The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

Cheng Lieqing then took two steps back, turned around, and disappeared into the crowd.

Qin Yangjun on the stage was still somewhat dazed, mainly because he really didn't expect Yueyao to admit defeat.

"To be honest, I didn't expect it to end like this. I barely managed to take that sword strike from you. If we had continued fighting, my junior sister might have won."

Yueyao smiled. Even at this point, Qin Yangjun was still concerned about her feelings and deliberately pretended to be very reluctant.

It seems she really misjudged him before; her senior brother wasn't as bad as she thought.

"As for what my senior brother said, Yueyao is completely convinced of her defeat."

"Hehe...Is that so?"

Qin Yangjun chuckled dryly, feeling incredibly guilty.

Although I don't know why Yueyao had such a misunderstanding, it's a good thing since we won.

I will have the opportunity to battle with the protagonist who hasn't fully developed yet.

And so, Qin Yangjun somehow managed to retain his position as the chief of the Imperial Qianzong sect.

Then comes the rewards section. The top three on the Heavenly Ranking will receive rewards and can choose their own cultivation techniques and weapons from the treasure vault.

However, this reward might be helpful to others.

But for Qin Yangjun, who could freely roam the treasure vault, it meant nothing.

He knew almost all of the unique skills of the Imperial Qian Sect.

He also understands the principle that one should not try to do too much at once, and he now wants to focus his main energy on the one skill, one secret, and one method in his memory.

As for pills, consuming too many pills that enhance strength will destabilize one's foundation and affect future cultivation.

So for him, this reward was more like a formality.

Chapter Seventeen Lucky Pervert

With the conclusion of the final battle, the Heavenly Ranking Tournament is drawing to a close.

Qin Yangjun selected a few items in the treasure pavilion, thinking he could give them to Hua Yaoyao to further improve his favorability.

He also stuffed some magical artifacts inside that he didn't really recognize.

There are inherent limitations to receiving rewards.

However, the items Qin Yangjun took were not of high value, so the elders who were with him chose to turn a blind eye.

Besides, this place is almost like Qin Yangjun's home. As long as he tells his sect leader sister, he can take everything on the first two floors, so there's no point in stopping him.

After a simple closing ceremony, the Heavenly Ranking Tournament came to an end.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Qin Yangjun returned to his manor.

As soon as he returned to the manor, Qin Yangjun took out the storage bag containing the rewards.

"Ling'er, do me a favor."

"Young master, please speak."

"Take this storage bag to Junior Sister Hua's place."

"Okay, Master."

Ling'er solemnly accepted the storage bag, and in the blink of an eye, she had disappeared.

She moved so fast that even Qin Yangjun couldn't pinpoint her location.

"Speaking of which, Ling'er's bloodline is about to awaken, isn't it..."

Qin Yangjun murmured.

Ling'er is a year younger than him, but she is a true Nascent Soul cultivator. Her strength is mainly due to the bloodline she inherited.

She could be even stronger if it weren't for her impure bloodline.

Mu Xianxian made her Qin Yangjun's servant, partly to take care of his daily life and partly to protect him.

Actually, there's a lot to uncover about Ling'er, but there's no need to plan ahead now. I should just deal with the things at hand first.

For example, getting a good night's sleep.

Thinking of this, Qin Yangjun yawned. He hadn't slept well to begin with, and then he had to fight with someone. He was now extremely sleepy.

However, just as Qin Yangjun pushed open the door to the room, he discovered that sitting in the very center of the room was someone he had never expected.

"Sister? What are you doing here?"

Qin Yangjun looked at Mu Xianxian in surprise. They had just said goodbye, so why was his sister here again?

"What, you're not welcoming your older sister?"

Mu Xianxian deliberately kept a straight face.

Qin Yangjun smiled.

"Sister, what are you saying? Is there something you need to talk to your brother about alone?"

As he spoke, Qin Yangjun poured tea for Mu Xianxian.

Mu Xianxian looked at Qin Yangjun's profile with an increasingly strange expression. Her younger brother used to be somewhat afraid of her, unlike now when he was so easygoing.

Furthermore, the disguise she had given herself had also disappeared.

Why does it feel like you've become a different person?

Thinking of this, Mu Xianxian's expression darkened.

Her divine sense spread out directly, attacking Qin Yangjun.

Faced with a sudden attack from a Tribulation Transcending Realm expert, Qin Yangjun had no time to react.

At that moment, he was pouring tea for Mu Xianxian.

The next second, as his soul was struck, Qin Yangjun felt dizzy, staggered, and fell forward...

With Mu Xianxian's Tribulation Transcending Realm strength, examining Qin Yangjun's soul would take less than half a breath.

However, because Qin Yangjun's soul had already been completely integrated, she did not notice the problem.

Hmm...no problem...

Mu Xianxian was slightly puzzled. By the time she came to her senses, her younger brother had already fallen towards her.

Then a thud was heard.

A fragrance wafted into Qin Yangjun's nostrils. He opened his eyes and saw Mu Xianxian's face so close to his.

My older sister is truly beautiful. Her pretty face is like a meticulously crafted jade pendant, and her clear eyes are like a deep, still spring. The subtle red eyeshadow at the corners of her eyes adds an extra touch of allure...

Qin Yangjun was so stunned that he didn't realize he had placed his hand on the wrong spot.

At this moment, Mu Xianxian was also stunned. This was the first time Mu Xianxian had been in such close contact with a member of the opposite sex.

Feeling the inexplicable warmth against his chest, and with Qin Yangjun's handsome face so close to hers, her heart began to race.

A blush instantly spread across her cheeks.

However, it only took a breath or two for Qin Yangjun to come to his senses. Only then did he realize that his hand was pressing on a place he shouldn't have, and he quickly got up.

"Cough cough... I don't know what's wrong, I feel a little dizzy. Are you alright, sister?"

Qin Yangjun was at a loss for words, not knowing where this inexplicable dizziness came from.

He then prepared to go to Lamu Xianxian.

At this moment, a strange panic flashed across Mu Xianxian's face. With a gust of fragrant wind, she appeared behind Qin Yangjun in the next second.

"I'm fine. You look tired from the fight just now. Get some rest."

Before Qin Yangjun could even turn around, Mu Xianxian had vanished from the spot.

Qin Yangjun looked at the chair lying on the ground, rubbed his fingers together, and couldn't help but think of the anime he watched in his previous life.

Did I just become a lucky pervert?

After a brief moment of distraction, Qin Yangjun felt a little doubtful and couldn't help but look towards the gate.

So what exactly is she here for?

At this moment, Mu Xianxian, who was in the sky, covered her face with one hand and pressed her heart with the other. She felt as if her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

I was clearly going to ask him about his methods at the martial arts arena today, so why did it turn out like this?

Just a moment ago, she realized that her younger brother was no longer the little boy who used to follow her around; he had grown up.

They were even a head taller than me.

Mu Xianxian was proud all her life. This was her first intimate contact with a man, and she never expected it to be her own brother. So what was going on with her flustered feelings?

Mu Xianxian's mind was getting more and more confused, but the scene from just now kept lingering in her mind.

To calm herself down, she then plunged headfirst into the nearest lake.

The icy lake water calmed Mu Xianxian down considerably, but looking at her own soaked reflection on the lake surface...

Mu Xianxian couldn't help but cover her face.

I've never been this pathetic before.

The way she acted in front of her own brother was simply too embarrassing.

Could it be... Mu Xianxian? Mu Xianxian is my younger brother...

But Jun'er and I aren't related by blood, it seems...no! No! ....

In a panic, Mu Xianxian once again dived into the water.

This time, Mu Xianxian finally calmed down completely. After clearing her mind of all her chaotic thoughts, she went to the pavilion by the lake and used her spiritual power to dry her clothes.

Although she had calmed down, she still had no intention of returning to her own palace.

The full moon in the sky evoked Mu Xianxian's memories. Twelve years ago, it was on such a night that she found Qin Yangjun.

He was seriously injured at the time, and I, being a kind-hearted person, took him back to Yuqian Sect for treatment.

When he woke up and asked about his background, the people and places he mentioned were completely unfamiliar to him.