Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 38

Seeing the other party was so impolite, the Vermillion Bird Hall Master also dropped her pleasant facade. She walked straight to the side and sat down, saying coldly: “So what if I tear it down? Shouldn’t you give me an explanation?”

“The Sea Demons assaulted Bu Ye City and attacked the Vermillion Bird Hall during the Vermillion Bird Grand Feast. You couldn’t have been unaware of that, could you?”

Yun Chi’s eyebrows arched slightly, seeming surprised: “Such a thing happened?”

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master narrowed her eyes: “You didn’t know?”

Yun Chi looked up at her: “I haven’t left the Azure Dragon Hall for a hundred years. How would I know about external affairs?”

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master felt a subtle discomfort looking at her scarlet, almost demonic eyes, and the oppressive demon aura filling the hall irritated her even more.

“Those Sea Demons not only bore the Azure Dragon Mark, but their blood also carried Dragon Breath.” The Vermillion Bird Hall Master’s gaze shifted to the two Flood Dragons she had just struck down, who were struggling to stand, and a storm brewed in her eyes.

“Yun Chi, I don’t want to suspect you, but you must explain this matter to me clearly.”

“The Azure Dragon Mark, Dragon Breath.” Yun Chi chuckled lightly. “What does that prove? Based on just these two things, you suspect that the Sea Demons attacking your Vermillion Bird Hall were directed by me?”

“Li Shang, I am not the only dragon in this world.”

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master frowned. What did she mean by that?

The previous generation of the Azure Dragon Hall Master had already perished. Was she referring to Cang Wu? But Cang Wu was under the Eastern Lord’s restrictions, let alone lacking the power to place marks on hundreds of Sea Demons, and her Dragon Breath was only at the infant stage.

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master’s fingers tapped lightly on the armrest. She heard the woman above speak again: “Flood Dragons are merely dragons that have not fully transformed.”

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master looked over, speechless, feeling like she was speaking nonsense.

“A Flood Dragon is a Flood Dragon. There is no such thing as an unformed dragon. They are born as Sea Demons.”

The woman’s eyes suddenly narrowed at her words, then calmed down after a few breaths, a hint of a smile appearing in her expression.

“But there is already a Flood Dragon that has transformed into a Dragon.”

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master stared at her in disbelief: “What did you say?”

Under her scrutiny, Yun Chi slowly rose, the Azure Dragon aura around her surging without cease. She raised her hand, dragging the two Flood Demons up, and poured spiritual energy into their bodies to heal their wounds.

“A Flood Dragon has already emerged in the Four Seas.”

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master recalled the Sea Demons that had besieged the Vermillion Bird Hall. There were indeed a few Flood Dragons among them. Yun Chi’s implication was that both the mark and the Dragon Breath came from that Flood Dragon.

Once the two Flood Demons were mostly recovered, they immediately bared their fangs menacingly toward the Vermillion Bird Hall Master.

“Eyesore.”

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master coldly snorted, conjured a Vermillion Bird Fire in her hand, and instantly incinerated the two demons, leaving nothing but ash.

A cold, resentful gaze descended from above, but the Vermillion Bird Hall Master acted as if she didn’t notice.

“Since a Flood Dragon is causing trouble, I will exterminate their entire clan.”

With that, the Vermillion Bird Hall Master rose to leave.

“Wait!”

Yun Chi called out to her, her voice carrying a trace of unnoticeable panic.

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master stopped but did not turn back.

“The Flood Dragon clan submitted to the Azure Dragon Hall not long ago.”

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master: “Oh? So Yun Chi, are you saying you intend to protect this group of Flood Dragons and turn against me? Or does this mean you knew about the events at the Vermillion Bird Grand Feast all along?”

“Naturally not,” Yun Chi’s tone softened. “Only a portion submitted. A small fraction followed the Flood Dragon and disappeared without a trace. Isn’t it too cruel to slaughter the entire clan because of a small faction of Flood Dragons?”

“From the sound of your words, the Flood Dragon clan now belongs to the Azure Dragon Hall?” The Vermillion Bird Hall Master angrily spun around. “Yun Chi! Have you forgotten why the Four Directions must guard the Four Seas!?”

Yun Chi lowered her lashes and said slowly: “Among the Four Directions, the Azure Dragon lineage has always been scarce. Now that the Flood Dragon clan is capable of transformation, this is the Azure Dragon Hall’s opportunity. The Dragon clan cannot be left without a successor in a hundred years, as outsiders claim.”

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master frowned, wanting desperately to say, ‘Isn’t Cang Wu your child? How can you be without a successor?‘ But looking at the woman’s face, which no longer held its former brightness, the words ultimately remained unspoken.

“As you wish.” The Vermillion Bird Hall Master said with a cold, deep voice: “Since the Flood Dragon clan has submitted to the Azure Dragon Hall, do not let me see them anywhere else. Otherwise…”

“I won’t hesitate to take action and eliminate them!”

Reaching the main hall entrance, the Vermillion Bird Hall Master suddenly turned back and asked: “Why haven’t I seen the Eastern Lord?”

This was the first time she and Yun Chi had spoken so harshly. If the Eastern Lord were here, she shouldn’t fail to step in and ease the tension.

Yun Chi rubbed her brow, seeming tired, and said softly: “I don’t know. She hasn’t been to the Azure Dragon Hall in a long time.”

A long time?

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master felt suspicious. When the two had their falling out, the Eastern Lord had indeed spoken some angry words, saying she would never yield this time and would wait for Yun Chi to apologize first. But the Vermillion Bird Hall Master knew that once the Eastern Lord cooled down, she would definitely seek out Yun Chi.

Moreover, not long ago, she had personally witnessed the Eastern Lord heading toward the Azure Dragon Hall.

It wasn’t as if she hadn’t visited the Azure Dragon Hall before. Besides Yang Gu, the Azure Dragon Hall was practically the Eastern Lord’s second home. It was unlikely she couldn’t find her way and still hadn’t arrived.

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master looked at her friend, feeling that something was amiss.

Leaving the main hall, the Vermillion Bird Hall Master changed direction and turned onto a small path. At the end of the path was once a lotus pond, with a small pavilion built in the center. Gentle breeze used to pass by, and inside the pavilion, a few youths would drink and sing loudly.

The past laughter and joy had vanished, leaving only desolation. The lotus pond was gone, and even the small pavilion that held countless memories was broken and dilapidated.

It shouldn’t be like this.

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master clenched her hand, wanting desperately to turn back to the main hall and ask that person why everything had changed.

But upon recalling Yun Chi’s changed demeanor, the Vermillion Bird Hall Master suddenly lost her strength.

Her robes billowed as she turned, and only a flash of red remained on the spot.

Not long after she left, the dilapidated pavilion suddenly emitted waves of spiritual energy. If the Vermillion Bird Hall Master were still there, she would recognize it as the sharp edge of the Eastern Lord’s sword strike.

On her return journey, the Vermillion Bird Hall Master flew over Qing Yun Academy. Seeing the young figures on the Three Thousand Steps from afar brought back her own memories.

In her youth, Li Shang walked in the lead, waving to the others behind her: “Haha, you guys are so slow! I’ll definitely be the first one there!”

In the present moment on the Three Thousand Steps, Ling Guang walked in the front, waving and laughing: “Want to see who gets there first?”

The Vermillion Bird Hall Master’s eyes felt a little sore. She stopped to watch for a while, a smile unconsciously curving her lips.

Memories and the present sight overlapped.

The young Yun Chi was the first not to concede, shouting as she chased after her: “I’ll be the first!”

Halfway up, her body suddenly swayed, and she fell into the arms of the steadily advancing sword cultivator.

Though the sword cultivator wore a cold expression, she carefully held the person, fearing she might fall.

“Are you alright?”

Yun Chi clung to the sword cultivator, whining and claiming to be hurt: “I can’t walk anymore.”

The young Li Shang had no idea that the Young Hall Master of the Azure Dragon Hall who was supposed to be competing with her had been distracted by beauty halfway through.

The gaze passed through memory to the present again. Ling Guang’s competitor was now the sword cultivator’s disciple, Lan Shan Jun.

Ling Guang: “Want to see who gets there first?”

Lan Shan Jun: “Sure.”

The two figures moved quickly, one after the other, on the Three Thousand Steps. The Vermillion Bird Hall Master retracted her gaze and headed toward the Vermillion Bird Hall.

On the Three Thousand Steps, Lan Shan Jun and Ling Guang were in front, with Cang Wu and Song Qing Cheng following closely behind.

For the first thousand steps, the two were energetic. The moment they crossed the thousandth step, a layer of pressure descended upon them, intensifying continuously as they ascended.

Ling Guang realized something was wrong and ended the competition.

“No wonder they say Qing Yun Academy isn’t something you can just walk into.” Ling Guang tested her spiritual energy, finding it pitiably thin on these steps, almost non-existent.

This meant they couldn’t borrow external spiritual energy, relying only on their own reserves to endure the pressure and ascend. If their spiritual energy was depleted, they would be deemed unworthy of Qing Yun Academy.

“Fortunately, we came by Flying Boat and didn’t use up much spiritual energy.” Ling Guang then held out her storage ring. “Look!”

“There are hundreds of thousands of spirit stones here. That’s enough for the four of us to walk up and down this place a few times.”

Lan Shan Jun’s eyes nearly turned into stars. Hundreds of thousands of spirit stones just handed out? That’s real power!

“It won’t be that easy,” Song Qing Cheng looked up.

The Three Thousand Steps reached above the clouds. If Qing Yun Academy truly selected students based on these steps, they wouldn’t leave such a major loophole. If one could rely on spirit stones to ascend, so many people wouldn’t have returned empty-handed.

With that, Song Qing Cheng took out a spirit stone, which glowed brightly, full of spiritual power.

Song Qing Cheng attempted to draw in the spiritual energy but received no reaction.

Ling Guang’s face instantly fell, all those spirit stones in her pocket now useless.

Lan Shan Jun patted her shoulder reassuringly: “It’s alright. Even without spiritual energy, we can still make it up.”

Ling Guang’s fighting spirit reignited: “Right!”

The four started moving again. Lan Shan Jun turned her head and took Cang Wu’s hand, their steps gradually becoming synchronized.

“Put your spiritual energy away. Now is not the time to use it.”

Lan Shan Jun had noticed faint spiritual energy coiling around her to ease the pressure as she crossed the thousandth step. She didn’t need to guess who it was.

Cang Wu hesitated for a moment and then withdrew her spiritual energy.

The pressure immediately pressed down on Lan Shan Jun again, but her expression remained unchanged.

“Isn’t Senior Sister uncomfortable?” Cang Wu’s voice was worried.

Lan Shan Jun smiled gently: “Am I a porcelain doll that’s so fragile?”

“But Senior Sister is sweating a lot.” Cang Wu’s gaze fell on Lan Shan Jun’s forehead and the tip of her nose. The woman’s pale skin looked slightly glistening in the light, covered with a fine layer of perspiration.

Lan Shan Jun raised a hand to wipe it away, saying casually: “It’s hot.”

Lifting her leg to ascend, Lan Shan Jun did not feel lighthearted. The pressure stacking up at each level was excessive.

Is it because my cultivation realm is too low?

After walking up nearly a hundred more steps, Lan Shan Jun’s legs began to ache. She had no choice but to use her spiritual energy to support the pressure on her body.

“Senior Sister, are you alright?” Cang Wu noticed her Senior Sister seemed to be walking with extra difficulty.

Ling Guang ahead turned around and was startled: “Lan Shan, why are you sweating so much?”

Lan Shan Jun’s palms were damp. She let go of Cang Wu’s hand, took a deep breath, and then asked in confusion: “I don’t know either.”

Am I really that weak?

Ling Guang and Song Qing Cheng came closer. Like Cang Wu, they weren’t even sweating, and their breathing was steady.

Lan Shan Jun felt like a huge mountain was pressing on her chest, making it hard to breathe, and the effect of her spiritual energy was minimal.

“I’ll be fine if I rest for a bit. Why don’t you guys go on ahead?”

“No way! We’re together; how can we leave you behind?” Ling Guang said, hooking her arm around Lan Shan Jun’s. She gestured to Cang Wu, who linked her arm on the other side.

Lan Shan Jun’s expression froze.

Two more mountains squeezed against the one already weighing her down.

“Wait, wait a moment.” Lan Shan Jun pulled her arms out and moved away from them. She took a couple of gasps and felt a little better.

Song Qing Cheng observed Lan Shan Jun’s condition and said: “I feel like the pressure on Lan Shan is much heavier than it is on us.”

Lan Shan Jun desperately wanted to nod emphatically. She felt the same way. It really isn’t because I’m too weak.

“Ah?” Ling Guang was confused: “The pressure on the Three Thousand Steps is different for everyone?”

“It is different.”

A calm voice suddenly transmitted from below. The four looked down simultaneously.

White robes, white hair, carrying an ancient zither on her back.

Zhao Chen was walking up step by step. This time, she was alone.

“Zhao Chen!” Ling Guang’s eyes lit up. “You’re here too.”

“And me!”

Right behind Zhao Chen, Mo Huai Sheng quickly ascended the steps, smiling as she offered a shallow salute to the group.

“We meet again, everyone. I apologize for my rudeness in leaving so quickly before without saying goodbye.”

Ling Guang had chatted with the Young Master of the Listening Snow Tower earlier, arranged by the Vermillion Bird Hall Master. They had enjoyed their conversation and become friends.

“Haha, Huai Sheng.”

Ling Guang went over to greet her. Meanwhile, Zhao Chen had arrived next to Lan Shan Jun.

“Lan Shan, the pressure on you is indeed much heavier than on us.”