Chapter 29 - Is It Funny That the Reincarnated Senior Sister Is Also Being Pursued?

"Ah..." Mu Jianli winced in slight pain after being bitten and couldn't help but let out a soft yelp. "Sister, are you a cat? Why are you biting people?!" Bai Lian, noticing Mu Jianli's pained expression, didn't release her grip. Instead, she raised her eyebrows triumphantly and said, "Hmph, who told you to mess with me?" "A mere junior sister dares to do such insubordinate things to the senior sister. Watch me bite you to death!" Caught in the thrill of her successful revenge, she failed to notice that Mu Jianli's expression gradually turned peculiar. With her teeth still around Mu Jianli's finger, Bai Lian spoke, her small tongue inadvertently moving, brushing softly against Mu Jianli's finger. Mu Jianli felt her finger wrapped in warmth and softness, a sensation that tingled pleasantly, spreading like electric current throughout her entire body. She lowered her gaze, observing Bai Lian's oblivious expression, momentarily unable to discern whether Bai Lian was doing this on purpose or was genuinely that oblivious. It was, indeed... adorably innocent. She did not say a word, instead silently wiggling her finger, toying with Bai Lian's soft tongue, greedily savoring the delightful warmth and numbing sensation. Gradually, Bai Lian noticed something was amiss. Her mouth began to tire, her tongue felt sore like it had been performing acrobatics, saliva continued to pool and dripped down her parted lips, eventually forming glistening droplets that hung from her chin. The culprit behind all this was still within her mouth, constantly teasing her tongue. Expressionless, she released her bite, leaning back slightly to distance herself from Mu Jianli's finger. However, under their gaze, a fine thread of silver connected Bai Lian's tongue to Mu Jianli's finger, gleaming starkly in the sunlight. If only she had joined the Myriad Forms Sect and learned illusionary techniques. If there were a crack in the ground, she would undoubtedly transform into an amoeba and burrow in, never to see daylight again. Why? Why did she do something like this? Was it because of the game? After crossing over, she not only retained memories of her previous life but also all the experiences and feelings from the game. She was the true Bai Lian, hence the unprecedented closeness she felt towards Mu Jianli. In front of Mu Jianli, she seemed to let her guard down completely, transforming from an adult into a child, only capable of acting coquettishly and adorably. Yet, neither in reality nor in the game, would she ever have done such a thing. Unable to understand herself, Bai Lian felt so embarrassed she thought she might faint, her face heating up, her consciousness swimming, as if the entire world was spinning, pushing away any thoughts of more complex issues. She shook her head, waving her hand dismissively. "Never mind." "If Jianli insists on being the husband, I'll be the wife then." "After all, I'm the senior sister." At the end of the day, it wasn't something worth arguing about. It was just playing a couple, it didn't matter who played husband or wife, it wouldn't affect the mission. At worst, it was just a game of pretend between adults. Since she was a grown man, why bother about such trivial things with a girl? It's not like playing the wife would mean being under Mu Jianli for life. Laughable. As the dizzy feeling subsided a bit, she steadied herself and thought of something else. "But we can't just show up under Taixu Manor's nose like this." "We need to disguise ourselves." Cross-dressing was the least of concerns; after all, cultivators have means to alter appearance and voice, unlike in those amateurish period dramas from her previous world where actresses wore laughably unconvincing disguises as men. What would truly expose their true identities was their inherently refined aura as cultivators. This aura was due to absorbing spiritual energy over the years; it purified their bodies, clearing their minds, naturally exuding an otherworldly presence. This was a cultivator's passive ability, hard to control, requiring specific methods to mask. Only those who achieved the Qian Yuan level could truly revert to speak, leaving no trace of their cultivation. Many tales of "disguised talents" emerged at this level. It's just that the great powers got bored with cultivating immortality and occasionally indulged in some mischievous fun... Fortunately, as distinguished disciples of the Taihua Sword Sect, both had been taught skills useful for traveling the world. After returning to their lodgings to disguise themselves, both underwent significant transformations. Bai Lian didn't alter her figure, only tweaking her appearance slightly to avoid drawing too much attention. As she was playing the wife, the primary goal was not to be recognized as the senior sister of the Taihua Sword Sect by anyone at Taixu Manor. Regarding the refined aura, she opted to suppress it with a secret technique, similar to how protagonists in web novels mask their cultivation level. The current world of cultivation was hardly peaceful; ordinary cultivators needed some skills to protect themselves when traveling. Thanks to this, spells and artifacts for concealing one's aura thrived, with almost every sect possessing its unique method. The Taihua Sword Sect's secret technique was among the best. "So, Jianli, how do I look? There's no flaw in my disguise, right?" Bai Lian spread her arms and asked Mu Jianli. "Sister, you look perfect." Mu Jianli offered high praise. Bai Lian had indeed concealed herself well, appearing as nothing more than a mundane beauty from the mortal realm. Without special techniques, no one would guess she was a cultivator at the Qinxin stage. However, even with her appearance altered, she was still too eye-catching. In fact, without the celestial aura that made her seem like a celestial star, she became more approachable and, simultaneously, more tempting. Bai Lian's current appearance... was reminiscent of the most beloved image of a mature married woman found in some indecent scrolls by unsavory artists at Ten Thousand Dao Celestial Palace... Mu Jianli had a feeling there would be no shortage of jealousy scenes along this journey. While she scrutinized Bai Lian, Bai Lian also evaluated her. In contrast to her own petite frame, Mu Jianli was undoubtedly taller, dressed in an elegant robe, her handsome face paired with a statuesque build—her white hair tied into a neat ponytail, presenting the image of a dashing young swordsman. Even though Bai Lian had no interest in men, she couldn’t deny that Mu Jianli's masculine disguise was quite dashing. With just that face alone, girls wanting to marry her could probably circle Suzhou City several times. Her cool demeanor also explained why nearly half of those interested in her at Taihua Sword Sect were fellow females. One could hardly fathom how she managed to successfully win this unruly girl over back then...