The Ice-Cold Beauty Senior Sister Keeps Falling for Her Own Theories - Chapter 11

“My vine tips, oh my!”

Huahua widened her eyes, staring in astonishment at the person before her.

Though she had regained consciousness, her spiritual power was depleted, leaving her unable to transform. She could only remain as a butterfly, lying motionless on the ground.

But then…

She swore she had only spoken casually, saying something like, “If only the heavens would send Sister Su Meng right back to me, I’d go vegetarian for three years.”

Who would have thought the heavens were so eager to make her eat her words… The very next moment, she saw her.

“Sister Su Meng!”

Alas, humans cannot hear butterflies speak.

Gongsun Muhan and Xuanyuan Lianyue stared thoughtfully at the wilted little butterfly before them.

Was this the vine demon? What exactly was it trying to do?

“Where is the person you abducted earlier?” Gongsun Muhan asked coldly.

Huahua chirped and chattered endlessly, something about placing her in a secret chamber, only for her to go missing afterward, and how she had no idea where she was…

After finishing her explanation, she realized neither of the two before her had paid her any attention. It dawned on her that while humans could generally understand demon speech, that only applied when the demon had cultivation and spiritual power.

In her current state, devoid of spiritual energy, she was nothing more than an ordinary butterfly.

“My vine tips, oh my!”

Just as Xuanyuan Lianyue produced a gilded cage, a transformation device used to interrogate demons by draining their life force, a must-have item for cultivators on their journeys, Huahua panicked.

If she were trapped inside, she would be forcibly reverted to her original form.

She had no desire to shorten her lifespan!

No way! She had painstakingly recovered a sliver of spiritual power, intending to use it to teleport back to her cave abode. Now, that plan was ruined.

Her only hope was to get Sister Su Meng to stop this!

Using her spiritual power as a medium, she transmitted her voice to Gongsun Muhan.

“Sister Su Meng, don’t let that wicked woman lock me in the cage!”

“It’s me, Huahua!”

“Wahhh…”

“Why don’t you recognize me?”

“Sister Su Meng, you must be here for the girl I abducted too, right? If I had known she was yours, I wouldn’t have taken her…”

“But, Sister Su Meng, I really didn’t keep her for myself! After I brought her here, before I could even confirm if she truly had the Chaos Body, she vanished… Huahua is so heartbroken… Waaah!”

Gongsun Muhan raised a hand to stop Xuanyuan Lianyue’s actions, ignoring Huahua’s incessant sobbing. She pinched the butterfly between her slender fingers, examining it closely before transmitting her reply.

“Where did she disappear? How did it happen?”

“It was in the secret chamber where you used to meditate! I left her there, then fought a few rounds with this wicked woman beside you at the bottom of the pond. When I returned, she was gone. I thought this wicked woman had already rescued her and brought her back, so I followed you here. And then I saw you, Sister Su Meng!”

“It was Huahua who saved you, not that wicked woman’s lousy pills!”

Gongsun Muhan paid no attention to Huahua’s proud, boastful tone. So, her earlier intuition had been correct, there really had been a surge of spiritual energy entering her body.

But why would a demon save her?

If it had mistaken her for that “Sister Su Meng,” however, it all made sense.

“Very well, I can believe you.”

“But only if you take me to that secret chamber to see for myself.”

Gongsun Muhan could sense that this demon was deeply attached to her “Sister Su Meng.” Since she had already mistaken her identity, she decided to make use of it for now, rescuing Feng Jie was the most urgent matter.

As for who this “Sister Su Meng” really was or what the “Chaos Body” meant, none of that mattered at the moment.

Huahua’s reply this time was slower than before. Centuries ago, her sister had told her to cultivate diligently here, but her spiritual power had barely improved, and her cultivation was only a little over a thousand years. Now, after just one healing session, she had already exhausted her spiritual energy. If word got out, she would surely be ridiculed by her peers.

Feeling a little embarrassed, she spoke hesitantly, her voice growing softer and softer, “Sister Su Meng, this… this is a bit difficult for Huahua right now. I’ve run out of spiritual power, and what I just stored was used for voice transmission.”

“But, if you give me three days, I’ll definitely be able to take you to that secret chamber right away.”

After finishing, Huahua lowered her head in silence and quietly touched the two antennae on her head.

“How is it? Has she revealed the little fairy’s whereabouts?”

Xuanyuan Lianyue, standing nearby, couldn’t help but ask.

“She said she needs three days. She has no spiritual power right now.”

“But our time is limited. Moreover, one day here equals three months outside. We can’t afford to wait.”

Not only was Feng Jie, who had been captured, in danger and unable to wait, but Xuanyuan Lianyue was even more worried that their Wanyin Sect couldn’t afford to delay. After all, their main mission was to train and obtain the divine artifact, the Bixin Sword.

“Besides, fellow cultivator, why not have her tell us the exact location or let her guide us there? We could go ourselves, it would probably be faster.”

Gongsun Muhan remained silent, but her gaze toward Huahua was full of agreement.

Huahua quietly tightened her wings. She couldn’t help but feel that Sister Su Meng was ten times colder than before, it must be because that person wasn’t here…

“I… I can’t do it. This secret chamber was designed by you, Sister Su Meng. No one else can enter except you. I was only able to because my spiritual power carries your mark…”

But… why hadn’t she thought it through before? That meant the girl must still be in the secret chamber! Perhaps she had used an invisibility spell to deceive her…

Hearing this, Gongsun Muhan frowned. “Is there no other way?”

“Well, there’s one more method, using the Bixin Sword to break in. It can open the secret chamber-”

But Bibi herself was locked inside the chamber’s coffin.

“Alright.”

Before Huahua could finish her sentence, Gongsun Muhan had already agreed. Huahua wanted to add more but realized she had run out of spiritual energy again…

This time, it really wasn’t her fault! She would have to wait until her spiritual power recovered before apologizing to Sister Su Meng.

Gongsun Muhan placed the butterfly on her shoulder. “You come with us.”

Noticing Xuanyuan Lianyue’s puzzled look, she explained, “That place probably has restrictions. We won’t be able to enter unless we use the Bixin Sword to break through.”

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Lianyue’s pupils slightly widened in surprise, it actually involved the Bixin Sword. “In that case, fellow cultivator, why not join us in our training? It’ll be easier to look out for one another. All the immortal sects are here for the Bixin Sword. If we work together, our chances of obtaining it will be higher. If my Wanyin Sect succeeds, we will definitely help you rescue that fairy.”

Gongsun Muhan couldn’t help but regard her with greater respect. This Xuanyuan Lianyue was indeed a straightforward and generous person. “Thank you.”

After speaking, the two hurried after the Wanyin Sect members who had gone ahead. Before they could get close, they saw from a distance that the group was confronting another party, seemingly arguing over a snow deer.

“This snow deer was killed by us, so it should be ours!”

“But we were the ones who discovered it and wounded it first! You just took advantage and ambushed us! Besides, if you hadn’t interfered, I would have already taken it down. It should be ours!”

“Whoever gets their hands on it first, wins!”

Xiaoyou tugged the drum rope at her waist to the side, while the person opposite flicked the red dreadlocks hanging by their cheek back with a toss of their head. The two of them each held onto the snow deer’s antlers, arguing fiercely.

“It’s ours!”

“No, it’s ours!”

…

It was Ye Hu.

From the Bixia Sect.

Leading them was Lu Yishu, the senior disciple of the Bixia Sect, with Qing Fengwan, the second senior sister, beside him… It was no exaggeration to say that almost all the younger generation of inner and outer sect disciples had gathered here.

Suddenly, while Jiang Xiaoyou was distracted, Ye Hu released his right hand from the deer antler, forming a hand seal to gather spiritual energy. He was preparing to ambush her.

Seeing this, Xuanyuan Lianyue immediately shot a burst of spiritual energy toward him. Forced to dodge, Ye Hu leaped aside and let go of the antler.

“You!”

“Where did this bitch come from… How dare you ruin my-”

“Senior Sister.”

“Senior Sister, you’re back.”

…

Unable to stand it any longer, Qing Fengwan tugged at Lu Yishu’s sleeve and shook her head, saying, “Senior Brother.”

She was reminding him of their mission on this trip. The elders and the sect leader had emphasized that rescuing the junior sister was their top priority.

Lu Yishu gave a slight nod, suppressing the dark glint in his eyes, and frowned as he looked over. “Ye Hu, come back.”

Seeing this, Ye Hu had no choice but to swallow his anger, letting out a disdainful “Hmph!” as he narrowed his eyes.

At the same time, the Bixia Sect members noticed Gongsun Muhan standing behind Xuanyuan Lianyue.

Ye Hu immediately jumped forward, pointing at Gongsun Muhan and cursing loudly.

“You wretched bastard, you’re still alive? You killed our martial uncle, defied our master’s orders, and harmed our junior sister, how dare you show your face here? Truly, the lower the scum, the bolder they get! Hand over our junior sister now! Otherwise, I’ll execute you on behalf of the sect!”

“Heh!”

Gongsun Muhan let out a light laugh. In the past, she had endured the insults and bullying from these scum in the sect out of respect for her master, the sect leader. But now, she held not a shred of affection left for the Bixia Sect. Those who wronged and humiliated her would face her retaliation, she feared not even death.

“What are you, to execute me on behalf of the sect? Are you trying to override the sect leader and take charge?”

“Oh, I wonder if you’ve asked the sect leader about it. He’s so ‘benevolent and righteous’, maybe he’d actually agree.”

Hearing this, the expressions of the Bixia Sect members darkened, especially Lu Yishu’s. He had always despised Gongsun Muhan. After all, many whispered behind his back that if Gongsun Muhan’s sea of consciousness hadn’t been destroyed and her dantian shattered, he would never have become the senior disciple… His hawk-like eyes narrowed slightly, locking tightly onto Gongsun Muhan.

“You! How dare you insult the sect leader!” Enraged, Ye Hu drew the sword at his waist and charged straight at Gongsun Muhan.

Gongsun Muhan had no spiritual power, and talisman arts were ill-suited for close combat. If she wanted to evade, she would have to borrow spiritual energy, a forbidden art best left unused.

Thinking this, Xuanyuan Lianyue quickly pulled Gongsun Muhan aside and repelled Ye Hu with a single move.

Little did she know that by pulling her away, she had actually saved Ye Hu’s life. Gongsun Muhan had already prepared a Spirit Burst Talisman. All she needed to do was slightly evade his sword, use the momentary delay as the sword pierced her body, and redirect the force to drive the talisman into Ye Hu’s body.

Once the Spirit Burst Talisman entered his body, he would undoubtedly die.

Ye Hu used his sword to brace himself against the ground, sliding several meters before coming to a stop.

Just as he was about to speak, Lu Yishu stepped forward and spoke first.

“What is the meaning of this, Wanyin Sect?”

“Gongsun Muhan is a member of our Bixia Sect. Previously, she was sentenced to exile but escaped from prison. This matter should be considered an internal affair of the Bixia Sect, dealing with a remnant traitor.”

“Is Fairy Xuanyuan trying to oppose the entire Bixia Sect? Or is it that the Wanyin Sect holds a grudge against the Bixia Sect?”

Upon hearing this, Xuanyuan Lianyue chuckled softly and replied gently, “Of course not. It’s just that this fellow cultivator once saved the lives of my Wanyin Sect disciples. A debt of gratitude must be repaid. If we were to stand by and watch our benefactor lose her life before our very eyes, word would spread that the Wanyin Sect is ungrateful and shameless. Who would dare associate with us then? I’m sure even the Bixia Sect would hesitate.”

“Therefore, I hope Senior Brother Lu will understand.”

Lu Yishu forced a stiff smile. “Fairy Xuanyuan has thought this through thoroughly. In that case, the Bixia Sect will grant the Wanyin Sect this favor.”

“Senior Brother!” Ye Hu wanted to say more but was silenced by a sharp glare from Lu Yishu.

Of course, Lu Yishu was also unwilling to let it go. “However, I hope Fairy Xuanyuan can also understand our position. No one wants to stand idly by while a remnant traitor remains unpunished, especially when our sect elder’s body is not yet cold.”

With things put so bluntly, Xuanyuan Lianyue had no choice but to reply against her will, “Of course.”

“Then we shall trouble you to accompany us.”

Lu Yishu smiled insincerely as he feigned gratitude. He refused to believe that there would be no opportunity along the way. After all, Xuanyuan Lianyue couldn’t possibly guard Gongsun Muhan every moment.

Beside him, Ye Hu gripped his sword even tighter. How could someone he had always bullied and humiliated receive the protection of the Wanyin Sect? Why should she be spared?

“Senior Brother, I have an idea that can resolve this without damaging the harmony between our sects, preserving the Wanyin Sect’s reputation, while still dealing with the Bixia Sect’s remnant traitor.”

“Oh? Let’s hear it.” Lu Yishu’s interest was piqued, and Xuanyuan Lianyue also turned to listen.

Qing Fengwan sighed softly. Given Ye Hu’s arrogant and domineering nature, she had already guessed what he was going to say.