This Is My Little Sister

The Teleportation Array alone wasn't enough; the array could only bring Cang Lian out of its cage, but the trapping array within the venue would still bind Cang Lian, preventing this behemoth from escaping. However, Sang Ying had already planned for this, so she didn't mention it to her old friend.

In order to ensure the success of the escape plan, Sang Ying used the Dragon Abyss Sword to break several gaps in the chains binding Cang Lian.

The fierce fighting spirit above nearly made Cang Lian faint, but Jiang Zhuoxue intervened at the crucial moment to calm him down, which greatly improved his condition.

To prevent Cang Lian from being tortured to the point of exhaustion, Jiang Zhuoxue generously gave him a drop of her own blood.

Sang Ying had seen it; it was blood that had not been contaminated by Demonic Qi.

If Cang Lian were to obtain it, it would undoubtedly be of great benefit to him.

His generosity made Sang Ying glance at him several times on the way back.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I just want to do my part to save my people!" Jiang Zhuoxue turned her head away from Sang Ying's gaze and brushed her palm with her tail.

He remembered that Sang Ying had touched Cang Lian's claws with this hand before—tsk, the other party had never touched his claws.

"In any case, thank you very much, senior." Sang Ying knew that for Jiang Zhuoxue, who had suffered such pain, giving his blood to others was something he would absolutely dislike.

But he did it anyway in order to save Cang Lian.

At this moment, Sang Ying suddenly felt that even though he was not loved by the Dragon Race, he might always consider himself a member of the Dragon Race.

She hadn't forgotten her promise to Bai Qinglong to bring the Dragon Abyss Sword back to the Dragon Race. Perhaps when that day came, she could take Jiang Zhuoxue back with her and let him see his clan's territory.

Thinking this, Sang Ying had already returned to the ground. She only needed to get around the guards in front of her to return to the venue silently.

At that point, whatever unexpected events occur will be none of her concern.

But things just didn't go as planned. Sang Ying had already bypassed the guards with Jiang Zhuoxue's help, and just as she was about to step into the venue, someone loudly stopped her. "Stop!"

Sang Ying's brow twitched, but she showed no sign of stopping.

The man behind her quickly added, "Female cultivator in front, stop! If you don't stop, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Sang Ying closed her eyes briefly, then had no choice but to stop.

The man who ordered her to stop quickly approached, and with a slight bow of his head, he saw Sang Ying's delicate, sculpted face.

The man frowned slightly. "Who are you? Why didn't you stop when I told you to?"

"I'm a guest who came to the Dragon-Slaying Grand Assembly with an invitation. You only said to stop, but you didn't name me. How am I supposed to know you were calling me?" Sang Ying raised an eyebrow, instantly revealing her spoiled young lady aura.

"To be honest, I'm even more confused. I was just taking a stroll during a break from the grand event, so why was I stopped and interrogated? Is this how the Gong Household treats its guests?!"

Sang Ying's demeanor was extremely arrogant, but the man in front of her was not someone who could be easily intimidated.

He scoffed and said, "Miss, you're sharp-tongued, but two of my Gong Household's guards fainted the moment you stepped out. Could you explain that to me?"

Sang Ying was speechless, not expecting that the two guards' affair would be discovered so quickly.

"What does it have to do with me that your guards fainted? Does your Gong Household choose two useless people as guards, and I have to take responsibility for that?!" Sang Ying said with a face full of sarcasm. "Then I think you shouldn't be surnamed Gong anymore, you should be surnamed Diao instead."

"How dare you be so disrespectful to our young master!" Upon hearing this, the guards immediately jumped out to protect him.

It was only after hearing the guard's words that Sang Ying realized that the person in front of her was the eldest son of the Gong Household.

Upon closer inspection, this person does indeed bear some resemblance to the head of the Gong Household.

"So you're the young master of the Gong Household. I thought the Gong Household was a prestigious Aristocratic Clan, and their children's upbringing must be quite good. But seeing you today, I'm truly disappointed!" At this moment, Sang Ying was already prepared to make her move.

Her right hand rested on her Storage Bag, waiting only for a thought to summon the Floating River Sword.

Gong Chengsi, the eldest son of the Gong Chengsi Gong Household, was not a good-tempered person to begin with, and his face became even uglier after being ridiculed by Sang Ying.

Sang Ying's words hit his sore spot perfectly. Everyone in the entire Immortal Spirit Realm knew that the Gong Household's current status was due to sheer luck, and they were incomparable to the deeply rooted Jimo Household.

However, he has always been arrogant and self-important. Despite being inferior to Jimo Qing in every way, he insisted on competing with him. Unexpectedly, the more he competed, the more he lost. Now, Jimo Qing has begun to gradually take over the Jimo Household's businesses.

He was already the eldest son of the Gong Household with little real power, and in comparison, Gong Chengsi felt even more embarrassed.

Now that Sang Ying's words were so impolite, Gong Chengsi, seeing that she was an unfamiliar face and that her cultivation was only at the Golden Core, guessed that she wasn't a formidable character. He immediately decided to teach Sang Ying a lesson.

"No matter how you try to deny it, your whereabouts are a mystery. Even if you didn't knock out the guard, you're definitely not a good person. Men, seize her!"

Once Gong Chengsi the order, the other guards naturally dared not disobey and immediately stepped forward to arrest him.

Just as Sang Ying was about to draw her sword, another person suddenly barged into the chaotic situation.

"Little sister!"

The guards were taken aback, and several pairs of eyes turned to look at him. Just then, they saw the young man in the blue robe approaching with a gentle smile.

"Little sister, you said you were going out for a walk because it was stuffy inside, why haven't you come back yet?" Jimo Qing ignored the people around him and walked straight up to Sang Ying to ask.

A thousand thoughts flashed through Sang Ying's mind in an instant, but when she spoke, she followed Jimo Qing and said, "It's not that I don't want to go back, it's that someone doesn't want me to go back, brother."

Upon hearing the word "elder brother," Jimo Qing was initially taken aback, but then couldn't help but give Sang Ying a smile.

If his smile before had a hint of insincerity, then his smile now couldn't be more genuine.

"Young Master Jimo, are you saying this person is your sister?" Although Gong Chengsi was angry that the other party treated him like he was nothing, he still couldn't help but ask.

The man who was questioned turned around, looking suspicious. "This isn't my sister, is she yours?"

Gong Chengsi was speechless, and his expression turned ugly again.

"Speaking of which, I haven't yet asked the eldest son of the Gong Household why he kept my sister out of the door." Indeed, today Jimo Qing is determined to solidify his identity as the "elder brother"!

Jimo Qing maintained his composure perfectly, but Gong Chengsi still wouldn't give up. "When did Young Master Ji Mo acquire such a younger sister? I've never heard of her before. It seems the Jimo Household head has never mentioned having a daughter either!"

"So, you mean I also need to be informed in advance when my father and mother became dao companion, and when I was born?" Jimo Qing, who was always smiling, was known as the Smiling Yama. But when Jimo Qing turned cold, he was even more lethal.

Seeing that he seemed genuinely angry, Gong Chengsi had no choice but to grit his teeth and apologize, explaining that he hadn't meant it that way.

Sang Ying didn't want to escalate the situation, so she tugged at Jimo Qing's sleeve and whispered, "Brother, there's no need to argue with him. Why must we tell outsiders about our family matters? Instead of getting angry over him, let's go back to the venue. I'm really eager to see the Gong Household head slay the dragon!"

Seeing the meaningful look on her face, Jimo Qing guessed that she must have done something again.

Adhering to the principle of never missing a good show, he immediately agreed to Sang Ying's suggestion, "Then I'll go back with you and take a look!"

The two ignored Gong Chengsi once again and swaggered into the venue, leaving only two heartless backs to the furious Gong Chengsi.

He clenched his fists, secretly resentful. "Let you be happy for a while longer. There will come a time when you bow down to me, Jimo Qing!"

A note from the author:

Jimo Qing: Don't you have a younger sister? Why are you stealing someone else's sister?!

Gong Chengsi only has his younger brother: Well, I really don't have any!

Congratulations to Sang Ying on getting a new, cheaper brother!

See you tomorrow everyone! (Image of a bird flapping its wings)