A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother Chapter 133: Human Relationships and Worldly Affairs

Mount Shushan was one of the Five Great Immortal Sects.

Slaying demons and eliminating evil, upholding love and justice—that was Shushan’s core mission.

As the Vice Sect Leader of Shushan, sotis he felt utterly drained.

There were too many things to handle in Shushan every single day.

Of course, Shushan had a well-polished system to handle it all.

The Vice Sect Leader had already seen two Sect Leaders off.

The current Sect Leader, Lingxu, was the third one.

Naturally, based on the logic that a crooked upper beam leads to a crooked lower beam, sotis the Vice Sect Leader found Lingxu a bit... odd.

Because sotis he was reliable, and sotis completely not.

For example, when the Sect Leader wrote letters—his prose was like divine inspiration, full of brilliance!

His writing style was elegant and solemn, precise yet vivid, quoting the classics with perfect timing, filled with Confucian sayings and literary references that gave the letters cultural depth and philosophical insight.

Reading them felt like a spring breeze, deeply enlightening.

The Vice Sect Leader even had them frad and hung in his cave dwelling.

Until one day—

Sect Leader Lingxu woke up and said he’d written a poem in a half-dream state.

He claid it would shock the heavens if shared.

The Vice Sect Leader respectfully prepared to listen.

Lingxu pondered for a mont and recited, “We go pee together, the splashing toads croak loud.

The toads say my pee stinks, I bla them for jumping too high!”

The Vice Sect Leader stayed silent for a long while, then against his conscience, gave a thumbs-up.

“Nice!!”

This was the art of being a subordinate.

Recently, Sect Leader Lingxu had quietly shared another secret with the Vice Sect Leader.

“I’ve just mastered a new cultivation technique. I haven’t told anyone else—you’re the only one. But don’t let it slip! If word gets out, it could shake all of Shushan!”

“Oh?”

The Vice Sect Leader tensed slightly, instinctively expanding his divine sense to check the surroundings.

“Please speak, Sect Leader.”

“I recently comprehended a divine power. I nad it the Sole Will Over Eight Desolations Technique.”

The Vice Sect Leader swallowed hard, staring at Lingxu in surprise.

“Sect Leader… where did you comprehend such a divine power?”

“Accidentally.”

“Just hearing the na sounds incredible. May I ask what its special function is?”

“I can automatically process all Shushan’s docunts while I’m asleep and even generate detailed plans!”

Vice Sect Leader: (⊙o⊙)…

“Sect Leader, could this be… the legendary Split-Mind Technique!?”

Lingxu nodded. “Seems like it might be.”

Actually, the Vice Sect Leader had a theory—maybe soone snuck into the Sect Leader’s cave and secretly reviewed Shushan’s docunts, modifying them according to their own ideas?

As soon as the thought erged, the Vice Sect Leader chuckled at himself.

What a ridiculous joke.

Who was Lingxu? He was hailed as the number one of this generation in Shushan.

His cultivation talent was maxed out, and his Sleeping Technique allowed him to cultivate even in his sleep.

An invincible legend!

From Qi Refining to Foundation Establishnt, to Golden Core—in his Golden Core stage, he could already crush Nascent Souls with his bare hands…

Soone sneaking into the Sect Leader’s cave? Utterly absurd!

Especially since the Sect Leader’s cave was linked to the Mount Shushan Sword Formation—top secret stuff.

Shushan even raised a spirit dog with ancient bloodlines just for him, possessing an extrely sensitive nose.

“..........”

“Achoo~”

Li Xuanxiao sneezed.

With Golden Core cultivation, you wouldn’t catch a cold—most likely soone was talking about him.

This was a special secret technique Li Xuanxiao developed after learning divination.

If soone was thinking or speaking of him with strong emotion, he’d sneeze—serving as a warning.

Of course, this technique had its flaws. Sotis he’d sneeze nonstop.

Especially with grudge-holding Di Nü Feng. Others might curse him once in a while.

But Di Nü Feng not only wrote letters to curse him, she cursed him in her heart every day.

Li Xuanxiao couldn’t stand it anymore. He had to improve the technique and enabled a Do Not Disturb mode.

Once soone passed a threshold of “ntions,” they’d be silenced for a while.

Li Xuanxiao sniffled and continued reviewing docunts.

He didn’t make major edits—usually just inserted a short phrase in a long passage,

Or changed one or two words to alter the aning slightly.

So sotis, when a situation seed hopeless—

He’d need to guide his master subtly from the side.

Of course, this thod didn’t always work.

Based on timing, Master should be back soon.

After neatly putting everything back in place,

Li Xuanxiao left the Sect Leader’s cave, patted the Water Qilin lying at the door,

Teased the big yellow dog Master kept, and did a routine inspection of the Shushan Sword Formation.

The big yellow dog helped keep watch for Li Xuanxiao, making sure no strangers showed up.

After leaving his master’s cave, Li Xuanxiao looked deeply worried.

The Old Emperor, who was also a fellow transmigrator...

The sudden ergence of an Innate Dao Fetus...

Was it really accidental?

Li Xuanxiao always prepared for the worst.

He hated the word “accident” most of all.

Behind every “accident,” there could be hidden sches.

What if soone was targeting Mount Shushan? His plan to go rogue and travel from Shushan seed more and more right.

Just then, Li Xuanxiao did a quick divination—and his internal alarm bells rang.

Hmm~ Sothing might be going down with Shushan No. 2.

“........”

Great Sui, Shencao Mountain.

An invitation was delivered to Shencao Mountain.

The Third Prince of Great Sui was holding a birthday banquet and invited the Mountain Lord of Shencao Mountain to attend.

Sword Spirit brought this ssage to Li Xuanxiao.

The Third Prince of Great Sui?

The mont he heard “Prince of Great Sui,” Li Xuanxiao’s butt clenched instinctively.

But then he caught the detail—Third Prince?

He rembered Ye Yunzhou was the Fifth Prince.

He didn’t even know this Third Prince.

Probably a rope-pulling gesture. Li Xuanxiao thought about it.

The current Crown Prince of Great Sui was useless. The Emperor wanted to replace him.

The best options were the Fifth Prince, Ye Yunzhou, and the Third Prince, Ye Yuntai.

Now, the political scene in Great Sui was split between the Fifth Prince’s faction and the Third Prince’s faction.

This birthday banquet was likely a shot in the dark—sending invitations to every registered Mountain Lord in Great Sui.

Should he go or not? That was the question.

If he went, there might be lots of trouble.

But if he didn’t go, it could trigger so hidden plot.

Li Xuanxiao imagined the scene—

“Report! Your Highness, that Mountain Lord of Shencao Mountain is unbelievably arrogant and completely ignored your invitation!”

“What!? Outrageous! Soone go wipe out Shencao Mountain for !”

“Yes, sir!!”

Li Xuanxiao, outmatched by royal experts, got ruthlessly mocked—

“You? Found a sect? My prince sent you an invitation out of courtesy, and you don’t even have the face to show up?”

Then, Sword Spirit appeared—instantly killing the crowd.

“He’s under my protection.”

“Heavens! It’s actually her...”

Li Xuanxiao facepald.

Forget it, he wouldn’t go.

But he’d still send a gift—

That way, he wouldn’t seem too eager, but also not rude.

Human relationships and worldly rules—can’t escape them no matter where you go.