Flower Fairy: After transmigrating again, I became An'an's younger brother.

After listening to Xia Tong's brief explanation, the Ninth Prince remained silent for a few seconds.

"Child,"

She finally spoke, her tone carrying a complex, indescribable emotion, "What kind of monster are you?"

Xia Tong blinked. "That doesn't sound like a compliment."

"It's a compliment."

The Ninth Prince's voice carried a hint of amusement; the languor of just waking up had largely faded, replaced by her usual elegance and composure.

After all, she had lived for so many years and this was the first time she had ever seen such a situation.

It's hard to say whether she was lucky to be able to form a contract with such a being, or whether this child is just too special.

"I roughly understand the details now."

The Nine Thousand Years Old's thoughts shifted slightly, turning his "gaze" toward the red rain in mid-air.

Speaking of which, using fighting to test someone is an old tradition of the Elf King; it's really outdated.

"Don't worry, I'll keep an eye on it for you."

The voice of the Ninth Prince carried a reassuring calmness.

While following Xia Tong's request and keeping an eye on Xia An'an and Hong Yu's situation, she also focused some of her attention on the Shadow Hong Yu cards.

Then, a gentle thought extended from the plum blossom pendant and lightly touched the Shadow Red Rain card.

"Hello, Little Peach Blossom."

The Ninth Prince's thoughts were filled with her unique, elder-like gentle smile.

The card of Shadow Red Rain trembled slightly, and a thought filled with vigilance and confusion emerged from it.

"Who are you?"

"Me? I am the Nine Thousand Year Old, the Nine Thousand Year Old Plum Blossom Elf King. Strange? Can't you tell who I am?"

Although the Ninth Prince was a little puzzled, he didn't seem to care much. His tone was relaxed and casual as he said, "Don't be nervous, I'm just saying hello. After all, we'll probably be spending a lot of time together in the future, so it's better to get to know each other beforehand."

Shadow Red Rain remained silent for a few seconds before replying:

"Are you a friend too?"

The Ninth Prince was taken aback.

Friend? Why does this kid ask that right away?

"Friends? Not yet."

Her answer was quite frank: "After all, this is the first time we've met, and we don't know each other well yet. But if you'd like, we can start as acquaintances and then gradually become friends."

"……Um."

After a moment of silence, Shadow Red Rain responded softly.

She could sense the connection between the Ninth Prince and Xia Tong, and at the same time, she could also sense that the Ninth Prince had no ill intentions.

This... should also be a learning opportunity, right?

Meanwhile, after receiving a reply from the Ninth Prince, Xia Tong turned her attention to Hong Yu and Xia An'an.

At this moment, Xia An'an had already transformed using Chun's essence, holding a magic wand and facing Hong Yu in front of her.

She took a deep breath, trying to make herself look more imposing.

With a gentle flick of Hongyu's wrist, the vine traced an arc in the air, making a crisp sound as it cut through the air.

"Are you ready?"

Hongyu tilted her head and asked.

Xia An'an gripped her magic wand tightly and nodded vigorously: "Let's go!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the rattan cane lashed out at Xia An'an.

Xia An'an's pupils contracted slightly, and she remained motionless, as if her body was nailed to the spot.

too fast.

Although I was mentally prepared, it was my first time facing it, and my brain was still processing the information that "the cane is coming," so my body didn't have time to react.

"An'an..."

Although Qian Han couldn't see Hong Yu, he could clearly see the pink vine that appeared out of nowhere, lashing towards Xia An'an at an astonishing speed.

Out of concern, she unconsciously took a step forward, and then Xia Tong reached out and grabbed her.

Qian Han was taken aback, then turned to look at Xia Tong's calm profile before looking back at Xia An'an.

Xia An'an was still standing in the same spot, but the vine whip was getting closer and closer.

Two meters, one meter...

Hmm? My sister... well, never mind, it's her first time after all, so it's normal for her to react this way.

Xia Tong sighed.

He released Qian Han's wrist, took a step forward, raised his right hand, and a faint light shone from it—

"Smack."

A soft sound.

He firmly grasped the aggressive pink vine in his hand.

The end of the vine was less than ten centimeters away from Xia An'an's nose.

"Eh?"

Xia An'an blinked blankly, her gaze slowly shifting from the vine tip so close to her younger brother's face.

Hongyu was also stunned; she hadn't expected anyone to suddenly intervene.

Xia Tong turned her head to look at her sister, who was still in a daze, her tone carrying a hint of helplessness and teasing:

"Sis, reality isn't a turn-based game; you don't need to use your face to absorb the opponent's skills."

Xia An'an watched as her younger brother grabbed the rattan cane that had almost struck his face, then looked at his face.

"Huh? Oh..."

Seeing that her sister had come to her senses, Xia Tong prepared to loosen the vines in her hands.

But when he looked up, he saw that Hongyu's raised hand seemed to be "connected" to the vine, so he curiously gave it a gentle tug.

The red rain in mid-air was immediately swayed forward by this force.

"This is actually connected to her?"

Is this how you use a rattan whip? Using it like this will cause serious problems, won't it?

Xia Tong was somewhat surprised by this discovery and stared down at the vine in her hand.

Hongyu steadied herself, a hint of melancholy flashing in her pink eyes.

She didn't speak, her gaze shifting between Xia Tong and Xia An'an, then sweeping over Qian Han, who was standing quietly to the side.

It's so nice to have family and friends who care about me.

She glanced down at the peach blossom bracelet on her wrist and gently pursed her lips.

At this moment, Xia An'an's brain finally began to function again, and a question belatedly popped into her head.

"W-Why are you so skilled at this, Xiaotong?"

"Playing video games."

Xia Tong looked up at her and answered matter-of-factly, while releasing the vine she was holding, "Apart from turn-based games, in other games, people generally wouldn't be foolish enough to take an opponent's skill head-on."

Then he suddenly realized something and added, "Oh right, I almost forgot, you don't play these kinds of games, sister. Anyway, just remember—when the opponent uses a skill, if you can dodge it, you should generally try to dodge it."

"Um!"

Xia An'an nodded vigorously and gripped the magic wand tightly in her hand.

Then, she suddenly realized that Xiaotong's experience in "playing games" might come in handy, and her eyes lit up:

"Xiaotong, what should we do in the game at this point?"

"Um?"

Xia Tong raised an eyebrow, her gaze shifting between Hong Yu and her sister, and began to "analyze" them seriously:

"When encountering an opponent with a mid-to-long range attack in the game, the conventional strategy is to dodge their attacks by moving around, and then rush in for close combat..."

Then, he glanced at the magic wand in his sister's hand, just about to add the second half of his sentence—

"I see!"

Xia An'an nodded vigorously, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Go for it!"

Before Xia Tong could finish saying the second half of his sentence, "However, mages generally don't fight in melee combat," Xia An'an rushed forward impatiently.

Xia Tong: "..."

He blinked, looked at his sister's back as she charged forward with no strategy and only pure passion, and remained silent for two seconds.

"Sister, I meant 'suddenly,' not 'recklessly.'"

However, Xia An'an could no longer hear; she only had one thought in her mind:

Come closer! If I get any closer, she won't be able to hit me!

Hongyu was stunned for a moment when she saw the flower fairy magician suddenly rushing towards her.

But she quickly realized she had important things to do, and with a flick of her wrist, the cane lashed out again.

Xia An'an stared intently at the vine that was being swung at her, her pupils slightly contracting—

Let's get moving! Let's get moving!

She ducked and narrowly avoided the blow.

Although her posture was a bit awkward and her steps were still a little unsteady, she did manage to dodge it.

"Huff, huff, huff..."

Her breathing gradually became more rapid, but her eyes grew brighter and brighter.

I can dodge it.

I really can dodge it!

This realization excited her, and her steps became even more steady than before.

So, what's next...?

Just as Xia An'an was about to press her advantage, the vines behind Hong Yu were no longer firing single shots, but rather launching a continuous and dense barrage.

Pink vines intertwined in the air, enveloping Xia An'an from all directions.

"Aaaaaah!"

Xia An'an felt a chill run down her spine as she watched the endless whip shadows rushing towards her, but she didn't stop moving forward.

At the same time, Xia Tong, who was standing nearby, saw this scene, reached out and grabbed Qian Han's wrist, pulling her back a few steps to get out of the range of the red rain vines' attack.

Although Xia Tong wasn't too worried about herself, Qian Han was different. She was an ordinary person, and it wouldn't be pleasant for her to be hit by that vine.

Qian Han was pulled back, but her gaze never left An An.

"Xiaotong, aren't we going up to help?"

"help?"

Xia Tong released her wrist. "We'll stay here. Sister doesn't need to worry about our safety. She can face the Flower Fairy King with peace of mind. This is already the biggest help she can give. After all, only Sister can subdue her."

"Is that so?"

Qian Han responded softly, lowered her head, and looked at her hands.

Is there really nothing I can do to help?

Xia Tong noticed that she had suddenly quieted down. He glanced at her face and understood what was going on. Then he reached out and gently patted her shoulder.

"Qian Han, there's actually a lot we can do."

Xia Tong's tone was a bit more serious than before, "Logistics work is also very important."

Qian Han blinked. "Logistics?"

"yes."

Xia Tong nodded. "For example, if my sister can't get up again, I'll take care of the left side, and Qian Han, you take care of the right side. We'll support her and then run away."

Qian Han was stunned for a few seconds before she realized that he was trying to comfort her.

Then, she burst out laughing.

"Xiaotong, are you serious?"

"Of course I'm serious."

Xia Tong nodded seriously, "A tactical retreat is also very important. After all, as long as we're alive, we can always rebuild."

"Okay, I understand."

Qian Han's lips curled up slightly.

Xia Tong nodded and didn't say anything more.

Then, as if remembering something, he raised his hand and used storage magic to take out his phone.

Qian Han turned her head and saw Xia Tong pull out her phone from somewhere, open the camera, point the lens at Xia An'an who was awkwardly dodging not far away, and press the shutter button.

"Click."

Qian Han blinked. "Xiao Tong?"

"Um?"

Xia Tong didn't turn her head, her eyes fixed intently on her phone screen. "What's wrong?"

"What are you doing...?"

"Make a note of this."

Xia Tong took another picture. "At least this is my sister's first serious battle, so it's worth remembering."

He glanced down—

In Xia Tong's eyes, the figures of Xia An'an and Hong Yu were clearly captured in the photograph.

"Got it."

He raised an eyebrow and handed the phone to Qian Han. "Look."

Qian Han took the phone and carefully looked at the photo on the screen.

"this……"

In her eyes, the photo only showed Xia An'an and the pink vines she could see.

"Oh right, you can't see Qian Han yet."

Xia Tong only remembered this matter after seeing her expression.

Qian Han nodded slightly and handed him the phone. "Yes, I can only see An An."

"..."

Xia Tong thoughtfully put away her phone.

Although the photo captures the figure of the Flower Fairy King, those who cannot see it still cannot see it, however...

At this moment, Qian Han pursed her lips as she looked at the still fierce "battle" on the open ground.

She suddenly became very curious about what the Peach Blossom Fairy King, the one named Hongyu, actually looked like.

"Xiaotong."

Qian Han then whispered to Xia Tong, who was still thinking, "Can you describe Hong Yu to me? What does she look like?"

Xia Tong snapped out of her daze, turned to look at her, and met those gentle yet curious eyes.

He thought for a moment, then instead of speaking directly, he used his storage magic again.

This time, he took out a notebook.

"The description might not be entirely accurate."

Xia Tong turned to a blank page, and a faint light shone on the paper. "I'll 'draw' it for you."

Qian Han slightly widened her eyes.

As the light moves across the paper, lines automatically appear wherever it passes.

Her hair was voluminous and curly, her features were delicate, her skirt was puffy, and she had a pair of outstretched wings on her back.

In just a few seconds, a simple line drawing of red rain appeared on the paper.

"Is this painting done with magic?"

Qian Han was somewhat surprised.

"Um,"

Xia Tong handed her the notebook. "This is roughly what Hongyu looks like."

"very beautiful."

Qian Han reached out and took it, looking down at the painting.

Looking at her focused profile, Xia Tong suddenly suggested:

"Qianhan, after they're done, you can try making a wish to Hongyu."

Qian Han looked up, somewhat puzzled: "Make a wish?"

"right,"

Xia Tong nodded. "Although Hong Yu sometimes goes overboard, she should be able to fulfill this level of desire without any problems."

He paused, his gaze falling on the notebook in Qian Han's hand.

"You can try making a wish and saying you hope to see the Flower Fairy King."

"this……"

Qian Han looked down at the red rain on the drawing paper, then looked up at Xia Tong, "Is this okay?"

Xia Tong shrugged. "Give it a try. Hong Yu is quite easy to talk to."

"it is good."

Qian Han nodded and handed the notebook back to Xia Tong.