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

.......

"Senior sister," he cleared his throat, trying to sound as relaxed and casual as possible.

"Why don't you go to Zhongzhou first? I still have some things to take care of in Southern Xinjiang."

Ning Qian paused slightly as she sorted the medicinal herbs, not even realizing why, and said urgently, "No."

She put down the herbs in her hand and walked straight to Fang Xuan.

"You have to come with me; it's too dangerous in southern Xinjiang."

She knew that Lu Qingsong would not let this go, so she couldn't leave Fang Xuan alone here to face him.

Fang Xuan pretended to explain, but since he was now the disobedient junior brother, he had to be more casual in his attitude.

"Senior sister, you know I have some things to take care of here, just some personal matters."

He gave a vague answer, then turned to walk out of his room, trying to avoid the topic for the time being.

"What is it? Explain yourself." Ning Qian quickly followed.

Fang Xuan ignored him.

She could only grab his wrist just as he was about to step out of the room.

Her fingers were very slender, but her strength was considerable.

Fang Xuan was pulled back by her and had no choice but to turn around and face her, saying, "If I leave now, Lu Qingsong will definitely trace it back to us."

Ning Qian stared intently into his eyes, seemingly trying to ascertain the truthfulness of his words.

She knew Fang Xuan was right; Lu Qingsong was extremely suspicious and would never easily let go of any clue.

"But......"

Fang Xuan interrupted again, "That's why I'm staying here to deal with Lu Qingsong."

"Nonsense!" Ning Qian finally couldn't help but raise her voice, her usually cool tone now clearly tinged with anxiety.

"Lu Qingsong is a Nascent Soul cultivator! What good will it do you to keep him here? To prevent future trouble? What means do you have to prevent it?"

She couldn't bear to watch him go to his death.

"I'm confident," Fang Xuan said, trying to reassure her, even forcing a relaxed smile.

"Senior sister, don't underestimate me."

"No amount of confidence can change that!" Ning Qian's tone grew more urgent, her fingers tightening slightly on his wrist. "The difference between the Nascent Soul stage and the Core Formation stage is an insurmountable chasm! You..."

"Lu Qingsong gave me a pill, saying it could improve my aptitude. He trusts me now, at least on the surface."

Fang Xuan interrupted her, throwing out another bargaining chip in an attempt to prove that he had room to maneuver. He was also deliberately trying to get Ning Qian's attention. She felt that it would be unreasonable not to discipline him for taking Lu Qingsong's pills so casually.

His words only made things worse; Ning Qian's expression changed instantly.

"Pills? What pills? Who told you to take pills given to you by strangers!"

Her voice became flustered, and she quickly grabbed Fang Xuan's pulse point with her other hand.

Fang Xuan instinctively tried to pull his hand back: "It's okay, I checked, there's no poison..."

"Shut up!" Ning Qian frowned, her entire focus on the investigation.

A few breaths later, her face darkened completely, and the fingers gripping Fang Xuan's pulse point trembled slightly.

"Are you alright?" She looked up, her eyes slightly red, whether from anger or anxiety, it was hard to tell.

"The pulse is weak, floating, and rapid, indicating intense heat and dryness, suggesting that there is a hidden toxin lurking in the heart meridian..."

She grew angrier as she spoke, her chest heaving slightly.

Seeing Fang Xuan's "it doesn't seem like a big problem" expression, she felt even more frightened.

"So self-righteous, yet completely unaware that someone had poisoned him with yang energy, and he dares to claim he's confident!"

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

So it turns out that there are times when senior sisters misunderstand, but it doesn't seem to be a problem. This can indeed be considered a form of Yang poison, the kind that can never be eliminated in one's lifetime.

But before he could even begin to explain, Ning Qian forcefully pushed him onto the simple bamboo bed in the room.

"Huh?" Fang Xuan was caught off guard and was pinned down on the bed by her...

"You've been poisoned by Yang poison, so I'll help you get rid of it! I'll teach you a lesson so you won't dare to take other people's pills again!" Her voice trembled, whether from anger or something else, it was hard to tell.

As she spoke, she reached out and grabbed Fang Xuan's collar with great force, as if she really wanted to punish him severely.

But Ning Qian suddenly stopped halfway through pulling on her clothes.

As reason returned slightly, beneath the surging anger lay a deeper heartache and panic.

What is she doing...?

Do we really have to punish him this way?

However, this yang toxin must be cleared as soon as possible, otherwise the longer it accumulates, the greater the harm.

Dual cultivation... is indeed one of the fastest and most effective ways to resolve this, especially for someone like Fang Xuan, whose primordial yang has not been lost and whose foundation is strong.

but......

Ning Qian's fingers stopped on Fang Xuan's clothes, trembling slightly.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes concealing the complex emotions within them, and her voice softened: "Now...you know fear, don't you?"

Fang Xuan looked at Ning Qian, who was so close to him, his eyes reddening and his breathing somewhat unsteady.

The fingers that were tugging at his clothes froze there, unsure whether to move forward or backward.

Afraid? What is he afraid of?

Senior sister, don't stop! The atmosphere, the posture, the hesitant manner, the forced composure.

The training value just surged, and it can't stop now!

In order not to let this great opportunity for training slip away, he decided... to add fuel to the fire.

I adjusted my expression to make myself look even more nonchalant:

"So what? It's just a bit of yang poison, what's the big deal? I can just force it out myself by circulating my internal energy."

These words were like a pebble, striking Ning Qian's already turbulent heart.

"You!" She looked up, gritting her teeth as she stared at Fang Xuan's face.

He didn't care? He had no idea how potent the poison was! Nor did he know how worried she was.

He clenched his fingers, as if he had made a decision.

Then suddenly she leaned down and forcefully kissed Fang Xuan.

"Ugh...!"

Yes, yes, that's exactly how my senior sister is!

......

After a while, Ning Qian finally raised her head, her face flushed red, and her breathing was very rapid.

"Anyway... you don't care." She straddled Fang Xuan and wiped the glistening tears from the corner of her mouth.

Although his voice was still a little hoarse, his words carried a defiant, "what's the use" attitude.

It also seemed like an excuse she made for herself.

However, Fang Xuan still had an indifferent expression, which made her extremely angry.

Then, in the next second, she pulled out a pill that emitted a strange, warm fragrance from somewhere and stuffed it directly into Fang Xuan's mouth.

The pill melted instantly upon entering the mouth, transforming into a scorching warm current that surged into every part of the body.

"Senior sister, what... what kind of pill is this?"

Fang Xuan asked subconsciously, his throat moved, and he swallowed the dissolved medicine.

Ning Qian looked away again, shrinking her neck as if she didn't dare to look at him: "Earth-rank... Dual Cultivation Pill."

Fang Xuan: "..."

Dual cultivation pills...and they're even Earth-grade!

He felt the warm current spread rapidly through his body, turning into an indescribable heat that instantly swept over his entire body.

His physique had already been greatly improved by the Crimson Sun Soul-Tempering Pill... making him very vigorous.

Now, stimulated by this domineering Earth-rank dual cultivation pill, the two intense medicinal powers intertwined, like wildfire spreading across the land.

It's about to burst him...

His vision began to blur, and he could only see his senior sister's aloof face so close to his, looking at him with a mixture of grievance and anger.

She seemed to say something in a low voice, but it was faint and indistinct.

"...Yes, you're only seventeen...and you still call me 'Senior Sister'...I'm guilty..."

"...But...I can't help it...After I cure your yang poison, you can blame me however you want when you wake up."

In his last blurry vision, he saw Ning Qian begin to untie the sash of her plain white dress.

Her outer garment slipped down her smooth shoulders, revealing a pale white undergarment and a patch of dazzling skin beneath...

His breathing suddenly became heavy...

Wow, wow, that's great!

I only meant to make my senior sister angry, but I didn't expect it to go all the way in one step. The pace of this is just too good!

He reached out and touched that slightly cool skin...

[Detected that master Ning Qian is performing...acts on the incapacitated sex slave Fang Xuan.]

[Comprehensive behavioral assessment: Date rape + intensive training!]

[Given the special and complex nature of the situation, the adjustment value is being calculated...]

[Stage Training Value Calculation: +999!]

【Please, sex slave Fang Xuan, properly enjoy your master's punishment!】

.......