The Ice-Cold Beauty Senior Sister Keeps Falling for Her Own Theories - Chapter 31

A faint itch on her eyelids made Feng Jie stir with a soft murmur before she opened her eyes.

A small butterfly fluttered its wings steadily, perched right before her eyes.

Feng Jie rubbed her eyes, thinking she must be seeing things.

Huahua spoke first, “You’re finally awake.”

“Then stay put. I need to go save Sister Su Meng.”

Only then did Feng Jie realize the butterfly could talk. Seeing it about to fly away, she quickly reached out as if to catch it in the air.

“Wait, don’t go.”

“Who are you? Why are you here? Where are the people who were here before? A middle-aged man and a tall, slender, elegant and beautiful woman.”

Huahua fluttered away without any intention of stopping.

If it weren’t for Sister Su Meng forcing her to stay and watch over this person until she woke up safely, she would have long since left with her sister.

Sister Su Meng had broken the divine contract of the Bixin Sword and lost all her cultivation. She had to hurry to her side to protect her!

Seeing the little butterfly ignore her, Feng Jie had no choice but to swallow her words.

The fact that she was still alive meant her senior sister must be alive too. Besides, the system hadn’t alerted her about any changes in malice value, so her senior sister should be fine for now.

Leaning against the wall, she stood up and followed the little butterfly, taking two or three steps at a time, moving much faster than the butterfly.

“Can you open this door? It looks-”

Not easy to open.

Before she could finish, she saw the butterfly flutter down as if it had knocked itself out…

Feng Jie nodded silently, thinking that the door was indeed hard to open, even this talking butterfly spirit couldn’t manage it.

She quickly crouched down, gently picked up the little butterfly, and placed it in her palm, examining it closely.

It was a colorful butterfly with beautiful wings, a pair of long antennae, and many fine, delicate hairs covering its body…

Huahua finally recovered from her dizziness, only to open her eyes to Feng Jie’s large, dark pupils staring intently at her.

She folded her wings tightly over her abdomen, “Stop staring! How dare you look at me? Stop it right now!”

Feng Jie scratched behind her ear apologetically, “Sorry, I didn’t mean to offend. I’ve just never seen a butterfly spirit before, so I was a bit curious…”

“Hmph!”

Oh, my vine tips… How dare she call me a spirit? I’m an immortal born from spiritual herbs!

Huahua turned away angrily, her back to Feng Jie, and fixed her gaze on the dark, sturdy stone door ahead.

Who would have thought this broken door would be so hard that even she couldn’t break through it…

Behind her, Feng Jie still refused to give up. Softening her voice, she carefully cradled the little butterfly and asked, “Are you sure you haven’t seen the two people who were here before? The woman is my senior sister, and I’m really worried about her… Could you please tell me?”

“…”

Using sweet talk might work on Sister Su Meng, but it won’t work on me!

Seeing the little butterfly remain unmoved, Feng Jie was about to try persuading her again when, with a loud rumble, the stone door split down the middle and slid open on its own.

“Junior Sister, are you alright?”

It was Senior Sister Qing Fengwan.

Qing Fengwan looked Feng Jie up and down. Seeing her hair accessories neatly arranged, her clothes clean and unwrinkled, without even a speck of dust, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

“Second Senior Sister!”

Looking down, the butterfly in her palm had already vanished without a trace. Feng Jie’s heart stirred, and she quickly stepped forward, throwing herself into Qing Fengwan’s embrace, wrapping her arms around her second senior sister’s waist. With a pitiful tone, she spoke:

“Second Senior Sister, why did it take you so long to come? Wuwu… It’s so dark here, I was so scared… Um, Second Senior Sister, do you know where First Senior Sister went? She was with me right before I passed out…”

Qing Fengwan glanced at the glowing night pearl on the wall, both amused and exasperated. She gently patted Feng Jie’s back and said softly, “It’s alright now. Second Martial Uncle probably just wanted to scare you two. This confinement chamber only restricts the use of spiritual power, the strong spiritual pressure tends to amplify one’s inner fears.”

“As soon as I heard from the junior sisters that you had been taken away by Second Martial Uncle, I went straight to Martial Uncle the Sect Leader to get the token to rescue you. That’s why I was delayed for a bit.”

“Wuwu… Second Senior Sister, you’re so good to me. Thank you.”

Feng Jie hurriedly added, but her senior sister didn’t say anything more and seemed intent on taking her out. But she had asked about First Senior Sister!

The junior sisters nearby lit a lantern, and the entire secret passage instantly became as bright as day.

“Let’s go. Rest well when we get back.”

After saying this, Qing Fengwan sighed and continued:

“Although you didn’t commit any major offense this time, your scattered focus and unstable temperament have not gone unnoticed. Martial Uncle the Sect Leader has ordered you to remain within the peak and not leave for the next three months.”

Wasn’t this just another form of confinement?

Feng Jie also let out a deep sigh and leaned closer to Qing Fengwan. “Second Senior Sister~” she called out again in a coquettish tone, tugging at Qing Fengwan’s sleeve. “You still haven’t told me where First Senior Sister is… Is she alright too?”

Qing Fengwan pretended not to hear, her gaze fixed straight ahead as she continued to lead Feng Jie, following the other junior sisters in silence.

It wasn’t that she didn’t want to respond to her junior sister, but Feng Jie had been spending too much time with Gongsun Muhan lately, and her confinement in the Discipline Hall was undoubtedly related to that. Moreover, Gongsun Muhan was now entangled in more than just the troubles of Bixia Sect. With the emergence of the Bixin Sword, her connections with various immortal sects, especially the Immortal Alliance, had grown far too complicated.

She didn’t want her junior sister to get dragged into it again.

“Second Senior Sister.”

Feng Jie couldn’t help but stop in her tracks, grabbing Qing Fengwan’s arm. “Why won’t you tell me where First Senior Sister is?”

Qing Fengwan still didn’t turn to look at her, and the air grew tense.

After a few moments, Qing Fengwan sighed inwardly before parting her lips to speak:

“She’s fine. There’s no need for you to worry.”

“Then where is she? Where did she go?”

Hearing her junior sister’s relentless pursuit of Gongsun Muhan’s whereabouts, Qing Fengwan suddenly turned around, her eyes fixed on Feng Jie as she spoke with unwavering clarity, word by word:

“She has already left. She’s no longer at Bixia Sect.”

Feng Jie frowned in disbelief, her eyes darting to the left, perhaps she could ask the other senior sisters ahead.

Seeing this, Qing Fengwan slightly raised her voice. “None of the other junior sisters know about her matters either. Asking them will be useless.”

“Let’s go. We’re almost there.”

Unbeknownst to them, they had nearly reached the teleportation point leading from the Discipline Hall to the inner peak.

Feng Jie stared at the formation spirit stone ahead, thinking that if they truly reached the inner peak, she would have no chance to leave again. Second Senior Sister would surely keep her under strict surveillance.

“Ah!”

Feng Jie suddenly stumbled on flat ground and fell to the floor.

Qing Fengwan hurried over to support her, only to find her junior sister already leaning weakly against the stone wall, rubbing her temples. “Second Senior Sister, I feel so dizzy,” she said feebly.

Qing Fengwan sighed, picked up the plain jade hairpin from the ground, and crouched beside her junior sister.

“Very dizzy?”

“Yes, yes, very dizzy. My vision is full of spinning stars.”

Qing Fengwan wanted to say that it was because she had just fallen, but she held back. Watching her junior sister’s exaggerated acting and the occasional glances she stole, Qing Fengwan shook her head with a smile and handed the jade hairpin to Feng Jie. “This jade hairpin is translucent, solid yet lightweight, and makes no sound when it falls. It must be extraordinary. You should keep it safe.”

“Jade hairpin?”

Feng Jie was puzzled. When did she ever have such a jade hairpin? She took it and examined it carefully, feeling it looked increasingly familiar, though she couldn’t quite recall where she had seen it.

For now, she decided to keep it. The most urgent matter was to go out and find her senior sister.

She took the hairpin, casually tucked it into her hair, and continued in a feeble tone, “Senior Sister, I think I might need to see a physician. I might not be able to return to the inner peak.”

Qing Fengwan found this both amusing and exasperated. Her junior sister seemed to have forgotten that Qing Fengwan herself was a disciple of the Fifth Elder, a physician.

Seeing how her junior sister was going all out to save Gongsun Muhan, Qing Fengwan pondered for a moment before casting a soundproofing spell. “Junior Sister, why are you so fixated on Gongsun Muhan? Do you know she’s in a lot of trouble now? You were once like strangers, even hostile to each other. But now, with all these events, the Memory Pearl, ringing the bell and drum for her, even jumping off a cliff to save her, this isn’t like you.”

Qing Fengwan’s gaze was like a mirror, clearly reflecting Feng Jie’s image.

“I… I…”

Feng Jie knew her second senior sister had seen through her act and was beginning to suspect her.

Seeing her stammering, still acting like the silly junior sister she always was, Qing Fengwan shifted her gaze away.

“Do you know that she’s caught in a storm right now? The Bixin Sword is a danger to her. If you insist on getting involved, you probably won’t end up well either.”

“But I must save her, even if it costs me my life.”

Qing Fengwan turned to look at her. The resolute expression on her face seemed genuine.

“No regrets?”

“No regrets.”

“Alright.”

Feng Jie let out a soft sigh of relief. Her second senior sister usually seemed gentle, but when she asked questions seriously, the pressure was overwhelming. She had almost been too nervous to breathe.

With a hint of anticipation in her eyes, she looked at her senior sister. Finally, she would learn about her senior sister’s whereabouts. She wondered how she was doing now.

“You like her, don’t you?”

“Ah?”

It must be true. Her junior sister had been pampered since childhood. After saving Gongsun Muhan earlier, she had targeted Gongsun Muhan alone within the entire sect. She probably didn’t understand what liking someone meant, but now it seemed she had finally figured it out.

“When I came here, I saw Second Martial Uncle taking her away to the main hall of the Guest Reception Peak to meet the Alliance Leader. She looked pale and unsteady on her feet, likely severely injured.”

Upon hearing this, Feng Jie immediately scrambled to her feet and asked urgently, “Severely injured? How could that be? Did she show any other unusual signs?”

“I don’t know. I didn’t pay much attention.”

“Take the teleportation array. It’s faster. That way… you won’t have regrets.”

“Alright, thank you, Second Senior Sister.”

Feng Jie responded quickly and immediately ran toward the teleportation array stone.

Qing Fengwan gently touched the black jade earring dangling from her ear, masking the momentary confusion in her eyes, and stepped forward to follow.

Compared to Feng Jie’s current use of formations, the little butterfly Huahua, which flew off the moment the door opened, drawn by Gongsun Muhan’s scent, was clearly a step ahead.

Huahua slipped into Gongsun Muhan’s sleeve just before she stepped over the threshold into the reception hall.

“Sister Su Meng, don’t go any further.”

Hearing Huahua’s telepathic message, Gongsun Muhan instinctively asked about Feng Jie.

“How is she? Is she awake?”

Did she ask about me?

Never mind. She likes me so much, she must have asked. It’s just a pity that this affection of hers… in the end, she couldn’t protect it…

“Yes, yes, yes! She’s awake, she’s fine! What are you thinking about her for at a time like this?”

“It’s good that she’s fine.”

“Sister Su Meng, I sense a very powerful presence inside that room, someone on the verge of ascending to immortality. Don’t go in any further. I’ll transform into my true form to distract them, and you run! The blood sacrifice technique will probably have to be used. Go to my cave, there are vine fruits there. If you eat them, you should survive…”