The Cub I Raised Turned Out to Be a Reborn Boss (GL) - Chapter 23.2

A moment of silence for Cold Moon Valley.

With Xue Qiancheng’s strength, she truly could slap them into submission. It was only that people had forgotten because she had not acted in so long.

This time, the whole world might once again shake because of Xue Qiancheng.

Since Xue Qiancheng’s attitude was so firm, no matter how capable Han Jixing was, she would not be able to stir up any waves in the short term.

Jiang Yixue no longer tangled over Han Jixing’s matter. Her mind was filled with one question: what kind of fortuitous encounter could Song Xi have had to reach Mystic rank overnight?

When Jiang Yixue reached the entrance of Qinglian Residence, she suddenly stopped and murmured softly to herself, “Demon God Wei Qi…”

In the original plot, Han Yansu was not in the sect, and Song Xi had no master to teach her, so her cultivation speed was much slower than other disciples. Because of that, people repeatedly made sarcastic remarks, saying she was not worthy of being Han Yansu’s disciple. For this reason, Song Xi worked even harder, cultivating every night.

Finally, one night while she was cultivating, she encountered Wei Qi, who had snuck into Yuqing Sect under cover of darkness.

For some unknown reason, Wei Qi did not kill her. Instead, he took the initiative to teach her cultivation.

What Wei Qi taught her was the Yin volume of the Demon God technique. The Demon God could also be considered part of the divine race, and this technique matched Song Xi’s bloodline. Because of that, she could advance by leaps and bounds.

After thinking about it over and over, Jiang Yixue concluded that the only possibility for Song Xi to advance so quickly to Mystic rank was this.

Jiang Yixue’s head hurt somewhat. She truly had not expected that during these three months, while she had been guarding against Lin Chen on this side, Song Xi had gotten to know Wei Qi on the other side.

Pushing open the door, Jiang Yixue frowned slightly. A faint scent of blood drifted out from Song Xi’s room.

“Xixi—”

Jiang Yixue’s heart tightened. She did not even bother knocking and directly pushed the door open to enter.

Song Xi leaned sideways against the bed, looking somewhat disheveled.

All of her clothes were soaked with blood, and even the corner of her lips was stained bright red. Her face was as white as a sheet of paper, and her lips were no longer as crimson as usual, instead faintly pale.

On Wanxue Peak, who could have injured her? Wei Qi?

Jiang Yixue did not think Wei Qi would dare come to Wanxue Hall. Xue Qiancheng was equal to him in strength, so it was impossible for him to come and go freely on Wanxue Peak.

But at this moment, there was no time to find the culprit.

Jiang Yixue helped Song Xi sit up. “Xixi, sit properly and steady your mind.”

She placed her palm against Song Xi’s back and controlled her spiritual power, guiding it into Song Xi’s body.

The meridians inside Song Xi’s body were somewhat chaotic. In some places, cracks had even appeared along the meridians.

Jiang Yixue’s spiritual energy was too deep and domineering. It shocked Song Xi’s meridians into terrible pain. Even unconscious, Song Xi could not help trembling from the pain.

Even though she was unconscious and even though it hurt this badly, Song Xi, who had lost awareness, still did not make a sound.

Jiang Yixue lightly bit the tip of her tongue, working hard to control the spiritual power she sent in until it was as fine and gentle as possible. Like a spring breeze turning into rain, it flowed through Song Xi’s fragile meridians, slowly restoring the disordered meridians to their proper positions and repairing the cracks in them.

Reconnecting meridians was extremely delicate work. She had to use mental power to control her spiritual power and repair the meridians, while also doing her utmost to suppress the domineering nature of her spiritual energy, lest she injure Song Xi again. But doing so caused a large amount of spiritual power to disperse and go to waste.

This method of healing wasted a great deal of spiritual power. And because Song Xi’s cultivation was currently not high, Jiang Yixue also had to consume a large amount of mental power to control the spiritual power. It was truly far too extravagant.

Before long, sweat seeped from Jiang Yixue’s forehead.

Only after a full hour did Jiang Yixue finally let out a breath of relief. Her spiritual power circulated through Song Xi’s body once, confirming that all the disordered and damaged meridians inside her body had returned to normal. Jiang Yixue exhaled deeply and withdrew her hand.

The consumption of mental power made her vision go black for a moment. She supported herself on the bed with one arm, lowered her head, and eased herself for a while before the darkness before her eyes slowly faded.

She sat cross-legged and slowly regulated her breathing to recover the spiritual power she had overused just now.

Song Xi woke up. The first thing she saw was Jiang Yixue’s somewhat pale face.

A little of Jiang Yixue’s spiritual power remained inside her body, carrying Jiang Yixue’s scent.

What had happened just now seemed to be explained clearly by the scene before her.

In order to heal her injuries, Jiang Yixue had even used such a method that damaged herself…

If one said that Jiang Yixue transferring spiritual power to her in Qingyang City had been done because there was no other choice, then this time was completely voluntary.

Song Xi lightly pressed her lips together, her gaze fixed on Jiang Yixue’s face. The darkness in her eyes slowly surged.

She stared at Jiang Yixue’s face for a long time.

Jiang Yixue was very beautiful. Her brows were like distant mountains, and the bridge of her nose was delicate and elegant. Her eyes carried a faint coolness. But when she quietly closed them, she naturally had a temperament that was cold yet gentle. Jiang Yixue’s eyelashes were also very beautiful, each strand distinct, fine, and smooth as they curled slightly with the curve of her eyes.

The memories of Jiang Yixue framing her in her previous life were still vivid before Song Xi’s eyes.

In her previous life, it had been Jiang Yixue who eavesdropped on the conversation between Han Yansu and Xue Qiancheng and learned that Song Xi possessed a divine bloodline. Because she was jealous of Song Xi, Jiang Yixue spread that news, causing Song Xi to fall into endless pursuit and also directly leading to Song Xi eventually falling into Shendaozi’s hands.

But what Song Xi thought of more were all the scenes from this life.

The scene of Jiang Yixue wrapping an arm around her neck and taking the initiative to kiss her in order to transmit spiritual energy.

And the scene when she woke at the Yunlai Inn, with Jiang Yixue’s jaw resting on her shoulder, quiet and beautiful.

“Senior Sister…”

Song Xi murmured softly. Those two words gave her a feeling both familiar and unfamiliar.

This was not merely a simple form of address. It represented the relationship between the two of them.

It meant that in this life, there truly was someone who would stand by her side.

Jiang Yixue had originally been meditating with her eyes closed. Suddenly, from deep within her meridians, a dark, cold energy began to circulate at some unknown time.

At first, she thought it was only a small issue in cultivation. Jiang Yixue calmly controlled the spiritual power in her body to surround and intercept that strange cold energy.

However, after only a moment, Jiang Yixue’s heart shook.

This gloomy energy was extremely strange. No matter how much spiritual power pounced on it, it melted away instantly like remnant snow meeting fierce fire. And that cold energy actually gradually grew stronger.

Could it be an inner demon…

Jiang Yixue’s heart chilled. She had only heard Xue Qiancheng say that if one had obsessions on the path of cultivation, they would eventually turn into inner demons and become shackles that blocked cultivation progress. They could even turn back and devour oneself. However, Jiang Yixue had never known how to handle an inner demon.

Drop after drop of sweat emerged on Jiang Yixue’s forehead. She unconsciously bit her lower lip, and crimson blood soaked into the peak of her lip. Her breathing also grew much more rapid. A faint gray-black mist began to coil around her brows.

“Death energy…”

Song Xi abruptly sat upright, her face solemn. “How did I forget this?”

There was still a small amount of death energy inside Song Xi’s body that had not yet been fully transformed. Aside from Song Xi, who cultivated the Netherworld Secret Manual, no one else could possibly refine such strange power. Moreover, death energy would corrode a person’s body and cause irreversible damage.

This was also why, back in Qingyang City, Song Xi had chosen that somewhat awkward method to transmit spiritual energy.

Because direct spiritual power transmission was very likely to carry death energy along with it.

“Senior Sister.”

Song Xi panicked and moved closer, calling softly several times.

However, Jiang Yixue did not hear Song Xi’s voice. That gloomy energy gradually grew stronger and had already taken the main position in her meridians. Her spiritual power retreated step by step, and it seemed the next thing to be corroded would be her sea of consciousness.

Jiang Yixue could only firmly guard her spiritual platform, maintaining a sliver of clarity. Her consciousness was like a small boat in wind and rain, liable to capsize at any moment.

If she held on a little longer, perhaps just a little longer, this power would disperse…

Countless times, when her consciousness was about to scatter, Jiang Yixue barely woke herself again and held firm, preserving the stability of her sea of consciousness.

But at that very moment, an even more powerful dark energy swiftly charged into the depths of her sea of consciousness. Jiang Yixue’s consciousness slowly sank into sleep.

Song Xi’s expression was very solemn. Dark energy surged in the palm she had pressed against Jiang Yixue’s pulse gate. After entering Jiang Yixue’s body, that death energy had gone out of control.

Moreover, Jiang Yixue’s own cultivation was very high, and she strongly rejected Song Xi’s Netherworld Secret Manual.

Song Xi lowered her head and pressed her brow against Jiang Yixue’s forehead. A black energy carrying a dark feeling flew from between Song Xi’s brows and slowly entered Jiang Yixue’s body. Along with this process, Song Xi’s face gradually paled.

Having half of the Netherworld power seed she had only just condensed forcibly split away was naturally not pleasant.

By the time Song Xi raised her head, a faint bloody sweetness could not help rising in her throat.

Jiang Yixue’s cultivation far surpassed Song Xi’s. Hiding this half seed inside her without a trace was not easy.

However, right now, under the influence of the death energy, Jiang Yixue was at her least guarded, so Song Xi still succeeded.

The Netherworld power seed slowly rotated, and the death energy inside Jiang Yixue’s body was gradually purified completely before slowly sinking deep into her sea of consciousness.

Netherworld power was different from ordinary spiritual power. Since Song Xi had deliberately hidden it, even Xue Qiancheng would not discover it.

Song Xi gently wiped away the blood at the corner of her mouth. Yet her eyes were bright, and she smiled lightly.

“Senior Sister… is my senior sister now…”

Jiang Yixue had never cultivated Netherworld power and could not control this half seed. So even though Song Xi paid such a great price, it could only purify the death energy when implanted in her body. In the future, Jiang Yixue still would not be able to control it.

But the owner of this half seed was Song Xi, which meant that as long as Song Xi wished it, she could control this seed to self-destruct at any time.

As the Netherworld King who ruled Youming Palace, Song Xi had never been someone who casually trusted others.

She was willing to trust Jiang Yixue, but she could not avoid keeping a backup plan… She was truly afraid after experiencing so many betrayals, especially when Jiang Yixue had once been the enemy she hated to the bone.

Song Xi was also very puzzled. She had clearly prepared herself for the backlash of Netherworld power and had even prepared Heavenly Star Grass because of it.

Unexpectedly, in the end, the Heavenly Star Grass had not been useful. It had only slightly hindered the Netherworld power before its medicinal power vanished completely.

Not long after the death energy disappeared, Jiang Yixue regained consciousness. She circulated spiritual power through her whole body and carefully checked, but she could not find anything abnormal.

In the end, she could only conclude that the will in her subconscious had defeated that strange gloomy energy.

Jiang Yixue could not help feeling lingering fear.

Ever since transmigrating, everything had gone smoothly. Even when she had encountered Yun Tongtian, Jiang Yixue had not truly panicked. She was confident that she could rely on her strength to deal with Yun Tongtian and then find a chance to ask Xue Qiancheng for help.

But this incident was like an alarm bell ringing in Jiang Yixue’s mind. In such a dangerous situation as just now, even Xue Qiancheng would not have been able to save her in time.

Song Xi lowered her eyes, no one knew what she was thinking. Her thick, long lashes covered the expression in her phoenix eyes.

The child also knew she had caused trouble…

Seeing Song Xi look so aggrieved, Jiang Yixue’s heart softened, and more than half her anger disappeared.

But a child who caused trouble still had to be properly educated. Jiang Yixue forcefully took back her softness and still spoke slowly in a cold tone.

“You actually dared to secretly accept a mission by yourself and even made yourself look like this. Song Xi, I was gone for just over two months, and you already wanted to overturn the heavens, is that it?”

“I…”

Song Xi was silent for a moment. She definitely could not say the truth—that she had gone to the ancient battlefield to collect death energy.

“Senior Sister, I only heard them say that Yuqing Sect disciples all have to complete sect missions. And this ancient battlefield secret realm exploration wasn’t dangerous. There would also be many treasures.”

After hearing her explanation, Jiang Yixue became even angrier. “You only heard about it, and you rashly went to accept the mission? There are many dangerous places in ancient battlefields. Before going by yourself, did you make any preparations?”

The danger level of unknown secret realms issued as sect missions was always uncertain. A child who knew nothing could easily fall into danger because of lack of experience.

Although Jiang Yixue knew Song Xi was sensible, she had to explain this matter to her very sternly.

The dignified Netherworld King going to an ancient battlefield was as easy and casual as going home, wasn’t it…

Although Song Xi thought this in her heart, she blinked and, in the end, still said nothing.

Although Jiang Yixue was scolding her, she was also caring about her.

Song Xi narrowed her eyes in satisfaction. So this was what it felt like to be cared for? Fortunately, she had not killed Jiang Yixue at the beginning. That was why there was now someone who kept her in mind.

Song Xi lowered her head, so Jiang Yixue could only see the soft top of her head and the two butterfly hair ornaments that looked as if they had wilted.

Jiang Yixue kept telling herself she absolutely could not soften, but in the end, this was a child she had raised herself. And Song Xi was usually so obedient and sensible. Jiang Yixue could not help starting to soften.

“I’m not forbidding you from participating in missions. It’s just that it’s still too early right now. Acting on your own is unsafe.”

Seeing Song Xi continue to remain silent, Jiang Yixue sighed and said, “You already have Mystic-rank cultivation and can protect yourself, so I won’t talk about this matter anymore. Then can you tell me where today’s injuries came from?”

The way she stayed silent made it look very much as if she was protecting the person who had injured her.

To cause such severe internal injuries without creating external wounds, the other party had to be someone with extremely high cultivation.

Aside from Wei Qi, Jiang Yixue could not think of a second candidate.

She had been injured by him, yet she was still desperately covering for him.

How could she have such a hopeless love-brain at such a young age, before she was even old enough to fall in love…

She had to find a way to muddle through this.

Song Xi’s mind spun quickly, trying to find a suitable excuse.

However, before she could find one, she heard Jiang Yixue’s voice.

“Even if you don’t say it, I know who it is. Today, you’re trying to cover for him, aren’t you? I already told you long ago not to trust other people so easily and not to be deceived by others. Why are you so stubborn?”

In the original plot, Wei Qi approached the heroine for the divine bloodline inside her body.

He cultivated the path of the Demon God, but he himself did not have a divine body, so his body could not bear such powerful strength.

Obtaining the divine bloodline would allow him to both retain his previous strength and avoid exploding from the overwhelming power.

Jiang Yixue had roughly read this route in the game guide. This HE route was the most difficult one.

Because the heroine cultivated the Yin volume of the Demon God Secret Manual, she became Wei Qi’s subordinate.

In the end, her divine bloodline was truly dug out by force. After many twists and turns, the two finally ended up together through a deeply abusive romance.

Just thinking about having one’s divine bloodline dug out was enough to know how painful it would be.

Among the four male leads, the one Jiang Yixue disliked the most was Wei Qi. He did such a wrong thing, then apologized and turned back, and that counted as an HE? It was simply laughable.

If Song Xi and Lin Chen ended up together, perhaps Jiang Yixue would feel a little upset, but she would definitely not be this angry.

Song Xi froze, her eyes somewhat confused.

Who? She did not even know who Jiang Yixue was talking about… What exactly had Jiang Yixue imagined?

Seeing that Song Xi still refused to admit it, the anger in Jiang Yixue’s heart burned even hotter. She really had spoiled this child too much recently. Sure enough, it was just like what her friend in her previous life had said: naughty children had to be treated with both kindness and authority. They could not be blindly spoiled.

Jiang Yixue put on an icy and serious expression.

“If you don’t know where you went wrong, then go kneel outside the door. Kneel until you know your mistake.”

The Netherworld King never knelt to anyone. There were only others kneeling before her, let alone admitting mistakes. She did not even know what admitting mistakes meant.

Jiang Yixue had never punished her like this before. Song Xi froze.

After giving the punishment order so aggressively, Jiang Yixue was afraid that seeing Song Xi’s pitiful appearance would make her soften, so she stood up and prepared to leave Song Xi’s room directly.

But when she stood, Jiang Yixue’s steps paused. Her body swayed, and she barely managed to steady herself by supporting herself against the wall.

The breathing regulation just now had only recovered part of her spiritual power. It would take several days to recover the mental power she had consumed.

Song Xi instinctively wanted to help Jiang Yixue. “Senior Sister…”

Jiang Yixue had already recovered slightly and forced herself to act resolute, shaking off Song Xi’s hand. “Do you know where you went wrong?”

Song Xi’s tone was firm. “I did nothing wrong.”

Although she did not know what Jiang Yixue had misunderstood, in Song Xi’s world, the Netherworld King would never admit fault.

After saying that, Song Xi was still somewhat worried about Jiang Yixue’s current physical condition. “Senior Sister, do you want to rest first?”

“I don’t need your concern.”

Jiang Yixue frowned lightly. So she was determined to protect Wei Qi until the end?

“Go kneel outside. Come back when you’ve thought it through.”

Watching Jiang Yixue leave, Song Xi blinked. Right now, she could control the half seed of Netherworld power inside Jiang Yixue’s body and force Jiang Yixue to submit.

In her previous life, when someone argued with her, she had done exactly that. But that person had not been qualified to possess half a Netherworld power seed. She had merely controlled a wisp of death energy and tortured that person until they could neither live nor die.

But the person arguing with her now was Jiang Yixue.

Song Xi lightly pressed her lips together.

She could not bear to do it.

Kneel, then kneel. In any case, she was Song Xi, not the Netherworld King. It was not the Netherworld King’s face being lost…

The dignified Netherworld King had to know when to bend and when to stretch.

After thinking it through, Song Xi stood, straightened her back, and walked out with a solemn expression.

Hearing Song Xi’s footsteps leaving the room, Jiang Yixue opened her own door and glanced out. There was no one in the main hall.

Then she looked outside and saw Song Xi kneeling on the green stone slabs in the courtyard.

Punishing her to kneel was meant to make her reflect.

This child really was too literal. She had actually knelt directly in the courtyard. The sun was about to set, and it was terribly cold outside. The green stone slabs were also especially cold and hard. Jiang Yixue felt even more irritable in her heart.

Just as Song Xi knelt there, doubting life and wondering whether there was something wrong with her own mind, something suddenly fell in front of her with a slap.

It was a plain-colored soft cushion. It landed heavily beside Song Xi’s feet, stirring up a cloud of dust.

The cushion carried the faint cold fragrance of wintersweet in snow, as well as Jiang Yixue’s body warmth.

Song Xi recognized this cushion. It was from the chair in Jiang Yixue’s room. Jiang Yixue liked the embroidered cranes on it very much, so she always treasured it carefully.

Song Xi’s hand tightened slightly around the cushion.

When she lowered her eyes, a smile unconsciously appeared at the corners of her mouth. This senior sister acted cold and heartless, but in truth, she was the softest-hearted person of all.

A cool wind began to blow through the courtyard. Song Xi thought for a moment, picked up the cushion, stood, and walked to Jiang Yixue’s door. She knocked lightly.

“Senior Sister, I was wrong.”

The dignified Netherworld King had already knelt. What was an apology? The Netherworld King had to know when to bend and when to stretch.

With a creak, the door opened.

Jiang Yixue had hastily draped a coat over herself, and the half-open collar revealed snow-white inner clothes. Her fingers supporting herself against the doorframe were slender and fair. Paired with her slightly weak face, she was so beautiful that one could not help staring.

By the time Song Xi realized that even the evening clouds were not as beautiful as Jiang Yixue, she had already been staring at her for a long while.

She abruptly lowered her head.

Damn it… How could she think a woman was this beautiful…