5: My brother-in-law is knocking on the door. [Please continue reading]

Just as Ji Ziyue was holding a pillow, huffing and puffing as she performed "justice" on the shameless Chu Feng lying on the bed, and the two were laughing and playing together, a steady voice carrying a hint of indulgence and helplessness drifted into the Purple Moon Pavilion from afar.

"Zi Yue? What time is it already? Why haven't you come over yet?"

The owner of the voice was a young man dressed in luxurious purple robes with flowing purple hair.

He had a handsome face, with a natural air of heroism and pride between his brows. Divine light was faintly restrained around his body, and his Aura was powerful. He was none other than the leader of the Ji Family's younger generation, the possessor of the Eastern Wasteland Divine Body—Ji Haoyue.

This Elder brother had his "overprotective father" attribute maxed out; he cherished his sister Ji Ziyue so much that he feared dropping her if he held her in his hands and feared she would melt if he kept her in his mouth.

Unfortunately, although his sister was the Yuan Ling Body, a darling of heaven and earth, she was born with a lazy temperament. She would avoid cultivation whenever possible and had only barely reached the Dao Palace Secret Realm. This made Ji Haoyue, who desperately wanted his sister to become a phoenix, extremely anxious.

Yesterday, he had finally managed to set a "cultivation appointment" with his sister, vowing to supervise her personally. Yet, even though the sun was high in the sky, there was still no sign of her.

Ji Haoyue didn't even need to think to know that this girl was definitely trying to sleep in again or find an excuse to slip away. Thus, he decided to take action personally to catch this disobedient "little lazy cat."

Soon, Ji Haoyue arrived outside the exquisite courtyard where Ji Ziyue lived. Seeing him, the two maidservants waiting at the courtyard gate hurriedly bowed and saluted, "Young Master."

"Zi Yue? Has she not gotten up yet?" Ji Haoyue's gaze turned toward the elegant small building in the courtyard, his brows furrowing slightly.

"In response to the Young Master, the Young Miss has already risen, but she has not yet come out," the maidservant reported respectfully.

Hearing that his sister was already awake, Ji Haoyue no longer hesitated. He strode into the courtyard and went straight to the door of Ji Ziyue's bedroom. He raised his hand and lightly knocked.

"Zi Yue, since you're already up, why are you still dawdling inside? Could it be that you've forgotten our agreement to Cultivate together today?" Ji Haoyue's voice carried a hint of knowing banter. "Or... have you come up with some new excuse to stand me up again?"

Inside the room, Ji Ziyue, who was currently sitting on Chu Feng while fighting for a bolster, froze instantly upon hearing her brother's voice. Her small face turned deathly pale in a flash.

"Oh no! It's Brother!" she whispered, scrambling off Chu Feng in a panic, her large eyes filled with the words "I'm doomed."

Chu Feng, on the other hand, remained perfectly calm. He even adjusted his lying position to make himself more comfortable and sent a divine transmission: "What are you afraid of? Your brother isn't some fierce beast."

"What do you know!" Ji Ziyue was both anxious and angry, giving him a fierce glare.

Her brother might not be a fierce beast, but if he found a strange man hidden in her room—especially a bastard who had just seen her naked and kept insisting she be his wife—she simply couldn't imagine the scene!

Her brother would definitely draw his sword and hack him to pieces on the spot!

"Brother! I... I'm already up!" she hurriedly shouted toward the door, her voice sounding a bit shrill due to nervousness. "I... I'll be out in a moment! You... you're not allowed to come in!"

Outside the door, Ji Haoyue shook his head helplessly upon hearing this.

He naturally wouldn't rashly barge into his sister's bedroom. He simply urged her earnestly, "Take your time coming out, mind your manners, and act like a proper girl." He truly had no way to deal with this quirky and lazy sister of his. What else could he do but spoil her?

Inside the room, Ji Ziyue was in a frantic rush. She glanced at Chu Feng, who was still lingering on her bed as if he "found joy here and forgot his home," and her teeth itched with rage. In her desperation, she didn't care about much else and lunged forward, forcefully pushing Chu Feng toward the inner side of the bed.

"Hurry up and hide! Don't make a sound! If my brother finds out, I... I'll never hear the end of it with you!"

While threatening him in a low voice, she pulled over the soft brocade quilt and covered Chu Feng completely. She even patted it down uneasily to ensure there were no strange bulges.

Chu Feng only felt his vision go dark. His nose was filled with the unique fragrance of a young girl's bedroom, as well as the sweet scent from Little Moon's body.

He found it somewhat amusing. A grand Quasi-Emperor had actually been reduced to hiding under a young girl's covers... this experience was truly one of a kind. However, the feeling... wasn't too bad?

Ji Haoyue waited outside for a while until he finally heard the door creak open a crack. His sister's small head poked out from behind the door, her face covered in a sweet smile.

"Brother, why are you here?" Ji Ziyue tried her best to make her voice sound natural.

Seeing his sister's cute appearance, the bit of displeasure in Ji Haoyue's heart vanished instantly, and his tone softened unconsciously. "Zi Yue, have you forgotten something important?"

"Huh? Something important?" Ji Ziyue blinked her large eyes, trying her best to play dumb.

Ji Haoyue sighed and reminded her, "Yesterday we agreed to Cultivate together today. I'm going to personally guide you."

"Oh—!" Ji Ziyue finally acted as if she had just realized it, but her heart was crying out in bitterness. She had been so focused on dealing with the big trouble in her room that she had completely forgotten about this! She subconsciously glanced back at the "mountain of blankets" bulging on the bed, her heart pounding wildly.

Right now, in order to get her brother away from this "danger zone" as quickly as possible and to prevent him from becoming suspicious, it seemed she could only... The young girl steeled her heart and slipped out of the room, then quickly closed the door behind her, as if some fierce beast were hidden inside.

Her small head drooped, looking like she was "going to her execution," as she said weakly, "O... okay, Brother... let's go."

Seeing her expression, which looked as if she were heading to an execution ground, Ji Haoyue felt both amused and pained. He reached out, habitually rubbing his sister's soft hair, and said warmly, "Cultivation is for your own good. Let's go."

After saying that, he turned and led Ji Ziyue, who kept looking back with every few steps, out of the courtyard.

Only when their figures had completely disappeared outside the courtyard gate was the brocade quilt in the room suddenly tossed aside.

Chu Feng sat up from under the covers and let out a long sigh of relief. Although the fragrance inside the blankets was very pleasant, it was quite uncomfortable after being stifled for so long.

He looked around the bedroom filled with a young girl's atmosphere, and thinking of Little Moon's nervous and frantic appearance just now, he couldn't help but chuckle.

"Interesting... it seems the Ji Family's soft rice isn't that easy to eat after all."

With a slight stir of his Divine Thought, he perceived that Ji Haoyue had indeed taken Little Moon far away, seemingly heading toward the Ji Family's martial arts arena.

"An Eastern Wasteland Divine Body at the Perfection of the Four Extremities Secret Realm... his Aura is decent." Chu Feng rubbed his chin, a playful smile curling at the corners of his mouth. "However, if you want to be my Brother-in-law, you still need more practice."

He wasn't in a hurry to leave; instead, he lay back down, resting his head on his hands and crossing his legs, acting as if he owned the place.

"Hmm... since Little Moon has gone to 'suffer,' shouldn't I, as her 'Fiancé,' go cheer her on and... watch the fun while I'm at it?"