Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health

Chapter 775: Chapter 303: Summer Fades, Autumn Arrives, Harvest Approaches

After many years, Yushan Daoist once again came to the Fan Family Mansion.

But the place had already changed its appearance.

Even though he had already "far surpassed" Yushan Daoist in cultivation, Fan Qi still held him in high regard,

"Now that Daoist Yushan has passed the deadlock, the stone weighing on my heart has finally been lifted."

Yushan Daoist smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Patriarch Fan."

Fan Qi sincerely said,

"The kindness of the Daoist is something the Fan Family can never fully repay."

If back then Yushan Daoist hadn’t brought Wubing to the Eternal Immortal Sect, what would have become of Wubing, and what would have become of the Fan Family?

Yushan Daoist smiled and shook his head, choosing not to dwell on the matter,

"This Qiming Realm is truly impressive."

Fan Qi laughed and said, "If the Daoist is interested, I would be happy to show you around."

"Thank you." Yushan Daoist, although knowing that the Qiming Realm was designed by his disciple Wubing, still wanted to study it thoroughly.

So, the two of them left together.

Meanwhile, An An finally met the partner of her "junior disciple."

Honestly, when An An first saw Luo Qingyao, she immediately felt like retreating. The shyness and timidity that had been gradually fading resurfaced, with even a hint of inferiority.

In her eyes, Luo Qingyao was tall and beautiful, with an extraordinary and ethereal aura.

Comparatively, what about herself? Just a small figure, often praised with words like cute and lively, with no relation to beauty.

Seeing her inclination to retreat, Fan Wubing nudged her forward by her back, smiling as he introduced,

"This is my second senior sister, An An."

Luo Qingyao curiously asked, "I’ve never heard you have a second senior sister."

Fan Wubing said, "Our master always hid it from me."

"I see." Luo Qingyao kindly extended her hand, "Hello, Senior Sister An An."

Senior Sister...

Being addressed as such made An An feel as if she were floating, as she held Luo Qingyao’s hand, "Hel...Hello."

Wow, her hand is so smooth! Just as she thought this, An An quickly stopped herself... scolding herself inwardly for being rude!

"What about me, what about me?" nearby, Zhuge Hong widened her bright eyes, looking at An An with anticipation.

"And you are?" An An asked curiously.

"Don’t—" Fan Wubing was about to stop An An, but it was already too late.

Zhuge Hong immediately launched into a spirited self-introduction like reporting her household registration.

It took quite a while before she finished her introduction.

An An stared at her dumbfounded, "So you are... my junior niece."

Zhuge Hong beamed like a flower, "Hello, Auntie Teacher!"

"Auntie Teacher... heh... heh heh." An An was greatly satisfied, almost drooling.

Zhuge Hong obviously had an unusual interest in this Auntie Teacher, immediately transforming into a sweet little girl, her words like honey, praising An An extravagantly. An An fell right into the trap, her face flushed as if drunk, swaying incoherently.

Fan Wubing raised an eyebrow, "Zhuge Hong, what are you up to?"

Zhuge Hong feigned innocence, "Nothing. I just felt a connection with Auntie Teacher An An and wanted to talk to her more." Then, she pulled An An’s hand, "Auntie Teacher, I have so many interesting things to share with you, come to my private stash and chat slowly, okay?"

"This..." An An had eaten too much sweet talk, momentarily dumbfounded, looking silly.

"Please~" Zhuge Hong began to act coy.

In the past, only An An would act coy to Jiang Sha or Fan Wubing, but being coaxed this time, she couldn’t resist,

"Okay, alright."

And then, Zhuge Hong led her away.

Fan Wubing felt a bit puzzled, "What’s wrong with Xiaohong? She never showed such enthusiasm before."

Luo Qingyao said, "Indeed. But she’s not the type that likes to tease others, probably she really likes Senior Sister An An."

Fan Wubing rolled his eyes, "Hah, what senior sister. She’s only thirteen, insisted on getting a title from our master."

"Then what’s her story?"

Fan Wubing briefly explained.

Luo Qingyao listened with half-understanding, "I don’t quite get it."

"It’s not important." Fan Wubing lay on Luo Qingyao’s lap, "Anyway, An An’s situation is quite special. I might have to keep her with me all the time." Seeing Luo Qingyao pouting, he smiled, "You’re not jealous of a thirteen-year-old, are you?"

"But she seems to like you. The way she looks at you... is very similar to Man’Er."

Fan Wubing didn’t plan to hide, "Well... she confessed to me not long ago."

"So it’s true." Luo Qingyao wasn’t pleased.

Fan Wubing said, "She was just like you back then. So, you have no right to criticize her."

Luo Qingyao pinched Fan Wubing’s nose, "You said back then not to have designs on a child. It turned out to be true, you wouldn’t make a move on me until I was an adult. But later... hmm, who’s to say you won’t raise her until adulthood then make a move?"

"Don’t think of me as so simple-minded. If I really had such thoughts, I wouldn’t have let you meet."

"Maybe it’s to deceive me."

"An An... is a very pitiful child." With a gentle and low voice, Fan Wubing began to tell Luo Qingyao about An An’s story.

A summer breeze blew through the courtyard, shadows of trees swayed, casting patterns of light and shade.

After listening, Luo Qingyao was a bit dazed,

"So that’s how it is... She lost her best friend Xiaoye, who was essentially herself. So, before meeting you, she never had a friend?"

"Yes. I never deliberately took care of her. But even a simple care or greeting for her was an enormous warmth. So, can you understand why she likes me?"