My Senior Sister Wants Me to Reform by Her Side

Everyone said Song Shiyin was lucky. Though she was slow-witted, she had been taken in as a disciple by Chen Xiaoyun, the head of the greatest sect under heaven. Apart from her senior sister, who disliked her and often gave her a hard time, she lived a comfortable life.

At first, Song Shiyin thought so, too.

Only later did she learn that her so-called master was a beast in human clothing. He had taken her as a disciple for his own ulterior motives, while her senior sister, who had always detested her, wanted nothing more than to kill her.

In the end, she became a demoness despised by all. Bai Wanqing's silk sash wound around her neck, and a long sword pierced her heart. As she died, she saw disgust and pity in Bai Wanqing's eyes, as if she were a god looking down from on high.

Reborn into a new life.

Song Shiyin hid her talents and bided her time, plotting every step, all to avenge her loved ones.

Her first step was to drag that noble, saintly senior sister into the mud, humiliate her thoroughly, then cast her into the depths of hell.

By chance, she stumbled upon Bai Wanqing's secret.

In a supreme immortal artifact, Bai Wanqing kept the handkerchief Song Shiyin had used. In a vessel of celestial wine, she tended the locust tree seeds Song Shiyin had casually tossed aside. In her scrolls of immortal records, she wrote down every little thing about Song Shiyin...

Can even a god feel desire?

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Reborn once more.

Bai Wanqing carefully concealed her feelings, protected Song Shiyin's innocence, guided her down the right path, and wished her a peaceful life. She would never let Song Shiyin repeat her past mistakes.

But she never expected the person who had always avoided her to invite her instead.

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Song Shiyin: "Senior Sister, do you know the Jade Clarity Scripture? I think you and I are a perfect match for it."

"...Are you suggesting...?"

"That's right. I want to cultivate dual cultivation with you, Senior Sister."

Perhaps her words were too blunt. Bai Wanqing's pupils trembled, but she quickly lowered her gaze and said in a cool voice, "Don't talk nonsense."

"If Senior Sister isn't willing, I'll find someone else." With that, she turned to leave.

"Wait!"

Song Shiyin smiled. The smile never reached her eyes. So Senior Sister really did like her.

"I... will cultivate with you."

Her sword fell to the ground. That night, Song Shiyin bit through Bai Wanqing's lip, and vivid red blood spread like a moon stained crimson.

She was determined to break her.

Note:

1. The top is psychologically dark and twisted in the early story, obsessive and deranged. Don't expect her to think like a normal person.

2. There will be a groveling arc.

Theme: Turn back before it's too late.