Chapter 9: The Senior Sister is Mine, and So Is the Junior Sister

The twenty-four forms of Taiji were quite similar to what he had known in his previous life.

Starting from the opening posture, “Parting the Wild Horse’s Mane” on both sides… all the way to “Cross Hands” and the closing posture.

Although the names remained the same, the movements had subtle differences.

The points of force exertion were also completely different.

From the opening posture onward, the Star Qi and Power Runes within his body stirred simultaneously.

Waves of power converged in his hands, ready to erupt in an instant.

Jiang Changkong practiced Taiji Fist slowly, as if he had done it countless times before.

Extremely slow, supremely gentle.

All the power in his body gathered within his hands, waiting for the moment to burst forth.

In the Tai Chi Fist Scripture, gentleness could deflect force, using minimal effort to overcome great strength.

When hardness dominated, it could kill an enemy in an instant.

As he practiced, a faint, flickering Taiji Diagram appeared on his hands.

It was faint, yet real.

Within this Taiji Diagram lay deeply concealed power.

Unfortunately, there was nothing in the small courtyard to test it on, or he would have liked to try out his strength.

After completing a set of Taiji Fist, the power within his body remained deeply hidden, not revealing the slightest trace.

His qi and blood calmed, unlike before, when his yang energy was so obvious others could see it at a glance.

Glancing at the sky, it was already afternoon.

He still had to work at the clinic, so he tidied up and headed there.

“Darling, when are you coming back? I miss you a little.”

“Still a few more days.”

As soon as he stepped into the clinic, he saw Ji Ziling holding her phone, her face flushed.

Jiang Changkong: “…”

Bad timing.

“You…”

Ji Ziling quickly turned off her phone, her expression slightly displeased: “Didn’t you say you were going to see the Star Demon hunt? Why are you here today?”

“I already saw it. After all, I’m part of the clinic,” Jiang Changkong said, feeling somewhat uneasy, his gaze shifting to the side. “Don’t worry, I didn’t hear anything.”

“It’s fine if you heard. It’s not some secret anyway,” Ji Ziling said indifferently.

Well, everyone at the Martial Arts School knew.

Jiang Changkong sat down in a chair, thinking about how to block the entrance to the Simulation College Entrance Exam.

The Star Demons were gone now. If he wanted to obtain Essence, he would have to find another way.

Ji Ziling suddenly stood up, staring at him: “Your strength?”

Jiang Changkong nodded slightly. “Improved a little.”

Ji Ziling didn’t speak, her face showing a thoughtful expression. After a moment, a hint of realization appeared:

“I see. You must have absorbed a Star Stone. Not bad. You’ll definitely get into the Martial Arts School steadily from now on.”

Jiang Changkong smiled but didn’t explain.

Practicing Taiji Fist had allowed his qi and blood to become internalized, no longer as overtly yang as before.

So, in Ji Ziling’s eyes, he had only improved slightly.

If he were to fight or if someone carefully observed his Star Qi, they would notice something unusual.

As if thinking of something, Ji Ziling turned the computer toward Jiang Changkong: “Little Changkong, come here.”

“What is it?” Jiang Changkong asked, puzzled, dragging his chair over.

On the computer screen, a webpage popped up, filled with photos of young men.

Ji Ziling looked at him excitedly: “Pick a senior.”

Jiang Changkong: “…”

I… want a senior sister. What should I do?

As if reading his mind, Ji Ziling’s expression turned unfriendly: “Senior sisters are mine, and junior sisters are mine too!”

“Can I only choose a senior brother?”

Jiang Changkong’s lips twitched. I haven’t even enrolled yet, and the senior sisters are already taken?

“Yes,” Ji Ziling nodded emphatically.

“I want a senior sister, not a senior brother,” Jiang Changkong pouted.

Even though he couldn’t beat Ji Ziling, he wasn’t afraid.

Ji Ziling wasn’t a bad person. After spending these days together, their relationship was quite good.

Ji Ziling frowned deeply, staring intently at him: “Are we friends or not? Do you value loyalty? How can you compete with me for the senior sister?”

“You go for the one you like, I’ll go for the one I like.”

Jiang Changkong shrugged: “That doesn’t conflict. You can’t possibly be interested in all the female students, can you?”

Ji Ziling: “I’m quite broad-minded in my affections.”

Jiang Changkong was displeased: “That’s not right. I value loyalty, but you don’t? Between siblings…”

“Watch your words—we’re brothers!”

“Alright, between brothers, shouldn’t we show some consideration? Let’s each take a step back.”

“That makes some sense. Fine, I’ll take the ones with bigger chests, and you can pick from the smaller ones.”

Jiang Changkong: “”

He was at a loss for words.

Ji Ziling actually pulled up a bunch of photos of girls, each annotated with their bust measurements.

The largest was a B.

That’s going too far!

“You just want to pick from the bigger ones, don’t you?” Ji Ziling’s expression darkened.

Jiang Changkong fell silent, realizing for the first time that she was a bit of a female rogue.

“I knew it—your taste is the same as mine.”

A faint smile appeared on Ji Ziling’s face.

“??”

Jiang Changkong was utterly confused.

Ji Ziling opened a drawer, carefully took out a book, wiped it meticulously, and placed it between them: “How about you tailor-make one yourself?”

“…The Sunflower Manual?”

This book was none other than the legendary self-castration scripture.

“Exactly. I went through a lot of trouble to get my hands on this.”

A peculiar blush spread across Ji Ziling’s face: “Master it, and you’ll have a chance to start anew.”

Start anew? What kind of nonsense is that?

Tailor-make?

Wait, the Sunflower Manual doesn’t have that kind of ability!

“Can this cultivate Star Qi?” Jiang Changkong asked.

“Of course. After so many years of development, many ancient martial arts have been adapted with cultivation pathways.”

Ji Ziling said matter-of-factly.

“What about basic martial arts then?” Jiang Changkong wondered. “Like Iron Shirt, Taiji Fist, and such.”

“They exist, but they’re not particularly advanced. Even if you practice them, they won’t hold up against Star Demons.”

Ji Ziling shook her head. “Star Demons have incredibly strong physiques and sharp claws. At peak stellar qi, you might barely manage to break their defenses…”

Star Demons’ bodies are tough, and their claws are sharp enough to easily tear through Martial Artists using Star Qi.

As for Iron Shirt, how long would you have to train before it could withstand a Star Demon?

And Taiji Fist? You probably wouldn’t even get close before their Star Power attacks hit you.

Besides, those sharp claws are comparable to the weapons of Star Qi Martial Artists—impossible to block.

Take Jiang Changkong, for example. Even though he’s upgraded to the Tai Chi Fist Scripture, it’s still close combat.

How could he deal with Star Demons?

The Sunflower Manual is different—it emphasizes speed, hidden weapons, and has immense lethality.

“If you want to practice fist and foot techniques, wait until you’re stronger.”

Ji Ziling advised: “Right now, you need weapons to handle Star Demons. Once you’re powerful enough, you can pursue your interests.”

“I was just asking out of curiosity,” Jiang Changkong explained.

Although Ji Ziling made a valid point, he believed he could manage.

His Bronze Skin Iron Bone Technique had already reached perfection. While he couldn’t claim to withstand peak stellar qi, he was absolutely confident against late-stage stellar qi.

“Don’t try to change the subject. Hurry up and pick a smaller one, and I’ll help you get in touch later,” Ji Ziling said seriously.

Jiang Changkong rubbed his temples: “As brothers, if you’re giving me the smaller ones, shouldn’t you compensate me somehow?”

“You still dare to ask for benefits?” Ji Ziling’s expression turned cold.

“Good brothers should talk things out properly.”

Jiang Changkong quickly explained, “I’m just preparing to join the school. I want to enter and learn some basic knowledge.

Look, I don’t even understand what a Star Demon is yet.”

“Is that all? Then pick a small one first.” Ji Ziling pointed at the computer.

“If I can enter the school early to study, I’ll leave everything to Brother Ji to decide.” Jiang Changkong sold out his own happiness.

A smile appeared on Ji Ziling’s face, her chest trembling as she patted it. “Good brother, I’ll pick a relatively larger one for you. Later, I’ll go get you a temporary student ID. Starting tomorrow, you can go to the school as you please.”

Jiang Changkong was a bit stunned. Was it really settled just like that?

But the price he paid was a bit high.

His senior sister… sigh.