Flower Fairy: After transmigrating again, I became An'an's younger brother.

"You want to go out and have fun? I'm afraid that's not possible."

Xia Tong crossed his arms, glanced at her up and down a few times, and finally fixed his gaze on her.

"Um, you can't just go out like this, can you?"

Following Xia Tong's gaze, the Ninth Prince of Shadows looked down at himself, only then belatedly "seeing" the obvious dark aura unconsciously emanating from her.

"You need to tone down that aura."

Xia Tong gently poked at her clothes with her fingertip, "Otherwise, if you walk down the street, trouble will come knocking on your door immediately."

"Like a camellia?"

Shadow Nine Thousand Years old subconsciously turned his head, wanting to find Shadow Chun's figure as a reference.

As a result, Shadow Tsubaki was right next to her, very close. As soon as she turned her head, she saw Shadow Tsubaki's big face, that magnified, expressionless face was almost touching the tip of her nose.

"?!"

The Ninth Prince of Shadows was startled and immediately flew to the other side. "What are you doing! Why are you suddenly so close!"

"I'd also like to ask you what you're doing."

At this moment, Shadow Chun crossed her arms, her face serious, and spoke slowly and deliberately.

She had put down her tablet as soon as Shadow Nine Thousand Years poked Xia Tong's face, and flew over to stare at them, but Shadow Nine Thousand Years hadn't noticed.

After saying that, Shadow Chun's figure flickered and then flew to Xia Tong's side. After all, Xia Tong was her contractor, so she naturally had to protect her.

On the other side, Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old recalled the blows she had received not long ago, and coupled with the fright she had just experienced, old and new grudges surged up, and the dark aura around her began to stir restlessly.

"What, you want me to 'lecture' you again?"

Looking at her defiant expression, Shadow Chun even spoke with a hint of lighthearted teasing.

Since more than an hour has passed since Shadow Nine Thousand Years's ascension, she has almost adapted to the new power she has gained. Therefore, while she may not be able to completely defeat Shadow Tsubaki, she can at least hold her own against her.

Therefore, the Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old did not avoid its sharp edge, but chose to confront it head-on.

"Hmph! Who'll 'teach' whom this time is uncertain!"

"stop--"

Xia Tong watched the two arguing and was speechless for a moment. She immediately reached out and pressed down on their shoulders to stop them.

"What's wrong, Xiaotong (kid), do you think I can't beat her?"

Shadow Chun and Shadow Jiuqiansui spoke in unison, even their movements of turning their heads to look at Xia Tong were surprisingly consistent.

Xia Tong listened to their words and her lips twitched slightly. She thought to herself, "Don't be so unanimous in such a strange place, okay?"

The Ninth Prince, who had been quietly observing from the sidelines, elegantly covered his lips, a hint of a smile flashing in his eyes.

Then Xia Tong coughed lightly: "Don't treat this house like an arena. This house can't take this kind of abuse."

Xia Tong pressed her fingers slightly on their shoulders. Shadow Chun first withdrew her aura, gave a soft snort, and turned her face away; Shadow Jiu Qian Sui also curled her lip and withdrew her hand that was about to attack.

"That's more like it."

Xia Tong released her grip, nodded in satisfaction, and then continued talking to Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old about the previous topic.

"Your Excellency, if you really want to go out, you should at least conceal your presence to the point that others cannot detect it, just like Chun did before."

Afterwards, Xia Tong taught the Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old how to conceal his aura, and the other Nine Thousand Years Old also came over out of curiosity to listen.

"That sounds like a lot of trouble..."

Upon hearing this, Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old frowned, just like Shadow Chun had done before. The Nine Thousand Years Old beside him nodded slightly, indicating that he felt the same way.

Xia Tong then shrugged, letting Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old practice on his own, since there were only so many methods anyway.

Dark Shadow Ninth Prince closed her eyes and tried the method Xia Tong had given her, her brows furrowed as she tried to concentrate. The dark aura around her began to fluctuate unstablely, sometimes expanding and sometimes contracting, like a blob of uncontrollable ink.

After seeing Shadow Nine Thousand Years' performance, Shadow Chun's lips curled into a subtle, teasing smile. She slowly said, "Heh, for some idiots whose brains are filled with nothing but 'fighting, fighting,' this kind of delicate work is indeed too difficult. Energy can't be controlled just by shouting."

"Who are you calling an idiot!"

The Ninth Prince of Shadows suddenly opened his eyes and glared at him. The trace of energy he had just managed to gather exploded again with a "poof," becoming three times more concentrated than before.

"See, I told you so."

Shadow Chun spread her hands, her tone so relaxed it was almost irritating.

"Chun, say less."

Xia Tong sighed helplessly, then encouraged Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old, "Ignore her, take a deep breath, focus, and take it slow."

Under Xia Tong's patient guidance and Jiu Qiansui's curious gaze, An Ying Jiu Qiansui glared fiercely at An Ying Chun, then forced himself to ignore An Ying Chun's irritating expression and calmly tried again.

This time, she made significant progress. Although it was not perfect yet, the dark aura around her had indeed begun to become more docile and gradually subdue and conform to her body.

While the Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old was still concentrating on her attempt, the countdown that the Nine Thousand Years Old had set in the other dimension earlier reached its end, and she then planned to directly bring Xia An'an and Kukuru out of there.

Then, in the empty space of the living room, several crystal-clear plum blossom petals appeared, swirling and shimmering, emitting a faint pink glow.

"Um?"

Xia Tong's attention was immediately drawn, and her gaze turned to the Ninth Prince. So fast? Did her sisters pass the test?

Xia Tong reacted quickly, reaching out to Shadow Chun and asking her to turn back into a card. Shadow Chun cooperated and turned into a card, which Xia Tong then put into her pocket.

Next, Xia Tong turned her attention to Shadow Ninth Prince, who was still focused on practicing. Xia Tong then reached out and poked her to interrupt her.

"What's wrong now?"

When the Ninth Prince of Shadows opened his eyes and saw that it was Xia Tong, he asked in confusion.

"Revert to a card,"

Xia Tong reached out her hand and beckoned, her gaze drifting to the ever-increasing number of plum blossom petals in the center of the living room.

"Nine Thousand Years Old, hurry up and turn back into a card, don't let Kukuru see you."

Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old was stunned for a moment, subconsciously following Xia Tong's gaze, and then realized—given Kukuru's loud and boisterous personality and sensitivity to dark energy, seeing her would indeed cause unnecessary commotion and questioning. The energy around her swayed again due to the fluctuation of her emotions.

"Tsk, troublesome."

She muttered a complaint under her breath, but said nothing more. A faint light emanated from her body, and her form transformed into a card radiating a dark red glow, which floated lightly into Xia Tong's palm.

Xia Tong had just carefully put away the second card—

In the center of the living room, the swirling plum blossom petals suddenly shone brightly before vanishing like a phantom.

At the same time, two figures fell from mid-air. It was Xia An'an and Kukuru, but they did not land smoothly. Instead, it was as if the support beneath their feet had vanished instantly, and they screamed as they plummeted straight down.

"Waaaaaah—!"

"What's going on?! Plum Blossom Fairy, you've tricked us?!"

"Thump!"

"Ouch!"

The two of them fell to the floor in a completely unseemly manner, with Kukuru rolling around like a ball twice before finally stopping.

Xia Tong took a few steps forward and helped Xia An'an, who was still lying on the ground in a daze, to her feet.

"Sis! Are you alright?"

"N-nothing..."

Xia An'an used the momentum to stand up, her face still showing lingering fear and confusion. "We... we're out? What about the test?"

Kukuru flew up in a fit of rage, her little face flushed, pointing at the Ninth Prince floating to the side.

"Hey! Plum Blossom Fairy! What do you mean by this! What happened to the test? How come you just dumped us out without even saying goodbye when the time was up?! You're cheating!"

The Ninth Prince frowned slightly. According to the rules she set, the end of the countdown meant the end of the test. "Inviting" them out was just following the rules, and the small impact of landing was a small punishment.

However… seeing Kukuru's unrepentant and even blaming attitude, a thoughtful glint flashed in her cold eyes: It seems the lesson given to this proud prince was too lenient. Shouldn't it be a little more severe?

Time? Xia Tong, standing beside him, was puzzled, but remained outwardly calm. He only knew that the Ninth Prince had done something in front of that petal screen before, but he hadn't paid attention to it at the time.

So Xia Tong first helped Xia An'an steady, then looked at the Ninth Prince, her tone filled with doubt: "Ninth Prince, is this... the test over? Did they... pass?"

The Ninth Prince withdrew his gaze from Kukuru, looked at Xia Tong, and shook his head: "Time ran out, and the test automatically ended. They failed to achieve their goal within the time limit, so naturally... they didn't pass."

"What?!"

Kukuru took flight, his little face flushed. "We failed?! We clearly... we clearly tried our best to solve that inexplicable puzzle! It was your test that was designed so strangely!"

Xia An'an was also stunned, a look of disappointment and resentment appearing on her face: "Did we fail...? I'm sorry, Your Majesty, we've let you down."

Seeing that Xia An'an wasn't as unreasonable as Kukuru, the Ninth Prince spoke to her gently, "No need to apologize. Failing only means that, as the destined Flower Fairy Magic Messenger, you still have a lot to learn and understand ahead."