I don't want to be trained by my senior sister!

Fang Xuan never expected that he would return to the small courtyard in Xunyuan Town in this way.

The sunlight filtered through the bamboo leaves, warm and pleasant, and felt very comfortable on my skin.

He lay on the bed, staring blankly at the familiar roof beams...

I can't sense any spiritual energy in my body anymore. My dantian feels empty, as if it has been hollowed out, and my meridians are drooping listlessly.

Apart from the right hand his senior sister gave him, which still retained a trace of the aura of spatial laws, everything else was gone.

His cultivation at the sixth level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm, his three laws, and his two sword intents were all gone.

He really is just an ordinary person now, even weaker than an ordinary person.

After all, mortals at least have some strength, but he now struggles to even jog a little.

"Senior sister, I'm really fine," he said weakly.

Ning Qian sat on the edge of the bed, holding a small bowl in her hand. The bowl contained freshly cooked medicinal porridge, which was still steaming.

Upon hearing this, she immediately put on a stern face, making a "my senior is fierce" expression: "Don't speak."

She scooped up a spoonful of porridge, blew on it, and held it to his lips.

Seeing that Fang Xuan was still in a daze, he opened his mouth and coaxed a "Ah—" like he was coaxing a child.

Fang Xuan: "..."

He looked at the spoonful of porridge, then at his senior sister's "I'll get angry if you don't eat" expression, and could only silently open his mouth.

The medicinal porridge tasted very bitter, and my mouth felt numb.

Ning Qian carefully fed him the porridge, and then gently wiped the corner of his mouth.

Fang Xuan looked at her.

My senior seems to be in a good mood today?

Although his face still had that aloof expression, there was a faint smile hidden between his brows and eyes, and the curve of his lips was slightly more pronounced than usual.

Impossible... He must be overthinking it.

How could my senior sister be happy when I'm already in this state?

He was just about to sit up to show that he was really okay—

"Don't get out of bed." Ning Qian immediately pressed him down, her tone stern.

"Let me take a look at it first."

Fang Xuan was stunned.

Research?

What research?

He suddenly realized something, and a chill ran down his spine.

He looks like this... I hope his senior sister won't kill him...

"Senior sister," he swallowed hard, speaking cautiously, "my spiritual power is sealed now, and my body is weak, so... I probably won't need to cultivate together anymore... right?"

Ning Qian blinked.

"Junior brother, what are you talking about?"

She frowned slightly: "This is all to better understand the reason for your problem this time. Dual cultivation is definitely necessary, and it must be done every day."

Upon hearing this, Fang Xuan immediately sat up.

He's really panicking now.

"Um... senior sister, I... I'm not feeling well."

Ning Qian said matter-of-factly, "It's because I'm not feeling well that I need to take supplements."

"No, no." Fang Xuan shook his head.

"Yes, yes." Ning Qian shook her head, even more earnestly than him.

......

Seeing her like that, Fang Xuan could only give up struggling in the end.

Forget it.

Indeed, this can be considered a way to expend energy and nourish the body...

And senior sister... should be a little gentler with him... right?

He comforted himself in this way.

Then he realized just how terribly wrong he had been...

.....

"No...no!"

Fang Xuan lay limp on the bed, one hand weakly reaching towards the edge of the bed.

Almost there, just a hair's breadth away from touching the ground.

Then the hand was gently pulled back.

Ning Qian hugged him from behind, resting her chin on his shoulder, her warm breath brushing against his ear.

Her voice was soft: "Junior brother, just this last time, I promise I'll be gentle this time..."

Fang Xuan spoke weakly, "Senior Sister... I really can't move anymore."

"I...I didn't even ask you to move," Ning Qian said softly, her ears turning red.

"Senior sister, if this continues, I'll die..."

"No, I won't." Ning Qian hugged him tighter, her voice carrying a hint of guilt, but more so a sense of righteous indignation.

"Senior sister knows what she's doing."

Fang Xuan wanted to say that he couldn't see any sense of propriety at all.

But he no longer had the strength to speak.

.......

The sunlight outside the window moved from east to west, and then from west to east again...

He didn't know how much time had passed.

Anyway, when Ning Qian finally let go of him with satisfaction and fell asleep in his arms, he felt like his soul was about to float away.

.......

On the morning of the third day.

Fang Xuancai, with faint dark circles under his eyes, staggered into the courtyard.

He felt like he was walking on cotton with every step, his legs so weak that he might slip and fall at any moment.

He could only hold onto the wall and slowly move to the stone table.

Then I sat down and poured myself a cup of tea.

My hands were still shaking when I poured the tea.

Ning Qian was watering the apricot tree in the yard.

Hearing the noise, she turned around.

Seeing Fang Xuan's appearance, his expression visibly betrayed his guilt.

"Junior Brother," she quickly put down the kettle and walked over in small steps, "Didn't I tell you not to get out of bed?"

Fang Xuan picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea.

If he doesn't get out of bed soon, he's going to die in bed...

"Senior sister, I might not be able to hold on much longer..."

Ning Qian's face flushed red instantly.

She lowered her head, twisting the hem of her clothes with her fingers, and whispered, "No, no, Senior Sister knows what she's doing..."

Looking at her guilty expression, Fang Xuan suddenly felt like chuckling softly.

Although he feels back pain even when he laughs now.

"Senior Sister," he said.

"Hmm?" Ning Qian looked up.

"Could you... come less often today...?"

Ning Qian's face turned even redder.

She opened her mouth, wanting to explain something, but found herself completely unable to defend herself.

Yesterday... I really went a bit too far.

But she really couldn't help it.

When my junior brother was weak, he looked so vulnerable and easily bullied...

She swallowed hard, quickly banishing the thought from her mind.

No, no, junior brother needs to rest now.

Although... although it really is tempting.

She secretly glanced at Fang Xuan.

Fang Xuan was holding a teacup, looking at the apricot tree in the yard with a look of utter despair.

The sunlight fell on his profile, making the dark circles under his eyes stand out even more.

Ning Qian felt a pang of guilt.

But it was only a little bit.

After all... it's all for my junior brother's health.

Although a lot of energy is consumed, the body's strength will be nourished.

It's like water in a wooden bucket; right now, only water is being used up... but the bucket is getting bigger... so later it can be filled with more water...

No...no...

In short, that's about right.

........