CHAPTER 79
Sisters
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Ye Qinghan was familiar with the Upper Three Rites. She possessed the jade pendants, the Immortal-grade skirt, and had even used the Chaos Bell once or twice.
She also possessed an identical immortal pill from the Three Rites. As her master had explained, with this pill, even if one had one foot in the grave, he could still pull them back.
But these bells and gourds? Ye Qinghan had never heard of them, nor had she ever seen them before…
"So many? Are all these for Shiyu?"
Li Shiyu looked utterly astonished. Could her master truly be this generous toward her?
Su Cheng smiled. Li Shiyu was like a living, breathing meme—utterly delightful.
"Yes, but I have a few words of caution to impart."
"This Chaos Bell is my personal treasure. Today, I bestow it upon you, Shiyu. You must carry it with you at all times, just as Qinghan does. Never let it leave your side."
Li Shiyao nodded blankly, mimicking her senior sister's tone: "Shiyao will remember Master's teachings."
"Very well. It's getting late. You and Qinghan should retire for the night. Tomorrow, I shall impart cultivation techniques to you."
Ye Qinghan froze. Huh? Master… Is that right?
The two beauties nodded in agreement, no longer disturbing Su Cheng's rest.
As the second disciple, Li Shiyu occupied the room next to the master's. The two were positioned left and right, but Li Shiyu didn't return to her own quarters just yet. Instead, she followed Ye Qinghan back to her room.
"Senior Sister?"
"Hmm?"
"Master bestowed these gifts. Shiyu dares not keep them all to herself. These dumplings? The bell? Shiyu will keep these, but the rest are for Senior Sister."
Li Shiyao looked like a poor little victim of hidden rules, meek and submissive. Ever since earlier, she had sensed something off about her senior sister's mood after seeing those treasures.
Ye Qinghan froze for a moment before bursting into laughter.
"You think your senior sister is jealous of the treasures Master bestowed upon you?" Ye Qinghan laughed so hard she trembled, finding Li Shiyu utterly adorable.
"No, junior sister received the Master's gift, so naturally I should share it with senior sister."
"Do you think I'm being polite? The Six Rites were your initiation gift from the Master. How dare you give them away? If I tell the Master, watch out—he'll spank you!"
"Ugh…" At the mention of a spanking, fear was written all over Li Shiyao's face…
"Come, sit down. Listen to me." Having accepted this junior sister, Ye Qinghan naturally showed more patience.
Helping Li Shiyu settle into a seat, Ye Qinghan finally spoke slowly.
"These Six Rites of Initiation represent Master's esteem for you, symbolizing your status as a direct disciple. Each item is more precious than life itself. Shiyu, you must guard them carefully."
Li Shiyu nodded, but still asked, "Does Senior Sister have them too?"
"Of course. Though the Six Rites aren't identical, they're all quite similar. You have the Chaos Bell; I have the Frost-Piercing Sword. You have the Graceful Glow Skirt; I have the Glass Silk Water-Sleeve Dress. We're all the same."
Shiyao nodded silently, visibly relaxing. Ye Qinghan chuckled inwardly. The little fool was surprisingly thoughtful and quite adept at handling situations!
"Does Sister know what these treasures are for?" Li Shiyu dumped all six gifts from their master onto Ye Qinghan's desk in one go. It wasn't to show off; she genuinely had no idea what they were for.
"This Chaos Bell is a defensive artifact. Senior Sister has used it twice—it's quite powerful." Ye Qinghan picked up the bell from the table, glancing at it casually.
"Really? Shiyao, it doesn't look that special to me?"
Li Shiyu stared at the Chaos Bell. Compared to her senior sister's Frostsword and sword case, it was nowhere near as impressive. Her senior sister's treasures were so much cooler!
But hers looked like it had been stolen from some random temple…
"Shiyao, don't underestimate this Chaos Bell. Though it looks ordinary, Senior Sister can assure you it's absolutely no less powerful than her Frostsword."
After explaining, Ye Qinghan introduced basically everything she knew to Li Shiyu, also mentioning the Chaos Bell's unique property of not being able to be stored in a storage space.
As for the bell and gourd, however, Ye Qinghan was equally unfamiliar.
"Senior Sister hasn't seen these two treasures either?"
"Master possesses countless treasures. I've seen and used only a handful. Suffice it to say, anything worthy of being presented to Shiyu as part of the Six Rites is far beyond the Immortal Grade—truly divine artifacts. Qinghan, you must safeguard them carefully."
"Far surpassing the Immortal rank?"
Li Shiyu nodded, holding the bell before her eyes and shaking it. It seemed to possess little magical power…
Compared to Senior Sister Ye Qinghan's wedding gifts, which resembled a battle-ready set, these seemed a bit… meager.
Ye Qinghan gently pinched Shiyu's little nose. This silly girl wasn't the type to be picky. She then personally tied the bell around Li Shiyu's ankle.
"Can Shiyu not wear it? It makes me feel like a little dog…"
"No, Shiyu. What Master gave you might not be the highest grade, but trust me—it's absolutely the most suitable for you."
Li Shiyu nodded doubtfully, then gave her ankle a little shake. A crisp, pleasant jingle immediately followed.
"Senior Sister Mingming doesn't even wear the bracelet Master gave her. She made a fake one to fool Master and only switches to the real one when she goes out."
Li Shiyu spoke, not forgetting to tug at Ye Qinghan's sleeve as she did so.
"Why don't you learn from Senior Sister's good points?" Ye Qinghan felt increasingly helpless with Daiyao. When she was clueless, she was genuinely slow-witted, but when she was sharp, her reactions were damn quick!
It had to be said, this kid observed things with remarkable sharpness…
"Anyway, starting today, Shiyu is my junior sister. Your senior sister has a gift for you too."
"Wow! Really?"
"For real, for real!" Ye Qinghan mimicked Li Shiyu's cute mannerisms, and it must be said, she pulled it off quite convincingly.
Ye Qinghan didn't beat around the bush. She pulled out an exquisite box from somewhere, containing the bracelet she had snatched from Li Shiyu's wrist back then.
"But wasn't this the one Shiyu gave to Sister?"
Li Shiyu scratched her golden-haired little head, her tiny mind filled with confusion. Her senior sister was giving back something she'd snatched?
"Senior Sister wants to apologize to Shiyu. I'm sorry, Shiyu."
Li Shiyao was even more bewildered. She knew Ye Qinghan's temperament well. In all her years, Ye Qinghan had only ever admitted fault to their master, let alone apologized.
"Sister didn't know back then that this was a keepsake your mother left for you. Once I found out, I immediately tried to buy it back—at four times the price!"
"I hope Shiyuo can forgive me. I truly didn't know back then."
Li Shiyu stood frozen, speechless, tears streaming down her cheeks. How desperately she wanted her mother's bracelet back! But the only person she could think of who might retrieve it from Ye Qinghan…
But in truth, that person had also had their sword snatched by Ye Qinghan and hadn't gotten it back to this day…
"Shiyao, I never blamed you…"
Ye Qinghan understood all too well the pain of losing a loved one. But she had fled the Northern Frontier, and her mother hadn't left her any mementos.
Therefore, for her junior sister's sole memento of their mother, even at four times the price—a full 200,000 taels—she had Xu Zhanfeng redeem the bracelet.
That night, Li Shiyu slept in Ye Qinghan's chambers. Lingfrost Hall wasn't cold, yet all night long, Li Shiyu clung tightly to Ye Qinghan's embrace.
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