Ning Xian walked into the courtyard. The sunlight poured down warmly, making her squint slightly.
Don’t think about those things.
She shook her little head, trying to throw off the memories of being “punished.”
Right now, the important matter comes first.
Junior Brother has already entered Tribulation Crossing. Next, she needs to wash his bones and help him absorb the newly obtained laws of destruction and strength.
The laws of destruction were left behind after the Six-Armed Demonic Venerable died.
If Junior Brother can refine and absorb them, combined with his existing sword intent and the laws of space he borrows from her, his strength will rise by a great margin.
If possible, she even wants to give her left eye to Junior Brother.
That way, he could possess up to four laws at the same time.
Cultivating four laws concurrently—even in the Upper Realm—would make him a peerless genius any holy land would fight over.
But…
She lowered her gaze, fingers unconsciously twisting her sleeve.
Junior Brother definitely wouldn’t agree.
When she gave him that hand before, he hadn’t liked it at all, wrapping it in white bandage every day.
Though he said nothing, she could tell…
After all, for a grown man to have a hand grafted from someone else—it must feel strange.
And that hand was so fair and delicate, completely mismatched with his style.
If Fang Xuan heard her thoughts, he would only say: Senior Sister’s fair little hand isn’t for others to see.
Even a scratch would make him uncomfortable.
Besides, he himself hasn’t finished… using it yet…
……
Ning Xian lifted her eyes again.
Forget it. Handle the bone-washing first.
As for the left eye… that can wait.
……
Fang Xuan sat by the stone table, chin propped on his hand, sneaking glances at Ning Xian standing dazed in the courtyard.
She was still wearing that plain white robes, her dark hair loosely tied, a few strands brushing her ear, stirred gently by the wind.
Her hair cascaded like a waterfall, eyes lowered.
She looked like she was thinking about something.
A little silly. Very cute.
It made his heart itch.
Then the system began spamming notifications again.
【Task Two: Reverse the hierarchy and completely train Ning Xian into the host’s submissive!】
【Reward: Direct advancement to the ninth level of Tribulation Crossing!】
Fang Xuan: “……”
Again.
【Host, this system suggests you take the initiative! With your current strength, you can completely—】
Go away.
【—completely attempt a training counterattack and make master thoroughly fall into your—】
Fang Xuan slapped the flashing notification window away in his mind.
What’s wrong with this broken system lately?
Ever since upgrading, it’s like it discovered a new continent, constantly stirring trouble and urging him to train Senior Sister.
Now he understands—the core of this All-Heavens Training System is simply “training.” It doesn’t care who trains whom.
Before, when he was bound as the “training target,” it kept urging him to be trained by Senior Sister.
Now that his strength has surpassed hers—and Senior Sister is… well, completely defenseless around him—
It immediately switched directions and began frantically hinting that he could train Senior Sister instead.
It even created a separate panel for her.
Fang Xuan: 【training progress: 13.92%】
Ning Xian: 【training progress: 36.94%】
He stared at those numbers in silence for a long time.
So he worked so hard letting Senior Sister train him.
Yet her training progress is actually higher than his?
Since when?
He thought back over recent events…
Senior Sister blushing at the slightest thing…
Senior Sister secretly hiding to watch him…
Senior Sister’s legs going weak when he caught her…
Senior Sister saying “no, no,” while her body was far more honest…
Hmm… that does seem to be the case.
But that’s not the point.
The point is—he won’t use this to bully her.
……
Ning Xian suddenly sensed something.
She turned her head and saw Fang Xuan slightly frowning.
Her heart skipped.
Is Junior Brother unhappy…? Because of what?
Is it because she ran away without looking back a few days ago, and now… now she’s clinging to him and refusing to leave?
Does he find her annoying?
She had clearly said she would hide away, but after being caught, she never managed to leave again…
Is she being too selfish?
……
Fang Xuan glanced again at Ning Xian standing there.
Whatever she was thinking, her lashes trembled slightly, then she lowered her head, looking… a bit dejected?
He frowned.
What is Senior Sister thinking? Why is she suddenly unhappy?
Is it because he was too fierce the past two nights…
He sighed.
Senior Sister is good in every way—she just overthinks too much.
He stood up, casually nudging Xiao Hei aside with his foot.
Xiao Hei let out a silent protest and slowly rolled away to continue sunbathing.
All this nonsense is the system’s fault.
Can’t it see Senior Sister is upset again?
He walked behind Ning Xian and gently patted her head.
Ning Xian froze.
Then—
She leaned into it comfortably, saying nothing.
Fang Xuan: “……”
This isn’t his Senior Sister.
His Senior Sister should immediately stiffen her little face and say in a tone trying to maintain dignity, “Don’t touch Senior Sister’s head.”
“D-Don’t touch Senior Sister’s head.”
Ning Xian finally reacted, straightening her small face and speaking sternly.
But beneath that sternness still lingered the softness from just now. No matter how one looked at it, it sounded like she was acting spoiled.
Fang Xuan grinned and withdrew his hand.
That’s more like his Senior Sister.
Ning Xian grew embarrassed from his laughter and turned her head away, pretending to look at the apricot tree in the corner.
The apricots were ripe, golden and heavy on the branches. When the wind blew, a few would fall and roll into the grass.
“Senior Sister,” Fang Xuan leaned closer, resting his chin on her shoulder, voice playful, “It’s been a while since we’ve had red braised meat.”
Her heart skipped again.
He was too close.
His presence enveloped her, warm and overwhelming, making her head grow a little dizzy again.
“Oh, okay…”
She answered instinctively, then suddenly remembered something. “Wait—take your clothes off first.”
Fang Xuan blinked.
Take off clothes? And then red braised meat…
He looked down at himself, then at Ning Xian.
Has Senior Sister become this hungry already—needing to trade her body for red braised meat?
He… wouldn’t refuse.
The moment the words left her mouth, Ning Xian realized what they sounded like. Her face flushed bright red.
“N-Not that! It’s to help you awaken your spirit bone.”
Fang Xuan looked at the redness creeping up her ears, mischief rising again.
“Oh—” he drew out the sound meaningfully. “So it’s to awaken the spirit bone.”
“Y-Yes, awaken the spirit bone…” she nodded vigorously.
“Then why do I need to take off my clothes?” he asked solemnly.
She wanted to explain that washing the bones required contact with the meridians on his back, and clothes would get in the way.
But under his gaze, her mind went blank.
“B-Because…” she stammered, finally turning her face away. “Anyway, you just have to!”
“Alright, alright, I’ll listen to Senior Sister.”
He watched as the wind lifted a strand of her hair. The view was very nice.
He would rather listen to Senior Sister ramble on about nonsense.
If only it could stay like this forever.
Though the lower realm is already full of threats—who knows what the Upper Realm will be like…
Better not think about it.
No business today. Just… chat about life with Senior Sister.
……
Ning Xian secretly glanced at him as well—then quickly looked away.
Junior Brother’s figure… really has gotten better.
She swallowed.
No, no, what is she thinking…
She’s here to help awaken his spirit bone—not to…
She took a deep breath, forcing herself to calm down.
……
The sunlight was perfect. Xiao Hei lazily shifted in the corner; it didn’t want to watch the two of them.
In the courtyard, one figure had already begun loosening his clothes, while the other stood blushing, pretending to look elsewhere, her fingers quietly twisting together…
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