Sleep Together?

Walking along the street, Jiang Lin felt quite troubled...

How exactly could he make Senior Sister Lin completely let go?

Was he really supposed to cultivate together with Senior Sister Lin and then ascend side by side?

What a joke—he was a member of the Demon Sect, and entering the Dragon Gate Sect required a bone root test; gender, cultivation, and everything else would be exposed in an instant. Wouldn't that be a death sentence?

No! He had to think of a way, or it was only a matter of time before he was found out.

But during the Sect Grand Tournament period, he'd stabilize Senior Sister Lin first!

Having set a small goal, Jiang Lin adjusted the big steamed bun strapped to his chest and headed toward the inn where the Dragon Gate Sect was staying.

As soon as he arrived at the inn, the Dragon Gate Sect gave Jiang Lin a welcome ceremony. A large banner reading "Welcome Junior Sister Jiang Xin to the Sect" was pulled out, and quite a few men who looked familiar to Jiang Lin came forward to take his luggage.

Even more so, the girls who had entered the Dragon Gate Sect alongside Jiang Lin saw this "Junior Sister" with sparkling eyes, grabbing his hands and fussing over him with concern. Jiang Lin reluctantly let these fellow female disciples hold his little hands, though he did sneak a couple of squeezes.

Then the Dragon Gate Sect's lead teacher conducted a preliminary interview with Jiang Lin, which was really just a formality to meet face-to-face. With that, the entire welcome party ended, but it was already evening.

As soon as he came out of the Dragon Gate Sect lead teacher's room, Jiang Lin was blocked by countless "Senior Brothers."

"Junior Sister Jiang Xin, there's a Lantern Festival in Black Tortoise City tonight. Would you be willing to come along?"

"Junior Sister Jiang Xin, this senior brother can recite poetry with great skill."

"Junior Sister, I deeply regret what happened to your brother. As his close friend, I'll definitely take good care of you!"

"All of you, go cultivate properly. If I see you hanging around my sister again, I'll deal with you by sect rules."

Just as Jiang Lin was about to kick these shameless bastards away, Lin Qingwan walked over with her sword in hand.

"Elder Sister Lin..."

Without a second thought, Jiang Lin threw himself straight into his senior sister's soft embrace.

"It's fine. These guys are lecherous, but they're decent people."

Gently holding Jiang Lin, who was a head taller than her, Lin Qingwan patted his shoulder.

"What? Still not leaving?!"

Lin Qingwan shot a glare at her junior brothers. Everyone shuddered and quickly scrammed.

"Alright, it's fine. Don't worry—you're mine and Jiang Lin's little sister. I won't let anyone bully you."

Pinching Jiang Lin's cheek lightly, Lin Qingwan smiled sweetly, looking adorably charming compared to her usual stern image.

"Mm, thank you, Elder Sister Lin. Then Jiang Xin will head back to her room."

Feeling that every extra second spent with Lin Qingwan increased the chance of exposure, Jiang Lin also wanted to make a quick escape and check out how to use those two bottles of Body Tempering Fluid once back in his room.

"Wait a moment."

Just as Jiang Lin turned around, Lin Qingwan grabbed his hand.

"Does Elder Sister Lin have something else?"

Meeting Lin Qingwan's eyes, Jiang Lin's heart raced wildly.

Could Senior Sister Lin have noticed something?

"Um... Sister Jiang, tonight, could you... sleep with me?"

"Huh???"

Night fell, moonlight slowly seeped through the window, and the summer breeze gently rustled the screen.

In a guest room of the Black Tortoise City Lord Residence, a coldly beautiful long-haired woman lay sideways on the bed, her limbs tightly wrapped around a meter-long pillow engraved with a man's portrait as she rolled around.

Her fair cheek kept rubbing against the pillow, and she muttered "Little Linlin~~~" over and over.

Suddenly, footsteps came from the door. The woman quickly stuffed the pillow under the covers. By the time the door opened, she was already sitting in a chair, slender fingers holding a teacup as she slowly sipped.

"Does the Black Tortoise City Lord not even understand the etiquette of knocking before entering?"

Raising her bewitching, cat-like eyes, Jiang Yuni looked at the woman who had closed the door and walked in—the Black Tortoise City Lord, Luo Qinchang.

Luo Qinchang rolled her eyes at the alluring woman in the room, sat down unceremoniously beside Jiang Yuni, snatched the teacup from her hand, and downed it in one gulp:

"I've been busy since noon for whose sake! And you're still so cold to me!"

"I didn't force you to go." Jiang Yuni turned her head away with a tsundere air. "But... thanks."

"Huh? What did you just say, Yuni?"

Though the voice was very soft, Luo Qinchang seemed to have heard something incredible.

This Sun Moon Sect leader, the tsundere and aloof Jiang Yuni, actually took the initiative to say thank you to someone!?

"I said... thanks..."

Jiang Yuni's voice was still very faint, but this time, Luo Qinchang, pressing her ear close to Jiang Yuni's cheek, heard it clearly!

She was actually thanking her!

Staring in surprise at this coldly beautiful woman, the faint blush spreading across her cheeks was so adorable it was almost unbearable.

"Ah... I'm dead, so Yuni has such an adorable side too." Luo Qinchang hugged Jiang Yuni happily, her little face rubbing against hers incessantly.

"Alright, let go, let go. Luo Qinchang, don't push your luck."

Jiang Yuni shoved Luo Qinchang, who was acting like a lovestruck fool, away.

"Heehee... Fine, fine, I've already gotten my fill today." Luo Qinchang gently smoothed her skirt and sat up straight in front of Jiang Yuni. "Here, this is your identity token for participating in the Dao Sect Tournament."

"But Yuni, I have to say, you're way too protective. Jiang Lin's almost eighteen, isn't he? He's not that little kid anymore. And he's already at the peak of the Cave Mansion Realm at such a young age—what do you have to worry about? Besides, the Sect Grand Tournament isn't about life or death or anything."

"What do you know?"

Taking the small waist token, Jiang Yuni looked at the words "Jiang Yu, Black Tortoise City" on it, nodded, and her lips curled up in an adorable smile as she carefully tucked the token into her bosom.

Watching this girl—who hadn't even cracked a smile when she broke through to the Nascent Soul Realm, yet was so happy over just a small waist token—Luo Qinchang didn't know what to say for a moment.

She could only think that the little boy back then was really something special, to have changed such a woman who only knew cultivation and had no taste for the mundane world.

"Sigh... I haven't seen little Jiang Lin in so long either. He must be handsome and elegant by now, right? But I'm not old yet either... maybe I could—" Resting her chin on her hand, recalling Jiang Lin as a child, Luo Qinchang unconsciously mused.

But before Luo Qinchang could finish, a massive surge of Killing Intent filled the entire room.

"Bam!"

In an instant, the tea table was split in two.

Luo Qinchang turned her head, cold sweat dripping, to look at the woman before her. Her eyes had narrowed into thin slits, her Natal Flying Sword had already left its sheath, and her stunningly beautiful face had darkened as if corrupted:

"Say that again, Qinchang."

The corrupted beauty's slender fingers hooked under Luo Qinchang's chin, a "kind" smile on her face.

"Little Lin is mine!"