The Junior Sister Isn't Flirtatious At All; It's All Their Fault for Being Too Seductive - Chapter 17

“It’s probably because you helped me cleanse my spiritual roots, and I soaked in the Spirit Spring for so long,” Jiang Luoyue explained, her eyes darting nervously as she spoke.

This nervous, guilt-ridden demeanor made the strict, tense expression on Gu Wangfeng’s face inevitably soften.

“Luoyue, you are not very good at lying,” Gu Wangfeng’s eyes crinkled with a hint of a smile.

“I’m sorry, I don’t know how to explain it. Just assume I have a method for refining spiritual energy that is different from ordinary people,” Jiang Luoyue scratched her head.

Good, good. Gu Wangfeng didn’t treat me like an anomaly.

“It’s not that I’m unwilling to tell you, it’s just that…” Jiang Luoyue tried to explain further.

Gu Wangfeng, however, placed his index finger against her lips, stopping her from continuing.

“It’s fine. Tell me when you are ready,” Gu Wangfeng said.

His attitude gave Jiang Luoyue a great sense of security. A feeling of reluctance to part arose in her heart. Gu Wangfeng was strong enough to protect her well, and he was so gentle.

Gu Wangfeng looked up at the boundless sky. “You should leave quickly. Someone is waiting for you.”

Jiang Luoyue nodded. She knew she still had things to do. Since she was already a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was time to return to Purple Peak to settle scores.

Gu Wangfeng had already packed a travel bag for her, stuffing it with various talismans, pills, and artifacts, all of which were particularly beautiful.

“Once you leave, remember to come find me if you encounter any danger,” Gu Wangfeng said gently.

“Also, remember to visit me often,” Gu Wangfeng’s voice was noticeably quieter when he said this.

Looking at him now, Jiang Luoyue felt he resembled a small wife sending her husband off, cooing and asking him to remember to come home early. This was completely different from the image of the aloof, mountain-peak flower she first encountered.

“Okay, I will,” Jiang Luoyue smiled sweetly. She naturally intended to agree to Gu Wangfeng. He might become her greatest backer in the cultivation world.

A Great Ascension cultivator! Who wouldn’t be shocked to hear that?

Jiang Luoxing had been despondent for quite some time after Jiang Luoyue’s disappearance. However, thinking that if Older Sister returned one day and needed his protection, he would be useless, he ultimately forced himself to cheer up and practice his sword every day.

Yue Wenqiu had never given up searching for her. As the eldest young master of the East Mount Sect, he naturally had plenty of manpower.

Uncle Chen, or Chen Zheng, was the Yue family’s head steward and was already at the late Integration Stage of cultivation, just one step away from the Unity Stage.

Chen Zheng was naturally reluctant for his young master to waste too much effort on a woman, but he also did not want to see his young master become depressed. Therefore, he led the East Mount Sect’s experts out to search for her every day.

However, none of them dared to venture too deep into the cliff, as no one had ever returned alive from the Grand Void Cliff for thousands of years.

They only dared to circle the Grand Void Cliff a few times. However, on this particular day, Chen Zheng saw a graceful, slender woman.

For a moment, he thought his eyes were deceiving him.

Jiang Luoyue sat on the peach branch, flying up from the bottom of the cliff, swaying her legs leisurely as if she were swinging in a courtyard.

Just as Jiang Luoyue landed by the edge of the cliff, Chen Zheng brought the group of people behind him to her.

Seeing the woman before him with her exquisite features and delicate eyes, Chen Zheng almost thought she was a Fox Demon.

He had lived for over a thousand years, working diligently for the Yue family for half his life, and had seen all sorts of people. Upon seeing Jiang Luoyue’s appearance, he couldn’t help but think that if he were a young man like his Young Master, he would certainly develop feelings of affection for her.

Jiang Luoyue was startled. She held the peach branch horizontally in front of her, wondering if she would have to use Gu Wangfeng’s power as soon as she left the Grand Void Realm.

“Who are you?” she asked cautiously.

“Please don’t be afraid, Miss Jiang. We were sent by Young Master Yue Wenqiu to search for you,” Chen Zheng explained. “My name is Chen Zheng. We have been searching this area of the Grand Void Cliff for over two months.”

Jiang Luoyue was skeptical. She naturally trusted Yue Wenqiu, but she wasn’t sure if the person in front of her was telling the truth.

Chen Zheng smiled, showing a bit of the gentle benevolence of a middle-aged man, like an uncle.

“It’s good that Miss Jiang is cautious. I saw you from a distance and immediately sent a voice transmission to Young Master Yue. He will be here soon,” Chen Zheng stroked his long beard.

Chen Zheng sensed the surge of spiritual power from Jiang Luoyue’s action of holding the peach branch.

It’s actually the Nascent Soul stage.

Because Yue Wenqiu had not explained Jiang Luoyue’s background to his family, only simply saying she was from an unknown minor sect.

Chen Zheng found this astonishing. To reach the Nascent Soul stage at such a young age—that was a talent even a major sect like the East Mount Sect would scramble to recruit.

In that case, Young Master marrying her would be quite fitting.

“Speaking of which, I am the head steward of the Yue family. If the Young Master is to get married in the future, it will certainly be me helping to manage the affairs,” Chen Zheng had a very favorable impression of this talented and beautiful woman.

Jiang Luoyue mentally pressed her hand to her forehead. Uncles of this age always loved gossiping about the younger generation’s romantic affairs.

Yue Wenqiu and Jiang Luoxing soon arrived at the edge of the Grand Void Cliff. Seeing Jiang Luoyue, both men rushed towards her.

Jiang Luoxing hugged Jiang Luoyue tightly around the waist, burying his head in her neck and rubbing incessantly, like a kitten that hadn’t seen its owner in a long time, desperately trying to leave its scent on its owner.

“Older Sister, Older Sister, I finally found you! I thought…” Jiang Luoxing’s voice choked up as he spoke, unable to continue.

Jiang Luoyue felt hot tears rolling onto her neck. She stroked Jiang Luoxing’s head, petting him like a small dog and giving him a good tousling.

“Did you think you wouldn’t see me again?” Jiang Luoyue said with a laugh, coaxing him like a child. But she also felt a little guilty. Being away from them for so long, they must have been terribly worried.

“I… I didn’t. I believe Older Sister would never leave me. I would have waited forever,” Jiang Luoxing hugged her even tighter, not wanting her to say such inauspicious words.

She looked at Yue Wenqiu. His face was pale, and he had dark circles under his eyes. It looked like he hadn’t rested well in these two months either.

Jiang Luoyue noticed that Yue Wenqiu had also wanted to hug her, but Jiang Luoxing had been faster. She thought that she would comfort Yue Wenqiu properly when they returned.

She gave Yue Wenqiu a sweet, well-behaved smile, and his expression finally softened somewhat.

“Alright, let’s go back now,” Chen Zheng’s good-natured voice rang out. “Don’t stand in the wind reminiscing. Let’s go back to the courtyard for a small drink.”

The group then flew back to the East Mount Sect on their swords. Since Jiang Luoxing was a mortal and couldn’t fly on a sword, he naturally had to squeeze in with Jiang Luoyue.

Chen Zheng and the others left early, allowing the three of them to catch up properly.

As shrewd as Chen Zheng was, even though he hadn’t seen Miss Jiang and her “brother” many times, this time he sensed that their relationship was more than just ordinary siblings.

However, thinking that Jiang Luoxing was only a mortal and his Young Master was still superior to him, Chen Zheng felt a slight surge of pride in his heart.

In the courtyard, Yue Wenqiu set out fresh spirit fruits, and Jiang Luoxing prepared delicious spirit beast meat and spirit beast soup.

Sitting at the table, Jiang Luoyue couldn’t help but swallow. Her mouth had certainly been bored during her time with Gu Wangfeng; she hadn’t eaten anything this delicious.

Jiang Luoxing and Yue Wenqiu are so good to me, sob, sob.

Following Gu Wangfeng, one can only survive on wind and dew, after all…