were bound to notice something amiss.

Qin Qingyi expressed her understanding, “That’s normal. They don’t completely trust you. This matter is not urgent.”

Feng Ying also had no better solution. The Demon race didn’t trust her, and Feng Ning hadn’t woken up yet. Every time she went to visit, her five senses would be sealed off, preventing her from knowing Feng Ning’s exact location.

They were temporarily caught in a dead end.

A shadow fell across Feng Ying’s eyes, “If I hadn’t delayed and arrived in the Eastern Divine Continent sooner, or if I had simply stayed at the Sword Sect, Feng Ning wouldn’t have…”

Feng Ying always thought that if she had been faster that day, or if she hadn’t left the Sword Sect from the very beginning, Feng Ning wouldn’t have been injured by the Demon race.

It was she who had dragged Feng Ning into the eye of the storm of the Immortal-Demon conflict. If it weren’t for her, Feng Ning could have lived a peaceful life at the Sword Sect.

It was all because of her.

Qin Qingyi knew what she was thinking and reached out to pat her shoulder in comfort, “I will also think of a way regarding Feng Ning’s matter. Don’t be so hard on yourself.”

“At this point, no one wanted this to happen.”

Yes, at this point, no one wanted things to turn out this way.

Fate pushed her forward. She had resisted with all her might, but it was like a mantis trying to stop a carriage. All her efforts failed to make any waves.

The war between the Immortals and Demons had temporarily ceased.

This was the result of a discussion among the Sect Masters and Elders of various sects.

This war had lasted too long. Everyone was exhausted, their spirits had reached a breaking point. If they didn’t rest, there might be many more cultivators in the Profound Heaven Realm who would suffer from cultivation deviation and become wicked cultivators.

Qin Qingyi naturally understood the stakes involved, and with Zhou Zhixue’s cultivation progress pressing on her mind, a temporary ceasefire was actually a good thing.

Therefore, she had no objections.

The Demon race was naturally also delighted, even breathing a sigh of relief.

After all, the Demon race didn’t just conjure soldiers out of thin air. Each Demon King only had so many soldiers under their command. The Immortal Sects had been relentlessly pursuing and attacking the Demon race like a sticky plaster day and night. The Demon race had long been unable to bear it.

Thus, both sides tacitly agreed to a ceasefire.

Qin Qingyi finally found some free time.

Except for the need to dispatch some people to continue guarding Cliff Mountain, the remaining disciples were withdrawn to the Sword Sect. The exhaustion they had suffered over this period could finally be recuperated.

After the ceasefire, these disciples did not slack off. Instead, they became more enthusiastic about going to the training ground to spar with each other.

Perhaps this war with the Demon race had finally made them grow, making these disciples realize that war was not a game. It involved bloodshed and death. Under the baptism of real war, their speed of growth was remarkable. They tirelessly immersed themselves in the training ground, cultivating day and night.

The Sword Sect’s training ground was lively day and night.

Qin Qingyi would occasionally sit at the training ground in her leisure time. She was very proud of her arrangements for the training ground.

How wonderful it was; as long as someone won, fireworks and celebratory cannons would go off, and colorful ribbons would float in the air, creating a fantastic atmosphere.

It made the victor radiant and reignited the fighting spirit of the defeated.

Disciples passing by greeted Qin Qingyi. They liked this newly appointed Sect Master. Not only did she have no airs, but she would sometimes personally guide their cultivation, making her extremely approachable.

However, the elders of the Sword Sect were quite critical of Qin Qingyi’s conduct, believing she was too reckless, mingling with the disciples and thus losing the dignity of the Sword Sect Master.

Qin Qingyi didn’t care about them; as long as she was happy, that was enough.

Although she appeared carefree, Qin Qingyi knew that she had a very important task that she hadn’t completed yet.

Her Junior Sister’s cultivation.

Speaking of which, her Junior Sister had been stuck at the sixth level of the Emotionless Dao for quite some time.

Although it was normal for cultivators to be stuck at one realm for a few years, or even decades or centuries.

But the time left for them was truly running out.

If she couldn’t help her Junior Sister break through by the end of this month, how was she going to explain it to her Martial Uncle?

Thinking of this, Qin Qingyi was so irritated that she just scratched her head.

She then thought of what Feng Ying had said that day.

“Sigh—”

“It seems there is no other way.”

——————

Late at night.

Zhou Zhixue was still practicing her sword on the cliff of Hidden Snow Peak.

It wasn’t until the moon was high in the sky that she completely finished practicing the sword moves of the Grand Void Sword Manual, only then ending her cultivation for the day.

Out of her requirement for bodily cleanliness, Zhou Zhixue did not immediately return to her room. Instead, she first washed herself clean in the bathtub in the anteroom before getting up and putting on her clothes.

Spiritual energy swept through, stripping away all the water droplets from her hair, making her instantly fresh and clean.

Zhou Zhixue straightened her robes before pushing the door and entering the room.

The bed was only a few steps away from her.

But at this moment, a different sound came from inside the bed, obscured by the bed curtains.

Rustling, intermittent.

It seemed that something, or someone, was inside.

Subconsciously, Zhou Zhixue frowned in vigilance.

Although Hidden Snow Peak had a mountain protection array, a person with strong enough abilities could enter without breaking the array.

Could it be that someone had sneaked in?

In a moment, various conjectures flashed through Zhou Zhixue’s mind.

She thought it might be someone seeking revenge, but she honestly couldn’t recall offending anyone.

Or perhaps a demon?

Was the Demon race’s ceasefire a pretense? Was a sneak attack the truth?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhou Zhixue’s heart tightened.

She silently summoned the Joyful Everlasting Sword, suppressing her aura to the lowest possible level, and then slowly approached the bed.

Zhou Zhixue held her breath, spiritual energy gathered at the tip of her sword. She cautiously approached. If there was even the slightest abnormality inside, her sword would strike without hesitation.

Precisely at this moment, a movement occurred again inside the bed.

It seemed like someone was turning over, accompanied by soft muttering.

“Hmm… Why hasn’t Junior Sister returned yet?”

Zhou Zhixue was stunned.

It was Senior Sister?

The tip of the sword gently lifted the bed curtain, finally revealing the figure sleeping soundly within.

Qin Qingyi’s hazy sleeping face fell directly into Zhou Zhixue’s eyes.

Not only that.

Senior Sister’s… clothes, thin as a cicada’s wings, almost not even worthy of being called clothing… and the undisguised fox tail and fox ears…

Her eyelashes trembled fiercely, and she tried her best to look away.

She dared not let her gaze be reckless anymore.

That would be blasphemy against her Senior Sister.

“Hmm?”

Perhaps the lifting of the bed curtain and the faint candlelight from outside disturbed Qin Qingyi. She opened her blurry eyes and looked towards Zhou Zhixue’s position.

“Junior Sister? You’re back?”

Her voice was also very soft.

This feather-soft voice fell upon Zhou Zhixue’s heart, stirring up a ripple.

She suddenly found herself speechless, “Senior Sister, why are you… in my bed?”

Zhou Zhixue asked very softly, but as soon as the words left her mouth, she felt her throat go dry, and the sword in her hand was almost unsteady.

Qin Qingyi on the bed did not realize her abnormality. She had come tonight to bolster her courage by drinking some wine, swaying over after getting herself drunk.

The alcohol hadn’t fully kicked in then. She waited and waited but the person didn’t come, and she couldn’t resist the surging wine’s effects, so she fell asleep early.

“Sorry, Junior Sister. Senior Sister didn’t mean to.”

She thought Zhou Zhixue was questioning her, so she tried hard to keep her eyes open and explained falteringly.

“I was waiting for you… But you never came, and I was really too drunk, so I fell asleep…”

Zhou Zhixue put away her sword and cautiously leaned closer to Qin Qingyi.

She saw Senior Sister’s face, flushed exceptionally crimson from the alcohol, and also smelled the overwhelming scent of alcohol on her.

How much had she drunk?

Zhou Zhixue frowned.

She worriedly stroked Qin Qingyi’s cheek, paying no attention to the apology, “Senior Sister, you’ve drunk too much.”

“I’m sorry…” Qin Qingyi was still mumbling apologies, but it was just those two phrases repeated over and over.

She drank too much.

She didn’t do it on purpose.

Zhou Zhixue chuckled. She didn’t mind that; what she cared about was, why did Senior Sister come to find her tonight?

The fox ears twitched a few times, seeming to be a bit itchy. Zhou Zhixue saw it, and her hand naturally reached out to pinch them. They were soft and hot.

The alcohol fumes had made the fox ears extremely hot, almost scorching to the touch.

Her fingertips were cold. Pinching the fox ears made Qin Qingyi comfortably groan, and she then pulled Zhou Zhixue’s other hand to her other ear.

Not only that, her hands began to grope around on her own body, tearing the clothes, which barely served any purpose for covering, further apart. Large patches of skin were exposed.

Qin Qingyi murmured that she was hot, tearing at her clothes with both hands, completely oblivious to Zhou Zhixue’s deep gaze above her and her increasingly heavy breathing.

Finally, Qin Qingyi seemed to have found the source of the heat. She shoved the tail behind her into Zhou Zhixue’s arms, righteously claiming she was hot.

The fox tail was soft and smooth, its fur as beautiful as flames. A large bundle of it was pressed into Zhou Zhixue’s embrace.

Counting roughly, there were eight tails.

Senior Sister was already an eight-tailed fox.

She was only one tail away from ascension.

Zhou Zhixue held the fox tail, but made no further move.

This caused Qin Qingyi to feel a slight dissatisfaction.

This person was so strange. She was completely cool but refused to help her cool down. She was simply too naughty!

So she threw a tantrum. The fox tails deftly spread out, wrapping around Zhou Zhixue’s limbs, and then pulled her towards herself.

Zhou Zhixue was caught off guard and allowed her to succeed. By the time she reacted, the two were tightly pressed together.

The soft and fiery body pressing tightly against hers—this familiar yet strange sensation made Zhou Zhixue’s breathing stop.

Then her eyes suddenly softened.

Senior Sister…

Although Qin Qingyi was drunk, she still remembered her task.

She was here to dual cultivate with her Junior Sister.

So her hands began to act naughtily again. With the fox tails restraining the person, she started to remove the few clothes Zhou Zhixue had on.

When the last piece of clothing fell, Qin Qingyi stopped.

And then, their skin completely touched.

“Junior Sister, I’m here to help you with your cultivation…”

And so, for several consecutive days, Qin Qingyi did not emerge from Zhou Zhixue’s room.

At first, she was the one who was drunk and initiated things, but it wasn’t long before she ran out of strength, allowing Zhou Zhixue to take the initiative.

After she sobered up, her Junior Sister still refused to let her go.

She begged for mercy, but could only receive this answer from her Junior Sister: “Senior Sister was the one who said she would help me with my cultivation, and Senior Sister was the one who actively sought me out. Why is Senior Sister in a hurry to escape when Junior Sister hasn’t even advanced a stage yet?”

These words left Qin Qingyi speechless. She could only continue to let her be played with.

After all, Zhou Zhixue truly hadn’t advanced a stage yet. She couldn’t give up.

However, this dual cultivation was indeed useful. Within a few days, the threshold of the sixth level of the Emotionless Dao on Zhou Zhixue’s body gradually loosened. It seemed that with just a little more effort, she could completely step into the seventh level.

Zhou Zhixue naturally didn’t miss such a good excuse. She didn’t allow Qin Qingyi to leave her room, but under the perfect pretext of breaking through to the seventh level, she continued to spend several days and nights in intense intimacy with Qin Qingyi.

Finally, on a certain day before dawn, Zhou Zhixue completely entered the seventh level of the Emotionless Dao.

Finally… is it over…

Martial Uncle, I have fulfilled my promise to you.

With this last thought flashing through her mind, Qin Qingyi rolled her eyes and completely fainted.

She was too tired. She needed a good sleep.

“Is Senior Sister already unable to endure? That’s too bad. Junior Sister was planning one more time…”

In a daze, Qin Qingyi vaguely heard Zhou Zhixue’s regretful sigh, and she became even more determined not to wake up.

If she opened her eyes at this moment, she would probably be pounded to death by an even more fierce storm, wouldn’t she?

In the end, only a faint, almost imperceptible chuckle remained in her consciousness.

——————

By the time Qin Qingyi woke up completely, Zhou Zhixue had already gone out.

She took advantage of this free time to contact Shangguan Yu again and inform her of the news that Zhou Zhixue had broken through to the seventh level of the Emotionless Dao.

“Not bad. You completed the task I gave you in just over ten days.”

Qin Qingyi breathed a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, it was not overdue.

She had been detained in the room by her Junior Sister’s mischief these past few days, and had long forgotten what day it was.

“There’s one more thing I need you to do.” Shangguan Yu spoke again from the other end. Qin Qingyi quickly pricked up her ears to listen.

“The killing array on Formless Mountain needs to be investigated. You must go personally.”

Qin Qingyi was puzzled, “Can’t I send other disciples?”

The Sword Sect had so many people. She had so many things to do that she couldn’t leave. How could she go to investigate?

Shangguan Yu firmly rejected her suggestion, “No, only you can go, and you must do it secretly, without alarming anyone.”

Qin Qingyi was even more confused, “Why?”

Shangguan Yu was brief and to the point, revealing the secret that Qin Qingyi thought she had well hidden: “Because the inheritance of the Formless Immortal Venerable was only given to you.”

“Don’t think I don’t know. You had quite an adventure before, and you were planning to hide it from me?”

Qin Qingyi fell silent.

It wasn’t that she deliberately wanted to hide it.

But being exposed like this made it hard for her to refute.

Shangguan Yu gave a few more instructions before cutting off the communication.

After the communication ended, Qin Qingyi flopped back onto the bed again.

“So many things…”

She started to feel stressed again.

Qin Qingyi closed her eyes, sniffing the bed beneath her. The clean bedding emitted a faint fragrance. Without needing to think, she knew it must have been changed by Junior Sister Zhou Zhixue after she fell asleep.

She was truly thoughtful.

If only she weren’t so crazy.

Qin Qingyi rubbed her faintly aching waist. For the first time, she felt a slight fear of Zhou Zhixue’s stamina.

Several times, she almost thought she had died.

Terrifying, absolutely terrifying.

Young people, they simply don’t know how to exercise restraint.

A few days later, Qin Qingyi didn’t first go to the killing array that Shangguan Yu had instructed her to investigate. Instead, she found an excuse to contact Feng Ying, who was deep within the Demon race territory, again.

“How are things on your end?”

Both of them spoke, asking the same question.

Upon realizing it, the two laughed again.

“You speak first,” Feng Ying said.

Qin Qingyi didn’t stand on ceremony, “I’m temporarily fine. Junior Sister has already broken through to the seventh level of the Emotionless Dao. How about you?”

Feng Ying frowned and shook her head, “Still the same. Feng Ning is asleep, and I’m still excluded.”

“And… Feng Ning’s condition is getting worse day by day. I… I’m also losing control over my body.”

The demon seed was parasitic in her body, squeezing her soul and causing her to become weaker day by day.

These days, she could only remain conscious for six hours.

Qin Qingyi scratched her head. She hadn’t realized that the situation on Feng Ying’s side was already this bad.

“Is there any way to wake Feng Ning up? If she’s awake, I might still be able to find a way to rescue her.”

In the matter of rescuing people, the best strategy was an inside-outside collaboration. A person who was awake was always easier to save than one who was asleep.

Feng Ying shook her head.

Now that both sides had ceased fighting, it was already much harder for her to get out than before. Now, she spent half of her day sleeping. What method could she come up with?

“To wake Feng Ning, I must gain the Demon race’s trust. Otherwise, I can’t even get close to Feng Ning. But right now, I have no way to make them trust me.”

Qin Qingyi bit her finger in distress.

“Gaining trust…”

“Did they state any conditions?”

Feng Ying shook her head again, “No. They simply don’t trust me. Even though I fight against the Immortal Sects and participate in every battle, working hard and diligently, I’m still not trusted.”

Feng Ying sounded increasingly discouraged.

“What if you personally killed the Sect Master of a sect?”

Suddenly, Qin Qingyi casually threw out a remark.

Feng Ying’s words caught in her throat, “What are you saying—”

Qin Qingyi interrupted her, quickly repeating, “What if you personally killed the Sect Master of a sect, using it as a letter of submission? Could that make them trust you?”

Feng Ying blinked, nodding blankly, “Probably… yes.”

A plan quickly formed in Qin Qingyi’s mind.

She was instantly a little excited. Grasping Feng Ying’s hand, she said:

“Then this is what we’ll do. Three days from now, you lead the Demon race to launch a surprise attack on Cliff Mountain. It must be a feigned attack. When I arrive, we’ll stage a scene. You will kill me to gain the Demon race’s trust.”

She quickly laid out the plan, but Feng Ying immediately caught a loophole, “What about you? You won’t live?”

Her eyes instantly reddened. The hands gripping Qin Qingyi’s shoulders gradually tightened. She couldn’t believe the other party’s choice.

The person in front of her was acknowledged by the Heavenly Dao as the one who could turn the tide. What was she saying? She said she was going to die?!

“What are you talking about?” Qin Qingyi rolled her eyes.

“Why would I die for no reason?”

Feng Ying was at a loss, “Then you said…”

“Playing dead, playing dead! Do you understand?” Qin Qingyi gritted her teeth, unleashing all her fox tails.

“See? The ability of the fox race, sacrificing a tail for survival. I can play dead!”

Once she was “dead,” the Sword Sect would most likely push Xie Su to be the Sect Master. After all, he was the most senior among the younger generation besides herself. Such a demanding and meritorious position should be his. And there was no need to worry about the elders having objections. Given his character, handling the Sword Sect’s affairs should be safe and definitely more reliable and agreeable than her.

At that time, she would just dust herself off and return to the Demon race for a good rest. The Demon race had been urging her to return every day lately. It was time to go back.

She would also have time to deal with the task Martial Uncle gave her to investigate the killing array. Killing several birds with one stone. What a great idea!

She patiently explained the key details to Feng Ying.

Feng Ying kept nodding, although her eyes were still confused, she was already being led by Qin Qingyi.

She remained in a daze until the very end.

Qin Qingyi was uneasy, repeatedly emphasizing and making Feng Ying repeat several times, “Three days later, Cliff Mountain, playing dead to gain the Demon race’s trust.” Only after confirming that Feng Ying completely understood her intention did she let Feng Ying leave.

After arranging everything, Qin Qingyi hummed a tune and returned to the Sword Sect.

As for the killing array? What was the rush? She would deal with it after she was free in three days.

Playing dead to escape. Without the tedious affairs of the Sword Sect, wouldn’t the burden on her shoulders be greatly reduced all at once?

Would she still lack time to investigate the killing array?

Thinking of the beautiful life ahead, Qin Qingyi was beaming with joy.

However, she faintly felt that she had overlooked something.

But after thinking for a long time, she still couldn’t figure out what she had missed.

“Never mind. I’ll worry about it when I remember.” Qin Qingyi carelessly tossed the matter to the back of her mind.

After returning, Qin Qingyi enjoyed a rare good night’s sleep.

Unlike the previous days when she was incessantly entangled by her Junior Sister day and night, she slept until dawn.

She woke up with a refreshed spirit.

Qin Qingyi sat up, her eyes bright with brilliant divine light, astonishingly luminous.

In just one more day, she would be free!

But upon waking from this sleep, she discovered she couldn’t find her Junior Sister.

“Where is she?”

She searched Hidden Snow Peak high and low, almost to the point of blowing up the entire mountain, but she still couldn’t find Zhou Zhixue.

She hadn’t seen her yesterday. Why couldn’t she find her today either?

“Where could she have gone?”

“Could she still be angry with me? Hiding from me on purpose? That shouldn’t be the case.”

She had coaxed her and made love until they were utterly exhausted. She couldn’t still be holding a grudge against her, could she?

As she was squatting under a tree, deep in thought, a section of a robe’s hem appeared in front of Qin Qingyi, blocking her view.

She looked up, and it was Zhou Zhixue.

She was currently looking down at her, her lips parting: “Senior Sister, why are you squatting here?”

“Junior Sister? Where did you go?” Qin Qingyi was instantly delighted, directly ignoring the other party’s question. She suddenly stood up, but her vision suddenly went dark, and she fell straight forward.

Zhou Zhixue quickly supported her, preventing her from falling to the ground.

“Senior Sister, steady yourself.”

A gentle, slightly chiding voice rang in her ear. Unlike the ice-cold demeanor of the past few days, her Junior Sister seemed excessively gentle today.

Qin Qingyi was stunned. She forgot to stand up and just lay in Zhou Zhixue’s arms, motionless.

Being this close allowed her to smell the scent on the other person. Unlike the usual cold and clear scent of ice and snow, today’s scent carried a hint of burnt fragrance and some sweetness.

Qin Qingyi took a deep breath, confirming again that she hadn’t smelled wrong.

Sweet and fragrant, like hot, freshly roasted candied chestnuts.

“Junior Sister went down the mountain?”

Qin Qingyi’s voice was a little muffled. She snuggled into Zhou Zhixue’s neck and asked softly.

“Mm.” Zhou Zhixue softly responded. Seeming to notice Qin Qingyi’s low spirits, she asked knowingly, “Was Senior Sister waiting for me?”

Not waiting for an answer, Zhou Zhixue didn’t get annoyed either.

She had long been accustomed to it. Senior Sister was always like this. If she wanted to answer, she would. If she didn’t want to, she would absolutely keep her mouth shut.

But Qin Qingyi was only depressed for a moment before she admitted frankly, “I was looking for you, but I couldn’t find you.”

That was why she was squatting here.

Because she didn’t know where else to look, having nowhere to search, she could only wait here.

Come to think of it, she still didn’t understand her Junior Sister very well.

She wasn’t very clear about what her Junior Sister liked, nor did she know where her Junior Sister would go. Aside from knowing that her Junior Sister liked her, as for other things… Qin Qingyi suddenly felt a little lost.

She didn’t seem to be a qualified… partner.

Yes, a partner.

The Love-Heart Gu had long been imprinted in her soul. That was the price she paid back then when she begged the Formless Immortal Venerable to save her Junior Sister, and also to compensate for her own recklessness.

A partner of the fox race could only be one person for life. From that moment on, her Junior Sister was the partner she had chosen.

It was just that she had erased her Junior Sister’s perception of the Love-Heart Gu.

It was at this moment that she suddenly realized what she had missed before.

She had missed her Junior Sister.

She had calculated many things, but she had not accounted for her Junior Sister.

But at this time… it seemed to be too late.

Tomorrow was the day she had agreed upon with Feng Ying.

“I went down the mountain to buy candied chestnuts.” Qin Qingyi heard Zhou Zhixue speak, her voice warm and gentle.

“Has Senior Sister forgotten? Tomorrow is the day Master brought me to the Sword Sect.”

“From then until now, fourteen years have passed.”

Zhou Zhixue’s voice was full of nostalgia, but it made Qin Qingyi feel momentarily disoriented.

“Master bought me candied chestnuts then. Later, Senior Sister always bought them for me… After many times, I’ve always remembered this taste.”

“Tomorrow… is it?”

Qin Qingyi asked softly.

“Yes, it’s tomorrow.” Zhou Zhixue couldn’t hide the sweetness in her voice. She softly responded.

“In my heart, Master and Senior Sister are the very best people in this world.”

Zhou Zhixue was still speaking. She peeled two chestnuts, put one into Qin Qingyi’s mouth, and one into her own.

Qin Qingyi chewed distractedly, her thoughts scattered. She couldn’t taste anything.

“It’s very sweet. It still tastes the same as before. I go down the mountain to buy them every year around this time. The owner even remembers me.” Zhou Zhixue smiled, eating the fragrant and soft chestnut.

“Today, the owner even asked me if Senior Sister and Master were doing well.”

“I told her Master has already ascended, but Senior Sister is still with me, so I am still very happy.”

She slowly spoke, sharing the interesting things she saw after going down the mountain yesterday. Her voice was filled with peaceful contentment.

Qin Qingyi, however, felt as though she had fallen into an ice cave.

She stared blankly at Zhou Zhixue, unable to say a single word.

“What’s wrong, Senior Sister? Why are you spacing out?” Zhou Zhixue asked softly, her eyes filled with an unconcealable deep affection.

“It’s nothing…”

——————

The next morning, Cliff Mountain suddenly changed. The Demon race attacked!

Qin Qingyi was the first to rush forward, fighting the Demon Star.

Zhou Zhixue drew her sword to assist, but her strength was no match for the Demon Star. She was defeated step by step.

Just as she was on the verge of death, Qin Qingyi pushed her away, but she herself had no chance to turn the situation around and was pierced through the heart by the Demon Star’s sword.

Since then, the Sword Sect Master, Qin Qingyi, had fallen.