After her senior sister was reborn, she actually became a powerful and arrogant protagonist?!

On the other side, in the capital city of Qiu Kingdom.

Zhao Jingren and Zu Yang finally resolved the remaining demonic insect scourge in other areas, and at the same time, based on the information given by Qiu Lin, they wiped out the spies hidden within Qiu Kingdom.

"Senior Brother Zhao, Senior Brother Zu, thank you for your hard work."

Outside the main hall, Qiu Lin walked to the entrance to greet the group.

Soon, someone was arranged to take the other disciples to a side hall that had been prepared in advance to rest.

Zhao Jingren looked behind Qiu Lin and then glanced around.

Upon seeing this, Qiu Lin understood immediately.

"Senior Sister Chu left in a hurry last night, it seemed like she had something urgent to take care of..."

Upon hearing this, the light in Zhao Jingren's eyes vanished instantly.

"Did she go with that cultivator from the Tianyan Sect again?"

Qiu Lin found it somewhat amusing to hear the mournful tone in Zhao Jingren's voice.

However, since the other party was his senior brother, Qiu Lin couldn't laugh out loud in public. He could only cough lightly and nod slightly.

"Tsk."

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Zhao Jingren clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

"These talisman cultivators... Chu Luobai is far too trusting of others."

Sensing the almost overflowing sorrow in Zhao Jingren's tone, Qiu Lin dared not answer. She could only touch her nose and look to Zu Yang, who was standing beside Zhao Jingren, for help.

"I guess he has some urgent business to attend to."

Zu Yang reached out and patted Zhao Jingren on the shoulder, his expression clearly showing that he was also suppressing a laugh.

"In a few days, it will be time to return to the sect to submit the mission. Chu Luobai should also be back by then."

"Why don't you wait two more days?"

"Whether she comes back or not is none of my business. I'm just worried that she, the senior sister of Xiaoyao Peak, might be deceived by someone else, which would damage the reputation of my Qingyun Sword Sect."

Zhao Jingren pouted and said indignantly, then casually made up an excuse, waved his hand, and followed the other cultivators in the group towards the side hall.

"Is Senior Brother Zhao... alright?"

Qiu Lin watched Zhao Jingren's departing figure, hesitant to speak.

"He's just having a moment of weakness, don't pay him any mind."

Zu Yang chuckled, shook his head, and turned his gaze back to Qiu Lin.

"The demonic insects in the nearby cities have been completely eradicated. I heard that someone staged a coup a few days ago. What's the situation now?"

Compared to Zhao Jingren's petty temper, Zu Yang was more concerned about the current situation in Qiu Kingdom.

"After my senior sister killed the ringleaders, they all calmed down completely."

"My elder sister had secretly cultivated many people long ago, and now she has replaced all the court officials in the capital with swift and decisive measures."

"Although those old ministers had some complaints, once the princess brought up my senior sister, no one spoke to me anymore."

As Qiu Lin spoke, he ushered Zu Yang into the main hall and had him sit down.

"Now, no one dares to question my elder sister anymore, and no one insists on putting me on the throne."

"...At least that's how it appears on the surface."

"Yes, swift and decisive suppression is a good approach."

Zu Yang nodded slightly as he listened, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes.

"The situation in Qiu Kingdom has stabilized now; it's time to leave."

“Cultivators should not get too involved in the mortal world. Qiu Lin, even if I don’t say it, you should understand.”

Zu Yang's gaze was extremely serious, and Qiu Lin subconsciously glanced at the main hall in the distance.

At this moment, his elder sister, Qiuyue, was still in a meeting with her trusted ministers.

He wasn't attached to the mundane world or so-called status.

However, after seeing what her sisters had gone through, she couldn't bear to leave.

He originally left Qiu Kingdom and joined Qingyun Sword Sect in search of power.

Now, he has become a cultivator whom ordinary people fear greatly, yet he cannot interfere too much in the mortal world.

Qiu Yuehuang, Chu Luobai, and Zu Yang were all reminding him.

With her talent, she shouldn't waste it in this mortal world.

But I clearly...

Qiu Lin's long-held obsession was thrown into disarray at this moment, and complex emotions surged within him, leaving him unsure of how to begin.

Zu Yang also saw through Qiu Lin's complicated feelings, and after a moment of consideration, he spoke again.

“During this period of time, your senior brother Zhao and I have been frequently appearing in the surrounding towns. In addition, your senior sister caused a great disturbance. Anyone with a discerning eye should know that Qiu Kingdom has a close relationship with Qingyun Sword Sect.”

"From now on, we only need to find one or two trustworthy retainers to guard the Autumn Kingdom, and the Autumn Kingdom can be guaranteed peace for at least a hundred years."

"You only need to cultivate diligently on the mountain. When you successfully advance and are ready to descend the mountain at any time, you can come and take care of Qiu Kingdom at any time."

Qiu Lin nodded silently, knowing that Zu Yang was trying to comfort him.

Given the current relationship between Qiu Kingdom and Qingyun Sword Sect, even those countries backed by immortal dynasties wouldn't dare to act rashly.

However, the lifespan of ordinary humans is only about a hundred years...

This trip down the mountain might be the last time I see my elder sister and the others.

Becoming a cultivator is never just about being different from ordinary people in terms of strength...

"Senior Brother Zuyang, I understand, I just still have some..."

He recalled the care Qiuyue had shown him when he was young, and the time he spent playing with Qiuxue.

Qiu Lin's indescribable emotions became increasingly complex.

"Good that you understand. Every cultivator has to go through this process. You'll get used to it."

As Zu Yang spoke, he reached out and gently patted Qiu Lin's shoulder.

"Tomorrow I will lead the team back to the Qingyun Sword Sect. If you wish to stay a few more days, you can return alone later."

"I will also send a message to Junior Sister Chu, and you can return to the sect with her then."

After saying that, Zu Yang withdrew his hand and walked out of the main hall, leaving Qiu Lin with space to sort out her thoughts.

the other side.

Zhao Jingren stormed angrily to the side hall where the disciples of the Qingyun Sword Sect were gathered.

Looking at the wine jars on the table, he picked up one of them and poured it into his mouth.

The long-awaited spicy liquid surged into his throat, bringing a mysterious experience.

The disciples around them, seeing this scene, instinctively looked at each other.

They exchanged glances, wondering what was wrong with Senior Brother Zhao.

You should know that Wenling Peak is a well-known gathering place for sword fanatics. Apart from practicing swordsmanship, they never do things like drinking and having fun.

Even if a disciple of Wenling Peak occasionally comes out to drink in distress, he always returns quickly.

Disciples of Zhao Jingren's cultivation and status would have long since entered the stage of using drinking to relieve their distress.

What triggered this today...?

"Really annoying."

Zhao Jingren raised his hand to wipe the wine stains from his lips, picked up the wine jar, walked out of the main hall, and leaped onto the roof of the main hall with his toes.

The other disciples in the main hall were left looking at each other in bewilderment, and after a long while they cautiously spoke.

"What's wrong with Senior Brother Zhao?"

"You look so distressed, could it be that you've encountered some trouble?"

"This isn't some dangerous place, just a mortal realm. With Senior Brother Zhao's cultivation level, he can walk around like a madman."

"These things aren't difficult; it can't be that you're troubled by love, can it?"

As soon as this disciple spoke, the expressions of the other disciples around him began to become subtle.