Quick Transmigration: Help, The Male Leads Are All Broken!

That little junior sister who loved to act spoiled had become so sensible now, working so hard behind their backs. They had always thought she simply enjoyed seclusion and cultivation, but they didn't know the real reason was to catch up to them.

The senior brothers' eyes reddened. It was like the feeling of old fathers raising a daughter, and the daughter finally grew up. But while they were happy about her maturity, they also felt heartache and reluctance.

"Why chase after us? We work so hard so that you can hold your head high when you go out. With you working so hard, what need is there for senior brothers?"

"Exactly! If anything happens, your senior brothers will be there for you. Tell me, why did you go and fight that idiot Demon Lord? Now you're covered in injuries. Even if you're famous throughout the world, what's the use? Who knows if you can even be healed."

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could someone as gifted as Little Junior Sister not be healed?!"

"Right, right, right! She can be healed. We came today because we found a way."

They chattered on, and Su Tang didn't interrupt. When they finally got to the main point, she asked, "What way?"

The first to speak was Fourth Senior Brother, known as Shen Yichen, the Miracle Healer.

He said, "We haven't found a way to fix the ruptured core yet, but we have found a way to nourish your meridians."

The meridians could be healed, which meant at least Su Tang wouldn't be spitting up blood all the time. As for the core, a ruptured core couldn't circulate spiritual energy. If she forced it, it would likely worsen the rupture. If it completely shattered, she would become crippled.

However, even if they found a way, it wouldn't be a quick recovery. It would take at least three years of careful recuperation.

"During these three years, you are not allowed to use martial arts or spiritual energy. You just be a good girl and be an ordinary person for three years." After saying this, Fourth Senior Brother couldn't help but threaten, "If you don't listen, even the immortals won't be able to save you!"

Su Tang nodded, "Yes, yes, yes, Fourth Senior Brother is right. Don't worry, unless absolutely necessary, I definitely won't fight."

Fourth Senior Brother glared at her, "Not even if it's necessary! We'll give you a batch of magical artifacts. If you can't win, run. Run back, and we'll fight for you. Understand?"

Su Tang obediently nodded again, and then she received a Qiankun bag, filled with a dazzling array of magical artifacts.

"Senior brothers, did you empty the Treasure Pavilion of its artifacts?"

The hot-tempered Seventh Senior Brother immediately said, "What's the use of artifacts that can't protect people? Let them rot!"

"Yes, yes, yes, Seventh Senior Brother is right."

After a long conversation, Su Tang finally sent her seven senior brothers away.

Meanwhile, the Sect Leader, walking out of the courtyard, stroked his beard with a worried expression, "Little Junior Sister has grown up. I have a feeling that someone will snatch her away soon."

"Who? Who dares to snatch away my Little Junior Sister? I'll beat them to a pulp!"

"Hmm… If Little Junior Sister goes out recently, someone needs to follow her. If any suspicious people approach, break their legs!"

The Peak Lords were very worried, but they forgot that it's easy to guard against outsiders, but difficult to guard against insiders.

When Mo Qinglan came again, the Peak Lords were no longer in the courtyard. Su Tang was lying on a lounge chair, basking in the sun like a lazy afternoon cat, looking completely relaxed.

"Little Martial Aunt."

Su Tang opened her eyes, but because of the sunlight, she squinted slightly. However, her eyes held a smile. "It's Little Martial Nephew. Just arrange the flowers however you like."

Chu Yue used to spend all her time in seclusion, with neither disciples nor servants attending to her. Whenever she emerged, her senior brothers would remember her, and she never had to worry about food, drink, or anything else. Now, if she wanted someone to run errands, she could only ask this martial nephew, the only one whose name she could remember.

Su Tang had been recuperating in the Heavenly Sword Sect for several months. Although she had a mission to complete and the system said she wouldn't die, she really didn't want to keep spitting up blood. Moreover, she couldn't find a way to progress her strategy for the time being, so she simply put it aside. It was better than deliberately approaching him and attracting his attention.

However, given enough time, there would always be opportunities. And as it happened, someone sent an invitation to the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Among the hundreds of immortal sects, there were the Three Sects, Nine Schools, and Eighteen Gates. This invitation came from the Qishan School, one of the Nine Schools. The Qishan School's leader was getting married and had invited almost half of the cultivation world's immortal sects and families. As one of the Three Sects, the Heavenly Sword Sect was naturally included.

The Heavenly Sword Sect Leader didn't want to go, and the other six Peak Lords were even less inclined. In the end, they decided to send their chief disciples, but Su Tang intercepted them.

She said, "I've been recuperating in the sect all this time and I'm very bored. It's been almost a year now, and my meridians have recovered by a third. I want to go out for some fresh air."

The Sect Leader was the first to object.

Su Tang acted aggrieved, "I used to only know cultivation in seclusion. Now I finally have the chance to stop, thanks to my injury, and I want to see the world. Besides, my senior brothers gave me so many magical artifacts; ordinary people can't hurt me."

When she said this, the other senior brothers fell silent.

Finally, the Sect Leader could only helplessly call Mo Qinglan over. He first explained the invitation and then instructed, "Your Little Martial Aunt had some problems with her cultivation a while ago and shouldn't engage in combat recently. You take her place and represent your master."

Mo Qinglan looked at his Little Martial Aunt, who was smiling cheerfully, and said with an indifferent expression, "Yes."

Although his initial goal was to get close to her, when she actually appeared, he strangely stopped. He wanted to approach her, but he didn't dare. He said he hated her, but his heart felt differently. He always felt that she shouldn't be like this. But if she shouldn't be like this, how should she be?

Representing the Heavenly Sword Sect at the wedding feast, naturally, wouldn't involve just two people. The distance to Qishan was considerable, so they traveled by spirit boat. There were twenty people in total. The spirit boat was large, with two decks, appearing modest on the outside but luxurious inside.

Su Tang was like a child experiencing the outside world for the first time, her eyes filled with delight.

The disciples, after spending time with her, also knew that this Little Martial Aunt was different from the other Peak Lords. She loved to laugh and make jokes, so they quickly became friendly with her. They shared their snacks with her and were the first to call her over when they found something interesting.

"I suddenly understand why the Sect Leader and the Peak Lords dote on Little Martial Aunt so much. She's just so adorable."

"Heh, our Little Martial Aunt may be adorable, but she can also smack your skull in with one palm. Wake up!"

"I can't wake up. Little Martial Aunt is so cute, I also want to dote on her."

As soon as Mo Qinglan came out, he heard several disciples discussing Little Martial Aunt, their words filled with doting rather than respect. He frowned, inexplicably feeling a sense of offense.

"Have you all got nothing to do?"

His cold voice startled the disciples, sending chills down their spines. They felt that their senior brother was not himself.

Shouldn't their senior brother be a gentle and refined nobleman? Why was he so intimidating now?

Their survival instincts prevented them from thinking too much, and they immediately stammered, "We do, we do have things to do. We'll disperse now."

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