Chapter 67 - Is It Funny That the Reincarnated Senior Sister Is Also Being Pursued?

For a fleeting moment, Bai Lian thought Ji Le Ming Fei might be another reborn individual she had managed to charm. But she quickly dismissed the idea. All love at first sight in this world stemmed from superficial attraction. Putting aside the fact that she had only met Ji Le Ming Fei once in the game—and they had even fought each other—Ji Le Ming Fei was a proper princess. How could she possibly be swayed by someone who used to be a man? It was clear that Ji Le Ming Fei wasn't someone who had been reborn. She was simply captivated by Bai Lian's appearance, and was willing to risk being slain by Gu Qingqing to have her. Mu Jianli's Autumn Water Sword slashed forward, forcing Ji Le Ming Fei to release her grip on Bai Lian's chin. Taking advantage of the moment, Bai Lian withdrew sharply and said coldly, "I am but a humble female cultivator. Why, sister, must you entangle yourself with me?" "Hehe, Bai Lian is no ordinary female cultivator. The famed White Lotus Fairy—there aren't many men in the world who wouldn’t covet such beauty, are there?" "Instead of letting those vile men have the pleasure, why not consider being with me? I assure you, sister, I can give you the thrill of reaching the heavens~" "Die, vile woman!" Mu Jianli clenched her teeth at Ji Le Ming Fei's lewd words toward Bai Lian, making her attacks even fiercer. "Hmph, noisy brat. It seems I need to deal with you first before getting closer to Bai Lian," Ji Le Ming Fei said, eyes filled with murderous intent, clearly having reached her limit with Mu Jianli. Actually, Mu Jianli was a beauty herself, and if it weren't for Bai Lian, Ji Le Ming Fei might have found herself interested. However, Bai Lian's allure was so overwhelming. Ji Le Ming Fei had enchanted countless women, some of whom were young prodigies from minor sects. Yet, compared to Bai Lian, those women were nothing. In front of Bai Lian, they were mere dust on the ground. From the moment Ji Le Ming Fei saw Bai Lian's portrait, a wild thought sowed itself in her mind: to possess Bai Lian! To possess the exalted fairy of the Sword Sect, then to toy with her, to defile her! At first, she thought she must be mad. She was merely a small fry at the Cloud Ascending Realm, not even a speck in the eyes of a colossal entity like the Taihua Sword Sect. How could she dare covet the chief disciple? But this madness didn't fade; it intensified, consuming her thoughts entirely. Day and night, she longed for it, unable to eat or drink, so much so that her cultivation regressed. Finally, she made her decision. What is a sword sect fairy? Once stripped and laid bare, would she not become prey to her whims? If she could have Bai Lian, she’d even welcome death! Anyone trying to stop her from acquiring Bai Lian would meet death! "Brat, prepare to die!" She summoned her artifact, a statue of a celestial maiden, bereft of clothing. Ethereal maidens floated from the statue, seductively gliding toward Mu Jianli. Mu Jianli had to parry with her sword, but the gap between them was like heaven and earth. Even against Ji Le Ming Fei's artifact, she struggled. In her defense lapse, an ethereal maiden slashed at her back with a dagger. But a flash of sword light cut it down—the work of Bai Lian. Her movements were graceful as a startled swan, casting sword energies at Ji Le Ming Fei. Though they were lacking in cultivation compared to Ji Le Ming Fei, their old battle camaraderie still lingered. Their seamless cooperation created a potent synergy that left Ji Le Ming Fei somewhat breathless. As Bai Lian’s sword energies clashed once more with the ethereal maids, she was sent tumbling backward, crashing into Mu Jianli's embrace, spitting a mouthful of blood. "Senior Sister! Are you alright?" Mu Jianli asked anxiously. Bai Lian shook her head, "I'm fine, just some internal injuries. She's not faring well either." Indeed, as the smoke cleared, Ji Le Ming Fei reappeared, no longer as composed as before. Her scant clothing was not enough to cover her springtime allure, and her skin was littered with small wounds. Ji Le Ming Fei was unconcerned about her exposure. Yet, as a proud Cloud Ascending cultivator, being injured by two Heart Sound cultivators was infuriating. She chuckled coquettishly, "The talent of Taihua Sword Sect disciples truly leaves me breathless." "Sister is too kind," Bai Lian coolly wiped the blood from her lips. "None of us have the upper hand, and though this array is meticulous, I doubt it can long deceive my master. Why not let us go our separate ways?" "Bai Lian makes a valid point," Ji Le Ming Fei smiled, but the next instant her expression darkened. "So, let it be quick!" As she spoke, her aura grew increasingly powerful. Seeing Ji Le Ming Fei's rising cultivation, Bai Lian gasped, "Cloud Ascending late stage? Blood Burning Technique? Are you trying to kill yourself?!" The Blood Burning Technique was a notorious practice in the cultivation world, consuming one's lifespan to bolster power. Irreversible, Bai Lian was astonished at Ji Le Ming Fei's reckless abandon. Has this woman gone mad? She wasn’t some earthly demoness worthy of such desperation! Ultimately, Ji Le Ming Fei's cultivation halted at the seventh layer of Cloud Ascending. She exhaled slowly, "To make the White Lotus Fairy submit, what is a bit of lifespan?" She opened her eyes, filled with intoxicating allure, "This power... it's so addictive~" Before the words faded, Ji Le Ming Fei appeared before Bai Lian in a heartbeat. Mu Jianli moved to shield Bai Lian, only for Ji Le Ming Fei to gently touch her Autumn Water Sword, sending her crashing into a stone pillar. She struggled to rise. Ji Le Ming Fei never even glanced her way, focusing entirely on subduing Bai Lian. Faced with such a vast difference in power, Bai Lian was quickly overcome by Ji Le Ming Fei. Her hands were bound by spiritual chains, suspended mid-air, her body powerless. "Jianli..." Bai Lian gritted out, looking towards Mu Jianli with difficulty. Luckily, Mu Jianli had an innate sword physique, her body resilient. Though injured, her life wasn't in danger. Bai Lian sighed in relief. Yet, her face was forcefully turned back, Ji Le Ming Fei staring at her with envy. "Even now, you care for your junior sister. Such a strong bond between you two..." "What do you want?!" Bai Lian demanded through gritted teeth. "Hehe, what do I want?" Ji Le Ming Fei laughed slyly, "Don't worry, the fairy will soon find out." With Bai Lian’s sudden cry and the sound of fabric tearing, Ji Le Ming Fei ruthlessly shredded the garment covering Bai Lian’s abdomen. On Bai Lian's pale, smooth belly, faint pink lines emerged. Seeing those pink lines, Ji Le Ming Fei’s gaze burned fervently.