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

Chapter 157: The Wrong Kind of Medicine

Reaching the Grand Clarity Realm wasn’t as simple as just saying it.

To forcefully increase his spiritual energy, Chen Yin practically ransacked the System Shop, trying every pill he could get his hands on.

Big or small, useful or not, he swallowed them all.

With the “Forgotten Everlasting Heart Sutra” protecting his meridians, he didn’t have to worry about his body exploding from the excess spiritual energy.

However, pills had diminishing returns. After taking a dozen or so bottles, their effects would weaken, the gains negligible.

Chen Yin was frustrated. He couldn’t unlock the higher-level pills, and the lower-level ones weren’t enough.

He was stuck.

After much deliberation, he turned his attention to the pills with vague and unclear effects.

There was a section in the System Shop with pills that had no clear descriptions or classifications. Their effects were ambiguous, and it was impossible to tell what they were for.

But some of these pills were as potent as those from the Upper Realm, relegated to this section due to their strange side effects.

Theoretically, for a cultivator who had just reached the Entering Gate Realm, experimenting with these pills was suicidal.

But with the “Forgotten Everlasting Heart Sutra” as his safety net, Chen Yin decided to take a gamble.

The first pill was a small, black, mud-like ball, resembling a dirt clod.

It was called the “Nightless Pill.”

The description didn’t explain its name, only offering a cryptic phrase: “Consuming this pill can greatly enhance cultivation, with the side effect of ‘night as day’.”

Chen Yin had no idea what “night as day” meant. But since it could greatly enhance his cultivation, it was worth a try.

He swallowed the pill and began circulating his energy.

At first, the effects were milder than he had expected.

A cool sensation spread through his meridians as the pill slowly dissolved, its pure energy far more potent than hundreds of low-level pills combined.

He didn’t feel any side effects.

But as the pill’s energy circulated through his body, Chen Yin noticed that its black, mud-like exterior was dissolving, revealing its true form: a slightly red core, radiating a pure and clear aura.

However,

The moment a small part of the core was exposed, the pill’s energy surged exponentially.

Like a calm stream suddenly transforming into a raging avalanche, a terrifying power coursed through his meridians, threatening to tear them apart.

Chen Yin’s face contorted in pain, and he bit back a mouthful of blood.

“…Fuck!”

…He had stumbled upon something powerful.

The sliver of the pill’s core that had been revealed contained enough energy to rival a peak Boundless Realm cultivator.

And that energy was still surging uncontrollably.

In a matter of moments, his small Entering Gate Realm dantian was overflowing with the spiritual energy of dozens of Supreme Clarity Realm cultivators. He felt like a tiny elf being ravaged by a giant orc in some erotic novel.

It was a gruesome sight.

What was even more unsettling was that the energy was also assaulting his sea of consciousness. Chen Yin’s mind instantly became hazy.

He had never heard of a cultivation pill affecting the sea of consciousness.

If his sea of consciousness was damaged, he would, at best, become a mindless fool, or worse, a vegetable, or even worse, die and be reborn.

Chen Yin hadn’t anticipated this. It was too late to defend his mind.

After struggling for a few moments, he lost consciousness.

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Master, humming a cheerful tune, made her way to the back mountain to check on Chen Yin.

…She actually wanted to watch him cultivate and then tease him mercilessly.

She enjoyed bullying her disciple and bickering with him.

She gracefully floated towards his cave, her elegant robes billowing in the wind.

“You brat! Are you slacking off and masturbating again? Master is here for an inspection—”

Her voice trailed off.

Chen Yin was sitting cross-legged, his eyes closed, faint blue wisps of energy swirling around him.

The cave was silent, but Master suddenly shivered.

It felt like the figure before her wasn’t a person, but a terrifying monster.

“What’s this brat up to?”

She cautiously approached him, but before she could take another step, Chen Yin’s eyes snapped open.

“Hah! Trying to scare me, are you?”

She said, her hand on her chest, “Playing dead? I thought you were about to ascend on the spot.”

Chen Yin didn’t speak. His eyes were vacant and unfocused, his gaze fixed on some distant point.

“Hey, I told you to reach the Grand Clarity Realm quickly, but don’t overdo it.”

Master frowned, her delicate eyebrows furrowing slightly. “If you die, where will I find such a handsome face to admire?”

Chen Yin remained motionless, his body like a lifeless corpse, only the faint wisps of energy indicating that he was still alive.

Master waved her hand in front of his face.

“Did this child… suffer a Qi deviation?” She wondered.

Suddenly, a terrifying aura erupted from Chen Yin’s body.

The sudden surge of power startled Master, and before she could react, he pounced on her, pinning her to the ground.

“Oof!” A soft cry escaped her lips.

Compared to Chen Yin’s tall and muscular frame, Master, in her ten-year-old form, was like a doll.

She was wearing a light blue and white dress, making her look even smaller and more delicate, her rosy lips and white teeth like those of a child.

With Chen Yin on top of her, she was completely trapped, unable to resist.

A bead of sweat trickled down her neck, and she forced a smile.

“Hey, brat, what are you doing?!”

Chen Yin didn’t hear her. His eyes were clouded with a dark haze.

He looked like a wild beast, devoid of reason.

Seeing the predatory glint in his eyes, Master stammered, “N-no way? You’re not… high on pills, are you?”

“How many did you take to end up like this?!”

“Even if you can’t satisfy Xiang’er, there’s no need to resort to drugs! H-how about I teach you a dual cultivation technique?”

No matter what she said, Chen Yin didn’t seem to hear her.

His eyes grew redder, bloodshot, his movements becoming rougher and more aggressive.

As he began to tear at her clothes, Master finally panicked.

“What the hell! You unfilial disciple, you’re not even sparing your Master?!”

“I’m still a child! How can you do this?! Aren’t you afraid of getting caught?!”

“Stop tearing! This is getting out of hand!”

“You ungrateful brat! You lolicon! Get off me!”

“Help! Xiang’er!” She screamed at the top of her lungs. “Someone’s trying to rape me! Help!”

But her cries echoed through the empty cave, unanswered.

Chen Yin’s movements grew more violent, like a beast tearing at its prey.

His breathing became heavier, and guttural sounds escaped his throat.

Master frantically thought of a way out.

…Should I just twist his head off? The “Forgotten Everlasting Heart Sutra” should be able to heal him, right?

Or should I just castrate him? A permanent solution to his overactive libido?

No, Xiang’er and Shuanglian would never forgive her.

Perhaps because it had been so long since she had been this close to a man, Master’s face flushed crimson. She forced herself to look away, avoiding his gaze.

His bestial aura made her heart race.

Chen Yin had almost torn off her outer robe, revealing her shoulders and a large expanse of her fair skin.

Next would be her undergarments.

He lowered his head, his lips almost brushing against her neck.

Master, finally losing her patience, thought, You brought this upon yourself, brat. She was about to knock him unconscious when—

“…Little…”

“…Little Ling’er…”

Her hand froze mid-air.

Her eyes widened.

She hadn’t heard clearly. Was it Chen Yin mumbling in his delirium?

Or was she hallucinating? That name… it had been a thousand years since she had last heard it.

She froze, her movements stilled, as Chen Yin’s lips pressed against her neck.

As his kisses trailed lower, towards her collarbone, a slender finger gently touched his forehead.

Chen Yin collapsed to the ground, as if electrocuted.

Master remained motionless, her eyes staring blankly at the ceiling.

After a long moment, she slowly sat up, gathering her torn clothes, her usual playful expression returning to her face.

“…What a pity. I liked this dress.” She sighed regretfully.

“Brat, you owe me a new one.”

She kicked the unconscious Chen Yin, her voice filled with mock anger.

But her gaze was as soft as a cloud.

She squatted down and poked his cheek gently with a chubby finger.

Her voice was a mixture of playfulness and sincerity.

“It’s been a thousand years…”

“…Come find me soon, you stupid brat.”

Chapter 156: A Heavenly Crisis

Early the next morning, Chen Yin cheerfully made his way to Master’s cave.

Seeing no one in the main hall and noticing the mist rising from the back, he knew she was taking a bath again.

As expected, Master’s small form was submerged in the steaming hot water, her hair piled up on her head, revealing her delicate neck. Her skin, smooth and translucent, glowed with a healthy pink hue, the water droplets clinging to her like glistening pearls.

“Taking a bath so early in the morning again, are you?”

Chen Yin sat down by the edge of the pool without a care. “Careful, you’ll prune your skin.”

“Oh, please.” Master retorted with a disdainful snort. “Just admit you’re envious of my youthful skin.”

“…Why would I envy your skin? I’m a man.”

“If your skin was as smooth and delicate as mine, you’d be quite the little seductress.”

Chen Yin shuddered.

“Don’t be disgusting.”

“You started it.”

Master said grumpily, “You came here so early in the morning, all cheerful and smug, just to brag about how much fun you had with Xiang’er last night, didn’t you?”

“If you want, I wouldn’t mind joining in.” Chen Yin said seriously. “It might even help Xiang’er relax a bit, so she won’t be so exhausted.”

“Tch, with your little twig, you can’t even last three seconds. I wouldn’t even bother.”

Chen Yin sat up straight. “Is that a challenge? Don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

Master splashed him with water.

“Go die, you pervert.”

“If you’re not up for it, don’t talk big.”

After their usual banter, Chen Yin asked, his voice echoing through the mist, “…What’s so important that you had to summon all these senior cultivators?”

Master’s hand paused mid-air, then she resumed splashing water, her expression unchanged.

“A demonic orgy, you believe that?”

“Why wasn’t I invited?”

“I might consider it if you were a Grand Clarity Realm expert.”

Chen Yin pouted and propped his head up with his hand. “I don’t understand. Why does it have to be Grand Clarity?”

“I might not have reached that realm, but I can still hold my own against them in a fight.”

Master’s eyes twinkled, then she smiled.

“Boy, don’t be so obsessed with fighting. Not everything in this world can be solved with brute force.”

“There’s a reason why I want you to reach the Grand Clarity Realm.”

“What reason?” Chen Yin blinked curiously.

“…The Grand Clarity Realm is a threshold.”

Master’s voice turned serious. “Only by reaching the Grand Clarity Realm can one glimpse the secrets of the Heavenly Dao and qualify for the next step.”

“The next step? What is it?”

“…The Upper Realm.” She said calmly. “What mortals call ‘ascension’.”

Chen Yin’s expression turned serious.

“What do you mean?”

“The Grand Clarity Realm is not the end. Many have ascended to the Upper Realm throughout history.”

Master’s eyes half-closed, her voice slow and deliberate. “The most basic requirement for ascension is to reach the Grand Clarity Realm.”

“Because only then can your dantian fully transform, allowing you to touch the true void and break free from the constraints of this world.”

Chen Yin thought for a moment, then asked, “Why is ascension necessary?”

“Who knows? Humans are curious creatures.”

Her red lips parted slightly. “When you reach the limits of one world, you naturally want to see what lies beyond.”

“Is there any other reason?”

“…Some things can only be resolved in the Upper Realm.”

Chen Yin’s eyes narrowed.

“You don’t want to tell me?”

“I told you, it’s pointless to tell you.” Master glanced at him sideways.

“Even if you’re a powerful fighter, you can’t leave this world without reaching the Grand Clarity Realm.”

“Instead of wasting your breath arguing with me, go and cultivate.”

“You’ll understand everything once you reach the Grand Clarity Realm.”

Chen Yin nodded slowly.

“One last question.”

“What?”

“Are you afraid?”

Master’s hand paused, but her voice remained unchanged.

“What nonsense are you talking about? I’ve never been afraid of anything in my life.”

“I was afraid.”

Chen Yin said seriously, “When you came back from the Heavenly Path Perilous Domain, severely injured, I was terrified.”

“Afraid that you and your little girlfriend would die inside?” Master teased.

“I was afraid because you were hurt, and I didn’t know what happened.”

“I was afraid of losing you,” Chen Yin said softly.

Master’s eyes lowered, and after a moment of silence, she chuckled.

“Trying to flirt with your Master now, are you?”

“I’m serious.”

“Seriously flirting with me?”

“Can you please stop thinking about such things?” Chen Yin said, exasperated.

“Whose fault is it that my good disciple is always filling my head with indecent thoughts?”

Master’s smile softened, and her voice became gentler.

“…I was wrong about last time. You don’t have to worry about me. I know what I’m doing.”

“I’ll always worry if you don’t tell me anything.” Chen Yin frowned slightly.

“Go cultivate instead of wasting your time here.”

“Don’t try to brush me off!”

Master sighed softly. “Do you really want to know everything, you brat?”

“I’m more curious why you refuse to tell me.”

“Because I don’t know if it’s a good thing for you to know.”

Master’s voice turned serious. “Some things are better left unknown. If you knew everything now, I’m afraid you would do something reckless.”

Chen Yin said, slightly annoyed, “I’m not stupid. I value my life.”

“Tell me, who is this enemy that even you fear? Is it Shen Li?”

“Shen Li?” Master scoffed. “They’re just a bunch of dogs.”

“…The real enemy isn’t those dogs, but their master.”

Shen Li’s master? Chen Yin’s confusion grew.

Master’s eyes narrowed, and after a moment, she pointed a slender finger towards the sky.

The meaning was clear.

Chen Yin finally understood.

“…Someone from the Upper Realm?”

“Not just that.” Master’s voice was calm. “What you’re about to face is far more complicated than you think.”

“And the trouble might be coming soon.”

“Without Grand Clarity Realm cultivation, you won’t even be able to protect yourself.”

Chen Yin pondered her words.

No wonder Master had been pushing him and Xiang’er to reach the Grand Clarity Realm quickly.

Not only that, but Luo Luo’s bloodline awakening and Luo Qiaoqiao’s closed-door cultivation all seemed to be aimed at reaching the Grand Clarity Realm as soon as possible.

Was it true that only by reaching that realm could they face the coming storm?

“So I can’t slack off anymore?”

“Who can stop you if you want to?” Master closed her eyes nonchalantly.

“But if you want to protect those you care about, stop overthinking and focus on reaching the Grand Clarity Realm.”

Chen Yin’s playful expression vanished, replaced by a serious resolve.

“I understand.”

Chapter 155: The Taste of More

As it turned out, Chen Yin had worried needlessly.

Master and the others didn’t finish their discussion in two hours.

They talked for an entire day and night.

It wasn’t until noon the next day that the group finally emerged from the main hall, looking refreshed and energized.

Those who had pressing matters took their leave and departed Mount Yu. Those who weren’t in a hurry finally had time to chat and catch up.

When Chen Yin arrived, Master was chatting with Qingmei Niang and the others.

“You’re done?”

He approached them curiously. “What was so important that it took you so long?”

“Grown-ups are talking, little boy, stay out of it.”

Master put her hands on her hips. “Go cultivate. You haven’t even reached the Boundless Realm yet. Do you think you can reach Grand Clarity within a year?”

Chen Yin grumbled, “Grand Clarity in a year? Why don’t you just give me a cheat code for ascension? It’s impossible.”

“Is that so?”

Qingmei Niang narrowed her alluring eyes and said with a playful smile, “I think reaching the Grand Clarity Realm is a trivial matter for Young Master Chen.”

“After all, you’re someone who doesn’t even take true Grand Clarity Realm experts seriously.”

Chen Yin chuckled awkwardly.

He knew she was referring to his actions in Qinglian City. But he didn’t dare argue.

If his mother-in-law complained to his Master, he would be the one getting scolded.

“Besides, you’re quite the playboy, Young Master Chen.” Qingmei Niang continued. “You’ve already moved on to your Junior Sister after just a short time away from our Luo Luo? And you’re even using lingerie now?”

Chen Yin coughed lightly and said with a straight face, “Please don’t misunderstand, Madam Qingmei. I’m not playing favorites.”

“Luo Luo has also worn those clothes.”

Qingmei Niang’s eyes widened in mock anger, and she stood up abruptly. “What did you say?!”

Chen Yin didn’t hesitate and ran away as fast as he could.

Qingmei Niang glared at his retreating figure, her teeth gritted, her fist clenched.

“That brat, just like his Master, always causing trouble.”

“Hey, his Master is right here.” Master said lazily. “Scold him all you want, it’s none of my business.”

“Like Master, like disciple.”

“Bullshit! That brat is a thousand times more shameless than me!”

“You’re too modest. You’re not much better.”

They bickered playfully for a while, the mountain breeze rustling the leaves around them. They looked down at the foot of the mountain, their gazes distant.

After a long silence, Qingmei Niang finally spoke:

“Is he… the one you’ve been searching for?”

Master lowered her head silently, saying nothing.

“You’ve never told me what you’re looking for.”

Qingmei Niang’s lips parted slightly. “A thousand years. Of those who knew, only you and I remain.”

“You should be grateful that I don’t age while guarding the seal. Otherwise, to have no one to confide in, in this vast cultivation world, would be quite a lonely existence.”

“You’re overthinking it.” Master suddenly scoffed. “I’m living the good life. There’s nothing to pity.”

“In a thousand years, I’ve seen everything.”

Tasted every delicacy. Drunk every fine wine.

Witnessed every beautiful scenery, every interesting person and event.

A thousand years was enough to write countless stories, too many to even remember.

“…It’s enough.” She murmured, her eyes downcast.

“It’s good that you still remember I’m searching for something.”

Qingmei Niang pouted. “But you won’t even tell me what it is.”

“Whether it’s a person or an object, alive or dead, what its purpose is, I know nothing.”

“Sometimes I wonder if you’re obsessed with something that doesn’t even exist.”

A flicker of something unreadable crossed Master’s cold eyes, then she smiled faintly.

“What I’m searching for… is no longer important.”

“Just assume… I’ve already found it.”

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After running for a while, seeing that Qingmei Niang wasn’t chasing after him, Chen Yin finally relaxed and resumed his usual carefree demeanor.

He hadn’t gone far when he ran into Luo Daxian, Mu Susu, and Wan Yunhai, who were still chatting.

“Pavilion Master Wan!”

Chen Yin greeted him cheerfully, then bowed respectfully to Luo Daxian and Mu Susu.

“Greetings, Seniors.”

“So you’re that brat.”

Luo Daxian, his large belly jiggling, stroked his beard and looked him up and down.

“You seem decent enough… but I still can’t understand why our Qiaoqiao would fall for you.”

Chen Yin could only chuckle awkwardly.

Mu Susu also seemed to disapprove of his philandering ways, but her expression wasn’t too hostile. She said softly,

“Young Master Chen, I shouldn’t interfere in matters of the heart.”

“But I do hope you’ll be faithful and not break any hearts.”

Chen Yin just nodded obediently.

Wan Yunhai, standing beside them, hid a smile behind his fan.

“By the way, speaking of which…”

Chen Yin suddenly remembered something and asked, “I haven’t seen Sister Qiaoqiao in a while. How is she doing?”

He noticed that Luo Daxian and Mu Susu’s expressions stiffened slightly.

Although it was just a fleeting moment, it made Chen Yin frown.

“Is something wrong with Sister Qiaoqiao?”

“Uh, no…”

Luo Daxian said awkwardly, “That girl is working hard on her cultivation, she said she wants to be the first to reach the Grand Clarity Realm and then steal you away from Frost Moon Sword Immortal…”

Chen Yin was speechless.

…That sounded just like her.

“I promised Sister Qiaoqiao I would visit her, but I haven’t had the chance.”

Chen Yin bowed respectfully. “Please apologize to her for me, Seniors.”

Mu Susu and Luo Daxian exchanged a look and nodded slowly.

“We’ll tell her.”

After exchanging a few more pleasantries, they took their leave. Chen Yin watched them go, a puzzled expression on his face.

…Something wasn’t right. Why did they act so strangely when he mentioned Qiaoqiao?

And with Luo Qiaoqiao’s personality, she wouldn’t just stay at home quietly. He had expected her to come to Mount Yu and look for him.

Had something happened to her?

But she should be safe at the Heavenly Net Sect.

And if something had truly happened, Luo Daxian and Mu Susu wouldn’t be so calm and collected.

Was he just overthinking it?

Chen Yin shook his head.

At that moment, Wan Yunhai approached him.

“Young Master Chen, as expected of Immortal Yu Ling’s disciple, you’re quite close to these Grand Clarity Realm experts.”

Chen Yin chuckled modestly. “You flatter me, Pavilion Master Wan.”

“By the way, I haven’t had the chance to thank you for purchasing those pills from the Mist Spirit Sect. It was a great help.”

“Ah, I’ve heard about that.” Wan Yunhai smiled warmly. “It wasn’t much. Sect Master Shen is a shrewd businesswoman. We at the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion are impressed.”

“And I suspect those high-quality pills were your doing, Young Master Chen.”

Chen Yin smiled but didn’t answer.

Wan Yunhai also smiled knowingly and didn’t press further.

“Speaking of which, there’s a small matter I’d like to discuss with you, Young Master Chen.”

Oh? Chen Yin raised an eyebrow curiously. “Please speak, Pavilion Master Wan.”

“Ahem, well…”

Wan Yunhai seemed a little embarrassed, his face flushing slightly. He leaned closer and whispered, “I overheard what you said when you barged into the hall the other day…”

“Are you… interested in lingerie?”

Chen Yin’s eyes lit up, as if he had found a kindred spirit.

“Are you also a connoisseur, Pavilion Master Wan?”

“I wouldn’t dare call myself a connoisseur. Just a casual enthusiast.”

The two men immediately started chatting excitedly.

“Was that fishnet stockings and white lace lingerie set I saw at the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion your idea?”

“It was just a rough draft, still a work in progress. It could be much more… alluring.”

“Indeed, I think the chest area could be made transparent, with the straps hidden, like a binding cloth, revealing the shoulders and collarbone. Much more tempting.”

“Brilliant! ‘Half-concealed is more alluring than fully revealed.’ That’s the key!”

“Heehee…”

The two men chatted excitedly, their laughter filled with a shared understanding.

From afar, they looked like a pair of creepy old men.

They talked until late at night, then Wan Yunhai reluctantly handed Chen Yin a jade token.

“Brother Chen, it’s rare to find a kindred spirit. Unfortunately, it’s getting late. We’ll have to continue this conversation another time.”

“This jade token can be used at any Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion branch. It’s a VIP card, only given to Grand Clarity Realm experts.”

“With this card, you’ll receive the highest level of service at any of our branches, Brother Chen.”

Chen Yin took the card with a grin. “Then I won’t refuse. Thank you for your generosity, Pavilion Master Wan.”

“Don’t mention it.”

Wan Yunhai gave him a knowing look. “If you have any more brilliant ideas, Brother Chen, be sure to share them with me~ We can split the profits fifty-fifty.”

“And, our main branch holds a private lingerie exhibition every month. Perhaps…”

Chen Yin gave him a thumbs up.

No words were needed.

After Wan Yunhai left, Mount Yu returned to its usual tranquility.

Chen Yin, satisfied with his gains, walked back and ran into Xiang’er.

“Senior Brother, dinner’s ready… I saw you chatting with Pavilion Master Wan earlier. What were you talking about?”

Chen Yin coughed lightly and said mysteriously, “Xiang’er, do you like the rouge, clothes, and jewelry from the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion?”

“Of course I do.”

“Then, I have a top-tier VIP card. Do you want it~?”

Yu Xiang’s eyes lit up at the sight of the jade token in his hand.

“Yes! Of course!”

But as she reached for it, Chen Yin pulled it back and said with a smile:

“You can have it.”

“But it depends on your performance tonight.”

Yu Xiang blushed and lowered her head. “Senior Brother… do you have any new… ideas…?”

“Then let me show you what a grown-up’s game is like.”

Chapter 154: Want to Try Something Risqué?

Mount Yu, Cave Mansion.

“Xiang’er! Senior Brother is back~”

Chen Yin kicked open the door to the cave, a cheerful grin on his face. “Did you miss me~? I brought you some new lingerie—”

His voice trailed off, his smile freezing as he saw the occupants of the hall.

Besides Master and Xiang’er, there were seven or eight other people present.

They all stared at him.

Chen Yin maintained his awkward smile and slowly backed out of the hall.

As he closed the door, he seriously considered transmigrating again, just to escape this awkward situation.

This was social suicide.

He had recognized several familiar faces among the group.

Mu Susu of the Heavenly Net Sect, and beside her, presumably, her husband, Luo Daxian, the Sect Master.

The elegant and refined Wan Yunhai, Pavilion Master of the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion.

And the alluring Qingmei Niang, Lord of Ten Thousand Demons.

Inside the hall, everyone looked at each other with strange expressions. Xiang’er’s head was lowered, her face crimson.

Master sighed and called out, exasperated:

“Since you’re already here, get your ass in here.”

Chen Yin reluctantly opened the door and entered with a forced smile.

“Greetings, Seniors. It’s an honor to have you all visit Mount Yu.”

Luo Daxian’s expression was strange, while Mu Susu glared at him angrily.

Wan Yunhai struggled to contain his laughter.

Qingmei Niang looked at him with a knowing smile.

Master glanced at him sideways and said casually, “Look at you, so flustered.”

“Take Xiang’er and leave. We have some matters to discuss. We’ll call you later.”

Chen Yin didn’t dare argue. He nodded obediently and, grabbing Xiang’er, who was practically dying of embarrassment, left the hall.

As they made their way down the mountain, he couldn’t help but ask, “Why is it so lively today? Did Master invite all these senior cultivators?”

“I-I don’t know.”

Xiang’er clung to his hand, her head lowered. “Master returned with Madam Qingmei a few days ago, and then all these senior cultivators started arriving.”

“It seems like they have something important to discuss.”

Chen Yin frowned slightly.

…This was a grand gathering. He couldn’t figure out what was going on.

What could possibly bring so many Grand Clarity Realm experts together?

But seeing that Master wasn’t willing to tell him, he could only drop the subject.

She would probably tell him when he reached the Grand Clarity Realm.

Xiang’er remained silent, her head still lowered.

“Ahem…”

Chen Yin coughed lightly and gently squeezed her hand. “About what happened earlier… it was an accident.”

“Mmm…”

Xiang’er’s eyes were still filled with a mixture of embarrassment and resentment. She wished she could disappear.

“Senior Brother, you’re so mean…”

Chen Yin also felt a little guilty.

He hadn’t expected so many people to be there. Usually, Mount Yu was deserted.

“I’m sorry. How can I make it up to you?”

Xiang’er glanced at him shyly, then quickly looked away.

“I want… beggar’s chicken.”

“Easy.” Chen Yin readily agreed.

Although beggar’s chicken was a bit troublesome to prepare, it wasn’t difficult.

He spent most of the afternoon preparing the ingredients and wrapping the marinated chicken in lotus leaves, then carefully placed it in the oven, fanning the flames with a small hand fan.

Soon, a rich, savory aroma filled the air, making Xiang’er’s eyes light up with anticipation.

“It smells so good!”

“Wait a little longer. It’s not ready yet.”

Chen Yin patiently controlled the heat. When the chicken was finally cooked, he carefully removed it from the oven.

He peeled back the lotus leaves, revealing the golden-brown, glistening chicken.

He tore off a drumstick and handed it to Xiang’er, his voice gentle. “Careful, it’s hot.”

Xiang’er ate with gusto, her lips glistening with grease.

Chen Yin watched her and couldn’t help but reach out and gently wipe her mouth.

“You little glutton, eat properly.”

“But only Senior Brother can see me like this.” Xiang’er grinned, her eyes sparkling.

…Spoiled brat. Chen Yin glared at her playfully, his eyes filled with affection.

He enjoyed cooking for her.

No matter what he made, she would always finish it, savoring every bite.

Watching her eat was a pleasure in itself.

Finally, they finished the entire chicken, leaving behind only a pile of clean bones. They sat side by side by the pond, their stomachs full.

Xiang’er had taken off her shoes, her bare feet dangling in the clear water, her toes playfully creating ripples.

She had always enjoyed playing with water like this.

The cool water on her feet soothed her heart.

Chen Yin, imitating her, dipped his feet into the pond, then quickly withdrew them with a shiver.

“I didn’t realize the water was so cold.”

“Because Senior Brother is a dummy.”

Xiang’er giggled, covering her mouth with her hand.

Chen Yin pouted and playfully trapped her feet between his own, making her yelp and blush.

“What are you doing?!”

“My feet are cold. I need Xiang’er to warm them up.” Chen Yin said seriously.

Xiang’er struggled for a bit, then gave up and pouted.

The water was cold, but her feet were warm.

Like soft, fluffy buns.

Making him want to take a bite.

Soon, Xiang’er’s expression changed. Her cheeks flushed, and her feet twitched and rubbed against his.

“…Senior Brother.”

“Hmm?”

“Do you… like this?” she asked shyly, glancing at him.

Chen Yin thought for a moment, then decided to be honest. “I love it.”

Xiang’er lowered her head and gently pressed her feet against his, her toes tracing the lines of his foot, a soft, cool sensation.

Chen Yin closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling.

It was Xiang’er’s first time doing this, her movements slightly clumsy, her forehead covered in a light sheen of sweat.

But she continued to massage his feet gently with her small feet.

“Do you like it, Senior Brother?” she asked softly.

“I can’t say.”

Chen Yin suddenly turned to her and asked, “Xiang’er, how long do you think it will take Master and the others to finish their discussion?”

“Uh… I-I don’t know…”

“Want to try something a little more… exciting?”

Xiang’er looked at him with a puzzled expression.

But the next moment, Chen Yin had scooped her up into his arms and jumped into the pond.

“Ah!!”

“Wait, Senior Brother, what if Master and the others come back…?”

“Don’t worry.” Chen Yin gently bit her lip.

“…I bet they won’t be done for at least two hours.”

Chapter 153: Can You Pull Out Before Proposing?

As expected, Manager Qin’s smile froze when she saw the sacks piled high with pills.

But every single pill was of impeccable quality, leaving her with no grounds to complain or back out of the deal.

Finally, she could only chuckle wryly and say, “Sect Master Shen… you’re quite the businesswoman.”

“Not at all, it’s your discerning eye, Manager Qin.”

Shen Shuanglian replied respectfully, “I’m grateful for your patronage today. If our alchemist produces any more high-quality pills in the future, the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion will be our first choice. And we’ll definitely offer you a discount.”

“…I hope so.”

Manager Qin sighed. “Sect Master Shen, you’re young and capable, your methods are truly impressive. I’m sure the Mist Spirit Sect will flourish under your leadership.”

Shen Shuanglian chose to ignore the sarcasm in her voice and waved goodbye with a smile.

“Safe travels, Manager Qin. Come visit us again. We have plenty of pills~”

Manager Qin stumbled slightly as she walked away.

After she left, Shen Shuanglian turned around, a cheerful smile on her face, humming a tune.

“…You’re quite ruthless.”

Chen Yin, who had been sitting there sipping tea, said, “She offered almost double the market price. You’ve made a killing.”

“I was being merciful.”

Shen Shuanglian sat down beside him and gracefully picked up a teacup.

“She said she would buy as many as we had. I only sold her five thousand pills. If I had sold her ten or twenty thousand, she wouldn’t have been able to handle it.”

That was true. Buying that many basic cultivation pills would have cost her her job.

Of course, she wouldn’t have been foolish enough to buy that many even if she had seen them.

Shen Shuanglian had offered just the right amount, enough to make Manager Qin’s heart ache but not enough to break the bank.

A truly masterful manipulation.

“It’s also because of you.”

Shen Shuanglian sighed softly. “If it weren’t for your and Master Yu Ling’s connection to the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion, I wouldn’t have dared to be so bold.”

“But with this deal, the sect’s expenses are covered for at least half a year.”

Seeing her happy and carefree expression, like a child who had just received a precious gift, Chen Yin, who had been feeling a little neglected, decided not to complain.

But to his surprise, Shen Shuanglian brought it up herself.

“I’m sorry about earlier.”

“About what?”

“I didn’t give you credit for the pills.”

A look of guilt flashed in her beautiful eyes, her voice soft.

“And you worked so hard to prepare breakfast for me this morning, but I only ate a few bites…”

Chen Yin hadn’t expected her to be so thoughtful.

Seeing her adorable and slightly apologetic expression, he couldn’t help but smile.

“No, I’m angry.”

“What?”

She quickly leaned closer, her voice filled with concern. “Please don’t be angry…”

“No!”

“I can make it up to you…”

“How—uh, how?”

Shen Shuanglian looked around, then waved her hand, and the door closed shut.

She bit her lip shyly and whispered, “C-close your eyes.”

Chen Yin obediently closed his eyes.

Shen Shuanglian hesitated for a moment, then removed her shoes, revealing her small, delicate feet clad in white stockings.

She lifted her dress slightly, revealing her smooth, milky-white legs.

Chen Yin, his eyes closed, wondered what she was up to.

Then, he felt a soft, tingling sensation on his ankles.

A gentle, caressing touch, slowly moving upwards.

He had never told Shen Shuanglian that he enjoyed foot massages.

She must have guessed it from her vast knowledge of “useless information” from Earth.

But unfortunately for her, she had guessed correctly.

Chen Yin loved her foot massages.

He loved even more that she was willing to pamper and please him like this.

He looked down at her flushed face and asked softly, “Senior Sister, how about a deal?”

“Hmm?”

“Another five thousand pills, what do you say?”

“…Mmm.” She nodded slightly, her head lowered, her cheeks flushed.

Chen Yin lifted her into his arms and carried her towards the bedroom. Shen Shuanglian buried her face in his chest, saying nothing.

“Tonight… let’s not be so… adventurous.” She whispered, her eyes shimmering.

“Don’t worry.”

Chen Yin smiled. “I’ll listen to you tonight.”

---

After spending four days at the Mist Spirit Sect, Chen Yin, sensing that his Junior Sister was nearing her limit, decided to leave.

A flicker of sadness crossed Shen Shuanglian’s eyes, but she didn’t say anything, just bit her lip and asked softly, “Are you… leaving?”

“I’ll come back and see you in a couple of days. Nothing urgent came up.”

Chen Yin pinched her cheek playfully. “Don’t neglect your cultivation while I’m gone.”

“I’ve already reached the Supreme Clarity Realm.”

Shen Shuanglian lowered her eyes slightly. “I’ve been… working very hard.”

“I know. That’s why I came to reward you.”

Chen Yin held out a small, sparkling object.

Shen Shuanglian froze.

“You haven’t forgotten what this is, have you?”

“Where… where did you get this—”

Before she could finish her sentence, Chen Yin looked at her intently.

His gaze made her blush and lower her head.

“A certain little girl said she was waiting for me to marry her.”

“Since you’re busy, we’ll postpone the wedding.”

“But I’m taking her with me now.”

He slipped the ring onto her finger.

Shen Shuanglian stared at the ring for a long time, her face turning crimson, tears welling up in her eyes.

“W-why so suddenly…”

“Surprises are better when they’re unexpected, aren’t they?” Chen Yin said matter-of-factly.

“But I… I’m not ready…”

“You were the one who asked for it. Why are you shy now?”

“But this is a very important moment! It’s a big deal for a girl!”

Chen Yin blinked. “Wasn’t I formal enough?”

“I…” Shen Shuanglian’s face flushed even deeper, and she finally stammered,

“I mean…”

“Couldn’t you… pull out first…?”

Chen Yin looked down at their naked bodies tangled in the sheets, at Shen Shuanglian’s crimson face, and scratched his head, puzzled.

“Can’t we propose and… do it… at the same time?”

“Of course not!!”

Chapter 152: Never Look a Gift Horse in the Mouth

As it turned out, Shen Shuanglian really wanted those fifty thousand pills.

For the next few nights, she pulled out all the stops, even trying positions she had been too shy to attempt before.

What was even more surprising was that she was the one initiating everything. She wouldn’t let Chen Yin leave until she was completely exhausted.

Chen Yin couldn’t even describe the sheer bliss of those nights.

Left to your imagination.

After three days of tireless “effort,” she had earned two thousand pills. She was so exhausted that she could barely walk during the day, requiring Chen Yin’s assistance to maintain a semblance of composure in public.

After another day of hard work dealing with sect affairs, Shen Shuanglian closed the ledger and sighed, her face pale with exhaustion.

Then, her eyes lit up, and she turned to him with a forced smile.

“Let’s go. At least five thousand pills today.”

“Not today.” Chen Yin said calmly, sipping his tea.

Shen Shuanglian froze. “D-did I do something wrong? I tried my best with those positions…”

Her voice trailed off, her cheeks flushing crimson.

Chen Yin shook his head. “It’s not that.”

“You’ve been working too hard. I told you not to push yourself so much.”

“But…” Her eyes glistened with unshed tears. “You said… you would only give me the pills if…”

Chen Yin, seeing her pitiful expression, couldn’t help but soften his voice.

“Consider those five thousand pills a freebie. You need to rest.”

A smug look flashed across Shen Shuanglian’s face.

Chen Yin realized she had been playing him.

“You’re learning fast, Senior Sister.” He sighed.

“You taught me well.”

Shen Shuanglian leaned closer and kissed him softly on the cheek, her voice sweet and coquettish. “Let me off the hook tonight. I need to sleep. We can continue tomorrow. I’ll wear whatever you want, okay?”

What could he say? He couldn’t resist.

Chen Yin glared at her playfully, then pulled her into his arms, his hands wandering, collecting his “interest.”

Shen Shuanglian snuggled against him contentedly.

“Seriously, these pills are enough for the Mist Spirit Sect’s disciples for two or three years.”

Chen Yin asked softly, “What are you planning to do? Store them all?”

Shen Shuanglian thought for a moment. “I’m going to sell the extra pills and use the money to cover the sect’s expenses.”

“Sell them to whom?”

“The Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion.”

Chen Yin nodded. Few organizations had the resources to purchase such a large quantity of pills.

Only the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion had the financial clout to make such a deal.

“When are you going?”

“I’ve already contacted their manager.” Shen Shuanglian blinked. “They should be arriving tomorrow.”

Chen Yin paused, then smiled faintly.

“I worry too much.”

“It seems you already have a plan.”

Shen Shuanglian seemed to enjoy his praise, her eyes closing contentedly.

“…Praise me more.”

“Our Shuangshuang is talented, capable, and beautiful, a true Frost Moon Sword Immortal!”

“More.”

“Uh… Your beauty eclipses the moon, your voice is like a nightingale’s song?”

“More.”

“…You have big breasts?”

Shen Shuanglian’s eyes snapped open, her cheeks flushed.

“Don’t ruin the mood.”

“But I’m out of compliments.”

Chen Yin struggled for a moment, then finally said, “How about… awesome?”

He was a man of simple words.

Shen Shuanglian didn’t press him further and snuggled closer, her voice soft.

“Will you come with me tomorrow?”

“Sure.” Chen Yin blinked. “But why do you suddenly need my help?”

“I’m still young, and many in the cultivation world question my ability to lead the sect at such a young age.”

Her eyes shimmered. “My man has to show his support, right?”

Chen Yin nodded.

“Alright. With me there, you’ll make a fortune.”

“The Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion has a close relationship with Master Yu Ling. They shouldn’t give us too much trouble.”

Shen Shuanglian said softly, “You don’t have to do anything. I can handle it.”

“Mmm.”

She closed her eyes and, within moments, her breathing became even and steady.

Chen Yin didn’t disturb her, just watched her sleep peacefully in his arms.

…This girl…

She was putting too much pressure on herself.

Working so hard, even when she was exhausted.

Under the soft glow of the night sky, Chen Yin gently stroked her hair, his eyes filled with tenderness.

He extinguished the candles and stayed with her throughout the night.

---

The next morning, Shen Shuanglian woke up close to noon.

“It’s so late?!”

She sat up in a panic, then noticed a plate of food on the table.

“Eggplant with minced meat, and a mixed vegetable soup.”

Chen Yin’s voice came from beside her. “I just warmed it up. Eat while it’s hot.”

Hearing his voice, she felt a sense of calm wash over her.

“…Why didn’t you wake me?”

She picked up her bowl with a playful glare. “The manager from the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion will be here soon.”

“You were sleeping so soundly, I couldn’t bear to wake you.”

Chen Yin said casually, “Your rest is more important. We can let them wait in the reception hall.”

“How can we do that?!”

Shen Shuanglian hurriedly started eating. “I finally managed to get an appointment with them. I can’t be rude and make them wait.”

“Besides, I need to get dressed and presentable.”

Chen Yin blinked. “Is that necessary? You look beautiful even without makeup.”

“Of course it is.”

Shen Shuanglian rolled her eyes at him playfully. “Girls care about these things.”

Chen Yin watched her fussing over her appearance, a mixture of amusement and warmth in his heart.

…He could never get tired of these peaceful, domestic moments.

After she was finally ready, once again transformed into the elegant and pristine Frost Moon Sword Immortal, Chen Yin couldn’t help but say:

“Have some more food before we go.”

“I’ll eat later.”

With that, she hurried towards the outer hall.

Chen Yin looked at the food he had prepared with a wistful sigh, then followed her, his hands tucked into his sleeves.

---

In the reception hall, the representatives from the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion had already arrived.

It was a beautiful and elegant woman, her age concealed by her flawless skin.

She sat there sipping tea, two attendants standing behind her.

“Manager Qin, I apologize for the wait.” Shen Shuanglian bowed slightly.

“It’s quite alright, I haven’t been waiting long.” Manager Qin smiled. “The Mist Spirit Sect is still recovering. I’m sure you have many matters to attend to, Sect Master Shen.”

She glanced at Chen Yin behind Shen Shuanglian,

But didn’t say anything.

“Thank you for your understanding. Then I won’t waste any more time.”

Shen Shuanglian took out a pill bottle. “These are the pills I mentioned in my letter. Please take a look, Manager Qin.”

Manager Qin nodded and gestured for an attendant to take the bottle. She opened it and sniffed the contents.

After a moment, her eyes widened in surprise.

“Such a gentle and subtle fragrance, so refined and pure. These are no ordinary cultivation pills.”

“Which alchemist refined these?”

Chen Yin cleared his throat and looked up expectantly, waiting for Shen Shuanglian to praise him and introduce him.

But she simply said, “I apologize, but the alchemist is a rising star within our sect. I can’t reveal their identity.”

Chen Yin stared at her in disbelief, but Manager Qin simply nodded in understanding.

“I see. With such high-quality pills, if this alchemist can produce them in large quantities, they will surely become a renowned master in the future.”

“Such talent must be protected. I apologize for my intrusion.”

Shen Shuanglian’s expression remained unchanged, not even glancing at the dejected Chen Yin.

“Unfortunately, our alchemist only refined a small batch as practice. The quantity is limited.”

Shen Shuanglian sighed regretfully.

As Chen Yin’s confusion grew, Manager Qin said eagerly, “Even the most skilled alchemists can’t guarantee such consistent quality.”

“If your sect’s alchemist has any more of these pills, the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion is willing to purchase them all. We can discuss the price.”

Manager Qin named a price, and Shen Shuanglian’s eyebrows rose slightly.

“That’s too much… There’s no need to give us special treatment, Manager Qin. Just the normal price for cultivation pills is fine.”

“This isn’t special treatment.”

Manager Qin smiled warmly. “If your sect truly has such a talented alchemist, consider this first transaction a gesture of goodwill.”

“If you have any other pills of this quality in the future, the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion will buy them all.”

Shen Shuanglian finally smiled with satisfaction.

“In that case… thank you for your patronage, Manager Qin.”

Chen Yin finally understood her plan.

…Fabricate a talented alchemist to pique the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion’s interest, ensuring a generous price.

And pretend the quantity was limited, making Manager Qin confident enough to offer a high price and promise to purchase everything.

Manager Qin must have thought it was just a small batch, so even a high price wouldn’t be a significant loss.

Gaining the favor of a talented alchemist for such a small price was a win for the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion.

He wondered how her expression would change when she saw the thousands of pills he had.

Senior Sister was quite the shrewd businesswoman. Chen Yin couldn’t help but admire her.

Shen Shuanglian smiled warmly and continued to flatter Manager Qin.

“Manager Qin, as a strong candidate for the position of General Manager of the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion, your discerning eye and bold decisions are truly admirable.”

“Hehe, you flatter me, Frost Moon Sword Immortal.” Manager Qin beamed, her smile widening. “It’s always a pleasure doing business with you, Sect Master Shen.”

Shen Shuanglian simply smiled and said nothing.

Chapter 151: The Price is 500 Bottles Per Position

For the next two days, Chen Yin enjoyed a peaceful and carefree life.

With Master away, Mount Yu became a haven for him and Xiang’er.

Without any distractions, Xiang’er became bolder and more open.

Sometimes, while Chen Yin was meditating, he would open his eyes to find her sitting in his lap, her face flushed, her breath coming in soft gasps, her clothes partially undone, her smooth shoulders and back rising and falling against his chest.

“…Ahem. Xiang’er, I thought we were cultivating.”

“Th-this is… also a form of cultivation…”

She murmured, her face flushed with a mixture of shyness and desire.

Chen Yin was helpless. He could only indulge his adorable Junior Sister.

But perhaps she was right. This could be considered a form of cultivation.

The “Quenching Nether Mantra” was a powerful and unusual demonic art. It could rapidly increase one’s cultivation and strength, but it also had some side effects.

It could make one’s personality colder and more domineering, their possessiveness and desire intensified.

So, after each cultivation session, Xiang’er would actively seek him out, her passion a way to counteract the negative effects of the demonic art.

Chen Yin didn’t mind. Fortunately, the “Forgotten Everlasting Heart Sutra” had powerful regenerative abilities. Otherwise, he might not be able to keep up with her, let alone handle more women in the future.

But thanks to their “dual cultivation,” although not in the traditional sense, both their cultivations were improving rapidly.

On the third day, Chen Yin broke through to the next realm, the Entering Gate Realm.

His dantian expanded significantly, and his blue spiritual energy became even purer.

Another pleasant surprise was that his access level in the System Shop had increased.

Now he could get even more free stuff.

So, for the next month, Chen Yin diligently cultivated on the mountain.

He occasionally exchanged letters with Luo Luo, Qingying, and the others in Yanxia Province, inquiring about their well-being, but most of his time was spent between his cultivation cave and Xiang’er’s bedroom.

One day, however, he found an opportunity to take a short leave from Mount Yu.

He was going to the Mist Spirit Sect.

Although Xiang’er’s eyes were filled with sadness and reluctance when he left, Chen Yin reassured her, “I’ll be back in four or five days. Don’t be sad.”

“I’m not sad.”

Xiang’er shook her head seriously. “I just have some regrets.”

“Regrets about what?”

“If Xiang’er had tried a little harder yesterday, maybe Senior Brother wouldn’t have the energy to leave today.”

Chen Yin coughed awkwardly.

…That sounded a bit terrifying.

“You should focus on your cultivation too. Master specifically told me not to let our… activities interfere with your training.”

“I don’t want to be lectured by someone who hasn’t even reached the Boundless Realm.”

Xiang’er pouted.

So he was back to being looked down upon for his low cultivation.

Chen Yin sighed and ruffled her head playfully. “I’ll deal with you when I get back.”

Xiang’er stuck her tongue out at him and made a face.

---

The Mist Spirit Sect’s mountain gate, shrouded in an ethereal mist, looked almost the same as the first time he had visited.

But in just half a year, under Shen Shuanglian’s leadership, the sect was recovering at an astonishing rate.

The disciples were disciplined and orderly, the mountain gate grand and imposing, the main hall enveloped in a swirling mist. It was a picture of peace and tranquility.

Even Chen Yin had to admit, Senior Sister was a natural leader.

She had single-handedly stabilized the Mist Spirit Sect after it had been on the verge of collapse. Her abilities were truly impressive.

As a frequent visitor, Chen Yin wasn’t stopped by the disciples. He walked past the main hall and towards the back mountain.

In a pavilion by the water, Shen Shuanglian was quietly sipping tea.

The wind rustled the willow branches as she sat there, dressed in a simple blue robe, a delicate white hand holding a jade-green teacup, her beautiful face etched with a thoughtful expression, her gaze fixed on the lake.

“Something on your mind?” Chen Yin’s voice came from beside her.

A flicker of surprise crossed Shen Shuanglian’s face, quickly replaced by a calm composure. She asked softly, “W-why didn’t you tell me you were coming?”

“I wanted to surprise you. Don’t you like surprises?”

Chen Yin sat down beside her, casually picking up her teacup and pouring himself a drink.

Shen Shuanglian was about to stop him, but he had already finished it in one gulp. She mumbled softly,

“Th-that was my cup…”

“Tsk, tsk. A hint of willow, a hint of breeze, a hint of lake water, and ninety-one percent the sweet fragrance of a beautiful woman’s lips.”

Chen Yin smacked his lips and closed his eyes, a dreamy expression on his face. “Excellent tea! One hundred percent!”

Shen Shuanglian blushed and looked away.

“Always teasing me.”

“I just wanted to cheer you up, seeing you so lost in thought.”

Chen Yin wrapped an arm around her waist and asked softly, “What’s bothering you?”

Shen Shuanglian lowered her eyes and said quietly, “…Just some minor problems. Nothing serious.”

“Tell me about it. Maybe your hubby can help.”

“It’s j-just a small matter. I can handle it myself.”

Shen Shuanglian was still trying to be stubborn, but before she could finish her sentence, Chen Yin gently nibbled on her earlobe, eliciting a soft moan.

“You’ll get wrinkles if you keep frowning like that.” He whispered in her ear.

Shen Shuanglian lowered her head.

Chen Yin knew her well.

She didn’t like talking about her problems. But she was incredibly stubborn and always tried to handle everything on her own, waiting for him to praise her afterward.

No matter how difficult or stressful the situation, she never wanted to burden others.

Knowing her personality, Chen Yin usually indulged her.

Unless she was clearly troubled, like now.

“Tell me what’s wrong. Even if it’s nothing serious, you can still tell me about it.”

Seeing his gentle expression, Shen Shuanglian finally relented and leaned against him, sighing softly.

“…The sect is running out of resources.”

“Repairing the mountain gate depleted our reserves. The Mist Spirit Sect might look impressive on the surface, but we’re practically bankrupt.”

“Even the materials for repairing the protective formation were purchased on credit from the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion, thanks to Master Yu Ling.”

“We’re barely able to cover our daily expenses, let alone purchase the materials needed for alchemy and cultivation, or repay our debts.”

“Although the Ten Thousand Fragrance Pavilion isn’t pressuring us,” she said, her eyes filled with worry, “the situation won’t improve anytime soon.”

…In short, they were broke.

Chen Yin blinked.

Indeed, rebuilding a sect wasn’t as simple as it seemed. It required a massive investment of resources and manpower.

And ultimately, it was his fault. He had been the one who destroyed the mountain gate, and now Senior Sister had to clean up his mess.

He coughed awkwardly and said, “I can help with the pills. I have plenty.”

Shen Shuanglian looked at him with surprise.

He took out several small bottles from his pocket. The moment he opened them, a rich, medicinal fragrance filled the air. They were clearly high-quality cultivation pills.

“This…”

Shen Shuanglian could tell from their purity that although they weren’t high-level pills, they were still of excellent quality, more than enough for daily cultivation.

“How many of these do you have?”

“Guess.” Chen Yin grinned.

Shen Shuanglian thought for a moment. “Ten bottles?”

“Ten bottles wouldn’t even last your sect a day. Think bigger.”

“Could it be… a hundred?”

Chen Yin shook his head with a smile.

“F-five hundred?” Shen Shuanglian hesitated.

“Fifty thousand.”

Chen Yin said calmly, “I can give them to you right now.”

Shen Shuanglian’s breath hitched.

“Fifty… thousand?”

Her eyes widened in disbelief. “That’s impossible! Even low-level pills like these require expensive materials. Even master alchemists wouldn’t waste their time and resources on such basic pills. These are probably just experimental products. Five hundred bottles would be a miracle, let alone fifty thousand…”

Her voice trailed off.

Because the pond before them, the lotus leaves and flowers, were covered in pill bottles.

A sea of bottles, stretching as far as the eye could see. If it weren’t for the pills’ fragrance and spiritual energy stimulating the growth of the lotus flowers, they would have all fallen into the water.

“Is that enough?”

Chen Yin leaned his head against her shoulder and whispered to the stunned Shen Shuanglian, “I can get you more if you need them.”

After a long silence, Shen Shuanglian finally regained her composure and asked softly, “D-did you refine these yourself?”

“Something like that.”

“Are there… really this many?”

“I told you. I can get you more if you need them.” Chen Yin said seriously.

Shen Shuanglian stared at the pond filled with pill bottles, lost in thought, until the fragrance finally attracted the attention of some disciples. She closed her eyes slowly.

“Thank you,” she whispered.

“Hey, don’t thank me yet.”

Chen Yin suddenly put on a sly, merchant-like expression. “I didn’t say they were free.”

Shen Shuanglian froze. “Th-then what do you want…?”

“The goods are right here, but there’s a handling fee.”

Seeing his mischievous grin, Shen Shuanglian blushed and lowered her head.

“How… do you want me to pay the handling fee?”

“500 bottles per position.”

Chen Yin lifted her into his arms and carried her towards her residence.

“Whether you can take all fifty thousand bottles depends on how hard you work~”

Chapter 150: Addicted to the Taste

Early the next morning, Master, clutching a bottle of wine, skipped off to find Qingmei Niang.

Judging by her enthusiasm, she probably wouldn’t be back anytime soon, perhaps not until she had drunk Qingmei Niang dry.

After Master left, Chen Yin was left to contemplate his own predicament.

…Reaching the Grand Clarity Realm within a year…

Honestly, although his cultivation had plateaued at the Cloud Ascending Realm for a while, breaking through to the next stage, the Entering Gate Realm, wouldn’t be difficult.

Even reaching the Supreme Clarity Realm with some effort was within his grasp.

But Grand Clarity within a year? That was a tall order.

Cultivation wasn’t just about accumulating spiritual energy and mastering techniques. It also required opportunity, luck, and breakthroughs in one’s understanding of the Dao.

Chen Yin had none of those.

He was used to relying on his swordsmanship, so focusing on cultivation felt like a chore.

His current spiritual energy reserves were about average for a Cloud Ascending Realm cultivator. It was his comprehension of the Dao, gained through his mastery of the sword, that allowed him to fight opponents far stronger than himself.

Without his sword, he was just a durable Cloud Ascending Realm cultivator.

Like experience points in an RPG, to reach the Grand Clarity Realm, Chen Yin first needed to find a way to absorb more spiritual energy.

The difference in spiritual energy between the Cloud Ascending Realm and the Grand Clarity Realm was vast. It wasn’t something he could simply cheat his way through. He needed external assistance.

So, Chen Yin entered the System Shop and started searching for suitable pills.

He browsed through countless options, but none of them were satisfactory.

There were many high-level pills, even legendary elixirs with impressive names.

But his current permission level wasn’t high enough to access them.

The pills he could take were either too weak to be of much use or belonged to a completely different cultivation system, their potential side effects unknown.

And then there were the pills with vague and ominous descriptions.

Chen Yin hesitated. Should he really take these?

But that disrespectful old hag of a Master had rarely asked him for anything seriously. Although he didn’t know the reason, it was probably best to obey.

So, he started taking the pills, one after another.

The weaker pills were free anyway. Perhaps quantity could make up for quality.

Soon, the area around his cave was littered with empty bottles.

After taking pills for most of the day, pure spiritual energy surged through his meridians, his dantian expanding rapidly.

Waves of potent energy crashed against his meridians, threatening to tear them apart.

Chen Yin winced. He had taken too many.

The “Forgotten Everlasting Heart Sutra” immediately activated, frantically repairing the damaged meridians. The conflicting sensations of tearing pain and soothing warmth made his face contort in a grimace.

It was a painful yet exhilarating experience.

This process continued for a long time, Chen Yin completely focused on controlling the flow of energy within his body, oblivious to the passage of time.

Finally, he let out a long sigh and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

…He had finally absorbed all the energy.

His dantian was now overflowing with spiritual energy, almost bursting at the seams. He could break through to the next realm at any moment.

But he didn’t rush. He suddenly noticed a change in the scroll.

A faint blue light emanated from it, swirling through his meridians before flowing into his dantian.

Like a drop of dye in a clear pool of water, the vast expanse of spiritual energy within him turned a light blue.

Chen Yin had never seen anything like this before and curiously observed the changes in his dantian.

Finally, the transformation was complete, his dantian filled with a soft, blue glow. He didn’t feel any different, neither stronger nor weaker.

…It seemed like it had just changed color.

As he was about to release some of the energy to test it out, he opened his eyes and jumped in surprise.

A beautiful face was inches from his own, so close that he could kiss her if he leaned forward slightly.

“Xiang’er? What are you doing? You scared me.”

Xiang’er’s expression was strange, a mixture of guilt and worry.

She frowned at the empty bottles scattered around them, her eyes red-rimmed. “Senior Brother… I-I’m sorry…”

Chen Yin was confused.

“What are you sorry for?”

“Do you… think Xiang’er is a promiscuous woman?”

She blinked at him timidly. “I-I’ll be more restrained tonight, I won’t be so shameless… Please don’t take these pills anymore, they’re bad for you…”

Chen Yin almost choked.

“…Xiang’er, are you being a little too sensitive?”

He said, wiping the sweat from his brow, “These are just cultivation pills, not aphrodisiacs. And definitely not Viagra.”

“B-but who takes so many pills at once?”

Xiang’er still looked unconvinced. “One pill is enough for a long cultivation session. Taking so many would cause your body to explode!”

Chen Yin’s lips twitched.

Thanks for the vote of confidence, Junior Sister.

“Master gave me a deadline. I have to work hard to meet her expectations.”

He casually placed his hands behind his head. “With the ‘Forgotten Everlasting Heart Sutra,’ I can be a bit reckless with my cultivation methods.”

“So… these really aren’t those kinds of pills?” Yu Xiang still looked doubtful.

“Just a thought… Could it be that Xiang’er wants me to take those kinds of pills?”

“No way!”

Xiang’er’s eyes filled with tears. “I’m not that shameless…”

“Senior Brother, please don’t misunderstand…”

This girl was still so easily flustered. Chen Yin sighed and pulled her into his arms.

After a brief yelp of surprise, she snuggled against him contentedly.

“Honestly, I’d prefer it if you were a little more… forward.”

“Really?” Xiang’er blinked, her eyes wide.

“Of course.”

Chen Yin nodded seriously. After all, the contrast between her usual shy demeanor and her passionate and unrestrained behavior in bed was incredibly appealing. It was one of her most endearing qualities.

Hearing this, Xiang’er said excitedly, “Then… Senior Brother, I won’t hold back anymore.”

Chen Yin: “…?”

“Senior Brother~”

She suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, her face flushed, her fingers fidgeting nervously. Her voice was soft and seductive as she whispered, “Xiang’er wants it…”

…But you were like a puddle of goo this morning! How did you recover so quickly?

Chen Yin was surprised by how much his Junior Sister had changed after getting a taste.

But it wasn’t just her.

Even Senior Sister, after overcoming her initial fear of pain, had become quite proactive.

Were all women like this? He wasn’t sure. He would need more data.

But seeing his sweet and innocent Junior Sister looking at him with such a seductive and alluring expression, Chen Yin felt that no man could refuse.

He sighed dramatically.

“Oh, alright.”

“We can postpone the cultivation.”

Indeed, women were the bane of his swordsmanship.

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Chen Yin had underestimated just how clingy this little kitten could be.

It wasn’t until evening that he finally managed to coax the exhausted Yu Xiang to sleep. He went to the kitchen to prepare some food.

He hadn’t eaten properly all day, too busy with other “activities.”

There were fish in the pond behind the house, plump and delicious snow mountain fish, a local delicacy. Chen Yin enjoyed making fish soup with them.

He caught a fish, simmered it until the soup turned a milky white, then added chopped scallions, cilantro, and a few drops of his special blend of spices.

Finally, he carried the fragrant fish soup back to the room.

“Dinner’s ready~”

Xiang’er was hiding under the blankets, only her bright eyes peeking out.

“Senior Brother, I can’t get up…”

“That’s what happens when you’re so insatiable.” Chen Yin casually served himself a bowl of soup.

Honestly, once she got started, Xiang’er’s energy was boundless, making it hard for him to resist.

No wonder she was always so exhausted afterward.

Xiang’er pouted, her eyes sparkling.

“Senior Brother, Xiang’er wants some too…”

“Then get up and have some.”

“But it’s all your fault, Senior Brother! Xiang’er can’t move!”

Chen Yin sighed. “Then what do you want me to do?”

“Feed me.”

Yu Xiang blinked mischievously, hiding a smile under the blankets.

Chen Yin served her a bowl of fish soup, carefully blowing on it to cool it down, then watched as she opened her mouth and took a sip.

Her full, red lips, glistening with the soup’s sheen, looked incredibly tempting.

The warm soup flowed down her throat, and Xiang’er smiled contentedly, her body relaxing.

“Senior Brother’s fish soup is the best!”

“I can teach you how to make it if you want.”

“I don’t want to learn.”

Xiang’er pouted. “If I don’t learn, Senior Brother will have to make it for me forever.”

“You sly little fox.”

Chen Yin flicked her nose playfully, and Xiang’er giggled, covering her mouth with her hand.

As he fed her, spoonful by spoonful, Chen Yin’s gaze lingered on her full, red lips.

He suddenly had an idea. He hadn’t tried that position yet.

“Xiang’er, as a reward for the delicious fish soup, I’ll teach you something fun later, okay?” he said seriously.

“Okay!”

Yu Xiang, at that moment, had no idea what her mischievous Senior Brother had in store for her.

Chapter 149: The Perverted Loli Granny

Yu Xiang didn‘t sleep all night.

She finally drifted off to sleep the next morning, her body sprawled across the tangled sheets, too exhausted to even open her eyes.

Chen Yin, however, woke up early and cheerfully made his way to Master’s cave.

Master was sitting at the table, sulking and sipping tea.

“Tsk. Look at your face.”

Seeing Chen Yin’s expression, Master turned away in disgust. “Here to gloat, are you?”

“Well, some people have a vibrant nightlife, while others are stuck outside, seething with jealousy.” Chen Yin chuckled, unable to contain his amusement.

Master almost crushed her teacup in anger.

“You little brat, you dare mock me?”

“It seems I haven’t spanked you in a while. You’ve forgotten who’s in charge.” She rolled up her sleeves, ready to pull down his pants and hang him from a tree.

But before she could move, Chen Yin’s calm words stopped her in her tracks.

“You’ve heard of Shen Li, haven’t you?”

He poured himself a cup of tea and sipped it slowly.

Master’s expression changed slightly.

After a long silence, she turned around and sat back down, her small body enveloped in her large robes.

“…You encountered them?”

“Let’s just say we’re not on good terms.” Chen Yin sneered.

“I accidentally stumbled upon one of their members committing a crime, so I took care of him. Who knew that Divine Son bastard would send people after me?”

“In the end, I killed four of his dogs and destroyed one of their bases. That’s where the trail went cold.”

Master raised a delicate eyebrow, surprised. “Four? That’s quite a feat.”

“Is there a reward?” Chen Yin’s eyes lit up.

“How about a slap in the face?”

“Then I’ll pass.”

“But,” Master leaned back on her chaise lounge, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes, “…well done.”

Chen Yin just glanced at her sideways.

“Indeed, that organization is a thorn in my side as well. I’ve been chasing them for years, but I can’t seem to get rid of them completely.”

“Like turtles hiding in their shells, it’s hard to kill them.”

“…And I don’t have the energy for that anymore.” Master’s eyes dimmed slightly.

“Need my help?” Chen Yin asked, leaning closer with a playful grin.

Master waved him away dismissively. “Go away. I don’t want to see your face.”

“If I could, I wouldn’t want you involved in this.”

“Because I’m not even sure I can handle those people myself.”

“It’s best not to push them too hard. We’ll deal with them later.”

Chen Yin blinked.

The old loli granny was being unusually calm. She wasn’t even threatening to bash the Divine Son’s head in with a metal rod.

It seemed this Divine Son was someone to be reckoned with.

“Can’t you at least give me some information?” Chen Yin pleaded. “I’ve already crossed paths with them, don’t you think I deserve to know?”

“What’s the rush?” Master said calmly, swinging her feet playfully.

“I’ll ask for your help when I need it.”

Chen Yin snorted and sulked, sipping his tea quietly.

The atmosphere in the room grew tense.

After a while, Master’s voice softened slightly.

“…Be careful. Those people are dangerous.”

“I know.” Chen Yin nodded.

“I didn’t want to tell you because once you’re involved, there’s no turning back.”

“It’s better for you and Xiang’er to stay on the mountain and live a peaceful life.” A look of weariness, incongruous with her youthful appearance, flashed across her face.

Chen Yin was silent for a moment, then asked softly:

“Just one question.”

“Were those injuries you sustained at the Heavenly Path Perilous Domain related to them?”

Master hesitated.

After a long pause, she sipped her tea and said quietly, “Not directly.”

“But they did interfere and almost ruined everything.”

Chen Yin looked at her intently.

After a long silence, he turned away. “I understand.”

“Don’t do anything reckless and go after them, okay?” Master said, her voice filled with concern.

“Don’t worry.”

Chen Yin nodded. “Since you don’t want me to make a big fuss, I won’t.”

“But you won’t interfere if I handle this in my own way, right?”

Master stared at him for a long time, then suddenly smiled.

“…Do as you please.”

That was enough. Chen Yin closed his eyes.

Her approval was all he needed.

With the serious matters out of the way, the atmosphere relaxed.

“Let’s talk about something else.”

Master suddenly climbed onto the armrest and asked mischievously, “How’s Xiang’er? Is she soft?”

“Tsk, tsk.” Chen Yin grinned at her. “I can’t say.”

“Damn it, I wish I could have a feel too, heeheehee.”

The sight of this beautiful young girl, her face so innocent and childish, yet her expression so lewd and suggestive, made Chen Yin facepalm.

“…Master, please have some self-respect.”

“I can’t help it! I’m dying of desire.”

She complained, “While you were gone, I had no wine to drink, and Xiang’er wouldn’t let me touch her. I’m going crazy!”

“Hey, you promised to let me drink as much as I wanted when you got back.”

Master held out her hand. “Where’s the wine?”

Chen Yin didn’t renege on his promise. He shrugged and casually placed a few bottles of wine on the table.

Master’s eyes lit up, and drool almost dripped from her lips.

“Heehee, Johnnie Walker, my precious Johnnie Walker, heehee…”

She had become completely addicted to it after Chen Yin had given her a taste.

But it was free from the System Shop, so he didn’t mind indulging her.

“Don’t drink too much. I don’t want to fish you out of the pond again after you get drunk.”

Chen Yin watched as Master eagerly grabbed a bottle and started gulping it down. He waved his hand and turned to leave.

“Hey, are you going back to Xiang’er now?”

Master peeked out from behind the bottle. “You tormented her all night, and now you’re going back for more?”

“Ahem,” Chen Yin coughed, trying to maintain a serious expression. “Believe it or not… Xiang’er was the one who initiated everything last night.”

Indeed, once she had a taste, she couldn’t get enough.

Chen Yin hadn’t expected his usually shy and reserved Junior Sister to be so passionate and unrestrained.

Honestly, if she was tired today, it was entirely her own fault, not his.

He was just lucky to have a strong constitution. Otherwise, he might be the one lying in bed right now.

“Be gentle with her. Don’t break my precious Xiang’er.” Master said, pouting slightly.

Chen Yin thought for a moment, then turned to her and asked, “Wait a minute, you’re a perpetual virgin, what do you know about this?”

“With your flat-chested, undeveloped body, you have no right to worry about Xiang’er.”

“What did you say?!” Master glared at him, her eyes blazing with anger. “I’m saving myself for marriage! I’m not a perpetual virgin! Say that again!”

…Perverted loli, eternal virgin granny. Chen Yin repeated the words silently in his mind.

“Don’t think I can’t hear you just because you’re saying it in your head!”

“What the hell? You can hear my thoughts?”

“I guessed! I knew you were cursing me!”

She lunged at him, her small arms and legs flailing wildly.

But he simply blocked her attack with one hand, her tiny fists unable to reach him.

“I just remembered something,” Chen Yin said casually, holding her head back with one hand. “The Lord of Ten Thousand Demons, Qingmei Niang, you know her, right?”

Master’s struggles weakened, and she crossed her arms, snorting. “She’s just a loser I defeated years ago. What about her?”

“Nothing much. She asked me to tell you to visit her when you have time.”

Master blinked her large, watery eyes. “Why are you involved with that old fox?”

Chen Yin coughed awkwardly. “Her daughter… is quite pretty.”

Master looked at him with disdain.

“You dare hit on the Lord of Ten Thousand Demons’ daughter? You’ve got guts.”

“I learned from the best.” Chen Yin bowed respectfully.

“Fine. I’ll go see her tomorrow.”

Master sighed. “That old fox has been in seclusion for years. It’s surprising she even remembers me.”

Chen Yin wanted to say, not only does she remember you, but she seems to have a very strong impression of you. But she won’t tell me anything.

He kept quiet. It would only give the old loli granny more ammunition to tease him.

“Well, it’s about time.”

Master suddenly murmured to herself, her voice so soft and indistinct that Chen Yin didn’t catch it.

“What?”

“Nothing.”

Suddenly, her playful expression vanished, and she turned to him, her voice stern and authoritative. “Chen Yin.”

Chen Yin rarely saw her so serious, and he was momentarily taken aback.

“Three things. Prioritize them.”

“First, your Cloud Ascending Realm cultivation is pathetic. One year. Reach the Grand Clarity Realm.”

Chen Yin almost choked on his tea.

“Grand Clarity?! Are you kidding me?!”

There were three major realms between Cloud Ascending and Grand Clarity! Even protagonists in fantasy novels didn’t power up that quickly!

“I don’t care how you do it. Just get it done. I only care about results.”

Master’s expression was calm, her voice still stern. “Second, you can be lovey-dovey with Xiang’er, but don’t let her neglect her cultivation. She must also reach the Grand Clarity Realm within a year.”

Chen Yin was dumbfounded. What had gotten into this old loli granny?

“Third, and most importantly…”

Seeing her increasingly serious expression, Chen Yin’s heart sank.

…Was she about to give him some dangerous mission?

“Be gentle tonight. I don’t want Xiang’er to be in pain, wuwuwu.”

“I’m going to kill you!!”

Chapter 148: Master Wants to Watch Too, Waaaaah!

Three days later, Mount Yu.

Night. Mist Yu flowers swayed gently in the breeze.

By a mountain stream, Yu Xiang stood on a large rock, dressed in a black, form-fitting dress.

Her lips were painted a dark crimson, her eyes accented with a subtle, alluring green, her fingers long and slender.

From afar, she resembled a bewitching black tulip.

After a long moment, she opened her eyes, a black light flickering at her fingertips. A dark sword shadow sliced through the waterfall before her.

Mist Yu petals danced in the air along with her hair, the waterfall split in two, the water refusing to reunite.

“…My Supreme Clarity realm cultivation is stable now.” Yu Xiang murmured to herself.

Since Master had given her the second volume of the “Quenching Nether Mantra,” she had been immersed in cultivation.

And the “Quenching Nether Mantra,” a top-tier demonic art, had lived up to its reputation. Within just a few months, Yu Xiang’s cultivation had soared, allowing her to break through to the Supreme Clarity Realm.

“But this ‘Quenching Nether Mantra’ is too ruthless and domineering.” She frowned. “Every time I cultivate, I feel a coldness creeping into my heart.”

“If I become ugly, will Senior Brother still like me when he returns…?”

Speaking of Senior Brother…

Chen Yin had been gone for quite a while.

For months, Yu Xiang had thought of him every night, longing for his return.

“…Stinky Senior Brother.” She pouted, her eyebrows furrowing in a way that made her look like a villainous sorceress from a drama, thanks to the influence of the “Quenching Nether Mantra.”

“When he gets back, I’m going to tie him up and never let him leave.”

“…Then I’ll leave.”

Yu Xiang’s body stiffened, her eyes widening in shock.

She slowly turned around, and under the moonlight, a slender man in white stood there, looking at her with a playful, innocent smile.

“You’re so scary, you know. I think I’ll just run away—”

Before he could finish his sentence, she threw herself into his arms.

Xiang’er cupped his face in her hands and kissed him fiercely, her embrace so tight and passionate that Chen Yin could barely breathe.

He tasted blood on his lips as her soft breaths tickled his ear.

“…Don’t you dare.”

“I wouldn’t dare.” Chen Yin chuckled, his arms around her waist.

“My Xiang’er is waiting for me. How could I not come home?”

Xiang’er buried her face in his chest, her hands gripping his robe tightly.

“Done gallivanting outside? Finally decided to come home?”

“Ahem. It wasn’t like that.” Chen Yin coughed lightly and said seriously, “I was busy with important matters.”

“You’re lying.”

Yu Xiang suddenly looked up, her eyes red-rimmed.

“You know I have a good sense of smell.”

“I can smell at least three different women on you. Not including Shen Shuanglian.”

…Seriously? Chen Yin was dumbfounded.

He had spent three days traveling back, without encountering a single soul, and she could still smell other women on him?

Was the scent really that strong? He sniffed himself suspiciously.

“Ahem… It really was important business.”

Chen Yin said coaxingly, “I came back to see you as soon as I had the chance.”

“Are you leaving again?” Xiang’er’s eyes were filled with a mixture of resentment and sadness, her eyes growing even redder.

Chen Yin quickly corrected himself. “No, no, I won’t be leaving anytime soon.”

“I’ll stay home and spend some time with Xiang’er.”

“…Stinky Senior Brother, I don’t believe a word you say anymore.”

She snorted and turned away, her black dress swirling gracefully in the moonlight.

Chen Yin, now an expert in coaxing women, wrapped his arms around her slender waist and whispered in her ear:

“Did you miss me?”

“Of course not. Why would I miss a philandering scoundrel like you?” Xiang’er retorted, turning her head away playfully.

“Not even a little?”

“…Maybe a tiny bit. But just a tiny bit.”

She lowered her long eyelashes, her lips pouting slightly. “I just thought about your face sometimes. I didn’t really miss you.”

She would just stare out the window, lost in thought.

Stare at the teapot.

Stare at the kitchen.

Feeling like something was missing.

“Don’t come back! I don’t want to be so upset!” She said fiercely. “I’m not anyone special to you anyway. You don’t have to come back and see me.”

Chen Yin suddenly released her. “Then I’ll leave.”

His action was so sudden and decisive, as if he would disappear in the blink of an eye.

Xiang’er’s heart ached.

“I-I was just kidding.”

She grabbed his hand, her eyes watery. “Don’t go, okay?”

“I-I won’t make you angry anymore…”

“I was also kidding. Why would I be angry?” Chen Yin chuckled and flicked her forehead lightly. “Just tell me if you missed me. I’ll always be here for you.”

Xiang’er lowered her head, her voice filled with a quiet sadness. “I would believe you… I was really afraid you would abandon me…”

Chen Yin took her hand and placed a small, hard object in her palm.

“What’s this?”

“Open it and see.”

Xiang’er opened the box. Inside was a small, delicate ring, sparkling in the moonlight.

Before she could ask, Chen Yin gently took her hand and slipped the ring onto her finger.

“It’s called a diamond ring.”

Chen Yin said softly, “In my world, this is used for proposals.”

Xiang’er’s eyes widened slowly as she realized what he meant.

“Senior Brother…”

“I don’t like you calling me Senior Brother anymore.”

Chen Yin thought for a moment, then corrected himself, “I used to like it. Not anymore.”

“So I don’t want you to call me that anymore.”

Xiang’er’s eyes shimmered with tears, and a blush crept onto her cheeks.

“Hus…” she whispered, her voice barely audible, as if she was too shy to speak.

Chen Yin looked into her eyes. “You don’t want to call me that?”

She bit her lip, then finally said softly,

“Husband…”

“My wife is such a good girl.” Chen Yin nodded with satisfaction.

Hearing him call her “wife,” Xiang’er’s heart skipped a beat. She tugged at his sleeve.

“S-say it again.”

“Wife.” Chen Yin said seriously.

Xiang’er’s eyes were red-rimmed, but she couldn’t help but smile, her nose tingling.

“Stinky Senior Brother. That’s so cheesy.”

“Don’t you like it?”

“…I do.” She smiled sweetly, burying her face in his chest.

“Say it again.”

“Wife.”

“One more time.”

No matter how many times she asked, Chen Yin repeated it patiently.

Yu Xiang leaned against him for a long time, then suddenly lowered her head. “Do I… look ugly like this?”

Chen Yin noticed her hand retreating behind her back.

“It’s just makeup. You’re still my Xiang’er.”

He chuckled and flicked her nose gently. “Besides, you look quite alluring like this.”

“Like a villainous sorceress who’s completely under my control.”

“Xiang’er is not a villainous sorceress!” She playfully bit his shoulder.

“So you admit you’re completely under my control?”

Yu Xiang blushed but didn’t protest or deny it.

Chen Yin gently kissed her neck, then her collarbone.

Her breathing quickened.

“Senior Brother…”

Although she was struggling slightly, her soft moans were like a kitten’s purr, making him want to tease her even more.

He lifted her into his arms.

“You’ve been working hard on your cultivation lately.”

“…This is your reward.” He whispered in her ear.

Under the cool night sky, they flew back to their little wooden hut at the foot of the mountain.

Chen Yin placed her on the bed and blew out the candle. In the darkness, Xiang’er’s eyes shimmered like fireflies.

“Senior Brother, I’m… a little scared…” she whispered.

Chen Yin could see how nervous she was.

He gently patted her back, soothing her.

Her skin was so soft and smooth, her body trembling slightly at his touch.

“It’s alright, Xiang’er.”

Chen Yin whispered in her ear, “Give me a minute.”

“Let me get rid of that old pervert who’s been peeking.”

Yu Xiang looked up, just as Chen Yin vanished from the room like a wisp of smoke.

A moment later, a shrill, childish scream came from outside.

“Waaaaah! Help! My disciple is trying to kill me!”

Yu Xiang sighed helplessly.

…Seriously, Master.

Outside, Chen Yin dragged Yu Ling by the collar of her robe, ignoring her struggles and protests.

“Let go of me! You brat! You’re trying to hog Xiang’er all to yourself! Let me see! I want to watch too!”

Chen Yin dragged her to the pond and, without hesitation, kicked her in.

Yu Ling’s small body tumbled through the air, then floated above the water, glaring at him resentfully.

“What are you looking at?”

Chen Yin glared back at her. “Be careful, or you’ll get a sty!”

“I’ll look, I’ll look, I’ll look! I want to see Xiang’er’s beautiful body! Why can’t I watch?” Yu Ling said defiantly, her hands on her hips.

“If you want to build your harem, go find your own women. Don’t touch my Xiang’er.”

“No! I want Xiang’er! I don’t want anyone else!”

With a flash of light, the Eternal Light sword appeared, sending Yu Ling scrambling behind a tree.

“Hey! You brat, you’re actually going to attack me?! What if you hurt me?!”

“Don’t worry.” Chen Yin’s expression was menacing. “I know exactly how resilient your ‘Forgotten Everlasting Heart Sutra’ is.”

“If you dare take another step towards the house tonight, don’t blame me for being disrespectful.”

“Y-you’re bullying me!” Yu Ling’s eyes filled with tears. “Shouldn’t you share good things with your Master?”

“If you want to join us, I don’t mind having another warm body in bed tonight.”

Yu Ling: “? Die, lolicon.”

“Then don’t disturb me.”

Chen Yin waved his hand dismissively. “We’ll talk tomorrow.”

He returned to the hut, leaving Yu Ling by the pond, sobbing and biting her handkerchief.

“You unfilial disciple! Master wants to watch too, waaaaaah…”