Chapter 6 Senior Brother is weak and unable to take care of himself; he falls asleep instantly upon meeting.

"My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens." This saying was remembered by Shi Liuying like a proverb, and it resonated in her chest like a powerful chant.

That's abnormal. The person who said that is simply too outstanding for a normal person!

They not only have an indomitable spirit, but also unwavering perseverance.

These energetic lines resonated with Shi Liuying's unwavering perseverance.

Shi Liuying, who had never read any novels featuring a protagonist who is overpowered by a dragon, considered herself to have met a kindred spirit.

She searched for him a thousand times, and suddenly, turning around, she found Long Aotian right there in the arena.

Shi Liuying grabbed a passerby: "What are you doing?"

It was fine until it was pulled, but then something shocking happened.

The person being pulled was in tears, looking extremely sad.

Shi Liuying quickly withdrew her hand: "Ah, I didn't mean to. I only tore your clothes, I didn't tear your flesh."

The person dressed in red wiped their eyes: "It's nothing, I just suddenly remembered something sad."

He looked Shi Liuying up and down, taking in her naivety: "We recently had a new batch of disciples, and you're one of them, aren't you?"

Shi Liuying nodded in agreement.

The disciple wiped away his tears and adopted the demeanor of a kind senior brother: "This is a friendly competition between sects, held every year. The champion of this competition will receive the Guiyuan Pill, forged jointly by the leaders of the five major sects. This pill can allow Golden Core cultivators to break through to the next level without any obstacles. If one's strength is lower, it is not impossible to break through to the third level in succession."

Shi Liuying exclaimed, "Wow, that's amazing! What if an ordinary person who is seriously injured and on the verge of death ate it?"

The disciple looked at Shi Liuying with astonishment: "Isn't this a bit of a waste, Junior Sister? Who would waste such a treasure on a mortal? Besides, mortals don't even have the chance to come into contact with such pills."

Seeing Shi Liuying's determined gaze, the disciple said helplessly, "Of course, it can bring the dead back to life and heal the wounded. It can not only prolong life but also extend lifespan. It might even be possible to step into the realm of cultivators."

Shi Liuying lowered her eyes thoughtfully: "I started cultivating the Dao too late."

The disciple glanced at her and comforted her, "Don't be discouraged. There are many people who only enter the path of cultivation at the age of several hundred. I wonder how old you are, Junior Sister?"

Those who are recruited into a sect are generally quite talented; to be able to cultivate at a young age is... quite...

"I'll be eighteen in three months," Shi Liuying answered honestly.

"Eighteen? See, I told you not to be discouraged, and you're only...eighteen?!"

The disciple's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he looked at Shi Liuying as if she were a monster.

"Ah, you must be the junior sister who was taken in by the sect leader before her spiritual roots were even tested."

Shi Liuying nodded, but upon hearing the word "Master," she felt only distress.

He's only nominally an apprentice; he hasn't formally become an apprentice yet.

"You're the one who gets the most discussion on the sect forum, whose hot posts keep getting bumped up again and again, Shi Liuying." The disciple suddenly realized.

What is a sect forum?

The disciple was getting a little cocky. What's wrong with me? Can I teach geniuses too?

He opened his communication jade slip: "Look, this is the account that the sect has already registered for each disciple after they join the sect. The initial nickname is your name, and you can change it to whatever you like."

He added his own personal message: "By bumping into each other like this, we're friends."

Shi Liuying looked at the communication jade slip page: 【I'll have another bowl】Request to become your friend.

The box in front of the name is accompanied by a picture of a rice bowl the size of a washbasin.

"My name is Xiao Jin. I am the second disciple of the Ninth Elder of the Ninth Peak. You can call me Senior Brother Xiao."

"The forum is right here." Xiao Jin pointed and demonstrated to her, "The hot topics in the sect are all here. You can ask any questions you don't understand, and maybe you'll find a helpful expert to answer them for you."

Shi Liuying nodded in understanding: "Thank you, Senior Brother Xiao."

"Since you are the sect leader's newly accepted disciple, I must introduce you to your real senior brother."

Xiao Jin waved his hand and pointed to the arena: "Jun Lintian, the sect leader's first disciple, everyone's senior brother. With him around, barring any unforeseen circumstances, you can always entrust your back to him with peace of mind."

"Is this the senior brother who said, 'My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens'?"

They're actually the same master's senior brother!

Shi Liuying looked expectantly at the arena, thus missing the twitching of Xiao Jin's lips as he heard Long Aotian's classic line.

A few breaths later, Shi Liuying's expectant gaze slowly turned into doubt.

A reliable senior brother to everyone, someone you can always trust with your back.

Is this the weak man with dark circles under his eyes, unsteady gait, and a wandering gaze, looking like he's about to die from exhaustion?

Is he really reliable? Is there anyone going to take care of him? He seems like he's really going to die.

Shi Liuying looked at Xiao Jin with an inquiring gaze.

But it was clear that Xiao Jin had already become accustomed to Jun Lintian's state.

Shi Liuying was not reassured: "Are we really not going to take him off the stage? He looks like he's about to collapse at any moment, even without the opponent making a move."

She looks really delicate.

Xiao Jin crossed his arms and said confidently, "You're underestimating the strength of the number one in our sect."

The arena was neither too big nor too small, but it was protected by barriers on all sides, so the spectators would not be affected by the spiritual power of the contestants.

Shi Liuying looked at the arena with concern.

The unsteady man retreated step by step, each move and step precisely avoiding the opponent's attacks, even having the strength to use the opponent's force against him.

Shi Liuying didn't even see clearly how this "weak" senior brother made his move.

She focused intently on the arena, trying to see Jun Lintian's moves clearly.

But suddenly I felt a sharp pain in my head.

"Hiss..." Shi Liuying held her temples and closed her eyes tightly.

Xiao Jin quickly said, "Junior sister, just look at his appearance, not his spirit; just look at his movements, don't try to understand anything more in-depth, you can't understand those things yet."

After feeling some relief from the pain in her head, Shi Liuying opened her eyes again.

This time she saw more; apart from looking a little weak, her senior brother, who was retreating step by step, had no injuries on his body.

She saw the pattern and the force in her senior brother's weak steps, and the aggressiveness hidden beneath the retreat.

I saw the wounds on my senior brother's opponent, and I saw the tenacity in my senior brother's fleeting eyes.

She felt her body become lighter, and her hands and feet unconsciously wanted to move along with her senior brother's movements.

"You lost."

A voice as gentle as a spring breeze rang out.

The match is over, and Junlintian has won.

Shi Liuying looked at Jun Lintian. His sword-sheathing posture was smooth and graceful. He held the hilt of the sword in his hand, with the sword behind him. He gave a slight nod to his opponent who was lying on the ground.

Shi Liuying was extremely excited to see a duel between masters for the first time: "No wonder he is a genius who said 'My fate is in my own hands, not in the heavens'!"

"Composed, elegant, and charming, he's simply irresistible."

Xiao Jin looked at Shi Liuying with sympathy: "Do you really think so?"

"since……"

Before she could even utter the word, Shi Liuying's head stopped bobbing.

She opened her mouth slightly, her eyes wide with astonishment.

On the stage, the senior brother, who was so elegant just a second ago, suddenly changed his aloof expression.

His eyes flashed with a fierce light. He raised his chin, looked at his fallen opponent, and sneered, "Ant! You dare to contend with me!"

However, when Jun Lintian was not in a battle, his words carried little weight.

His air of a master vanished instantly, and he looked like a pitiful patient who had been tortured for a long time, especially with his dark circles under his eyes, which looked like they were about to reach the ground.

Shi Liuying, who had just gained some insights: Is my insight really reliable?

Xiao Jin beckoned to Jun Lintian and enthusiastically introduced, "Senior brother, come and see your new junior sister."

Jun Lintian nodded politely in greeting: "Junior Brother Xiao."

Then he looked at Shi Liuying and said, "Junior sister, nice to meet you..."

For some reason, Jun Lintian felt that his junior sister might have some kind of faint sleep fragrance.

Why was he suddenly so sleepy? His eyelids felt like they weighed a ton, and he was suddenly overcome with the kind of drowsiness that comes from playing games all night and having math class at 8 a.m.

Perhaps he has been burning his life force in his cultivation, and has truly reached the critical point of his body... the critical point... at the critical point x=0, the derivative is indeed zero. The current situation is like letting a ball roll on the curve y=x-3x+2. When the ball rolls to the position x=1...

Jun Lintian could no longer think and collapsed heavily.

Shi Liuying, who witnessed everything: !!

She said, "This senior brother is really weak and can't take care of himself!"

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