Zhang Lexuan, your brother is truly smooth. (Please follow)

Ma Xiaotao's fingers rested lightly against Xuanyuan Sheng's face.

Touching the lip print left behind back at Zhang Lexuan's attic, she spoke again: "Is my little brother thinking about serious matters, or are you just unable to wait even for this short while?"

Slander, absolute slander.

Xuanyuan Sheng could guarantee that he definitely wasn't impatient from waiting; he hadn't been meditating, so how could he have been spacing out for so long without getting sleepy?

He shrugged: "Then, Sister Xiaotao, have you figured out what kind of Mimicry Cultivation Ground I need to use for my cultivation?"

Ma Xiaotao chuckled.

For an Inner Courtyard disciple like her, wasn't something like this quite simple? As someone who knew the Mimicry Cultivation Ground—a place essential for cultivation—better than anyone, wasn't she the most qualified to answer?

The Xuanyuan Sword was the Holy Sword of Humanity. Since it was a holy sword, it should go to a martial arts arena rich in light-attribute energy.

"A light-attribute martial arts arena; that would be very suitable for your martial soul," she said confidently.

"Don't we need to test it?" Xuanyuan Sheng asked.

Was this person really this confident?

Ma Xiaotao gently bit Xuanyuan Sheng's earlobe, a humming sound emanating from her throat: "As a younger brother, you actually dare to doubt your older sister."

Hey, you're only a sister I've known for less than half a day.

He shifted to the side, maintaining his composure.

"I feel like you might not be accurate."

"Hmph, follow me then. I'll show you what the stability and profound knowledge of a mature older sister is all about."

Ma Xiaotao pulled Xuanyuan Sheng toward an unoccupied area of the Mimicry Hall.

"This is a tool specifically for analyzing a student's martial soul attributes."

Before long.

Ma Xiaotao produced a metallic-looking sphere from somewhere and placed it in front of Xuanyuan Sheng.

If a student's martial soul was something like a Wind-Thunder Staff, which naturally contained two elements, they could use the elemental sphere when they couldn't distinguish which element was more dominant.

It would distinguish the attributes a student possessed by the color of the elements. When both wind and thunder attributes appeared, the element that occupied the largest area of the metal sphere was the one the student needed to focus on.

"Come on, channel your soul power into it."

Xuanyuan Sheng placed his hand on it, and as his soul power surged into the metal sphere, a streak of white symbolizing light soon appeared.

Ma Xiaotao lifted her head, showing off her sharp, chiseled jawline to Xuanyuan Sheng.

How about that? Isn't a mature older sister truly reliable?

But the point that puzzled him wasn't that.

In Xuanyuan Sheng's view, even though his martial soul was the Holy Sword of Humanity, it should have been dominated by the metal element, but this light...?

He scrutinized the metal sphere carefully. It was indeed as Ma Xiaotao had said, presenting the appearance of a white light element, but this light attribute only occupied a very small portion of the sphere.

In the other empty spaces, very faint, tiny specks of light filled the metal sphere.

Ma Xiaotao also looked at the metal sphere in wonder. This seemed a bit off; shouldn't the light attribute fill the entire sphere?

Xuanyuan Sheng dove into his consciousness to inspect his martial soul.

The side of the Xuanyuan Sword engraved with the sun, moon, and stars lit up, and the other inscriptions were also in a semi-activated state.

Now he finally understood.

Slash and burn, sun, moon, and stars, mountains, rivers, grass, and trees...

He summoned the Xuanyuan Sword into his hand, channeled his soul power through it, and then transitioned that soul power into the metal sphere.

The ancient carved inscriptions all lit up, driven by the sun, moon, and stars on the side of the blade, and a kaleidoscope of colors instantly filled the metal sphere.

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Ma Xiaotao's joy vanished in an instant, her smug smile freezing completely on her face.

She had actually misjudged.

And why did this sword have so many elemental attributes?

Xuanyuan Sheng looked at the frozen Ma Xiaotao and silently put away his martial soul. What was wrong? Could she have suffered some kind of serious blow?

Time ticked away, second by second.

Then...

Under his bewildered gaze, Ma Xiaotao walked away from this secluded spot and headed toward the area with the highest foot traffic at that moment.

She walked to the entrance of the hall and stopped in her tracks.

Yet, Ma Xiaotao, who wore a veil in the middle of the crowd, was feeling anything but calm.

"System, system, how do I make the punishment stop?"

She was chatting with the system in her mind, feeling extremely anxious.

[There's no way, dear. You're the one who chose it (๑°3°๑)]

Ma Xiaotao had not expected that a minute could be so short; before she was even prepared, her body was forcibly taken over once again.

However, this time there was no situation where she floated in front watching her own body move; instead, she was controlled in a real, first-person perspective.

She tried hard to suppress the corners of her mouth from speaking or making expressions, but no matter how hard she tried, she could not succeed.

And so...

Under the strange gaze of Xuanyuan Sheng.

Ma Xiaotao blocked the entrance of the hall, her expression beneath her veil devilishly arrogant, her voice sounding extremely smug: "Zhang Lexuan, your younger brother... is quite succulent."

For those last two words, she was even controlled to deliberately draw out the tone.

After saying this sentence, Ma Xiaotao did not have the courage to go back and grab Xuanyuan Sheng to run away together; instead, she chose to quickly leave the place alone.

After she left, because of her extremely piercing voice, it left a mark in everyone's hearts, eventually triggering a wave of discussion.

"Who was that senior in red just now? I feel like I've seen her somewhere before?"

"You don't recognize Ma Xiaotao? She's a celebrity at Shrek Academy; there's no one who doesn't know her."

"What about Zhang Lexuan?"

"That's an even bigger heavyweight; she's the head senior sister of the Inner Courtyard, the most reliable senior sister for all the junior students. If only we could choose the head senior sister at this Teacher Selection Meeting."

One person said regretfully, and as if he had struck a chord, the surrounding students nodded in agreement.

"Then what did Ma Xiaotao mean by saying the head senior sister's brother is succulent?"

"What do you mean? It only has the literal meaning."

Several people simultaneously revealed the same knowing smiles of veterans.

More prominent were the sounds of hearts breaking for those secretly in love with the senior sister.

Because of the provocative act Ma Xiaotao had just committed, Xuanyuan Sheng was almost caught in the crossfire.

The few who had initially noticed Ma Xiaotao and Xuanyuan Sheng, upon knowing Ma Xiaotao's true identity, very unceremoniously told their clues to the indignant students.

As a result, he was immediately pushed to the forefront of the storm, but fortunately, he managed to leave the Mimicry Cultivation Ground by fishing in troubled waters.

The outside world was simply too dangerous.

A moment of carelessness and one might be kidnapped by extremists to be fed to the fish.

Therefore, Xuanyuan Sheng chose to go home; only a warm little home could soothe the rude side he had just witnessed.

As soon as he pushed open the Gate of Opening.

He saw Zhang Lexuan bending over and greeted her enthusiastically: "Sister Lexuan, have you finished all your business?"

Zhang Lexuan tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, the words she was about to say stuck in her throat.

On Xuanyuan Sheng's left cheek was a red lipstick mark; although the color had faded quite a bit, it was still very conspicuous.

Her heart skipped a beat.

Oh no... the house has been robbed...