83: An unexpected encounter

Xiao Yu was clearly struggling, but seemed to be worried about making too much noise and attracting others, so her movements were not wide.

Her heroic face was flushed crimson, a mix of shame and annoyance, and her usually bright, spirited eyes were now filled with embarrassment and helplessness. Her long eyelashes trembled violently from humiliation.

Her body twisted slightly under Xue Ni's restraint, and the fullness of her chest rose and fell, making her appear even more alluring.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together, curves fully revealed. Xue Ni's fiery “luxurious bosom” was pressed hard against Xiao Yu's back, forming two startlingly distorted arcs. The scene was filled with an indescribable ambiguity and charm.

“Xue Ni! That’s enough!”

Xiao Yu finally couldn't hold back and elbowed her forcefully backward!

“Ow!”

Xue Ni let out an exaggerated cry of pain, covering her stomach and letting go, but her face was still grinning. “Yu’er, you’re so vicious! Are you trying to murder your husband?!”

Just then, Xue Ni's peripheral vision caught sight of a stunned little face in the gap of the carriage curtain.

“Huh?”

Xue Ni's eyes lit up. Far from being embarrassed about being caught, she seemed to have discovered an even more interesting toy.

She pushed away Xiao Yu, who was still adjusting her clothes and whose face was as red as a ripe apple, and darted to the carriage door in a few steps. She pulled open the curtain, fully exposing Mo Yuhan, who was frozen in place.

“Oh my, my! Look who it is?”

Xue Ni put her hands on her hips, deliberately puffed out her proud chest, and wore an extremely ambiguous smile on her face, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Mo Yuhan's frozen little face and the embarrassed Xiao Yu inside the carriage.

“Our little genius, did you see something you shouldn't have? Hmm?” She deliberately drew out the end of her sentence.

When Xiao Yu saw Mo Yuhan, she was so ashamed she wished she could find a hole to crawl into. Especially thinking that this child might have seen her being “molested” by Xue Ni just now, she felt utterly mortified, even her neck turned completely red, and her eyes darted away, not daring to look at Mo Yuhan at all.

“I… I…”

Mo Yuhan stammered, his mind a blank. That particularly stimulating scene kept replaying in his mind, especially Xue Ni kneading Xiao Yu's buttocks and the curves of their bodies pressed tightly together… The impact was simply too great.

“Hehe, the little guy has quite a thin skin.”

Xue Ni looked at Mo Yuhan's embarrassed expression, and her playful mood surged. She bent down, her pretty face approaching Mo Yuhan.

The collar of her fiery red outfit opened slightly as she bent, revealing a startlingly snow-white cleavage and deep shadow. A rich fragrance wafted over. “How about it? Is older sister’s figure good? It’s not worse than your Older Sister Xiao Yu’s, right? Do you want to touch it too?”

Her words were shocking and relentless. She even deliberately puffed out her chest, its full curve almost touching Mo Yuhan's nose.

“Xue Ni!!!”

Xiao Yu finally exploded, rushing over in a mix of shame and anger, pulling Xue Ni away and blocking her in front of Mo Yuhan, who was completely petrified and whose little face was almost smoking. She glared at Xue Ni, her chest heaving violently. “If you dare to talk nonsense and tease Yu Han again, I… I’ll break off our friendship!”

Xue Ni looked at Xiao Yu's protective stance and Mo Yuhan's extreme embarrassment, and finally couldn't help but burst into a wild, unrestrained laugh, shaking with mirth.

Her fiery figure curves swayed with her laughter, creating even more alluring waves: “Hahaha! Yu’er, you’re so cute like this! And little genius, your reaction… Hahaha! So much fun!”

She pointed at the two of them while laughing, “You two… Hahaha… one is fiercely protective, the other is extremely shy… I think there’s a chance! A real chance! How about we just settle it? Our sisters serve one husband together? Anyway, the little genius has boundless prospects, he can afford to support us!”

She once again threw out that shocking “proposal,” which sounded particularly clear beside the empty mountain stream.

Xiao Yu trembled with anger and directly drew out half of her long sword, its cold light flashing: “Xue Ni! I’ll kill you!”

Mo Yuhan was completely stunned, his mind only buzzing with Xue Ni's dazzling snow-white cleavage and the four words “serve one husband together.” He instinctively took a step back, only wanting to immediately escape from this “dangerous” red-clothed demoness.

In the end, it was Xiao Yu who pulled out Instructor Ruo Lin as a threat, which finally sent Xue Ni away for a while.

To prevent Xue Ni from bothering them again, she was now resting a bit further away from the convoy.

Xiao Yu turned to look.

The sunlight fell on her long eyelashes, and her usually bright eyes now appeared somewhat deep under the tree shadows.

Seeing that it was Mo Yuhan, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, then she quickly returned to her usual spirited demeanor. Only upon closer inspection, a faint blush, not yet completely faded from Xue Ni's teasing, seemed to linger on her earlobes.

“Younger Brother Yu Han? Is something wrong?”

Her voice was clear and crisp, like a mountain spring, less soft than Instructor Ruo Lin's, and more like a swordsman's decisive sharpness.

“Mm.”

Mo Yuhan nodded, walked to her side, and looked up with a serious thirst for knowledge in his eyes. “I want to ask Older Sister Xiao Yu some things about Canaan Academy. Although the teacher mentioned it, I want to hear what someone who studies there has to say.”

Although he knew some inside information from the original novel, it was, after all, just theoretical knowledge.

Moreover, many details were only briefly mentioned. To truly understand Canaan Academy, it was best to ask the students there directly.

Xiao Yu looked at the child before her, who clearly possessed astonishing strength but at this moment resembled a truly knowledge-seeking youth. The slight discomfort caused by Xue Ni quietly dissipated.

It was replaced by a sense of responsibility as an older student, and a subtle feeling of being trusted.

Her lips curved slightly into a gentle smile: “Alright, Younger Brother Yu Han, what do you want to know?”

Under the ancient tree, Mo Yuhan took out two stone stools from his storage ring, and they sat down together.

Mo Yuhan's questions poured out like a barrage, clear and focused.

“Older Sister Xiao Yu, what is the environment like at Canaan Academy? Are there many places for cultivation?”

“What is the difference between the Outer Courtyard and the Inner Courtyard? Is it difficult to enter the Inner Courtyard?”

“Do the Academy's Cultivation Technique Pavilion and Dou Skills Pavilion really house many high-level cultivation techniques and Dou Skills? What conditions are required to enter and choose?”

“I heard the Academy's arena is very lively? What are the rules for competing there?”

Xiao Yu patiently answered each question.

She described Canaan Academy's magnificent buildings, the cultivation towers scattered everywhere, and the cultivation rooms filled with Dou Qi.

She described the vast expanse of the Outer Courtyard and the even more rigorous yet more enticing selection process for the Inner Courtyard.

Her voice was clear and articulate, carrying the certainty and confidence of someone who had experienced it firsthand, making Mo Yuhan feel as if a grand and vivid scroll of Canaan Academy was unfolding before his eyes.

When Mo Yuhan asked about the questions he cared about most, his tone became noticeably more focused: “Older Sister Xiao Yu, how is the Pharmacist Department of the Academy now? Are there any particularly powerful Alchemist teachers stationed there recently?”

His obsidian-like eyes gleamed with an unyielding dedication to the path of alchemy.

Xiao Yu looked at the pure and fervent light in his eyes and understood.

This younger brother, after all, was still devoted to alchemy.

But then again, a nine-year-old Second-Rank Alchemist was far more renowned than a Dou Master.