117 - Douluo: Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass

Reborn as the Villainous Senior Sister - Chapter 117 "I, Fang Si Jian, am aware of my limited abilities, pale in comparison to the likes of Tian Lian and others. In these tumultuous times, the only asset I have to offer is this rather sharp mind of mine. If in the future, I can truly help the young lady achieve greatness, making the name Fang Si Jian known to all, I would be immensely satisfied." A spark of brightness flickered in Fang Si Jian's eyes, as if he could already envision a future where his name resounded throughout the world. The position of Sect Leader of the Xuanming Sect had long been promised to his older brother, Fang Si Mian. Fang Si Jian sought another path, and Fu Ling was the best choice. His words today were the result of meticulous consideration. As long as Fu Ling gave the word, he could begin the strategic planning now, gradually reclaiming the power held by the Four Sects and the Eight Clans. This was not an easy feat. Just the disintegration of the Si family would require tremendous effort. Relying solely on money and time was impossible. The sunlight was bright, casting a slanted rectangular shadow on the ground like a cage, impenetrably solid, mirroring the chaotic world now, trapping everyone inside with no escape. Recalling Jiu Ying's past teachings, Fu Ling withdrew her gaze from the shadow, her expression growing more solemn— "The Celestial Beast will not re-enter the world, and Senior Sister will never let it come out." "Even if it escapes the Underworld Fire Altar, I am not entirely confident I can kill it." "Young Master Fang, your wish might just come to naught." She shook her head; though her words were of refusal, she had already begun considering the feasibility of the matter. Upon hearing this, Fang Si Jian did not feel discouraged. Instead, he chuckled lightly. "You need not lose heart so quickly, young lady. What I said was merely the most difficult scenario." "The Celestial Beast being imprisoned makes conquering the two demon clans simpler. The method remains the same, simply eliminate the current leaders, and who among the remaining demons and devils would dare defy?" "If you wish to hear more, I shall tell you in detail next time. The strife between the demon and devil clans is quite a drama. If the stratagems are employed adeptly, you might not even need force to firmly control the devils." Using the weaknesses of the human heart to sow discord. With just a few sentences, cold sweat trickled down Fu Ling's back. Fang Si Jian was adept at intrigue and wielding power. His cultivation was not superior to his brother's, nor his aptitude above his sister's, yet he alone possessed the capability to dismantle the Si family. Such people were the most terrifying. She wanted to say more, but the young man beside her had already turned away. Only when she looked back did she realize that Jiu Ying had arrived. "Senior Sister." Fu Ling called out first, stashing away the curved blade in her hand before quickly approaching. Still the same sensible and obedient little girl as always. Jiu Ying most cherished seeing her like this, and even before reacting, a faint smile was already forming at her lips. "What were you discussing with Young Master Fang?" These days, Fang Si Jian frequently engaged Fu Ling in private conversations. Jiu Ying naturally noticed. As Fu Ling's closest Senior Sister, she ought to encourage Fu Ling to make friends outside their sect. However, the fact that these two always spoke in private left her somewhat displeased. Fu Ling was of the perfect age, blessed with talent and strength, not to mention her exceptional beauty. Which young male cultivator wouldn't be moved by her? Even Lin Yu Mian, who was known to be devoid of desire, developed feelings for her, let alone Fang Si Jian? Jiu Ying pondered this over and over, considering only this possibility. She wanted to probe into their private conversations, but Fu Ling wasn't inclined to share. Instead, Fu Ling posed another question full of implications. One that immediately froze the smile in her eyes. "Nothing much," the young girl bit her lower lip, her round eyes turning as she pondered for a moment before continuing, "How does Senior Sister find Young Master Fang? Is he worthy of deep acquaintance?" Deep acquaintance? What kind of depth was meant? Becoming friends was deep; becoming lovers was also deep. Jiu Ying frowned slightly, her expression shifting. For a moment, she couldn't fathom why Fu Ling wanted to know this. She longed to ask, yet felt she had no right. After a brief silence, she finally opened her lips, offering her answer— "Fang Si Jian is cunning and deep-minded, but not of a bad heart. Befriending him is certainly possible; however, developing a deeper relationship would be unsuitable." Fu Ling didn't understand her meaning, nor what Jiu Ying referred to as a ‘deeper relationship.’ There was a hint of puzzlement in her eyes. "Why not suitable? What is Senior Sister actually saying?" The words were too subtle, and this little girl couldn't grasp the meaning. Jiu Ying hesitated, then released her lips after a moment, "Lin Yu Mian is steady and virtuous, Gao Tianlian is straightforward and reliable, while Fang Si Jian is skilled in intrigue. Even in love, no one could outmaneuver him." Hearing this, Fu Ling furrowed her brows, stunned for a moment before she reacted, her cheeks instantly flushed with annoyance. Love? What love? She wasn't in that kind of relationship with Fang Si Jian!! She was genuinely upset. Not just because Jiu Ying misunderstood her relationship with Fang Si Jian, but more for Jiu Ying's calm reaction to the notion of her liking someone else. She believed her affection and closeness towards Jiu Ying had been quite obvious, yet why, even now, could Jiu Ying speak so calmly analyzing who would be a suitable partner for her future? Just the thought made her heart ache with anger. She turned her head away, suppressing her inner sorrow, feigning calm as she countered with a question, "Then in your opinion, Senior Sister, which of the three is better?" She didn't want to hear any name. No matter how outstanding these three were in the eyes of the world, she never considered being with them. The one she cared about was only her Senior Sister. A gust of wind passed by, stirring the ends of their hair. The atmosphere carried a subtle awkwardness. Jiu Ying lifted her gaze to look at the young girl before her, seeing only half of a blushing side profile. Pure yet delicate. She didn't wish to answer that question, so she remained silent. But the girl suddenly raised her head, revealing eyes tinged with red, once again loudly questioning her, "Why won't you speak, Senior Sister? I want to know your answer." Repeatedly pressing, not just verbally but emotionally. The question was vague, unclear. But both knew its true intent. Jiu Ying avoided meeting the gaze laden with affection, lowering her eyes, catching sight of the girl's trembling hands within her sleeves. Both in anger and fear. She could ultimately not reciprocate the love that had become eminently clear. If truly to choose someone for Fu Ling to entrust her life to, there could be only one answer. She forced her heart to cool, looked into the girl's eyes, and uttered the three syllables— "Lin Yu Mian." As soon as the words fell, Fu Ling's eyes were completely red. She understood, with this answer, her Senior Sister had never considered a future with her together. She stepped back, overwhelmed with grievance and sorrow that flooded her heart, yet stubbornly bit her lip, refusing to let tears fall. She wanted to ask Jiu Ying if she ever liked her. If not, why would she be so nice to her? Why would she say 'more than just a Junior Sister' when she was captured by a demon fox? Why promise to protect and accompany her all her life? After all, she was just a young girl experiencing her first pangs of love. Every brave probing met with cold, distant responses. She opened her lips, but before she could speak, a soft sob escaped her throat. So pitiful, so full of grievance. Just hearing it once made Jiu Ying's heart ache intensely. She never intended to hurt Fu Ling. The sobs, intermittent, faded in an instant. Her hands hidden in long sleeves were clenched tightly, only relaxing painfully after the girl ran away. This quarrel was witnessed by Fang Yuan Qing. Though Fu Ling had a tendency to cry, not every matter could bring her to tears. This time, unless greatly aggrieved, she wouldn't cry this much. Fang Yuan Qing glanced at Jiu Ying, noticing her icy expression and emotionless eyes, instantly realizing a crisis had emerged in their relationship. She wanted to question Jiu Ying but found herself speechless, staring at that cold, statue-like face. After hesitating, she finally sighed softly and went after Fu Ling. As the only one of their group privy to their "romance," she deeply felt for Fu Ling. Others might not see, but she clearly perceived the changes and efforts Fu Ling had made in the past few months, all for Jiu Ying. Who but someone truly in love could achieve such a level? She had once envied Jiu Ying's care and dedication to Fu Ling, only to later realize the love Fu Ling gave Jiu Ying was far more precious and moving. Following along, she soon saw a slender silhouette at the end of the bamboo grove. That delicate, quivering silhouette against the wind was unmistakably crying. Fang Yuan Qing’s heart ached, and she hurried over to comfort her. Just asking, "What's wrong?" caused the tears to flow again from the young girl's eyes, as her emotions became uncontrollable. The more comfort offered, the greater the grievance. "Why are you crying like this? Did you quarrel with Jiu Ying?" Fang Yuan Qing, being slightly older than Fu Ling, and called "sister" by her in private, always saw Fu Ling as her younger sister. Seeing the young girl weeping like a rain-soaked pear blossom, Fang Yuan Qing's heart ached along with her. "It's normal for sisters to argue, and if there's a misunderstanding, just talk it out and clear the air. Hiding away to cry won't solve anything." Hearing this, Fu Ling began to cry even harder. Fang Yuan Qing gently wiped her tears while soothingly rubbing her back, tears threatening to spill from her own eyes. Wasn't everything fine when Jiu Ying came over last night? How did it come to this today? Could it be... could it be that their fates have diverged?! Fang Yuan Qing's expression changed, suddenly afraid to pursue the subject further. It was unclear how long they remained in this state until Jiang Bei Qing came looking for them to return for dinner, at which point Fu Ling finally ceased her crying. With only the two of them present, knowing Fang Yuan Qing was aware of her relationship with Jiu Ying, Fu Ling cast aside her reservations. Her eyes red and nose stuffy, she shed another round tear from the corner of her eye as she finally spoke of her grievance— "Senior Sister doesn't care for me at all, and even said Brother Lin is more suitable for me." "What?!" Fang Yuan Qing was taken aback. She had always assumed Jiu Ying and Fu Ling had long confirmed their relationship, never expecting they weren't together at all. Having seen countless devoted couples over the years, Jiu Ying's extreme fondness for Fu Ling was indistinguishable from true love. She couldn't believe that the same Jiu Ying, who was even willing to teach Fu Ling the complex Heavenly Net Formation, truly regarded her as just a junior sister. "You mean you two aren't—" Fu Ling knew exactly what word she was about to say. Her chest tightened with bitter feelings, her eyes reddened, and tears fell once more. "We're not. It was just my own wishful thinking. Senior Sister never liked me!" ※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※ Second update tonight. Senior Sister isn't heartless; she just has her principles. Until Fu Ling directly asks her that question, she'll never take the initiative to face it. In the next chapter, we'll have a confession scene~~~ (Thanks to everyone's support, especially Sister Yuan Qing, among other CP fans.) Get ready for the second occurrence of the love gu and for Senior Sister to finally confess. 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