Even If You're My Senior, It's Still Forbidden - Chapter 65

Jin’an read the words with keen interest: “My opinion?”

“Yes, I want to hear your thoughts,” Ji Weining said, leaning closer with a hint of anticipation in her eyes. “Mmm and about your past.”

“Didn’t you also say you wanted to hear my views on demonic energy?” Jin’an glanced over, recalling her earlier words about the topic.

“Then go ahead, junior sister.”

It seemed she wouldn’t be able to learn about Jin’an’s past from her this time.

“Not your junior sister yet,” Jin’an replied, narrowing her eyes.

Her master, Mu Chanjuan, hadn’t agreed to it yet, so indeed she couldn’t be considered a junior sister.

Jin’an began answering her question earnestly: “Demonic energy, to me, is no different from the spiritual power you just transmitted.”

No different?

Ji Weining was momentarily speechless. To her, it truly was no different both were things she couldn’t use, so what distinction could there be?

“Actually, in their eyes, demonic energy probably isn’t something good, right?” Jin’an lifted her gaze to Ji Weining, well aware of how the world viewed demonic energy.

“I remember that person wanted to use me for an experiment? Yes, an experiment with me and herself as the test subjects.” At this, Jin’an laughed, a touch of mockery in her tone.

“Before she died, she said it was almost complete?”

“Senior sister, I don’t understand what she meant.” Jin’an raised her head, her eyes scanning everything around her, yet not truly seeing anyone as human.

To her, all people and things were merely objects. In her eyes, only Ji Weining stood apart from the rest.

Jin’an’s eyes grew desolate, flickering with unspoken words, until she finally voiced them: “I’ve forgotten how I was born.”

“You say all things have an origin, but I don’t.”

Ji Weining: “Then, what if we start from now?”

Ji Weining: “Wouldn’t that count as a beginning?”

“Alright.” Jin’an wrapped her arms tightly around Ji Weining, holding her close.

“Why are you holding me like this?” Ji Weining’s gaze wavered, unsure how to respond, her hands slowly encircling Jin’an’s waist.

“I don’t know.” Jin’an nuzzled against her chest, speaking with a lighthearted tone, as if it were the most natural thing to say.

But Ji Weining understood her past now. What she said made sense.

This was her history.

A wave of pity washed over Ji Weining, wishing Jin’an hadn’t endured such things. If only she had met her sooner, it might have been better.

It might have been better.

“Senior sister, you smell so good.”

“Huh?”

Jin’an buried her face in the crook of Ji Weining’s neck, unconsciously flicking her tongue against her earlobe. A damp sensation spread across Ji Weining’s ear.

So ticklish.

Her arms tightened around Jin’an, pulling her closer. With her ear near Jin’an’s lips, Ji Weining bit down gently.

Then, as if savoring the moment, she pulled back slightly and responded, “You too, junior sister.”

“Demonic energy is actually nothing much.” Ji Weining finally returned to the earlier topic, speaking her thoughts on demonic energy in a calm, even tone beside her ear.

Yes, demonic energy was nothing much just a small obstacle they needed to overcome and then it would be fine.

They would overcome it soon enough.

Ji Weining once again took Jin’an’s ear lobe, now red as a cherry, into her mouth.

“Nothing much?” Jin’an released her, her eyes brightening again, sparkling like stars.

The stifling heat beside Ji Weining’s ear vanished as she let go of the ear lobe she had been biting. Her mark remained, the ear lobe flushed red from her teasing.

Ji Weining gently closed her eyes. What had she just done to Jin’an?

What had she told that person? That she mustn’t form attachments, that she couldn’t control her racing heart, and that she couldn’t hide her secret. Her feelings for Jin’an, why were they starting to feel different?

She liked her bones. Yes, that was all it was.

Ji Weining: “Right! Nothing much!”

“Right! Demonic energy is just like spiritual energy.” Jin’an immediately grasped the idea and responded, then asked Ji Weining with earnest eyes, “So, do I not need to remove it anymore?”

Not remove demonic energy? Ji Weining had never considered this question. Since the world divided into purity and turbidity, demonic energy had begun corrupting things, causing decay, making humans violent, and animals savage.

In the end, using the residual power of the Mother Goddess in this land, she separated the two forces, ultimately creating the Demon Abyss.

But demonic energy still lingered here, stubborn and hard to eradicate. The demonic energy within the Demon Abyss continued to spread outward, and she had no way to deal with it.

Now, demonic energy was stirring up chaos once again.

That was why she had come here. But as a deity, bound by cosmic laws, she couldn’t descend to this realm directly.

Thus, this situation had unfolded: she had recovered the emotions and desires she lost on the day she became a deity in the divine realm, took on a human form, and descended to the mortal world. Yet, even as a human, she still couldn’t fundamentally resolve the issue.

She began her descent to the mortal realm to deal with the demonic energy.

Having governed the Heavenly Dao and the mortal world for many years, she originally thought she could use mortal spiritual power to solve the problem. But in the end, nothing was resolved. Now, however, she was determined, if there was any possibility, she would try it.

She came here to begin these tasks. Before arriving, she used the power of the Heavenly Dao to issue a command to the families inheriting divine decrees. By now, it should be almost time.

Ji Weining calculated the days. As long as she used these resources wisely, it would surely not be a problem.

“I don’t think that’s feasible.” As Ji Weining’s words fell, Jin’an slumped over, clutching her abdomen.

Her eyes turned red.

The demonic energy inside her began to surge. How could this happen right after she had just purified it?

Ji Weining quickly activated an array, using spiritual power to isolate the area, preventing anyone else from entering and discovering Jin’an’s secret.

Yes, today was the full moon, the time of strongest Yin energy and also the peak of demonic energy. At this moment, demonic energy was at its most potent, impossible to eradicate.

She now had to isolate the power generated by the demonic energy during the full moon, weakening its control over the space. Only then could she address the condition manifesting in Jin’an’s body.

“It’s so uncomfortable.” Jin’an reached out and clutched Ji Weining’s collar. Ji Weining held her tightly, pulling her into an embrace.

“It’s alright. It’ll be over soon.”

Once the moon passed, the turmoil of demonic energy would gradually subside.

This cyclical motion was the law of survival in this world. She had never fully understood what the Mother Goddess meant by “balance,” but now she finally grasped it.

All things in existence complement and restrain one another. It is through this balance that they coexist and foster mutual growth.

Without demonic energy, this world would likely stagnate.

She couldn’t help but wonder whether dividing the demonic energy of this world into two halves was the right decision. What if, as Su Jin’an suggested, all the demonic energy were released? How would this world adapt to such a change?

Ji Weining found it difficult to envision such a scenario. Perhaps she was still too inexperienced. She had even forgotten how she had passed the trials to become the Heavenly Dao, the deity of this realm.

The Mother Goddess had placed many expectations upon her.

Speaking of the Mother Goddess, there had been no news of her lately.

[Yes, I will find a way to make contact.]

Ji Weining asked, “What if this world has already been abandoned?”

[From the moment we were acknowledged by the Mother Goddess and became the deities of this realm, it became our duty.]

At that moment, we should have taken on the responsibility of protecting this world. That is the duty of us deities.

Ji Weining couldn’t come up with a response to her own words as a deity, for the two of them were connected even in the present. Everything was interconnected, with only subtle differences in emotion.

Her gaze fell upon Jin’an.

[You like her.]

Like? Ji Weining’s face flushed. She had never experienced such feelings before.

During her days in the divine realm, her days were spent overseeing the rules of this world to ensure they remained unbroken. But now, it seemed that one must become a mortal to truly understand whether the rules they had established were reasonable.

What if she dismantled the layers separating the divine realm and the mortal world? This idea began to take root in her heart.

[You have no other choice. Once the demonic abyss is sealed, I will still preside over the divine realm.]

“You truly are willing to forsake all your emotions.”

Ji Weining understood herself. During her time in the divine realm, she had never intended to exist in such a state forever. She loved the mortal world.

“You can’t bear to part with it.”

“You still want to see this mortal world through my eyes.”

Ji Weining curled her lips into a sly smile, like a cunning fox addressing a shadow in the void.

She loved the mortal world dearly and longed to witness its wonders. Only these things could spark her interest. She knew herself all too well.

[The mortal world is beautiful. I truly do love it.]

[That’s why I want to protect it.]

She couldn’t destroy it just because she loved it.

The mortal world was not her private possession. She was acutely aware of her feelings toward it, this was the version of herself devoid of emotion. On the path to becoming a deity, one must cast aside desire, sever emotions, and view all things with the utmost rationality, ultimately becoming the deity who governs this realm.

Ji Weining was fully aware of this, so she had let go. Yet, she had forgotten why she had chosen to become a deity in the first place.

Her memories had long begun to fade. She should have remembered, she was born of the Mother Goddess, inherently carrying the bloodline of the divine race. All she had to do was find the remnants of the divine legacy scattered across this land, fulfill its requirements, and she would become the deity of this realm, fulfilling the Mother Goddess’s wishes.

Becoming a deity was as simple for her as drinking water.

“Abandoning your own emotions, do you truly think it’s worth it?”

[It is worth it. Of course, it is.]

She knew deep down she was filled with unwillingness, yet she still spoke those words.

But worthiness and unwillingness could never be equated.

“I understand,” Ji Weining said quietly.

She would still complete her mission, and she did not wish for this land to vanish, to cease to exist. Over the years she had spent here, she had truly grown to love it more and more. Every sensation here was something she had never been able to touch in the divine realm.

Ji Weining’s hand gently stroked Jin’an’s cheek soft, with skin as tender as tofu. That touch brought her immense comfort.

How she wished it could last forever.

Jin’an’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, but Ji Weining didn’t notice. Instead, under the moonlight, she drew Jin’an into her embrace.

Did she like it? She didn’t know. She only felt that this person before her was more endearing than anyone else.

More capable of bringing her joy.

[Admit it, you like her.]

“Then I like her,” Ji Weining said to her.

“Like what?” Jin’an’s soft murmur echoed in the night.

Ji Weining had already fallen asleep after all, her mortal body was no match for that of a deity. Yet the words were heard by her divine self.

[I like you.]

[I like you.]

[I like you.]

Her divine self repeated the phrase like a soulless shell. In the cold, desolate divine hall, lights flickered outside the window, she knew they were brought by mortals.

Still, the feeling was different from what she had witnessed in the mortal realm.

She tried to summon fire within the divine hall, gathering her spiritual energy again and again, but the flames always died out.

The divine hall forbade the lighting of fire.

The divine hall remained just as it was.

Dressed in a blue robe, Ji Weining sat casually on the floor of the divine hall, then lay down and spread her arms wide.

She only remembered that this used to feel comforting, but now she had lost even that emotion.

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