Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 70

Lord Lanshan plunged into the water without hesitation, following the traces left by Cangwu and Tu Wushuang after they fell. Visibility was dim underwater. She vaguely saw two figures, one of which was surrounded by a hazy layer of dark mist.

That must be the blood mist left by the Concealment of Blood Technique.

Thinking this, Lord Lanshan swam toward the other figure.

As she got closer, Lord Lanshan’s speed slowed. She stared fixedly at the person’s back for two seconds, then turned her head and swam away.

She is not Cangwu!

Lord Lanshan had absolute faith in her perception of women; she would never mistake the appearance or figure of anyone she cared about. She was certain this person was not Cangwu, even with the blurry visibility underwater.

The moment she turned around, a hand suddenly grabbed her ankle. Lord Lanshan’s body instantly stiffened. She looked down, and Tu Wushuang smiled devilishly at her, teeth bared.

Then, a strong force pulled, and Lord Lanshan was dragged rapidly downward.

“She is indeed difficult to deal with, but if I catch you, I’m not worried she won’t follow me,” Tu Wushuang transmitted via spiritual power, as she was also holding her breath.

Lord Lanshan frowned. Her chain-blade shot out of her hand, moving as smoothly and flexibly as silk underwater. Tu Wushuang was slow to react and had her sword locked by the chain-blade, but her other hand was already clamped around the woman’s neck.

Tu Wushuang scornfully sneered: “The puppet from before was crudely made. Otherwise, do you really think you’d be a match for me?”

Lord Lanshan was forced to tilt her head back, her hand controlling her spiritual power to constantly tighten the chain-blade.

“Open!”

Suddenly, the hundred-meter-long chain-blade underwater instantly separated into small, curved fragments, each the length of a finger. The fragments shimmered with silver light, like stars in the night water.

The fragments were too numerous and too close to Tu Wushuang, forcing her to release the person in her hand and dodge.

This was a clever design by Lingguang, who, fearing that Lord Lanshan would be in danger during close combat, disassembled the entire chain-blade into delicate fragments.

The fragments swirled around Tu Wushuang, stirring up the surrounding river water, bringing up a lot of silt from the riverbed.

A blood color permeated the murky river water. A huge spiritual energy impact instantly shook all the fragments away. Lord Lanshan reached out, and the fragments that had been flung away recombined into a chain-blade coiling around her body.

The sword energy broke through the blood mist. Lord Lanshan saw Tu Wushuang’s fierce and unconvinced face.

This sword strike was a killing move.

At the same time, Lord Lanshan felt another surge of sword energy coming from behind her. It possessed the same sharp aura, and it was also a full-power strike.

“Bang—!”

The surface of the Endless River erupted in a water column hundreds of meters high, showering fish and shrimp onto both banks.

Beneath the river water, Tu Wushuang watched the two Senior Sisters before her with blood-red eyes.

“Crack—”

A crisp shattering sound came. The two swords clashing against each other simultaneously developed cracks.

Cangwu’s eyes instantly darkened, but how could she back off at this moment?

Outsiders called Tu Wushuang a “sword maniac,” but her obsession was with the pinnacle of swordsmanship. As a sword cultivator, she didn’t cherish her own swords all that much; she would use any sword as long as its grade was high enough to match her.

So, when she saw the fleeting anxiety and anger in Cangwu’s eyes upon seeing both swords crack, Tu Wushuang curled her lips and pushed the Concealment of Blood Technique to the extreme.

“Crack—”

Another sharp sound. Cangwu felt the sword in her hand enduring immense pressure. She gritted her teeth, wanting to turn and withdraw the sword, but it was too late…

The two swords were instantly squeezed by spiritual energy and turned into dust, mixing together with the surging river water. The swords were utterly destroyed; even the hilt in Cangwu’s hand disappeared.

Fine threads of blood streamed from Cangwu’s lips, vanishing tracelessly into the river water.

“You’re injured.” This time, Lord Lanshan saw it. What about when she hadn’t been looking?

Cangwu was filled with fury, wishing she could instantly transform and tear Tu Wushuang to shreds.

Dragon scales appeared around her eyes, and even dragon horns grew out. However, with Headmaster Xuan’s restraint still pressing down on her, Cangwu was restricted to transforming only a portion of her dragon form.

Tu Wushuang narrowed her eyes upon seeing her appearance. She really was a dragon.

She thought she would have to exert more effort, but she didn’t expect that merely destroying a sword would force her to reveal her demonic form.

Tu Wushuang took out the item Jiang Li had given her before the trip—a small Qiankun bag.

Untying the Qiankun bag, Tu Wushuang aimed the opening at the two women. A dragon roar leaked out, carrying endless coercion.

Cangwu and Lord Lanshan’s faces changed simultaneously. The roar immediately forced Cangwu to spit out blood.

Lord Lanshan, ignoring everything else, reached out to cover Cangwu’s ears. However, the dragon roar struck the soul directly, and even using spiritual power could not block it.

Tu Wushuang’s expression was also not good, but because she wasn’t facing the dragon roar head-on and had prepared in advance, the impact was less severe than for the other two.

After the dragon breath, Tu Wushuang took out a spare magic sword and walked toward them.

“This one,” pointing the sword at Lord Lanshan, “kill.”

“This one,” the sword tip shifted to point at Cangwu, “take away.”

Cangwu was semi-collapsed in Lord Lanshan’s arms. She struggled to stand up, pushing Lord Lanshan. “Senior Sister, hurry and go.”

Lord Lanshan tightly encircled Cangwu’s waist with one arm, unwilling to let go in the slightest.

“It will be fine.”

The woman’s voice was still gentle in her ear. Cangwu’s ears were ringing. She didn’t know where Tu Wushuang had obtained this dragon roar, which was filled with suppression against all monster beasts and contained towering rage.

It even sounded somewhat like the roar from the Eastern Emperor Bell during the Vermilion Bird Feast…

Mother.

A strange word surged into her mind. Cangwu clenched her hand.

A red light flashed in Tu Wushuang’s eyes. She had already arrived in front of the two women.

Hand up, sword down—

The figures of the two women suddenly flickered, then vanished right before Tu Wushuang’s eyes. Simultaneously, an immense impact struck Tu Wushuang’s chest, followed immediately by a chain-blade.

She resisted the impact but took a direct hit from the chain-blade. The flesh on Tu Wushuang’s left shoulder, connected to the right side of her neck, was ripped open, exposing the bone.

Enduring the pain, she looked up. The chain-blade had passed through a spatial rift in the water and disappeared.

Tu Wushuang broke through the water surface. Blood dripped steadily from her robe into the water, where it was eaten by the fish below.

“What was that thing?”

“Thank goodness for the Map of Chaos.”

Lord Lanshan walked through the mountains with Cangwu on her back. Activating the Map of Chaos had nearly depleted her spiritual energy.

“Senior Sister… run…”

Cangwu’s words were weak and powerless. Her head drooped onto Lord Lanshan’s shoulder, yet even injured like this, she still wanted her Senior Sister to run.

Lord Lanshan sighed and replied, “I’m the Senior Sister. How could I abandon you and run first?”

Relying on that tiny bit of spiritual energy, Lord Lanshan could only walk with Cangwu on her back. She couldn’t even send out a distress signal.

Giant trees reached to the sky all around. Even some patches of grass grew very thick and lush.

As she walked, Lord Lanshan wondered why the Map of Chaos had such a different effect in her hands compared to how it was used by Cangwu in the original book.

In the original book, Cangwu relied on the Map of Chaos to greatly increase her cultivation and battle her way through the Four Seas. Every word implied the Map of Chaos was a killing weapon, yet in her hands, it was used twice at crucial moments for escape.

The last time, the Map of Chaos helped her escape the nightmare space created by the Sea Demon’s Illusion; this time, it directly brought her and Cangwu to an unknown forest.

Lost in thought, Lord Lanshan felt something wiggling on her lower back. She assumed Cangwu had woken up and was fidgeting there, and her expression stiffened. “Cangwu, behave yourself. I’m a bit ticklish.”

She thought saying this would suffice, but the movement became even more enthusiastic.

Lord Lanshan pursed her lips, and her earlobes felt hot.

“Cangwu!” she scolded in a low voice.

“Ah! I’m finally out!” Little Bell squeezed out from the space between Cangwu’s waist and Lord Lanshan’s lower back, floating in mid-air with its little head drooping.

Lord Lanshan saw it was Little Bell and realized she had misunderstood Cangwu.

“It’s you.”

Little Bell looked at her and nodded: “It’s me, it’s me.”

Lord Lanshan continued walking. Little Bell followed her, looked around, and its eyes brightened: “How did we get here!?”

Lord Lanshan asked her: “Do you know where this is?”

“I do. The bank of the Endless River. I grew up here,” Little Bell took a deep breath of air. It was a familiar scent.

Lord Lanshan’s expression turned grim upon hearing this. The bank of the Endless River—didn’t that mean they weren’t far from the river?

What if Tu Wushuang caught up—

As if on cue, a flurry of birds took flight and beasts ran away in the forest. These spirits are the most sensitive; a dangerous movement must be approaching this area to suddenly startle them.

Turning to the local spirit, Lord Lanshan urgently asked: “Is there anywhere nearby to hide?”

Little Bell’s eyes darted around: “Yes!”

Utilizing her last bit of spiritual energy to the extreme, Lord Lanshan carried Cangwu and followed Little Bell to a giant tree.

“Mumu! Mumu!!” Little Bell called out.

Lord Lanshan saw a branch of the giant tree move, followed by a voice: “Little Bell? Oh, you’re back!?”

“Who are these two people…?”

“Mumu, can you let them hide in your trunk? A bad person is trying to kill them.”

“Of course.” Mumu did not hesitate. It noticed the fatigue on Lord Lanshan’s face and extended a branch to lift them up.

Little Bell also bounced up, circling Lord Lanshan, its true form, the bell-shaped grass, faintly visible.

“Bell Grass is best at concealing aura. She definitely won’t be able to find you.”

Lord Lanshan sincerely nodded to her: “Thank you.”

Little Bell smiled.

As they had expected, Tu Wushuang indeed followed them. She stood beneath the tree with her sword. The wound connecting her shoulder and neck was still oozing blood, dripping one drop after another, landing right on the leaves of the bell-shaped grass beneath the Bodhi tree.

The bell-shaped grass leaves stained with blood instantly withered. To prevent harming the roots of the bell-shaped grass, Mumu secretly shifted its branches to cover them.

Tu Wushuang’s eyes flashed. She swung her sword and cut off a branch.

“It turns out to be a Bodhi tree that has become a spirit.”

A Bodhi tree.

Lord Lanshan heard the familiar name from the tree.

“I ask you, have you seen two injured humans? Oh no, one of them has a semi-demon form.”

The Bodhi tree branches trembled, and it said placidly: “No.”

“No?” Tu Wushuang narrowed her eyes. “Their aura disappeared right around here. You say no?”

“…I didn’t see them,” Mumu repeated.

“Clang—”

Tu Wushuang poured spiritual energy into her sword body, and a dark red flame instantly adhered to it.

“Dare to lie to me, and I’ll burn you down.”

The Bodhi tree shook, losing quite a few leaves in fright.

Lord Lanshan could directly feel Mumu’s fear from the tree. Little Bell next to her was so angry her face was red.

These spirits were being kind. Tu Wushuang acted ruthlessly and might really set the mountain on fire. They couldn’t implicate them like this.

Reaching out to push Little Bell toward Cangwu, Lord Lanshan tried to write a message on her palm for Little Bell to see.

Little Bell vigorously shook its head, silently saying, “I can’t read.”

Why do all of them write notes?

Lord Lanshan: “…”

Lord Lanshan had no choice but to point at Cangwu, slowly mouthing the words: “Help me, watch, her.”

Little Bell understood. Just as she was about to ask the next question, the person in front of her suddenly jumped down.

Lord Lanshan had not recovered much spiritual energy. She quickly leaped between the branches using the force of the wind.

She took off her outer robe and used the wind to form it into a human-shaped decoy on her back.

Tu Wushuang, who was beneath the tree, saw her and immediately chased after her without a second thought.