Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Junior Brother
After a moment, she retracted her gaze, leaned close to Hua Ying, lowered her head so that her expression could not be seen, and said, "Big Brother, I am really just a substitute. Everything has changed since Big Sister came back."
Hua Ying was furious, "Who told you this!"
Lian Wan shed two tears, "No one needs to tell me, Master brought me into the sect because I look like the eldest sister, and you treat me well because of this, isn't it, eldest brother?"
Hua Ying frowned, "Nonsense, I have long treated you and Sang Ling as the same junior sisters, and have never treated you as a substitute. The same is true for other fellow disciples."
Lian Wan stopped crying, raised her eyes to look at Hua Ying with watery eyes, her voice soft and delicate.
"Then why is everyone so aggressive towards me today? It's obvious that I just didn't mean it."
"They are the ones who cannot distinguish right from wrong. Don't get angry because of them."
Lian Wan almost cried into Hua Ying's arms, "Really?"
After getting a positive answer, she sobbed again:
"But why did everything change when Senior Sister came back..."
Lian Wan's face was covered with tears, Hua Ying wiped them away with a handkerchief, "Your senior sister is to blame for this. If she had spoken for you, how could these things have happened later?"
Lian Wan finally stopped crying. She raised her head and smiled slightly.
"Big Brother, please don't say such things anymore. You are so biased. Senior Sister will be unhappy if she hears it."
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Sang Ling's residence finally became quiet. In addition to Miaomiao, Zhang Fan also asked Wu Yao Immortal to stay and take care of her.
After everyone had left, Miaomiao walked up to Sang Ling, but before she could say anything, two lines of tears fell.
Her mind was full of what Zhang Fan said about the injuries Sang Ling had suffered. She thought for a long time but couldn't understand why someone like the Senior Sister had to suffer, so she could only cry.
Sang Ling couldn't help but smile bitterly, understanding her heartache, and helped wipe away her tears.
"Don't cry, or I'll starve to death."
There is no such thing as hunger or fullness for immortal cultivators, but Miaomiao immediately stopped crying and wanted to find some food for Sang Ling. She thought the existing spiritual food in the sect did not taste good, so she insisted on making her specialty dishes for Sang Ling herself.
Zhang Fan also followed her and the two of them hid in the small kitchen that they had made temporarily to study the dishes.
While they were researching, Sang Ling did not rest, but immediately sat down to meditate and practice.
It has only been a few days since she traveled to the world of immortal cultivation. She has not yet fully understood the complex knowledge system and matters related to her original body's cultivation. Now she has returned to the Cangwu Immortal Mansion. The people here know her original body best. If the personality is not right, they will take her away to investigate whether someone has taken over her body.
Fortunately, her original body in the Cangwu Immortal Palace was not only capable of doing things, but also, except for her fellow disciples in the same lineage, she was not familiar with other fellow disciples, and she always maintained the style of a strict senior sister.
After completing a round of training, Sang Ling was almost soaked. She took a few breaths and found a familiar sense of security from the sweat and pain.
As an idol, the anxiety about the future is deeply rooted in the years of training life. Only by training oneself to exhaustion and leaving everyone behind can one find a sense of peace in the uncertainty.
As she was lost in thought while reminiscing about her idol life, there were two crisp knocks on the door.
"Senior sister."
It was not Miaomiao and Zhang Fan, but a clear young voice, who seemed to have a very good relationship with the original body, and even there was a hint of attachment in the voice.
Miaomiao stretched her head to look, and when she saw the boy recognized who it was, she lowered her guard and shrank back.
Sang Ling quickly changed her clothes and said, "Come in."
The door was opened, and a strong young man in red clothes walked in. His eyes were as bright as stars. When he saw Sang Ling, he immediately ran up and half-knelt in front of the bed.
"Senior Sister, I knew you would come back alive. They all said you were dead, but I didn't believe it. You promised me that you would come back alive!"
Sang Ling looked at him gently and knew his identity.
The original body’s junior fellow apprentice, Ping Jia.
He is the youngest disciple accepted by Immortal Xiang Heng, if it weren’t for Lian Wan.
He originally didn't like getting along with such a serious senior sister like the original body, until the original body was seriously injured while saving his life and was bedridden for a whole year before recovering, and then this junior brother started to cling to the original body.
The original body was still the serious senior sister, but what she didn't say was that she liked this lively junior brother very much. The relationship between the two was very close, and the feelings were even deeper than that of Hua Ying who had taught her since childhood.
Sang Ling looked at him and called softly, "Ping Jia."
The original body had a quick tour before her death, and her most vivid memories were all about Pingjia. She remembered the agreement with Pingjia but could not go back.
Before she died, she kept thinking, it would be great if she could call her junior brother again.
Sang Ling called out for her, and her voice was full of reluctance to leave.
Pingjia was so young that he felt like he was about to cry, and he lay on the quilt and muttered to himself.
"Sister, you don't know. After you fell into the Ghost Abyss, everyone was very sad. The eldest brother went outside the Ghost Abyss and practiced in a self-torturing manner for more than a month. He came out covered in blood. He said it was all because he was not strong enough."
"After your funeral, Master entered the demon world with a sword in hand. He killed until his eyes turned red before being pulled back by the elders."
Sang Ling touched his head, "What about you, Pingjia?"
Pingjia looked up with his eyes wide open, "I'm fine, I know Senior Sister will definitely come back."
Sang Ling smiled, "Really?"
Pingjia quickly avoided the questioning and continued chattering.
"It's really okay, but Master seems to be having a hard time. He brought back a little junior sister from somewhere. This little junior sister is called Lian Wan, and she looks very much like you." He looked up again, "Senior sister, have you seen her?"
Sang Ling touched his hand and took it back, saying with a smile, "I have seen it."
Ping Jia spoke calmly again, "I really hated Junior Sister at first. Everyone treated her very well because she looked like you, but she is not you, so those people couldn't tell the difference! So I kept picking on her."
Sang Ling didn't say anything, just looked at him.
"But later I found that my junior sister was quite interesting. No one dared to complain when I bullied her. She even covered for me in front of Master and followed me around every day, calling me Senior Brother. I have always been your Junior Brother, but now I am also a Senior Brother."
There was a hint of pride in his tone, and he didn't notice that Sang Ling hadn't said a word.
"I often mention Senior Sister to my junior sister, telling her how great you are. Although she has never met you, she has long admired you very much because of what I have seen and heard. Yesterday, she found out that you had returned to the sect, and she immediately notified me. It took me a whole day and night to get back to the sect."
Sang Ling nodded, "Really?"
"It's true, so Senior Sister, I wonder if there is any misunderstanding about what happened today, and whether Immortal Wuyao's punishment is too severe."
He raised his head and glanced at Sang Ling quietly, "Entering the Thousand Swords Tomb is a small matter, but being punished will bring bad reputation. Immortal Wu Yao is very angry now. If I go to explain, the old man will definitely not listen. If Senior Sister goes, he will definitely listen."
Sang Ling looked deeply at his original junior brother.
Memories were flying all over her, and she seemed to be back in the dark and gloomy Ghost Abyss, and saw her original body trying hard to climb out of the Ghost Abyss.
If it was the original body that came back, what would it look like now?
She wanted to survive so much in Guiyuan.
She was so afraid that they would be sad because of her death.
They made the original body so ridiculous.
She looked at Pingjia with a flat tone.
"Ping Jia, you rushed back to the sect after a day and a night, not to care about Senior Sister's injuries, but to plead for Junior Sister?"
Pingjia's expression froze, and a look of panic immediately appeared on his face.
"Senior sister, it's not that I didn't think so much. How serious are your injuries? It shouldn't be serious."
Sang Ling smiled and said, "The Medicineless Immortal has treated me today and said that if it was a day later, my sister would have died."
Ping Jia widened his eyes, seemingly unable to believe that Sang Ling was so badly injured.
"I don't know, Senior Sister. I only heard that Junior Sister was injured and failed to report to Senior Sister back to the sect, which delayed Senior Sister's treatment."
Sang Ling didn't react.
Ping Jia said anxiously: "You can't blame Junior Sister for this, right? Wasn't it because of the monsters causing chaos that we were unable to report it?"
Sang Ling looked at him. This junior brother hurried back to the sect. It seemed that the first thing he wanted to know was not her situation, but why Lian Wan was punished.
She doesn't mind breaking the illusion of warmth now.
"Junior sister, if you have time, you will be notified. Why don't you have time to report to the sect?"
Ping Jia was stunned and explained poorly, "She has always been careless..."
Sang Ling interrupted him, "I'm tired, you go out first."
Pingjia stood there motionless, "Senior Sister, I want to see you again."
Sang Ling just smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years. You have changed so much, I feel a little strange to you."
Ping Jia looked anxious and was eager to explain, "Senior Sister..."
Sang Ling stopped him from talking and waved her hand, "Go out, it's really noisy today."
Ping Jia stood there at a loss as to what to do. Seeing that Sang Ling insisted on him leaving, he could only walk out of the room, looking back every few steps.
He did not leave after he walked out of the room. He stayed outside the house and refused to leave. Even though Miaomiao tried to persuade him kindly, he just said that Sang Ling was seriously injured and he had to stay with his senior sister.
Miaomiao frowned and looked at him, not understanding why the senior sister didn't let Pingjia in. Everyone in Cangwu Immortal Mansion knew that the senior sister and Pingjia were the closest.
But she firmly believed that the senior sister would not do this for no reason. Thinking of this, she no longer had a good attitude towards Ping Jia. She let him stand and was unwilling to even give him a stool.
On the second day, Sang Ling slept until the afternoon before getting up. As an immortal cultivator, she had long stopped sleeping, but she was a mortal, and nothing was as relaxing as a good night's sleep. What she wanted to do most in the Ghost Abyss during these days was to have a good sleep.
However, this was also her last sleep, after which she would have to cut off her past and truly become an immortal cultivator.
When she went out, Pingjia was still guarding the door. When he saw her come out, he immediately stood up.
"Sister, how do you feel? If you feel uncomfortable, I will go and ask for help from Wuyao Xianzun right now."
Sang Ling took two steps in the yard and said, "I feel fine."
Ping Jia followed closely, opened and closed her mouth, and finally gritted her teeth and spoke, "Senior sister, today is the first day that Junior Sister and the others will be punished."
Sang Ling didn't stop and continued walking, "I know."
"Junior sister, your magic power is low. One day is the limit. If you can have another two days..."
Sang Ling stopped and said, "If you are worried, then go and take a look."
“Senior Sister…”
"Don't worry, I'll go too."
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