Chapter 17: An Unexpected Encounter and Stirring Emotions

As the final battle concluded, the Heavenly Ranking Martial Arts Competition drew to a close.

Within the Treasure Pavilion, Qin Yangjun casually selected a few items, contemplating how he might present them to Hua Yaoyao to further cultivate her goodwill.

He also tucked away some magical artifacts he barely recognized, almost as an afterthought.

Ordinarily, there were strict limitations on the rewards one could claim.

However, the items Qin Yangjun chose were not particularly valuable, prompting the accompanying Elder to turn a blind eye.

Moreover, this place had become almost like Qin Yangjun’s own home; with a simple word to his Sect Leader sister, he could claim anything from the first two floors, rendering any attempt to stop him utterly pointless.

Following a brief closing ceremony, the Heavenly Ranking Martial Arts Competition officially concluded.

Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Qin Yangjun returned to his private mountain estate.

No sooner had he arrived than Qin Yangjun retrieved the storage pouch brimming with his rewards.

“Ling’er, could you do something for me?”

“Young Master, please speak.”

“Take this storage pouch to Junior Sister Hua.”

“Yes, Young Master.”

Ah Ling solemnly accepted the storage pouch, and in the blink of an eye, she vanished.

Her speed was so astonishing that even Qin Yangjun failed to discern the direction of her departure.

‘Come to think of it, Ah Ling’s bloodline must be close to awakening…’

Qin Yangjun murmured to himself.

Ah Ling was a year younger than him, yet she was a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator, her formidable strength stemming primarily from her inherited bloodline.

Had her bloodline been purer, she would have been even more powerful.

Mu Xianxian had appointed her as Qin Yangjun’s attendant not only to oversee his daily life but also to protect him.

Many intriguing matters surrounded Ah Ling, but there was no need to delve into them now; he decided it was best to handle the immediate tasks at hand.

Such as getting a proper night’s sleep.

At this thought, Qin Yangjun yawned; already sleep-deprived, and having just fought a battle, he was now utterly exhausted.

However, as Qin Yangjun pushed open his room door, he discovered an unexpected figure seated in the very center of the chamber.

“Sister? What are you doing here?”

Qin Yangjun gazed at Mu Xianxian before him, astonishment etched on his face; they had only just parted, so why had his sister appeared at his doorstep again?

“What, am I not welcome, dear brother?”

Mu Xianxian deliberately maintained a stern expression.

Qin Yangjun chuckled softly.

“Sister, what are you saying? Might there be something you wish to discuss with your younger brother in private?”

As he spoke, Qin Yangjun poured tea for Mu Xianxian.

Mu Xianxian observed Qin Yangjun’s profile, her gaze growing increasingly peculiar; her younger brother used to hold a degree of apprehension towards her, unlike his current easygoing demeanor.

Moreover, the facade he once maintained in her presence had completely vanished.

‘Why does it feel as if he’s become a different person?’

At this thought, Mu Xianxian’s expression darkened.

Her spiritual sense directly unfolded, surging towards Qin Yangjun.

Confronted by such an abrupt assault from a Tribulation Transcendence realm expert, Qin Yangjun had no hope of reacting.

He was, at that very moment, pouring tea for Mu Xianxian.

The next second, as his soul was struck, Qin Yangjun’s head swam, his body stumbled, and he toppled forward…

With Mu Xianxian’s power in the Tribulation Transcendence realm, examining Qin Yangjun’s soul required less than half a breath.

Yet, Qin Yangjun was simply Qin Yangjun; his soul had not been invaded by anyone. He had merely awakened memories of his past life.

‘Hmm… no issues…’

A hint of doubt lingered in Mu Xianxian’s mind, but by the time she regained her composure, her younger brother was already falling towards her.

A soft thud echoed.

A fragrant scent permeated Qin Yangjun’s nostrils; opening his eyes, he found Mu Xianxian’s face mere inches away.

His sister truly possessed breathtaking beauty; her delicate face, like an intricately carved jade pendant, and her clear eyes, reminiscent of a pristine spring, were further enhanced by a faint red eyeshadow at their corners, adding an unusual allure to her features…

Qin Yangjun found himself staring blankly, so much so that he failed to realize his hand had landed in an inappropriate spot.

At this moment, Mu Xianxian was also utterly flustered, experiencing such close contact with a man for the very first time.

Feeling an inexplicable warmth against her chest and seeing Qin Yangjun’s handsome face so close, her heart began to pound frantically.

A blush instantly bloomed across her cheeks.

However, in just a breath or two, Qin Yangjun snapped back to his senses, realizing his hand was resting where it shouldn’t be, and he quickly stood up.

“Cough, cough… I’m not sure what happened, I felt a bit dizzy. Sister, are you alright?”

Qin Yangjun was at a loss for an explanation, bewildered by the sudden onset of dizziness.

He then moved to help Mu Xianxian up.

At this, a flicker of inexplicable panic crossed Mu Xianxian’s face; with a rush of fragrant wind, she instantly reappeared behind Qin Yangjun.

“I’m fine. It seems you’re tired from today’s battle. Get some good rest.”

As soon as the words left her lips, before Qin Yangjun could even turn around, Mu Xianxian vanished from the spot.

Qin Yangjun looked at the chair lying on the ground, rubbing his fingers together as he recalled an anime he had watched in his previous life.

Had he just become a ‘lucky pervert’ himself?

After a brief moment of fleeting thoughts, a hint of confusion arose within Qin Yangjun, and he couldn’t help but glance towards the door.

‘So what exactly did she come here for?’

Meanwhile, high in the sky, Mu Xianxian covered her face with one hand and clutched her heart with the other, feeling as if it might leap from her chest.

She had intended to ask about his methods during the martial arts arena today, so how had things spiraled into this?

In that fleeting moment, she had realized that her younger brother was no longer the child who used to trail behind her; he had grown up.

He was even taller than her now.

Mu Xianxian, proud throughout her life, had never experienced such intimate contact with a man before, and to her surprise, it was with her own younger brother. What, then, was this chaotic emotion stirring within her?

Mu Xianxian’s mind grew increasingly muddled, yet that scene continued to replay in her thoughts.

To calm herself, she plunged directly into the nearest lake.

The icy lake water brought a measure of calm to Mu Xianxian, but seeing her drenched reflection on the surface, she couldn’t help but cover her face.

When had she ever appeared so disheveled?

To look like that in front of her younger brother—it was simply too embarrassing.

‘Could it be… Mu Xianxian, Ah Mu Xianxian, that is your younger brother…’

‘But Jun’er and I are not blood-related, it seems… No! No!…’

Panicked once more, Mu Xianxian submerged herself in the water again.

This time, Mu Xianxian finally calmed down completely. After casting aside her jumbled thoughts, she went to a pavilion by the lake and used spiritual energy to dry her clothes.

Though she had regained her composure, she had no inclination to return to her own sleeping quarters.

The full moon in the sky stirred Mu Xianxian’s memories; twelve years ago, it was on such a night that she had found Qin Yangjun.

He had been severely injured then, and out of a sudden surge of kindness, she had brought him back to the Yuqian Sect for treatment.

When he awoke and was asked about his origins, the people and places he mentioned were utterly unfamiliar.

Twelve years had passed in a blink, and that small child had now grown into a dashing young man.

She wondered if he ever missed home, and how he truly viewed her—as a sister? A benefactor? Or… something else?

A gust of autumn wind swept through, rustling Mu Xianxian’s hair, and her thoughts drifted far away with it…

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