Category: On How to Conquer System Fairies and Make Them Your Wives

Chapter 204: No One Leaves Empty-Handed

Wu Xuan Cave.

Lian’er, nestled in her bed, was dreaming sweetly.

She was in Chen Yin’s room, happily munching on a cheesecake, his hand gently stroking her hair.

She loved the feeling of his touch, the gentle pressure of his fingers on her scalp, like a soothing massage.

And he always had the most delicious treats, things she had never tasted before.

As she dreamed, a loud knocking startled her awake.

She rubbed her eyes and stumbled towards the door.

“Who is it? It’s the middle of the night—”

“Grand Witch! Where’s the Grand Witch?!”

Lian’er recognized the frantic voice.

Hu Luo was one of the few remaining loyal disciples of the Wu Xuan Cave.

She opened the door, and Hu Luo said urgently, “We have to find the Grand Witch!”

“What?”

Lian’er was confused.

But before Hu Luo could explain,

A sharp blade pierced through his chest from behind.

Lian’er’s eyes widened in horror.

She felt something warm and wet splatter on her face, a sickening metallic scent filling the air.

Her vision blurred, the room darkening.

Hu Luo’s eyes widened in shock and disbelief, his face contorted in a silent scream.

As blood trickled from his lips, he used his last breath to whisper,

“…Run…”

Lian’er didn’t hear him.

She watched in horror as his body slumped to the ground.

Behind him stood a group of strangers, dressed in unfamiliar uniforms, like disciples of a cultivation sect.

One of them looked at Lian’er and asked, “Are you the caretaker?”

Lian’er didn’t answer.

“If you don’t want to die, cooperate.”

The disciple seemed relaxed. He could sense that this seemingly harmless girl was just a beginner, at the early Gathering Qi Realm.

No threat to him at all.

“Where does your Grand Witch keep her treasures?”

Lian’er remained silent.

“Cat got your tongue?” The disciple frowned and slapped her face roughly. “I’m talking to you—”

The next moment, he screamed in terror and stumbled backward.

A strange purple discoloration, reeking of decay, spread rapidly across his hand and up his arm.

“Ah! What is this?! Help—”

Within seconds, his flesh melted away, his body dissolving into a puddle of goo.

The other disciples, their eyes wide with horror, drew their weapons and surrounded Lian’er.

Lian’er stared at Hu Luo’s body, her brow furrowed in sadness.

“Why… did you kill him?”

No one answered. They just backed away, their eyes wary.

“You’re all bad people!”

Lian’er’s face turned red with anger. She clumsily formed a hand seal, trying to replicate the low-level technique Chen Yin had taught her.

“Bad people!”

A small ball of energy shot out from her hand and exploded harmlessly on the ground, creating a small crater.

The force behind the attack was far greater than that of a Gathering Qi Realm cultivator, but the technique was crude and unrefined, like a child wielding a giant sword.

As the dust settled, the disciples looked at Lian’er, their eyes narrowed.

She was panting, her face flushed, her hair plastered to her forehead with sweat.

“Careful! This Wu Xuan Cave witch must have countless poisonous Gu worms! Don’t get too close!”

“It seems she only knows Gu techniques, not spells. Stay back and observe.”

Lian’er’s eyes filled with tears.

…Bad people.

All of you are bad people.

Don’t bully the people of the Wu Xuan Cave!

She gathered her energy again and launched another attack.

The explosion echoed through the mountains, startling the birds in the forest.

Under the cover of darkness, countless unseen battles raged.

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Inside the secret realm…

“This is the Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma?”

Chen Yin looked at the small, yellow plant with curiosity.

“What’s so special about this thing that an Immortal would wait hundreds of years for it to ripen?”

“The scriptures only offer a vague description of its properties.” The Grand Witch’s eyes were fixed on the Ganoderma. “It’s a divine object, perhaps not even meant for this world. A true immortal herb.”

The masked man gently touched one of the leaves, and the plant trembled slightly.

“But according to the Wu Xuan Ancestor, it’s not ripe yet.”

“What should we do?”

The Grand Witch frowned.

Chen Yin stared at the Ganoderma, a thought suddenly crossing his mind.

“…Grand Witch.”

“Hmm?”

“Want to make a bet?”

The Grand Witch looked at him with surprise.

“If I can make this Ganoderma ripen, you grant me one wish. How about that?”

“Really? Can you really do it?” A flicker of excitement crossed her eyes, quickly replaced by suspicion. “What’s your wish?”

“Let me think…”

Chen Yin imagined a rather… interesting and slightly erotic scene.

Just thinking about it made his blood rush.

“I want you and Nan Xiaoxiang to take a bath together.”

A stunned silence filled the air.

The masked man stood there silently, his gaze fixed on Chen Yin.

The Grand Witch was speechless, then her face flushed crimson.

“What kind of ridiculous request is that?!”

“You and Nan Xiaoxiang seem to be on bad terms.”

Chen Yin said seriously, “I think it would be… interesting to see you two bathe together.”

…Maybe they’ll even start fighting. I love watching girls fight.

The Grand Witch shook her head vehemently. “No way! I’m not taking a bath with that woman!”

“Really?”

Chen Yin teased, “If you didn’t care, why did you go out of your way to provoke her? You’re the Grand Witch. If you don’t like her, just beat her up in the bath. She’s just a mortal, she can’t fight back.”

“You wouldn’t mind if I hurt her? You wouldn’t intervene?”

“Of course I would mind.” Chen Yin blinked innocently. “And I’d love to ‘intervene’.”

The Grand Witch understood his meaning, her cheeks flushing slightly. “You pervert!”

“What can I say? I have a thing for long-legged beauties.”

“Can’t you ask for something else?”

“If you’re willing to wait, that’s fine too.” Chen Yin shrugged. “Maybe the Ganoderma will ripen on its own in a few days.”

The Grand Witch hesitated.

…According to the Wu Xuan Ancestor, the Ganoderma was nourished by the children who participated in the Sacred Child trials.

That was something she couldn’t accept.

If the trials continued, then what was the point of everything she had done?

But without the Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma, Lian’er…

Thinking of the approaching Triennial Day, she gritted her teeth.

It was just a bath with Nan Xiaoxiang.

They were both women. What was the big deal? She could just ignore her and pretend she was alone.

“…Fine.”

The Grand Witch said, her voice firm, “I agree.”

“But don’t get ahead of yourself. If you can’t make the Ganoderma ripen—”

Her words were cut short as her eyes widened in disbelief.

Chen Yin gently channeled his blue spiritual energy into the Ganoderma, and its color instantly shifted from a pale yellow to a deep, vibrant orange.

The small, withered leaf beneath the other three began to grow rapidly.

Within moments, the Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma, now with four healthy leaves, was fully mature, its potent spiritual energy filling the chamber.

“This…”

The Grand Witch was stunned. She quickly tried to infuse it with her own spiritual energy, but nothing happened.

“H-how did you do that?”

“Want to know?” Chen Yin grinned. “It’s probably because of my unique physique. If you want this ability, it’s not impossible.”

“Really?” The Grand Witch’s eyes lit up. “How?”

“Simple. Just leave my genes inside you, and our offspring will definitely—”

Before Chen Yin could finish his sentence, the Grand Witch turned and walked away.

She had no sense of humor. Chen Yin shrugged.

The masked man couldn’t help but sneer. “Perhaps you should refrain from making such vulgar remarks to women.”

“What?” Chen Yin grinned. “Are you jealous that I’m flirting with her?”

The masked man paused, then said calmly, “…I didn’t know you were interested in men as well.”

“If you’re truly interested, I might consider it.”

The masked man, unable to endure his teasing gaze, snorted and walked away.

But as soon as he was out of earshot, he said to his System, his voice filled with a mixture of disgust and confusion, “He’s… he’s actually bisexual? How could he…”

“…Considering his behavior these past few days,” the System couldn’t help but comment, “I think he’s more likely to have recognized you.”

Chapter 203: NTR’d On the Spot

Within the Poison Nightmare Realm.

“Roar!”

A monstrous purple wolf, its fangs bared in a terrifying snarl, its every roar imbued with the essence of the Dao, lunged towards Chen Yin.

The Eternal Light sword shattered into countless shimmering fragments, a rain of ethereal blades descending upon the beast.

The impact was deafening, the surrounding space shattering under the force of their clash, the distorted void their only battlefield.

“I don’t believe you can maintain this level of power indefinitely, boy!”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor’s face was contorted in a grimace.

He couldn’t understand how this young cultivator, even with a Heavenly Dao Fragment, could fight an Immortal on equal footing.

The difference between the Immortal Realm and the realms below was like that between heaven and earth. Only those who had comprehended the Dao could truly be called Immortals.

And this boy’s swordsmanship, its power derived from the very essence of the Sword Dao, was unbelievable.

The Sword Dao was a path to the Great Dao, and only the most exceptional cultivators could comprehend it.

Yet, here it was, wielded by a young man at the peak of Supreme Clarity.

The Wu Xuan Ancestor had heard that Chosen Ones were exceptionally talented, but this was beyond anything he could have imagined.

He wondered what kind of figure this Chen Yin would become in the Upper Realm.

“By the way, I forgot to tell you something.”

Chen Yin’s sword flashed, forcing the purple wolf to retreat with a pained howl. He flicked his wrist casually and said calmly, “You seem to be mistaken about something. I’m not fighting you because of a Heavenly Dao Fragment. I don’t have one.”

“In fact,”

“I’m not even a Chosen One.”

“Impossible!” the Wu Xuan Ancestor roared. “How can you defy the natural order and comprehend the Dao at the Supreme Clarity Realm?!”

Chen Yin had already said it once. He didn’t know the reason.

And he wasn’t going to explain it again.

Thanks to the Wu Xuan Ancestor, he was able to fully unleash the power of his Second Sword, the countless variations and possibilities of its technique becoming clearer with each passing moment.

It was the Ancestor who had made him realize that

Perhaps he had already comprehended the Dao the moment he learned the Three Swords.

But why was his cultivation stuck at the peak of Supreme Clarity, unable to reach even the Grand Clarity Realm? That was beyond his understanding.

He would have to ask Master when he returned.

Chen Yin refocused his attention on the Wu Xuan Ancestor.

…He now had a good understanding of the Second Sword’s power.

At its peak, it was comparable to that of an Immortal.

But it was only enough to match the Wu Xuan Ancestor, not defeat him.

…Should he use the Third Sword? Chen Yin hesitated.

The power difference between each of the Three Swords was immense.

If the Second Sword was comparable to the Immortal Realm, then what about the Third?

He didn’t know.

Because he had never used it before.

He didn’t dare to.

Even in the scroll’s space, he had only managed to execute it once, during practice.

But before the sword light could even fully manifest, he had been ejected from the space.

As if the scroll itself couldn’t withstand its power.

The true power of the Third Sword was beyond his comprehension.

So, he wouldn’t use it unless absolutely necessary.

As he hesitated, the Wu Xuan Ancestor attacked again, the purple wolf lunging at him with renewed ferocity.

Chen Yin had no time to think and met the attack head-on.

“Try this, boy!”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor roared, his withered hand absorbing the surrounding purple miasma, condensing it into a swirling mass of energy that gradually began to glow with a golden light.

“Heehee, I only used this technique once before, to escape the Heavenly Tribulation.”

He grinned sinisterly. “You should be honored to die by its hand!”

“Take this!”

A golden light erupted from his palm, and at the same time, something seemed to resonate with it, flying towards them from the distance.

Chen Yin frowned.

…It was the crystal skeleton from the pit.

The skeleton, its bones as white and smooth as jade, radiated a holy aura as the Wu Xuan Ancestor channeled his spiritual energy into it.

Its mere presence seemed to purify the surrounding miasma.

“You can’t even imagine the power this skeleton wielded in its previous life, you insignificant brat.”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor poured all his power into the skeleton, his eyes filled with confidence.

“Even if you’ve comprehended the Dao, you’ll be reduced to dust before its might!”

The skeleton glowed brighter, its aura growing more powerful and ancient, as if it had existed since the dawn of time.

Chen Yin sensed danger.

But he didn’t attack. He let the Wu Xuan Ancestor continue.

He had a hunch.

He was willing to gamble.

“Die, boy!”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor roared, and the skeleton unleashed a deafening sound, a wave of pure, overwhelming power crashing towards Chen Yin.

Chen Yin just stood there, watching, his expression unchanged.

The Wu Xuan Ancestor grinned triumphantly, watching as the boy below seemed to be frozen in fear.

He was finished.

His smile widened.

Then it froze.

And slowly crumbled.

Because the crystal skeleton, filled with his spiritual energy,

Suddenly flew from his grasp.

…Towards Chen Yin.

The Wu Xuan Ancestor was stunned.

He couldn’t understand why his most precious treasure had betrayed him.

And it had moved on its own.

As if returning to its rightful owner, it flew straight into Chen Yin’s arms.

Abandoning him without hesitation.

Chen Yin watched as the skeleton, with a flash of light, disappeared into the scroll in his chest.

Inside the scroll’s space, the statue resonated with the crystal skeleton, the two merging into one.

A deep, resonant sound, like a giant bell, echoed through the space.

…As expected.

Chen Yin had been right.

The statue, the scroll, and the crystal skeleton were connected.

He suddenly felt like he was back in the bamboo forest within the Heavenly Path Perilous Domain.

A vision, hazy and dreamlike, appeared before him.

In the primordial chaos, before the separation of heaven and earth, a monk bowed before the universe.

And with that single bow, heaven and earth were divided, clear Qi rising, turbid Qi sinking.

The rest of the vision was blurry and indistinct.

Chen Yin didn’t seem to notice that his hand, holding the Eternal Light sword, had instinctively mimicked the monk’s bow, the blade slicing through the air.

It was a simple, almost effortless movement, barely creating a ripple.

A stark contrast to the earth-shattering battle raging around him.

But that single strike made the Wu Xuan Ancestor’s blood run cold.

His expression changed drastically, and he tried to flee, his full power erupting outwards. But he was trapped, his struggles futile, as if caught in a powerful vortex.

“Impossible!”

“You! You’re a—”

He couldn’t finish his sentence.

The sword pierced through his defenses, effortlessly, like a blade slicing through paper.

The Wu Xuan Ancestor’s withered body split in two, the pieces scattering like dust.

With his death, the pressure on the surrounding space vanished, and the realm began to stabilize, the distorted void slowly returning to normal.

The dust settled, and silence returned to the chamber.

The Grand Witch and the masked man, their hearts pounding, looked up nervously.

As the dust cleared, revealing Chen Yin’s calm and composed figure, the Grand Witch breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak,

When a dark figure rushed past her.

“Chen Yin! Are you alright?!”

Chen Yin, still lost in thought, was startled by the sudden voice. He turned around just as the masked man grabbed his shoulders and shook him frantically.

“Are you… injured? What about the Wu Xuan Ancestor?”

“I’m fine.” Chen Yin shrugged. “I’m too handsome and powerful for a withered old turtle to handle.”

“But you… you seem quite concerned about my well-being. I’m flattered.”

The masked man realized his outburst and quickly released him, his voice slightly flustered.

“…I just didn’t want us to die here.”

Chen Yin looked at him with a smile, saying nothing.

“You actually killed the Wu Xuan Ancestor?”

The Grand Witch looked at him with disbelief. “He had already reached the Immortal Realm! Are you really that powerful?”

“Being handsome and strong has its perks.”

Chen Yin sighed dramatically, feigning modesty.

The Grand Witch’s eyes sparkled with curiosity, as if she wanted to uncover all his secrets.

But the masked man subtly blocked her view.

“Now that the Wu Xuan Ancestor is dead,”

“Let’s go find the Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma.” He said quietly.

Chapter 202: Battles Begin

“You’re asking for it.” As Chen Yin spoke, his aura sharpened, his body radiating a chilling sword intent. His gaze was like a thousand blades, piercing through the darkness.

The Grand Witch and the masked man instinctively retreated, their eyes wide with surprise.

The Wu Xuan Ancestor’s voice, filled with disbelief, echoed from above. “Impossible! You weren’t even using your full strength?!”

“Try me and find out.”

Chen Yin’s eyes had lost their warmth, replaced by a cold, hard glint.

The Wu Xuan Ancestor roared, and the giant hand, imbued with the essence of the Dao, descended again, the surrounding lava churning and swirling around it.

This time, Chen Yin didn’t dodge. He charged forward, his sword a blur of motion.

Countless sword images flickered around him as he leaped onto one of them, the images converging into a single, blindingly bright blade.

The ascending sword energy shattered the giant hand and the molten lava, its power tearing through the very fabric of reality.

“You!?”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor’s eyes widened in disbelief. “The Sword Dao? You’ve comprehended the Dao?!”

“If this is the Sword Dao,”

Chen Yin chuckled wryly, “then perhaps I’ve already comprehended it.”

“Impossible! You’ve comprehended the Dao, yet your cultivation is only at the Supreme Clarity Realm…”

“I don’t know.” Chen Yin’s gaze hardened, and he pointed his sword at the Wu Xuan Ancestor. “You can ask Yama when you get to hell.”

“Arrogant!”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor roared in fury. “Even if you’ve comprehended the Dao, victory is not assured!”

“Die!”

The withered canopy of the tree began to crumble, and the massive face slowly disappeared, revealing a hunched and emaciated figure.

The Wu Xuan Ancestor had finally revealed his true form.

Although he looked like a frail old man, his withered body radiated a power far greater than before.

The moment he appeared, the Grand Witch and the masked man’s hearts skipped a beat.

“Is this… the Immortal Realm?”

“Holy crap,” the masked man’s System exclaimed. “This is way beyond your level! I’m not sure I can save you if you fight him!”

The masked man stared at the Wu Xuan Ancestor, his resolve unwavering.

“We might as well die here together.”

“You’re more likely to die from the aftershocks of their fight if you don’t get out of here.”

Chen Yin’s eyes were locked on the Wu Xuan Ancestor, not with fear, but with a burning fighting spirit.

“So you were holding back.”

“I imagine maintaining your existence in this world after reaching the Immortal Realm comes at a great cost, doesn’t it?”

“Heh, you’re a clever boy.” The Wu Xuan Ancestor chuckled darkly. “To avoid the Heavenly Dao’s suppression, I used the power of the Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma to conceal my true form centuries ago. So I could survive until it ripened. But now… I can no longer hold back.”

He raised a withered hand, and the very air around them crackled with power.

A chilling sense of danger washed over the Grand Witch and the masked man.

“Danger!” their Systems warned simultaneously. But even with the warning, they couldn’t react to an Immortal’s attack.

An invisible force gripped their hearts, a crushing pressure threatening to suffocate them.

The Grand Witch’s eyes widened in terror, while the masked man gritted his teeth.

“Don’t you dare!”

But the Wu Xuan Ancestor’s attack was interrupted.

A sharp sword light pierced through the air, forcing him to defend himself.

Clang!

The Eternal Light sword clashed against an invisible barrier, the impact sending shockwaves through the chamber, the lava solidifying instantly.

Chen Yin held his sword, his gaze calm and unwavering.

“That’s twice now.”

“A so-called Immortal, resorting to such cowardly tactics.”

“No wonder you’ve been hiding in this place like a turtle for so many years.”

“Insolent brat!” The Wu Xuan Ancestor roared, his hand crushing the space around Chen Yin, trying to obliterate him.

But the Eternal Light sword shone brightly, its light unwavering amidst the chaos.

Chen Yin’s hair whipped around his face as he stood there, his body radiating a powerful sword intent, like a blade piercing through the heavens.

The masked man stared at him, his eyes unfocused.

…Is he angry?

Why?

Because the Wu Xuan Ancestor tried to kill us?

He knew it wasn’t possible.

But he couldn’t help but hope.

If only it was for him.

If only he was angry because someone had tried to hurt him.

If only he cared.

…If only.

A sudden burst of sword energy snapped him back to reality.

Chen Yin and the Wu Xuan Ancestor were exchanging blows, their power shaking the very foundations of the secret realm, the space around them distorted beyond recognition. He and the Grand Witch could only see blurry shadows, unable to discern what was happening.

“What’s going on?” the masked man asked his System anxiously.

“When those who have comprehended the Dao fight, it’s not like your petty squabbles.”

The System’s voice was grim. “This world can barely withstand their power. That entire area has been reduced to pure void. I can’t see what’s happening.”

The masked man fell silent.

“You should trust him,” the System said, seeing his unease. “He’s the only person I’ve ever seen who’s not a Chosen One, yet more powerful than most.”

The masked man nodded slowly.

The Grand Witch, on the other hand, was more direct with her System.

“Hey, can Chen Yin win?”

“I don’t know.”

“Then what can we do if he loses? Do you have any escape plans?”

“Not necessarily.”

“Then what good are you?!”

The Grand Witch cursed, and the System wisely remained silent.

She looked towards the blurry figures in the sky, her eyes filled with a desperate hope.

…Please win, Young Master Chen. Please.

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Meanwhile, on the Ten Thousand Mountains…

The night was quiet and still, even the insects had settled down.

The Wu Xuan Cave was silent and peaceful.

But on the cliff overlooking the village, countless figures moved swiftly and silently through the shadows.

Three figures stood at the edge of the cliff, their hands clasped behind their backs.

“It’s so quiet, I thought the village was deserted.” The Huanxi Sect Master said, his voice filled with surprise.

“The miasma is at its densest at night. Naturally, the Wu Xuan Cave’s defenses are also at their weakest.”

The Lingyu Sect Master whispered, “Even they wouldn’t expect a night attack in such dense miasma.”

“Thanks to the Divine Messenger’s pills, our disciples can move freely through the poison.”

The Chiyu Sect Master bowed respectfully to the figure behind them.

Divine Messenger Fu Zhe smiled faintly. “I always keep my promises.”

“The opportunity is before you. Whether you seize it or not is your choice.”

The three Sect Masters bowed in unison.

Under the moonlight, their figures became blurry and indistinct as they dispersed, their disciples following them like shadows, melting into the darkness.

Fu Zhe stood on the cliff, looking down at the silent village, a satisfied smile on his face.

He knew that

Within half an hour…

…This place would become a living hell.

“Heehee,” he chuckled darkly.

“I haven’t felt this excited in a long time.”

“Soon, the air will be filled with the sweet scent of blood.”

He was truly happy.

He had been suppressed for too long.

Ever since the Divine Son had ordered them to avoid the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion and Yu Ling, he hadn’t had a chance to indulge his bloodlust.

He hadn’t killed anyone in a long time.

The peaceful village below was like a sleeping paradise in his eyes.

He couldn’t wait to hear the screams and cries of pain.

“System, can I finally let loose tonight?”

The System sighed softly.

“You’re the host. I can’t stop you.”

“Heehee, then I won’t hold back.”

Fu Zhe licked his lips and took a step forward.

His figure vanished instantly.

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Although it was late at night, a candle flickered in Nan Xiaoxiang’s room.

She sat at her desk, diligently recording her observations and the various ailments she had encountered that day.

The Wu Xuan Cave was truly a treasure trove of medical knowledge. The villagers were well-versed in the properties of poisons and possessed knowledge of rare and unusual herbs not found in any medical texts. She had learned much from them.

She wanted to record everything she had learned and bring it back to her clinic.

As she wrote, her eyes suddenly flickered, and she looked towards the door.

Qingying and Luo Luo appeared.

“Luo Luo? Miss Qingying? What are you—”

“We have to leave.”

Qingying’s expression was serious, her voice urgent. “Something’s about to happen.”

Before Nan Xiaoxiang could ask, a playful voice came from outside:

“The System wasn’t wrong.”

“There are other Chosen Ones here.”

Qingying’s eyes widened, and she drew her dagger, her gaze fixed on the doorway.

Fu Zhe, his face hidden behind a mask, strolled into the room.

“What a pleasant surprise.”

“Young lady, would you be interested in joining Shen Li?” He asked with a smile.

Qingying whispered to Luo Luo, “Take Nan Xiaoxiang and hide in the void. Don’t come out,” her eyes fixed on Fu Zhe.

Luo Luo, no longer the naive little fox, immediately shifted to her true form and pulled Nan Xiaoxiang into the void.

Fu Zhe’s smile faded.

“It seems you’re not interested in my offer.”

Qingying didn’t answer, but silently called out to her System.

“This won’t be easy.”

“We have to try.”

“Then let’s do it.”

A faint light flickered in Qingying’s eyes.

Like a cat lurking in the shadows.

Chapter 201: You’re Asking For It

The masked man stared at Chen Yin’s retreating figure, a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes.

Chen Yin’s presence had a calming effect on him, a sense of reassurance he couldn’t explain.

Chen Yin looked up at the massive face of the Wu Xuan Ancestor, the immense pressure of an Immortal Realm being bearing down on him like a crashing wave.

But,

“An Immortal, you say?”

His gaze was calm as he channeled his blue spiritual energy into the Eternal Light sword, the blade splitting into multiple shimmering images. A pure and ethereal aura emanated from the sword, its light as bright as day.

“You have no idea what the Immortal Realm truly means, boy!”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor sneered, his branches intertwining to form a massive hand that blotted out the sky, descending towards them with crushing force.

“Go reflect on your sins in hell!”

The Grand Witch and the masked man cried out in alarm as the suffocating pressure of the giant hand descended upon them.

But then, a brilliant sword light pierced through the darkness, like a meteor streaking across the sky, cleaving the giant hand in two, its powerful sword intent tearing through the very fabric of reality.

“—Second Sword,” Chen Yin’s voice rang out, cold and resolute.

The surrounding formation trembled, and the lava churned violently under the immense surge of spiritual energy.

The Grand Witch and the masked man could barely maintain their balance, shielding themselves from the powerful aftershocks.

As the dust settled, they looked up and saw Chen Yin standing there, his expression unchanged, his sword held casually in one hand.

The Wu Xuan Ancestor’s calm demeanor had vanished, replaced by a look of anger.

“Boy, where did you learn that sword technique?”

“I invented it myself. Believe it or not.” Chen Yin chuckled.

“A self-taught sword technique capable of challenging an Immortal?”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor scoffed. “Do you think I’m a fool?”

“Believe what you want. It’s none of my business.”

Chen Yin shrugged. “If you’re not convinced, we can continue. I don’t mind.”

“I suspect your swordsmanship is enhanced by a Heavenly Dao Fragment.”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor’s voice turned cold. “Let’s see how long it can protect you.”

Countless branches lashed out at Chen Yin.

He turned to the Grand Witch and the masked man, his voice low. “Stay back. I might not be able to protect you.”

Before the masked man could reply, Chen Yin had already turned and charged towards the Wu Xuan Ancestor, his sword a blur of motion.

The masked man watched him go, his lips moving silently.

The Wu Xuan Ancestor’s attacks were relentless and deadly, each strike carrying the terrifying pressure of an Immortal.

Chen Yin, like an ant before an elephant, seemed insignificant, yet his swordsmanship was as swift and graceful as a fleeting dream, each strike precisely deflecting the Ancestor’s attacks, finding the weaknesses in his seemingly impenetrable defenses.

Several times, as he narrowly dodged a deadly blow, the masked man almost cried out in alarm.

But Chen Yin would simply turn and smile at him reassuringly.

“Don’t worry.”

“I value my life.”

The masked man was stunned.

The Eternal Light sword in Chen Yin’s hand moved like a living thing, deflecting every attack, the Wu Xuan Ancestor’s powerful strikes unable to penetrate his defenses.

The Wu Xuan Ancestor was growing frustrated.

…How is this brat so resilient?

His swordsmanship, capable of rivaling an Immortal, was already unbelievable, and he was able to maintain it for so long.

He was just a peak Supreme Clarity Realm cultivator, a prodigy among his generation, but still far below an Immortal.

He, the Wu Xuan Ancestor, had been cultivating in this place for centuries. Even without ascending to the True Immortal Realm, his power was immense. He was confident he could even exchange a few blows with a newly ascended Immortal.

But this brat, with just a single sword, was making him look like a fool.

It was a disgrace. A pseudo-Immortal like him, unable to defeat a mere Supreme Clarity Realm cultivator.

Had his centuries of cultivation been for nothing?

“I don’t believe you can maintain this level of power for much longer!”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor was confident. Even with the help of a Heavenly Dao Fragment, a Chosen One couldn’t use such powerful techniques indefinitely.

He just had to wait him out.

But…

After a minute, Chen Yin was still effortlessly deflecting his attacks.

After five minutes, his expression remained calm and relaxed.

After ten minutes, he even had the time to turn around and greet the two behind him.

“Are you hungry? Want some char siu bao when we get back?”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor: “?”

You still have the energy to flirt with your women?! I’m fighting you here! Show some respect!

Enraged, the Wu Xuan Ancestor roared, his eyes blazing with fury.

“You insolent brat!”

“How dare you mock me!”

The lush green canopy of the tree suddenly began to wither, its leaves turning brown and falling to the ground, as if all its life force was being drained.

The old man’s face, once blurry and indistinct, became clearer, his features sharper, his aura more potent, his spiritual energy condensed and focused.

His eyes glowed with a cold light as he unleashed another attack, his hand transforming into a giant, spectral palm.

“Die!”

The giant palm descended, but Chen Yin’s eyes narrowed.

…The target wasn’t him.

It was the Grand Witch and the masked man behind him.

The moment the palm appeared, their Systems blared a warning: “Danger!”

Unlike Chen Yin, they felt the full force of the Immortal’s attack, the crushing pressure threatening to suffocate them.

“Damn it!”

The Grand Witch bit her lip and, without hesitation, ordered her System to protect her, no matter the cost.

The masked man, however, hesitated.

“What are you waiting for?! Run!” the System shrieked.

But he didn’t move.

He had a feeling that Chen Yin wouldn’t let him down.

And he was right.

Before the giant palm could reach them, a brilliant sword light pierced through the darkness.

A figure in flowing green robes stood before them, his presence a shield against the terrifying power.

As long as he was there…

…They were safe.

The lingering afterglow of the sword light illuminated Chen Yin’s face as he looked up at the Wu Xuan Ancestor, his gaze unwavering.

“I was planning on sparring with you for a while longer,”

“After all, opponents who can withstand my swordsmanship are hard to come by…”

“…But,”

“You’re asking for it.” His voice was as cold as ice, his gaze as indifferent as if he were looking at a dead man.

Chapter 200: Wu Xuan Ancestor

It was a massive, ancient face.

The body was hidden, concealed by the enormous canopy of the tree.

But even just the face radiated an overwhelming, ancient power.

A power that transcended even the Grand Clarity Realm.

…An Immortal? He stared at the face intently.

The ancient eyes opened, their gaze fixed on the three intruders.

“Even I,” the raspy voice echoed through the chamber, “have been waiting here for seven hundred years for this Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma to ripen.”

Seven hundred years… The Grand Witch’s eyes widened in disbelief.

“Y-you’re the Wu Xuan Ancestor?!”

“Oh?”

The ancient face turned towards her. “A child of the Wu Xuan Cave? And a Sacred Child physique… To think this generation has produced someone who passed the Sacred Child trials. No wonder the Ganoderma has been lacking nourishment these past few years.”

Nourishment? Chen Yin frowned.

“The Wu Xuan Ancestor was supposed to ascend seven hundred years ago,” the Grand Witch whispered to Chen Yin. “But for some reason, he didn’t. He’s been hiding in this secret realm.”

“Wait here, let me talk to him.”

She stepped forward and bowed respectfully. “Ancestor, I am Bi Luo, the current Grand Witch of the Wu Xuan Cave. The sect’s scriptures say you ascended seven hundred years ago. Why are you here?”

“Ascend? Heh.”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor’s voice turned cold. “You un-ascended children wouldn’t understand. Ascending is just changing one cage for another. What’s the point?”

The Grand Witch was confused.

Chen Yin, however, looked up thoughtfully.

“True transcendence can only be achieved with the Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma.”

“But after centuries of waiting, it still lacks nourishment.”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor looked at them, his ancient face suddenly contorting into a grotesque smile.

“Haha, what a pleasant surprise.”

“A Sacred Child as nourishment… this Ganoderma will finally ripen.”

The Grand Witch’s eyes widened in horror.

“Ancestor?!”

“You’re a disciple of the Wu Xuan Cave. It’s your duty to serve the sect.”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor’s eyes were cold and ancient as an irresistible force surged towards the Grand Witch.

She desperately tried to resist, but his power was like an unbreakable chain, binding her tightly.

“System!” She cried out mentally in panic.

“It’s no use. He’s already on the path to enlightenment. My abilities are useless against someone like him.”

The System’s voice was filled with alarm. “How can someone like this still exist in this world?!”

Despair filled the Grand Witch’s eyes.

But then, she felt a warm hand on her shoulder, and the pressure on her body vanished.

She turned and saw Chen Yin’s arm protectively around her.

He was staring at the Wu Xuan Ancestor, his expression calm. “Stay close. My protective aura will shield you.”

The Grand Witch was stunned, then, slightly flustered by his embrace, she nodded silently.

“Hmm?”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“Immortal Qi? Strange.”

“How can a child from the Lower Realm possess such pure Immortal Qi?”

Immortal Qi? Chen Yin paused.

Was he referring to his blue spiritual energy?

“Hahaha, all the more nourishment for me.”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor chuckled. “Such pure Immortal Qi, a true delicacy! After all these years, such a feast!”

“Thank you for this gift.”

Chen Yin’s expression remained unchanged. “A question. Was the Sacred Child trial designed to provide nourishment for the Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma?”

The Grand Witch looked at him, surprised.

“What if it was?”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor didn’t seem to care. “The Ganoderma thrives on human flesh and pure toxins. The Sacred Child trial provides both. Even if they die, their bodies nourish the Ganoderma. In fact, this entire realm, even the Yama’s Valley above, was created for the Ganoderma. And you,” he grinned sinisterly, “have taken the bait.”

Chen Yin didn’t speak.

He just looked at the ancient face,

As if he were looking at a dead man.

The Grand Witch’s expression flickered, then her eyes hardened with fury.

“You… monster!”

“Little girl, I am your ancestor.”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor snorted. “You dare disrespect your ancestor? You deserve to die!”

The branches of the tree suddenly lunged towards them, each one radiating a terrifying pressure that made it difficult to breathe.

The Grand Witch desperately dodged and counterattacked, but it was useless.

“It’s futile. I created the techniques you cultivate. Do you think you can use them against me?”

The Grand Witch gritted her teeth, dodging the incoming branches.

Before she could be overwhelmed, Chen Yin’s sword flashed, deflecting the attacks.

“Be careful. His physical body might be decayed, but his cultivation has reached the Immortal Realm.”

The masked man moved closer to Chen Yin and whispered, “Immortals have comprehended the Dao. Even with our Heavenly Dao Fragments, we’re no match for him.”

“Oh? You’re Chosen Ones?”

The Wu Xuan Ancestor chuckled. “Excellent! What a delightful surprise! Even your souls and blood will nourish the Ganoderma!”

“Die!”

The Grand Witch and the masked man’s eyes widened in horror.

The tree’s branches and leaves grew rapidly, its aura growing more terrifying with each passing moment.

Even the surrounding lava seemed to boil and churn under its immense pressure.

The branches, like writhing tentacles, lashed out at them.

“Damn it!”

The masked man’s System shrieked. “Run! He’s using his full power! No one in this world can withstand the full might of an Immortal!”

But the masked man didn’t move. He just gritted his teeth.

“System, exchange for a Heaven Severing Talisman.”

“Are you crazy?! Even with the talisman, you can only exchange one blow with him! What then?! We should escape!”

“The Grand Witch also has a System. She can use a Realm Breaking Talisman to escape with him. We just need to block this attack. Otherwise, none of us will survive.”

He stepped forward, his eyes filled with a desperate resolve.

“I won’t let him die.”

“You…” the System sighed helplessly. “So stubborn and foolish! Fine, then let’s fight to the death—”

But then it stopped.

The masked man felt a hand on his shoulder.

“There’s no need for such heroics, my friend.”

Chen Yin’s gaze was calm as he looked up at the sky.

“Heaven’s wrath will punish those who defy the natural order.”

“Don’t throw your life away so easily.”

Chapter 199: A Clever Scheme

Southern Region, Zhaonan Province.

Zhaonan Province, located outside the Ten Thousand Mountains, was one of the few large and prosperous provinces in the Southern Region.

Due to its proximity to the Central Plains, it was the richest province in the Southern Region.

There were three cultivation sects near Zhaonan Province:

The Chiyu Sect, the Lingyu Sect, and the Huanxi Sect.

Although not top-tier sects, they were still influential, each with Supreme Clarity Realm cultivators among their ranks.

Since the Wu Xuan Cave was the only top-tier sect in the entire Southern Region, and they were reclusive and uninvolved in worldly affairs, these three sects were more active outside the Ten Thousand Mountains.

The Ten Thousand Mountains and Zhaonan Province were like two separate worlds, rarely interacting.

Inside a secret meeting room in the Lingyu Sect…

The white-haired and robust Sect Master of the Chiyu Sect, the cold and aloof Sect Master of the Lingyu Sect, and the portly Sect Master of the Huanxi Sect sat together.

The leaders of the three sects.

Before them stood a masked figure, motionless and silent.

“Is what you say true?”

The Chiyu Sect Master asked, stroking his beard. “Such a significant matter… how did Shen Li come to know of this?”

“There’s nothing we don’t know.”

The masked figure sneered. “If we wanted to, we could even tell you about the time you wet the bed as a child.”

The Chiyu Sect Master’s face darkened, but he didn’t dare retaliate.

This person’s background was too powerful. His entire sect was no match for them.

“You jest, Divine Messenger.” The Lingyu Sect Master intervened, her voice calm. “But this is a serious matter. We must be certain before taking action.”

“Fortune favors the bold.”

The Divine Messenger said calmly, “If you lack the courage, you can pretend I was never here.”

A thoughtful expression appeared in the Lingyu Sect Master’s eyes.

“In that case, please enlighten us, Divine Messenger.” The Huanxi Sect Master, a portly man, said with a fawning smile.

“I’ve made myself clear.”

The Divine Messenger snorted. “The Grand Witch of the Wu Xuan Cave has obtained a great treasure and is currently vulnerable, in the midst of fusing with it. The Wu Xuan Cave has no defenses besides its miasma. Any sect that obtains this treasure will instantly rise to the top, rivaling the Heavenly Net Sect and the Mist Spirit Sect. This is your last chance. Once the Grand Witch fully controls the treasure, it will be too late.”

The three Sect Masters exchanged glances, hesitation evident in their eyes.

“But… why would you offer us such a valuable opportunity, Divine Messenger?”

“Consider it an honor. Hmph.” The Divine Messenger scoffed. “We at Shen Li have no interest in the treasure itself. But if any of you obtain it, we’re willing to form an alliance with you. That offer is perhaps even more valuable than the treasure itself.”

The three Sect Masters looked at each other, their eyes gleaming with greed.

“But the Wu Xuan Cave is a powerful sect.”

The Chiyu Sect Master hesitated. “Even with our combined strength, we might not be able to defeat them.”

“Cowards! The Wu Xuan Cave is weak and vulnerable now. Their elders are in seclusion, and most of their disciples are gone. The Grand Witch, their strongest fighter, is busy fusing with the treasure. Conquering them would be a trivial matter.”

The Divine Messenger’s tone was impatient. “If you’re so hesitant, you might as well go home.”

The three Sect Masters seemed to have a silent discussion through voice transmission, then the Lingyu Sect Master, a middle-aged woman, stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

“Very well. We accept your offer, Divine Messenger.”

“We’ll make some preparations and then attack the Wu Xuan Cave.”

The Divine Messenger nodded with satisfaction.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be there with you.”

“If you encounter any trouble, I’ll assist you.”

The three Sect Masters’ eyes lit up with excitement. “Thank you, Divine Messenger!”

They had witnessed his power firsthand.

With a single glance, he had neutralized the cultivation of three Supreme Clarity Realm cultivators, rendering them as helpless as mortals.

Such power was akin to that of the gods in their eyes.

With the Divine Messenger’s backing, the three Sect Masters were filled with confidence and returned to their sects to gather their disciples.

The Divine Messenger left the meeting room, entered a secluded area, summoned his System, and bowed respectfully.

“Divine Son, the trap has been set.”

“Excellent.” The Divine Son’s image appeared in the air, nodding in satisfaction. “Since our new recruit isn’t capable of handling the Grand Witch, we’ll have to lend a hand. After all, we’re family in Shen Li. And we don’t have time to wait for him to mature.”

The Divine Messenger bowed. “I’ll handle this personally.”

“Fu Zhe, I trust you.”

The Divine Son’s eyes narrowed slightly, then he said, “The Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion seems to be making some moves lately. Be discreet. Keep the conflict contained within the Ten Thousand Mountains. Don’t attract Yu Ling’s attention. The next Triennial Day is approaching. She’ll be eager to eliminate us before then.”

Fu Zhe bowed respectfully. “Understood.”

“Go now. Work with our new recruit, use both soft and hard tactics, and bring the Grand Witch into our fold as soon as possible. With pressure from those three sects, it shouldn’t be difficult for you and our new recruit to convince her.”

“I wish you success.” With that, the Divine Son’s image disappeared.

Fu Zhe lowered his head, then looked up after the Divine Son was gone.

“The Divine Son only said to recruit the Grand Witch.”

“As for the rest… I can do as I please, right?”

“Are you planning something again?” The System’s voice was filled with a weary resignation.

Fu Zhe giggled, a chilling sound.

“I’ve been cooped up in the mountains for too long, thanks to that damned Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion and Yu Ling. I’m dying for some action.”

“I’m not letting this opportunity go to waste.”

The System paused, then asked softly, “What are you planning?”

“Those three sects will attack the Wu Xuan Cave without mercy.”

“The Grand Witch, under pressure, will have no choice but to ask us for help. Then I’ll intervene and eliminate those three Sect Masters.”

“With both soft and hard tactics, I can kill those Wu Xuan Cave pests and those three fools while completing the Divine Son’s mission.”

“It’s perfect.” A sinister smile appeared on his lips.

The System was silent for a moment, then sighed.

“As you wish…”

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Deep within the earth, the passage was dark and silent.

The miasma was thinner here. As they descended, the air became fresher, and the concentration of spiritual energy increased.

It was almost as rich as that of an immortal mountain.

But the passage was deeper than they had expected.

As they went further down, the temperature rose steadily, as if they were approaching the earth’s core.

“In this environment… can anything even survive here?”

Chen Yin asked curiously, “Is the Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma that powerful?”

“How would I know?”

The Grand Witch rolled her eyes. “It’s a legendary herb. I’ve never seen it before. I’m just following the scriptures. But this is the only path. We can’t be wrong.”

Chen Yin was speechless. This Grand Witch was incredibly unreliable.

The masked man had been silent since they entered the secret realm, as if preoccupied with something.

Whenever Chen Yin tried to start a conversation, he would either be met with a cold indifference or be completely ignored.

…Was he still mad about being carried earlier?

Chen Yin decided not to bother him.

They continued their descent.

Finally, a faint light appeared at the end of the passage.

They emerged into a vast, open chamber.

A lake of molten lava surrounded the platform, its heat intense and suffocating.

And in the center of the platform, a large, lush tree stood tall, its branches reaching towards the ceiling, radiating a potent spiritual energy.

“A tree can survive in this place?”

Chen Yin stared at it in disbelief.

The Grand Witch, however, immediately noticed the small, glowing leaves at the base of the tree.

Her eyes lit up with excitement.

“That’s it!”

“The Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma! Just like in the scriptures!”

They approached the tree and looked at the glowing leaves.

The Ganoderma was small, about the size of a hand, with three translucent yellow leaves, each radiating pure spiritual energy.

“Such potent energy… it truly is a treasure.”

The Grand Witch reached out to pluck the leaves, then suddenly frowned.

“Wait… something’s not right. It doesn’t look exactly like the one described in the scriptures.”

“What’s different?”

“It’s supposed to have four leaves, and they should be orange.”

The Grand Witch examined the plant carefully. “There’s a small, withered leaf beneath these three. Could it be—”

Before she could finish her sentence,

A raspy voice suddenly echoed through the chamber.

“You’re right.”

They instantly jumped back, their eyes wary.

Chen Yin gripped his sword tightly, his gaze sharp.

…Here it comes.

This was the source of his unease.

The branches of the tree parted, revealing an old man’s face, his body withered and decayed, only his head remaining, attached to the tree trunk.

A terrifying aura enveloped them.

“This Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma… isn’t ripe yet.”

Chapter 198: The Crystal Skull

“Tsk.”

Chen Yin looked around.

…Was that my imagination?

How could there be anyone here?

But that unsettling feeling in his gut intensified.

There was definitely something here.

He took a deep breath and swung his sword, the gentle arc of its blade clearing a path through the dense swarm of insects. The creatures buzzed angrily, as if considering whether to attack.

Chen Yin ignored them, his gaze fixed on the center of the valley.

He could finally make out what was hidden within the swarm of insects.

A skeleton, sitting cross-legged.

Unlike the others, this skeleton’s bones were clean and smooth, gleaming like polished jade.

Its meditative posture radiated a strange sense of serenity, a stark contrast to the surrounding darkness and decay.

A small, golden Gu worm rested within its ribcage, where its dantian would have been.

…That’s it. Chen Yin’s eyes narrowed.

The moment the golden Gu appeared, the surrounding insects went into a frenzy, swarming towards Chen Yin relentlessly.

At the same time, the shattered bones on the ground began to reassemble, forming skeletons that shambled towards him.

“Damn it!”

On the cliff above, the Grand Witch frowned and formed a series of hand seals, a dark green aura emanating from her fingertips, pushing back the insects.

Beside her, the masked man didn’t hesitate and jumped down into the valley.

Chen Yin knew the Mother Gu was threatened and had summoned its protectors. He was about to attack when the masked man landed beside him.

“What are you doing here?”

Chen Yin frowned. “These insects are dangerous. You won’t be able to withstand their poison.”

But the masked man just glanced at him and said coldly,

“…Quiet.”

“I just don’t want you to get to the Ganoderma first.”

Chen Yin almost laughed. He was trying to be helpful, and this was how he was repaid.

He swung his Eternal Light sword. “Then be careful not to die.”

“You too,” the masked man said coldly.

They stood back-to-back, then attacked simultaneously.

The valley was instantly filled with a dazzling display of white and red sword light.

Chen Yin’s swordsmanship was as elegant and effortless as always, deflecting the insects and precisely bisecting any that came too close.

The masked man’s style, however, was different.

His movements were powerful and unrestrained, like a raging inferno, incinerating the insects in his path, leaving a trail of scorched earth.

As they fought, Chen Yin discreetly observed the masked man’s technique.

…As expected.

He quickly looked away, a thoughtful expression on his face.

Fortunately, most of these insects were mindless, relying on their poison and instincts, their intelligence far below that of true spirit beasts.

Their attacks were predictable and easily deflected by their combined swordsmanship.

The real problem was the skeletons.

Mindless and relentless, they would regenerate even after being shattered, their poisonous bones a constant threat.

And there seemed to be an endless supply of them.

Chen Yin patiently advanced, his sword a blur of motion as he dealt with the insects and skeletons.

The masked man, however, wasn’t faring as well.

The miasma in the valley was incredibly dense. After just a few minutes, his movements became sluggish, his swordsmanship less precise. He had clearly inhaled too much of the poison.

Although his face was hidden behind the mask, Chen Yin could tell he was struggling.

Despite the System’s assistance and the numerous antidote pills he had consumed, the masked man couldn’t completely suppress the effects of the poison.

His meridians were sluggish, his mind becoming hazy.

“You’re in danger,” the System warned.

“Shut up,” the masked man gritted his teeth. “Use your ability. Clear a path for him.”

“Then I won’t be able to protect you from the insects—”

“Just do it!”

The System sighed and was about to activate its ability when it suddenly stopped.

A refreshing breeze swept through the valley, and the masked man turned to see a brilliant white sword light approaching.

“Excuse me,” Chen Yin said softly.

He scooped up the masked man and, with a surge of power from the Eternal Light sword, charged towards the crystal skeleton.

“Boom!”

The Grand Witch, who had been watching from the cliff above, gasped as a massive sword energy erupted from the valley.

“Such… powerful sword intent!”

“This sword energy…” Even the System was surprised. “How can someone in this world wield such power?”

The brilliant white light split the valley in two, leaving a deep chasm in its wake.

Even the residual energy was enough to make the insects scatter in fear.

The skeletons, shattered by the blast, couldn’t regenerate fast enough, the lingering sword energy destroying them the moment they reformed.

The masked man was stunned, and Chen Yin, carrying him, leaped across the chasm and landed before the crystal skeleton.

The moment they landed, the masked man pushed him away and scrambled to his feet.

“My apologies,” Chen Yin bowed slightly. “I had no other choice. I hope I didn’t offend you.”

The masked man just stared at him silently, then finally said, “…It’s fine.”

Chen Yin turned his attention to the skeleton.

It was strangely resilient. It had withstood his attack without a scratch, as if his earth-shattering sword strike hadn’t even touched it.

The golden Gu worm within its ribcage seemed to sense the danger and was trembling.

“Is this the Mother Gu?”

Chen Yin glanced at the Grand Witch on the cliff above.

“Wait!” she shouted. “Such a rare Gu worm, I might be able to study it!”

She hesitated for a moment, then jumped down into the valley.

She landed beside Chen Yin and reached out, gently touching the golden Gu worm with her fingertip, a drop of blood oozing from it.

The Gu worm, sensing the scent of blood, eagerly devoured it.

The next moment, the entire valley trembled.

All the skeletons shattered, and the countless insects scattered in terror.

The valley, once teeming with life, was now empty, only bone fragments remaining.

“It’s done.”

The Grand Witch waved her hand, and the golden Gu worm disappeared. She breathed a sigh of relief. “That should take care of it.”

Then she turned to Chen Yin, her voice filled with admiration. “As expected of Immortal Yu Ling’s disciple, that was an incredible display of swordsmanship!”

Chen Yin looked at her, surprised. “You figured out my identity?”

“A leader must always be observant.”

The Grand Witch smiled. “Thanks to you, I’ve obtained such a rare Gu worm.”

Chen Yin shrugged. His identity wasn’t a secret anyway. He hadn’t bothered hiding it.

“It seems inviting you to accompany me was a wise decision.”

“You flatter me. Our friend from Shen Li also contributed.” Chen Yin smiled and glanced at the masked man.

But the masked man just looked away and said coldly, “I didn’t contribute anything. You saved me. I don’t deserve any credit.”

Chen Yin chuckled awkwardly.

“You seemed to be affected by the miasma earlier. Are you alright?”

“I’m fine. I can take care of myself.” He glared at Chen Yin and turned away.

Chen Yin shrugged and turned his attention back to the crystal skeleton.

“Huh?”

The Grand Witch noticed something strange.

The skeleton, still in its meditative posture, was trembling slightly.

A crack appeared on the ground before it, revealing a passage leading downwards.

“An underground chamber?” The Grand Witch said in surprise. “There’s more to this place?”

“Hidden so deep, I imagine the Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma is down there.”

Chen Yin nodded. “Let’s go take a look.”

The Grand Witch nodded and started down the passage.

The masked figure glanced at Chen Yin, then followed her.

Chen Yin, bringing up the rear, turned and looked back at the crystal skeleton.

…Was it his imagination?

Although the skeleton had no face, its posture…

…seemed familiar.

That strange sense of familiarity he had felt when he first saw the barrier was even stronger now.

The skeleton’s posture…

…resembled the statue he had obtained in the bamboo forest within the Heavenly Path Perilous Domain.

That statue was still in his scroll’s space, and it was after obtaining it that the scroll had gained the ability to absorb Heavenly Dao Fragments.

But he still didn’t know who the statue depicted.

He was about to reach out and examine the skeleton more closely when the Grand Witch’s voice came from the passage below. “Young Master Chen?”

…Forget it. We’ll deal with that later.

Chen Yin shook his head and called out, “Coming.”

Chapter 197: Skull with a Familiar Face

It was a grotesque skeleton.

Humanoid in shape, but its withered and decayed form was beyond recognition.

An eerie green glow emanated from its bones, a clear sign of a potent poison. Even a casual strike from Chen Yin’s sword caused the toxic energy to dissipate and spread.

Fortunately, his blue spiritual energy neutralized the poison instantly.

The Grand Witch narrowed her eyes and looked around.

“This… is the Poison Nightmare Realm?”

Although she had expected danger, the reality was still unsettling.

The sky was a dark purple, the clouds formed of swirling miasma. The ground was cracked and barren, even the dust seemed to be coated in a toxic film.

Strange, twisted plants grew everywhere, their withered branches covered in tiny, wriggling worms, a sight that made her scalp crawl.

And then there were the humanoid skeletons that had attacked them.

Even the masked man couldn’t help but comment, “This miasma… is potent.”

“It’s a mixture of countless toxins, brewed over millennia.”

The Grand Witch brushed a strand of dark green hair from her face. “Miasma of this level can corrode even metal and spiritual energy. Even Grand Clarity Realm cultivators can’t stay here for long.”

“We need to be quick,” Chen Yin said, his voice low.

He felt a strange unease in this secret realm.

It wasn’t the dizziness caused by the miasma, but a deeper, more visceral sense of dread.

As if something sinister lurked within, something that made his skin crawl.

The Grand Witch nodded and started walking.

The realm was larger than they had expected.

The miasma stretched as far as the eye could see, and poisonous creatures, some even dangerous to them, lurked everywhere.

What unsettled Chen Yin the most were the humanoid skeletons.

Even when shattered into pieces, they would reassemble and attack again, their numbers far greater than they had anticipated.

At first, it was just one or two at a time. Then, groups of three or five, then dozens at once.

Chen Yin’s expression turned serious.

“We can’t kill them all.”

“It’s Gu techniques,” the Grand Witch said, her brow furrowed in thought. “There are records of Gu techniques that can control corpses in the Wu Xuan Cave’s scriptures, but controlling so many…”

“Is there a solution?” the masked man asked calmly.

“If it’s Gu techniques, then there must be a Mother Gu controlling them. We can’t kill all the lesser Gu. We have to find the Mother Gu first—”

The Grand Witch suddenly stopped mid-sentence.

Chen Yin, who was casually dispatching a skeleton with his sword, turned around, noticing her silence.

“What’s wrong?”

The Grand Witch didn’t answer.

Her eyes were wide, fixed on a small skeleton that was slowly approaching her.

It was smaller than the others, about the size of a child, its face a mangled mess, its movements slow and clumsy.

Even a mortal could have dodged it.

But the Grand Witch didn’t move.

For the first time, her usually arrogant and composed expression crumbled, replaced by a look of shock and disbelief.

As the skeleton’s bony fingers reached for her face, she still didn’t react, as if she hadn’t even seen it.

Clang.

The bony hand was stopped by a sword.

Chen Yin stood before her, his sword held casually in one hand. “What did you see?”

The Grand Witch’s lips moved silently, her eyes wide with disbelief.

“Impossible…”

Chen Yin glanced around. More skeletons were closing in. They couldn’t afford to waste time.

He unleashed a flurry of sword strikes, the Eternal Light sword splitting into countless shimmering blades, piercing through the approaching skeletons.

A moment later, only a pile of shattered bones and the swirling miasma remained.

“They’ll regenerate soon.”

Chen Yin turned to her, his voice low. “We can’t stay here for long. The miasma is getting denser.”

The Grand Witch’s eyes flickered, and she bit her lip.

“Did you recognize that skeleton?” the masked man asked, sheathing his sword.

“Yes…”

The Grand Witch crossed her arms, a rare look of sadness and hesitation on her face.

“That child… was one of the children from the Sacred Child trials.”

Chen Yin stopped and stared at her.

The Grand Witch’s eyes were downcast, her long eyelashes trembling slightly.

“Her name was Lingxiang.”

“She was from a neighboring village. We were sent to the Yama’s Valley together. But she couldn’t withstand the miasma and died on the fourth day.”

“I helped her avoid the poisonous creatures for the first two days, and when she started having a fever, I took care of her…”

But in the end…

The girl had died in her arms, her small face pale and lifeless, her lips bitten raw, black blood oozing from her eyes and ears, her screams so chilling that even the insects had fled.

Chen Yin listened silently, watching her.

He saw a flicker of resentment in her eyes.

He suddenly understood.

“Most of the children didn’t survive the first week. Those who did developed some resistance to the miasma, but most of them still died from the poisonous creatures or starvation.”

“Only that woman and I survived.” The Grand Witch’s voice had regained its usual calmness.

Chen Yin frowned. “So these skeletons… are the remains of the children who participated in the Sacred Child trials?”

“Not just children, there are adults too.”

“And their numbers… I can’t even begin to imagine.”

“Why are their bodies here, in this secret realm?” the masked man asked.

“I don’t know.”

The Grand Witch shook her head. “Let’s find the Mother Gu first. I’ll perform a ritual.”

She formed a series of hand seals, her slender fingers moving gracefully, and faint black dots appeared on the shattered bones.

She closed her eyes for a moment, then turned towards a specific direction.

“This way.”

---

After fighting their way through another wave of skeletons, they finally reached the Mother Gu’s location.

It was a valley.

Standing on the cliff overlooking it, even Chen Yin couldn’t help but feel a chill run down his spine.

The entire valley was teeming with snakes, scorpions, centipedes, and countless other venomous creatures, crawling and writhing among the bones and skulls, their legs clicking and scraping against the ground.

It was a nightmarish sight, enough to induce trypophobia in anyone.

“The Mother Gu is down there?” Chen Yin asked, his brow furrowed in disgust.

“Yes. The lesser Gu are all converging there.”

The Grand Witch looked down at the valley, her eye twitching slightly.

“Good heavens… this is…”

“Banded Scale Snakes, Thousand-Legged Centipedes, Blue-Tailed Scorpions… and many other extinct species.”

“There’s enough poison down there to kill a Grand Clarity Realm cultivator.”

“Is there a way to disperse them?” the masked man asked softly.

“Difficult. Even the Wu Xuan Cave has never seen such a concentration of poisonous creatures.”

The Grand Witch’s expression turned serious. “And the Mother Gu controlling the skeletons is also down there. Even if we disperse the insects, the skeletons will still be a problem.”

“So we have to go in?”

Chen Yin sighed. It seemed he would have to do the dirty work again.

He raised his Eternal Light sword and was about to jump down when—

“Wait!”

To his surprise, it wasn’t the Grand Witch who had stopped him, but the masked man.

“Do you… have a way to deal with those poisonous creatures?” the masked man asked after a moment of hesitation.

Chen Yin smiled faintly.

“Are you afraid I’ll get to the Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma first?”

“…May the best man win. I can’t handle those creatures. If you can, I’ll concede defeat.”

“Then just watch.”

Chen Yin looked down at the valley and jumped.

The masked man instinctively reached out to stop him,

Then hesitated and withdrew his hand.

Chen Yin landed gracefully at the bottom of the valley.

The moment he landed, countless poisonous creatures swarmed towards him, crawling up his legs and clothes.

But he simply flicked his sleeves, and they scattered,

Creating a clear path before him as he walked, the sea of insects parting before him like the Red Sea.

“Impressive,” the Grand Witch said, her eyes wide with surprise. “To use spiritual energy as a shield without harming or provoking the creatures… his control is incredible. How does he do it?”

The masked man just watched silently. The Grand Witch thought she heard him sigh softly.

“He’s always full of surprises.”

“Huh? Did you say something?”

“…No. You must have misheard.”

Chen Yin continued walking towards the center of the valley, where the concentration of poisonous creatures was the highest.

Although he wasn’t afraid of insects, he was still a normal human being (in his past life, at least).

And any normal person would be creeped out by this nightmarish scene.

He quickened his pace, trying to ignore the writhing mass of creatures around him.

Suddenly, he stopped.

…He heard a voice.

Chapter 196: Heads Up

Three days had passed.

In the Wu Xuan Cave’s main hall, Grand Witch Bi Luo sat on her throne, while Chen Yin, Qingying, Luo Luo, Nan Xiaoxiang, and Lian’er stood before her. The masked man stood apart from the group.

“Let’s establish the rules,” the Grand Witch began. “Both of you will enter the secret realm with me. You will protect me and retrieve the Phantasmal Harmony Ganoderma. Whoever contributes the most and retrieves the Ganoderma first will have their request granted.”

Chen Yin frowned slightly.

Obtaining the Ganoderma to cure Ye Ling’er had seemed like a sure thing, but now this masked man had appeared to complicate matters.

However, he suspected that regardless of who retrieved the Ganoderma, the Grand Witch wouldn’t refuse to help Ling’er.

So he wasn’t too worried.

The masked man nodded silently in agreement.

“The secret realm is located deep within the Yama’s Valley, a forbidden area of the Wu Xuan Cave.”

The Grand Witch explained, “The Yama’s Valley is one of the most dangerous and toxic places in the world. Be prepared.”

“If you die from some unknown poison or creature, I won’t bother retrieving your corpses.”

Luo Luo looked at Chen Yin with concern, but he just patted her head reassuringly.

“Don’t worry. I’m not afraid of poisons. You just stay here and wait for me, okay?”

“Okay.” Luo Luo nodded obediently.

Nan Xiaoxiang, despite having avoided him for days, couldn’t help but say, “The Yama’s Valley is full of dangers, but the most important thing is to avoid touching anything. Many of the poisonous creatures won’t bother you if you don’t provoke them.”

“Be… careful.”

Chen Yin grinned at her, and she quickly looked away, avoiding his gaze.

“Enough with the mushy stuff,”

The Grand Witch said with a sneer. “Are you ready? Follow me.”

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The Yama’s Valley was located deep within the Ten Thousand Mountains.

It was perpetually shrouded in a dense, impenetrable miasma.

Dark cliffs surrounded the valley, the air thick with poison, visibility extremely limited.

The Grand Witch walked confidently at the front, unfazed by the surrounding toxins. Chen Yin followed close behind, his eyes scanning their surroundings.

The masked man trailed behind them, like a silent ghost.

“Yama’s Valley… what an ominous name.”

Chen Yin couldn’t help but comment, “With such dense miasma and poisonous creatures everywhere, how did a child survive here?”

The Grand Witch stopped and glanced at him.

“Did Nan Xiaoxiang tell you about the Sacred Child selection process?”

Chen Yin shrugged, confirming her suspicions.

“She’s no longer a member of your sect. She has no obligation to keep your secrets.”

“Even so, revealing sect secrets is punishable by death.” The Grand Witch snorted.

“I won’t let her die,” Chen Yin said seriously.

“You’ll protect her?”

“She’s my friend.”

The Grand Witch’s eyes narrowed slightly, her lips curling into a disdainful smirk.

“Such touching devotion.”

“You haven’t answered my question yet,” Chen Yin persisted. “How did you survive this place?”

“It’s nothing.”

The Grand Witch’s tone was casual, as if she were talking about something trivial. “After being poisoned enough times, you become immune.”

Chen Yin paused.

Her tone was just like Nan Xiaoxiang’s.

But looking at the hostile environment around them, he couldn’t help but frown.

“That method… has a one in ten thousand chance of survival.”

“But I survived.”

The Grand Witch’s gaze was calm and unwavering. “And I’m perfectly fine.”

“Instead of dwelling on the past, let’s hurry. The entrance to the secret realm is still a long way off.”

Chen Yin didn’t say anything more.

With the Grand Witch leading the way, they encountered few attacks.

But occasionally, a venomous snake would lunge at them from the trees, only to be swatted away by Chen Yin. And to his surprise, the masked man also intervened a few times, killing a poisonous scorpion that had tried to sneak up on him.

After one such incident, Chen Yin couldn’t help but ask, “We’re competitors, are you sure you want to help me?”

The masked man just sheathed his sword and said calmly, “It was just a reflex. I hate poisonous insects.”

Then he continued walking in silence.

Chen Yin didn’t say anything more and followed them.

After almost a day of travel, the poisonous creatures became scarce, but the miasma grew denser.

Finally, the Grand Witch stopped before a shimmering barrier.

“We’re here.”

Chen Yin stared at the barrier, a strange sense of familiarity washing over him.

“This is the secret realm at the heart of the Yama’s Valley – the Poison Nightmare Realm.”

“Before we enter, I have to warn you,”

The Grand Witch’s voice turned serious. “The dangers within are far greater than anything you’ve encountered in the Yama’s Valley. Even Grand Clarity Realm cultivators would struggle to survive here.”

“No one knows what lies inside.”

“You don’t know?” Chen Yin asked, surprised.

“The last time anyone entered this realm was centuries ago.”

The Grand Witch shook her head. “Even the sect’s scriptures offer little information, only vague warnings of deadly perils.”

“So, once we’re inside, you two are responsible for my safety.”

Chen Yin nodded, but he was skeptical.

The Grand Witch was a nascent Grand Clarity Realm expert herself, a powerful cultivator.

Why would she need his protection?

But he had made a promise, so he had to play along.

“Don’t worry, if you’re in danger, just hide behind me.”

He grinned mischievously. “My arms are always open for you, Grand Witch~”

The Grand Witch frowned slightly, but didn’t comment. She channeled her spiritual energy and activated the barrier.

A soft, warm light enveloped them, and the scenery around them blurred.

This barrier was more powerful than any he had encountered before. Even passing through it felt like an immense pressure was bearing down on him.

He glanced at the Grand Witch and the masked man, who were also swaying slightly, their bodies struggling to adjust to the pressure.

But it was only a momentary discomfort.

As Chen Yin was about to examine their new surroundings, his playful expression vanished.

While the Grand Witch was still recovering from the barrier’s effects, Chen Yin’s voice rang out, low and urgent:

“Look out!”

Before she could react, a strong hand grabbed her and pulled her away.

A sword light exploded before them.

“Boom!”

As the dust and smoke settled, the Grand Witch finally saw what had attacked them.

…A severed head.

Chapter 195: I’ll Bite You Back

Nan Xiaoxiang had been avoiding Chen Yin for the past two days.

She spent all her time at the clinic, treating patients, and would quickly avoid him if they happened to meet outside.

Chen Yin wasn’t worried. He spent his days leisurely strolling around the village, playing with Luo Luo, teasing Qingying, occasionally cooking delicious meals, and enjoying the peace and quiet.

Until Lian’er appeared before him, her expression troubled.

“Big Brother…”

“Lian’er? What’s wrong?”

Lian’er was fidgeting with her dress, her head lowered, as if she had made a difficult decision.

“I-I’ll agree to your request, Big Brother. Just give me some more lollipops!”

Chen Yin’s mind went blank for a moment.

…Here’s what had happened.

Lian’er had become attached to him, knowing he had an endless supply of treats. She would visit him constantly, which annoyed Chen Yin.

He had been hoping to spend some quality time with Luo Luo and Qingying, but this little girl was always around, impossible to get rid of.

No matter how many treats he gave her, she would finish them all within a day and come back for more.

Finally, exasperated, he had said, “This is the last lollipop you’re getting.”

“If you want more, there’s a price to pay.”

“What price?” Lian’er had asked innocently.

“Hmm…”

Chen Yin had thought for a moment. Ordinary threats wouldn’t work on her. He needed something more drastic.

“If you want more, you have to take off your skirt and let me spank you.” He had said, trying to scare her.

But Lian’er had taken it seriously, her face crumpling in fear.

“Ah? Lian’er is afraid of pain! Don’t spank Lian’er, Big Brother…”

“Then don’t eat so much, okay?”

He had finally managed to get rid of her.

But he hadn’t expected her to return today.

With a look of determination on her face.

“Lian’er… Lian’er won’t cry, Big Brother! Do it!”

Seeing her teary eyes and her trembling hands as she reached for her skirt, Chen Yin was stunned.

“Whoa, hold on! Let’s talk about this!”

“Did you… finish all the lollipops already? I gave you so many!”

“Not all of them…” Lian’er pouted, “but the Grand Witch took them.”

Chen Yin: “…”

“And she told me to get more, and that I have to agree to any request you make…”

Chen Yin couldn’t listen anymore.

This was child abuse!

Not only did she steal a child’s candy, but she was also willing to sell her servant for more?

This Grand Witch was something else.

He sighed and patted Lian’er’s head. “Forget it, I’ll give you some more lollipops. It was just a joke.”

“Really?”

Lian’er’s face lit up instantly, her mood changing so quickly that Chen Yin wondered if he had been tricked.

“Yay! I knew Big Brother was the best!”

She took the box of lollipops, then ran over and kissed him on the cheek.

Chen Yin blushed. “Ahem. What was that for?”

“Didn’t you say you outsiders like this?”

Lian’er blinked her innocent eyes. “Lian’er can’t just take your food for free. And we don’t have such customs in the Ten Thousand Mountains. If you like it, Big Brother, I can kiss you again—”

“Stop, stop!”

Chen Yin chuckled nervously, wiping the sweat from his brow. “I was just joking. Don’t take it seriously.”

This girl was surprisingly forward.

But she was too innocent and pure. He couldn’t bring himself to take advantage of her.

As Lian’er happily munched on her lollipop, Chen Yin ruffled her hair gently. “Good girl. Let me check your cultivation progress. Make sure there are no problems with your meridians.”

Lian’er nodded obediently, her tongue swirling around the lollipop, as Chen Yin’s hand rested on her lower abdomen.

His eyes narrowed slightly as he channeled his spiritual energy into her body.

…Her spiritual energy was incredibly pure and potent, far beyond that of a beginner.

What kind of talent did this girl possess?

Chen Yin suddenly thought of his own Boundless Root. So far, its only benefit seemed to be the ability to use the scroll. And his supposedly “bottleneck-free” cultivation was now stuck at the Grand Clarity Realm.

He sighed inwardly. Comparison is the thief of joy.

“Big Brother, what’s wrong?” Lian’er tilted her head slightly.

“Nothing. It seems you’ve been working hard on your cultivation.”

“Of course! Lian’er is very diligent!”

She puffed out her chest proudly, waiting for his praise.

Chen Yin pulled her into his arms, gently caressing her cheek. “Good girl. As a reward, I’ll give you another box of lollipops later.”

“Yay! Thank you, Big Brother!”

“You should call me Master now, shouldn’t you?”

“Thank you, Master!”

Lian’er’s sweet smile made Chen Yin’s heart melt.

After playing with her for a while longer, she finally left, clutching her two boxes of lollipops.

As soon as she was gone, Chen Yin saw a pair of furry ears peeking around the doorway.

“Why don’t you come in?” He poured himself a cup of tea.

Luo Luo emerged from the shadows and stood beside him.

“You and Lian’er seemed to be having… a lot of fun.”

“Are you jealous?” Chen Yin asked with a playful smile.

“N-no…”

“Really?”

“Maybe… a little.” Luo Luo blinked at him shyly.

“Then how should I compensate you?”

Luo Luo thought for a moment, then snuggled into his arms.

“Luo Luo also wants head pats.”

Chen Yin happily obliged, his hands gently caressing her soft, furry ears.

Luo Luo closed her eyes contentedly, a soft purr escaping her throat.

But then, Chen Yin gently nibbled on the tip of her ear.

“Ah!”

Luo Luo yelped, her face turning crimson.

“Y-Young Master, what are you doing…?”

“Someone’s jealous, and the room is filled with a sour scent.”

Chen Yin said seriously, “I need something sweet to neutralize it.”

“What’s sweet?”

“Luo Luo is the sweetest thing in my heart.”

“Ah? Don’t bite Luo Luo, please…” she whined, her ears drooping.

Chen Yin chuckled.

“Then you can bite me instead.”