Chapter 10

It was not easy for Ji Linglu to stop slacking off and finally know to practice her sword, so naturally, Yun Ningqing would not dampen her motivation.

However, Ji Linglu had requirements for the posture used in sword practice.

Looking at her clever, mischievous expression, Yun Ningqing knew exactly what she was planning.

But the system did not know. Its imagination ran wild, thinking that perhaps even sword practice could have some kind of dual cultivation method…

It was not that these lewd and obscene things came built into its code and programs. It was simply that, in this aspect, it had more than enough confidence in Ji Linglu.

Even if the cultivation world did not have this kind of technique, Yunzhong Jun would make sure the cultivation world had one.

She was the woman who had kissed and hugged the protagonist shou for an entire night right after being reborn!

Her reputation was right there.

But because Ji Linglu’s tone just now had been far too vicious, it dared to be angry but did not dare speak. For a moment, it could not tell which situation was more serious: the protagonist gong dying, or the protagonist shou and the vicious female supporting character practicing a dual cultivation technique together.

How terrifying. It was like being forced to choose between chocolate-flavored poop and poop-flavored chocolate, then making the system taste one.

They were treating it like livestock!

Its heavy worries did not disturb the two people peacefully living in the present.

Yun Ningqing took Ji Linglu’s long, slender fingers and guided them around the hilt of Shangshan Sword, then covered them with her own palm. She gently drew it through the air for an instant, and sword light suddenly flashed.

It was not only matters related to cultivation. Ji Linglu’s enlightenment about the world itself had all been taught bit by bit by Yun Ningqing holding her hand.

The sword swept out horizontally, sharp and piercing as it tore through the air.

Yun Ningqing stepped forward, and Ji Linglu followed. Yun Ningqing turned, and Ji Linglu turned with her. Their breaths stolen content overlapped, just like the red threads of fate that endlessly tangled between them, tightly connected.

Ten fingers interlocked, their thoughts became one.

The sword moved with the heart.

Yun Ningqing’s wrist lifted, and Ji Linglu’s arm was drawn toward the sky, the sword tip pointing straight at the firmament.

The movements were clean and decisive, the sword momentum surging.

At this moment, the spiritual energy of the two, born from the same source, merged into one with perfect tacit understanding.

Was this the Lingering Affection Sword Art?!!!

Perhaps because its bottom line had already been dragged far too low, the system actually felt that this was still all right. It had not yet reached the point of losing all color in shock.

At the same time, it observed three seconds of silence for the protagonist gong.

Too tragic.

Even if the protagonist shou had not developed romantic love for the vicious female supporting character, even if everything she did came only from a Senior Sister’s concern and care for her Junior Sister, the two of them had already done nearly every intimate thing in the world.

Even if the protagonist gong slowly galloped over now, the protagonist shou’s emotions would not be easily stirred by anyone. Her passion and sincerity had long since been given to another person. Every important moment in her life had already been completely occupied by someone else. Everything the two of them had experienced together far exceeded anyone else’s imagination.

Even if the protagonist gong fought with her head, she could not possibly defeat the vicious host’s position in the protagonist shou’s heart.

Even in the previous life, when Yunzhong Jun had acted wantonly and indulgently, doing whatever she pleased without restraint or taboo, the protagonist shou might have been disappointed in her, but she absolutely could not harden her heart against her.

The sunk cost was too great. So great that even if Ji Linglu jumped into a river, the river named Yun Ningqing could make her float back up.

—Being her sister, her mother, and her teacher, painstakingly raising her to adulthood, only to have to become her wife in the end.

One-stop service from birth to death.

So the protagonist shou was actually an all-around ACE.

Still, sympathy was sympathy. The greatest help the system could give the protagonist gong was to reform the vicious host, prevent the two sides from meeting too soon, and leave the protagonist gong enough time and space to develop. Anything else could be forgotten.

Otherwise, with just one word from the vicious host, the protagonist gong would find it impossible to take even a single step in the cultivation world.

Right now, the protagonist gong was level 0, while the future great villain boss was level 15. The difference did not look that large, but who told the vicious female supporting character to have the protagonist shou, Mingguang Peak, Qingxuan Sect, and many, many people behind her? As long as she did not fall into depravity for a day, she occupied righteousness and affection for a day.

It was only because, in the previous life, Yunzhong Jun had essentially severed ties with her own sect and the elders from Mingguang Zhenjun’s generation. Otherwise, even if the number of righteous and demonic cultivators at Baima Pass had doubled, they still would not have been able to touch the corner of Yunzhong Jun’s clothes.

Although protagonists starting from nothing and rising from humble beginnings were very common in literary works, the contrast between the protagonist gong and the vicious female supporting character was simply too brutal. Even riding a horse, the protagonist gong could not catch up to the vicious female supporting character, who had lots and lots of money, and even more lots and lots of love!

Perhaps the original author simply liked writing the stark contrast between someone playing a good hand terribly and someone making a desperate comeback with a terrible hand.

At this moment, the vicious female supporting character was leaning in the protagonist shou’s arms, being coaxed into practicing swordsmanship. Meanwhile, the read the original at bailiantales.comprotagonist gong was probably crouching in some dark corner somewhere…

Even like this, the vicious host was probably still unsatisfied.

Sure enough, Ji Linglu asked Yun Ningqing to compare her with the idiots in the sect and say who was the good student most pleasing to Qingxuan Sect’s Eldest Senior Sister.

Yun Ningqing held Ji Linglu’s cheeks in both hands, giving her more than enough sense of security. “Our Lulu never needs to compare herself with outsiders. You will always be the greatest treasure in Senior Sister’s heart.”

“We still haven’t gone to the Heavenly Goddess Temple this year to thank the Goddess for blessing our Lulu. Lulu must remember to remind Senior Sister.”

She tried to shift Ji Linglu’s attention. Otherwise, Ji Linglu might genuinely make Yun Ningqing list out the flaws of every other disciple one by one to prove that she was the one who had learned the best.

Spoiling was spoiling, but Yun Ningqing still had a bit of reason. On diligence alone, Ji Linglu lost so thoroughly that she was utterly defeated.

When she was little, Ji Linglu had been exquisitely beautiful, carved from jade and powdered snow. Wearing a little Daoist robe altered from Yun Ningqing’s old clothes, with her hair tied into two buns and the red mark between her brows, she looked exactly like an immortal egret that had taken human form and become a Daoist child beneath some immortal deity’s seat. Because of this, Yun Ningqing did not even dare bring Ji Linglu to Daoist temples or Buddhist monasteries, afraid that the vague, distant gods and immortals would think her Lulu was too adorable and take her away without returning her.

Only when Ji Linglu grew a little older did Yun [read the original at bailiantales.com]Ningqing bring her to the temple of the legendary creator deity of Yunyin Continent, asking the Heavenly Goddess to bless her little egret with peace and freedom from worry.

Cultivators never prayed to gods or worshiped Buddha. They believed only that human determination could conquer heaven and that fate could be changed in defiance of heaven. If some frightening-sounding divine name or honored title suddenly rose in the cultivation world, there was no need to think—there would absolutely be an evil cultivator stirring up trouble, preparing to conduct live sacrifices. Killing them early would never be wrong. Naturally, Yun Ningqing would not place her hopes on faith. She simply wanted to find the greatest deity and let her see how adorable her Lulu was.

However, judging from the incense money Yun Ningqing donated, in this regard, she was undoubtedly extremely devout.

“Senior Sister, you forgot. The temple attendant said she would help us pray for blessings and fortune this year. We don’t need to be present, and she won’t accept our incense money either.”

The reason Ji Linglu remembered so clearly was because for many years afterward, the temple attendant used the same reason to refuse Ji Linglu entry. But she would still help them perform fasting rituals and worship the Dipper for free.

In truth, it was because by this time, Ji Linglu had already begun to display the early signs of her evil nature. Every year, while temporarily staying at the Heavenly Goddess Temple, she would tell other worshipers that she was a treasure the Heavenly Goddess had given to Senior Sister, and that the Goddess would only bless her and her Senior Sister, not outsiders like them. She personally helped drive away the temple’s visitors, doing so year after year. Finally, the Heavenly Goddess Temple could no longer bear it and eliminated the trouble from the root.

“Lulu really does have a good memory. If Lulu had not reminded me, Senior Sister would have nearly forgotten such an important thing.” Yun Ningqing said seriously, “If we don’t go to the Heavenly Goddess Temple, then let us go more often to Chengen Hall to pay respects to Master and the past ancestors of Mingguang Peak.”

“That works too. Then this year, I won’t scold Master for going outside and acting like a foolish benefactor, scattering spirit stones, divine weapons, and treasures everywhere, then finally even throwing her life away and leaving Senior Sister to carry Mingguang Peak alone.”

With a master like Mingguang Zhenjun, if Yun Ningqing and Ji Linglu did not do well, bad voices would inevitably appear in the cultivation world. After all, in the Mingguang Peak lineage, it had always unauthorized copy been metal spiritual root cultivators who inherited the position of Peak Master.

“Lulu is so generous.” Yun Ningqing found it amusing, but if she truly laughed, it would inevitably be somewhat disrespectful to their fallen late master. Although given Master’s temperament, she definitely would not mind. Still, the person was already gone, and the one at her side now was even more worthy of cherishing. “Senior Sister thanks Lulu for caring about her. Senior Sister has received it.”

Ji Linglu’s face was already bright with joy, but her mouth remained stubborn enough to split heaven and earth. She brought the topic back again. “Oh, so Lulu is not as good as those idiots?”

Yun Ningqing did not know whether to laugh or cry. “Lulu is the most amazing. Senior Sister admitted defeat long ago.”

Only then was Ji Linglu satisfied. Catching Yun Ningqing off guard, she kissed her forehead. “Reward.”

When she was young, Ji Linglu could not even walk steadily, yet still insisted on following Yun Ningqing step by step and never leaving her side. At such times, Yun Ningqing would turn around, crouch down, kiss her forehead, then pick her up.

Ji Linglu was using the way Yun Ningqing loved her to love Yun Ningqing.

The things taught to Junior Sister had gone round and round, and in the end, they were still used on herself.

Yun Ningqing raised her hand and gently brushed her fingertips over the place Ji Linglu had kissed. bailiantales.comShe did not say anything like Ji Linglu was grown now and could no longer kiss Senior Sister. Instead, she smiled with a sigh. “Then many thanks for Great King Lulu’s reward.”

The system screamed soundlessly, hating that this person failed to live up to expectations!

—She is flirting with you! Stop saying thank you!

Is now the time to show high emotional intelligence and politeness?!

Where was the extra-strong Chinese medicine? No lily bulbs, add more coptis root! Hurry and regulate these two, otherwise it would be the one getting dysregulated!

The two returned to the hall. Ji Linglu walked with such arrogant crab-like steps that she squeezed Yun Ningqing until she could not even walk in a straight line.

The system endured humiliation and pretended to be fine, clicking its tongue in wonder. [You’re just bullying the protagonist shou because she’s soft-hearted.]

Being a system in Mingguang Peak’s household was truly not a job for humans, so it had come to do it. It could only watch helplessly and still had to coax carefully, lest one careless moment make that explosive temper detonate.

Ji Linglu, who had “eaten and drunk her fill,” was like a big cat, lazy from head to toe. Her brows unauthorized copy and eyes were filled with the boundless beauty of spring, and she was even willing to give the system a pleasant expression now—mainly for Senior Sister to see. The ghostly thing was merely being incidentally included out of necessity.

“You don’t understand, do you? She isn’t soft-hearted. She loves me.”

Where could it possibly go to understand that!

The system had finally discovered a pattern. As long as this vicious host was properly comforted by the protagonist shou, she could still speak human words properly. It was just that the words she said had no sense of shame at all.

Wasn’t it said that ancient people were supposed to be rather reserved? How was it that when it came to the vicious female supporting character, she could say absolutely anything?

The system was speechless for a moment. […Why don’t you say it is because the protagonist shou is a good person?]

This time, it did not repeat the same old tune about the protagonist shou being such a good person who should naturally be with someone already good… Whether the protagonist gong was good or not, it did not know. The protagonist shou probably did not care at all right now anyway. Even if the vicious host tore down Mingguang Peak, the protagonist shou would still think she was wonderful.

Ji Linglu clicked her tongue inwardly. “How good my Senior Sister is—is that something you can know? If you knew, you would be dead for sure.”

It had to be said, the threat had indeed reached the system.

The system knew Ji Linglu did not care in the slightest whether it was insulting her under orders, so it boldly opened its mic. [Scum! Scum!]