[{"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-89":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},2265622,4423,"Chapter 89: The Fierce and Wild Ghost Mastiff (6k)","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-89",89,"\u003Cp>Seeing Xuan Yuan Muqian’s gaze turn toward him, Yan Xiaohu instantly straightened his chest with pride, though inside he felt like crying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To engineer this chance encounter, heaven knows how much I’ve lost—especially to subdue that beast terrorizing the village, I gave it everything I had, only for the damn creature to regress to its ancestral bloodline at the critical moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I nearly capsized in a ditch, but luckily my timing was flawless, everything flowed together seamlessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Yan Xiaohu’s demeanor, Li Daoxuan said no more, only: “Since Brother Yan is guiding you, make sure you treat Princess Dianxia  properly—don’t let any mishap bring shame upon Taiqingmen.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu understood Li Daoxuan’s implication perfectly: Rest assured, I’d never dare peek at the princess bathing, no matter how bold I am.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, I’m not some peeping tom.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, I’m Lu Yaoyao!” At that moment, Lu Yaoyao stepped forward cheerfully, approaching Xuan Yuan Muqian and introducing herself warmly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Yuan Muqian studied Lu Yaoyao carefully, lingering a few extra glances at her eye sockets, then smiled and said: “Hello.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she rummaged through her storage pouch and quickly pulled out a vial of pills.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This is for you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“What?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s a pill that removes birthmarks. Don’t worry—it was crafted by the Imperial Advisor himself. Powerful effects; it erases any birthmark without leaving scars.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Thank you, but may I ask why you’re giving me this?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your eyes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“My eyes? What about them?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Lu Yaoyao’s confused expression and about to pull out a mirror, Li Daoxuan and the others grew tense at once: “Brother Yichen, my master is already on the mountain—I’ll take you there!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Saying this, he grabbed Xuan Yuan Yichen and hurried up the mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big brother—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Lu Yaoyao’s frustrated shout came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Yuan Yichen suddenly realized—he’d also thought it was a birthmark at first.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You two siblings really get along well!” Xuan Yuan Yichen said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Daoxuan chuckled: “Nothing special.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Just like me—I love teasing my little sister. Don’t let Muqian’s current poise fool you; if you rile her up, I have to run for cover.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Daoxuan smiled and fell silent, leading Xuan Yuan Yichen straight toward Chengtian Hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That evening, Zhou Qing had just fed the old hen powdered spirit stones and was about to absorb the spiritual essence of the Lingyun Mushroom when he heard a knock at the gate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Four, Old Four—” Yan Xiaohu’s voice called out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing sighed helplessly and went to open the door.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment he opened it, a strong stench of alcohol hit him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu let out a long, drunken burp. Zhou Qing recoiled in disgust, waving his hand to fan the smell away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How much did you drink?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu waved the food box triumphantly: “Drank at Yushantang—all free. Why not? I even grabbed an extra portion for you. Eat it while it’s hot.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu staggered inside. Zhou Qing hurried to support him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, looking at the heavy food box, Zhou Qing felt a warm surge in his chest: “Thank you, Big Brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu smiled faintly, then channeled spiritual power—his alcohol haze vanished rapidly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No thanks needed. You were supposed to eat at Yushantang today too, but I dragged you away. I should be thanking you. Eat up—I know you haven’t had a bite yet.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now sober, Yan Xiaohu was in good spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing took the food box and set it aside, then asked curiously: “Big Brother, how was the Ninth Princess?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu nodded, then shook his head, a look of melancholy suddenly crossing his face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“She’s beautiful, no doubt—but I didn’t feel any fluttering in my heart. And when I spoke with her, her every word and gesture radiated noble elegance, making me feel inferior and deeply uncomfortable.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu frowned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Of course she is—she’s royalty. What can a country bumpkin like us compare to her? I think you’d get along better with that ghost girl—you’re both the same kind of weird!” Zhou Qing teased.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu hurriedly said: “Don’t joke like that! I’m destined to become a royal son-in-law—how could I pick a ghost girl? Forget it. Tomorrow, if you want to wander, go ahead. I’ve already made my first impression—you can’t threaten me anymore.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing said: “What about Big Brother?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t know—he’s still in seclusion. But tomorrow, the Seventh Imperial Prince will fight Li Daoxuan, rest for two days, then challenge Big Brother.” Yan Xiaohu thought and replied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhou Qing’s interest stirred.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Their battle will surely be spectacular—will there be many spectators?” Zhou Qing asked eagerly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu said: “Of course. Two Nascent Soul experts fighting? A rare learning opportunity for all of us. The arena’s limited, but all True Disciples and Core Disciples will be there.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhou Qing grew excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So the crowd will be filled with Jin Dan and Nascent Soul cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perfect. This is great.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I was just wondering how to find a chance to farm Ignore Points—here it comes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Third Brother, wake me up when you leave tomorrow!” Zhou Qing said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu nodded: “Got it. Eat up. You’ve been running around all day. Honestly, dealing with women is exhausting.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After seeing off his third brother, Zhou Qing was about to close the door when a paper crane flew toward him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the crane landed, Lu Yaoyao’s playful voice came from within: “Zhou Brother, didn’t know you had such good taste—you’ve just saved yourself decades of hard work!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing was utterly confused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Did he drink fake wine?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today’s Arena was bustling, packed with disciples from the Thirteen Peaks, layered thickly around the perimeter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, ordinary disciples had no right to watch the battle between the Sect Master’s heir and an Imperial Prince—those present were almost all True Disciples and Core Disciples.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In addition, various stewards, Elders, and multiple Peak Masters had come to watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>By the time Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu arrived, the crowd was already roaring, and even distant onlookers were secretly placing bets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wait—that bet-taker over there… is that Niu Guangmo?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing stared blankly at Yan Xiaohu beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boss!” Soon, several familiar True Disciples approached.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu immediately pulled out two hundred blank image jade slips and handed them to them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Remember—only start selling after the battle begins. Use your eyes. Don’t waste time pushing to someone who can’t afford it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They nodded, understanding.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Here’s a list of Core Disciples with money. Target them first—I don’t believe they won’t want to record this battle for later study!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu grinned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They quickly dispersed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing stared at Yan Xiaohu and clapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Third Brother, your business sense is incredible—I truly admire you! You never miss an opportunity!” Zhou Qing praised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu waved his hand: “This is nothing. But to raise funds for the bets and these two hundred blank image jade slips, I’ve nearly emptied my coffers and am deep in debt. If I lose, my reward of one high-grade spirit stone might vanish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old Four, you can’t just watch me go bankrupt. Worst case? You might have to lend me… Old Four, don’t walk off so fast—I haven’t finished talking!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon after, Zhou Qing looked up at the Arena’s upper tiers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Peak Masters sat in order—some solemn, some smiling, each radiating immense aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eight of the Thirteen Peak Masters had come—clearly, they were curious about this match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside Sect Master Cao Zhengyang sat two masked figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Those two are the Seventh Prince and Ninth Princess’s guardians—though that’s just the surface. There are surely more hidden,” Yan Xiaohu whispered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing nodded. Though far away, he clearly sensed the killing intent radiating from them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Brother, so you’re here!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Lu Yaoyao’s cheerful voice came from behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing turned to see Lu Yaoyao, Shi Zhen, and an unfamiliar woman walking together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh my, Muqian Sister, why are you down here? The upper platform has the best view!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the unfamiliar woman, Yan Xiaohu immediately grinned and rubbed his hands together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing instantly realized—the woman was the Ninth Princess of Shengwu Empire.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But how in just one day had they become best friends?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who the hell is the social butterfly here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Lu Sister searched for you for ages—I pointed you out, but she couldn’t see you,” Shi Zhen laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yaoyao scratched her head, embarrassed: “My vision’s been off lately. You were right here, and I still couldn’t spot you.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing only smiled, then bowed to Xuan Yuan Muqian: “Greetings, Ninth Princess.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Zhou Brother, don’t be formal—just call me Muqian like everyone else!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Xuan Yuan Muqian was Foundation Establishment peak, for some reason, standing before Zhou Qing, she felt invisible pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His cultivation must be higher than hers—calling him Zhou Brother made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>【Heart Insight Point +8】\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Zhou Qing admired the Ninth Princess’s noble bearing, contrasting sharply with his idiotic grinning third brother, the system’s chime suddenly sounded in his ear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then he saw Lu Yaoyao’s Touding  annotation change from 【Well-Read】 to 【Good Eye】.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing was momentarily puzzled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yaoyao suddenly praised: “Sister Mu Qian, your hair is so beautiful—it’s orange! Few people have hair like this. I remember Brother Zhou likes girls with orange hair.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yaoyao deliberately stressed the words “orange.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing froze, then quickly understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I knew something felt off when I saw Xuan Yuan Mu Qian earlier—it was her hair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t listen to her; I was just joking back then!” Zhou Qing hurriedly said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu glanced around nervously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What’s going on here?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Yuan Mu Qian smiled, then touched her hair. “You’ll have to disappoint Brother Zhou—I didn’t always have this color. A while ago, I took a special elixir, and due to some side effect, it turned this shade.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, Zhou Qing quietly exhaled in relief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s an odd side effect. What was your original hair color?” Zhou Qing asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Yuan Mu Qian smiled. “Of course black—with a touch of silver. I inherited it from my mother; she isn’t human.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Yuan Mu Qian spoke frankly—it wasn’t a secret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing suddenly understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lu Yaoyao’s pupils shrank sharply, her heart skipping a beat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Could I have finally found the right person?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And my grandmother is here too?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Is my blood not purely human?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, the crowd erupted in cheers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing and the others turned quickly—two figures had appeared on the arena floor without anyone noticing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Daoxuan held a heavy sword today; its broad blade gleamed with cold frost.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His posture was upright, his white robe fluttering in the wind, his gaze icy—like a drawn blade, radiating sharpness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Opposite him stood Prince Xuan Yuan Yichen of the Holy Martial Empire, gripping a silver spear, its tip shimmering with light as if coiled with dragon shadows.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He exuded an aura of supreme dominance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So this is the Seventh Prince?” Zhou Qing marveled. He had to admit—the man was the real deal: tall, rich, handsome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Third Brother wanting to be his brother-in-law? Probably impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Activate the arena’s boundary seals!” Cao Zhengyang said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Several Elders nodded and swiftly formed hand seals.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But in the next instant, a piercing whistle tore through the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before anyone could react, a jet-black spear—like a weapon plucked from the netherworld—shot forward like a bolt of dark lightning, striking the ground between them with overwhelming force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The spear sank three inches into the earth; the surrounding blue bricks shattered instantly, stones flying everywhere, the entire arena trembling from the impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, silence fell. Everyone turned instinctively—seeing a figure stepping down from the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was tall and imposing, clad in tight black armor that flapped like a storm of darkness sweeping in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His long hair whipped wildly in the wind, revealing eyes as sharp as falcons, brimming with boundless arrogance and wildness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Each step he took upon empty air echoed like thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone stared, stunned—until Shi Zhen suddenly covered her mouth, eyes shining.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu burst into joy—they never expected Big Brother to emerge from seclusion at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mo Xingjian on the stage shook his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Still so showy! This isn’t my doing—I truly didn’t know!” Mo Xingjian quickly told Cao Zhengyang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Zhengyang sighed heavily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It seemed Li Daoxuan and Xuan Yuan Yichen wouldn’t fight today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, Gui Ao flashed forward, landing beside the spear, then grasped its shaft and gave it a slight shake—a powerful energy wave erupted, forcing everyone nearby to step back involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His gaze burned as he swept over Li Daoxuan and Xuan Yuan Yichen, a faint smirk curling his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perfect timing. Old Li, they came to challenge me—you just cut in halfway. Isn’t that a bit unethical?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gui Ao’s voice was deep and powerful, echoing like thunder over the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Daoxuan frowned. “I was just—”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know you meant well, but if he’s too drained, and I win afterward, it won’t be a fair victory,” Gui Ao cut him off.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Daoxuan snorted, about to speak—then immediately turned his gaze upward to Cao Zhengyang on the platform, eyes filled with frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Zhengyang muttered something; Li Daoxuan could only reluctantly look back at Gui Ao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Since you’ve emerged, don’t forget we still have a match to settle!” Li Daoxuan said, then stepped out of the arena.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gui Ao’s lips curled into a wicked grin as he turned to face Xuan Yuan Yichen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Your Xuan Yuan Dragon Emperor Art must be perfected now—excellent!” Gui Ao sized him up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Yuan Yichen studied Gui Ao, his expression grave: “You’ve grown stronger—you’re half a step into Soul Transformation.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Soul Transformation requires mastering an essence. Do you think it’s that easy? But you’re right—I’ve at least half-stepped into that realm. Still, judging by your stance, you’re using me as a stepping stone. Too bad—I’ll be your stumbling block.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gui Ao laughed loudly, then pointed his black spear straight at Xuan Yuan Yichen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on—I’ve been looking for someone to test myself against. Since you’ve come to me, I won’t hold back!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as he spoke, the entire arena’s atmosphere turned violent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Yuan Yichen laughed too, twirling his silver spear like a silver dragon soaring into the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t let me down either!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two faced off, eyes flashing like lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next instant, before anyone could react, they clashed at blinding speed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spear shadows crossed, light flared everywhere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arena erupted with a deafening roar; the ground shattered instantly under the shockwave, stones flying like rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Both stepped back several paces, their battle lust burning hotter than before.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then they clashed again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No one spoke—everyone stared, stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Yuan Mu Qian nervously cheered for her brother; Zhou Qing quietly slipped away until he found a secluded corner, watching Big Brother.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ignore Point +1]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ignore Point +1]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Zhou Qing heard the system’s alert, a faint smile tugging at his lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Dang dang dang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The clash of spears rang out like heavy rain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their figures darted across the arena, spear shadows overlapping, dizzying to watch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gui Ao’s attacks grew fiercer; his black spear became a raging beast, relentlessly lunging at Xuan Yuan Yichen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Yuan Yichen barely kept up, his silver spear whirling in a flawless defense, repelling each strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Many had never seen Gui Ao’s true power—Elders on the stage, even the Sect Master, never stopped praising him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Li Daoxuan, now outside the arena, stared at Gui Ao with grave seriousness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Heaven-Shattering Strike!” Gui Ao roared, shaking his black spear—immense dominance coalesced at its tip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Xuan Yuan Yichen didn’t dare underestimate—he erupted in golden scales.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Xuan Yuan Dragon Emperor Art: Dragon Emperor Descends!” he bellowed, thrusting his silver spear—out surged a massive dragon, silver with golden veins, roaring as it charged Gui Ao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boom!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Their collision exploded with even greater force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the arena’s boundary seals cracked under the impact; several stunned Elders rushed to repair them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Interesting!” Gui Ao’s battle lust didn’t fade—it grew, even sparking excitement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re impressive too!” Xuan Yuan Yichen laughed, his aura surging again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The black and silver figures wove together, stirring the crowd’s blood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After who knew how long, another clash sent them flying apart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gui Ao sheathed his spear and laughed heartily: “Enough! Didn’t expect you to grow this strong. Let’s call it a draw, same as always?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Yuan Yichen frowned, about to speak—but Gui Ao vanished from the arena, bowed respectfully to the Sect Master and others above.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Disciple greets you, Senior Brothers and Uncles!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cao Zhengyang and the others were stunned—Gui Ao just quit? So casually?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine. It’s just sparring—no need to overdo it. Don’t damage your camaraderie, right?” Cao Zhengyang glanced at the two masked figures beside him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They nodded slightly, their aged voices echoing: “Indeed.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I have matters to attend to—I’ll take my leave!” Gui Ao bowed again, then leapt into the crowd, grabbed Yan Xiaohu beside the betting table, and flashed to Zhou Qing’s side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Let’s go—haven’t seen you in years. Come drink with your Senior Brother!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gui Ao laughed loudly, seizing Zhou Qing and Yan Xiaohu, then vanished as a streak of light through the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone exchanged glances, turning to the Seventh Prince on the field.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Brother, are you alright?” Xuan Yuan Mu Qian rushed onto the arena to check on him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuan Yuan Yichen sighed lightly and murmured, “Looks like I lost again—he’s giving your big brother some face.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing her brother’s words, Xuan Yuan Muqian was stunned, then turned her gaze toward the fading silhouette in the sky, worried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’s truly become your big brother’s obsession—what should we do now?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…………\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Brother, your entrance today was absolutely awesome, insanely cool, beyond description!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside Yushan Hall, Yan Xiaohu poured wine for Gui Ao with deep admiration—he’d really spent big today to welcome Big Brother back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Big Brother, are you about to enter Soul Transformation?” Zhou Qing kept piling food onto Gui Ao’s plate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gui Ao took a few sips, then shook his head: “If Soul Transformation were this easy, wouldn’t everyone in Taiqingmen be a peak master? It requires comprehending a certain realm—but at least I’ve got a direction now. By the way, where’s Old Two?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhou Qing fell into thought, and Yan Xiaohu hurried to explain: “Second Sister left the sect three years ago—she said she had personal matters to handle. When we went to Qingmu City…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu then explained to Gui Ao.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After listening, Gui Ao frowned slightly: “Soulbreath Immortal Grass? This spirit herb can indeed cure Master’s old injury completely, but it’s dangerously risky. Still, with her cautious nature, she should be fine.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then Gui Ao glanced at his two younger brothers and smiled: “It’s been years—I see Old Four has gotten much paler. Old Three, your face has gotten rounder.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yan Xiaohu: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Requesting monthly votes; also, updating something—the broken sword is named [Broken Tetanus].\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",3145,"2026-06-19T20:13:53.139Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","fa1a3392f6ed4654d421e312d27f26e121b9e32e04a0246288404aa2b66e9588","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-90","my-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--chapter-88",302,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fmy-master-s-elder-brother-just-took-on-a-female--cover.jpg"]