116: Chapter 116 Chu Yiyi's luck... was it taken away?
Weekend.
Shen Yuan was sprawled on the sofa, his legs crossed so high they were practically touching the ceiling, his fingers tapping rapidly on his phone screen.
He was muttering to himself, "Stay safe, stay safe! Don't feed! Damn it, you newbie teammate, can you use your brain!"
He was playing a battle royale game!
"Brother!"
A crisp voice called out, and Chu Yiyi walked in.
Shen Yuan looked up for a fleeting second before his eyes glued back onto the screen. He spoke perfunctorily, "Yiyi, you're back... Damn! Someone's backstabbing me!"
Before he could finish, he suddenly looked up. The smile on his face froze instantly, and his brows furrowed so tightly they could crush a mosquito.
Something was off. Something was very off.
He had a feeling that Chu Yiyi had changed.
In the past, although she was gentle, just standing there, she seemed to possess an indescribable air of nobility and brilliance.
It wasn't something deliberately put on; it was a natural elegance. When she smiled, she was like a little sun, dazzling to the eyes, with a gaze so clear it could reflect one's image.
But now...
Shen Yuan squinted and examined her repeatedly. Her face was still the same, her features hadn't changed in the slightest, but he felt something was missing.
It was like a freshly picked strawberry that had lost its glossy sheen—wilted and devoid of vitality.
"Brother, what's wrong with you? Why are you staring at me? Is there rice on my face?"
Chu Yiyi waved her hand in front of Shen Yuan, then sat on the sofa and stretched. "This past week, between studying and researching finance, I'm a bit tired!"
Shen Yuan's brows furrowed even tighter. Just as he was about to speak, an annoying voice interjected.
"Yo, hello there, beauty!"
Zhang Xuan, with his messy hair, shuffled out of the room, stretching.
"Today is so boring for a weekend."
"Chu Yang went shopping, and everyone else is off showing off their love with their wives. I'm the only loner here; there's not even anyone to spar with!"
Zhang Xuan chuckled, "Old Shen, introduce me to this beauty..."
"Huh!?"
Zhang Xuan suddenly froze in place, as if struck by lightning. His eyes widened, and he reached up to rub them.
He stared intensely at Chu Yiyi, muttering, "Something's off. Something is definitely off."
"This is my sister!"
Shen Yuan said, "My own sister, Chu Yiyi!"
"Yiyi, this is Zhang Xuan, the Little Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain!"
Shen Yuan smiled slightly, "Xuan Zi, what's wrong with you? Why do you keep staring at Yiyi?"
Zhang Xuan's eyes were hesitant as he extended his fingers to perform a calculation.
"Strange..."
"Nobility has turned into thinness, brilliance has turned into dust..."
Zhang Xuan suddenly exclaimed, "She is..."
Chu Yiyi was dumbfounded.
I know Longhu Mountain, but who is the Little Celestial Master?
Is he telling fortunes with all this fuss?
"Ding, Host, if you have questions, just ask me!"
The system said indifferently, "Your sister's destiny luck has been drained!"
Shen Yuan was stunned, "Destiny luck?"
"My sister has destiny luck?"
Shen Yuan was a bit confused.
"Ding, she is the Immortal Emperor's sister, so she naturally inherits a trace of the Immortal Emperor's luck!"
The system explained calmly, "Moreover, she has spent a long time with you, so she naturally absorbed some of your luck!"
Shen Yuan stood up abruptly, his eyes turning icy cold instantly.
Zhang Xuan also spoke up suddenly, "Her luck... seems to have been drained!"
Chu Yiyi: "????"
I don't really understand!
"It was drained by someone!"
Zhang Xuan's eyes were cold, "It's similar to Taoist evil arts—that kind of luck-altering, stealing others' luck, or changing destiny charts!"
Shen Yuan clenched his fists tightly.
Damn it!
Who the hell dares to drain my sister's luck!?
A sharp glint flashed in Shen Yuan's eyes as he looked Chu Yiyi up and down.
Eye of Destiny, activate!
Then... he saw nothing.
This lousy eye is useless when it matters most.
"Yiyi!"
Shen Yuan suppressed his anger and pulled Chu Yiyi to sit down. His tone was serious, "Yiyi, tell your brother, who have you met lately?"
"Has anything strange happened? Has anyone tried anything with you?"
"Has anyone given you anything strange to eat or any strange trinkets to wear?"
Shen Yuan asked solemnly.
Chu Yiyi still looked suspicious and pouted.
"Brother, why are you talking about such mystical things?"
"We are successors of the new society; fortune-telling and such are all scams!"
"We are firm materialists..."
Chu Yiyi: "Holy crap!"
"A girl shouldn't curse!"
Shen Yuan pointed at the coffee table, which was now floating in the air, bobbing up and down.
Chu Yiyi: ｂ（￣▽￣）ｄ
What did I just see?
I saw my brother using telekinesis.
Superpowers!
My brother has superpowers!
In this situation, how can you expect me not to curse?
Holy crap!
It's just... holy crap!
Don't you think it's holy crap!?
Shen Yuan sighed.
He and Chu Yang had protected Chu Yiyi too well in the past.
They had never told her about cultivation, systems, villain points, or any of that messy stuff.
In their eyes, their sister only needed to be beautiful and grow up happily; the fighting and scheming could be left to her two brothers to handle.
After all, one of them was the ultimate Villain and the other was a reborn Immortal Emperor.
Other matters didn't need Chu Yiyi at all.
But now it seemed... that wouldn't do!
Someone actually dared to pull teeth from a tiger's mouth and mess with his sister?
Putting the coffee table down, Shen Yuan reached out, and spiritual energy gathered, instantly forming a ball of flame.
"Little sister, have I never told you that your brother is a cultivator?"
Shen Yuan smiled slightly.
Chu Yiyi looked blank. What the heck, a cultivator?
"Your brother here, I don't just cultivate, I've also killed quite a few people!"
Shen Yuan gave a crooked smile.
Chu Yiyi: "????"
What did I hear?
My brother killed someone?
Is he a murderer?
"Brother, are you a murderer?"
Chu Yiyi asked cautiously.
"Don't worry, don't worry."
Shen Yuan grinned. That smile, in Chu Yiyi's eyes, looked exactly like a Villain, scaring her into a shiver.
"Little sister, don't worry. No matter how fierce I am, I would never kill you. You're my own sister, after all."
"There are some things I can't tell you; it involves confidentiality principles!"
"After all, until you step into our level, I can't tell you!"
Shen Yuan let out a breath, "I'm a cultivator, and your luck has been stolen. I can't let this matter slide!"
Chu Yiyi swallowed hard, "Brother, are you about to become an immortal?"
Shen Yuan rolled his eyes, "Is becoming an immortal that easy?"
"Even with my stat-adding, I haven't gathered enough points yet!"
Shen Yuan smiled and ruffled Chu Yiyi's hair, "Don't worry, Yiyi!"
"When I become an immortal in the future..."
"I will definitely not forget you!"
"I'll be flying comfortably in the sky, while you run on the ground, chasing after me with your short little legs."
Shen Yuan was incomparably gentle.
Chu Yiyi: ㄟ( ▔ , ▔ )ㄏ
You're already an immortal, and you still want me to chase you with my short little legs?
No, wait, I don't have short legs, I have long legs! Supermodel-level long legs!
Shen Yuan ruffled Chu Yiyi's hair again, "And that bastard Chu Yang, doesn't he visit you often?"
"Damn it, how did he not notice that your luck was stolen?"
Shen Yuan cursed angrily.
Yang Zi, have you become obsessed with gaining villain points or what?