After disappearing for ten years, the junior sister made the entire sect kneel down to welcome her.

The sun sets in the west.

The elders' introductory speeches finally came to an end.

Luo Huanzhen stood up, dusted off his bottom, and tied the little flag back onto his little pigtail.

She had expected her master, as the sect leader, to speak, but he didn't.

A chubby boy, about a year older than her and dressed like a scion of a noble family, approached her. Having spent the previous day basking in her cool air, the boy had become quite familiar with her and earnestly shared information: "A high-level secret realm has opened, and Sect Master Hengyangzi led three of his disciples at the Nascent Soul stage or higher to explore it. That's why he didn't come today."

Luo was a little disappointed.

She hadn't seen her master for a very, very long time.

But he quickly comforted himself that there was plenty of time in the future, and now that he had joined the sect, he would have many opportunities to get to know his master and fellow disciples.

When her master returns, she will be the first to rush up and hug his leg!

After registering his name, Luo Huanzhen hugged his outer disciple robe to his chest and returned to the outer courtyard with a group of new disciples.

The outer disciples' courtyard consists of rows of small wooden houses, each a single room.

The room was very simple: a bed, a stool, and a small wooden table.

However, Luo Huanzhen used to sleep under the open sky in the Ten Thousand Demon Banner, and even had to leave one eye open to prevent being attacked by demons, so he thought the small wooden house was quite nice.

At least it has a roof!

There's a bed!

You don't need to sleep with one eye open and one eye closed!

She took off her tattered clothes, changed into the outer disciple's robes, and then began to make the bed. She shook out the quilt, wrapped herself up in it, and rolled around in it.

So soft!

It's much softer than the ground in the Cave of Ten Thousand Demons!

She was happily rolling around when she heard the small wooden door being kicked open from the outside with a "bang"—

The wooden door slammed against the wall with a loud bang, shaking the entire cabin.

Luo Huanzhen poked his head out from under the covers.

She saw Lei Ziyue's large figure standing against the light at the door, like a moving mountain blocking out all the light from outside.

"Kid, I think you won't learn your lesson until you're faced with certain death. You actually dare to join the sect?"

Lei Ziyue's voice was low and deep, filled with undisguised anger and threat.

Luo Zhen really pouted.

The brainless second senior brother has come to cause trouble for the real one on behalf of that imposter.

She slowly got out of bed, dusted herself off, and stood up.

Lei Ziyue's anger had not yet subsided when his gaze suddenly fell on the token at Luo Huanzhen's waist.

The token had just been issued during registration that day, and it hung neatly on the belt of her outer disciple robe. Three characters were clearly engraved on the token: Luo Huanzhen.

Lei Ziyue's face immediately darkened.

He reached out and snatched the disciple token from Luo Huanzhen's waist.

"You really dare, you little beggar? You think you can use my junior sister's name?"

Luo Huanzhen blinked, his childlike voice calm: "I didn't take advantage of it."

"You didn't rub against me?" Lei Ziyue reached out and grabbed the back of her collar, lifting her up like a chick.

Luo Huanzhen kicked twice with his two short legs dangling in the air, then gave up—he couldn't reach the ground anyway.

Lei Ziyue lifted her to eye level, staring at her fiercely: "Then tell me, what was your original name?"

Before Luo Huanzhen could answer, a series of hurried footsteps suddenly came from outside the door.

Then a voice rang out:

"Second Senior Brother!"

Su Mingyue leaned against the doorway, panting, one hand on the door frame, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat.

When her gaze fell on the two people in the room, a hint of panic flashed in her eyes, but she quickly suppressed it.

"Second Senior Brother, I've finally found you." Su Mingyue walked quickly to Lei Ziyue's side, reached out and grabbed his sleeve, "I heard you were causing trouble for the new disciples... Stop it, let's go back."

Lei Ziyue softened completely as she pulled him, his fierce face instantly turning into a doting one. "Zhenzhen, what are you doing here? If you're injured, just rest and recover. Your senior brother can handle this little thing, don't worry about it."

Su Mingyue shook her head, her eyelashes trembling slightly, as delicate as butterfly wings: "Second Senior Brother, she's just a child, don't make things difficult for her."

Lei Ziyue snorted and put Luo Huanzhen back on the ground, but held up the token in front of Su Mingyue: "Look at this kid, he's using your name, the token on his waist tag says 'Luo Huanzhen.' Isn't that infuriating?"

Su Mingyue took the token and glanced at it. Her fingers tightened slightly, and her expression stiffened for a moment, but she quickly returned to normal.

She casually placed the token on the small wooden table beside her and tugged at Lei Ziyue's sleeve in a coquettish manner: "It's just a coincidence of names. There are plenty of people with the same name in the sect. Second Senior Brother, don't take it to heart."

Lei Ziyue said coldly, "No! I don't care what happened between you two before, you were injured because of her, so she can no longer stay in this sect."

Of course he knew that the child in front of him couldn't possibly succeed in ambushing his junior sister—one was at the first level of Qi Refining, and the other was at the early stage of Golden Core. What could he possibly use to ambush her?

But he didn't want to delve into right and wrong.

It's true that my junior sister got hurt because of her, and that's enough.

Luo Huanzhen stood on the ground, quietly watching the interaction between her fellow disciples, feeling a mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe.

She remembered that when they were still in the sect, Lei Ziyue was the most hot-tempered among her senior brothers, often yelling at people. But he was genuinely good to her.

She was just over a year old when her master took her in; she couldn't even walk steadily or speak.

Lei Ziyue, a boy of fifteen or sixteen, clumsily fed her rice cereal, getting it all over her face.

She cried in the middle of the night, so he carried her around the yard, sweating profusely but never getting angry.

Later, when she grew a little older, Lei Ziyue taught her physical training techniques. She took advantage of her talent to be lazy and cheat, so he would scold her with a dark face, and after scolding her, he would secretly buy her candy.

However, although Lei Ziyue doted on her back then, he never lost his own judgment—if she made a mistake, he would punish her without mercy; if she was lazy, he would pull her ear and force her to practice.

But Lei Ziyue is completely different now.

He has no moral compass. It's as if Su Mingyue is the center of his world, and his life revolves solely around her.

Luo Huanzhen turned his gaze to Su Mingyue.

The girl appeared gentle and kind, but Luo Zhen saw something else in her eyes—

Panic, guilt, and a hint of... apprehension.

Luo Huanzhen suddenly laughed.

She licked her lips, tilted her head, and asked in a childish voice, "Imitation, what are you afraid of me for?"

Su Mingyue bit her lip and subconsciously shrank back half a step behind Lei Ziyue.

Luo actually took a step forward.

She was short, only reaching Su Mingyue's waist, but her imposing presence with her head held high was in no way weak.

He said, word by word, "Are you afraid that if I enter the Xuan Tian Sect, my fellow disciples will notice something's wrong? Are you afraid that if I get too close to Master, I'll be exposed? So you've been trying to find ways to get rid of me!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? I don't understand... Don't get so close to me, I'm scared... Senior brother, let's go back, let's go back..."

Su Mingyue shrank behind Lei Ziyue, revealing only half of her pale and terrified face.

"Alright, alright, we'll leave now. Don't be afraid, Zhenzhen." Lei Ziyue quickly shielded Su Mingyue, glaring angrily at Luo Huanzhen: "I'll say it one last time. Get out of the Xuantian Sect immediately!"

Luo Huanzhen looked intently at the two of them—

She was not disappointed.

She knew this would happen.

This imposter impersonated him and stayed in the sect for ten years, from age six to sixteen. Living together day and night, Lei Ziyue's trust in her became deeply ingrained.

Looking at myself, I was just a dirty little beggar who suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

She took a step back, tilted her head back, and looked directly at the angry young body cultivator in front of her. Her soft, childlike voice was clear and steady:

"Lei Ziyue, I have a question for you. When your junior sister was three years old, she was punished by our master to copy scriptures. Who helped her copy half of it? Who took full responsibility after our master discovered this and was punished by facing the wall for three days?"

Lei Ziyue was taken aback.

Luo Zhen didn't give him time to react and asked again, "On your junior sister's fifth birthday, you gave her a wooden sword. What words were engraved on it?"

Lei Ziyue's pupils dilated slightly.

Before he could answer, Luo Zhen spoke first: "It says 'For Little Tyrant Only' on it."

Lei Ziyue looked at the little kid in front of him in surprise.

How could she know so much?

Only he and his junior sister knew about these things.

"I know all that!" Su Mingyue suddenly raised her voice, her tone trembling. "Although my personality is much better now, I was domineering and had a terrible temper when I was little. My senior brothers all called me 'Little Tyrant.' My second senior brother personally carved this wooden sword for me, and I always treasured it, never letting anyone see it. Later, I lost the sword during my training in the Ten Thousand Demon Cave..."

Her eyes were red as she looked up at Lei Ziyue with a pitiful expression: "Second Senior Brother, I don't know where she heard these things. Maybe...maybe someone told her. You know, I grew up in the sect since I was a child. How could I not be Luo Huanzhen? If she wanted to impersonate me, she must have inquired beforehand."

The shock and astonishment in Lei Ziyue's eyes gradually faded as Su Mingyue explained.

He looked down at Su Mingyue in his arms, about to say something to comfort her, but then seemed to remember something and suddenly stopped.

He looked down at Su Mingyue in his arms, his gaze becoming strange.

"No, it's not 'for Little Tyrant only'..."

Luo Huanzhen's lips curled up, revealing a cunning little tiger tooth, and his little tuft of hair wobbled along with it.

They've taken the bait.

"It's 'For Little Tyrant Jade Only.' Second Senior Brother carved the words on the wooden sword wrong. He originally wanted to carve 'Little Tyrant,' but he was careless and carved 'Jade' instead of 'King'..." Luo Huanzhen shook his head, his tone full of undisguised pride. "He also forbade me from taking the little wooden sword out to play with. He was afraid that the other senior brothers would see it and laugh at him."

It's a precious treasure, I won't show it to anyone.

all fake.

That wooden sword wasn't a treasure at all; it was the second senior brother's "dark history."

He carved the wrong words, which was incredibly embarrassing, so he repeatedly told her to hide it well.

Lei Ziyue stared blankly at the frail little girl covered in wounds in front of him.

This was a secret between him and his junior sister, a secret known only to the two of them. Even their master didn't know, let alone their other junior brothers.

The surrounding air suddenly became very quiet.

The sounds of cicadas and the noise of the new disciples outside were all shut out.

Su Mingyue's heart skipped a beat, and her face turned deathly pale.

"Second, second senior brother. I, I..."