150: He's standing there, I just need to smile, unlike you (4k)

To be honest, I didn't want to teach you, but unfortunately, Your Highness, as the Divine Son and my Disciple, personally requested it, and I couldn't refuse.

So, first, I hope you understand one thing: you are not standing here because you have 'Aptitude.'

Jun Zizhuo spoke, already being very tactful.

He wasn't trying to suppress Jun Siyu; he didn't care about her white hair or her identity. He simply wanted the little girl in front of him to realize that she was not qualified to be here.

This was extremely important.

The fact that he could be Jun Lingxiao's teacher showed that he was very capable at teaching others. He had many Disciples under him, but those were all one-in-ten-thousand Geniuses, or one-in-hundreds-of-thousands Dao candidate Prodigies.

And her, in front of him.

Completely different.

"You taught Big Brother too?"

"Why don't you want to teach me? I can do it too! You just made me hold this sword once and you already know I have no Aptitude..."

Jun Siyu pouted, somewhat unconvinced, and at the same time, she realized that this uncle in front of her also discriminated against her!

Otherwise, why wouldn't he want to teach her?

Jun Zizhuo immediately saw through Jun Siyu's thoughts. He chuckled and sat down, his gaze falling on the sword she had dropped at her feet.

"No, you don't."

He asserted directly, then looked into her eyes and continued, "Holding a sword isn't about your posture, because that varies with each person's habits. How one holds a sword to suit oneself is incredibly diverse."

"But! The feet are the same. Your steps are unsteady and weak, and your lower back isn't always in a combat-ready stance. In other words, you hold a sword with your normal walking posture. From this, it's clear that you don't have 'Aptitude.'"

"I can't make a definitive statement about other areas, but I can tell you very directly that you have no Aptitude in the Dao of the Sword, and you are the worst I have ever taught, whether it's innate talent or Acquired comprehension."

Jun Siyu was about to retort when she heard this, but the next moment, Jun Zizhuo forcefully cut her off.

"Are you going to say that you haven't Cultivated before, so how would you know about stances and the like?"

"Let's take your brother as an example. He was even younger than you at the time. What do you think he was like when he came here?" As he spoke, Jun Zizhuo's eyes became hazy, as if he had returned to that time. He even stood up and moved to the spot next to Jun Siyu, standing firm, his hand reaching out as if a child stood opposite him.

His tone was filled with shock and nostalgia.

"Even now, I can't forget the first time I saw him. He was so young, yet his steps were solid and powerful, and his eyes were full of determination. How can I describe that look... Hmm... It was a look that said he would die if he didn't learn something! He came with such a resolve."

"So at that time, I thought to myself, this child will definitely, definitely be the strongest of all my Disciples. I was so sure."

"I don't know what kind of mindset you came with, but I don't see that kind of determination in your eyes. Hmm... Let me guess..."

"Are you thinking of just learning for fun, giving up if it doesn't work out, or perhaps, Cultivating isn't your goal at all; you want to use Cultivation to integrate into the Jun Family?"

Jun Zizhuo had responsibly obtained Jun Siyu's information, so he had a certain understanding of her.

After he spoke these words, Jun Siyu's expression froze. There was no need for further explanation; he had guessed correctly.

Her purpose for wanting to Cultivate was indeed not simple. She wanted to be closer to her brother, and she wanted to meet more people. But at the same time, she didn't understand what was wrong with that.

Born into a small Family of three, she had no anxiety about power. In her view, Cultivation was just another form of game, a game for interacting with others.

Jun Zizhuo understood this, which was why he was so sharp. When he saw no change in Jun Siyu's eyes, he finally roared!

"Jun Siyu!"

He loudly called out her name, making her body tremble, before continuing, "If you want to Cultivate, you must show resolve! This is the Jun Family. If you are too weak, you will only be eliminated! People can die!"

"Moreover! Your brother is Jun Lingxiao! The leader of the Jun Family. I don't want to say anything about thinking for his sake, but you should also think carefully. If you go out with him, others will see him as impeccable from head to toe, and attacks that would have been useless against him will fall on you. While you suffer malice, you will also become his weakness."

"Of course, you can also hide at home all the time, but look, look at the way people around you look at you. Do you want people to keep looking at you like that? You must gain power to make others look up to you, to make others revere you!"

"There are no good-for-nothings in the Jun Family, not a single one."

"Why you Cultivate, this is very important."

After Jun Zizhuo's angry roar, Jun Siyu suddenly woke up. Oh right, this was not her home, but the Jun Family.

'Being too weak can lead to death...' This sentence kept echoing in her mind, lingering.

But his final question, Jun Siyu truly couldn't answer.

"To fit in here?"

She said.

Jun Zizhuo shook his head in disappointment. Evidently, he was not satisfied with this answer, or perhaps he saw the confusion in her eyes.

"To not be a burden to Big Brother?"

She said again, but unfortunately, Jun Zizhuo still shook his head.

Jun Siyu ultimately couldn't answer the question, but Jun Zizhuo still began to guide her in Cultivation.

At least her eyes looked a bit more pleasing; they were eyes that wanted to learn. Perhaps she also realized that being too weak would be a burden to Jun Lingxiao? Or for some other reason? Jun Zizhuo didn't know.

However, the good thing was that her attitude changed a lot after learning that Jun Zizhuo had also taught Jun Lingxiao. She started calling him 'Teacher.'

She even had a hint of resolve?

"Teacher, come on! Teach me the same way you taught Big Brother!" When she said this, she even bowed properly, very sincerely.

But Jun Zizhuo laughed, looking at her with a strange expression: "Are you sure?"

"Sure! Come on! No matter what hardships, I will endure them!"

'To not be a burden to Big Brother!'

She whispered this in her heart, and her eyes became much more resolute, finally gaining a goal.

Just as she was full of enthusiasm, waiting for the arduous training that would come next, she didn't expect Jun Zizhuo to nod, then turn around and walk directly into the house. To Jun Siyu's bewildered gaze, he carried out a... lounge chair?

Then, he plopped down on it, comfortably lay back, and then glanced at her sideways, saying:

"Begin."

Begin? Begin what?

Jun Siyu was full of confusion, but the next moment, she seemed to suddenly remember something and froze in place.

Jun Zizhuo saw what she was thinking, so he spread his hands wide and looked at her seriously, saying, "Yes, you guessed correctly."

"Your brother, Jun Lingxiao, who is His Highness the Divine Son. You might not fully understand the concept of a Divine Son. Only one Dao Son can be chosen from hundreds of thousands of people, and ten Dao Sons combined can produce one Divine Son. And your brother, Jun Lingxiao, was born a Divine Son. He possesses such Aptitude and ability."

"In case you don't know, I'll add this: anyone from the Jun Family, even from a collateral branch, would be considered a top-tier Genius and Prodigy in the Upper Thousand Realms. There are even many Prodigies among them. In other words, it's not just ordinary hundreds of thousands of people, but only one Dao Son can be chosen from hundreds of thousands of Prodigies."

"When teaching others, I pour my heart and soul into it, but His Highness is different. I don't need to do anything. At first, I only needed to demonstrate and guide a bit, but after a while, I only needed to bring out a table and chair, sit here, and watch him. It was a complete enjoyment."

"To teach him, I only need a chair and a smile, nothing more."

"This is the path your brother, Jun Lingxiao, the Divine Son of the Jun Family, walked."

"But you, you cannot."

"You are not qualified to walk the path he walked, not even to look up to it."

After saying these words, Jun Zizhuo shed his playful demeanor. He sat up straight, his expression serious, his hands on his knees, and he leaned slightly, looking directly at her. It was an incredibly earnest expression.

"Jun Siyu, I know these words are a bit harsh. As His Highness's sister, I could naturally flatter and humor you, but... I still hope you understand that you need to know your brother better."

"If anyone else said they wanted me to teach them the way I taught His Highness, I would have slapped them already. This is no joke. Only someone who has never seen His Highness Cultivate would say such a thing, utterly foolish. Anyone who has seen him would understand that he is different. No one can be like him, and no one would want to be like him. What you just said to him is a complete insult..."

"My point is, you can't be so naive. You shouldn't speak carelessly without knowing the full picture, otherwise, with your status, it's easy for people to seize an opportunity."

At this moment, Jun Zizhuo spoke a lot. He naturally felt it was unfair to Jun Lingxiao and also disliked this so-called daughter of a 'mistress,' but... he was still a teacher after all.

From Jun Zizhuo's words, Jun Siyu learned about a completely new Jun Lingxiao. Not just his present self, but everything from his birth until now, going back much further.

His birth, his growth, his actions, and everything he brought to the Jun Family were all laid out before Jun Siyu.

She listened attentively, but her heart grew increasingly desolate.

Especially after learning that the injuries Jun Lingxiao suffered when he was unconscious were actually very, very serious. She had indeed seen her brother looking very tired at the time, but she really hadn't thought about it in that way.

He had walked through the gates of hell, then only slept for a day before getting up to make all sorts of arrangements. And then she, completely oblivious, had pestered him with many questions.

Thinking about it, her heart felt very uncomfortable. Moreover, as she learned more about another aspect of her father, Jun Siyu began to feel angry towards him.

"I'm a thief..."

"How could he do this!"

He, of course, was referring to her father.

Jun Siyu gained a deeper understanding of her own background. She began to feel indignant, but she couldn't immediately curse her father. After stewing for a long time, she could only squeeze out that one sentence.

"Yes, how could he do that? Leaving his wife and child, running off to meet someone else privately, and abandoning such a large Jun Family, throwing everything onto his son. He was away for so many years, without even a single message, and never returned once."

"Why? How could he do that?"

Jun Zizhuo couldn't provide answers to any of this, and neither could Jun Siyu.

But she also knew things that others didn't.

Jun Zizhuo said that some people in the Jun Family speculated that Jun Chengtian had met with some misfortune, or was ambushed, or was fulfilling some mission. These rumors had always existed.

But only Jun Siyu knew that all of this was wrong. Her father, Jun Chengtian, had not met with misfortune, nor was he fulfilling any mission.

Because just three years ago, Jun Chengtian had been holding her hand, with her mother, a Family of three, peacefully and leisurely going to a mountain peak to... watch the sunrise.

Precisely because she knew this, she felt even more guilty.

'I need to do something to make amends...' Jun Siyu secretly vowed.

Thus, her mindset changed. She Cultivated with exceptional diligence and seriousness, making Jun Zizhuo nod in approval, but the hint of disappointment in his eyes never faded.

The gap was too vast... After a whole day of hard work, Jun Siyu only returned to her sleeping quarters in the evening. Jun Lingxiao had managed to steal a moment to visit her once during the day.

Their living arrangements had also changed for the night; the dilapidated room was gone, replaced by a normal Immortal Cave.

Exhausted, she collapsed onto the bed Jun Lingxiao had just tidied. She glanced at Jun Lingxiao, who was reading by candlelight at the table, and almost fell into a deep sleep, but managed to keep her eyes half-open and say:

"Big Brother, call me when you do your morning exercises tomorrow. I'll go with you."

She now had the drive to work hard.

She originally thought there would be no surprises, but Jun Lingxiao sat upright at the table, his back straight, and refused without even turning his head.

"I won't call you."

These words instantly sobered Jun Siyu significantly. She sat up straight, full of questions, and asked, "Why?"

Jun Lingxiao turned another page of his book and replied in a calm tone:

"Cultivating is about the body, but also the mind. If I call you, then it's not you wanting to Cultivate, but me dragging you and forcing you to Cultivate. The meaning is completely different."

"This is also why, looking around, no one beats drums to rush their Disciples to Cultivate. The path of Cultivation is inherently about following one's heart. No one will call you or wait for you. If you truly want to Cultivate, you will naturally rise."

"This itself is a form of Cultivation."

Jun Siyu listened, said "Oh," and then fell silent.

She pondered and considered for a long time, then looked at Jun Lingxiao's back and cautiously asked again:

"Big Brother, are you tired now?"

Her little scheme was clear for all to see.

"If you have something to ask, just ask." He still replied without turning his head.

"Oh~ I just wanted to ask, Big Brother, what made you start Cultivating back then?"

After much deliberation, Jun Siyu finally asked.

She still didn't know why she should Cultivate.

In Jun Siyu's view, her brother came from such a high background! His purpose for Cultivating must be something like revitalizing the Family, strengthening the Family, or contributing to the Family. Asking might give her some inspiration.

"Why Cultivate?"

Jun Lingxiao chuckled when he heard this, as if laughing at why she would ask such a redundant question.

And then Jun Siyu heard an answer that surprised her immensely, even more so than when she had heard about Jun Lingxiao's deeds.

"Naturally, for survival."

He said it so casually.