Chapter 2: Senior Brother's Entry Examination
Lan Ling'e had a dream. In this dream, she became the disciple of an old immortal who took her to his heavenly abode. There, she met a handsome senior brother who emerged gracefully from the water...
Well, it seemed more like a memory than a dream—the recent events, to be precise.
In a daze, Lan Ling'e heard the stern voice of her master. However, this time, he sounded more fierce than the benevolent old immortal she remembered.
"You fool! Growing wings, are you? Now even your master dares to plot against you!"
Then, she heard the warm and gentle voice again.
"Master, please calm down. Your disciple was merely taking precautions and happened to be practicing water evasion techniques in the lake. I was unaware of your sudden return and couldn't remove the defensive setup in time. Please forgive me."
Senior Brother spoke with a calm and steady tone, making Lan Ling'e involuntarily want to listen to more.
Following that, she heard a long sigh from her master. By the bamboo bed, the old daoist clapped his hands with a touch of helplessness.
"I told you, Changshou, within the sect, why bother with such arrangements? Preventing thieves? Our Little Qiong Peak is on the verge of being written as 'poor.' Who would bother to rob us?"
Changshou? So, Senior Brother's name is Changshou?
Lan Ling'e found it unexpectedly simple and revealed a pure and sincere desire in Senior Brother. Suddenly, she realized she could hear the commotion outside, but her eyes felt incredibly heavy, and her body lacked strength.
Senior Brother spoke again, his voice warm, reminiscent of a motherly figure.
"Master, your words are biased. The sect is not entirely free from danger. There's fierce competition between peaks, and the elders don't pay much attention. Moreover, we, disciples of this line, are only two in number. Caution is necessary. Little Qiong Peak has a low profile, and without proper vigilance, someone might seize our territory or plot against us."
As Senior Brother finished speaking, her master complained again.
"Our Daoist Gate has strict rules. How could such things happen? Forget it, forget it! I can't reason with you. Always talking about these crooked theories! And your cultivation hasn't progressed much. Stay here with Ling'e until she wakes up. Take my token, go to the main peak, register in the enrollment book, and get her official disciple identity and monthly stipend! Ah, it infuriates me!"
With a sweep of his sleeves, the old daoist rose from the bamboo chair. Probably still affected by the earlier dose of medicine, he staggered a bit, blushing.
"It infuriates me!"
"Master, take care."
"Hmph! I'm going into seclusion to comprehend the supreme Dao!"
Daoist Qiyuan stomped his foot, and his figure turned into a wisp of green smoke, disappearing from the grassy hut.
"Sigh..."
The young man standing at the door sighed lightly.
Accompanying this sigh, the girl lying on the bamboo bed opened her eyes a little, catching a glimpse of the pensive figure at this moment.
Senior Brother is quite tall.
"Master's foundation is still a bit weak, and the soul power is insufficient. It's probably challenging to withstand the Heavenly Tribulation of ascension."
What do these words mean?
Fatigue overcame her again, and Lan Ling'e couldn't help but close her eyes. Soon, she heard clearer footsteps.
Even though she was only nine years old, thanks to her early spiritual awakening and being born into an influential human family, she had a vague understanding of various matters. In this situation, a stranger approaching her, especially a man, seemed improper.
But if it were her Senior Brother, someone who would be like an elder brother in the future, it didn't seem as concerning.
"Ling'Mei, I'm your Senior Brother, Li Changshou. I'm currently alleviating the effects of the Soft Immortal Fragrance for you. If you can hear me, please don't think of me as a weird person. I am a man of strong moral values. Well, talking about dreams, it's challenging to resist this fragrance when you're just starting cultivation."
Weird? Moral values?
These specialized terms related to cultivating immortality were challenging to understand...
Senior Brother is indeed a Qi Refiner!
Lan Ling'e tried to respond, wanting to avoid being disrespectful in front of her Senior Brother. However, she had no strength; only her thoughts were active.
Suddenly, she felt a large hand gently placed on her forehead. A cool breath flowed in, making her feel exceptionally comfortable.
Senior Brother is healing her...
Lan Ling'e's thoughts became a bit chaotic. Her mind seemed to float away, half-conscious and half-aware.
Li Changshou observed the girl lying on the bed, and his brows furrowed for a moment. Although Master had expressed the desire to take in another disciple, he had some concerns.
'Let's check her soul.'
Li Changshou released a cool breath, lightly touching the essence of Lan Ling'e's spiritual origin.
Hmm, her soul and body are perfectly harmonized, showing no signs of possession. The aptitude seems good, with an affinity for water and wood elements. However, her temperament remains to be seen.
Li Changshou continued his examination, and meanwhile...
Huh?
Sensing the big hand leaving her forehead and gliding gently over her body, the drowsy Lan Ling'e blushed slightly.
Senior Brother... Is this too much?
No, not there!
Soon, Li Changshou nodded. After meticulous examination, he concluded that there were no issues with his new junior sister. No possession, no demonic presence, no curses or hexes. She indeed seemed like a promising cultivator.
The entry examination was complete!
Now, it was time to plan the training curriculum for his junior sister. He hoped she wasn't the troublemaking type. That could be a potential source of conflict, something he wanted to avoid.
Li Changshou sat at the bedside, lost in thought. Then, he couldn't help but chuckle and whispered to himself, "Well, I finally understand why there are so many Lolicon enthusiasts in the previous life. How can one resist such cuteness?"
Lolicon enthusiasts?
Cuteness?
Previous life?
Although Lan Ling'e couldn't comprehend these terms, she felt that her Senior Brother was indeed a bit strange.
Maybe it was the effect of those cool breaths, but Lan Ling'e's strength gradually returned. She couldn't help but try to open