After the time travel, my cheat program disappeared.

However, Shi Yan didn't care that this was downstream.

Just as she said before, some people are even ecstatic because this is downstream.

After slightly rousing herself, Shi Yan looked back deeply at the direction of the bamboo house, as if she could feel Shi Hongjian's gaze. Only then did she shake off all her emotions and leave.

In Shi Wei's courtyard, Xiao Jingse and Du Gui had been waiting for a long time.

Du Gui, who was already trembling with fear in front of Shi Yan, became even more timid in front of the Pure Color Mandala, to the point that her body seemed to no longer belong to her.

Her hands were clenched tightly beneath the soft gauze.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, my knees were almost pressed together, and I couldn't put my toes down or dangle them.

Just like that, taut, my toes lightly touching the ground, yet it felt like I had absolutely no support.

If it weren't for Shi Wei and Shi Hongqi being reluctant to part with Shi Yan and waiting in the room on the side, Du Gui felt that he would probably have mentally collapsed.

Whether it's his own inner demon or his junior sister's inner demon... they are all as naive as children when they are truly outside the realm of demons.

Just sitting opposite the Pure Color Mandala, watching the girl who seemed bored and resting her chin on her hand in a daze, Du Gui already felt as if his spirit was about to decay and be polluted.

But... Xiao Jingse really didn't make a move against Du Gui.

Even the spontaneous "contamination" that a Pure Color Mandala instinctively causes to ordinary humans in the surrounding area was something that Little Pure Color had learned how to conceal a thousand years ago.

She was just bored waiting for Shi Yan, but not to the point of wanting to take Du Gui as a toy.

As soon as Shi Yan stepped into the room, he saw Xiao Jingse Mandala looking bored, and Du Gui sitting on the edge of the bed, so nervous that his toes were completely off the ground.

"Shiyan!!" Jingse Mandala rushed directly into Shiyan's arms.

The girl wrapped her nose tightly around Shi Yan's waist.

Shi Yan stroked the little head of the pure-colored mandala and gave Du Gui a somewhat apologetic smile.

Du Gui finally relaxed, letting go of the tension in his heart.

Outside the door, Shi Wei and Shi Hongqi, looking hesitant, slowly entered.

They were probably the last two girls to say goodbye to Shi Yan.

Compared to Shi Wei, who only wanted to say goodbye to Shi Yan, Shi Hongqi, who was much more reserved and timid, was clearly much more prepared.

She spent several days crafting a magical artifact for Shi Yan.

It looks like a chair made of jade and shaped like bamboo that can be carried on one's back.

The function of the ritual implement is very simple: to allow Xiaxia to sit securely behind Shiyan.

Then they helped Shi Yan and Xia Xia shield themselves from the wind, rain, and sun.

Although it was only the lowest-grade magic artifact, it allowed Shi Yan to free his hands when carrying the sleeping Xia Xia, carrying her on his back without constricting her.

Watching Shi Hongqi help Shi Yan carry Xia Xia on his back, Shi Wei just stood there blankly, her eyes filled with a fascinating expression.

That feeling... is like your best buddy who usually sneaks out of class with you to have fun, but during exams he writes like a pro and gets incredibly good grades.

hateful!

She was secretly preparing it behind my back!

Suddenly, Shi Wei felt a surge of emotion, realizing that she herself was a clown.

Faced with Shi Yan, she could only manage a pathetic, forced smile.

Fortunately——

Shi Yan wasn't a girl who cared much about these things.

Although he was indeed touched when he received Shi Hongqi's gift, he would not neglect Shi Wei because of it.

Shi Yan hugged the girl tightly and said goodbye to Shi Wei.

Holding up the pure-colored mandala, Master Yan and Du Gui prepared to leave "Heaven and Earth".

However... when he reached the vicinity of the flower corridor, Shi Yan suddenly stopped, greeted Du Gui, and then looked back into the depths of the flower corridor.

Behind the purple flower cluster, a pair of eyes that had turned dark gold blinked nervously as they looked at him.

It's that little girl.

Shi Yan waved in Shi Moyi's direction.

But the little girl, with tears welling up in her eyes, quickly pulled her head back inside.

She dared not say goodbye to Shi Yan.

The little girl could only cling tightly to the bamboo in the flower corridor, tears streaming down her face, her shoulders trembling as she sobbed countless times before Shi Moyi finally peeked out.

Outside the flower-lined corridor, there was no one.

Sister Shiyan has probably really passed away.

She loathed her own cowardice.

Because of this cowardice, I lost my last chance to say goodbye to Sister Shiyan.

Finally... she couldn't hold back and burst into tears.

Just then... the little girl suddenly felt her body being lifted up.

"Who bullied our little Mo Yi---" The familiar voice... appeared again and again in my dreams, saving me.

The little girl was lifted up by Shi Yan, who then turned her around and looked at the little girl who was crying her eyes out.

Shi Moyi wanted to wipe away his tears.

But how could a little girl's tears be wiped away so easily?

The more I wiped away my tears, the more they flowed.

The more I didn't want to embarrass myself in front of Sister Shiyan, the more embarrassing it seemed to be when I cried.

Although... what the little girl didn't know was that her older sisters and the clan leader cried even more shamefully than she did when they were bullied.

The teacher kissed away the girl's tears.

It was as if by some magical spell called "Master's Words" that the girl's tears stopped instantly.

"Don't cry, don't cry-"

"I will definitely come back."

"Pinky promise..."

"Okay—" Shi Yan supported the girl's petite body with one hand and made a pinky promise with her with the other, "Liars will suffer a thousand deaths..."

But before she could finish speaking, the girl covered her mouth with a tearful expression.

"Do not……"

"Don't say things like that, Sister Shiyan." A sobbing voice.

Even if it meant breaking her promise, the girl didn't want Shi Yan to suffer that kind of punishment.

"If...if Sister Shiyan is lying."

"Let's punish Sister Shiyan by making her only marry Sister Shiwei..."

After thinking for a moment, as if feeling that it might be unfair to Shi Hongqi, "the most..."

"At most, we can add Sister Hongqi."

Then the little girl's voice grew softer and softer, "Again..."

"And me too..."

Shi Yan was both amused and exasperated by the little girl. She teased the girl, "Then what about your clan leader?"

"Huh!?" The girl was stunned by Shi Yan's words.

Shi Moyi's eyes widened as if he had discovered a new continent. "The... the clan leader?"

Looking at Shi Yan, she suddenly raised her hands.

"Sister Shiyan is so amazing!"

Part 450. How much does my younger sister, Shiyan, like me? [First update, 4K words]

He ruffled the girl's soft, short hair, carefully placed her on the stone bench in the flower corridor, and then turned and left.

Separation is such a thing.

Even if it's something as trivial as a teacher's words, I don't really like facing it.

Especially... when facing girls like Xiang Shi Moyi or Xiao Nu Ba Xiao Pixiu, whose eyes seem to light up when they talk about you.

"As expected of Miss Shi Yan—" Under Shi Yan's seemingly still somewhat doubtful gaze, Du Gui gently lowered her shoulders, a hint of mockery appearing in the woman's beautiful, snow-blue eyes.

"Hmm?" Shi Yan tilted his head and looked at Du Gui.

“Even such a tiny radish head—” Du Gui gestured with his hand.

really--

Compared to Du Gui, a body cultivator whose tall and handsome figure even surpasses Shi Yan by a small margin, Shi Moyi is just a little kid.

She chuckled softly, "They all say it with such an admiring tone..."

"And me too."

Shi Yan looked at Du Gui's smiling face, which seemed to be teasing him.

This girl... she seems pretty brave.

Gently taking Du Gui's hand, Shi Yan tried to appear calm, but... a hint of nervousness and shyness was clearly visible in her eyes as she exchanged spiritual energy with Du Gui.

The woman's shoulders were trembling slightly.

“There are different kinds of ‘like’.” Shi Yan slowed down, allowing Du Gui to barely keep up with her pace despite her strenuous efforts.

"Everyone likes a cute yet determined girl."

"This is related to Xiaxia..."

"It's a completely different kind of 'liking'."