[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female-":3,"chapter-my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-108":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","My Master's Elder Brother Just Took on a Female Disciple",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2265641,4423,"Chapter 108: Impossible! This Is Absolutely Impossible! (6k)","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-108",108,"\u003Cp>“Fourth brother, don’t sleep, don’t you dare fall asleep, Master will be here soon, just hold on a little longer,” Yan Xiao hu hugged Zhou Qing tightly, screaming with a hoarse voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, Zhou Qing’s eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Yan Xiao hu burst into tears of joy, wailing loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had almost lost his younger brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bro… brother… I’m… I’m fine… you look… so ugly… crying like this…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing spoke weakly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had never imagined that having his Golden Core ripped out would hurt this badly—it felt as if all his essence, energy, and spirit had been drained away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, that was the only source of spiritual power for a cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But what did it matter? In a while, I’ll be a strong man again!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had to admit, at this moment his gratitude toward Second Uncle reached an unprecedented level—if not for the thread of Dao Qi he’d given him, Zhou Qing would have been truly ruined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao hu quickly wiped the tears from his eyes and swiftly shoved the ten-thousand-year blood ginseng into Zhou Qing’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fourth brother, don’t talk now, just take a bite, I beg you, please eat it,” Yan Xiao hu’s voice trembled as he struggled to remain calm before Zhou Qing, hiding his panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t bear to imagine how devastated his fourth brother would be after losing his Golden Core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he survived, he’d be nothing but an ordinary man, and after a hundred fleeting years, he’d become a handful of yellow earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he’d lose his little brother again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just thinking of it made Yan Xiao hu feel his heart was breaking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And all of this was because of his own uselessness—his little brother had risked his life to save him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the ginseng in his mouth, Zhou Qing mumbled, “Bro… brother, it’s… not dignified, too… too big.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao hu quickly pulled it out, drew a small knife, swiftly sliced off a piece, and shoved it back into Zhou Qing’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Feeling the immense life essence, Zhou Qing slowly began to chew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It really hurts… brother… I’m… really fine…” Zhou Qing comforted his heartbroken third brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, a violent coughing sound suddenly erupted from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao hu spun around and saw Qian Dafu, his body reduced to half, staggering toward them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his hand, he tightly clutched a weak Nascent Soul—no one else but that ghost Daoist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was unimaginable that a beginner Golden Core cultivator, caught so close, had survived the self-destruction of a mid-stage Nascent Soul expert.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he stared at the half-ten-thousand-year blood ginseng in Yan Xiao hu’s hand—how could he not recognize it, with his experience?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Qian Dafu swallowed the Nascent Soul whole, chewing slowly, casting a faint glance at the opened scroll beside him, his face twisted in a bitter smile, as if he had finally accepted his fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes were filled with madness and self-derision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ten-thousand-year blood ginseng… such a fine thing. Heaven is so unfair—why must all the best resources be hoarded by you people…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck your grandma!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Yan Xiao hu could no longer contain his rage—his eyes instantly turned crimson, like a furious beast, lunging straight at Qian Dafu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He smashed a punch directly into Qian Dafu’s face—the man’s cheek caved in, blood spurting from his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Yan Xiao hu didn’t stop—his fists rained down like hail, blow after blow, each one carrying boundless fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qian Dafu offered no resistance, only laughed hysterically—until his voice grew fainter and fainter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“A core disciple… a Nascent Soul… old man… I’ve won…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao hu kept punching, blow after blow—even as Qian Dafu’s face became a bloody pulp, even as his hands, bound by those threads, were reduced to little more than scraps of skin and bone, he showed no sign of stopping.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He mechanically repeated the motion of swinging his fists—punch after punch—as if only this could vent his grief and pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know how long it had been when the side scroll suddenly shook violently, and then a disheveled figure staggered out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian wiped blood from his lips, quickly scanned around, and soon spotted Yan Xiao hu, drenched in blood, mechanically swinging punch after punch not far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And lying at his feet, pale-faced, with a massive gash in his abdomen—Zhou Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian’s legs went weak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao hu also seemed to sense something—he slowly turned his head, looked at his Master, as if finally finding his anchor, and two streams of tears rolled down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, I didn’t protect Fourth Brother, I didn’t protect him—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the hall, everyone waited anxiously—the distance between Lingyun Mansion and Taiqingmen was great; no one knew whether Mo brother had safely arrived yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But just then, the scroll trembled violently again, emitting a red-and-white glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Zhengyang froze, then his face turned pale: “Has Mo brother gone mad? He dares to come back? This scroll is one-way only… no, something urgent must have happened—he’d never risk this. All brothers and sisters, quickly help me stabilize the scroll!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Zhengyang roared, immediately forming hand seals, pouring his Soul Transformation realm power furiously into the scroll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The others reacted at once.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“High Brother, guard us!” As Gao Xian prepared to pour spiritual energy into the scroll, Cao Zhengyang suddenly called out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gao Xian paused, then nodded, withdrawing his energy and standing guard around them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching this, Lu Yaoyao’s face turned pale, her whole body trembling uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Daoxuan walked over and whispered comfort: “Don’t worry, it’ll be fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yaoyao immediately clasped her hands together, closed her eyes, and whispered prayers nonstop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As time passed, the eleven peak masters all turned pale—the scroll itself began to crack, revealing just how dangerous the situation was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the next instant, a flash of light appeared, and Mo Xingjian burst out rapidly—the scroll shattered completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spatial explosion threw everyone backward, each person groaning in their throats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, quickly activate the Revival Array—I’ll bear all the resource costs!” Mo Xingjian gasped urgently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did they notice Mo Xingjian hadn’t returned alone—he cradled a blood-soaked figure in his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who else but Zhou Qing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing’s head hung limply, his face as white as paper, blood still gushing from his wounds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially his abdomen—a fist-sized hole, the air thick with the scent of a shattered Golden Core.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, these veteran peak masters understood exactly what had happened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Also, on Mo Xingjian’s back lay another blood-drenched figure, equally drained of vitality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he remained conscious, collapsing limply—Tong Min, peak master of Jade Clear Peak, reacted instantly and caught him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did they see Yan Xiao hu’s ankles and wrists were barely attached by scraps of skin and flesh—nearly severed. Who could imagine what weapon had done this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Save… save my brother… please, save him—” Yan Xiao hu’s eyes were bloodshot as he tried to kneel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Zhengyang finally snapped out of it and shouted: “Quick, take him to Qitian Hall!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian, eyes red, rushed off with Zhou Qing in his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Min’s face softened with pity; she immediately pulled out a pill and forced it into Yan Xiao hu’s mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle, please take me with you—I need to watch over my little brother. He’s like this because he saved me…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao hu wailed, wanting to follow, but his feet were nearly severed by those threads.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Min nodded repeatedly, scooping him up by the waist: “Absorb the medicine’s power—Zhou Qing will be fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only after everyone had rushed toward Qitian Hall on Shenyue Peak to activate the healing Revival Array did Lu Yaoyao remain standing frozen in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stared blankly at the large pools of blood on the ground, her face instantly pale, lips trembling—she felt as if all strength had been drained from her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her legs gave way, and she collapsed to the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Little sister!” Li Daoxuan, He Han, and four others rushed over and lifted her up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She wanted to speak, but her throat felt blocked—no sound came out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Regaining awareness, her eyes locked ahead, then she violently broke free from them and sprinted after them…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the Qitian Hall array activated, a vast vitality could be felt within a ten-mile radius.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, upon hearing the news, many core disciples came from every peak, all with worried expressions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, it was Zhou Qing who had saved them during the mission to find the Qingyu Immortal Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that he lay gravely wounded, how could they pretend not to care?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And it was Zhou Qing who had turned the tide with the three ancient relics, restoring honor to Taiqingmen and their generation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one spoke—they all waited silently, praying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until deep into the night, the heavy doors finally opened, and the peak masters emerged, exhausted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yaoyao and the others rushed forward anxiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing so many waiting silently, Cao Zhengyang was slightly surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When had this boy Zhou Qing become so important to you all?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—he’s alive, but…” Cao Zhengyang hesitated, then sighed deeply: “His Golden Core was crushed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At these words, everyone’s faces changed instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their first shock: Zhou Qing was a Foundation Establishment cultivator—when had he broken through to Golden Core?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they knew well what a shattered Golden Core meant for a cultivator.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A person could condense a Golden Core only once—if shattered, they were permanently ruined, their entire cultivation foundation gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Lu Yaoyao’s face turned deathly white; she staggered back, nearly falling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Impossible! This can’t be true! He was fine—he’s so powerful, he even killed the Demon Emperor—how could he become useless? You’re wrong, you must be wrong—I don’t believe it! I need to see him—I need to see him…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yaoyao trembled violently, trying to rush in, but Cao Zhengyang blocked her, his face filled with pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yaoyao’s body went limp, and she fainted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Zhengyang caught her, sighing deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why did she fall for him?!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, everyone saw Mo Xingjian emerge, face ashen, carrying Zhou Qing, while the master of Bai Zhan Peak carried Yan Xiao Hu, his eyes dull and lifeless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd stared at Zhou Qing, his entire body soaked in blood, their expressions filled with pity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Zhengyang spoke up: “It’s late. Everyone, go back to your quarters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Mo Xingjian, still holding Zhou Qing, bowed deeply to the other peak masters. “Thank you all, brothers, for your help.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone quickly waved their hands in refusal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Zhengyang comforted him: “It’s nothing. We’re family. I will investigate this thoroughly and give Xiao Ling Peak, and Zhou Qing, a proper answer.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian nodded, then carried Zhou Qing toward Xiao Ling Peak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The master of Bai Zhan Peak, still carrying Yan Xiao Hu, hurried after him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching Zhou Qing’s breath gradually steady on the bed, Mo Xingjian gently pulled the blanket over him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu sat beside him, limbs wrapped in bandages, lips trembling as he endlessly blamed himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian walked over, placed a hand on him, swiftly scanned his body to confirm no hidden injuries remained, then looked at the bandages still oozing blood, his voice hoarse: “Still painful?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu’s tears flowed uncontrollably again. Mo Xingjian gently wiped them away and comforted him: “It’s not your fault. Don’t blame yourself too much. At least the fourth brother is still alive, isn’t he?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But, but…” Yan Xiao Hu sobbed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian reached out and softly stroked his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go outside. We’ll talk slowly—what exactly happened?” Mo Xingjian’s voice was calm, almost terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu wiped his eyes with his arm, then nodded repeatedly. Mo Xingjian lifted him onto his back and carried him outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This all began at the Cangyan Dao Palace’s mine. We followed the trail left by our eldest brother and arrived at the Beimang Mine…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moonlight spilled like water through the half-open window, falling quietly into the room. Mo Xingjian stared at the jade box on the table, its Hunxi Immortal Herb emitting a faint, otherworldly glow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never imagined all this was because of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If not for this Hunxi Immortal Herb, those two fools would never have traded their Chaos Xuan Gold.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Otherwise, Qian Dafu would never have been tempted enough to collude with that Nascent Soul mid-stage cultivator to track and ambush them—two Nascent Soul Pills alone could never have stirred such greed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second sister was the same. She was about to return after three years away, but upon hearing of the Hunxi Immortal Herb, she immediately pursued it without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Qian Dafu’s shop, it was even their own careless reminder before they left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah~~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian sighed deeply, looking at the two of them—his heart ached with pity and guilt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s all my fault. If I hadn’t rushed back so urgently, and had just cultivated that Nascent Soul Pill earlier, reached Nascent Soul, the fourth brother wouldn’t be like this. He suffered for me,” Yan Xiao Hu blamed himself bitterly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian rose and said: “The only blessing is that you’re both still alive. Don’t think too much. It’s fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When will the fourth brother wake up?” Yan Xiao Hu asked urgently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian replied: “Thanks to you giving him the ten-thousand-year Blood Ginseng in time, replenishing his blood and qi, and with the Revival Array’s aid afterward, he should wake tomorrow.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Yan Xiao Hu finally relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That ten-thousand-year Blood Ginseng—you sent me to retrieve it ten years ago—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That was your destiny. This item is precious. Don’t let outsiders know!” Mo Xingjian cut him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu looked at his master and immediately nodded. Then he remembered something and quickly pulled out two supreme-grade spirit stones from his body.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Master, you’ve already borrowed heavily from the other Elders to find the Dao Qi for the eldest brother and second sister. This time, activating the Revival Array must have cost a fortune. These are the remaining pieces of the Chaos Xuan Gold— I don’t know if they’re enough,” Yan Xiao Hu said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian looked at the two supreme-grade spirit stones and smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Foolish child, when lice pile up, you stop feeling the itch. These will likely be useful when you break through to Nascent Soul. Keep them. I’ll check the Scripture Vault—see if there are any Body Refinement techniques…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian’s voice grew quieter as he spoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu’s heart clenched again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now that the fourth brother barely survived, he could never absorb spiritual energy again—worse than an ordinary person. His only path left was Body Refinement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But even if one perfected Body Refinement, what then? Merely a living weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No further realm breakthroughs. No extended lifespan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Yan Xiao Hu’s despair, Mo Xingjian stepped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Nothing in this world is absolute. The heavens are vast. Our fourth-grade cultivation country can’t help, but that doesn’t mean fifth-grade countries can’t. If all else fails, there’s the sixth grade. Legends say some spiritual herbs—just a single drop—can revive the dead and regrow bones…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian’s voice drifted through the night, and Yan Xiao Hu’s eyes grew steadily firmer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes. We can’t give up. Absolutely not.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing felt a burning, stinging pain in his dantian, mixed with a faint itch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slowly, he opened his eyes. His vision was blurry. He shifted his head slightly, struggling to adjust to the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face remained pale, lips bloodless, etched with exhaustion and weakness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only when he took in his surroundings did he realize this was his master’s quarters.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes—he vaguely remembered his master suddenly appearing. Before he could speak, he’d fainted again, the Blood Ginseng root still unchewed in his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tried moving his body, but immediate, piercing pain shot from his abdomen through every limb and bone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His insides felt as if millions of ants were gnawing—every meridian throbbed with sharp pain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Right—my Golden Core—” Zhou Qing suddenly remembered. He probed inward—but found not a trace of spiritual power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like a mortal before he’d even begun cultivation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet his heart beat strong and vigorous, as if something within was slowly brewing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, he finally relaxed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when would his new Golden Core grow back?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he turned his head, Zhou Qing quickly spotted his third brother asleep on the table beside him, blood still seeping from his limbs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He didn’t know what curse Qian Dafu’s hired help had cast, but those threads were so resilient—even Yan Xiao Hu, a half-Nascent Soul cultivator with awakened Nascent Flame, couldn’t break free.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he hadn’t unleashed the second form of the Cang Lei Sword Art three times in succession to severely wound the Nascent Soul cultivator wielding the black banner, he wouldn’t have been reduced to this state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He hadn’t expected Qian Dafu to survive after being struck by his Silver Dragon Hand—he must’ve used a Substitute Life Talisman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d been careless. Had he checked immediately, he’d never let this villain become the opportunistic magpie.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He feared death, yes—but he feared pain more. Yet seeing his third brother trapped and helpless, instinct drove him to intercept that sword without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That damned villain—why did he have to steal Golden Cores?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank heaven he had a spare. Otherwise, his life would’ve been ruined.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Later, he still needed to save that Nascent Soul elder woman.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait—what am I thinking about now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It’s not even a drop in the bucket yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, gritting his teeth, he slowly pulled back the blanket and stared at the massive scar on his abdomen—shocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Already healed? How could it heal so fast? Have I been lying here for ten years like a vegetable?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing quickly touched his face—skin still youthful, no beard grown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No—his injuries haven’t healed yet. Could it be Master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing gently traced the scar—its length, like a cesarean incision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fourth brother—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that sound, Yan Xiao Hu jolted awake. Seeing Zhou Qing touching his abdomen, he was overcome with emotion, whispering his name softly as he rushed over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still painful? Thirsty? Let me get you some water.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu hastily pulled the blanket back over him, afraid the sudden awakening might overwhelm him and cause another mishap.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing quickly said: “I’m fine. How are you, third brother?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu shook his head vigorously, even moving his limbs, forcing a smile: “I’m almost fully recovered. See for yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In truth, he’d been inside the Revival Array last night, had taken healing pills, and as a fully cultivated Jin Dan cultivator, after one night’s rest, he truly was nearly healed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Zhou Qing exhaled in relief, then felt a surge of joy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. That’s good!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Heart Mirror +9】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, a prompt echoed in his ear. Zhou Qing looked up—and saw Yan Xiao Hu’s title, 【Powerful Little Brother】, instantly change to 【My Only Little Brother for Life】.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing his third brother’s red, dry eyes and forced cheerfulness, Zhou Qing knew—he was suffering deeply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how could he comfort him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Should he secretly tell him: I’m a Heaven-Approved Foundation Establishment, I have two Golden Cores, and you’re the only one among us who’s Earth-Vein Foundation Establishment?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—he couldn’t say that. He needed a gentler reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhou Qing suddenly fall silent, Yan Xiao Hu seemed to realize something. He dashed out and returned quickly, carrying the old hen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I think I’m not suited to raise her. I’m returning her to you. Oh—and here are sixteen spirit eggs!” He pulled out sixteen spirit eggs as an afterthought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing stared at the pile of spirit eggs, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu desperately tried to distract Zhou Qing, to cheer him up, then joked: “I’ve got an idea—chickens like to hatch eggs, right? What if we let the old hen hatch these? Wouldn’t we get a whole flock of chicks that can purify impurities?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing thought for a moment. “Maybe it’s not a bad idea. Let’s try.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3326,"2026-06-19T20:13:53.139Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ea110581d569ecfb08a49a46e758f93ff414e28550a6fa0452bc5ac04115d594","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-109","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-107",302,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--cover.jpg"]