The Ice-Cold Beauty Senior Sister Keeps Falling for Her Own Theories - Chapter 21

Feng Jie and Gongsun Muhan walked all the way without seeing many people. Everyone was at the mountain gate, fighting demons.

Before they even reached the mountain gate, the damp evening air of the valley, carried by the cool breeze, brought with it a strong scent of blood that drifted into their nostrils from afar.

As they drew closer to the mountain gate of Bixia Sect, the clashing sounds of weapons grew clearer.

Two peaks towered high, facing each other, and at the end of the narrow path stood the mountain gate of Bixia Sect.

Compared to the higher grounds of the sect, the terrain here was relatively flat, providing a fairly spacious area.

Apart from the disciples of Bixia Sect, dressed in either white or green uniforms, there were also many others.

Demonic energy swirled and lingered overhead. Amid the darkness, countless graceful white figures could be seen leaping out repeatedly. Demonic beasts, dragging their heavy and clumsy steps, were disoriented by spiritual attacks coming from all directions, left to rely solely on brute force to charge recklessly… Most demonic soldiers wielded black scythes, attempting to reap lives indiscriminately in the chaotic battlefield, but they seemed unable to cut through the swords of the immortal sect members… The cleverer ones formed demonic arrays, launching wave after wave of demonic energy attacks…

Black and white intertwined, blood filled the air, like two colossal waves rising from the deep sea, crashing and dispersing, only to surge again, trying to devour one another… Little by little, only the white waves could be seen churning.

Feng Jie noticed Second Senior Sister Qing Fengwan entangled in a fight with a demonic beast not far away and wanted to step in to help. Unexpectedly, Gongsun Muhan grabbed her hand.

“I’ll go.”

“You stay here.”

“But-” Feng Jie glanced at Gongsun Muhan with confusion. Wasn’t it you, Senior Sister, who said we should come together to eliminate the demons? Now that we’re here, you want me to stand by and watch?

As if sensing her unspoken question, Gongsun Muhan released her hand and gestured for her to look over there.

Apart from a few senior sisters like Qing Fengwan who were still fighting demonic beasts, most of the immortal sect members had already sheathed their swords, though not fully, and were rushing toward the outermost area of the mountain gate.

There seemed to be an intense battle still raging there, with a continuous stream of immortal sect members joining the fray. Not only was the distance considerable, but the crowd surrounding the demonic cultivators also blocked their view. Feng Jie and Gongsun Muhan couldn’t clearly see who they were fighting, though they guessed it was the leader of this group of demonic cultivators.

“The demonic cultivators may seem to be at a disadvantage, but they are inherently cunning and might launch a desperate counterattack. Your spiritual power is low…” Gongsun Muhan didn’t finish her sentence, but her meaning was clear.

Feng Jie understood the unspoken concern in Gongsun Muhan’s words. However, being told her spiritual power was low… shattered a young girl’s self-esteem. But shattered it was, after all, such was the fate of a cannon fodder character… Senior Sister was right. To preserve her life, it was better to be cautious.

She turned her gaze toward the inner area opposite where Senior Sister Qing Fengwan was. That seemed to be the wounded zone, and she could see several senior sisters distributing pills to injured disciples resting by stone blocks or tree stumps.

“Alright, thank you for your concern, Senior Sister. I understand. I’ll go over there and lend a hand to the senior sisters.”

Gongsun Muhan glanced at the area Feng Jie mentioned. It was the inner area, as far from the demonic beasts and cultivators as the north and south poles, and should be safe.

“Good.”

Suddenly, Feng Jie tugged at her sleeve again. “Senior Sister, you must protect yourself too. The Bixin Sword… you mustn’t let it be exposed…”

Gongsun Muhan lowered her head, gazing at the slender jade-like fingers slightly curled on her sleeve, but remained silent.

Fearing her senior sister might overthink, Feng Jie blushed slightly and hurriedly added, “The Bixin Sword is a divine artifact. I’m afraid others might covet it and harm you.”

“I know.”

A cool touch brushed over her fingertips as the senior sister gently removed Feng Jie’s hand from her sleeve.

A fleeting smile curved Gongsun Muhan’s lips. “Go on.”

“Oh, right!”

Feng Jie snapped back to attention and quickly agreed. She actually wanted to emphasize her point further but worried her senior sister might suspect ulterior motives, after all, who would advise someone not to use their weapon in a fight?

Before leaving, she hesitated, then turned back and added uneasily, “If it’s a matter of life and death, of course you can use it in an emergency. I’m not saying you should never use it, I just want to remind you to be wary of villains.”

Unbeknownst to her, this explanation only made her seem more suspicious.

Gongsun Muhan frowned slightly. Why was her junior sister acting so strangely again? She had been absentminded ever since they left the back mountain…

“Alright.”

Only after hearing this did Feng Jie feel somewhat reassured. She hurried toward the stone pedestal within the mountain gate, while Gongsun Muhan dashed in the opposite direction. Preoccupied with questioning her system, Feng Jie failed to notice that Gongsun Muhan’s gaze remained fixed on her until she safely arrived at her destination. Only then did Gongsun Muhan turn to confront the demon beast.

Feng Jie couldn’t shake the feeling that Gongsun Muhan’s aloof demeanor was maddening, especially that simple “Alright,” which sent chills down her spine and left an ominous feeling lingering in her heart.

“Shabi, you mentioned earlier that failing this mission comes with a punishment. What exactly is it? You never told me!”

Shabi lifted its head from the comic book and lazily replied, “Weren’t you just brimming with confidence? Someone claimed that Gongsun Muhan’s favorability had skyrocketed while her hostility had plummeted, saying it was impossible to provoke her again…”

Feng Jie felt like slapping the marshmallow into chewing gum. Earlier, she had been analyzing the plot, trying to pinpoint the moment Gongsun Muhan’s favorability shifted… and why she refused to live with her. It wasn’t like she suggested sharing a bed, just staying in the same courtyard!

But this Shabi kept interrupting, insisting that Gongsun Muhan’s hostility was still significant, that she remained a dangerous antagonist with lethal potential… and then proceeded to explain the second phase of the plot and the current mission.

It claimed the mission was quite challenging, with causal interventions making the original plot merely a reference, and warned her to be careful…

Feng Jie was indignant. How could Gongsun Muhan possibly kill her after hugging her back? Absolutely impossible!

Taking a deep breath, she decided not to argue, after all, it was just a system.

“Shabi, just tell me. I was too impulsive earlier and spoke recklessly without thinking it through. I’m asking now because I realize my initial perspective was wrong.”

Shabi glanced at her. Truthfully, it didn’t believe Feng Jie was genuinely convinced.

“A rather unique punishment is the restriction of your lodging, you will lose conscious control over your current body for a certain period.”

“?”

“In plain terms, my body will be temporarily taken over? Controlled by you?”

“Mhm, you could put it that way.”

Feng Jie reacted swiftly, “So, since you can control this body, ‘Feng Jie,’ yourselves, why do you need me to save and strategize for Gongsun Muhan?”

Shabi suddenly grew a bit nervous. It quietly set aside the comic book, sat up straight, and said seriously, “This is a regulation from the system headquarters. The specific reasons, you don’t need to know, and I don’t either. Um, I have something to attend to.”

With that, Shabi vanished from Feng Jie’s consciousness in an instant. Feng Jie frowned slightly. Why did she feel like it was hiding something from her? But what reason would it have to keep secrets? Maybe she was overthinking it?

Still! This punishment… was far beyond what she had expected. She almost wished it were just a lightning strike instead, after all, she’d been struck so many times she’d built up a resistance.

While grumbling to herself, she picked up the latest chapter of “Plot Two: The Demon-Slaying Crisis” and began reading carefully.

According to the original storyline, Gongsun Muhan also encountered the Bixia Sect members just as she was leaving the Lixin Cliff. In the original plot, Feng Jie intended to humiliate and kill Gongsun Muhan.

Thus, Gongsun Muhan fought against the entire Bixia Sect and managed to escape using the power of the Bixin Sword.

However, Feng Jie had the Bixia Sect announce to the world that Gongsun Muhan had been expelled from the sect and possessed the Bixin Sword, attracting the greed of countless immortal sect disciples. They sought to join forces to kill her and seize the Bixin Sword.

During one such siege, Gongsun Muhan’s spiritual power was depleted, and she was on the verge of death at the hands of the immortal sects when a demonic cultivator passed by. Under his guidance, she drew upon the power of the demon heart, allowing demonic energy to enter her body, completing her initial demonic transformation and officially beginning the demon realm arc.

Feng Jie gasped sharply. She had only made up an excuse earlier, but she hadn’t expected the immortal sects to be so covetous of divine artifacts… However, since the demon heart wasn’t with Gongsun Muhan, and she wouldn’t incite the Bixia Sect to kill her, presumably Gongsun Muhan wouldn’t reach a critical moment where she’d need to use the Bixin Sword.

Thinking this, she breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that having the demon heart with her had actually been a great help.

“Junior Sister.”

“Junior Sister?”

“Ah!” Feng Jie snapped back to reality upon hearing the voice beside her, realizing she had already arrived.

“Junior Sister, you came! I’m so glad you’re alright! You must be tired. Come rest for a while. Thanks to the help of several other major immortal sects, this is almost over.”

Feng Jie looked at this senior sister, who was somewhat unfamiliar yet had a very kind face, and grinned, saying, “Senior Sister, I came to help.”

Wei Qing first widened her eyes in surprise, then quickly composed herself and smiled, handing Feng Jie a bottle of elixir from her hand.

But inwardly, Wei Qing was in turmoil. Since when had her junior sister become so well-behaved? In the past, the junior sister also liked to stick close to them and smiled often, but her smiles always carried a hint of stiffness and arrogance, with her eyes slightly raised. Now, her smile was like stars hanging at the corners of her mouth, her eyes curved like crescent moons, utterly adorable.

“Then, Junior Sister, come with me.”

“Sure!”

Feng Jie was very sociable and naturally linked arms with her senior sister, sticking close to her.

Wei Qing nearly stumbled as she took a step. Didn’t her junior sister always have a cleanliness obsession and dislike intimate contact with them?

“Junior Sister!”

Feng Jie withdrew her gaze from Gongsun Muhan. The demonic beast had been forced into retreat by her casual wave, so it seemed there would be no surprises. “What’s wrong, Senior Sister?”

Feng Jie tilted her head slightly, like a little hamster peeking out, paired with those confused big eyes. Wei Qing felt her heart melt from the cuteness.

Suddenly feeling nervous, she quickly searched for words to maintain her dignified image as the senior sister. “N-nothing much. I just wanted to ask why you didn’t leave Lixin Cliff with us earlier, and whether you got hurt afterward?”

Feng Jie’s mind raced. Subconsciously, she released her hold on her senior sister’s arm, touched the tip of her nose, and blurted out, “I left behind a super important treasure at the time and just had to find it. I was willful and didn’t leave with you and the others. Thank you for your concern, Senior Sister. I wasn’t hurt, and I won’t do it again.”

Wei Qing glanced at her now-empty arm, feeling an inexplicable sense of loss. It was rare for her junior sister to be this close to anyone, but she didn’t show it. Instead, she curved her lips into a gentle smile. “It’s good that you weren’t hurt. Don’t be so willful next time. But how did you leave? I heard Lixin Cliff was sealed off later to contain the demonic cultivators.”

“I was rescued by the Eldest Senior Sister. I fell asleep and woke up already outside.”

Wei Qing suddenly furrowed her brows deeply. “Eldest Senior Sister? Gongsun Muhan?”

“Yes, yes, it was Senior Sister Gongsun.”

Unable to suppress her confusion, she asked, “But Junior Sister, haven’t you always disliked her? How did you end up together?”