107 - Douluo: Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass

Reborn as the Malicious Senior Sister – Chapter 107 A past grudge from their youth was finally resolved in this unexpected “forgiveness.” Jiang Beiqing's eyelids gently lowered, and a soft, unintentional smile tugged at the corners of her mouth. In that moment, she surprisingly forgot that they were still in a state of telepathic connection and inadvertently transmitted her innermost thoughts to Qin Shuyu— “She’s so easy to placate.” A soft whisper escaped her lips, sounding especially pleasant. Qin Shuyu turned her head away, a slight flush adorning her cheeks, and, with a light flick of her fingertips, their interlocked fingers parted. Without the connection of touch, the soul-binding spell naturally dissolved. The force within her swiftly dissipated. It was not until she returned to her seat that the flush on her face gradually receded. The mockery from Jiang Beiqing ten years ago left her distressed for a long time, yet she was also acutely aware that the other party's words were not entirely without merit. As someone of the Qin family who had no desire for cultivation and spent her days in the kitchen, it was indeed something others might ridicule. After her heartbreak, she didn't hold onto the matter but remembered the twelve-year-old girl capable of wounding with her words— The eldest daughter of the Jiang family and the most outstanding disciple of the Tiangua sect in that generation, Jiang Beiqing. Such a favored daughter of the heavens, no wonder she looked down on me. As the children of powerful families, only a year apart in age, their later experiences were worlds apart. With mediocre talent and low strength, gradually abandoned by the clan, she became a pawn for her brother's gain, which was a painfully unavoidable fate for her. On her wedding day with Si Xiao, amidst the crowd, she immediately spotted that red-clothed woman. Though the woman's face was slightly unfamiliar, with youthfulness faded, it had become alluring and captivating; even more unforgettable was the innate confidence and pride emanating from her. Every frown and smile exuded an overwhelming arrogance. A stark and tragic reality. Qin Shuyu didn’t even dare to glance at Jiang Beiqing. She feared those striking red lips would once again utter sharp, compelling words— Ten years, and you haven’t progressed a single bit. But this time, the heavens seemed to have heard her prayers. Within the tomb, when the stone door was broken, the person entering was the woman who had once humiliated her with talent and cultivation prowess. She heard no harsh words, but was instead rescued. When they met again, she did not bring up the past from ten years ago. Yet, Jiang Beiqing seemed to still care. Whether it was the “I’m sorry” or “She’s so easy to placate,” it all left her in disbelief. Still in a daze, someone quietly approached her side. A shadow fell, and Qin Shuyu slowly raised her head, seeing a face dazzling and bright. It was Jiang Beiqing. Before she could respond, the newcomer had already settled beside her. Familiar, haughty words reached her ears once more, “In an hour, it will be midnight. If Bai Gu appears, remember to stay by my side.” It was neither a question nor advice. It was a confident, undeniable order. Only such resolute words could offer the greatest sense of security. Qin Shuyu lowered her eyes, remained silent for a short while, then answered with a blushing face, “Mm.” *** After Lin Yumia and the others finished their performance, it was Jiu Ying and Fu Ling’s turn to take the stage. Gao Tianlian’s most anticipated move was ‘Stars Scattered Across the Sky,’ and at his request, Fu Ling naturally became the finale act. Jiu Ying was the first to rise. Everyone knew her cultivation was unfathomable and were curious as to what kind of Taoist techniques she would exhibit. Numerous eyes were fixed on her, not daring to blink for fear of missing something. However, Jiu Ying merely gathered a wisp of pure water with her spiritual energy, letting it blend into the night sky, and did nothing further. Lin Yumia didn’t understand. Gao Tianlian didn’t understand, and no one present understood. The jade-white water merged with the air and drifted away in an instant. It seemed to come and go without a trace, like a breeze. Jiu Ying furrowed her brows, a flash of perplexity in her eyes, as if she herself was curious why her move seemed to not even be a move at all. She flipped her hand, moved her palm slightly, and another wisp of water merged into the night sky, disappearing without a trace. Still, there was no response. What is happening? She lifted her head, her gaze stern and icy. In the next moment, the sky suddenly erupted with a loud roar, and several claps of thunder resounded. Before anyone could react, two purple sky thunders broke through the ninth heaven and descended fiercely upon the ground, their power immense enough to carve a deep crater in this small courtyard. Lin Yumia and the others leapt away, Qin Shuyu was a half-beat too slow, almost being blown away by the falling rocks, but was fortunately protected by Jiang Beiqing by her side, or she would surely have been injured. Staring at the rubble and broken trees before them, Jiu Ying’s face expressed some embarrassment and apology. As a dragon spirit, she naturally possessed a unique and formidable ability— To summon heavenly lightning. The higher the dragon spirit’s level, the stronger the summoned lightning. And the one she summoned just now was the most lethal purple lightning. “Such a formidable lightning summoning technique.” Even Lin Yumia couldn’t help but softly marvel at it. Jiu Ying’s eyes flickered slightly at this remark. Though she knew dragon spirits could summon heavenly lightning, she never imagined she could call forth purple lightning. She could only awkwardly pretend not to have heard Lin Yumia’s praise. In the bottom of the pit, purple fire glimmered faintly, as if burning. Gao Tianlian cautiously approached, instantly filled with an intense fear. He quickly turned his head for a glance at Jiu Ying, and upon seeing her face cold and her eyes icy, he dared not speak another word and promptly withdrew his gaze. At that moment, he finally understood why Jiu Ying opted to decline his overtures and leave without saying goodbye. It was due to the vast disparity in their power. It was not that Jiu Ying couldn’t match him, but that he could not match her. Her cultivation apparently reached the pinnacle realm, unmatched among the disciples of the four sects, not even Lin Yumia could stand alongside her. While he was still entranced by the terrifying purple fire, Fu Ling quietly approached. Just a single sentence from her left him shocked and chilled to the bone. “It seems Young Master Gao is eager to see me perform ‘Stars Scattered Across the Sky’—” So, she wanted to use that purple fire. Gao Tianlian was practically at a loss for words. The two purple thunders Jiu Ying summoned earlier had frightened him enough, and now Fu Ling intended to use the purple fire for ‘Stars Scattered Across the Sky’; these two senior sisters seemed intent on leaving him here. Seeing Fu Ling about to leap into the pit to retrieve the fire, he could no longer worry about his dignity and hurriedly called out, stopping her, “Miss, be careful!” Fu Ling understood his concern. Turning her head, she smiled at him. It was the same innocent and radiant smile, easily putting others at ease. She shook her head gently and responded softly, “Nothing will happen.” Before her words completely fell, she glanced at Jiu Ying beside her. Seeing that Jiu Ying didn’t stop her, she completely relaxed and jumped into the pit, using the tip of the Dragon Slayer Knife to retrieve a small clump of purple fire. The spectators, both fearful and curious, soon crowded around due to their trust in Fu Ling. Jiu Ying stood not far away, unmoving, the moonlight illuminating her face, cool and as clear as water. The purple fire was incredibly hot, untouchable by hands, and only divine weapons like the Spiritual Void Sword and the Dragon Slayer Knife could make contact with it. Holding the curved blade, with a weak purple flame at its tip, and seven black rings on its back, each step Fu Ling took caused the rings to collide with each other, making crisp tinkling sounds. She slowly walked towards Jiu Ying, cautious with every step, and only upon nearing her did she realize her knife tip was pointed at Jiu Ying's heart. The Dragon Slayer Knife, a fearful match for dragonkind, naturally only made the dragon uncomfortable. Jiu Ying slightly furrowed her brows. Though she said nothing, it was clear to see her aversion and resentment towards the large knife. Seeing her expression, Fu Ling clenched her teeth, gathered a layer of watery ice in her palm using her water-like spirit energy, and placed the purple fire upon it. Luckily it was celestial spiritual energy; otherwise, the purple fire would have instantly melted the ice and destroyed her hands completely. The surrounding air stilled; no one dared speak. Like that, Fu Ling held the purple fire in her hands, walking step by step in front of Jiu Ying. She needed Jiu Ying’s help with the most crucial step of manifesting ‘Stars Scattered Across the Sky’—uniting water with fire. Without speaking, Jiu Ying knew what Fu Ling wished for her to do. The purple fire shone softly yet carried intense heat capable of obliterating everything. The young girl's face, warmed by the flame, faintly exhibited a layer of blush. The sight was breathtaking. Especially her eyes, which sparkled brighter than the stars in the night sky. Jiu Ying remained motionless for a long while. Fu Ling, growing anxious, extended the purple fire towards her once more. “Senior sister, please help me~” The soft, light voice was low and gentle. It wasn’t quite a plea, yet it was more endearing than an actual plea for help. Jiu Ying's eyes flickered, unable to resist that pitiful entreaty. She finally raised a hand, letting a drop of cool, transparent water merge into the tiny flame. The instant the cold water merged with the hot fire, the purple flame in Fu Ling’s hand shot into the air, disappearing without a trace. No one knew what happened. Under the cold night sky of the deep mountains, a red glow gradually covered the heavens, and one by one, purple meteors streaked across the horizon, bursting into splendid fireworks before touching the ground. These sky-spanning sparks not only bring destruction but also deliver beauty. Just like spiritual energy, capable of both taking life and saving it. The meteors, fleeting and ephemeral, transform into fireworks that remain forever in people’s hearts. So beautiful that they can never be forgotten. Everyone was captivated by the celestial spectacle, including Jiu Ying. None of them noticed when a meteor drifted slowly towards her, ultimately landing in her hand. The meteor, which was supposed to burst into smoke and vanish, lay in her palm, transforming into a stunning ephemeral blossom. Just like a real ephemeral flower, in its bloom lies its demise. Jiu Ying's gaze softened as she quietly observed the small, pretty white flower grow and blossom in her hand, eternally captured at the moment of full bloom, never to wither. No one understood better than her that the ephemeral flower was an illusion. This was a gift from Fu Ling, a mirage created solely for her. “Senior sister, is it beautiful?” The young girl's voice gently echoed by her ear, still soft and enchanting, filled with repressed affection and sentiment. So apparent that even someone as oblivious as Jiu Ying could perceive it. Only then did she begin to suspect that Fu Ling may not have been intoxicated that night, or perhaps, from the outset, had deceived everyone. Neither possibility was something Jiu Ying wished to confront. It brought her back to the day Fu Ling dueled Si Xiao, the day she began suspecting Fu Ling liked her. What was she to do? What could she do? She had no choice at all. A prolonged silence caused the smile in Fu Ling's eyes to falter slightly. Biting her lip, she mustered the courage to ask again, “Does senior sister dislike it?” Such a cautious tone, one couldn’t help but feel a tug at the heartstrings. Jiu Ying plunged once more into a chasm of painful contradiction, unable to utter even a single cold, rejecting word. She raised her gaze, a mix of emotions swirling in her eyes, and in the expectant look that filled the young girl's eyes, she finally let her lips part slightly, softly speaking two words— “I like it.” ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Jiang and Qin, actually, Jiang’s life is what Qin has always envied. This is so romantic, Fu 00! I also wish for a younger sister to set off fireworks for me, 5555. 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