Xiao Tao stared wide-eyed at the servant in front of her, her chest heaving violently.
Miss has been in a coma for a whole month! During this time, the master and madam didn't even step into the door. Now that Miss has finally returned from the brink of death, they are still practicing swordsmanship with her?
Her fingers dug so hard into her palms that her nails almost embedded themselves in her flesh, yet she felt no pain. She turned to look at her pale and weak mistress on the bed, and Xiao Tao's eyes instantly filled with tears, but she stubbornly held them back—she was afraid that her mistress would be even more heartbroken if she saw them.
However, Bai Ying had no time to pay attention to any of this.
She is not the real Xia Qingdai, and even if she were, she would never be heartbroken by such heartlessness at this moment.
Within her sea of consciousness, the jade pendant, used for repair, glowed faintly, its spiritual energy gently mending her battered body. Bai Ying could clearly feel the stagnation and pain in her meridians, like a torrent suddenly surging into a dried-up riverbed, every inch screaming in discomfort.
Bai Ying was solely focused on cultivating quickly so she could uncover the true cause of Xia Qingdai's death and avenge her.
She couldn't believe that someone who had never even been exposed to cultivation could fly on a sword.
Xiao Tao secretly glanced towards the door, but the figure she longed for never appeared. A month had passed, a whole month, and the master and mistress hadn't visited their unconscious young lady even once. Now that she had finally awakened, they were still late in arriving.
"Miss...please don't be sad..." Xiao Tao's voice was choked with sobs, her eyes red and swollen. She was afraid of upsetting her mistress, and also afraid that she would shed tears herself and make her mistress even more upset.
Bai Ying didn't even lift her eyelids. She wasn't the real Xia Qingdai, so naturally she wouldn't be saddened by such indifference. Besides, even if she were, having experienced all the betrayals in her past life, how could she care about such coldness?
"No need to wait any longer." Bai Ying closed her eyes to regulate her breathing, the jade pendant gleaming faintly in her palm. "I have my own plans."
Xiao Tao stood to the side, biting her lip, her heart aching as she looked at her mistress's pale face. She couldn't understand why the master and mistress were so cold to their biological daughter, yet doted on their adopted daughter, Xia Yuwei.
As dusk fell, the candlelight flickered. It wasn't until the moon was high in the sky that footsteps finally sounded outside the door. Master Xia and Madam Xia arrived late, their faces showing no sign of anxiety.
"Qingdai is awake?" Madam Xia asked in a flat tone, as if inquiring about something insignificant. "Is she feeling any better?"
Xiao Tao clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms. She desperately wanted to question her parents about their indifference towards their own daughter.
But she was just a maid, so she could only retreat to the side with tears in her eyes.
Bai Ying slowly opened her eyes, her gaze eerily calm. She was all too familiar with this couple's hypocritical behavior. Hadn't the previous Bai family couple been the same?
"Thank you for your concern, Father and Mother." Her voice was cold and devoid of warmth. "Your daughter is fine now."
Master Xia frowned, his stern gaze sweeping over Bai Ying on the bed. His tone was clearly impatient and reproachful: "You acted far too rashly this time! You've caused the entire Xia family to lose face!" He snorted coldly, flicking his sleeve, "I'll let it go this time, but if you dare to do such a disgraceful thing again, you'll be punished according to family rules!"
Bai Ying leaned against the bed, and upon hearing this, she merely raised her eyes slightly, a hint of mockery flashing in them.
She gently stroked the jade pendant with her fingertips, not even bothering to give this so-called "father" a second glance.
Seeing this, Xia Yuwei, who was standing next to Master Xia, had a cold glint in her eyes, but she quickly put on a gentle and considerate look.
She gently took her father's arm and said softly, "Father, please don't be angry. My sister..." She paused, then looked at Bai Ying with feigned pity, "She's probably too envious of my ability to cultivate, which is why she impulsively wanted to show off."
Her tone shifted abruptly, feigning concern, "Now that the Immortal Master has taken on quite a few disciples, perhaps... Father, you could speak to him and ask him to accept my sister as a disciple as well?" She lowered her eyes, concealing the calculation in them, "Otherwise, I don't know what drastic things my sister might do..."
These words, though seemingly considerate, were in fact veiled attacks.
Xia Yuwei knew better than anyone else that her "good older sister" was mediocre and had stagnant meridians, making her utterly unworthy of the immortal's attention. And her father, who valued his reputation above all else, would never humiliate himself for the sake of a useless daughter.
She wanted to make Xia Qingdai face reality once again, and through her father's words, she wanted to make her understand that a useless person who cannot cultivate immortality should never dream of replacing her in this lifetime!
However, to her surprise, after a moment of silence, Master Xia said in a deep voice, "Very well, I'll go and speak with the Immortal Master later." He looked coldly at Bai Ying, "If you can become the Immortal Master's disciple, then study diligently and don't disgrace the Xia family again!"
Xia Yuwei looked up abruptly, her eyes filled with disbelief. She gripped her sleeve tightly, her nails almost piercing her palms.
—Did Father actually agree?
—He still cares about this biological daughter!
This realization caused Xia Yuwei's chest to heave violently, a surge of jealousy gnawing at her heart like a venomous snake. She tried to suppress her surging emotions, but couldn't control the sinister glint in her eyes.
Bai Ying, lying on the bed, remained silent throughout. She casually stroked the jade pendant, a faint, cold smile playing on her lips.
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