Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 82.2

A quick glance sideways showed Cang Wu resting her head on the table, staring at her unblinkingly.

“Elder Sister, are you done writing?”

Lan Shan Jun nodded, smiling as she pulled a piece of paper from under Cang Wu’s hand. Several Mind-Purifying runes were messy and crooked. The two characters for ‘Cang Wu’ were barely legible, but ‘Lan Shan Jun’ was written quite neatly.

The smile in her eyes deepened unconsciously. Lan Shan Jun didn’t say anything more, simply collecting the chaotic paper and placing it with the neatly copied Mind-Purifying Incantations before putting them away.

Cang Wu sat up straight, watching the woman’s figure move back and forth in the room with anticipation.

Once Lan Shan Jun finished tidying up, she looked at Cang Wu’s expression and raised an eyebrow: “What are you waiting for?”

Cang Wu remembered what happened during the day: “Elder Sister, aren’t your meridians blocked? I’ll help Elder Sister.”

Lan Shan Jun paused, then heat rushed up her neck, her voice dropping: “N-No need. It’s not that serious.”

Cang Wu was displeased upon hearing this. She said earnestly: “How can it not be serious? Blocked meridians seriously affect cultivation. If we don’t fix it quickly, what if your cultivation regresses?”

Lan Shan Jun: “…”

It’s fine. The book is in my hand. Cang Wu won’t try to snatch it. I’ll just find some random excuse to fool her.

Just as she was comforting herself, a knock suddenly sounded at the door—

Ling Guang: “Cang Wu, is Lan Shan feeling better? If you two don’t understand, I have a more detailed scroll here, with annotations.”

Lan Shan Jun’s expression fractured. Annotations? There are annotations for this too?

“Wait—”

Cang Wu had already opened the door, taken the detailed version of the Dual Cultivation scroll from Ling Guang, and smilingly sent Ling Guang away.

Closing the door, Cang Wu saw her Elder Sister, from whom faint heat was visibly rising. She asked confusedly: “Elder Sister, are you very hot?”

Lan Shan Jun took two steps forward, wanting to grab the book from her hand, and inadvertently glimpsed the contents inside.

Two people, one diagram, with words beside it.

“Dual Cultivators must have comparable cultivation levels, connect their Sea of Consciousness, open their meridians, and circulate their spiritual energy together in the Grand Cycle.”

Hmm?

It’s not lewd?

Lan Shan Jun’s hand, gripping the scroll, froze. Her eyes were glued to the text. Seeing her lost in reading, Cang Wu moved the scroll closer to her.

“Dual Cultivation is this?” Lan Shan Jun muttered a rhetorical question.

Cang Wu heard a hint of disappointment in her voice and asked: “Does Elder Sister know of another method of Dual Cultivation?”

Lan Shan Jun gasped and shook her head.

No, she didn’t know.

So it was legitimate Dual Cultivation. She had misunderstood Ling Guang.

Cang Wu quickly read the scroll from beginning to end, full of confidence: “Elder Sister, I understand now. Let’s start.”

Lan Shan Jun sighed inwardly. She had to take responsibility for her words. Although her meridians weren’t actually blocked, given Cang Wu’s current state, she definitely needed to ‘clear’ them for her today.

But her Sea of Consciousness…

It’s not very convenient.

Not only was there a person inside, but there was also an egg.

Lan Shan Jun’s expression was conflicted. She glanced over and saw that a certain person had already climbed onto the bed, sitting cross-legged and ready.

“…”

“Elder Sister, come on,” Cang Wu looked especially excited and expectant.

Maintaining the composure an Elder Sister should have, Lan Shan Jun took the Dual Cultivation scroll: “Let me look first.”

The small scroll was finished in a few glances. Lan Shan Jun’s expression softened.

Oh~ It only involves connecting the Sea of Consciousness and circulating spiritual energy. The other party is not allowed to enter the Sea of Consciousness.

I understand, I understand.

With no more worries, Lan Shan Jun sat down opposite Cang Wu. The two joined their palms as described in the scroll, fingers interlaced, tips gently resting on the meridian connection points.

Lan Shan Jun finally understood why Dual Cultivation must be done with someone one trusts deeply. The Sea of Consciousness, the meridians—this was presenting all one’s vulnerabilities to the other person. If one person harbored malicious intent, it would be a complete tragedy.

Although a Wind Spiritual Root was slowly growing in Lan Shan Jun’s body, her body’s original element was Water, and among Cang Wu’s three spiritual roots, the Wood Spiritual Root was fundamental. Water feeds Wood, making them an extremely suitable pair.

As Cang Wu’s spiritual energy slowly entered Lan Shan Jun’s meridians, she felt the gentle vitality of that energy, like a young sprout poking its head out. After being caressed by the water-elemental spiritual energy, it slowly took root and grew in her meridians.

It was a miraculous feeling. Her tense body and mind slowly relaxed, allowing the vibrant spiritual energy to enter her body.

Perhaps her meridians truly were slightly blocked.

The cultivating energies began to interweave, and the two slowly became enveloped in a thin mist.

Lan Shan Jun felt as if she had entered a void, surrounded entirely by Cang Wu’s aura—it was very intimate.

She tried to open her eyes but saw nothing. Or perhaps, she didn’t have eyes.

Yes, in her current state, she had no eyes. She could only rely on perception to feel everything around her.

Not just eyes, but no hands or feet either. She seemed to be only consciousness existing in this space.

Lan Shan Jun floated aimlessly, suddenly brushing against something. The moment they touched, a genuine, tingling sensation rushed to her brain, nearly making her gasp aloud.

“Elder Sister?”

It was Cang Wu’s voice.

Having no mouth, Lan Shan Jun tried to communicate with thought: “Where is this?”

She hadn’t expected this to actually work. Cang Wu heard her and replied: “In my Sea of Consciousness.”

The Sea of Consciousness. She was in Cang Wu’s Sea of Consciousness.

Although the Seas of Consciousness were interconnected, one was not permitted to enter without permission. She hadn’t intended to enter Cang Wu’s Sea of Consciousness. Instead, Cang Wu’s Sea of Consciousness was completely open to her, and she had unconsciously entered it, guided by the interweaving spiritual energy.

Realizing the intrusiveness of her action, Lan Shan Jun attempted to withdraw from Cang Wu’s Sea of Consciousness with a hint of apology.

Cang Wu stepped forward to keep her there.

The two balls of spiritual consciousness collided unexpectedly. The blue and white colors became intertwined, each one containing the other.

Lan Shan Jun groaned. An indescribable sensation of stimulation (ecstasy) washed over her, seemingly reaching the depths of her soul.

A faint gasp emerged from her spiritual consciousness, yet it was Cang Wu’s voice.

“Elder Sister, why is this happening?” Cang Wu’s voice was filled with confusion and incomprehension.

Lan Shan Jun secretly gritted her teeth.

“Don’t move. I’ll do it.”

She was afraid Cang Wu would act carelessly. That last moment had been an unbearable taste of bliss.

“Okay.” Cang Wu really didn’t move again.

Lan Shan Jun endured the tingling sensation, slowly drawing herself out. When the last bit of spiritual consciousness separated, Lan Shan Jun actually sensed a hint of reluctance and attachment from it.

“All right, that’s enough,” Lan Shan Jun said hurriedly, forcibly retracting her spiritual consciousness.

The moment she opened her eyes, Lan Shan Jun’s eyes were misty, and her fingertips were trembling.

Cang Wu, opposite her, had directly revealed her demon form. Her vertical pupils were tinged with lust, and her dragon scales and horns glowed with a faint cyan light.

“How does Elder Sister feel?” Cang Wu asked, licking her slightly dry lips with her tongue, unconsciously swallowing.

Lan Shan Jun took in her actions. Her gaze awkwardly avoided Cang Wu’s: “I’m fine.”

There was nothing wrong to begin with.

Cang Wu took two deep breaths to calm herself. She hadn’t expected her demon form to remain. She reached up to touch her horns and eyes.

“Elder Sister.”

Lan Shan Jun looked over. Seeing her current appearance and the helplessness in her eyes, she suddenly found her somewhat cute, and a smile unconsciously appeared on her face.

Her fear of scaled creatures seemed to vanish. Lan Shan Jun reached out to touch the soft, thin scales near the corner of Cang Wu’s eye. Far from being afraid, she even found these scales, and their owner, somewhat endearing.

Cang Wu let herself be touched quietly, perfectly obedient, her eyes slowly following the sparkle in the woman’s eyes.

Elder Sister is looking at her scales, looking at her eyebrows, looking at her horns…

Touched on her horn as she had hoped, Cang Wu narrowed her eyes.

Lan Shan Jun watched the smiling Cang Wu tilt her head and offer her horn, actively pushing it into her hand.

Do dragons enjoy having their horns touched this much? Like a kitten enjoys having its chin scratched?

Lan Shan Jun indulged Cang Wu, stroking it casually.

She never thought she would one day be able to keep a dragon by her side.

“Cang Wu, what does your true form look like?” Lan Shan Jun suddenly became curious.

Just thinking about it, Lan Shan Jun couldn’t envision the appearance of a dragon. Often, she couldn’t help but associate it with the flood dragons she had seen before, always feeling they weren’t very attractive and were similar to snakes. A true dragon surely wasn’t like that.

Cang Wu opened her eyes, looking a little troubled. She still had a restriction on her body and couldn’t transform.

Lan Shan Jun thought she was shy. She promised softly: “Elder Sister won’t dislike you.”

“I can’t transform into my true form for Elder Sister to see right now,” Cang Wu said, exposing her demon form to the maximum extent—which was slightly more than what Lan Shan Jun had just seen, with more scales extending down her neck.

“Dean Xuan placed a restriction on me. When I can break this restriction, I can transform into my true form.”

Lan Shan Jun’s eyes asked for an explanation.

Why?

Cang Wu truly felt embarrassed this time. How could she say that this restriction was actually helping to suppress her heat cycle?

A majestic Azure Dragon bloodline, yet unable to even manage its own heat cycle.

This cannot be said.

“Then sculpt one for me to see,” Lan Shan Jun compromised, reaching out and pulling a cloud from the side.

Cang Wu held the cloud, her fingers quickly molding the dragon shape.

The cloud was stained a pale cyan by Cang Wu’s spiritual energy. Soon, a palm-sized Azure Dragon was sculpted.

It had horns, claws, and its tail wasn’t just a straight line. Connecting from the dragon horns on its head to the tail end were beautiful, flowing whiskers.

This horn…

Lan Shan Jun looked at the magnificent and majestic horn of the cloud dragon, then glanced at the still round, little horn on Cang Wu’s forehead.

Can these possibly be the same horn?