"Senior Sister," he cleared his throat, trying to keep his tone as relaxed and casual as possible.
"Regarding the Central Plains... why don't you go ahead first? I still have some matters to settle here in the Southern Wilderness."
Ning Xian’s hand, which was sorting medicinal herbs, paused slightly.
Without even realizing why, she spoke urgently, "No."
She set down the herbs and walked straight to Fang Xuan.
"You must come with me. The Southern Wilderness is too dangerous right now."
She knew Lu Qingsong would never let the matter rest, so she could not leave Fang Xuan here to face him alone.
Fang Xuan feigned an explanation, though as a disobedient junior brother, he had to keep his attitude casual.
"Senior Sister, you know I have some things to handle here—just some private matters."
He spoke vaguely and turned to walk toward his room, hoping to avoid the topic for now.
"What matters? Be clear," Ning Xian said, quickly following him.
Fang Xuan ignored her.
Just as he was about to step out of the room, she grabbed his wrist.
Her fingers were slender, yet her grip was surprisingly strong.
Caught by her hold, Fang Xuan was forced to turn around and face her.
"If I leave now, Lu Qingsong will definitely trace everything back to us."
Ning Xian stared into his eyes, seemingly trying to judge the truth behind his words.
She knew Fang Xuan was right; Lu Qingsong was extremely suspicious and would not easily let any clue slide.
"But..."
Fang Xuan interrupted her, "So, I will stay here and deal with Lu Qingsong."
"Nonsense!" Ning Xian finally couldn't help but raise her voice, her usually cold tone clearly tinged with anxiety.
"Lu Qingsong is a Transformation Realm cultivator! What can you do by staying? Eliminate the future trouble? With what will you eliminate it?"
She could not watch him go to his death.
"I have confidence," Fang Xuan tried to reassure her, even forcing a relaxed smile onto his face.
"Senior Sister, do not look down on me too much."
"No amount of confidence is enough!" Ning Xian’s tone grew even more frantic, her fingers tightening slightly on his wrist.
"The gap between the Transformation Realm and the Void Core Realm is an unbridgeable chasm! You..."
"Lu Qingsong gave me a pill, saying it could improve my aptitude. For now... at least on the surface, he trusts me."
Fang Xuan interrupted her again, throwing out another bargaining chip to prove he had room to maneuver.
He also did this to get her attention; there was no way she wouldn't try to discipline him for recklessly taking a pill from Lu Qingsong.
If he hadn't said it, it might have been better, but as soon as the words left his mouth, Ning Xian’s expression changed instantly.
"A pill? What pill? Who told you to eat pills given by others!"
Her voice turned frantic as her other hand quickly seized Fang Xuan’s pulse.
Fang Xuan instinctively tried to pull his hand back, "It’s fine, I checked it. It’s not poisonous..."
"Shut up!" Ning Xian’s brow was furrowed, her entire focus concentrated on her examination.
A few breaths later, her face darkened completely, and her fingers gripping his pulse point began to tremble slightly.
"Fine?" She looked up, her eyes faintly red, whether from anger or anxiety.
"Your pulse is floating and hyperactive, and your yang fire is raging. This indicates that yang poison is lurking within your heart vessels..."
The more she spoke, the angrier she became, her chest heaving slightly.
Seeing Fang Xuan’s "it’s not a big deal" expression, she felt a wave of lingering fear.
"You are so self-righteous, yet you didn't even notice someone had infected you with yang poison, and you still talk about having confidence!"
Fang Xuan: "......."
It seemed there were things even a senior sister could misunderstand, though it wasn't exactly a mistake.
This could indeed be considered a yang poison—the kind that might never be cleared for a lifetime.
But before he could explain, Ning Xian used her strength to push him back onto the simple bamboo bed in the room.
"Hmm?" Caught off guard, Fang Xuan was pinned to the bed by her...
"Since you are afflicted with yang poison, then I will help you clear it! I will give you a lesson you'll remember to see if you ever dare to eat someone else's pills again!" her voice trembled, though whether from anger or something else was unclear.
As she spoke, she reached out to pull at Fang Xuan’s lapels, her movements forceful as if she truly intended to punish him severely.
But halfway through, Ning Xian’s movements suddenly stopped.
Her rationality returned slightly, and beneath the surging anger was deep heartache and panic.
What was she doing...
Was she really... going to punish him this way?
However, this yang poison had to be guided out as soon as possible, or the longer it accumulated, the greater the harm.
Dual cultivation... was indeed one of the fastest and most effective ways to resolve it, especially for someone like Fang Xuan who possessed a solid foundation and had not yet lost his primordial yang.
But...
Ning Xian’s fingers stayed on Fang Xuan’s lapels, trembling slightly.
She lowered her gaze, her long eyelashes hiding the complex emotions in her eyes, and her voice dropped, "Now... do you know fear?"
Fang Xuan looked at Ning Xian, who was inches away, her eyes tinged with red and her breathing unsteady.
Her fingers were stuck on his lapels, neither moving forward nor pulling back.
Fear? What was there for him to fear?
Senior Sister, don't stop! This atmosphere, this posture, this hesitant and forced composure.
The training value had just surged significantly; he couldn't let it stop now!
To ensure this great training opportunity didn't slip away, he decided to add more fuel to the fire.
He adjusted his expression, making himself look even more indifferent.
"So what? It’s just some yang poison. It’s no big deal. I’ll just use my cultivation to force it out myself."
These words were like a stone dropped into Ning Xian’s already turbulent heart.
"You!" She looked up, gritting her teeth as she stared at Fang Xuan’s face.
Indifferent? He had no idea how powerful this poison was! Nor did he know how worried she was.
She clenched her fingers, as if making a final decision.
Then, she suddenly leaned down and kissed Fang Xuan forcefully.
"Mph...!"
Yes, yes, Senior Sister, just like that!
.......
After a while, Ning Xian lifted her head, her face so red it looked ready to drip blood, her breathing very ragged.
"Fine... if you don't care anyway," she said, straddling Fang Xuan and wiping the moisture from the corner of her mouth.
Though her voice was still a bit raspy, her words carried a sense of reckless desperation.
It also seemed like an excuse she was making for herself.
Seeing Fang Xuan still wearing that nonchalant expression, she was truly pushed to her limit.
In the next second, she produced a pill from somewhere that emitted a strange, warm fragrance and shoved it directly into Fang Xuan’s mouth.
The pill melted upon entry, turning into a scorching current that instantly surged through his limbs and bones.
"Senior Sister, what... what pill is this?"
Fang Xuan asked instinctively, his throat moving as he swallowed the dissolved medicinal liquid.
Ning Xian looked away, shrinking her neck as she didn't quite dare to look at him, "An earth-grade... dual cultivation pill."
Fang Xuan: "......"
A dual... dual cultivation pill? And it was earth-grade!
He felt the warm current rapidly spread through his body, turning into an indescribable heat that instantly swept through him.
His constitution had already been made very... vigorous by the Crimson Sun Soul-Tempering Pill.
Now, triggered by the domineering power of the earth-grade dual cultivation pill, the two fiery medicinal forces intertwined like a wildfire on a prairie.
He felt like he was about to burst...
Even his vision began to blur, leaving him only able to see the cold, beautiful face of his senior sister inches away, looking at him with a mix of grievance and resentment.
She seemed to murmur something, her voice ethereal and difficult to hear clearly.
"...Yes, you are only seventeen... and you still call me Senior Sister... I am sinful..."
"...But I... I cannot help it... Once I have cleared the yang poison for you, you can blame me however you like when you wake up."
In his final blurred vision, he saw Ning Xian begin to untie the fastenings of her plain white dress.
Her outer robe slid down her smooth shoulders, revealing the moon-white undergarments beneath and a flash of dazzling skin...
His breathing suddenly became heavy...
This was perfect. This was absolutely perfect.
He had only intended to make his senior sister angry, but he hadn't expected to jump straight to the end. This progress was incredible!
He reached out and touched that cool skin...
【Detected Master Ning Xian performing... actions on the incapacitated training target, Fang Xuan.】
【Action assessment: Forced Dual Cultivation + Deep Training!】
【Due to the special and complex circumstances, training value is being calculated...】
【Interim training value settlement: +999!】
【Please enjoy your master's discipline, training target Fang Xuan!】
Rate on N.U.
