Chapter 11

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Chapter 11: My Martial Sister Can’t Be So Reasonable!

Su Youwei’s heart wavered as she watched Bai Lian emerge from the old house.

“正.”

The character engraved on her wrist carried an elegance that struck her deeply.

But could she truly live up to such a word?

Her heart felt as heavy as iron, her soul as weary as a thin horse trudging along an endless road. Could she ever embody the spirit of righteousness Bai Lian spoke of?

The doubts consumed her. Rather than leave this mark on me, it should be returned to Bai Lian!

Only Bai Lian’s poised departure, sword in hand, seemed worthy of the word she had written. That momentary display of valor shook Su Youwei’s conviction.

Could Bai Lian really be as fearsome as the female disciple from the Duxian Sect had claimed?

Perhaps that disciple had been misled. Bai Lian seemed sincere now, her actions filled with righteousness.

But what if this is all an act?

The thought lingered in Su Youwei’s mind. Yet, logic told her the female disciple had no reason to lie, and the strange visions that occasionally flitted through her mind only added to her confusion.

Her gaze drifted to the fifth elder and her aunt, peacefully asleep atop the flying sword.

Slowly, she steadied herself.

No matter what, Bai Lian was right about one thing: times had changed. She was no longer alone.

If she allowed her internal demon to control her, no amount of strength gained through immortal relics would save her. The demon would inevitably destroy her in the end.

Su Youwei gently traced the “正” on her wrist with her fingers.

I won’t wash it off just yet.

If it truly helped keep her internal demon at bay, she’d carve another one herself.

At that moment, Bai Lian exited the old house, casually tucking the Dirt Free Sword into the pendant hanging from her chest.

Xia Qingqing quickly stepped forward.

She peered over Bai Lian’s shoulder. “What about the woman inside? Did she…”

She trailed off, covering her mouth, too afraid to finish her thought.

“She fainted as soon as I entered,” Bai Lian replied evenly. “She’ll wake up within the hour and likely think it was all just a bad dream.”

“Oh… oh, I see.”

Relief washed over Xia Qingqing’s face. For a moment, she’d thought Bai Lian had killed the woman, perhaps to cover their tracks.

Doing good deeds without leaving a name.

Xia Qingqing couldn’t help but admire Bai Lian for her composure and decisiveness.

If only she were as mature and steady, she wouldn’t have ended up in this mess.

But admiration couldn’t completely suppress the sense of injustice boiling within her.

It’s not fair!

Summoning her courage, Xia Qingqing stepped forward.

“I have an objection!”

Bai Lian turned her gaze on her. “What is it?”

Xia Qingqing pointed at Su Youwei. “We’re both human! Why…”

Her voice faltered under Bai Lian’s steady gaze, her momentum crumbling.

“When she spoke out, you didn’t scold her. You even wrote ‘正’ for her. But before I could finish a sentence, you scolded me! Just because she’s your Martial Sister doesn’t mean it’s fair. You’ve only known each other for half a day!”

“……”

At that moment, the system’s task notification appeared again.

In the two months since activating the system, Bai Lian had never seen it pop up so frequently. Even Elder Gaoyi, who delighted in asking difficult questions, wasn’t as persistent as Xia Qingqing.

If I don’t scold her, I’d be letting the system down!

Bai Lian folded her arms. “Fine. You want a word too? I’ll give you one.”

Xia Qingqing hesitantly extended her hand.

Even Su Youwei and the jade rabbit turned to watch curiously.

With a swift motion, Bai Lian traced a character on Xia Qingqing’s wrist. The light, crisp sensation made Xia Qingqing’s mind go blank for a moment.

When Bai Lian withdrew her hand, Xia Qingqing’s face betrayed a fleeting reluctance.

“What word is it?” she asked eagerly.

Looking down, she saw the square character ‘傻’ (stupid).

“Ah, this…”

Bai Lian’s tone was calm but firm. “Su Youwei is my Martial Sister. You’re not. You already knew the answer yet still decided to ask me. Isn’t that stupid?”

[Task completed. Music +1.]

“I…”

Too frustrated to argue, Xia Qingqing stormed off in a huff.

“You just keep spoiling your Martial Sister! I’m telling you, you’ll regret it one day!”

In the following days, despite Bai Lian’s meticulous caution, she inevitably encountered disciples from the Red Moon Sect patrolling the roads.

After all, this wasn’t a game where enemies followed fixed routes and their vision was perpetually fixed in one direction.

With the assistance of the jade rabbit and Xia Qingqing, Bai Lian dispatched the patrollers effortlessly.

Her movements were precise—drawing her sword and returning it to its sheath in one seamless motion.

The speed was astounding, leaving no time for the enemy to react. By the time they realized what was happening, they were already dead.

“How incredible!” Xia Qingqing’s eyes gleamed with admiration.

What impressed her even more than Bai Lian’s swordsmanship was her composure, even in such high-stakes situations.

Bai Lian’s decision to forgo using spiritual power, likely to minimize the risk of exposure, revealed both her discipline and strategic foresight.

“Alas…” Xia Qingqing sighed deeply.

Compared to Bai Lian, why am I so weak?

At last, she began to see that Bai Lian’s sharp words had been for her own good.

“Junior Sister Xia!”

At an intersection ahead, a young man in blue suddenly appeared.

Xia Qingqing’s expression lit up, and she ran over immediately.

“Elder Martial Brother Zhao! Why are you so slow?”

Scratching the back of his head awkwardly, Elder Martial Brother Zhao replied, “I was delayed on the way, so I got here late.”

“I—”

“Is this how you talk to your Martial Brother?” Bai Lian’s voice cut in sharply, startling both Xia Qingqing and Martial Brother Zhao.

“At a time like this, shouldn’t you thank your Martial Brother instead of scolding him?”

Xia Qingqing’s face shifted, her tone softening as she said coyly, “Elder Martial Brother Zhao, I shouldn’t have spoken to you that way. It’s my fault.”

Martial Brother Zhao froze.

What’s going on?

Younger Martial Sister Xia was actually apologizing? Had her body been taken over by some demon?!

“What… what’s happening?”

Thinking her Martial Brother was asking about her current situation, Xia Qingqing began to explain, her expression tinged with guilt. As she recounted their journey, her self-recrimination grew, leaving Elder Martial Brother Zhao speechless.

“Martial Brother Zhao,” Xia Qingqing added cautiously, “don’t be upset with Bai Lian. She scolded me for my own good.”

Initially, she had intended to complain, but after realizing Bai Lian’s intentions, she now worried Martial Brother Zhao might misunderstand or resent Bai Lian.

Elder Martial Brother Zhao didn’t know what to say.

Was he dreaming?

Is Xia Qingqing actually defending Bai Lian?

His chest tightened.

My Martial Sister can’t be this reasonable!

A wave of emotion swept over him, and his nose stung slightly.

With a forced smile, Martial Brother Zhao stepped forward and bowed slightly to Bai Lian.

“Fairy Bai Lian, thank you for saving Junior Martial Sister Xia’s life. She… well, she can be a little stubborn. You must have had a hard time traveling with her.”

Bai Lian shook her head quickly.

“Not at all. In fact, Miss Xia is very reasonable. She listens to everything I say. How could I have suffered?”

More tasks, please!

Martial Brother Zhao blinked, his confusion deepening.

Moments later, understanding dawned on him.

He had heard rumors of Bai Lian before—her unparalleled talent and her kindness to all. At the time, he had dismissed them as exaggerations.

But seeing her now, even Junior Martial Sister Xia had been swayed by her influence.

The rumors were true.

She truly was Bai Lian of the Duxian Sect.

He was moved to the core.