You Wouldn't Want Your Sister...

Cultivation knew no passage of time.

A week later, Xiao Yuan arrived at the Dou Techniques Hall once again.

This time, he had come not only to return the Yellow Rank High Level Dou Technique, Wind Eagle Leg, but also to select another Dou Technique to cultivate.

Over the past week, he had already achieved some success with Wind Eagle Leg. However, having only a leg technique was somewhat insufficient.

He needed to diversify his offensive methods.

After all, as long as Ya Fei's materials were ready, his cultivation of Dou Qi could advance smoothly without obstruction.

Thus, over these past few days, his mind had been focused almost entirely on cultivating Dou Techniques.

Based on his experience cultivating Wind Eagle Leg, Xiao Yuan had confirmed something.

He seemed to possess an exceptionally good talent for cultivating Dou Techniques.

This time, he did not rush to examine the Yellow Rank High Level Dou Techniques on the third shelf. Instead, after returning Wind Eagle Leg, he went to the first shelf and casually picked up a Yellow Rank Low Level Dou Technique, Crushing Stone Palm.

After giving it a rough glance, Xiao Yuan immediately tried it out. Sure enough, he could grasp the basics of such a Dou Technique at a glance.

After casually setting down Crushing Stone Palm, something commonplace within the Xiao Clan, Xiao Yuan went to the second shelf and picked up a Yellow Rank Mid Level technique, Rending Claw Strike.

After reading through it for a while, Xiao Yuan tried it once more.

Rending Claw Strike, mastered the basics.

Thus, Xiao Yuan set down Rending Claw Strike, went to the third shelf, and picked up a Yellow Rank High Level Dou Technique, Iron Mountain Fist.

Half an hour later, Xiao Yuan put down the scroll in his hand, looking somewhat thoughtful.

He had grasped the basics of Iron Mountain Fist as well. Yet judging from the difficulty of cultivation, the increase in difficulty from Yellow Rank Low Level to Yellow Rank High Level Dou Techniques was not particularly great. In other words, Wind Eagle Leg truly was more difficult to cultivate than ordinary Yellow Rank High Level techniques, and even some Xuan Rank Low Level Dou Techniques.

If that was the case, then the clan's low-level Dou Techniques really were not much use to him.

With that thought, Xiao Yuan casually put down the scroll in his hand and walked outside.

It seemed he could not count on the clan's Dou Techniques.

Then... it looked like he would still have to rely on Sister Ya Fei.

"Oh? Cousin Xiao Yuan came to the Dou Techniques Hall too?"

Just as Xiao Yuan was lost in thought and about to leave the Dou Techniques Hall, a familiar voice rang out before him.

"What, I can't come?"

Xiao Yuan looked up at Xiao Ning, whose face bore a fake smile, and replied calmly.

"Can't you not cultivate Dou Qi? What's the point of coming here and looking around all day?"

Xiao Ning asked with feigned confusion, though a mocking glint appeared in his eyes.

"Your sister just left, and you're already asking for a beating?"

The corners of Xiao Yuan's lips curled up slightly as he asked with a smile.

At once, Xiao Ning's momentum faltered.

As a younger brother who had been beaten by his sister since childhood, his fear of her had seeped deep into his soul.

Xiao Yu in Xiao Yuan's eyes: tall and slender, with an exceptionally eye-catching pair of beautiful legs, gentle and beautiful.

Xiao Yu in Xiao Ning's eyes: a goddess or a demon at a thought. Usually, she was his beloved elder sister, but when angry, she was practically a female demon.

"Although she's at Jia Nan Academy, before she left, she asked me to keep an eye on you and not let you act up."

Xiao Yuan continued.

His fists clenched! Looking at this pretty-faced brat before him, who had even bewitched his sister, Xiao Ning could not help wanting to give him two solid punches.

"Y-you think you can stop me?!"

Xiao Ning shouted in a low voice as he circulated his Dou Qi.

"I can't stop you, but you wouldn't want your sister to come back and give you a bamboo-shoot-and-meat stir-fry, would you?"

Xiao Yuan showed no fear at all and spoke with a smile.

Yet to Xiao Ning, this guy's smile looked like that of a demon.

"Ah, kids these days really are nothing but trouble."

Xiao Yuan sighed. Then, smiling cheerfully, he reached out and patted Xiao Ning on the shoulder before walking around him and leaving directly.

Damn it, why did his sister think so highly of a guy like this?!

Xiao Ning turned and watched Xiao Yuan's carefree departing figure. Veins bulged on his forehead, yet a sense of helplessness rose in his heart.

He simply could not understand it. His sister was not some shallow person who only cared about appearances, so why had she taken a liking to this useless person who could not cultivate?

And she had always protected him.

Sometimes, Xiao Ning even suspected that Xiao Yuan was Xiao Yu's real younger brother.

Otherwise, there was no explanation for why, every time he targeted Xiao Yuan, his sister would always appear in time, then tug him away by the ear.

If that were truly the case, it actually would not be too bad.

But the current situation was that this useless person had a very high chance of becoming his brother-in-law.

His fists clenched even tighter!

Wait, why had Xiao Yuan come to the Dou Techniques Hall? Could it be that he had truly cultivated Dou Qi and could now learn Dou Techniques? This was bad.

That made it even more likely that this useless person would become his brother-in-law.

At that thought, Xiao Ning's anger faded, replaced by deep melancholy.

Xiao Yuan was someone he could not outargue, while his sister was someone he could not defeat. His life would probably not be easy from now on.

It hurt. He wanted to cry.

Meanwhile, the moment Xiao Yuan returned to the entrance of his room, he saw Peien waiting there.

"Uncle Peien, don't you have patrol duty today? Why are you back? Did something happen on Uncle Tong's side?"

Xiao Yuan asked as he walked over.

"Young Master, Miss Ya Fei of the Mittel Auction House sent someone to deliver a message. She said everything is ready."

After bowing respectfully, Peien stepped closer and spoke in a low voice.

"Oh? All right, I understand. Uncle Peien, go get busy."

Xiao Yuan nodded calmly and said with a smile.

"Yes, Young Master."

Peien responded, bowed once more, then turned and left.

Watching Peien's departing back, Xiao Yuan fell into thought.

It seemed Sister Ya Fei had already prepared the materials he needed for cultivation. Next, he could devote all his attention to cultivating.

Thus, Xiao Yuan returned to his room and took his time tidying himself up properly before leaving. He then headed familiarly toward the Mittel Auction House.

The journey was as unobstructed as ever, and before long, he arrived outside Ya Fei's office.

Knock, knock, knock!

He knocked lightly on the door.

"Come in."

Ya Fei's unforgettable, seductive voice rang out. Xiao Yuan's lips curled upward as he smiled and walked inside.

"Sister Ya Fei, good morning!"

Ya Fei looked toward the handsome young man entering the room, and a flash of admiration passed through her eyes.

Although it was not her first time seeing Xiao Yuan, his handsome features still amazed her every time she looked at him.

"Hehe, it seems little brother Xiao Yuan even dressed himself up specially to see your sister? Your sister is truly honored!"

Ya Fei covered her mouth and laughed softly, speaking in a gentle voice.

"Sister Ya Fei, don't tease me. Are the things ready?"

Xiao Yuan smiled, then asked somewhat impatiently.