A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 115: The Demon Elimination Tournament Approaches

Mount Shushan, Silver Sword Peak.

Seeing the contours of Silver Sword Peak, Li Xuanxiao couldn’t help but feel a sense of peace in his heart.

“Where the heart finds peace, there is my home.”

From afar, he already sensed Senior Sister Su Wan’s presence.

Li Xuanxiao immediately turned around and took a detour.

Didn’t feel all that peaceful after all.

Hm? Wait!

Jiang Luoshui is over here too.

Why do those two keep coming to Silver Sword Peak for no reason?

Li Xuanxiao circled all the way to the back mountain and returned to his straw hut from the rear.

Sitting in his chair, he casually waved his hand to clear away the Aphrodisiac Powder lingering in the room.

Then, just as the person in bed was about to reveal their sexy outfit, Li Xuanxiao preemptively covered them with a quilt.

Wrapped the whole thing up and tossed it out the window, then shut it tight in one smooth move.

“Senior Brother~”

Zhao Lu’s little head popped back up at the window, full of grievance.

“Senior Brother, you’re finally back, I missed you so much I could die.”

“Mm.” Li Xuanxiao responded flatly, reining in his presence.

“Senior Brother, I need to tell you something, but promise you won’t get mad.” Zhao Lu said weakly.

Li Xuanxiao’s internal alarm bells rang loud.

What kind of trouble has this girl stirred up now?

After so many years together—pardon the crude metaphor—

When Zhao Lu sticks her butt out, Li Xuanxiao already knows what she’s planning.

Seeing her Senior Brother’s intense gaze, Zhao Lu immediately grew guilty.

“Senior Brother, I’m warning you, don’t get mad!”

“Speak.” Li Xuanxiao said in a low voice.

“My father arranged a marriage for me.”

“Oh? And then?” Li Xuanxiao already had a bad feeling.

“It was already settled. Only after it was confirmed did they ask if I agreed. Of course I didn’t—because my heart already belongs to someone....”

As she said this, Zhao Lu shyly glanced at Li Xuanxiao.

Li Xuanxiao ignored the look. “And then?”

“Then my father sent someone to break off the engagement.”

That’s it?

So quick to arrange, then quick to break it off?

How selfish can your father be!!

As a transmigrator, doesn’t he have tomato novels on his phone or what?

“Who was the other party?”

“A prince of Great Sui.”

Li Xuanxiao’s eyes narrowed slightly.

A prince of Great Sui?

A Daxia princess and a Great Sui prince.

This was a political marriage between two nations.

How did that old emperor handle it so recklessly?

Li Xuanxiao was suspicious.

After further investigation, he learned that the Great Sui delegation had gone to Daxia three months ago to finalize the marriage.

Then the old emperor had someone inform Zhao Lu. Zhao Lu refused upon hearing the news.

Without a word, the emperor sent the delegation back to cancel the marriage.

The whole incident blew up.

Tabloids and mainstream papers across Central State all reported on it.

They say it was a great humiliation for the Great Sui prince.

Li Xuanxiao was baffled. What was that old emperor thinking?

Did he think he was invincible and just stopped caring?

Something about this whole thing reeks of suspicion.

The Demon Elimination Tournament is almost here.

That Great Sui prince will definitely come to Daxia.

And Zhao Lu, as both a Mount Shushan disciple and a Daxia royal, will also be attending the tournament.

Nothing unexpected will happen... right?

Heh~

Li Xuanxiao suddenly chuckled.

How could I think such a ridiculous thing?

Of course something’s going to happen!!

In this messed up world...

There’s less than half a year left until the tournament.

Though he didn’t know what exactly would happen,

Given that, Little Junior Sister... sorry, you’ll have to suffer for now.

“..........”

Several months later.

The Demon Elimination Tournament was just around the corner.

The Daxia Imperial Palace sent a delegation to escort Zhao Lu.

But upon arriving at Mount Shushan, they learned Zhao Lu was sick.

“Looks like I won’t be able to attend the Demon Elimination Tournament this time.”

Zhao Lu lay on her bed, her voice weak.

The illness had started a month ago.

Her body didn’t feel particularly uncomfortable, just overwhelmingly weak.

Daily activities weren’t hard, but using spiritual energy had become nearly impossible.

Three days ago, as the tournament approached, her condition worsened.

Now she couldn’t even leave her bed, much less use spiritual energy.

“Princess, His Majesty commands that we must take you back, no matter what.”

“I... I’ll return next time to see Father and Mother.” Zhao Lu waved her hand.

“Princess, it’s an imperial order.” The Golden Armor Guards repeated.

Zhao Lu exhaled heavily. “Even if I went back like this, what good would it do? I can’t attend the tournament anyway.”

“Princess... it’s the Empress. The Empress is seriously ill, which is why His Majesty insists we bring you back.”

“What? What happened to my mother?” Zhao Lu grew anxious.

“We don’t know the exact details. Please return and see for yourself.”

“Alright, I’ll go.” Zhao Lu agreed without hesitation.

The Golden Armor Guards quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, a young man walked in holding a bowl of medicine.

“Little Junior Sister, time for your medicine.”

The guards glanced at him but didn’t pay much attention.

“.........”

That old geezer must have something planned.

Li Xuanxiao thought.

The Golden Armor Guards had come with orders—they would take Zhao Lu back to the Daxia Imperial Palace no matter what.

But he still couldn’t guess what scheme the old emperor was plotting.

One thing was certain—it wasn’t anything good.

This time, there’s no way Li Xuanxiao can skip the Demon Elimination Tournament.

First, because it concerns Little Junior Sister’s safety.

Second, offense is the best defense. Rather than stay anxious at Mount Shushan, it’s better to take initiative and probe the emperor’s true intentions.

But this journey would be fraught with danger.

He needed to prepare more thoroughly.

Thinking this, Li Xuanxiao arrived at Tongtian Peak.

Sect Leader Hall.

His master, Daoist Lingxu, was asleep.

Li Xuanxiao walked right in.

There weren’t many people who could enter the Sect Leader Hall without permission.

Li Xuanxiao was one of them.

“Master, this disciple is going to Daxia. The Demon Elimination Tournament is perilous. I fear for my safety. I humbly ask Master for a few life-saving magical artifacts!”

Li Xuanxiao knelt in the hall, his face full of sincerity.

He looked up at his master.

“Master, if you even take one breath, I’ll take that as your consent.”

“Hoo~”

As expected of my good master, treats me like his own son.

Li Xuanxiao thought gratefully.

He immediately stood up and skillfully retrieved the Mount Shushan Sect Leader Sword Command hidden in the secret compartment.

With this command, he could summon Mount Shushan disciples.

Seeing this command was as seeing the Sect Leader himself.

He also took Master’s horsetail whisk.

The whisk contained his master’s Dao principles—crucial for saving his life in an emergency.

Finally, he plucked three strands of his master’s hair—for long-distance voice transmission.

To conveniently report to his master if anything came up.

“Master, your disciple takes his leave.”