His gaze traveled upward. The woman wore a striking red qipao, its high slit ending precisely at the top of her black stockings, offering just a glimpse of creamy white skin.
The qipao had been tailored to fit her like a glove, the red fabric hugging her curves to perfection. Her ample bosom thrust proudly forward, her pert rear swaying with each step, forming an ideal hourglass figure.
Her delicate hands overlapped gently at her waist. Beyond the seven-eighths sleeves, her forearms gleamed like polished ivory. A luxurious fur stole draped over her elbows screamed wealth and elegance.
As she walked, the ends of the stole and her long tresses, reaching down to her hips, swayed in unison with her serpentine waist, exuding a captivating allure that could ensnare any soul.
She was the chief manager of the Golden Jade Chamber of Commerce, a super fair-skinned, rich, and beautiful powerhouse wielding vast wealth, influence, and connections—the Ji Family’s Eldest Miss, known as Beauty Ji, and Yan Zhen’s future good big sister.
Ji Ya.
A pair of adorable twin girls trailed behind her. One sported a left ponytail, the other a right. Their faces were expressionless, longswords hanging at their waists, their auras restrained. Both were Mystic Masters, and together, they could rival a Mystic General.
These were Ji Ya’s personal guards. A hidden Mystic King protector lurked in the shadows as well.
Watching his future good big sister approach with such graceful poise, Yan Zhen stood frozen in place for a moment.
Why was she here? He hadn’t even shown off the Supreme-Grade Minor Yuan Pill to catch her attention yet!
Yan Zhen suddenly realized his current situation didn’t match the script at all.
In the script, he was just a young Pill Refiner and the top of Mystic Academy’s Nine Stars Ranking—hardly enough to pique his good big sister’s interest. That’s why he needed the Supreme-Grade Minor Yuan Pill to lure her into meeting him.
But in reality, he’d been a Supreme VIP at the Golden Jade Chamber of Commerce for over half a year. Everything he bought was free, and even a notable figure like Fatty Nian in Silver Moon City treated him with utmost respect… likely on her orders.
Yan Zhen guessed she was behind it all because she possessed the power of precognitive dreams, allowing her to foresee dangers ahead of time.
His good big sister had probably learned of him through one of those dreams. She would’ve come knocking even without the Supreme-Grade Minor Yuan Pill as bait.
—Wait, then what was the point of him busting his ass to refine that Supreme-Grade Minor Yuan Pill?
As he pondered, Ji Ya arrived before him with a waft of fragrance and stopped, beaming sweetly.
“Finally, I get to meet you, Little Brother Yan Zhen.”
What the—straight to “Little Brother Yan Zhen”? Way too fast!
Still, her words confirmed his suspicions. The plot had already diverged from the script. He could only try his best to steer it back on track.
The system’s role-playing requirements were straightforward, just three tasks:
【①Accept the Golden Jade Chamber of Commerce’s commission to refine a Supreme-Grade Detox Pill to alleviate Ji Ya’s condition;②Propose a cure and accompany Ji Ya to the Golden Jade Chamber of Commerce headquarters to successfully heal her; Use medicinal power to advance directly from Nine-Star Mystic Scholar to Two-Star Mystic Master】
Puzzled, Yan Zhen asked, “And you are?”
Ji Ya leaned in slightly, her stunning face drawing close to his, her tone playful. “I’m Ji Ya, the chief manager of the Golden Jade Chamber of Commerce—and your future big sister, hee~”
“How could the chief manager of the Golden Jade Chamber of Commerce be my sister?” Yan Zhen was still confused. “Is it because you made me a Supreme VIP there?”
Seeing his furrowed little brow and bewildered expression, Ji Ya straightened up and giggled. “Don’t worry, Little Brother Yan Zhen. Once your big sister sits down, she’ll explain everything properly.”
With that, Ji Ya sidled over and sat right beside him—more accurately, squeezed onto the same chair!
Her peach-like rear wedged perfectly into the remaining space, her lithe body pressing snugly against his. Her scent was overwhelming.
Yan Zhen’s body tensed instantly. What was she playing at?
—This is too fast, big sister! Sure, I want to rush through the plot and get a doting big sister who loves me and showers me with cash, but you’re speeding like Takumi in his AE86! This doesn’t match the script at all!
“C-Could you not sit right next to me?” Yan Zhen tried to scoot away to avoid touching her. “Isn’t there an empty seat right there?”
“It’s fine for us siblings to sit together. We’ll leave that one for Jin Tong and Yu Nu. They follow me everywhere every day, staying vigilant against hidden enemies. It’s exhausting work for them.”
Jin Tong and Yu Nu were the twin sisters with their stern, poker faces—the very guards who had been standing at attention. At Ji Ya’s words, they promptly sat down.
“…Fine, you take the seat. I’ll stand.”
Yan Zhen started to rise, only for Ji Ya to yank him back down.
“What kind of host makes a guest stand? If Little Brother Yan Zhen doesn’t like sharing with your big sister, then she’ll stand instead.”
For all her words, her rear didn’t budge an inch. Instead, she continued, “It’s just that your big sister rushed here from the Three Stars Kingdom to the Garo Kingdom, then from the royal capital to the outer capital city and finally to Silver Moon City, inspecting branches all the way without a moment’s rest. And now these useless feet of mine— the moment they touch the ground, they ache right down to the bone. Alas~”
As she spoke, she put on a pitiful expression, her beautiful eyes shimmering as she gazed at her dear little brother.
Yan Zhen was speechless. His fair, rich, and beautiful big sister did love this routine. He knew she was faking it, but seeing such a devastating vixen beauty furrow her brows in feigned distress still tugged at his heartstrings.
“Fine, you sit. Sit.”
Ji Ya’s pitiful look vanished in an instant, replaced by her usual seductive smile. “Little Brother Yan Zhen is so sweet—just like in my dreams, so gentle and caring.”
Yan Zhen shot her a suspicious glare. “What dreams? Explain everything clearly. If it weren’t for all the free spirit herbs you’ve let me take from the Golden Jade Chamber of Commerce, I’d have bolted by now.”
“Alright, alright. Your big sister will lay it all out for you.”
Ji Ya smirked inwardly. Hooking him first with that money offensive to earn a sliver of trust had been the right move. With this connection, the rest would fall into place easily.
“Your big sister has the power of precognitive dreams. Sometimes, I glimpse bits of the future. Half a year ago, I dreamed that during an inspection of the shops, my hidden ailment would flare up with no cure in sight. Luckily, Little Brother Yan Zhen came to my rescue and refined a Supreme-Grade Detox Pill, saving my life. Grateful beyond words, I took you as my little brother. You weren’t keen at first, but after my persistent coaxing, you finally agreed. And so, we became the best of siblings~”
—Huh? That’s not how it goes, is it? The script doesn’t say that!
Yan Zhen grew more baffled by the second.
In the script, they only became siblings after internal strife at the Golden Jade Chamber of Commerce, when Yan Zhen stepped up to back his good big sister. Only after that did they swear brotherhood.
“And that’s why you made me a Supreme VIP who can take whatever I want? The events haven’t even happened yet—wouldn’t you just prepare ahead to avoid the crisis?”
“Of course, it’s more than that.” Ji Ya batted her lashes slyly. “My condition is quite unique. The Supreme-Grade Detox Pill only eases the symptoms. A full cure requires dual cultivation with a Pill Refiner who possesses an Extreme Flame.”
“So?”
Yan Zhen had a bad feeling. Sure enough, she continued with a shy glance, “As it happens, Little Brother Yan Zhen has the Gold-Silver Fire, ranked one hundredth on the Extreme Flame List, and you’re a genius Pill Refiner. To cure this bothersome ailment, your big sister pleaded with you earnestly for dual cultivation. Unable to bear seeing me suffer, you reluctantly agreed. Over more than a month of close… intimate contact, we went from siblings to…”
She trailed off bashfully, but her meaning was crystal clear.
Yan Zhen was dumbfounded: Is the plot really like this?
