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

(A fan-submitted, nonsensical side story)

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When Fang Xuan opened his eyes, he found himself standing on an unfamiliar street.

It's not a rented room on Earth, not the Grand Hall of the Upper Realm, nor the bamboo grove courtyard of the Qingyun Sect.

It was a bluestone path, with mountains in the distance.

Meanwhile, he was still wearing the short-sleeved shirt he bought from Lanxing, and he was still holding his phone, with the Three Kingdoms Kill game interface still on the screen.

What's going on?

He was just sunbathing on the balcony a moment ago, with his senior sister nestled in his arms, rubbing against him.

How did we get here so quickly?

"Junior brother..."

Someone called his name from behind.

The sound was very soft, as if afraid of disturbing something.

Fang Xuan turned around.

Ning Qian stood three steps behind him.

But she was wearing her own clothes...

It wasn't his short-sleeved shirt, nor his hoodie, but that plain white dress.

The dress she wore when we first met was plain white, without any decorations, and her long hair was loose, not tied up with that white ribbon.

She stood there, her hands hanging at her sides, fingertips slightly curled, looking at him with a complex expression he couldn't decipher at all...

Fang Xuan was stunned for a moment, then stunned again.

wrong.....

Wasn't my senior wearing his hoodie this morning?

Her hair was a mess, she hadn't washed her face, and she refused to get out of bed. He had to drag her out of bed.

He was still clutching that bag of beer when he left, saying he was going to buy another case at the supermarket.

It's not this outfit, and it's not that look in her eyes.

"Senior sister?"

Ning Qian's eyelashes trembled.

She looked down at her toes.

After a while, he raised his head again, still with the same expression, as if he had a lot to say but didn't know where to start.

Noticing Fang Xuan's serious gaze, she seemed even more nervous.

"Junior brother, come home with me..."

As she spoke, she walked over and took his hand.

Fang Xuan subconsciously took a step back.

It wasn't hiding, it was instinct.

This person possesses a very strong sense of the laws of time, so strong that even a Golden Immortal at the fifth level feels oppressed by it.

"Senior sister, where are you going home to?" he asked, trying to sound as relaxed as possible.

Ning Qian looked at him, her long hair falling loose, obscuring her bloodshot eyes.

"Going back to Xunyuan Town is fine, going back to the Upper Realm is fine too, anywhere is fine, as long as Junior Brother is here."

She reached out her hand to take his.

Fang Xuan withdrew his hand. This wasn't his senior sister.

His senior sister wouldn't look at him like that.

His senior sisters viewed him as either aloof and cold, fierce and stern, or soft and gentle.

Not this kind...too desperate...broken.

"Who are you?" he asked.

Ning Qian's hand froze in mid-air.

She looked at him, her eyes welling up with tears, her eyelashes getting wet, but she held back from letting the tears fall.

She bit her lower lip for a long time before finally speaking.

"I am Ning Qian, your senior sister."

His voice trembled slightly: "Junior brother, didn't you say you'd stay with me forever?"

Fang Xuan remained silent.

Too many strange things happened today.

This senior sister possesses a strong sense of the laws of time.

He seemed to have guessed something...

In short, we can't stay any longer.

He raised his hand, and the laws of space condensed at his fingertips, opening a rift beside him.

Across from him was the rented apartment he and his senior sister shared on Blue Star. Sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the sofa.

Ning Qian looked at the crack, at the sunlight on the other side, and at the blue blanket on the sofa.

She lowered her eyes, her long hair falling down to cover half her face, making it impossible to see her expression.

Then she raised her hand and gently shook it.

The crack closed.

Fang Xuan's pupils contracted slightly.

Space blockade.

So strong, stronger than the Holy Land Ancestor, stronger than everyone he has ever met.

He unleashed the aura of a fifth-level Golden Immortal, holding the dual laws of time and space in his hands, ready to flee at any moment.

He was afraid that something might happen to his senior sister at home as well.

Ning Qian, sitting opposite, kept her head down, her loose hair obscuring her eyes.

Then she looked up at him.

The aura of a Dao Realm expert was unleashed without reservation...

It's not oppression, it's more like a display.

Tell Fang Xuan—you can't escape, but I don't want to hurt you.

Fang Xuan stared at that aura and remained silent for a long time.

Then he scratched his head, laughed, and said, "Um... Senior Sister, I remember you. Let's go home, hahaha..."

But as soon as he finished speaking, he stuck out his tongue and completely fainted.

Ning Qian caught him.

He fell into her arms, his short-sleeved shirt crumpled, his phone slipping from his hand and falling to the ground, the screen still lit.

She looked down at him and stared at him for a long time.

Then he bent down, picked up his phone, turned off the game, and put it in his pocket.

Then pick him up horizontally.

But just as they were about to leave, the space behind them suddenly shook violently.

The blockade was forcibly broken...

Ning Qian turned around.

Another version of myself stands on the other side of the rift.

He was wearing his hoodie.

She looked over here, and then froze, realizing she was holding Fang Xuan.

Then her eyes changed.

She had the spatial killing move in her hand, but her hand was still trembling...

The Dao Realm... no, it's above the Dao Realm.

Ning Qian looked at herself opposite her, sensing that aura, and had only one thought in her mind.

No matter what happens, we must keep our junior brother here.

Her spatial killing move was condensed to its limit, twelve blood-red double pupils split open in her eyes, and the laws of heaven were fully activated, foreshadowing every possible future.

Every future is the same...

Killed instantly.

Ning Qian on the other side only glanced at her.

There was no hostility, no murderous intent, and not even any emotion.

Just one glance, and it's like looking at a disobedient younger sister.

Then she opened the space, stepped in, and the rift closed.

On Blue Star, Ning Qian bit her lower lip and activated a forbidden technique to forcibly lock down that area of ​​space.

Spiritual energy surged wildly into her, her meridians felt like they were about to burst, but she didn't care.

She wanted to keep her junior brother, no matter the cost.

In the final instant the crack closed, a gentle force surged out from it, causing a slight tremor.

Ning Qian's vision went black, and she fainted...