"Junior Sister."
"You're leaving tomorrow."
"Aren't you going out to look around some more...?"
"Why are you still cooped up at home, tinkering with something by yourself?"
A petite figure curled up on the sofa, head lowered as she fiddled with the rectangular block cradled in both hands. Her expression was so serious that it was as if she were battling demons and monsters.
The young girl, whose voice should have been clear and crisp, seemed to have been forcibly possessed by some evil fiend. Every so often, she lowered her head and let out an inhuman, sinister "heh heh heh" laugh.
Ye Qingxian stood before the sofa, her gaze helpless.
She did not look as though she were coaxing her Junior Sister at all. She looked more like she was humoring a child.
"Hm? What is it?" I set down the metal block and finally deigned to raise my head. "Is something wrong?"
The activity inside the metal box continued, game kill sound effects ringing out every now and then. She was clearly playing a game—and a fair, team-based competitive game at that.
"Junior Sister..." Hearing the sounds coming from the box, Ye Qingxian's tone grew even more helpless. "How many days has it been since you last cultivated? At least practice once for appearances' sake. Set an example for your three daughters."
I finally put down my phone, planted my hands on my hips, and spoke with perfect conviction. "How do you know I haven't been cultivating? I cultivate every moment of every day."
Ye Qingxian fell silent for a moment. "Junior Sister, you know I wasn't referring to that. I meant spells and Divine Abilities. You probably only know a few spells right now, don't you? Let me think... how many do you know in total? Spirit