Chapter 6: Seizing Power and Profit from His Sister

Qin Mu had just woken up when he heard the voices of his two sisters talking outside the room.

Not long after, the door was pushed open.

Qin Mengyu saw her younger brother awake, hurried to the bedside, and placed her slender fingers on his wrist to check his pulse.

“Mu’er, how do you feel? Is there any discomfort?”

Qin Mu shook his head.

He was just a bit suffocated.

As Young Master Qin, he wasn’t that fragile.

Looking at Miss Mengyu’s worried expression, Qin Mu asked, “Miss Mengyu, by the way, where should I stay next?”

Qin Mengyu rolled her eyes in annoyance.

“You blockhead, if you don’t live with your sister, where else do you want to stay?”

“What! No way!”

Hearing that he’d have to live with his sister, Qin Mu immediately stood up on the bed.

This wouldn’t do.

Wouldn’t that mean living under his sister’s shadow every day?!

It was like this before coming to the Seven Star Sect, and even after arriving, nothing had changed.

Wouldn’t that make his journey meaningless?!

Qin Ruoshuang’s eyes narrowed, her voice icy.

“Say that again.”

Sensing the gaze of death, Qin Mu immediately sat obediently, but he still had to protest.

“I’m already this old. Isn’t it time I had some privacy?”

If they lived together, he wouldn’t even have the chance to read books that promote harmonious relations between men and women, let alone do anything simple about his own future.

He was still young and full of vigor—how could he just give up?

Whether for the sake of Lefty and Righty, or for his own future, he couldn’t give up so easily.

Ding!

Qin Ruoshuang drew her sword, and a chill filled the air.

Within a few breaths, Qin Mu was shivering, his teeth chattering as he looked at Miss Ruoshuang’s cold gaze.

Young Master Qin, who had been under his sister’s rule since childhood, instinctively chose a compromise.

“Th-then… in that case, can the daytime be my free time… Ah, ah-choo!”

“Alright, whatever Mu’er wants.”

Seeing her younger brother sneezing from the cold, Qin Mengyu felt a bit distressed.

She took his hand and sent a wave of true qi through him.

In an instant, Qin Mu felt warm all over.

Although Qin Mengyu’s face looked helpless, in her heart, she couldn’t have been happier.

Living outside?

No way.

The outside world was dangerous, and there were so many bad women.

Mu’er had been pure since childhood; it would be too risky!

A sister is half a mother.

As an older sister, Qin Mengyu naturally had to take responsibility for her brother’s daily life.

Having secured some rights, Young Master Qin was in high spirits, wishing he could immediately call his lackey Ahu to feast and drink.

Sigh, what a pity Ahu hadn’t come with him.

The days with Ahu had been pleasant.

Ever since Young Master Qin got caught teasing the maids by his sister, he hadn’t had a single maid around, only men—he was nearly losing his mind.

Fortunately, his sister wasn’t home every day and would return to the Sect from time to time.

During those times when she was away, Young Master Qin would sneak out daily and live freely.

***

Dan Sect, rear mountain.

A young man sat cross-legged.

In front of him, beneath a Medicinal Cauldron, brown flames burned, flickering as if snakes were coiling around the cauldron.

“Rise!”

The youth gave a soft shout.

A Pill flew out from the cauldron, spun above it for a moment, then shot toward the sky.

“Hmph! Trying to escape!”

His fingers curled, and a terrifying suction emanated from his palm.

The Pill halted in midair, then flew into his hand.

The Pill was round and glossy, radiating a rich fragrance.

Pill Veins appeared on its surface—a mark of a high-grade Pill.

“Truly worthy of being my clan brother. You’ve already refined a fifth-grade Pill; a sixth-grade is within reach!”

The young man beside him cupped his hands in congratulations.

If Qin Mu were here, he would have immediately recognized Chen Shuo.

The youth looked at the Pill in his hand, his expression unsatisfied.

Though being able to refine such a Pill at his age was enough to stand above his peers, it still wasn’t enough.

“Qin… Meng… Yu…”

He pronounced each word slowly.

If not for Qin Mengyu’s existence, he would already be Saint Son, not merely a Saint Son Candidate.

Being able to refine a seventh-grade Pill in his twenties, Qin Mengyu’s terrifying talent made her becoming Holy Maiden a foregone conclusion, and the gap in Saint Son talent wasn’t small either.

But unfortunately, Qin Mengyu’s talent was simply too monstrous.

The most outstanding Saint Son Candidate in the Dan Sect had only refined a fifth-grade Pill, which couldn’t compare to the seventh grade at all.

How could anyone else compete with such excellence?

Thus, the matter of establishing a Saint Son was delayed again and again.

The youth glanced at Chen Shuo, somewhat dissatisfied.

“You said you’d definitely take first place. Why did you only bring me a second place?”

At this, Chen Shuo was also annoyed.

“Clan brother, you don’t know—the guy in first place got a bye Number Plate and passed the test directly.”

“Oh?”

The youth looked puzzled.

“Bye? That never happened in my day.”

“Could it be a new experiment by the Sect Master?”

“Forget it. It’s already decided; no point talking more.”

He looked at Chen Shuo.

“Tomorrow is the Seven Sects selection. With your ranking, you can choose for yourself. At that time, except for the Sword Sect and Dan Sect, you can pick any of the other five Sects.”

In the Seven Star Sect, aside from the Dan Sect’s monster Qin Mengyu, there was also the Sword Sect’s Qin Ruoshuang.

It was said that one of the founding ancestors left a sword manual.

Qin Ruoshuang mastered its essence at a glance, and among her peers, no one had ever forced her to use a second sword.

She even sparred with the Grand Elder in the way of the sword and remained undefeated—a true monster.

Because of Qin Ruoshuang, the Sword Sect’s Saint Son seat had long remained vacant.

Some even rumored that the next Sect Leader of both the Dan Sect and Sword Sect was already set as Qin Mengyu and Qin Ruoshuang.

There were even wilder claims that it wouldn’t be the Sect Leader positions, but rather the Sect Master and Vice Sect Leader.

Perhaps only when the two voluntarily stepped down could a Saint Son appear.

In the Seven Star Sect, Saint Sons and Holy Maidens couldn’t step down until after fifty years.

To the Elders of the Sect, fifty years passed in the blink of an eye—why hurry?

But for new disciples, fifty years was too long.

Only after reaching the Yuan Ying Stage could they understand what a mere sixty years felt like.

“As long as you succeed in becoming the Saint Son of any of the five Sects, our Chen Family will surely gain the most seats at the next Elder Council.”

The youth instructed.

“Understood. Then, clan brother, I’ll take my leave.”

“Wait.”

The youth handed the Pill to Chen Shuo.

“Keep this Pill. Take it when you’re ready for Foundation Establishment.”

Chen Shuo was momentarily stunned.

Using a fifth-grade Pill for Foundation Establishment was something he never dared dream of.

He hadn’t expected his clan brother to be so generous.

No matter how cold a man was, his heart could still be warm.

“Clan brother’s kindness—I will never forget. This time, the Chen Family will surely succeed!”

“Good, well said! Jie jie jie!!”

“Thank you for the praise, clan brother! Jie jie jie!!”