Volume 3, Chapter 129 – Did You Think You Could Leave Without Calling Me ‘Big Sister’?
Volume 3, Chapter 129 – Did You Think You Could Leave Without Calling Me ‘Big Sister’?
Volume 3: She Farms Vegetables Every Day, So Why Is She So Strong?
Qi Huang took out the Compendium of Bizarre Flora and Fauna in the Cultivation World and flipped to the section on Ghost Tomatoes, carefully studying the planting methods.
“This plant thrives in shade. The juice from one fruit can induce germination in four seeds. However, for flowering and fruiting, in addition to fertilization and watering, the ambient temperature must not exceed twenty degrees Celsius, and it must never be exposed to sunlight—hence its nickname ‘light-death’.”
She committed each detail to memory.
First was the temperature. Though the Honghua Sect housed over a hundred thousand people, the heavy yin energy ensured temperatures never exceeded twenty degrees—no issue there.
The only problem was sunlight. With so many people, occasional sunlight still filtered through. Thus, the Ghost Tomatoes would need shading—the safest method being a greenhouse.
“Good thing I looted all that silver earlier. Otherwise, where would I get the startup funds?”
Smirking to herself, she changed clothes, preparing to visit the marketplace for materials.
Meanwhile, in the room below, Cheng Hongling was also taking stock of her recent spoils—most notably the Registry of Slaughter. She had personally witnessed its terrifying power.
Her jade-white fingers unrolled the scroll, revealing vividly depicted weapons—swords, spears, halberds—each exuding a murderous aura so tangible it chilled even her battle-hardened bones.
“Heh. No wonder that annoying doppelgänger was suppressed by this thing. With this, let’s see how you escape next time.”
The corners of her lips curled slightly.
After changing, Qi Huang headed downstairs for dinner.
“We obtained twelve hundred jin of Blue Scale Stones in total. How do you plan to distribute them?”
Cheng Hongling’s cold voice cut through the meal.
“Me? I just need one sword. You can have the rest!”
Qi Huang was unusually generous. Though precious, she knew when to be content—others needed those stones more.
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“All for me? Since when did you stop being a miser?”
Cheng Hongling arched a brow, caught off guard by her doppelgänger’s sudden largesse.
“I’m greedy because I’ve known poverty. And those who’ve been poor have one virtue—they’re easily satisfied.”
“Known poverty? You’ve barely existed in this world!”
Jiang Linian frowned at her younger “daughter”.
“It’s nothing.”
Qi Huang waved it off.
Cheng Hongling studied her with narrowed eyes.
“By the way, the sect took the other half of the Blue Scale Stones. Will they share them with senior sisters?”
“They will. But not much.”
“Why?”
“Are you stupid? A sect needs sustainable development. If they distributed everything now, what would new disciples get later?”
“You can’t possibly use all those stones yourself. Please have swords made for Master and our close senior sisters too.”
“At least you’ve got some conscience. But don’t worry—I’ve already decided.”
Though her tone remained sharp, Cheng Hongling’s expression softened slightly.
“Good! That’s good!”
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Qi Huang nodded vigorously.
“By the way, you still haven’t told me—what do you need those Ghost Tomatoes for?”
Cheng Hongling abruptly changed topics. Not knowing her doppelgänger’s plans unsettled her deeply.
“I told you—they’re useful.”
Cheng Hongling’s eyes narrowed dangerously.
After dinner, Qi Huang handed her mother a few taels of silver.
“What’s this for? Your father already provides enough.”
Jiang Linian refused.
“Then consider it filial piety.”
She forced the money into her mother’s hands.
“Fine, I’ll save it for your dowry.”
“D-dowry?! I’m not marrying anyone!”
Qi Huang’s face burned crimson.
“That’s not for a mere doppelgänger to decide.”
Cheng Hongling’s icy interjection sent chills down Qi Huang’s spine.
‘She’s right. If the main body decides to marry, what can I do? Serve the same man as her? NO!’
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Her skin crawled. She preferred women!
What if she likes men while I like women? Would we fight? If I lose, I’d have to submit…
The thought horrified her. In a huff, she stood to leave.
“Where are you going?”
“Out!”
“Shouldn’t you ask permission from your ‘Big Sister’ first?”
Cheng Hongling rose slowly.
“Fine! May I go out, Big Sister?”
“‘Big Sister’ is missing something.”
“Can we drop the ‘Your Majesty’ part?”
Qi Huang grimaced. Calling her “sister” was tolerable—Cheng Hongling’s cultivation deserved that respect. But the honorific? Too humiliating.
“No. You said it yourself.”
“That was self-deprecation! Satire! Get it?”
“No. But I’m quite skilled in training.”
Cheng Hongling crossed her arms, accentuating her curves.
“Forget it. I’m leaving!”
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“Did you think you could leave without calling me ‘Big Sister’?”
The Soul Tether lashed out.
“This again?”
Qi Huang almost laughed. For all her brilliance, Fairy Hongling hadn’t learned from past failures. She’d never fall for the same trick twice!
She soared skyward, divine sense shielding her back—
—just as a scroll unfurled before her eyes.
Weapons materialized, their killing intent freezing her blood.
Qi Huang plummeted like a shot bird.
‘How does she have this?! Now she’s found my weakness!’
Cheng Hongling caught her effortlessly.
“I told you—you’re not going anywhere.”
Her smirk was infuriating.
Paralyzed by the scroll’s aura, Qi Huang could only endure the humiliation of being princess-carried.
“Must you two fight? You’re supposed to be one person!”
Jiang Linian sighed.
Ignoring her, Cheng Hongling carried her “sister” upstairs.