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"Sister Liuli, are you going back to Sichuan for the Spring Festival this year? When are you going back? How about we go together when I have my holiday?"

A moon-white Panamera drove into the Spring and Autumn Mansion.

The Martial Saint sat in the back row, chattering on and on.

Time really flies.

He missed Gou Dan a little.

"do not know."

Upon hearing this answer, the Martial Saint was not surprised. Instead, he leaned on the front seat and earnestly instructed her in the tone of an elder, "Sister Liuli, you need to learn to make your own decisions now."

He made a fist gesture, raised his arm high, and said with great emotion, "You must take control of your own life."

Duanmu Liuli ignored him.

The Martial Saint, used to this, didn't take it seriously and continued to nag, "Why has Sister Shurui been away on business for so long this time? Do you know when she'll be back?"

Feelings really do develop over time.

You should know that at the beginning, this kid was hostile towards Li Shurui.

Duanmu Liuli drove quietly without saying a word, focusing on his job as a driver. This guy could find a thousand topics to talk about along the way; if you tried to chat with him, you'd run out of things to say.

A teenager is a teenager; he has too much energy.

The Panamera slowed down, and as soon as it stopped, Wu Sheng picked up his backpack, pushed open the door and got out of the car without thinking, completely unaware of the look in Liu Li's eyes from the driver's seat.

As he instinctively headed towards the gate, he realized something was wrong. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a figure, and it looked very familiar.

"sister?"

He stared intently, and his heart skipped a beat.

That's right.

Who else could it be but my older sister standing there?

Duanmu Liuli stepped out of the car, dressed in jeans and white sneakers, looking beautiful and fresh. Her waist-length hair was as black as ink. Although she wasn't as breathtaking as when she wore the Taoist robe, she was still captivating.

Every time Sister Liuli came to pick him up, Wu Sheng could enjoy the feeling of being the center of attention. His "family background" played a significant role in making him a popular figure at school.

"Open the door."

"Oh oh."

The Martial Saint dared not delay. He slung his satchel over his shoulder and then took two steps at a time, almost running to the door.

"Sister, come in quickly."

Lan Peizhi walked into the mansion, who had suddenly appeared at the door.

The Martial Saint stood by the door like a doorman, and only after his older sister passed by did he immediately wink at Duanmu Liuli.

The weasel bows to the chicken...

Pooh.

It's far too early to send New Year's greetings now.

They wouldn't visit the temple unless they had a specific reason.

He has been living in Donghai for almost a year, but his older sister has only visited a handful of times, so how could this not arouse suspicion?

Duanmu Liuli certainly couldn't give him any hints. She remained silent, her face as still as a mirror, and then walked through the gate.

The Martial Saint adjusted his backpack, remained calm, and went inside, closing the door behind him.

"Sis, you didn't have to wait too long, did you?"

The Martial Saint was very sensible and took ownership of the situation, serving tea and water to his older sister, and he didn't neglect Duanmu Liuli either.

"You're here to see Brother Jiang Chen, right? He hasn't come back yet."

Isn't that obvious?

There are people at home who need to wait outside.

Where is Li Shurui?

"what?"

The martial arts master, who was holding two glasses of plain water, was taken aback.

Could it be that they've come to see Sister Shurui?

how is this possible.

It was probably just a casual question.

Wu Sheng suppressed the wild thoughts in his mind and explained, "Sister Shurui went on a business trip a while ago and hasn't come back yet. Sister, have some water."

Lan Peizhi didn't take it. Instead, she turned to look at the quiet Duanmu Liuli and said, "Here's your stuff back."

The martial arts master's gaze froze, and only then did he notice that his older sister hadn't come empty-handed; she was carrying a box.

What is this?

Lan Peizhi handed it directly to him.

The Martial Saint raised the two glasses of water she was holding, indicating that she didn't have any hands to take them, and said, "Sister, please sit down."

An antique wooden box with a rich texture was placed on the coffee table, and Lan Peizhi took her seat.

"real or fake."

The Taoist nun was still naive; she was actually still waiting for the result.

"See for yourself."

Lan Peizhi picked up the water glass, not wanting to disappoint her younger brother's good intentions.

The Martial Saint examined the extraordinary wooden box and tentatively asked again, "Sister Liuli, what is this?"

Duanmu Liuli didn't explain. She walked over, picked up the wooden box, and then opened it.

The yellow cloth that was used to wrap it was still there.

Duanmu Liuli lifted the yellow cloth, leaving the item untouched and returned it to its rightful owner, except for a palm-sized plastic-sealed authentication report.

The martial saint, who had been staring at him expectantly, was stunned, his face involuntarily contorting and twisting.

#＊＊&!

Looking at that uniquely shaped thing, for some reason, a shocking idea suddenly popped into his mind!

"Oh my god! This can't be..."

This shows how heavy those four words are for the Chinese nation; even with this kid's uninhibited personality, he couldn't bring himself to say them.

Duanmu Liuli picked up the appraisal report with one hand; the print was small, but still legible.

The result is beyond doubt.

fake.

That's right.

The two words were clearly printed on the appraisal report. They were straightforward and easy to understand, without using more elegant written terms like "counterfeit."

—I was scammed.

But Duanmu Liuli remained calm and was about to reassemble the jade seal when the Martial Saint rushed over in a panic, his pupils dilated. "Sister Liuli, can I take a look?"

The Taoist nun was not stingy and handed over the jade seal.

The martial arts master nervously took it with both hands, examining it carefully from all angles, looking at it with X-ray vision, scrutinizing the chipped corners, and then focusing on the bottom.

By the mandate of Heaven, may your life be long and prosperous!
Even if he couldn't recognize all of them, he still knew what those eight characters meant!
In that instant, he shuddered, and then said in a deep and majestic voice: "I have received the mandate of Heaven, inherited the great achievements of my ancestors, and ascended the throne. Now that I have ascended the great throne, I proclaim to the world that all who obey Heaven will be safe and those who defy Heaven will perish. Together with you all people, let us usher in a prosperous era!"

"..."

"..."

The mansion was completely quiet.

The Martial Saint didn't take it seriously, stroking the jade seal with obvious delight.

"lay down."

The Way of Lanpei.

"Bold."

The Martial Saint seemed to have become a different person. It was unclear whether he had been possessed or by some mysterious power. He turned around, looked down at the emperor, his bloodline suppression broken, and said with a chilling and majestic voice: "How dare you speak to me like that?"

Lampe's silence.

The Martial Saint raised both hands, holding the imperial seal above the sky, and declared, "I, the supreme ruler, reign over all under heaven. Why don't you all pay your respects!"

juvenile.

There are some things you just can't control!
"Shh-"

My eyelids twitched, and my older sister, who had just been sitting on the sofa, was now standing in front of me.

The Martial Saint's pupils trembled, and the fear ingrained in his genes reawakened his reason. "Sister, sister..."

He hurriedly begged for mercy, but it was too late. His 1.7-meter frame almost tumbled in the air, crashed onto the sofa, continued rolling, and finally fell to the ground, seeing stars.

As for the imperial seal, it had long since left his hands and returned to that delicate, white hand.

Duanmu Liuli stood by and watched, seemingly oblivious.

She had warned her about this before.

I once said that someone was very fierce.

Taoism is not Buddhism.

I won't be a pushover.

You reap what you sow.

After a long while, the martial saint, who was completely disoriented, managed to struggle to his feet, clutching his chest and coughing uncontrollably.

Indeed.

He brought this on himself.

But my older sister is too ruthless!

It was just a joke.

"Sister, cough cough, I'm your brother, do you have to be so..." Before he could finish the word "heavy," the Martial Saint's eyes suddenly widened.

"Bang!"

The Imperial Seal of the State was violently smashed to the ground and shattered into pieces in an instant!

The Martial Saint froze, his heart pounding like a bull, his eyelids twitching violently, and he dared not utter another word!
Regardless of whether the jade seal is real or fake, he is certain of one thing: his older sister is not joking with him.

She really lost her temper.

Is it really necessary?

The Martial Saint didn't quite understand, but that didn't stop him from daring to breathe too loudly.

"Is it fun?"

Lan Pei asked, "What I'm asking is that there are fragments of the imperial seal beneath my feet. Even if they're fake, they're still priceless."

The alarm bells in Martial Saint's mind had gone off to the highest level; it's no exaggeration to say that goosebumps rose all over his body.

Even though his older sister showed no anger on her face, he felt an unprecedented sense of panic.

"I was wrong."

Face is nothing. The Martial Saint immediately backed down and acted pitiful. Just a moment ago he was the supreme ruler, but now he wished he could kneel down to him.

Simultaneously.

He was utterly baffled.

Although my older sister has a bad temper, she doesn't explode easily. As her own sibling, he knows his limits. The joke he made earlier shouldn't have made her so angry.

Regardless of the reason, saving one's life is the most important thing right now.

"Wrong? Aren't you the emperor? How could an emperor be wrong?"

The Martial Saint increasingly sensed that something was amiss. With a forced smile, he slowly retreated towards Duanmu Liuli.

"Sis, I was just trying to make you happy."

"You think you're very funny."

Feeling deeply wronged, the Martial Saint was filled with remorse. He didn't know why he had lit the powder keg. If he could turn back time, he would never have done such a stupid thing!

Screw being ordained by Heaven.

Who rules the world with dead things?

You have to be strong yourself to forge iron.

Do you really think you can claim to be all-powerful just because you're holding a piece of jade?

Even a lowly soldier could cut you down!

The Martial Saint chuckled awkwardly, but thankfully he had successfully retreated to Sister Liuli's side, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Luckily, there was an adult at home, otherwise he would have been in real trouble.

Duanmu Liuli was very loyal. After all, the couple were both very busy, and she and the Martial Saint relied on each other most of the time, which fostered a certain affection between them. Therefore, when faced with the Martial Saint seeking support, Duanmu Liuli did not shy away but instead confronted the Blood Guanyin, who clearly had ill intentions.

"This is mine."

Yes.

It's perfectly natural for an older sister to discipline her younger brother, and outsiders have no right to interfere, but she shouldn't smash other people's things.

The Martial Saint also thought it made perfect sense, but he only dared to nod in his heart and dared not show it on the surface, for fear of accidentally causing a fatal disaster.

He smelled it.

My sister is acting very strangely today; something seems off.

"I'll compensate you."

The genuine Imperial Seal of the State is unique, but if it's a fake...

If the Fujiwara family could replicate it, then Lan Peizhi certainly could too.
"Senior sister, you shouldn't have done that."

Duanmu Liuli's main goal was probably not compensation, but rather a reminder.

Cultivating the Tao is nothing more than cultivating the mind.

Regardless of whether it's right or wrong to randomly smash other people's things.

Extreme anger or joy both run counter to the path of cultivation.

"Who are you to lecture me?"

Look.

She wasn't wrong, was she?

That's really fierce.

Duanmu Liuli fell silent. No matter what, she was the junior sister, and disobeying her senior sister was a great disrespect.

"Sister, it's all my fault."

The Martial Saint is grateful. Sister Liuli protected him, so he naturally couldn't just stand by and watch the conflict between his fellow disciples escalate. Fear is a human instinct, and courage is the hymn of humanity.

His whole body ached as he looked at the irreparable fragments on the ground. "This loss is on me. I'll compensate Sister Liuli."

He's starting to look like a real man.

He has a strong sense of responsibility.

only……

"Can you afford to pay for it?"

"Just because I can't afford to pay now doesn't mean I can't afford to pay in the future, as long as Sister Liuli gives me time."

As the aggrieved party, Duanmu Liuli remained silent, indicating that she was willing to make an exception.

For those who are detached from worldly affairs, all material possessions, regardless of their value, are fleeting and transient.

Why should she give you time?

Upon hearing this, the Martial Saint was almost certain that it had little to do with him; his older sister was probably here to "cause trouble" today.

Otherwise, since the item belongs to Sister Liuli and she doesn't object, why is my older sister still making such a fuss?

I haven't done anything wrong recently...

Moreover, the Martial Saint is self-aware; he doesn't deserve his older sister's personal visit to cause him trouble.

and so.

My older sister's target isn't him.

He was just a scapegoat, foolishly walking into the line of fire.

The situation has become clear.

So who is the real "victim"?
The answer is self-evident.

"Sis, how about this, let's go out for dinner and talk slowly."

This kid is truly grateful. After figuring out what was going on, instead of harboring resentment for being caught in the crossfire, he used a diversionary tactic to lure his older sister away while she was away.

But his sincere efforts were destined to be in vain.

"Miss Lan?"

A surprised voice rang out.

The Martial Saint's heart skipped a beat, and he slowly turned his head.

good news.

It wasn't someone who came back.

bad news.

It was Li Shurui who returned.

Li Shurui, who had just returned from Shacheng, walked into her home and was surprised to find that there were guests at home, and Lan Peizhi, whom she rarely saw.

She then noticed the Martial Saint's unusual expression and the way the two were "standing in confrontation".

"What broke?"

As she got closer, the broken pieces on the ground came into her view.

busy.

I'm just too busy.

I just finished dealing with things in Shacheng, and now trouble has arisen at home.

"N-nothing, I'll clean it up."

What a jinx!
The Martial Saint wished he could slap himself; he should have known better than to chat in the car.

"I didn't expect Sister Shurui to return so conveniently," Wu Sheng hurriedly said, his heart pounding. His older sister's condition today was unusually strange, and he was afraid that she might also be "implicated".

Lanpei's gaze shifted.

Li Shurui nodded and smiled, not having had time to get into the zone yet.

Do you have time?

"what?"

Li Shurui was slightly taken aback, not noticing the Martial Saint's eager gaze, and nodded, "Yes."

"Let's go then."

"Senior sister."

The one who spoke was not the Martial Saint, but Duanmu Liuli.

Girls are definitely more outgoing.

Lan Peizhi stopped and turned around. "Do you have a problem with that?"

The atmosphere suddenly froze.

The Martial Saint dared not move, his palms sweating.

Li Shurui seemed to sense something as well; her smile faltered slightly before returning to normal. She said to Duanmu Liuli, "It's nothing, I'll be right back." (End of Chapter)