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

Chapter 177: Good Cop, Bad Cop

Back in their room, night had fallen.

Nan Xiaoxiang stood on the balcony, gazing into the distance, a pensive expression on her face.

Chen Yin walked over and stood beside her. “What are you looking at?”

She didn’t answer.

Chen Yin followed her gaze and saw a young boy hiding behind a tree, looking towards their house.

…It was the younger brother from the other day.

His face was dirty, his eyes filled with resentment and hatred.

He just stood there, silently watching Nan Xiaoxiang’s room.

Even though he knew he couldn’t do anything.

It seemed like his hateful gaze was his last act of defiance.

Chen Yin asked softly, “Did you go see his brother again?”

“I left some medicine at their doorstep.”

Nan Xiaoxiang’s voice was filled with a quiet sadness. “His brother is still bedridden. The younger brother can’t afford the medicine on his own.”

“Didn’t you go inside?”

Nan Xiaoxiang looked at him.

Chen Yin was just teasing. He knew the younger brother wouldn’t let her in.

“You can’t save someone who wants to die.”

Chen Yin stretched lazily. “If he tries that suicidal trial again, don’t bother saving him next time.”

Nan Xiaoxiang shook her head.

“If I see it, I’ll still save him.”

Chen Yin chuckled softly.

“You’re such a foolish woman.”

Nan Xiaoxiang frowned, slightly annoyed by his words. “You seem to have a lot of free time, Young Master Chen, to be teasing me like this.”

“Multitasking is a skill.”

Chen Yin grinned and leaned against the railing, his voice turning serious.

“…I saw someone from Shen Li earlier.”

Nan Xiaoxiang’s eyes widened in surprise.

“Shen Li has contacted the Wu Xuan Cave?”

“Not yet.” Chen Yin shook her head. “They’re trying to recruit the Grand Witch. I suspect she might have obtained a Heavenly Dao Fragment.”

A thoughtful expression crossed Nan Xiaoxiang’s face.

“Can you convince her not to join them?”

Nan Xiaoxiang hesitated.

“I… I don’t know.” Her beautiful face clouded with uncertainty. “I’m not on good terms with her. She might not listen to me.”

“Really? I have faith in you.”

Chen Yin looked at her with a playful smile, making her blush slightly.

“Why?”

“Just a hunch.” He shrugged.

Nan Xiaoxiang assumed he was teasing her again and didn’t take him seriously.

Down below, the younger brother finally left.

Nan Xiaoxiang watched him go, her head lowered.

Chen Yin looked at her and suddenly asked, “Are you hungry?”

Nan Xiaoxiang was about to decline when he added, “We’ve been eating simple meals these past few days. Are you used to it?”

She had never heard such a considerate tone from him and looked at him with surprise.

“What do you mean, Young Master Chen?”

“Nothing.”

Chen Yin glanced in the direction the boy had left and said with a smile, “Let’s have a barbecue.”

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In the small hut at the foot of the mountain…

The younger brother entered the dimly lit room, carrying firewood, and rekindled the dying embers in the hearth.

As the fire crackled to life, he scooped some water and walked over to his brother, who was still lying motionless on the bed.

“Brother, have some water.” He said softly.

His brother opened his eyes with difficulty, his lips moving silently, his throat parched.

Water trickled down his chin as his younger brother helped him drink. His eyes finally regained some focus.

The younger brother saw him mouthing the words, “I’m sorry.”

“It’s not your fault, Brother. It’s that bitch’s fault.”

He clenched his fists tightly. “I believe in you. If it wasn’t for her interference, you would have succeeded.”

Tears welled up in the older brother’s eyes as he looked at his younger brother, his lips moving silently.

“Brother, you must be hungry. I’ll go to the village and see if I can find some food.”

As the younger brother was about to leave, he suddenly smelled a strange, enticing aroma.

It was a mouthwatering blend of roasted meat and spices, so strong that it seemed to be pulling him towards it.

He hesitated for a moment, then rushed outside.

“What… what are you doing?!”

Not far from their hut, a bonfire crackled merrily, skewers of meat sizzling over the flames.

Chen Yin, brushing oil and spices onto the meat, replied without looking up, “Sorry, this was the only open space we could find. Hope you don’t mind.”

Nan Xiaoxiang sat opposite him, her head lowered silently.

The skewers of meat, glistening with oil, sizzled and popped over the fire, their aroma filling the air.

The younger brother stared at the meat, his stomach rumbling, drool dripping from his lips.

But he restrained himself and returned to the hut.

His brother was whimpering softly, his lips forming the words, “Don’t go. It’s too late… it’s dangerous.”

“But you haven’t eaten anything all day, Brother, if you don’t—”

The older brother shook his head weakly.

“It’s… fine.”

The younger brother bit his lip, his inner conflict evident.

Finally, after a long struggle, he made up his mind.

Chen Yin, who was enjoying his barbecue, suddenly heard a hesitant voice.

“Excuse me… could you… could you spare some food?” The younger brother’s face was flushed as he stood before the bonfire.

Nan Xiaoxiang’s eyes widened in surprise, but Chen Yin said casually, “Oh? You want some too?”

“But we don’t have enough for ourselves. If we give it to you for free, what will we eat?”

Nan Xiaoxiang was about to protest when Chen Yin gave her a subtle look.

She fell silent and looked away.

The younger brother, his head lowered, said, “I-I can work for you! I can do laundry, chop wood, fetch water, anything! I’m very strong!”

Chen Yin looked at him with a smirk. “That’s it?”

The boy didn’t speak, his head still lowered.

His pride seemed to be burning along with the bonfire.

“Well, I don’t really need anyone to do my laundry or chop wood,”

Chen Yin said with a sigh, “but doing good deeds is always a virtue.”

“You look so skinny and pitiful, I’ll give you a few skewers.”

“What can I say? I’m just too kind.”

He casually tossed a few skewers onto the ground,

…as if he was throwing scraps to a stray dog.

Nan Xiaoxiang frowned, but she still didn’t speak.

She didn’t think Chen Yin would do such a thing.

The younger brother looked at the skewers, covered in dirt and ashes, took a deep breath, knelt down, and kowtowed gratefully, then quickly picked them up and ran back to the hut.

“Brother! I got some food!”

After he left, Nan Xiaoxiang finally spoke.

“Young Master Chen, why did you humiliate him like that? He just wanted some food—”

“…Someone has to play the bad cop.”

Chen Yin continued grilling the meat, his expression unchanged.

“If kindness is given too easily, people take it for granted.”

“If you had simply given him the food, he would have seen you as a pushover. Even if you gave him more, he wouldn’t be grateful.”

“In his mind, you would still be the wicked woman who prevented his brother from achieving immortality.”

Nan Xiaoxiang frowned. She was about to say that she didn’t need their gratitude when Chen Yin interrupted her.

“Gratitude might not be important to you.”

“But you should understand. The most difficult illness to cure is the one of the heart.”

Chen Yin’s gaze was calm. “If you truly want to save him, it’s not enough to just keep him alive.”

“…You have to give him a reason to live.”

Nan Xiaoxiang froze, her eyes widening slightly.

“These are done. Eat while they’re hot.” Chen Yin handed her a few skewers.

She didn’t take them, just stared at him, her eyes filled with a strange light.

“Why are you looking at me like that?”

Chen Yin chuckled and scratched his cheek. “Don’t tell me you’ve fallen for me.”

“…You would be much more respectable in my eyes if you didn’t say such things, Young Master Chen.”

“Tch, you don’t know how to appreciate a good man. There are countless women out there who would kill for my attention.”

“Fine, if you don’t want them, you can figure out what to do with them yourself.”

He stood up. “I’m done grilling. It would be a waste to let them go to waste.”

“Do as you please.”

With that, he extinguished the bonfire and strolled back to his room, his hands clasped behind his back, like an old man taking an evening walk.

Nan Xiaoxiang looked at the skewers on the grill, their aroma still tempting, and fell into deep thought.

After a long while, she finally understood what he meant.

…Someone had to play the bad cop.

And someone had to play the good cop.

He had deliberately given her the opportunity to be the good guy.

Looking at the skewers, Nan Xiaoxiang’s heart was filled with a complex mix of emotions.

But in the end, she picked them up

And walked towards the brothers’ hut.

Chapter 176: Following the Trail

Black robes and a mask. Hidden entirely in the shadows.

Chen Yin was all too familiar with this attire.

…Shen Li.

Lian’er, noticing the sudden chill in Chen Yin’s aura, followed his gaze curiously.

“Brother, do you know that masked person?”

“Who is he?” Chen Yin asked, his eyes fixed on the masked figure.

“He’s from an organization called Shen Li. He’s a guest of the Grand Witch.”

A guest of the Grand Witch? Chen Yin narrowed his eyes. “The Grand Witch has connections with Shen Li?”

“He came a month ago, inviting the Grand Witch to join their organization.”

Lian’er explained, “But she hasn’t given him an answer yet. She said she’ll decide after she comes out of seclusion.”

“So he’s waiting for her, just like you.”

Chen Yin’s eyes flickered.

…It seemed the Grand Witch hadn’t joined Shen Li yet.

If she had, Ye Huang would be in grave danger, and there would be little hope for Ye Ling’er.

The good news was that he had found a Shen Li hideout.

And he had arrived just in time. Perhaps he could stop the Grand Witch from joining them.

“Brother, you seem to dislike that masked person.”

Lian’er bit her finger, her innocent eyes blinking at him.

Chen Yin was silent for a moment, then said softly, “Something like that.”

“Then I must warn you, Brother, don’t fight in the village.”

Lian’er said seriously, “The Grand Witch hates fighting and noise. She’ll kick you out if you cause trouble.”

Chen Yin frowned slightly, then nodded.

The masked figure also noticed them.

He turned his head and froze, his gaze meeting Chen Yin’s.

Since he had been spotted, Chen Yin decided not to hide. He walked towards the masked figure.

“Greetings, friend of Shen Li.” He smiled and bowed slightly.

The masked figure stared at him silently.

Chen Yin was surprised by his calmness.

…This guy was from Shen Li, but he didn’t recognize him?

He had thought that after costing Shen Li so dearly, his face would be well-known within the organization.

“You seem unfamiliar with my face.”

The masked figure remained silent, like a lifeless statue.

Was this guy mute?

Chen Yin thought for a moment, then said, “It’s a pleasure to meet a friend of Shen Li. Why don’t you come to my place for a cup of tea?” He gestured politely.

His meaning was clear.

Now that he had been spotted, there was no escaping this village.

The masked figure didn’t move, his silence unsettling.

Chen Yin was starting to lose his patience, his gaze turning cold, when the masked figure finally spoke:

“Are you… also a guest of the Grand Witch? How do you know about Shen Li?”

His voice was androgynous, difficult to distinguish.

Chen Yin paused.

This guy really didn’t recognize him? There were such naive people in Shen Li?

But this might be his chance.

An idea formed in his mind. He put on a friendly smile.

“Don’t you know? I’m a close friend of the Divine Son.”

“…I’m a new member of Shen Li. I’m still unfamiliar with many things.” The masked figure said softly.

“I see.”

Chen Yin feigned understanding and moved closer, acting like they were old friends. “It’s alright, you’ll get used to it.”

“Come, come, let’s have a drink at my place! Fine wine and good company!”

He reached out a hand, and the masked figure flinched as if he had been electrocuted.

“I apologize,” he said softly, “but the organization has rules.”

“Oh, right, right, my apologies.”

Chen Yin chuckled. “In that case, I won’t disturb you any further. You’re also waiting for the Grand Witch to come out of seclusion, right?”

The masked figure nodded silently.

“Then we’ll be staying in the village for a few days. Feel free to visit me for a drink anytime. I’ll be waiting.”

The masked figure didn’t reply, his face hidden behind the mask, his expression unreadable.

He turned and walked away.

Chen Yin’s smile faded as he watched him go.

Lian’er blinked, her eyes darting back and forth between them.

“Brother, didn’t you say you disliked him?”

Chen Yin thought for a moment and pulled out a cream cake.

“Don’t tell the Grand Witch about this. You can have as much cake and bread as you want if you keep quiet.”

Lian’er’s eyes lit up, and she happily took the cake.

After bribing her into silence, Chen Yin turned his attention to the departing masked figure, his eyes narrowed.

A black figure silently appeared beside him.

“The System detected a Chosen One nearby,” Qingying said, her eyes serious.

“He’s from Shen Li.” Chen Yin said calmly. “Can you follow him?”

“I’ll try.”

She whispered, “But he might have sensed me. The System can detect other Chosen Ones.”

Chen Yin shook his head. “Forget it. Just act normal.”

Qingying couldn’t help but ask, “What are you planning to do?”

“He’s just a small fry, not worth the trouble.”

Chen Yin’s eyes were clear, his voice low. “I want to follow the trail and find the Divine Son.”

…The Divine Son was a cautious man.

The Shen Li members he had encountered before, the Divine Messengers, would rather die than reveal any information. They had clearly been well-trained.

Now that he had encountered a newcomer, he couldn’t afford to alert them.

“It seems Shen Li is trying to recruit the Grand Witch.”

He said slowly, “Perhaps we can use this opportunity to find the Divine Son’s hideout.”

“But to prevent him from escaping, let’s have Luo Luo keep an eye on him.”

Luo Luo was no longer a Chosen One, and with her ability to merge with the void, she was the perfect candidate for the job.

Qingying nodded and disappeared silently.

Lian’er was still happily munching on her cake. Chen Yin stroked his chin thoughtfully.

…Weren’t all Shen Li members supposed to be Chosen Ones?

And Nan Xiaoxiang had said that the Wu Xuan Cave didn’t have a Heavenly Dao Fragment.

If they were trying to recruit the Grand Witch, did that mean she had obtained one?

He would have to wait until she came out of seclusion to find out.

Chapter 175: Servant Lian’er

Lian’er poked and prodded Chen Yin’s arm and face, examining him closely.

“Hmm… you seem fine.”

She smiled brightly. “That’s great! I was worried! I wanted to ask you for more of that delicious thing you gave me.”

…So it didn’t matter whether he lived or died, as long as she got her bread. Chen Yin’s lips twitched.

“You want more bread?”

“It was so delicious,” Lian’er blinked her large, innocent eyes. “I’ve never tasted anything like it.”

Chen Yin reached for the System Shop, then paused and changed his mind.

“But… I’m running low on bread. If I give it to you, we won’t have any left.”

A flicker of disappointment crossed Lian’er’s eyes, then she brightened and asked, “Can I trade something for it?”

“What do you have to trade?”

“What do you want?”

Chen Yin thought for a moment. “I want you to be my guide and tell me about the Wu Xuan Cave.”

“That’s it?”

Lian’er looked at him suspiciously. Chen Yin pulled out a loaf of bread.

“If you agree, you can have as much as you want.”

Lian’er’s eyes lit up, and she snatched the bread eagerly. “Deal.”

“I’ll show you around.”

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The Wu Xuan Cave was larger and more sparsely populated than they had imagined.

The village sprawled across several mountain peaks, but the houses were scattered, miles apart, hidden among the dense, humid jungle, the air thick with the unpleasant scent of miasma.

“We’ve lived in seclusion in the Ten Thousand Mountains for generations, rarely interacting with the outside world. It’s very difficult for outsiders to find us.”

Lian’er said, her cheeks bulging with bread, her voice slightly muffled, “There are countless poisonous insects and plants in these mountains. Some are so potent that even the strongest cultivators can’t withstand them. Every disciple of the Wu Xuan Cave is born with a high tolerance to toxins. Otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to cultivate our techniques.”

“Besides using poisons, we also cultivate Gu worms. The other sects are terrified of our Gu.”

Chen Yin looked around at the Wu Xuan Cave’s structures and asked, “What’s the hierarchy like in your sect?”

“It used to be ruled by the Council of Elders,” Lian’er pouted, “but after the Grand Witch appeared, the elders went into seclusion.”

“Now, everyone in the Wu Xuan Cave follows the Grand Witch’s orders.”

“Because she passed the Sacred Child trial?” Chen Yin asked.

Lian’er looked at him with surprise. “How did you know, Brother? The Grand Witch said it was a secret.”

…But you just confirmed it yourself.

Chen Yin was both amused and exasperated by this naive girl.

She was different from Luo Luo’s natural airheadedness. Lian’er’s innocence was like that of a child raised in the mountains, completely unaware of the complexities of social interactions.

Her pure and guileless nature made him feel guilty for trying to extract information from her.

“The Grand Witch is the only one who has passed the Sacred Child trial in centuries. According to the sect’s scriptures, she’s just one step away from completing the Sacred Child’s cultivation.”

Lian’er said, “But lately, she doesn’t seem interested in cultivating the Sacred Child physique anymore. I don’t know why.”

Chen Yin hesitated, then asked tentatively, “What’s the last step?”

Lian’er blinked her large, innocent eyes at him.

“Lian’er can’t tell you. The Grand Witch said she’ll spank me if I do.”

Chen Yin: “…”

Was this Grand Witch some kind of tyrant?

He was about to try and get some information about Nan Xiaoxiang from her when Lian’er suddenly said, “Look, that’s our main hall!”

Chen Yin looked up and saw a large wooden structure built on a cliff face, seemingly floating in the air.

It was decorated with intricate patterns, animal skins, and skulls.

“Our main hall is so grand!”

Lian’er said wistfully, “When I was little, many followers and disciples would come and kneel before the hall every morning.”

“But there are fewer and fewer people these days…” Her voice trailed off, a hint of sadness in her tone.

Chen Yin couldn’t help but ask, “Why?”

“Because the Grand Witch doesn’t like crowds.”

Lian’er whispered, “Don’t tell her I told you this, okay?”

“After she inherited the Wu Xuan Cave, she dismissed many disciples! Now, only a few loyal followers remain. And she raised the requirements for new disciples. Many children who were qualified before can no longer join the sect.”

“Over the years, the Wu Xuan Cave’s population has dwindled, and with the elders in seclusion, it’s just me and the Grand Witch now.”

“If it weren’t for me taking care of her, I think she would have abandoned me too.” Her voice was filled with a quiet resentment.

“…Why do you think she’s doing this?” Chen Yin asked, lost in thought.

“I think,”

Lian’er looked around conspiratorially, then leaned closer and whispered in his ear, “the Grand Witch wants to eat all the pork herself! If there are too many disciples, they’ll steal her food!”

Chen Yin looked at her, speechless.

…If that was the reason, then the Wu Xuan Cave might as well close its doors.

“By the way, is it against the rules to tell me all this?”

“Rules?” Lian’er tilted her head cutely. “The Grand Witch didn’t mention any rules when she chose me as her servant.”

This sect is really laid-back. Chen Yin chuckled inwardly.

As they chatted, Lian’er led him to the main hall.

“Here we are.”

She explained, “The Grand Witch lives behind the main hall. She also cultivates in the cave behind it.”

“Don’t disturb her while she’s in seclusion. She’s scary when she’s angry!” she said seriously.

Chen Yin nodded and began to stroll around the main hall.

…He wondered how long she would be in seclusion.

He still had some time before the three-month deadline. He could wait a few days.

As he walked, he noticed something from the corner of his eye.

A masked figure was standing on the other side of the hall, also looking up at the structure.

Chen Yin’s aura instantly turned cold.

Chapter 174: Good Deeds Deserve Rewards

Outside, the night was cool and breezy.

Inside Nan Xiaoxiang’s room, Chen Yin held her hand, his unique blue spiritual energy flowing through her meridians.

It was strange.

Nan Xiaoxiang was a mortal, and normally, Chen Yin would have to be extremely careful when channeling his spiritual energy into her body.

A cultivator’s potent spiritual energy could easily damage a mortal’s delicate meridians.

But his blue spiritual energy was gentle and flowed smoothly through her body, like a soothing rain, dispelling the lingering chill of the poison without any resistance. Chen Yin didn’t even have to control it.

It seemed his blue spiritual energy had more uses than he had realized.

After a while, beads of sweat appeared on Nan Xiaoxiang’s forehead.

She seemed a little flushed, her collar slightly unbuttoned, revealing a glimpse of her fair skin.

She opened her eyes, her gaze slightly downcast.

“Thank you for your trouble, Young Master Chen.”

Chen Yin didn’t reply, just silently withdrew his hand.

The atmosphere grew awkward.

Nan Xiaoxiang lowered her head, avoiding his gaze.

“I have a question,” Chen Yin suddenly said.

“When that boy was hitting you, did you feel… wronged?”

Nan Xiaoxiang’s body trembled slightly.

She took a deep breath, her eyes glistening with tears.

“Does it matter?” she whispered. “I was just doing what I had to do.”

“You didn’t have to save him. It was his choice.”

“I told you, I couldn’t just stand by and watch him die.”

Nan Xiaoxiang finally looked up, meeting Chen Yin’s gaze.

Her eyes were filled with a complex mix of emotions, but her resolve was unwavering.

Chen Yin was silent for a moment, then sighed softly.

“…They won’t thank you.”

“I’m not doing this for their gratitude.”

Nan Xiaoxiang said seriously, “I simply chose a path and followed it.”

Once she had chosen her path…

…She would overcome any obstacle in her way.

Regret was not an option.

“I know you think I’m a scheming and hypocritical woman, Young Master Chen.”

She gently touched her hand, which was still slightly cold, and said, each word deliberate, “I don’t expect you to change your mind about me.”

“I just hope you believe that I truly want to save Ye Ling’er.”

Chen Yin looked at her intently.

After a long silence, he sighed softly.

“…You’re wrong.”

“I might think you’re scheming, but I’ve never thought you were hypocritical.”

Although Nan Xiaoxiang had lied to him about many things…

…She had never lied about her kindness.

She was a true healer.

“You said you weren’t doing this for a reward,”

Chen Yin pulled a milkshake from the System Shop, “but I’ll give you one anyway.”

Nan Xiaoxiang stared at the drink in his hand.

“What is this?”

“Try it and see.”

She hesitated. “You’re not really treating me like a child, are you? I was just doing what I thought was right. There’s no need for a reward.”

“You don’t have to take it.” Chen Yin’s gaze was calm.

But Nan Xiaoxiang took the milkshake.

The cold, sweet, and slightly tart flavor made her eyes widen in surprise.

“How… how can something be so delicious?”

“Just for today,” Chen Yin sat beside her bed, “you can have as much as you want.”

Nan Xiaoxiang stared at the milkshake in her hand, the refreshing taste lingering on her lips.

She suddenly felt a lump in her throat.

…She had been so determined.

To heal the sick, to do good, to expect nothing in return.

Even if she was misunderstood or wronged.

But if someone told her, when she was feeling down and discouraged:

You did the right thing.

You’re amazing.

This is a reward for being a good girl.

Nan Xiaoxiang suddenly realized that she wasn’t as strong as she thought she was.

She could still be moved to tears by such a small gesture.

She didn’t want to lose her composure in front of Chen Yin, so she took a deep breath, lowered her head, and continued drinking the milkshake, her hair falling forward, hiding her glistening eyes.

Chen Yin, seeing this, gently touched her back.

Nan Xiaoxiang flinched and was about to speak, “Young Master Chen—”

“Does it hurt?” she heard him ask softly.

He had noticed the bruise on her back, where the younger brother had struck her.

Even a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy could inflict a painful blow.

And Nan Xiaoxiang was just a mortal.

She bit her lip and didn’t answer.

A warm, soothing energy flowed from his fingertips into her back, easing the pain and swelling.

The warmth and the gentle pressure of his touch made her cheeks flush slightly.

“Is that better?”

“…Thank you, Young Master Chen.”

Nan Xiaoxiang bowed her head slightly, stealing a glance at him.

His expression was calm, his eyes clear, no hint of lechery or malice.

He withdrew his hand and said softly, “We might be staying here for a few days.”

“If you encounter something like this again—”

“There’s no need to dissuade me, Young Master Chen. I’ll still do it.” Nan Xiaoxiang said firmly, without hesitation.

“…I wasn’t going to dissuade you.”

Chen Yin glanced at her sideways. “Just call me next time.”

“At least, no one will be throwing stools at you while you’re trying to save someone’s life.”

Nan Xiaoxiang paused, her eyes widening slightly.

With that, Chen Yin left the room. The evening breeze blew through the window, carrying a chill. Nan Xiaoxiang finished her milkshake and walked to the window, gazing outside, lost in thought.

…Besides the old physician who had saved her…

This was the first time someone had supported her actions.

It… felt nice.

A faint smile touched her lips.

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The next morning, seeing that Luo Luo was still fast asleep, Chen Yin went outside and stretched.

But he quickly frowned and wrinkled his nose, leaning against the railing with a look of disgust.

“What’s wrong? Feeling down so early in the morning?”

Qingying, dressed in her black bodysuit, landed beside him gracefully.

“I wanted to enjoy some fresh air,”

Chen Yin pouted. “But this damn place is filled with miasma. It’s suffocating.”

Qingying almost chuckled.

“What about you? Where did you go last night?”

“I went to contact the Ten Thousand—”

Qingying stopped mid-sentence, then snorted. “Why should I tell you?”

“Hey, I’m your employer!”

“Employers can’t interfere in their employees’ private lives, can they?”

“Private life?” Chen Yin looked at her with a playful grin. “Did you find a local boyfriend in the Wu Xuan Cave?”

The next moment, he ran away as fast as he could.

The railing where he had been standing was now broken.

“You vulgar scoundrel!”

Qingying gritted her teeth and glared at him.

“Seriously, though, there is a Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion branch in the Ten Thousand Mountains.”

“But it’s far. It took me all night to make a round trip.” She leaned against the doorframe, her arms crossed.

“My, you’re quite diligent.” Chen Yin asked with a smile, “Why are you so eager to help me deal with those Shen Li pests?”

He had intended to contact the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion himself when they arrived.

But he had been too lazy and decided to settle in the Wu Xuan Cave first.

He hadn’t expected Qingying to take the initiative.

“I… I had nothing better to do.”

Qingying averted her gaze, her voice slightly muffled. “My training in the secret division makes it hard for me to stay idle, so I… I just helped you out, you lazy bum.”

Her voice trailed off.

Chen Yin looked at her with surprise. “Since when are you so helpful?”

“Hey! Don’t question my kindness! You ungrateful brat! I won’t help you next time. Hmph.”

She tossed a jade token at him and stormed off.

Chen Yin grinned, watching her leave.

Her tsundere personality was probably incurable, even by Nan Xiaoxiang.

He infused the token with his spiritual energy, and rows of text appeared before him.

“Top Secret. Access restricted to Supreme level and above.”

“Traces of Shen Li activity detected within the Ten Thousand Mountains within the past month.”

“Details unknown, location unconfirmed.”

Within the past month, huh… Chen Yin stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Ye Huang had arrived here six months ago. If the Shen Li members only appeared recently, it was unlikely they were after him.

Unfortunately, the Ten Thousand Mountains were vast, and even the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion’s intelligence network was limited here.

Obtaining more precise information would be extremely difficult.

But Shen Li only cared about Heavenly Dao Fragments and Chosen Ones.

If they were here, it meant they had caught wind of something.

Could it be related to the Wu Xuan Cave…? He wondered.

Suddenly, he noticed something from the corner of his eye and jumped in surprise.

“Whoa!”

A small, pale face was inches from his own, its large, watery eyes blinking at him curiously.

It was the young girl, Lian’er.

“Wh-what are you doing here?”

“I saw you standing there motionless, so I thought you had been stung by a bug. I wanted to see if you were dead.”

Her voice was innocent and pure, filled with a childlike curiosity.

Chen Yin’s lips twitched.

“…Couldn’t you have thought of something more positive?”

“But isn’t death the best outcome?” Lian’er said matter-of-factly. “Many of our poisons cause unbearable suffering. Your skin rots and festers, attracting insects that feast on your flesh, your blood turns sweet, and you even crave it yourself, and then—”

“Stop!”

Chen Yin wiped the sweat from his brow.

…I misjudged you. You’re already being very considerate.

Chapter 173: A Healer Cannot Stand By

After settling in the village, night fell.

Luo Luo, still affected by the miasma, took some medicine and went to bed early.

Qingying, as usual, disappeared as soon as night fell. But she had her System, so Chen Yin wasn’t worried.

Only Nan Xiaoxiang remained, standing outside, her arms resting on the railing, a troubled expression on her face.

“How does it feel to be back?”

Chen Yin casually strolled over and leaned against the railing beside her. Nan Xiaoxiang frowned slightly at his closeness, but her voice remained polite.

“Just a bit nostalgic. I don’t remember much from my childhood.”

That was a lie.

If she didn’t remember, how could she have led them through the treacherous Ten Thousand Mountains to this hidden village?

Chen Yin didn’t call her out on it and just looked at the village lazily.

“Hungry?”

“…A little.”

He offered her a small cake.

Nan Xiaoxiang took a bite, the soft, fluffy texture melting in her mouth. Her eyes lit up.

“So sweet and soft… unlike anything from the Central Plains. It’s delicious.”

“How do you always have so many interesting treats?” she asked, turning to him.

Chen Yin shrugged. “There are many delicious things in the world. You’re just too busy healing the sick to try them.”

Nan Xiaoxiang looked at him expectantly.

“Do you have more?”

Chen Yin offered her a chocolate mousse.

With each bite, her eyes sparkled with delight, as if she was experiencing something extraordinary.

After finishing the mousse, she licked her lips, her gaze lingering on Chen Yin, as if she wanted to ask for more but hesitated.

“I have other flavors if you want to try them,” Chen Yin said, “but in my hometown, girls who eat sweets at night get fat. If you don’t mind that, you can have as much as you want.”

Nan Xiaoxiang hesitated, then looked away.

“I’m fine.”

Seeing that she had actually resisted the temptation, Chen Yin teased, “So you do care about your figure, Miss Nan.”

“Is it strange for a girl to care about her figure?” Nan Xiaoxiang’s voice held a hint of annoyance.

“No, I just find it… refreshing.”

He shrugged. “I thought a woman like you, dedicated to healing and saving lives, wouldn’t care about such trivial matters.”

Nan Xiaoxiang glared at him. “Those two things aren’t mutually exclusive!”

Chen Yin chuckled and shrank back playfully.

After a moment of silence, Nan Xiaoxiang sighed softly and leaned against the railing, a melancholic expression on her face. “Do you… think I’m foolish, Young Master Chen?”

“The world isn’t exactly peaceful, but it’s not a chaotic wasteland either.”

“Everyone is busy with their own lives. Is it stupid of me to always try to save others?”

Chen Yin thought for a moment. “If you think it’s the right thing to do, then why do you care what others think?”

“…So you do think it’s stupid.”

“I didn’t say that. Don’t put words in my mouth.”

A gentle breeze rustled her hair, the soft strands brushing against Chen Yin’s hand, carrying a faint, sweet fragrance.

“You’re right,” she suddenly said.

“If I think it’s right, then it is. It doesn’t matter what others think.”

“I’m living my own life.” She rested her chin on the railing, her gaze distant.

For a moment, Chen Yin found her quiet demeanor strangely comforting.

Like a cat curled up on a blanket on a summer afternoon.

Her eyes, like a sleepy cat’s, held a hint of weariness.

The night in the Wu Xuan Cave was eerily silent, even the usual sounds of insects and birds were absent.

Chen Yin didn’t speak, just stood there beside her, his presence a silent comfort.

Suddenly, a soft, muffled moan broke the silence.

The sound was filled with pain, but also restraint. A hushed, urgent whisper followed.

Chen Yin’s expression turned serious, and Nan Xiaoxiang, also hearing the sounds, frowned slightly.

“Young Master Chen, did you hear something?”

“Yes.” Chen Yin turned towards the sound. “It’s coming from that house down there.”

Nan Xiaoxiang was about to go investigate when Chen Yin gently stopped her. “Meddling might get us into trouble.”

Nan Xiaoxiang hesitated, then shook her head.

“I’m a physician.” She looked at Chen Yin calmly.

Chen Yin released her hand.

He followed her down the mountain towards the house.

The door was slightly ajar. As they approached, the sounds inside became clearer.

It was the voices of two young boys.

One was groaning in pain, while the other whispered urgently, “Brother, hold on!”

“Don’t fall asleep!”

Nan Xiaoxiang pushed the door open. A young boy, about thirteen or fourteen, looked up at them nervously. “Wh-who are you?”

She simply replied, “A physician,” and walked towards the older boy, who was writhing on the ground in pain. She took his wrist and checked his pulse.

Chen Yin leaned against the doorframe, watching silently, making no move to intervene.

“His pulse is erratic, his lips are black, and there’s blood on his forehead…”

Nan Xiaoxiang’s expression turned cold as she turned to the younger boy. “You live near the Wu Xuan Cave, don’t you know how dangerous the Cold Bell Netherleaf is?”

“You dare consume such a thing? Are you tired of living?”

Her sharp tone made the younger boy flinch.

But he still said stubbornly, “Wh-what do you know?!”

“My brother has a strong foundation, he just hasn’t reached the threshold for poison resistance required to become an official disciple.”

“If he can survive the Cold Bell Netherleaf’s poison, he’ll have a chance to join the Wu Xuan Cave!”

Nan Xiaoxiang was both angry and worried. She was about to say, “What good is being an official disciple if you’re dead—”

But then she stopped.

There was no hesitation or doubt in the younger boy’s eyes.

Only determination and a deep-seated hostility.

As if he was ready to fight her if she tried to stop his brother.

…Right.

The children living near the Wu Xuan Cave were the most talented from the surrounding tribes.

Each of them carried the hopes and dreams of their clan, their only goal to join the Wu Xuan Cave and become immortals.

For them, the opportunity to cultivate was truly more important than their lives.

Her hand trembled slightly as she held onto the older boy’s wrist.

Chen Yin watched her silently, his eyes flickering.

After a moment, Nan Xiaoxiang regained her composure.

…The Cold Bell Netherleaf was a potent poison. Once it entered the body, even immortals couldn’t save you after an hour.

She was the only one who could save this boy.

She took a deep breath and pulled out several silver needles from her pouch.

The younger boy, realizing what she was about to do, lunged at her, trying to pull her away.

“What are you doing?! Don’t interfere!”

“My brother has endured so much! If you stop him now, all his efforts will be wasted!”

He tried to pull Nan Xiaoxiang away from his brother.

But she remained unmoved, her slender fingers skillfully placing the needles into specific acupoints on the older boy’s body.

She knew his condition.

He wouldn’t survive.

The silver needles, connected by a thin, shimmering thread, vibrated slightly, their tips frosting over, wisps of black energy swirling around them. It was a disturbing sight.

The younger boy, his eyes filled with tears, grabbed a stool and was about to throw it at Nan Xiaoxiang.

But suddenly, his body went limp, and he couldn’t even lift the stool.

A tiny, almost invisible Gu worm had bitten him on the neck.

He collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down his face, his voice hoarse with rage.

“Bastard! Stop it!”

“You bitch! Don’t touch my brother!”

Nan Xiaoxiang’s expression remained calm, her eyes downcast, her fingers moving deftly as she continued to manipulate the needles.

The older boy’s groans of pain gradually subsided, and he looked up weakly, his eyelids fluttering.

“Stop…”

“…It…” he whispered.

Nan Xiaoxiang’s hand trembled for the first time.

But only for a moment.

She continued her treatment, drawing the poison’s chilling energy into the needles, then tied a frost-covered thread to one of them and pierced it into her own palm.

After fifteen minutes, the younger boy’s curses subsided, replaced by quiet sobs.

The older boy lost consciousness.

Nan Xiaoxiang withdrew the needles, her face slightly pale, and stood up, her steps unsteady.

Chen Yin was still leaning against the doorframe, watching her silently.

“It’s done.” Nan Xiaoxiang avoided his gaze. “Let’s go.”

“…I take back what I said before.”

Chen Yin said calmly, “You’re truly foolish. And stupid.”

Nan Xiaoxiang lowered her head and didn’t speak.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t have intervened.”

“Then you’re not me.” Nan Xiaoxiang said weakly.

“A healer cannot stand by and watch someone die.”

Chen Yin was silent for a moment, then stopped her as she tried to brush past him.

“Your hand.” His voice was calm but firm.

Nan Xiaoxiang hesitated, but he had already taken her hand.

A warm, soothing energy flowed into her palm.

It was comforting. And pleasant.

Nan Xiaoxiang bit her lip and said softly, “I can handle the Cold Bell Netherleaf’s poison. I’m fine.”

“Then consider this me taking advantage of you.” Chen Yin retorted, mimicking her words from before.

Nan Xiaoxiang blushed as he held her hand, unable to argue with his playful teasing.

Finally, she closed her eyes,

Pretending nothing had happened.

Chapter 172: I’m Not a Child

The Ten Thousand Mountains of the Southern Region were indeed farther than they had anticipated.

With Nan Xiaoxiang being a mortal, their journey was slow, taking them almost half a month to reach the edge of the mountain range.

The climate had become hot and humid, and the surrounding mountains were desolate, with few signs of human habitation.

Finding the Wu Xuan Cave in this vast wilderness would take a Grand Clarity Realm expert a long time.

Fortunately, they had Nan Xiaoxiang as their guide.

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The dense forest was dark and humid, the undergrowth reaching almost waist-high.

Chen Yin and his companions trekked through the jungle, seemingly without end.

“Are you sure this is the right way?” Qingying finally asked, unable to contain her doubts.

“This place doesn’t look like it’s inhabited, let alone home to a cultivation sect.”

“The Wu Xuan Cave has always lived in seclusion, surrounded by miasma. This jungle is their natural barrier.”

Nan Xiaoxiang wiped the sweat from her brow, her breath slightly ragged. “Even if their enemies manage to find them, crossing the Ten Thousand Mountains would be an ordeal.”

Chen Yin noticed that Luo Luo had been unusually quiet and listless. “What’s wrong?” he asked softly.

“I-I don’t know… I feel a little dizzy…”

Luo Luo leaned against him, her eyes unfocused.

“Although we haven’t reached the areas with dense miasma yet, the lingering traces are still dangerous.”

Nan Xiaoxiang walked over to her and placed a hand on her forehead.

“Hmm… you’ve been slightly affected by the miasma.”

“It’s alright, I have some antidote pills.”

Luo Luo took the pill and immediately felt better.

“Even cultivators can’t withstand this miasma. How are you unaffected, being a mortal?” Chen Yin couldn’t help but ask.

Nan Xiaoxiang just stared at him silently.

…Right. She had survived the Yama’s Valley. Her resistance to toxins must be incredibly high.

She gave antidote pills to Qingying and Luo Luo, but when she offered one to Chen Yin, he shook his head.

“I don’t need it.”

“Why?” Nan Xiaoxiang frowned. “Even Supreme Clarity Realm cultivators can be affected by prolonged exposure.”

Chen Yin just shrugged, indicating that he was fine.

And he was.

Even without the regenerative abilities of the “Forgotten Everlasting Heart Sutra,” he seemed immune to the miasma.

He suspected it was because of his blue spiritual energy.

“So stubborn. Don’t come begging for an antidote when you start feeling dizzy.”

Nan Xiaoxiang turned and continued walking, her gaze fixed ahead.

They continued their journey, crossing countless mountains.

The miasma grew denser, almost like a thick fog, obscuring their vision.

Chen Yin didn’t know how Nan Xiaoxiang could navigate in such conditions.

He even wondered if she was leading them into a trap.

But as dusk approached, the miasma finally thinned, revealing a hidden village nestled deep within the mountains.

It was a large village, sprawling across several mountain peaks, but it seemed sparsely populated.

Chen Yin reached the village entrance and saw a young girl squatting beside a wooden hut, picking herbs.

She was about sixteen or seventeen, with bright eyes and rosy lips, her unique attire setting her apart from the people of the Central Plains. She looked like a forest sprite.

“Excuse me, Miss, is this the Wu Xuan Cave?” Chen Yin asked politely.

The girl turned around, her clear, bright eyes curiously scanning the group.

“Who are you? How did you find this place?”

“I am Chen Yin of Mount Yu. I have a request for the Grand Witch of the Wu Xuan Cave.” Chen Yin bowed slightly.

“But the Grand Witch is in seclusion. She’s not seeing anyone.”

Lian’er bit her finger nervously, looking at them with wide, innocent eyes.

Chen Yin exchanged a look with Nan Xiaoxiang, then said, “How long will she be in seclusion? Can we wait for her?”

“I don’t know… Sometimes it’s a day or two, sometimes half a year.”

Lian’er blinked. “But the Grand Witch said that if you insist on waiting, you’ll have to provide for yourselves. The Wu Xuan Cave doesn’t offer hospitality.”

Chen Yin paused, a strange expression on his face.

…What kind of cultivation sect was so stingy that they wouldn’t even offer food to their guests?

As if sensing his confusion, Nan Xiaoxiang explained, “The Wu Xuan Cave is reclusive and rarely interacts with the outside world. The Ten Thousand Mountains are a harsh environment, unsuitable for farming. The food in the Wu Xuan Cave is mostly provided by their followers in the Southern Region. But the population here is sparse, so food is scarce.”

“Wow, how do you know so much, Sister?”

Lian’er looked at her with surprise. “Do you also live in the Ten Thousand Mountains?”

Nan Xiaoxiang didn’t answer, her eyes clouding with a hint of sadness.

Chen Yin took out a loaf of bread from the System Shop.

“Lian’er, do you know what this is?”

Lian’er stared at the bread, her finger in her mouth, then shook her head.

“It’s something delicious. Try it.”

Lian’er hesitated for a moment, then tore off a piece and ate it. Her eyes lit up.

“Mmm! It’s so good! Even softer than steamed buns!”

Chen Yin pulled out a large bag of bread and offered it to her with a smile.

“A small gift, please accept it. Share it with your friends in the village.”

“And please inform the Grand Witch that we have an urgent matter to discuss with her.”

Lian’er happily accepted the bag of bread, then frowned slightly.

“But the Grand Witch scolded me before she went into seclusion. She said she wasn’t seeing anyone, no matter who it was…”

She pouted, her eyebrows furrowed in a cute, childish expression.

Finally, she shook her head. “I don’t dare disturb her, but I’ll inform you when she comes out of seclusion.”

“The houses on the outskirts of the village are empty. You can stay there.”

With that, she skipped away, clutching the bag of bread.

After she left, Nan Xiaoxiang glanced at Chen Yin sideways.

“You seem to have a lot of things that appeal to children.”

“You flatter me.” Chen Yin grinned. “If you want some, you can beg me.”

“…No, thank you.”

“Really? We’ve been traveling all day. Aren’t you hungry?”

“I appreciate your concern, Young Master Chen,” Nan Xiaoxiang said stubbornly, “but I’m not—”

A loud rumbling sound came from her stomach.

Nan Xiaoxiang closed her eyes tightly, her face burning with embarrassment.

At that moment, she wanted to die.

After a long silence, she opened her eyes and said calmly, “Go ahead and laugh.”

Chen Yin, struggling to contain his laughter, handed her a loaf of bread.

“Sometimes, it’s not so bad to be treated like a child.”

Nan Xiaoxiang took the bread and stared at it for a long time.

Just as Chen Yin was about to leave, he heard a soft whisper.

“…I’m not a child.” Her voice was unexpectedly filled with a hint of resentment.

She had spoken so softly that if Chen Yin’s hearing wasn’t so acute, he would have missed it.

Seeing him turn around, Nan Xiaoxiang quickly regained her composure.

“Let’s go. It’s getting late. Let’s find a place to stay.”

Chapter 171: Some Are Expendable

The next morning, Xiang’er was still fast asleep, exhausted from their passionate night.

Knowing she wouldn’t wake up until afternoon, Chen Yin didn’t disturb her. He kissed her forehead softly and left to meet Luo Luo and the others.

They set off towards the Ten Thousand Mountains in the Southern Region, their destination the mysterious Wu Xuan Cave.

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Meanwhile, deep within the Ten Thousand Mountains, in a hidden mountain village…

A young woman sat on a throne draped with tiger skin, her head propped up with her hand.

Her features were delicate, her skin unusually pale, her long black hair cascading down her back, her wrists and ankles adorned with silver jewelry.

She casually toyed with a porcelain shard, turning it over and over in her hand.

If Chen Yin were here, he would recognize it instantly.

…A Heavenly Dao Fragment.

“Congratulations, Grand Witch.”

A androgynous voice, muffled and indistinct, suddenly came from the doorway.

“With the Heavenly Dao Fragment, you will receive the blessings of the divine and ascend to immortality without worry.”

A masked figure slowly approached.

“Are all members of Shen Li so rude?”

The young woman’s voice was cold, devoid of any joy. She glanced at the figure disdainfully.

“If you enter without knocking again, you’ll never have another chance to knock on any door.”

Her tone was calm, but her words were laced with a chilling killing intent.

The masked figure, unfazed, said softly, “Now that you have the Heavenly Dao Fragment, Grand Witch, why not fuse with it and become a Chosen One?”

“Why the rush? Whether I fuse with it or not is my decision.”

The young woman crossed her legs arrogantly and said with a condescending tone, “There’s no such thing as a free lunch. One should always be cautious.”

“You people from Shen Li suddenly appeared and told me where to find the Heavenly Dao Fragment. Who knows what your true intentions are.”

“Your words wound me, Grand Witch.”

The masked figure explained, “A treasure deserves a worthy wielder. Not everyone can possess the Heavenly Dao Fragment. Only those chosen by the divine are worthy of becoming Chosen Ones. You are young, talented, and powerful, the perfect candidate. We at Shen Li offered you this information out of respect for your talent.”

The young woman scoffed, clearly not believing them.

“It’s fine if you need time to consider, Grand Witch.”

“But time waits for no one.” The masked figure’s voice softened. “The final Triennial Day is fast approaching. This is your last chance. If you miss it…”

They paused.

The young woman narrowed her eyes.

“Are you threatening me?”

“Just stating the facts.” The masked figure replied calmly. “It would be a pity for someone as talented as you to perish during the Heavenly Tribulation.”

“I’ve never seen a Heavenly Tribulation. What if you’re just bluffing?”

The young woman remained unmoved. “You Shen Li people are always so cryptic and mysterious. Who knows if you’re just a bunch of lunatics.”

“A wise person knows when to seize an opportunity. I believe you’ll make the right decision, Grand Witch.”

The masked figure bowed slightly. “Please continue your deliberation. You can contact me anytime if you have an answer. Shen Li welcomes you with open arms.”

“Farewell.”

With that, the masked figure vanished.

The young woman stared at the empty doorway, her hand supporting her chin, lost in thought.

“Grand Witch, why not fuse with the Heavenly Dao Fragment, like they said?”

A younger girl, about sixteen or seventeen, emerged from behind the throne and blinked at her curiously.

“Doesn’t the sect’s scripture say that once you obtain the Heavenly Dao Fragment, you’ll achieve enlightenment and ascend to immortality, leading our people to a better future?”

Before the girl could finish her sentence, the Grand Witch flicked her forehead lightly.

“Ouch!”

The girl pouted, her eyes welling up with tears.

“If everyone was as naive and carefree as you, our Wu Xuan Cave would have been destroyed long ago.”

The Grand Witch rolled her eyes. “If the Heavenly Dao Fragment was truly that miraculous, why wouldn’t they take it for themselves? Why would they tell me where to find it?”

“And ‘respect for my talent’? Only a fool like you would believe such nonsense.”

The girl rubbed her forehead and pouted, her expression filled with resentment and injustice.

“But Shen Li might be lying, the sect’s scriptures aren’t.”

The Grand Witch’s eyes narrowed thoughtfully. “To complete the Sacred Child’s physique, I do need to fuse with the Heavenly Dao Fragment.”

“Should I do it or not…”

Seeing her lost in thought, the younger girl remained silent, standing obediently beside her.

But then, she suddenly remembered something. “Oh, by the way, Grand Witch,”

“How long are you planning to keep that man locked up?”

“What?” The Grand Witch frowned. “Are you getting tired of watching over him? Lian’er, have you become lazy?”

“No, no!”

Lian’er waved her hands frantically. “Lian’er always obeys Grand Witch!”

“But that man has such a big appetite! He eats several pounds of meat every meal!”

“We’re running out of food in the village, and Lian’er hasn’t had any meat in a while…”

She rubbed her stomach with a pitiful expression.

The Grand Witch was exasperated.

“You fool! He’s a prisoner, not a guest! Why are you feeding him so much meat? Just give him some poisonous scorpions and spiders!”

“But he doesn’t have your Sacred Child physique, Grand Witch. He’ll die if he eats those.” Lian’er said with wide, innocent eyes.

“Who cares if he lives or dies?!”

The Grand Witch was at her wit’s end.

She regretted choosing such a naive and foolish servant.

“Forget it, you can starve with him if you want. Serves you right!”

She said angrily, “I’ll be in seclusion for the next few days, studying the scriptures about the Heavenly Dao Fragment.”

“I’m not receiving any visitors, do you understand? Including that man from Shen Li.”

“What if they insist on seeing you, Grand Witch?” Lian’er blinked.

“Don’t you even know how to tell them to get lost?”

“Get lost? Why wouldn’t I let them leave?”

“You—”

The Grand Witch almost fainted from frustration.

She took a deep breath, reminding herself to be patient with her chosen servant. She gritted her teeth and said,

“If they refuse to leave, just let them stay in the village. Don’t bother informing me. They can wait as long as they like.”

With that, she stood up and prepared to leave for her seclusion.

But then she remembered something and added, her voice sharp,

“And don’t feed them! They can find their own food!”

Lian’er nodded obediently.

The Grand Witch sighed and went into seclusion.

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Outside the village, the masked figure from Shen Li entered a secluded cave.

“System, contact the Divine Son.”

The Divine Son’s calm yet unsettling face appeared before him.

“What’s the situation?”

“The Grand Witch has obtained the Heavenly Dao Fragment, but she’s still hesitant to fuse with it.”

The masked figure said softly, “But I’ve made inquiries. There are records of the Heavenly Dao Fragment in the Wu Xuan Cave’s scriptures.”

“She’ll make up her mind soon.”

“Good work.” The Divine Son said calmly. “The Heavenly Dao Fragment in the Wu Xuan Cave is a high-level one. It might not be as powerful as Frost Moon Sword Immortal’s, but it’s still a significant asset. If the Grand Witch obtains its power, our chances of defeating Yu Ling will greatly increase.”

“…It’s a pity,” he sighed, “that Yu Ling and the Mist Spirit Sect are protecting Shen Shuanglian’s Heavenly Dao Fragment so well. We have no chance of obtaining it.”

“If we had that one, we wouldn’t have to go through all this trouble.”

The masked figure listened silently, saying nothing.

“You’ve handled the Wu Xuan Cave matter well.”

The Divine Son nodded approvingly. “I can confirm your loyalty now.”

“Don’t worry, if you join Shen Li and remain loyal, you will be rewarded handsomely.”

“After this matter is resolved, you will take over the position of the deceased Right Divine Messenger. And you will be rewarded when the Heavenly Tribulation arrives.”

A dark look crossed the Divine Son’s face as he mentioned the death of the previous Right Divine Messenger.

As if recalling an unpleasant memory.

“Thank you, Divine Son.” The masked figure bowed respectfully.

The Divine Son nodded, and the image disappeared.

Silence returned to the cave, the masked figure standing motionless, staring at the dark wall.

Lost in thought.

“…Are you sure about this?” The System’s voice echoed softly.

“There’s no point in trying to dissuade me.”

The masked figure lowered his head. “I’m going to die anyway. Might as well leave something behind.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry about me. I don’t care about the plot records anymore.” The System sighed.

“If you think about it, I’m also responsible for your fate. I might as well die with you.”

“If anyone should be apologizing, it’s me.”

The masked figure didn’t speak.

“Is there anything you’re still holding onto?”

The masked figure thought for a moment, then shook his head.

“Just my parents. That’s all.”

“Nothing else?”

“…Nothing else.”

Some people in this world are expendable.

Their absence wouldn’t even be noticed.

No one would remember them.

No one would mourn them.

Chapter 170: Master’s Dao

That night, they stayed on Mount Yu.

After finally tiring Xiang’er out, Chen Yin went to the cliff overlooking the valley, lost in thought.

After a while, Master’s voice came from behind him:

“What’s wrong? Taking a breather after satisfying Xiang’er?”

“Something like that.”

Chen Yin squatted down, a twig in his mouth, looking like a delinquent.

“How’s it going with Ye Ling’er?”

“Don’t even get me started!”

Master’s voice was filled with exasperation. “Do I look like I know how to take care of children? Do you know how tiring it is to play house with her?!”

“If it weren’t for those fifty jars of wine, I would have told you to take care of her yourself.”

Chen Yin chuckled. “It’s already a miracle she’s not terrified of you.”

“That child has been through a lot. Be nice to her.”

Master just snorted, but her eyes softened slightly.

“By the way, that little girl’s poison, it’s from Shen Li, isn’t it?”

Chen Yin turned to her. “Have you seen it before?”

“No.” She shook her head. “But the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion has intel on Shen Li using a strange poison to control cultivators.”

“It’s highly addictive. Difficult to deal with.”

“That’s why I’m going to the Wu Xuan Cave. I have to try.” Chen Yin sighed.

Master’s eyes narrowed slightly, lost in thought.

“The Wu Xuan Cave is reclusive, and the Ten Thousand Mountains are dangerous. This trip will take a while.”

“I know what you’re worried about.” Chen Yin smiled and ruffled her hair. “Don’t worry, I’ll be back within three months.”

Master swatted his hand away playfully, but a hint of a smile touched her lips.

“Since you’ve hit a bottleneck in your cultivation, I won’t push you too hard.”

Her eyes turned serious. “But since you’re going to the Southern Region, I have another task for you.”

Chen Yin looked at her curiously.

“The last time the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion encountered Shen Li was in the Ten Thousand Mountains.”

She said casually, “Those Shen Li pests aren’t a major threat, but they’re still annoying. I want to minimize any potential problems, so it’s time to deal with them.”

Chen Yin nodded silently after a moment.

“I’ll take care of it.”

“Don’t underestimate them. They’re not easy to deal with.”

Master hesitated, then said, “Since we’re finally dealing with them, I should tell you a few things.”

“You already know that Shen Li is an organization that recruits Chosen Ones, right?”

Chen Yin blinked.

It seemed Master knew more than he had realized.

“Chosen Ones possess unique abilities granted by the Heavenly Dao Fragment. They can wield powers that don’t belong to this world. They’re incredibly difficult to deal with.”

“Shen Li wants to gather these Chosen Ones and create a force powerful enough to overthrow the cultivation world.”

“But that’s not their only goal.” Master’s tone changed.

“They’re not collecting the Heavenly Dao Fragments for themselves, but to offer them to someone else.”

“To whom?” Chen Yin asked.

Master didn’t answer, just pointed a finger towards the sky.

Chen Yin’s eyes narrowed.

“The Heavenly Dao Fragment might seem like a treasure, but it’s not a good thing.”

Master sat down beside him, her robes spreading around her.

“Chosen Ones aren’t as lucky as their name suggests.”

“On the contrary, I’d call them unlucky bastards.”

“Heaven is fair. When it gives you something, it always takes something away in return.”

“Unfortunately,” her eyes dimmed, “many people realize this too late.”

Chen Yin sensed her sudden sadness.

He reached out and patted her head gently.

“…Hey.”

Master pouted. “Do you really think I’m a child?”

“Even grown-ups,”

“Need comfort sometimes.” Chen Yin said seriously.

Master stared at him, her lips pressed together, then she let him ruffle her hair.

“…Aren’t you going to ask me why?”

“If it makes you sad, I won’t ask.”

Chen Yin said softly, “I can find the truth myself. But I don’t want you to be unhappy.”

“Where did you learn these cheesy lines?” Master couldn’t help but chuckle.

“Did it work?”

“Hmm… guess.”

Master covered her mouth with her hand, her laughter so carefree and innocent that it was easy to forget her true identity.

She looked like a little girl, gazing at the stars with wide, curious eyes.

Chen Yin also looked up at the sky, imitating her.

“If you want to know more about Shen Li, go to the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion.”

Master whispered, “Any branch will do. They’re all our people. Use the token Wan Yunhai gave you.”

Chen Yin’s face fell.

“What’s wrong?”

“That token… I gave it to Xiang’er.”

Master looked at him with disdain.

Chen Yin chuckled awkwardly and scratched his head.

“Fine, take this one. I’ll ask Wan Yunhai for another one later.”

Master tossed him a jade token, its surface still warm from her touch.

Chen Yin took the token, examined it, and asked curiously, “Is the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion really our backyard?”

“Of course,” Master said proudly, raising her chin. “Who do you think your Master is? They would be thrilled if I lived there permanently.”

“Then why do you always make me pay for your drinks? Just go to the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion and get them for free.”

“…Ahem. Children shouldn’t ask so many questions.”

Chen Yin looked at her suspiciously. He suddenly wondered if she was just using him as an excuse to get free drinks.

“By the way, one more thing.”

Master suddenly stood up, brushed off her dress, and looked at Chen Yin. “Spar with me. Let me see how strong you are now.”

Chen Yin paused.

“Are you sure?”

“What? Are you scared? Don’t worry, I’ll go easy on you.”

“No, my swordsmanship is very powerful. I’m afraid I’ll hurt you.” Chen Yin said seriously.

Master just snorted.

“It seems you’ve become quite arrogant. You don’t even respect your Master anymore?”

“Don’t worry, I won’t make you pay for my medical bills.”

Chen Yin was still hesitant, but seeing her about to throw a tantrum, he nodded.

“Then be careful.”

The Eternal Light sword emerged from his sleeve, its size increasing as it filled with spiritual energy, its surface glowing faintly.

Master’s eyes flickered as she saw the sword.

Before Chen Yin could decide how much force to use, Master made the first move.

She took a step forward, and the scenery around them shifted instantly. A profound and mysterious aura enveloped them.

Chen Yin’s eyes widened in surprise as the world around him transformed.

The mountains, the cliffs, the moon, the trees, everything lost its form and distance, as if the real world had been replaced by a black and white ink painting.

A strong sense of danger made his heart pound.

…Holy crap.

This old loli granny was serious!

As even his own hand began to transform into lines of ink, Chen Yin no longer hesitated. The Eternal Light sword blazed with a brilliant light.

Within the ink painting, a crescent moon rose, its vast and powerful sword energy threatening to tear apart the very fabric of the world.

“Second Sword!”

Under the bright moonlight, the man with the sword unleashed a powerful attack, his blade aimed at the seemingly fragile girl in the flowing robe.

But then, as if time had reversed,

The sword light vanished, as if it had never existed.

Chen Yin found himself back in his original stance, his mind racing.

“…Not bad.”

Master, unharmed, waved her hand dismissively. “With that sword, you should be able to handle those Shen Li pests.”

“What you just did…” Chen Yin started to ask, but she interrupted him.

“Hah, who told you to underestimate your Master?”

She grinned, her fangs showing. “How about that? Your master will always be your master~”

That wasn’t what Chen Yin wanted to ask.

He was still trying to comprehend her profound and mysterious technique.

But hearing her taunts, he said seriously, “That was just my Second Sword. I still have a Third Sword. Want to try it?”

…Although he had never used the Third Sword before.

He had no idea what its power was like.

“Hey, are you actually trying to kill your Master? Don’t push it.”

Master shook her head. “The spar itself is not important. What matters is the insight you gained from it.”

“For you, trapped in a bottleneck, that’s more valuable than anything.”

Chen Yin nodded thoughtfully.

“Remember that insight and reach the Grand Clarity Realm soon.”

With that, Master stretched and walked back to her cave.

Chen Yin stood there alone, from nightfall to dawn, his body motionless.

As the morning dew settled on his clothes, his dark eyes finally regained their focus.

He looked at the birds flying overhead, the flowing stream, the clouds drifting across the sky.

He stretched and yawned.

“…Everything can be a path to the Dao.”

“It seems I’m still missing something.”

But compared to before, when he had been completely lost and clueless about how to reach the Grand Clarity Realm, he now had a direction.

He turned towards Master’s cave and smiled wryly.

…That old loli granny. Why couldn’t she be more straightforward?

If she wanted to teach him, why couldn’t she just say so?

He straightened his clothes and bowed deeply towards her cave.

Chapter 169: Bad Woman

A square table.

Five people seated around it.

Nan Xiaoxiang gracefully sipped her tea, her demeanor elegant and refined.

Qingying, however, gulped down her tea in one go and poured herself another cup.

Luo Luo sat quietly, her head lowered, her tail swishing back and forth, occasionally stealing glances at the others.

Xiang’er sat motionless, a polite smile on her face.

Chen Yin sipped his tea silently.

…The atmosphere was strange.

Weren’t they just supposed to greet each other and then go their separate ways?

“I’ve heard of your kindness and skill, Miss Nan. Your reputation precedes you in Yanxia Province. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you.” Xiang’er said with a sweet smile.

“You flatter me, Fairy.”

Nan Xiaoxiang smiled warmly. “I’m just a humble mortal, doing what I can. I’m a little nervous, this being my first time visiting an immortal’s abode.”

They exchanged pleasantries, their conversation filled with seemingly meaningless small talk.

But Chen Yin sensed something was off.

He couldn’t quite put his finger on it.

“By the way,” after three cups of tea, Xiang’er said casually, “with your beauty and kindness, Miss Nan, I’m sure you have countless admirers.”

“Do you… have someone special in your heart?”

Nan Xiaoxiang’s hand paused slightly as she reached for her teacup. A flicker of something unreadable crossed her eyes, then her expression returned to normal.

“I’m just a plain-looking woman. No one would be interested in me. I can’t compare to a fairy’s beauty.”

“Besides, a mortal’s life is short, and the path of medicine is long and arduous. I don’t have time for romance.”

“I disagree.” Xiang’er seemed to be defending her. “It would be a waste for a beauty like you to never marry.”

Nan Xiaoxiang put down her teacup and looked at Yu Xiang intently.

…She was getting annoyed.

Nan Xiaoxiang was perceptive. She had sensed the underlying tension in Xiang’er’s words from the very beginning.

She knew Xiang’er was testing her. After all, she was one of the women Chen Yin had brought back.

But she felt a little wronged. She wasn’t romantically involved with Chen Yin.

Why should she have to endure this because of him?

Was it because Luo Luo seemed too innocent and harmless, and Qingying too cold and aloof?

Were they picking on her because she seemed like the easiest target?

Xiang’er’s veiled barbs only fueled her defiance. She lowered her eyes and said calmly,

“Beauty is just skin deep. Without the Dao, even the most beautiful flower will eventually wither.”

“It’s better to be a young fairy, embarking on the path of immortality, with Immortal Yu Ling as your Master. You must be highly sought after in the cultivation world.”

“Do you have any admirers, Fairy?”

“Or perhaps…” she glanced at Chen Yin, “your beloved is right here before your eyes?”

Xiang’er’s breath hitched, her face flushing as her secret was exposed. She lowered her head in embarrassment.

“I-I’m not…”

“Isn’t Young Master Chen your beloved?” Nan Xiaoxiang feigned surprise. “I’ve always heard that he’s deeply devoted to his Junior Sister. I thought you two were already betrothed… I apologize for my presumption.”

“But even if you have someone else in your heart, I’m sure Young Master Chen isn’t so petty as to forbid his Junior Sister from pursuing her own happiness, right?”

She continued to sip her tea calmly.

Xiang’er’s face turned crimson. She wanted to explain, but she couldn’t find the words, afraid that Chen Yin would misunderstand. She looked at him with pleading eyes.

Chen Yin sighed inwardly.

…Why bother? He knew his innocent and naive Junior Sister was no match for the cunning Nan Xiaoxiang.

Although Xiang’er’s cultivation was high, she had been pampered and sheltered both on Mount Yu and in the demonic path.

She was no match for Nan Xiaoxiang, who had honed her skills in the mortal world, dealing with all sorts of people.

Xiang’er had met her match.

…And Nan Xiaoxiang’s words weren’t just aimed at Xiang’er, but at him as well.

Which annoyed him. He hadn’t even said anything!

“It’s… not like that…”

Luo Luo couldn’t help but speak up. “Sister Xiang’er has always liked Young Master! And Young Master always talks about Sister Xiang’er!”

“I’ve been with Young Master all this time, I can testify!”

Xiang’er looked at her gratefully, her heart warming at Luo Luo’s defense. She couldn’t bring herself to dislike this sweet and adorable little fox.

Nan Xiaoxiang didn’t press further, just said with a faint smirk, “You’re quite the charmer, Young Master Chen, to have both Luo Luo and Miss Xiang’er so devoted to you.”

Chen Yin, deciding to play along, said shamelessly, “Are you jealous?”

“If you are, you can consider moving to Mount Yu. Dowry negotiable.”

Nan Xiaoxiang glared at him angrily.

Qingying, who had almost finished her tea, thought to herself, System, what’s so special about this Chen Yin that all these women are so infatuated with him?

The System couldn’t help but retort, Why don’t you try getting charmed by him and find out?

“In your dreams! I’d rather rob his grave than be charmed by him!”

Qingying snorted and glanced at Chen Yin discreetly.

The atmosphere grew tense. Xiang’er lowered her head, sulking at her defeat.

Nan Xiaoxiang sipped her tea calmly, as if the tension in the room didn’t concern her.

Luo Luo, caught in the middle, looked at them awkwardly and tugged at Chen Yin’s sleeve.

“Young Master, what should we do? This is so awkward…”

Chen Yin usually didn’t interfere in women’s squabbles. But seeing the awkward silence stretching on, he decided to intervene.

“Ahem, it’s getting late. Let’s rest early. We have a long journey to the Wu Xuan Cave tomorrow.”

Xiang’er looked up at him. “You’re leaving?”

“A friend of mine might be in trouble at the Wu Xuan Cave.”

Chen Yin gently stroked Xiang’er’s hair. “I’ll be back before Master’s deadline. I’m just traveling to seek opportunities for a breakthrough.”

“But you just got back…”

Xiang’er bit her lip and swallowed the rest of her sentence, her eyes filled with a quiet sadness.

Chen Yin’s heart softened, and he whispered, “Be a good girl.”

“Focus on your cultivation and reach the Grand Clarity Realm soon.”

“After you complete Master’s task, I’ll take you with me wherever I go.”

Xiang’er nodded, her eyes red-rimmed.

“Okay.”

“Th-then tonight, Senior Brother, you have to… make up for lost time.”

She sent him that last message through voice transmission.

Chapter 168: Sarilang (A Mongolian Folk Song)

The next morning, Chen Yin went to see Master. He found her sitting on the edge of her bed, deep in thought.

Seeing him enter, she asked seriously, “I’m pondering a question. Would it be faster to reincarnate right now, or to kill everyone who witnessed last night’s events? Or do you have any other suggestions for erasing it from existence?”

Chen Yin thought for a moment. “You should probably reincarnate.”

“But before you do, can you at least greet our guests? They’ve been waiting for you all day.”

Master’s serious expression instantly crumbled, and she started wailing.

“Waaaaah… They saw me drunk and acting like a fool! I have no face left! My reputation as Immortal Yu Ling is ruined!”

You have no reputation to begin with. Chen Yin thought to himself.

“It’s all your fault! Why didn’t you tell me they were coming?!”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Only Luo Luo is my future wife. The others are just visiting.”

Master narrowed her eyes. “Are you sure you don’t have any ulterior motives?”

“…Ahem. A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do.”

Chen Yin coughed awkwardly and waved his hand. “Get dressed. Don’t keep them waiting.”

Master nodded and started changing her clothes.

As Chen Yin left, he glanced at the night light on her bedside table.

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A short while later, Master entered the main hall.

This time, there was no drunken child. Only an elegant immortal, her robes flowing, an ethereal aura surrounding her youthful face.

Seeing Immortal Yu Ling’s calm and indifferent expression, Luo Luo, Nan Xiaoxiang, and Qingying quickly stood up and bowed respectfully.

“Greetings, Immortal Yu Ling!”

Only Chen Yin looked at her with amusement.

…That dramatic entrance, that old hag must have practiced it countless times.

“You may rise.”

Master’s gaze was distant as she gracefully sat down on the throne. With a wave of her hand, a teacup floated towards her.

She took a sip of tea, then said calmly, “I’ve heard about your request from my disciple.”

“But you underestimate me, Yu Ling!”

“Do you think a Grand Clarity Realm Immortal is a babysitter?!” Her eyes suddenly narrowed.

A powerful aura emanated from her, making Nan Xiaoxiang and the others tense.

Only Chen Yin remained calm, sipping his tea, amused by Master’s performance.

“You can leave the child here.”

Master snorted and waved her hand dismissively. “But I won’t be responsible for her well-being. I’m a busy immortal. I don’t have time to babysit.”

“But…” Nan Xiaoxiang was about to plead when Chen Yin interrupted,

“Five jars.”

“Fifty jars.” Master retorted. “And I want unlimited access. No restrictions.”

“What? Is this cave made of gold? Are you made of gold?”

“Who babysits for free these days? This is an immortal’s abode! If you think it’s expensive, I think it’s expensive too!”

They bickered back and forth, leaving the others dumbfounded.

“Can you even take care of a child?”

“I run an immortal’s cave, of course I can!”

“I’m asking if you’re capable of taking care of a child.”

Master’s eyes narrowed dangerously.

“Are you looking for a fight? Just tell me if you’ll do it or not.”

“Of course I’ll do it if I can.”

Chen Yin walked over to Ye Ling’er, put his arm around her, and said, “What if something happens to her?”

“If something happens, I’ll personally warm your bed and let you do whatever you want, satisfied?”

Master put her hands on her hips, her eyebrows furrowed in mock anger.

“You promised.” Chen Yin grinned and ruffled Ye Ling’er’s head.

“Go on, little one. Play with this… little girl for a few days.”

Ye Ling’er nodded obediently and walked over to Master.

“Hey! Brat, who are you calling a little girl?!”

Master protested, waving her tiny fists. “I’m hundreds of years older than you! Show some respect!”

Nan Xiaoxiang and Qingying exchanged glances, doubt evident in their eyes.

…Could this unreliable Master really take care of Ye Ling’er?

But Ye Ling’er, surprisingly, wasn’t scared. She looked at Master with wide, innocent eyes, curiously studying the girl who seemed even smaller than herself.

Master, uncomfortable under her gaze, glared at her.

“What are you looking at?! Go find something to do! I don’t have time to play house with you! We Grand Clarity Realm immortals are busy people, every day—”

“Here, have some candy.” Ye Ling’er offered her a lollipop.

Master’s words died in her throat, her gaze fixed on the lollipop, a conflicted expression on her face.

Finally, she snatched it and popped it into her mouth, then continued her rambling.

“Don’t think you can bribe me with a lollipop. I might look like I’m your age, but I’m not a child like you…”

Chen Yin turned to Luo Luo and Qingying. “Don’t worry about Ling’er. She’ll be safe on Mount Yu.”

“I think my Junior Sister will be back soon. Let’s go down the mountain and greet her, then we’ll depart for the Wu Xuan Cave.”

Master suddenly paused and pulled Chen Yin aside.

“Hey, aren’t you afraid Xiang’er will be jealous if you bring so many beautiful women home?”

“Uh… I don’t think so?”

Chen Yin wasn’t sure.

“I’m always curious,” Master said, “how do you harem protagonists have such big hearts? Aren’t you afraid of a catfight?”

“…This is my first harem. I’m not very experienced.” Chen Yin chuckled awkwardly.

“I’ve never had one either, but I suggest you prepare yourself mentally.”

Master said mysteriously, “A girl’s heart is more complicated than you think.”

Chen Yin scratched his head, unsure what to make of her words.

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As it turned out…

He was still too naive.

When they arrived at the hut at the foot of the mountain, Xiang’er was already there. She had been about to greet him cheerfully,

But seeing the three beautiful women behind him, her smile froze, replaced by a polite and formal expression.

“Oh, Senior Brother has brought guests.”

“How careless of me, not informing me in advance. Junior Sister wasn’t prepared.”

“Please have a seat, allow me to serve you tea.” Xiang’er nodded politely and turned to prepare the tea.

Chen Yin: “…?”

Who are you, and what have you done with Xiang’er?

My Junior Sister couldn’t be this polite and well-behaved.

As Xiang’er went to the kitchen to prepare tea and snacks, Chen Yin suddenly realized that Master might have been right.

He wasn’t prepared for what was about to happen.