After My Senior Brother Awakened as a Cultivation Vessel - Chapter 3

My butt hurt terribly.

Lying facedown on the pillow, I asked Second Senior Brother to rub it for me.

“Are you kidding?”

Second Senior Brother shuddered and leapt ten feet away.

“I wouldn’t dare touch that fellow’s private property.”

“His nose is as sharp as a dog’s. Last time I put a hand on your shoulder, he smelled it on you and made me spar with him for two hours. My hand shook even when I picked up my chopsticks afterward.”

I pressed him to tell me who he meant.

But Second Senior Brother refused.

He left me a jar of ointment and turned to go.

“How stingy.”

Unable to help myself, I muttered,

“If it were Eldest Senior Brother, he’d definitely be happy to rub it for me.”

That was right! Why not ask Eldest Senior Brother?

I chuckled to myself.

As expected of the brains of the Sword Sect. I truly was unbelievably clever.

I acted at once, clutching the ointment as I flew straight to Nine Swords Peak.

This was where Master lived.

Second Senior Brother said that Master had been meditating that night.

After sensing the vast surge of spiritual power, he had rushed over, swiftly subdued Eldest Senior Brother, knocked him unconscious, and taken him away.

“If he’d arrived a moment later, you would’ve been plowed for miles.”

Since no plowing had actually occurred, I assumed Master would not punish him physically.

With the registered disciple’s jade token at my waist, I passed through the barrier with ease.

Master was not there.

After searching everywhere, I finally found Eldest Senior Brother in the ice cavern.

The sight of the Immortal-Binding Rope around his wrists and his disordered robes felt like a savage blow to my heart.

I rushed over to free him.

The clanging chains woke him.

When he saw that it was me, he jerked backward to put distance between us.

“Chang’an?”

“Who allowed you in? Get out!”

“You’re yelling at me?”

My eyes instantly reddened.

“So what if you awakened as a cultivation vessel? Are you going to cut ties with me over it?”

Senior Brother closed his eyes, his long lashes trembling.

Only after a long while did he force the words from his throat.

“That night, I nearly did that to you… I no longer deserve to…”

Nothing but words I did not want to hear.

Anger overwhelmed me.

I sprang forward and knocked him onto the ice bed.

Straddling his lean waist, I seized his chin.

I cut off his guilt with a vicious command.

“You’re not allowed to say that again!”

“You’ll be my good senior brother for the rest of your life!”

“So what if you have a cultivation-vessel constitution? You never actually entered me that night. My ass is still intact! You’re not allowed to apologize for something that never happened!”

I argued completely without reason.

I even threatened several times that if he apologized again, I would kill myself just to show him.

Senior Brother was finally cowed.

After staring at me with a complicated expression for a long time, he nodded.

Satisfied, I let go.

Senior Brother must have been wearing some sort of ritual implement at his waist.

It was digging painfully into my butt.

That finally reminded me why I had come.

I pulled the ointment from my sleeve and stuffed it into his hand.

“Senior Brother, you spanked my butt until it swelled. It hurts.”

“Help me apply the medicine, and I won’t hold it against you anymore. We can forget everything that happened that night.”

I removed my outer robe and obediently lay facedown.

“See how considerate I am?”

Heh-heh.

Not only would this ease Senior Brother’s guilt, it would also benefit my butt.

Only a little genius like me could have come up with something so clever.

But I waited for a long time.

In the silent ice cavern, there was nothing but the increasingly heavy breathing of the man behind me.

The exposed cheeks of my butt grew chilly in the draft.

I sneezed.

Just as I started to turn my head, an outer robe dropped over me.

The crisp scent of soap pods wrapped me from head to toe.

I buried my face in it and inhaled deeply.

Wow.

It smelled wonderful.

It was Senior Brother’s scent.

“Senior Brother, hurry and rub my bu—”

Before I could finish, spiritual power wrapped me up like a silkworm cocoon.

In an instant, robe and all, I went flying out of Nine Swords Peak.

When I landed back on my bed, I clutched my twice-injured butt.

First I stared in disbelief. Then I howled with rage.

Fine. Just fine!

He had spurned all my painstaking kindness!

Gritting my teeth, I swore to punish Senior Brother severely.

He would learn the miserable consequences of rejecting the sect’s universally adored youngest disciple!

Struck by inspiration, I secretly slipped into Senior Brother’s bedroom.

Three days later, I pushed open the door feeling thoroughly refreshed.

I rode my sword to the dining hall.

I had just bitten into a spirit-chicken drumstick when Second Senior Brother sat opposite me with his tray.

He gave me a sidelong glance and opened with,

“You look like a petty villain drunk on victory. Come on, what wicked thing did you do this time?”

“Is it that obvious?”

“Your face is about to split from grinning.”

I hurriedly set down my chopsticks and rubbed my face.

Only after making sure none of the other senior brothers and sisters could see my expression did I lean toward him to complain.

“Eldest Senior Brother refused to rub my butt.”

“So I punished him viciously!”

Second Senior Brother raised a brow, intrigued.

“How viciously?”

I held up my fingers and demonstrated.

“I rolled all over his bed and slept there for three whole days!”

Ever since my coming-of-age ceremony, Senior Brother had developed severe mysophobia overnight.

He no longer allowed me to hold him while we slept as I had in childhood.

He certainly did not let me rest my feet on his waist to keep warm.

“Heh-heh-heh! Eldest Senior Brother’s pillow and bedding are completely marinated in my scent now!”

“Once he leaves seclusion, his mysophobia will flare up. He’ll have to scrub everything himself. Hmph! That’ll wear him out!”

I lifted my chin proudly, waiting for praise.

“Well? Aren’t I clever?”

The corner of Second Senior Brother’s mouth twitched.

He stared at me with an indescribable expression.

“Whether that was punishment or a reward, I’ll be the judge.”

Huh?

Was he questioning my intelligence?

I opened my mouth to argue, but the white jade token at my waist suddenly flashed twice.

That was the signal for an emergency assembly.

There was no time to squabble.

Second Senior Brother and I set down our chicken legs at the same time and flew on our swords toward the training grounds.