My Senior Brother Is Just Too Cautious

[Lighthearted + Slow Growth + Keeping a Low Profile] That year, Lin Xuexi was eight years old when an elder from an immortal cultivation sect took notice of her and brought her back to become his personal disciple.

The elder had only one other disciple besides her: his own son, named Lin Fan.

Lin Xuexi found her senior brother to be astonishingly ordinary. His cultivation had always hovered around the average for the sect's disciples, neither particularly high nor particularly low.

But one day, when powerful enemies invaded the sect, she was gravely wounded fighting them and fell unconscious. Thanks to her special constitution, she managed to regain a little awareness despite her injuries. She sent out a wisp of her soul to observe the battle and saw her utterly ordinary senior brother slapping the enemy faction's genius disciple.

“Honestly, if I hadn't kept my cultivation hidden by two major realms, they'd really have taken me for a pushover today.” In a daze, Lin Xuexi heard Lin Fan mutter, “Now I have to put on a mask and go save my dad and the others, too.”

“...”

That day, the sect was aided by a mysterious powerhouse and successfully defeated its enemies.

When Lin Xuexi had mostly recovered and opened her eyes, she saw Lin Fan lying on a wooden bed, his breathing weak.

“Junior Sister, I was badly injured by one of the enemy's elite disciples. I'm afraid I'll need a while to recuperate, so remember to find me some tonics...”

Lin Xuexi: “...”