A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 69: Secret Realm

“Stupid Senior Brother, bad Senior Brother!”

“Now that you have a new Junior Sister, you don’t care about me anymore.”

Zhao Lu stomped her foot angrily by the riverbank.

Lately, Li Xuanxiao had indeed been neglecting Junior Sister Zhao Lu’s care because of Feng Liuli.

This made Zhao Lu very jealous, so she was sulking here by herself.

At this moment, inside the straw hut.

All of Silver Sword Peak was under Li Xuanxiao’s control, so Zhao Lu’s complaints naturally fell word-for-word into his ears.

He needed to strengthen emotional guidance for Junior Sister Zhao Lu soon, to prevent her from descending into darkness.

Li Xuanxiao felt a bit helpless.

Fortunately, thanks to his years of nurturing, Junior Sister Zhao Lu had both good character and conduct.

Her danger level was low.

As long as he paid attention to regular guidance, everything would be fine.

Moments later, Li Xuanxiao transmitted his voice into her ear.

“Go back and copy If I Had Three Days of Dao Heart and How the Steel Dao Heart Was Forged ten times each!”

Zhao Lu shuddered and gave a pitiful look.

“Senior Brother… those two books are way too long.”

“If you don’t finish copying, no food.”

“Bad Senior Brother, fine, I’ll copy them!”

Zhao Lu muttered quietly.

Just then, Li Xuanxiao added:

“Feng Liuli copied them twenty times.”

“Then I’ll copy them thirty times!” Zhao Lu didn’t hesitate at all.

“Mm, very good. Then it’s thirty times.”

Zhao Lu blinked. Why did it feel like she just walked into a trap?

..........

Li Xuanxiao’s asset accumulation plan officially began.

For cultivators to make money, there were a few ways—it all came down to doing missions or selling pills and magical artifacts.

But the tasks from the Sword Bearing Pavilion were troublesome and very inefficient.

The most important thing was that, within the sect, his cultivation level was only at the Foundation Establishment Stage.

So if he took missions meant for the Golden Core Stage, it would easily raise suspicion.

Selling pills and magical artifacts could work.

But that required taking loans from the sect.

He’d borrow frequently and repay quickly.

People would definitely question his motives—it would still draw attention.

Given all that, only one path remained.

Li Xuanxiao had already received word.

The Xiaohan Secret Realm was about to open.

It was a secret realm with a maximum cultivation limit of Golden Core Stage.

Secret realms were blessings granted by the Heavenly Dao to cultivators.

They were filled with rare spiritual treasures, but also rife with both opportunity and danger.

A secret realm only opens for a limited period of time. Once time’s up—

it automatically expels all cultivators inside.

For Li Xuanxiao, the biggest advantage of a secret realm was this:

the strongest cultivators inside would only be at the Golden Core Stage.

This avoided the danger of cross-realm combat.

Remember: the entrance to a secret realm is never just one.

They appear simultaneously in different places—it’s not strange wherever one turns up.

Before it appears, the area will have strange fluctuations of spiritual energy.

Li Xuanxiao had already sent out a clone and found a suitable and safe entrance.

This trip could last as short as a month, or as long as several months.

Li Xuanxiao was still a little uneasy.

After all, Lu Ziyin was always hanging around Silver Sword Peak.

So, while he was still around, Li Xuanxiao ramped up his lectures.

“Today’s real-life case happened to a disciple of Xuantian Sword Sect.

Ten years ago, this disciple saw a dying white snake.

He felt sorry for it and gave it a wild chicken.

Ten years later, a graceful, stunning white-robed woman appeared before him.

She asked: ‘Daoist friend, do you still remember giving a wild chicken to a white snake ten years ago?’

The disciple was overjoyed, thinking it was the white snake who had cultivated and come to repay him.

So he asked: ‘You’re that white snake?’

But then the woman’s expression turned angry. She drew her sword and stabbed him, shouting:

‘I’m the daughter of that chicken. It’s been ten years! I’ve finally avenged my father!’”

After telling the story, Li Xuanxiao looked at the only two students in class.

Zhao Lu and Feng Liuli: (ﾟд⊙)

That story...

What a bizarre plot twist.

“After class, each of you write an essay reflecting on your understanding and insights from this story.

Use real examples. No less than five thousand words. I’ll check when I get back.”

“Senior Brother.”

At that moment, Zhao Lu raised her hand.

“Do you have a question?”

“No—it’s that Senior Brother Lu is organizing a training trip down the mountain for the Foundation Establishment disciples of Silver Sword Peak.”

“Oh?” Li Xuanxiao raised an eyebrow slightly. “When was this announced?”

“This morning.”

Li Xuanxiao complained internally.

That Lu Ziyin really knows how to cause trouble for me.

Foundation Establishment… that means Feng Liuli and Zhao Lu will both be going.

“When do they leave?”

“They said tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow, huh…”

Li Xuanxiao fell into thought.

So that night,

Li Xuanxiao equipped Zhao Lu and Feng Liuli with a full set of Old Six’s Loadout.

“This looks like a storage ring, but if it detects another person’s presence, it automatically releases poisonous mist.

If someone tries to ambush you, pretend you’re handing over the ring.”

“This looks like regular clothing, but if someone tries to remove it, it fires poisoned silver needles—anti-pervert defense.”

“This is antidote. This powder works on Foundation Establishment Stage enemies. This one works on Golden Core Stage enemies. Use them carefully…”

“Alright, now repeat the rules for going down the mountain.”

Zhao Lu and Feng Liuli exchanged a glance and said in unison:

“Safety, safety, that’s our creed. Put safety first in thought and deed.

Safety first, prevent instead. Don’t start drama, don’t stir dread.

Life is long, with love to share. If framed, speak up, leave the scene with care.

When facing foes, work as a team. First aid and rescue take the lead.

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If your heart shakes, don’t panic still—check IDs, alert the sect with skill.

Handsome face? Just a disguise.

Acts of kindness? All just lies.

Strangers’ words—don’t fall for tricks.

Guard yourself from getting nicked.

Always recall what we’ve been taught—

Peace and joy for every lot!!”

Li Xuanxiao nodded in satisfaction.

“By the way, who’s leading the team this time?”

Feng Liuli: “Senior Brother Lu is leading personally.”

Li Xuanxiao nodded again.

Now I’m really not reassured.

..........

That night.

Silver Sword Peak’s Peak Master, Lu Ziyin’s cave collapsed, destroying his cave dwelling.

Lu Ziyin stared at the rubble while a nearby disciple offered,

“Senior Brother Lu, let me lead the team down the mountain this time. It’s just two Foundation Establishment disciples.”

“No! I must lead the team myself!” Lu Ziyin insisted.

The disciple couldn’t understand—why would Peak Master Lu Ziyin lead two Foundation Establishment disciples on a training trip?

It felt like using a divine technique to swat a mosquito.

The next day, a spirit monkey from the spirit beast area of Silver Sword Peak sneaked into Lu Ziyin’s temporary room.

It peed on all his clothes. The smell of monkey urine lingered for months and couldn’t be removed, not even with spells.

Now Lu Ziyin was lying in bed, wearing only a belt.

(。≖ˇェˇ≖｡)

And so, the mission had to be handed off to someone else.