Haven't Been a Senior Sister for Many Years - Chapter 34

Chapter 34: It’s Only Right That a Senior Sister Teaches Her Junior

Another spring arrived, and the peach blossoms were in full bloom.

The Yunlian Mountain Range was painted pink by the blossoms. Leng Junzhu returned to the sect, stepping lightly on petals and riding a cool breeze between heaven and earth.

Although Leng Junzhu was the head disciple of the sect leader, she still had to collect missions at the Siming Hall like the other disciples.

She had just returned from completing such a mission — it had taken her three months. Upon handing it in, she didn’t rush back to her residence. Instead, she went to the training grounds to find someone — her little junior sister, Chu Zhiqin.

The weather today was lovely. Peach blossoms bloomed beautifully, and a light breeze stirred the air. Despite the perfect scenery, not a single disciple from the Sword Pavilion took a break — all had arrived early at the training ground, swords in hand.

Standing outside the training ground, Leng Junzhu searched everywhere but didn’t see Chu Zhiqin. She furrowed her brows in puzzlement.
“How strange… Where could little junior sister have gone? Could she have taken the day off for an outing?”

But she quickly dismissed the thought. Little junior sister wasn’t one to slack off. She always got up early to practice, even on her days off. If she wasn’t here, something must have come up.

After confirming once more that Chu Zhiqin truly wasn’t at the training ground, Leng Junzhu was about to leave when she was spotted by Chu Yu, who ran over to greet her enthusiastically.

“Senior sister, you’re back! How did the mission go? You’re not hurt, are you?”

“Don’t be so hasty,” Leng Junzhu said, brushing away a strand of hair stuck to Chu Yu’s cheek. “I’m fine. Thank you for your concern.”

Chu Yu blushed. “I just missed you so much, senior sister. Did you miss me?”

“Of course I did,” Leng Junzhu replied with a smile. “By the way, have you seen our little junior sister?”

At the mention of Chu Zhiqin, the smile faded from Chu Yu’s face.

Ever since little junior sister arrived, senior sister’s attention had been focused almost entirely on her. Chu Yu and Liu Rushuang had been rather upset by this and even swore they wouldn’t talk to senior sister anymore if she kept favoring her.

But that didn’t last long. Within a few days, senior sister had coaxed them back, and they went right back to calling her affectionately again.

Chu Yu shook her head. “I was just about to check on her. She wasn’t at morning training. I thought she overslept, but she still hasn’t shown up.”

Leng Junzhu grew concerned. “Little junior sister is always punctual. She’s never missed a session. Could she be feeling unwell?”

Chu Yu didn’t like seeing her senior sister worried over the junior, so she said, feigning concern, “If you’re that worried, why not go check on her? I’m stuck here guarding the training ground — help me out, please?”

Leng Junzhu chuckled. “If you’re asking so sweetly, how could I say no? I’ll go check on her for you.”

“Thanks, senior sister! Hurry before you lose time.”

Leng Junzhu made her way to Chu Zhiqin’s courtyard.

The gate was wide open. As she entered, she saw that the house door was also ajar — but no one was inside.

Something must have happened.

Leng Junzhu knew that within the Sword Pavilion, no true harm could befall Chu Zhiqin. Her worry was that the girl might have been wronged and snuck off to vent her emotions.

Unwilling to give up, she searched around the room, including the dressing table, but found no note. Disappointed, she turned to leave — when a flash of red caught her eye.

She froze, then hurried over.

There were dried bloodstains on the ground and a crumpled, bl00d-stained garment nearby. The owner must’ve left in a rush, too distressed to clean it.

After a glance, Leng Junzhu understood the situation and let out a mix of frustration and amusement.

This girl… Always giving people a scare.

Having pieced things together, her heart eased. She didn’t rush to find Chu Zhiqin. She knew where the girl always went when she was upset.

Following a narrow path west of the courtyard, she passed three turns and descended a slope. A clear, cold stream appeared before her.

Peach blossoms swirled gently along the current, and small fish barely thicker than fingers hid beneath the petals, nosing at them curiously.

And there, hugging her knees and lost in thought by the stream, sat none other than Chu Zhiqin.

Sixteen years old, the girl was thin and frail. Her bony shoulders seemed like they might sprout wings and fly away.

Leng Junzhu quietly sat down beside her. “Not feeling well?”

Chu Zhiqin kept her head buried in her arms. “Senior sister, you’re back… I’m not in a bad mood, just physically unwell.”

Leng Junzhu gently touched her head. “Can you tell me what’s wrong?”

“I… I think I’m dying,” Chu Zhiqin said, her voice trembling and confused.

Seeing the usually fearless girl so vulnerable made Leng Junzhu’s heart ache.

“This morning, I woke up with a stomachache and chills. I thought I was ill, but then—” She bit her lip, tears welling up. “My… my place kept bleeding, and nothing I tried could stop it. I was running late for training, and—”

Big tears rolled down her cheeks. Her red eyes and nose made her look like a pitiful little bunny.

Seeing her like that, Leng Junzhu couldn’t bring herself to laugh. She pulled Chu Zhiqin into a hug.

“There, there. Don’t cry. It’s not an illness — you’re not dying.”

“I’m not?” Chu Zhiqin looked up hopefully. “But the bl00d won’t stop…”

“Silly girl,” Leng Junzhu wiped away her tears tenderly. “This is something every woman must go through.”

“Even senior sister?” Relieved, Chu Zhiqin leaned into her.

Leng Junzhu adjusted her posture so the girl could rest more comfortably. “Yes. It happens to all girls around your age. I should’ve taught you sooner… It’s my fault for letting you panic like this.”

When the Chu family was wiped out, the young girl had survived — but lost her memory. With it, many basic bits of knowledge were gone. Leng Junzhu had tried to fill in the gaps, but clearly missed a few.

Like menstruation.

Most girls start around thirteen or fourteen. But due to past trauma, Chu Zhiqin had developed late. Now, at sixteen, she was finally experiencing her first period.

To her, it felt like a terrifying mystery — and that was her senior sister’s fault.

But Chu Zhiqin shook her head adamantly. “It’s not your fault! I just didn’t understand and made a mess of things.”

Leng Junzhu smiled. “Still, let’s go back. I’ll show you how to handle this.”

“Okay.”

As they stood up, Chu Zhiqin suddenly felt warmth between her legs. Her face went pale, and she grabbed Leng Junzhu’s sleeve in panic.

“Senior sister… it’s leaking again.”

Leng Junzhu held her hand. “Don’t be scared. Let’s walk back slowly.”

She kept talking gently along the way to calm the girl’s nerves.

Back at the courtyard, Leng Junzhu first taught Chu Zhiqin how to manage the bleeding. The sixteen-year-old blushed furiously as she accepted the items her senior handed over and scurried into her room.

“Will this happen all the time from now on?” she asked when she returned, still red-faced.

“Yes,” Leng Junzhu replied.

Chu Zhiqin pouted. “So troublesome…”

Leng Junzhu tapped her forehead. “Even if it is, you have to remember what I say next.”

She nodded quickly. “I will!”

Leng Junzhu sat her down and explained everything about periods in detail. Chu Zhiqin took careful notes, determined not to make another embarrassing mistake.

Taking the opportunity, Leng Junzhu also covered some of the more sensitive topics girls needed to know — in case someone ever tried to take advantage of her.

The lesson lasted nearly half an incense stick. When it ended, both were blushing and avoided eye contact.

To ease the awkwardness, Leng Junzhu offered, “The peach blossoms are perfect today. Want to go view them with me?”

To her surprise, Chu Zhiqin declined.

“I really do want to, but I missed morning training today. I can’t slack off. Maybe after I’m done? Will senior sister wait for me?”

“You’re so dedicated — of course I will. I’ll come find you after lunch.”

“Mm!”

“I’ll go train now. You’ve just finished a mission — you should get some rest so you’ll have energy later.”

“You sweet talker,” Leng Junzhu chuckled. “Alright. But remember — don’t rush your training. Focus and be calm.”

“Got it!”

Leng Junzhu returned to her own courtyard after three months away. The familiar surroundings instantly relaxed her.

Instead of resting, she bathed and sat cross-legged to meditate and cultivate.

Time passed quickly. Before she’d completed even three cycles of spiritual energy, her little junior had already finished lunch and rushed over.

“Senior sister, let’s go!”

Leng Junzhu rose, opened the door, and smiled as they set off to enjoy the blossoms.

The mountain was awash with flowers. Petals drifted like rain.

Green grass blanketed the ground. Clear streams flowed under arching peach trees. Fallen blossoms floated with the current.

Chu Zhiqin held Leng Junzhu’s hand as they wandered beneath the pink canopy, her young face glowing with joy.

She plucked the prettiest blossom and tucked it behind Leng Junzhu’s ear. “A beautiful flower for a beautiful lady.”

Startled by the bold move, Leng Junzhu froze for a moment. By the time she recovered, her mischievous junior had let go of her hand and skipped ahead, calling her to follow.

“This girl…” Leng Junzhu smiled and lifted her skirts, hurrying after her.