Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 122

When Lord Lan Shan arrived on the opposite side of the Heavenly Pool, she truly saw that the Mountain God’s residence was not a simple bamboo hut and courtyard. The courtyard featured flowering vines and a waterwheel. Several foxes with sleek, lustrous fur were brazenly relaxing and snoring contentedly. Upon seeing their mistress bring back two strangers, they merely twitched their ears, opened one eye for a look, then rolled over and continued sleeping.

Although Lord Lan Shan liked these furry little creatures, having been scratched by the Puppet Fox and falling into reincarnation, she retained a certain degree of psychological shadow.

“The two of you, please sit,” Wu Luo said, gesturing towards the woven bamboo chairs nearby.

“I know what you are looking for. I can give you the Drunken Immortal Flower, but before that, please stay for the duration of one stick of incense.”

Wu Luo sat opposite them. A snow-white nine-tailed fox bounded into her arms in a couple of leaps, nestled itself into a comfortable position, and stared at Cang Wu with round eyes.

Cang Wu lowered her gaze and met the fox’s stare, her vertical pupils displaying a fierce expression, releasing a subtle pressure from the Four Direction Bloodline.

The fox’s fur instantly bristled. It whined and whimpered, burrowing deeper into Wu Luo’s embrace, wishing it could curl into a complete ball.

The Four Direction Bloodline possessed a natural suppressive force against demonic beasts. Cang Wu raised an eyebrow, a slight curve forming on her lips.

Wu Luo stroked the fox’s fur, then raised her eyes to look at Cang Wu with a half-smile.

The next instant, an irresistible surge of spiritual power rushed forward. Cang Wu’s face changed color, and she was forced into revealing her demon form.

Willingly revealing one’s demon form and being forced into it were two completely different situations.

A vein throbbed on Cang Wu’s forehead. She gripped the bamboo table tightly, her eyes glaring at Wu Luo opposite her with defiance.

Lord Lan Shan held Cang Wu’s hand, and seeing her pained expression, immediately pleaded with the person opposite: “Senior, please show mercy.”

Seeing that the fox in her arms was no longer trembling, Wu Luo withdrew her spiritual power. As if nothing had happened, she offered a cup of floral tea to Lord Lan Shan.

Cang Wu slumped sideways, the damp, broken hair on her forehead clinging to her face with cold sweat.

Lord Lan Shan supported her and drew her into her arms, tenderly wiping the cold sweat from her and asking softly, “Are you alright?”

Wu Luo had merely intended to teach her a lesson as a protective measure; she had no intention of killing her.

Cang Wu shook her head, gripping the woman’s hand in return.

Lord Lan Shan reined in her soft expression and looked up at Wu Luo: “Senior asked us to stay for one stick of incense. What is the reason?”

Wu Luo curved her lips, ignoring the suppressed displeasure in Lord Lan Shan’s eyes, and said softly: “No particular reason. It’s been a long time since anyone visited me here. I wanted to chat with you.”

“Chat about what?” Lord Lan Shan was uncharacteristically impatient; she only wanted to take the flower and leave with Cang Wu.

“So eager to leave?” Wu Luo smiled, her eyes conveying a deep meaning as she looked at Lord Lan Shan. “How about we talk about you?”

Lord Lan Shan’s knuckles twitched, but she replied calmly: “Me? What is there to talk about me?”

“One body, two souls. It is truly rare.”

The last person to point out her identity was the Dean of the Black Tortoise Academy. Lord Lan Shan waited quietly for Wu Luo to continue.

Wu Luo asked: “Do you know why one cannot rely on heavenly thunder to pass tribulations in the Realm of Guixu?”

Lord Lan Shan answered: “I do not.”

Wu Luo revealed an enigmatic smile and whispered: “Because this place is beyond the control of the Heavenly Dao.”

Lord Lan Shan’s brows twitched. Beyond the control of the Heavenly Dao? This place was truly extraordinary.

“Which is to say, you can directly obliterate the divine soul in your Sea of Consciousness here. The Heavenly Dao will not know. When you leave, you will truly become the owner of this body.” Wu Luo held the teacup, raising her eyes through the swirling steam to observe Lord Lan Shan’s expression.

The hand beneath the table was already surrounded by spiritual qi, ready with a fatal blow.

“Is that so?” Lord Lan Shan chuckled, regret evident on the surface. “If I had come to the Realm of Guixu earlier and heard Senior’s words, I wouldn’t have had to agree to reconstruct a physical body for that person. It is a pity. A gentleman’s promise is worth a thousand pieces of gold.”

“Reconstruct a physical body for her? And then what?” Wu Luo asked again.

“Separate ways, no questions asked.”

This was Lord Lan Shan’s original plan. Although Lan Yan had once plotted against her, there was no deep enmity between them. Lan Yan’s actions in her previous life were water under the bridge. She could start anew, just like Cang Wu and Ming Yu.

The spiritual power in Wu Luo’s palm dissipated. She leaned back lazily: “A good ‘separate ways.'”

“If you don’t drink the tea now, it will get cold.”

Lord Lan Shan picked up the teacup and brought it to her lips, but hesitated before drinking.

“What? Afraid I poisoned it?” Wu Luo curled her lips. “I wouldn’t resort to such vulgar tactics if I intended to harm you.”

Lord Lan Shan took a shallow sip, put the teacup down, and then took a small bag of Three-Heart Clear Lotus Tea from her Cosmic Bag, pushing it toward Wu Luo: “This tea was made by my Master. It has the effect of clearing the mind and nourishing the spirit. Please accept it, Senior.”

The tea was indeed high-quality and suitable as a gift.

Wu Luo was not modest. She accepted the tea and casually plucked a flower from outside the courtyard, placing it in front of Lord Lan Shan: “The Drunken Immortal Flower you seek.”

“Thank you—”

Before Lord Lan Shan could finish her thanks, the flower suddenly returned to the opposite person’s hand.

Cang Wu had recovered by this time and said in a deep voice: “Are you playing games with us?”

She clearly understood the difference in cultivation between herself and this woman, but she still couldn’t bring herself to smile and welcome her.

“One object in exchange for another.” Wu Luo pointed to the chained blade on Lord Lan Shan’s index finger. “I’ll give you the Drunken Immortal Flower, and you use this thing to help me save someone.”

“Save someone?” Lord Lan Shan touched the chained blade. “Only it can save them?”

“No, only you can save them,” Wu Luo sighed. “The Chaos Diagram is both a divine artifact and an evil object. If you had harbored the slightest killing intent toward the divine soul in your Sea of Consciousness just now, I would not have spared you. Fortunately, you did not, so this item is a divine artifact in your hands, not an evil object that devours all things.”

Hearing that Wu Luo had intended to kill her just moments ago, Lord Lan Shan’s first reaction was to raise her hand and press down on the agitated Cang Wu, rather than being fearful of her own past answer.

“Is Senior so certain that the Chaos Diagram will not become an evil object in my hands?”

Lord Lan Shan asked this question wanting an answer for herself as well. She truly wouldn’t use the Chaos Diagram to kill, but if one day someone threatened the lives of Cang Wu or those she cared about, she couldn’t guarantee she wouldn’t harbor a killing intent.

“Your eyes are clear, the Mind-Purifying Spell is ingrained in your heart, and you are already closely linked with the Chaos Diagram. This is probably why Xuan Min felt relieved handing it over to you,” Wu Luo said.

Xuan Min. Lord Lan Shan found the name familiar, and only belatedly realized it was the Dean’s name.

“Does Senior know Dean Xuan?”

Wu Luo chuckled: “Dean Xuan? She’s still in that academy teaching students. What a stubborn fool.”

“We are indeed acquainted. That is not important.”

Wu Luo held the Drunken Immortal Flower and waved it in front of the two of them: “Help me save someone, and this flower is yours. In addition to that, this…”

The woman flipped her hand, and a Seed of Life quietly floated in the center of her palm.

Now, two Seeds of Life were essentially delivered to them, both conditional on saving someone.

“Senior Sister…” Cang Wu looked at Lord Lan Shan.

Saving a person was a good deed, and they could also obtain the Drunken Immortal Flower and the Seed of Life they wanted. By all accounts, it was not a loss.

However… if it was someone the Mountain God couldn’t save, it couldn’t be easy to save.

“Senior, although the Chaos Diagram is in my hands, I do not know how to use it, nor do I know how to use it to save someone.”

“So, you are refusing me?” Wu Luo looked at her with a smile that didn’t reach her eyes.

Lord Lan Shan smiled gently: “Senior, why don’t you take me to see the person? That way, I can avoid rashly agreeing now, only to fail to save them.”

“You won’t fail,” Wu Luo’s gentle expression also turned serious. She looked at Lord Lan Shan and said deliberately, word by word, “You will definitely save her.”

The moment she finished speaking, a heavy fog rose over the Heavenly Pool. Just like when they first entered Cloud Hidden Mountain, the mist was dense and cold, causing discomfort all over.

The surrounding temperature also dropped rapidly. Lord Lan Shan sat in the dense fog, unable to see the bamboo hut, the foxes, or the Wu Luo in front of her.

Only the hand tightly grasped in hers gave her peace of mind.

Cang Wu was still there.

But the next moment, just as Lord Lan Shan breathed a sigh of relief, the warmth in her hand suddenly vanished, and even her aura disappeared: “Cang Wu—!”

Lord Lan Shan pinched her palm and quickly calmed down: “Senior, what is the meaning of this?”

“As a sign of sincerity, I have already let that little Azure Dragon take the Drunken Immortal Flower back. When you save the person, I will give you the Seed of Life.” Wu Luo’s voice echoed all around, making it impossible to pinpoint her location.

“Don′t be afraid,I am still here.”

The voice was so similar to Cang Wu’s, yet Lord Lan Shan’s inner tension did not alleviate at all. Compared to Cang Wu, this voice was too stiff.

“Tell me, how do I save the person?” Lord Lan Shan asked.

Now, the only choice was to comply with the Mountain God’s wishes and save the person.

As the Artifact Spirit of the Chaos Diagram, she should know how to save people.

The Spirit King, who only knew how to devour: “…”

Save… a person? Her?

The omniscient Spirit King would never admit that she didn’t know.

“Whereistheperson?”

To save someone, one must first see them, right?

Lord Lan Shan thought this reasonable and asked Wu Luo.

“The Heavenly Pool.”

Lord Lan Shan frowned: “Under the water?”

“The water of the Heavenly Pool is formed by me gathering her divine consciousness together.”

“Senior, why don’t you appear? The fog is too thick; I can’t even see where the Heavenly Pool is,” Lord Lan Shan reasoned logically.

The dense fog before her gradually dispersed, and Lord Lan Shan looked down.

The one who appeared was the nine-tailed fox.

“I will take you,” the fox spoke. After saying this, it stepped into the fog.

Lord Lan Shan was momentarily stunned hearing Wu Luo’s voice coming from the fox’s mouth. After realizing what was happening, she saw the fox stop in place, turn its head, and look back at her, waiting for her to follow.

[That woman just now was also this fox’s illusion.]

Lord Lan Shan lightly clicked her tongue: “You should have told me earlier.”

Following the fox to the edge of the Heavenly Pool, Lord Lan Shan looked at the pool of stagnant water before her. She couldn’t detect any sign of divine consciousness, or perhaps the consciousness was so fragmented that it couldn’t be pieced together, only able to exist in this pool of spiritual qi.

[This person cannot be saved. Not even an immortal could help,] the Spirit King’s tone was flat. [It would be better to let her disperse now than remain trapped here.]

“If I say that, do you think she will kill me?” Lord Lan Shan smiled.

“How did she die?” Lord Lan Shan asked.

Buy time if possible.

The fox instantly bared its teeth, the fur on its back bristling. This anger was not directed at Lord Lan Shan, but at the past event.

“The fierce beast, Golden Ni (Jin Ni)!”

“The Golden Ni beast feeds on the essential spirit and divine souls of people and demons to increase its own cultivation. Wu Luo intended to join forces with the Four Direction Hall Masters from the Four Seas to eliminate this demonic beast but was swallowed. Eventually, the Golden Ni beast was sealed, and I slowly collected Wu Luo’s fragmented divine consciousness, placing it here in the Heavenly Pool.”

“Legend has it that the Chaos Diagram appeared during the primordial chaos of the universe and can reach anywhere in this world. Wu Luo is missing only the last fragment of her divine consciousness. As long as that final piece is found, and her soul is reformed, Wu Luo can return! Lord Lan Shan, this is not difficult.”

Lord Lan Shan: “…”

Where did all these legends come from? Who spread them?