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

Ning Qian pulled Fang Xuan down the mountain...

She didn't walk fast; after all, in her current mortal body, walking fast would make her breathless, and being fucked too fast would make her even more so.

Fang Xuan followed half a step behind her, quietly watching her profile.

........

On the way, Ning Qian suddenly spoke, her voice returning to its usual cool and aloof tone.

"I don't know how to get out yet, so I guess I'll have to stay here for a while."

Fang Xuan nodded.

"Yes, I'm fine with staying as long as I want."

Ning Qian glanced at him.

That look seemed to say, "Of course you're fine, because I'm the one who's in trouble."

Fang Xuan pretended not to see it.

Ning Qian withdrew her gaze and continued, "I just spent a day analyzing this world and discovered that it is maintained by the projection of the laws of time."

Fang Xuan then listened attentively.

"The Time-Traveling Artifact is inside you, right?"

Fang Xuan nodded; he had only just discovered it himself.

At the very end of his time in the Holy Land, he reached out and touched the Time Artifact, which then entered his body.

"Then you must comprehend the laws of time," Ning Qian said. "Only by mastering the laws of time can you control this artifact and leave this place completely."

Fang Xuan seemed to be deep in thought.

"Why don't I just figure it out directly?"

"Your spiritual bones don't have enough capacity. You're now cultivating the three laws simultaneously: space, destruction, and lust."

Ning Qian continued, "Therefore, the law of lust must first devour the law of destruction."

"Can you finish it?" Fang Xuan asked, somewhat worried about his understanding of lust.

Ning Qian nodded. "Your Law of Lust is so powerful, it shouldn't be difficult for you to devour a Law of Destruction."

She paused, then added, "I mean in terms of strength, nothing else."

Fang Xuan looked at her.

Ning Xian remained unfazed.

But her ears turned a little red...

"Okay, I'll listen to my senior sister," he said.

Ning Qian hummed in agreement and continued walking forward.

.......

We've arrived in Qing Shi Town... It's just as I remember it.

The cobblestone path is lined with various stalls selling vegetables, meat, sugar figurines, and fabrics.

The crowd was bustling, and the cries of vendors rose and fell.

........

Ning Qian pulled him into the vegetable market.

She walked slowly, looking at each stall and picking out items.

"How much is this?"

"Three coins a pound."

"Too expensive, two coins."

"Miss, this is already the lowest price..."

Ning Qian didn't speak, she just looked at the dishes.

His eyes were indifferent, aloof and cold.

The stall owner felt uneasy under her gaze, and finally waved his hand, saying, "Alright, alright, two coins, two coins, take it, take it."

Ning Qian paid and put the vegetables into the basket.

Fang Xuan watched from the side and couldn't help but laugh.

.......

I walked up to the meat stall.

Ning Qian stopped and looked at the meat on the stall.

"Shopkeeper, I don't want the fatty meat."

My junior brother doesn't like it...

The stall owner, a middle-aged man, smiled and said, "Don't worry, young lady, all my meat is good quality..."

After selecting the meat, it was time to pay.

She took out an old purse, poured out the copper coins inside, and counted them one by one.

Fang Xuan glanced at the purse.

It's very old, the edges are worn white, and there's not much money inside.

My senior sister spent all her coins.

Not a single dollar left...

Fang Xuan opened his mouth, as if to say something.

But Ning Qian had already put away the empty purse and took his hand.

"Let's go."

It would be best if she spent it all, since it's not like she saved it all up now...

.......

Back on the street.

Ning Qian pulled Fang Xuan forward, preparing to return to the mountain.

As Fang Xuan passed a vendor selling candied hawthorns, he suddenly stopped.

"Wait a moment."

He walked up to the vendor and bought a string of candied hawthorns.

Bright red hawthorns, coated with a glistening sugar coating.

He walked back to Ning Qian and handed her the candied hawthorn.

Ning Qian stared at the string of candied hawthorns, momentarily stunned.

Then she put on a stern face.

"No," she said, her voice cold. "That's something only children eat."

Fang Xuan looked at her, then withdrew his hand.

"Then I'll give it to someone else."

"no."

Ning Qian blurted out, then snatched the candied hawthorn and took a big bite.

He ate three in one bite.

His cheeks were bulging from eating.

Fang Xuan couldn't help but chuckle softly.

Ning Qian glanced at him, but her mouth was full of candied hawthorns, and she couldn't speak...

You can only keep chewing.

As she chewed, her eyes crinkled into a smile.

good to eat.

But you can't let your junior brother find out.

Hmm, one more...

.......

The two continued walking forward.

This time, it was Fang Xuan who pulled Ning Qian along.

He held one of her hands, while she held a candied hawthorn in the other, eating as they walked.

People were coming and going on the street.

There were vendors carrying loads on their shoulders, women holding children, and children chasing and playing.

They walked on like ordinary mortals.

Although my senior sister is indeed a mortal now.

Fang Xuan looked at her.

She ate very slowly, chewing each hawthorn for a long time.

She didn't even notice the sugar stuck to the corner of her mouth.

Fang Xuan reached out and gently wiped it off for her.

Ning Qian paused for a moment, then lowered her head and continued eating...

.......

On the way, Ning Qian kept looking at the children by the roadside.

The children were running around in the street, chasing each other, laughing happily.

A little girl fell down and sat on the ground crying loudly.

Ning Qian stared at the scene with a somewhat dazed look in her eyes.

Fang Xuan followed her gaze and looked at her again.

"Does your senior sister like children?"

"dislike."

Ning Qian answered quickly.

Fang Xuan looked at her.

dislike?

Then why are you staring at it?

Ah, women.

He didn't call her out on it, he just tightened his grip on her hand...

......

After buying their things, the two started walking back.

Fang Xuan didn't use any spatial abilities to travel; he simply held her hand and walked slowly.

stop-and-go.

Look at the mountains, look at the water, look at the wildflowers by the roadside.

The whole morning.

The sun was shining brightly, and it was neither too cold nor too hot.

Fang Xuan suddenly felt that this was not so bad.

There was no fighting or killing, no life-or-death crisis.

I'll just hold my senior's hand and walk slowly, for a lifetime.

.......

When they reached the halfway point of the mountain, Fang Xuan suddenly spoke.

"Senior sister."

"Um?"

How many children do you want?

Ning Qian paused in her steps.

Then she quickly shook her head, her little face stern: "No."

Seeing her looking so tense, Fang Xuan couldn't resist teasing her.

He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "You must have a hundred."

Ning Qian's body stiffened.

But she simply turned her head slightly away, neither speaking nor looking at him.

Fang Xuan was just waiting for her to turn into a steam engine.

Based on past experience, my senior sister should have been blushing furiously, her hair standing on end, and too shy to speak by now.

But this time... she didn't become famous, nor did she gain any popularity.

He just turned his head to the side and didn't say anything.

Fang Xuan was also taken aback.

Hmm...? Senior sister's tolerance has increased?

He coughed lightly, just about to say, "Senior sister, I was just joking."

But before she could speak, Ning Qian suddenly spoke first, her voice very soft.

"How about... fifty? A hundred is too many..."

Fang Xuan: "......???"

He looked down at Ning Qian.

She turned her head away from him, but her ears finally turned red.

It turned completely red, even its neck was pink...

One hundred is too many, they'll break...

But my junior brother wants to have children... so let's have some...

Fifty... fifty should be enough, right...?

No, that seems like too much...

But my junior brother insisted...

Well... fifty then, that's the most!

.......

Fang Xuan saw that his senior sister was actually thinking seriously.

I'm seriously considering having fifty...

So, what... what should he say?

He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

Then he looked down at Ning Qian.

"Senior sister."

"Mmm..." Ning Qian's voice was as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Do you know what fifty means?

Ning Qian didn't say anything.

"One child a year, it would take fifty years to raise them."

Ning Qian raised her head and looked at him.

Those eyes were clear and cold, but deep down there was a hint of confusion.

"Thirty?"

Fang Xuan: "......."

Still haggling...

He really couldn't help but laugh.

Ning Qian paused for a moment, then her muffled voice came: "Don't laugh."

Fang Xuan suppressed a laugh: "I didn't laugh."

You smiled.

"I didn't laugh."

"have......"