[{"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-139":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},2265672,4423,"Chapter 139: The Three Paintings Sent by the Seventh Imperial Prince (6k)","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-139",139,"\u003Cp>Roar—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as Zhou Qing stepped inside, immense pressure slammed into him, while countless roars echoed through the passage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing struggled to his feet, his face filled with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was just trying to test my partial mastery of the Jin Wu Burn the Sky Scripture, yet you gave me hope and let me pass through smoothly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I finally prepared to make one final push to gain some benefit from the ancient tree, and yet you block me here again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Are you messing with me?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now that it’s come to this, what can he do? He’s definitely not getting through.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As expected, twenty Nascent Soul-level wandering souls appeared, followed by a vast number of Golden Core-level ones behind them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing braced against the crushing pressure, his hands swiftly forming seals; as the hand signs shifted, his spiritual power surged like a tidal wave, rushing furiously toward his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From his palms, a slender golden flame slowly emerged—initially no larger than a bean, yet blazing with unbearable heat, warping and distorting the air around it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the blink of an eye, the flame expanded at an astonishing rate, transforming instantly into a half-foot-long phantom of the Golden Crow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Golden Crow let out a deafening cry to the heavens, radiating a chilling heat; with a single flap of its wings, the entire passage was bathed in golden light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhou Qing shouted with intense emotion, he thrust the Golden Crow straight into the horde of wandering souls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Golden Crow instantly plunged into the crowd, its wings flapping rapidly, each flap unleashing a torrent of raging fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where the fire waves passed, countless wandering souls shrieked in agony, their cold, spectral bodies swiftly engulfed in flames; no matter how desperately they struggled, they could not break free from the Golden Crow’s fire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within mere breaths, they were reduced to nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet with each wandering soul burned, the Golden Crow consumed more spiritual power, and Zhou Qing’s own spiritual energy was continuously drained, surging through his meridians to his arms and pouring into the Golden Crow’s phantom form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon his face grew pale, but fortunately, within moments, all the wandering souls were completely incinerated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing’s legs buckled, and he collapsed to one knee, gasping heavily; without a word, he immediately drew upon the stored blood and spiritual energy from the fourth petal, restoring himself to peak condition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Its power is even better than I imagined, but there were too many wandering souls, and with this terrifying gravity, it nearly drained me dry!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing let out a bitter laugh and decided not to bother moving—he’d just wait here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a while, the second wave of wandering souls arrived; this time, the Nascent Soul-level ones increased to thirty-five.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing rose again and tried the Jin Wu Burn the Sky Scripture once more…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After being “dismembered,” he reformed into a ball of light and silently prayed this final chance would be ignored—only to hear the familiar roars echoing ahead as soon as he entered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it!” Zhou Qing cursed aloud.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the room, Zhou Qing collected the dimmed top-grade spirit stone from the token; just as he was about to ask his third senior brother if there were any upcoming opportunities to leave, a knock came at the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The visitor was none other than his master, Mo Xingjian, and Yan Xiao Hu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, I’m taking you out,” Mo Xingjian said with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Yan Xiao Hu give him a subtle nod, Zhou Qing guessed something and felt a surge of excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, Master!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At a mountain stream, Mo Xingjian sat on a smooth pebble, a bonfire blazing before him, three plump fish roasting over the flames with a sizzling sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fish skins turned golden and crispy, their oils seeping out and dripping onto the hot coals, sparking bright flares.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leaned forward, sniffed, then turned his head toward the back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There, Zhou Qing and Yan Xiao Hu were locked in fierce combat with a large group of Cangyan Dao Palace disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing moved like lightning, wielding a plain longsword with wind-like speed; lightning arcs surged within the blade, each thrust releasing a sharp sword qi that slew his opponents.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu swung his great blade with overwhelming force, relentlessly hacking at his foes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When other Nascent Soul cultivators clashed weapons, piercing metallic clangs rang out, sparks flying everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He feigned retreat, using the momentum to spin swiftly and slice through the waist of reinforcements rushing in—blood sprayed, screams echoed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Too slow—I’m eating first!” Mo Xingjian called out, then excitedly pulled out his seasoning pack, pinched a pinch of salt, and evenly sprinkled it over the roasted fish; the aroma grew even richer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian blew gently, dispersing the swirling steam, then took a small bite—the flavor was simply exquisite.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Burp~”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When the two returned, drenched in blood, all the roasted fish had already vanished into his stomach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian lifted his wine flask, tilted his head, and took a deep gulp, sighing with utter satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You two are just too slow—just a few Nascent Soul and Golden Core cultivators, and it took you this long,” Mo Xingjian wiped his mouth and complained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu sighed: “Master, they’re not made of mud. Do you really think we’re cutting vegetables? White blade in, red blade out? If you’re so relaxed, why not lend a hand?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian said: “Once a Soul Transformation cultivator intervenes, the nature of things changes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing wiped the blood from his face: “Master is right—at least for now, the five major sects have all implicitly refrained from sending out Soul Transformation cultivators. That’s a good sign, especially for us.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, we’ve been out for two months—it’s time to head back. Remember what to say?” Mo Xingjian looked at Zhou Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing nodded: “I remember: I accidentally stumbled upon an ancient cavern, and with no other choice, I took a desperate gamble and swallowed an unknown ancient elixir, miraculously repairing my shattered Golden Core and even breaking through two realms in succession, finally reaching the late Golden Core stage.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian nodded: “Good. I wonder how the situation has developed these past two months. Staying out here indefinitely isn’t sustainable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Mo Xingjian rise to leave, Yan Xiao Hu rubbed his stomach and said: “Master, the fish—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What fish? Don’t forget you’re now Nascent Soul—you’ve long since achieved Grain Grain Bigu. One meal won’t kill you, you’re always living for your mouth!” Mo Xingjian scolded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And you have the nerve to eat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just now, five Nascent Soul cultivators from Cangyan Dao Palace—Zhou Qing alone killed three, including the strongest late Nascent Soul—while you? You were just along for the ride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Don’t forget—you’re the senior brother!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu immediately turned around, muttering something under his breath while drawing circles on the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Five days later, the three finally returned to Taiqingmen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone could keenly sense that Taiqingmen, compared to before, had far fewer people.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The once bustling, crowded scene of disciples moving about had vanished, replaced by a somber and heavy atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The surviving disciples who returned seemed transformed, their very presence radiating a cold, stern aura, their gazes now as sharp as falcons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, some had grown quiet and suspicious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They had grown accustomed to speaking through action—even sitting alone in a corner, silently polishing their magic treasures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This feeling was bittersweet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Mo Xingjian announced to everyone that Zhou Qing had been cured, all were stunned, then genuinely rejoiced for him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I always said Zhou younger brother is blessed by heaven—surviving such a disaster means great fortune awaits!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who can deny it? To dare swallow an unknown ancient elixir—thankfully he won the gamble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou younger brother, well done!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many core disciples gathered around, offering sincere congratulations one after another; Zhou Qing thanked them repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Heart Mirror Points +9】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the notification sounded, Zhou Qing glanced around and quickly spotted Gao Xian watching him with a gentle expression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His previous note above his head, “Clever little actor,” had now changed to “Blessed with Abundant Fortune.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meeting Gao Xian’s gaze, Zhou Qing could only smile and bow respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heaven has granted you another chance—make sure you seize it well, and don’t take such reckless risks again!” Cao Zhengyang said cheerfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing nodded vigorously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Cao Zhengyang’s next words instantly froze his smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Supreme Elders are currently at a loss on how to enter the Heavenly Cave. Now that you’ve miraculously resumed cultivation, if you have time, lend a hand—your usual compensation still applies!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing’s expression turned awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You just told me not to take risks again—last time, when I entered the Divine Ruins Palace simulation, the second wave of wandering souls tore me apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mo younger brother, you’ve returned just in time—there’s something you need to see!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Cao Zhengyang seemed to remember something and pulled out three paintings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“These were secretly sent by Prince Seven, Xuan Yuan Yichen, supposedly for Gui Ao—but strangely, they were delivered directly to me, with instructions to pass them on,” Cao Zhengyang said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian unfolded them curiously; Zhou Qing and Yan Xiao Hu hurried over to look.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The first painting showed a tranquil pond, its edges lush with grass, radiating serenity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The second painting was nearly identical to the first, except a pair of hands appeared in one corner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tossed a stone into the pond, disrupting its stillness; ripples spread, light and shadow interwove, and five fish seemed startled, darting away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The third painting was completely blank—nothing at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the three paintings, Mo Xingjian frowned in confusion, then asked: “What does this mean?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Zhengyang shook his head: “I don’t know. The messenger was one of Prince Seven’s personal guardians—he said nothing, just left.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“When did this happen?” Mo Xingjian asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tong Min, the peak master of Yuqing Peak, said: “Yesterday afternoon—I just returned to the sect when I met the man delivering the paintings. He handed them to me and left immediately.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian thought for a moment, then handed the third blank painting to Zhou Qing: “Smell it—see if there’s anything hidden.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He could only stare at the blank paper and perform an appraisal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Blank Paper: This is just an ordinary sheet of paper, worthless.】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone immediately turned to Zhou Qing—after all, this child’s nose was extremely sensitive; they’d studied the paintings all day and found no useful clues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one knew what Prince Seven was trying to tell them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why not just say it plainly? Why the riddles?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing reluctantly held the blank paper to his nose and sniffed, then shook his head: “Nothing. Just an ordinary piece of paper.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Zhengyang said: “I think the Seventh Imperial Prince came to warn us specifically because of the Ghost Hound, but couldn’t say it outright.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian said nothing, only continuously comparing the first two paintings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially he stared at the five fish startled into leaping from the water.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The Five Great Sects…” Mo Xingjian murmured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Zhengyang nodded and said: “The Holy Martial Empire is a Level Four cultivation nation, vast in territory, governing eight commanderies and seventy-two prefectures. To be blunt, our Five Great Sects’ affairs are merely a trivial matter on the eastern edge of Lingyun Prefecture—how could they possibly draw attention from over there?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ling Yunxiao, peak master of Baizhan Peak, also stepped forward: “Indeed, there’s no need for an imperial prince to travel thousands of miles and send a trusted aide just to warn us—especially one who dares not speak plainly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing this, Mo Xingjian’s brow furrowed deeper, then his gaze settled on the hand in the second painting, lost in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Zhengyang said: “It seems you’ve thought of something too. We must treat this matter with caution.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian sighed, then picked up the third blank sheet of paper, muttering curses under his breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is this meant for us to decide for ourselves?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now Zhou Qing could finally fly openly on his sword. On the return journey, Yan Xiao Hu asked curiously: “Fourth Brother, your mind’s sharper than mine now—what do you think the Seventh Imperial Prince meant?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing shook his head; he didn’t fully understand either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perhaps he’s trying to tell us that the current chaos among the Five Sects stems from the imperial family reaching in,” Zhou Qing said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu’s small eyes lit up instantly: “You mean the Tianji Sect or the Cangyan Dao Palace has the imperial family behind them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“There’s strong possibility. Look at the first painting—doesn’t it resemble our daily life among the Five Great Sects? Though there’s constant competition and friction, overall it’s still calm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“In the second painting, a hand forcibly drags us out of the water.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing mused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu nodded vigorously, convinced his fourth brother’s analysis made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But why draw fish? Why not five dragons? Just seeing fish reminds me how Master roasted fish time and again and never left us any, pretending we were too slow. If that’s the case, why not draw a fishing rod in the third one and just hook us all up to roast?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu grumbled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing’s pupils contracted sharply as he stared at Yan Xiao Hu, then fell into deep thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When news reached Niu Guangmo and the others that Zhou Qing and Yan Xiao Hu had returned, they hurried over in delight, offering lavish congratulations on Zhou Qing’s rebirth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sadly, only three remained; the rest had departed based on the latest intelligence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next noon, Yan Xiao Hu arrived with a large quantity of spirit stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On this trip with Master, he had slain no fewer than eighteen Cangyan Dao Palace Nascent Soul cultivators, and countless Golden Core and Foundation Establishment ones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon returning, he turned them all over to Third Brother, who exchanged them for merit points at the Exchange Hall, then traded those points for spirit stones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Killing and looting really is the fastest way to make money!” Yan Xiao Hu exclaimed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the two had acquired no small number of spirit stones from the slain Nascent Soul cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing stroked the old hen—it was the one he’d specifically retrieved this morning. If he left it any longer, the hen would think it had a new master.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third Brother’s gaze toward him, however, was slightly resentful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fourth Brother, now that you can openly display your cultivation, want to join me for a big score?” Yan Xiao Hu said eagerly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing frowned: “What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu leaned close, eyes wild: “I’ve got a rumor—Song Yuan, one of the Five Great Prodigies of Cangyan Dao Palace, recently led an expedition outside. If we take him out, we’ll strike it rich.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Song Yuan? What’s his cultivation level?” Zhou Qing mused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, after two months of traveling with Master and Senior Brothers, participating in countless battles, he could clearly feel his combat power rising.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Combat was always the fastest path to advancement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Nascent Soul, every step forward was like a celestial abyss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His talent was undeniable; his cultivation method was the perfect fit—the Yin-Yang Scripture. He now possessed several supreme spirit stones, and even the first of his Four Flowers at the Crown bloomed under the moonlight, doubling his progress.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet despite all this, after so long, he still hadn’t felt the bottleneck of Nascent Soul Mid-Stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The cultivation realms of Qi Refining, Foundation Establishment, and Golden Core were comparatively the easiest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if one struggled to break through, one could rely on pills like Foundation Establishment Pill, Meridian-Opening Pill, or Nascent Soul Pill to ascend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But after that—Nascent Soul, Soul Transformation, and Severing Spirit—each tiny step forward was excruciatingly difficult, demanding immense effort, far beyond imagination.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed real combat—otherwise, he’d be wasting the glory of Four Flowers at the Crown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In response to Zhou Qing’s question, Yan Xiao Hu replied: “Nascent Soul Late Stage. Ranked fourth among the Five Prodigies.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After brief consideration, Zhou Qing nodded in agreement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fifth-ranked Meng Xing he’d encountered at Qingyu Immortal Sect had been formidable—but thanks to a surprise attack, they’d slain him and rescued Senior Sister Yuan Ya.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His storage bag held plenty of valuables.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Zhou Qing agree, Yan Xiao Hu grew excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then let’s prepare—we leave tonight!” Yan Xiao Hu said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing, curious, asked: “Third Brother, where do you get all these rumors?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu grinned: “Money makes the ghost push the mill—you know.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Mo Xingjian learned the two were leaving again, he did not stop them, only warned them to be extremely cautious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In his view, true cultivators forged themselves through relentless trials—not cowered beneath others’ wings, relying on protection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was also why he had not told the Sect Master or others that Zhou Qing was Four Flowers at the Crown.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, under cover of night, the two departed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the sword, Yan Xiao Hu stared at the old hen in Zhou Qing’s arms, marveling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Last time I left, I tossed a whole basin of spirit stone powder—over a hundred spirit stones’ worth. But the dumb thing didn’t eat a single grain when I returned.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yet it pecked dozens of big holes in my secret chamber’s floor—and didn’t starve. Isn’t that strange?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhou Qing glanced again at the hen, fast asleep in his arms, and sighed with a wry smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fourth Brother, did it haunt you in a dream? Say I mistreated it, so you rushed to take it back?” Yan Xiao Hu asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing said: “No dream. I just haven’t walked it in a long time—I missed it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, I guess you’re not short on money now. It takes seven or eight days for it to lay one spirit egg,” Yan Xiao Hu said, then suddenly his eyes lit up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fourth Brother, let me give you a nickname!” Yan Xiao Hu beamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing looked puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu hurried on: “Like me—after every kill, I strike a cool pose and say calmly: ‘The killer is Dao Ba Yan Xiao Hu!’”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing nodded; it really was true.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re more refined-looking. Some people call themselves Blood Young Master, Poison Young Master, Marvelous Young Master—how about you go with Chicken Young Master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get lost!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chicken Qing Young Master?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t like it? Or use your broken sword as your symbol—call you Chicken-Broken Young Master? Chicken-Broken Qing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Four days later, the two arrived at Youhuang City, a mortal city under Lingyun Prefecture’s jurisdiction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet the affairs of the Five Great Sects seemed to have no effect on its prosperity—at least on the surface, it bustled with crowds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Song Yuan is really here? Are you sure?” Zhou Qing asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu was now doubtful himself: “All I heard was this direction. Since we’re here, let’s go check.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the two descended and entered the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing tied a thin rope to the hen’s foot and held the other end, walking the chicken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Even if he’s really here, we can’t act. One misstep and innocents get hurt,” Zhou Qing said gravely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiao Hu naturally agreed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Disciple, Yan Disciple!” A delighted voice suddenly rang out beside them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They looked up—and saw Senior Sister Yuan Ya, whom they’d rescued at Qingyu Immortal Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Ya leapt straight through the window, landing steadily before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Senior Sister Yuan Ya, what are you doing here?” Zhou Qing asked, surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing them, Yuan Ya was genuinely delighted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without them, she would have been killed by Meng Xing long ago—her Nascent Soul even taken as a trophy by that monster. She’d have wished for death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Ya said: “I came here on business. I’ve always wanted to visit Taiqingmen to thank you, but Qingyu Immortal Sect is rebuilding, and now we’ve declared war on Cangyan Dao Palace—there’s simply not enough manpower…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two understood, smiling and insisting no thanks were needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“By the way, where’s Li Si? Didn’t he come with you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yuan Ya’s gaze shifted between them, then she couldn’t help asking—when she mentioned his name, her ears flushed faintly red.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3357,"2026-06-19T20:13:53.139Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","3f90e7bddfb194065a030198686a71684f23f44c2e2373e432ceb73f0061ee71","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-140","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-138",302,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--cover.jpg"]