A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 9: Slander?

“Senior Brother, I’m really disappointed in you.”

“Disappointed?”

Murong Mo frowned slightly. For the first time, he felt as if a pet he had kept at home had slipped out of his control.

This feeling was deeply unpleasant. He stared at Su Wan.

Su Wan, however, refused to look at him. “Do you know? Junior Brother Li Xuanxiao has been silently protecting me, secretly in love with me, yet he buried these feelings deep in his heart. And you, Senior Brother… you truly disappoint me.”

“Li Xuanxiao? That pervert who placed a Twin Recording Stone in your cave dwelling?”

“He’s not a pervert! He loves me. He would even give up his life for me.”

At that moment, the two of them were still within the boundaries of Silver Sword Peak.

And, of course, still under Li Xuanxiao’s surveillance.

Li Xuanxiao: (O_o)??

I saved your life, and this is how you repay me? Slandering me?

“...........”

In the end, Su Wan and Murong Mo parted on bad terms.

As Murong Mo left, he cast a fierce glare toward Silver Sword Peak.

Li Xuanxiao sighed helplessly.

Senior Sister, oh, Senior Sister. I saved you, and fine, you don’t have to repay me. But why do you have to frame me?

With no other choice, Li Xuanxiao pulled out his little notebook and jotted down: On this day of this month of this year, Murong Mo developed dissatisfaction toward me.

And to eliminate this dissatisfaction—

Li Xuanxiao devised several strategies:

Avoid getting involved with Murong Mo and Su Wan as much as possible.Keep monitoring Murong Mo, as he might harbor resentment because of Su Wan’s words and decide to kill me.Stay far away from Murong Mo and Jiang Luoshui during missions. If I take on any tasks, I must ensure they are nowhere near.Gather information on Murong Mo and Jiang Luoshui’s artifacts, cultivation, and trump cards.

If I ever have to fight them in the future, I need to ensure my survival.

After writing this, Li Xuanxiao shook his head.

As expected, he hated trouble the most.

To prevent Senior Sister Su Wan from descending into darkness, he had somehow managed to offend both Murong Mo and Jiang Luoshui.

Li Xuanxiao let out a sigh. Face challenges as they come.

The coming days would be anything but peaceful.

By dusk the next day, Li Xuanxiao returned to his cottage from outside.

He had been lurking around, trying to take advantage of Murong Mo’s absence to plant a Twin Recording Stone in his cave dwelling—but he never found an opportunity.

Through indirect questioning, he managed to learn about two of Murong Mo’s commonly used artifacts.

As for Jiang Luoshui, while her cultivation was far inferior to Murong Mo’s…

Caution is the key to survival.

Who knew what hidden trump cards she had?

Cultivators had countless tricks up their sleeves—if one wasn’t careful, they could pull out an artifact that completely neutralized a power gap. It happened all the time.

Li Xuanxiao pushed open the door to his cottage.

As he stepped inside, a scene that would make any man’s blood boil and heart race unfolded before his eyes.

The room was lavishly decorated, and flickering candlelight bathed the space in a dreamy glow.

A rich, intoxicating fragrance filled the air, enchanting and impossible to ignore.

In the corner of the room sat an exquisite incense burner.

Thin wisps of smoke curled from it, floating like silk in the air, adding a layer of mystery to the already suggestive atmosphere.

Following the trail of smoke, his gaze landed on a wide, soft bed in the center of the room.

A woman lay sideways upon it.

Her figure was graceful, curves accentuated by the sheer, translucent veil draped over her. The fabric barely concealed her snow-white skin, revealing just enough to stir one’s imagination.

Through the veil, her slender waist and long, elegant legs were faintly visible, along with the gentle rise and fall of her chest.

It was an utterly seductive sight.

The woman turned her head slightly. “Senior Brother~”

Li Xuanxiao’s expression remained unchanged. “Who told you to get on my bed?”

“Senior Brother, I think I’ve been poisoned.”

“Poisoned?” Li Xuanxiao raised an eyebrow.

“Mm… I feel dizzy, my vision is blurry, and my body is getting hot.” Zhao Lu pressed a hand to her forehead.

Li Xuanxiao sat down in a chair. “Any other symptoms?”

“The rest… I don’t know. I just feel so dizzy. Senior Brother, come closer and check my pulse… ah~”

With that, Zhao Lu suddenly collapsed onto the bed as if she had fainted.

Li Xuanxiao calmly picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea.

What an acting prodigy.

He flicked his fingers, and a black pill precisely landed between Zhao Lu’s lips.

“Mm~”

“Senior Brother, what is this?”

“You said you were poisoned. This is an antidote pill,” Li Xuanxiao explained flatly. “It works by forcing your body to expel the toxins… through excretion.”

Zhao Lu’s expression changed instantly. “Senior Brother!! How could you give me something like that?!”

“I’m saving you.”

Zhao Lu wanted to argue, but just then, her stomach let out a loud gurgle.

Clutching her abdomen, she yelled, “Stupid Senior Brother! I’m never talking to you again!!”

With that, she bolted out of the cottage.

Li Xuanxiao waved a hand, restoring the room to its original state.

Of course, what he had given Zhao Lu wasn’t actually a laxative—it was just a beauty-enhancing pill.

He wasn’t ignorant of Zhao Lu’s feelings for him.

But women were too much of a distraction from cultivation.

Mount Shushan wasn’t without cultivators who had attempted dual cultivation—Sixth Martial Uncle and his wife, for example.

The result?

Fights every three days, full-blown battles every five. Their household was in constant chaos.

Instead of advancing their cultivation, their relationship ended up becoming a mess over trivial matters.

Not to mention, Zhao Lu was a princess of the Great Xia Empire.

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That made things even more complicated.

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“Stupid Senior Brother! Evil Senior Brother!”

Zhao Lu angrily kicked at a tree on Silver Sword Peak.

Fourth Senior Sister is fine, so why not me?!

What’s so great about Fourth Senior Sister? What does she have that I don’t?!

Is my face not pretty enough?

You’d rather spy on Fourth Senior Sister?!

After returning from the Main Peak, Zhao Lu rummaged through her residence three times.

The result left her utterly disappointed—her place hadn’t been equipped with a Recording Stone by Senior Brother.

Why? Why is it that even when I want you to look, you won’t?

Yet you secretly go spy on Fourth Senior Sister?

Zhao Lu couldn’t figure it out. She even felt like crying.

Two years, and she still hadn’t won over Senior Brother.

And now, he already had someone in his heart.

Could it be that Fourth Senior Sister had something special about her?

Zhao Lu pondered for a while, then glanced down at her own chest.

Well, she was still young—not quite at Fourth Senior Sister’s level yet. That was only natural.

So, without hesitation, Zhao Lu headed straight for Mount Shushan’s famous Alchemy Hall.

She was going to get some pills to fix this.

Meanwhile, Li Xuanxiao had no idea that his Little Junior Sister had just set foot on a path of no return.