Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 113

Shen Hui gripped her two curved blades, her spiritual energy surging violently. The overbearing and tyrannical blade edges allowed her to confront the two within the blood mist without losing any ground.

Lin Shen was anxiously circling outside the blood mist. She could have completely escaped by walking away directly right now, but Lord Lan Shan and Cang Wu had been entangled by Shen Hui because of her. She could not abandon them, no matter what.

“Little Deer Immortal!”

Lin Shen watched Lord Lan Shan emerge from the blood mist in surprise. Just as she was about to ask, her peripheral vision caught Cang Wu following closely behind.

Lord Lan Shan grabbed Lin Shen’s arm. The fragmented blades in the blood mist merged into a single chained blade in the blink of an eye. Bu Jin accurately located Cang Wu, wrapping around her waist and pulling her out.

“Go.”

Lord Lan Shan activated the Chaos Diagram. The three of them vanished instantly, and Shen Hui, who had dispersed the blood mist and searched, only saw the final momentary phantom image.

At the same moment, three people suddenly appeared on the Underground Volcano, a hundred miles away from the Vine Forest.

Lord Lan Shan held Cang Wu with one hand and Lin Shen with the other, her face somewhat pale.

“Senior Sister,” Cang Wu anxiously looked at her.

Lord Lan Shan shook her head, indicating that she was fine, just slightly depleted of spiritual energy. However, in the Realm of Guixu, the one thing they did not lack was spiritual energy, and she would recover after a short rest.

“This… this is the Underground Volcano?” Lin Shen said, looking at the surrounding crimson rocks.

“This is the Underground Volcano? That really is a coincidence,” Lord Lan Shan said, then asked Lin Shen, “Who was that person just now? Why was she trying to capture you?”

Lin Shen’s brows immediately furrowed. “She was someone who came here last time, and she couldn’t leave at the final moment. I… I had some conflict with her before. Who would have thought she’d been guarding the Vine Forest just waiting for me to come out.”

“Last time?” Lord Lan Shan was a little surprised. “Can people stay in the Realm of Guixu indefinitely?”

If that were true, wouldn’t everyone be able to ascend to immortality? After all, the spiritual energy here was thousands of times greater than anywhere in the Four Seas, not to mention the various divine artifacts and spiritual medicines in the secret realm.

“Naturally not. Cultivators here can practice but cannot undergo tribulation. If they are permanently unable to undergo tribulation…” Lin Shen glanced at the two.

Lord Lan Shan and Cang Wu both understood. If one could not undergo tribulation, the body would be unable to withstand the excessive spiritual energy, leading to the severing of meridians and eventually bursting the body.

Lin Shen advised, “You absolutely must proceed according to your capabilities and not be greedy. It is easy to enter the Realm of Guixu, but difficult to leave.”

“What do you mean?” Cang Wu asked doubtfully.

“The Realm of Guixu has virtually no boundaries, and it does indeed open a connection to the outside world every now and then, but the timing and location of the opening are not fixed. If you are lucky, it might appear right before you, within reach. If you are unlucky, it might be in a monster’s lair, thousands of miles away,” Lin Shen’s words sounded as if she had said them many times, tinged with helplessness.

“But I hope you are lucky people,” Lin Shen smiled at them.

Lord Lan Shan curved her eyes. “Thank you.”

“Alright, I need to go.” Lin Shen hesitated for a moment, then reached out to Lord Lan Shan. “Take this.”

In the palm of the Little Deer Immortal lay a small deer similar to her true form, entirely snow-white and radiating pure spiritual energy.

Lord Lan Shan accepted the Little Spirit Deer, looking at Lin Shen with some surprise. “This is…?”

Lin Shen did not explain further, transformed, and disappeared before their eyes.

Cang Wu leaned closer, poking the Little Spirit Deer with a neutral expression. The Little Spirit Deer remained motionless, resting like a statue.

“It’s probably just left as a souvenir.”

Lord Lan Shan was about to put the Little Spirit Deer away, when the “souvenir” suddenly moved. It stood up vividly and gracefully, then lifted its head and made eye contact with Lord Lan Shan.

Lord Lan Shan, who had just called it a souvenir, felt a little guilty under its gaze.

In another moment, the Little Spirit Deer climbed up her arm and settled back down on her shoulder, having found itself a comfortable spot.

Lord Lan Shan shook her head and paid it no mind, her gaze beginning to observe the Underground Volcano. The mountain was covered with cliffs and rocks, with not a single spiritual plant in sight, appearing utterly desolate.

“Will anyone really come to this place?” Lord Lan Shan was very doubtful.

As if in response to her question, the instant her voice fell, the rocks in the distance suddenly exploded, and human figures could be vaguely seen moving among the scattered debris.

Lord Lan Shan’s attention was drawn away, and she completely failed to notice a small cloud dragon secretly climbing onto her shoulder.

The small cloud dragon stood arrogantly in front of the Little Spirit Deer, baring its teeth and hissing at her.

The Little Spirit Deer glanced at it and continued to rest with its eyes closed, completely ignoring the provocation.

A pale green spiritual force silently flowed into the small cloud dragon’s body. The small cloud dragon’s eyes flashed, and it immediately coiled around the Little Spirit Deer’s neck, its foreclaws mercilessly pressing down on the Little Spirit Deer’s antlers.

The Little Spirit Deer struggled in vain, letting out a sound for Lord Lan Shan’s help, but its mouth was covered by the claw the moment it spoke.

Lord Lan Shan still heard it. She turned her head, could not help but smile, and then directed her gaze to Cang Wu, who seemed oblivious to everything on the side.

Cang Wu pretended for a moment but finally gave up under her Senior Sister’s scrutiny, forcefully changing the topic. “Senior Sister, they’ve stopped over there. Let’s go take a look.”

Lord Lan Shan did not expose her, merely pointing her finger at the bullying small cloud dragon and saying warmly, “No, you may not.”

The small cloud dragon rubbed its head against the woman’s fingertip and obediently released the Little Spirit Deer.

“Let’s go.”

Lord Lan Shan took Cang Wu’s hand, intentionally squeezing her knuckle joints.

Cang Wu responded silently. Their two hands instinctively opened and finally interlocked tightly.

The small cloud dragon and the Little Spirit Deer stayed together on Lord Lan Shan’s shoulder. Compared to the Little Spirit Deer’s restraint, the small cloud dragon was utterly mischievous; playing with her ear was not enough—it even tried to burrow down into the seam of her robe.

Whenever Lord Lan Shan sensed the small cloud dragon’s movements, she would squeeze Cang Wu’s hand tightly as a warning.

Finally, the small cloud dragon coiled around Lord Lan Shan’s neck, and the Little Spirit Deer was squeezed to the very edge.

The two of them walked around a massive rock and finally saw the full view of the Underground Volcano. A large deep pit was in the center of the volcano, and several cultivators were fighting within the pit, seemingly scrambling for something.

Lord Lan Shan fixed her gaze on the pit. Before she could clearly see, the Little Spirit Deer on her shoulder suddenly became alert, flying to Lord Lan Shan’s front and beginning to whimper, signaling with its head toward the deep pit as it whimpered.

Lord Lan Shan could not understand what it was saying and looked at Cang Wu with confusion.

Cang Wu blinked. “I don’t understand either.”

Lord Lan Shan sighed inwardly. Fine, Azure Dragons and deer are not the same species.

The Little Spirit Deer tilted its head, seeing that neither of them moved.

“Senior Sister, look at that person,” Cang Wu suddenly pointed with her hand.

Lord Lan Shan followed her gaze, her eyes widening slightly. “Zhao Chen?”

The figure and face did indeed resemble Zhao Chen, and a similarly long object was strapped to her back, but that person’s eyes… could they see?

Not only could she see, but her eyesight was also excellent. While others were scrambling, she was aiming for the magical artifacts and Qiankun bags on these people.

Lord Lan Shan twitched the corner of her mouth. “She is not Zhao Chen.”

Zhao Chen would never do such sneaky, underhanded business.

“Then she must have met Zhao Chen.”

Otherwise, she would not be using Zhao Chen’s appearance to do this.

The two waited a while longer and finally followed the person only after she had taken enough loot and left.

Judging by her practiced movements, she must do this often, knowing exactly which people to target and which to avoid, and also knowing how to restrain herself—striking during the chaos and leaving as soon as the surroundings began to calm down.

The two followed for a while but found that this person’s speed was incredibly fast, vanishing almost in the blink of an eye.

It was a pity that the person she met today had a Wind Spirit Root.

Lord Lan Shan brought Cang Wu along, chasing with the wind, and directly cut off the person in front.

The moment she saw them, undisguised surprise appeared in the woman’s eyes. This was likely the first time this had happened.

“Can I help you two?” the woman asked without changing her expression, secretly assessing the two people’s cultivation realms.

“Asking us that question while wearing this face—isn’t that inappropriate?” Lord Lan Shan had a smile on her face, but the chained blade spun on her fingertip, poised for action.

Hearing her words, Bai Chuan instantly understood: these two people knew the owner of this face.

She smiled. “I thought…”

Bai Chuan stopped speaking halfway, her eyes fixed on the chained blade in Lord Lan Shan’s hand.

That’s a good item.

Lord Lan Shan did not miss her gaze. The chained blade spun once on her fingertip. She tilted her head and asked, “You want this?”

Bai Chuan averted her gaze, inwardly calculating her chances of winning against the two opposite her.

“I really don’t like your gaze,” Cang Wu spoke coldly. The next instant, she was already in front of Bai Chuan, her palm wind grazing past Bai Chuan’s cheek.

Almost.

Bai Chuan’s phantom image vanished. She had bypassed Cang Wu and found Lord Lan Shan.

“You are indeed very fast,” Lord Lan Shan looked at the constantly flashing phantom image before her and said slowly, “But you have one fatal flaw.”

As her words fell, a gale suddenly whipped up around Lord Lan Shan. Amidst the sweeping gale, Bai Chuan was moving against the wind no matter where she was. Her movements were no longer untraceable, and she was instantly exposed.

Cang Wu saw this and darted over. The omnipresent wind blades now docilely grazed past the edge of her robe, then fiercely aimed at Bai Chuan the next moment.

The wind stopped.

Bai Chuan was surrounded by thousands of wind blades, and Cang Wu stood before her, revealing her dragon claws.

“You two… we have no grievances, so why bother?” Bai Chuan gave a forced smile.

That woman’s Wind Spirit Root is my natural counter. Preserving my life is the priority right now.

“How about this? I’ll give you all the treasures I just took. Will you let me go?”

Lord Lan Shan found her fawning expression too unbearable to look at. “Please don’t talk with that face.”

Bai Chuan immediately nodded. “Yes, yes, yes, I’ll change it.”

With that, she swiped her hand across her face. Her features instantly blurred, changing into the appearance of another person right before their eyes.

“Is this better?”

Lord Lan Shan looked at her new face, still feeling awkward. This was probably not her true appearance, and she did not know whose face she was using, but as long as it was not Zhao Chen’s, it was acceptable.

“Where did you see that person just now?”

Bai Chuan breathed a sigh of relief. “Her? She was right here on the Underground Volcano. I truly don’t know her; I just borrowed her face.”

Lord Lan Shan’s face instantly darkened. “What did you say!?”

“You used her face to do this sneaky, underhanded business. If those people find out…”

Bai Chuan whispered, “She’s a cultivator in the Clear Soul Realm; dealing with those people would be easy for her.”

“Shifting the blame onto someone else! How dare you say such a thing!” Anger showed on Lord Lan Shan’s face.

“Where on the Underground Volcano did you see her? Take us there,” Cang Wu grabbed Bai Chuan’s hand without question, ruthlessly injecting her dragon breath into her body.

Bai Chuan’s face immediately twisted in pain, her features scrunching together. The disguise on her face looked especially strange.

“Fine, fine, fine… I’ll take you.”

Cang Wu released her hand, looking at her with a grim gaze. “The dragon breath has already traveled through your entire body. You can run, but I don’t fear you dissolving into a puddle of blood.”

Bai Chuan, who was about to seize the chance to escape, instantly paled, her lips trembling. The change in her body told her that the person before her was not lying.

“Hurry up,” Cang Wu urged.

Bai Chuan led the way in front, her face distorted in pain.

By the time Bai Chuan led the two to the place where she had seen Zhao Chen, the person was gone.

Afraid that the two would suspect her, Bai Chuan gestured with her hands, explaining, “She! She was sitting right there, shouting a few names—something like Lan Shan or Guang. I only borrowed her face.”

Zhao Chen could not see. Having suddenly been transported to the Realm of Guixu, she must have been trying to find them first.

Lord Lan Shan was worried, and her usually gentle eyes turned cold.

If those people realized their things had been stolen, it would be fine if no one remembered Zhao Chen’s face. But if they remembered that face, found Zhao Chen to demand the treasures, and then discovered she was blind and possessed a divine artifact…

Lord Lan Shan dared not think of the consequences. She spoke coldly to Bai Chuan, “Search!”

As she stepped forward, the Little Spirit Deer on her shoulder suddenly tugged at her robe with its mouth, pulling her toward another direction.

Lord Lan Shan reached out to stroke it. “Don’t be naughty.”

The small cloud dragon also tried forcefully to pull the Little Spirit Deer back from the side.

But this time, the Little Spirit Deer was stubbornly persistent, tugging hard at Lord Lan Shan to move the other way.

“This is… Bai Ze!?” Bai Chuan suddenly pointed at the Little Spirit Deer and cried out in alarm.

“The Auspicious Beast, capable of finding rare treasures and spiritual resources.”

Lord Lan Shan had no mind to search for any rare treasures, but Bai Chuan’s words gave her another idea.

She looked at the anxious Little Spirit Deer pulling at her and tentatively asked, “Is there something over there?”

The Little Spirit Deer stopped and nodded twice at Lord Lan Shan.

Lord Lan Shan asked again, “The divine artifact, Fuxi Zither?”

The Little Spirit Deer nodded twice again, very quickly this time.

“Go, Zhao Chen is over there.”

Lord Lan Shan and Cang Wu exchanged a glance and headed in the direction the Little Spirit Deer indicated.

Bai Chuan froze in place, her eyes wide.

Before she could react, a chained blade flew rapidly toward her, bundling her up and dragging her along.