"Big brother, you're going to help me? That's wonderful! I'll practice for you to see right away." The little loli immediately said happily. She didn't seem to doubt at all whether Xiaoyao had the ability to help her.

The little loli began circulating qi for cultivation, while Xiaoyao placed one hand on her back to check her qi circulation route. This kind of thing was already second nature to Xiaoyao—he could quickly determine the little loli's qi circulation pattern.

"Your qi circulation is basically fine, but I feel this way would be better. Follow my qi flow." Xiaoyao quickly discovered some problems and corrected them. This should greatly improve the little loli's cultivation speed.

The little loli didn't respond with words, only with action. She cultivated following Xiaoyao's qi circulation route, and she immediately felt that this subtle change brought her immediate sensation—it felt like her internal power was becoming more refined.

This change made the little loli very excited, and she almost made a mistake. Fortunately, Xiaoyao was there to protect her and pulled her back on track.

"Big brother is so amazing! Will I be able to reach General Level faster this way?" the little loli asked. At this time, she was still only at late Scholar Level.

"Yes, very quickly. If you also take some pills, big brother has some here. Take one pill a day, and after ten days, you'll definitely break through to General Level." Xiaoyao said with a smile, taking out a bottle from his pocket containing ten top-grade premium pills.

Xiaoyao wondered if he was crazy—why was he giving these pills to this little loli he had just met? Even if Nangong Suxin wanted such pills, he would have to consider whether to give them or not.

...

...

However, he didn't mind. He could refine this type of pill now. Anyway, he had plenty of money now—he could just have people purchase materials. This matter would need to be handled in a couple of days anyway.

"Thank you, big brother. By the way, what's your name, big brother? I'm called Luo Yinping." The little loli happily accepted the medicine bottle. She didn't know the contents were very precious, and she also didn't know why she so readily accepted things from others—she hadn't been like this before.

The little loli rarely got involved with others. Even when wanting to catch up with her companions, she relied on her own efforts and wouldn't easily accept others' help, because she didn't want to show her weak side in front of others.

"Yinping? Luo Yinping?" Xiaoyao looked at the little loli with great surprise.

"Yes, big brother. I'm called Luo Yinping. What about you?" Luo Yinping looked at Xiaoyao with expectation. She wanted to know Xiaoyao's name—she liked Xiaoyao very much, a feeling she had never had before.

Xiaoyao didn't respond, just looked at Luo Yinping. He now understood why he had that feeling before, why he wanted to comfort her, why he helped her, and why he gave her such precious pills. So she was his—

Sister!

Luo Yinping was the daughter of Luo Yuntian and Yun Qingyi, their only daughter. Xiaoyao had already inquired about this name, so when he heard Luo Yinping's name, he understood that this little loli before him was actually his sister whom he had never met. This matter was truly quite miraculous.

Now Xiaoyao didn't need to doubt his background anymore. He was definitely related to Luo Yuntian—he could tell from the feeling he got from Luo Yinping. Xiaoyao had always been very sensitive to this kind of feeling and wouldn't be wrong.

At the same time, why did Luo Yinping have the surname Luo instead of Yun? This point also seemed strange. Logically, since Luo Yuntian married into the family, theoretically she should have the surname Yun, but Yun Qingyi didn't say anything about this, and Fuyun Sect didn't speak up either—it was as if they tacitly agreed.

Except for nominally marrying into the family, Luo Yuntian didn't seem to count as such in other ways. This was also a very peculiar situation.

"Big brother?" Luo Yinping looked at Xiaoyao and reminded him again.

"I'm called Xiaoyao. You can call me big brother. We are siblings." Xiaoyao smiled and said very directly. He had no intention of hiding his identity. Besides, in this Luo family, this generation could all be called siblings.

"Yes! Big brother, I'm going to cultivate now. I'll definitely catch up with them. Thank you, big brother." Luo Yinping said to Xiaoyao, then skipped away happily, but then seemed to remember something and suddenly turned back.

"Big brother, where do you live? How can I find you to play in the future?" Luo Yinping looked at Xiaoyao and asked, the expectation in her eyes making one unable to bear refusing.

"I live in Third Master's courtyard—that person called Luo Yunyi." Xiaoyao said with a smile.

"Oh, so it's where Sister Lingling is. Sister Lingling is very nice, except sometimes she's even more stupid than me." Luo Yinping said. The "stupid" she mentioned, Xiaoyao also guessed, was probably about Lingling being directionally challenged.

"Yes, if you have any problems, you can come find me. If anyone bullies you, you can also find me, and big brother will stand up for you." Xiaoyao said with a smile. Wasn't it a big brother's duty to fight for his sister and defend her?

"Thank you, big brother. Then I'll go cultivate now. When I finish cultivating, I'll come find big brother to play." Luo Yinping said with a smile and skipped away again.

"This girl, living in such a family—I wonder if it's happiness or misfortune..." Xiaoyao looked at Luo Yinping's departing figure and said with some feeling.

He had always taken care of Guxing before and understood the sorrow of a great family. Now he discovered that his sister seemed to have similar sorrow—crying here alone in secret, not daring to tell her parents, while still wanting to protect her father.

Xiaoyao's feelings toward the Luo Yuntian couple worsened considerably. Setting aside the matter of being abandoned—even if there were difficulties—they should still take good care of Luo Yinping. How could such things happen?

Luo Yuntian spent all day drinking, staring blankly, and sighing. He really wanted to ask him face to face: what exactly are you sighing about, what are you staring at, and why don't you even know your daughter is grieving? Why don't you fulfill a father's responsibilities?

And Yun Qingyi...

It seemed he needed to quickly approach these two people and figure out what exactly had happened between them. This matter felt increasingly strange—he always felt there was something bad involved.

Perhaps he was overthinking...

In the evening, Xiaoyao deliberately sat in the courtyard, seemingly waiting for someone. Third Master and the others thought he was waiting for them, but then realized they were wrong and cursed Xiaoyao for being heartless.

"Lingling..." When Lingling appeared, Xiaoyao suddenly stood up, making everyone understand that the person he was waiting for was actually Lingling.

How strange—when did he become so close with Lingling? Why would he wait here for Lingling?

"What is it?" Lingling was also puzzled. She didn't know Xiaoyao was waiting for her.

"Lingling, big brother wants to ask you something." Xiaoyao said with a smile.

"What is it? Speak!" Lingling felt Xiaoyao was a bit strange. Although he had been easy to talk to before, he hadn't seemed this enthusiastic.

"Do you know Yinping?" Xiaoyao asked.

"Yinping? I know her. The little girl is quite cute. What about it?" Lingling said. When saying Yinping was a little girl, she didn't think about herself—she seemed to belong to this category too.

"Please help take care of her in the future. She's my sister." Xiaoyao said.

"Your sister? What do you mean by that? You ignore me, your legitimate sister, and go around picking up sisters outside, then ask me to take care of her. Are you looking for a beating?" Lingling looked at Xiaoyao coldly.

Xiaoyao's words made her very displeased. She didn't care about Xiaoyao being good to her, but Xiaoyao treating other people as sisters—this she really disliked!

"Well, I just happened to meet her today. She needs our help. You're already so grown up—what's wrong with taking care of a little sister?" Xiaoyao said with a smile.

"Hmph!" Lingling snorted coldly. She seemed to understand now—Xiaoyao had only met Yinping today and probably felt very compatible with her, so he asked her to take care of her.

"Don't worry, I won't let you do it for nothing. Whatever you want, as long as I can do it, I'll give it to you." Xiaoyao said with a smile.

"Hmph!" Lingling was still somewhat displeased. I'm your sister, and you're giving me things to have me take care of some sister who came out of nowhere. Do you believe I'll never be done with you?

However—

"I've been lacking a weapon lately. Can you give me one?"

"Sure. What kind of weapon do you want? I'll forge one for you." Xiaoyao nodded.

"You'll forge it yourself?" Lingling looked at Xiaoyao with some puzzlement.

"Yes, my technique is pretty good. You should use a sword. Let me show you my spare sword. Big brother isn't bragging—my technique is first-rate." Xiaoyao said, handing Lingling the sword he carried with him.

"Really?" Lingling looked at Xiaoyao with doubtful eyes, took the sword, then examined it. Very quickly, her eyes were drawn to the sword blade.

After a long while, Lingling turned her face to look at Xiaoyao and said with great skepticism: "Did you really forge this sword yourself?"

This was a good sword, no inferior to her original sword—even much better. And her original sword was obtained by Third Master through connections—it was a high-grade good sword, a very rare item.

"Yes, for backup use. You know my internal cultivation has no offensive power, so I use good weapons as substitutes. This sword's sharpness can be said to be super first-rate." Xiaoyao nodded without much change in expression, as if forging such swords was very ordinary.

Indeed it was very ordinary, at least for Xiaoyao. He had just spent a few hours casually forging several. He had given the good ones to the Young Miss and the other two—by the other two he meant the Young Miss, and the Nangong Suxin sisters. Guxing's sword was already the best—he couldn't even find that kind of material now if he wanted to.

(End of Chapter)