I am the chief disciple of the Hengyang Sect.
In my memory, I have always been a role model for everyone in the sect and a genius in the eyes of the sect leader and elders. My junior brothers all say that with my talent, I might become one of the people who can ascend to the upper realm within the next hundred years.
Actually, that's what I thought too.
Until the year I broke through to the Qi Refining stage.
On the day I became the youngest Foundation Establishment disciple in the sect, my master brought me to the sect leader and introduced me to two little girls.
I recognized those two people at a glance. The one who looked confident and composed, with a delicate face, and who loved wearing a blue dress, was the sect leader's biological daughter, the sect's eldest daughter, Xia Wanqing.
Another one who looks silly and clueless is the fifth junior sister, Qiyue, whom the sect leader's wife brought back from outside.
The sect leader and my master told me that Xia Wanqing is my junior sister, and I will have to protect her from now on. Not only me, but all the fellow disciples in the sect must give way to and protect our junior sister.
I felt extremely resentful. Why did we all have to protect her and give way to her? Was it simply because she was born noble, while we were just a group of ordinary disciples seeking immortality?
Are all the disciples in the sect born to protect their junior sister?
I refuse. My life has never been about protecting anyone. What I want to follow is my own path, to become the supreme ruler of this world.
I asked my master why, and he told me that because my junior sister's spiritual root was incomplete, she might never be able to break through to the Qi Refining stage in this lifetime. This also meant that my junior sister's life would be like that of an ordinary person, lasting only a short hundred years.
Looking at my innocent, confident, and delicate junior sister, my heart softened.
The slight resentment in my heart slowly faded away.
In the days that followed, my junior sister always followed behind me, along with my fifth junior sister Qiyue, who didn't like to talk. The three of us always went in and out together.
My junior sister is innocent and cheerful, with a strong and resilient personality. Even though she knows that her spiritual root is incomplete, I have never seen any resentment on her face or heard any complaints from her.
She talks a lot and always has endless things to say and share.
Slowly, other feelings began to arise in my heart.
Perhaps because of this feeling, I gradually began to feel that my taciturn fifth junior sister, who often followed behind me, was getting in my way.
She is, after all, my junior sister.
I began to feel ashamed of myself for thinking she was in my way. Although she didn't talk much, she was an extremely kind and innocent person, whose innocence seemed to have never been tainted by the dust of this world.
If we say that Junior Sister is a clear spring...
She is like a gentle breeze that sweeps across mountains and rivers.
In my heart, I always thought that my junior sister was a kind person, but when I started to pay attention to my fifth junior sister because of my feelings for her, I slowly felt that she was not the same as I had seen her.
She's strange.
She can always make someone lose their stance with just a few words. Although she has an innocent and carefree smile on her face, she always manages to bewitch the people around her without them realizing it.
We are all under her mask.
I found it strange, but that feeling was quickly suppressed.
It was as if an invisible hand was constantly gripping everything I had, leaving me powerless to resist.
My words and actions are often beyond my control.
I find it terrifying.
A man from the Holy Sect has arrived. I learned from my master that he is of very high status; he is the Holy Son of the Holy Sect.
I don't know why, but I have a strange feeling, as if he and his junior sister are a match made in heaven. They have a strange, similar aura about them.
I stopped trying to resist that strange force, I stopped asking why, I just wanted to quietly watch what would happen.
I had a feeling that his arrival would change something.
Sure enough, everything changed quickly.
My fifth junior sister has disappeared; I can't find her.
She is an extremely simple person; she never does anything on her own unless she receives an order.
Along with her, her junior sister and the Holy Son of the Holy Sect also disappeared.
I always felt that my guess would be proven true.
I wanted to find my fifth junior sister, but my consciousness, my actions, everything was controlled once again.
When I saw my fifth junior sister again, she was lying on the bed, her face pale and her cultivation level had dropped drastically, from the Golden Core stage to the Qi Refining stage. She was almost on the verge of death. I found it very strange and checked her spiritual root.
What's terrifying is that her original spiritual root is gone, and the spiritual root in her chest is none other than the incomplete water spiritual root of my familiar junior sister!
I secretly left and then met my junior sister. She and the Holy Son of the Holy Sect stood together like a perfect couple.
And her cultivation level actually broke through.
Her former fragility has vanished without a trace, replaced by a pretentious affectation and pretense hidden beneath a facade of hypocrisy.
I think I guessed it.
But none of these things are within my control.
I can only pretend I didn't see it.
It wasn't until I learned that my fifth junior sister had woken up with a drastically changed personality and was going to leave the sect.
I quickly chased after her, but I ran into my junior sister as soon as I stepped outside.
She was more confident and outgoing than before, and her face still wore a kind, innocent, and pure smile.
She asked me where I was going.
I didn't want to say it, but my mouth opened uncontrollably and told her where I was going.
I saw a fleeting look of disgust and displeasure in her eyes.
I roughly know what she's thinking.
The dog that always followed her around ignored her today and tried to care about a senior sister she used to disregard.
I really hate her.
Looking at her fake smile and her saying she would come with me, I desperately wanted to tear her face apart, but that strange force wouldn't allow me to do so.
For the first time, I felt powerless and resentful. Why was I the one being controlled? Why couldn't I control my own body? Why? Why, on what grounds, did I have to be controlled?
What am I?
Suddenly I didn't want to go anymore, but that force wouldn't allow me to do so. In a daze, I followed my junior sister to see my fifth junior sister, who had already left the sect and was about to depart.
The moment I saw my fifth junior sister, I could feel that she was a completely different person; there was something new in her eyes.
I called out to her.
"Junior Sister!"
She turned around, and her once innocent and clear face now held a look of dislike, aversion, and unfamiliarity that I couldn't decipher.
I want to ask why.
But a voice came faster than mine; it was my junior sister beside me.
With a heartbroken and questioning expression, she stood on the high steps, looking down at her fifth junior sister as if she had suffered a great injustice, her heart aching with indignation.
"Senior sister, are you really going to leave the sect you've grown up in and leave us? Don't you care about our camaraderie at all?"
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