Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

His lips were thin and deep red, with a natural, slightly upturned corner. Even when he wasn't smiling, he seemed to have a nonchalant smile. His features were striking yet not gaudy, so vibrant and dazzling, exuding youthful spirit.

Tan Suiting blinked, thought for a while, and felt that he could also call his senior brother "brother".

So, her ears turning red, she obeyed him, whispering, "...Brother."

Xie Weixing smiled gently and immediately replied, "Hey. That sounds wonderful, Little Dragon Prince."

The system felt embarrassed: Didn't you say he was a child? Host, where are you now?

Xie Weixing showed no remorse: "I was just teasing a child."

The system sneered: You're practically ready to kiss him.

Xie Weixing: Really?

System: Yes. Why don't you try kissing him now? Tan Suiting won't push you away.

Xie Weixing thought for a moment, then chuckled awkwardly: System, you're cut out for this, and so am I, but the era I lived in had a very sophisticated way of dealing with my immature ideas.

system:?

Xie Weixing: Pedophiles should be punished with castration.

system:.

Tan Suiting felt ashamed of his rudeness in climbing into someone's bed in the middle of the night, but he also felt that he had not done anything wrong. He was filled with mixed feelings and did not know what to do.

She decided to cast aside her distracting thoughts and snuggled into Xie Weixing's arms: "I want to sleep."

Dragons won't grow tall if they don't sleep.

"Sleep here with me?" Xie Weixing hugged him, and although she asked this question, she thoughtfully covered him with the blanket.

"Hmm." Tan Suiting pinched the end of his hair.

"Where's Abebe?" Xie Weixing asked gently, "Where's your little dragon?"

"I brought it." Tan Suiting pulled the plush toy out from the bottom. The little dragon had been squeezed to the edge of the bed, and its tail was a little crooked.

Tan Suiting straightened it.

Xie Weixing hugged him, placed her hands on his back, and gently patted him, as if coaxing a child: "Mmm, go to sleep."

Tan Suiting must have been extremely tired, because his breathing soon became steady.

Xie Weixing drank alcohol, and soon his consciousness gradually became blurred.

The next day, the two were awakened by Shen Chunri's knocking on the door.

"Meeting time!" Yu Xintang's lazy voice drifted in. "Meeting at the Hall of Longevity, get up."

Shen Chunri leaned against the door, frowning and muttering, "How strange! It's one thing for Xiao Tan to oversleep, but why can't he get up even when he's sleepy?"

Although Xie Weixing often mutters that he's not fully awake and might as well die, he's quite quick to get up.

Tan Suiting is the one who seems serious but is actually the one who loves to sleep in the longest.

They're young.

Shen Chunri knocked again, but the door was opened from the inside.

This is Tan Suiting.

Yu Xintang:?

He went back and took a look to confirm that this was Xie Weixing's room.

Shen Chunri was much more direct: "What are you doing in Kunkun's room? Did you two study together again last night? Secretly studying behind our backs?!"

Yu Xintang's expression also turned serious: "Hmm?"

Shen Chunri snorted, "I'm going to tell my senior sister that you two are studying cultivation manuals in the middle of the night instead of sleeping!"

Tan Suiting glanced at her, then left without any expression, saying, "Whatever."

Shen Chunri widened her eyes and raised an eyebrow: "Oh my?"

Tan Suiting ignored her, while Shen Chunri followed behind, chattering as if she wanted to bite him. Yu Xintang pulled her into her arms, put a calming talisman on her forehead, and said with a smile, "Be good, don't bite people randomly."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Chunri kicked him in the butt and sent him flying.

Yu Xintang died.

*

The Hall of Eternal Life.

Tan Suiting's injuries from the lightning tribulation had almost healed. In fact, he had recovered to about 70-80% a few days ago, but Feng Yu was afraid that he would suffer any aftereffects, so he insisted that Tan Suiting stay in bed for a few more days.

Xie Weixing was in a good mood, and her steps were light as she walked in: "Good morning, senior sister!"

Nie Zhao had dark circles under her eyes, she probably didn't sleep well last night, and she stood to the side ignoring everyone.

Feeling ignored, Xie Weixing asked in bewilderment, "Senior Sister?"

Shen Chunri quickly came up and took the person away, whispering, "You two just had a fight yesterday, and you still dare to provoke your senior sister today?"

Xie Weixing stared in disbelief: "The two of us? Had a fight? When? Yesterday?"

"The martial arts arena. You said Senior Sister doesn't follow orders."

"Was that considered an argument? Wasn't it supposed to be a debriefing? But I was really in a bad mood yesterday, so I might have said some harsh things."

"Nonsense. Are you out of your mind? I've never seen anyone dare to talk to my senior sister like that, except for Master and my senior uncle. You should leave now and don't provoke her."

"oh oh."

[There's a conflict between highly sensitive people and those with obtuse angles teaming up; the outcome will be as expected.]

[Putting everything else aside, your dad Xie has a really big heart, he's especially suited to be a team commander]

[My senior sister is already exhausted from all this internal strife, and Xie Weixing is still here laughing and joking. I really can't take it anymore.]

Who invented the terms "dullness" and "strong heart"? They sound much better than "lacking common sense"!

We're going to Wanjian Mountain the day after tomorrow, Feng Jilan gave me some careful instructions.

The text states, "Cultivation is not easy; unless one has reached the level of killing, one should not easily take another's life..."

As for the advice, "It's best to bring some ointment, the mosquitoes in Wanjian Mountain can be really stinging..."

Xie Weixing rolled his eyes at his father's words.

He immediately started acting it out in his head, pretending to sing.

Teacher, why isn't my child smiling in the group photo? ...Teacher, my Zihan has to drink three cups of water every day...Teacher, could you please ask if my Zihan was happy in class today?

If Feng Jilan were in modern times, he'd be the kind of dad with multiple children whose profile picture is set to an AI image of a family of N big-headed dolls, and who wouldn't dare mess with anyone in the property management group.

Feng Yu yawned with his eyes half-closed, thinking to himself.

Can you please stop holding meetings in broad daylight? It's either the middle of the night or early in the morning. When will Feng Jilan ever find a normal time?

Fu Yao, with her legs crossed, said nonchalantly, "I won't be going to Ten Thousand Swords Mountain with you guys. I can easily skewer those idiots from other sects with one sword strike. Bullying the weak is no good. But I trust you guys will be fine."

Feng Jilan kicked her so hard she stood at attention.

After a long, drawn-out discussion, the meeting finally adjourned, and the group had just left.

"Yu Xintang," Shen Chunri cleared his throat, his eyes gleaming with a sly glint in his eye, "what would you do if your two best friends had a falling out?"

Yu Xintang met her gaze and, without any rehearsal, replied in a deliberately affected tone, "Of course, it's about mediation between the two parties; hopefully, they can reconcile!"

Nie Zhao, who was standing to the side with his sword in his arms, came back to his senses and slowly looked over: ...?

Why did she suddenly have a bad feeling?

Shen Chunri nodded seriously: "Yes. So now both of you are here."

She took half a step back, gesturing for others to speak: "You try to persuade them."

Yu Xintang:?

He questioned Shen Chunri with his eyes.

Didn't we agree to go together?

The latter gave an awkward laugh.

I'm scared, I'm scared, my senior sister is watching me.

Yu Xintang's expression was blank as she glanced at her with disdain.

coward!