Sister and Brother Reunited

Especially when she saw Rao Yuexi, like an elder, place her dirty palm on her younger brother's head and watched Xiao Han reveal a touched expression, the unease in Yu Zhiwen's heart grew ever stronger.

If she didn't act now, her younger brother would be stolen away any moment!

Yu Zhiwen abruptly rose to her feet and sent a blast of spiritual power at the illusion array, only for Rao Yuexi to raise a hand and block it.

Rao Yuexi was disgusted by Yu Zhiwen's presumptuous actions—especially when she had been sharing such sweet, intimate warmth with Xiao Han, only for some madwoman to suddenly rush out and disturb them.

This Yu Zhiwen had held an inexplicable hostility toward her from the start, and now she had ruined her plans again!

The killing intent in Rao Yuexi's fox-like, upturned eyes was nearly tangible as two cold and violent gazes collided.

None of those attending the banquet knew what had happened. They only felt two Nascent Soul pressures from opposite sides suddenly pour forth, as though a grand spectacle might break out at any moment.

"Though Saintess Yu is your sect's representative, this True Lord has no desire to make things so unpleasant. But why has Saintess Yu repeatedly shown hostility toward me? Could it be that you think this True Lord's temper is too good?"

Rao Yuexi's aloof voice carried boundless pressure. Crimson flames surfaced around her red figure, while beneath her black veil, Yu Zhiwen clenched her silver teeth and stared coolly at Rao Yuexi as if she were looking at a dead woman.

"This Saintess merely did not expect that True Monarch Crimson Sleeve of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect, known for being as fickle in joy and rage as the weather, would, as one of the new generation of Nascent Soul Great Cultivators, also do something like an old cow eating tender grass."

Yu Zhiwen's tone was calm as she transmitted her words through mana alone. The darkness in the depths of her pupils spread rapidly, wanting nothing more than to kill the old woman before her completely.

Hearing Yu Zhiwen's mockery, the fury in Rao Yuexi's eyes intensified. Twice in one day, others had criticized the very thing she cared about most: her age.

They made being just over a hundred sound as if she were ancient! A Nascent Soul True Lord lived for a thousand years, yet these two little girls, ignorant of the height of heaven and the depth of earth, had called this True Lord old one after another?!

Rao Yuexi admitted that age was what she least wished to mention. No matter how she acted, she was still a woman over a hundred years older than her martial nephew. She could only approach her nephew as an elder and exchange a few words with him.

Before Jiang Shiyuan vanished, Rao Yuexi had thought that as long as she could speak a few words with Xiao Han now and then, that would be enough. She would wholeheartedly play the role of an elder, so long as Xiao Han could spare a few minutes each day to keep her company.

But now, when heaven, earth, and man were all aligned, when she had the chance to truly possess Xiao Han and completely occupy the rest of his life, two little girls younger than her had suddenly jumped out to ruin her plans!

"This True Lord formed her Nascent Soul in a hundred years—such a feat has been rare even across the Eastern Region's last thousand years—yet in Saintess Yu's eyes, I have become an old woman?"

"Besides, even if this True Lord truly were an old cow eating tender grass, what does that have to do with Saintess Yu?"

Rao Yuexi likewise transmitted her reply with divine sense. To everyone else, it merely looked like two Nascent Soul pressures locked in a tit-for-tat confrontation. None of them knew how a perfectly fine banquet had suddenly turned into a fight.

Rao Yuexi only felt that her plans had been ruined for no reason at all, and that she had even been mocked on top of it. This newly ascended Nascent Soul Yu Zhiwen was simply pushing her luck too far.

"True Lord Rao's skin is even thicker than this Saintess imagined. If this Saintess had not stepped in to stop you, could it be that True Lord Rao truly intended to force a large cart to haul a small pony?"

Yu Zhiwen looked at the red figure opposite her. Her body was slender and graceful, its curved lines displaying the perfect physique of a mature female cultivator, along with those... ample Dao fruits she had not noticed before.

Yu Zhiwen unconsciously lowered her head. She had only just advanced to the Nascent Soul realm, so she surely still had vast room to develop. A momentary concession was only to welcome an even better victory in the future. Perhaps one day, she would be even bigger than her!

As for this old woman, in order to seduce Xiao Han, she must have secretly consumed who knew how many spiritual pills and cultivated some dark, sinister technique...

Yu Zhiwen looked toward the white-robed figure beside Rao Yuexi. Pei Yuhan was gazing at Rao Yuexi with concern, causing the flames of jealousy in Yu Zhiwen's heart to burn even hotter.

Little brother... don't be deceived by this old woman!

If you like those bloated... Sister might not be able to right now, but in the future, Sister can satisfy you too!

Force a large cart to haul a small pony?

Rao Yuexi found Yu Zhiwen's words rather amusing. If she had wanted to force Xiao Han into it, she could have made him feel so good he would not know heaven from earth long ago. Did she need an outsider like Yu Zhiwen to pass judgment on her?

"Saintess Yu is quite the kindhearted cultivator, it seems. Your principles differ somewhat from those cultivators of the Qingyou Dao Sect who murder and set fires."

Rao Yuexi no longer wished to waste divine-sense transmissions on this deranged Yu Zhiwen. She spoke aloud, intending to drive off the person who had ruined her plans, then quietly find a small grove with Xiao Han...

"And what status does Saintess Yu hold, to be so concerned with the affairs of my sect?"

Seeing the triumphant smile on that old woman's face, Yu Zhiwen felt somewhat conflicted. She had previously been unwilling to reveal her true appearance because she feared the old monsters of the Xuanyuan Sword Sect would discover her relationship with Xiao Han.

She had originally planned to find Xiao Han in secret while the Xuanyuan Sword Sect was not paying attention and directly abduct him. Who would have thought that her younger brother had been tormented by a flock of wicked women within the Xuanyuan Sword Sect...

Yet deep down, Yu Zhiwen was faintly looking forward to what it would be like if she truly acknowledged each other with her younger brother.

"Heh, True Lord Rao asks what identity this Saintess has..."

The corner of Yu Zhiwen's mouth curled in a cold smile beneath her black veil as the scene of her younger brother recognizing her surfaced in her mind:

Xiao Han would surely rush into her embrace and tell her of the longing he had felt over more than thirty years. As his elder Sister, she would certainly stroke Xiao Han's hair tenderly, and at last the siblings would recognize each other.

That old woman who had dared question her identity would surely turn livid, unable to back down, and could only watch helplessly as this Saintess took her younger brother and flew far away.

And that little cat from Shiyuan Sword Manor that stole secret tastes—her younger brother surely did not know the foul face his junior sister showed in private. But as his Sister, she naturally had to help him see the wicked women around him for what they were.

That old woman before her and that little cat that stole secret tastes could spend the rest of their lives staring at portraits of her younger brother to console themselves!

Yu Zhiwen had long prepared everything in the Qingyou Dao Sect. When she was young, she had learned of matters between men and women through books in the palace. Emperors and imperial consorts throughout the ages had even developed many strange methods and tools.

Yu Zhiwen had originally intended to wait until her younger brother grew up, then find an opportunity to personally experiment with Xiao Han. And through his aura, she knew that although Xiao Han had been coveted by a pack of wicked women, neither Rao Yuexi before her nor that little cat that stole secret tastes earlier had dared go all the way.

Yu Zhiwen felt only relief. Fortunately, she had found her younger brother in advance. And Xiao Han must surely have been thinking of her, which was why he had not been completely devoured by those wicked women!

Yu Zhiwen knew that she could no longer hide herself.

"True Lord Rao is truly laughable, daring to question this Saintess's identity..."

"Tsk..."

Yu Zhiwen's pale, jade-like fingers slowly removed the veil covering her peerless face...

There will be another chapter at noon.