Chapter Thirteen: Favoritism-Eu Cortei as Emoções e Entrei no Demônio, Meu Mestre e Meus Irmãos Mais Velhos Se Ajoelham e Rogam o Perdão(pêssego branco jade)

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Cultivators of different realms have different maximum lifespans.
Qi Refining stage cultivators generally live around one hundred and fifty years, while those at the Foundation Establishment stage can reach about five hundred years.
Before Xu Ning’an was accepted as the direct disciple of Lord Yunyin, she had always been one of the unnoticed outer disciples of the Wanling Sect.
Due to her poor aptitude, her cultivation progress was slow; after nearly a century in the sect, she had only barely reached the fifth layer of Qi Refining. It was only after becoming a direct disciple, receiving abundant resources and specialized guidance, that she quickly advanced to the seventh layer.
Jiang Heng looked at Shen Yanchu thoughtfully and asked, “How many years of lifespan does the junior sister have left?”
Shen Yanchu thought she was about to reveal something and softened his expression, “About forty or fifty years. If she misses this opportunity, she will never encounter the Lesser Celestial Realm again.”
Jiang Heng smiled, “Then, senior brother, do you remember how many years I have left?”
Shen Yanchu didn’t understand why she was asking, “You are already at the Foundation Establishment stage, and besides, you are not that much older than An’an. No matter how you calculate it…”
Before he could finish, Jiang Heng lowered her gaze and turned away.
Shen Yanchu’s heart flared with frustration just as he was about to catch up and pull her back to scold her, when Xia Zhiyu hesitated and spoke up.
“Jiang Heng… seems to have little lifespan left as well.”
Both Shen Yanchu and Huo Shiqing looked at him in shock. “What?”
Xia Zhiyu pursed his lips, his expression conflicted and tinged with sadness. “Have you forgotten? When the junior sister was attacked by a demonic cultivator earlier, it was she who risked her life to protect the junior sister, using a technique that consumed her own lifespan…”
At these words, Shen Yanchu and Huo Shiqing both stiffened abruptly!
They recalled that incident.
At the time, the junior sister had been scared to tears, and they were all busy comforting her, who was almost unharmed, overlooking Jiang Heng’s injuries.
Had they gone to comfort, make amends, or thank Jiang Heng afterward?
They couldn’t remember. Probably not.
Shen Yanchu held his forehead, feeling a splitting headache.
The voice in his heart that always shouted was silent this time, replaced by another self—
This isn’t me. I wouldn’t treat my junior sister like this. Where did I go wrong?
Huo Shiqing remained silent, lost in thought.

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Xu Ning’an noticed the tense atmosphere, her eyes red-rimmed as she timidly said, “I won’t go to the Lesser Celestial Realm anymore, please don’t make things difficult for me, okay?”
She wiped her eyes and whispered, “Don’t be afraid, senior sister has excellent aptitude and many opportunities to increase her lifespan. Unlike me, useless and only a burden to you all…”
Shen Yanchu felt a bit of the heaviness in his heart ease at her words.
Indeed, Jiang Heng was a promising cultivator; her speed of Foundation Establishment was among the fastest even within the direct disciples. Now at the late stage, once she broke through to the Core Formation realm, she would gain several hundred more years of lifespan, with no need to rush.
The one to worry about was the junior sister.
Shen Yanchu brightened and smiled gently to comfort Xu Ning’an, “Don’t be afraid. I will talk it over with your senior sister. She’s just feeling down lately, but once she figures things out, she will agree.”
Xia Zhiyu nodded, “Yes, Jiang Heng is inherently kind. It’s just that she’s been through too much recently, which has made her temper bad.”
Xu Ning’an hesitated, about to say something but stopped.
If the senior brother, who usually tried to stay neutral, could say that, why had the fourth senior brother changed his tone and called Jiang Heng kind?
Hadn’t he always said she was selfish and malicious?
At that moment, Jiang Huaixu suddenly spoke, “No need to look for Jiang Heng. I’ll negotiate with the Qi Refining disciples from the other peaks. Consider it a favor I owe them.”
Hearing this, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, knowing the matter was settled.
Jiang Huaixu’s favor carried great weight in the Wanling Sect; no one would refuse his request.
Sure enough, in less than fifteen minutes, Jiang Huaixu had resolved the matter.
A lucky disciple from the neighboring peak felt extremely honored to be personally approached by Senior Brother Jiang and readily agreed.
Xu Ning’an cheered and hugged each senior brother, “Thank you all for worrying about me. I will definitely do my best this time!”
Shen Yanchu felt much lighter and instructed Huo Shiqing and Xia Zhiyu to protect Xu Ning’an well in the Lesser Celestial Realm and to avoid any mishaps.
He took some high-grade protective talismans from his storage pouch and handed them to Xu Ning’an, repeatedly advising her.
“Bring plenty of defensive magical instruments. An’an, you too. Prepare everything you need and don’t miss the assembly time.”
They all agreed.
Shen Yanchu was meticulous but still felt something was missing this time, leaving him slightly uneasy.
Just as the assembly time approached, he suddenly realized what he had overlooked, and his heart sank heavily.

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How could he have been so focused on preparing for the junior sister and forgotten about the senior sister?!
Shen Yanchu hurried to find Jiang Heng but couldn’t locate her anywhere.
Right after leaving, Jiang Heng returned to her cave dwelling, clutching Zhu Zhu in her arms, and immediately went to Uncle Ji.
Uncle Ji obviously already knew about the Lesser Celestial Realm matter and congratulated her with a smile, “You’re lucky. This time, seize the opportunity and strive to break through to Core Formation. The more your lifespan increases, the greater the hope for your meridians to recover.”
Jiang Heng thanked him and explained her purpose, “Uncle Ji, may I buy some talismans and defensive magical instruments from you? If I don’t have enough spirit stones, I’ll repay you with the items inside the Lesser Celestial Realm once I come out.”
Among the higher realm cultivators who were kind to her, Uncle Ji was the only one she knew.
Uncle Ji took out a thick bundle of talismans and several defensive magical instruments from his storage pouch, “You don’t need to give me spirit stones now. These will be useful in the Lesser Celestial Realm too. We can settle it later.”
Jiang Heng was grateful and bowed respectfully.
Suddenly, Uncle Ji remembered something and called out, “Han Jie, come here.”
Not long after, a young man wearing a cyan robe entered and asked what his master wanted.
Uncle Ji said, “This is Jiang, the junior sister from the Snow Crane Peak I mentioned before. She’s also going to the Lesser Celestial Realm this time. Take good care of her.”
Uncle Ji knew a little about the situation at Snow Crane Peak and was worried that the few Core Formation cultivators there wouldn’t take proper care of Jiang Heng. Hence, he entrusted his disciple with this task.
Han Jie looked at Jiang Heng, who was looking back at him.
He had an ordinary appearance, the kind easily lost in a crowd, but his aura was friendly, like a neighborly older brother.
Besides his amiability, there was an indescribable calm and leisurely aura about him, which inexplicably relaxed Jiang Heng's tense shoulders.
Han Jie smiled, “Alright, junior sister Jiang, stay by my side and don’t wander off. We’ll head over together shortly.”
Jiang Heng agreed and thanked him.
After getting ready, Han Jie took out his flying magical instrument.
The instrument looked like a small boat. He made room in the middle for Jiang Heng to sit, while he sat on the side. Then they rose into the air, heading toward the assembly point.