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

In a private room on the second floor of Fuchunlou Restaurant.

Fang Xuan didn't sit down; instead, he held his black sword and leaned against the door.

His face remained expressionless, but a trace of spiritual pressure from a late-stage Void Core cultivator was quietly released, filling the entire room.

Besides him and Ning Qian, the only other person in the private room was that elegant woman, the proprietress of Chunfu Restaurant.

However, under Fang Xuan's spiritual pressure, fine beads of sweat had already seeped from her forehead, her smile was somewhat stiff, and she dared not breathe too loudly.

"Three...three thousand low-grade spirit stones, Miss Ning, this is already the lowest price I can offer, considering you're a loyal customer."

The woman tried to keep her voice steady as she announced a number.

By contacting the "Tianyan Sect," the largest sect in Zhongzhou, on their regular inter-domain flying boats, and obtaining two secure boarding slots and identity cover, the price is pitifully low by market standards.

Ning Qian answered directly: "Thirty."

As soon as he finished speaking, the private room fell silent for a moment.

The proprietress's expression froze; she thought she must have misheard...

Three thousand down to thirty?

This isn't haggling, this is outright robbery!

Fang Xuan was also taken aback for a moment, and even the oppressive aura he was exerting on the proprietress subsided slightly...

He was a little embarrassed.

The proprietress still managed a forced smile... She should have never bothered with Ning Qian, even if it meant death.

She revealed her true intentions at the time, thinking it was a promising path.

In retrospect, this means they've walked right into a bandit's den.

She was trying to run away...

But the young Daoist partner of Ning Qian in front of her has unfathomable cultivation and strength, and her attitude is also tough.

Ning Qian was indeed a regular customer she didn't want to offend...

"Three... thirty... that's not even enough to cover the small change along the way..." the proprietress said with a bitter face.

Ning Qian then continued, "Add some of this too."

She took things out of Fang Xuan's storage ring.

It was a bunch of ordinary-looking spiritual herbs, the kind of common stuff I'd casually picked up in the secret realm before.

There were also a few jade bottles filled with a bunch of rotten pills, which were also trash picked up from the secret realm, and it was good to get rid of them all.

All these things were piled up on the pearwood wooden table in the private room, forming a small mountain of debris.

The proprietress looked at the pile of garbage on the table and her lips twitched.

Although all these items together are worth about three thousand spirit stones.

But how could she possibly sell all of this?

He glanced again at Fang Xuan, who was still holding his sword with an indifferent expression.

Knowing there was no room for negotiation and this deal was bound to be a huge loss, offending such a ruthless person could have even more serious consequences.

".....Okay." She almost gritted her teeth as she agreed, forcing a smile that looked more like a grimace.

"Just consider it...making a friend, thirty spirit stones, plus these...good materials."

"I will hand over the quota and identity document to Miss Ning in two months, at the same place."

As she spoke, her heart was bleeding.

To contact a behemoth like the Heavenly Evolution Sect on a cross-domain flying ship, pull strings to secure a guaranteed spot, you can't get off without 30,000 spirit stones—it's practically like paying your grandmother to do it!

Ning Qian seemed to think the price was a bit too low. After hesitating for a moment, she took out some slightly better quality spiritual herbs from her old storage bag and gently placed them next to the pile of garbage.

"Thank you for your trouble," she said softly.

The woman's expression softened slightly when she saw the extra item, and she quickly put it away, saying, "Miss Ning, you're too kind. It's my duty."

.......

As we left Fuchunlou, the afternoon sun was a bit dazzling.

Fang Xuan didn't know why his senior sister was in such a hurry to leave Southern Xinjiang.

His original plan was to hang out with Ning Qian at the Qingyun Sect and slowly increase his "training points".

If trouble comes knocking, just take care of it and eventually take control of the entire Qingyun Sect.

It's a bit challenging, but not entirely impossible.

However, he dared not say these things.

If he were to actually reveal his plan to eliminate Lu Qingsong, his senior sister might hang him up and whip him...

Hmm...? Hang him up?

A sudden inspiration struck him.

Hanging him up...it seems like...we can farm his BDSM stats again...

Although it will definitely anger my senior sister, some sacrifices are necessary in order to improve my strength quickly.

Furthermore, if his senior sister doesn't cultivate his good habit of disciplining him early on, it will become increasingly difficult to earn the discipline points later on.

.......

The more he thought about it, the more sense it made. His eyes began to dart around, and some very serious images started to surface in his mind...

......

"Let's go home." Ning Qian's voice pulled him back to reality.

She glanced at the sky, then turned and walked towards the direction out of town.

Fang Xuan followed, continuing to ponder his "hanging and disciplining plan" as he walked.

.......

Back on the mountain, the valley courtyard remained tranquil.

The sun was already setting in the west.

As Fang Xuan stepped into the courtyard, his mind was still refining the detailed steps of "how to naturally get his senior sister to hang him up," even considering the material of the rope and the method of binding...

Ning Qian pushed open the door.

"Go for a medicinal bath first, then prepare yourself; the bone replacement will begin shortly."

"Hmm, okay... wait a minute?"

Fang Xuan responded subconsciously, and then realized what was happening.

"Bone transformation? What about Shen Chen..."

Ning Qian had already entered the room and started preparing the medicinal herbs. "I've taken care of Shen Chen."

She had already removed the restrictions imposed on the Qingyun Sect a few days ago.

Under the stimulation of Fang Xuan's pill, his spiritual bones had been completely regenerated, and his cultivation level had been restored to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Fang Xuan: "...???"

He only stayed in the secret realm by himself for three days. Senior Sister's efficiency is quite high.

But isn't the direction this plot is taking a bit too far?

Shen Chen is gone, and Shen Qingqing is dead... In other words, the main villain and the vicious female supporting character in this tragic novel are all gone.

So, who else is this angst-filled story going to torture?

.......

He's getting increasingly confused about the plot.

However, it's better if it's not too angsty.

He then thought, how adorable this shy, sometimes a bit dazed senior sister is, much better than the one in his dreams...

He remembered the dream from that day again...

In my dream...

The aloof senior sister, with her bare, white feet, stepped on his chest, looking down at him with icy eyes.

Then, while cursing him in a cold voice, calling him a disobedient slave, she... well, she dragged him to bed again, seven times that night...

That senior sister is terrifying; just thinking about her makes his lower back ache.

He felt that if his senior sister were really to be reborn... then the scene would probably be just like in his dream...

.......

Come back to your senses.

Regarding his trip to Zhongzhou, he planned to first anger his senior sister, hoping that she could lock him up and discipline him severely.

Hey hey hey.

Just kidding. Actually, he was planning to make things clear, but he couldn't run away yet. He also wanted to anger his senior sister and earn some more "training points".

But what if I directly refuse to go to Zhongzhou? No, my senior sister will definitely keep asking questions, and she might even worry more.

After a brief preparation, his performance is about to begin...

The story of a disobedient junior brother who is severely disciplined by a cold and aloof senior sister!