roccoschili Chapter 11 Sister, No More Than That
Chapter 11 Sister, No More Than That
Resistance was futile; Luo Sifan's every smile and frown had immense destructive power over Bai Moyan.
In the midst of her tears and laughter, her joy and resentment, Bai Moyan revealed her family secrets to Luo Sifan like beans spilling from a bamboo tube.
"Transfiguration? Illusion? Seduction? Shapeshifting?"
Encouraging the spiritual energy of the fox clan, Luo Sifan silently recited the incantation, and his face and body slowly twisted, transforming into a larger version of Bai Moyan.
"Interesting, interesting!"
Luo Sifan took the mirror, opened her eyes wide, patted her face, and made a face in front of the mirror. There was not a single flaw that could be seen. Even the length and color of her hair were no different from Bai Moyan's.
Maintaining the spell requires excessive spiritual energy, which ultimately stems from insufficient practice and a low level of cultivation.
Luo Sifan reached out and wiped his hand in front of Bai Moyan's eyes, who was both amused and exasperated. Instantly, the light green dress he was wearing turned white in Bai Moyan's eyes, exactly the same as what Bai Moyan was wearing.
"Moyan! My illusion magic is pretty good, isn't it?"
Luo Sifan grinned and showed off a bit.
Bai Moyan bit her lip, wanting to hit someone, but when she opened her mouth, it became:
"Your Majesty's talent is unparalleled! I am utterly captivated!"
Luo Sifan withdrew his spell; his spiritual energy was almost depleted.
"Sister Moyan, would you like to try this seductive art? I have an idea..."
"No! You didn't!"
Bai Moyan was startled by Luo Sifan's eager expression and suddenly became firm.
"My lord, your health is paramount. Moyan sees that you look somewhat tired..."
Before he could even get hard for two seconds, the gentle and delicate Bai Moyan had once again taken over his mind and body.
Luo Sifan frowned and pondered: This girl is a bit schizophrenic, I need to work on her more! I need to use both emotional appeal and pressure to be on the safe side!
With the white fox girl at the fifth level of Qi Refining taken in as a servant in his home, Luo Sifan felt that his path to rebirth was smooth sailing!
Luo Sifan gracefully returned to her seat at the table and softly called out:
"Xiao Zhu! Come in and grind the ink!"
Xiao Zhu, who had been eavesdropping outside the door for a long time, was peeking through the crack when Luo Sifan called out to her. She stumbled, pushed the door open, and rushed in, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"I've met your sister Bai, Bai Moyan."
From now on, you two will be my right and left arms!
Xiao Zhu and Bai Moyan exchanged greetings in a daze, clearly not liking each other.
Even when pushing the inkstone, Xiaozhu was weak and listless.
Luo Sifan tapped Xiaozhu's arm with the tip of his pen, clearly displeased.
"Put in more effort, I'm in a hurry to write!"
Xiao Zhu rolled up her sleeves, twisted her face, and rubbed it like the wind. Luo Sifan glanced at her sideways, too lazy to pay attention.
The little girl is jealous; just let her be for a while and she'll feel better.
Luo Sifan dipped his brush in ink and wrote with lightning speed, soon completing a prescription.
"Moyan! Come here!"
Luo Sifan said softly, handing the pill formula in his hand to Bai Moyan.
"This is the formula for the Spirit-Preserving Pill. Take it to the Lin Family Pharmacy on Qiaoxing Street and ask them to give you the best spiritual ingredients. Just say it's on the orders of Manager Lin Xiaozhi."
Luo Sifan then took out two more silver notes:
“Even though it’s your own shop, you can’t skimp on the money. Here’s 20,000 taels. Give it to them. If there’s any left over, you can keep it as spare change.”
"My lord, you can also refine pills!"
Bai Moyan took it with trembling hands, her face full of doubt.
"Forget about lords and vassals, from now on call me elder sister! As for me, when it comes to alchemy, if I say I'm second, no one in the entire Yongning Prefecture dares to claim to be first!"
Luo Sifan's heroic spirit inexplicably increased Bai Moyan's admiration for him.
"Don't worry, Moyan, I'll take care of the spirit-preserving pills your mother needs."
Luo Sifan's tender approach almost brought Bai Moyan to tears. She hurriedly nodded, packed her things, and prepared to leave.
Be careful on the road, don't cause trouble!
Luo Sifan gave her instructions from afar, which moved Bai Moyan so much that she paused in her tracks again.
He chuckled to himself and turned around. Xiao Zhu was even more unhappy, her little mouth pouting so much that an oil bottle could be hung on it.
"come over!"
Luo Sifan pulled Xiaozhu into his arms, held her loosely, and leaned down to get close to Xiaozhu's earlobe. Xiaozhu struggled a little, then stopped moving.
"Even though I've died and returned, I feel that my closest younger sister in the Lin family is Xiaozhu. From now on, don't call me Miss, call me Sister!"
Luo Sifan turned Xiaozhu's flushed face and looked at her with a smile.
"Miss, isn't this... inappropriate?"
Xiaozhu's eyelashes were almost closed, and her small chest was rising and falling.
"What's inappropriate about it? If I, Lin Xiaozhi, say it's appropriate, then it's appropriate!"
"Well…"
"If you call me 'sister' again, I'm going to spank you, Xiaozhu!"
"Okay, sister! You...you can put me up first!"
Luo Sifan chuckled and let go.
"Miss... Sister, Xiaozhu... has something to attend to, so I'll take my leave now."
The way they bowed their heads during the fight was quite adorable.
"Go ahead, and from now on, you don't need to be so polite when you speak. I am Lin Xiaozhi's sister, so of course we should speak like sisters."
Xiao Zhu nodded repeatedly and slipped away.
After confirming that no one was watching, Luo Sifan rubbed his forehead; his two younger sisters were practically burning out their brains…
How could we possibly handle a few more?!
In my past life, I was carefree and untouched by any worldly cares.
Luo Sifan muttered to himself as he began to ponder the matter of the alchemy furnace.
The Spirit-Preserving Pill is a fifth-grade pill, effective in repairing and even strengthening the soul. It requires a pill-making furnace, and even an ordinary furnace won't work.
Where can we get a furnace for alchemy? Luo Sifan frowned.
"Miss Xiaozhi!"
There were people outside the door calling out enthusiastically.
"Come in!"
Luo Sifan straightened her dress.
"Miss! We have guests at the manor. Master wants you to come and meet them in the main hall."
The visitor looked familiar; he was a servant from the eldest son's household.
Luo Sifan couldn't refuse, so he stood up and followed the servants to the main hall of the mansion.
"Niece Lin! Long time no see! Hehe!"
From afar, a middle-aged man in a blue robe and fine clothes stood up and greeted them.
Isn't this Mu Cundao, Mu Ziyun's father, whom I just met today? And who is that tomboy next to him with that awkward smile, but Mu Ziyun herself?
Luo Sifan walked into the Lin family's main hall, his mind full of questions.
Mu Cundao's enthusiasm for Luo Sifan left Lin Mosheng somewhat bewildered. After a brief pause, urged on by the look of his wife beside him, he snapped out of his daze, stood up abruptly, and said blankly:
"Brother Mu, what is this...?"
Mu Cundao greeted Luo Sifan with a smile, acting more like a host than a host.
"Brother Lin has such a wonderful daughter! I, Mu, have long admired her!"
"Come, come! Niece Lin, sit down and let's talk!"
Mu Cundao glared at Mu Ziyun, the tomboy glaring at Luo Sifan with a huff, but had no choice but to stand up:
"Sister Lin, come, sit here with me!"
Luo Sifan glanced at Mu Ziyun, then smiled and sat down in the chair she had offered.
"Everyone, sit down and let's talk! We're all on the same side, no need to be so polite!"
Mu Cundao waved and sat down with Luo Sifan in a grand manner.
Lin Mosheng sat back down, feeling bored. His old face was stiff, and he was a little confused about who was the host and who was the guest.
Apart from a few servants serving tea and water, only Mu Ziyun stood beside Luo Sifan, looking up at him.
With an expressionless face, Mu Ziyun seemingly stroked the back of Luo Sifan's chair with one hand, but secretly stretched out her jade-like fingers and pinched Luo Sifan's back flesh hard.
Luo Sifan gritted her teeth and maintained her smile, her hands clenching into fists inside her sleeves in pain.