Fang Xuan could only slump in the bamboo chair; at least soaking up the sun was comfortable, and being inside the house was comfortable too... it was just a bit too comfortable.
He couldn't move at all now.
He didn't dare to run.
He didn't even dare to make his senior sister angry.
Otherwise, when night fell, he would be subjected to her "training."
He couldn't outdo her, he couldn't outrun her, and he couldn't outtalk her...
He could only accept his fate.
He reached out and grabbed a vegetable leaf from the table.
Not far away, Xiao Hei was basking in the sun in the corner, spread out like a pile of soft black mud, looking completely defenseless.
"Pwee."
Fang Xuan waved the leaf in his hand.
Xiao Hei moved, slowly shifting over.
"Pwee, pwee."
It rubbed against Fang Xuan's finger and then swallowed the leaf in one gulp.
Fang Xuan looked at it.
Why was he just like it now, so soft that he only wanted to bask in the sun in the courtyard every day, although... the food was good.
Xiao Hei was the same.
This was definitely the best-fed black tai sui in existence.
During this time following him and his senior sister, it had eaten a bunch of Transformation Realm cultivator corpses, several Tribulation Crossing ones, and even two lingering immortals; all had been fed to it.
Now Xiao Hei's defense was beyond words; when it came to blocking skills, it would just lie flat in front of him like a pitch-black shield, capable of both tanking and fighting.
Usually, it didn't even need to be fed anything too good; vegetable leaves were enough. It was so easy to raise.
"Alright, alright, you've eaten enough." Fang Xuan extended a finger and flicked Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei was flicked back a couple of rolls, making a silent protest, before slowly shifting back to squat by his feet.
"Junior Brother."
Ning Xian's voice came from behind him.
Fang Xuan turned his head to see his senior sister standing at the kitchen door, holding a small spatula.
Her long hair was loosely tied up, with a few stray strands hanging by her ears.
She had such a wifely vibe... no... cough, she looked like a perfect domestic senior sister.
"What do you want to eat?" she asked softly.
Fang Xuan blurted out without thinking, "Red braised meat, Senior Sister."
He was currently in a mortal body and truly needed to eat and sleep constantly, or he wouldn't be able to hold up.
Ning Xian nodded. "Okay~"
Then she turned and went back into the kitchen.
Soon, a familiar fragrance wafted out.
Fang Xuan continued to lie in his chair, staring blankly at the apricot tree in the courtyard.
His mind began to ponder serious matters.
Why did it turn out like this?
Failed tribulation, total loss of cultivation, sealed laws, and a body weak enough to be a ghost of its former self.
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be.
With three laws and two sword intents, his foundation was as solid as it could be. How could he be rejected by the Heavenly Dao?
Unless...
He frowned... Was it his status as a transmigrator?
The more he thought about it, the more his head ached, so he simply stopped thinking.
He planned to test his senior sister's right hand; it was the only place where he could still feel power.
First, he unwound the white bandages on his right hand.
This thing had to be unwound when used, not because it restricted power.
It was just that if he didn't unwind it, every time he used the laws of space, the bandages would shatter, which was quite a hassle.
Removing the bandages revealed that fair and slender hand.
Sunlight fell upon it, making it look crystal clear.
Fang Xuan flexed his five fingers and tried to circulate the laws of space.
Just a tiny sliver.
A very, very faint sliver.
And then—
"Boom!"
When he looked up again.
Rubble flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.
Half the courtyard was gone?!
Fang Xuan's pupils shrank.
It was over; would the shockwave kill him?
Before he could react, he was scooped up by a white shadow and instantly moved thirty feet away.
Ning Xian held him, landing on a safe patch of ground.
Fang Xuan coughed a few times, tears streaming from his eyes due to the dust.
Was that... out of control just now?
Without spiritual energy, he couldn't control the residual laws of space in that hand at all.
Just a casual activation had caused such an explosion.
He looked up, wanting to explain.
Then he felt a stinging pain on his face.
There was blood.
A piece of rubble had grazed him.
Ning Xian's gaze fell on that wound, and her cool little face instantly darkened.
"Sen... Senior Sister, I was just testing it," Fang Xuan quickly spoke in a panic.
"Shut up."
Ning Xian's voice was very calm.
"It's all because your body is too weak."
Fang Xuan was stunned. He could be blamed for this too?
Ning Xian spoke solemnly, "Come inside with me."
Fang Xuan's expression changed drastically.
"No, Senior Sister, it was just an accident."
He still wanted to flee.
But Ning Xian had already scooped him up, her figure flashing as she appeared directly inside the house.
And then—
Her robes slipped down.
Fang Xuan was gently placed on the bed...
...
There was another significant commotion.
But only half an hour later...
Ning Xian leaned over him, trying her best to look fierce.
She reached out and pressed his hand.
"It's soft again..."
She gritted her teeth and spoke fiercely.
"Stand up, quickly."
...
The sunlight outside the window moved from the east to the west.
He didn't know how much time had passed.
Fang Xuan finally... completely fainted.
Ning Xian lay beside him, looking at his pale face and the dark circles under his eyes.
She... how could she treat her Junior Brother like this?
He was so weak now, and instead of taking good care of him, she spent every day...
She lowered her head and buried her face in his chest, feeling deeply regretful.
Having learned her lesson, she decided—
She wouldn't touch her Junior Brother for two days.
Yes, two days.
But... would that be too long?
No, she had to control herself.
She bit her lower lip and silently set rules for herself.
...
But rules were rules, and business still had to be done.
For the next two days, Ning Xian strictly enforced her decision.
During the day, she brewed medicine, cooked, fed him, and wiped his face.
At night, she just held him to sleep, doing nothing else.
Though it was agonizing.
Though she almost couldn't hold back several times, she endured.
During this half-month in the small courtyard, it seemed like she was... hehe... with her Junior Brother every night.
But of course, she hadn't been idle during the day.
While her Junior Brother was asleep during the day, she had scoured all the fragmented ancient texts and tried every pill and cultivation method.
It was completely useless.
The invading laws within his body were like they had grown into him; she couldn't get them out no matter what.
Refining didn't work, and expelling didn't work.
She even tried to use the laws of space to forcibly tear them apart.
As a result, her Junior Brother spat out a mouthful of blood, scaring her so much she didn't dare move another inch.
She sat in the courtyard, looking at the apricot tree that had half its branches blown off by Fang Xuan, her brow furrowed.
This place was too remote.
If she had to take care of his daily life constantly, she couldn't go further away to find a solution.
She had to go out once.
To Tianlan Kingdom, to leave her Junior Brother in Chen Fan's care for a while.
Then... she wanted to return to the Upper Realm.
She had lived for hundreds of lifetimes and had never seen such a situation.
But perhaps the Upper Realm would have a way.
She lowered her head and felt the soul mark on her Junior Brother.
It was still there.
Steadily resting at the position of his heart.
As long as this mark remained, if anything happened to him, she could arrive immediately.
Nothing would go wrong...
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