Chapter 15 The Other Senior Sisters

“President Liu, I beg you, please spare me...”
Cheng Xiangdong’s entire body trembled, a surge of unprecedented terror flooding his heart.

Liu Qingxue stepped forward, standing before Cheng Xiangdong.
“How dare you insult Sister Qingxue? Die!”
Chu Tian strode ahead and brought his foot down hard on the back of Cheng Xiangdong’s head.

A sickening crack sounded. Cheng Xiangdong’s skull burst like a shattered watermelon, blood splattering across the ground.

A dragon has its reverse scale—touch it and you die!

Liu Qingxue was precisely one of Chu Tian’s reverse scales. No matter who it was, anyone who dared offend his senior sister would pay the price in blood.

“Who... who are you, really?”
Liu Qingxue’s face was vigilant, her delicate body shuddering unconsciously as she fixed her gaze on Chu Tian.

Never before had she met a youth so decisive and ruthless.

“Senior Sister, even if you don’t recognize me, you should at least recognize this jade ring.”
Chu Tian took out a deep green jade ring.

This was the token of the Taiji Mountain successor. Whoever possessed this ring was the head of Taiji Mountain.

At the sight of the ring, Liu Qingxue was struck dumb.

She understood the rules of Taiji Mountain and the reason Wu Xingyan had taken her as a disciple.

She and her six junior sisters all possessed the Taiyin bloodline, their meridians infused with a potent, chilling yin energy. Whoever took their maidenhood would absorb this energy and gain wondrous benefits.

Wu Xingyan had once given a command: whoever brought this jade ring to them would be Taiji Mountain’s final disciple. According to Wu Xingyan’s intention, they were to offer themselves without reservation, allowing the man who arrived to take their virginity.

Only in this way could Chu Tian’s Sevenfold Exquisite Heart be perfected.

The blood of the seven senior sisters was the gift Wu Xingyan had left Chu Tian in his previous life—the medicinal guide to cultivating the Sevenfold Exquisite Heart.

Previously, the seven sisters, though deeply unwilling, dared not disobey Wu Xingyan’s orders. And in their time with Chu Tian, they had truly fallen for this handsome junior.

In the end, the seven senior sisters had defied Wu Xingyan for Chu Tian’s sake.

Of course, these memories existed only in Chu Tian’s mind; in this life, Liu Qingxue had no recollection of them.

She only knew that Chu Tian, holding the jade ring, was the successor personally chosen by Wu Xingyan for Taiji Mountain.

“You are Wu Xingyan’s disciple?”
Liu Qingxue’s voice was cold, utterly devoid of warmth.

Normally, a disciple would not speak of his master in such a tone.
But if that master was Wu Xingyan, it all made sense.

Wu Xingyan had taken both her and Chu Tian as disciples purely for his own selfish purposes.

“I was his disciple once, but not anymore.”
Chu Tian shook his head, offering no further explanation—he wouldn’t even know how.

He couldn’t very well tell Liu Qingxue that he was her junior, reborn from five hundred years in the future.

If he did, she would surely take him for a madman and never believe him.

“Did he send you?”
Liu Qingxue’s brows furrowed, a flicker of wariness crossing her face as she sought the purpose behind Chu Tian’s arrival.

“No, he’s already dead.”
Chu Tian shook his head, no longer referring to Wu Xingyan as master or by name.

“He’s dead?”
The wariness on Liu Qingxue’s face was instantly replaced by astonishment.

She had never expected to hear such an answer from Chu Tian’s lips.

“I was the one who killed him.”
In the next instant, an even more startling truth left Chu Tian’s mouth.

He made no attempt to hide the facts, revealing Wu Xingyan’s true intentions: Wu Xingyan had only ever wanted to devour the Sevenfold Exquisite Heart and had never sincerely accepted him as a disciple.

At this, Liu Qingxue’s face filled with shock.

She had always thought Wu Xingyan’s efforts to cultivate a final disciple were for the sake of continuing Taiji Mountain’s legacy.

Who could have guessed Wu Xingyan’s goal was to devour his own disciple’s heart?

Yet, recalling Wu Xingyan’s ruthlessness and cold indifference, everything fell into place.

Had it not been for their Taiyin bloodline, Wu Xingyan would never have accepted her and her sisters as disciples. It was all to cultivate the Sevenfold Exquisite Heart. No wonder he had only ever accepted them in name, controlling them but never caring for them.

His only demand was that they preserve their maidenhood, awaiting the arrival of their junior.

Perhaps out of gratitude for Chu Tian’s saving her, Liu Qingxue didn’t doubt his explanation in the least; instead, she felt a wave of relief.

“Don’t you want to avenge him?” Chu Tian asked.

“Why should we avenge someone so heartless and selfish?”
Liu Qingxue gave a bitter smile, her expression relaxed. “His death means our fates are no longer bound. If anything, we feel relieved.”

At her words, Chu Tian fell silent, lost in thought.

The two exchanged no further words, sinking into a long, mutual silence.

At last, after a long while, Liu Qingxue spoke again, breaking the tension.

“Since you killed Wu Xingyan, you must know the secret of the Sevenfold Exquisite Heart.”

Her voice regained its usual icy clarity. “You came to find us—are you here to take our virginity?”

“No. I respect your wishes, Senior Sister. If you and the others cannot accept me, I will never force you.”

Chu Tian quickly shook his head, making his position clear.

Liu Qingxue said nothing, only gazing deeply into Chu Tian’s eyes.

“Senior Sister, you don’t believe me?”
Chu Tian asked.

Shaking her head, Liu Qingxue replied, “I was just thinking—when the others find out you’ve come, I wonder what they’ll feel.”

“Senior Sister, where are the others?” Chu Tian asked.

“Second Sister is helping me with company affairs. The rest have their own jobs and are kept busy most of the time,” Liu Qingxue explained.

Chu Tian pondered for a moment.

“If you wish to see your other sisters, I can call them,” Liu Qingxue offered. Through their conversation, she had determined that Chu Tian meant no harm. Besides, since he had come all this way, she, as his senior, could hardly turn him away.

“No. Please do not reveal my identity to the others for now,” Chu Tian quickly refused.

“Why not?” Liu Qingxue asked.

“I don’t want to frighten them. I’d rather approach them in another way, so they might gradually come to accept me.”

A gentle smile spread across Chu Tian’s face, entirely unlike his earlier ruthlessness.

Liu Qingxue understood his meaning.

Even she had felt a strong aversion when she’d first learned Chu Tian was Wu Xingyan’s disciple. If her sisters learned his identity, they would be wary of him at every turn—perhaps even plotting to kill him.

“Let’s go.”

Liu Qingxue considered for a moment, then spoke to Chu Tian.

“Go? Where to?” he asked, puzzled.