Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 470 What to do when your genius senior brother is determined to die? (36)

"Senior brother, did you miss me?"

As soon as his father left, Zhao Zhao affectionately threw himself at Si Yi. Si Yi casually held up a finger and pressed it against his forehead, saying, "Were you just demonstrating the Spring Treading Sword Technique that I taught you?"

Zhao Zhao nodded, and Si Yi smiled and said, "I saw it, it's really ugly."

"The Spring Treading Sword Technique emphasizes lightness, speed, and stability when the sword is swung out and retracted, but Zhao Zhao, all I see in your sword is clumsiness."

He couldn't resist being sarcastic, chuckled, and ruffled Zhao Zhao's hair. Before he got angry, he whispered, "I'll teach you one more time. Pay close attention."

Si Yi truly lived up to his title as the Sword Master of the Sword Sect. When practicing his sword, his white robes fluttered gracefully, and every move he made seemed to step out of a painting, making him a delight to behold.

"So handsome!"

Zhao Zhao exclaimed in surprise, realizing that she had actually taken the sword technique seriously in order to show off her skills.

So, two tall, white-clad figures earnestly taught sword techniques under the giant tree. One was patient, and the other was focused, creating a serene scene.

Afterwards, Zhao Zhao studied swordsmanship with Si Yi for a few more days. After mastering the Spring Stepping Sword Technique, Si Yi went into seclusion again.

Without anyone to supervise him, Zhao Zhao returned to his idle routine of walking the cat and playing with the dog, and his father started to "dislike" him again.

"Rebellious son!!!"

As usual, Ruijing Palace let out a roar at the appointed time, and Mu Yu's furious voice echoed through the sky: "Xiao Chen is a high-level spirit cat, my spirit beast! You actually used him to fight ordinary dogs! You...you're utterly absurd!!!"

Zhao Zhao's outrageous acts always shattered Mu Yu's worldview. Enraged, he grabbed a whip and was about to lash Zhao Zhao, who was kneeling on the mat, defiant.

Seeing this, Lin Chen, who was kneeling beside him admitting his mistake, quickly grabbed Mu Yu's leg to stop him: "Master, I am playing with the little master willingly, you can't hit him!"

"What?!" Mu Yu exclaimed incredulously.

"Yes, I volunteered!" Lin Chen shouted, going all out.

Zhao Zhao's eyes lit up, and she gave Lin Chen a thumbs up: "You really are my good Chen, I haven't spoiled you for nothing."

He turned to his father and said arrogantly, "Old man, did you hear that? Chen is happy with it, so don't make a fuss."

Mu Yu almost gave him another lash, saying, "This is utterly absurd! A high-level spirit beast fighting with a dog! If this happens again, everyone will get a lash!"

He snorted and turned to leave.

Zhao Zhao looked at the well-behaved Lin Chen and smiled: "Chen, you're so nice."

Lin Chen said helplessly, "This is the last time I'll speak up for you."

Zhao Zhao didn't take it seriously; after all, Lin Chen had a sharp tongue but a soft heart.

Bored and with his father forbidding him from playing with Lin Chen, Zhao Zhao lay in bed and suddenly remembered Si Yi, whom he hadn't heard from in half a month, and felt something was wrong.

He got up and hurried towards the Yongxi Palace.

Yongxi Palace remained quiet and deserted. Zhao Zhao searched around but couldn't sense any living presence. He searched all the way and unknowingly arrived at the backyard.

Here, I finally saw that familiar, tall, white figure slowly walking towards the pool.

Zhao Zhao didn't think much of it at first, but when he saw the pool water was up to his chest, and Si Yi still didn't react, something flashed through his mind and he shouted, "Senior Brother!"

Si Yi didn't stop walking and submerged herself in the water. Although cultivators wouldn't drown, given Si Yi's condition, who knew what might happen?

Zhao Zhao didn't dare to delay and immediately jumped into the water to pull Si Yi out.

Si Yi was unconscious, and her body was ice-cold.

At this moment, he seemed like a mortal who had lost all his magic and was in a daze.

He brought Si Yi back to his palace, used the magic he had taught him to dry his clothes, and then tucked them into the quilt.

Zhao Zhao sat by Si Yi's bedside, resting her chin on her hand. She looked at the pale and weak Si Yi and recalled Si Yi's condition when she fought against the Yin Yang Qilin in the Illusionary Netherworld. She couldn't help but have doubts.

Could he be controlled by something again?

Si Yi is unconscious right now; you can check his eyeballs.

"What are you looking at?"

Zhao Zhao's mind was a little blank, and she said casually.

Check if it's the crimson red you imagined.

Crimson eyes are a characteristic of demons, and he had long suspected that Si Yi was a demon.

He hesitated for a moment, then slowly climbed onto Si Yi's bed. Just as he was about to lift Si Yi's eyelids, the unconscious person in front of him suddenly opened her dark eyes and stared straight at him.

"what are you up to?"

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