The Junior Sister Isn't Flirtatious At All; It's All Their Fault for Being Too Seductive - Chapter 72

Lin Xi could be considered a semi-proficient array master. In his youth, he had a penchant for studying talismans and formations. However, as the Young Master of the fox clan, his father preferred him to focus on developing powerful offensive capabilities. Consequently, Lin Xi viewed arrays and talismans merely as supportive tools.

He produced a white jade brush and drew a Tracing Talisman. With a sharp whoosh, the paper flew forward and vanished into the thick fog.

Lin Xi closed his eyes, focusing on the connection. After a moment, he reopened them. “It’s clear. We can enter.”

They proceeded toward the city gate with caution, having already disguised their appearances and suppressed their spiritual energy. In the Demon Abyss, inhabitants did not possess spiritual qi; they radiated demonic energy instead.

Upon passing through the gates, they found the interior far different from what they had imagined. Rumors in the outside world claimed the Demon Abyss consisted of three cities where people lived in squalor, crime, and filth. Yet, before them lay a bustling street, looking no different from a city in the mortal realm.

“Take a look, come have a see!”

“Oh, Madam, why not buy a candied hawthorn stick for the child?”

An old street vendor noticed Fuxia’s lingering gaze and shook the bundle of candied hawthorns in his hand. Fuxia caught a whiff of the sweet scent and looked up at Jiang Luoyue with her big, watery eyes, clearly wanting a taste.

Jiang Luoyue understood immediately. She pulled out some spirit stones and bought two sticks.

“Thank you, Sister!” Fuxia chirped, happily beginning to munch on the treat.

“Ah, so you’re a ‘Miss.’ My apologies,” the old man said with a bashful bow. “I thought you were the little girl’s mother, so I called you ‘Madam.'”

Jiang Luoyue didn’t mind the mistake. In fact, if Fuxia really were to call her “Mother,” she would be quite happy about it.

“There are many people here without any cultivation at all,” Yue Wenqiu noted, observing the crowd. “It seems this is a standard residential area.”

“Should we move on then?” Li Changting asked. “Surely they wouldn’t hide captured people here?”

“Not necessarily,” Lin Xi countered. “Sometimes the best place to hide something is exactly where no one expects it.”

“And they would certainly scatter the captives,” Yue Wenqiu added. “If they kept them all in one place, they’d risk losing everything in a single raid.”

Jiang Luoyue frowned. “With so many ordinary people living here, why would the Demon race want to start a war? It only hurts the commoners.”

“Why don’t we ask if any new faces have arrived lately?” Jiang Luoxing suggested. He remembered from his time living in small towns that whenever a stranger arrived, the locals would be full of curiosity and watch them closely.

With everyone’s agreement, Jiang Luoxing picked a stall at random. “Auntie, have any new faces shown up in town lately? We’re from the Northern City looking for a friend. We lost touch a while ago, but we heard he came here to the Southern City.”

“New faces? I wouldn’t know about that,” the woman laughed.

“You’re from the North? Well, now that you’re here, don’t leave! Life in the South is much more comfortable than up there.”

Jiang Luoxing was puzzled but didn’t press further for fear of raising suspicion.

The Demon Abyss was ruled by the Demon Sovereign, while the four main cities were governed by their respective City Lords. It was said the Sovereign hadn’t interfered in affairs for years, leaving the Lords to manage their own territories. To keep order, one needed residency permits to live in a city; population flow was strictly controlled, and changing one’s official residency was no easy task. It seemed the Southern City’s economy was quite prosperous.

“Thank you, Auntie. Let me find my friend first,” Jiang Luoxing said, scratching his head with a youthful, boyish grin. “If I decide to stay in the South, I’ll definitely set up a stall right next to yours!”

“Hahaha, deal! I have plenty of regulars; I’ll introduce them all to you when the time comes.” The woman beamed, clearly won over by his polite demeanor.

The group decided to stay in the city for a while to observe.

“Let’s look for a large house to rent,” Lin Xi proposed. “We can pretend we’re looking for a permanent residence.”

Despite their disguises, the group was large and their underlying poise was still striking, making them quite noticeable. Eventually, they found a large estate on the outskirts of the city. The Southern City bordered a mountain range where local demons would go to hunt, though they avoided the deeper regions which were said to be extremely dangerous. The house sat right at the foot of that mountain.

“We’ll use the house as a front, but we should sleep inside the Floating Wave House as usual, shouldn’t we?” Jiang Luoyue suggested.

“Agreed,” everyone nodded.

There was another reason they chose to stay. Many cultivators had been sent to the Abyss, presumably scattered across various regions. Since their Teleportation Jades hadn’t signaled any distress, it meant no one had encountered a crisis or found the missing cultivators yet. Therefore, they couldn’t rule out the Southern City just because it looked peaceful.

“Neither the immortal sects nor the fox clan know much about the Demon race,” Lin Xi analyzed. “Does the entire race know about the abductions? If it’s only the high-ranking officials, did every City Lord participate?”

“Too many questions, too few leads,” Lin Xi sighed, shaking his head.

“I wonder if we can find the Demon Sovereign directly and have him handle it,” Li Changting mused. “Isn’t he known for being indifferent? His stance on this might be neutral.”

“The Sovereign is said to reside in the Nether Abyss, a place similar to Gu Wangfeng’s Taixu Realm. Ordinary people can’t enter.” This was something Lin Xi had heard from his father.

“Then we’ll just have to take it one step at a time,” Jiang Luoyue rubbed her forehead.

That evening, everyone entered the Floating Wave House to rest.

When Jiang Luoyue pushed open the door to her room, she was greeted by the sight of Lin Xi, Yue Wenqiu, and Jiang Luoxing shoving one another. Jiang Luoxing’s foot was planted on Yue Wenqiu’s hem; Yue Wenqiu was yanking at Lin Xi’s collar; and Lin Xi was gripping Jiang Luoxing’s arm.

As Jiang Luoyue entered, the three of them froze in unison, looking at her with sheer embarrassment.

A few seconds later, they released each other and began smoothing out their clothes as if nothing had happened. Yue Wenqiu brushed a dusty footprint off his hem—his robes were quite expensive.

“Luoyue, tonight I…” Lin Xi started, intending to claim the night with her.

But their eyes quickly fell on Fuxia, who was still in Jiang Luoyue’s arms. Seeing their intense gazes, Fuxia shrank back into her sister’s embrace.

“Fuxia, why don’t you sleep with Brother Changting again tonight?” Yue Wenqiu coaxed in a gentle voice.

Fuxia hesitated. She knew Brother Changting would be lonely without her, but… “If I’m not with Sister, she’ll be bored too.”

The little “Fuxia-baby” was very worried. She wanted to protect everyone, but there was only one of her.

“The brothers can keep Sister Luoyue company, don’t you worry,” Yue Wenqiu continued smoothly. “Isn’t that right, Luoyue?”

Jiang Luoyue felt the prickle of their combined stares. “Um, yes… Wenqiu can stay with me. The rest of you, out you go.”

Fuxia wasn’t entirely happy about it, but she obediently allowed herself to be led away.

Before the door clicked shut, Jiang Luoxing shot a sharp glare at Yue Wenqiu.

That damned green tea.