Ji Xueruo suddenly unleashed her full aura, and the noble temperant she developed from a young age made her stern face look like that of an angered empress.
It’s often said that the elder sister is like a mother. Ji Xueruo, though the sa age and even identical in appearance to Ji Lingruo, had always played the strict sister to her silly younger sibling.
Being questioned so harshly by Ji Xueruo, Ji Lingruo felt as if she had returned to those childhood days when she was interrogated by her sister for making mistakes. Her previous arrogant deanor from ’catching the mistress’ was instantly suppressed. She unconsciously took half a step back and weakly defended:
"I... I didn’t..."
"Didn’t?!"
Ji Xueruo pressed her advantage, stepping forward with vigor. The soft bulges beneath their white and green skirts bumped against each other like two doughy mounds being squished together.
This mont mirrored a past encounter, but unlike last ti when Ji Xueruo was slightly at a loss, this ti the sisters were on equal footing.
With their heights identical but their auras unmatched, Ji Xueruo already seed to have claid victory.
"If not, why are you in such a rush to return to the Central Continent? Have you spoken much with Ms Liou who raised you? So many aunts and sisters in the clan look forward to your return, how can you let them down?"
"I..."
Ji Lingruo was rendered breathless by her sister’s pressure, stepping back as if in defeat and releasing the suffocating tension in her chest.
She hadn’t expected the Dual Cultivation ntioned in the Joyful Union Skill to actually promote further developnt!
"What do you an ’you’? Ji Lingruo, don’t tell you haven’t even visited mother’s grave before rushing off to find a man!"
Ji Xueruo decided to deliver the final blow to her sister, who had hoped to turn the tables.
But Ji Lingruo didn’t respond as expected by admitting her ’mistake.’ Her previously timid deanor shifted, and she looked firmly at Ji Xueruo, as if soone had touched her reverse scale:
"Ji Xueruo! Don’t slander ! I visited mother on my first day back! If I hadn’t known you were seducing my senior brother, why would I rush back to Zhongyuan Continent?!"
As she finished speaking, Ji Lingruo even drew the sword she always carried. The blade was engraved with a vividly carved giant python, reflecting a cold sword light.
Ji Xueruo recognized this sword. It was their mother, Ji Muyan’s, forr weapon.
Ji Lingruo had always practiced with wooden swords at the Mandarin Duck Sword Sect and never owned a sword of her own. You Su had promised her a fine sword upon her graduation, but Lingruo couldn’t wait. She took this sword from her mother’s altar and now pointed it at her own sister.
Ji Xueruo was shocked by her sister’s defiance, staring blankly at the sword. She realized she had underestimated her, that for a man, her own sister would turn against her.
Ji Xueruo felt defeated, her previous dominant deanor extinguished.
"I didn’t seduce him."
Ji Xueruo sat back on the coffee table, showing her intention to have a proper conversation.
Seeing her sister’s dejected appearance, Lingruo realized she had gone too far. No matter what, they were twins, bonded by blood, and surely could discuss things civilly?
She quickly sheathed the sword, standing timidly by the table, murmuring:
"Sister... I, I didn’t an anything by drawing the sword, just wanted to prove I visited mother..."
If she hadn’t been to Ji Muyan’s altar, she naturally couldn’t have taken the sword.
Ji Xueruo just nodded lightly, responding calmly:
"I was wrong to bla you. Sit down, let’s talk peacefully."
Suddenly, Lingruo felt a wave of emotion and sat obediently, waiting for her sister to speak.
"How did you guess that I... had seen your senior brother?"
Ji Xueruo wanted to say ’slept with,’ but was too shy and changed it to ’seen.’
Gifted with keen insight into such matters, Lingruo understood imdiately and replied:
"After I completed the baptism... I felt it with our spiritual connection. The reason I knew it was senior brother was because I clearly sensed my Demon Pill untouched yet constantly changing."
Ji Xueruo then understood her sister’s deduction. You Su’s ability to regenerate the Demon Pill was indeed rare, unmatched by anyone else. But more than that, she cared about her sister’s wellbeing:
"By my calculations, even if delayed, your baptism should have lasted at least twenty days?"
"A total of twenty-four days," Ji Lingruo answered softly.
Ji Xueruo was montarily stunned, then praised:
"Your growth surpasses my expectations. I am very pleased."
Ji Lingruo rarely received praise from her sister; even when she did, it was never about her cultivation path. She had been cautious, fearing her sister would feel disheartened by being surpassed by the burdenso younger sister, but she was genuinely complinted by her sister.
"When you return from learning swordsmanship with the Lotus Sword Venerable, I will officially pass the Clan Leader position to you," Ji Xueruo said solemnly.
In her view, the capable one should lead, and since even the serpent ancestor favored her sister, she had no right to cling to the leadership.
"What nonsense are you talking, sister! The Clan Leader position belongs to you, not ."
Ji Lingruo quickly dismissed the notion, never imagining herself in that position. She knew well the struggles her sister had faced over the years and felt grateful for having a sister who dared to take on responsibilities ahead of her.
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