Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 115

Bai Chuan fed the medicine to the people on the ground. Seeing Lord Lan Shan and Cang Wu return, she quickly went up to them, speaking humbly, “We’ve found the person now, and… no major harm was done. Could you perhaps give me the antidote?”

Cang Wu glanced at her. Bai Chuan quickly added, “I can return all the treasures I took! I promise I will never do this kind of thing again! I swear!”

Cang Wu stopped in front of her, a half-smile playing on her lips. “Do you know what Dragon Breath is? It’s not a poison; there is no antidote.”

With that, her gaze coldly swept past Bai Chuan’s face and went straight toward Zhao Chen.

Bai Chuan was momentarily stunned, then chased after them, her voice rising. “What do you mean? What do you mean there’s no antidote!? What am I supposed to do? I brought you to find the person…”

“Did you bring us to find her?” Cang Wu said coldly. “If you hadn’t been so messy in your actions, Zhao Chen wouldn’t have been pushed to this point by these people.”

Bai Chuan took a deep breath, turned, and knelt directly toward Cang Wu. She bowed her head low, her body trembling, her voice sinking to the dust. “Then what do you want from me to let me go?”

“That is not a question you should ask me,” Cang Wu looked down at her, her peripheral vision catching the dozen people lying on the ground slowly waking up.

“Ask them. And ask Zhao Chen, whom you showered with black water.”

Chen Min was the most severely injured and was helped up by the person beside her. Seeing Zhao Chen not far away, she instinctively reached for her sword, only realizing belatedly that her sword had been destroyed by this person.

The surge of anger brought up another mouthful of blood, which she spat out.

Gentle footsteps stopped in front of her. Chen Min looked up, a flash of astonishment in her eyes.

The woman before her had a mild temperament, with amicable brows and features. In this place where everyone guarded themselves, Chen Min unexpectedly felt a touch of goodwill toward her.

“And you are?”

Lord Lan Shan slightly curved her lips and handed over a few bottles of healing pills. “This is an apology gift from my friend to you.”

Friend?

Chen Min frowned. The bit of goodwill brought by the woman’s appearance instantly vanished. She coldly scoffed, “You took so many things from us and injured us like this. A few pills are supposed to settle it?”

“Immortal Friend, you misunderstand.” Lord Lan Shan’s expression sobered a bit. She tilted her head. “Cang Wu.”

“Go.” Cang Wu shoved Bai Chuan, bringing the person in front of Chen Min.

Chen Min looked at the unfamiliar face of Bai Chuan with confusion.

Cang Wu cleared her throat. Bai Chuan gritted her teeth and raised her head, transforming into Zhao Chen’s appearance in front of dozens of people.

At that moment, Chen Min understood everything: they had mistaken the person.

“You wretch!” All the anger fell upon Bai Chuan. Chen Min directly grabbed Bai Chuan’s collar and dragged her closer.

Their entire group had drawn their blades and swords against a sightless woman, and they had falsely accused her.

“I… I know I was wrong! I’ll give you back all the things!” Bai Chuan unhesitatingly took out the magical artifacts and Qiankun bags she had taken, which piled up on the ground in the blink of an eye.

Chen Min ground her teeth and spoke, “Just saying you’re wrong is enough?”

Bai Chuan shrunk her neck. “Then, what do you want?”

Chen Min sneered, “What do I want? For committing such an act, shouldn’t you sever your limbs and cripple your cultivation?”

Bai Chuan’s eyes instantly widened. She violently flung Chen Min’s hand away. “I’ve given you back everything! Why must you be so ruthless? What is the difference between crippling my limbs and cultivation and waiting to die!?”

Chen Min took a step back, her wound throbbing. The person beside her moved to support her.

“I’ve always heard people say that someone would take treasures during the chaos. That was all you, wasn’t it? When you did this, did you ever consider the person whose identity you borrowed? It’s merciful that we aren’t immediately beheading you after you harmed so many people.”

“In the Realm of Guixu, everyone fends for themselves. I just want a way to survive.” Bai Chuan looked at her defiantly. “Must those who are not good or not strong deserve to die? You speak with such righteousness, yet I don’t believe your hands are clean of blood!”

Chen Min stared at her gravely. “Life and death are fated, but here, if you are not strong, you will not survive.”

Bai Chuan suddenly looked up at her, a dagger appearing in her hand. She lunged forward violently, the blade aimed at the woman’s heart.

Chen Min was a moment too slow. The tip of the dagger had already pierced her, but at the last moment, Bai Chuan held back.

The person beside Chen Min reacted, striking Bai Chuan with a palm. Bai Chuan’s body flew out like a broken-stringed puppet, her spine slamming fiercely against a rock, before falling to the ground.

Small, fragmented rocks tumbled down. Bai Chuan coughed up a mouthful of blood. She looked up at Chen Min, smiling through the blood. “Between you and me, you are the strong one and I am the weak one. But if I had used a bit more force just now, tell me, would the survivor have been the strong one or the weak one?”

Chen Min clutched her wound, unable to understand what Bai Chuan was trying to do.

If she hadn’t been injured, Bai Chuan wouldn’t have been able to hurt her at all, and would have likely forfeited her life.

“Senior Sister Chen, just kill her. Keeping a person like this is a disaster,” the person next to Chen Min had already drawn their sword.

Bai Chuan propped herself up, watching the group of people, including Lord Lan Shan and Cang Wu, with intense hatred.

She spat out the bloody froth in her mouth, and her bloodshot eyes blinked, letting a line of tears fall.

Chen Min saw the tears at the corner of Bai Chuan’s eyes and reached out to stop the person advancing. “Forget it.”

“Everyone check if your belongings are back.”

With that, Chen Min, clutching her wound, slowly walked up to Zhao Chen, cupping her hands in salute. “We mistook you earlier. Chen offers an apology to the Immortal Friend here.”

“I…” Zhao Chen slightly raised her palm. “I injured you, too. You don’t need to do this.”

“We must also thank the Immortal Friend for the life-saving pills.” Chen Min knew clearly that Zhao Chen could have killed their entire group directly. Not only did she hold back, but she also provided them with pills to save their lives.

Zhao Chen nodded in return, also breathing a sigh of relief inwardly.

Along with the relief came a bit of joy. Judging by the strength in Chen Min’s voice, her injury was not fatal, and the others should be the same.

The fact that these people survived under the power of the Spiritual Serpent bloodline—did this mean she was slowly gaining control over this power?

Seeing that the matter was largely settled, Lord Lan Shan and Cang Wu took two steps toward Zhao Chen.

“Zhao Chen, are you feeling better?” Lord Lan Shan asked.

Zhao Chen was a little weak after suppressing the Spiritual Serpent bloodline, which was why she had been resting there for a while.

Zhao Chen nodded, moving her arms and legs in front of them.

“Then let’s go. We still don’t know where Ling Guang and the others are,” Lord Lan Shan said.

Cang Wu naturally listened to her Senior Sister, and Zhao Chen agreed as well.

“You can’t go! You can’t go!”

A dusty figure suddenly lunged forward, trying to hug Cang Wu’s leg.

Cang Wu’s eyes narrowed, and she was about to kick her away. The person seemed to know she was difficult to deal with, rolled over, and came to Lord Lan Shan, tightly clasping her legs.

“You can’t go. The antidote, give me the antidote.” Bai Chuan was still coughing up blood, the bloody droplets splashing onto the woman’s clean robe.

Cang Wu subtly frowned. She stepped forward, intending to kick the person away.

“Get lost! Stay away from my Senior Sister.”

Bai Chuan took the kick forcefully. She suddenly looked up and shouted in anger, “Give me the antidote!”

Lord Lan Shan looked down, slightly stunned by the gushing tears in the other’s eyes.

After yelling, Bai Chuan mumbled to herself in a low voice, “I can’t die. I can’t die yet. The antidote…”

“I said, there is no antidote.” Cang Wu began to grow impatient, forcefully prying open Bai Chuan’s arms with spiritual power.

In the midst of their standoff, Cang Wu’s strength suddenly retracted in an instant.

She looked at Bai Chuan, who was desperately begging for the antidote and refusing to let go, pursed her lips, and moved her lowered fingers. The Dragon Breath that had been tormenting Bai Chuan’s body was drawn out like a strand of silk, returning to Cang Wu’s hand.

Bai Chuan also noticed the change in her body. She turned to look at Cang Wu. Cang Wu looked at her with cold eyes, saying word by word, “Let. Go.”

“Thank… thank you.” Bai Chuan struggled to pull the corner of her lips, thanking them for sparing her life. She crawled two steps away to clear their path, abandoning all her dignity.

Cang Wu snorted softly, walked to her Senior Sister’s side, and used spiritual power to clean the bloodstains from her robe.

“Senior Sister, let’s go.”

As soon as her voice fell, a sharp whistle suddenly came from a distance. Following this, the ground shook violently. The sounds of flying birds and running beasts came from all directions, one after another.

“What is happening?” Zhao Chen asked, puzzled.

“If the three Immortal Friends are not here for the Seed of Life, then head south to take cover. This place is no longer safe,” Chen Min walked over and told them.

The Seed of Life again.

This was the second time she had heard of this item.

Lord Lan Shan asked again, “What is the Seed of Life?”

Chen Min was not surprised that they did not know and did not hide the information. “Cultivators in the Realm of Guixu cannot undergo tribulation to break through, but every so often, a Seed of Life descends within the Realm of Guixu. With the Seed of Life, one can break through the realm directly.”

“This time, the location of the Seed of Life is on the other side of the Vine Forest: Cloud Hidden Mountain.”

“Cloud Hidden Mountain…” Hearing Chen Min’s words, Bai Chuan scrambled up using both hands and feet, running crazily toward the Vine Forest. “How can it be Cloud Hidden Mountain? No…”

Chen Min watched her with some confusion. “Running toward that area, injured like that? She was so desperate to save her life just now, and now she’s seeking death again.”

After muttering, Chen Min gave the three people before her one more piece of advice. “Every time the Seed of Life descends, many cultivators and demonic beasts die. It’s best for the three of you to stay far away.”

Lord Lan Shan smiled and nodded.

Half an hour later, three figures who had just arrived stood at the border of Cloud Hidden Mountain.

“Lan Shan, what is Cloud Hidden Mountain like? Is it beautiful?” Zhao Chen asked.

“It’s alright. Not as beautiful as the view on Cloud Peak.” As soon as she said it, Lord Lan Shan realized that Zhao Chen probably hadn’t seen what Cloud Peak looked like either.

“Then when we get out, let’s call Ling Guang and the others and go see Cloud Peak,” Zhao Chen said with anticipation.

She felt like she was close to controlling the Spiritual Serpent bloodline; she was close to seeing again.

“Okay!” Lord Lan Shan wholeheartedly agreed.

Cloud Hidden Mountain was not the ethereal, spiritually rich immortal mountain they had imagined. Instead, the entire mountain was concealed within a thick, dense fog. A moment of carelessness and one could easily lose their direction.

Before entering Cloud Hidden Mountain, Cang Wu quietly left a trace of Dragon Breath on Zhao Chen. The Dragon Breath wrapped around her long qin. It would not harm her, but it would allow Cang Wu to know the person was nearby.

The three entered Cloud Hidden Mountain, almost shoulder-to-shoulder, with Lord Lan Shan sandwiched in the middle.

“Senior Sister, that person surnamed Chen said everyone wants the Seed of Life. Why is no one around here?” Cang Wu asked in a low voice.

There was no response.

Cang Wu frowned, reaching out to grasp something nearby. She grabbed a warm hand, but it was not her Senior Sister’s.

“Who!?”

“What is it!?”

Two voices sounded simultaneously, both startled.

“Cang Wu?” The person opposite called out her name.

Cang Wu vaguely found the voice somewhat familiar. “Deer Demon?”

“Little! Deer! Immortal! I am the Little Deer Immortal!!!”