Chapter 38 Part 2
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Chapter 38: Jealousy Made An Lan Angry (2)
This medicine might be effective for improving endurance for others, but for Bai Lian, it was worthless. Her endurance was already maxed out.
Even after the effects of such a medicine wore off, she could still keep fighting!
Sure enough, Soft Skill +2 was more appealing.
The risk didn’t seem too high.
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Yan Yue’s Plea
But when Bai Lian locked eyes with Yan Yue, she hesitated.
Yan Yue, who usually carried an air of unreliability, now looked fragile, her eyes flickering with helplessness.
She resembled an innocent little chick, desperately seeking a “mother hen” to watch over her.
Oh, Master!
Bai Lian couldn’t help but recall the past between Yan Yue and An Lan.
Though their relationship had improved recently, from Yan Yue’s perspective, showing her “ugly state” to An Lan was unthinkable.
I get it.
It was just Soft Skill +2—it wasn’t a big deal. Bai Lian could earn more later.
Her decision wasn’t only driven by the motherly instinct stirred by Yan Yue’s vulnerability.
It was also out of gratitude. Yan Yue had helped her many times in the past. Whenever Bai Lian provoked her master by recruiting new martial sisters, she often did so to calm Yan Yue and keep peace on Qiongming Peak.
This time, she would repay the favor.
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A New Plan
Bai Lian made her choice.
Choose Task 2: Take the secret medicine.
She stepped forward, instinctively raising her hand to touch Yan Yue’s head.
But she stopped mid-motion.
Wait! This is Master Yan Yue, not one of my martial sisters.
If she actually patted Yan Yue’s head, wouldn’t that be too disrespectful? She didn’t want to be thrown out by an angry Blood Tree Patriarch or Yan Yue herself.
Instead, she spoke softly.
“Master Yan, I understand. I won’t seek my master anymore.”
Yan Yue sighed, her body visibly relaxing.
A warm current seemed to flow through the air, brushing past Bai Lian like a gentle breeze.
Yet once the tension faded, Bai Lian felt drained, as if she had endured an entire night of torture.
It’s all Bai Lian’s fault!
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Seeking a Solution
Bai Lian frowned. Now she couldn’t even involve An Lan. How could she help Yan Yue, who was tormented by nightmares, find joy again?
Her eyes darted over Yan Yue.
Up, up, down, down, left, right, left, right, B, A, start… Got it!
Her gaze lit up with inspiration. She remembered the Future Mirror.
If that mirror had fooled the eldest princess, it must hold some value.
Although Bai Lian was lazy most of the time, when she got serious, she was determined to succeed.
“Master Yan Yue, stay here. Don’t wander off. I’m going back to Qiongming Peak to get something.”
“Uh?” Yan Yue looked nervous.
Bai Lian quickly reassured her, patting her chest confidently.
“Master Yan Yue, don’t worry! I promise I won’t secretly tell my master.”
Yan Yue hesitated, then nodded.
The Blood Tree Patriarch watched Bai Lian’s retreating figure with a pleased expression.
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The Blood Tree Patriarch’s Thoughts
“What a good child, this Bai Lian.”
It silently reflected on its life choices.
Four hundred years ago, it had made the right decision to follow An Lan and join the Duxian Sect.
Four hundred years later, it made another good choice—befriending Bai Lian, hoping she could mend the strained relationship between Yan Yue and An Lan.
Turning its attention back to Yan Yue, who sat gloomily on a stone bench, the Blood Tree Patriarch silently prayed for her recovery.
Its concern for Yan Yue ran deep. Once, it had even resisted crossing the Guafeng Disaster for her sake.
It feared that if it reshaped its flesh and ascended to the Immortal World, no one would care for Yan Yue.
Yan Yue is so willful.
Without someone by her side, she would surely be bullied if she ventured outside.
Get better soon!
To lift Yan Yue’s spirits, the Blood Tree Patriarch used its vines to sweep away the dark clouds in the sky.
The cold winter night revealed a clear, starry sky.
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Qiongming Peak
When Bai Lian returned to her room on Qiongming Peak, her Fourth and Fifth Martial Sisters were already fast asleep.
She quietly retrieved the Future Mirror and slipped away without a sound.
Her movements were careful and deliberate. She came quietly—and left the same way.
But no matter how subtle her actions, she couldn’t escape An Lan’s watchful eye.
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An Lan’s Observations
“Don’t peek at Bai Lian,” An Lan muttered, though it was more for show than a rule she intended to follow.
In her mind, she wasn’t doing anything wrong.
“I’m just worried about my eldest disciple and checking on her occasionally. Isn’t that reasonable?”
Very reasonable!
After all, Bai Lian was at an age where she could easily be led astray.
An Lan felt it was her duty to protect Bai Lian from outside influences—especially those “bitches.”
Indulgence in desires is unacceptable.
When An Lan saw Bai Lian sneaking off with the Future Mirror, she hesitated.
“What is she doing with that broken mirror?”
Curiosity won out. She slipped out of bed and began tailing Bai Lian.
With her skill, neither Bai Lian, the Blood Tree Patriarch, nor Yan Yue would detect her presence.
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An Lan’s Jealousy
When Bai Lian entered Yan Yue’s secret forest, An Lan’s mood darkened.
She didn’t hate Yan Yue. In truth, she rarely hated anyone—most of the people she despised were long dead.
But she detested how Yan Yue constantly clung to her.
Now, a new reason surfaced:
Why does Bai Lian always turn to Yan Yue first when there’s a problem instead of her own master?
Who is the master of Qiongming Peak?!
An Lan clenched her fists. She wanted to drag Bai Lian by the ear and make her cry until she apologized.
But she couldn’t.
If she revealed herself now, it would be obvious she was tailing Bai Lian.
Anger simmered within her.
The enemy is in the base. Junk stuff! If you dare to take one more step forward, the sky will be overturned!
