Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 48

The moment Lanshan Jun  passed through the wind and snow into Baima Town, countless soul banners floated before her eyes. The runes on the pure white banners were complex and varied, but the name in the very center of every single one was the same—Qiushui.

Lanshan Jun stared, engrossed, when she suddenly heard a voice—

“Chang Feng, I like you—!”

The girl’s joyful voice echoed by her ear. Lanshan Jun wanted to follow the sound to find the speaker but found nothing; the voice seemed to come from all directions.

“Who are you!?” Lanshan Jun called out.

The wind and snow had stopped. She stood beneath the brilliant Aurora, yet there were no other figures in her sight.

The voice continued—

[Chang Feng, do you like me?] a tentative question. [Chang Feng, can an Immortal not have affection and love?] a tearful accusation. [I was too greedy. High Immortal Chang Feng carries the heavy responsibility of the Kunlun Ruins; I shouldn’t have entangled you.] The accumulated disappointment was spoken aloud. [Chang Feng, I want to go home.] This was the final farewell.

These were the words Qiushui spoke to Chang Feng.

Just listening to Qiushui’s voice, Lanshan Jun was already carried away by the emotions within her words—from bold love confession to the final despairing departure.

The sound dissipated. Lanshan Jun looked at the soul banners again, a conjecture already formed in her heart.

“Can you let me see her one more time?”

Lanshan Jun looked up and saw an inky black figure flash through the Aurora. Even though the woman was wearing a black robe, and even her entire spiritual power was black, Lanshan Jun still sensed the same aura as Dean Xuan  on her.

Lanshan Jun asked: “High Immortal Chang Feng?”

Chang Feng’s lips curled into a bitter smile: “No need to call me that. I am no longer an Immortal.”

With that, she raised her eyes and looked intently at Lanshan Jun, her eyes filled with endless anticipation and excitement.

“Help me, help me see Qiushui one more time.”

Chang Feng took step-by-step toward Lanshan Jun, who frowned and began to back away.

“I don’t know Qiushui; I can’t help you.”

“No!” Chang Feng loudly interrupted Lanshan Jun, showing her a small wisp of spiritual energy between her fingertips. “I saw it. You’ve met Qiushui; you’ve spoken with her.”

Lanshan Jun looked at the wisp of spiritual energy and instantly realized: the one trying to extract her memory on the Cloud Boat was Chang Feng! Chang Feng said she saw her talking to Qiushui… But the memories Lanshan Jun kept recalling on the Cloud Boat were clearly from the world outside the book.

Lanshan Jun didn’t have time to think deeply, because Chang Feng had already reached out to her.

The chain blade swung out, and Chang Feng’s body instantly scattered into wind and snow, only to reappear behind Lanshan Jun the next instant.

Wind manipulation was completely useless. Lanshan Jun could only utilize the Water Spiritual Root power inherent to this body.

Lan Yan’s  voice sounded in her Sea of Consciousness: “It’s useless. Chang Feng was a High Immortal a thousand years ago. Even the Lord of the East and the Valley Master  working together might not defeat her.”

Lanshan Jun ignored her, crisscrossing her hands to erase the mark left by Elder Xue at maximum speed. The instant the mark vanished, a golden magic array bloomed beneath Lanshan Jun’s feet. The light even outshone the Aurora above, and a golden pillar of spiritual light connected heaven and earth, completely enclosing Lanshan Jun.

Chang Feng was momentarily blocked by the array. She narrowed her eyes: “Fuyou.”

However, the light beam only lasted a few breaths. Chang Feng shattered the array with one palm strike, directly grabbing Lanshan Jun.

Chang Feng’s sword tip pointed at Lanshan Jun’s glabella, and the black spiritual power eagerly flooded into her Spirit Platform. The blurry memories instantly sharpened. Everything experienced flashed before her eyes. Lanshan Jun’s expression became painful; the process of memory extraction was not physical but harmed the soul, like tearing an entire soul into thousands of fragments to search for something, and then sewing it back together with needle and thread.

The memory moved to Baima City across the great ocean. Lanshan Jun saw herself following a local’s recommendation to the best spot for viewing the Aurora, where she encountered a person.

“Found her!” Chang Feng’s expression was excited.

In the memory, Lanshan Jun learned that the person was also from Hua Guo (a term for China/her previous world), so she happily started a conversation with her—

[Hello, my name is Lanshan Jun.] [Hello, my name is Qiushui.] [Qiushui, that’s a lovely name.] …

“Qiushui, I found you,” Chang Feng looked at the person she had longed for and instinctively reached out to touch her.

“Chang Feng! Stop!”

As the voice sounded, it was immediately followed by a sharp, killing sword qi directed straight at her vital point. Chang Feng’s brows darkened, and she dodged the sword strike. The memory extraction was interrupted, and her Qiushui vanished with it.

Lanshan Jun fell from mid-air. Chang Feng reached out to pull her close, but the murderous sword qi wasn’t over; several mechanical birds were even chasing her. Having lost the best opportunity, Chang Feng could only watch helplessly as the person was caught by that young Azure Dragon.

Cang Wu almost flew over to catch Lanshan Jun. Her wrist scraped across the snow, tracing a distance, but she didn’t let her Senior Sister touch the ground by even an inch. Only after hugging her tightly did Cang Wu feel her heart settle.

“Senior Sister.”

Lanshan Jun’s face was pale, her pupils unfocused; she hadn’t fully emerged from the memory. So, she really had met Qiushui.

Elder Xue and the others rushed over. Lingguang and Song Qingcheng coordinated perfectly, truly buying enough time from Chang Feng for Cang Wu to save Lanshan Jun.

After destroying the last mechanical bird, Chang Feng’s expression was not good, but out of respect for her old friends being present, she did not immediately attack.

Elder Xue frowned, seeming to barely recognize the person before her: “Chang Feng, how did you become like this?”

Chang Feng looked at her with icy eyes: “How am I?”

Elder Xue gripped her hands tightly: “The Chang Feng I knew had a resolute Dao Heart; she persisted in her beliefs and pursuits from beginning to end. She would not act against innocent people for personal desire, much less allow Inner Demons to grow and control her.”

Seeing that Chang Feng remained unmoved, Elder Xue had no choice but to say: “The High Immortal Chang Feng that Qiushui loved was not like this either.”

Chang Feng looked up at her, her eyes reddening, and she scoffed, sounding like she was mocking them.

“Why did Qiushui leave? Wasn’t it because the former me was weak and selfish? She hated the hypocritical High Immortal Chang Feng the most.” Chang Feng then pointed at Lanshan Jun: “Her! She has seen Qiushui! As long as I can find Qiushui through her, I can tell Qiushui that I like her, that I have always liked her, and we can be together.”

Elder Xue looked at Lanshan Jun, filled with doubt. How could Lanshan Jun have met Qiushui? In her view, the current Chang Feng had already fallen into madness.

The sea of soul banners reminded Elder Xue of an ancient forbidden spell. As long as a person had any remaining trace in the world, even within someone else’s memory, they could be brought back through the forbidden spell. However, that spell caused immense exhaustion and violated the Heavenly Dao; it had been destroyed a thousand years ago. How did Chang Feng learn of it?

Elder Xue tried to persuade her earnestly: “Chang Feng, Qiushui is already gone. Even Dean Xuan said your fate has run its course—”

Chang Feng sharply interrupted her: “No, I can find her.” With that, she looked at Lanshan Jun again, her eyes firm with determination to succeed.

Cang Wu held her Senior Sister tightly, raised her sword, and pointed it at Chang Feng: “Get away.”

A hint of disdain flashed in Chang Feng’s eyes. She clenched her fingers, summoning a sword. Its blade was cold and sharp, carrying a murderous aura. The manifestation of her innate magic weapon showed she was serious. Elder Xue had already placed a contingency when she left the marks on the children.

She quickly formed a hand seal, and in an instant, only Elder Xue remained facing Chang Feng.

“Fuyou, don’t you want to see Qiushui again? You two were such good friends; she treated you like an older sister. Now there’s a chance for a reunion, yet you intend to stop me.”

Elder Xue cast a barrier around them, trapping herself and Chang Feng inside.

“Precisely because of this, I cannot watch you make such a grave mistake.”

“A mistake?” Chang Feng’s eyes filled with tears, which, at a glance, looked more like blood. She choked out the question hoarsely: “I only want to see the person I like—is that a big mistake?”

Elder Xue spoke softly: “Have you considered the consequences?”

“No matter the consequence, I can bear it!”

Chang Feng swept her sword edge. Although her imposing aura was like an overwhelming tide, she only intended to repel the person before her. Sensing that Chang Feng held no killing intent toward her, Elder Xue breathed a sigh of relief. There was still a chance to pull Chang Feng back from the edge of the cliff.

The two figures became entangled within the barrier.

Meanwhile, the group Lanshan Jun was teleported away by Elder Xue arrived at a place of magnificent color after a ripple, as if they were deep inside an Aurora.

“What place did Elder Xue bring us to?” Lingguang reached out to grab the floating colored ribbon, but unexpectedly, the ribbon slipped through her fingers like a swimming fish.

“This place was likely not where Elder Xue brought us,” Xie Qingshuang spoke up.

Lingguang: “Huh?”

Xiao Jiu followed up: “Then who was it?”

Ming Yu couldn’t help but chuckle; what a foolish question.

“Who else here has the ability to alter Elder Xue’s teleportation array, besides High Immortal Chang Feng?”

Xiao Jiu’s eyes lit up, and she smiled at Ming Yu: “That’s true. Thank you.”

Ming Yu: “…”

Seeing Ming Yu left speechless, Xie Qingshuang’s gaze couldn’t help but soften slightly. Then, she looked up toward Lanshan Jun and Cang Wu on the other side. The trip to Baima Town did not happen in the previous life; was it because of Lanshan Jun? When she first accepted reliving her life, Xie Qingshuang noticed the differences between this life and the last, and the beginning of all differences was Lanshan Jun.

Initially, she assumed Lanshan Jun was also reborn, just under a different name, but slowly, Xie Qingshuang realized that Lanshan Jun was not the person from her memories. Lanshan Jun was Lanshan Jun, and Lan Yan was Lan Yan. The former had a gentle, easygoing, and likable disposition, while the latter was conceited, competitive, and prone to bullying the weak. Frankly speaking, Xie Qingshuang felt Lanshan Jun was more like the Lord of the East’s disciple, but until she figured out the relationship between Lanshan Jun and Lan Yan, if Lanshan Jun was indeed the one who seized Lan Yan’s body, she would not hold back.

The sword in her hand tightened silently. Then, a weight settled on her shoulder. Xie Qingshuang turned her head sideways, their distance instantly closing until their noses almost touched. Ming Yu’s eyes held a smile, her cheek brushing past Xie Qingshuang’s past. She leaned against her虚虚, whispering near her ear: “Senior Sister Xie, such strong killing intent?”

“Who were you trying to kill just now? Lanshan Jun or Cang Wu?” Ming Yu scoffed, “It’s really dangerous to be a disciple of Yanggu. One wrong step and you could die by your own Senior Sister’s sword.”

Xie Qingshuang lowered her eyelashes and lightly moved her lips: “Shut up.”

“This mouth is mine; I’ll say what I want,” Ming Yu gave her a fake smile. “If you think I talk too much, untie the rope, and I promise to stay far away from you.”

Xie Qingshuang directly grabbed her hand and pulled her closer, switching the sword to her other hand.

“Go on, say whatever you want.”

Ming Yu: “…”