66 - Douluo: Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass

Title: The Day and Night of Rebirth as the Evil Senior Sister - Chapter 66 (Part 1) Translation: After the Light Shadow Coin was taken, the dark shadow could no longer kill through shadows in the future. Though it craved revenge, it would likely seek another opportunity to retaliate against the Jiang family, but this was no longer the concern of the three outsiders, including Jiu Ying. Jiang Dong Xu owes his life largely to Fu Ling, and such a great favor cannot go unreciprocated. Before the three were set to leave, Jiang Huai De brought out the family's ancestral divination tortoiseshell. "All of Jing family's treasures were destroyed by the dark shadow, and the only thing left is this jade tortoiseshell. You saved Dong Xu's life; Uncle Jiang has nothing to repay you with, so I offer this tortoiseshell as a gift." The tortoiseshell is traditionally used as a divination tool, and the jade tortoise is among the rarest. After these events, Jiang Bei Qing's attitude towards them shifted significantly. Even as her father gave away the family's heirloom, she did not object this time. However, Fu Ling was the one feeling uncomfortable. She looked at the white jade tortoise shell, appearing torn, as if unsure whether to accept such a significant gift. Noticing her hesitation, Jiu Ying couldn't help but smile softly. Fu Ling remained silent for a moment, glanced at her senior sister thoughtfully, and then, after a moment of deliberation, shook her head, gently pushing the tortoiseshell back. "In this world, not everything requires repayment. I saved Young Master Jiang not for this jade tortoiseshell. That dark shadow did such a heinous act to your family, it might target Qingzhu Sect one day. Since Uncle Jiang called me niece, it's only natural for family to help each other. I cannot accept this tortoiseshell; I only hope that if the Qingzhu Sect needs help in the future, Uncle Jiang will not turn me away." This response was perfect, refusing Jiang Huai De's gift without compromising his dignity, while skillfully earning goodwill for the Qingzhu Sect. Even Jiu Ying hadn't expected Fu Ling to come up with such a well-spoken answer. Jiang Huai De felt gratified upon hearing this, and as if he remembered something, glanced at the young girl in yellow before him, a shadow of guilt passing through his eyes. He nodded in agreement to Fu Ling's request, pledging his own promise. "If ever the Qingzhu Sect needs assistance, the Jiang family will go all out to aid you." *** The search for the Dragon Spirit concluded, and the three left the Jiang family just like that. Fang Qi Shan intended to leave them with a celestial crane for their journey back, but Fu Ling declined outright. Jiu Ying saw through the young girl's intentions immediately - the celestial crane was incredibly fast and would have them back at Qingzhu Sect in less than half a day, leaving no time for leisurely travel. Having been confined in the sect for so long, Fu Ling was unwilling to leave so quickly. "My senior sister and I have some personal matters to attend to, so it would be best if Young Master Fang took the crane and left first." A serious-faced little lie. Jiu Ying couldn't help but chuckle beside her, even nodding in agreement. Fang Qi Shan, seeing this, could only take the crane and depart first. In a flash, the large barren desert was once again left with only Jiu Ying and Fu Ling. Without others around, Fu Ling's reservations vanished. The two walked in silence for a while until Fu Ling, unable to contain her excitement, took hold of Jiu Ying's sleeve and gave it a gentle tug. When Jiu Ying turned her head, her eyes were met with a charming, delicate face. The young girl remained wordless, simply gazing at her, a smile dancing in her eyes, sparkling and full of youthful liveliness. "What is it?" Jiu Ying asked, puzzled by what Fu Ling wanted to convey but seeing her look of hesitation, she paused. Fu Ling bit her lips, appearing bashful, yet her gaze was filled with pride and satisfaction. After a moment of quiet, she gathered the courage and spoke in a sweet, shy voice— "Senior sister, did I speak well just now?" So, she wanted to be praised. As Jiu Ying realized this, a smile slowly appeared at the corners of her lips. The longer they were together, the more evident it became that today's Fu Ling and her past self were distinctly different. Ever since the misunderstanding between them was resolved, Fu Ling frequently brought her joy and surprise. When she revisited painful memories, the hurt didn't ache as sharply as it once did. Jiu Ying nodded, her expression softening, and even her voice was filled with fondness. "Yes, you spoke wonderfully. That tortoiseshell shouldn't be accepted." Jiu Ying, having shed her icy demeanor, was most approachable. Hearing the affirmation she longed for and seeing the usually cold senior sister smile at the corners of her eyes, Fu Ling's courage swelled. She released the sleeve and directly took hold of Jiu Ying's hand. "Then, shouldn’t senior sister have a reward for me?" A reward? Jiu Ying instantly understood. "Would staying a few more days in the sect count?" Implying, they could extend their playtime here. But Fu Ling wasn't satisfied and shook her head with a dismissive wave. "That doesn’t count." She even learned to haggle. Jiu Ying pondered briefly, and without Fu Ling needing to speak further, she guessed what the young girl truly wanted. Human nature is difficult to change. Only the Light Shadow Coin would tempt Fu Ling to abandon playful outings. "Do you want the Light Shadow Coin?" Caught, Fu Ling hesitated, fearing that her senior sister might think her frivolous. Her rosy lips pressed together for a moment before she softly muttered, "Yes." Compared to before, her willful nature had certainly been tempered. In the past, she would have reached out and taken whatever she desired directly, not standing here with a careful demeanor. Seeing her obedient, expectant look, Jiu Ying swallowed the "no" that was about to escape her lips. Such a Fu Ling, she truly couldn’t refuse. After a moment of reluctance, she extracted the copper coin from her sleeve. "The Light Shadow Coin is a sacred object of the demon race; a righteous cultivator must not use it casually. You must return it to me in three days. Do you remember?" Fu Ling was astonished and overjoyed that Jiu Ying was granting her request, something she hadn’t expected from her typically strict senior sister. Reflecting on it, this wasn’t the first time Jiu Ying had indulged her like this. Aware that the senior sister treated her differently than others, Fu Ling felt warmth blossoming within her heart. She nibbled on her lip, lifting her gaze slightly to meet Jiu Ying’s eyes, bright and shimmering as if stars twinkled within. "Yes, I'll remember." Assenting to Jiu Ying's condition, she immediately realized something was amiss and, giggling foolishly, quickly added, "Senior sister, you're the best~" There wasn't a person alive who could resist an eighteen-year-old girl using such a sweet and tender voice to act coquettishly, and Jiu Ying was no exception. Even knowing that the girl before her was essentially her past self, she couldn't help but feel her heart soften, the rigid chill within her dissipating entirely. Through this interaction, the bond between them deepened even further. Returning to Qingzhu Sect took them until the next day. On the way back, Fu Ling had bought an assortment of small trinkets for young girls, and as soon as they arrived at the sect, she dashed off to Chun Zhan's room to deliver a gift to her second senior sister. Jiu Ying, watching Fu Ling's jubilant retreating figure, couldn't help but feel a twinge of helplessness amid all the warmth in her eyes. As evening approached, Chun Zhan was not in her room. After waiting for a while at the door, Fu Ling finally saw a slim figure gradually approaching as the sky darkened. It was her always affectionate second senior sister. In the dim light, Fu Ling could faintly see Chun Zhan holding something, but not clearly. Her curiosity piqued, she stepped forward and was surprised to find Chun Zhan holding a pot with unopened white flowers. "Second senior sister, I've been waiting for you! What’s this?" Chun Zhan already knew Fu Ling would return today and was not surprised to see her. Hearing her question about the white flowers, she hesitated briefly before responding. "These are night-blooming cereus, just picked from the cliff by the water pond." Night-blooming cereus. Fu Ling was momentarily stunned upon hearing the name, her mind quickly conjuring an image of a poignant, beautiful love story— The night-blooming cereus blossoms only for the bodhisattva. As they spoke, they entered the room together. Chun Zhan carefully placed the pot on the table, and once the room was lit by candlelight, Fu Ling noticed that neither Chun Zhan's body nor feet bore any trace of dirt or mud. The surrounding area of the pond was muddy; anyone walking by would inevitably leave traces, and her shoes should not be as pristine as they currently were. Fu Ling felt a prick of confusion, deliberately moving to the table to inspect the pot and noticing, quite unexpectedly, that it contained wet soil. It seemed likely that Chun Zhan hadn’t collected these flowers herself, but rather that someone had given them to her. The night-blooming cereus, always associated with tales of love. Having read many tales of romance and legends involving love, Fu Ling quickly deduced— Someone in the sect was pursuing her second senior sister. Accidentally stumbling upon such delicious gossip naturally stirred excitement. Taking out the fine blush she had brought back for Chun Zhan, she intended to present it as a gift, only to see several boxes of powder sitting neatly on the dressing table. Chun Zhan, typically uninterested in such items, probably received these boxes of powder from her admirer. Her suspicions solidified, Fu Ling’s keen observation soon uncovered further clues. Every evening, Chun Zhan would quietly leave her room, returning with a pot of unopened night-blooming cereus. This routine piqued Fu Ling's curiosity about who was bringing these flowers. Choosing a day to discreetly follow Chun Zhan, Fu Ling finally discovered who visited the water pond every day to pick flowers for her second senior sister. It was an outsider disciple - Yun Fu, the girl who had clung to Chun Zhan ever since joining the sect. Fu Ling never imagined that in this world, a woman could fall in love with another woman. Hidden in the shadows, she witnessed her second senior sister accept the cereus from Yun Fu, a gentle and shy smile lighting up her face. That smile was so charming and enchanting that even as a bystander, Fu Ling couldn't help but blush. After watching for a while, her face grew increasingly warm, and she finally couldn't contain her embarrassment any longer, rushing away from the pond. So the love stories described in books were true. For several days afterward, Fu Ling found herself distracted, her mind occupied with images of Chun Zhan and Yun Fu together. Ten days had passed since their return to the sect, and it was time for her to recite the "Clear Mind Mantra." Recently, she'd been too preoccupied with Chun Zhan and Yun Fu's affair, her focus scattered. During her review with Jiu Ying, although she performed better than the first time, it still wasn't satisfactory. Having not recited the text correctly, she expected to face her senior sister's reprimand once again, only to find Jiu Ying letting her off this time. Moreover, she received a gift: "This dagger is crafted from top-grade profound iron, with a blade sharp enough for self-defense. The hilt has a hidden compartment, perfect for storing the Miao Zhen Spiritual Bead. If you carry this with you next time, I can feel more at ease." The dagger was exquisite, its body shimmering with silver light, the sheath luxurious and ornate, perfectly matching Fu Ling's tastes. Yet, at this moment, she hesitated to accept it. Recalling the scene by the pond that day, her heart felt in disarray, beating faster and faster. Her face inexplicably flushed, heat coursing through her breaths. Reflecting on it, Jiu Ying had given her so many things over time. She had often asked why Jiu Ying treated her so well. And every time, the answer was always the same—because it's natural for a senior sister to care for her junior. She believed this explanation without question, until she discovered the true relationship between Chun Zhan and Yun Fu. That's when doubts began to emerge in her heart. At this moment, gazing at the small, exquisite dagger in front of her, an uncontrollable thought surfaced. Was Senior Sister Jiu Ying's kindness the same as Yun Fu's feelings for Chun Zhan? Could it be that she actually liked her? ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Ah, Fu Ling is so adorable, a sweet girl who loves to act coy. I can hardly imagine how she'll change once the love-binding poison's effects wear off. Under the influence of the antidote, Fu Ling finds it hard to fall in love, and her current feelings towards her senior sister are purely trust and reliance, not love. Both protagonists face obstacles in falling for each other, so the relationship will develop slowly, but their ultimate love will feel natural and inevitable. Their bond is beautiful, regardless of whether it turns romantic. The senior sister accompanies Fu Ling in her growth, while Fu Ling warms the senior sister's heart—it's really wholesome. (Fu Ling’s feelings for her senior sister: Difficult to fall in love due to the antidote; Senior sister’s feelings for Fu Ling: She sees her younger self in her). Thank you to the little angels who cast their votes or nourished me with nutrients between 2020-10-12 14:26:46 ~ 2020-10-14 01:21:42~ Thanks to the little angel for nourishing me with nutrients: Amen 10 bottles; I'm deeply grateful for your support, and I'll continue to do my best!