My Demon Lord Junior Sister Is Pretending to Be Good to Seduce Me - Chapter 6

The sound of footsteps outside the door was continuous. Lin Yumo lowered her head and walked towards the door, “You bandage your wound yourself, I’ll guard for you outside.”

“Wait a moment!” Mu Xuewei called out to her just in time, her voice a little choked, “Senior Sister, could you help me? I can’t reach the back.”

Lin Yumo’s hand was already on the door frame, but she dropped it nonetheless, taking a deep breath.

Indeed, it would be difficult for her to deal with the wound on her back shoulder by herself.

Even though she liked Senior Brother, it wasn’t appropriate to ask him to come and help since they weren’t together right now.

Lin Yumo blinked and turned around, walking towards her.

She poured white spirit on the gauze and gently reminded her, “It will hurt a little, bear with it.”

She wiped away the blood around the wound, then applied the hemostatic powder with a spoon, and wrapped the wound with gauze.

She was a little absent-minded, still thinking about the Butterfly Demon’s corpse.

She still felt that it was more likely that the talisman had been torn off by someone.

She glanced sideways at Mu Xuewei, momentarily lost in thought. In her previous life, she hadn’t interacted much with Mu Xuewei and knew very little about her.

So now, she had to guess what Mu Xuewei would or could do.

But would a Mu Xuewei of this age really have so much cunning? If she did, why would she be bullied by the disciples in the Outer Court?

“Junior Sister! We found something!” Li Shuangxing pushed the door open directly. He thought only Lin Yumo was in this soft-bed room.

Lin Yumo immediately stood up, blocking Mu Xuewei behind her, completely concealing her figure.

The Kunwu Sword suddenly left its sheath, forcing Li Shuangxing, who had already stepped one foot in, out.

The two doors slammed shut with a “bang.”

Mu Xuewei lowered her eyes, a smile playing on the corner of her lips.

Lin Yumo finished bandaging Mu Xuewei’s wound and adjusted her collar for her, “Sleep. We’ll return to the Purple Bamboo Forest tomorrow.”

She picked up her sword and quickly walked out.

Mu Xuewei lay on the bed, examining the talisman in her hand by the moonlight.

Her thumb rubbed against the green runes. With a light twist, the talisman turned to ash in her hand.

…

Lin Yumo followed Li Shuangxing to the rafters of the inn outside, where a puddle of green liquid was left behind.

The liquid shimmered under the moonlight. Lin Yumo dabbed a bit with a handkerchief. The green liquid was extremely viscous, pulling up disgusting threads upon contact.

She lowered her head and smelled it, saying, “Hell Grass.”

Decades ago, during the war between Immortals and Demons, the Demon Lord fell, and the Demon Race descended into chaos. The Butterfly Demon clan was almost extinct. Yet now, so many Butterfly Demons had appeared in Shili Langdang.

No wonder the Butterfly Demons had such a large population; it seemed someone was intentionally breeding them.

Li Shuangxing also squatted down, “It’s not just Hell Grass, there’s also the smell of a certain medicine.”

Lin Yumo sniffed the handkerchief again, her pupils suddenly widening, “Soul Suppression Pill!”

“Yes. The Soul Suppression Pill can not only increase the user’s fighting power but also numb their sense of pain, practically turning them into a puppet capable only of slaughter.”

“But this doesn’t quite smell like a Soul Suppression Pill,” Lin Yumo frowned, “I once went to the border of the Nine Abyss Sha Domain with Master and occasionally acquired a Soul Suppression Pill. The smell was different from this…”

A light flashed in her eyes, “Do you mean that someone is attempting to refine the Soul Suppression Pill, and these Butterfly Demons are just guinea pigs?”

If it were merely to test the aggressiveness of Butterfly Demons after taking the Soul Suppression Pill, then these demons shouldn’t have all targeted Mu Xuewei.

Moreover, most of these Butterfly Demons didn’t deliberately hurt people; only a few went mad and caused harm.

Li Shuangxing scratched his head, “Let’s report back to Master. This isn’t something we can solve.”

Right.

Lin Yumo truly regretted indulging only in pleasure in her past life, failing to realize that the Demon Race had already begun their movements at this time.

…

The next day, the faint morning light shone on Lin Yumo’s face. Lin Yumo had slept all night on the inn’s eaves like this.

The June night was still somewhat cold, making her sneeze a couple of times upon waking.

She jumped down from the eaves.

She happened to encounter Mu Xuewei walking out of her room.

She was still wearing the same dirty clothes from yesterday, but her hair was neatly combed, and her face was much cleaner.

Lin Yumo looked at her suspiciously. Didn’t she bring any change of clothes?

She went upstairs, took out a plain white cloak, draped it over her, and said, “Don’t disgrace Mount Xuanling when you’re out.”

Mu Xuewei held the cloak, tying a bow, “Senior Sister, it’s rare to come down the mountain. Can I look around?”

“We still need to report the matter of the Butterfly Demons to Master from last night. Let’s go back first.”

Mu Xuewei lowered her head, drooping her eyelids, looking reluctant. When she looked up again, her eyes brightened, and she waved her hand in Lin Yumo’s direction.

Lin Yumo knew this wasn’t a greeting to her. Before she could turn to look, she felt herself being pulled.

Mu Xuewei grabbed her hand and ran toward Li Shuangxing, “Senior Brother, can you explain the matter of the Butterfly Demons to Master clearly by yourself last night?”

Li Shuangxing was confused but nodded, “I will definitely report everything truthfully.”

“That’s good, then you go back to Mount Xuanling alone. I want Senior Sister to accompany me to wander around Shili Langdang…” She tightened her grip on Lin Yumo’s hand, a glimmer of tears in her eyes as she looked at Li Shuangxing.

If Li Shuangxing didn’t agree, she would probably cry the next moment.

“Alright, Junior Sister hasn’t been down the mountain before. Yumo, you should accompany her for a walk.”

Lin Yumo: …

Fine.

Lin Yumo nodded helplessly. The little girl was quite good at arranging people.

She truly had a bit of the Demon Lord’s demeanor at such a young age.

…

Shili Langdang was quite prosperous, with flying things in the sky, swimming things in the water, and walking things on the ground—everything imaginable. It wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say one could be dazzled here.

Suddenly, Lin Yumo’s steps halted.

Crispy Candy.

She stared from afar, unable to move.

The last batch given by Shopkeeper Chen was truly delicious and was completely finished in one night.

She felt the two copper coins at her waist and swallowed.

Mu Xuewei followed Lin Yumo’s gaze, “Does Senior Sister want some? I’ll buy it for Senior Sister.”

“Forget it. You’ve only been in the Purple Bamboo Forest for one day; you haven’t received your allowance yet. Where would you get the money to buy it…”

Mu Xuewei blinked, took a piece of broken silver from her pouch, and walked up, “Shopkeeper, I want a little of every kind.”

“Alright. Here you go.”

Mu Xuewei came back with several bags of crispy candy and handed them to Lin Yumo, “Senior Sister, why do you like crispy candy?”

“Because…” Lin Yumo began to fabricate an explanation, “Crispy candy with wine, the more you drink, the more you have!”

She smiled and popped a piece into her mouth, “Crispy candy from Chen’s combined with the pear blossom wine I brewed myself is the best thing in the world.”

Mu Xuewei smiled and shrugged.

She had known too little about Senior Sister in the past. She didn’t know what she liked, what her hobbies were. In the sixty years on Jingxue Peak, she owed her too much; she hadn’t given her a single moment of happiness.

“Can I drink the wine Senior Sister brewed?” Mu Xuewei asked.

Lin Yumo, carrying the crispy candy, was satisfied. It wasn’t a waste to accompany her for a stroll.

She shook the candy bag at Mu Xuewei, “Depends on your performance.”

Her tone suddenly shifted. She felt something was amiss, “Mu Xuewei, since you have broken silver, why didn’t you wear better clothes to the Hundred Contest Tournament?”

Because I wanted to gain Senior Sister’s pity.

“Because… the outer sect disciples always bully me. They would steal my money, so I didn’t dare to use good clothes or food…”

Outer sect disciples indeed came from various places, and their temperaments were not as good as those in the inner sect. Bullying was a common occurrence, not surprising.

If this were true, Mu Xuewei wearing those clothes that day was understandable.

However, she had spent two solid silver notes to buy her two good outfits, clothes she hadn’t even dared to wear herself.

Now, Mu Xuewei was telling her she had her own money. Wasn’t she treating her like a fool?

She looked at the crispy candy she was carrying, sighed, and decided not to dwell on it for the sake of the candy.

“If you’ve wandered enough, let’s go back. Master is waiting.”

“Okay, let’s go back.” Mu Xuewei nodded obediently, her voice soft and extremely gentle.

After entering the Purple Bamboo Forest, Mu Xuewei still followed behind Lin Yumo. Lin Yumo entered her room, and Mu Xuewei followed her in.

“Mu Xuewei, this is my room.” Lin Yumo’s hand rested on the door, clearly intending to close it.

She pointed to the side, “I’ve cleaned your room for you. Go back to your own room.”

Mu Xuewei froze, then silently turned and walked towards the room next door.

Her hands unconsciously clenched.

…

Lin Yumo lay on the couch, recalling everything in Shili Langdang. She always felt that something was off about Mu Xuewei, but Mu Xuewei’s explanations always seemed flawless.

Moreover, she didn’t believe a little girl could have such a meticulous mind.

Lin Yumo couldn’t sleep peacefully. She climbed out of bed and sat at the table.

The bamboo shadows in the Purple Bamboo Forest were swaying, and as the leaves moved, they projected onto the table in front of her. Her fingers traced the shadows of the bamboo joints.

She looked up again, and the pear blossom tree outside the door was reduced to branches, with only a few scattered petals falling into the flower pond, turning into dust.

The pear blossom season was over. This year’s pear blossom wine should be put into the cellar, and the wine buried last year could be taken out to drink.

She rested her head on the table, feeling physically and mentally exhausted, and closed her tired eyes.

…

With a gentle breeze, the entire Purple Bamboo Forest was brightly lit.

“Senior Sister,” Mu Xuewei knocked on Lin Yumo’s door. Hearing no response, she walked towards the window instead.

She rested her hands on the window, peeked inside, and softly called out, “Senior Sister.”

Lin Yumo rubbed her eyes. She thought she vaguely heard someone calling her. Who was it? The voice was so soft.

She switched arms to lean on, finding a more comfortable position.

She closed her eyes again in a daze.

“Senior Sister.”

Lin Yumo heard the soft call again, and this time she slightly opened her eyes. Her vision was a kaleidoscope of light, and her neck hurt a little.

She seemed to hear someone calling her Senior Sister… the only person who could call her Senior Sister…

Mu Xuewei!

She sat up abruptly, blinking hard until the halo of light in front of her disappeared.

She looked up and saw Mu Xuewei resting her head on the window frame, peering inside. Her hair floated with the wind, and she called out again, “Senior Sister,…”

This time, Lin Yumo clearly heard her calling her ‘Senior Sister’. As for what she said next, she didn’t catch it.

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