"Brother Jiang, Long Kui is fine. It's all blood from the demonic cultivators."
Long Kui answered in a muffled voice. Although she kept her head lowered, her eyes kept stealing upward.
She hadn't seen Jiang Siming for more than two years. Big Brother still looked the same as before, though he seemed even more handsome now.
"That's good. Little Long Kui seems to have grown a bit and become even prettier. You're really being treated unfairly in this Shushan Sect full of bachelors. Do you want to come to my Qingyun Sect? We have a Little Bamboo Peak that accepts only female disciples. It's full of beautiful older sisters, and it's lots of fun." Jiang Siming coaxed her.
"Really? These past two years, Long Kui hasn't gone down the mountain at all. She's been cultivating with Brother on the mountain and hasn't seen any other girls." Long Kui looked wistful.
That was true. Shushan was filled with old bachelors, and she was the only girl there. It was indeed inconvenient in many ways—and terribly boring.
Jiang Siming was just about to continue when he saw Daoist Qingwei, the sect master, walking over.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, don't even think about poaching my Shushan disciple. It took my Shushan Sect no small effort to recruit such a fine talent as Long Kui. If you poach her, that would be too unscrupulous of you. Hahaha."
Qingwei was clearly reluctant to part with Long Kui. It wasn't that he was some lecherous old man with designs on her.
It was because Long Kui's talent was as excellent as her brother's. After entering the sect for only two years, she had already broken through from the Foundation Establishment stage to the mid-stage of the Golden Core stage.
Such talent was extremely rare even in the