After Stealing the Dragon Protagonist's Luck, They Became Obsessed With Me

Tu Longjian transmigrated to the world of cultivation, forced to攻略 (strategize/conquer) the dragon protagonist. On the surface, she acted gentle and considerate, but in reality, she was secretl...

Chapter 47: How about learning about Danfeng, Jianfeng, and Xiafeng?

Yan Leran was a little flustered, wanting to approach but not daring to, and stood there in a daze, saying, "My name is Yan Leran."

"Oh, you're my eighteenth sister? Don't those two have anything better to do all day?"

Yan Hongran frowned unhappily.

"I guess so. They haven't had a younger brother yet, so they'll have to keep trying."

Yan Leran laughed heartily, oblivious to the danger.

"Tch, these two Foundation Establishment novices from a side branch of the family act like they're heirs to the throne." Yan Hongran glanced at the silly Yan Leran with displeasure.

"Sister, I never expected to see you here. I grew up hearing stories about you, but I've never actually met you in person."

"Deeds? They'll probably just call me an ingrate."

"Why did you run out all by yourself?" Yan Hongran asked, glancing sideways with curiosity.

Yan Leran looked somewhat dejected: "That's exactly what they said about you, but I'm unfilial and a little envious."

"So I followed my sister's example and went out to make my own way in the world, but I must never tell my parents."

Yan Leran clasped his hands in supplication.

"Why would I report you? I don't have any family. Also, don't call me 'sister'."

Tu Longjian watched the two sisters talk to each other and roughly understood what had happened.

It seems that the family favored sons over daughters, which is why Yan Hongran and Yan Leran both ran away from their families to make their own way in the world.

So she stepped in to smooth things over, saying, "Regardless of whether we're sisters or not, from now on we're all family, senior and junior sisters."

"Yes, yes, I'll still call you Senior Sister. I want to go to Flame Peak and be your Junior Sister!"

Yan Hongran glanced at Yan Leran's physique; he was tall and strong with large muscles, looking quite suitable for weapon forging.

She felt a little jealous, wondering how she could never build that much muscle despite working out all day, and how she would always be so short and never grow tall because of malnutrition in her childhood.

"Then you should go sign up. Your muscles are still a bit small, not as big as mine... but about the same size as mine."

After thinking about it, she still couldn't bring herself to say that her muscles were bigger.

"I've made a fool of myself in front of Junior Sister Chunxiang for so long, I'll take my leave now. Junior Sister, please remember to consider our Flame Peak!"

Yan Hongran slipped away; she really didn't want to see the people and things in her home.

Yan Leran was still grinning foolishly, holding Tu Longjian's hand with tears welling up in her eyes.

"Chunxiang, you are truly my lucky star. After your guidance, I passed the second test."

"I also ran into the older sister I've admired since I was a child in your yard, but she didn't seem to like me very much."

Tu Longjian smiled gently and comforted him:

"Your sister seems to have a sharp tongue but a kind heart. Maybe she's taking her anger out on you because of something that happened in the past at home."

"Just focus on your own growth and let family ties take their course. Actually, you are all similar people, very brave."

Yan Leran was a little embarrassed by the praise and scratched her head. "You are another person I admire. You are gentle, wise, and powerful. I want to focus on cultivation like you and become strong."

Tu Longjian smiled, "What a good student!"

"Is Junior Sister Chunxiang home?" A soft knock sounded on the door again.

When she opened the door, she saw several Foundation Establishment inner disciples looking at her kindly and enthusiastically promoting the sect.

"Junior sister, choose our Danfeng! We'll treat Foundation Establishment Pills like sugar pills."

The woman in yellow smiled and pushed aside the cultivator in green.

"Junior sister, why not choose to study music at Xiafeng? One step and you'll be dead, leaving no trace for miles."

A meteor hammer was swung twice in the air, and the surrounding disciples quickly retreated. The woman in red looked at Tu Longjian, who was now free, with satisfaction, and laughed heartily:

“Our team is better, junior sister, you should come and work out with your small frame.”

The meteor hammer slammed heavily into the ground with a muffled thud.

Crack! That was the sound of the ground splitting open.

"Oh, I'm sorry, the ground cracked..."

The other disciples angrily said, "Yi Mengyue, all you do is scare people! Hurry up and compensate your junior sister with spirit stones. Junior sister, look how violent body cultivators are!"

Suddenly, another man in blue appeared from the corner and stepped forward.

"Ahem, just passing by and saying something: sword cultivators have a bright future. With a sword in hand, one can conquer the world."

The cultivator in green robes looked him up and down, his faded Taoist robe gleaming in the light snort:

"Forget it, everyone knows you sword cultivators are dirt poor and can only use your swords as objects. Junior sister, come to our Pill Peak, you can earn spirit stones very quickly."

A monk stood with his hands behind his back and spoke calmly.

"Well, of course we'll come to the main peak. They'll teach all of these things, so one person can master eighteen kinds of martial arts."

Seeing the cultivators pushing and shoving each other, spitting as they were about to start a fight, Tu Longjian quickly stepped forward to smooth things over.

"Thank you, senior sisters and brothers. I will think it over carefully."

This level of sales pitch is practically a celestial-style version of "Want to learn about fitness and swimming?"

Tu Longjian had a bit of a headache. There were just too many visitors today. It seemed that being number one wasn't so easy after all.

"Wow, it's so lively here!"

A gentle breeze blew, and peach-pink petals fluttered in the courtyard, landing on the light pink clothes of the newcomer.

"It seems that even the peach blossoms in my junior sister's courtyard like me quite a bit."

An Lan gracefully lifted the hem of her moon-colored gauze dress, which was covering her pink robe, and stepped calmly inside.

He waved his jade folding fan, his bewitching fox-like eyes scanning the entire room.

The disciples who had been looked at by him looked confused.

"Your master is calling you back for dinner."

The inner disciples left in an orderly line, like puppets on strings, all muttering, "Master is calling me back for dinner."

However, when they arrived at their master's cave, they were violently repelled by the restrictions.

An inner disciple clutched his backside, his expression finally clearing.

"What do you mean, 'eat'?! We've already reached the Foundation Establishment stage and stopped eating!"

"Where did this monster come from!"

His junior sister, who had returned with him, slapped her forehead and said, "I remember now, it's that seductive cultivator from Xufeng."

The inner disciples looked utterly defeated, instinctively clutching their clothes tightly. "We can't afford to offend them, or we'll make a fool of ourselves."

"Otherwise, it would be too embarrassing to throw yourself into his arms just because he glances at you."

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The crowded courtyard suddenly became empty, and An Lan covered her mouth with her jade fan, hiding the smile on her lips.

"What are you laughing at, Senior Brother?"

Tu Longjian noticed his smile and suddenly asked a question.

An Lan's smile froze, and she feigned indifference as she said:

"It's nothing, nothing. Those who cultivate the Tao should not be attached to food and desire, but they have a deep bond with their master, so we should be understanding."

Tu Longjian echoed meaningfully, "Is that so?"

She looked into An Lan's eyes and thought of the fleeting glimpse of light pink in her pupils just now.

Could it be a bewitching spell?

However, he doesn't seem to be affected by his charm.

Tu Longjian put aside his thoughts and apologized solemnly:

"I am very sorry for misunderstanding you yesterday and thinking you were a reckless person."

An Lan looked up at the sky with a melancholy expression, frowning and smiling bitterly.

"I was born with a pair of captivating eyes and a beautiful face, which attracts countless admirers, but this is not what I want."