Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 84

The weather gradually turned cold. A patch of woods beneath the Azure Cloud Academy transformed from dark green to golden yellow and fiery red. The autumn wind gently blew, scattering fallen leaves.

Sunlight filtered through the thin clouds, casting dappled shadows across the woods. In the distance, Kunlun Ruins was already tinged with pale silver by the autumn frost, exuding an ancient, silent aura amidst the autumn scenery.

A woman walked along the forest path. Her amber-like clear, light eyes were tinted with the colors of the surrounding fiery maple leaves. The corners of her lips held a slight upward curve, and her features were soft and gentle—a face that instantly inspired closeness.

As the woman walked, a clear breeze lifted her headband and the hem of her robes. A pure scent of clear lotus lingered along the path.

Leaving the boundary of the Azure Cloud Academy, Lan Shan Jun lightly tapped her toe and ascended, riding the wind, heading in the direction indicated by Elder Xue.

The Four Seas had not been peaceful recently. Sea Demons frequently caused chaos. They did not dare easily provoke the Four Halls and the various immortal sects, so they turned their attention to remote areas—towns and cities far from the protection of the immortal sects, mostly gathering places for rogue cultivators.

Rogue cultivators are undisciplined, belonging neither to the Four Halls nor the immortal sects. They act independently and do not involve themselves in rights and wrongs. Conversely, if something happens to rogue cultivators, the immortal sects will not offer aid.

Students of the Azure Cloud Academy mostly deal with rogue cultivators and Sea Demons during their external trials.

This time, Elder Xue assigned a task to each of them. The locations were different but mostly centered around small cities and towns near the Academy.

However, who in the Four Seas didn’t know that there was a True Immortal in the Azure Cloud Academy? No matter how reckless the Sea Demons were, they wouldn’t court death willingly. The minor tasks, ostensibly for eliminating Sea Demons, were likely small assessments given by the Elder.

Lan Shan Jun was assigned to Tianhe Town, located at the base of the Heaven-Reaching Cliff. A waterfall plunged down from a height of thousands of meters. Looking up from below, it resembled a path to the heavens.

Arriving at Tianhe Town, Lan Shan Jun landed in front of the town. With every breath, she was moisturized by water vapor. It was a place of beautiful scenery and waters.

She stepped into the town. The jade token at her waist gently swayed, and the pale cyan silk tassel hung smoothly and securely, hidden amidst her robe of the same color.

Tianhe Town was small, consisting of only three main streets, but it was bustling with human activity. Lan Shan Jun could even see hot, handmade steamed buns. Spiritual energy was abundant here, yet the townspeople were not obsessed with cultivation. Instead, they were very seriously living their lives.

A sense of affinity arose in Lan Shan Jun’s heart.

She walked to the steamed bun stall and sat down. The owner enthusiastically brought her two freshly steamed large white buns, smiling as she looked at her: “You must be a student from the Azure Cloud Academy, right? Here to eliminate demons?”

Lan Shan Jun noticed the familiarity in her tone and movements, as if she had already hosted many young students here to eliminate demons.

Holding the hot bun, Lan Shan Jun nodded, following her lead: “Sister, can you tell me about the Sea Demon that appeared in town?”

The word “Sister” made the owner beam with delight. Her gaze toward Lan Shan Jun became even more fervent, wishing she could take her home for a meal.

“Miss is so graceful and sweet-mouthed. What is your name?”

Lan Shan Jun’s eyes curved in a smile: “My surname is Lan Shan, and my given name is Jun.”

The owner’s eyes also curved with a smile, nodding repeatedly: “Lan Shan Jun, a good name, a good name.”

Then, her gaze shifted to the bun in Lan Shan Jun’s hand. The owner suddenly reached out and took it back, casually tossing it back into the steamer. Seeing Lan Shan Jun’s astonished look, she explained: “This bun isn’t fresh. I’ll make you a new one.”

Lan Shan Jun silently rubbed her fingertips, which still felt the bun’s scalding heat.

If she hadn’t been mistaken, the bun seemed to have been freshly steamed, as fresh as could be.

Lan Shan Jun observed the people coming and going in the town. Although there were cultivators, their cultivation realms were not high, and very few could even open their spiritual awareness.

Could a town like this truly remain so calm if a Sea Demon came? Lan Shan was once again certain that this was an assessment. As for what was being tested, she didn’t know yet.

“Sister, please tell me about the Sea Demon.”

“Alright.”

According to the steamed bun stall owner, the woman arrived in Tianhe Town three days ago. Initially, no one realized she was a Sea Demon; they just thought she was an outsider who wandered into town. She was taken in by Tan Zhen, who used to be a disciple of Yanggu. Tan Zhen developed a problem from sword cultivation and could no longer wield a sword. Disheartened, he settled in Tianhe Town and was considered the person with the highest cultivation here.

But on the third day after Tan Zhen took the woman in, he suddenly suffered a demonic breakdown, which immediately revealed the Sea Demon’s disguise. He chased the Sea Demon all the way to the Tianhe Waterfall and fell in with her.

Hearing that Tan Zhen was a former Yanggu disciple, Lan Shan Jun felt a good impression of the person, even without having met him yet.

“It’s been three days. Haven’t they found anyone?” Lan Shan Jun asked.

The owner sighed, shaking her head: “There’s a Great Demon in the Tianhe Waterfall. No one dares to go down and retrieve them.”

Lan Shan Jun understood. They were waiting for her to go into the water to save people.

Having received the mission, Lan Shan Jun prepared to go check out the Tianhe Waterfall.

Seeing this, the owner ignored the buns and offered to lead the way for Lan Shan Jun.

The Tianhe Waterfall was visible from ten miles away. Lan Shan Jun saw the waterfall cascading down behind the owner and did not refuse her.

The longest street in town led directly to the Tianhe Waterfall. The owner spoke incessantly along the way. Lan Shan Jun also learned her name, Jiu Ying (Nine Infants), from her.

Lan Shan Jun found the name strangely familiar.

Arriving at the Tianhe Waterfall, Lan Shan Jun’s eyes showed shock. The Heaven-Reaching Waterway was truly deserving of its name. Amidst the mist, a silvery-white path seemed to rise from the earth, straight up to the Ninth Heaven.

Jiu Ying smiled at Lan Shan Jun’s expression. She spoke softly, in a coaxing manner: “The beauty of Tianhe is unparalleled. Lan Shan, why not stay and enjoy the view?”

Lan Shan Jun was about to nod in agreement when her mind suddenly cleared. She blinked, looking at Jiu Ying. The woman’s face slowly changed, shedding the vitality of a human, becoming seductive and chillingly damp. She was no longer the enthusiastic steamed bun stall owner from the town.

“You…”

Only a gasp of air escaped. Lan Shan Jun’s body went weak, and she tumbled backward.

“Plop—!”

Jiu Ying’s smile did not diminish. Her red lips parted slightly: “The first one.”

One incense stick later—

“You must be a student from the Azure Cloud Academy, right? Here to eliminate demons?”

Xiao Jiu saw the kind-faced owner hand her a hot steamed bun and nodded gratefully: “Yes, is this for me to eat?”

Jiu Ying smiled and nodded.

Xiao Jiu ate the bun in big mouthfuls, squinting her eyes in contentment.

It was so sweet and fragrant.

Jiu Ying twitched the corner of her mouth, already preparing the next batch of buns.

Another incense stick later—

Ling Guang stood in front of Tianhe Town, confirming she hadn’t taken the wrong path, and also arrived at the steamed bun stall.

Jiu Ying: “You must be a student from the Azure Cloud Academy, right? Here to eliminate demons?”

Ling Guang nodded, looking at the bun being offered, but she didn’t take it.

Jiu Ying waited for her to speak or make a move.

“Do you have any with filling?”

“…Yes.”

“Plop—!”

“The third one.”

The students of this Academy generation are no good. Why are they all such gluttons?

A shadow fell over her head. Jiu Ying was about to open her mouth to say the usual phrase, when she suddenly heard the newcomer softly muttering, as if to herself: “Did Elder Sister come here?”

Jiu Ying looked up in confusion, meeting a pair of cold, dark eyes.

Cang Wu looked at the owner with a poor mood and asked: “Have you seen my Elder Sister?”

Elder Xue had said that everyone’s location for this demon elimination task was different, yet why could she sense her Elder Sister’s aura all the way here?

Jiu Ying was somewhat surprised.

Seeing the owner didn’t answer, Cang Wu turned to leave: “She’s mute.”

Jiu Ying: “…”

Just as Cang Wu’s figure disappeared down one street, another person arrived in town.

Jiu Ying adjusted her emotions, ready to speak, but the cold-faced sword cultivator didn’t even glance at her and walked directly into the town.

It wasn’t until sunset that Tianhe Town quieted down, with no more arrivals. Jiu Ying exchanged a look with Elder Xue outside the town, and the barrier fell.

Turning around, Jiu Ying let out an evil, strange laugh: “Hehehe.”

Under the Tianhe Waterfall, aside from Lan Shan Jun, Xiao Jiu, and Ling Guang, who were the first, Zhao Chen and Mo Huaizheng were also there.

In the town were Cang Wu, Xie Qingshuang, Ming Yu, Song Qingcheng, Mu Fu’an, and Ye Nanyi.

Cang Wu walked down the longest street. Following the street to the end, she stared at the Tianhe Waterfall before her, her body itching to move.

Her Elder Sister’s aura disappeared right here.

The water of the Tianhe was clear, allowing one to see the bottom. But with such a large volume of water cascading down from the Tianhe Waterfall, how could it only be this small? Either there was a space below, or everything she saw was an illusion.

Using her finger as a sword, Cang Wu raised her hand and swung it. A sword qi condensed from spiritual energy slashed toward the Tianhe Waterfall.

The Tianhe remained motionless. Instead, Cang Wu was drenched in cold water.

A light laugh sounded. Cang Wu’s face turned dark, and she turned her head to the side, saying coldly: “You’re not mute.”

The person behind her was clearly the steamed bun stall owner from the town during the day.

Jiu Ying looked at her empty hand and asked curiously: “You’re a sword cultivator. Where is your sword?”

Mentioning her sword made Cang Wu’s face turn even uglier.

Jiu Ying’s eyes curved with a smile, the arc of her lips just right. She took out two swords and presented them to Cang Wu: “Divine Martial Azure Cloud, Divine Martial Stepping Cloud. Both are very suitable for you.”

Divine Martial grade magical swords, coveted by countless sword cultivators.

Cang Wu stared directly into Jiu Ying’s eyes, her gaze becoming colder and colder. Then, she suddenly forced a cold smile and said chillingly: “Are you imitating her?”

Jiu Ying’s expression stiffened. She could tell that too?

She had only adopted some of Lan Shan Jun’s gentle smiling mannerisms toward people, hoping to subtly close the distance with the little Azure Dragon. Why did her reaction suggest she had touched her inverse scale?

Does she have a feud with Lan Shan Jun?

An unguarded palm strike attacked. Jiu Ying dodged with a ghostly swiftness.

Cang Wu pursued relentlessly. This person must have seen her Elder Sister.

Chasing her into Tianhe Town, Jiu Ying’s aura suddenly vanished. Cang Wu couldn’t find her at all. The streets were empty at night.

A cool breeze swept past, bringing a tangible murderous intent.

Cang Wu sneered: “Are you finally ready to make a move?”

Moonlight poured down, illuminating the sides of the street. The two figures pressed close on the balcony of the building had nowhere to hide. Naturally, they had no intention of hiding either.

“This is not appropriate here,” Ming Yu reminded softly.

Although Tianhe Town was not within the Azure Cloud Academy’s boundary, Elder Xue could definitely observe the situation here. Whether this was demon elimination or a test was clear.

Xie Qingshuang lowered her eyes, gazing coldly at the person below, and replied softly: “I know.”

She wouldn’t lose her rationality.

Turning around, she returned to the building. The person on the street also quickly departed.

The night quickly passed. Cang Wu searched the town all night but couldn’t find Jiu Ying. As dawn broke, she returned to the steamed bun stall at the entrance of Tianhe Town. A figure was busy there.

Cang Wu quickly walked over, coldly demanding: “I found you…”

The rest of her words caught in her throat. Cang Wu stared blankly at the steamed bun stall owner.

It wasn’t Jiu Ying. It was a kind-faced old woman, her hands dusted with flour. Seeing Cang Wu, she smiled wider: “A’Wu, you’re up so early today?”

A’Wu?

Cang Wu was confused. Was she calling her?

She suspected the old woman was Jiu Ying in disguise, and her temper flared even more.

Her Elder Sister had never called her ‘A’Wu’!

Just as she raised her hand to strike, a familiar female voice came from behind: “A’Wu, hurry back. Don’t interrupt Grandma.”

Cang Wu’s heart trembled, and she turned around. Her Elder Sister was standing at the back door of the small courtyard nearby, waving at her.

“Elder Sister…”

The old woman smiled: “A’Wu, your sister is calling you.”

Walking over dazedly, a hand gently rubbed her head: “Be obedient.”

Cang Wu stared at the woman’s face, then suddenly reached out, seized her wrist, fiercely shoved her into the courtyard, and pinned her against the wall.

“Who are you?”

Fierce eyes, an aggressive posture—this was a side of Cang Wu that Lan Shan Jun had never seen. Her heart hammered like a drum. She gently struggled.

“Cang Wu, you’re hurting me.”

Cang Wu paused slightly, asking uncertainly: “Elder Sister…?”

Lan Shan Jun nodded, but the person in front of her still didn’t believe it. She said fiercely: “My Elder Sister would never call me ‘A’Wu’.”

Lan Shan Jun felt helpless. She had only called her that because she heard the old woman at the door say it. Could this really be the reason?

“Then how can you believe that I am truly your Elder Sister?” Lan Shan Jun gave the decision-making power to Cang Wu.

Cang Wu’s eyes shifted slightly. The hand gripping the woman’s wrist unconsciously began to slowly rub it. She said softly: “It’s actually very simple.”

Lan Shan Jun’s voice rose at the end: “Mhm?”

The view before her darkened. Their breaths instantly closed the distance. Lan Shan Jun’s heart skipped a beat, and she momentarily forgot how to react.

Just as their lips were about to touch, Cang Wu stopped, chuckling softly with a mix of confusion and delight: “Shouldn’t Elder Sister push me away?”

Heat rushed upward. Lan Shan Jun abruptly reached out and pushed her away, glaring at her with a flush of embarrassed anger.

Well done. She recognized she was the real one long ago, yet she was putting on an act and teasing her.

Seeing the anger in the woman’s eyes, Cang Wu didn’t dare to joke anymore. She tentatively reached out to pull the woman’s hand, saying softly: “Elder Sister, I was wrong.”

Lan Shan Jun slapped his hand away. She walked with a cold face to the stone table in the courtyard and sat down.

Cang Wu followed remorsefully. She didn’t dare to sit, so she crouched beside the woman, holding her hand and shaking it while looking at her with imploring eyes.

Lan Shan Jun was not just angry; she was more embarrassed. The momentary expectation she felt when she didn’t push Cang Wu away had been so obvious.

She had expected Cang Wu to just kiss her.

Not daring to think further, Lan Shan Jun pressed her lips together and closed her eyes.

Cang Wu, who had been constantly observing her Elder Sister, moved two fingers to slowly creep up onto the woman’s knee, seizing her fingertips to rub and knead them: “Elder Sister…”

Lan Shan Jun pulled her fingers back.

Cang Wu chased after them.

She kept dodging, and Cang Wu kept chasing.

Finally, getting an inch and taking a mile, she plunged directly into the woman’s arms. Cang Wu held the woman’s waist and wouldn’t let go, rubbing her head against her: “Elder Sister, Elder Sister is the best. I didn’t mean it. I won’t do it again.”

Lan Shan Jun’s anger completely subsided after being bothered for a while. She retrieved the moving head from her embrace, and pinched both cheeks as a form of punishment.

Knowing that her Elder Sister’s anger was gone, Cang Wu laughed and proactively offered her head to be pinched.

After pinching for a while, Lan Shan Jun pushed her away: “Sit properly.”

Cang Wu didn’t dare to cause trouble anymore and sat down honestly beside her.

“The place Elder Xue assigned you was also Tianhe Town?” Lan Shan Jun asked.

Cang Wu nodded, adding with slight annoyance: “I also saw Xie Qingshuang and Ming Yu.”

Lan Shan Jun’s eyes suddenly looked at Cang Wu with tension.

Cang Wu thought her Elder Sister was worried she had caused trouble, and mumbled: “I didn’t hit them.”

Lan Shan Jun, however, was relieved for Cang Wu’s sake. Facing the two female leads—Ming Yu’s background was unclear and she was ruthless, and Senior Sister Xie was reborn. If they were to attack Cang Wu…

Lan Shan Jun didn’t dare to imagine.

She reached out and grasped Cang Wu’s hand. The chain weapon suddenly moved, one end looping around her own wrist, and the other end looping around Cang Wu’s neck.

Cang Wu looked up in astonishment: “Elder Sister…?”

What does this mean?

Lan Shan Jun’s breathing hitched: “…”

She had indeed been thinking about how to tie Cang Wu to her side just now, but not like this…

The delicate, beautiful gold and silver chain loosely encircled the fair, slender neck. With just a slight hook of her hand, the other party would lower their head and come towards her.

This…

Thinking about it, Lan Shan Jun felt a little hot.

She wasn’t that kind of person.

Feeling guilty, she retracted the chain weapon that had acted on its own accord. Lan Shan Jun felt it was extremely hot to the touch, and she clenched it tightly, preventing it from moving.

“It’s daytime now. Let’s go out and take a look.”

Tianhe Town was much livelier than yesterday. People were coming and going on the streets, and the atmosphere was more vibrant.

They saw Ling Guang and Xiao Jiu in the town’s largest restaurant. They were serving dishes to customers. The customers were Song Qingcheng and Zhao Chen.

Lan Shan Jun was confused for a moment, then she suddenly remembered that she also had an identity: she was an older sister living alone with her younger sister.

“Xiao Jun, you brought your sister?” The restaurant owner smiled and waved at Lan Shan Jun. His eyes shone when he looked at her—it was the fervent desire for money.

His money tree had arrived.

Lan Shan Jun was inexplicably pulled away. Cang Wu wanted to follow, but Ling Guang, who had been ordered by the owner, led her aside to eat pastries.

“Come, come, A’Wu loves these sweet cakes the most.” This was almost an involuntary utterance from Ling Guang. After saying it, she saw Cang Wu’s dark expression and couldn’t help but laugh: “S-Sorry, Cang Wu, I didn’t mean it.”

Cang Wu glared at her, tossing the pastry offered to her mouth back onto the plate on the table.

After a while, her Elder Sister came out, wearing a change of clothes.

Cang Wu abruptly stood up, unsure whether to look or not to look.

Deafening cheers erupted all around.

Lan Shan Jun, wearing a dance dress, ascended the central stage. She was usually covered strictly by her fayi, so wearing such airy clothing made her a little uncomfortable.

The dance dress was made of light silk gauze, partially transparent and partially concealing, subtly revealing her shoulders and back. Gauze curtains, treated with magic, hung around the stage, allowing people outside to see only a hazy silhouette at best.

However, one gaze was incredibly fervent. Lan Shan Jun found it impossible to ignore.

As the music began, Lan Shan Jun started moving involuntarily. She executed some unfamiliar dance moves, astonishing even herself.

Ling Guang was also surprised. She leaned into Cang Wu’s ear and asked: “Lan Shan can dance too?”

Cang Wu turned and covered her eyes: “Don’t look!”

Ling Guang wanted to tease her. She struggled and dodged: “I’m going to look, I’m going to look.”

While the two of them were tussling, a flute sound suddenly arose from the second floor, adding more grace to the hazy dance on the stage.

Ling Guang blinked: “That flute sound is Huaizheng’s, isn’t it?”

Cang Wu’s face was turning a furious green. If Ling Guang hadn’t clung to her, she would have rushed onto the stage to drag the woman away.

“Identity, identity. Mind your identity,” Ling Guang advised. “Don’t be impulsive.”

Xiao Jiu had just finished serving a table and was sweating profusely. She panted: “Yes, yes, identity.”

No sooner had she spoken than a sudden cry of alarm erupted outside. Many people craned their necks to look out.

In the middle of the crowd, a bloody person lay on the street, barely breathing, covered in countless knife and sword wounds.

“Who is that person?”

“I don’t know, an outsider, maybe.”

“She’s too badly injured. If she’s not saved, she’ll die.”

“Are you going to save her?”

“I… I can’t save her.”

Some were suspicious, others were afraid. No one dared to step forward.

“She’s really going to die,” Xiao Jiu leaned against the window, looking like she really wanted to go out.

Ling Guang was beside her: “It’s not your turn.”

Finally, someone in the crowd walked toward the blood-soaked woman, picked her up without a word, and walked toward a house.

“Tan Zhen!” Someone called out to him. “Are you really going to save her?”

The rhetorical question sounded like a distant reminder.

Tan Zhen said firmly: “Yes, I’m going to save her.”

After Tan Zhen left with the person, Xiao Jiu felt as if she had shed her ‘identity.’ She was herself again.

“Haha!” She hugged Ling Guang’s shoulder and shook her: “No more work!”

Ling Guang was naturally happy too. She had served Song Qingcheng for so long; now she could finally feel proud. She raised her chin: “I want to eat that.”

Song Qingcheng naturally accepted the role reversal and began serving the Young Hall Lord.

Meanwhile, in the changing room at the back of the restaurant, Cang Wu was tightly hugging Lan Shan Jun and wouldn’t let go, her eyes red with anger.

Lan Shan Jun could roughly guess why she was acting this way, but she couldn’t do anything about it.

She reached out and stroked the hair on Cang Wu’s back, repeatedly soothing her.

In Tianhe Town, they all had an identity and things they had to do. Tan Zhen was the ‘protagonist.’

When the ‘protagonist’ was gone, they could be themselves again.

“How am I supposed to change clothes if you’re hugging me like this?” Lan Shan Jun reached up and gently pinched the back of Cang Wu’s neck.

Only then did Cang Wu slowly loosen her grip. Her eyes still held a hint of aggression, glaring at the clothes Lan Shan Jun was wearing, as if to vent her anger on them.

Just now on the stage, Cang Wu could only see a faint blur through the gauze curtain. Now, seeing it up close, her breathing involuntarily tightened.

Red silk gauze enveloped the woman, subtly revealing the fair skin of her waist and back. Her ink-black hair hung down to her waist, swinging slightly with her movements.

Her gaze became fixed until she was flicked on the forehead. Only then did Cang Wu snap out of it.

Her Elder Sister, who had changed into the white and gold colors of the Yanggu robes, was watching her with narrowed eyes.

Cang Wu confessed without being asked: “Elder Sister, I wasn’t looking.”

Lan Shan Jun: “…”

Placing the changed gauze robe aside, Lan Shan Jun led her out: “Let’s go find Ling Guang and the others.”

“Okay.”

After they left.

The unlatched door was pushed open a crack. The palm-sized cloud little dragon stealthily darted in, then opened its mouth wide and swallowed the entire gauze outfit.

The originally pale cyan little dragon instantly turned red, and then quickly scrambled out through the door crack.

No one noticed.