She Dominates the Immortal Realm with Her HP Bar

Unable to resist Yan Gan's persistent coaxing and also driven by her own curiosity about the academy, Yan Luoyue eventually agreed to his request.

So, early the next morning, while Yan Yu was still cooking in the kitchen, the two siblings exchanged a glance.

In the next second, Yan Luoyue transformed into a coin-sized, adorable Q-version turtle and was tucked into Yan Gan's sleeve, successfully sneaking out.

When Yan Yu, muttering, "Why did you leave so early? You haven't had breakfast yet," came out of the kitchen, she realized that not only was her younger brother gone, but her little sister was missing too.

Yan Yu: "..."

Only a lonely note was left on the table. Yan Yu walked over, picked it up, and after reading a couple of lines, she couldn't help but laugh in exasperation.

The content of the note Yan Gan left was truly candid.

"Dear Sister Yu,

Little sister misses me, and I miss her too, so I decided to take her with me. Don't worry, Sister Yu, once we arrive at the academy, we will both think of you together.

From your brother, Yan Gan, and your sister, Yan Luoyue."

Perhaps out of a sense of sharing both fortune and misfortune, Yan Gan not only signed on behalf of Yan Luoyue but also dipped her little paw in ink and stamped a small paw print on the note.

Yan Yu: "..."

Wow, children who have been educated are indeed extraordinary.

After just one day at the academy, he has already learned to share the blame with his one-year-old sister!

...

On the other hand, Yan Luoyue, who had successfully stowed away, slowly crawled out of Yan Gan's sleeve.

She transformed back into her girl form, landing on the ground, and raised her ink-stained little hand to high-five Yan Gan, who had crouched down to her level.

"You must be hungry since you didn't have breakfast, right?" Yan Gan rummaged through his sleeve and pulled out a package wrapped in oil paper containing grilled yellow croaker. "It might be a bit cold, but eat up."

Seeing Yan Luoyue struggling to tiptoe, her chubby little arm waving a piece of fish trying to bring it to her mouth, Yan Gan chuckled and pushed her wrist aside, then pulled out two or three roasted taro from his other sleeve.

"Don't worry, your brother has more here."

The two shared the fish and taro on their way, and after this hearty meal, the atmosphere between them was warm and brotherly.

However, about a hundred steps away from the academy, the runaway siblings encountered a hiccup.

Yan Gan widened his eyes: "Didn't we agree yesterday that you would bite the strap of my bag to get in?

Luoyue, you can't go back on your word now."

Yan Luoyue stubbornly shook her head: "No, I won't bite."

What a joke, when she transforms into a turtle, she's only the size of a coin. Yan Gan could easily tuck her anywhere to sneak her in, so why should she play the part of a bag accessory?

Most importantly, relying on her bite strength to dangle from the bag strap? That's way too hard on her teeth.

This world doesn't have a bicycle-carrying competition with teeth, so there's no use for Yan Luoyue to develop such a skill.

Yan Gan crouched down to her level, softening his tone: "Don't worry, the bag is brand new, and I cleaned it again yesterday. It's not dirty."

Yan Luoyue crossed her arms, firmly rejecting the idea.

"..." Yan Gan thought for a moment, then deliberately frowned to scare her, "Aren't you afraid I'll leave you here and you won't find your way home?"

Yan Luoyue tilted her head leisurely:

"Ten zhang away is the academy. I'll go in and report to the teachers that my brother took me away early in the morning and then lost me."

Yan Gan: "..."

Alright, little ancestor, I can't mess with you.

The previously harmonious sibling duo was instantly disbanded, and the new dynamic was simply one of resignation and amusement.

With Yan Luoyue's firm stance, Yan Gan had no choice but to compromise.

He sadly furrowed his brows, and the image he had imagined of a cute little turtle acting as his bag accessory silently vanished.

As the saying goes: Every time a Yan Luoyue turns into a turtle and crawls into a bag, a Yan Gan loses a pre-booked bag accessory.

Just as Yan Luoyue had settled into a spot in the bag, a teacher from the academy passed by nearby.

The guilty Yan Gan immediately stiffened, cleared his throat, straightened his face, and walked on as if nothing had happened.

As he passed by the teacher in the moon-white robe, Yan Gan distinctly felt the teacher's gaze linger thoughtfully on his bag from behind.

"..."

"It's over, it's over, we must have been discovered." As soon as he turned the corner of the corridor, Yan Gan muttered softly to the bag.

Inside the bag, Yan Luoyue helplessly spread her paws.

See, he wanted her to be a bag accessory just now.

If she had listened to Yan Gan and bitten the bag strap, their secret would have been exposed at a glance, and she would have been caught red-handed by the teacher as evidence.

Yan Luoyue whispered a reminder:

"If the teacher didn't catch you, he probably doesn't want to get involved. Hurry, let's go in."

"You're right." Yan Gan rallied, "Even if we get caught, I have to let my sister see what the academy looks like!"

Clunk, clunk, clunk, at a speed completely inconsistent with the usual image of turtles, Yan Gan sprinted off!

He dashed forward, the wind from his movement brushing past the robes of other students in the corridor.

Behind Yan Gan, someone whispered, "Running so well, he must be from the antelope family."

"No," someone who knew Yan Gan murmured, staring at his retreating figure, "You won't believe it, but he's actually a turtle!"

Yan Luoyue, hiding in the drawer of Yan Gan's desk, attentively listened to two classes.

Over the past six months, Yan Luoyue had been practicing on her own, figuring out any problems by herself.

She had also asked Yan Yu and Yan Gan for advice on her cultivation issues. Unfortunately, one was more of a slacker, and the other's answers were too abstract.

Yan Gan, well, he could manage his own cultivation, and that was about it.

Although Yan Gan was usually very articulate, when it came to explaining problems, he would immediately become mute.

As for Yan Yu... well, Yan Luoyue could only say that Yan Yu was a very typical turtle.

Because Yan Yu's attitude towards cultivation problems was always like this:

"It's okay, just keep the problem in your heart, and one day you'll figure it out."

"What if I can't figure it out? You're joking, there's no way you won't figure it out."

"As long as you live long enough, you can solve any problem."

Yan Luoyue: "..."

Now, hiding in the drawer and listening to the teacher's lecture outside, Yan Luoyue felt as if she had been enlightened.

Since Yan Gan had just enrolled, he was placed in the Zhen class of the Yuan, Heng, Li, Zhen system.

For students at this level, the teacher wouldn't teach any advanced techniques, just some auxiliary cultivation skills.

And these lessons perfectly matched Yan Luoyue's current cultivation progress.

After listening to a few classes, Yan Luoyue was utterly captivated.

In contrast, Yan Gan kept opening the drawer to change brushes, then to pat Yan Luoyue's shell, and then to switch from ink to cinnabar. He was truly busy.

Yan Luoyue covered her face with her paw.

She thought,

This must be what they mean by 'a poor student has many stationery items.'

By the time the third class ended, Yan Gan went to the restroom.

Naturally, it wasn't convenient to take Yan Luoyue with him, so he bent down and whispered a few words to her in the drawer, instructing her to stay hidden, not to transform back into human form, and not to cause any trouble, before hurrying off.

Initially, Yan Luoyue stayed perfectly still, curled up in Yan Gan's drawer as instructed.

But just as Yan Gan left, a group of students gathered around his desk, and without any warning, they yanked open his drawer!

...

Among the four or five students, the leader was named Sang Ji, whose true form was a black caiman.

Yesterday was Yan Gan's first day at the academy, and they hadn't yet figured out the background of this new student, so they hadn't acted.

Now, they knew that the new student was from the turtle family, and among the Yuan, Heng, and Li classes, there weren't many turtle students.

In other words, Yan Gan had no one above to back him up.

Therefore, these senior students should seize this opportunity to show off their skills in front of the new student.

"Brother Ji, this morning, Yan Gan kept looking into his desk. There must be something inside."

"Um." Sang Ji responded, then slowly nodded towards Yan Gan's desk.

One of the lackeys immediately understood.

He stepped forward abruptly, yanking open Yan Gan's drawer and rummaging through it hastily. His attendant let out a surprised exclamation.

"Brother Ji, look at this!" the attendant exclaimed, wide-eyed. "Yan Gan has some nerve—he brought a baby tortoise from the clan!"

Sang Ji took two steps forward, glanced down, and broke into an amused smile.

"Well, well, bringing a baby to school? He really knows how to stir things up. Truly one of us... Ahem, I mean, I wonder what he was thinking."

Just then, a voice came from behind them.

"—What are you all doing around my desk?"

In a flash, as soon as Yan Gan uttered the first word, Sang Ji decisively reached into the drawer.

With a nimble motion, he avoided Yan Luoyue's snapping jaws and plucked the coin-sized turtle between his fingers.

Giving Yan Luoyue's shell a light flick, Sang Ji smirked and waved a thumb in front of her face, teasing,

"Little turtle, you might not know this, but when it comes to biting, we crocodiles are the real deal."

Yan Gan's expression turned icy. "Let go of my sister."

Sang Ji's eyes widened in realization. "Oh, I see now. No wonder the family wasn't keeping a closer eye on such a young one—she's your sister. Tsk tsk, she's so tiny, hasn't even learned to shapeshift yet, has she? You really have the guts to bring her out like this. Typical of the tortoise clan, always so carefree, relying on your long lifespans to do as you please."

Yan Gan stepped forward, his face devoid of its usual cheerful demeanor, a stark contrast to his usual talkative, sunny self.

"I said, let go of my sister!"

The attendants chimed in, their voices overlapping: "How dare you talk to Brother Ji like that!"

"Yeah, we know you're new here, but you can't just throw manners out the window."

"Whatever you want, I'll deal with it," Yan Gan said tightly. "But first, let go of my sister."

Sang Ji glanced at Yan Gan, then at the tiny turtle pinched between his fingers, and a mischievous glint appeared in his eyes.

He shook his head, then suddenly flicked his wrist, sending the little turtle soaring into the air!

The sensation of weightlessness washed over Yan Luoyue, and as the unwilling participant in this impromptu flight, her mind was flooded with expletives.

The only reason she hadn't shapeshifted earlier, while Sang Ji was holding her, was because she was worried that his two fingers wouldn't be able to support her weight in human form, and she might end up getting dropped.

In public, she couldn't just casually take a healing pill to restore her health, as the effects might alarm those around her.

So, when she was outside, every drop of Yan Luoyue's health was precious.

Of course, her decision to stay still was also influenced by the stereotype that, as a member of the tortoise clan, she should mature faster than humans.

Having been immersed in the tortoise clan's leisurely pace of life for so long, Yan Luoyue had subconsciously assumed that even boys playing games like "I'm your boss" or "I'm your dad" would know the limits of roughhousing.

But these thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boys were far more reckless than she had anticipated.

Knowing full well that this was someone else's sister, they still dared to toss a baby tortoise into the air?

Yan Luoyue wasn't about to gamble on Sang Ji's ability to catch her.

This time, as soon as she landed in Sang Ji's palm, before he could toss her again, she quickly shifted into her human form.

Sang Ji's eyes widened. "Whoa, she's heavy!"

Yan Luoyue's response had completely caught him off guard.

He hadn't expected such a tiny turtle to already know how to shapeshift.

Caught unprepared, the sudden increase in weight caused his hand to dip downward.

Watching the delicate, doll-like girl plummet toward the ground, Sang Ji's expression flickered with panic. Instinctively, he reached out, making several frantic attempts to catch her.

Only when Yan Luoyue landed safely did Sang Ji let out a subtle sigh of relief, straightening up and putting on a nonchalant expression.

Sang Ji chuckled. "Alright, fine, I'll let her go. This little girl has nothing to do with it anyway. The rules of Zhen Class are simple: pick one of my brothers here, fight him, and if you win, you earn the right to challenge me."

With a smirk that oozed mischief, Sang Ji narrowed his eyes and gave Yan Gan a predatory look, as if sizing up prey from the top of the food chain.

"Of course, if you manage to beat me, I'll hand over the title of Zhen Class leader to you."

As he spoke, Sang Ji faintly sensed that the little creature he had just caught seemed to be lunging toward his leg, as if trying to intervene.

Without a second thought, he reflexively nudged Yan Luoyue aside with his foot.

What happened next was something Sang Ji could never have anticipated in his wildest dreams.

He never would have guessed that while Yan Gan seemed like a capable fighter, his sister would turn out to be so fragile and helpless.

All he did was give her a light shove with his foot, but not only did the little girl end up sitting on the ground with a thud, her hairpin went flying too.

Yan Luoyue sat on the ground, dazed.

Looking up, she was shocked to realize that, from start to finish, this series of events—being tossed into the air, nudged with a foot, and then landing on her bottom—had cost her a full 5 points of health.

Considering her hairpin had been knocked loose, those 5 points amounted to half of Yan Luoyue's total health.

Yan Luoyue: "..."

Yan Luoyue was speechless.

But... since her health had already taken a hit, she might as well make the most of it.

Her eyes darted around as she made up her mind.

Hearing something amiss, Sang Ji glanced down in surprise.

Then, to his astonishment, he saw the petite, adorable girl boldly extend her hand and point at him twice.

The little girl mouthed each word deliberately: "You. Are. In. Trouble."

With that, before Sang Ji could react, Yan Luoyue flopped onto the ground, her head lolling to the side. In an instant, her face turned as pale as paper, looking for all the world like she was on the verge of kicking the bucket!

Sang Ji: "..."

Sang Ji: "!!!"

This was a straight-up scam!

What the hell, she just flopped down right in front of him, really going all out with the act!!