Covering the Sky: Simultaneous transmigration, but both clones are women.

Chapter 93 You are not our sister, we are not on the same path.

There was a moment of silence in the living room, the atmosphere subtly awkward.

Wanwan picked up her teacup, took a sip, and used the rim of the cup to hide the smile on her lips.

Nalan Yanran looked down at the tea leaves floating in her teacup, pretending to study their shape.

Lin Daiyu tilted her head, her delicate eyebrows slightly raised, her gaze shifting back and forth between Ye Chen and Xiaolongnu, a hint of amusement playing on her lips.

Ye Chen coughed, breaking the awkward silence: "Um—now that everyone's here, I'll just say a few words. This shared space is a new feature added after the chat group was upgraded. From now on, you can come in for three hours every day. For cultivation, rest,..."

Communication is convenient.

"What can you do in just three hours?"

Wanwan put down her teacup, her tone tinged with dissatisfaction. "It takes almost half an hour to make a round trip, and there's not even enough time left to take a nap!"

"Then go talk to the system and see if it's willing to give you extra time."

"If I could negotiate with the system, would I need you?"

Ye Chen ignored her and continued, "There are over a dozen bedrooms upstairs; you can choose whichever you like. The cultivation rooms are on the third floor. The array patterns have already been engraved; there are spirit-gathering arrays, soundproof arrays, and defensive arrays—enough for your needs."

Nalan Yanran raised her head: "Where does the spiritual energy of the Spirit Gathering Array come from?"

Ye Chen pointed to the ground beneath his feet: "This small world is self-contained, and the concentration of spiritual energy is much higher than outside, more than enough for all of us to cultivate daily."

Nalan Yanran nodded and said nothing more.

Lin Daiyu suddenly spoke, her voice soft and weak, yet with a hint of seriousness: "Brother, I have something I want to ask you."

Ye Chen leaned back on the sofa, tapping his fingers lightly twice on the armrest: "Go ahead."

"I can now hear the voices in people's hearts, which is certainly a good ability, but—"

She paused, her slender fingers gently tracing the rim of the teacup. "A few days ago, I accidentally revealed some traces, and some people in the manor started to become suspicious."

Wanwan's eyes lit up, and she leaned forward slightly: "What do you mean by 'doubting Buddhist teachings'?"

Lin Daiyu sighed softly, but with a hint of helplessness: "That day, when Madam Wang was discussing matters in her room, I passed by the door and heard someone inside whispering about me. I couldn't help myself and replied to her through the door."

"Everyone inside was stunned. The windows were tightly closed. I was standing outside the door, so it was impossible for me to hear their whispered conversation."

Nalan Yanran raised an eyebrow slightly: "And then?"

"Then came all sorts of speculation."

Some say I have exceptionally sharp ears, unlike ordinary people; others say I have a psychic parrot that gathers information for me.

Others say————

Lin Daiyu's voice softened further, "They say I might be tainted by something unclean, that I can hear ghosts talking!"

The living room fell silent for a moment.

Little Dragon Girl leaned back on the sofa, dressed in white as snow, her back ramrod straight, her clear, cold eyes fixed on Lin Daiyu's face: "In your world, there are immortals."

"Exactly."

Lin Daiyu nodded. "Putting everything else aside, the Fairy Disenchantment in the Land of Illusion is no ordinary person. And those monks and Taoists, the bald-headed monk and the lame Taoist, who come and go without a trace, are clearly not ordinary people."

"If my meager skills were to alert them, I'm afraid—"

She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning was already quite clear.

Ye Chen put down his teacup, leaned back on the sofa, and lingered on Lin Daiyu's face for a moment.

With her exquisitely perceptible mind slowly turning, Lin Daiyu's inner thoughts drifted out, tinged with a hint of trepidation.

My brother shouldn't reject me, right? We're all family here.

Ye Chen's lips curled slightly as he reached for a pastry on the coffee table, took a bite, and slowly chewed it before speaking: "So you want me to descend upon you at a crucial moment and take care of those deities for you?"

Lin Daiyu's eyes lit up, and she nodded repeatedly.

"What's in it for me?"

Lin Daiyu blinked, a perfectly timed look of grievance appearing on her delicate face: "Brother, you want something from me?"

We're family, talking about benefits would make us seem distant.

Ye Chen was taken aback by her words, and a crumb of pastry stuck in his throat as he coughed twice.

Wanwan laughed out loud, picked up her teacup and raised it towards Lin Daiyu: "Sister Daiyu is right. We're family, so why would he want anything in return? If he dares not to go, we'll all condemn him together."

Nalan Yanran nodded, her moon-white sleeves lightly brushing against the sofa armrest: "I second that!"

Xiaolongnu didn't speak, but her cold gaze fell on Ye Chen, clearly carrying a hint of scrutiny.

It's like saying, if you don't even help your own sisters, what kind of group leader are you?

Ye Chen looked at the self-righteous faces in front of him, and his lips twitched twice.

He stuffed the remaining snacks into his mouth and mumbled, "Okay, if anything happens, just call me in the group chat and I'll be there immediately."

Lin Daiyu smiled broadly, picked up her teacup and raised it towards him, a gesture that carried a touch of the boldness of a chivalrous heroine.

The atmosphere in the living room relaxed, and the group began to chat casually.

Wan mentioned that she had subdued several elders in the Yin Gui Sect, using methods that were not exactly honorable but had excellent results.

Nalan Yanran said that she had already planned the route for her escape with Yunyun, which would pass through the territories of several ancient clans, and they could also gather some information along the way.

Lin Daiyu complained that a distant relative had recently come to the Rongguo Mansion, and that he was constantly being sarcastic and cryptic, which annoyed her to no end.

Every time Ye Chen tried to interject, Wanwan would shut him up with a "Shut up," and if he tried to speak again, Nalan Yanran would glare at him.

When he spoke for the third time, even Lin Daiyu shook her head slightly, signaling him not to interrupt.

He leaned back on the sofa, holding a teacup in his hand, watching the group of "himself" chatting enthusiastically, and suddenly felt like an outsider.

This feeling is very subtle.

They were all the same person, yet they were sitting on the same side, while he was left all alone, unable to even get a word in edgewise.

Wanwan was engrossed in her story when she suddenly turned to look at him, a mischievous glint in her clear eyes: "What's wrong? Feeling isolated?"

Ye Chen raised an eyebrow, not denying it.

Wanwan put down her teacup, crossed her hands on her knees, straightened her back, and her tone suddenly became serious: "I understand, everyone's choices are different, you did not do anything wrong."

"But all I can say is, you're not our sister, you're just a stranger!"

The living room fell silent for a moment.

Nalan Yanran turned her head, her moon-white sleeves brushing lightly against the sofa armrest.

Those star-like eyes fell on Ye Chen's face, and she replied calmly, "What do you mean by 'passerby'?"

"You are neither my friend, nor my sister, nor my enemy. We are not on the same path, we are not family, and we should not work together."

Ye Chen's lips began to twitch.

Xiaolongnu's voice wasn't loud, but it was firm and resolute: "That's right, because of your existence, the interests of our sisters who are working hard will be severely damaged, which is extremely unfair to them."

Three pairs of eyes simultaneously fell on Ye Chen's face, filled with scrutiny, mischief, and a hint of anticipation.