The Cold, Aloof Senior Sister Deserves To Be Paired With A Peerless Beauty - Chapter 8

Today, she is the Senior Sister.

Shang Ling and Yi Lin had entered the Cangqing Sect together. During their cultivation, they were inseparable, and even their immortal peaks, where their cave dwellings were located, were extremely close to each other.

By the time Shang Ling took over the Cangqing Sect, outsiders had lost count of how many years the two had accompanied one another.

Rumors had long circulated in the outside world that the two had become Dao companions. To this, neither offered much explanation, instead allowing the rumors to persist.

However, as the one who had followed Immortal Venerable Yi Lin the longest, Chi Li knew very well that a hundred years ago, Shang Ling had indeed approached Yi Lin to discuss this matter. In the end, Yi Lin had refused.

At the time, Chi Li didn’t understand. She had seen their affection with her own eyes. Yi Lin clearly wanted to agree, yet the final refusal had been blunt and decisive.

Later, when Chi Li found an opportunity to ask, Yi Lin looked bewildered and claimed she didn’t remember it happening.

Now, watching the two standing together, an answer surfaced in Chi Li’s mind. Her icy gaze fell upon Mo Fan, the man who was about to become a junior brother of the sect.

Even if Mo Fan hadn’t appeared back then, the Heavenly Dao had never forgotten how to pamper its favorite. As someone destined to be connected to Mo Fan in the future, the person she loved would inevitably have to be him.

Therefore, Yi Lin refused Shang Ling. After that, neither remembered the incident, and their dynamic returned to how it had always been.

The Heavenly Dao creates an illusion for its favored one, making them believe the entire world should love them.

Thinking of this, a flash of mockery crossed Chi Li’s face, but it vanished instantly, making it difficult for anyone to notice.

Yi Lin, who was conversing with Shang Ling, seemed to sense something. Her gaze fell on Chi Li and then moved to Mu Zhi beside her. Her expression remained gentle, and her words were like a spring breeze.

“Chi Li is back. How was it? Did the trial go smoothly?”

The gentle voice gradually overlapped with the cold, indifferent voice Chi Li had heard just before her death. It was hard to believe they belonged to the same person.

Chi Li took a silent, deep breath, eventually loosening her tightly clenched fist. She subtly pulled Mu Zhi behind her before bowing to Immortal Venerable Yi Lin and speaking calmly.

“Reporting to Master: everything went smoothly.”

Immortal Venerable Shang Ling walked over and lightly patted Yi Lin’s shoulder. Her low laugh as she leaned in made them appear incredibly close.

“More than smooth. Chi Li even brought back a little Junior Sister.”

Hearing this, Yi Lin showed interest. Her gaze bypassed Chi Li to look at Mu Zhi. After observing for a moment, she smiled.

“This is the one? Her aptitude is good. Chi Li has picked up a treasure.”

Being praised so warmly by such a gentle beauty made Mu Zhi’s eyes light up.

As they chatted, they seemed to have forgotten Mo Fan’s existence. He looked over several times, his lips pressed tight, not daring to speak. His gaze eventually settled on Mu Zhi.

At that moment, Immortal Venerable Yi Lin felt a sharp pain in her head. It was as if she remembered something; she suddenly stopped talking and brushed Shang Ling’s hand off her. Turning to the awkward Mo Fan, she spoke.

“Coincidentally, I also picked someone up. He…”

Yi Lin’s voice trailed off. She furrowed her brows as if searching her memory, looking somewhat dazed.

Seeing that Yi Lin hadn’t continued, Mo Fan assumed she had forgotten his name and hurriedly spoke up.

“Mo Fan. My name is Mo Fan.”

Upon hearing the name, when Yi Lin opened her eyes again, they were filled with admiration.

Shang Ling followed Yi Lin’s gaze toward the unremarkable figure. After staring for a moment, she spoke hesitantly.

“This child…”

The final words “won’t do” seemed to be altered by an invisible force. When she spoke again, it turned into high praise.

“With hard work, he will surely surpass us in the future.”

Yi Lin nodded in agreement. She then glanced at Mu Zhi and said:

“Since both are to enter my sect…”

Before she could finish, Chi Li stepped forward and interrupted.

“That is not the case, Master.”

Interrupted, Yi Lin showed no sign of anger, only looking at Chi Li with confusion.

Before Chi Li could explain, Shang Ling stepped forward with a smile.

“Yi Lin, you’re late. This young lady is going to join my sect.”

Not far away, Mo Fan’s expression darkened instantly. He looked at the person shielded behind Chi Li with a hint of resentment.

Yi Lin was stunned. She frowned and looked at Chi Li for a long time, sensing that something was wrong but unable to articulate what it was.

“That works too. Since everyone is here, let’s test their spiritual roots together,” Yi Lin nodded.

Shang Ling looked at Chi Li and Mu Zhi, smiling.

“They were specifically waiting for you.”

Hearing this, Yi Lin frowned and cast a thoughtful look at Chi Li, but ultimately said nothing.

With a wave of Shang Ling’s sleeve, a cool breeze brushed past. When they looked again, a man-sized jade stone had appeared in the hall.

The stone was flawless, resembling white jade, yet one could faintly see spiritual energy flowing within it.

“Who wants to go first?” Shang Ling asked, though her eyes fell first on Mu Zhi.

Mu Zhi looked at the massive stone filled with unknown spiritual energy. Her eyes shone with the excitement of entering an immortal sect. Before they could turn their attention elsewhere, she stepped forward proactively.

“I’ll go, I’ll go first! I want to see if you guys were lying to me.”

This comment made the others laugh, and their attention shifted entirely away from the silent Mo Fan.

After Mu Zhi stepped forward, she observed the stone for a long time until Chi Li’s voice reminded her from behind.

“Just place your hand on it.”

“Oh, okay.”

Mu Zhi reached out and touched the cold jade.

The moment her hand made contact, a dazzling light erupted from the transparent stone. It wasn’t just pure light, it was infused with a golden radiance, bathing Mu Zhi in a divine glow.

Chi Li wasn’t surprised, she had seen the Spirit Testing Stone emit such light before.

Geniuses in the cultivation world are few and far between, yet the people standing here already accounted for most of them.

Seeing this, both Shang Ling and Yi Lin looked astonished.

Shang Ling was the first to recover. She smiled at Chi Li.

“Chi Li has brought another genius back to the sect.”

Standing nearby, Mo Fan stared intently at the golden light. Just looking at it, one could feel the power contained within.

Mo Fan withdrew his gaze, a dark shadow flickering in the depths of his lowered eyes.

Once Mu Zhi returned to her side, Chi Li’s expression softened. She reached out to gently pat the girl’s head and spoke warmly.

“You did very well.”

Shang Ling walked over to them and said to Mu Zhi:

“I haven’t given you a greeting gift yet. When you are free, you can go to the Treasure Seeking Pavilion with your Senior Sister and pick two items you like. Pick two for Immortal Venerable Yi Lin’s share as well.”

Shang Ling was naturally generous to her disciples, even more so for a new Junior Sister.

Mu Zhi imitated Chi Li’s respectful bow, her voice bubbling with joy.

“Thank you, Immortal Venerable.”

“It’s ‘Master’,” Chi Li corrected.

Mu Zhi realized her mistake and smiled sheepishly, repeating:

“Thank you, Master.”

Mo Fan spoke up then, his praise carrying a strange undertone.

“Junior Sister is truly impressive.”

An icy chill flashed in Chi Li’s eyes as she spoke coldly.

“She entered the gate before you. She is your Senior Sister.”

If not for her suppressed aura, Chi Li would have loved to kick him right then and there.

It was the same in her past life. Even though Chi Li had brought Mu Zhi back first, Mo Fan insisted on calling her “Junior Sister.” The other disciples who had met Mu Zhi first also seemed brainwashed, collectively agreeing that Mu Zhi was the “Little Junior Sister.”

At first, Chi Li didn’t think much of it.

But now, hearing that word from Mo Fan’s mouth again made her feel sick, simply because he was the one saying it.

Chi Li thought this must be the Heavenly Dao’s twisted sense of humor. The title “Junior Sister” was harmless in itself, but from certain people’s mouths, it tasted wrong as if they were intentionally framing Mu Zhi as the weaker party.

Mo Fan’s face shifted through various expressions, looking extremely displeased. With his head bowed, he looked as if he were being bullied.

Mu Zhi was also indignant. She stepped forward and said:

“Big Senior Sister can call me Little Junior Sister, but you, the latecomer, must call me Senior Sister!”

As soon as Mu Zhi finished, Mo Fan looked up at her in disbelief, as if he never expected her to say such a thing.

Seeing the awkward atmosphere, Yi Lin wondered why they were arguing over this and said to Mo Fan:

“You indeed should call her Senior Sister.”

Since Yi Lin had spoken, Mo Fan couldn’t say more. He could only mutter:

“I understand.”

Mu Zhi was still dissatisfied. She pulled on Chi Li and whispered indignantly in her ear:

“He really has no manners. He doesn’t understand ‘first come, first served’ at all.”

Chi Li comforted Mu Zhi with a few words, her cold gaze sweeping over Mo Fan.

As Immortal Venerables, they could naturally hear the whispering, but they said nothing.

On the contrary, a hint of satisfaction appeared in Shang Ling’s eyes, as if she quite liked Mu Zhi’s personality. Then, she glanced at Yi Lin before looking at Mo Fan.

“You, come forward.”

Her tone was much colder this time, lacking the warmth she usually showed to those brought by Yi Lin.

Mo Fan didn’t think much of it. He didn’t notice that Yi Lin’s gaze was no longer on him.

As he walked toward the Spirit Testing Stone, his steps were filled with an unearned confidence. In his heart, he felt that as someone brought back by Immortal Venerable Yi Lin, his talent surely wouldn’t be inferior to Mu Zhi’s.

With this thought, his eyes were full of pride as he placed his hand on the stone.

But that pride was extinguished the moment the stone emitted only a weak, dim light. It felt like a slap to the face, leaving him stinging and at a loss.

When Mo Fan anxiously searched for Yi Lin, he saw Shang Ling pulling Yi Lin aside, whispering.

“Yi Lin, why did you bring someone like this back?”

Yi Lin glanced at Mo Fan at the stone, her words sounding eerily hollow.

“I thought he looked too pitiful.”

“Pitiful?” Shang Ling frowned, repeating the word.

Cultivation is about destiny and affinity, not pity.

The moment that thought appeared, Shang Ling’s attitude suddenly shifted. She said to Mo Fan:

“In the future, you need only focus on your cultivation.”

Then, Shang Ling leaned close to Yi Lin again and whispered something else, earning an annoyed glare from the latter.

Shang Ling didn’t mind the glare at all. Seeing the others waiting, she spoke in a seemingly good mood.

“Since the roots have been tested, everyone return to their respective places.”

Then, Shang Ling cautioned Chi Li, who was about to lead Mu Zhi away.

“You must teach my new disciple well, or I shall hold you responsible.”

Listening to the mock-stern tone, Chi Li replied with a serious expression.

“This disciple obeys the command.”