After Faking Her Death and Escaping, the Junior Sister Fell to the Demonic Path - Chapter 73

Wuwang Immortal Venerable turned and moved several zhang (a unit of length) away from the two, signaling to Qin Qingyi from afar:

“Don’t mind me. The demon race acts as they please; you just enjoy yourselves.”

“Hey, hey, hey!” Qin Qingyi tried to stop her, but as she lifted her foot to take a step, she was unexpectedly held firmly by the person behind her, nearly losing her balance.

Qin Qingyi looked down and saw Zhou Zhixue’s arms crossed at her waist, the veins on the back of her hands crisscrossing, her fair fingers intertwined, looking unbreakable.

She reached out and tried to pry them open, but she couldn’t make Zhou Zhixue release her.

“Junior Sister, please let go.”

She turned around, attempting to use her authority as the Senior Disciple to make Zhou Zhixue let go.

But as soon as she turned, she realized she had to slightly tilt her head up to meet Zhou Zhixue’s eyes.

She hadn’t noticed before, but this child had actually grown so tall?

Was the food at Cangxue Peak that good?

Qin Qingyi muttered inwardly.

That wasn’t all; it was when she met Zhou Zhixue’s eyes that she was truly stunned.

The person in front of her, although dressed neatly, had her hair loosely down. Now, as she lowered her head, some wisps of hair on her forehead obscured half her face. When she didn’t speak, she looked somewhat gloomy.

“Senior Sister.”

Zhou Zhixue spoke, her voice low and hoarse.

The flush at the corner of her eyes sent a shiver down Qin Qingyi’s spine.

“What… what is it?”

But Zhou Zhixue didn’t speak, instead holding her tightly in her arms again.

Has she remembered everything?

Qin Qingyi couldn’t be sure. She tentatively pushed Zhou Zhixue, but was held even tighter.

The hot breath sprayed onto her neck, and the rubbing of their hair produced a rustling sound in her ear, making Qin Qingyi feel ticklish. She slightly tilted her head, trying to rub away the uncomfortable sensation.

It was precisely then that Zhou Zhixue spoke.

“Senior Sister, I miss you so much.”

Her tone was plaintive, carrying a thousand layers of grievance. Zhou Zhixue nestled in her neck like a wounded creature. Although her build was larger than Qin Qingyi’s, she was currently wrapped in her embrace, fragile.

Qin Qingyi was forced to endure it, her waist slightly arching backward, letting the other person engulf her.

It seemed she had remembered everything.

Qin Qingyi found it hard to smile.

“Junior Sister, could you let me go now?”

She asked softly.

Unexpectedly, she didn’t receive an answer from Zhou Zhixue, but a hug that tightened even more, making it impossible to break free.

Why this reaction?

If she had remembered everything, she should be clinging to her, but why just hold her without letting go?

Qin Qingyi’s mind raced. She dared not struggle further because when she had struggled just a moment ago, the restraint on her waist tightened by two points, making it almost difficult for her to breathe.

Could it be that with the revival of her memories, she was angry that Qin Qingyi had made her forget and was now demanding a reckoning?

But judging by her current state, it didn’t seem like she wanted to argue.

She only heard a muffled voice near her ear: “Who was that person just now?”

“Why did Senior Sister let her inhabit your body?”

When Wuwang Immortal Venerable was mentioned, Qin Qingyi found herself in a predicament.

She really couldn’t explain the other party’s origin.

“Is that person’s identity so hard for Senior Sister to speak about?”

After a long pause without Qin Qingyi’s answer, Zhou Zhixue directly released her, her eyes filled with grievance and indignation, like a discarded cub.

“I knew Senior Sister was heartless, but I didn’t know she was heartless to this extent, unwilling to even leave some memories for me.”

Her eyes were red, she lamented: “I sincerely believe, even if I had some improper intentions towards Senior Sister, it shouldn’t be a crime deserving of death. How could Senior Sister cruelly erase my memories?”

It’s over.

Qin Qingyi thought blankly.

What must come, will come. She should have known this day of tribulation would arrive.

Feeling unable to explain clearly, Qin Qingyi sought to change the subject. She laughed awkwardly, trying to walk away, at least to escape this awkward situation.

But Zhou Zhixue’s hand immediately gripped her wrist.

The one she gripped was her right hand.

This grasp immediately alerted Zhou Zhixue that something was wrong.

She looked down and saw a section of thin, charred, blackened wrist in her hand.

Upon seeing this, Qin Qingyi tried to pull her hand back, but her right hand was still unresponsive. She could only reach out with her left hand to try and grab it.

But Zhou Zhixue’s movement was even faster. She swiftly lifted the wrist and rolled up the sleeve, revealing an entire arm in the same state.

She stared intently, her chest beginning to heave:

“Was it the other person who did this?!”

Zhou Zhixue’s breathing became rapid again. Her gaze towards Qin Qingyi was filled with burning anger.

This anger wasn’t directed at Qin Qingyi, but at the one who had harmed her.

This anger directly made her forget Qin Qingyi’s deception and evasion from a moment ago. Only one matter remained in her eyes—

Her Senior Sister was injured.

Seeing Zhou Zhixue’s towering rage, as if she would draw her sword and tear someone to shreds if Qin Qingyi just nodded.

Qin Qingyi blinked, knowing she had to answer.

But Wuwang Immortal Venerable’s identity…

“Just tell her my true identity, the one you can speak of.”

Just as Qin Qingyi was having trouble, Wuwang Immortal Venerable’s voice transmission came through.

“Didn’t you leave?” Qin Qingyi raised an eyebrow, looking towards the hillside not far away, following the sound.

Wuwang Immortal Venerable chuckled: “Haven’t gone far yet, have I?”

This didn’t fool Qin Qingyi. She still smiled but didn’t take the bait.

Wuwang Immortal Venerable “Tsk”-ed, knowing she couldn’t watch the show anymore, and reluctantly said: “Then I’ll go a little further, to avoid disturbing you.”

But she kept looking back with every step, walking slower than a snail.

Qin Qingyi was speechless for a moment, but since she had permission, she no longer needed to hide for her.

“She didn’t do it.” Qin Qingyi used her left hand to hold Zhou Zhixue’s wrist, raised her eyes, and looked straight into her eyes, seriously saying: “On the contrary, if it weren’t for her, your Senior Sister would never have been able to come back.”

She informed Zhou Zhixue of Wuwang Immortal Venerable’s identity and where she had been during the time she disappeared.

Seeing that the other party genuinely had no malicious intent toward her Senior Sister, Zhou Zhixue’s anger gradually subsided.

Upon learning that her Senior Sister’s right hand had become like this because of a demonic seed parasitizing it, and that if a method to strip it away wasn’t found soon, the demonic seed would crawl all the way to her heart, leading only to death, she grew anxious again.

Qin Qingyi slightly pulled open her collar and revealed the black cobweb that had begun to spread from her shoulder towards her heart.

Normally, seeing her Senior Sister expose her skin like this, Zhou Zhixue would surely blush profusely and turn away.

But looking at the demonically tainted skin now, she felt not a single improper thought.

In her eyes, there was only anxious concern for Qin Qingyi’s injury.

“We’ll go find Master. Master must have a solution!”

She took out her communication jade slip, ready to contact Wen Qing True Person.

But Qin Qingyi’s left hand gently rested on the jade slip at that moment, interrupting her action of injecting spiritual power into it.

Zhou Zhixue was bewildered: “Senior Sister?”

Why wouldn’t she let her contact Master?

“There is a way.”

Qin Qingyi’s voice was strained.

This was really too embarrassing for her.

But… if she didn’t do this, she might truly die.

The Senior stated correctly that the demon race is not bound by the rules of the human race. A demon should act as they please, and she didn’t need to insist otherwise.

Qin Qingyi closed her eyes, trying to convince herself.

“There is a way.”

She repeated.

Just these two sentences nearly exhausted Qin Qingyi. She slightly lowered her head, resting it on Zhou Zhixue’s shoulder.

A fire seemed to be burning in her chest. Qin Qingyi was breathing heavily, feeling like every breath was about to ignite her internal organs.

“What way? Senior Sister, tell me quickly.”

Seeing her remain silent for a long time, Zhou Zhixue’s brow furrowed in urgency: “Senior Sister, there’s no time to waste!”

She held Qin Qingyi in her arms, extremely anxious.

Senior Sister, oh Senior Sister, with life at stake, what is the method? Speak!

The flame burned Qin Qingyi almost to the point of losing consciousness. She finally managed to grab Zhou Zhixue’s wrist, bracing herself to try and sit up. She wanted to stand steady before speaking, but the next moment, her legs gave way, and she tumbled forward again.

If Zhou Zhixue hadn’t been carefully protecting her the whole time, she would have fallen to the ground.

What was wrong with her?

Qin Qingyi didn’t understand.

Her body was so hot, making her feel incredibly uncomfortable.

In a daze, she recalled what Wuwang Immortal Venerable had said to her when she came out—

“Dual cultivation.”

“Dual cultivation can resolve it.”

She murmured.

She softly spoke the method given by Wuwang Immortal Venerable.

Her soft, airy voice did not escape Zhou Zhixue’s ears. She heard it very clearly.

And precisely because she heard it clearly, her hands instantly tensed. Blue veins climbed up them, a storm surged in her eyes, yet her face remained outwardly calm. Only when she looked down could one discern an extreme, suppressed look.

“Senior Sister, with whom must you dual cultivate?”

But Qin Qingyi was now miserably unable to speak. Her cheeks were flushed crimson, seemingly tormented by the discomfort.

Yet, even as her consciousness faded, she still remembered that this place was unsuitable, focused only on clinging to Zhou Zhixue’s neck, repeating in her mouth: “Go back, go back…”

Go back where?

Cangxue Peak?

Or somewhere else?

Where did Senior Sister have another place to stay with someone else?

Zhou Zhixue lowered her eyes. An inexplicable grievance rooted her feet to the spot.

“Senior Sister, you still haven’t told me, with whom will you dual cultivate?”

Her voice was low and aggrieved.

Qin Qingyi’s brain was almost burnt into a pulp by the fire in her body. Hearing her aggrieved questioning, her temper immediately flared up.

She viciously bit Zhou Zhixue’s neck, her sharp teeth clamping down on the soft flesh and grinding back and forth: “With you, dual cultivate!”

You brat!

You clearly remember everything and you’re still asking her!!

Qin Qingyi would never believe that Wuwang Immortal Venerable had hidden a part of her memory.

She clearly remembers everything now—the demon core, the Tongxin Gu (Love Gu) —she must be perfectly aware, yet she pretends ignorance, feigning grievance and jealousy here.

Specifically choosing this time to provoke her!

Hearing the satisfactory answer, Zhou Zhixue let out a low laugh.

She scooped Qin Qingyi up in her arms. A hidden joy blossomed in her heart as she held her tightly.

“Senior Sister, just hold on a little longer, we’re going home.”

She comforted her softly. The Chang Le Sword quickly flew through the air, heading towards Cangxue Peak.

However, before leaving, she didn’t forget to leave a message at the Black Water Cliff so that if Master or Senior Brother came over, they would see the message she left, even if they didn’t see her, which would reassure them.

They traveled quickly, not encountering anyone else along the way.

Zhou Zhixue carried Qin Qingyi back to Cangxue Peak. After pausing briefly at her own courtyard, she ultimately went to Qin Qingyi’s courtyard.

Entering the room and closing the door, Qin Qingyi’s mind, which was almost burned into a haze by the sexual frenzy, regained a sliver of clarity.

She sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the person who had already leaned in, swallowed, placed her palm on Zhou Zhixue’s shoulder, turned her head away, and said with difficulty: “If you are unwilling, your Senior Sister will certainly not force you.”

It was only one episode of sexual frenzy. She could endure it if she grit her teeth.

If she ruined her Junior Sister’s path because of this, then she would truly be a sinner for eternity, deserving of ten thousand deaths.

So, she was willing to give her Junior Sister another choice.

Leaving now, everything was still not too late.

However, she didn’t realize that the corners of her eyes were already flushed with an alluring color from the heat. Her clothes were half-undone, and her waist was extremely soft, collapsing onto the bed. She could only barely support herself with her left hand, which was now pressed against Zhou Zhixue’s shoulder. Without any further support, her body suddenly went limp and fell back. Her disheveled hair was scattered on the bed. Her chest rose and fell, emitting bursts of fragrance, presenting an inherently seductive appearance.

“Does Senior Sister not trust me?”

The person in front of her began to act again. With her eyelids lowered, she looked utterly desolate, on the verge of tears, as if Qin Qingyi’s rejection was an unpalatable poison to her.

“I certainly wouldn’t—”

Qin Qingyi quickly tried to explain, panting as she tried to sit up from the bed.

Unfortunately, her waist was soft and weak. She managed to lift her body halfway before tumbling back down.

She was suddenly frustrated, grabbed the thin quilt from the inner side of the bed, and covered her face, saying muffledly: “I just don’t want you to regret this matter afterward.”

“The path of emotionless cultivation is inherently difficult. You have come this far with great effort. There is still room now. If you leave, you will still be the new star of the Sword Sect and won’t have to break your cultivation path for me.”

A low weeping sound emerged from above the quilt, forcing Qin Qingyi to remove the thin quilt from her face. She saw Zhou Zhixue leaning over her, softly sobbing.

The drooping hair concealed her tearful eyes but could not hide the falling tears.

“I desired Senior Sister all along. It was I who broke my own cultivation path first. During the ten years I didn’t see Senior Sister, it was I who gradually developed inner demons and became unstable in my realm. It was I who was impure and slack in my cultivation. If I hadn’t been able to think of Senior Sister, I would certainly not have reached where I am today. All of this is what Zhixue is willing to do. Dual cultivating with Senior Sister today is also Zhixue’s insistence, it has nothing to do with Senior Sister.”

She cried so sadly that Qin Qingyi didn’t know what to do.

She could only gently pull down the other party’s collar and lightly kiss away the tear that was about to fall. Amidst the other party’s stunned expression, Qin Qingyi sighed:

“I only hope you will not regret it later.”