[{"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-210":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},2265743,4423,"Chapter 210: The World Is Declining, the World Is Declining (6k)","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-210",210,"\u003Cp>The two stared at the increasingly rotund Zhang Wanbao, momentarily speechless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In just a short while, his figure had grown another layer round, his facial fat nearly squeezing his eyes into slits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he kept eating like this, he’d end up as immobile as his father.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on, come inside and chat!” Zhang Wanbao beamed, grabbing both of them with his pudgy hands and pulling them in without a word of protest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the group settled comfortably in the inner parlor, Zhou Qing got straight to the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing it, Zhang Wanbao immediately said, “Good stuff—how much do you two need?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing’s face twitched—I haven’t even handed you my storage bag yet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Stop joking!” Zhou Qing said seriously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wanbao reluctantly called over a shopkeeper to assess it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What? Can Can is here?” When he learned Li Shitao and Xiao Can Can had arrived, Zhang Wanbao leapt straight out of his chair in excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, beaming, he leaned close to Zhou Qing and said with a hint of pride, “Brother Zhou, your saying ‘distance creates beauty’ really works.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing felt awkward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu downed a cup of wine, wiped his mouth, and teased, “They’re visiting the Lord of Haomiao Mansion! His only son, Ke Shu—we’ve met him before.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Both his appearance and demeanor are imposing, and he’s on good terms with the Seventh Imperial Prince and Ninth Princess—his connections are vast!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wanbao immediately flashed a confident smile, patted his chest, and said, “Don’t worry—I have confidence in myself. Besides, Can Can can definitely pass the test. With the years we’ve spent together, it’s definitely fine!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two looked at his obese frame and shook their heads slightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I doubt it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What does she want from you?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your fat?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your lack of bathing?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her father is the lord of a whole mansion—what doesn’t he have?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some things you still have to earn yourself; don’t be blindly confident. Love isn’t just about words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Zhou Qing began asking him about recent developments in Haomiao Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, as merchants, they traveled widely and had reliable channels for news about Haomiao Mansion’s affairs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Why are you asking about this? Did they offend you?” Zhang Wanbao asked curiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing said, “No, I just want to arrange a fight.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wanbao didn’t understand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he wanted to fight, he remembered the Academy had a dedicated Questioning Platform—safe, convenient, and officially sanctioned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why go to all this trouble wandering around?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry about it—just tell me if there’s a way,” Yan Xiaohu cut in bluntly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wanbao nodded eagerly, grinning. “Of course, of course—this is nothing! Brothers, wait a moment!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He rose instantly, strode to the door, and whispered instructions to the attendants outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, a faintly glowing message jade slip was brought in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing took it, pressed it to his forehead, and an instant stream of information flooded his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He closed his eyes, examined it carefully, and after a moment, understood clearly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thanks!” Zhou Qing’s eyes gleamed with satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wanbao waved his hand, earnestly saying, “No need to thank me—but Brother Zhou, be careful. Haomiao Mansion isn’t like the Eastern Region; here, full-scale war is underway, Soul Transformation experts can directly join battle, and many have already perished.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wanbao looked worried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing nodded, acknowledging his words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted real trials.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After chatting a while longer, the two rose to take their leave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Wanbao, meanwhile, scrambled to tidy himself up, eagerly preparing for Xiao Can Can’s arrival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The long street bustled with crowds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two planned to head to the border between the Southwest and West Regions—the Wuzu Mountains.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Zhang Wanbao’s information, it had become the epicenter of war, where over a dozen major sects, rivaling Taiqingmen, frequently clashed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But they hadn’t taken more than a few steps when Zhou Qing’s shoulder was tapped by a ghostly hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He spun around to see Second Grandpa grinning behind him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No—more precisely, the younger version of Si Yunya, watching him with keen interest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandpa!” Zhou Qing froze, then broke into a delighted smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He never expected Second Grandpa to return at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Heart Mirror +9】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Second Grandpa sensed Zhou Qing’s aura, his eyes flashed with shock.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The note above his head—【Lucky little brat with absurd fortune】—instantly changed to 【Little brat with talent stronger than mine】.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He himself had taken only three years to grasp the embryonic form of an artistic conception—surely better than 99% of others, right?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But compared to this child, even he felt ashamed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this the terrifying power of Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Over there!” Second Grandpa pointed to a nearby tavern, and the three went inside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the private room, Zhou Qing openly described his artistic conception and his future plans.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Yan Xiaohu, clutching his old hen, stared in stunned silence, unable to recover.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One force breaks ten thousand methods—specifically counters flashy artistic conceptions?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Old Four is kinda badass—how did he even grasp this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second Grandpa also drew a sharp breath, scrutinizing Zhou Qing closely, struggling for words.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But soon he grew excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ve never heard of such an artistic conception being comprehended, let alone self-realized—you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second Grandpa hesitated, then slammed his thigh, “This kind of heaven-defying conception can’t be wasted. Strike while the iron’s hot—push straight through to Soul Transformation!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Can artistic conceptions just… disappear?” Yan Xiaohu, snapping back to reality, asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second Grandpa explained, “Of course. As long as your conception isn’t fully mature, prolonged doubt or the feeling that it doesn’t suit you risks it fading away.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing heard this for the first time, astonished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second Grandpa thought for a moment, then said, “Your idea is good—to use others’ conceptions to refine and break through—but your direction is wrong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing blinked, puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second Grandpa said, “Your conception, like your Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown, is extraordinary. To refine it properly, relying on Nascent Soul experts or early Soul Transformation ones won’t suffice—you need at least late Soul Transformation, even full-spectrum masters.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing froze.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Late Soul Transformation and full-spectrum?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What do you think I am?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second Grandpa continued, “Right now, you need mature conceptions—only late Soul Transformation and full-spectrum experts possess them. Others’ conceptions are still evolving, incomplete.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing listened, thoughtful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But you can’t beat them, right?” Second Grandpa seemed to read his mind, then leaned back smugly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t forget—you’ve got your Grandpa! Come on, I can’t wait to see your conception!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second Grandpa looked thrilled, as if he’d found a new toy, and hurriedly led them away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In less than two breaths, the three stepped out of space before the mountain gate of Wu Gui Sect—one of the Six Great Sects of the West.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Zhou Qing had experienced such teleportation once before through No. 6, he was still stunned and envious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The power of the Severing Spirit Realm was truly terrifying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu felt like he was dreaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking at the majestic mountain gate, Second Grandpa rummaged through his storage bag.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, he pulled out a dark, worn storage bag, as if long forgotten.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, from that old bag, he withdrew five even more battered ones, their runes dim and faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After picking one, he reached in again—this time pulling out nine storage bags of different colors, scattered across the floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two stared, dumbfounded at Second Grandpa’s endless nesting of storage bags.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is this even allowed?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu’s eyes burned with envy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So many storage bags—how many treasures must be inside? Spirit stones, divine arts, magic treasures—everything imaginable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Found it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After a long while, Second Grandpa exhaled deeply, grinning triumphantly, holding a blackened storage bag with crookedly carved characters: “Wu Gui Sect.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Time’s passed too long, but my memory’s still sharp,” Second Grandpa said proudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he pulled out a pile of items from the bag—colorful, oddly shaped tokens scattered everywhere, along with jade slips and scrolls.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What are these?” Zhou Qing couldn’t help asking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Second Grandpa rummaged as he explained, “They say more skills never weigh you down—I visited many major sects. Where the atmosphere was good, I stayed to learn; where it was bad, I took what I could and left. Wu Gui Sect? Chaotic as hell…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished, he dug out a stack of image stones, sifted through them, picked one, and handed it grinning to Zhou Qing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing took it and saw a “6” carved on it, his heart filled with confusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Second Uncle looked at him seriously and said, “To comprehend a perfect realm, you must make the other person unleash everything on you—by provoking them to the point where they want to kill you to silence you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Is there a secret inside?” Yan Xiaohu immediately realized, his eyes gleaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Second Uncle chuckled. “You’ll see when you look.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing grew curious and immediately infused spiritual power to activate it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, an image projected forth—he glanced at it once, his face flushed crimson, and he hastily shut it off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu blinked and said, “Uh, what was that? Pitch black—I didn’t even see anything. Let me look again.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing sighed and handed him the memory stone, then turned to the Second Uncle: “Uncle, what is this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Second Uncle said, “Probably something involving the Sixth Elder of the Five Ghost Sect. Too long ago… that kid, I saw you copy it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu waved his hands frantically. “No no, Old Four knows—I love drinking by rivers outdoors. These two dogs did that in the water? I must condemn them thoroughly—it ruins my appetite.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Second Uncle rolled his eyes, snatched the memory stone back, and reactivated it, enjoying it himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the image shook, then showed a young unfamiliar face, turning the recording around to record himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No need to guess—it was the Second Uncle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“See? The Five Ghost Sect’s Sixth Elder, Luo Hou, is doing something utterly disgraceful with the Sect Master’s wife. Listen to those sounds—they’re louder than the river’s flow. The world’s gone to hell, hmm…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Second Uncle paused the memory stone and said, “Looks right. When the time comes, give this stone to Luo Hou and arrange a meeting place.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Zhou Qing could speak, Yan Xiaohu blurted out, “Uncle, you just described that woman with her arms wrapped around the middle-aged man’s neck, breathing heavily, cheeks flushed, eyes dazed, hair disheveled…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Get to the point—no need for so many adjectives!” the Second Uncle snapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu swallowed hard. “That slender-waisted woman is the Sect Master’s wife? This is that chaotic? If Luo Hou finds out, he’ll flay Old Four alive.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t worry—I’ll secretly suppress his realm when the time comes. You just fight freely!” The Second Uncle patted his chest confidently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the Second Uncle wasn’t joking, Zhou Qing gritted his teeth and decided to take the risk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Do I need to disguise myself?” Zhou Qing asked, suppressing his inner unease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Second Uncle laughed heartily and teased, “My Nascent Soul enhancement? I can’t give you that. You’ve been coveting it for how long?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No wonder every time the Second Uncle transformed, his form, voice, and aura were perfectly replicated—he had this Nascent Soul enhancement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Zhou Qing gave up entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Second Uncle still pulled out a wooden doll and handed it over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, the Five Ghost Sect was only Zhou Qing’s first trial ground; later, he’d gather even more dark secrets. He didn’t want this kid hunted down by a swarm of Soul Transformation experts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Infuse a thread of your soul force and spiritual power into it, and you can transform into any appearance you desire,” the Second Uncle explained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing stared at the wooden doll in his hand, sensing its extraordinary nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How long will it last?” Zhou Qing pressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Second Uncle waved his hand carelessly. “Two or three days—plenty for your mischief. When it’s used up, I’ll reforge it for you. Easy.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhou Qing’s expression relaxed considerably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside him, Yan Xiaohu’s eyes lit up. He smiled ingratiatingly and edged closer. “Uncle, I’m also here training with Old Four. Could you…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here!” The Second Uncle pulled out a purple jade slip and tossed it to him without hesitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu froze for a moment, then beamed with joy, clutching it like a priceless treasure, examining it repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Second Uncle said, “This cultivation method is called the ‘Purple Mansion Inquiry Heart Scripture.’ Far superior to your ‘Taiqing Mystical Qi Scripture.’ See if you can abandon your old one.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu became incoherent with excitement, thanking him repeatedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the Second Uncle turned his gaze to Zhou Qing, frowning slightly in thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your situation is unusual. I don’t yet have a cultivation scripture perfectly suited for you. We’ll see if anything fits in that coffin later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing hurriedly said, “Uncle, no need—I already have a scripture that suits me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His own ‘Yin-Yang Scripture’ came from the first coffin, gifted by General Zhongli Bo of the Star Battlefield.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Second Uncle’s eyes flickered with doubt. He studied Zhou Qing deeply. Seeing his serious expression, he nodded and dropped the matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone had secrets—he understood that well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Try it!” The Second Uncle pointed at the doll.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing nodded, took a deep breath, closed his eyes slowly, and carefully infused a thread of his soul force and spiritual power into it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, a faint glow enveloped the doll, spreading like ripples, wrapping Zhou Qing tightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, the glow faded, revealing a handsome, well-proportioned man before them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Li Hanshan!” Yan Xiaohu recognized him at once, blurted out, eyes wide with shock and curiosity, then circled Zhou Qing, inspecting him with admiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Zhou Qing before them—except for lacking the signature halberd—was an exact replica of Li Hanshan, one of the Five Heavenly Disciples of the former Cangyan Dao Palace, even matching the fabric patterns of his clothes perfectly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle, actually—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t be greedy!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Got it!” Yan Xiaohu snapped his mouth shut.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing channeled spiritual power to form a mirror, studied himself for a moment, and silently marveled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This Li Hanshan illusion was a flawless replica—no flaw at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Transforming into a dead man thousands of miles away meant even if the Five Ghost Sect investigated, they’d have no trace. This added significant safety.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go,” the Second Uncle said. “I’ll make preparations.” He turned and left with Yan Xiaohu, their figures vanishing into the dense forest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing took a deep breath, calmed his nerves, straightened his posture, and rode his sword toward the Five Ghost Sect’s mountain gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone asked me to deliver this memory stone to Elder Luo Hou of your sect. Urgent matter—please notify him!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the Five Ghost Sect!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sixth Elder Luo Hou sat in his study, face dark with rage, brows knotted, visibly agitated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A year ago, he secretly sent men to trade resources with the Wan Hua Valley in the Southern Region, thinking no one would notice—but someone discovered it, and all his men were slaughtered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only message his trusted aide sent back: a white-robed figure had interrupted the deal. But no one saw what the figure looked like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, the Sect Master had begun suspecting him. Many key plans were being excluded from him entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who is it? Who’s behind this!” Luo Hou muttered, slamming his fist on the desk. Tea sets rattled violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as his frustration peaked, a guard’s voice rang from outside.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Hou snapped his head up. Suspicion flashed across his gloomy face. Thoughts raced through his mind: “Someone wants to see me? And a memory stone? Could it be… the recording of the trade?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His heart tightened. The men he sent were his own long-trained confidants—extremely secretive, never seen publicly. Even if recorded, no one should recognize them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps… there’d be a clue to the white-robed figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let him in!” Luo Hou straightened his robes, forced calm, strode to the main seat, and fixed his gaze on the hall’s entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before long, the guard returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Elder, when I went out, I found the man had already left—and left the memory stone behind!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He respectfully handed it over.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Hou frowned, waved his hand—the memory stone flew into his palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he infused spiritual power to activate it, the familiar scene appeared instantly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the image, his face turned deathly pale, eyes filled with terror and fury, the stone nearly slipping from his grasp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing the obscene sounds, the kneeling disciple instinctively lifted his head slightly—though he saw nothing, he immediately lowered it again in panic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Hou whirled on him, eyes blazing with fire. “What did that man look like? What realm?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He leapt to his feet, heart pounding, gaze sharp as a hawk’s, locked on the guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The disciple trembled. “Very young, handsome, realm unknown…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Shh!” Before he finished, Luo Hou’s form blurred like a ghost—he appeared before the disciple, thrust a finger into his forehead, and initiated soul-searching.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, he saw Zhou Qing’s face in the disciple’s memories.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Damn it!” Luo Hou cursed. A monstrous ghostly shadow erupted behind him, darting into the disciple’s body. With a piercing scream, the disciple turned to a withered skeleton.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Luo Hou sprinted toward the mountain gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Which way did the youth flee?” Luo Hou’s voice trembled with unmasked urgency.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A guard pointed west. Luo Hou turned to chase—then noticed another disciple, pale as paper, shaking uncontrollably.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His eyes narrowed. He turned, icy gaze like blades fixed on the man. “Did the youth give you the memory stone?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Y-yes, Elder,” the gate guard stammered, sweat pouring down his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Did you watch it?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“N-no…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished, Luo Hou slapped him—reducing him to a spray of blood and flesh. The gruesome sight froze the others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Hou’s cold gaze swept over the rest, confirmed no anomalies, then turned and left.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had there not been two Soul Transformation elders guarding the barrier behind, everyone here would be dead—just to bury the secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Less than half a stick of incense later, following the trail, Luo Hou caught up to Zhou Qing, who was fleeing at top speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, his face twisted with murderous intent. Spiritual power surged—he accelerated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing turned back and met his icy, bone-chilling gaze—like being watched by a venomous serpent. His heart clenched; he sped up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“All these years, still late Nascent Soul? Looks like advancing further will be truly hard.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing sighed, fleeing desperately.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3071,"2026-06-19T20:13:54.632Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","51c62a6fe494896674f475dc822a77ae0f6e1c5ad459d871d66cce77f10820c1","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-211","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-209",302,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--cover.jpg"]