The sickly little sister wants to turn her bad brother into a cauldron

Looking back three years ago, it was a quiet night with insects chirping and crickets buzzing.

Su Hang entered the Yunmengze Sect with the title of a genius that is rarely seen in a thousand years.

Getting started is the pinnacle, and soon everyone knows about it.

That night, he came to see the clan leader for something, but before he even entered the door, he saw Nangong Yao running out crying.

Although nothing would go wrong in this sect, as an older person it would be hard not to be concerned if such a cute little girl ran out so late at night.

I would pay attention to her, even though I knew it wouldn't go wrong, I couldn't help it.

Su Hang followed.

Nangong Yao ran to a pond, where the croaking of frogs and chirping of insects drowned out her crying.

She sat on a rock with her legs folded and her head lowered.

"Little sister, if you cry here at night, you will be targeted by bad uncles."

Su Hang originally wanted to open the conversation channel with a humorous greeting.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Yao cried even louder after seeing Su Hang's face.

Now Su Hang didn't understand.

He explained: "I am only a few years older than you. I am your elder brother, not a bad uncle. Don't worry."

Nangong Yao raised her head and sobbed with tears in her eyes: "You are a bad brother, I hate you."

Su Hang, who was trying to enlighten her with good intentions, was said this.

Your kindness is taken as an insult.

"We don't even know each other, right? I haven't offended you, right? I haven't said a word to you, right? And you come and say I'm bad? I was worried about your safety and came to check on you. I am so self-righteous."

Su Hang, who was in a state of trouble, turned around and was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, Nangong Yao whispered, "It's because of your father that I scolded you."

Su Hang thought about it and realized that he was not familiar with the clan leader.

He was originally not interested, but now he wanted to know what was going on.

"Elaborate."

Nangong Yao, who was already feeling aggrieved and depressed, saw someone was willing to listen to her.

It just brought out all the bitterness in my stomach.

"My father would scold me if I didn't practice well. Since you came, he even scolds me during mealtimes."

"What does this have to do with me? It's obviously your father who wants to say something about you."

"It's you! He says to me every day, 'Look at the new guy, he's only a few years older than you, look at your cultivation, and then look at you, you're nothing.'"

Su Hang was silent.

Nangong Yao continued, "I have clearly put my heart into it and trained very hard. I don't want this to happen. I also want to reach the Spiritual Transformation Stage at a young age like you, but I can't do it..."

The more she spoke, the more tears she shed.

I couldn't help crying again.

After hearing these words, Su Hang felt mixed emotions.

Because when he was chatting with the clan leader, the clan leader kept praising Nangong Yao.

Never said anything bad about her.

Who is speaking against his conscience?

"In short, you want to become stronger and be like me, right?" Su Hang asked.

Nangong Yao nodded with red and swollen eyes and an angry pout.

"it's out of the question."

impossible.

Nangong Yao was petrified instantly.

She thought she could get some encouragement, but it seemed she was overthinking it.

This person really disgusted her.

I was crying silently before, but now I am crying loudly.

"You can be better than anyone except me."

Su Hang didn't mean this as encouragement.

Is the truth.

While they were chatting just now, Su Hang had already taken advantage of her relaxed guard to let his qi enter her body to find out the details.

The energy that comes out of her dantian is very pure, and also slower than that of others.

Therefore, without sufficient reserves of essence, one cannot exert his full strength.

Of course, this doesn’t mean that Nangong Yao is not capable.

Judging from her current strength, there are few disciples in the sect who can compete with her.

But it is still far behind the wall-mounted ones like Suhang.

"What should I do? I've been practicing very hard but I feel like I've hit a bottleneck and I just can't see any improvement."

"Bottleneck..." Su Hang echoed.

"Have you ever encountered a bottleneck? How did you get through it?"

“Never.”

Su Hang didn't know what to do when he encountered a bottleneck.

He always charged forward.

There was no way to stop him.

"you!"

Nangong Yao saw through it.

This guy came to taunt her.

He got up and was about to leave in a huff.

"Come on, let me test your skills." Su Hang said.

"I didn't bring a sword, otherwise I would have cut you."

"Sword?" Su Hang became puzzled.

Although anyone can practice sword cultivation, only those with great talent can reach the pinnacle.

Because the higher you go, the more gas you consume.

Su Hang didn't expect that Nangong Yao would practice swordsmanship due to the characteristics of his Dantian.

As the patriarch, can't you even notice this?

"You are not suited to using a sword. Bare hands are more suitable for you."

This sentence directly hit Nangong Yao's sore spot.

Good man, not only do you come here to mock me so late at night.

Do you have to be so decisive, relying on the fact that you are a great swordsman to say that others are not worthy of using swords?

It's better to use fists than swords, right?

"Okay, I'm going to beat you up with my fists today!"

Nangong Yao said as he threw a whirlwind kick.

With the blessing of the anger buff, her movements were agile, crisp and clear, and every move was aimed at the vital points.

Of course, this pair of Suhang is just a showpiece.

It's no use at all.

So she attacked and he defended.

Nangong Yao's anger gradually dissipated, but she wanted to kick Su Hang so much that she persisted in attacking.

When she is exhausted.

It's already dawn.

Still, she failed to land a single kick.

Nangong Yao washed the sweat off her face with the clear pond water and was no longer in the mood to be angry with Su Hang.

She just wanted to have a good rest.

Su Hang gave her a pill that could quickly restore her strength and essence, and said, "If you had used a sword, would you have been able to fight until now?"

Nangong Yao ate the pill and looked at the stars in the dim sky.

"No way, I've never been able to sustain such a long time. Today I feel really good."

"Give up the sword, and you will become a martial artist admired by the world."

The corners of Su Hang's mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smile.

It's not just the first ray of sunshine in the night sky, but also the moon's lingering love.

In Nangong Yao's eyes, Su Hang had a gentle smile and eyes full of doting.

This smile touched her heart.

"You are the most talented person I have ever met. You don't need to listen to your father. Just practice martial arts. You are a genius. There is no doubt about that."

The continuous praise made her feel happy.

In Nangong Yao's heart, Su Hang is the person she looks up to.

Being recognized by someone she looked up to really restored some of her confidence.

"Then, could you please give me more guidance in the future?" Nangong Yao couldn't help but smile.

"I'm not far from Beiming Peak. If you have any questions, please come."

"Can I ask you now?"

"You need to rest now."

"Can I go to your house to rest?"

"Ah this..."

Memories are always incomplete.

The dream will eventually end.

Nangong Yao slowly opened her eyes and found herself lying on the bed.

Su Hang was standing nearby, smoking quietly.

"Are you feeling better? Why did you suddenly faint? I saw that you were okay so I carried you to the bed."

Seeing Su Hang's concerned look, she remembered how embarrassed she was about fainting from the forced kiss.

"Have you done it?" Nangong Yao looked at Su Hang with a look that said, "So you are that kind of person."

"No."

"Pfft~ That's lame."

Nangong Yao smiled deliberately playing with fire.