Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 66

“Pfft— cough, cough!”

Mu Liu spat out a mouthful of blood. A hand reached out to help her up, but Mu Liu looked at it with cold eyes. “It really is ‘each man for himself when disaster strikes,’ isn’t it?”

Ye Nanyi chuckled softly. “How can this be considered a major disaster? We just happened to run into trouble. Besides, didn’t I give the puppet to you? Otherwise, you’d be the one lying on the ground right now. Doesn’t that count as saving your life?”

Mu Liu’s face was grim. Ming Yu’s words kept echoing in her mind.

Knew how to neutralize the poisons at eight years old. What kind of joke was that?

“The Reincarnation Pill has been refined. It no longer concerns me who you use it on after this, and don’t involve me.” With that, Mu Liu stood up and prepared to leave.

Ye Nanyi’s voice came from behind her. “I hope you won’t give me up when the time comes, either.”

Mu Liu’s footsteps halted. She suddenly turned to stare at her. “You wouldn’t be thinking of poisoning the Academy, would you?”

The smile on Ye Nanyi’s face did not fade. “Am I that foolish?”

Besides Headmaster Xuan, there were several high-cultivation elders in the Academy, and Elder Yu was especially proficient in medicine. Even if Mu Liu didn’t expose her, she wouldn’t be able to escape.

After Mu Liu left, Ye Nanyi’s expression completely changed. She walked to the mirror, removed the disguise on her face, and tightly clenched her hands as she looked at her bruised and swollen reflection.

Not long ago, she went to find Mu Liu. Halfway there, she was suddenly hooded and violently beaten. The person didn’t use spiritual power, but they struck extremely hard, every punch landing on her face.

“Cang Wu!”

Even without seeing the face, Ye Nanyi knew who it was. She had interacted with very few people these days, so she could easily guess. She had only shown slightly bad manners towards Lan Shan-jun and had provoked this maniac.

“You care about her so much.” Ye Nanyi stretched out her hand, a flash of deep green briefly appearing in her palm. She looked up and shared a smile with the person in the mirror. “Then I’ll destroy her.”

“You’re tracking me, and you brought a junior sister?” Ming Yu’s saber tip poked the puppet on the ground. A burst of flame instantly incinerated the puppet.

Xie Qingshuang’s eyes moved slightly, and she quickly said, “Lan Shan is not with me.”

Lan Shan-jun, who was deep in thought, suddenly felt something hard touch her lower back. She looked down and saw the hilt of Xie Qingshuang’s sword.

Instantly understanding the female lead’s intention, Lan Shan-jun nodded repeatedly. “Yes, yes, yes, I didn’t come with Senior Sister Xie.”

Ming Yu put away her saber and looked directly at her. “Then who did you come with?”

“I…”

“Lan Shan is investigating the Bodhi Tree incident, and she must have followed Mu Liu here.” Xie Qingshuang explained for her.

Lan Shan-jun could only nod. The facts were indeed as stated.

Ming Yu’s gaze circled between the two of them, and a smile appeared at the corner of her lips. “What a coincidence. I’m also investigating the Bodhi Tree matter, and I followed Mu Liu here as well.”

Lan Shan-jun glanced at Xie Qingshuang beside her, quietly took a step sideways, and spoke stiffly, “It’s late. I… I’ll head back first.”

What was she doing standing between the two female leads who were having a private moment?

Hearing Xie Qingshuang lightly hum in assent, Lan Shan-jun raised a hand and quickly departed.

Ming Yu took a deep breath, her peripheral vision catching Xie Qingshuang, who remained standing there. “Why aren’t you leaving?”

Seeing the obvious coldness and rejection on Ming Yu’s face, Xie Qingshuang said softly, “You did not come here to investigate the Bodhi Tree matter…”

“Xie Qingshuang!” Ming Yu sternly interrupted her. “Must you be so aggressive? Since you know it’s an excuse, why ask?”

Xie Qingshuang’s expression froze. Her lips moved but she didn’t speak.

“You saved me. I should be grateful to you, but that doesn’t mean I have to strip myself bare and stand before you without any reservations.”

Seeing her describe herself so painfully, Xie Qingshuang’s heart twinged. She turned around and walked away. “I’ll wait for you outside the Valley.”

Only after the woman disappeared into the darkness did Ming Yu let out a heavy sigh. When she spoke just now, she hadn’t actually expected Xie Qingshuang to leave.

This person was decent and showed her some respect, but only some. She hadn’t forgotten the incident where Xie Qingshuang used a rope to restrain her before.

Her gaze swept over the scorched ground and fell upon the distant, dilapidated houses with only a few remaining broken walls. Ming Yu’s eyes were slightly red. Her legs felt heavy, as if weighed down by thousands of pounds of meteor iron, making every step difficult.

Dust rose with her movement, and the air was filled with the smell of burning.

Ming Yu slowly walked to the edge of the Academy’s barrier. She looked into the depths of Lingyao Valley through the barrier. In a daze, it seemed like someone was waving at her—

“Little Yu’er, come quickly.”

The voice reached her ear from the void, spanning a hundred years of time.

Ming Yu sniffled, then resolutely turned and left.

Lan Shan-jun returned to her Cloud Dwelling. She opened the door and saw the empty room, subconsciously starting to call ‘Cang Wu,’ but she swallowed the words before they escaped. How could she forget? Cang Wu no longer lived with her.

As if possessed, Lan Shan-jun leaned against the doorframe and looked at the extra Cloud Dwelling next door. There was no light in the dwelling, indicating that the occupant was already asleep.

She didn’t know what she wanted to see. Lan Shan-jun stared at the dwelling for about the time it takes for a small stick of incense to burn, finally sighed, raised her hand, and closed the door.

It was already late in the night when she returned. Lan Shan-jun hadn’t slept for more than a few hours. When she was woken up by the mechanical bird alarm clock given to her by Ling Guang, her mind was still hazy.

“Thump, thump, thump—”

“Who is it?” Lan Shan-jun spoke, her voice much hoarser.

“It’s me, Senior Sister.”

“Come in.”

Lan Shan-jun raised her hand, rubbing her throbbing temples, and felt someone approach.

“Senior Sister’s spiritual robe was torn. I went to the Headmaster’s office to get you a new set.” Cang Wu held a new set of robes in her hands, her eyes fixed on the loosely dressed woman.

Lan Shan-jun slowly opened her eyes. The sunlight from outside stung her, and she quickly shielded her eyes with her hand. Immediately after, a figure shifted to the side, blocking the light for her.

Only then did Lan Shan-jun open her eyes again, looking at Cang Wu, and smiled softly. “Thank you, Junior Sister.”

Cang Wu saw the fatigue in her eyes and finally couldn’t help but ask, “Senior Sister didn’t rest well last night?”

“It’s fine.”

Saying this, Lan Shan-jun got out of bed, took the new robe directly from Cang Wu’s hands, and used a bit of spiritual power to make the robe put itself on.

As she was dressing, Cang Wu whispered, “Mu Liu went to Headmaster Xuan this morning and confessed. She admitted that she was the one who burned the Bodhi Tree.”

Lan Shan-jun’s hand, which was tying her belt, paused. “She admitted it?”

Last night, only Mu Liu’s puppet appeared in Lingyao Valley. However, the puppet was made by Feng Sheng, and besides, Elder Yu was there to testify for Mu Liu. As long as she adamantly denied it, she could completely clear herself of this matter. Why would she confess?

“What did the Headmaster say?”

“She produced the fire talisman Mu Fuan gave her, which was consistent with the spiritual energy remaining on the Bodhi Tree. We also haven’t been able to find the person who actually burned the tree. The Headmaster temporarily sealed her Cloud Dwelling for her to reflect, and for the Red-Winged Ants, the Headmaster found a new place for them to live, and the Ant King also agreed.”

She actually took responsibility for what the puppet did.

Lan Shan-jun still couldn’t understand, and she was even more curious about who the person behind this was, someone who could make Mu Liu willingly take the blame.

Once dressed, Lan Shan-jun went with Cang Wu to Ling Guang’s residence.

Everyone else was already there, including Mu Fuan.

Ling Guang greeted them as usual. “Lan Shan, Cang Wu.”

As soon as Lan Shan-jun sat down, Ling Guang leaned over in exaggerated surprise. “Oh dear, Lan Shan, what bad things did you get up to last night? Your dark circles are so heavy.”

Lan Shan-jun exchanged a glance with Mu Fuan across from her, and both simultaneously lowered their eyes, breaking contact.

“Nothing. Don’t talk nonsense.” Lan Shan-jun laughed and pushed Ling Guang away, while reaching out to accept the clear tea handed to her by Song Qingcheng. “Thank you.”

“Does Lan Shan know about this morning’s events?” Zhao Chen asked.

Lan Shan-jun took a sip of tea to clear her throat and nodded. “Cang Wu told me.”

Xiao Jiu laughed heartily. “Since she confessed, it saves us the trouble of investigating.”

“Is it really her, though? How does the Cloud Dream Marsh fit in?” Zhao Chen asked with suspicion.

“Didn’t she have that puppet made by Feng Sheng? As long as she injects her divine sense into the puppet, she can control it to burn the tree even if she’s in the Cloud Dream Marsh.” Xiao Jiu said, pouting and shaking her head. “Burning a tree for no reason, that’s truly malicious.”

“I heard she even voluntarily asked to be confined for reflection.”

Voluntarily asked?

Lan Shan-jun blinked. “Perhaps she confessed not because she actually did it, but because…”

It was strange that she confessed so eagerly, right after the discovery of the puppet that looked exactly like her in Lingyao Valley last night. Mu Liu was definitely a person who avoids harm and seeks profit. There was only one possibility for her to take the blame for something that wasn’t hers: this burden would bring her great benefit.

With Headmaster Xuan personally sealing the Cloud Dwelling, Mu Liu couldn’t get out, and others couldn’t get in.

“Is she trying to hide from something?”

All eyes suddenly turned to Lan Shan-jun.

“What could she be hiding? Retaliation from the Red-Winged Ants? That’s possible!” Xiao Jiu said, nodding, fully agreeing with her own guess.

Lan Shan-jun: “…”

They were completely on different wavelengths.

Her temple throbbed. Lan Shan-jun rested her forehead on her hand and gently closed her eyes.

“Senior Sister, do you need to rest a little more?”

A familiar scent flowed into her nostrils—a fresh fragrance, yet with the moisturizing scent of after a rain. It was quite pleasant.

“It’s fine, I’ll just close my eyes for a bit.”

“If Senior Sister is tired, you can lean on me.”

Lan Shan-jun did not refuse. She shifted her body and rested her head on Cang Wu’s shoulder.

Ling Guang’s eyes were astonishingly bright. She secretly sent a message to Cang Wu: “How is it? How is it? I told you, I was right! Lan Shan’s personality can’t be rushed. You have to take it slow.”

Cang Wu pursed her lips. She tapped the jade token at her waist and replied, “Then how can I make Senior Sister fall in love with me faster?”

Ling Guang’s face flushed with the directness of the words. Kids certainly weren’t afraid to speak their minds. She and Qingcheng hadn’t even talked about ‘love’ yet.

“Didn’t I say, take it slow, take it slow.”

Take it slow, but how slow is slow…

Cang Wu looked at the woman’s slightly haggard face and couldn’t resist the urge to rub her cheek with her horn, then coil around her to let her sleep properly.

Lan Shan-jun felt a little more comfortable. When she opened her eyes, she met Cang Wu’s eyes, which were brimming with emotion.

Cang Wu’s eyelashes lowered quickly, but she still felt the woman’s body stiffen.

Lan Shan-jun slowly straightened her body, thinking that perhaps young people had too much inner fire, and Cang Wu, who hadn’t yet sorted out her feelings for her, couldn’t handle just leaning on her shoulder.

It seemed she needed to maintain some distance again.

Feeling her Senior Sister lean further toward Ling Guang, Cang Wu looked sullenly at Ling Guang.

Ling Guang glared at her and sent a message: “Don’t look at me! I told you to take it slow. Who told you to look at Lan Shan as if you wanted to devour her alive?”

Cang Wu closed her eyes briefly and straightened her posture.

Ling Guang’s Cloud Dwelling was lively with people gathered around, while in the empty space on the other side—

Ye Nanyi looked at the confined Mu Liu and scoffed, her eyes flashing with contempt. “It’s better that you hide. It saves me the trouble of having to silence you.”

Only a dead person would not expose her.