"I hate my brother the most!"
Blackstone City.
Winter.
A fierce wind howled, carrying snowflakes that ford a silver-white abyss, devouring everything between heaven and earth, obscuring all vision.
At the door of a small wooden hut.
A young figure dashed out.
Running while wiping away tears.
Ignoring the loud calls of protest behind her.
Xu Moli cried pitifully, her sobs full of grievance, and soon she disappeared into the blizzard, swallowed by the swirling snow.
She didn’t understand.
She had been so well-behaved, waiting at ho for her brother’s return.
Yet instead of praise, she received only harsh scolding.
"Brother is so an!" The young girl wept bitterly, the gale roaring behind her like a beast, threatening to consu her.
As she cried, $2ittle Moli began to feel afraid.
Tears welled in her eyes as she glanced around the dark path, but nothing looked familiar.
The snowstorm was too heavy.
It had swallowed everything.
She couldn’t see, couldn’t hear.
Only the fear in her heart grew clearer.
Her tiny feet shuffled hesitantly in the snowy night, trembling with uncertainty.
In this dim, lightless world, little Moli started to regret running so far. She missed ho, missed being held in her brother’s arms.
"Brother will co take back…"
A gust of wind snapped a branch.
It crashed down beside her.
Startled, she shrank into a corner, trembling, waiting for her brother to bring her ho.
But after crouching for a while, $2he decided she couldn’t just wait helplessly.
So, little Moli mustered her courage and retraced her steps, carefully feeling her way forward through the endless snow.
"What is everyone looking at?"
Xu Moli was delighted.
She had found her way ho all by herself.
Pleased with herself, she decided she would brag to Xu Xi about how capable she was once she saw him.
But on the way back, $2 crowd had gathered ahead.
They murmured and shook their heads, sighing as if lanting sothing.
"……"
Little Moli stood confused, curious yet uneasy as she approached.
Her small, frail body lacked the strength to push through the wall of people.
She could only widen her eyes, $2training to peer through the gaps, catching glimpses of what lay within.
[A carriage stopped in the middle of the road]
[A pool of crimson blood on the ground]
[A scattering of cheap, hard candies]
"Bro… bro…"
Her breath hitched.
Her eyes welled up.
The girl collapsed into the snow, her lips trembling as she tried to utter the full word, but fear stole her voice.
Then—
A familiar pair of hands reached from behind.
They lifted the limp little Moli, $2radling her in an embrace.
His voice was urgent, weary: "Moli, where did you run off to? I couldn’t find you anywhere."
"I’m sorry for earlier. I shouldn’t have scolded you like that."
The crowd slowly dispersed.
Xu Moli finally saw what they had been staring at.
A stray dog had been struck by the carriage, $2ts body mangled, blood staining the snow.
She turned away, burying herself in Xu Xi’s arms, sniffling in grievance. "Brother, I want to go ho."
"Alright, alright."
Xu Xi soothed her softly, $2arrying little Moli back toward the wooden hut.
Their ho.
……
……
After settling into life at the Heavenly Sword Sect, $2ittle Moli noticed sothing.
They were rich now.
She and her brother had beco wealthy.
"Wow~~~"
Her eyes sparkled like stars as she watched Xu Xi pour out piles of spirit stones and various mystical artifacts whose uses she couldn’t even na.
"Do you like them?" Xu Xi asked with a smile.
"Yes! I love them!"
Xu Moli nodded eagerly, gathering the heavy spirit stones in her arms and scurrying to stack them in her room, muttering to herself:
"With so much money, Brother won’t have to chop wood or scavenge coal anymore."
"I’ll manage the money for Brother."
"Money makes money, interest piles up—Brother will never have to worry about food or clothes again!"
Her ambitions were grand.
She knew she had no spiritual roots for cultivation.
But she could still help her beloved brother in other ways.
"Go, Xu Moli!"
Pumping her tiny fists, she huffed and puffed as she hauled another pile of spirit stones inside.
But before long, $2ittle Moli burst into tears again.
Seeing her struggle, Xu Xi gifted her a storage pouch that required no magic—just a thought to store anything.
In comparison, $2er efforts felt wasted.
She was heartbroken.
……
……
After so ti in the Heavenly Sword Sect, $2u Moli began to adjust.
Though she couldn’t cultivate, leaving a faint regret in her heart, she found warmth among the kind souls of Forest Sword Peak.
"How do I make Brother happy?"
"Tsk tsk tsk, little Moli, you’ve co to the right person."
Inside the smoke-filled Pill Hall, $2ozens of cauldrons stood, their surfaces scorching red as disciples ford hand seals to refine pills.
Amid the rising dicinal mist, $2n a corner of the hall, $2ittle Xu Moli clutched a book titled 108 Ways to Capture a Man’s Heart, gifted to her by a senior sister from the Pill Hall.
The senior sister flicked her hair confidently.
"Follow this book exactly, and no man can resist you."
Xu Moli’s eyes widened. "Really?"
"Of course."
Before parting, the senior sister made her swear secrecy—no one could know the book ca from her.
"Okay!"
Xu Moli agreed.
Her brother was her closest person.
He didn’t count as "soone else."
"Thank you, kind sister!"
Clutching the book, she dashed back to their cave abode, flopping onto the bed, kicking her legs as she flipped through the pages.
She gasped, frowned, and nodded in turns.
Later, $2he senior sister was punished with three months of fire-tending duty—for stepping into the hall with her left foot first.
When Xu Moli visited, $2he kind sister’s face was blackened from smoke.
Moli couldn’t bear it.
"I’ll ask Brother to go easy on you!"
"Wait, no—!"
Her sentence was extended to six months.
……
……
The New Year approached.
Xu Moli counted the days on her fingers.
This was their first New Year in the Heavenly Sword Sect—a montous occasion worth celebrating grandly.
So while Xu Xi was in seclusion, $2he took it upon herself to prepare everything.
She dragged a huge sack of decorations back to the cave, $2rdered ingredients delivered, $2nd was about to showcase her culinary skills on a spirit fish larger than herself—when a familiar hand grabbed the back of her collar.
"Moli, I told you, leave these things to ."
"Ah…"
Her enthusiasm deflated.
She had just wanted to help.
But her disappointnt faded quickly as the flavors of the New Year’s feast danced on her tongue, filling her with excitent.
And love for the brother beside her.
"I thought Moli hated ?"
"Not at all, I adore you the most, brother!"
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