My Own Little Sister Was Mine to Raise

Qian Nuo had already sensed Qian Daoliu's presence approaching.

Now, hearing his words, he slowly raised his head. His pale red eyes regarded Qian Daoliu with utter indifference, and their gazes met.

In his eyes, that old bastard was no good either. He had wanted to kill Qian Nuo before he was even born.

Back when he was still a fetus, he had sensed the malicious killing intent directed at him.

In the past six years, he had never met him once, and their relationship had grown even more strained.

Although Qian Nuo had spent those six years in the Worship Hall, he had lived in the grounds of his father's villa.

Everyone who owned a villa within the Worship Hall had a vast area of their own, at least ten thousand meters. The villa itself occupied only about a thousand square meters, and even that was a multistory building.

The remaining nine thousand square meters were planted with many plants and had a large fishpond where many things were raised.

Qian Nuo had lived there for six years.

Even without deliberately cultivating, his strength would grow as he got older.

So he had spent those years reading.

He had read every book in Spirit Hall, amassing a wealth of knowledge in his mind.

He also had several sets of methods for using Martial Souls and Soul Rings.

All that remained was to test them.

For six years, Qian Daoliu had taught Qian Renxue, lavishing all his affection on her alone.

Now that he saw Qian Nuo again, Qian Daoliu made no attempt to hide his disgust.

Especially now that the evil presence emanating from the boy was so powerful.

If he were not his own grandson, he truly would have struck him down with a sword.

Of course, he would not do that unless he had absolutely no choice.

Because he did not know just how strong Qian Nuo was now.

Qian Nuo withdrew the evil presence around him, shoved his hands into his pockets, and turned to walk outside.

Qian Xunji gave Qian Nuo a complicated look but said nothing.

"Not a word of what happened today is to get out, or you will bear the consequences!"

"Have someone come and rebuild the bedchamber!"

Qian Daoliu spoke coldly.

"Yes!" Everyone there was smart enough to understand.

"Xiao Xue, come back with me," Qian Daoliu said as he came up to Qian Renxue.

"No, I want to play with Brother Qian Nuo."

Qian Renxue shook her head.

Then she turned and ran over to Qian Nuo.

Qian Daoliu did not stop her. After struggling with himself, he sighed.

The two were brother and sister, after all.

In truth, he had a strong selfish desire: he did not want Qian Renxue and Qian Nuo to get along too well.

After all, light and evil stood on opposite sides, and they might well become enemies in the future.

The closer they were now, the greater the obstacle would be in the future.

But he did not want his granddaughter to be sad, so he turned a blind eye.

"Don't forget the Martial Soul Awakening in three days."

With those words, Qian Daoliu shot into the sky and left.

Before long, the people around them dispersed.

"Aren't you afraid of me? I did give that mother of yours a beating," Qian Nuo asked, glancing at Qian Renxue beside him.

"Brother, you were standing up for Xiao Xue, so Xiao Xue isn't afraid. But your methods were so cruel, you scared Xiao Xue. Could you not be so cruel in the future?"

Qian Renxue murmured beside Qian Nuo, a trace of complaint in her voice before it turned into a tentative request.

Qian Nuo glanced at the girl and said calmly, "Depends."

"Brother, why does Mommy hate Xiao Xue so much? And why did she call us abominations?" Qian Renxue asked, feeling wronged.

It was Qian Nuo who had told her that her mother would not like her flowers and would scold her.

So he must know something.

"Silly Xue, there are some things you're better off not knowing yet." Qian Nuo raised a hand and rubbed Qian Renxue's little head.

"Brother, you called me Silly Xue again! Xiao Xue isn't silly at all!"

Qian Renxue puffed out her cheeks.

"You're not silly? If you weren't, you wouldn't have disobeyed me and run over there to suffer. If I hadn't been there, your face would still be hurting," Qian Nuo said calmly.

For a moment, Qian Renxue had no reply.

"Brother Qian Nuo, what was that technique you used to make Xiao Xue stop hurting right away? Can you teach Xiao Xue? Thank you, Brother~"

Qian Renxue's eyes darted around, and she quickly grabbed Qian Nuo's arm and acted coquettishly.

Qian Nuo held out his hand and looked at his palm. "It's a talent I was born with, called Cursed Technique Reversal. You can't learn it, and I can't teach it to you," he said calmly.

He then asked, "Will you give her another present next time?"

"All right~" Qian Renxue was deeply disappointed that she could not get what she wanted.

At his question, she shook her head. "No, I won't give her anything anymore! I won't acknowledge her as my mother either!"

"Come on, let's go back. I'll teach you something else."

"Mm-hmm, okay~"

For the past six years, Qian Nuo had been organizing the combat techniques in his mind and his understanding of controlling power.

Now that he had time today, he would pass these things on to Qian Renxue.

In the past, she had spent most of her time cultivating with Qian Daoliu. The siblings had rarely seen each other, but their bond remained.

Qian Renxue had a great talent for learning.

In just three days, she learned the combat techniques and could use them smoothly.

The two of them spent all three days together, even when they slept.

It was Qian Renxue who had asked to sleep with Qian Nuo.

Only then did she feel safe.

She depended on Qian Nuo a great deal.

"Brother, isn't Xiao Xue amazing? I learned it in three days!"

In a vast bamboo grove, Qian Nuo sat cross-legged, breathing in and out.

This was also the power-guidance method she had worked out as the most suitable for herself, drawing on the books and guidance methods she had read over six years.

Relying on his exceptional intelligence, he constantly adjusted it during cultivation.

"Come on, I'll spar with you."

Qian Nuo opened his eyes and stood up.

Qian Renxue did not hold back and took the initiative to attack him.

The main purpose was to improve her practical combat ability and experience.

As Ryomen Sukuna's heir, he had mastered combat experience and techniques with which he was extremely familiar.

He pointed out Qian Renxue's many openings and weaknesses, helping her correct them.

After an hour, Qian Renxue was drenched in sweat and panting for breath, too exhausted to do anything but lie on the ground.

Qian Nuo, meanwhile, floated in the air, his expression calm and not a damn thing wrong with him.

That was the enormous difference between them.

Qian Nuo looked at the little girl lying on the ground, gasping for breath, and said calmly, "Your physical fitness isn't good enough. A strong person needs more than powerful Soul Power; their physique must also measure up. Otherwise, they're all show and not truly strong."

"Looks like cultivating with that old bastard hasn't done you much good. Why don't you cultivate with me from now on?" Qian Nuo said.

His own little sister was his to raise.

After all, the Douluo Continent's system was ultimately very weak.

His power system was the powerful one!

People with badass Martial Souls in particular focused on cultivating Soul Power and rarely paid attention to training their bodies.

The body was the foundation of everything. If someone had even abandoned their own body, their strength was nothing but a joke.

"But will Grandpa agree?" Qian Renxue was tempted.

"Tell me about the cultivation he's taught you over the past six years," Qian Nuo said calmly.

"Brother Qian Nuo, you can't call Grandpa that. He's your grandpa too! It's rude of you!! You have to stop!!" Qian Renxue pointed at him and said with a pout.

"You're telling me what to do? Point your finger at me again, and I'll break it."

"I hate it when people point things at me."

"Have some respect for your elders!"

Qian Nuo's expression turned cold, and his chilling, icy eyes fixed on Qian Renxue.

Qian Renxue's breath caught, and her hair stood on end. She immediately withdrew her hand and lowered her head in fear. Feeling wronged, she said, "Xiao Xue wouldn't dare. Xiao Xue was wrong. Brother, please don't be mad at Xiao Xue, boo-hoo-hoo. I'm sorry, Brother."