Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 72

“I know, you’re awake.”

Lord Lanshan opened her eyes. Her vision was blurred by a layer of red gauze, causing some discomfort.

Her body felt as if it was being held down and restrained on the bed by countless hands; she couldn’t move. She could only slowly turn her eyes to look around.

It was a very simple room. All the furnishings were made of wood, and there were even residual wood shavings in the corners, as if newly made.

A person stood beside the bed, a stranger with a plain appearance. Her light-colored robe added a sense of aloofness toward strangers to her naturally soft facial features.

“Who are you?” Lord Lanshan asked. Her voice was hoarse and unpleasant, the words she spoke barely recognizable. She herself was stunned upon hearing it.

“My name is Feng Shu.”

Seeing Lord Lanshan’s expression, Feng Shu apologized: “The Feng family has suffered misfortune, and the medical cultivators in the family died at the hands of the Sea Demons. Your injuries are mostly internal, so I could only give you some spiritual replenishment pills.”

“Thank you, Family Head, for saving my life,” Lord Lanshan said, looking at her and asking, “Are we in Qingmu City now?”

Feng Shu’s expression paused, and her smile was a little bitter: “I am no longer the Family Head, and this is not Qingmu City.”

Lord Lanshan didn’t know much about these immortal families’ affairs, but before coming, Song Qingcheng had mentioned that among the three great immortal families, the Feng family only had Feng Shu as the Young Lord, the recognized next Family Head. Now that Feng Shu said she was no longer the Family Head, who else could it be?

Before Lord Lanshan could ask where they were, a low female voice came from outside the room. Soon, another person appeared beside Feng Shu.

The newcomer wore dark green, her long hair casually draped down her back, neither tied nor coiled. Her brows were long and reached her temples, and her eyes were narrow and almond-shaped, upturned at the corners. Her imposing aura was sharp and irresistible, carrying an air of scrutiny as she looked down at Lord Lanshan.

Feng Shu respectfully stepped aside and bowed: “Moth…”

The woman frowned and looked at her sideways.

Feng Shu changed her address: “Family Head.”

Feng Wuchang lightly acknowledged her, then looked at Lord Lanshan: “The Feng family saved your life. How will you repay that debt?”

Lord Lanshan’s lips moved. She countered: “How does the Family Head wish me to repay the debt?”

For the head of an immortal family to speak so directly meant she had already decided what she wanted to gain from her.

Feng Wuchang narrowed her eyes: “The Map of Chaos.”

“Family Head…” Feng Shu frowned and took a step forward.

Feng Wuchang raised her hand and struck her without mercy. Feng Shu was thrown against the wall, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

“Get out.”

Feng Shu lowered her eyelids, her clenched hand weakly relaxing. She bowed again: “Yes.”

The door closed with a sound. Feng Wuchang rested her hand on her arm and waited for Lord Lanshan’s reply.

Lord Lanshan hesitated for two seconds, then agreed: “Alright.”

Feng Wuchang suddenly burst into laughter, but the laughter didn’t make her look any softer; instead, it was somewhat chilling.

Judging from Feng Shu’s interrupted words just now, they were mother and daughter. Aside from both having the surname Feng, they shared no other resemblance.

“It is well known across the Four Seas that the Divine Instrument Fuxi Qin and the Eastern Emperor Bell have appeared, but few recognize the Map of Chaos. You agreed so quickly, why?” Feng Wuchang asked.

Lord Lanshan’s face was pale from weakness. Hearing the question, she showed a faint smile: “Why else? Of course, it’s to stay alive. No matter how powerful or precious it is, it’s not as important as my own life.”

Feng Wuchang nodded, casually pointing a finger. A puppet appeared out of thin air, bringing her a wooden chair.

“But you chose to lead Tu Wushuang away alone when your spiritual energy was depleted. You clearly knew your cultivation realm was inferior to hers. From this perspective, you don’t seem like someone who values her life,” Feng Wuchang sat down casually, lifting one leg to rest on the other, her left hand supporting her chin as she looked at the person on the bed. “You are lying to me.”

Lord Lanshan felt the hands that had been pressing down on her limbs instantly vanish, but she still didn’t have much spiritual energy in her body. She slowly sat up, knowing that the Family Head in front of her was responsible for the action, and waited for the other party to continue.

“Your temperament is more stable than those young people, but in the face of absolute strength, these are useless. Just as you are afraid I will directly seize the Map of Chaos, I also have to consider Yang Valley and Qingyun Academy.”

Feng Wuchang chuckled: “Don’t worry, I won’t kill you for the map.”

Despite her words, Lord Lanshan did not trust her.

“What do you want the Map of Chaos for?”

A fierce look flashed in Feng Wuchang’s eyes. The hand resting on her knee suddenly clenched, the tendons on the back of her hand prominently bulging.

“Naturally, for revenge. How dare Liu Wuxin collude with the Sea Demons to attack the Feng family? How can I tolerate that?”

The Feng family, having been attacked, was no longer a match for the Liu family, especially with the Sea Demons assisting the opponent. Therefore, the Feng Family Head wanted to use the power of the Map of Chaos to ‘repay’ the Liu family.

The Feng Family Head said she wouldn’t seize the map, but Lord Lanshan would never hand over the Map of Chaos either. Then—

“I want you to use the Map of Chaos to help me destroy the Liu family,” Feng Wuchang said without room for negotiation.

Lord Lanshan slowly furrowed her brow, feeling that the other party was speaking nonsense.

She? Destroy the Liu family?

It was simply a pipe dream. Even if she didn’t fully understand the Liu family, she knew the strength of a top immortal family. Not to mention the Family Head Liu Banxin, the Liu family had at least three Elders in the Grand Void Realm, and its disciples in the Bright Soul Realm were comparable to some entire sects.

“Is the Family Head joking?” Lord Lanshan restrained herself from looking at the other party as if she were insane, her voice calm. “I only recently broke through to the Bright Soul Realm. Even with the Map of Chaos, I cannot achieve such a feat.”

Feng Wuchang raised an eyebrow: “Is that so? To be able to kill Tu Wushuang in one move, leaving not even a wisp of her soul, and you claim to be only in the Bright Soul Realm?”

“That Tu Wushuang used a pair of monster eyes to cultivate the Concealment of Blood Technique, which allowed her cultivation to briefly reach the Perfection stage of the Grand Void Realm. Under the Endless River, facing such an opponent, you managed to kill her. Do you think I would believe you?”

Lord Lanshan was stunned. She slowly processed the other party’s words.

She killed Tu Wushuang herself?

Lord Lanshan looked down at her hands in disbelief. The red in her vision seemed to deepen a little; her hands were covered in fresh blood.

“I’ve made myself clear enough. If you are unwilling, don’t blame me for bullying a junior.”

Feng Wuchang finished speaking, rose, and left, leaving the puppet behind.

“Watch her.”

Lord Lanshan still couldn’t believe her words. She had originally thought that someone from the Feng family had rescued her from Tu Wushuang’s grasp.

While she was in a daze, the puppet nearby kept observing the changes in her expression, recording even the slow movement of her pupils.

It recorded it, then attempted to mimic her expression.

Calming her emotions, Lord Lanshan slowly walked toward the door. Her fingers weakly rested on it, but she lacked the strength even to pull the door open.

The puppet, seeing this, stepped forward to help her open the door.

Lord Lanshan glanced at it: “Thank you.”

The puppet stared at her mouth shape and repeated the phrase.

Lord Lanshan frowned, feeling something strange about the puppet’s actions: “What did you say?”

The puppet stopped moving, retreated to the side, and lowered its head.

Lord Lanshan ignored it, somewhat surprised that there was no guard outside.

Stepping out of the room, Lord Lanshan first noticed the orderly rows of light on the ground, flickering constantly, like reflections on water.

Sensing that something was amiss, Lord Lanshan slowly raised her eyes to look up. Above them, it was as if a transparent water screen separated them. She could see fish and shrimp swimming on the other side of the screen.

She… she was underwater!?

But how could a person survive underwater?

“The Family Head used the Bell Grass spirits to conceal our aura,” Feng Shu walked over and handed Lord Lanshan a bottle of spiritual replenishment pills.

Lord Lanshan accepted it but did not take any. She asked confusedly: “What do you mean?”

Feng Shu then gave her a bell fruit: “This was found on your person.”

Lord Lanshan held the bell fruit and looked up. Her eyes slowly widened. This time, she saw the puppets straining to hold up the water screen above them. Each puppet was attached to a spirit.

“They…” Lord Lanshan had unfinished words.

Feng Shu looked up, her eyes filled with sadness: “They were all tricked here by the Family Head.”

“Ever since the Feng family established Qingmu City, many spirits have been drawn here by our reputation. They didn’t ask for any rare treasures; they only wanted us to help them create a puppet body, no matter the size,” a faint smile appeared on Feng Shu’s face as she spoke of the spirits. “At that time, I was still the Young Lord. I often encountered spirits who secretly snuck into the city. I told them about the city, and they told me small secrets about other spirits.”

The light in Feng Shu’s eyes slowly faded: “I thought I made puppet bodies for them, and they would happily return to show their friends, but I never imagined that they would never be able to leave Qingmu City again. The puppets became their cages.”

“The Family Head locked them up, wanting to control them for the Feng family’s use. The Family Head has always wanted to annex the Liu family and the Jin family. These spirits were her means to do so.”

Lord Lanshan noticed the struggle in her eyes and asked, “But I heard that the previous Family Head of the Feng family was you?”

“Yes,” Feng Shu suddenly lost all strength, looking utterly defeated. “I rebelled and seized the position while my Mother… while the Family Head was in secluded cultivation.”

At that time, Feng Shu was the successor recognized by Feng Wuchang. Feng Shu was talented and capable, filled with youthful ambition. She felt her Mother shouldn’t have done what she did. Since she would eventually be the Family Head, it was better to be sooner.

She instantly allied with the Feng family’s best puppeteers, bribing or threatening half of the Feng family members into silence. Feng Shu became the youngest Family Head of the Feng family.

The first thing Feng Shu did upon becoming the Family Head was release the imprisoned spirits.

The second thing was to remove Feng Sheng’s name from the family register and send her to Qingyun Academy.

Afterward, Feng Shu handled the Feng family’s affairs, learning from her Mother’s methods, and indeed, she had the appearance of a family head, at least until the incident occurred.

Until three days ago—

The Liu family, colluding with the Sea Demons, attacked Qingmu City. The Feng family instantly descended into chaos, forced to activate their barrier for self-preservation. Feng Shu panicked. She anxiously and shamefully went to find Feng Wuchang.

At that moment, Feng Wuchang’s secluded cultivation was not yet over, yet she removed the barrier the moment Feng Shu knelt before the door.

Feng Wuchang smiled at her: “Why does the Family Head kneel to me?”

Feng Shu realized then that everything she had done had been observed. Feng Wuchang simply wanted to see how far she would go.

“It was my reckless and willful mistake. I submit to Mother’s judgment. Please, Mother, save the Feng family!”

“You still know to prioritize the Feng family.”

Feng Wuchang, right in front of Feng Shu, summoned back all the spirits she had released. And at that moment, the Feng family disciples Feng Shu had taken as her confidants knelt before the Family Head.

They knelt before Feng Wuchang.

Everything Feng Shu had done from beginning to end seemed like a joke. They had merely watched her antics.

The threat was more than just the Liu family; Tu Wushuang and a Sea Demon who was nearly in the Immortal Realm of Returning to the Ruins were also present.

Feng Wuchang led the entire Feng family beneath the Endless River, opening up an underwater space, and escaped disaster by utilizing the Bell Grass’s ability to conceal their aura.

“Am I ridiculous?” Feng Shu took a deep breath, tears in her eyes as she looked at Lord Lanshan.

Lord Lanshan did not know what to say. She could only look at the spirits holding up the water screen. This glance caused her entire being to freeze.

On the other side of the water screen was Cangwu.

In a fleeting moment, their eyes met through the water screen. Lord Lanshan saw Cangwu, but Cangwu was looking at the sediment-covered riverbed.

“Cangwu.”

Lord Lanshan attempted to channel spiritual energy. A dull pain suddenly gripped her chest, and a mouthful of fresh blood spurted out.

Feng Shu quickly supported her: “Your spiritual energy is depleted. You cannot channel it.”

“Then send me out,” Lord Lanshan gripped Feng Shu’s wrist tightly, hoping she would nod in agreement.

Feng Shu lowered her eyes, looking distressed: “I apologize.”

Behind the two, the puppet, which had been observing Lord Lanshan, also saw Cangwu outside the water screen. Its originally indistinct facial features began to clear up, eventually growing a face identical to Lord Lanshan’s.

It looked at Cangwu, its eyes curving downward, and it smiled gently.