After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

"No need to thank me..."

Shi Yan watched Ming Zhongqing's figure disappear into the distance.

"Sister, please don't bully Sister Zhongqing anymore." Xiaxia finally softened.

She knew perfectly well that her flirtatious older sister might go back and cause trouble for Zhongqing after she said those words, but... she still said them anyway.

"Sister Zhongqing likes you very much."

"I know." Shi Yan gently shook her nose against the girl's, her gaze on Ming Zhongqing's retreating figure filled with complex emotions.

"Of course I know."

So... the guy who hurt Ming Zhongqing.

She will make him pay the price.

Make him feel like he has achieved the pinnacle of his life, at the height of his success... and then bring him crashing down on his head.

Shattered to pieces, never to be redeemed.

Even if Ming Zhongqing were to hunt me down to the ends of the earth, just like in the game, it wouldn't matter.

It's not so bad to make myself Ming Zhongqing's target of hatred.

"The heavens are jealous of talent."

The influence of one's innate destiny diminishes as time progresses.

This idiot needs a goal to spur her on in her training.

"Alright~~~" Composing himself, Shi Yan picked Xia Xia up in his arms amidst the girl's soft sobs.

The girl's skirt fluttered in the wind.

"let me see..."

"Xiaxia has lost so much weight."

"She deserves to be punished."

Part 95. This matter... Actually, Xiaxia took the initiative, do you believe that? [Third Update]

Fingertips traced the girl's soft lips.

Shi Yan watched as the girl, so exhausted that she didn't even have the strength to groan, immediately drifted off to sleep.

She couldn't help but feel a little sorry for him.

Teacher Yan carefully wiped away the sweat from the girl's neck with a warm, damp towel.

The girl's delicate collarbone seemed to glow with a soft, alluring light in the dim environment.

Incidentally, she wiped her hands with a towel.

Slow down your breathing and move slowly.

With all his might, he gently... slowly lifted the blankets for the girl.

Because of several days of sleepless nights, Xiaxia was sleeping very soundly.

Only when Shi Yan leaned down could he hear the girl's soft sobs, which she was tightly clutching a roll of slightly damp silk.

It seemed that only by smelling her sister's scent could she fall asleep peacefully.

Shi Yan looked at the girl's trembling, long eyelashes beneath him, and slowly reached out to brush away the soft, sweat-dampened strands of hair from her forehead.

Hold your breath.

She gently kissed the girl's eye before slowly getting up. She took out another coat from her storage ring and draped it over her shoulders.

Shi Yan quietly walked out of the tent.

Xiaxia will probably need to rest for a long time.

Inside the tent, the girl's delicate body curled up little by little, and she murmured almost in a dream...

"elder sister..."

The sky outside was gradually darkening, and the distant sky was covered with a beautiful orange-red color.

Perhaps it was to take care of the girl, or perhaps it was because the girl herself was weak in terms of physical strength.

Xiaxia's tent was in the center of the entire Xingtiansi camp.

Nearby were the temporary tents of Qi Bi, Ming Zhongqing, and Long Taoyi. Further away were the tents of the other female officials of the Starry Sky Division.

Xing Tiansi took good care of Xia Xia.

Shi Yan kept their care in mind.

But... Shi Yan was thinking about something else.

Luckily, I had Shi Jiuzhou help me set up a barrier, otherwise Xiaxia would have been socially dead on the spot when she woke up tomorrow.

"Owner..."

"Owner..."

Seeing Shi Yan come out, he made two very soft sounds.

Shi Jiuzhou and Xixue Zhiwu stood at the entrance of the tent.

Compared to Shi Jiuzhou, who had replenished his sword essence countless times in the "Thirty-Three Sword Pavilion," Xi Xuezhiwu's originally inorganic frost-blue eyes looked at Shi Yan with a somewhat evasive gaze.

Shi Jiuzhou stepped forward close to him.

A delicate fragrance wafted into his nose, and Shi Jiuzhou simply lowered his eyes and helped Shi Yan fasten his belt and other ornaments.

The host today is different from the one who came.

As my fingertips touched the ground... it was as if I could feel the exquisite and soft touch of the Thirty-Three Sword Pavilion from back then.

Shi Jiuzhou stood in front of Shi Yan, gently tugging at her collar to smooth out the wrinkles in her clothes. She almost greedily inhaled the scent that had been hers for the past few days.

Behind her, Snow Dance's expression was stiff.

I...missed another step.

Watching Shi Jiuzhou's retreating figure, Fine Snow Dance said, "That star official from the Starry Sky Division... came to see Master this afternoon."

"Something seems to be wrong."

If you can't get your hands on it, this guy can forget about having any fun either.

Shi Jiuzhou's movements stopped.

The thing she regrets most right now.

Why didn't I just break that rotten sword in the Sword Tomb and extract its fragments to give to Master Shiyan as material for weapon forging?

The second thing I regretted was by the stream.

Why couldn't I sacrifice just a little bit more... by burning one-fifth of my sword essence, so that Master Shiyan could use his divine power once?

"Emperor Yan - Great Flame Sword".

Burning this guy to ashes would solve everything.

Looking at the expressions of Shi Jiuzhou and Xixue Zhiwu, Shi Yan couldn't help but feel a headache coming on.

These two people... or rather, these two swords, are practically sworn enemies.

But thinking about it, it makes sense.

A thousand years ago, the master of Shi Jiuzhou killed the master of the Dance of Fine Snow.

And now... in Shi Jiuzhou's eyes, Fine Snow Dance is vying for his favor. Moreover, unlike Little Pixiu or Xiaxia, Fine Snow Dance and Shi Jiuzhou occupy the same 'niche'.

Shi Yan gently pinched Shi Jiuzhou's face, looking at the way Xi Xue Zhi Wu pursed her lips behind Shi Jiuzhou.

She took Shi Jiuzhou's arm, then stepped forward and took Xi Xuezhiwu's cold little hand in her other hand.

The dance of fine snow allowed Shi Yan's hand to invade her fingertips.

The woman's icy hand was gripped tightly by Shi Yan's interlocked fingers, and his soft lips bit down hard.

She obediently let Shi Yan drag her away.

In contrast to the dance of fine snow, there was Shi Jiuzhou, who was overly proactive in trying to embed Shi Yan's arm into his own.

Shi Yan walked toward Xing Cai's tent.

It's easy to recognize.

That's the biggest and most extravagant one.

As the 'princess' of the Xing clan, Xing Cai naturally enjoys special privileges within the Xing Tian Division.

He gently knocked on the door curtain, and only after hearing Xingcai's response did Shi Yan pull back the curtain.

So naturally... I didn't encounter any scenes with special perks.

Inside the tent, Xingcai's attire caught Shi Yan's eye.

After shedding her military uniform, Xingcai changed into a beautiful traditional Chinese dress with a front opening and high waist.

A bright red short-sleeved blouse paired with a pale pink, semi-sheer, floor-length silk skirt perfectly accentuated the woman's slender figure.

A pair of long, straight legs were faintly visible beneath the silk dress.

Xingcai sat opposite the little Pixiu, using small gold coins to increase the little Pixiu's favorability.

She looked at Shi Yan as he stepped into the tent and her expression suddenly became somewhat strange.

After all... even if it's a brother and sister reunited after a long separation.

The time spent being affectionate was a little too long.

In addition, she had also vaguely heard some rumors from Ming Zhongqing and the cultivators in Nanjun City.

For example... that girl wasn't actually the younger sister of the young master of the Shi family, but rather 'his' childhood bride or something.

Well... we need to carefully consider what those two have been doing since this morning.

"Sister Xingcai." Shi Yan sat down opposite Xingcai and held the little Pixiu on her lap.