Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

"Okay, you say."

Fan Qingyan was taken aback by Jing Ran's words, never expecting that his martial uncle would actually let him make excuses!

"I, I..." Fan Qingyan stammered for a long time, unable to utter a single word. He had never imagined this scene! He couldn't possibly sell Shi Chuan out too!

"Uncle-Master! I'm sorry! I lied to you! Our sect doesn't have a Sword Pool at all, and it was my fault for indulging Junior Brother Jing!"

Fan Qingyan gritted her teeth and took all the blame upon herself.

Anyway, there's no escaping this no matter what I say, so I might as well do my junior brother a favor!

As soon as he finished speaking, Fan Qingyan felt the grateful gaze from Jing Shu behind him.

But Jingran didn't stop at all, nor was she moved in the slightest by his words.

Just as Fan Qingyan thought Jing Ran was about to make a move, he walked past him, put away the Xue Ning sword in his hand, bent down and picked up the weak Jing Shu who was unable to get up.

From the moment he discovered Jingran, Jingshu felt guilty and didn't say another word. It was only when he was suddenly picked up around the waist that Jingshu panicked.

"Master, no, no need, put me down..."

Jing Ran's gaze towards Jing Shu was devoid of any warmth. She tightened her grip on Jing Shu slightly. "Shut up."

Jing Shu, who had been struggling slightly to get off Jing Ran, immediately stopped moving upon hearing this and fell silent once again.

Master is really angry...

After the person in his arms calmed down, Jing Ran looked at Fan Qingyan and said coldly, "This debt will be recorded."

After saying that, he ignored Fan Qingyan and left the main peak with Jing Shu in his arms.

Fan Qingyan watched the two leave, and he wasn't too worried. Junior Brother Jing was so weak, his master probably wouldn't punish him too much. Instead of worrying about his junior brother, he should worry about himself!

Jingyou, who hadn't rested at all, sat in Jingshu's courtyard, watching as Hanluo Immortal Venerable flew past in disheveled clothes, and then watched as his brother was held in Hanluo Immortal Venerable's arms and flew back on a sword. He calmly took a bite of a candied hawthorn.

See, here comes the consequence. How could his brother's actions be kept secret from Immortal Venerable Hanluo?

With a cold expression, Jingran placed Jingshu on the bed. Just as Jingshu was about to get off the bed to apologize, Jingran spoke.

"Dare to get out of bed, or I'll break your legs."

Jing Shu paused in his attempt to get out of bed, then hesitated, only taking off his shoes to avoid soiling his master's bed.

After a long while, seeing that Jingran was still standing there without saying a word, Jingshu thought of kneeling on the bed to beg for forgiveness, but before he could bend his knees, Jingran suddenly pushed him down and made him lie on the bed.

Jing Ran then pressed down on him, unable to control his anger any longer. He knelt on either side of Jing Shu's waist and grabbed Jing Shu's neck with one hand.

"Didn't I tell you not to kneel down casually?! Jing Shu, you don't listen to me at all."

Although Jing Shu had no visible wounds, the lingering stench of blood still permeated his body. Rage was steadily eroding Jing Ran's reason.

Jingran was sleeping soundly when the spirit of the Snow Condensation Sword suddenly awoke and woke him up.

Before he could even be surprised at how quickly Xue Ningjian woke up, he heard the sword spirit of Xue Ningjian speak.

"Master! Three! Jing Shu! Heart's blood! So much!"

From the few words spoken by the spirit of the Snow Condensation Sword, Jing Ran instantly understood. He casually put on his outer robe and, following the guidance of the spirit of the Snow Condensation Sword, found Jing Shu.

Seeing Jing Shu sitting there weakly, Jing Ran was so angry that she wanted to abandon him and never care about him again, especially since Jing Shu had a pitiful expression on his face, tugging at Fan Qingyan's sleeve, wanting Fan Qingyan to plead for him.

If you're so afraid of being punished, why would you do something so self-destructive?

However, Jingran couldn't bear to leave in the end. He was afraid that if he turned around and left, Jingshu would force himself to stand up and come out to chase after him.

To put it bluntly, he just couldn't bear to part with Jing Shu, and he couldn't bear to see him show even a hint of sadness.

Jing Ran naturally knew that Jing Shu was doing all this for his sake. But that was no excuse for him to hurt himself!

"Ah Ran, I... um..."

Jing Shu stared wide-eyed at the scene before him in disbelief.

The moment Jing Shu opened his mouth, Jing Ran bit his pale lips, not wanting to hear a single word of excuse from him.

This kiss was devoid of any lust, and could not even be called a kiss; it was purely Jingran's way of venting his anger.

Feeling the stiffness of the person beneath her, Jingran bit Jingshu's lower lip and suddenly exerted force, filling Jingran's mouth with the taste of blood.

Jing Ran raised her head, lightly licked the blood from her lips, and looked at Jing Shu, whose complexion had improved slightly. Finally, she was able to control her emotions.

The hand gripping Jing Shu's neck didn't loosen; instead, it tightened its grip.

Ke Jingshu showed no resistance whatsoever. She even raised her head slightly, completely exposing her neck. Her eyes were misty, and her messy hair was spread out on the bed, looking as if she were ready to be picked at will.

Jing Ran: "......."

Jing Ran released his grip, got off Jing Shu, pressed down on Jing Shu who was trying to get up, used his spiritual power to find two pills in the room, and forcefully stuffed them into Jing Shu's mouth.

Jing Shu, already extremely weak, had no power to resist, or rather, he did not resist at all. He obediently swallowed the two pills, and finally, unable to resist the exhaustion and weakness in his body, he fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at Jing Shu, who was already fast asleep, Jing Ran couldn't resist and pinched Jing Shu's face twice.

Seriously, she never gives him a moment's peace! And she doesn't take care of herself at all!

I can't bear to hit him! I can't bear to scold him! I can't even bear to give him the cold shoulder!

There's really nothing we can do about him!

Jingran grew angrier the more she thought about it, and rubbed Jingshu's face hard a few more times until it turned red before finally letting go.

Then, Jingran sat down next to Jingshu and said to him, "And you two, come out here."

The nascent soul and Xiao Jingshu inside the ancient jade both stiffened at the same time. Although they envied Jingshu for being kissed by their master, judging from their master's tone, he definitely didn't want to kiss them when he went out!

"If you don't come out now, I will never talk to you again."

Upon hearing this, Yuan Ying and Xiao Jing Shu were startled and rushed out of the ancient jade.

One person hugged Jingran from behind, while the other lay down beside Jingran's legs, fully exposing his tail.

“Aran, you can’t take your anger out on us. This was Jing Shu’s idea. We didn’t know anything about it at first.” Yuan Ying hugged Jing Ran and pretended to be crazy.

"Mhm!" Xiao Jingshu nodded in agreement.

Anyway, Jing Shu is asleep, so they'll just sell him off; it's not a big deal.

"Oh?" Jing Ran said calmly, "Then you didn't know about Jing Shu drugging me?"