Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 114

“Return what you stole and then sever your own limbs, and we will spare your life.”

“That’s right! Hand it over yourself! Otherwise, don’t force us to act!”

Zhao Chen stood tall and straight, surrounded by the crowd. Hearing the words, she frowned slightly. “I did not take your things. You have the wrong person.”

“Still trying to argue! I saw with my own eyes that you took all our Qiankun bags during the confusion!” A cultivator in the crowd pointed at Zhao Chen with righteous indignation. “A woman of such upright appearance and extraordinary bearing, how could her hands be so dirty!”

“I did not, and I will not admit to something I didn’t do,” Zhao Chen pursed her lips, knowing from the auras that she was currently surrounded by more than a dozen cultivators.

The person who just spoke glanced at the person next to her, leaned over, and whispered, “Should we just go at her?”

“What are you afraid of? We are taking back what is ours; it is our right.”

“That’s true!”

The group exchanged glances, simultaneously brandishing their swords and blades, aiming them at Zhao Chen, who was clad in plain clothing in the center.

“Go.”

At the command, Zhao Chen moved. She raised her hand, removed the long qin from her back, and violently slammed it onto the ground. The resulting spiritual energy shockwave instantly knocked everyone around her away.

A streak of blood-red flashed in her eyes, and Zhao Chen said softly, “Last warning. It was not me. Do not force me to attack.”

These people had indeed lost their belongings, and coupled with the fact that more than one person had seen this face of Zhao Chen’s striking during the chaos, they were determined to get their things back.

“Senior Sister Chen, she’s in the Clear Soul Realm.” Someone began to fear the strength Zhao Chen had just displayed.

Chen Min’s brows were sharp and aggressive, like her sword. “So what? We don’t lack Clear Soul Realm cultivators among us. Do you want to suffer this loss in silence?”

That person rubbed his nose, took a step back, and yielded the front position.

Chen Min scoffed coldly, her eyes looking away in disgust. Finally, she looked back at the woman standing with her qin, her gaze falling on her eyes.

This person’s eyes seem to be blind? But how could a blind person easily take all their Qiankun bags?

She must be pretending.

Guessing inwardly, Chen Min turned her wrist. The tip of her sword thrust out fiercely, and the cold water vapor instantly made the surroundings chilly and sticky, making people feel as if they were submerged in cold water.

Following Chen Min’s sword edge were countless water swords twisted together by flowing water. At this moment, ten thousand swords moved in unison, practically a killing blow.

The tip of the sword was abruptly halted by a terrifying force barely an inch from the woman’s eye. Chen Min’s eyes suddenly constricted. She looked up in shock, meeting a pair of blood-red eyes. Her own reflection was clearly visible in those beautiful, vivid eyes.

She was definitely pretending!

The water swords instantly exploded into mist, and the surrounding temperature plummeted. The water vapor that Chen Min had controlled now condensed into ice.

Zhao Chen tilted her head and smiled at Chen Min.

It was clearly a benevolent smile, yet Chen Min felt her scalp tingling, and all the blood in her body seemed to freeze. She had only one thought: Run, get out of here immediately.

It was not just her; the other dozen people shared the same thought. But when they tried to move, their bodies were no longer under their own control.

Zhao Chen kicked the long qin that was blocking her aside, her palm grasping the sword in front of her. The sharp, high-grade magical sword was brittle in her hand like a thin sheet of ice, shattering with a slight force.

The shattered sword fragments hovered in Zhao Chen’s hand. Without blinking, she shot them all toward Chen Min. Dozens of shattered blades instantly passed through Chen Min’s body, accurately finding the people behind her.

In an instant, blood bloomed on the chests of dozens of people.

“Zhao Chen!”

When Lord Lan Shan and Cang Wu arrived, this was the scene they saw. Zhao Chen had reverted to that malevolent state; she had released the Spiritual Serpent.

Bai Chuan, who followed, widened her eyes.

This is so brutal!

She had decided to borrow this person’s face because she looked harmless. Was she actually a murderous fiend?

Bai Chuan swallowed, her throat dry, and began to wonder how she would die.

“Senior Sister, don’t get too close.” Cang Wu pulled Lord Lan Shan, maintaining a distance from Zhao Chen.

Zhao Chen saw Lord Lan Shan and called out, just like last time, “Lan Shan.”

Lord Lan Shan’s heart pounded. Without Xiao Jiu and Huai Sheng this time, she was not sure she could wake Zhao Chen up.

“Lan Shan, they wronged me. They deserved to die,” Zhao Chen suddenly added.

Lord Lan Shan looked at her in surprise. Zhao Chen, with her awakened Spiritual Serpent bloodline, was actually capable of thought.

Did this mean that a part of Zhao Chen’s consciousness was merging with the Spiritual Serpent bloodline? With this suspicion, Lord Lan Shan tentatively spoke, “Zhao Chen?”

Zhao Chen heard her. She looked at Lord Lan Shan and smiled, the corner of her brow subtly rising as if in response.

Lord Lan Shan withdrew the chained blade that had been restraining Bai Chuan, hooking her finger to draw out the golden threads intertwined on it. The golden threads shrouded the area, covering the sky and the earth, and immediately trapping Zhao Chen within.

Lord Lan Shan pinched one strand of golden silk between her fingers and sharply tugged. The golden threads surrounding Zhao Chen instantly clung to her meridians, as if they had grown onto her body.

Zhao Chen gritted her teeth and struggled, staring intently at Lord Lan Shan, her eyes filled with killing intent.

“Cang Wu, make her behave,” Lord Lan Shan said, glancing over. Then, she closed her eyes and silently recited the Cleansing Heart Mantra.

Cang Wu noticed the long qin thoroughly wrapped up on the side. She reached out and conjured the qin in mid-air, raising it as if to smash it onto Zhao Chen’s head.

Bai Chuan’s face was pale with terror. She had thought these two were the person’s friends, but it turned out they were mortal enemies.

The long qin was blocked by a hand, and then Cang Wu felt an icy chill rush toward her. She was startled, quickly turning to evade the attack, but the ice shard still grazed her cheek, leaving a cut.

The long qin was imbued with Zhao Chen’s spiritual power, and frost continuously climbed upward, freezing half of Cang Wu’s arm in an instant.

A blast of scorching flame repelled the frost. Cang Wu suppressed the metallic taste of blood in her throat, catching sight of a sword in the hand of a fallen cultivator nearby. She extended and closed her palm, and the sword was immediately in her hand.

Strapping the long qin onto her back, Cang Wu thrust the sword toward Zhao Chen.

Wielding a sword against her friend, Cang Wu’s attack was not slow, but she restrained her usual sharp, fierce edge. The seemingly aggressive sword moves would always shift at the last moment, turning into a block.

However, such sparring looked like repeated provocation in Zhao Chen’s eyes. She could not grasp the nimble Cang Wu, which frustrated her greatly. The bloodlust in her eyes intensified; she wanted to kill Cang Wu.

Ignoring the bloody marks the golden threads were carving into her, Zhao Chen violently broke free from Lord Lan Shan’s restraint, meeting Cang Wu’s sword with her palm without hesitation.

Cang Wu’s eyes narrowed. She quickly used the back of her hand as a block, and the sword instantly shattered.

Just as she had done to Chen Min and the others, Zhao Chen violently blasted the shattered pieces out with her palm wind.

“Cang Wu!”

Lord Lan Shan instantly activated the Chaos Diagram.

[She has dragon scales protecting her; she won’t die. You are different. You don’t have to risk your life to protect her!]

She suddenly heard these words in her ear, but she could not care less. Cang Wu could not be hurt.

The moment Lord Lan Shan appeared in front of Cang Wu, the astonishment was not only on Cang Wu’s face but also on Zhao Chen’s, who was mid-strike.

Zhao Chen’s blood-red eyes turned one red and one blue. She wanted to retract her hand, but it was too late.

“Lan Shan!”

Lord Lan Shan tightly hugged Cang Wu, her body trembling slightly; she, too, was afraid.

“Senior Sister, Senior Sister,” Cang Wu hugged the woman back, looking at Zhao Chen while soothing her trembling Senior Sister. “It’s alright now.”

Lord Lan Shan did not feel the agonizing pain. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a blooming golden lotus that enclosed her and Cang Wu together, blocking the palm wind and shattered blades.

“It’s alright. It’s good that you’re alright,” Lord Lan Shan’s voice was a little dry. She reached out and felt Cang Wu’s body here and there, only sighing in relief after confirming that she was truly unharmed.

“Senior Sister, Zhao Chen’s eyes seem to have changed.”

Hearing Cang Wu’s words, Lord Lan Shan turned to look and indeed saw one of Zhao Chen’s eyes changing. She unhesitatingly constrained Zhao Chen again with the golden threads, calling out her name.

Zhao Chen sharply lifted her head. A line of tears slowly fell from her clear blue eye. She looked at Lord Lan Shan, choked with sobs. “I’m sorry…”

“Zhao Chen, don’t let it control you!” Lord Lan Shan whispered sharply. Then, meeting Zhao Chen’s eyes, she said softly, “Repeat after me.”

Zhao Chen nodded. Lord Lan Shan would recite a line of the Cleansing Heart Mantra, and Zhao Chen would follow, but her heart was not as calm as Lord Lan Shan’s. This was due not only to the violent influence of the Spiritual Serpent bloodline but also to her guilt and worry.

This was one of the few times she could see the people around her. She could not help but want to look a few more times to remember their appearances.

Her gaze swept from Lord Lan Shan’s face to Cang Wu’s behind her. Zhao Chen also saw the worry for herself in their eyes.

After reciting the Cleansing Heart Mantra an unknown number of times, Zhao Chen could no longer see. She was gently placed on the ground by a soft force, and the long qin was handed to her.

Beside her was an unfamiliar aura—the girl who came with Lan Shan and Cang Wu.

Bai Chuan watched Zhao Chen, her heart pounding in fear, terrified that she might, in a moment of displeasure, swat her dead with a single palm.

“Take this bottle of medicine to those people on the ground,” Zhao Chen could sense that those people were not dead yet.

Bai Chuan nodded repeatedly, not daring to voice any unwillingness whatsoever.

On the other side, Cang Wu took the woman’s hand and walked aside, finding a secluded spot behind a rock.

“Why… mmm!”

Lord Lan Shan’s words were blocked. She was pushed against the rock by a hand. Cang Wu kissed her urgently and forcefully, one hand cupping the woman’s chin to deepen the kiss.

Lord Lan Shan was perplexed and gave a slight push twice. Finding it futile, she closed her eyes and yielded to Cang Wu’s actions, letting her kiss her.

The kiss was not long, but both were breathing lightly. After Cang Wu released her, she tightly hugged the woman, speaking in a muffled voice. “Senior Sister, I don’t want you to protect me like that.”

Lord Lan Shan knew where this emotion came from. Her sudden action just now had truly frightened her.

Hugging her back, Lord Lan Shan gently stroked the hair on the back of Cang Wu’s head, saying warmly, “It was my haste, Senior Sister’s fault. It’s alright; I know what I’m doing.”

Cang Wu clenched her hands, her eyes feeling dry.

If she knew what she was doing, why was I so terrified?

“Lord Lan Shan,” Cang Wu called out the full name once more, her voice so low that only the two of them could hear it.

Lord Lan Shan was also startled by the call, a nameless tension rising in her heart.

“Yes?”

“Our lives are linked together.”