Ning Xian finished washing up and changed into a clean set of plain white robes.
That cold and detached aura of hers finally returned somewhat.
She glanced at the sky outside the window; it was nearly evening.
It was time to get down to business.
It was better to deal with these trivial matters as early as possible.
.......
Thus, at dusk, Fang Xuan was once again pulled out by Ning Xian as they walked onto the street.
He was happy to wander around with his senior sister and take the opportunity to see the customs of this other world.
However, he also knew that his senior sister wasn't actually here for shopping; she was likely starting her preparations to speedrun the mortal realm's side quests.
.......
Ning Xian walked with an air of casualness, but her cool eyes occasionally swept over the buildings and pedestrians on both sides of the street.
She paid particular attention to the carriages and manors bearing specific insignias.
She had mentioned before that the imperial power of the Tianlan Kingdom was on the verge of changing hands, with four princes vying for the throne and two state preceptors whose stances remained unclear.
His senior sister's exact words were—"Within three days, all of this must be resolved."
Her efficiency... was truly high.
As they walked, Fang Xuan couldn't help but want to go look at the Gu insects again.
But just as he was about to step closer, he felt his senior sister's gaze fall upon him from beside him.
Ning Xian was looking at him, her brow slightly furrowed.
Junior brother was being disobedient again.
The Gu insects of the Southern Wilderness were impossible to guard against, and she didn't know why her junior brother liked these things.
For his safety, it was better not to let him touch them.
.......
Fine... if I can't go, I won't go.
Fang Xuan retracted his steps.
System: 【Detected that the host abandoned his curiosity due to the master's gaze; obedience has significantly increased! Training value +5!】
【Congratulations, host, you are being well-trained. An excellent subject should always prioritize the master's will at all times!】
Fang Xuan: "...???"
There was definitely something wrong with the system's judgment.
What did it mean by being "trained"? He was just pampering his senior sister.
.......
Seeing him being obedient and not running off, Ning Xian felt an inexplicable sense of happiness in her heart.
Leading him, she arrived beneath a teahouse.
Her voice softened as much as possible as she spoke gently: "Let's go to the second floor."
"Alright, Senior Sister."
.......
On the second floor, they found an elegant seat by the street and sat down.
Ning Xian ordered a pot of clear tea and a few snacks, then fell silent.
She simply watched the endless stream of people and carriages outside the window, waiting quietly.
Fang Xuan was in no hurry either. He picked up a piece of sesame shortbread and nibbled on it slowly, pondering his senior sister's fishing plan.
"We will resolve the second prince first," Ning Xian suddenly spoke.
"Are we going to his manor?" Fang Xuan swallowed the shortbread and asked casually.
According to the normal process, shouldn't they be scout the prince's manor at night or find an opportunity to create an accident?
"I don't know where it is, and I'm too lazy to look," Ning Xian's answer was so concise that Fang Xuan almost choked.
...Well, she was too lazy to look, so how was she going to resolve it?
Ning Xian picked up her teacup and took a sip, her gaze still fixed on the street: "He will come on his own."
Fang Xuan blinked.
It wasn't that they were looking for the second prince, but rather that the second prince would deliver himself to their doorstep.
She even wanted him to bring her to his home so she could successfully deal with his entire family.
Why did this line of thinking feel so much like a villain's?
"Senior Sister, will directly interfering with the mortal realm like this cause us to be tainted by too much karma?"
Ning Xian turned her head and spoke calmly: "It is just karma, it is nothing."
Fang Xuan felt a slight shiver in his heart.
His perception of his senior sister's strength seemed to have been refreshed once again.
Back when she was still in the Body Tempering Realm, her true combat power was estimated to be near the Golden Core Realm.
Now that she had condensed a golden core overnight, her true combat power...
Surely she couldn't go toe-to-toe with the Transformation Realm, could she?
He was truly no longer surprised by his senior sister's promotion speed and the power of her cheats.
In truth, there was nothing he could do about it anyway.
.......
While Fang Xuan was lost in thought, a sudden commotion broke out on the street below.
"Get out of the way! Everyone, move!"
"His Second Highness's carriage is returning to the manor! Make way, commoners!"
A group of soldiers holding long halberds roughly drove away the pedestrians on the street, clearing a wide path.
Immediately after, a luxurious carriage protected by a troop of cavalry slowly approached.
The curtains of the carriage were lowered, making it impossible to see the person inside, but the display was grand and imposing.
The surrounding commoners all retreated to the side of the road, lowering their heads and averting their eyes. Though angry, they dared not speak out, only whispering in low voices:
"It's the second prince..."
"I heard he has invited another great cultivator of the Foundation Establishment stage to be an enshrined expert?"
"Sigh, the old emperor is fading fast. The struggle between these princes is getting more and more intense. I fear the world is going to fall into chaos..."
"Shh! Watch your words! Do you want to lose your life?"
Fang Xuan heard everything clearly from upstairs.
When the party reached the bottom of the teahouse, a middle-aged cultivator in green Daoist robes beside the carriage seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up.
His gaze landed on Fang Xuan and Ning Xian by the second-floor window.
His gaze lingered slightly on Fang Xuan. Sensing the other's unfathomable cultivation, a flash of alarm and suspicion crossed his eyes. He then cupped his fists and projected his voice loudly upward:
"May I ask the fellow Daoists upstairs, which immortal mountain do you hail from? Why are you lingering in this mortal place?"
That one shout immediately drew everyone's attention.
Even the curtain of the luxurious carriage was slightly lifted by a hand at the corner.
The surrounding commoners were in an even greater uproar.
Another cultivator? It seemed His Second Highness's luck was indeed flourishing, as immortal masters were joining him one after another!
The second prince reacted extremely quickly. He immediately signaled for the convoy to stop, lifted the carriage curtain, and stepped down personally.
He bowed toward the second floor of the teahouse: "I did not know an immortal master had graced us with their presence. Please forgive my lack of hospitality! I invite the immortal master to come downstairs for a chat, and allow this prince to fulfill the duties of a host!"
His attitude was sufficiently respectful and sincere, truly the image of one who valued talent.
Fang Xuan still had half a snack in his mouth as he quietly watched the scene below.
The script was a bit different from what he had imagined.
He had thought it would be a classic scenario where the protagonist was provoked by a hedonistic prince while shopping, followed by a dramatic display of power to slap their faces.
Now it had become "the prince recognizes talent and treats it with courtesy."
He turned to look at Ning Xian.
Ning Xian remained sitting quietly, taking small sips of her tea.
He swallowed the last bit of the snack and leaned back against his chair. It was better to just leave the stage to his senior sister.
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