Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 12

When Lan Shan-jun returned to her room after rubbing her sore wrists from copying the Qing Xin Jue (Heart Cleansing Incantation) for an hour, she discovered a lump in her bed—someone was curled up inside.

Lan Shan-jun: “?”

She wasn’t the protagonist; such a bed-crawling scene shouldn’t happen to her.

She extended a finger to poke the small lump. Lan Shan-jun heard a low murmur, like a small beast, a voice that sounded very familiar: it was Cang Wu.

Lan Shan-jun lifted a corner of the quilt and saw Cang Wu clutching her tightly, forehead pressed against her knee.

So insecure.

She couldn’t help it; whenever she saw a beautiful girl who was fragile and needed care, Lan Shan-jun couldn’t help but soften her heart and feel the need to care for her. Moreover, given Cang Wu’s role/position, she felt even more obliged to show concern.

The gentle Senior Sister mode activated. Lan Shan-jun sat by the bed and gently patted Cang Wu’s back, humming an unknown little tune softly.

Cang Wu’s body slowly relaxed. Her hands wrapped around Lan Shan-jun’s arm, and a look of dependent peace spread across her face.

“Mother.”

Book Spirit: “Hahaha.”

Lan Shan-jun: “……”

She likes being a confidante sister; she is not a gentle stepmother.

The Book Spirit managed to suppress a laugh: “Oh my! The child is at the age of missing her mother!”

Her hand was being held, so Lan Shan-jun had no choice but to lie down on the edge of the bed. Before she knew it, Cang Wu had completely clung to her. The girl didn’t look large, but her arms and legs had quite some strength.

The child’s sleeping posture was not good, and she also liked to talk in her sleep.

Lan Shan-jun was tormented all night and only managed to drift into a deep sleep near dawn.

Cang Wu also slept in late.

As a result, the Eastern Lord (Dong Jun) of Lotus Pavilion did not see his two disciples until the sun was high in the sky.

“Sigh—”

A lonely silhouette, punctuated by an occasional light sigh.

When Lan Shan-jun arrived with Cang Wu, this was the scene they saw. A certain term inexplicably popped into her mind: “Empty Nest Elder.”

Although the Eastern Lord (Dong Jun) was several hundred years old, his appearance was beautiful, making him truly unsuited to the term “elder.”

Lan Shan-jun silently changed the term in her mind to “Empty Nest Master.”

She pulled Cang Wu to perform a respectful bow to their elder. Lan Shan-jun saw the Eastern Lord raise his hand, and immediately, the surrounding spiritual energy surged like waves from the East Sea, directly tossing Lan Shan-jun and Cang Wu out.

The two were thrown out of the Ta Yun Residence and hung in the sky to sunbathe all day, visible to the entire Yang Valley.

When the Valley Master came over for a casual visit, she specially looked up and smiled, “Why are there three suns in the sky today?”

“Soaking up the sun is good, helps one grow.”

Lan Shan-jun offered a polite smile.

Cang Wu growing taller made some sense, but how could she still grow?

“Senior Sister, it’s my fault,” Cang Wu said apologetically.

If she hadn’t caused Senior Sister to lose sleep last night, they wouldn’t be late today.

Seeing Cang Wu’s eyebrows droop, Lan Shan-jun’s big sister persona immediately surfaced. She smiled gently, “It’s not your fault.”

Thinking about it, with Senior Sister Xie absent now, perhaps by taking the opportunity to offer more care and affection, she could directly make herself Cang Wu’s “White Moonlight” (eternal, unforgettable love).

Since Cang Wu kept calling out “Mother” last night, Lan Shan-jun asked, “Does Junior Sister miss Mother very much?”

Cang Wu’s eyes dimmed, and she moved her lips slightly: “I never met her.”

Lan Shan-jun: “……”

The air fell silent for a moment. Lan Shan-jun spoke dryly, “I never met my mother either.”

The moment she opened her eyes, she was in the sea.

Cang Wu looked at Lan Shan-jun, wanting to say something but hesitating.

Book Spirit: “You’ve made the conversation dead.”

Lan Shan-jun ignored the Book Spirit, trying hard to move closer to Cang Wu, looking at her sincerely: “You have a Senior Sister now, and Senior Sister will always stay with you.”

This statement couldn’t possibly be wrong.

The youth’s eyes were clear, becoming even more transparent in the sunlight, with a faint trace of green visible.

Lan Shan-jun assumed it was the light reflecting from the sun in her eyes; it was quite pretty.

A smile flowed through Cang Wu’s eyes, and she truly took Lan Shan-jun’s words to heart.

Infected by that smile, Lan Shan-jun couldn’t help but curve her eyes as well, which was just then noticed by the Valley Master below.

The Valley Master also smiled: “Quite happy.”

The Eastern Lord looked up for a glance, then let out a noncommittal “Hmm.”

And so, the two were left hanging until evening.

As it neared You Shi (around 5-7 PM), Lan Shan-jun started to feel hungry. She weakly called towards the direction of Lotus Pavilion: “Master, I need to copy the Qing Xin Jue now.”

The pulling force on her collar disappeared; it was the Eastern Lord giving her permission to come down.

Lan Shan-jun’s expression instantly brightened, and she stepped on the wind, leaving elegantly.

Cang Wu, still hanging in the sky, watched Lan Shan-jun’s retreating figure and pursed her lips.

Didn’t you say you would always stay with me?

Only after Lan Shan-jun ate her fill and copied the Qing Xin Jue for the required amount of time did the Eastern Lord faintly instruct her to go retrieve her Junior Sister from the sky.

Lan Shan-jun froze for a moment. After reacting, she quickly ran a few steps forward and looked up at the sky.

The moonlight was bright, its sharp crescent hooking onto a small figure.

So pitiful.

Lan Shan-jun flew up on the wind, took out a spiritual fruit she had saved for a late-night snack from her robe, and held it to Cang Wu’s mouth.

“You must be hungry.”

Cang Wu was already happy to see Lan Shan-jun return. Seeing that her Senior Sister even brought her fruit, the feeling of cherishing her Senior Sister grew even stronger in her heart.

“Thank you, Senior Sister.”

Lan Shan-jun brought her down and watched her eat happily and contentedly, momentarily losing her words.

Forget it, losing the midnight snack is fine.

The next morning, Lan Shan-jun rushed to Lotus Pavilion and found that Cang Wu was also there, having brought her breakfast—some melons and fruits.

After munching on the fruit, the Senior Sister and Junior Sister sat together quietly, waiting for the Eastern Lord to arrive.

For some unknown reason, the Eastern Lord suddenly became interested today. Instead of having Lan Shan-jun and Cang Wu spar, she commanded this pair of sisters to fight her.

The result was predictable: they entered gloriously and came out covered in dust.

The Eastern Lord stood with her hands behind her back, looking elegant and graceful, casting a look of utter disdain at her two disciples.

Lan Shan-jun read two words in her eyes: Truly, weak.

In this regard, Lan Shan-jun felt no great upheaval in her heart. If she couldn’t win, she couldn’t win; even another hundred years wouldn’t change that.

Meanwhile, Cang Wu on the side was already mentally replaying every move and counter-move from her exchange with the Eastern Lord a hundred times over.

“I have something to attend to today. You two cultivate on your own. Lan Shan, remember to visit the Valley Master.”

The Eastern Lord instructed them and then left.

Without the Master watching, Lan Shan-jun’s body immediately relaxed.

She reached out to pat the dust off her robes, rotated the spiritual energy around her body, and instantly changed into a cyan-colored outfit.

The blue and white colors made Cang Wu’s eyes light up momentarily.

The similar color scheme made Cang Wu feel that the distance between her and her Senior Sister had shrunk again, completely failing to notice that she was still wearing the white and gold uniform of the Yang Valley.

Lan Shan-jun was actually someone who couldn’t stay still; she loved gathering among beauties to listen to their joyous laughter. In the Yang Valley, she spent her days teasing this Junior Sister and flirting with that Senior Sister. Now that the Eastern Lord was gone, how could she miss such a good opportunity?

“Junior Sister, cultivate well. I am going down to find the Valley Master.”

Before leaving, Lan Shan-jun didn’t forget to pinch Cang Wu’s cheek and rub her head.

Cang Wu did not resist, thinking in her heart whether her Senior Sister could take her along. But before she could open her mouth, Lan Shan-jun had already vanished.

Lan Shan-jun hummed a little tune and skipped merrily to the Valley Master’s small courtyard.

“Valley Master, open the door! It’s Lan Shan.”

“No manners, just like your Master.”

Xie You of course knew she was coming today. The small wooden plank bed where the merman demon had previously lain was cleared out. Lan Shan-jun’s expression stiffened, and she tried to turn and run.

Xie You grabbed her, not allowing any protest, and pinned her onto the small bed, smiling benevolently: “Be a good child and be obedient.”

Lan Shan-jun tremblingly looked at Xie You and shouted inside, “Xie Xiao Er!”

Xie Xiao Er? There was no such person in the Yang Valley!

Lan Shan-jun craned her neck to look and saw the merman demon with the severed tail.

This merman demon—or rather, Xie Xiao Er—now had fully formed legs. Perhaps he was still unaccustomed to walking on two legs, as his steps looked particularly difficult.

Xie Xiao Er was holding the set of silver needles Xie You commonly used. She walked over, handed the silver needles to Xie You, and looked at Lan Shan-jun with an expression of novelty and excitement.

Usually, she was the one being stuck with needles; today, she could watch someone else get stuck!

“Valley Master, are you confident?” Lan Shan-jun’s heart trembled.

Xie You glanced at her: “No.”

Lan Shan-jun: “……”

Xie You: “But don’t worry, I won’t kill you.”

Lan Shan-jun: “……”

Xie You spread open the silver needles in her hand, took out nine, and precisely stabbed them into Lan Shan-jun’s nine major acupoints. The needles danced like flowers between Xie You’s fingers, and in the blink of an eye, Lan Shan-jun was pierced from head to toe.

Watching Xie You administering the needles, Lan Shan-jun had a strange feeling that she was practicing swordplay; every needle carried the aura of a sword strike.

She seemed to recall Senior Sister Xie mentioning before that the Valley Master used to be a Sword Cultivator, a famous one across the Four Seas, who later abandoned the sword to study medicine.

“Focus.”

There was no usual playfulness on Xie You’s face. Lan Shan-jun blinked and concentrated.

“Circulate your energy along these acupoints; do not be impatient.”

Lan Shan-jun closed her eyes, and spiritual energy slowly leaked out from her Dantian, moving from the Qi Sea to the Tanzhong point, and then entering the Baihui point. Lan Shan-jun could still recognize these acupoints. However, for the acupoints from the Baihui point down to her arms and legs, she couldn’t recognize a single one. But the person administering the needles was Xie You, so any doubt that arose was instantly dispelled.

After circulating the energy through one full cycle, Lan Shan-jun slowly opened her eyes.

Xie You looked at her with anticipation: “How is it?”

Lan Shan-jun took a moment to feel, blinked her beautiful eyes, and said: “I don’t feel anything.”

“Not even a little bit?” Xie You didn’t believe it and asked again.

Lan Shan-jun added: “It feels less significant than my usual meditation and energy circulation.”

Meditation and energy circulation at least helped clear the meridians. The entire process just now felt like suddenly turning from a grand road into a dead end.

Xie You collected the needles and sighed.

“I thought that after being bitten by that snake demon, and she infused you with demon blood, causing symptoms of demonization and estrus. I had long heard that demons have an extra hidden meridian compared to normal people. I spent so many days testing on Xie Xiao Er just to finally figure out the path of the hidden meridian. I was trying to see if you had also grown one, but it seems you haven’t.”

Xie You’s expression appeared somewhat disappointed.

Lan Shan-jun sat up and pressed for an answer: “If I don’t have the hidden meridian, then I’m not demonized. Then why am I experiencing these estrus symptoms?”

Xie You pondered: “I think it still has to do with that extra thing on your body.”

Lan Shan-jun frowned.

Did she have anything extra on her body?

“Neither Xie nor I could figure out exactly what that snake demon did to you,” Xie You suddenly threw out a statement: “Lan Shan, have you checked your Sea of Consciousness?”

Lan Shan-jun’s mind went blank.

The Sea of Consciousness is critically important for a cultivator; a slight mistake can lead to the destruction of the soul and spirit. Even crossing realms is difficult to enter without the owner’s permission.

Even so, Lan Shan-jun kept her lips tightly pressed together.

Sea of Consciousness—she truly had never checked it.