The Junior Sister Isn't Flirtatious At All; It's All Their Fault for Being Too Seductive - Chapter 25

Guided by the System, Jiang Luoyue searched for the location of the Senior Brother. Jiang Luoyue realized that her System didn’t seem very “intelligent.” It was understandable that it wouldn’t tell her things related to the “Secrets of the Heavens” which couldn’t be revealed, but why didn’t it tell her about Zhao Ziyan’s sudden appearance just now? If the System had warned her in time, Jiang Luoyue would definitely not have let Luo Xiuping escape. But if the System was truly useless, how could it guide her now? Jiang Luoyue found it strange—in novels, systems were always omniscient and omnipotent!

Jiang Luoyue first caught a whiff of pungent blood, and then she saw the state of the Senior Brother, Li Changting. He was huddled in a corner like a beggar, his clothes tattered and soaked with blood, which had already turned dark red. Someone suddenly arrived, and Li Changting subconsciously shrank further into the corner. When he looked up, Jiang Luoyue could only notice his vacant eyes; his face was filthy.

“Junior… Junior Sister Jiang… cough, cough.” Li Changting had been imprisoned for more than three months and hadn’t spoken for too long. His voice was terribly hoarse. When he spoke, it sounded as grating as a broken bellows, and even he was surprised enough to touch his throat.

“Don’t come over, there’s a formation,” Li Changting said with difficulty.

“What happened here?” As a transmigrator, Jiang Luoyue didn’t know the person in front of her, but seeing his miserable state made her heart tremble.

“How do I break the formation?” Jiang Luoyue asked.

“Find the formation eye and break it,” Yue Wenqiu said. “But your peach branch’s spiritual energy is very strong, you can break it forcibly, and the formation caster might even suffer a backlash.” He was clearly making a veiled suggestion. Smart as he was, he had already sensed that the peach branch, carrying the power of a Mahayana Stage cultivator, must be related to Gu Wangfeng.

“Really? It won’t hurt him?” Jiang Luoyue asked.

“No,” Yue Wenqiu felt a slight pang of jealousy. Why is Luoyue so concerned and hesitant about this man? Never mind, never mind. This man looks quite pitiful. I’ll help. I’m not a cruel person either.

Once Jiang Luoyue received the answer, she immediately destroyed the formation. Li Changting instantly felt the binding force disappear. He hadn’t expected Jiang Luoyue could now easily destroy this formation.

However, he was already pushing himself to his limit, and after being rescued, he had little strength left. But to his surprise, he didn’t collapse onto the cold ground but fell into a warm, fragrant embrace.

“Senior Brother, can you hold on?”

Li Changting saw the beautiful eyes filled with concern, and the corner of his mouth curved up with difficulty. “I… I’m fine…” As soon as he finished speaking, he fainted in Jiang Luoyue’s arms. Li Changting was extremely thin, and Jiang Luoyue, a woman with a small frame, didn’t feel strained holding him.

“Let’s take him away first,” Yue Wenqiu said.

Jiang Luoyue nodded. Li Changting had been locked up here for so long, and Jiang Luoyue didn’t dare to trust the medical cultivators on Ziwei Peak. Since Li Changting was a medical cultivator, Jiang Luoyue decided to go to his residence first and take all the pills and spiritual herbs. Not satisfied with just those, she simply moved the entire courtyard into the Floating Wave House.

Jiang Luoxing was a little unhappy. He didn’t like having a new neighbor in the Floating Wave House!

After doing all this, they quickly headed to the Song family in the mortal world. Song Weiyuan had immediately told his parents that his cousin Jiang Luoyue was coming, and the whole family was looking forward to it.

So when the doorman announced Miss Jiang’s arrival, they all came out to greet her, only to be startled when they saw the bloody Li Changting.

“Little Sister… Ah! Who is this?” Song Weiyuan was genuinely shocked.

The group exchanged simple greetings, and Jiang Luoyue urgently said, “This is my Senior Brother. Do you have a physician? I’m so sorry to trouble Aunt and Uncle.”

“No trouble at all. Saving lives is important,” everyone made way.

The physicians of a cultivation aristocratic family were somewhat inferior compared to those of a legitimate sect, and Li Changting’s condition was quite serious.

“We don’t have effective medicine here. We must seek help from the Western Cloud Sect,” the physician shook his head helplessly.

“I’ll go,” Yue Wenqiu said. “Yun Kaiji and I are good friends; he will help me.”

Jiang Luoyue looked at him. Yue Wenqiu felt her gaze and smiled reassuringly at her. “Don’t worry, leave it to me.”

“Thank you,” Jiang Luoyue leaned against Yue Wenqiu’s chest.

Yue Wenqiu gently raised his hand and stroked her head, whispering in her ear, “Jiang Luoxing and I are not high enough in cultivation. You need a medical cultivator to take care of you.”

Jiang Luoyue couldn’t help but cover her face. She hadn’t expected Yue Wenqiu to be so thorough and generous in his actions.

“Mhm,” Jiang Luoyue softly replied. “Thank you for your trouble.”

Yue Wenqiu didn’t delay. Accompanied by the Song family’s physician, he took Li Changting to the Western Cloud Sect.

After all this busy work, the Song family finally had time to sit down and talk with Jiang Luoyue and Jiang Luoxing and catch up. Jiang Luoyue recounted the death of her parents, her own accident, and how Luo Xiuping had escaped despite her desire for revenge.

Song Mu (Aunt Song) stared at the orphaned daughter left behind by her sister with heartache. When she finally finished speaking, Song Mu couldn’t help but hug Jiang Luoyue tightly and pat her. “Oh, my Yue’er has truly suffered.”

The Song family was a cultivation aristocratic family, but in fact, these families weren’t always glamorous. The family would select the children with aptitude from each generation and send them to the affiliated sect for cultivation, while the others remained ordinary mortals. Therefore, no matter how much the Song family hated Luo Xiuping, they couldn’t seek revenge for Jiang Luoyue.

“It’s alright, Aunt. I’m very powerful now. When I meet Luo Xiuping again, I will surely scatter his soul,” Jiang Luoyue said with a smile.

“Mother, Little Sister must be tired. Let her rest well first,” Song Weiyuan noticed that Jiang Luoyue didn’t look well and wanted her to rest.

“Look at me, I was so happy to see Yue’er that I forgot she needed rest,” Song Mu wiped the corner of her eye. “The rooms have been prepared for you all for a long time. Go rest first. Tomorrow, Aunt will prepare a big feast for you.”

Jiang Luoyue hugged Song Mu. She actually quite enjoyed the feeling of being held by Song Mu; it was very warm and full of a motherly scent.

“Then Yue’er will take her leave now,” Jiang Luoyue and Jiang Luoxing left together, guided by a maid to their rooms. The Song family had prepared three rooms for Jiang Luoyue, Jiang Luoxing, and Yue Wenqiu, all in one courtyard, so they were very close.

After arriving in her room, Jiang Luoyue cast a dust-cleansing spell on herself, then pulled the quilt over her head and slept. But her sleep was restless, as if she were trapped in a nightmare, wanting to wake up but unable to.

In the dream, her body was plummeting rapidly. Jiang Luoyue’s heart was pounding. After the rapid fall came the feeling of suffocation from drowning. This dream is quite thrilling, Jiang Luoyue couldn’t help but think.

She tried to open her eyes in the water and struggled for a while. When she finally opened her eyes, the feeling of suffocation was gone, but she saw a naked man.