Training the Villain to Become a Big Sister Obsessed - Chapter 86

“This Tan Zhen…”

Song Qingcheng frowned in thought. Ling Guang saw her expression and asked: “Do you know her?”

“I’m not sure if she’s the Tan Zhen I recall,” Song Qingcheng said. “The top-ranked cultivator on the Heavenly Mystery List two hundred years ago was also named Tan Zhen, and she was a disciple of Sword Venerable Fenghua of Yanggu.”

Such a person should have been full of youthful spirit, pointing her sword towards the heavens, not hiding away in a small town, disregarding the world.

At least in Song Qingcheng’s heart, she didn’t want to believe that two people so vastly different were the same person.

“She is,” Lan Shan Jun whispered. “Jiu Ying mentioned that Tan Zhen was a Yanggu disciple who encountered problems with her sword cultivation and came here to live in seclusion.”

Being from Yanggu, it was unlikely there would be two people named Tan Zhen.

She just hadn’t expected that this Tan Zhen was a disciple of Martial Ancestor Fenghua. Wouldn’t that make her a fellow disciple of the Valley Master and her Master?

Song Qingcheng pursed her lips, feeling a sense of pity for Tan Zhen.

“Qingcheng, didn’t we study the same courses? Why do you know so many people and events, even those from over two hundred years ago?” Ling Guang was confused and a little dissatisfied.

Her memory wasn’t bad, and she had read plenty of scrolls, but she always seemed to be just a little bit behind.

Song Qingcheng straightened her back, lifting her chin slightly, and huffed: “I’m going to be the Island Master of Floating Jade Island in the future, of course I need to read and learn more.”

Ling Guang sighed, leaning lazily against her: “My mother and Aunt Song would be very pleased to hear you say that. It’s a good thing they aren’t here, or they’d start nagging me again.”

Song Qingcheng looked down at her: “I’m by your side; you don’t need to remember so many things.”

Ling Guang’s eyes rolled, and she smiled, saying: “That’s true.”

Xiao Jiu “Hissed” with an aching feeling in her teeth as she watched them. She turned her head and saw Lan Shan Jun secretly stroking Cang Wu’s hand under the table.

After a moment of silence, Xiao Jiu moved closer to Zhao Chen.

The air is much fresher over here.

“If Tan Zhen truly is a Yanggu senior, why wouldn’t she return to Yanggu, and instead come to Tianhe Town?” Zhao Chen questioned.

Ling Guang turned to Lan Shan Jun: “Yeah, why?”

Lan Shan Jun shook her head, unaware. In her hundred years in Yanggu, she had never heard that her Master and the Valley Master had an older or younger sister from the same lineage.

Ling Guang poked Song Qingcheng again.

Song Qingcheng continued: “I learned about Tan Zhen in a book kept in the Floating Jade Island’s library that records the names of cultivators on the Heavenly Mystery List over the years.”

“Tan Zhen made it onto the Heavenly Mystery List at only seventeen. Five years later, she gained the recognition of the Divine Martial Heaven Light sword, her swordsmanship reached mastery, and she held a steady position at the top of the list.”

Ling Guang let out an “Oh,” her eyes curving in a smile as she said to Song Qingcheng: “Then for you to be named on the Heavenly Mystery List at fourteen is even more impressive.”

The Heavenly Mystery List was established by the immortal sects for the younger generation, serving both as an encouragement and a competition among disciples of the various sects.

Although Song Qingcheng had an arrogant nature, she was also self-aware. She pursed her lips and looked at Ling Guang, “When Tan Zhen became the top-ranked cultivator, the people below her were Dong Jun and the current Valley Master of Yanggu, Xie You.”

Two hundred years ago, many talented cultivators emerged in the Four Seas and Eight Realms. The present is vastly different from the past.

Ling Guang opened her mouth but didn’t speak. Tan Zhen’s name rose a few more notches in her mind.

She might not know Tan Zhen, but how could she not know Dong Jun? That was a person who was only one step away from achieving Immortality and Ascension.

If Tan Zhen was already stronger than Dong Jun at that time, then why had she become like this now—emaciated, her steps weak and unsteady, her eyes dull and lifeless?

Having learned about Tan Zhen’s past, the group grew even more curious about her situation.

“In three days, Tan Zhen will suffer a heart demon, and she will fall into the Tianhe Waterfall with the person she rescued.”

Lan Shan Jun felt this would be a crucial time point.

However, they couldn’t just wait until the third day. Before that, they needed to confirm whether the ‘demon’ was Tan Zhen or the woman she saved.

And also, regarding the ‘demon elimination,’ was it up to them to eliminate the demon, or Tan Zhen?

By the time Lan Shan Jun had voiced all her doubts, Xiao Jiu was covering her head and wailing on the table: “Can’t they just say things clearly? Why make it so complicated?”

“Lan Shan’s considerations are thorough,” Zhao Chen said softly. “Time is limited. We must first find out the identity of the woman Tan Zhen rescued.”

“I… I’ll go,” Mu Fu’an quietly raised his hand. “My identity is more suitable.”

The others looked at each other and nodded in agreement.

After returning from Zhao Chen’s place, Lan Shan Jun found that Cang Wu had been silent the whole time, her lips tightly pressed together, sulking for a long time by herself.

Those few words from Jiu Ying had indeed infuriated her greatly.

Back in the small courtyard next to the steamed bun stall, Lan Shan Jun finally reached out to stroke Cang Wu’s tightly pressed lips, saying warmly: “Still angry?”

Cang Wu finally looked up. She took a step forward, wrapped her arms around the woman’s waist, and buried her head in the woman’s fragrant neck, mumbling: “Why shouldn’t I be angry? How dare she ask Elder Sister to go with her, and even ask Elder Sister to call her ‘Sister.’ She doesn’t even know how long she’s been alive—shameless old hag!”

Lan Shan Jun laughed out loud, her shoulders shaking. This was probably the first time she had heard Cang Wu curse.

And she even called her “shameless.”

Hearing her Elder Sister laugh, Cang Wu felt both angry and annoyed. She suddenly opened her mouth and bit down gently, right above the collarbone. Her slightly sharp teeth gently ground against the still-not-quite-gone teeth marks through the fayi.

Lan Shan Jun’s laughter stopped. She looked down at Cang Wu’s childish tantrum and suddenly realized that perhaps she was being too permissive with her.

Unconsciously, the distance between her and Cang Wu had blurred into an unclear boundary.

The light biting turned into a kiss. Cang Wu bent her waist slightly, raising her head to look at the woman. Her voice clearly reached Lan Shan Jun’s ears: “Does Elder Sister like me calling you ‘Sister’?”

Lan Shan Jun froze suddenly. She subconsciously muttered: “What?”

Cang Wu immediately pressed closer, curving her lips near the woman’s ear, and softly called out: “Jie-jie (Elder Sister).”

Lan Shan Jun’s eyelashes trembled, her mind blank. Her heart rate quickened with every beat. A strange surge of pleasure swept through her body.

Her breathing became slightly ragged. Her fingertips unconsciously reached up and grabbed the corner of Cang Wu’s sleeve.

The body’s instinctive reaction couldn’t lie; she liked Cang Wu calling her that.

Lan Shan Jun stared at the magnified face before her, then suddenly spoke: “You can’t call just anyone ‘Sister’ casually.”

She didn’t want to hear that title said by Cang Wu to anyone else.

Cang Wu smiled and rubbed her face against hers, promising: “Of course. There is only one Master/Elder Sister, and only one Jie-jie.”

This concrete expression of possession and affection greatly satisfied Lan Shan Jun. She slowly narrowed her eyes, reached out a hand to stroke Cang Wu’s hair, treating it like a reward.

Lan Shan Jun’s reaction was almost a delightful surprise for Cang Wu. Her previous actions had already been bold, but she hadn’t been pushed away. She had even been stroked on the head.

Cang Wu pressed her forehead against the woman’s shoulder and took a deep breath, greedily wanting more.

“Elder Sister…”

That low, lingering tone at the end made Lan Shan Jun’s ear tips burn. Her knuckles were still entwined with a few strands of Cang Wu’s cold hair.

She thought she should push Cang Wu away now, but when her fingertips landed on her shoulder, a feeling of reluctance surged up. The emotion was too obvious. So obvious that Lan Shan Jun’s retreating hand returned, exerting some force to gently break the embrace.

The warmth in front of her vanished completely, and Lan Shan Jun’s heart sank.

Dean Xuan had mentioned that the more frequent the mating seasons were, the more dependent and demanding her body would become. Perhaps she really did harbor feelings for Cang Wu, but within that, there were uncontrollable desires.

Lan Shan Jun looked up at Cang Wu. The youth’s face had shed its childishness and was slowly becoming mature and captivating. The eyes looking at her reflected only her own image. Her affection for her was equally fervent.

But how much of this fervor was genuine emotion, and how much was influenced by the mating season and the bloodline connection?

If it weren’t for that bite under the water in the secret realm, if it weren’t for the dragon egg in her Sea of Consciousness, would Cang Wu still treat her this way?

Cang Wu watched the expressions on the woman’s face change repeatedly and suddenly felt panic.

Before she could speak, a hand suddenly grabbed her collar and pulled her into the room.

“Cang Wu, come here.”

There were no lights lit inside the room, and the sky outside had darkened. It was dim all around. Cang Wu felt the fragrant scent drawing closer.

She swallowed with difficulty.

Elder Sister… why is she suddenly so close…

Lan Shan Jun was torn between impulse and clarity. She thought of many things, all mixed up together—hesitation, doubt, rationality…

The final frustration made her abandon everything.

“Cang Wu, I mentioned before that I was bitten under the water in a secret realm.” Saying this, Lan Shan Jun reached out and pulled open her collar, pulling Cang Wu’s hand over to touch the spot. “Here.”

Her fingertips suddenly touched warm, smooth skin. Cang Wu didn’t dare to speak. She felt as if the Elder Sister in front of her had been provoked by something.

Having made these bold moves, Lan Shan Jun took two deep breaths. She tried to keep her tone as calm as usual: “Cang Wu, Master brought you back to Yanggu from that same secret realm.”

This was not a question; it was a statement.

In the darkness, Cang Wu’s pupils suddenly contracted. She grew nervous.

Why is Elder Sister saying this? Could she have already figured out that the one who bit her was me?

Cang Wu cautiously asked, her eyes carefully watching the changes in the woman’s expression: “Elder Sister, why bring this up suddenly?”

Lan Shan Jun caught the caution in her voice and understood that she had known all along.

“I know that was you. It wasn’t some snake beauty. It was the Azure Dragon,” Lan Shan Jun blurted out in one breath.

Cang Wu’s heart sank. She wanted to explain.

“Cang Wu, tell me, why were you so close to me from the start?” Lan Shan Jun’s voice trembled uncontrollably.

Cang Wu recalled their first meeting.

She followed Dong Jun to the Lotus Pavilion and saw someone hidden in the mist from afar. Just one look made her feel an instant closeness, as if something connected them.

Later, learning that the person was her Master/Elder Sister, Cang Wu allowed herself to draw near.

“As expected…” Lan Shan Jun’s hand dropped, her voice growing weak.

She hadn’t guessed wrong. There was a reason for Cang Wu’s closeness to her.

“Elder Sister,” Cang Wu grabbed Lan Shan Jun’s falling hand. She seemed to understand something.

“Elder Sister suspects that my feelings for you are influenced by the mating season and that egg?”

Lan Shan Jun pressed her lips together, remaining silent.

Cang Wu’s eyes glowed faintly with a cyan light in the darkness. Her demon form slowly began to manifest, and the Azure Dragon’s aura instantly covered the entire Tianhe Town.

“Elder Sister doesn’t believe that I truly love you.”

The powerful demon beast aura even affected the dragon egg in Lan Shan Jun’s Sea of Consciousness. The securely resting dragon egg on the lotus platform trembled.

Lan Shan Jun gripped Cang Wu’s hand in return, trying to cast a barrier to block the Azure Dragon’s aura, but it was completely ineffective.

“Cang Wu!”

Lan Shan Jun began to regret saying all this to her.

The Azure Dragon’s aura retracted slightly. Cang Wu reached out to the woman in the darkness, her spiritual energy tentatively trying to enter the Sea of Consciousness.

“Elder Sister, take that egg out and smash it.”

Lan Shan Jun: “…?”

What?

“I asked Dean Xuan. As long as I can break through the Supreme Void Realm, I can suppress the mating season. Then, Elder Sister won’t have to endure the pain for me. Elder Sister, wait for me. I will work hard on my cultivation,” Cang Wu stepped forward and hugged Lan Shan Jun. “If I smash the egg now, will Elder Sister believe me more?”

Lan Shan Jun was frightened. There was no way she would allow Cang Wu to enter her Sea of Consciousness.

“Cang Wu, calm down.”

“I can’t calm down.” Cang Wu held her tightly. If she could, she would probably have transformed into her original form and wrapped around her repeatedly.

“That egg is not important. It’s not as important as Elder Sister. Don’t leave me, Elder Sister.”

Lan Shan Jun felt faintly out of breath. She gently pushed Cang Wu.

She truly regretted it. She had provoked her more severely than during the day.

“Cang Wu.”

“Cang Wu?”

Cang Wu finally regained a little bit of sense. She lessened her grip, but the gap between their bodies was only enough for the woman to move her hands.

“Elder Sister, the mating season and the same-source bloodline are not enough reasons for me to treat you this way,” Cang Wu lowered her head. “The Azure Dragon lineage is proud, and yet I am willing to bow my head for Elder Sister.”

“It wouldn’t be the same for any other person.”

A surge rose in Lan Shan Jun’s heart. She raised her hand and touched Cang Wu’s face, her fingertip encountering a slight wetness at the corner of her eye.

Just as Cang Wu said, the inherent pride of the Azure Dragon lineage meant she hadn’t cried even when she was injured and bleeding, yet now she was crying because Lan Shan Jun doubted her feelings.

Lan Shan Jun silently wiped the tears from Cang Wu’s eyes, feeling the warmth of the cheek beneath her palm.

“Elder Sister, why aren’t you speaking?” Cang Wu’s heart was hanging. She longed to, yet feared, hearing her Elder Sister’s voice.

But between longing and fear, she would never choose not to hear because of the latter.

Lan Shan Jun took a light breath, her thumb stroking the dragon scales near her eye, feeling the heat there.

“Actually, I first suspected myself, but now I’m certain.”

Cang Wu was anxious: “Of what?”

Lan Shan Jun saw the pair of eyes in the darkness. The vertical pupils, filled with demon nature, emitted a beautiful cyan color, staring unblinkingly at her, tense and afraid.

The current Cang Wu was completely out of her mating season. Her heart was entirely focused on the answer from the person before her.

But Lan Shan Jun felt a surge of impulse at this moment. She clearly knew that this impulse was unrelated to anything else; it came from her heart.

Cupping the side of Cang Wu’s face, Lan Shan Jun slightly raised herself on her toes and kissed the corner of the eye she had just stroked.

The trembling eyelashes brushed against her lower lip, tickling slightly.

Between their tightly clasped hands, the interwoven gold and silver chain emitted a faint golden light.

“Elder Sister…” Cang Wu was overcome with surprise and joy. The sound of her heart beating echoed in her ears.

Lan Shan Jun softly responded: “Hm?”

Cang Wu licked her lips, her eyes growing brighter: “Elder Sister, kiss me again.”

Lan Shan Jun recalled the few times she and Cang Wu had kissed, which were usually when they were not fully conscious.

This seemed to be the first time it was deliberate.

Suddenly feeling thirsty, Lan Shan Jun’s fingertip slid down, moving along her cheek to Cang Wu’s lips. Her thumb gently pressed them apart slightly.

Using her other hand to support the back of Cang Wu’s neck, Lan Shan Jun leaned in.

Both their lips were equally scalding hot. Their breaths intertwined.

Lan Shan Jun treated this kiss seriously, her movements soft and slow.

She pecked Cang Wu’s lips repeatedly. The moment they parted, they were pressed back together, their breaths gradually growing hotter.

Kissing the person she loved, who could resist going a little further, then even further?

The hand at the back of her neck tightened slightly. Lan Shan Jun pulled the person toward her, deepening the kiss.

Her tongue met the same soft wetness. Lan Shan Jun gently hooked and entangled with the other.

Cang Wu, whose eyes had been lightly closed, suddenly opened them. She blinked, surprised and delighted.

Then, a hand reached up and covered Cang Wu’s eyes, drawing her attention back.

The gasping sounds in the darkness were indistinguishable. Lan Shan Jun kissed her for a long time before slowly pulling away. Both their lips were wet.

Before they had been apart for long, Cang Wu eagerly chased after her, wanting another kiss.

Lan Shan Jun blocked her with her hand. Fire was already burning inside her body, making her bones ache.

Cang Wu had been aroused by that kiss.

The physical response transferred to Lan Shan Jun. She herself was not well, and how could her mortal body endure the Azure Dragon’s arousal?

“Elder Sister, one more kiss,” Cang Wu hadn’t had enough.

“Enough. That’s enough for today,” Lan Shan Jun was afraid that if they kissed again, she wouldn’t survive the night.

Cang Wu misunderstood her meaning and settled down: “Okay, then we’ll kiss tomorrow.”

Lan Shan Jun was silent for a moment, but didn’t say anything further.

In the time they were together, the moon was bright and the stars were sparse outside. Tianhe Town was quiet, with the faint sounds of insects and water flowing.

Lying in bed, Cang Wu still felt slightly dazed, touching her slightly swollen lips.

Everything that happened tonight surprised and delighted her.

The hands under the thin blanket were tightly clasped together. Cang Wu couldn’t resist snuggling closer, lightly resting her arm on the woman’s waist.

“Elder Sister,” Cang Wu called softly.

Lan Shan Jun was drifting off to sleep, feeling a little confused, but she slightly turned to the side, hugged Cang Wu, and rubbed her head in response.

Cang Wu closed her eyes, completely satisfied.

The moment she closed her eyes, she saw the person she didn’t want to see, and her smile instantly vanished.

“Why are you still here?”

Ling Wang (Spirit King) glanced at her with a cold face and sneered: [Happy with yourself?]

Cang Wu raised an eyebrow. Yes.

Ling Wang was annoyed again. She whispered: [They are indeed not the same person.]

Lan Shan Jun is Lan Shan Jun, and Lan Yan is Lan Yan.

Cang Wu raised another eyebrow. Yes.

Ling Wang was almost amused with anger: [Are you incapable of speaking?]

If she could, she really wanted to slash this ‘self’ in front of her a few times to teach her a lesson.

“What do I have to talk to you about?” Cang Wu was a little impatient. “Did you pull me in here?”

Ling Wang didn’t answer but asked instead: [Do you really think she loves you? Not long ago she was distancing herself from you, and then suddenly changed her mind. Aren’t you afraid she has some motive?]

Cang Wu didn’t like hearing those words. Her expression was colder than Ling Wang’s when she first arrived. “If she doesn’t love me, does she love you?”

She likes me.

Ling Wang paused. Just as the corner of her lip lifted, Cang Wu got angry.

“Stop daydreaming. Your Elder Sister is Lan Yan!”

Ling Wang glared at her. Cang Wu glared back coldly. Neither would back down.

After a long standoff, Ling Wang was the first to retract her gaze. Her tongue licked her sharp tooth. She recalled hatefully, Was I really as stubborn as a donkey before?

There were few things Ling Wang cared to remember, so she was certain that this Cang Wu’s personality was entirely taught by Lan Shan Jun.

Thinking of Lan Shan Jun, a surge of desire suddenly rose in Ling Wang’s heart. Why isn’t a person like that by my side…

[Cang Wu, human emotions are fragile…]

“I don’t want to hear it.”

Early the next morning, as soon as Lan Shan Jun opened her eyes, she saw Cang Wu’s face right in front of her. Her eyes were bright, and she seemed to have been awake for a while, staring at her.

“Morning.”

Lan Shan Jun had just moved her lips when she felt a strange sensation at the corner of her mouth, as if it had been licked or nibbled by some small animal.

Her gaze fell on the only ‘small animal’ in the room. Lan Shan Jun caught the other person’s guilty, dodging eyes.

Lan Shan Jun curved her eyes helplessly, raising her hand to signal for her to help her get up.

Cang Wu understood, gently using force to grasp the woman’s slender wrist.

Lan Shan Jun leaned over to rest against her.

Before, she was constrained by this and that, unable to use her full range of tactics, but now things were different.

A light kiss landed behind Cang Wu’s ear. Lan Shan Jun wasn’t fully awake yet, her voice low and husky, with a soft hum at the end.

“Morning.” She repeated the word.

Cang Wu’s mind was in chaos.

By the time she recovered, the woman had already left the room, radiating righteous energy.

Cang Wu raised her hand and touched behind her ear, feeling the lingering scent of her Elder Sister there.

Elder Sister seems to have done that on purpose.

Everyone carried their Academy jade tokens. Early in the morning, Mu Fu’an had already sent over the situation he had witnessed the previous night.

Last night, Mu Fu’an went directly to Tan Zhen’s house. Using a concealment talisman, he hid until dawn.

Xiao Jiu heard this and didn’t know whether to say Mu Fu’an was brave or that the talisman he wrote was effective.

Mu Fu’an essentially played two roles, replicating the words and actions of Tan Zhen and the woman named ‘Chao’ from last night for the group.

Last night, Tan Zhen was unable to break off the engagement with the Young Lady and returned home in a poor mood. Every household in Tianhe Town basically had a small courtyard, and Tan Zhen’s was no exception.

The woman she rescued was awake, claiming her name was Chao (Morning), just one character.

Tan Zhen reacted with indifference, nodding, then grinding the herbs she had gathered and handing the juice to Chao.

The pure herbal juice, unprocessed by any magical means, was bitter enough to take away half a person’s life.

Chao drank it all without leaving a drop, even licking the edge of the bowl, as if she were drinking some jade liquid or precious nectar.

After drinking, Chao looked up at Tan Zhen, seemingly hoping for some words of encouragement.

Tan Zhen said nothing, simply cleaned up and entered the house. The door wasn’t tightly closed, leaving a gap for the person outside.

Chao’s left leg was still broken, so she could only hop into the house. She poked her head in and saw Tan Zhen sitting at the table drinking tea.

The tea smelled fragrant, but it was bitter—even more bitter than the bowl of medicine just now.

Chao winced as she watched Tan Zhen drink the tea.

Only after Tan Zhen finished her tea did Chao hop inside, afraid that Tan Zhen would offer her tea.

Inside the room, Tan Zhen looked at her left leg. Blood was faintly seeping through the outer layer.

She frowned slightly, moved her lips, but ultimately said nothing.

After a moment of silence, Tan Zhen took out a jade token with pure spiritual energy attached to it.

“Take this and walk east. There is a place on the East Sea called Yanggu. There are people there who can heal your injury.”

“Can’t you heal me?”

“No. I’m dying soon.”