Liu Shuang was slightly surprised and turned her head to engrave the scene before her eyes in her heart. Even many years later, she still remembered it deeply.
It was in March, with the spring scenery vivid and warm breeze swirling around the branches of the peach blossom trees. A pink petal drifted and silently landed on the slender shoulder of her junior sister.
Shen Qiqi wore a green garment, leaning against the window and looking at herself. Her almond-shaped eyes were clear and full of smiles. With one hand supporting her chin, she showed the unique playfulness and agility of a young girl, which was more enchanting than the colorful spring scenery.
"Senior sister!" Shen Qiqi smiled and called her back to reality. "What are you doing?"
Liu Shuang lowered her eyebrows, wiped away her emotions from her eyes, and said softly, "Why are you here?"
"I happened to be passing by, and I came to see what you're doing." Shen Qiqi turned her eyes and noticed the old man beside her. She quickly stood up straight and respectfully greeted him, "Elder Chang."
Chang Yao looked at her and snorted through his nose. "Humph, I thought you didn't care about me."
Chang Yao was the owner of the Baicaoyuan, in charge of everything here. He was obsessed with alchemy, unconcerned with worldly affairs, and looked somewhat sloppy on the surface, but his inner heart was simple and pure.
When Liu Shuang suffered from cold treatment and others took her house, and even tried to drive her down Qing Fēng Mountain, it was Chang Yao who came to take her in.
Because of this, Liu Shuang had always respected Chang Yao very much, and learned a lot of knowledge about medicinal pills from him. The relationship between teacher and disciple was built on mutual trust and support, with deep emotions.
However, Chang Yao's ending was not a happy one. The demon realm launched a ruthless massacre in the cultivation world, leaving misery and woe everywhere.
Under the accusations of many sects, he chose to prove Liu Shuang's innocence at the cost of his own life, but it was still of no use.
Shen Qiqi felt sorry for this old man's fate and looked at him with a hint of respect. She waved her hand and said, "No, I won't forget about you."
"I remember you, you are Shen Jue's little kid?" Chang Yao looked her up and down, showing a skeptical look. "Are you here again to deliberately make trouble for Xiao Shuang?"
It seemed that Shen Qiqi's dislike of Liu 6shuang had become widely known and was hard to erase.
Shen Qiqi was determined to change this bad impression and held up four fingers, pointing them towards the sky, and solemnly vowed, "No. From today on, I, Shen Qiqi, will never harm Senior sister again."
"Oh? Is that so?"
"Really! If I harm Senior Sister, I... I will never be able to go back home!"
Chang Yao laughed at her words and shook his head. "Ha, what kind of poisonous oath is that?"
Shen Qiqi smiled on her face, but thought to herself, "You don't understand. This poisonous oath is much more serious than any heavenly thunder or lightning. Never being able to return to the modern world is the most fatal blow for a transmigrator!"
Liu Shuang looked at her with deep eyes and said, "Okay, remember what you said today."
Shen Qiqi nodded without hesitation. She hadn't even hugged the female lead's thigh tightly yet, so why would she harm anyone? Isn't it better to be alive?
"Senior sister, Elder Chang, can I come in now?"
After getting permission from the two of them, she familiarly entered the room and looked up at the alchemy furnace, which was as huge as an ancient tree. She couldn't help but exclaim, "Wow!"
Chang Yao showed a proud expression and asked, "How does my furnace look?"
Shen Qiqi honestly replied, "It looks very impressive."
Chang Yao patted the furnace cauldron and boasted, "This was forged with Xuantie Meteor Crystal, and has the Vermilion Bird True Fire running inside, which can melt all things in the world."
Shen Qiqi gave him a thumbs up and praised him, "You really are amazing."
Chang Yao nodded in satisfaction and said, "This little girl has good taste."
The two of them had a very pleasant conversation, but suddenly Liu Shuang interrupted their North-South commercial mutual praise and said softly, "Master, this refining pill also requires a kind of medicinal herb. I'll go to the medicinal field to get some Chuxian." After speaking, she stood up, lifted the curtain in front of the house, and walked out gracefully.
Shen Qiqi watched her back as she walked away and whispered to Chang Yao, "I heard you mocking Senior sister before I came. What happened?"
Chang Yao's expression froze, and he stroked his beard and sighed, "Ah, Xiao Shuang is usually fine, but today I don't know what's wrong with her. She seems distracted and has made several mistakes in a row with the medicinal herbs. I just scolded her a little."
"Is Senior sister not in a good mood today?" Shen Qiqi rubbed her chin and guessed.
"Perhaps. This child has been much more silent than usual in recent days, and I don't know what's going on with her," Chang Yao replied.
Shen Qiqi nodded and smiled, "It's okay! Elder Chang, I'll go out and talk to Senior sister, I'll make sure to cheer her up."
"You clever little girl," Master Chang Yao put a heavy hand on her shoulder and implied, "Treat her well."
"I understand!" Shen Qiqi agreed quickly and bounced out of the room like a little frog.
Liu Shuang walked out of the house, turned on her tiptoes, and walked nonstop until she reached a corner where the window was no longer visible. She gently rubbed her tightly locked brow with her fingertips and slowly exhaled a breath.
It wasn't that she was in a bad mood, but her demonic bloodline was causing trouble in her body.
Although this ancient bloodline was good, it also had its drawbacks. It could autonomously absorb negative emotions such as resentment, hatred, sadness, jealousy...and so on, throughout the body, and convert them into power that she could use.
However, these powers came uninvited, and even if she didn't intend to absorb them, they would still rush in.
Coincidentally, when the demon realm came this time, the overwhelming demonic energy and resentment rushed into her body without warning, like a mountain collapsing and the sea surging, making it hard not to be affected.
Liu Shuang had absorbed too much today, and the demon element inside her was in chaos. Several waves of resentment seemed to be fighting and colliding, and she really needed to digest them well.
She walked slowly with her hands behind her back to the field of camellia flowers, slightly bending down, and pinched the green stem with her slender fingers. She was about to pick the white flower leaves when she heard a chaotic sound of footsteps coming from the fence gate.
"Wow, does this Hundred Herb Garden really have everything?"
"Of course, young master. The medicinal herbs and elixirs of the seven peaks are all produced here, and the quality is unparalleled! But...,"
"But what? Spit it out if you have something to say," the impatient voice interrupted.
"Heh, the old man here has a strange temper. Sometimes he's gentle, and sometimes he's fierce. It's said that he only gives medicinal herbs based on his own preferences."
Liu Shuang looked up and saw a young man in brocade, with his chin raised and his hands behind his back, walking slowly into the garden with a group of people surrounding him.
"Don't be afraid," he casually took a step forward, "just give him a bag of spirit stones, and I'll see if he still dares to be arrogant."
Liu Shuang let go of the camellia leaves in her hand and stood up straight.
If she remembered correctly, this was Tang Yanhua, an inner disciple of Yu Feng. He was said to be powerful and wealthy, a high-ranking official of the court with endless amounts of money and spirit stones. Therefore, many people tried to curry favor with him.
Tang Yanhua casually walked into the garden and saw a woman standing in the midst of the swaying spiritual herbs. She was dressed in white, with sleeves like flowing clouds, standing tall and quiet, gazing at him with a cold, deep gaze that made his heart feel cold.
Several outer disciples recognized her and exclaimed, "It's Liu Shuang!"
Tang Yanhua regained his senses and thought he must have been mistaken to find the woman so mysterious. He clicked his tongue and showed a disdainful expression, "Oh? That waste?"
An outer disciple stepped forward and said sarcastically, "Senior sister Liu, what are you doing here? You're not here to beg for spiritual herbs, are you?"
Others laughed and jeered, "Forget it, with her talent, it's a waste to use even the best spiritual medicines!"
"Yeah, we advise some wastes to have some self-awareness!"
But Liu Shuang stood still, seemingly unaware of their comments. It was unclear whether it was Tang Yanhua's misconception, but he felt that Liu Shuang's gaze was cold and emotionless, as if she was looking at a group of lifeless objects.
Seeing that she did not react, the others quickly lost interest and scattered to find their own plots of land.
"Wow, isn't this top-grade flame grass? There are so many planted here?" One disciple couldn't resist and picked a bunch of fiery red flowers.
The person next to him looked worried, "Are you taking too much? Elder Chang hasn't said he would give it to us yet..."
"What are you afraid of? I have enough spirit stones to buy this whole garden," Tang Yanhua said as he walked up to Liu Shuang, giving her a harsh glance and picking a flower at random. "Take as much as you want!"
The crowd cheered in unison. In no time, the medicinal fields were filled with various footprints and trampled herbs. These people came without asking, picking and collecting herbs as if they were at home, even throwing away things they didn't want.
The once neat and refreshing garden of hundreds of herbs was now in shambles, with flowers and herbs scattered all over the place. It looked as if a storm had just passed by, with black-brown branches and leaves trampled underfoot without a care.
Liu Shuang watched quietly, her eyes gradually darkening, with veins popping on her forehead.
The demonic energy inside her surged and roiled, making it impossible for her to suppress her emotions.
She and her master had always taken care of these herbs. In her previous life, she was weak and could not stop these evildoers from running amok. But now, it was an easy task for her to fight back.
"Hey, what are you doing standing here? You're blocking the way!" Tang Yanhua pushed her from behind as he approached, but he was met with her cold gaze, causing him to step back in fear. "What are you doing? Are you trying to rebel?"
He looked at Liu Shuang's face, becoming increasingly agitated. He angrily raised his hand, but Liu Shuang intercepted it.
Liu Shuang firmly grasped his wrist, the force like an iron clamp. Tang Yanhua struggled to break free, but couldn't. He sweated profusely, his face twisted in pain, crying out, "You, you! Let go!"
"Young Master!"
The others' faces changed when they saw this, rushing towards Liu Shuang. However, they were knocked back by an unknown powerful force, falling to the ground while clutching their chests and groaning in pain.
Liu Shuang didn't even blink, focusing her gaze on Tang Yanhua. She softly demanded, "Apologize."
Tang Yanhua responded with a stream of curses, but only received deeper pain in his wrist in return. The force was strong enough to break his hand in two.
He looked around at the people lying on the ground, belatedly feeling fear.
The demonic energy within Liu Shuang's body was chaotic, her eyes faintly glowing red, making her appear even more terrifying. "Apologize," she repeated.
"I..." Tang Yanhua met her gaze and suddenly felt weak in the knees, trembling all over. If it weren't for Liu Shuang holding him up, he would have collapsed on the ground. "I'm, I'm sorry..."
Liu Shuang finally released her grip, causing Tang Yanhua to fall to the ground with a thud.
This young master who was used to being spoiled and pampered, dressed in gold and silver, had tears and snot streaming down his face like a fountain. He wiped them away with his hand, a feeling of resentment bursting silently in his heart.
He was the son of a prime minister, always doted on and pampered by others. When had he ever suffered such humiliation? This Liu Shuang was obviously a useless person, yet she dared to threaten him...
The resentment and anger seethed in his heart like a ghost, fueling his rage.
Liu Shuang glanced down at him and coldly said, "Get lost."
Tang Yanhua slowly got up from the ground, bent over with his sleeves askew, looking extremely disheveled.
He took a few steps forward, suddenly turned around, and a green light shot out from his sleeve, aimed straight at Liu Shuang's throat!
Liu Shuang calmly lifted her eyelids and a few strands of black Qi flew out from her sleeve, ready to block this little trick --
"Senior sister!" Shen Qiqi's voice suddenly came from behind her. "Oh my god, who are they?"
Liu Shuang paused for a moment, suddenly retracted her Qi, and her body flashed imperceptibly. The green light flew past her cheek, leaving a splatter of blood.
Shen Qiqi rushed to Liu Shuang's side and just heard Tang Yanhua say smugly, "You fell for it. This charm has a hundred-year incurable poison!"
"You!" Shen Qiqi was furious, holding Liu Shuang's arm, feeling heartache -- she had only been gone for a while, and someone had come to bully her Senior sister again! Were these people just looking for trouble?
"Senior sister, are you okay?" She held Liu Shuang's chin with one hand and cooed, "Let me see?"
Only to see a deep and long gash on her fair, jade-like left cheek, with skin, flesh, and blood protruding out, looking incredibly gruesome.
Shen Qiqi was about to faint: Ah! Oh my god!! My Senior sister's face is so beautiful!!!
Tang Yanhua laughed maniacally, "Without an antidote, the skin on your face will spread all over your body and gradually rot!" He looked excitedly at Liu Shuang, but saw her cover her face with one hand, lower her eyes, and appear fragile and pitiful.
"I'm okay," she whispered, leaning against Shen Qiqi's body, her body as soft as a willow, "Fortunately... Junior sister arrived in time."
Shen Qiqi couldn't help but feel even more distressed: "Don't be afraid, Senior sister. I will help you find the antidote." She looked at Tang Yanhua, her eyes widened in anger, gritted her teeth and said, "If you don't hand over the antidote, I will make you die right here!"
Liu Shuang gently pursed her lips, her expression warm and gentle, in stark contrast to her fierce demeanor just now.
Tang Yanhua couldn't help but spit blood: Weren't you just fierce? Now you're acting weak and vulnerable!!!
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Translator's note: Wahahaha~ She's in front of her wife, so of course, she will pretend to be weak! Is it wrong to do that?!
To Be Continue!...