Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 29

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

“Mother—”

“Mother—”

Ming Yu, eight years old, was awakened by the clamor. She rubbed her eyes and opened the door, intending to look for her mother. What greeted her eyes was a sky full of firelight. The narrow valley was crowded with people. Her mother, her relatives, were all kneeling on the ground with their hands and feet bound. Thousands of cultivators hovered above, looking down on their destroyed home.

The gazes of those people were cold and merciless, regarding her as if she were insignificant dust and gravel.

“The Ming Clan privately possessed a supreme treasure, intending to disrupt the Immortal Sects of the Eight Realms. After discussion by the Four Halls, they are to be driven to the East Sea border. They are not permitted to enter without permission.”

This statement, which sealed the life and death of an entire clan, echoed in Ming Yu’s ears. Young as she was, she looked up, her eyes churning with hatred and rage. She stared intently at the woman at the very front, wishing she could boil her tendons and eat her flesh and blood.

The current head of the Liu Family, Liu Ban Xin!

Sensing Ming Yu’s gaze, Liu Ban Xin lovingly stroked the Black-Bellied Red-Gold Snake coiled around her waist.

The snake, as thick as two fingers, instantly shot out, then grew hundreds of times larger, opening its cavernous maw to swallow the Ming Yu on the ground whole.

“Damn it.”

A voice, inconsistent with her age, escaped her lips. A Flame Fire Long Saber suddenly appeared in Ming Yu’s hand. The saber, longer than she was tall, was swung effortlessly, cutting the giant snake that had reached her eyes in half horizontally.

The firelight collapsed, and space shattered.

Ming Yu opened her eyes. With almost no hesitation, she brought the saber down, resting its edge against the neck of the woman beside the table.

The hatred and resentment from the dream had not completely subsided. She applied a little force, and a bloody gash instantly appeared on the woman’s fair neck. Bright red blood flowed along the angle of the cut onto Ming Yu’s hand.

She let out a cold snort, her gaze sinister: “What method did you use to avoid the Heavenly Dao Oath and survive?”

Xie Qing Shuang quietly raised her eyes to look at her, her expression showing fatigue.

After a long pause, she finally sighed and explained: “That was not poison. I don’t know what it truly was. I suspect it is related to the realm, and it wasn’t enough to cost me my life.”

Ming Yu pushed the saber in her hand further in, speaking with hostility: “Then how did you get in?”

“The little girl guarding the entrance?” Xie Qing Shuang didn’t even blink. “I told her I was your Dao Companion.”

Ming Yu: “…”

“My Dao Companion?” Ming Yu scoffed, scanning Xie Qing Shuang’s face with her gaze, then reached out and pinched the woman’s chin, lifting her face. Her fingertip pressed hard, leaving a red mark there.

“You are not qualified.”

Xie Qing Shuang looked at her, pressing further: “What kind of Dao Companion do you want?”

Ming Yu bent down, one hand gripping the life-taking saber, the other intimately and lightly caressing Xie Qing Shuang’s lips.

“To kill and commit arson with me—how about it, Eldest Senior Sister of Yang Gu, can you do it?”

“I heard that the Yang Gu Valley Master, Xie You, was the most upright and clear-minded. In the past, she was close friends with the current head of the Liu Family, Liu Ban Xin, but eventually, their paths diverged, and they parted ways. You are her disciple; you must also be someone kind and righteous who cares for the world.”

“Xie Qing Shuang, cultivate your Great Dao well, and don’t come looking for trouble with me.”

After saying the last sentence, Ming Yu fiercely flung her hand open while simultaneously retracting the saber, tossing a bottle of medicine to Xie Qing Shuang.

“I’m not seeing you off.”

Xie Qing Shuang took the medicine and stood up. The wound on her neck gradually healed under the influence of spiritual energy. Although Ming Yu’s movements looked brutal, she only used precise force and didn’t even deploy spiritual energy.

“Tell me why. Why must you do these things?”

Ming Yu frowned, looking at Xie Qing Shuang with suspicion, wanting to see clearly if she had a problem with her sanity.

“What is our relationship, why should I tell you?”

Xie Qing Shuang clenched her fist and murmured softly: “That’s right. To you now, we have no relationship at all.”

Ming Yu laughed: “Listen carefully, Xie, the me of the future will also have nothing to do with you!”

Xie Qing Shuang pursed her lips and left with the parting words: “The Sea Demons are being searched for in Bu Ye Cheng. Be careful, and don’t let Fu Yao show herself.”

Xie Qing Shuang walked out the door. Fu Yao cautiously entered and then closed the door securely.

Ming Yu asked in a deep voice: “Did you tell her your name?”

Fu Yao shook her head: “I thought you told her; aren’t you… friends?”

Under the intimidating gaze of Ming Yu, Fu Yao changed the word ‘Dao Companion’ at the tip of her tongue to ‘friend.’

Ming Yu scoffed coldly: “When did I ever have friends?”

Fu Yao murmured ‘Oh’ and lowered her head, muttering quietly: “Then why did you send the Withered Bone Demon to substitute for her?”

Fu Yao was a Sea Hawk saved by Ming Yu. She was still young, and her human form looked like she was only in her early teens. Ming Yu had never brought Fu Yao out in front of others—how did Xie Qing Shuang know?

Ming Yu narrowed her eyes; the disciples of Yang Gu were truly more interesting than the last.

They were all accidents in her plan.

Xie Qing Shuang walked out of the guest house and turned into an alley. She could no longer endure it and turned her head to spit out a mouthful of clotted blood.

The surging qi within her body had weakened significantly over the last few days, but even that final wisp was almost unbearable.

If she allowed herself to grow stronger again…

“I heard…”

There was a lot of chatter among the cultivators on the street. Xie Qing Shuang only needed a few sentences to piece it together—Sea Demons had entered the guest courtyard, and someone had been injured.

The guest courtyard was filled with disciples from various Immortal Sects; the Sea Demons wouldn’t be that foolish; they must have targeted a specific person.

Xie Qing Shuang picked up her jade tablet, intending to send a message to Lan Shan Jun, but paused as spiritual energy condensed at her fingertips.

She wiped the blood from her lips, walked out of the alley, and headed in the direction of the guest courtyard.

The Master had instructed that as Senior Sister, she must take good care of her Junior Sisters. Lan Shan was one thing, but Cang Wu…

She really needed to ‘take care’ of her more often.

Arriving at Lan Shan Jun’s guest courtyard, Xie Qing Shuang frowned slightly upon seeing half the courtyard a mess.

Just as she was about to step into the courtyard, the door of the relatively intact room on the other side was opened from within. Cang Wu was supporting Lan Shan Jun as they walked out.

“Senior Sister Xie?” Lan Shan Jun looked at the person outside the courtyard with some surprise.

Cang Wu and Xie Qing Shuang met gazes.

Sensing the faint Dragon’s Breath within the other, Cang Wu curled her lips.

This fleeting smile was caught by Xie Qing Shuang, causing the Night Begonia (Ye Haitang) in her hand to tremble slightly, influenced by her master’s state of mind.

“I heard a Sea Demon entered the guest courtyard, so I came to check out of concern,” Xie Qing Shuang stepped forward, showing the concern a Senior Sister should have. “Are you severely injured?”

Lan Shan Jun shook her head, then noticed the bloodstain on the side of Xie Qing Shuang’s Dharma robe.

“Senior Sister Xie, you have a…”

Xie Qing Shuang turned her head to look, cast a Cleansing Spell, and the bloodstain was instantly wiped clean.

“It’s nothing.”

“Do you know what kind of Sea Demon it was?”

Lan Shan Jun shook her head, then turned to look at Cang Wu, her eyes questioning.

Cang Wu initially didn’t want to say, but when her Senior Sister looked at her, she honestly explained: “A Nightmare Dream (Yan Meng); it can kill people in their sleep.”

As soon as the words fell, Ling Guang arrived.

“Lan Shan!” Ling Guang saw that Lan Shan Jun was still standing and repeatedly patted her chest. “You scared me! You scared me! I rushed over as soon as that Sea Demon was dealt with.”

“Caught!?” Cang Wu was the first to ask.

Ling Guang nodded: “Caught! It’s already dead.”

“Dead?” Cang Wu bit her lip secretly—just like that, it was dead.

Ling Guang explained: “The Nightmare Dream Demon is very special. When we caught it, it was possessing a disciple from Jia Lan Mountain. To avoid harming that disciple, we had no choice but to kill it.”

“A Nightmare Dream Demon cannot be separated from a living person while alive; possessing a living person is a death sentence for itself,” Xie Qing Shuang added. “The Nightmare Dream Demon is very smart. It knew the area was already surrounded by a large net, and death was certain, but it also didn’t want to be captured alive.”

Ling Guang exclaimed ‘Oh,’ confused: “Then why didn’t it possess Lan Shan directly? Why go around in a circle? What was the point?”

“The Nightmare Dream Demon can kill in one’s sleep. Could someone be using this characteristic to achieve something? If there is such a person, Cang Wu circling around wouldn’t that be giving that person a chance to escape?” Cang Wu extended her hand; a wisp of crimson spiritual energy leaped in her palm.

“This is what I found on Senior Sister.”

Ling Guang leaned closer and exclaimed in shock: “It really is a cultivator’s spiritual energy!”

“But Cang Wu, we’ve never heard of the kind of thing you described.”

Xie Qing Shuang echoed: “Never heard of it.”

“Is that so?” Cang Wu let out a soft sneer, retracted the wisp of spiritual energy, and looked up at Xie Qing Shuang with a barely perceptible smile: “Fire Spiritual Root, Blade Cultivator. I will definitely find out who it is.”

No one who harmed Senior Sister would escape.

After seeing Lan Shan Jun, Ling Guang still had follow-up work regarding the Sea Demon. After a few words, she left.

The remaining three sat at the stone table in the courtyard. Xie Qing Shuang fulfilled her duty as Senior Sister, offering some elixirs and admonishments, and didn’t forget to advise Lan Shan Jun regarding cultivation matters.

Lan Shan Jun recalled the Valley Master’s words, urging her to raise her realm quickly; Senior Sister Xie was likely also acting on the Valley Master’s entrustment to urge her.

Xie Qing Shuang didn’t stay long either; she still had to find Ming Yu to ask what was going on.

Before she left, Lan Shan Jun asked her: “Senior Sister Xie, have you managed to contact my Master?”

Xie Qing Shuang replied: “The Valley Master said if Dong Jun went to the Azure Dragon Hall, it’s normal not to hear from him for a year or half a year.”

Lan Shan Jun nodded, preparing to see Xie Qing Shuang off, but Xie Qing Shuang glanced at Cang Wu and declined.

After seeing Xie Qing Shuang off, Lan Shan Jun and Cang Wu returned to the courtyard. Looking at her own dilapidated room, Lan Shan Jun sighed silently.

“I’ll have to rely on Junior Sister for lodging tonight.”

Cang Wu was overjoyed by the request and helped her into the room.

After being tossed around for half the night, Lan Shan Jun was actually not sleepy. She lay flat on the bed, staring blankly with open eyes.

“Senior Sister, Zhao Chen said the wound needs medicine.”

Lan Shan Jun turned her head; Cang Wu was already holding the medicine bottle, her eyes shining like the stars in the sky.

The penetrating wound on her shoulder was too deep; even after taking pills, she shouldn’t be able to move so freely in such a short time. Lan Shan Jun did not suspect anything.

Unfastening her clothes to expose one shoulder, Lan Shan Jun realized Cang Wu was still standing there.

“Cang Wu?”

Cang Wu blinked: “Okay, okay.”

Sitting by the edge of the bed, gently rubbing the ointment onto the wound where new flesh had begun to grow, Cang Wu’s gaze once again flickered toward that tooth mark.

After applying the medicine, Cang Wu couldn’t help but reach out and touch it.

Lan Shan Jun flinched slightly; for a moment, it felt as if something had pricked her.

“Senior Sister, what is this?” Cang Wu asked knowingly, rubbing the spot with her fingertip back and forth.

Lan Shan Jun coughed and brushed away her restless hand. Just as she was about to pull her clothes back up, Cang Wu suddenly lowered her head.

A cold, soft lip pressed against that tooth mark. Lan Shan Jun froze instantly and forgot to push her away.

Thump—

Thump—thump—

“Senior Sister’s heart is beating so fast.”