Ning Xian was practically dragging Fang Xuan along.
Throughout the journey, Fang Xuan remained silent, a cold, defiant expression fixed on his face.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, Ning Xian shut the bamboo gate with a sharp flick of her hand.
She released him and turned around, her cold gaze fixed on Fang Xuan.
Fang Xuan looked away, intentionally avoiding her eyes, his tone stiff. "I know what you're going to say, but I couldn't stand her bullying you, Senior Sister."
"You couldn't stand it?"
Ning Xian took a step forward, closing in on him. "What use is such a public provocation? It will only bring you trouble."
"Trouble?" Fang Xuan turned his head back to look directly at Ning Xian.
"Senior Sister, you may be afraid of trouble, but I am not. I cannot stand by while they insult and humiliate you like this."
"If the entire Qingyun Sect is this blind and heartless, what is the point of staying? At worst, I'll just take you away from here."
Ning Xian froze for a moment.
She quickly suppressed that flicker of emotion, her brow furrowing even tighter.
"Nonsense. What kind of place do you think the sect is? Besides..."
"My affairs are none of your concern. You only need to cultivate diligently and stop causing trouble."
"Then I insist on interfering."
Fang Xuan seemed triggered by her words, his rebellious streak flaring as his voice rose slightly.
"You gave me medicine for my wounds and guided my swordplay. If I were to watch you be humiliated and do nothing, how would I be any different from those cold-blooded bystanders?"
"Today, I am going to find Shen Chen and ask him clearly. As a peak lord, is this how he condones his disciples bullying their own kind?"
With that, he made a move to turn and rush out of the courtyard.
"Stop right there."
Ning Xian’s voice was icy.
This time, she grabbed his wrist directly and pinned him against the wall with considerable force.
Fang Xuan’s back hit the wall, and he paused momentarily.
Ning Xian moved in close, the distance between them shrinking until they could practically hear each other breathe.
She was half a head shorter than Fang Xuan, and she had to look up at him now, her pristine, ethereal face clouded with a hint of anger.
"I told you to stop. Did you not hear me?"
Fang Xuan "struggled" for a second, but found that the grip Ning Xian had on his wrist was exceptionally firm.
He was forced to meet her gaze.
Ning Xian was likely genuinely afraid that her reckless junior brother would go off and get himself killed.
Perfect. This was exactly the effect he wanted.
Fang Xuan internally praised his own acting performance while maintaining a rigid expression, his voice stiff. "Senior Sister, you can't stop me."
Ning Xian’s grip tightened suddenly, locking Fang Xuan firmly against the wall.
With their bodies so close, Fang Xuan could even feel the faint coolness of her skin and that familiar, icy fragrance.
"Shut up," Ning Xian said, emphasizing every word. "Now, come with me to receive your punishment."
Fang Xuan seemed stunned by this sudden close-quarters pressure and her commanding aura.
So close... He instinctively swallowed.
This development... seemed a bit more thrilling than he had anticipated.
'System, look at this! This has to count as forced discipline.'
'Where's the training value? Hurry up and increase it!'
【Ding! Detected master Ning Xian performing forced physical restraint and close-range intimidation on the host, causing the host to experience the feeling of being under absolute control. Behavior assessment: High-level physical and mental dual-suppression training! training value +2!】
Two points! Fang Xuan’s heart skipped a beat.
As expected, the higher the intensity, the better the rewards. His efforts weren't in vain.
Seeing that Fang Xuan seemed cowed by her authority and was no longer struggling or arguing, Ning Xian felt slightly relieved, though she didn't loosen her grip.
She pulled Fang Xuan along, turning toward the main house.
This time, Fang Xuan didn't resist. He simply lowered his head, letting her lead him away.
His steps were slightly stiff, as if he still harbored some defiance, but he no longer dared to openly oppose her.
As they walked, Ning Xian continued to issue commands in her cold voice, partly to instruct Fang Xuan and partly to reinforce her own authority as his disciplinarian.
"From now on, you will only listen to me. You are not allowed to act on your own without my permission."
Fang Xuan lowered his head and gave a muffled, "Mm."
【Ding! The host has explicitly expressed obedience to master Ning Xian's orders. Behavior assessment: Preliminary establishment of an absolute obedience relationship. training value +5!】
Five points! Fang Xuan’s heart was pounding.
Obedience to orders really was the good stuff! 'Senior Sister, please, say more!'
Ning Xian was slightly taken aback.
She had expected Fang Xuan to at least argue about why he should obey, or at least remain silent. She hadn't expected him to actually agree.
Although he sounded reluctant, his response was unexpectedly smooth.
Was he really that intimidated just now...?
She suppressed her doubts and continued coldly, "You are not to act on your own whim without my command, especially when it concerns Shen Qingqing."
"Mm..." Fang Xuan responded lowly again, his head dropping even further as if in reflection, while in reality, he was desperately suppressing the corners of his mouth from curling up.
【Ding! The host has once again obeyed the master's specific prohibition. Behavior assessment: Deepening level of obedience. training value +5!】
Another five points!
Fang Xuan felt like happiness had arrived too suddenly.
He suddenly felt that being disciplined in this tone by such an ethereal, cold senior sister... was actually... quite exciting?
Especially since she had to break her usual aloofness to show such a fierce side just to control him.
Ning Xian stopped; they had reached the door of the main house.
She turned around to face the still-bowed Fang Xuan. After a moment's hesitation, she added one more line with a cold face.
"Starting today, you are not allowed to leave my sight without my permission. You can only stay with me, or I will lock you to your bed."
But the moment those words left her mouth, even she felt they were a bit too... possessive and forceful.
However, to prevent him from running off and causing more trouble, it seemed this was the only way.
Fang Xuan looked up at her, surprised by how naturally his senior sister had taken to the role.
Ning Xian felt a bit uncomfortable under his gaze, her heart flaring with annoyance at herself. Had she gone too far?
Would he feel restricted or monitored, potentially triggering an even greater rebellion?
But Fang Xuan turned his head away again and spoke in a voice more submissive than before.
"...Fine."
【Ding! The host has accepted master Ning Xian's close-supervision order and developed a secret pleasure from her exclusive attention. Behavior assessment: Deepening obedience and establishment of belonging. training value +10!!!】
Ten points!!!!
Fang Xuan almost couldn't stop himself from laughing out loud.
It was worth it! This entire performance of seeking trouble was a massive profit.
Not only did he get to see a rare, forceful side of his senior sister and experience the thrill of being pinned to a wall, but he also earned a massive amount of training value in one go.
He was one big step closer to gathering enough spirit buns to break through to the Void Core Realm!
His agreement just now wasn't solely for the sake of the system rewards.
Looking at Ning Xian's cold, beautiful face so close to his, and hearing her say things like "only stay with me" and "not allowed to leave my sight" in that unquestionable tone...
It felt great.
So this was what it felt like to be forcibly disciplined and claimed by such a peerlessly beautiful and icy senior sister?
The system hadn't lied; this path of training was indeed a mix of pain and pleasure, and the pleasure far outweighed the pain.
Watching her junior brother suddenly become exceptionally well-behaved—even agreeing to her almost unreasonable demands—Ning Xian felt an even heavier weight of guilt.
'The results are this good?'
She had thought it would take a lot of persuasion, and she had even prepared for him to resist fiercely, perhaps even shouting that she was being overbearing or had no right to control him.
The two of them stood before the main house door—one looking submissive while secretly ecstatic, the other appearing cold while feeling confused and trying to remain composed.
"I... I'm going to make dinner..."
"Mm, whatever Senior Sister says..."
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