"Xiao Mu's having a hard time holding back. Should I help him?"
The beautiful woman in a white dress rested her chin on one hand, while the other idly twirled a strand of dark hair over her shoulder. She seemed lost in thought.
Though she was still unmarried, she was hardly an innocent, ignorant girl.
She knew what hot-blooded young men thought about all day.
Especially Mu Chen, who was practically bursting with impatience in his current state.
When Aunt Jing left, she hadn't entrusted Xiao Mu to her.
But Ling Xi felt that, as his older sister, she ought to look after her younger brother.
In every way—his daily life, his cultivation, and his feelings.
As for how close they were, she had been raised by Aunt Jing herself, so she knew her inside and out. Ling Xi was confident that if she and Xiao Mu got together, Aunt Jing wouldn't object. She'd be delighted.
But if he didn't take the initiative to say anything, how was she, as his older sister, supposed to help him?
Silly Xiao Mu.
Ling Xi sighed inwardly, feeling a little aggrieved.
Mu Chen, who had drunk his fill of tea, had no idea what he'd missed.
Suddenly, he spoke. "Sister Ling Xi."
"Yes, Xiao Mu? Whatever you want—"
Ling Xi's heart tightened, and her voice turned gentle and alluring.
"The Northern Abyss Dragon Kun has broken through."
"Hm? Oh, that. I know."
The beautiful woman hurriedly brushed a strand of hair from her forehead, feigning composure.
Mu Chen looked surprised. "How did you know, Sister?"
"I told you: since I'm responsible for the operation of every Spirit Array in Northern Heavens, the Spiritual Academy holds few secrets from me."
"Besides, I've broken through too. It wasn't difficult to sense the Northern Abyss Dragon