I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

Back in the small courtyard in the capital.

Close the door and set up a simple barrier to isolate the airflow.

Ning Qian remained outwardly calm and composed.

But she herself knew that the battle just now was far from as easy as it looked.

Fortunately, the opponent was just an elder who had just entered the Nascent Soul stage and was too careless.

She and Fang Xuan worked together seamlessly, and with Black Sword's ruthless and unreasonable ferocity, they were able to escape danger and win.

But... that's not enough.

Far from enough.

Leaving the Qingyun Sect does not signify the end; on the contrary, it is only the beginning.

The Nascent Soul Realm is merely the true starting point of a long cultivation journey.

And what she will face...

It is far more terrifying than a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Reincarnation...Destiny...

A deep weariness, and... unwillingness, flashed across Ning Qian's cold eyes.

No matter how many times she starts over, no matter how much she struggles, there always seems to be an invisible chain of fate pulling her back to her predetermined path.

Each lifetime brings new changes, making it impossible for her to completely plan ahead.

It was as if the whole world was against her and wanted to crush her completely.

Her life was very short, a few days, a few months.

The longest it lasted was only one or two years.

She tried, she resisted, she even went to great lengths to become stronger, but the results always seemed to be in vain.

Each time he awakens in this cycle, the situation he faces is more difficult, the enemy is stronger, and the traps are more elaborate.

This life is especially bad.

While at the Qingyun Sect, there was an additional restriction, and he happened to wake up at his weakest moment after his bones were extracted.

It was an absolute impasse.

She even thought about it at the time.

This life is over; once you're dead, you're dead.

And then we wait for the next awakening, which may come at any time and in any circumstances.

Anyway... she had gotten used to loneliness, used to repeating despair over and over again.

But... he came.

This junior brother named Fang Xuan was like a pebble thrown into stagnant water, making everything different.

Elixirs, spiritual bone reconstruction, and a further enlightenment of sword intent.

Things went surprisingly smoothly.

The feeling was as if all her previous futile struggles and cycles of reincarnation in the darkness were just... waiting for his arrival.

This thought always made her heart flutter.

That unfamiliar yet burning emotion began to spread again in her cold chest...

She doesn't want to die.

I don't want to sink into that boundless darkness again, waiting for the next faint awakening... reincarnation.

I don't want to... never see him again.

Even if... he exists in the next life, he will never be the same person in this world.

All she wanted was her junior brother in this world... Fang Xuan.

.......

However, his junior brother certainly didn't know any of this.

She wouldn't say it either.

She can bear those heavy, suffocating memories of reincarnation herself.

......

Meanwhile, Fang Xuan was secretly eating steamed buns again.

It has a milky flavor, which is really nice.

He can give to the elite.

While secretly eating, his mind was also busy.

He had a suspicion before, and now the more he thinks about it, the more likely it seems.

He didn't actually finish reading it; he only remembered that the beginning was very tragic, and later the heroine turned evil, took revenge, refined thousands of miles, and ascended to the upper realm—a typical plot.

However, many cultivation novels, as they progress, involve an inflated power level and frequently touch upon the laws of time and reincarnation.

Even the immortals hold the Spring and Autumn Cicada in their hands, reversing the passage of time.

My senior sister... as a ruthless person who will refine all living beings and ascend to the upper realm in the future, has something like "Spring and Autumn Sword Intent".

It seems... to make sense?

.........

Hmm... so when he transmigrated, the plot had probably already jumped to the very late stages.

So, the senior sister's current state is like a max-level player starting a new account, but being nerfed by the current version.

Fang Xuan stroked his chin, feeling that he had discovered the key point.

Thinking about it this way, many details make sense.

Why is the plot moving so fast? Why are the secret realm trials so difficult? Why do Nascent Soul enemies appear out of nowhere...?

It turns out he wasn't here to play a romance simulation game to save his frail senior sister.

I'm here to provide support, helping max-level reborn players quickly clear the Nightmare dungeon.

However, there is a real problem right now: our strength is simply not enough.

Today, I barely managed to pass the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm thanks to my senior sister's burst damage and the Black Sword's special properties, as well as the opponent's underestimation of me.

Next time, maybe we'll see a mid-stage or late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, or even a whole group of them.

With their small frames, he and his senior sister are probably going to be torn apart.

We need to quickly improve our strength.

I still need to seduce my senior sister to cultivate together.

......

Meanwhile, Ning Qian was recuperating her spiritual energy.

Insufficient strength, too many hidden dangers.

She must eliminate all potential threats.

This could only be her last life...

To quickly improve one's strength... there's only one way...

The only thing I can do is trick my junior brother into practicing dual cultivation.

......

Fang Xuan had just finished eating the steamed bun and felt that his spiritual power had been mostly restored.

But the thought of "seducing my senior sister to cultivate together" in my mind was getting stronger and stronger.

He looked at Ning Qian, who was sitting opposite him with her eyes closed, meditating.

She had already taken off her long dress, leaving her in only a plain white undergarment.

Moonlight streamed through the window, bathing her in its glow and outlining her aloof and ethereal profile.

Her eyelashes were long and delicate, and her nose was straight and elegant.

Her lips were slightly pale from the battle and exhaustion, giving them a delicate and fragile beauty.

...and her shapely curves, and those...jade-like...

.....

Fang Xuan's throat moved, feeling a bit dry in his mouth.

ahem...

He cleared his throat: "Senior sister..."

Almost at the same time, Ning Qian also opened her eyes and softly called out, "Junior Brother..."

The two spoke at the same time, then stopped at the same time.

Their gazes met in the air.

Fang Xuan noticed a rare hint of panic flashing in Ning Qian's clear, cold eyes.

The air fell silent for a moment, as if in an awkward silence.

"Cough cough..." Ning Qian was the first to look away, her ears starting to burn uncontrollably. She tried her best to make her voice sound calm and normal.

"Junior Brother, get some rest. You've expended a lot of energy today and need to recover properly."

No, that's too direct, it'll scare him.

We have to take it slowly.

I absolutely cannot let this slip, otherwise my junior brother will find out that I've been deceiving him... engaging in such acts of sexual relations every day.

They would definitely think she was a seductive vixen who coveted his virginity.

But... there's no other way now, we can only see how long we can keep fooling them.

......

Fang Xuan heard this.

If his senior sister is about to send him to sleep, then his grand plan of dual cultivation will be ruined.

This won't do; we need to create opportunities.

He immediately frowned slightly, his face showing weakness and discomfort, and forced himself to speak: "Cough cough... Senior Sister, I'm fine, it's just that the battle just now consumed too much spiritual energy."

"The yang energy is fluctuating, and now it feels like it can't be suppressed..."

Ning Qian's heart skipped a beat upon hearing this.

She tried hard to suppress the heat rising on her face and to put on a serious and earnest doctor's expression.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her ears turned bright red.

"Is this really true?"

Ning Qian got up and walked to Fang Xuan, looking at him anxiously. "Cultivation is about one's foundation, so it cannot be taken lightly. Quickly... let your senior sister take a look."

As she spoke, she reached out and placed her hand on Fang Xuan's wrist to feel his pulse.

We must not give ourselves away.

I absolutely cannot let my junior brother realize that I have been planning this for a long time.

He needs to feel that this is just his senior sister helping him solve a minor problem in his cultivation out of concern and responsibility for him.

Ning Qian cheered herself up in her heart, trying her best to maintain a serious and aloof appearance.

But the blush that spread from her ears to her neck, and even seemed to be creeping up her face, made all her efforts seem exceptionally... cute, and yet, only more obvious.

Fang Xuan obediently extended his left wrist.

Hmm... Senior sister, you should at least use your spiritual power to investigate.

We're not ordinary people, we don't need traditional pulse diagnosis...

He wanted to be more direct, but his senior sister was too shy; he figured she'd be too embarrassed to speak before she even opened her mouth.

Then she started making "ah ah ah" noises, unable to speak clearly.

.......

"Junior brother, your yang energy is rising. Let me help you regulate it. Don't overthink it. Doing these things is all very normal."

"Okay, senior sister."

"Okay, wait...wait a minute, just listen to what Senior Sister says."