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

Back to that quiet valley courtyard.

Fang Xuan pushed open the bamboo door.

Ning Qian wasn't there, and the courtyard was empty.

"Out foraging for food again?" Fang Xuan guessed.

Yesterday it was a fish, who knows what it will be today.

Thinking about this, he actually felt a little excited.

After all, his senior sister's cooking really suited his taste.

Since he had nothing better to do, he rolled up his sleeves and started looking for something to do.

First, I watered the somewhat barren medicinal herb field.

These herbs grew crookedly and looked quite unattractive. It was unclear whether Ning Qian was simply not interested in tending to them or if she was simply not good at it.

Fang Xuan even wondered whether Ning Qian genuinely enjoyed growing these flowers and plants, or if she was simply doing it to keep herself occupied.

Or... stock up on possible food supplies, like growing vegetables to eat?

As he watered the plants, he thought to himself that he already considered this place his own home.

After all, Shen Chen let him live here to study, so by all accounts, this courtyard is practically half his.

That's really shameless.

.......

After finishing tending to the medicinal herb field, the sunlight streamed into the yard, making it feel warm and cozy.

Fang Xuan dragged a bamboo chair to the shade of a tree and lay down comfortably.

When I have some free time, my mind starts to wander to that core problem.

How can I get Ning Qian to discipline him properly?

That system's frustrating progress bar is moving slower than a tortoise crawls. We need to do something groundbreaking.

Otherwise, you'll only ever eat scraps of bread for the rest of your life.

Several bold ideas flashed through my mind.

Option 1: Night raid!

While she's asleep, I'll secretly savor her jade-like feet...

No, no, last time I was unconscious, so the risk was low.

Now that Ning Qian is awake, she'll definitely be more alert. What if she gets caught red-handed...?

Moreover, this behavior is too perverted. Although Fang Xuan has almost no integrity left, he still has some bottom line... right?

Option Two: I want to be tortured!

Challenge her to sparring, then "accidentally" provoke her, or directly ask, "Senior sister, please whip me hard!"

But... what's the difference between this and directly saying "Please discipline me severely"?

She'll most likely be seen as a masochist, causing her popularity to plummet. Not only that, Ning Qian might even use it as an excuse to "clean house" and chop her up on the spot.

Option 3: Give up!

He deliberately made mistakes in his cultivation, appearing extremely dull, which made her frustrated and disappointed in him, and then severely punished him.

For example, making them copy the rules of the sect ten thousand times, or make them stand facing the wall in contemplation?

This is more in line with the scope of education. It feels like the punishment is not severe enough. If the system doesn't recognize it as discipline behavior, then that's fine.

Sigh, this is difficult.

Fang Xuan felt that this great undertaking of training was even more difficult than directly cultivating to the Nascent Soul stage.

The main problem is that it's too difficult to strike the right balance. Too little and it doesn't feel like discipline; too much and it's easy to go overboard. And it has to feel natural and effortless...

........

Sunlight filters through the leaves, dappling the skin and casting warm, comforting rays.

He slept late last night while meditating. Although a cultivator at his level can go without sleep for several days without any problems.

But deep down, he still retains the old habit of "eating when he should eat and sleeping when he should sleep" from his previous life.

As I thought about it, my eyelids grew heavier and heavier.

There's always a way out; things will work themselves out.

Things have come to this...

Soon, even breathing sounds filled the quiet courtyard.

.......

Later still, it was midday.

Fang Xuan was awakened by an enticing aroma.

He opened his eyes groggily, his consciousness not fully returning, and instinctively sniffed.

It smells so good... It's white rice.

He found himself still lying on the bamboo chair, but somehow a plain-colored blanket had appeared on his body.

The blanket was very clean and had a faint, cool fragrance, similar to Ning Qian's scent.

He subconsciously pulled the blanket up a little, brought his nose close to the corner of the blanket, and took another deep breath.

Yes, it really is Ningxian's scent, cool with a hint of herbal bitterness, it smells very nice.

[The system has detected that the host is carefully examining Ning Qian's personal belongings and experiencing feelings of pleasure and possessiveness.]

[Behavioral assessment: The sex slave's secret intimacy with the master's personal belongings.]

[Discipline Value +0.1!]

[Encouragement: Maintaining a high level of attention and fascination with everything about your master is a hallmark of an excellent sex slave. Please continue to do so!]

Fang Xuan: "......."

His hand holding the blanket froze in mid-air.

This system's judgment is a bit underhanded...

However, the system has returned to silence, its merits and fame hidden.

Fang Xuan silently folded the blanket and placed it aside.

The aroma grew stronger and stronger, accompanied by the sizzling sound of stir-frying in the pan.

He stood up and followed the smell and sound to the small kitchen.

Ning Qian had her back to him and was intently tossing the wok.

The firelight illuminated half of her face, fine beads of sweat glistened on her forehead, and a few stray hairs clung to her fair neck.

She moved swiftly as ever, the pot containing thinly sliced, unidentified animal meat, bubbling together with chili peppers and wild vegetables.

On the small table next to them, two bowls of spirit rice, a plate of cold bamboo shoot salad, and a bowl of clear soup with egg drop soup were already laid out.

It's another four dishes and one soup set meal.

"Awake?" Ning Qian seemed to notice his gaze, but without turning her head, her voice remained cold. "Dinner will be ready soon. Go wash your hands first."

Fang Xuan said "Oh" and obediently went to the stream to wash his hands.

When she returned, Ning Qian had already plated the last dish of spicy stir-fried beast meat and put it on the table.

The two sat down at the stone table.

"Try it. I'm lucky today. I found a musk deer that was knocked unconscious by a tree in the back mountain."

Fang Xuan couldn't wait any longer and picked up a piece of meat, putting it into his mouth.

The meat was indeed tender and springy, and incredibly fresh and fragrant.

His highest form of praise was to shovel rice into his mouth.

.......

The table was quiet for a moment, with only the soft clinking of bowls and chopsticks.

After a moment, Ning Qian seemed to hesitate for a moment before asking, "Today... in the Sword Sharpening Hall, did the other senior brothers make things difficult for you?"

His voice was very soft, and his gaze was fixed on the rice in his bowl, as if it were just a casual question.

She said that... simply to repay a life-saving debt; it certainly wasn't for anything else...

Definitely not...

.......

Fang Xuan knew that she had probably heard some rumors, but she didn't want to ask directly.

"No," he replied curtly, swallowing his food.

Ning Qian raised her eyes and glanced at him.

Something seemed to flash in those cool, clear eyes, like understanding, or perhaps some other complex emotion.

She didn't press for details, only giving a soft "hmm".

"If something really happens..."

She paused, her voice still calm, "There's no need to hold back. Although my cultivation is currently lacking, I am still your senior sister."

He knew that Ning Qian's words were not just polite talk.

Given her future protective and domineering nature, it's surprising that she says "She's still your senior sister" now.

The subtext might be: I can train my people, but others can't touch them.

Of course, Ning Qian is probably not that ruthless now, but her willingness to support him is genuine.

"Understood, Senior Sister."

Fang Xuan simply smiled.

Ning Qian didn't say anything more, just nodded and continued eating with her head down.

Fang Xuan stopped talking nonsense and focused on cooking.

It smells so good!

System: [Host detected as being engrossed in the meal bestowed by master, consistent with the satisfied mentality of a sex slave after being fed. Training value +0.05!]

...You can add it to your meal too? Fine, whatever makes you happy.

Never mind, rice is the priority!