Bibi Dong was Qian Xunji's disciple, possessing Innate Full Soul Power and Twin Martial Souls.
That matched the original story.
But what was going on with Qian Renxue?
In the original story, she should have been Bibi Dong's daughter.
Bibi Dong had been misled by Yu Xiaogang into betraying Spirit Hall and stealing its secrets. After the matter came to light, Qian Xunji had confined her in a secret chamber, where she gave birth to Qian Renxue.
Bibi Dong regarded her daughter as an abomination, and the mother and daughter were bitter enemies.
How had they become fellow disciples here?
And there was Ye Guyi.
She was a character from The Peerless Tang Sect, a descendant of Qian Renxue ten thousand years later and the owner of the Holy Angel Martial Soul.
How could she possibly appear in this era?
Yet right now, Qian Renxue called Bibi Dong Senior Sister, while Ye Guyi called Qian Renxue Second Senior Sister.
None of the memories lined up.
Qian Renxue was not a daughter, but a junior sister.
Ye Guyi had been forcibly dragged from ten thousand years in the future into the present.
Qian Xunji had already taken all three of them as disciples.
This world was wrong!
"What? Stunned by what you saw?" Qian Xunji asked with a smile, patting his shoulder.
Luo Jiuyou forcibly suppressed the turmoil in his heart, revealing no hint of it on his face. "Greetings, Senior Sisters."
Bibi Dong beamed and slapped Luo Jiuyou on the shoulder without restraint. "Hahahaha, Little Junior Brother is so polite! Don't worry, your Eldest Senior Sister will protect you!"
Qian Renxue withdrew her hand, a faint smile on her lips. She seemed quite pleased with this new toy called "Little Junior Brother."
Ye Guyi stood at the back without speaking, but there was a trace of gentleness in her gaze.
Watching the four children meet for the first time, Qian Xunji could not suppress the smile at the corners of his mouth.
Four children.
Two god-level martial souls, one Twin Martial Souls, and one super martial soul.
Spirit Hall's future was bright.
Old man, although my talent was lacking, this time—
I, Qian Xunji, would teach four gods!
Qian Xunji had never been stingy with his disciples.
With a casual point, he assigned the vacant palace at the deepest end of the eastern courtyard to Luo Jiuyou.
The interior was exquisitely furnished, far superior to the residences of ordinary disciples.
"You'll live here." Qian Xunji pointed to the left. "Your Eldest Senior Sister lives next door."
Bibi Dong flashed Luo Jiuyou a broad grin.
"Your Second Senior Sister is on the right."
Qian Renxue glanced over, her expression unchanged.
"Further down is your Third Senior Sister."
Ye Guyi gave a slight nod.
Before Luo Jiuyou could say anything, Bibi Dong rushed over and grabbed his sleeve. "Come on, come on! I'll show you around!"
Qian Renxue followed as well.
The two little girls were like a pair of excited sparrows, chattering as they flooded into his new residence.
Bibi Dong charged into every room to look around, even lifting the bedsheet to peek under the bed. Qian Renxue followed behind, looking everywhere before curling her lips. "It's passable. Not as big as mine."
Bibi Dong rolled her eyes. "Yours is the biggest room in all of Spirit Hall apart from Teacher's. Who could compare with you?"
Qian Renxue smugly lifted her chin and said nothing.
The two of them talked over each other, turning the spacious palace into a marketplace.
Ye Guyi did not run around with them. She merely stood quietly in the center of the main hall, looking around.
At last, her gaze fell upon the jujube tree outside the window, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.
Qian Xunji stood at the doorway, watching the three girls make a racket in his new disciple's territory. His mouth twitched.
He recalled his own childhood.
Living alone in such a large room had been cold and lonely, without even anyone to talk to.
But now, with four children gathered together, the eastern courtyard probably would never know peace again.
"Alright, alright." He clapped his hands. "Quiet down."
Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue finally settled down and obediently stood before him.
Qian Xunji cleared his throat and looked solemnly at his three female disciples.
"Tomorrow morning, bring your Little Junior Brother to my study.
I'll teach him the meditation method. He has only just awakened and understands nothing. As his senior sisters, pay more attention to him."
Bibi Dong patted her chest. "Don't worry, Teacher! Leave it to me!"
Qian Xunji glanced at her.
For some reason, that promise did not seem very reliable, though he could not say what was wrong with it.
"One more thing," he added. "Jiuyou still doesn't have his first soul ring. First make sure he practices the meditation method properly, so it will be easier for him to absorb a soul ring."
Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue agreed readily, nodding like chickens pecking grain.
Qian Xunji glanced at Bibi Dong again, wanting to say something but stopping himself. In the end, he sighed and turned away.
The instant Qian Xunji disappeared around the end of the corridor, Bibi Dong immediately changed her expression.
She turned around, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Luo Jiuyou. The corners of her lips slowly rose, and that smile looked unmistakably mischievous.
Qian Renxue tilted her head and studied her new junior brother.
"What are you two trying to do?"
Seeing the ill-intentioned looks in his two senior sisters' eyes, Luo Jiuyou had a bad feeling.
"Nothing." Bibi Dong stepped closer bit by bit. "It's just that... Little Junior Brother, isn't your face a little too pretty?"
She was telling the truth.
Luo Jiuyou was six years old, with frosty white hair like snow and features so exquisite they seemed unreal.
"Exactly." Qian Renxue leaned closer too. "Little Junior Brother, your face is softer than mine. That's not fair."
The two of them blocked Luo Jiuyou between them, one on each side.
Then—at the same time, they reached out and pinched his face.
Two small hands pinched his cheeks from either side and gently pulled outward.
Luo Jiuyou's face was pulled out of shape.
"Let go—"
"No." Bibi Dong pinched even more enthusiastically. "It feels so nice!"
"So soft, like cotton candy." Qian Renxue chimed in.
Ye Guyi stood to one side watching the scene, and the corner of her mouth twitched slightly.
"Junior Brother, be good. A junior brother's face is for his senior sisters to knead and pinch."
Bibi Dong's eyes gleamed with excitement.
Qian Renxue nodded as well. "That's right, that's right. Be good and let your senior sisters pinch your cheeks."
Bibi Dong and Qian Renxue both used their hands, happily pinching his face.
Luo Jiuyou's mouth twitched, and he immediately launched a counterattack.
He grabbed Qian Renxue's and Bibi Dong's cheeks with both hands.
The three of them pinched one another's faces, creating an utterly ridiculous scene.
"Pfft." Ye Guyi could not hold it in and laughed.
Bibi Dong was the first to react. Her face reddened as she let go and retreated two steps while covering her cheeks. "You! You actually dared to pinch your Senior Sister's face!"
"You pinched mine first."
Qian Renxue let go as well, rubbing her own cheeks. It seemed to be the first time anyone had pinched her face, and her expression was somewhat complicated.
"Alright, alright." Ye Guyi finally stepped forward to smooth things over. "Let Little Junior Brother rest properly. We have to get up early tomorrow."
She walked over to Luo Jiuyou and softly said, "Sleep early. See you tomorrow."
Then she pulled along Bibi Dong, who was still rubbing her face, and Qian Renxue, who seemed lost in thought. The three girls walked away, repeatedly looking back.
Luo Jiuyou stood at the doorway, watching his three senior sisters disappear at the end of the corridor, and let out a long breath.
"I have a feeling I'm going to suffer a lot in the future."