Chapter 22 - Is It Funny That the Reincarnated Senior Sister Is Also Being Pursued?

022. She wouldn't do something like this.jpg Faced with Mu Jianli’s unrestrained thoughts, not only Tang Chuhuan, but even Bai Lian was taken aback. Even though for cultivators the gender of one’s Dao companion wasn’t considered particularly important—what mattered most was the ability to support each other on the path of cultivation—this was a bit too straightforward, wasn’t it? What did she mean by wanting to live together? Naturally, in her heart, she was entirely unwilling to entertain Mu Jianli’s ideas. Back at Crowing Chicken Peak, Mu Jianli had been living just next door, and yet she had managed to attack her in the night with a bewitching fragrance. If they were to share the same room, to sleep on the same bed, wouldn’t her chastity be indefensible? If it were merely a matter of chastity, that might still be bearable, but losing her body meant being conquered—wouldn’t she just turn into a plaything for Mu Jianli? At that point, there’d be no need to even go to the demonic caverns; her room would already have become one! “This…” Tang Chuhuan hesitated, “Immortal Mu, this is really against the norms.” “After all, the Tang family is a well-known and esteemed household in Gusu City. If word gets out that two immortals are sharing a room, wouldn’t that be the talk of the town?” Seeing Tang Chuhuan presenting her with a way out, Bai Lian gratefully glanced at her and took the chance to say, “Yes, Jianli.” “Now that we've arrived in Gusu City, we don’t need to maintain the same self-restraint as we would in the sect.” “The Tang family has kindly prepared two guest rooms for us; it wouldn't be right to refuse.” Mu Jianli didn’t care about what Tang Chuhuan said, but she would listen to Bai Lian. Mainly because it wasn’t yet time to startle the snake; if she did anything too drastic, it might make her senior sister cautious, which would be more trouble than it’s worth. At least… she would wait until nightfall. “Since senior sister said so, that’s fine.” Mu Jianli nodded, then added, “But I want to stay in this room.” Saying this, she pointed to a guest room not far away. That room was separated from Bai Lian’s room by only a wall, one could reach the other side by just climbing over. For cultivators skilled in the Way of the Zither, they didn't even need to climb; a light leap could get them across. Bai Lian followed where she was pointing, and breathed a sigh of relief. As long as they weren't living together, even just a wall’s separation would give her enough response time to avoid Mu Jianli detecting anything in a moment of haste. However, Tang Chuhuan was somewhat taken aback, as having Mu Jianli stay in the room farthest from Bai Lian had been her deliberate arrangement, but Mu Jianli disregarded her intentions and pointed out she wanted to stay next to Bai Lian. She couldn't just outright refuse her, could she? “But this guest room hasn’t been cleaned yet...” she tried to find an excuse, albeit somewhat far-fetched. “It’s nothing, just a bit of dust,” Mu Jianli said, pulling out a talisman from her bosom, injecting spiritual power into it, and tossing it out. The talisman adhered to the external wall of the guest room, transformed into a formation which flickered with light and the doors and windows of the room flew open, whirling away all the dust inside and making every corner as good as new. If one had to speak of the most tangible benefits of cultivation, it would be the convenience it provides to the lazy. Over thousands of years of development, the variety of spells had come to cover all aspects of life. Apart from combat spells, there was an abundance of spells devised to serve the daily life of cultivators. Just like the cleansing talisman Mu Jianli used that had the ability to remove dirt and dust, produced by the Myriad Images Taoist Palace, it was cheap and highly effective—a must-have for cultivators living at home and a boon that means no more sweeping when staying in caves. Incidentally, the cleansing talisman could also clear away corpses and bloodstains. Seeing her reason overturned, Tang Chuhuan couldn’t help but feel bitter inside. This is the capability of immortals... “I had not realized Immortal Mu possessed such skills; my experience is indeed limited,” she said as she bowed with hands clasped, excusing herself on the pretext of reporting to her father. Staying here would only add to her jealousy. ... At night, Bai Lian was in meditation on her bed. However, she was not fully immersed in cultivation; instead, she was covertly heightening her senses. Sure enough, when the moon rose to its peak, she heard an extremely faint sound. The sword techniques of Taihua Sword Sect included a set of footwork which, when mastered, allowed one to move like a floating catkin, leaving no trace with flying swords. If it weren’t for her enhancing her senses with spiritual power, even if Mu Jianli hadn't been trying to conceal her movement, it would have been hard for Bai Lian to detect her. As expected, she still came... Bai Lian couldn't help but sigh. Ever since Mu Jianli had returned to the Taihua Sword Sect, she had been “knocked out” by the hypnotic fragrance every night. Although she knew Mu Jianli well enough to suspect that the girl probably wouldn't take advantage of someone in such a state, playing possum night after night wasn’t a solution... It felt too much like a willing toy for Mu Jianli’s amusement. The familiar fragrance interrupted Bai Lian’s thoughts, and much as she was reluctant, she had to feign being knocked out to avoid giving away her resistance to the hypnotic fragrance, collapsing limply on the bed. This time Mu Jianli didn’t wait outside but pushed the door open and entered. She approached the bed, looking down at Bai Lian from above. She was someone who was very adept at concealing her desires, her clear sword spirit rendered her almost always emotionless. But facing Bai Lian, she felt that the more she suppressed her emotions, the more intense the eventual outburst would be. Bai Lian’s look of panting in her arms during the day still vividly haunted her, constantly provoking her nerves. So, she began to undo Bai Lian's clothes and undergarments. Bai Lian, who was playing unconscious: ?!! Feeling Mu Jianli’s fingers tracing her skin, she started to panic. — Mu Jianli, stop! What about your clear sword heart? Your swordsmanship's integrity?! Taking advantage of someone like this is not okay! You’re harassing me in my sleep, it’s against the law, it’s something that will get censored!! She forced herself to bear the tingling sensation where she was touched, refraining from any rash movements. What if Jianli was only testing her? She surely wouldn't do such a thing... Mu Jianli was not privy to Bai Lian’s inner struggle as she had already undone Bai Lian's undergarments, revealing the delicate and fair skin like polished white jade. The ample and partially obscured snowy peaks, the flat abdomen clearly exposed. Her fingers gently brushed Bai Lian's collarbone, and she was instantly taken aback by the smooth sensation. But that wasn’t enough for her, her fingers slowly moved, not choosing to boldly climb the peaks but continued downward, toward the untouched plains. Bai Lian had an excellent figure, with no extra flesh on her abdomen, smooth and soft to the touch—a sensation so pleasing one would want to bury their face in it. Mu Jianli was decisive, so she truly did press her face against it. Smack smack slap— After who knows how long, she finally lifted her head in satisfaction, feeling ascension to immortality couldn't be more blissful. Though she did some unspeakable things, she didn’t forget the purpose of her visit. She once again placed her fingertips on Bai Lian’s abdomen, pressed lightly, and transferred some spiritual power into it. As the spiritual power circulated, a rosy glow flashed across Bai Lian's fair stomach, as if a particular pattern had appeared. Seeing this, Mu Jianli’s eyes filled with complex emotions. As expected… it was identical to her previous life.