The Immortal’s "White Moonlight" Reborn - Chapter 65

From now on, Senior Sister will have to take her medicine and eat her sugar all by herself. She shouldn’t expect to be fed anymore.

In the end, Xue Tuan seized a moment when Yun Heng wasn’t looking and hopped right into Wen Qiwu’s embrace. Relying on her pitifully cute original form and her soft, fluffy fur, she successfully got Wen Qiwu to hold her without letting go. Seeing this, Yun Heng was left with no choice but to relent.

Xue Tuan found a comfortable position to lie down in Wen Qiwu’s arms, though for some reason, she felt a persistent chill running down her back.

“Xue Tuan, did you fail to break through this time?” Yun Heng reached out and gave the rabbit’s head a light tap.

“Just a little bit short, but I’ve completely consolidated my cultivation this time! I’ll probably succeed during my next meditation!” Xue Tuan’s ears twitched back and forth; she sounded rather proud of herself.

She didn’t expect that after she spoke, even Wen Qiwu would fall silent for a moment.

“Xue Tuan, your cultivation speed is still a bit on the slow side,” Wen Qiwu said, sounding worried. She was concerned that Xue Tuan would struggle to reach the Earth Immortal realm before her lifespan ran out. Only by reaching the Earth Immortal realm could one shed their mortal coil and attain an infinite lifespan.

“I’ve already been working harder than before!” Since the disaster a hundred years ago, Xue Tuan—who used to love eating, drinking, and being lazy, had begun to cultivate desperately. Though she knew it might be unrealistic, she had hoped that one day she could avenge Wen Qiwu. “It’s just that you and the Immortal Sovereign are too formidable! In reality, my cultivation speed has already surpassed many, many demons!”

The two individuals before her were geniuses among geniuses, encountering almost no bottlenecks in their cultivation. Realms that she struggled with all her might to break through were probably as simple as drinking water for them.

However, even though her natural talent wasn’t particularly high, the Immortal Sovereign had never mistreated her. The spiritual items she needed for cultivation were always the best. Where would a common rabbit outside get such conditions? Consequently, her cultivation speed still outpaced most demons; it was only when compared to these two that it looked abysmal.

“It is my fault. I have neglected her cultivation issues over these years,” Yun Heng suddenly spoke up, her face full of guilt.

The rabbit’s fur nearly stood on end. Xue Tuan turned her head to look at Yun Heng, whose tone had suddenly become exceptionally gentle. Please don’t speak like that, I’m scared!

“It’s not too late to start supervising her now. Xue Tuan, you can’t be lazy anymore in the future,” Wen Qiwu said, stroking her head.

“I obtained a Transformation Pill not long ago. It’s perfect for Xue Tuan to use now.” Yun Heng produced a small jade bottle containing the spiritual pill. The moment the bottle was opened, the scent of the medicine filled the entire room.

Xue Tuan’s mouth nearly watered. A demon at her level could not resist the temptation of a Transformation Pill.

The price she paid for succumbing to that temptation was being fed the pill by Yun Heng and then being tossed back into seclusion. Before she could even get warm in Wen Qiwu’s arms, she was back in her cold grotto.

“Senior Sister, don’t bully her,” Wen Qiwu said, squeezing her Senior Sister’s palm.

“She just happened to have consolidated her cultivation. Taking this opportunity to break through in one go is the most appropriate thing to do. I am not bullying her.” Yun Heng spoke with sound logic and a perfectly innocent expression. Anyone else might have truly believed her, but the one standing here was Wen Qiwu. How could she not see through her Senior Sister’s little scheme?

She let out a soft laugh and asked if her Senior Sister thought she actually believed that. Yun Heng hadn’t intended to keep it a secret from her Junior Sister anyway. Having been seen through, she embraced Wen Qiwu and planted a light kiss on her cheek, acting like a cat acting spoiled after doing something wrong.

Xue Tuan did indeed need someone to supervise her; otherwise, who knew when she would finally break through? Therefore, Wen Qiwu approved of sending the little rabbit into seclusion.

Wen Qiwu felt a slight tickle from the nuzzling. After a bit of playful banter, she went to check on Xue Tuan’s state. Ensuring everything was stable, she patted the rabbit’s head and encouraged her, saying she would surely succeed this time. Once she succeeded, Wen Qiwu promised to clear a small field on Cloud Mist Mountain to plant her favorite immortal radishes.

Encouraged, Xue Tuan dove into the meditation chamber without a second word, ready to break through.

At the same time, the matter with Xue Tuan made Yun Heng realize she hadn’t yet announced that her Junior Sister was alive. It didn’t matter much to others, but she needed to inform the friends who were close to her.

The news spread quickly. Before long, everyone in the upper echelons of the God-Inquiry Sect who wasn’t in seclusion knew that Wen Qiwu had fortunately survived.

Those who had been on good terms with Wen Qiwu all rushed to Cloud Mist Mountain to visit her. Seeing that she was indeed alive, though in a different form, many of them were moved to tears.

“No wonder the wind and snow on Cloud Mist Mountain have scattered. It’s because you’ve returned.” This was the most common thing they said upon arrival.

They all knew why Cloud Mist Mountain had been shrouded in blizzards for the past hundred years. They had been wondering why the snow had suddenly stopped; it turned out it was because she was back.

Many people came to Cloud Mist Mountain for several days in a row. Had it not been for the fact that Yun Heng still needed quiet to recover, even more people would have come.

Dong Shiyue had been in seclusion for a few days, so she learned the news a bit later than the others. Wen Qiwu had saved her life and was her closest elder outside of her master when she was a child. Upon hearing that Wen Qiwu was alive, she rushed to Cloud Mist Mountain before her disciples could even finish explaining.

When she arrived, Wen Qiwu was in the middle of extracting the souls she had been nourishing in her flames one by one. Because there were so many, dispersing her power inevitably slowed down the overall recovery speed. Consequently, the souls of the birds affected by the True Demon had stayed in her flames for a long time.

Now they were nearly fully recovered. After taking them out, she categorized them by race to make it easier to return them to their respective Demon Kings.

The souls of the birds made chirping sounds within her flames, each one expressing its reluctance to leave. The little ones were loath to leave the Phoenix’s fire. Wen Qiwu was softly coaxing the youngest souls when a grey-feathered bird suddenly swooped down, plucked a soul from the flame, and placed it in Wen Qiwu’s hand.

“Good bird~” Wen Qiwu stroked the grey bird’s head. When the bird flew back, it wobbled as if it were drunk, almost forgetting how to open its wings in its excitement.

Before Wen Qiwu could finish sorting the souls, there was a ripple in the barrier of Cloud Mist Mountain. Someone had arrived.

A hurried figure appeared at the summit. Dong Shiyue walked quickly toward Yun Heng’s residence to find the person she was looking for, but she only saw the “demon senior” she had mistakenly captured before.

Seeing her, Dong Shiyue immediately remembered how she had locked the other woman up like a pet. Despite her usually stern appearance, Dong Shiyue was actually quite thin-skinned. She had been avoiding Cloud Mist Mountain lately, specifically because she was afraid of running into this senior.

Having seen so many old friends lately, Wen Qiwu felt as if she had returned to the old days. Seeing Dong Shiyue, she instinctively waved and said, “A-Yue.”

How did this demon senior know her childhood name? Did the Immortal Sovereign tell her?

For some reason, Dong Shiyue felt the demon senior’s smile had become even more familiar.

“Hello… is the Sect Leader in?” Dong Shiyue’s voice betrayed her nervousness.

“The Medical Immortal is examining my Senior Sister. If you’re looking for her, you’ll have to wait a bit.” Wen Qiwu gestured to the empty stone stool beside her. “Would you like to sit for a while?”

“No, no need. I’m not here for the Medical Immortal.” Dong Shiyue waved her hands quickly. “I’m looking for someone else…”

Dong Shiyue hadn’t finished her sentence when she realized something was wrong. What did this demon senior just call the Sect Leader?

Senior Sister?

Dong Shiyue stood up abruptly, looking at Wen Qiwu in disbelief. A seemingly absurd theory that had already shown signs of being true surfaced in her mind. Her lips moved, and after a long while, she said in a dry, hoarse voice: “Elder… Wen?”

Her voice was barely louder than a mosquito’s buzz, but fortunately, Wen Qiwu was no ordinary person.

She offered Dong Shiyue a smile. “Long time no see.”

Back then, A-Yue was just a tiny child; now, she was already a master to others.

Dong Shiyue’s eyes instantly turned red. She crouched beside Wen Qiwu and couldn’t help but choke up. “It’s good that you’re back… It’s just good that you’re back…”

“Don’t cry. Your disciples will laugh at you if they see you,” Wen Qiwu comforted her, patting her shoulder.

“If they dare laugh, they can all go stay at the Cliff of Reflection!” Dong Shiyue showed a rare bit of childish temper.

Wen Qiwu laughed and took out a handkerchief to help wipe her face.

After a long while, Dong Shiyue gradually calmed down. Once she was composed, she realized something.

Elder Wen was that demon senior… so that bird she had locked in a cage was Elder Wen?!!!

She… she had even boldly held Elder Wen in her hands and rubbed her, even stroking her head several times! Dong Shiyue’s expression became dazed and shattered. When she thought the other person was a stranger, she already wanted to leave the Vast Delusion Realm; now that she knew it was the Elder Wen she respected…

Dong Shiyue met Wen Qiwu’s smiling eyes, and her face gradually turned beet red.

Maybe… maybe she should just go to the Cliff of Reflection herself!

Inside the house, Yun Heng could no longer stay still. As soon as the Medical Immortal finished the examination, she walked out. The Medical Immortal, wanting to see the excitement, followed her out, but the girl who had just arrived was already gone.

“Where is the girl who was just crying in your arms?” the Medical Immortal asked.

“Her disciples had something for her, so she went back,” Wen Qiwu said, setting down the bird souls. Some of the souls still tried to cling to her side, only to be quietly swatted away by Yun Heng. “Senior Medical Immortal, is my Senior Sister’s health any better?”

“It is much better,” Yun Heng said.

Wen Qiwu didn’t believe the “much better” coming from her Senior Sister, who always reported the good news but not the bad. Senior Sister used to say that all the time, and what happened? The Medical Immortal almost failed to save her. Yun Heng received a glare and didn’t dare speak further.

“It has improved a bit. Generally speaking, it has stabilized for now, but what happened at the Phoenix Sovereign’s Tomb must not happen a second time.” The corners of the Medical Immortal’s mouth turned up. Whenever she made such an expression, those around her had to be careful.

The Medical Immortal reminded Wen Qiwu, who had almost forgotten the matter. Previously, Yun Heng was too weak to be stressed, but now that her condition had stabilized, it was a good time to settle old accounts.

Yun Heng’s usually calm eyes immediately showed a trace of panic. She looked at her Junior Sister; sure enough, much of the smile on Wen Qiwu’s face had vanished.

She had worked so hard to coax her Junior Sister, and A-Que hadn’t mentioned the previous events for days. She should have just sent the Medical Immortal straight back to the Myriad Medicine Mountain!

To prevent the Medical Immortal from saying anything else to stir up trouble, Yun Heng immediately intended to “escort” her back.

“I’ll be the one to escort the Senior Medical Immortal back. Senior Sister, could you do me a favor?” Wen Qiwu took hold of her Senior Sister’s sleeve. Her tone was gentle, yet it held an undeniable authority.

In the end, Yun Heng could only sit in the courtyard looking after the noisy group of bird souls. She watched Wen Qiwu’s departing figure with worry in her eyes. Wen Qiwu escorted the Medical Immortal away from Cloud Mist Mountain. Along the way, the Medical Immortal was wondering how Wen Qiwu was going to “punish” the disobedient patient. To her surprise, Wen Qiwu’s first words were a request to replace those two extremely bitter herbs.

Wen Qiwu had researched for a long time and finally found spiritual items that could substitute for those two medicines.

The Medical Immortal sighed. “You are too gentle with her. You said you were going to punish her… but you still can’t bear it?”

The so-called “punishment” was at most just to scare her Senior Sister.

Wen Qiwu touched her lips as if inadvertently. Her lips curved into a slight smile as she said, “I have already punished her.”

At this, even the Medical Immortal was a bit confused. Punished her?

From now on, the medicine won’t be so bitter. Senior Sister will have to take her medicine and eat her sugar all by herself. She won’t find any more opportunities to beg me to feed her. Isn’t that a punishment?

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