"Bang—"
Qingyu kicked the door open and dragged Yun Sining inside.
"Smack—"
She threw Yun Si Ning directly onto the bed.
"Hiss~~~"
Yun Si Ning, clutching her aching back, grinned pitifully at Qing Yu.
"Senior sister, be gentle, you're going to break me to pieces..."
Don't play the victim with me!
Qingyu crossed her arms and stared intently at Yun Sining on the bed.
"Tell me, what do you want with Cheng Jinjin?"
"I...I..."
Seeing that Yun Si Ning was still stammering, Qing Yu gritted her teeth and stepped forward to grab her wrists.
With both hands restrained, Yun Si Ning twisted her body from side to side, but she could not break free from Qing Yu's restraints.
With her other hand, Qingyu gently pinched Yun Sining's slightly chubby cheeks.
"Will you tell or not?"
Qingyu stared into her eyes, the threat in her gaze unmistakable.
Feeling her extremely aggressive gaze, Yun Sining surrendered almost instantly.
"I'm here to learn the Wind Control Technique from Senior Sister Jinjin..."
"really!"
Qingyu narrowed her eyes, and seeing her expression, Yun Sining couldn't help but shiver.
Senior sister... is really angry...
"Stand up, and the family discipline will begin!"
Qingyu released her restraints on Yun Sining and took two steps back.
"Senior sister...I..."
"Stand up!!"
"oh……"
Yun Si Ning pouted and stood up from the bed with a wronged expression.
Qingyu pointed to the table next to her.
"Lie down."
Suddenly, Yun Sining felt as if she had been electrocuted and took a step back, as a flood of unpleasant memories rushed into her mind.
"Um?"
With a single glance from Qingyu, Yun Sining had no choice but to walk reluctantly to the table and obediently lie down on it.
Qingyu stepped forward and reached out to pull down Yun Sining's pants.
"Eh..."
Yun Si Ning covered her mouth and turned to look at Qing Yu, her beautiful eyes filled with pity.
"Senior sister... I'm almost sixteen years old, can you please not take my pants off..."
Qingyu raised an eyebrow, but still withdrew her hand.
"Great! Our Ning'er has grown up and knows how to be shy now..."
"Hehe, hehehehe..."
Yun Si Ning remained silent, only smiling foolishly.
"Lie down properly!"
Alright!
Yun Si Ning resignedly lay back down on the table, waiting for the storm to break.
A faint glow of spiritual energy gathered on the jade palm, and then gradually solidified.
"Smack!"
"Hiss~~ Ah~~~"
In just a moment, Yun Si Ning's eyes filled with tears.
"Don't cry, don't make a sound!"
As Qingyu spoke, she slapped Yun Sining's little bottom again and again.
A searing pain shot through her, and Yun Si Ning clenched her teeth, letting out muffled whimpers.
"Waaaaah~~ Waaaaah~~~"
"Smack—"
"Don't you know the current situation of the sect?!"
Qingyu said with exasperation as she hit him.
"Smack!!"
"My master was ambushed by the Four Symbols Divine Sect five years ago when he went out, and he is still in seclusion recuperating from his injuries!"
"Apart from our two masters' direct disciples, almost no one knows about this!"
"Smack!!"
"The Young Disciples' Assembly is after October, and you will represent our Green Wood Peak in the competition!"
"It's called a disciples' gathering, but it's actually a different kind of battlefield. If you lose, you'll still die."
"Ning'er, how much time do you have left?!"
"Smack!!"
"Just ten months. After ten months, you will have to fight to the death with the most outstanding disciples of the Four Symbols Divine Sect."
"And yet you still spend your days playing around, indulging in useless spiritual arts like the Wind Manipulation Technique!!"
"Don't think I don't know. Besides the Wind Control Technique, you've also learned a lot of other weird spiritual techniques."
"I've said it so many times: the key to spiritual techniques is quality, not quantity. There are no shortcuts in cultivation!!"
Qingyu pulled her up and looked at her face, which was already wet with tears.
Yun Si Ning pursed her lips tightly, tears streaming down her face, but she didn't make a sound, only sniffling incessantly.
Seeing this, Qingyu's heart trembled violently.
She suppressed the bitterness in her heart and continued...
“Ning’er, if you don’t seize every moment to improve your cultivation now, I won’t be able to protect you in ten months…”
As Qingyu spoke, her tone unconsciously softened.
"Um……"
Yun Si Ning nodded slightly, but a strong sense of grievance swept over her, and more and more tears flowed uncontrollably down her face.
"Ning'er, don't blame your senior sister..."
Qingyu felt a slight ache in her heart.
“Master has been seriously injured all these years… I know you’ve been under a lot of pressure, but we had no choice…”
Qingyu gently embraced Yun Sining and patted her head softly.
Upon touching Qingyu's body, Yun Sining could no longer contain her emotions and burst into tears in her senior sister's arms.
She has always liked to cry since she was little, sometimes she pretends, but this time, she was really wronged and sad.
"Senior Sister... I'm scared..."
Yun Si Ning sobbed, her tears soaking Qing Yu's shoulder.
"I'm afraid... I'm afraid of losing you all..."
Qingyu's expression softened further as she rhythmically patted Yun Sining's back and whispered.
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