Liu Tiancheng looked at Qin Mu.
Not long ago, a disciple guarding the area had sent word that the Holy Maiden of the Sword Sect had stormed the Library Pavilion with a young Dao Sect disciple.
Liu Tiancheng smiled.
“Since Friend Qin is here to choose a Martial Arts Manual, why not let me guide you?”
Hearing this, the temperature around Qin Ruoshuang instantly plummeted, and tiny ice crystals even formed in the air.
Liu Tiancheng spoke unhurriedly.
“Qin girl, it’s not that I’m taking away your chance to guide him, but you’re a sword cultivator and may not fully understand the Dao Sect’s Martial Arts Manuals. If something goes wrong, the consequences could be severe.”
After thinking for a moment, Qin Ruoshuang nodded.
But there were conditions.
“I want to accompany him.”
As she spoke, Qin Ruoshuang’s gaze locked onto Liu Zixi.
Her reasoning was simple.
Liu Zixi was Liu Tiancheng’s daughter.
That meant Mu’er would often meet with Liu Zixi.
If it were another woman, it wouldn’t matter, but with the two sisters’ beauty standards influencing him, Mu’er’s aesthetic taste had already been raised significantly.
However, Liu Zixi’s looks were in no way inferior to the Qin Family sisters, making her a formidable rival, second only to Aunt Lu!
Liu Tiancheng nodded in satisfaction, then turned to Qin Mu.
“Friend Qin, would you be willing to cultivate with me?”
Of course Qin Mu was willing.
This was a big shot—the Sect Leader himself!
Just thinking about it was exciting.
“Yes, yes! I greet you, Master!”
Qin Mu was about to kneel, but Liu Tiancheng hurriedly stopped him in a panic.
“Hey, hey, Friend Qin, you’re being too formal. There’s no need to become my disciple.”
Liu Tiancheng broke out in a cold sweat at Qin Mu’s actions.
If the Sect Master found out he’d taken Qin Mu as a disciple, there would be trouble for sure.
“Ah? There’s such a good thing?”
Qin Mu looked shocked.
To receive guidance without formally becoming a disciple—was this big shot just bored and looking for something to do?
Even Liu Zixi showed a hint of surprise.
It was her first time seeing her father treat a young man with such courtesy.
Her beautiful eyes gazed at Qin Mu, and her curiosity only grew.
Due to this sudden turn of events, Qin Mu stopped picking Martial Arts Manuals in the Library Pavilion.
Liu Tiancheng used a space shift, and in a blink, the scene before Qin Mu changed entirely.
As expected, a big shot is a big shot.
With just one move, the atmosphere was overwhelming—
Oops, wrong description.
It was utterly explosive.
“Hehe, this is my main peak. It’s also where Friend Qin will cultivate from now on.”
Clouds formed beneath Liu Tiancheng’s feet, lifting Qin Mu and the others into the air.
Soon, they arrived at a pavilion.
Liu Tiancheng knelt facing Qin Mu and the others.
“Friend Qin, show me your wrist. I’ll examine your meridians.”
“Oh, oh, okay.”
Qin Mu hurriedly rolled up his sleeve.
Now the big shot could thoroughly examine his meridian problem.
Since childhood, his ability to absorb Qi had always been slow.
The feeling was like constipation—exerting all his strength, but only a little moved.
Liu Tiancheng placed his fingers on Qin Mu’s wrist, sending out True Qi that carefully traced through all the meridians in his body.
The greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment.
As Liu Tiancheng’s frown deepened, Qin Mu’s initial anticipation faded into numbness.
Because every doctor his family had invited showed the exact same expression as Liu Tiancheng did now—face darker than coal.
Anyone unaware would think they just came out of a coal mine.
“Tsk, Friend Qin, this is the first time I’ve seen such meridians.”
Liu Tiancheng withdrew his hand.
“All the meridians are open, and their toughness is fine, but True Qi just can’t circulate smoothly.”
He paused.
“The Dantian is also normal, and the speed of converting spiritual power to True Qi isn’t slow. But True Qi just can’t circulate in the meridians.”
Liu Tiancheng, who had been full of confidence moments ago, now had no solutions.
Crack!
Liu Tiancheng’s words exploded in Qin Mu’s mind like thunder.
“Sect Leader, just say it straight. Can I… cultivate or not?”
Qin Mu was a little unwilling.
His xianxia dream had yet to begin, and now it was about to end?!
Liu Tiancheng stroked his chin.
He spoke slowly.
“It’s possible. I may not have a solution, but the Sect Master might.”
The Sect Master of the Seven Star Sect had a resounding reputation across the Heavenly Profound Continent and was among the most powerful individuals.
Qin Mu never expected not only to meet a big shot, but possibly a greater one.
Excitement shone in his eyes.
“Unfortunately, the Sect Master is attending the Eastern Domain Conference right now. It’ll be a few days before you can meet him.”
Liu Tiancheng sighed and stood up, looking at his daughter.
“Zixi, show Friend Qin around.”
Crack—
A wave of coldness threatened to erupt.
Liu Tiancheng saw Qin Ruoshuang’s True Qi surge, but with a wave of his sleeve, he suppressed it.
“Qin girl, don’t get so worked up. I also have something to give you this time.”
Seeing Qin Ruoshuang’s face unchanged, Liu Tiancheng continued.
“It’s about your Sword Heart problem—something the Sect Master entrusted to me. I went through a lot of trouble to find it.”
Qin Ruoshuang’s expression shifted.
But her gaze fell on her brother.
She pursed her lips and stepped forward.
“Stay here and behave. Wait for me.”
“Okay.”
Qin Mu nodded in agreement.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Liu Zixi.
Having a beautiful girl as company was a good thing, even if he didn’t dare act out.
It was soothing to the eyes!
I don’t have many hobbies, but I do like looking at beauties—not for any other reason, just for my own happiness!
As Qin Ruoshuang’s figure disappeared from his view, the restrained feelings inside Qin Mu began to stir.
Liu Zixi walked ahead, leading the way.
She glanced back.
“Come with me.”
“Alright, alright.”
Qin Mu rubbed his hands and followed.
***
Ma Tianming’s confession had failed again today, but that was fine.
As long as he persisted, he was sure to move Junior Sister Liu.
Just thinking of Liu Zixi’s stunning figure made his heart race.
As he daydreamed, a girl appeared before Ma Tianming.
Her beauty was peerless, her presence extraordinary.
Ma Tianming rubbed his eyes.
Confirming it wasn’t an illusion, his body trembled with excitement.
“Liu—”
Before he could finish, he saw a young man walking with the girl, both talking and laughing.
“You’re only fifteen?”
Liu Zixi said crisply.
“Yeah, I thought I had plenty of time, but my sister dragged me over for the assessment. I never expected to actually get in.”
Since childhood, Qin Mu had always slacked off whenever possible.
He’d hoped to put off the assessment for a few more years, but his two sisters wouldn’t have it.
“By that logic, you should call me ‘sister.'”
For some reason, Liu Zixi felt an urge to hear him call her ‘sister.’
“Ah! No way! Absolutely not!”
Qin Mu shook his head vigorously.
No way!
If he really called Liu Zixi ‘sister,’ Ruoshuang-jie and Mengyu-jie would skin him alive!
“Why not?”
Liu Zixi stopped and stared fiercely at Qin Mu.
Feeling her gaze, Qin Mu grew nervous.
“How about I call you ‘senior sister’ instead?”
This was already Qin Mu’s greatest compromise.
His two sisters were especially sensitive about the word ‘sister’ and never allowed him to call anyone else by that title.
Liu Zixi stared at him for a while, then spoke with slight dissatisfaction.
“Fine. Senior sister is acceptable.”
“Phew—”
Qin Mu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.
To be honest, maybe it was because he’d been disciplined by his sisters since childhood, but he was especially helpless around women.