Chapter 32: Little Sister Was Dumbfounded

Father, where is my little sister? She hasn't come back, has she? Why is there no one?

Chen Chusheng came home, didn't see his little sister. He had rushed back just to see her—she had been away from home for two or three years, and this was a rare visit; he didn't want to miss it, nor miss the chance to meet her. Who knows when she'll leave again.

The busy little sister isn't like them, freely controlling their time; having joined the Spirit Sword Sect, as a Faction disciple, she doesn't have much freedom.

Being able to come back this time is also quite rare.

"Eh?" Chen Yuan stammered, "Your little sister isn't at home."

Beside him, Long Ming glanced at her husband, giving him an annoyed look.

As for the eldest son's question, she has the most say, but she won't directly tell the eldest son.

"Not at home? Then where did my little sister go? She hardly knows anyone in Longshe Cheng—could she have gone back?"

Chen Chusheng felt a bit dejected; he had rushed back just to see his little sister, but in the end he couldn't see her.

"I thought I could finally see my little sister this time; I don't even know what she looks like now—maybe she's become a great beauty."

"My poor little sister left home to study at a young age; she must have suffered a lot these past years."

Chen Yuan's mouth twitched; he said speechlessly, "Your little sister hasn't left."

Chen Chusheng's eyes lit up; he asked, "Where did my little sister go? I'll go look for her right now."

He couldn't wait, wishing he could see his little sister immediately.

Chen Yuan blinked, not knowing what to say.

Chen Chusheng looked at his father, waiting for his reply, but got none; he turned to his mother, Long Ming, and asked, "Mother, where did my little sister go?"

Long Ming smiled narrowly and said, "Your father sent your little sister to Longshe Shan."

"What!"

Chen Chusheng jumped up, staring at his father in disbelief.

My little sister went to Longshe Shan—surely that's disastrous?

Chen Chuyang won't let my little sister off; that brother, when he goes crazy, won't care who you are.

He has already gone into demonic deviation through pill refining; there's no saving him.

If my little sister runs into him, wouldn't that be...?

"Father, how can you do that? That's your daughter! How can you let her go to Longshe Shan, when you know it's a den of demons? Aren't you sending Chu Ran to her death?"

"Chen Chuyang this brat won't let his sister go, Chu Ran..."

Chen Yuan raised his head: "Don't worry, your sister isn't that weak; she should be fine."

Chen Yuan also lacked confidence, mainly because he couldn't gauge his younger son's strength—he hadn't fought him, so he wasn't sure.

But he did know a bit about his daughter's strength—she was at the fifth level of Qi Seed; there should be no problem.

"You... you..." Chen Chusheng, shaking with anger, pointed at his father, his trembling body rendering him speechless.

"Father, how can you do this?"

Chen Yuan fell silent; he also knew he was acting recklessly, but Chen Chuyang's Item had great effect, benefiting Chu Ran, so...

To become a person above others, one must endure this torment.

If you can't even step over this, how can you talk about reaching the pinnacle in the future?

Long Ming explained: "Chusheng, you don't need to be so hostile toward your brother's Item; look at you—after soaking in it once, didn't you break through? Your sister also needs to break through; the stronger she is, the fewer people dare to bully her."

"Chu Ran lives alone out there; we can't help her, we can only do our best to raise her strength—this is all we can do."

Although Chen Chuyang's methods are somewhat strange, they also involve some torment.

These are acceptable; at least they won't kill her or cause problems.

The lesson is right before our eyes—it's just a bit smelly, which is acceptable.

Chen Chusheng fell silent; he accepted this argument.

Although he loathes his younger brother's Items, he doesn't deny their importance.

He broke through, and moreover, very... quickly, although these days he's been tormented terribly.

"But we can't send our sister to Longshe Shan—that's not... something a person can endure."

"Mother, you don't know, but the younger brother's Item... is disgusting."

Long Ming waved her hand: "No matter how disgusting, it's not as important as increasing strength; Chusheng, you should learn from your brother, endure what ordinary people cannot, only then can you become a Strong One."

"Your mindset is wrong; it needs to change."

"I..." Chen Chusheng almost spat blood.

Why, in the end, did it become my problem?

He only wanted what was best for his little sister.

And the father, the instigator, wasn't blamed.

"If you want to see your sister, you can go to Longshe Shan; they should still be there."

Chen Chusheng: "..."

He was dumbfounded; his mother was basically sending him to his death.

Could he possibly have been picked up?

Looking at his mother, then his father, Chen Chusheng suddenly felt he had no place in this home.

Longshe Shan—he wouldn't go; going there once is already life‑threatening; a second time would be...?

……

Longshe Shan.

After half a day of simmering, the little sister Chen Chu Ran in the pot saw sunlight.

She looked a bit dazed at her second brother; everyone was dumbfounded.

The Item in the pot had been completely devoured by her; needless to say, the effect was truly powerful.

She felt her body full of power, her essence and spirit brimming; this situation hadn't occurred in a long time.

The effect of the medicinal liquid exceeded her expectations.

But she couldn't stand the smell on her body, and immediately jumped into the fish pond to wash; Chen Chuyang watched his little sister's love of cleanliness and smiled wryly—girls are just different, like Shang Hongxue, who immediately washed off the dirty medicinal liquid on her body.

However, Shang Hongxue was much stronger than the little sister, more composed, and didn't resist, letting Chen Chuyang handle things.

Compared to the two, Chen Chuyang still preferred Shang Hongxue a bit more—she was well-behaved and obedient; he didn't need to say more, a single glance and she understood his meaning.

After washing for a full half hour, Chen Chuyang saw that the color of the fish pond had changed.

The little sister finally came out, the smell on her body had faded a bit, and she immediately found her sword and picked it up.

"Chen Chuyang, hand over your life!"

The hot-tempered little sister was going to take revenge; she couldn't bear that smell—it was truly disgusting, really foul.

No matter how she washed, she couldn't get it off; she tried many methods, but still couldn't wash it away.

"Don't be impulsive, little sister; this isn't good."

"Chen Chuyang, go die for me!"

The sword blade was grasped.

Chen Chuyang snatched the sword away, then commented: "Churan, your swordsmanship isn't great; the Spirit Sword Sect's sword technique seems just so-so."

The little sister's swordsmanship was not bad, unfortunately, she ran into Chen Chuyang.

"You... how did you do that?"

Chen Churan saw his own sword technique being performed by his second older brother, identical in every way, and indeed, the second older brother's sword technique was far more exquisite than his own.

The Spirit Sword Sect's sword technique—his second older brother couldn't possibly know it; therefore, there is only one possibility: the second older brother stole and learned it from him.

Just a few glances, and his second older brother actually……

"It's really simple—just having hands is enough."

Chen Churan: "????"