After putting away the "heirloom phone" that his father had given him, Wang Sheng rubbed his forehead. As he had expected, just a glance at the bookmarked links had given him a headache. Read complete versıon only at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵✶𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖✶𝓷𝓮𝓽 The problem was that his senior sister was emotionally dense, and his skin was not thick enough to deceive someone so pure-hearted! As his Pure Yang Energy grew thicker, Wang Sheng often found stray desires surfacing in his heart. Although the Pure Yang Immortal Mantra was designed to avoid the peril of "solitary yang," it could not completely erase its influence. His master had hinted at this before. Once he reached the Nascent Soul Realm, even losing his virginity would no longer hinder his cultivation. Should I wait until Senior Sister also reaches the Nascent Soul Realm, then? No, that's probably not necessary. She cultivates in the Dao of Balanced Yin and Yang, after all. He slipped quietly to his bedroom door. Pushing it open, he peeked inside. His senior sister was sitting cross-legged on the bed, her eyes closed in cultivation. The mere sight of her filled his heart with a warm sense of contentment, making his errant thoughts quickly recede. He sighed quietly and lay down beside her in silence. Patience. It's not like I have no charm. Sooner or later, Senior Sister and I will definitely end up together. Closing his eyes, Wang Sheng relaxed and yawned. With a casual beckon, the sword case standing in the corner floated silently over and rested above his head. He then listened to his senior sister's faint breathing. Fearing that she would notice if he let himself get carried away, he didn't dare stare for too long. In all his years of cultivation, he rarely had days without the need for meditation. Propping his head on his arm, he stared quietly at the ceiling, pondering difficult questions of the Dao. His thoughts drifted to his younger sister and the cultivation path she would take. A good master was hard to find. He needed someone gentle, someone who could guide Xiaomiao with positive influence. Their father wished for them to spend more time together, to nurture affection and support each other through the long road ahead. Wang Sheng naturally agreed. She was his sister, and as her elder brother, she was his responsibility. At that moment, his spiritual perception detected light footsteps outside the door. His parents crept to his room's doorway and pressed their ears against it for a while. Two minutes later, they tiptoed back to their own room. Even though they were two doors away, their voices could never escape Wang Sheng's ears. "Why couldn't I hear anything? Didn't you already hand over that treasured phone of yours?" "Don't rush. These things need atmosphere and the right chance. " "Does cultivation lessen such desires?" "Of course not. Go to sleep, honey. We can talk about this tomorrow. The children have their own fate and blessings, you know. We shouldn't worry too much about them." Wang Sheng chuckled softly and turned over. Facing his senior sister, his gaze calmed down. His fingers traced gently along her face. In his heart, he engraved her name and her shadow. Without realizing it, his hand drifted forward until it brushed her cheek. "Mm?" Mu Wanxuan's long eyelashes trembled as she slowly opened her eyes. The room seemed to brighten with the light of two stars. Feeling the familiar hand against her cheek, she tilted her head slightly, resting against his palm. Wang Sheng jolted as if waking from a dream. "Ah, did I disturb you, Senior Sister?" Mu Wanxuan shook her head softly. Her small hand rose to press against his, holding it in place. Her smooth, delicate face rubbed gently against his palm. Ripples stirred in Wang Sheng's heart, yet they quickly quieted as her gaze drew him in. He felt like a wandering soul that had found a clear celestial pool to rest and focus amid the vast starry sky. Sleepiness crept over him. However, he would never allow himself to miss such a chance. His left hand lingered on her cheek as his right hand clasped hers. Wang Sheng was just about to draw her into his arms when the jade-like beauty slowly leaned over to lie beside him. They had never been so close while facing each other. Their curves aligned, and their bodies were nearly touching, separated by only a few inches. In the dim room, Mu Wanxuan grew shy. Her hands folded over her chest, and her fair skin flushed faintly pink. Wang Sheng sent out two wisps of enchanted power, filling the room with a gentle glow. "Senior Sister…" he called softly. Mu Wanxuan replied as faintly as a mosquito's buzz. Though he felt a sense of contentment, he still longed for their bond to take a real step forward—for them to grow inseparable. Mu Wanxuan bit her lip lightly and closed her eyes, waiting in silence. In the next room, the two girls sat with their eyes shut. With nervous and tense expressions, they tugged at each other's small hands. Xi Lian was sharing what her spiritual perception captured, allowing Xiaomiao to see it all. Closer… Even closer…. Xi Lian grinned, while Xiaomiao's cheeks had turned red. Such scenes often appeared on television, but her brother and sister-in-law doing it was unbearably thrilling. The cold snort cut through the air. It wasn't loud, yet it struck their hearts like a drumbeat. Wang Sheng and Mu Wanxuan sprang apart and stood on opposite sides of the bed, staring at the source. Xi Lian facepalmed and rolled across her little bed in frustration. Yaoyun's voice echoed in their minds. "It is improper to perform such rites before marriage. If you truly care for each other, you may invite kin and masters to bear witness. Even a simple ceremony has to include bowing to heaven and earth. Without proper acknowledgment, others will gossip and accuse you both of indecency." Wang Sheng smacked his forehead. How could I forget about Yaoyun?! She's been watching all along! He whispered, "Your Highness, we're in a different era now. No one cares about that anymore." "Without rites, there can be no legitimacy. What does that have to do with the times?" Yaoyun snorted. "Hua Qing was an immortal of the Heavenly Court, and her name is on the Immortal Record. Without marriage papers, betrothal gifts, or bowing to heaven and earth—" "Wanxuan," his senior sister suddenly corrected. She calmly repeated, "Wanxuan." Wang Sheng fixed his gaze on the sword case and properly explained, "Though Senior Sister is Hua Qing's reincarnation, she is Mu Wanxuan in this life, not anyone else." With nothing left to say to Yaoyun, he could only sigh. Meeting his senior sister's eyes, they both broke into laughter. Their hearts remained unshaken. Yaoyun's reaction was not a matter of guilt or innocence. From her traditional standpoint, rebuking them for intimacy before marriage was perfectly reasonable. Finally realizing what had happened, Mu Wanxuan's cheeks blazed red. She hurriedly sat back on the bed and closed her eyes to cultivate. Her shy appearance had its own charm. Wang Sheng sighed quietly once more. "I waited so long for this chance, Your Highness. My feelings for Senior Sister are sincere. I would never begin in chaos and end in betrayal." "Regardless, it's still improper… Ugh, forget it. I will not interfere anymore." The sword case floated back to the corner and stood upright. It seemed displeased. Wang Sheng glanced at his senior sister, then at the sword case, and finally sighed deeply. He lay down quietly and closed his eyes, pretending to sleep. The atmosphere had grown slightly awkward. Mu Wanxuan soon returned to her meditative state. Wang Sheng dared not disturb her again, knowing a third presence watched them. "Yaoyun, in all your years of cultivation…" Wang Sheng gave a knowing look and chuckled inwardly. "The Heavenly Court's rules are that strict?" "Of course. Without strict laws, how could the Heavenly Court govern the Three Realms?" Yaoyun snorted. "I know you resent me for it, but I just couldn't restrain myself… If you continue, I'll just seal off my senses." Wang Sheng's eyes grew full of grievances. "The mood is already ruined!" "Hmph. If your feelings for Hua Qing are truly sincere, why not invite your master and parents as witnesses and formally marry her now?" Yaoyun retorted. "That would be too sudden." Wang Sheng blinked, then pondered. "In this age, people value marriage more than reputation. They see it as one of life's greatest events." Yaoyun fell silent. After a while, she muttered, "I will not interfere further." She then ignored his summons. In the other room, Xi Lian was fuming under her quilt. She quickly formed hand signs and set up a soundproof barrier. Afterward, she sat up and flailed her arms toward the wall of Wang Sheng's room. "Little Xuanxuan was about to succeed! That meddling sword just had to ruin everything! Argh! I can't stand this! I'll seal that sword away!" Xiaomiao blinked. "Sword? Wait, is it really safe to talk now?" "That sword…" Recalling Spiritless's origins, Xi Lian slumped in despair. "That sword is no ordinary weapon. A powerful being resides inside it. Just now, that's the one who interfered." Xiaomiao said softly, "I think the sword is right. My brother and sister-in-law aren't married yet." "Bah! Plenty of people have children before marriage nowadays!" In a hushed tone, Xiaomiao answered, "Just because something happens often doesn't make it right." Xi Lian blinked. Well, that's certainly true. She licked her lips. "Looks like I'll have to rely on my racial talents." Xiaomiao tilted her head. "What talent?" Xi Lian giggled mischievously, her eyes becoming alluring. "Didn't anyone tell you, Xiaomiao? I'm a fox fiend who has cultivated for a thousand years. " Xiaomiao immediately shook her head. "I don't believe you. Don't scare me, Big Sister." With a puff of white smoke, a snow-white fox appeared on the bed. Proudly, she asked, "Well? What do you think?" Xiaomiao froze for a moment, then her eyes lit up. She leaped straight at the fox as though it was all a part of her plan. Realizing she had been tricked, Xi Lian hurriedly changed back to human form. The two girls tumbled about in playful scuffles. In the other room, Mu Wanxuan remained immersed in cultivation, while Wang Sheng had unknowingly fallen asleep by her side. Spiritless flickered faintly from time to time, seemingly unable to rest easy.