Chapter 19: A Sister’s Embrace and Peculiar Gifts

The exquisite azure eyes before her held a familiar, intimate aura, one strikingly similar to the Mother Goddess. Lin Ling could now unequivocally confirm that this petite loli, barely 1.4 meters tall, was indeed her own sister, sharing the same origin.

Still, addressing such a young girl as “Sister” felt somewhat awkward, despite the fact that by lineage, it was perfectly correct.

Yet, at this very moment, Lin Ling knew she had to put a stop to her “sister’s” enthusiastic overtures, lest she succumb to a fatal nosebleed.

For the past five minutes since being tackled, the little girl had been relentlessly rubbing her face against Lin Ling, her hands equally industrious. Lin Ling had been thoroughly caressed from head to toe, leaving her utterly flushed and even stirring a peculiar sensation within her.

The little girl grandly declared, “This is necessary information gathering.”

‘Who would ever need *this* kind of information, seriously!’

“Um, could you perhaps get off me for a moment? It would be terribly embarrassing if someone were to walk past.”

“No! It’s not every day I get a little sister, so naturally, I have to shower her with affection! If anyone dares to look, I’ll gouge out their eyes!”

The little girl resolutely dismissed Lin Ling’s plea, burying her small head deeper between Lin Ling’s blossoming curves, rubbing with fervent delight.

One was utterly blissful, while the other was a complex mix of exasperation and a strange, burgeoning delight.

Observing the “lily” drama unfold before her, yet feeling utterly excluded, Little White’s patience finally snapped. ‘Enough is enough!’

With a sudden burst, Little White launched herself at the golden-haired girl, channeling her limited spiritual power, intending to forcefully dislodge the interloper.

Yet, ideals often clash brutally with reality.

Thud!

The little girl remained utterly unyielding, while Little White was sent flying backward, embedding herself with a resounding thud into the distant wall.

Still, Little White’s valiant effort was not entirely in vain. She had successfully diverted the little girl’s attention, prompting her to finally peel herself off Lin Ling.

Grazing at the comical little kitten, the golden-haired girl scoffed with a derisive smirk.

“Oh my!? Isn’t this the guiding AI created by the Mother Goddess? How utterly presumptuous to try and ram me. It seems there’s been a malfunction; perhaps a complete reforge is in order?”

Little White struggled to extricate her body from the wall, then met the little girl’s gaze with unwavering defiance, neither servile nor arrogant.

“Lady Bisika! According to the Anska Alliance regulations, no faction is permitted to contact a newly born Original during its one-cycle — approximately three years — protection period! You have already violated this decree! Please, leave at once!”

Bisika observed the little kitten, which was attempting to project a fierce demeanor, and sensed its swirling emotional fluctuations. This peculiar little creature couldn’t help but pique her interest. ‘I recall the Mother Goddess’s AIs being devoid of emotion. The one I was with before was incredibly dull and rigid.’

‘This one actually feels jealousy? How fascinating.’

‘Did the Mother Goddess upgrade her AI? It feels pretty good, though there’s one minor flaw… it’s a bit foolish.’

“Oh, alliance regulations, are we? I’m merely visiting my little sister in my capacity as her elder sister. I don’t represent the Tianyu Tribe, so this isn’t a violation. Furthermore, I have no obligation to adhere to the Anska Alliance’s rules; the only constraints upon us are the precepts bestowed by the Mother Goddess. For you, the Mother Goddess’s own AI, to lecture me with alliance regulations—how utterly preposterous!”

As Bisika spoke, a look of profound disdain crossed her face, her mockery undeniably potent.

Though seething, Little White knew it was the truth: Originals were largely unconstrained. Even so, she had no intention of conceding defeat so easily.

Just as Little White was poised to unleash a barrage of sharp retorts, Lin Ling gently scooped her up, signaling for quiet.

Consequently, Little White could only slump her shoulders, a picture of misery and abandonment, as she settled onto the sofa.

While Lin Ling couldn’t quite fathom the depth of Little White’s agitation, she personally felt an undeniable, strong kinship with Bisika. Furthermore, at this precise moment, Lin Ling found herself in need of Bisika’s assistance for several pressing matters.

Her only recourse was to hope they could coexist peacefully.

After quietly closing the door, Lin Ling’s gaze once again settled upon Bisika. She had a strong premonition that Bisika’s visit wasn’t solely for the purpose of meeting her newfound sister.

“Um, Miss Bisika…”

“Call me Sister!” The golden-haired girl urged, her eyes sparkling with eager anticipation.

“Um, is there… anything else you came to see me about?” ‘Attempting to subtly shift the topic.’

Bisika merely stared at Lin Ling, remaining completely silent.

“Um, is something the matter?” Lin Ling attempted to diffuse the rapidly thickening awkwardness.

Yet, Bisika continued to watch Lin Ling in silence.

…

…

‘Damn it! This scenario feels unsettlingly familiar, like déjà vu.’

Left with no alternative, Lin Ling could only reluctantly indulge the little girl before her. ‘Why do these individuals always fixate on such peculiar things?’

“Sis…”

‘Why does this feel even more mortifying than calling someone “Mom”?’

At her words, Bisika once again sprang up in excitement, eagerly wrapping her arms around Lin Ling’s neck.

“Such a good girl! I truly wish Sister Fen could witness this; it would absolutely infuriate her, haha!”

“Uh,”

‘She truly is just a child, isn’t she?’ Lin Ling mused with a helpless sigh.

****

Having endured yet another “baptism” of affection from Bisika, and in spite of Little White’s vehement protests, Lin Ling finally managed to coax Bisika onto the sofa, but only after promising they would sleep together that night.

To her surprise, Lin Ling found herself experiencing a faint flicker of disappointment.

“Oh, don’t be so tense,” Bisika said, popping open a can of cola and taking a sip. “It’s nothing serious; I just brought you some gifts. For these next three years, you can focus on your own matters without worry; we won’t trouble you. If you ever need assistance, simply ask.”

“Thank you,” Lin Ling replied, a flush of awkwardness washing over her at the thought of receiving gifts from someone she had only just met.

“It’s quite alright; it’s tradition. As a gift for your birth, we’ve prepared an abundance of wonderful things!”

As she spoke, a shimmering silver magic array materialized before Bisika, from which a meticulously crafted, milky-white bracelet was teleported. She then tossed it directly to Lin Ling.

“Here,” Bisika explained, “this bracelet is fashioned from the highest-grade spatial origin stone, containing a colossal independent space. All their gifts are stored within. You can use this as your personal storage vault from now on, but remember, never throw living creatures inside; they won’t survive. Simply infuse it with your spiritual power to view its contents, and then use your spiritual power to retrieve items.”

“Oh, I see.”

Upon infusing the storage bracelet with her spiritual power, Lin Ling clearly perceived its inner workings. Five exquisitely packaged objects, each of a different size, were neatly arranged in the center of the vast space.

Yet, one particularly bizarrely shaped object immediately seized Lin Ling’s attention. It exuded a terrifying aura, one that even she, a Battle Sovereign, found profoundly unsettling.

Just as Lin Ling prepared to retrieve it for a closer inspection, Bisika abruptly halted her.

“I know you’re curious about that peculiar object, but do not take it out here. It would undoubtedly kill your neighbors, and the floor would certainly collapse.”

Hearing Bisika’s caution, Lin Ling’s curiosity intensified. It possessed no spiritual energy fluctuations, yet it could still make her, a Battle Sovereign, feel profoundly threatened. Furthermore, despite being merely the size of a laptop, the floor wouldn’t be able to withstand it?

“What exactly is this? It gives me such an unsettling feeling,” Lin Ling asked Bisika, her curiosity overriding her apprehension.

“It’s Twilight Steel, an incredibly rare metal,” Bisika explained. “It’s one of the few substances capable of inflicting substantial damage upon our Sacred Spirit Bodies. Moreover, it naturally emits a peculiar fluctuation that can instantly vibrate weaker organisms to death. However, this resonance has no effect on us, so you can use it to forge any weapon you desire. You’ll undoubtedly find it indispensable in the future.”

Gazazing at such a substantial piece of Twilight Steel, Bisika felt a distinct pang of envy. She vividly remembered the arduous struggles she endured to acquire enough Twilight Steel for her own weapons, even engaging in a brutal, life-or-death battle with two Battle Sovereign-level extraterrestrial creatures.

‘My little sister has only been born for a few days, yet she already possesses such a vast quantity of Twilight Steel. It’s truly enviable.’

‘Furthermore, isn’t Big Brother showing a blatant favoritism here!’

Little Bisika instantly felt a distinct surge of unhappiness.