Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 25

The translation maintains the original narrative flow, using appropriate context-driven pronouns and names:

Returning to the Ice Lake, Ye Sheng was indeed guarding the door motionless, even maintaining the exact posture Lan Shan Jun and the others had when they left.

Lan Shan Jun walked to the door and gave Ye Sheng a slight nod: “Thank you.”

Ye Sheng nodded and returned to Zhao Chen’s room.

Opening the door, she saw that the person on the bed was not lying down properly; the blanket was loosely draped over them, and the area around the nose and eyes was red.

“Senior Sister.”

The voice was sleepy and laced with grievance. Lan Shan Jun’s heart softened. She walked over and placed her palm against the girl’s face to soothe her, but her touch met with icy coldness.

Senior Sister’s hand was warm. Cang Wu couldn’t help but snuggle closer, burying her face in it.

Lan Shan Jun recalled Zhao Chen’s words: Cang Wu would be very afraid of the cold recently.

She reached out, pulled the blanket, and completely enveloped Cang Wu, leaving only her head exposed. Lan Shan Jun looked at the pinkish scars on her face that were nearly healed, gently stroking them with her fingertips, and softly asked: “Does it still hurt?”

Cang Wu shook her head: “It doesn’t hurt.”

Seeing that she seemed to have more to say, Lan Shan Jun raised her eyelashes, signaling with her gaze for her to continue.

Cang Wu sniffled: “Senior Sister, can we go back? It’s so cold here.”

“Yes.”

Since their courtyard wasn’t far, Lan Shan Jun informed Zhao Chen. Zhao Chen even gifted them a large cloak.

With Cang Wu well-wrapped, Lan Shan Jun led her toward their own courtyard.

Because Cang Wu was injured, Lan Shan Jun continuously infused her with her own spiritual energy to keep her body warm.

Cang Wu looked down at their tightly clasped hands, feeling immensely satisfied in her heart.

“Senior Sister, who was it that wanted to kill me?” While savoring the warmth, Cang Wu did not forget to ask about important matters.

Lan Shan Jun told the truth: “Ling Guang and Song Qing Cheng caught a Withered Bone Demon (Ku Gu Yao), but Zhao Chen and I feel they caught the wrong one. That Withered Bone Demon’s realm was only Life and Death Realm (Sheng Si Jing), whereas the person who hurt you was in the Soul Illumination Realm (Ming Hun Jing).”

Cang Wu pondered whether she should tell Senior Sister that the person had come for Ming Yu, but if Senior Sister pressed further…

【I hate all things with scales!】

【All? What about dragons?】

【I hate them all!】

Never mind.

“Junior Sister, do you know why she attacked and injured you?” Lan Shan Jun asked again.

Cang Wu looked at Lan Shan Jun and gently shook her head. A circle of fine, soft fuzz framed her fair, delicate face, making her look entirely soft, like some kind of fluffy little animal.

Lan Shan Jun, besides having no resistance to beautiful girls, was also deeply fond of soft, cute, fluffy animals.

The matter concerning the masked person vanished completely from her mind. With her free hand, she gently rubbed Cang Wu’s head, stroked her cheek, and scratched under her chin—like petting a cat.

“Junior Sister is so cute. If only you had a tail—”

Cang Wu’s eyes lit up; she did have a tail!

“It must be fluffy.”

Cang Wu: “…”

Upon returning to the small courtyard, Lan Shan Jun escorted Cang Wu to the door, instructing her to rest well. However, her hand was held tightly, seemingly unwilling to let her leave.

Although Cang Wu’s appearance was slightly more mature than before, she was still like a child sometimes. Having grown accustomed to this face, Lan Shan Jun no longer found it awkward; she was still her little Junior Sister.

“Senior Sister, can you stay with me for a while?” Cang Wu blinked her eyes and made her request to her Senior Sister.

Cang Wu had figured out what kind of appearance her Senior Sister preferred.

This harmless and docile look—Senior Sister would not refuse.

“Okay,” Lan Shan Jun agreed.

“Senior Sister, it’s a bit cold by the door. Can we sit on the bed?”

“Okay.”

“Senior Sister, it’s still cold.”

“Then lie down and cover yourself with the blanket.”

“Senior Sister, your hand is very warm.”

“Here, take it.”

“Senior Sister, let’s sleep together.”

“Okay.”

It wasn’t until Lan Shan Jun lay down on the bed that she realized she had gradually become lost within the repeated calls of ‘Senior Sister.’

She turned her head to look at the innocent-faced Cang Wu.

The hands clasped under the covers moved slightly; fingers slipped between the bone-like cool fingers, the grip changing to a full ten-finger lock. The other party’s fingertips intentionally or unintentionally caressed the back of her hand.

Lan Shan Jun stiffened for a moment. If the person lying next to her wasn’t Cang Wu, she would truly think this was deliberate provocation.

“Don’t move around,” Lan Shan Jun said softly, turning her wrist to press Cang Wu’s troublesome hand underneath.

Cang Wu murmured an ‘Oh’ and settled down, her body shifting closer to Senior Sister.

The blanket carried the scent of the Three-Heart Clear Lotus. Cang Wu hid half her face beneath the covers, inhaling deeply. Her eyes, narrowed in the dim light, held a small green dragon churning inside, about to twist into a pretzel.

In the same bed, the Junior Sister was overjoyed, while the Senior Sister was tracing the plot in her mind.

Lan Shan Jun was thinking: According to the original text, the masked person who stole the Vermillion Bird Saber (Zhu Que Dao) was allied with the Sea Demons; one side stole the Saber, while the other attacked Huan Huan (Cang Wu) to distract attention. However, the Withered Bone Demon exposed itself prematurely to impersonate the person who injured Cang Wu. The greatest possibility is that the masked person who stole the Saber and the masked person who injured Cang Wu are the same individual.

If that were the case, it couldn’t be Senior Sister Xie.

But the sword mark from Jian Shenghua…

Lan Shan Jun’s temples throbbed faintly. She once again used her divine sense to enter her Sea of Consciousness and flip open that book.

The plot was moving forward, but everything happening now should not be happening.

Most of the original book narrated from Ming Yu’s perspective, but it never explained her specific origins or background. It only mentioned in the volume ‘Young Wanderings at Qing Yun Academy’ that she was a transient disciple of Jia Lan Mountain. The content focused more on the entanglements and emotional development between the two female protagonists, with little description of the larger background. Moreover, when the perspective switched to Xie Qing Shuang, it did not specify what Ming Yu was doing during that time.

It wasn’t just Ming Yu; many things that should have been written were omitted, like the Sea Demons—a race that seriously threatened the Four Seas and Eight Realms at this moment—were also rarely mentioned.

Lan Shan Jun slammed the book shut and took a deep breath.

If she kept relying on this unfinished, poorly written novel, she shouldn’t be named Lan Shan!

It was a complete mess!

Exiting the Sea of Consciousness, Lan Shan Jun felt like something was wrapped around her. She was startled, thinking that snake demon had found her because she planned to remove the egg. However, when she moved her hand, she realized it was Cang Wu’s arms and legs draped over her.

A cool breath brushed past her ear, causing Lan Shan Jun to involuntarily shrink her neck.

She reached out and pinched Cang Wu’s wrist, intending to move her arm away from her waist, but as soon as she moved, the hands and feet on her body tightened even more.

Cang Wu burrowed her head into Lan Shan Jun’s neck, murmuring softly as if in a dream: “Senior Sister.”

Lan Shan Jun sighed helplessly and allowed herself to be held. The last time she was called ‘Mother,’ this time it was ‘Senior Sister.’

It seemed her role as Senior Sister was going quite well.

She gently closed her eyes, putting the bothersome matters behind her, and gradually drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, Lan Shan Jun heard some noisy discussions.

She groggily opened her eyes and sat up. The clothes on her shoulder had somehow slipped loose and slid down; a hand reached over from beside her to pull them back up.

Lan Shan Jun looked over, first momentarily captivated by the face that perfectly matched her preferences, before belatedly remembering this was her Junior Sister Cang Wu. She casually stroked Cang Wu’s slightly messy hair from sleeping all night.

“What is happening outside?”

Cang Wu replied: “The news about the Sea Demon spread last night; everyone in the guest courtyard is discussing it.”

“Discussing what?”

Cang Wu had woken up as soon as the noise started in the guest courtyard, so she summarized what the people were saying for her Senior Sister: “The barrier of Bu Ye Cheng was broken, Sea Demons can enter and exit freely, and also the Dong Huang Bell (Eastern Emperor Bell).”

Lan Shan Jun nodded, throwing off the covers, preparing to get out of bed. With so much discussion, the Vermillion Bird Hall would surely have to step out and give an explanation.

Indeed, just as she thought, the Vermillion Bird Hall guaranteed they would clear out all hidden Sea Demons in Bu Ye Cheng within one day.

Ling Guang sent Lan Shan Jun a message saying she couldn’t take them sightseeing in Bu Ye Cheng today, likely because she would be busy with this Sea Demon cleanup. She also informed Lan Shan Jun that the victor of the Life and Death Realm competition that day had been decided: it was Cang Wu and Ming Yu.

Ling Guang’s voice came from the jade tablet, excitedly congratulating Cang Wu, and saying that once she was done with her tasks, she would prepare a big gift to send over.

The Young Master of the Vermillion Bird Hall was indeed generous.

“Junior Sister, congratulations,” Lan Shan Jun leaned on her hand, watching Cang Wu, “What do you want? Senior Sister will reward you.”

Cang Wu, who had just finished dressing, subconsciously thought of two words upon hearing her Senior Sister’s words: Mating Ritual (Jiao Wei).

Seeing her blush and lower her head, Lan Shan Jun walked over and encouraged her: “Don’t be shy; say boldly whatever you are thinking.”

Cang Wu: “…”

Cang Wu licked her lips and asked tentatively: “Can I have anything?”

Lan Shan Jun paused, then smiled: “Senior Sister will do her best.”

She thought, it couldn’t possibly be asking for the stars or the moon.

Cang Wu thought for a moment, swallowed what she truly desired, and only said: “I want Senior Sister to always stay with Cang Wu.”

A direct hit. Lan Shan Jun’s heart melted into a puddle of water.

Although what the Junior Sister asked for was only a promise, as Senior Sister, she couldn’t really give nothing at all.

“Let’s go, Senior Sister will take you out for food, drink, and fun.”

Before leaving the valley, Dong Jun had given them plenty of spirit stones; it was enough for their expenses.

With just the two of them, Cang Wu visibly relaxed, at least no longer remaining silent for every single sentence.

Walking into Bu Ye Cheng, Lan Shan Jun discovered that the news about the Sea Demons had spread beyond the guest courtyard; almost everyone in the city knew about it, and many shops had closed.

Lan Shan Jun listened to the discussions of nearby cultivators while looking at the exquisite, small magical artifact in front of her.

The Vermillion Bird Hall indeed had some capability. Besides the Withered Bone Demon from last night, the Vermillion Bird Hall, along with Fuyu Island, had captured quite a few Sea Demons—mostly Withered Bone Demons, which were difficult to find hidden among cultivators, followed by the Hundred-Eyed Scorpion (Bai Mu Xie), which was hiding at the bottom of the river in the city.

So many Sea Demons appearing in Bu Ye Cheng at once led many to speculate that their true goal was actually the Vermillion Bird Grand Ceremony (Zhu Que Sheng Yan) and the Dong Huang Bell.

The Dong Huang Bell—this item was truly not mentioned in the original text.

Suddenly, a voice distinct from the others was heard—

“I heard that not long ago, Bu Xian Xian was also attacked by Sea Demons, specifically the Hundred-Eyed Scorpion. Everyone knows Bu Xian Xian gathers Sound Cultivators, and the Hundred-Eyed Scorpion, which hears nothing, is perfectly suited to deal with Sound Cultivators.”

“Bu Xian Xian belongs to Ting Xue Lou (Snow Listening Tower), and Ting Xue Lou is the number one Immortal Sect under His Highness the Azure Dragon (Qing Long). Hiss—Both the Azure Dragon Hall and the Vermillion Bird Hall have encountered Sea Demons. The Four Halls have always been at odds; there really isn’t some hidden scheme here, is there?”

At odds?

Lan Shan Jun frowned slightly. At odds? Except for the Azure Dragon Hall, which hadn’t appeared yet, the Young Masters of the other three Halls seemed to have a decent relationship.

“Guest, what do you think?” the shop owner asked.

Lan Shan Jun snapped back to attention, looking at the exquisite, small fox artifact in her hand, her eyebrows curving into a smile: “Very good, I’ll take this one.”

This wasn’t a very practical artifact; it was affixed with Fuyu Island’s Illusion Array. If the spiritual energy was sufficient, it could conjure a room full of small foxes to play around.

Lan Shan Jun thought of Cang Wu with half her face buried in the cloak last night the moment she saw it—fluffy.

The small wooden fox was smaller than her palm, perfect for hanging at her waist.

Lan Shan Jun beckoned to Cang Wu: “Come here, Senior Sister will hang it on you.”

Cang Wu’s hand by her side clenched and released repeatedly. Finally, she smiled:

“Coming.”