The Ice-Cold Beauty Senior Sister Keeps Falling for Her Own Theories - Chapter 20

“Senior Sister?!”

Chang Yuru had spotted her figure from afar. Though the person was wearing Feng Jie’s outer garment, Chang Yuru inexplicably felt the silhouette resembled that of her senior sister, and it turned out she was right.

Gongsun Muhan turned her head and, seeing it was Chang Yuru, responded with extreme indifference. “Mm.”

Chang Yuru didn’t mind her senior sister’s cold reply at all. She knew, had always known, that her senior sister was naturally aloof and distant.

So she remained just as enthusiastic, smiling as she jogged over to Gongsun Muhan’s side.

But when her gaze fell upon the person cradled in her senior sister’s arms, her smile instantly froze on her face.

“Senior Sister, you rescued Feng Jie?”

Gongsun Muhan didn’t answer. In her view, it was Feng Jie who had saved her, not the other way around.

Ignoring the somewhat dazed Chang Yuru, she turned to Huahua and resumed her earlier unfinished question. “Do you know if there are other ways out of the Lixin Cliff nearby?”

“Senior Sister, I’ll lead you out.”

As if suddenly snapping back to reality, Chang Yuru stepped in front of Huahua, answering before she could.

“Tch…”

Behind her, Huahua made an exaggerated grimace at her back.

Since Chang Yuru held a fairly high status in the Bixia Sect, leaving with her would likely save some trouble.

Gongsun Muhan glanced at her and turned slightly. “Alright, please lead the way.”

Chang Yuru gave a bitter smile but ultimately said nothing more.

Her senior sister never wished to spare her even an extra word.

Her eyes returned to Feng Jie. She was so envious, why did Feng Jie always so effortlessly capture their senior sister’s attention…?

Noticing Chang Yuru’s blatant, overly direct stare, Gongsun Muhan instinctively tightened her embrace around Feng Jie.

“Then I’ll be going now. You should head back.”

Waaah waaah waaah…

Huahua immediately burst into loud sobs, rushing forward to cling to Gongsun Muhan’s leg. Tears welled in her eyes as she whimpered, “Sister Sumeng… How could you do this? Use me and then just discard me! I usually don’t disturb you, don’t bother you, don’t annoy you with nonsense, wah… I’m your beloved, cherished, and useful Huahua! How could you think of abandoning me… Wuwuwu, no no… Huahua doesn’t want this…”

Watching the little girl on the verge of throwing a tantrum on the ground, Gongsun Muhan felt genuinely at a loss. But seeing her cry reminded her of Feng Jie, she cried easily too…

“Alright, if you’re willing, you-”

“I’m willing, I’m willing, I’m willing!”

Huahua instantly sprang up, standing obediently to the side and wiping her tears dry.

Twiddling her index finger, she asked cautiously, “Sister Sumeng, I don’t like strangers. Can I still turn into a little butterfly and follow you?”

Gongsun Muhan sighed in resignation. “Fine, as you wish.”

“Yay! Sister Sumeng, Huahua loves you~”

With that, she transformed into a small butterfly, fluttering her tiny wings and alighting on Gongsun Muhan’s shoulder.

Chang Yuru felt like a clown. Her senior sister wasn’t just indifferent toward her, it went beyond indifference. She didn’t want any connection with her, didn’t want to spare her any unnecessary emotion…

If not for Feng Jie… If she weren’t here, then she would have been the one to meet their senior sister first, the one to receive her special regard…

The name “Feng Jie” made her gnash her teeth in hatred.

“Senior Sister, you were injured earlier. Let me carry her.”

“No need.”

Gongsun Muhan refused without hesitation. She didn’t want to delay any longer, nor did she wish to continue wasting words with Chang Yuru, so she urged directly.

“Let’s go.”

And so, Gongsun Muhan followed behind Chang Yuru, the two walking in silence until they reached the back hills of Bixia Sect.

“Senior Sister, you should leave. Once you go, don’t come back. There are no good people in Bixia Sect, only selfish and hypocritical individuals.”

As she spoke, she stepped forward, intending to take Feng Jie from Gongsun Muhan’s arms.

She had always assumed Gongsun Muhan was preparing to leave and had planned to let her take the small path from the back hills to make her escape.

Unexpectedly, Gongsun Muhan evaded her gesture, stepping back two paces.

“When did I say I was leaving?”

A sudden panic gripped Chang Yuru. “But you clearly said before that once you saved her, you would leave.”

“That was before. Now, I don’t want to leave.”

“You must have other matters to attend to. Go ahead, I’ll return to the sect on my own.”

Gongsun Muhan had no desire to argue with her. After delivering her words, she prepared to leave.

But Chang Yuru reached out again, blocking her path.

“Do you know that if you return to Bixia Sect, Elder Tan and Lu Yishu won’t let you off?”

“I know. Step aside!”

“If you know, why are you still staying? Are you seeking death? Or is it because of her!”

She glared furiously, pointing at Feng Jie in Gongsun Muhan’s arms.

Ignoring her, Gongsun Muhan turned to go around her.

Chang Yuru couldn’t hold back any longer and grabbed Gongsun Muhan’s shoulder. “Say something!”

Gongsun Muhan shook off her hand forcefully, casting an icy glare filled with impatience and disgust.

The commotion was loud enough to wake the sleeping Feng Jie.

She whimpered softly, shifting her body and feeling that this was different from an ordinary bed. Drowsily, she yawned and opened her eyes, about to stretch when she stopped midway,

“Gongsun Muhan?”

Hearing her name called for the first time by Feng Jie, Gongsun Muhan was somewhat surprised. “Yes, it’s me.”

“Ah!”

She tried to turn over but realized she seemed to be cradled in Gongsun Muhan’s arms. Suddenly, she felt a wave of embarrassment, a grown woman like her, sleeping in Gongsun Muhan’s embrace…

Ah… where could she hide her face?!

Instinctively, she buried her head deeply, only to remember she was still in the other’s arms. Rubbing against someone’s chest like this, wasn’t it no different from acting like a rogue? She didn’t want to live anymore…

Gongsun Muhan watched as Feng Jie stiffly moved away from her. Though Feng Jie kept her head lowered, Gongsun Muhan caught a glimpse of the blush spreading across her cheeks.

Unable to help herself, Gongsun Muhan curved her lips slightly. “Did you sleep well?”

“Ye… yes, very well…”

She heard Gongsun Muhan chuckle softly. “That’s good.”

Feng Jie kept her head down, her eyes darting around nervously, afraid to meet the amusement in Gongsun Muhan’s gaze.

As for the reason, she couldn’t quite explain it, probably because it was the first time she had slept in someone’s arms.

It was then that she noticed another person out of the corner of her eye.

“Hey, Senior Sister Chang, you’re here too.”

“Where did you two meet?”

“Weren’t I previously at the demon, ”

Gongsun Muhan abruptly pulled Feng Jie behind her.

“Junior Sister Chang, thank you for leading us out. I heard the demon realm launched a surprise attack. As the chief outer sect disciple, you must have important matters to attend to. We’ll take our leave now.”

Chang Yuru stood in place for a long while, watching Feng Jie’s retreating figure. Her gaze grew increasingly venomous, as if tempered with poison.

“Hey, Senior Sister, why didn’t you let me speak with Junior Sister Chang?”

“She’s really nice, she even helped me rescue you before.”

Gongsun Muhan really wanted to say outright: Didn’t you see the murderous look in her eyes when you asked her that question just now?

But she carefully rephrased her words instead.

“She’s deep and complicated. You shouldn’t get too close to her.”

“Oh, alright then.”

“Senior Sister, how did I get out? Weren’t we just in the demonic formation earlier? And… wasn’t I hit by the demon heart before?”

“That’s a long story. You need to remember, no matter who asks, you must say you never entered the demonic formation.”

“And about the demon heart, you must never mention it to anyone but me.”

Gongsun Muhan’s warning was gentle, but her expression was grave.

Feng Jie pondered for a moment. Gongsun Muhan was right, with the immortal and demon realms opposing each other, the cultivation world had always taken demon eradication as its duty. If she revealed that she had absorbed a demon heart, she would become a public enemy, hunted by everyone.

However, she’d heard that demon hearts could corrupt people into demons. So did that mean,

“Senior Sister, will I turn into a demon then?”

Gongsun Muhan fell silent for a while. Instead of directly answering whether she would become a demon, she softly replied, “I will protect you.”

Hearing that the protagonist she was trying to win over wanted to protect her, Feng Jie grew excited. She affectionately wrapped her arms around Gongsun Muhan’s slender arm, grinning as she shook it gently. “Great! Then I’ll latch onto Senior Sister’s coattails in advance!”

[Evil Thoughts decreased by 5 points. Current Evil Thoughts: 75 points.]

[Congratulations, Host! Evil Thoughts have completely dropped below the critical threshold!]

Feng Jie hadn’t expected that just one smile from her would reduce Gongsun Muhan’s Evil Thoughts by five points! Five points! What did that mean? She felt like she could enshrine her own smile when she got back…

Hahaha, she was so happy.

She couldn’t resist wrapping her arms around Gongsun Muhan’s waist, nearly lifting her up and spinning her around.

“Senior Sister, I really like you so much ahhh!”

How could a senior sister whose Evil Thoughts dropped so easily be a deeply sinful villain? Feng Jie was now seriously wondering if the system had made a mistake.

[Evil Thoughts decreased by 5 points. Current Evil Thoughts: 70 points.]

Ah, this…

“Senior Sister! You… you! I love you ahhhh!”

This time, she truly felt the power of love. She directly circled Gongsun Muhan’s waist, lifted her up, and spun her around several times.

[Evil Thoughts decreased by 2 points. Current Evil Thoughts: 68 points.]

Finally, Gongsun Muhan couldn’t help but laugh softly. “Alright, put me down, Junior Sister.”

“No, no! I like Senior Sister! I want to keep holding you!”

“Ahhh!! I’m just so happy!”

But happiness comes as quickly as it goes.

Just as Feng Jie set Gongsun Muhan down, a cold, mechanical voice sounded again.

It was the system, Shabi, here to pour cold water on her joy.

“Stop celebrating. Haven’t you noticed what’s appeared here? That huge plot book floating right in front of you, can’t you see it?”

As soon as it finished speaking, Feng Jie heard,

[Welcome to the start of Plotline Two. A new mission will be released shortly. Please check promptly, Host.]

…

As expected, nothing involving a system is ever simple.

Feng Jie’s visible joy deflated instantly. Gongsun Muhan glanced at her, assuming her lackluster response had dampened Feng Jie’s mood, perhaps due to her own dullness.

Thinking this, she mustered her courage, pulled Feng Jie into an embrace, and gently held her. “Thank you, Junior Sister.”

Perhaps because it was her first hug in so many years, Gongsun Muhan’s hands trembled slightly. Afraid Feng Jie might notice, she quickly released her after speaking.

Feng Jie, caught off guard, stumbled back. Puzzled, she looked up and unexpectedly caught sight of Gongsun Muhan’s ears, flushed a deep, almost bleeding red.

Paired with Gongsun Muhan’s typically cool and aloof expression, it was inexplicably adorable.

Suddenly, Feng Jie’s earlier frustration with the system vanished. Seizing the moment while Gongsun Muhan was distracted, she stealthily extended a finger and lightly poked her burning, crimson ear.

“Eldest Senior Sister, you’re blushing! Hahaha…”

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Gongsun Muhan’s face. “You!”

“Stay right there!”

Feng Jie stepped back, carefully observing the changes in Gongsun Muhan’s expression.

“Eldest Senior Sister, I like you!”

“Hmm.”

She could see the corners of Gongsun Muhan’s lips curl up slightly, only to be suppressed almost instantly.

“Eldest Senior Sister, I want to be your junior sister forever!”

“Hmm.”

She watched as Gongsun Muhan’s ears shifted from pale pink to bright crimson, then to a deep red, all while her gaze grew increasingly evasive…

…

For some reason, the path from the back mountain to Bixia Sect felt incredibly short, and they arrived in no time.

“Eldest Senior Sister, why don’t you move in with me? Or I could move in with you.”

For some reason, Feng Jie suddenly didn’t want to part so soon.

She still had so many system missions to complete, living together and seeing each other every day would make it easier to handle the tasks.

“No.”

She hadn’t expected Gongsun Muhan to refuse. She thought they were close enough friends.

“Why?”

Gongsun Muhan remained silent.

The air grew heavy, and both fell into a wordless stillness.

Feng Jie tried to distract herself by reading, but though her fingers turned the pages, none of the words registered in her mind. Weren’t things fine just a moment ago? Why did she have to reject me?

Gongsun Muhan was the first to break the silence.

“Looking at how deserted the path has been, the rumors about the demonic cultivators’ attack must be true. Everyone is probably at the mountain gate dealing with them. Why don’t we go take a look?”

This way, Feng Jie could reinforce her image as a demon-slaying member of the sect and establish an alibi. She hadn’t forgotten the fake demon heart, reformed from the Taotie’s corpse, that she saw when leaving the demonic array.

This way, no matter how much they investigated the demon heart later, no one would suspect her junior sister.

Feng Jie was surprised that Gongsun Muhan had invited her to join the demon-slaying.

Before she could respond, the system chimed in.

[Keyword capture successful. Relevant mission automatically triggered: Amid the demon-slaying crisis, help Gongsun Muhan conceal her identity as the master of the divine sword.]

“Alright.”

It seemed she had no choice but to go.