A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 48: Girl, you’re playing with fire!!

Outskirts of Luoshui Town.

"Gone!"

"Looks like Lord Sikong is preparing to awaken."

The disciples of Tian Sha Hall guarding the outskirts clearly sensed the change in Luoshui Town.

"This is earlier than the Hall Master's expected timeline."

"Does that mean we can move around freely for a few days?"

"Hahaha, you brat, trying to go flower-picking again?"

"I'm telling you, don't mess around. Wait until we see Lord Sikong before doing anything."

The few of them chattered back and forth.

None of them noticed a figure rapidly approaching them.

Li Xuanxiao landed silently, without releasing any sharp sword aura. Not even a breeze stirred around him.

But before the others could react, the sword moved through the crowd at a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye.

Each slash of the blade took a life with perfect precision.

The beads of blood only burst forth after Li Xuanxiao had sheathed his sword.

Li Xuanxiao quickly retreated, making sure these heretic cultivators didn’t have any toxins hidden in their bodies that would explode upon death.

Then he set them ablaze, burning everything clean.

Li Xuanxiao released his divine sense. Confirming no one else was around, he let out the tiniest breath of relief.

Had two days already passed?

Li Xuanxiao checked his internal condition.

Mm. Though he had been trapped in a paradise realm,

the spiritual energy inside had greatly benefited him.

Even if it was only two short days.

“..........”

With the restriction gone, all the rules vanished as well.

Those trapped here didn’t run away. They just stood numbly in the town, glancing at each other.

It was as if they had long grown used to life here.

As for those who had already lost their five senses, they still huddled in corners, feeling nothing at all.

The rules were gone, but their senses remained sealed.

Zhang Tianxin stood with her hands on her hips, laughing loudly. "Just a mere Body Fusion Stage! With me and my Brother Li together, we're unbeatable!!"

Then she muttered to herself,

"We’ve met twice in such a huge world, both times in dangerous situations. This must be fate. Might as well swear brotherhood with Brother Li."

Give up that dangerous idea already!!

Li Xuanxiao thought to himself from the shadows.

Li Mengyun had even prepared her will earlier. Now, having survived the ordeal, she felt completely weak, everything surreal.

Was it over??

These past few days had felt unbearably long.

She thought again of Li Xuanxiao, who had saved her twice, and looked around.

Where was he? Why was he gone?

Li Mengyun couldn't help but recall the scene from just earlier.

That figure who’d stood between her and disgrace—

That bloodstained face had looked so noble...

Her cheeks flushed.

It felt like she’d found the male lead from a romance novel~

Just as she was drifting off into her fantasies, Zhang Tianxin accidentally found the letter Li Xuanxiao had left behind for her.

"He’s already left!"

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"What?" Li Mengyun asked tentatively.

"Said he has orders from his Master, and he’s also injured and needs to go back to rest."

Li Mengyun looked disappointed, then quietly muttered, "He’s a Mount Shushan disciple, right? After such a huge favor, I should really thank him properly...."

From the shadows, Li Xuanxiao: (O_o)??

Girl, you're playing with fire!!

Zhang Tianxin opened the note. Six big characters:

“We’ll meet again in the martial world.”

Li Mengyun puffed her cheeks slightly.

In the letter, Li Xuanxiao had also asked Zhang Tianxin—if it wasn’t too much trouble—to help those townspeople whose senses were still sealed.

Zhang Tianxin didn’t refuse and led the group back toward the sect.

As for Li Xuanxiao, once everyone was gone, he set up a simple large formation around Luoshui Town and began chanting the Rebirth Mantra.

So those who died here could return to dust.

Afterward, he found many letters among the corpses.

Some were from wandering travelers who had received letters from home.

They hadn’t returned in ten years;their families missed them terribly.

But on the way back, they had mistakenly entered this place.

Some carried betrothal letters, probably meant for a beloved waiting elsewhere.

Others had written knowing they likely wouldn’t escape this place, keeping the letters close.

They hoped their younger brothers would take care of their parents and told their wives to remarry if needed.

There were even letters written to unborn children, wishing for their safety and peace...

At the end of the letters, many included their home addresses and names of family members.

If anyone found the letter and happened to pass by their home, they begged them to deliver it so their loved ones wouldn’t worry forever.

Li Xuanxiao sat on the grass, opening letter after letter.

He carefully stored them all away and quickly left.

“............”

Several months later.

Morning sunlight spilled across the village. A husband and wife who had woken early for farmwork found a letter and five taels of silver by the door.

Neither they nor their young son could read, so they took it to their eldest daughter-in-law.

She had studied a little and read the letter for a long time—then burst into loud sobs.

Tears and snot flowed as she cried, holding her baby who, not understanding, reached out to pat her cheeks.

Watching from a distance, Li Xuanxiao let out a nearly inaudible sigh.

Indeed, Zhang Haoran’s Mayfly Girl had lived a fleeting life.

He had been willing to trade his own life to repay the girl who had given him hope.

But behind that were countless shattered families. What had the common people done to deserve such suffering?

“...........”

After delivering the last letter, Li Xuanxiao rushed back to Mount Shushan without rest.

The Ruthless Dao was never truly heartless—it was the Dao of the masses, a great love without selfishness.

Once you set foot on the cultivation path, why cling to mortal affairs?

Those who are lost will suffer the cycle of reincarnation;those who awaken will see the vastness of the world.

All beings cycle through karma.

If the world is filled with regrets, the more you cling, the deeper the suffering.

Zhang Haoran was the perfect example.

“...........”

"You’re saying that in the short time I was gone, the restriction was broken? Elder Sikong died? And the outer disciples disappeared too?"

Inside Asura Hall.

Liu Qiushui slightly raised her elegant willow-shaped eyebrows.

The disciple who came to report the news dared not move at all.

Liu Qiushui suddenly smiled.

The disciple was even more frightened, his face draining of color, trembling all over like a sieve.

The Hall Master was so angered that he laughed.

"I underestimated him. You may leave."

Liu Qiushui casually waved his hand.

The disciple felt as if he had been pardoned and hurriedly left.

Liu Qiushui's slender fingers lightly tapped the armrest of the chair.

"To be able to form a perfect Golden Core and break the Body Fusion Stage restriction, he's truly no ordinary person. What a pity, though—he didn’t die. Why didn’t he come to Asura Hall to find me?"

Liu Qiushui muttered softly to himself.

With a casual wave, a round mirror appeared in front of him.

He tapped it gently, and the face of a person appeared in the mirror.

"Subordinate pays respects to the Hall Master."

"How is your undercover work in Mount Shushan going? Didn’t you tell me that Murong Mo was dead? Why is he still alive and well now?"

"What? Murong Mo is still alive? But he really did die!"

"Idiot!"

Liu Qiushui pinched the air.

The undercover agent clutched his chest, wailing in agony.

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