The Junior Sister Isn't Flirtatious At All; It's All Their Fault for Being Too Seductive - Chapter 13

After staying in the Grand Void Realm for half a month, Jiang Luoyue felt her body had indeed become much lighter, suggesting that Gu Wangfeng’s medicinal prescription was effective.

A broken branch fell from the peach tree and landed directly on Jiang Luoyue’s head. Although it didn’t hurt, it still startled her.

She picked up the broken branch. It was long and straight. She played with it for a while, finding the texture quite nice, and decided she wanted to keep it as her weapon.

Jiang Luoyue brandished the broken branch, and spiritual power surged with her movements.

“Wan’er, you pick one up too, and let’s have a sparring match,” Jiang Luoyue poked Wan’er’s plump little cheek with the branch.

Wan’er immediately got annoyed, like a ruffled kitten. He instantly rummaged around on the ground, selected a thicker and longer peach branch, and started “fighting” with Jiang Luoyue.

However, because Jiang Luoyue was a cultivator, her movements were more agile. Wan’er was small, and the branch he chose was too big for him.

Jiang Luoyue’s branch poked his arm, stomach, leg, and butt, yet Wan’er could not touch her even once.

“You… you bad woman!” Wan’er cried out in exasperation.

The places Jiang Luoyue poked on him were the same places she usually liked to pinch him.

Little boys, after all, couldn’t compare to adults in muscle and bone density. He was still soft and plump to the touch, especially his tummy, which was round and bouncy after a full meal.

Gu Wangfeng patted the little boy’s head. “Luoyue, stop teasing him all the time.”

Wan’er seemed to gain support and hid behind Gu Wangfeng, popping his head out from under his wide sleeve to make faces and grimace at her.

“I’m going to sweep the courtyard,” Wan’er acted like a good boy in front of Gu Wangfeng, then darted away.

“Your talent is quite remarkable,” Gu Wangfeng was always placid, seemingly without emotion toward everything, but now his tone held a hidden note of astonishment.

Jiang Luoyue’s control over spiritual power was absolutely superior to his.

Even Gu Wangfeng had to rely on high-grade artifacts to better utilize his spiritual power, yet Jiang Luoyue could casually use any item at hand, imbuing it with her spiritual power.

Jiang Luoyue scratched her head, feeling a little embarrassed.

“However, didn’t you forget that everything here is a manifestation of my cultivation?” Gu Wangfeng spoke softly.

Only then did Jiang Luoyue realize that he could sense everything here. The broken branch in her hand was now neither something to throw away nor something to keep.

“Take it with you. My cultivation is at the Great Ascension stage, and my spiritual power will be attached to it. It can also… protect you,” Gu Wangfeng said.

Protect you. This did not sound like something a person of extraordinary detachment would say.

“Then won’t I be able to slaughter everything and everyone, hahaha!” Jiang Luoyue placed her hands on her hips and laughed loudly, a posture that was anything but ladylike.

However, Gu Wangfeng’s next sentence poured a bucket of cold water on her enthusiasm.

“You can only use the Great Ascension stage power once a day. At other times, you will still have your Golden Core cultivation,” Gu Wangfeng looked at her with a helpless expression. Sometimes he felt that the girl in front of him was no different from Wan’er.

“Ah!” Jiang Luoyue howled in disappointment, her expression extremely exaggerated.

Gu Wangfeng was amused. He could not understand how a girl could make such an elaborate and comical wail of sorrow.

A thick layer of petals had accumulated under the peach tree. Gu Wangfeng raised his hand and waved, and most of the petals vanished, leaving only a thin layer behind.

“Wangfeng, how many years have you been cultivating in the Grand Void Realm? Why did you shut yourself away here?” Jiang Luoyue asked.

Gu Wangfeng paused. He had always known that his name was excellent, signifying one who stands by the mountain valley, watching the clear, flowing wind (Wangfeng). But when those two characters were spoken by her, they sounded especially pleasing.

His gaze fell upon Jiang Luoyue’s beautiful lips.

“Is it because of social phobia?” Jiang Luoyue tilted her head in confusion. What was Gu Wangfeng spacing out for?

“What is social phobia?” During this time, Gu Wangfeng often heard strange words from her mouth. Each time, Jiang Luoyue would explain them, saying she made them up herself.

“It’s just the fear of interacting with people,” Jiang Luoyue explained simply.

Jiang Luoyue did not hear him speak again. She looked up and saw his lips pressed tightly together, as if he were hesitating whether to speak.

“If you don’t want to say, then don’t,” Jiang Luoyue waved her hand dismissively.

Gu Wangfeng merely lowered his head, clearly unwilling to explain further, seemingly lost in his memories.

Just when Jiang Luoyue thought she would spend the sixty-six days in this peaceful state, an accident occurred.

When she saw Wan’er, she asked as usual, “Where is your Master?”

In truth, she was already silently answering her own question: cultivating, of course.

She asked this every day. Previously, Wan’er had already complained to her, “Can you stop asking? He’s definitely cultivating! My Master can’t think of anything else.”

However, today was different. Wan’er dejectedly handed her the medicine, watched her drink it, and did not bicker with her the entire time.

“What’s wrong, Wan’er?” Jiang Luoyue reached out and touched his head, still wondering where a small child got so many emotions.

She tilted her head to look and saw that Wan’er’s eyes were red.

“Master… Master is feeling unwell again,” Wan’er sobbed, wiping his tears with his sleeve.

Jiang Luoyue remembered that Wan’er was only a blade of grass enlightened by Gu Wangfeng. She had not expected him to cry so loudly.

“What happened to Gu Wangfeng?” Jiang Luoyue was also anxious. This person had helped her so much; how could she stand by when he was in trouble? “Quickly, take me to him.”

“Master never lets me near him when this happens,” Wan’er lowered his head, very disheartened. Master had never told him why he was in pain.

“Wan’er is still young. Master didn’t tell you, probably because he was afraid you’d worry,” Jiang Luoyue bent down and patted the child’s head. “But Older Sister is a cultivator, so perhaps Older Sister can help.”

Wan’er tilted his little head, hesitating whether to take her.

In the past, when he approached Master’s courtyard during these times, Master would only shout at him to stay away.

The first time this happened, Wan’er was helpless. He didn’t understand why the Master, who was normally so kind, was so fierce that day. He even thought Master didn’t want him anymore.

When Gu Wangfeng finally walked out of his courtyard, he saw Wan’er curled up in the corner like a small beast, his eyes red from crying.

Gu Wangfeng quickly picked him up and comforted him. Since then, Wan’er knew that Gu Wangfeng became very frightening when he was in pain.

“Wan’er, don’t be afraid.” Jiang Luoyue hugged the child close, gently patting his back with one hand and stroking the back of his head with the other.

Wan’er felt the warmth of Jiang Luoyue’s embrace. It was soft and smelled pleasant, a completely different feeling from when Master hugged him.

Wan’er sniffled and, as if having made up his mind, took Jiang Luoyue’s hand. “Older Sister, I’ll take you there.”