157 - Douluo: Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass

Chapter 157 - The Daily Life of Reincarnating as the Evil Senior Sister The three individuals present had no clue about Yuan Xiang Shuang's true feelings. Did she truly desire that fox so much? Clearly not. If the owner of the white fox had been anyone else, Lin Yu Miao wouldn’t even need to refuse; Yuan Xiang Shuang would have given up on her own. But there are no "ifs" in this world. The fox belonged to Fu Ling—the same person who, like her, had the power to save the demon dragon and yet lived a well-liked life, cherished by all. Yuan Xiang Shuang simply wanted to prove that there was someone in this world who cared for her more than they did for Fu Ling. However, the answer once again led to disappointment. Between her and Fu Ling, Lin Yu Miao chose Fu Ling. At that moment, even the sunlight felt cold. Yuan Xiang Shuang turned around, her gloominess faded, replaced by a faint smile. "If it's Miss Fu Ling's, then let it be." It seemed as if she had let go, but the three of them could see the forced nature of her smile. If it were an ordinary fox, she might have just let it go. But the one lying on the ground was a demon. Jiu Ying hesitated to reveal the fox's true identity, especially since the Yuan family had been slaughtered by demons. After pondering for a moment, she offered a compromise. "If Miss Yuan genuinely likes the fox, we can find another for her." Lin Yu Miao nodded with an apologetic tone, asking, "There are many shops selling spirit pets in Guixi City; besides foxes, is there anything else you fancy?" Despite the sincere suggestion, Yuan Xiang Shuang shook her head in silence. Though the proposal was declined, all three kept it in their hearts. At noon, Lin Yu Miao left alone; soon after, Jiu Ying quietly left the courtyard. With so many demons around, Fu Ling stayed indoors, obediently waiting for her senior sister to return. She glanced at the white fox lying at her feet, suddenly bent down, and picked it up by its neck. "You need to find a little fox, one that looks better, cuter, and more likable than you!" How could a bought fox compare to one found by a demon fox? Xin Tao, held by the neck, struggled before speaking out in dissatisfaction. "Not going!" Even with her life in someone else's hands, she dared to refuse? Fu Ling lifted her hand slightly, her mouth curved into a mischievous smile, and uttered a threat. "Not going? Then I'll give you to Miss Yuan. Once you reach Xuanming Sect, you can forget ever regaining human form." Xin Tao bared her teeth in frustration. Had she known someone would take a liking to her, she wouldn't have sneaked over the wall, even if she froze outside the courtyard. With a reluctant tone, she slapped her tail against the warm back of Fu Ling's hand. "Put me down!" Fu Ling smiled brightly but still shook her head. "No." It was then that Xin Tao realized the young girl before her was not one to be easily dealt with, just like Jiu Ying. Among the two sisters, neither was easy to handle. "I'll find a fox for you!" She finally relented. Lin Yu Miao and Jiu Ying soon returned with a fox. When they entered Yuan Xiang Shuang's room, they discovered there was already a little fox inside. It was a three-tailed red fox, appearing quite young. Its fiery red, soft fur glowed like flames; its eyes, nose, and mouth were all small and adorable, indeed an exceptional beauty. Besides its endearing appearance, it had a gentle and tame temperament, showing no fear of humans, even licking people’s hands when asking for milk. It must have been the result of Xin Tao’s meticulous selection from a fox den. In comparison, the foxes brought back by Lin Yu Miao and Jiu Ying seemed much less impressive. "This was a gift from Miss Fu Ling." Yuan Xiang Shuang explained calmly, holding the fire fox in her arms only after the two entered the room. Such a beautiful, well-behaved little fox, yet she seemed not particularly fond of it. Jiu Ying was momentarily taken aback by the words. Without leaving, Fu Ling managed to get such a young fox cub. It wasn't until her gaze fell again on the red fox that she realized— This small fox must have been found by Xin Tao. With a better one acquired, the other two could be returned to the shop. Jiu Ying turned, handing her white fox back to Lin Yu Miao. Soon enough, only the two of them remained in the room. As Yuan Xiang Shuang prepared to return to the Xuanming Sect, Jiu Ying, uneasy, expressed her concerns with a few words of advice. For an outsider, expressing such concern was already enough. However, upon seeing how affectionate Jiu Ying was towards Fu Ling, Yuan Xiang Shuang felt unsatisfied with everything. She wished to be cherished by Jiu Ying just like Fu Ling, even if only a little. Such gloomy expressions were worrisome. Unaware of Yuan Xiang Shuang’s possessive thoughts, Jiu Ying assumed she grieved over her family’s death and comforted her without hesitation. "Don't be too hasty about revenge; someone will help you eliminate the four demon elders." "When that time comes, you’ll be free and won’t need to stay in Xuanming Sect all the time." Hearing this, Yuan Xiang Shuang's eyes gleamed, her expression slightly improved. "Who is Miss Jiu Ying referring to?" "Fu Ling—" Fu Ling? Again, Fu Ling? Upon hearing those words, Yuan Xiang Shuang froze, stepping back incredulously. Never had she expected that the person Jiu Ying mentioned who could help her avenge would be Fu Ling. Her grip loosened, causing the little fox in her arms to fall to the ground. Perhaps trying to conceal her panic, she quickly knelt to soothe the startled fox. No one noticed her hands were trembling all along. Fu Ling would first kill the four demon elders, making the demons willingly submit to her, the one aiming to become the Demon Realm ruler. Then, the Yuan family massacre would naturally be avenged. Jiu Ying tried to add more, but Yuan Xiang Shuang, already on her feet with the fox in her arms, interrupted. Though her demeanor steadied, her voice still carried disbelief. "Why her? Why not you?" Jiu Ying frowned, thinking a moment before responding— "Because she is stronger than I am." A simple, truthful answer, with not a single falsehood. Yuan Xiang Shuang stood rooted, her lips quivering uncontrollably. At that moment, she felt like Fu Ling was a cloud in the sky while she was mud on the ground. Jealousy, resentment, envy—it was hard to say which emotion prevailed. Her throat seemed to clog, unable to utter another word. And with that, the conversation ended. Lin Yu Miao left with Yuan Xiang Shuang, taking the little fire fox as well. With Xin Tao's help, Jiu Ying and her companion quickly discovered Ning Wan Qiu’s identity— The proprietress of Cloud Moon Tavern. Guixi City had numerous shops, over ten of which were taverns. Being connected to Fang Si Jian, this tavern was surely no ordinary one. Jiu Ying touched the token in her hand, then glanced at the white fox below. "Lead us to her." ＊＊＊ At Yuchun Hall, Feng Su Qiu and Fang Si Jian stood by Fang Yuan Qing's room, their faces filled with shock— Though the woman on the bed had no breath, her cheeks were flushed, and her forehead was covered with a thin layer of sweat. Feng Su Qiu, puzzled by the sight, gently lifted the blanket, discovering her daughter's hands tightly clenched into fists, with the sheets beneath drenched in sweat. Such a sight was atypical for someone unconscious. Fang Si Jian, astonished, reached out to check his sister’s breath, but sensed nothing. "Why is this happening?" Feng Su Qiu carefully unclenched her daughter's hand and tucked her back in with care. "I don't know either, it started happening to Qing Qing four days ago." Four days ago, wasn’t that the day Ming Yue entered her dream? Fang Yuan Qing's physical anomaly was due to the intense stimulation she experienced in her dream— At the moment, she found herself once again trapped on the bed under Ming Yue’s pretense of practicing charm arts. "Sister, it's the fourth day now. Do you think Yue Yue's charm arts have improved?" Ming Yue was clad in a sheer, light red garment, with nothing else to cover her. She knelt partially, straddling Fang Yuan Qing's waist, her breath subtly exuding a fragrance slightly different from the usual scent. "Sister, would you like a gift from Yue Yue?" With delicate fingers tracing from Fang Yuan Qing's forehead down, she quickly undid the bothersome clothing. Fang Yuan Qing's eyes were covered with a black cloth, leaving her completely unaware of the current situation. It was during a midday nap, and in a moment of inattention, her benefactor had bound her hands and feet to the bed with ropes, covering her eyes, leaving her in complete darkness. The obscurity heightened her senses of touch and smell. Fang Yuan Qing dared not move, only aware that her clothing dwindled, eventually leaving only a thin undergarment. Her skirt had long been removed, and she felt slightly moist skin clinging to her abdomen, warm and sticky. Realizing what it was, her face flushed instantly, her voice bearing a nervous tremor. "Yue Yue—please untie the ropes." Hearing this, Ming Yue bit her lip, chuckling softly. Now wasn’t the time to untie the ropes. She pulled the red quilt over both her and Fang Yuan Qing. In the dim atmosphere, the air was filled with allure, and their clothing gradually found their way to the floor. Too intimate. Today's actions by Ming Yue were far beyond the charm techniques of the previous days. Fang Yuan Qing struggled futilely, bound completely. "Yue Yue—" She wanted the young girl to stop, yet could not suppress the rising impulse within. Before she could voice refusal, the rope on her right wrist was freed. At some point, the young girl's hand had covered her own. Their fingers became tightly intertwined. Seeing the blush on Fang Yuan Qing's cheeks, Ming Yue smirked, her voice laden with unspeakable allure. "Sister~" "Yue Yue wants to~" "Is it alright?" Wants? Wants what? Fang Yuan Qing's throat moved, her face burning hot. In all her years, never had she been restrained like this for such an act. She hadn’t realized that the Hehuan Sect's charm techniques could be so boldly direct. What embarrassed her more was the budding anticipation within her. She craved more. None could resist repeated temptations. Especially since she had feelings for the young girl on top of her. The room was quiet, and the temperature was exceptionally high. Moved by desire, Fang Yuan Qing finally succumbed, softly calling out, "Yue Yue~" Hearing this, Ming Yue's heart wrenched, and she abruptly stopped. Today was their last day together. She unfastened three more ropes, embracing Fang Yuan Qing's waist, switching their positions once more. With freedom restored, the black cloth on her eyes became the new obstacle. As Fang Yuan Qing reached to remove it, Ming Yue hooked her neck, silencing her action with a kiss. "Sister, don’t, leave it on." Uncoached, Fang Yuan Qing responded as she had heard before— She allowed Ming Yue to experience the world's most comfortable pleasure. Rouged tides, spring scenes enchanting. Even as the young girl beneath her cried for mercy, Fang Yuan Qing did not relent her hold. The most intimate act completed, yet they never spoke of love. "Yue Yue." "Do you like me?" Fang Yuan Qing couldn't hold back, finally asking the pivotal question. Hearing this, Ming Yue covered her mouth, fearing she might cry. Whether she liked her or not, the question had lost its relevance. After today, she would enter reincarnation, forgetting Fang Yuan Qing and this encounter tainted by deception and use. Tipping her head back, a tear escaped her eye. "Sister, open your eyes and stay still. Yue Yue wants to give you a gift, and after you receive it, Yue Yue will answer your question, alright?" Fang Yuan Qing did not think much of it, her benefactor offering her something made her hopeful their feelings were mutual. She nodded, her lips curving upwards slightly. This moment was too beautiful; even knowing it was just a dream, she was willing to drown in it. Fang Yuan Qing thought she would never forget the taste she had sampled from Ming Yue. The darkness of the cloth blocked out the light; she opened her eyes but saw nothing. Ming Yue kissed her eyelids through the fabric, then retrieved a prepared silver needle from beneath the pillow, piercing the peculiar dual-colored pupils. She intended to extract the blood from the red-tinted eyes, letting it drip into Fang Yuan Qing's eyes during their union. A faint, metallic scent hung in the air. But it quickly dispersed with the wind. Holding the person close, Fang Yuan Qing was oblivious to what transpired beyond the black cloth. Drops of crimson seeped through, entering her eyes with the cloth's contact. Before she could react, they were absorbed by her pupils. In the next moment, the young girl's alluring voice reached her ears, sweet and beguiling— "Sister, remember, Yue Yue likes you, and only you." "Don't forget Yue Yue, alright?" Forget? How could she ever forget? Just as she wanted to respond, the body in her embrace vanished. As if the dream had shattered. "Yue Yue?" "Yue Yue?!" Calls went unanswered. The room, once filled with soft gasps, fell silent. It was then Fang Yuan Qing sensed something amiss. She yanked off the black cloth, finding the room empty. Only the transparent fluid at her fingertips proved the reality of what had just occurred. Where did Yue Yue go? Her heart suddenly filled with panic. Hastily dressing, she moved to search, and upon opening the door, the sunlight blinded her, almost burning her eyes. She blinked, and in that instant, the world faded, shattering and collapsing. When she opened her eyes again, she saw Feng Su Qiu and Fang Si Jian. There was something different. Fang Yuan Qing took a deep breath, noticing the tears in her mother's eyes and the delight on her brother's face— All happened so quickly, yet she captured every detail clearly. Her world had never been so bright and clear. As if she could see through everything. Feng Su Qiu and Fang Si Jian, still in their excitement, noticed Fang Yuan Qing's lips move. Though faint, they clearly heard her speak— She uttered a young girl's name— "Yue Yue." Author's Note: 600k words, never imagined this story would be this long, but it is! Edited a day, removed all the exhaust fumes from the car Ming Yue isn't dead; Clear Brightness (Qing Ming) is a happy ending Thanks to the angels who voted for me or watered with nutrient solution between 2021-01-04 01:07:30 and 2021-01-04 23:08:56~ Special thanks to the angels who voted with landmines: Mu Qing Mu with one mine; Thanks to the angels who watered with nutrient solution: Zeng Ke Ni herself with 7 bottles; Grateful for everyone's support, I'll continue to work hard!