Starting My Cultivation With Time Management-Chapter 892 - 32: Senior Sister, You Wouldn’t Want That Either
Chapter 892 -32: Senior Sister, You Wouldn’t Want That Either
Seeing that An Zhisu was already wavering, Ling Yunpo quickly pressed his advantage:
“If Senior Sister can ascend to the Nascent Soul Realm, perhaps those people gossiping about us as senior sister and junior brother will have fewer things to say?”
“But…” An Zhisu insisted stubbornly, “This is your fortuitous opportunity, Junior Brother. As a senior sister, how can I take advantage of your chance?”
“I have no use for this opportunity anyway!” Ling Yunpo was starting to get a headache. Wasn’t Senior Sister usually quite agreeable? Why was she so stubborn about matters where she stood to benefit?
“Even if you don’t need it, I still can’t take it from you!” An Zhisu refused to budge.
“Ugh, Senior Sister!” Ling Yunpo was both amused and exasperated. “What does it matter whose opportunity it is? Either way, for Master, it’s either for you or for me!”
“But it’s already been given to you now, hasn’t it?” An Zhisu persisted.
“I’m begging you, Senior Sister!”
“No!”
The two of them argued noisily inside the cave, their voices echoing back repeatedly, leaving Ling Yunpo dizzy and frustrated. Finally, he snapped:
“If Senior Sister doesn’t want this Dragon Blood Pill, then I’ll just throw it away!”
“Go ahead and throw it.” An Zhisu said coldly, “It’s your own item. If you throw it away, that’s your freedom.”
“I’m not throwing it away.” Ling Yunpo changed his tone. “I’ll eat it myself! Then when the Tai Yin Suming Sword turns on me and abandons me, it’ll all be Senior Sister’s fault!”
“Enough already.” The Suming Sword couldn’t help interjecting, “Using me as an excuse is one thing, but now you’re even dragging me into your couple’s quarrel? That’s going too far!”
“You!” An Zhisu was both agitated and exasperated.
If her junior brother lost the title of Tai Yin Sword Master due to their argument, she would never forgive herself.
However, being threatened like this by her junior brother also made her feel as if her seniority and dignity had vanished… Fine, fine, anyway, whether it’s cultivation progress or swordsmanship, she’s already been surpassed by him.
Seeing that An Zhisu was silent, Ling Yunpo cautiously probed:
“Senior Sister, you also don’t want me to lose the title of Tai Yin Sword Master, right?”
“That’s enough, okay?” An Zhisu murmured, her tone a mix of pleading and pouting. “Fine… Whatever you want, just do it.”
Ling Yunpo was overjoyed and immediately pulled Senior Sister along further into the cave. Before long, they arrived at a mystical pool of water.
The pool appeared lifeless, but wisps of white mist were rising above it.
Looking closely, countless tiny ice crystals floated on the surface of the water, releasing a continuous thread of cold vapor, as delicate and endless as silk.
“Alright, Senior Sister.” Ling Yunpo said with a smile. “Take the Dragon Blood Pill and then enter the pool.”
But An Zhisu didn’t move.
“Go on, go on.” Ling Yunpo coaxed her from behind, as if coaxing a child. “Here, I’ll help you put on the Warm Jade of the Ages… Wow, it looks so nice on Senior Sister’s neck!”
Half-pushed, half-pulled, An Zhisu reluctantly swallowed the Dragon Blood Pill and entered the water. Under the stimulation of the Dragon Blood’s medicinal effects, her skin under her robe gradually turned a flushed crimson.
Ling Yunpo stood nearby as her protector, when suddenly the Kunlun Mirror spoke up:
“I didn’t expect you to be so considerate.”
“I’m always generous with my own people.” Ling Yunpo replied smugly.
“But have you thought about this?” the Kunlun Mirror mocked, “When one day Senior Sister An’s strength skyrockets and she finds out you have four lovers outside, will she take up a sword and personally hunt you down?”
“Impossible!” Ling Yunpo scoffed disdainfully. “Once I get the Heaven-Mending Stone fragment here in Shushan, I’ll fake my death and disappear, okay?”
“By then, Senior Sister will only weep and mourn at my grave, living with regret for the rest of her life. Where will she find the chance to hunt me down?”
“Heh, if you’re happy, that’s all that matters.”
“What’s that supposed to mean?” Ling Yunpo asked suspiciously. “Are you planning to mess me up?”
“I didn’t say that.” The Kunlun Mirror quickly denied. “I just think that your Senior Sister won’t fall into your trap so easily—after all, she possesses Sword Heart Clarity!”
“So what if she does?” Ling Yunpo snorted coldly. “Without enough experience in dealing with people, she’s nothing but a fool, alright?”
The Kunlun Mirror said nothing more.
Anyway, it had already done its duty to remind him. Whatever happened next—whether Senior Sister An remained in the dark and heartbroken, or accidentally, coincidentally discovered some clues—had nothing to do with it anymore! Hahahahaha…
After an unknown amount of time, An Zhisu finally opened her eyes.
The dual torment of ice and fire was undoubtedly an excruciating ordeal for most people, but her mind was filled with bitterness over being threatened and bullied by her junior brother. The physical pain, by comparison, was nothing but an insignificant trifle.
Moreover, with the Warm Jade of the Ages protecting her, she wasn’t truly harmed. At this moment, she rose gracefully, shaking off the water droplets clinging to her body.
Ling Yunpo’s gaze froze in place. Although cultivators weren’t bothered by trivialities like wet clothes leading to colds, physical properties were still physical properties—wet clothes turned semi-transparent, clinging to the body, outlining her figure…
“Turn around!” An Zhisu snapped, realizing in embarrassment, her voice both shy and angry.
Ling Yunpo obediently turned his back.
“No using Divine Sense to scan!” An Zhisu commanded again, while pulling out the Flying Smoke Sword to use its Fire System Daoist Magic to dry her clothes and hair.
“Senior Sister, Divine Sense scanning doesn’t see those kinds of details.” Ling Yunpo reminded her.
“I don’t care! No Divine Sense scanning!” An Zhisu stubbornly insisted, bordering on unreasonable.
“I promise not to use Divine Sense scanning.” Ling Yunpo earnestly replied, still facing away from her.
Then he whispered to the Kunlun Mirror:
“Ah Jing! Quick, record Senior Sister’s current state for me! I want high-res detail, understand?”
The Kunlun Mirror pretended not to hear him.
After drying her clothes, An Zhisu checked her cultivation progress and let out a sigh.
Even though her cultivation had advanced, why did she feel so troubled inside?
“Senior Sister, you know what to say to Master when we get back, right?” Ling Yunpo confirmed.
If it were his wife Liuli, she would’ve understood without him even having to remind her, and might have even proactively come up with an excuse.
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But as for Senior Sister An, Ling Yunpo didn’t trust her instincts, so he had to prearrange the story with her.
“Hmm…” An Zhisu frowned, contemplating, “Wouldn’t it be that you used the Tai Yin Sword Master’s title to coerce me into taking the Dragon Blood Pill?”
“Absolutely not!” Ling Yunpo was horrified and immediately corrected her. “It’s because the Tai Yin Suming Sword suddenly declared that I had to rely on my own strength to break through, so I gave the Dragon Blood Pill to Senior Sister! Senior Sister originally refused to benefit from this, but under my relentless pleading, she finally agreed out of helplessness!”
Seeing his frightened expression, An Zhisu’s earlier resentment from being coerced was somewhat alleviated. She returned to her gentle demeanor and nodded lightly, saying:
“Fine… let’s say it was due to your relentless pleading.”
