Ex-Wife is a Big Villainess
Chapter 385 - 217: Emotion Expert Hong’er

Chapter 385: Chapter 217: Emotion Expert Hong’er

After the two crystal beads entered their bodies, neither of the women experienced any abnormalities.

However, they subtly felt a spiritual connection—a seemingly unspeakable pull that took root within them, causing their emotions and thoughts to develop a certain tacit understanding and resonance.

Combined with the "sisterhood for life" dream, by now, Ran Qingchen and Qu Hongling had established a mysterious emotional bond.

Different tribes, different factions, no blood relation—

Yet, closer than sisters.

Beneath the shattered statue, both women sat exhausted, their spirits still somewhat dazed.

Although their injuries had healed, the previous fight had drained too much of their strength. What was more, they hadn’t yet recovered from the dream, feeling as if they had a myriad of words to say, but could only remain silent.

"It seems so real, yet also like a dream; I can’t even tell if we’re alive or dead," Qu Hongling murmured absent-mindedly.

Ran Qingchen nodded gently.

Aside from the dream, she found her own state of mind strange.

That skeleton had grabbed hold of her heart, and although it hadn’t killed her in the end, she distinctly felt as if something inside her heart had been inadvertently crushed by the other party—perhaps her sword heart.

She couldn’t understand it but felt like the emotions she had once suppressed were all being released at this moment.

No more sealing, no more restraint.

And her feelings for Jiang Mo no longer felt as detached and clear as before.

Of course, it seemed they didn’t have a particularly deep affection as husband and wife, but the sentiments that accumulated bit by bit were pulling her towards the boundary of "fondness," pushing her slowly deeper.

The state of Love-void... had disappeared.

Ran Qingchen was lost in confusion.

Supposedly, once one reached "Love-void," the mental state was meant to be permanent, with no talk of it ever being lost.

What on earth was going on?

Could it be that someone had placed something inside me?

This terrible thought suddenly occurred to Ran Qingchen; she dared not think deeply about it, feeling engulfed by chillness at this moment.

"Sister..."

Qu Hongling’s voice rang in her ear again.

Ran Qingchen turned her head to look, seeing the young girl hesitate and asked with a smile, "What’s wrong?"

In a low voice, Qu Hongling said, "If we go out and one day you and I are forced to cross swords, fighting for our respective tribes, would you... would you kill me?"

Ran Qingchen was taken aback.

After a moment of silence, she asked softly, "What about you?"

Without hesitation, Qu Hongling shook her head, "If it were yesterday, I would definitely have killed you. But now... I don’t care whether it was a dream or not, I just know that we truly had a sisterly bond for a lifetime, so I won’t kill you."

After experiencing the deaths of Jiang and Sister Ye, Qu Hongling’s attitude towards feelings had become more decisive.

Anyone she liked, she would never harbor the intent to kill.

In life, she didn’t want to add too many regrets for herself.

Ran Qingchen gently caressed the young girl’s somewhat cold cheek, saying softly, "I used to hate demons, thinking that demons were inherently evil, so I hoped that one day I could eradicate all demons from the world.

But now, there’s a demon sister who has risked her life to save me several times. In my heart, whether she’s a demon or human doesn’t matter anymore. What’s important is that in this world, I have one more person who truly cares for me. Whether it was a dream or not, no matter how our positions may diverge in the future, I will not hurt you."

"Sister!"

Qu Hongling burst into tears and threw herself into the other’s arms.

The world had gained one more person who liked her; she was no longer alone.

Ran Qingchen hugged her gently, the last trace of confusion in her eyes dissolving like morning mist meeting warm sunlight, replaced by an extremely gentle smile.

"Ran, why don’t we become sworn sisters?"

Qu Hongling suddenly suggested.

Ran Qingchen was startled, then smiled and nodded, "Alright."

The two women knelt on the ground, making a vow in unison:

"I, Qu Hongling."

"I, Ran Qingchen."

"With this stone chamber as witness, heaven and earth as proof, today we two are as close as siblings, sharing weal and woe, bonded together for life, not seeking to be born on the same year, same month, same day, but hoping to support each other in this lifetime, sharing fortunes and adversities..."

The stone chamber was dark and cold, as if this spot had been forgotten by the world.

The two slender figures crafted a tender ray of warmth with their tenderly entwined postures within this confined space.

The sisterly affection in Asura Hall wasn’t cold.

"Indeed, you are the famous Sect Master Qu Hongling of the Sky Demon Sect," Ran Qingchen said with a playful smile.

Qu Hongling smiled sheepishly and embraced her, "I was just joking with you, Sister; that’s why I tricked you."

Ran Qingchen certainly wasn’t upset about this; after thinking for a moment, she took off an earring her husband had given her and passed it to Qu Hongling, "Sister, this earring was a gift from my husband and means a lot to me; let this be our token of sisterhood."

"Oh, right, we should exchange gifts when becoming sworn sisters."

Qu Hongling patted her head and began rummaging through her belongings.

Carefully, she took out a handkerchief-wrapped sachet, and from it, she extracted two rings.

But looking at the words "Shouzhong" and "Hong’er" engraved on them, she hesitated and put them back, also taking out a pair of earrings. Handing one to Ran Qingchen, she said:

"Sister, these earrings aren’t valuable, but they were also a gift from my husband."

The earrings were indeed very ordinary, likely worth just a few dozen coins.

But Ran Qingchen knew just how deep her sworn sister’s feelings for her deceased husband were, having almost resorted to suicide before, so she cherished the gift, wrapping it tightly in her handkerchief and placing it in her bosom.