Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 64

“You said you need what kind of medicine?”

Elder Yu  looked up at the person who had come to ask for medicine.

Jun Lan Shan  stood with her hands clasped in front of her, looking like a good student, and repeated her request: “Medicine to repair scales.”

“A disciple of Xing Yuan?”

Jun Lan Shan paused, realizing who she meant, and nodded: “Yes.”

Elder Yu scoffed: “No wonder. A disciple is just like her Master. If a scale is slightly grazed, they need medicine; treasured in the hand for fear of dropping, held in the mouth for fear of melting—how delicate.”

“Here. What your Master left over from the past.”

My Master also came to ask for this medicine?

Lan Shan’s heart felt a little itchy; she was very curious about her Master’s past deeds. However, seeing Elder Yu’s stern face, she suppressed her curiosity.

She took the medicine and returned. Passing by Ling Guang’s  cloud dwelling, Lan Shan went in for another look.

What Elder Yu had seen was much the same as what Zhao Chen  had reported: the spirit meridians were injured by sword energy, and Ling Guang would not be able to fully exert her spiritual power for half a month.

Upon hearing this, Song Qingcheng  immediately added a spiritual barrier array  on Ling Guang to restrict her spiritual power, only allowing her enough to play with her mechanical bird.

“Lan Shan.” Ling Guang, half-reclining in her rocking chair, waved at Jun Lan Shan.

Lan Shan looked around; there was no one else: “Where is Qingcheng?”

Ling Guang pouted: “She went to report me. She insisted on telling Mother and Aunt Song. Such a fuss over a small matter. Wouldn’t two days of rest be enough?”

Lan Shan smiled: “This is still a small matter? You have a large heart, but she puts you first, which is why she is so nervous.”

Ling Guang squinted and smiled, actually agreeing with her statement.

After chatting with Ling Guang for a while, Lan Shan rose to return to her own cloud dwelling.

A day had passed, and she had no clues regarding the Bodhi Tree matter, and then this incident happened. Lan Shan’s thoughts were a mess.

Back at her dwelling, Cang Wu  was not present. Lan Shan was about to enter her sea of consciousness  to review the original book for any overlooked details when, just as she calmed down, the door opened.

Cang Wu walked in with a stern, cold expression. She was momentarily surprised when she saw the person inside, then the coldness instantly dissipated, and she smiled: “Elder Sister is back.”

Lan Shan nodded, asking in confusion: “What did you go out to do?”

Looks like she went to fight someone.

Cang Wu looked elsewhere: “I just went out for a look.”

The concealment was too obvious, but Lan Shan did not press the matter. She took out the medicine Elder Yu had given her: “Come here.”

Seeing the medicine bottle, Cang Wu obediently squatted in front of her Elder Sister. She thought for a moment, then reached out to untie her sash and pulled her top down.

Lan Shan quickly stopped her.

“Why are you taking your clothes off?”

Cang Wu looked up at her, her eyes clear: “To apply the medicine easily.”

Lan Shan fell silent for a moment. She certainly has a point.

Releasing her hold, Cang Wu reduced the movement, only pulling the clothing down over her shoulder and letting it pile in the crook of her arm, then reaching to move her hair to her right side, turning her back to the woman.

Lan Shan’s hand gripping the medicine bottle slowly tightened. She couldn’t help but recall that confusing and passionate kiss: scorching, wet, lips and teeth intertwined…

The young man’s shoulders and neck were firm, the lines smooth and beautiful, connecting from the shoulder blades down to the waist. This expanse of pale skin was visible as soon as Lan Shan lowered her head slightly.

Oh, right, Cang Wu is still wearing my clothes, Lan Shan realized. No wonder they look so loose and wide.

Lan Shan blinked, shaking off any inappropriate thoughts. She dipped some ointment onto her fingertip, supported Cang Wu’s shoulder, and gently applied it to those few scales.

The ointment was cool and thin, yet its effect was excellent; the scratches on the scales visibly disappeared.

“Does Elder Sister really not hate me?” Cang Wu suddenly asked.

Lan Shan said softly: “If I really hated you, why would I be applying medicine for you?”

I wouldn’t even touch you.

This was the second time Cang Wu had asked. Lan Shan thought for a moment, her fingertip tracing the edge of the scale where it was so thin it was almost transparent. She said warmly: “Junior Sister’s scales are tiny and soft. They are very cute.”

Upon hearing the first half of the sentence, Cang Wu couldn’t help but frown. This was undoubtedly calling her useless; a Dragon Scale should be indestructible. Tiny? Soft? If possible, Cang Wu really wanted to transform to prove herself. However, upon hearing the second half, the slight displeasure instantly vanished.

Elder Sister says my Dragon Scales are cute. Cang Wu’s lips curled up.

“All done.”

Lan Shan reached out and pulled the collar, which was almost down to his waist, back up. In her peripheral vision, the expanse of white was completely covered.

Cang Wu dressed properly and sat down to the side.

Lan Shan put away the medicine bottle, noticing that Cang Wu was staring at her unblinkingly, as if anticipating something.

“What is it?”

Cang Wu licked her lips: “Has Elder Sister forgotten?”

Lan Shan’s gaze shifted, and memories were triggered again: “…”

She had previously said she owed Cang Wu an explanation for that incident.

An explanation… how to explain it…

At that time, she was completely lost in lust.

Before Lan Shan could figure out what to do, Cang Wu spoke first: “Elder Sister previously said you would teach me to distinguish between emotions. How about now?”

“Now?”

Cang Wu rested one hand on the table, leaning forward, and in the woman’s shocked gaze, he pressed his lips to hers.

The same softness; the texture was like the cloud moving with the wind outside.

Separating slightly, Cang Wu asked in a low voice: “Is it like this?”

Lan Shan instantly pushed away the person in front of her, instinctively raised the back of her hand to wipe her lips, and asked with a frown: “What are you doing!?”

Cang Wu was pushed back and sat on the ground. She raised her chin, looking up at her Elder Sister: “Changfeng  and Qiushui  can kiss like this when they are in love, but Elder Sister cannot accept doing this with me. So, our feelings are different from theirs, right?”

Lan Shan’s actions froze, the emotions in her eyes complex. She took a step forward, wanting to reach out and pull Cang Wu up.

“Now we’re even. Elder Sister kissed me, and I kissed Elder Sister.”

Cang Wu said this with a smile, but Lan Shan felt that tears were glistening in her eyes, and her heart involuntarily tightened.

Cang Wu stood up and formally bowed to Lan Shan: “It was my rudeness just now. Elder Sister, please do not blame me.”

“Elder Xue  has already rebuilt a cloud dwelling for me nearby. I won’t have to share a dwelling with Elder Sister anymore. It’s getting late. Elder Sister, please rest early.”

With that, Cang Wu truly left. Lan Shan followed her with her eyes, watching her fly away on her sword to another cloud dwelling, never once looking back.

A sense of emptiness settled in her heart.

She closed the door and raised her hand to soothe her chest.

It was a good thing that Cang Wu was putting some distance between them. Matters of the heart were inherently complicated, and if she kept getting entangled with him ambiguously, trouble would arise. Lan Shan could feel that Cang Wu was gradually accepting people other than herself, so distinguishing between emotions was even more necessary.

Comforting herself this way, she gradually smoothed out the feeling of loss in her heart. She took out paper and brush and began to copy the Mind-Clearing Incantation.

Calm the mind, calm the spirit, hold the breath, concentrate.

Unknowingly, the golden remnants of the sunset became bright and white, and the surroundings grew cold. In Qingyun Academy at night, there was no sound of insects or birds, and even the movement of the wind and clouds was silent.

Rubbing her sore wrist, Lan Shan’s eyes were clear, and her thoughts settled.

She put down the brush, opened the door, and left her cloud dwelling under the moonlight.

Regarding the Bodhi Tree incident, they had only searched for people there, but had never investigated the site of the incident itself.

“Why the rush? Wouldn’t tomorrow be the same? And even if you can’t find anyone, what does it matter? It originally had nothing to do with you anyway.”

Hearing Lan Yan’s  words, Lan Shan said faintly: “To involve so many people, this matter must be significant.”

I’m free anyway, and I can’t sleep. Might as well come out and clear my head.

“Then why are you linking up with the sea of consciousness? Are you counting on me to call for help if you run into danger?” Lan Yan scoffed: “If so, you are truly dreaming.”

Lan Shan stopped. Her eyes widened slightly as she saw a scorched area not far ahead: “No wonder the Red-winged Ants were so desperate. Their entire home was burned down.”

Lan Yan: “Are you even listening to me?”

Lan Shan: “No.”

“Jun Lan Shan!!!”

“Shhh!”

Lan Shan cut off the connection with the sea of consciousness. She shifted her body and hid behind a cloud layer.

In the scorched earth below, a figure moved quickly, instantly arriving in front of the withered Bodhi Tree at the center.

Lan Shan clenched her hand. The chain blade shot out like lightning, arcing like a crescent moon. The person in front of the Bodhi Tree sensed the movement, turned, and brandished a flash of fire.

The chain blade dispersed the fire flash, but the space in front of the Bodhi Tree was already empty.

Lan Shan landed. Her nose could still detect a faint smell of burnt paper mixed in with the scorched earth.

So, that flash of fire just now was a fire talisman?

“Mu Fu’an?” Lan Shan asked.

After a while, a person walked out of the shadow. It was indeed Mu Fu’an.

Mu Fu’an raised her hand in a greeting, nervously pulling at her skirt, her head bowed low: “I apologize, I didn’t know it was you.”

Lan Shan did not put away her chain blade, asking: “What are you doing here?”

Mu Fu’an, afraid that Lan Shan suspected her, quickly explained: “This matter was originally my fault for implicating you all. And I heard that Ling Guang and the others ran into trouble, so I didn’t want to bother you anymore and came here myself to see if there were any clues.”

Lan Shan nodded, then suddenly said: “Your talisman is quite good.”

If Mu Fu’an had not voluntarily appeared just now, in this environment, Lan Shan truly might not have found her.

Mu Fu’an’s expression became excited for a moment. She wanted to smile but controlled and suppressed it, only saying: “Thank you!”

Lan Shan looked sideways at the Bodhi Tree, whose vitality had been completely cut off, and asked: “I recall you are a disciple of the Valley of a Thousand Poisons. Do you know about ‘Reincarnation’?”

Mu Fu’an nodded: “I do.”

Although she was an anomaly, a talisman cultivator who did not refine poisons or medicines like the other Valley of a Thousand Poisons disciples, these poisons had never been hidden from her by the people of the Valley. Perhaps they thought she wouldn’t be able to refine them even if she knew.

“‘Reincarnation’ requires the heart of a Bodhi Tree as a medicinal catalyst.”

Lan Shan reached out to touch the rough skin of the Bodhi Tree, where cracks from the consuming fire still remained.

This Bodhi Tree no longer has a heart.

Mu Fu’an suddenly looked up at the sound of the words: “How did you know!?”

‘Reincarnation’ was a secret medicine of the Valley of a Thousand Poisons, and its catalyst was even more classified. If Mu Liu  had not lost control of her emotions and let slip the secret after failing to refine ‘Reincarnation’ five years ago, she would not have known about this. Because she did know, she had gone to confirm if Mu Liu was involved in this incident.

Mu Liu was extremely conceited about her toxicology skills. The failure five years ago was still unacceptable to her, and she had been searching for the heart of a Bodhi Tree for the past five years. However, the Bodhi Heart was rare, and she had never successfully refined ‘Reincarnation’.

The image of Mu Liu leaving her cloud dwelling flashed through her mind. Mu Fu’an’s shoulder suddenly trembled.

Lan Shan, who had been observing her, saw the sudden realization in her eyes and asked: “What did you think of?”

Mu Fu’an moved her lips: “N-nothing. It’s late. I’ll go back now.”

With that, she burned a talisman. A wisp of white smoke floated out, and Mu Fu’an followed the white smoke away.

That is clearly not the direction of the students’ cloud dwellings.

Lan Shan twitched the corner of her lips. Is she doing this on purpose?

While following Mu Fu’an, Lan Shan realized that this person was indeed harboring a scheme. Saying “nothing” to her face, yet leaving such an obvious clue for her to follow, keeping a distance that was neither too far nor too close, as if afraid she might lose her.

If Lan Shan was not mistaken, Mu Fu’an was going to look for Mu Liu.

The person who ostensibly suffered constant bullying was, in fact, always keeping track of the bully’s movements.

They almost reached the Xùn  boundary. Lan Shan followed Mu Fu’an into a mountain valley.

The valley was overgrown with weeds, as if no one had visited for a long time.

At the entrance to the valley, Lan Shan saw a stone tablet. The tablet seemed to have been horizontally sliced in half by a sharp weapon like a sword or blade. Half was lying on the side, and the other half was pushed down.

“Elixir… Medicine… Valley?”