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

The light instantly engulfed everything...

Fang Xuan subconsciously tightened his grip on what he was holding.

Soft and warm.

He was then pulled into the light.

Ning Qian, who was tightly holding his hand, was naturally pulled in as well...

.......

The screen rotates...

Ning Qian slowly opened her eyes, feeling as if her whole body had been crushed.

pain.

My back hurts terribly...

She gritted her teeth, instinctively trying to mobilize her spiritual power... but found nothing.

His dantian was completely empty, without a trace of spiritual energy.

What happened...?

She forced herself to sit up, and the pain in her back made her gasp.

Like the pain of a wound that hadn't healed after someone's remains were removed...

Wait... the spirit bones were dug up?

Ning Qian's pupils contracted slightly as she looked around.

A simple bamboo hut, a dilapidated wooden door, and a few dusty books piled in the corner...

This is......

Qingyun Sect...her own room.

She's back...?

No, it was the Time-Traveling Device that brought her back.

She took a moment to feel her own body.

Weak, powerless, even standing up is difficult.

These are the days after her bones were removed.

She had just woken up then, unable to even get out of bed, and could only lie there waiting to die...

Ning Qian bit her lower lip.

Where is my junior brother?

She remembered the light, and the hand she had grasped.

.......

Just then, a sound came from outside the door.

"Don't worry, Father. Once her blood is replaced, the spirit bone won't reject me anymore."

It was Shen Qingqing's voice, sweet and delicate.

"Yes, let Ning Qian do your blood transfusion today," Shen Chen's voice came.

"As a disciple of Sword Peak, she should make some contributions to Sword Peak."

"Daddy is so good~" Shen Qingqing smiled happily.

"Once the blood transfusion is complete, my daughter will be able to fully integrate with the spirit bone. At that time, I will definitely... take good care of Father."

Ning Qian's eyes grew colder as she listened to these words.

So this is the timeline...

She remembered this cycle of reincarnation.

At that time, she had just had her bones removed and was so weak that she couldn't even speak. Shen Chen knocked her unconscious with his spiritual pressure and then forcibly replaced her blood.

After that incident, she lay in bed for another half month before barely surviving...

.......

Ning Qian struggled to her feet, leaned against the wall, and slowly moved towards the door.

No matter what, let's go first.

She didn't know if dying here would mean she would really die; she dared not gamble.

But just as she reached the door, it was pushed open...

Shen Qingqing stood at the door and saw Ning Qian leaning against the wall, her face pale. A smile appeared on her face.

"Oh dear, Senior Sister Ning is awake?" She walked in and looked Ning Qian up and down. "Perfect, saves me the trouble of waking her."

Shen Chen followed behind her, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at Ning Qian with indifferent eyes.

"Ning Qian, as a disciple of Sword Peak, you should also make some contributions to Sword Peak." His voice was devoid of emotion. "Qingqing's spiritual bone is severely rejecting it and needs your blood to suppress it."

Ning Qian just gritted her teeth and endured the pain without saying a word.

And she can't speak now.

He had no spiritual energy left in his body, and his body was extremely weak, making it difficult for him to even stand.

In this situation, let alone resisting, even trying to use sword intent would likely result in him being instantly shredded.

Shen Qingqing walked up to her, reached out and pinched her chin, looking her up and down.

"Senior Sister Ning, don't worry, it's just a blood transfusion, I won't die. Besides, you wouldn't want your junior sister to die like this, would you?"

Ning Qian simply looked at her indifferently, coldly, without a trace of emotion.

Shen Qingqing felt uneasy under her gaze, so she released her grip and took a step back.

"Father, she's glaring at me."

Shen Chen frowned slightly, took a step forward, and his spiritual pressure crashed down!

"say."

That spiritual pressure is nothing to a cultivator at the peak of the Golden Core stage, but to Ning Qian in her current state...

She groaned, and her vision blurred.

Consciousness began to gradually fade...

.......

Shen Qingqing couldn't wait any longer.

"Father, please hurry up and do the blood transfusion. I've been waiting for so long."

She crouched down and reached out to grab Ning Qian's wrist.

But just then, footsteps sounded outside the door again.

A disciple stood at the door, saw the scene inside, paused for a moment, but still mustered the courage to speak.

"Reporting to Peak Master, Senior Brother Lu Qingsong has sent someone to say he wants to see Senior Sister Ning Qian and asks her to come over."

Shen Chen frowned.

Lu Qingsong? What's he doing seeing Ning Qian?

Shen Qingqing's expression also changed.

"Father, we can't let her leave. What if she tells everyone..."

Shen Chen interrupted her.

"Don't worry." He looked at Ning Qian, his gaze icy. "She wouldn't dare. You take her there first."

The blood transfusion shouldn't be done openly.

There's nothing we can do now, since the person can't escape anyway.

.......

Fang Xuan shook his head.

Before me were familiar bluestone steps, a winding mountain path leading upwards, and the occasional Qingyun Sect disciple passing by.

So, this is... right under the feet of the Qingyun Sect?

He paused for a moment, then instinctively clenched his right hand.

It's empty; my senior sister's hand is gone.

He frowned slightly and closed his eyes to sense his senior sister's mark.

It's empty; there's nothing there.

My senior sister isn't here...

He opened his eyes again and looked around.

Wasn't the Qingyun Sect destroyed long ago? Why are there still disciples coming up the mountain?

and many more.

That time-manipulating artifact... could it be...?

He took a deep breath and walked toward the nearest disciple.

"Excuse me, junior brother, what year is it now?"

The disciple looked him up and down, but seeing that he was an unfamiliar young man, he didn't think much of it.

"The Southern Frontier has been in its 26th century, and this is the 17th year."

Fang Xuan was slightly taken aback.

The 26th century in the Southern Frontier, the 17th year.

That was the year he traveled through time, which was two years ago...

He looked at his hands.

The cultivation level of a True Immortal at the ninth level is still there, the Law of Lust is still there, the Law of Destruction is still there, and the Law of Space is still there.

His cultivation level remained the same, but time reversed?

No, it's not reversed, it's... it was sent back.

Fang Xuan narrowed his eyes.

What about my senior sister?

He sensed the mark again, but it remained empty.

No mark...

Therefore, the senior sister in this timeline should not be his senior sister.

The next second, he suddenly remembered something.

Two years ago...

At that time, my senior sister had just had her spirit bones removed and was lying in bed waiting to die.

Meanwhile, Shen Chen, a peak Golden Core cultivator, and Shen Qingqing, a scheming Foundation Establishment cultivator, are bullying their senior sister...

Although the senior sister in this timeline may not be the one who went through so much with him.

But she's his senior sister, how could he not care?

Oh, right, there's also a sect leader at the Nascent Soul stage, Lu Qingsong.

What, you mean the Nascent Soul stage?

It's just a dog, isn't it?