Category: They All Want to Be My Female Lead

71 Should We Do Some Practice First?

Hearing the bolt click, Zi Xunyi’s hand tightened, and she imagined Yan Zhen pinning her against the wall.

Her future husband would lift a strand of her hair, sniff it playfully, and then say in a low, seductive voice, “No need for further discussion, my beloved Zi Ji. Let’s begin now. Your husband will be gentle~”

And she would be flustered and say, “Wait, Yan Zhen… husband, we can’t. I’m not ready yet.”

However, her future husband, consumed by desire for her perfect body, would lose control, transforming into a ravenous wolf and taking her right then and there!

Purr, purr, purr~~~

He would lick every inch of her body, leaving no part untouched.

“—N-no!”

Zi Xunyi gasped, clutching her chest, as if about to be ravished.

Yan Zhen, who had just turned around, looked at her, puzzled.

“What’s wrong?”

Zi Xunyi, snapping back to reality, blushed and shook her head. “Nothing. I was just thinking about how to… begin.”

Yan Zhen smiled gently. “Just speak your mind. There’s no need to be so formal between husband and wife.”

“It’s just… regarding creating a body for Ling’er, there are some details I’d like to confirm.” Zi Xunyi chose her words carefully. “Although my future self did conceive Ling’er, pregnancy isn’t… guaranteed, is it? What if I can’t conceive? It’s already difficult for God Clan members to have children… And we don’t even know if the child will be a girl. If it’s a boy, will Ling’er’s consciousness be compatible? Also, how do we transfer her consciousness into the fetus? To do that, you would need to be at least a Tier 6 or Tier 7 Alchemist, right?”

“Sit down, and let’s discuss them one by one.” Yan Zhen gestured for Zi Xunyi to sit, then poured her a cup of tea. “First, about the alchemist, my master is a high-rank alchemist, so there’s no need to worry about that.”

“Your master?”

“Yes, you should have heard of her. She’s also from the Eighth Continent, a former Goddess candidate of the Star God Clan, known as the ‘Alchemist Saint’.”

“You mean the Alchemist Saint?” Zi Xunyi was shocked. “The one with two Extreme Flames?!”

“Yes, her name is Chen Xi, ‘Chen’ as in dust, ‘Xi’ as in morning light. You can call her Master Chen Xi.”

Zi Xunyi’s heart raced. Alchemist Saint Chen Xi was a legendary figure in the Eighth Continent. She hadn’t expected her to be Yan Zhen’s master.

“No wonder you possess three Extreme Flames and cultivate the Ancestral Talisman Scripture.”

The Ancestral Talisman Scripture was created by the Ancestral God. Each of the ten great God Clans possessed a fragment. Chen Xi, having been a Goddess candidate of the Star God Clan, naturally had access to it.

However, remembering that Yan Zhen was the reborn Yan Emperor, Zi Xunyi wasn’t so surprised anymore.

“Where is Master Chen Xi now? Can I… meet her?”

Yan Zhen said honestly, “Master is currently in the Fire Refining Starry Sky, this pendant on my neck. You can meet her anytime. But let’s talk about Ling’er first.”

Zi Xunyi glanced at the crystal pendant, then suppressed her curiosity and listened attentively.

“Second, about the child’s gender, although the chances are fifty-fifty, since we had a daughter in our past life, it shouldn’t change this time. If you’re still worried, we can ask Master. She might have a solution—as far as I know, gender is determined by chromosomes. Boys have a special Y chromosome. With Master’s Spiritual Power, she should be able to detect it directly.”

Beautiful Master’s soul cultivation had reached the half-step True Realm. Her Spiritual Power, fully unleashed, could cover an entire country. And in terms of precision, she could easily examine atoms and molecules, let alone chromosomes and DNA.

Zi Xunyi didn’t quite understand, but seeing Yan Zhen’s confidence, she nodded, impressed.

“As for the God Clan’s… fertility issue, there’s a special dual cultivation technique that guarantees conception,” Yan Zhen continued. “With that technique, you’ll definitely get pregnant quickly. After the fetus is formed, we can transfer Ling’er’s consciousness into it.”

“So you’ve already thought of everything.”

“It’s about Ling’er’s safety, after all. I have to be thorough.”

“Then there’s only one last problem.”

“What problem?”

“How to… protect the fetus,” Zi Xunyi said, her expression worried. “The Celestial God Clan’s gestation period is only two months longer than humans’. And in about six months, my clan will send people to bring me back… If I… if I return pregnant, both you and the child will be in danger.”

“Don’t worry about that either. Humans have methods to prolong pregnancy to create stronger offspring. For example, mimicking the Dragon God Clan. Their gestation period is nearly ten years, and their children are born with Tier 3 strength, comparable to a human Mystic Master. Although humans can’t achieve that, we can still extend it to three to five years.” Yan Zhen suddenly took Zi Xunyi’s hand and said solemnly, “Within five years, I will definitely reach the Mystic Ancestor realm and compete for the position of Jiā Lán Holy Son. Then, I’ll formally propose to the Celestial God Clan. Please wait for me, Zi Ji.”

Zi Xunyi trembled and instinctively tried to pull her hand back, but she let him hold it, blushing and humming softly in response.

The atmosphere became intimate.

Yan Zhen held Zi Xunyi’s hand, intertwining their fingers, and then slowly leaned in.

Zi Xunyi’s breath hitched, her heart pounding, and she closed her eyes, as if in a daze.

Chu~

Yan Zhen kissed her gently on the lips, sucking softly, his movements delicate and tender, as if afraid of startling a small rabbit.

Zi Xunyi felt a tingling sensation spreading from her lips, warming her body. She instinctively mimicked her actions from the dream, opening her mouth and responding to his kiss.

—This is what a real kiss between lovers feels like, even more intoxicating than the sensations from the dream.

She forgot to even breathe, lost in the kiss.

Zi Xunyi was completely immersed in her first kiss, parting only when she needed air.

They were both flushed, gazing at each other, their eyes filled with passion.

But Yan Zhen, retaining a sliver of reason, remembered that Huangfu Wenqing was in the next room. He couldn’t continue.

He gently released Zi Xunyi’s hand and said softly, “It’s not the right time yet. In a few days, after we’ve dealt with everything, we’ll officially dual cultivate.”

Zi Xunyi blinked, seemingly still dazed from the kiss, her blush lingering. After a while, she said, “Then I’ll… go back to my room.”

“Yes, get some rest. If Long Ying is too noisy, you can send her over here.”

“…”

Zi Xunyi slowly stood up, took a step, then froze.

Yan Zhen was puzzled. “What’s wrong, Zi Ji?”

After a moment, Zi Xunyi turned back and whispered, “Should we… do some practice beforehand?”

70 Beautiful Master’s Affection

The cliffside building had three floors. The first floor was the living room, kitchen, and other common areas. The entire second floor was Zi Xunyi’s personal space, while the third floor was mostly empty, perfect for Yan Zhen and Huangfu Wenqing to move into. As for Long Ying, she stayed with Zi Xunyi, unlike in the script, where she constantly clung to Yan Zhen.

As night fell, Yan Zhen finished his preparations, activated the Star Shifting Fire Seal, and entered the Fire Refining Starry Sky to see Beautiful Master.

In the center of the plaza, atop the altar, a stone bed had risen. Chen Xi lay on the bed, her legs outstretched, hands resting on her lower abdomen. Her beautiful white hair spread out behind her, her exquisite face serene, the ample swell of her breasts rising and falling gently with each breath, a captivating sight.

Yan Zhen walked to the bedside, his heart beating faster as he gazed at his sleeping Master.

He swallowed hard, his desire growing. He sat on the edge of the bed, gently shook Chen Xi’s shoulder, and called out tentatively, “Master? Wake up.”

Chen Xi’s eyelashes fluttered, and her eyes slowly opened, her clear blue gaze, like polished gems, reflecting Yan Zhen’s face. A faint smile touched her lips.

“Zhen’er…” She sat up, tucking a stray strand of hair behind her ear, her black sleeve sliding down to reveal a smooth, white arm. “What is it?”

Her voice was soft and languid.

Yan Zhen scratched his cheek, his gaze involuntarily drawn to the slight opening of her robe, the glimpse of her cleavage captivating him.

Chen Xi, noticing his gaze, blushed slightly, a hint of pleasure in her eyes. She covered herself with her hand and scolded gently, “You naughty child, don’t stare. Master asked you a question~”

Caught red-handed, Yan Zhen blushed and quickly looked away. “Ahem, i-it’s about Zi Ji. She agreed to… cooperate in creating Ling’er’s body.”

“So soon?” Chen Xi was surprised, then chuckled. “How did you trick her?”

Yan Zhen grinned. “Master, that’s not tricking her. It’s a white lie. I’m sure she’ll understand later.”

“Smooth talker.” Chen Xi didn’t press the issue. “Since she agreed, then you should start quickly. Delays can lead to complications.”

“But Master, what if Zi Ji doesn’t get pregnant?”

“Don’t worry. Master knows a dual cultivation technique that guarantees pregnancy on the first try.”

“There’s such a technique?”

“Of course. There are all sorts of wonders in this world. Besides that, we’ll also need to refine a pill to delay the pregnancy, so Ling’er isn’t born too soon. Otherwise, the Celestial God Clan will cause trouble.”

Right, I almost forgot about that.

According to the script, Zi Xunyi would be returning to the Celestial God Clan in less than six months. If they found out she was no longer a virgin, or even pregnant, there would be hell to pay.

It wouldn’t be too bad for Yan Zhen, but Zi Xunyi would likely lose her position as the Celestial God Clan Goddess and wouldn’t be able to marry him.

If that happened, the plot would be completely derailed, beyond repair!

“As expected of Master, always thinking ahead.”

“Anyway, bring her here first and dual cultivate. If necessary, Master can guide you.”

“Oh, okay—huh?”

“What ‘huh’? It’s all for Ling’er.”

“But will Zi Ji agree?”

“That depends on your skills, Zhen’er.” Chen Xi smiled. “Look at your future Zi Ji, so obedient. That girl loves you deeply, no less than Master.”

Yan Zhen was touched.

“Master, I…”

Chen Xi placed a finger on his lips, gazing at him tenderly. “No need to say anything. Master understands.”

“Master~”

“Alright, let Master take a good look at you.” Chen Xi examined his face. “You don’t look well, Zhen’er. Are you injured?”

Yan Zhen looked a bit guilty. “Just a minor injury. It’s almost healed. Don’t worry, Master.”

“Silly child, why didn’t you come to Master for treatment?”

“I, ahem, just used it as part of my plan.”

Chen Xi immediately understood, sighing inwardly but not blaming him. She moved back slightly, took his hand, and pulled him towards the bed.

Chen Xi stretched out her legs and patted her thighs. “Lie down.”

Yan Zhen obediently laid his head on Beautiful Master’s legs, curling up slightly, his bright eyes fixed on her… ample bosom.

Chen Xi blushed and whispered, “Close your eyes, Zhen’er.”

Yan Zhen blinked and said coquettishly, “Master, do I have to?”

“You… you child, even teasing your Master.” The blush on Chen Xi’s face deepened, making her even more alluring. “As expected, boys become more mischievous as they grow older.”

“I’m a man now, Master,” Yan Zhen retorted. “Master’s man.”

Hearing this, Chen Xi’s heart pounded, and her body warmed.

“Smooth talker~ In Master’s eyes, you’ll always be a child.”

Yan Zhen nuzzled against Beautiful Master’s stomach and said, acting cute, “Then I want Master’s… affection~”

Chen Xi trembled, then, under Yan Zhen’s gaze, she gently untied her belt and opened her robe to her elbows, revealing her cleavage. She formed hand seals, activated a secret technique, and touched her chest.

An alchemical formation appeared, and then Chen Xi lifted Yan Zhen’s head and said softly, “Open your mouth, Zhen’er.”

Yan Zhen obeyed, greedily sucking the sweet, medicinal fluid from her breast, like a peeled grape, quickly healing his remaining injuries.

The medicinal power within Beautiful Master was immense, accumulated from testing and refining pills, usually residing within her body.

Converted into a liquid form through alchemy, it had various effects, such as healing and replenishing energy.

“Mmm~ Zhen’er, don’t be naughty…”

Chen Xi gazed at her precious disciple with affection and motherly love. Seeing his eyes closed in enjoyment, her free hand stealthily moved downwards.

“This is a rare opportunity. Master will teach you that dual cultivation technique now.”

An hour later, Yan Zhen, refreshed and invigorated, left the Fire Refining Starry Sky. Chen Xi lay naked on the bed, her hand caressing her slightly warm lower abdomen, a satisfied smile on her face.

Yan Zhen reappeared in his room, patted his cheeks, and cleared his mind of any lingering thoughts.

Just as he was about to go downstairs to find Zi Xunyi, he heard a knock on the door.

He opened it, and it was Zi Xunyi.

“Zi Ji, I was just about to look for you.”

Zi Xunyi lowered her head slightly and whispered, “Can I come in? I’d like to discuss that matter again.”

Yan Zhen quickly stepped aside, and after she entered, he closed the door and even locked it.

69 Moving In Together

Long Ying, who had already woken up, didn’t dare to say a word.

—What’s going on? Is the green-haired woman being intimate with Zhenzhen? Should I stop her?

—No, it’s too embarrassing, too terrifying. The green-haired woman is such a nuisance!

—Zhenzhen, don’t lose to the green-haired woman!

Although Long Ying, after more than ten years of growth, possessed some of the domineering aura of a Dragon-Phoenix Divine Beast, she was still inexperienced in these matters. And thinking that Zi Xunyi had seen through her, she was intimidated by Huangfu Wenqing, who was also reborn.

The reason Long Ying hadn’t revealed her true identity was that she wanted to use her loli form to naturally get closer to Yan Zhen. If he found out, he might become wary of her.

Long Ying was nervous and anxious, but Huangfu Wenqing was completely immersed in the pleasure of “teasing” Yan Zhen, meticulously replicating her master’s actions from her memories, as if she were receiving cultivation guidance.

The talented Huangfu Wenqing quickly mastered the techniques, her fingers and palm moving rhythmically, even using her Wind Mystic Power for assistance.

The light and agile Wind Mystic Power, as soft as clouds, gradually clouded Yan Zhen’s mind.

—This feels… just like Yun Xiu’s technique!

Thinking of this, Yan Zhen’s heart pounded, and he lost control.

“Wenqing!”

“Mmm~”

Feeling a sudden warmth on her hand, Huangfu Wenqing stopped and looked down, her eyes shining with curiosity.

—So this is Yan Zhen’s…

She brought her hand closer to her face, observing it carefully, even sniffing it slightly.

It wasn’t as unpleasant as described in the books. The strong scent was intoxicating, like a fine wine.

—I remember Master doing this afterward…

Huangfu Wenqing blinked, then took out her handkerchief and wiped her hand, then cleaned Yan Zhen, her movements gentle and meticulous, like a caring wife.

“Is this alright, Yan Zhen?”

Yan Zhen smiled wryly. “Don’t do this next time. At least not here.”

Huangfu Wenqing blushed and smiled. “Then I’ll wait until we’re alone.”

“Ahem, I-I’m going to meditate now.”

“Okay.”

An hour later, Yan Zhen finished meditating, his Mystic Power mostly restored, and opened his eyes.

Long Ying was awake, and the three girls were eating pastries at the table.

The little Dragon Girl, about to bite into a pastry, heard Yan Zhen get out of bed and turned to him, her face lighting up. “Zhenzhen, are you alright now?”

Yan Zhen walked over and patted Long Ying’s head. “More or less. Thank you for last night. I didn’t know you were so strong.”

Long Ying raised her chin proudly. “Of course! I’m the one and only Dragon-Phoenix Divine Beast. A few Mystic Kings are nothing to be afraid of!”

“Alright, alright, my one and only Dragon-Phoenix Divine Beast. I’ll take you to the dining hall for a feast tomorrow.”

“Really? You promise? No backing out!”

Yan Zhen looked at his fiancée and future wife, feeling the awkwardness in the air.

“So…”

Huangfu Wenqing stood up abruptly. “Since you’ve recovered, let’s go back. We shouldn’t disturb them any longer.”

Zi Xunyi, sensing the implied meaning, narrowed her eyes and said calmly, “Wen Canglan will definitely come looking for trouble again. I suggest you stay here for now, until the Grand Elder returns.”

“No, Yan Zhen will be staying with me. If that Wen dares to come, he won’t leave in one piece!”

“With your six-star Mystic Master cultivation?”

“Of course, it’s not just that.”

Huangfu Wenqing held her hand like a sword, touched her storage ring, and retrieved a small flying sword, about as thick as her finger.

The small sword hovered in the air, emitting powerful Mystic Power fluctuations.

“This is a special Wind Sword Talisman from Cloud Heaven Palace. When activated, its power is comparable to a full-strength attack from a Mystic King.”

Zi Xunyi snorted dismissively, releasing her Mystic King aura. “I am a Mystic King!”

“Even if you were a Mystic Lord, it wouldn’t matter!” Huangfu Wenqing retorted. “You were there last night, yet you let Yan Zhen get injured and even let that Wen get away… Even this glutton is stronger than you!”

Long Ying, who was eating pastries, paused.

—Me?

“Don’t be ridiculous. You weren’t even there. What right do you have to say that?” Zi Xunyi was unmoved. “Even Little Long Ying rushed to help. And you? You didn’t even know what happened, only spouting sarcastic remarks.”

Long Ying swallowed her pastry and frowned, displeased.

—If you want to argue, then argue. Why drag me into this?

Yan Zhen patted the little Dragon Girl’s head, telling her to quietly eat her pastries. The two women turned to him and asked simultaneously, “Yan Zhen, where are you going to stay?”

Yan Zhen was in a dilemma. His fiancée on one side, his future wife on the other. Choosing either would offend the other.

“Maybe I should just cultivate in the Celestial Dome Pagoda?”

Although there were occasional fights in the pagoda, no one dared to cause too much trouble, as the patrolling elders would intervene. Even Wen Canglan wouldn’t dare act recklessly there.

“That’s not an option. Tomorrow is the day the Rising Star List is updated. You defeated Fu Cheng from the White Fang, so you’ll be taking his place. That will attract all sorts of trouble. Your injuries haven’t fully healed yet. It’s best to keep a low profile for now.”

“I’m worried that Wen Canglan might send his society members to harass you. It would be dangerous for you to be alone. Stay here with me.”

“No, Yan Zhen should stay with me.”

“It’s safer here.”

Yan Zhen ran his hand through his hair in frustration.

Long Ying, unable to stand it any longer, interjected, “How about a compromise? Let the green-haired woman move in here too.”

The two women were stunned, then said almost simultaneously, “No way!”

Long Ying rolled her eyes at them. “No this, no that. You’re making things difficult for Zhenzhen!”

The two women looked at Yan Zhen and saw his troubled expression, their hearts softening.

Huangfu Wenqing thought, I have the advantage now. Even Zi Xunyi, the ultimate winner from my past life, can’t do anything.

Zi Xunyi thought, Yan Zhen is destined to be with me. We even have a daughter together. I’ll let this so-called fiancée have her way for now.

“Since Little Long Ying suggested it, let’s compromise,” Zi Xunyi said magnanimously. “There are plenty of rooms in the building.”

Huangfu Wenqing bit her lip, annoyed that her line had been stolen, making her seem petty.

“Fine, as long as Yan Zhen is happy.”

Yan Zhen was relieved and gave Long Ying a grateful look.

Although he wasn’t used to the gluttonous loli becoming so sensible, it did have its advantages. She even spoke up for him at a crucial moment.

However, with his fiancée and future wife living together, he still had a bad feeling.

He hoped the Grand Elder would return soon.

68 The Fiancée’s Fetish is Getting Weirder

Hearing Zi Xunyi’s sharp voice, Huangfu Wenqing sucked on Yan Zhen’s tongue a few more times before reluctantly releasing it. She licked her lips, sat up, and said smugly, “That was just a little bit. It’s not enough. One more time.”

She leaned down to kiss Yan Zhen again.

Zi Xunyi quickly reached out, her fair hand blocking them.

Huangfu Wenqing paused and said teasingly, “What are you doing? Don’t disturb me while I’m transferring Qi to Yan Zhen.”

“Is that what you call transferring Qi?” Zi Xunyi said, annoyed. “You’re clearly taking advantage of him.”

Huangfu Wenqing snorted and said casually, “We’re engaged and about to be married. A little intimacy while transferring Qi, strengthening our bond as husband and wife, what’s wrong with that?”

“Of course there’s something wrong. Little Long Ying is right here! What if she wakes up and sees us?” Zi Xunyi retorted. “As adults, we should set a good example for children.”

Huangfu Wenqing glanced at the little Dragon Girl sleeping beside Yan Zhen and shrugged dismissively. “She’s not a child.”

Yan Zhen, having recovered some of his strength, forced a smile. “No need to transfer any more Qi, Wenqing. I can recover on my own.”

“Alright, you’re the injured one. Whatever you say.” Huangfu Wenqing’s expression softened. “I have some pills to restore Mystic Power.”

“Thank you.”

“Don’t mention it. What’s mine is yours.”

“…”

“…”

Zi Xunyi silently clenched her fists.

She was usually calm and composed, her every action graceful and confident, possessing everything others lacked: beauty, talent, noble birth, and intelligence. However, when it came to matters of the heart, she was clueless, not knowing how to deal with jealousy or rivalry.

Facing Huangfu Wenqing, who was practically throwing everything she had at Yan Zhen after being reborn, Zi Xunyi felt a sense of frustration, her hidden girlish emotions surfacing.

“Yan Zhen,” Zi Xunyi said, blushing, “regarding… that matter, I’ve thought about it. Whenever you’re ready… it’s fine with me.”

“Eh?” Yan Zhen, who had been about to sit up, was stunned, then said with surprise, “Really?”

Zi Xunyi nodded weakly.

Yan Zhen said with concern, “You don’t have to force yourself. There’s still time. We can wait until we’re closer—”

“The sooner, the better. If something unexpected happens, we’ll regret it.”

“That’s true.”

Huangfu Wenqing, looking back and forth between them, asked suspiciously, “What are you talking about?”

“This…”

Yan Zhen didn’t know how to explain and scratched his cheek awkwardly.

Zi Xunyi blushed and smiled faintly. “It’s a personal matter between Yan Zhen and me, unrelated to you, Miss Wenqing.”

Huangfu Wenqing frowned, sensing something was going on between them.

A ray of sunlight through the window illuminated her green hair, making it even more vibrant.

“You focus on recovering. I’ll go downstairs and make something to eat. Little Long Ying will be hungry when she wakes up.”

“Thank you.”

Zi Xunyi gracefully left the room.

Yan Zhen turned to Huangfu Wenqing. “Then I’ll start recovering.”

Huangfu Wenqing pouted. “Wouldn’t it be better if I transferred some Qi to you?”

Yan Zhen smiled wryly. “This is Zi Ji’s room, after all. We should respect her privacy. And there’s also Long Ying…”

Huangfu Wenqing was unconvinced. “Fine, hurry up and recover. We’ll go find that Wen Canglan and settle the score later.”

Yan Zhen nodded and sat up.

As the blanket slipped down, revealing his toned upper body, Huangfu Wenqing stared, mesmerized.

Yan Zhen blushed, realizing he was practically naked, only wearing his elephant-print boxer briefs.

“Ahem, I-I’ll get dressed first.”

Although Huangfu Wenqing blushed, she didn’t look away, staring at him intently. “Should I help you?”

Yan Zhen was flustered. “No, it’s okay. I can do it myself.”

“Zi Xunyi can, but I, your fiancée, can’t?” Huangfu Wenqing felt both wronged and stubborn. “She undressed you, so she saw everything. I-I don’t want to lose to her!”

Thinking this, Huangfu Wenqing felt a strange thrill.

Zi Xunyi, taking advantage of Yan Zhen’s unconscious state, had undressed him and seen everything under the pretense of treating his injuries. She might have even touched his skin, felt his warmth, and perhaps even kept some… images as souvenirs to… enjoy later…

Ugh, he’s my fiancé, yet another woman took advantage of him like this. This is so frustrating!

Hearing this, Yan Zhen could only reluctantly agree to Huangfu Wenqing’s request. He moved Long Ying to the inside of the bed and sat on the edge, letting his fiancée dress him.

Huangfu Wenqing smiled, her heart pounding as she helped him dress, occasionally touching his muscles.

The thought that this was Zi Xunyi’s room, and Zi Xunyi was one of Yan Zhen’s wives in her previous life, made her even more excited.

—The young woman didn’t realize her fetish was becoming increasingly strange.

“Yan Zhen~”

“Hmm?”

Huangfu Wenqing, blushing, lowered her head and asked, “C-can I kiss you again?”

Ah, this… So direct? Yan Zhen wanted to refuse, as he intended to break off their engagement. But Huangfu Wenqing’s gaze was like a pet begging its owner for affection, making it hard to refuse.

Confirming that Zi Xunyi was downstairs, Yan Zhen nodded. “Just one kiss.”

Huangfu Wenqing blushed even more, her shyness mixed with happiness. She cupped Yan Zhen’s face and gently kissed him, mimicking her master from her memories, greedily savoring his taste.

The kiss deepened, moving from his lips to his chin, neck, and collarbone. Then, she lifted his shirt and kissed his chest, her hand moving downwards.

—This was what Yun Xiu did in my past life, both pleasing Yan Zhen and rejecting him, more than once.

Huangfu Wenqing remembered it clearly. When the Yan Emperor visited the Evergreen Sacred Ground, Yun Xiu, the Holy Master, personally received him. However, as soon as they were alone, Yan Zhen embraced her forcefully.

Yun Xiu, playing hard to get, quickly succumbed to his embrace, stopping him only when he tried to cross the final line, switching to other methods to fulfill her duties as his “lover.”

—Master, acting like that… so seductive.

Huangfu Wenqing’s breathing became heavier.

Yan Zhen, however, was startled. She had asked for one kiss, but she had kissed him multiple times, and now she was even touching him. Long Ying was still here!

“Wenqing, wait, we can’t do this.”

“This is… practice.”

Huangfu Wenqing mumbled, continuing her ministrations, clumsily yet earnestly attending to her fiancé’s morning arousal.

With Long Ying right there, Yan Zhen didn’t dare to struggle too much, closing his eyes and trying to suppress any sounds.

67 The Fiancée’s Counterattack

Zi Xunyi, skeptical, asked with a frown, “How do you know?”

Huangfu Wenqing crossed her arms, forcing a slight smile, and snorted proudly. “Because I’m also reborn.”

“What?” Zi Xunyi was shocked again, but remembering her own lie, she didn’t rule out the possibility that Huangfu Wenqing was also lying. “That’s absurd!”

“I’m not lying!” Huangfu Wenqing retorted. “If you don’t believe me, we can compare our knowledge of future secrets or events.”

Seeing Huangfu Wenqing’s confidence, Zi Xunyi’s heart skipped a beat.

“Tell me.”

“For example, the mastermind behind the Demon Realm is the Evil God Clan, one of the ten great God Clans. The Demon Realm’s second-in-command is known as the ‘Demonic Consort,’ the last direct descendant of the ancient Evil God, and she cultivates Death Mystic Power. And the Demon Realm’s leader is an even more mysterious outsider whose true identity remains unknown even after being defeated by Yan Zhen. However, his cultivation reached the Divine Spirit Realm, comparable to a Celestial Sovereign.”

The Demon Realm, a nefarious organization harboring evil cultivators, traitors, and wanted criminals, was like a malignant tumor spreading across the seven continents. Its motives, leadership, and specific locations were all shrouded in mystery.

Since the Demon Realm only existed in the seven continents of the Mystic Heaven Continent and never appeared in the Eighth Continent, Zi Xunyi’s knowledge of it was limited to books. Hearing Huangfu Wenqing’s words, she was inwardly shocked.

The Evil God Clan, like the Demon Realm, was also incredibly mysterious. They had been absent from the God Clans’ grandest event, the centennial “Ancestral God Festival,” for several consecutive times. The ten great God Clans had practically become nine.

She had initially thought that the Evil God Clan had simply gone into seclusion. She hadn’t expected them to disregard the ancient agreement and secretly develop their influence in the seven continents.

And the Demon Realm’s leader, he actually reached the Divine Spirit Realm? In this era, the path to godhood should have been severed.

Above the Saint Realm was Celestial Sovereign, not Divine Spirit. Few cultivators even knew that the realm above Saint was originally Divine.

And Celestial Sovereigns, there could only be two in an era, one Emperor, one Sovereign. The current Mystic Heaven Continent hadn’t seen a new Celestial Sovereign in nearly ten thousand years.

Wait…

“You said the Demon Realm’s leader was defeated by Yan Zhen?”

“Who else? Only Yan Zhen, with the power of Extreme Flames, reached the Celestial Sovereign Realm and defeated the Demon Realm’s leader. Unfortunately, he didn’t truly die. A wisp of his soul escaped the Mystic Heaven Continent.”

Huangfu Wenqing looked at Zi Xunyi suspiciously. She didn’t seem to be bluffing but genuinely unaware of these events.

Zi Xunyi was once again shocked.

Yan Zhen, her future husband, would become the first Celestial Sovereign in ten thousand years? No wonder her clan agreed to their marriage. Otherwise, their union would have faced insurmountable obstacles.

She composed herself, maintaining a calm façade, and quickly changed the subject to avoid exposing her lie. “I didn’t expect you to also be reborn… Do you know why you were reborn?”

Huangfu Wenqing shook her head. “I don’t know. I just woke up one day and found myself back in the present from over a decade in the future. It took me several attempts to confirm that I was truly reborn—was it the same for you?”

Zi Xunyi nodded vaguely, her mind racing.

Yan Zhen was reborn, and Huangfu Wenqing was also reborn. Could there be others? Perhaps… herself?

She had dreamt of her future self multiple times and also dreamt of seemingly future events.

—That “Sister Cai Lian” in my dream, the woman who married Yan Zhen with me!

She had mentioned “Sister Cai Lian” earlier, intending to deceive Huangfu Wenqing. But Huangfu Wenqing, being reborn, didn’t question it. Did this mean “Sister Cai Lian” was a real person, and she truly would marry Yan Zhen along with her in the future?

But Yan Zhen said she was his only wife. Was he lying?

Zi Xunyi bit her lip.

Her future self, for some reason, accepted another woman, but her current self wasn’t ready for that. Yan Zhen, knowing this, deliberately told her she was the only one.

—That rascal!

“Let’s not talk about this anymore… In any case, my husband is my husband. No matter what you do, you can’t steal him away.”

Huangfu Wenqing retorted, not backing down, “Don’t be so smug. You’re only marrying Yan Zhen because of the marriage alliance between the Celestial God Clan and the Jiā Lán Sacred Ground. I’m already his fiancée, and my Master is his first love. We’ll see who has the last laugh!”

The two women glared at each other, their gazes clashing like lightning.

On the bed, Long Ying, who had woken up quietly, stared at them, dumbfounded.

So, both Sister Xunyi and the annoying green-haired woman were reborn, just like her. She had thought she was the only one. And she had said all those things in front of Sister Xunyi… Had she exposed herself?

Sister Xunyi was so smart; she would immediately realize that she was deliberately acting like a child to stay close to Yan Zhen… So embarrassing~~~

/（/ /o/ω/o/ /）/ (Blushing emoticon)

“Ahem.”

A cough startled Long Ying, breaking the tense atmosphere.

Zi Xunyi and Huangfu Wenqing looked away and went to the bedside to check on Yan Zhen.

“How are you feeling, Yan Zhen?”

They spoke almost simultaneously.

Yan Zhen, having just woken up, was still a bit groggy, but hearing their voices, he instantly became alert.

His fiancée and his future wife had met. Had he been exposed?

“Wenqing, why… why are you here?”

“You’re injured, of course I came to see you.” Huangfu Wenqing’s expression was slightly reproachful. “Or is there something you don’t want me to see?”

“Cough, cough, my chest hurts again… I can’t breathe… I feel so weak… am I dying?”

“It must be because you exhausted your Mystic Power dispelling the palm’s energy. I-I’ll transfer some of my Qi to you.”

“?”

Before Yan Zhen could react, Huangfu Wenqing, right in front of Zi Xunyi, kissed him and transferred her Wind Mystic Power to him.

The gentle Wind Mystic Power stimulated the Fire Mystic Power within his body, helping him circulate it and regain his strength.

However, instead of focusing on healing, Yan Zhen stared at his fiancée’s face so close to his, then his gaze shifted upwards, meeting Zi Xunyi’s eyes.

Zi Xunyi was stunned, not expecting Huangfu Wenqing to be so bold as to kiss her future husband right in front of her!

Not just a kiss, but a deep, passionate kiss with tongue… This wasn’t just “transferring Qi.”

How dare she!

This was a blatant provocation! No, it was a declaration of war!

Zi Xunyi’s face flushed with anger, watching Huangfu Wenqing swallow Yan Zhen’s saliva. A feeling of jealousy welled up within her, and she couldn’t help but shout, “You… you two… stop it!”

66 Huangfu Wenqing: The Person Yan Zhen Likes is My Master!

Huangfu Wenqing’s expression darkened. Was she implying that she and Yan Zhen were not fated to be together? That’s how it was in her previous life, but after being reborn, she had a firm grasp on her fiancé and wouldn’t repeat the same mistakes!

“You don’t know, Lady Zi Ji, but Yan Zhen and I were born on the same day. And when we first met as babies, we reached out and held each other’s little fingers. That’s why our families arranged our engagement—if you don’t believe me, I have proof!”

Huangfu Wenqing took out a reflection mirror from her storage ring, borrowed from her grandfather, Huangfu Xiong. It contained images from the day she was born, including one of Yan Zhen.

Zi Xunyi’s expression remained unchanged. She shook her head. “Fate’s ‘yuan’ (chance encounter/fated meeting) and ‘fen’ (separation/destiny) are separate things. Even if there’s a chance encounter, it doesn’t guarantee a shared destiny.”

Huangfu Wenqing gritted her teeth, thinking that Zi Xunyi must also be reborn. How else could she hit such a sore spot so accurately?

“Then what about you? Having just met Yan Zhen, you think you’ll end up together? How ridiculous!”

Zi Xunyi glanced at Yan Zhen and Long Ying on the bed, confirming they were still asleep, then said, “We met in a dream.”

“What do you mean, in a dream?”

“Our soul fluctuations are almost perfectly compatible, so our consciousnesses were drawn to each other, and we met in the dreamscape.” Zi Xunyi smiled faintly. “If I had to describe our current relationship, it would be ‘dream lovers’.”

—She recounted the story of their first encounter as told by Yan Zhen.

Huangfu Wenqing’s eyes widened, imagining the scene of their meeting in the dream: the initial surprise, the tentative conversation, then discovering their compatibility, their bond deepening.

She had to admit, it was romantic!

She felt a pang of jealousy and a strange excitement.

Her fiancé, meeting another woman in his dreams without her knowledge, sharing intimate secrets, perhaps even mentioning her…

Uwaaaah!

“That’s just a lover. Yan Zhen and I are engaged. In six months, we’ll return to the Gallo Kingdom and get married!”

Zi Xunyi wasn’t fazed. Yan Zhen had told her about the two-year duel agreement: whoever won would decide their future. It sounded fair, but the outcome was that Yan Zhen won, and Cloud Heaven Palace reneged on their promise.

“Six months is a long time. Who knows what might happen?”

—So calm and composed. As expected of the Celestial God Clan Goddess!

Huangfu Wenqing, feeling underestimated, snorted and said, “No matter what, I will marry Yan Zhen. Because it’s not just me, but also my Master.”

“What?” Zi Xunyi wondered if she had misheard. “What do you mean, ‘also your Master’?”

—She’s getting flustered. She’s getting flustered.

Huangfu Wenqing felt a surge of smugness.

“You don’t know, do you? The person Yan Zhen truly loves is my Master, Yun Xiu. They’ve already been intimate in the Demon Dragon Mountain Range (she assumed)! If he marries into Cloud Heaven Palace, he can be with both me and my Master! The three of us will live happily ever after! Hmph!”

Zi Xunyi was dumbfounded. What was this nonsense? Was there any logic to her words?

Yan Zhen was Huangfu Wenqing’s fiancé, but he actually loved her Master? And Huangfu Wenqing knew this but didn’t mind, even seemed proud of it? She even wanted to share her husband with her Master?

Was there something wrong with this girl?

“W-what are you talking about? How could your Master and Yan Zhen…”

“Believe it or not, when he arrives at Cloud Heaven Palace, he’ll realize that the celestial maiden he saved in the Demon Dragon Mountain Range is his fiancée’s Master. And my Master will realize that the young man she’s been thinking about is her disciple’s fiancé! When they recognize each other and… become close, I’ll catch them in the act, and then, while they’re feeling guilty, I’ll magnanimously declare that I don’t mind, and then the three of us can be together!”

Huangfu Wenqing proudly explained her plan.

She had been plotting this since her rebirth. Now, facing the “winner” from her past life and being provoked like this, she, as the “loser,” couldn’t hold back.

It was her turn to steal him away. The other women could step aside. Yan Zhen belonged to her and her Master, perhaps with the addition of her fake aunt. In her previous life, her fake aunt sacrificed herself for Yan Zhen. Huangfu Wenqing knew this. As for the Serpent Queen, if she was already pregnant with Yan Zhen’s child, then she could become a concubine. If not, then too bad.

Hmph!

Zi Xunyi was stunned, unable to comprehend Huangfu Wenqing’s thought process. Sharing a husband with her own master was too…

“Your sect would never agree! You’re delusional!”

“Just a few Mystic Lords and Mystic Ancestors. After I return, I’ll help Master advance to Mystic Ancestor and gain control of Cloud Heaven Palace… Master’s swordsmanship talent is even recognized by the Green Lotus Sword Saint. She just lacks a better cultivation technique!”

“Green Lotus Sword Saint? You mean the only female Sword Saint in the history of the Evergreen Sacred Ground? You know about the Evergreen Sacred Ground?”

Huangfu Wenqing didn’t answer, simply saying smugly, “Anyway, you can’t steal Yan Zhen away this time! My Master and I will be the final victors!”

Zi Xunyi felt her worldview crumbling.

“You… you’re crazy! Aren’t you afraid they won’t be able to accept this?”

“Yan Zhen will become a true peak expert. I believe he has the resolve to pursue his true love. As for my Master, she is a bit conservative, but I’ll convince her—I won’t let her be unhappy like she was before!”

“…”

Zi Xunyi was speechless, but she didn’t want to give up. After a moment of thought, she said, “Actually, I’m reborn. I’ve been reborn from the future.”

“Hmph, I don’t care who you are, you still—” Huangfu Wenqing paused, then her expression changed drastically as she stared at Zi Xunyi in shock. “W-what did you say?”

“I’m reborn, literally reborn.” Zi Xunyi said seriously, “I know what will happen in the future. Yan Zhen is my husband. And there’s also Sister Cai Lian (whom I saw in my dreams). There’s no place for you and your Master in his life. Your plan won’t work!”

Now it was Huangfu Wenqing’s turn to be dumbfounded.

Besides her, there was another person who was reborn? And it was Zi Xunyi, the ultimate winner from her previous life?

This, this…

—No, I have to stay calm. This isn’t my past life. Things are different now. I still have Master, my trump card. Yan Zhen will definitely choose us!

“Since you’re reborn, then you should know how important my Master is to Yan Zhen!”

“Important? But she didn’t end up with him, did she?”

“Th-that’s because Master felt guilty, not just towards Yan Zhen, but also towards everyone in Cloud Heaven Palace! That’s why she kept rejecting his proposals, unwilling to accept happiness for herself!”

65 A Declaration of Intent Right to Her Face

Fiancée?

Zi Xunyi naturally knew that Yan Zhen not only had a close relationship with the Yu family heir but also had a fiancée from a childhood engagement. However, according to Yan Zhen, he was fated to be with none of them, and his only wife in the future would be Zi Xunyi.

Even so, seeing the words “fiancée” still stirred a strange emotion within her.

A sour, bittersweet feeling.

—Jealousy.

Realizing this, Zi Xunyi was stunned, then she quickly shook her head in denial.

She wouldn’t be jealous of him, not at all.

Looking at the message, Zi Xunyi thought for a moment and then decided to inform the fiancée about Yan Zhen’s situation.

[Husband Yan Zhen: Hello, Miss Wenqing. Yan Zhen was injured last night and is currently resting here. You can come to the cliffside building to see him.]
[Fiancée Wenqing: What happened to Yan Zhen? Is he alright? Who are you?]
[Husband Yan Zhen: It’s a long story. I’ll explain everything when you arrive.]

Zi Xunyi put down the communication talisman, took out a rather elegant purple dress from her wardrobe, glanced at the sleeping figures on the bed, one big and one small, and then went to the bathroom to change.

Removing her nightgown and exposing her fair skin, Zi Xunyi, clad only in her undergarments, stood before the full-length mirror, quietly observing her body.

Her beauty was flawless, her features like a work of art, her figure exquisite, well-proportioned and curvaceous. Her breasts, full and ripe like luscious fruit, were comparable to those of a mature woman who had given birth. Her buttocks were round and firm, her waist slender and toned, her abdomen flat and smooth, and around her belly button was a faint violet-gold mark, her bloodline divine inscription. Her arms and legs were also perfectly proportioned, her fingers slender and delicate, her feet small and dainty.

Every inch of her was beautiful.

After changing into her dress, Zi Xunyi went to the dressing table, combed her hair neatly, and tied a bright, reddish-purple ribbon around it.

This simple act enhanced her already stunning beauty, making her even more captivating.

—Ahem, I just suddenly felt like dressing up. It doesn’t mean anything, and it’s definitely not to compete with that fiancée.

Zi Xunyi examined her reflection, nodded with satisfaction, and then went downstairs to wait.

Soon, she saw a beautiful young woman with green hair and blue eyes approaching quickly. She waved.

Huangfu Wenqing also saw Zi Xunyi. She stopped abruptly, the worry and anxiety on her face replaced by astonishment.

—Why is it her?!

Zi Xunyi, the Celestial God Clan Goddess, Yan Zhen’s designated wife, she naturally recognized her.

When she and her master learned of the marriage alliance between Yan Zhen (the Jiā Lán Holy Son) and Zi Xunyi (the Celestial God Clan Goddess) at the Evergreen Sacred Ground, they had been heartbroken. Her master had even spent the entire night drinking by the cliff, despite being someone who never touched alcohol before.

—Could it be that Yan Zhen and Zi Xunyi met here at the Sacred Ground Academy?

Huangfu Wenqing was conflicted.

The two people she least wanted to see were the Serpent Queen and Zi Xunyi, especially the latter. Both were involved in arranged marriages, but Huangfu Wenqing had chosen the most disrespectful way to break off her engagement, leading to a bitter end and deep regret. This aloof and unattainable Celestial God Clan Goddess, admired by countless women, not only accepted the marriage alliance but was even willing to share her husband with other women, eventually bearing him a lovely daughter and living a blissful life as an imperial consort.

Comparisons only led to pain.

Zi Xunyi’s existence was a constant reminder to Huangfu Wenqing—

“See, if you hadn’t broken off the engagement, you could have been just as happy.”

Seeing her stop, Zi Xunyi, slightly puzzled, called out, “Are you Miss Wenqing?”

Huangfu Wenqing bit her lip, mustered her courage, and continued walking, her expression complex as she arrived before Zi Xunyi. “Hello.”

Zi Xunyi greeted her politely. “Hello, Miss Wenqing. I’m Zi Xunyi. You can call me Zi Ji.”

“Lady Zi Ji.” Huangfu Wenqing forced herself to sound cheerful. “Where is Yan Zhen?”

“Yan Zhen is upstairs, resting. He hasn’t woken up yet,” Zi Xunyi replied. “I’ll take you to him.”

She gestured invitingly and led the way.

Huangfu Wenqing silently followed.

Arriving at the room on the second floor, Huangfu Wenqing saw Yan Zhen lying unconscious on the bed and Long Ying sleeping soundly beside him, hugging his arm.

Huangfu Wenqing, not jealous of a little girl, was more concerned about Yan Zhen’s condition.

“What happened to him?”

Zi Xunyi briefly explained, omitting certain details.

“Wen Canglan?”

Huangfu Wenqing remembered the name. In her previous life, he was one of the “New Three Heroes” of the Jiā Lán Sacred Ground, the top three on the Rising Star List: Gu Tiange, Wen Canglan, and Ling Fei. Gu Tiange, in particular, was incredibly powerful, shining brightly alongside Yan Zhen during the “Seven Continents Meet.”

“A nine-star Mystic General? I’m no match for him now.” Huangfu Wenqing narrowed her eyes. “I’ll have my revenge within six months.”

Hearing this, Zi Xunyi felt a strange pang. This fiancée also had deep feelings for Yan Zhen. Perhaps she was forced to separate from him due to pressure from her sect?

“How is Yan Zhen now?”

“His injuries are mostly healed. He should wake up today. Don’t worry, Miss Wenqing.”

“That’s good.”

Otherwise, even if she had to resort to drastic measures, she would make Wen Canglan pay.

Huangfu Wenqing calmed down and then turned her attention to Zi Xunyi, asking hesitantly, “Lady Zi Ji, if you don’t mind me asking, what’s your relationship with Yan Zhen?”

Zi Xunyi hadn’t expected such a direct question, but she didn’t back down. She smiled and said, “For now, we’re just close friends.”

“For now? Close?”

“Yes. As for the future… who knows? Our souls resonate very strongly.”

Huangfu Wenqing clenched her fists silently. Was she saying that Yan Zhen would fall for her, that she also had feelings for him?

A declaration of intent, right to her face?

This woman was too confident, and her composure was unsettling. The Huangfu Wenqing from her past life would have already been intimidated.

But she was reborn now!

—This isn’t my past life. Things are different now.

Huangfu Wenqing raised her chin and said proudly, “Yan Zhen and I are engaged. He has me (and my Master). Please, Lady Zi Ji, don’t interfere and ruin our relationship.”

Zi Xunyi said calmly, “You misunderstand, Miss Wenqing. I wouldn’t do such a thing. But fate… is unpredictable.”

64 When He’s Recovered, We’ll Find the Right Time

There are three types of avatars: the “Soul Avatar,” formed purely from Spiritual Power; the “Mystic Power Avatar,” primarily composed of Mystic Power with a supplementary soul component; and the “Second True Body” (a secondary body, like Jiu Youyue’s relationship to the Demonic Consort).

When a separated avatar merges back with the main body, all its experiences, including pleasure and pain, are absorbed, as if the main body instantly relives the avatar’s experiences.

Low-level cultivators would remove unnecessary senses from their avatars, such as pain.

High-level cultivators, however, could selectively absorb useful information and discard unnecessary memories.

But Zi Xunyi clearly wasn’t at that level yet.

After recalling the previous soul fragment, the new fragment couldn’t withstand the memories of being… ravaged, and with a sensual moan, it also transformed into a streak of purple light, returning to the main body.

In the outside world, Zi Xunyi, sitting by the bed, abruptly opened her eyes, her beautiful amethyst eyes filled with panic.

Those two soul fragments were… tainted. She couldn’t let them merge with her main body, or she would also…

However, discarding two soul fragments at once would be a significant loss for a soul cultivator, wasting all her recent cultivation efforts.

As she hesitated, the purple light emerged from Yan Zhen’s forehead and shot into her body.

Instantly, Zi Xunyi experienced the memories of the two soul fragments, or rather, just the previous fragment.

What she experienced was like—

In short, she watched a short film starring herself, a novice actress being “trained” by an experienced… partner.

And the male lead was her future husband, Yan Zhen, currently lying unconscious on the bed.

“Ah!”

Zi Xunyi screamed, the sensual pleasure from the memories merging with her body.

First, her chest, the intense sensations of sucking and biting making her arch her back and moan, her eyes watering. Then, between her legs, a deep, rooted pleasure made her cry out, her legs clenching, her toes curling. Then, her throat, a choking sensation, almost like nausea. Finally, her buttocks, a feeling of splitting apart, making her jump up from the bed, her hand instinctively covering herself…

Long Ying stared at Zi Xunyi’s “performance,” puzzled. Her cries sounded pained, yet her expression seemed… pleasurable.

“Sister Xunyi, are you alright?”

Zi Xunyi collapsed back onto the bed, her flushed body falling against Yan Zhen’s chest, her chin resting on his arm, her soft lips panting.

Feeling the wetness between her legs, Zi Xunyi was mortified. Hearing Long Ying’s voice, she became even more embarrassed, her shame turning into anger.

—That idiot Yan Zhen, unable to control his own Extreme Flames, letting the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire amplify his desires and do this to her… how… how could he…?!

Zi Xunyi was furious. She clenched her fists, wanting to punch him, but remembering his injuries, she softened her blows, her punches turning into gentle pats.

“Sister Xunyi?”

Zi Xunyi, composing herself, gasped and replied, “I’m fine, Little Long Ying. Don’t worry.”

Long Ying, blinking her innocent eyes, simply thought that Zi Xunyi was exhausted from healing Yan Zhen and was resting against him. Slightly relieved, she asked, “What about Zhenzhen?”

“Yan Zhen… he’ll be fine. He should wake up tomorrow.”

“Phew, that’s good.” Long Ying was relieved, then she brought over a small stool, sat on it, and said, “I’ll stay here tonight and watch over Zhenzhen.”

Zi Xunyi got off Yan Zhen, covered him with the blanket, and then adjusted her disheveled nightgown and hair.

“Then I’ll leave Yan Zhen to you, Little Long Ying. I’m going to take a bath.”

Long Ying nodded, her small legs dangling from the stool, her mood clearly improved.

Zi Xunyi smiled faintly, took another nightgown from the wardrobe, went to the bathroom, filled the tub with water, heated it with her Mystic Power, added scented drops, then undressed and stepped into the bath.

Even though there was a boy sleeping in her room, she felt no discomfort, bathing as if she were alone.

Soaking in the hot water, Zi Xunyi gently caressed her skin, her mind replaying the “experience” from just now.

The shocking images lingered in her mind.

Her previous spring dreams had been outrageous enough, but this… mishap was even more so. Although brief, it had been so… intense, making her feel… dirty.

But her body had also felt… incredibly pleasurable.

In his embrace, every inch of her skin had burned, every breath sweet and intoxicating, as if she would willingly die in his arms.

Would they be this intimate in the future? Otherwise, why was Yan Zhen so skilled, knowing so many… techniques?

Remembering that she had to save her daughter, Zi Xunyi suddenly felt that it wasn’t so unacceptable.

Her only concern was her clan’s reaction.

She would eventually return to inherit the position of Celestial God Clan Goddess. Returning with a child out of wedlock would disgrace the entire clan.

But Ling’er couldn’t wait.

Unless, after she conceived, she slowed down the fetus’s development, carrying the child for three to five years.

Only after she gained enough power within the clan, and Yan Zhen had also grown stronger, could they reveal their relationship and the child. Otherwise, both the fetus and Yan Zhen could be eliminated by the clan’s radicals.

—After he recovers, when the time is right, I’ll… try… After all, I can’t escape him. He’s always… taking advantage of me, “humiliating” me, one way or another.

Zi Xunyi bit her lip, a shy blush coloring her cheeks, making her even more beautiful.

After her bath, Zi Xunyi changed into a clean nightgown, left the bathroom, and walked to the bed.

“I’m going to meditate outside. Little Long Ying, if you’re sleepy, you can sleep with Yan Zhen. There’s still space on the bed.”

Long Ying blushed, remembering how she had always shared a bed with Yan Zhen in her previous life, often drooling on his arm.

“I-I understand, Sister Xunyi. You go cultivate. I’ll take care of Zhenzhen.”

“Okay, I’ll leave him to you~”

Zi Xunyi smiled, patted the little Dragon Girl’s head, then looked at Yan Zhen, seeing his steady breathing, and went to the balcony to meditate, facing the sea of clouds.

Long Ying rested her chin on her hands, her elbows on her knees, quietly watching Yan Zhen sleep.

The night passed uneventfully.

As dawn broke, Zi Xunyi finished meditating and returned to her room, finding Long Ying asleep on the stool, drool at the corner of her mouth and a small bubble escaping her nose.

She smiled, picked up the little Dragon Girl, and carefully placed her beside Yan Zhen on the bed.

Just then, she heard beeping from Yan Zhen’s communication talisman.

Because his clothes had been incinerated, the talisman had fallen out. One corner of it was slightly scorched.

After a moment’s hesitation, Zi Xunyi picked it up and opened it. A message from [Fiancée Wenqing] was displayed.

“Yan Zhen, wake up. I’m almost at your building.”

63 Sending Another Wisp In

Zi Xunyi, suddenly remembering that she was only a spiritual avatar, quickly used her Spiritual Power to create a new set of purple clothes, covering her ivory-smooth body.

However, it was too late. Yan Zhen’s desire had been ignited.

He had initially acted instinctively, wanting to expel the intruder from his sea of consciousness. But now, his intentions had changed. He wanted to conquer, not just fight.

Yan Zhen, wielding the Gold and Silver Fire Sword Embryo and with the crimson Valkyrie behind him, floated towards Zi Xunyi and reached out, caressing her face as if confirming her beauty.

Zi Xunyi’s scalp tingled. She quickly said, “Yan Zhen, wake up! Don’t let the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire amplify your desires!”

Yan Zhen ignored her, his hand moving down to her neck, then his fingertips ignited with grayish-black flames.

Whoosh!

The flames quickly burned away the clothes she had just created, exposing her smooth shoulders and delicate collarbone.

Her long dress transformed into a sexy halter-neck dress, revealing the swell of her breasts and the deep valley between them, a captivating sight.

Yan Zhen’s breathing became heavier.

Zi Xunyi blushed and quickly used her Spiritual Power to repair the burned fabric.

Yan Zhen frowned, his hand moving further down, stopping between her breasts, igniting her clothes again.

The grayish-black flames burned a hole in the fabric, the hole growing larger and larger, quickly exposing her breasts.

“Ah!”

Zi Xunyi cried out, embarrassed and scared, and immediately tried to repair her clothes with her Spiritual Power. However, before she could finish, Yan Zhen leaned in and bit her breast.

“Mmm!”

Zi Xunyi gasped, her eyes widening in shock. She instinctively unleashed the Jade Firmament Violet Fire to protect herself.

However, this wisp of her soul was separated from her main body and lacked the full power of the Jade Firmament Violet Fire. She couldn’t break through the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire’s protection and harm Yan Zhen, leaving her vulnerable to his advances.

A wave of pleasure spread from her chest, a sensation she was familiar with, reminding her of her previous dreams.

In those dreams, she had been similarly ravaged by Yan Zhen, then, overwhelmed with desire, she had even initiated intimacy with him. Zi Xunyi couldn’t imagine herself acting like that.

“…”

Zi Xunyi’s face flushed crimson. She pressed her lips together, looked away, trying to ignore Yan Zhen’s actions and the sounds he was making, focusing on enduring the strange pleasure and suppressing any sounds of weakness.

After a while, she felt him stop and looked down, seeing a confused expression on his handsome face, as if he was wondering, “Why isn’t there more?”

Zi Xunyi, understanding his meaning, was mortified, wanting to disappear. She pleaded, “Yan Zhen! D-don’t do this! Wake up! If you continue like this, I-I won’t forgive you—uwaaah!”

Before she could finish, Yan Zhen’s lips covered hers. She felt his hands, burning with the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire, quickly incinerating her clothes.

As if afraid she would use her Spiritual Power to repair them again, the grayish-black flames enveloped them both, yet they didn’t harm her, his control incredibly precise, leaving her feeling helpless.

Honestly, Zi Xunyi would rather he just incinerated this wisp of her soul, even if it caused her some pain, than to be…

Zi Xunyi pressed her lips together, refusing him entry, but Yan Zhen, experienced in such matters, quickly overcame her resistance, savoring her kiss.

This wasn’t the first time. Zi Xunyi recalled the “shared sensation dream.” He had kissed her like this then, passionate and demanding, his hands also wandering, exploring her body.

Zi Xunyi gradually lost herself in the sensation, her body responding to his passion, mimicking her actions from the dream.

Deep down, Zi Xunyi liked Yan Zhen. Although this affection hadn’t fully blossomed yet, it was there, a seed of love.

Their souls resonated strongly, giving her a sense of fated romance.

And Yan Zhen, being both reborn and a transmigrator, intrigued her greatly.

She especially enjoyed listening to him talk about his other world, the unfamiliar terms and unique perspectives stirring a faint excitement within her.

That’s why she allowed him into her private residence, spending several nights with him, even giving him her “leftover” pastries.

However, proud as she was, she wouldn’t admit her feelings, just like in her previous life, not until their impending separation forced her to acknowledge the undeniable love she felt for him.

Now, facing Yan Zhen’s forceful advances, Zi Xunyi’s defenses crumbled, and she became submissive.

Of course, she had already justified her actions in her mind.

—Yan Zhen was her future husband, after all. Intimacy was inevitable. And this was just a wisp of her soul. Even if he did… things to her, it wouldn’t affect her main body. She would treat it as practice for saving Ling’er.

However, Yan Zhen’s “demands” weren’t limited to kissing and touching.

With a thought, the Fire, Wind, and Water chains released her legs but bound her hands tightly.

Her legs weren’t freed, however, but lifted and held by Yan Zhen’s arms.

Zi Xunyi panicked.

“Wait, Yan Zhen, let’s… not do this.”

Yan Zhen, having endured for so long, wouldn’t listen.

The seal was broken.

He was ready to… conquer.

…

In the outside world, within Zi Xunyi’s room, Yan Zhen lay quietly on the bed. Zi Xunyi, however, suddenly opened her eyes, her face pale, her forehead covered in sweat, gasping for air.

Long Ying, seeing this, became worried. “What’s wrong, Sister Xunyi?”

Zi Xunyi frowned slightly. “My soul fragment… after entering Yan Zhen’s sea of consciousness, I lost contact. Something seems wrong with him.”

“Then what should we do?” Long Ying, skilled in fighting and eating, but not much else, asked worriedly. “Will Zhenzhen be alright?”

“His injuries are stable, and the palm’s energy is being neutralized by his three Extreme Flames. He’s no longer in mortal danger, but—” Zi Xunyi’s tone changed. “Three Extreme Flames are very unstable and prone to going berserk, causing Qi deviation. I have to help him suppress them… I’ll try entering his sea of consciousness again and see what’s happening.”

Zi Xunyi took a pill, rested briefly, then sent another wisp of her soul into Yan Zhen’s forehead, towards his sea of consciousness.

She quickly stopped.

His sea of consciousness, accessible before, was now completely sealed.

Zi Xunyi had anticipated this. Using a secret technique, she forcibly tore open a crack and slipped inside.

As soon as she entered, she sensed her other soul fragment and immediately recalled it.

When a soul fragment returned, the main body would receive all its sensations and memories, allowing her to know what had just transpired.

A streak of purple light flew back and merged with Zi Xunyi’s new soul fragment.

Her eyes widened, and her body trembled violently.

62 Yan Zhen Goes Berserk Again

In a room on the second floor of the cliffside building, Zi Xunyi gently laid Yan Zhen on the bed. Seeing his battered and bloodied form, covered in crystal shards, she felt a surge of sympathy.

Long Ying, her face tense, asked, “Sister Xunyi, how is Zhenzhen?”

Zi Xunyi took out a pill bottle from her storage ring, sat on the edge of the bed, and said, “I’ve neutralized some of the palm’s energy, but there’s still a lot remaining within his body. We need to activate his Extreme Flames to completely dispel it… This pill will protect his dantian and prevent his injuries from worsening.”

She poured a pill into her hand, then summoned the Jade Firmament Violet Fire and melted the pill into a liquid form, easier to swallow.

“Yan Zhen, open your mouth.”

Yan Zhen, his consciousness hazy, obediently opened his mouth and swallowed the liquid.

The medicinal power quickly spread through his body, and his complexion slightly improved.

“Now, we need to remove your clothes,” Zi Xunyi said, blushing slightly. “This is for medical treatment, so I hope you don’t mind.”

Yan Zhen weakly mumbled his assent.

Zi Xunyi glanced at Long Ying and said, “Little Long Ying, go wait outside and don’t let anyone in.”

Long Ying frowned, quickly shaking her head. “I want to watch Zhenzhen!”

Zi Xunyi felt a twinge of embarrassment, her intentions seemingly exposed. “Th-then alright.”

She tried to maintain her composure, then untied Yan Zhen’s belt and set it aside. She summoned the Jade Firmament Violet Fire again, melting the crystal shards on his chest, then opened his outer robe. After a moment’s hesitation, she tore open his blood-soaked inner shirt, exposing his upper body.

This was Zi Xunyi’s first time undressing a man, and also her first time seeing a man’s bare chest in reality. Despite the circumstances, she still felt shy, as the person before her was her future husband.

She shook her head, dispelling her distracting thoughts, and focused on healing him.

Zi Xunyi formed a hand seal, her index finger extended like a sword, a small violet flame flickering at its tip. She gently touched Yan Zhen’s dantian.

The violet fire entered his body, immediately agitating his Extreme Flames. Zi Xunyi’s plan was to have his Extreme Flames circulate through his body and dispel the energy from the Crystallization Palm.

However, she hadn’t anticipated that Yan Zhen possessed more than just the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire!

Whoosh!

Three different colored Extreme Flames erupted from his dantian, instantly incinerating his cheap clothes, leaving only his high-quality, all-season elephant-print boxer briefs, faintly glowing.

“Ah!”

Zi Xunyi was thrown back by the force of the blast, falling off the bed and landing on the floor.

“Sister Xunyi!”

Long Ying rushed to help her up. Zi Xunyi waved her off, her eyes wide with shock and a hint of embarrassment as she looked at Yan Zhen on the bed.

“Three Extreme Flames… how is that possible?!”

Long Ying blinked. “Zhenzhen cultivates the Emperor Flame Technique. He can refine ten Extreme Flames.”

“Emperor Flame Technique?” Zi Xunyi paused, a flicker of recognition in her eyes, having read extensively in the Celestial God Clan’s library. “Is that the legendary, unique Emperor-level Mystic Art?”

“Yes.”

Long Ying nodded, knowing that the Emperor Flame Technique wasn’t complete yet. Yan Zhen had added the final layer himself.

Zi Xunyi was shocked. The Ancestral Talisman Scripture created by the Ancestral God, the only existing Emperor Flame Technique, and judging by his physique, his body tempering technique was also top-tier. Even for someone reborn, this was too much.

—Who is he in the future?

“Sister Xunyi, what should we do?”

Long Ying’s question brought Zi Xunyi back to reality. “His Extreme Flames are already neutralizing the palm’s energy and dispelling the crystallization in his body. We just have to wait. But with three Extreme Flames, he’s prone to losing control while unconscious. We have to stabilize him.”

Zi Xunyi stood up and sat back on the bed.

With her Mystic King cultivation, suppressing the Mystic Power of a Mystic Master like Yan Zhen shouldn’t have been difficult, but with three Extreme Flames in the mix, it was a different story.

To be safe, Zi Xunyi used a soul cultivation technique, sending a wisp of her soul into Yan Zhen’s sea of consciousness.

As long as she awakened his consciousness, she could stabilize his Mystic Power and the three Extreme Flames.

Yan Zhen’s sea of consciousness was protected by the Fire, Wind, and Water Talismans, making it difficult to intrude. However, Zi Xunyi’s soul fluctuations resonated strongly with Yan Zhen’s, and her Spiritual Power was a whole realm above his, so she quickly found a weakness and entered his sea of consciousness.

As soon as she entered, her escape route was sealed. Zi Xunyi’s heart tensed as her spiritual avatar hovered in the air, looking down at a golden ocean.

Normally, a person’s sea of consciousness should be calm while they were asleep. However, this golden ocean was turbulent, and in the distance, a grayish-black tornado connected to the void above.

Within the tornado, a figure gradually materialized: Yan Zhen.

Just like in reality, he was almost naked, wielding a burning gold and silver sword embryo, a crimson female valkyrie hovering behind him.

“Yan Zhen” looked up, his eyes completely black.

Zi Xunyi’s heart trembled. She instantly recognized them as manifestations of his three Extreme Flames. His consciousness wasn’t asleep, but under the influence of the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire, he had entered a berserk state!

—The Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire is the most difficult Extreme Flame to tame. Even after refining it, there’s still a risk of backlash.

As she thought this, the berserk Yan Zhen swung his gold and silver sword, unleashing a wave of fire towards her.

“Not good!”

Zi Xunyi immediately summoned the Jade Firmament Violet Fire, forming a purple flower shield to block the attack.

Boom!

The powerful impact forced her back.

“So strong!”

She was at the Hidden Realm of soul cultivation, while Yan Zhen was only at the Manifest Realm!

Even with the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire’s enhancement, he shouldn’t be this powerful!

Yan Zhen didn’t give her time to think. He raised his left hand, and the Fire, Wind, and Water Talismans, floating in the sky like a miniature sun, trembled and, under his control, appeared around Zi Xunyi, shooting out red, green, and blue chains that bound her tightly.

Zi Xunyi immediately unleashed the Jade Firmament Violet Fire, trying to break free. However, the grayish-black Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire spread from the chains, neutralizing the Violet Fire’s power and then burning away her clothes.

Within moments, her clothes were reduced to ashes, revealing her flawless, naked body.

“Eh?”

Zi Xunyi froze, her face turning crimson, her heart racing as she struggled against her bonds.

However, the more she struggled, the tighter the chains became.

What terrified her even more was that Yan Zhen’s dark eyes were fixed on her naked body, his gaze filled with a predatory intensity!