After everyone had dispersed, the two Elders gave Liu Xusheng and Qin Mu a stern lecture.
Friendly sparring was acceptable, but they had to know their limits.
If either really wanted to settle things decisively, they should apply to take their fight to the arena.
Qin Mu agreed repeatedly, but what surprised him was that the big guy—whom he had assumed would be arrogant and rebellious—actually took the Elders’ criticism quietly, without a single complaint, occasionally scratching the back of his head and smiling sheepishly.
Not far away, Chen Shuo watched Qin Mu and Liu Xusheng, rubbing the ring on his finger as his gaze shifted between the two.
“Heh, the Liu Family Sword Maniac’s reputation is well-earned. Such strength would definitely give me a hard time. But that kid beside him… there’s something unusual about him.”
Chen Shuo stared at Qin Mu’s face, quickly flashing through mental images of geniuses—but none matched.
“Strange…”
After the incident, Qin Mu naturally avoided wandering outside.
If he encountered another who drew their great sword without a word and attacked, his small frame wouldn’t be able to withstand it.
Inside the room, Qin Mengyu was studying a Dan Prescription when she saw her younger brother enter looking dejected.
She asked, “What’s wrong, Mu’er? Did someone bully you?”
Qin Mengyu was puzzled.
It shouldn’t be like this.
Both she and Miss Ruoshuang had already given him the Holy Maiden Token, the symbol of their status.
Logically, no reckless disciple should come looking for trouble.
At this, Young Master Qin felt wronged and recounted everything that had happened to his sister in detail.
“Mengyu, is everyone in the Seven Star Sect like this? Who just draws a great sword on someone right away…”
Hearing her brother’s experience, Qin Mengyu wanted to stand up for him, but then reconsidered…
Gently stroking her brother’s head, Qin Mengyu said softly, “Yes, sparring between disciples within the sect is quite normal. Since you’ve joined the sect, you’ll have to get used to it, okay?”
“Ah!”
Qin Mu thought to himself, does this mean every time I go out, someone will want to spar with me?
Seeing the concern in her brother’s eyes, Qin Mengyu’s expression turned sly.
She teased, “So it’s better if you just stay quietly in your room. If you do go out, be mentally prepared.”
Qin Mu never imagined that upon arriving at the Seven Star Sect, in this unfamiliar environment filled with so many beautiful young ladies—who knows, maybe his future wife was among them—and if he were to have a wonderful encounter, wouldn’t that be perfect?
But before his dream even started, it was already over.
“Alright then, Mengyu, I just want to be alone for a while.”
Young Master Qin dragged his exhausted body back onto the bed.
Thinking that the colorful sect life ahead was out of reach, Qin Mu immediately shed tears onto the sheets.
Seeing his brother’s dejected figure, Qin Mengyu felt apologetic.
Sorry, Mu’er, I lied to you—but it’s for your own good.
Just stay by your sister’s side from now on. I have plenty of cultivation resources.
***
Young Master Qin’s Diary:
First day at the Seven Star Sect, my beautiful illusions shattered. Heart broken, the whole world suddenly lost its color.
***
The next morning, Young Master Qin was dragged out of his warm bed by his sister bright and early.
Rubbing his blurry eyes, Qin Mu noticed both of his sisters dressed unusually formally.
The two sisters, usually without makeup, were dressed up with an unexpected elegance.
Amidst their cool demeanor, a hint of charm appeared—especially on their previously pink lips, now tinted bright red with rouge, so vivid they looked bite-worthy.
Momentarily dazed, Qin Mu asked, “What’s going on? Is there something important today?”
Seeing the amazed look in their brother’s eyes, the two sisters were quite pleased.
Qin Mengyu tapped his forehead and said with mock annoyance, “Mu’er, shouldn’t you be paying attention to something? Didn’t the Elders tell you during the assessment? Today is the day you officially join the sect.”
Upon hearing this, Young Master Qin was instantly displeased.
What do they mean I’m not paying attention?
I just walked the Stairs and then passed out, waking up in bed.
The Elders never told me this.
Qin Ruoshuang stepped forward and pinched her brother’s tender cheek, satisfied inside.
“Today is the sect selection. Mu’er, you will join the Dao Sect. Remember that.”
“The Dao Sect?”
Qin Mu looked at his sisters in confusion.
He thought he’d have to choose between the Sword Sect or the Dan Sect, but he didn’t expect it to be the Dao Sect, which he knew little about.
“Why? Isn’t it better if I join the same sect as you?”
Recalling the Seven Star Sect’s tradition of frequent sparring with a strong emphasis on martial virtue, if he chose the Sword or Dan Sect, the sisters might look after him a bit.
But going to the Dao Sect, where he had no understanding of its principles or the Dao itself—what if they found out he was a fraud and kicked him out?
Then what would happen to my future wife?
Would I end up a lonely widower?
Of course, both sisters wanted their brother to join their own sect, but the Sect Master had said that this time an exception could be made—but only if he joined the Dao Sect.
The Sect Master’s decision surely had her reasons, likely to address the slow progress in his cultivation.
Qin Mengyu had examined him thoroughly and found his innate physique was quite good.
He shouldn’t still be stuck at the third layer of Qi Refinement at this point.
She smiled and said, “Mu’er, your sister can’t protect you forever. You have to learn to grow up and rely on yourself.”
Hearing this, Qin Mu curled his lip.
Hmph, sounds good, but before, they practically wanted to chain me up so I wouldn’t stray out of sight.
Now the sisters are acting like this—there’s definitely something fishy going on.
“Alright then.”
Qin Mu agreed in one breath. The reason for his quick consent was his own plan.
Cultivation requires closed cultivation, and during that period, one must not be disturbed.
Once in the Dao Sect, he’d tell his sister he needed to close himself off for some time after reflecting on a book.
Then wouldn’t it be his own world?
Ahahaha!!
Thinking this, Qin Mu put his hands on his hips and gave himself a mental thumbs-up for his brilliant foresight.
With this thought, Qin Mu got dressed and took his sister’s flying boat to a spacious area.
“All right, this is the place, Mu’er. Remember, during the sect selection, you must join the Dao Sect.”
Setting Qin Mu down, Qin Mengyu kept reminding him.
“I know, I know, Mengyu, I’m not a three-year-old. I won’t forget something this small.”
After speaking, Qin Mu was about to leave when a voice called out.
“Wait.”
Qin Mu turned to see Miss Ruoshuang, who had been silent until now, walking over.
Qin Ruoshuang leaned forward slightly, a refreshing fragrance wafting to his nose.
Looking at her brother’s fair face, Qin Ruoshuang’s red lips approached.
Peck!
A bright red kiss was left on Qin Mu’s cheek.
“Hm, good enough. Let’s go.”
Satisfied with her handiwork, Qin Ruoshuang nodded.
Qin Mu’s face flushed deeply from his sister’s unexpected gesture.
He wiped his cheek with his sleeve.
“Miss Ruoshuang, I’m not a child anymore.”
The sudden intimate act made his heart pound uncontrollably.
Qin Mengyu watched her brother’s hasty retreat and turned to her sister, “Miss Ruoshuang, is your rouge… the kind that doesn’t fade?”
Qin Ruoshuang said, “It’ll disappear after three days.”
“But then Mu’er will…”
“Isn’t that good?”
“No, it’s very good.”