Category: They All Want to Be My Female Lead

170 Gu Tiange and the Society Battle

The banquet hall was arranged by society. Yan Zhen, through Grand Elder Yu Yan, had also created a society called “Yan Huang,” its members being himself, Huangfu Wenqing, Long Ying, and Zi Xunyi, one more member than in the script, his fiancée.

Although Yan Huang only had four members, each was a powerhouse. It was currently ranked eleventh, just below the top ten societies, so their table was also near the front.

Yan Zhen led the three girls through the aisle and sat at the table with the “Yan Huang” sign, Zi Xunyi on his left, Huangfu Wenqing on his right, and Long Ying on his lap.

The little Dragon Girl had climbed up herself. Seeing her recent good behavior, Yan Zhen didn’t push her off.

Long Ying held Yan Zhen’s wrist, hugging herself, happily swinging her little legs while munching on the fruits on the table.

Many gazes in the hall were focused on them. A freshman hooking up with the “Inner Academy Goddess” still rankled, even if this freshman was now ninth on the Rising Star List.

Soon, the Black Horn society members arrived. Wu Tie, their leader, glanced coldly at Yan Zhen as he passed their table, his eyes filled with both resentment and apprehension.

By now, practically every member of the Black Horn society had been defeated by Yan Zhen. Wu Tie and the others were indignant, but they weren’t confident they could defeat him. The power of his sword strike had left a deep psychological scar.

Moreover, Yan Zhen had now advanced to eight-star Mystic Master. Who knew how strong he had become?

However, if they didn’t do something, after this banquet, they would be removed from the top ten societies, replaced by Yan Zhen’s Yan Huang.

Their territory and resources would be transferred to Yan Huang.

This was their last chance.

“What are you looking at?!” Long Ying glared at them menacingly. “Want to fight?”

Wu Tie snorted coldly and quickened his pace.

Following the Black Horn society were the members of Medicine King. Their leader, defeated by Yan Zhen, greeted him casually, glancing at the two beauties beside him and clicking his tongue.

“I heard you snagged the Inner Academy Goddess. I thought it was just a rumor, but it seems to be true.”

“What’s your point?”

“If I’m not mistaken, that one beside you is your fiancée, right? Then… tsk, tsk… Don’t tell me you’re two-timing her?”

The last sentence was whispered through Spiritual Power transmission.

Yan Zhen’s face darkened. “None of your business. Go back to refining your pills, you gossip monger.”

“You’re the man. Let me know when the wedding is.”

After teasing Yan Zhen, the Medicine King leader greeted Zi Xunyi and Huangfu Wenqing respectfully, then led his members to the adjacent table.

The Medicine King society’s overall strength wasn’t high, ranking at the bottom of the top ten, but their influence was considerable.

Next to Medicine King was “Artifact Spirit,” ranked ninth. The two societies were similar in nature, one specializing in alchemy, the other in artifact crafting.

The leader of Artifact Spirit had even asked Yan Zhen about his flame sword’s forging process, so they were on good terms. He greeted Yan Zhen respectfully before taking his seat.

Over the past half a year, Yan Zhen had gradually earned the respect and friendship of the other prodigies through his strength, his perseverance through adversity, his dedication to cultivation, his growth—all the things Huangfu Wenqing had missed in her previous life, she now witnessed firsthand.

This was the reason she came to the Sacred Ground Academy.

One by one, the Mystic General level experts arrived, and the spacious hall quickly filled up, until finally, the Seven Stars, the hosts, made their entrance.

The Seven Stars society held the top position in the Inner Academy because their leader was Gu Tiange, the strongest student.

Gu Tiange walked at the front of the group. He was a handsome young man with a pale complexion, looking somewhat frail, reminding Yan Zhen of a certain… sickly young master.

According to the script, Gu Tiange was indeed frail because of a Tier 7 Mystic Sword sealed within his body. He couldn’t control its power yet, so his body was weakened by the sword’s Qi. This wouldn’t improve until he reached the Mystic King realm and his body was tempered by the power of heaven and earth.

Of course, no one underestimated him because of this.

Forged by the sword’s constant tempering, Gu Tiange’s strength was astonishing. Although still a nine-star Mystic General, some Mystic King realm elders were no match for him.

As he passed Yan Zhen’s table, Gu Tiange turned to look at him, his lips moving slightly. A beautiful senior sister beside him immediately relayed his message: “Our leader says your flame sword is beautiful. Let’s spar sometime.”

Yan Zhen immediately became wary. Gu Tiange had an unusual obsession with swords. In the script, he constantly coveted Yan Zhen’s sword, his eyes always gleaming whenever he saw it drawn. The most common phrase he heard from him was, “Can I touch your magnificent sword?”

Thinking of this, Yan Zhen shuddered and replied perfunctorily, “Sure, sometime.”

The Seven Stars members took their seats, followed by Grand Elder Yu Yan and the Inner Academy Vice Dean, Wen Canglan’s grandfather, Wen Qingshan. They sat at the most prominent table.

This was Yan Zhen’s first time meeting Wen Qingshan. This old man and Grand Elder Yu Yan were rivals, the Yu family’s only competition within the academy.

Yan Zhen remembered that in the script, it was this old man who delayed his special examination application for half a month, almost making him miss the exam.

With everyone present, the banquet officially began. The speaker wasn’t Gu Tiange, but the beautiful senior sister beside him.

The purpose of the Star Gathering Banquet was to allocate territories and resources among the societies and adjust their rankings, especially the top ten.

The top ten societies held considerable influence within the Inner Academy and naturally controlled many territories and resources, like this “Seven Stars Pavilion,” with its prime location, excellent living conditions, and private cultivation rooms and training grounds.

Other societies also had their own bases, like the “Butterfly Dance Courtyard” occupied by the Transformation society. Yan Zhen had visited it once. It was filled with women who were incredibly bold and forward, asking him all sorts of questions and touching him constantly. He almost couldn’t escape.

Having established his own society, Yan Zhen also needed a base.

In the script, although he and Long Ying were the only members at this time, he had used the Grand Elder’s connections to create the “Yan Huang” society before the banquet, specifically to claim the Black Horn society’s territory and resources.

The beautiful senior sister from Seven Stars announced each society’s achievements over the past half a year.

Normally, there would be some changes in the lower rankings, but the top ten societies remained relatively stable. This time, however, was different. The Black Horn society, previously ranked seventh, had been replaced by Yan Huang.

“Members of Black Horn, any objections?”

“Naturally!” Wu Tie stood up and said loudly, “I challenge Yan Huang to a society battle.”

In a society battle, each side would send three members to duel on stage. The winner stayed, the loser retreated. The last one standing was the victor.

In the script, Yan Huang, with only Yan Zhen and Long Ying, didn’t meet the requirements and couldn’t participate, forfeiting by default.

At the critical moment, Zi Xunyi would step forward and declare herself a member of Yan Huang, thus attracting Wen Canglan’s jealousy and hostility.

Now, however, Yan Huang didn’t have a member count problem.

Yan Zhen sneered and stood up. “Bring it on. I won’t be holding back this time!”

169 The Star Gathering Banquet

The Star Gathering Banquet was a banquet exclusive to those on the Rising Star List, a total of 108 individuals. It was usually held mid-year, after the rankings stabilized. The banquet was hosted by the Inner Academy’s top ten societies, its purpose being to facilitate communication, cooperation, and resource allocation. Elders would also attend to maintain order.

This year, it was hosted by the Seven Stars, the Inner Academy’s top society.

In the script, this was where Yan Zhen and Zi Xunyi would recognize each other, their online friendship transitioning into a real-world one. Their interactions would attract Wen Canglan’s jealousy, leading to trouble for Yan Zhen.

Also, the mysterious top-ranked student, Gu Tiange, would make his first appearance at this banquet.

Yan Zhen and Huangfu Wenqing received invitations from the Seven Stars, inviting them to attend the annual Star Gathering Banquet at Crystal Pavilion in three days.

As for Long Ying and Zi Xunyi, due to their special status and exceptional strength, they also received invitations, despite not being on the Rising Star List.

In her previous life, Zi Xunyi hadn’t wanted to attend, but hearing that her “dream lover” would be there, she had gone, and the two of them played a guessing game, seeing who would recognize the other first…

Although she hadn’t merged with her future self’s memories yet, the mature Zi Xunyi had shown her glimpses of their past. Thinking of this, a faint smile touched her lips.

Huangfu Wenqing wasn’t fond of these time-wasting elite gatherings. “Are you going, Yan Zhen?”

“I’m free, so why not? Free food, right, Long Ying?”

Long Ying was about to agree when she stopped herself, putting on a mature air. “Wrong, Zhenzhen. Free food isn’t the most important thing. What’s important is not being looked down upon by those people!”

Yan Zhen was taken aback, looking at the little Dragon Girl in surprise. You, a gluttonous loli, are saying free food isn’t the most important thing?

Long Ying glanced at Yan Zhen, secretly pleased by his surprised expression.

—As expected, becoming a refined lady is the way to impress Zhenzhen~ I have to keep trying!

“Then let’s go,” Huangfu Wenqing said. “Do we need to wear formal attire?”

“It should be casual. Our uniforms are fine.” Yan Zhen smiled. “When you’re good-looking, you can wear whatever you want.”

Huangfu Wenqing blushed slightly and glanced at Zi Xunyi, who was still smiling faintly.

Huangfu Wenqing’s blush deepened, this time with anger.

—Why should I care about her?! I’m his fiancée now! She’s just the… mistress! Useless!

Three days later, Yan Zhen and the three beauties, one big and two small, arrived at Crystal Pavilion.

Although they weren’t wearing formal dresses, they had made an effort with their appearance. Huangfu Wenqing, in her green dress and with her green hair, looked like a beautiful forest elf. Zi Xunyi, in purple, exuded an aura of elegance and nobility. Even Long Ying had changed into a little dress and shoes, her pink hair styled in low pigtails, looking more lively and cute than her usual “wild child” appearance.

Yan Zhen had also tidied himself up, looking more mature and handsome, less like a boy, more like… a typical novel reader. (This is a playful jab at the readers by the author.)

The four of them attracted considerable attention as they walked.

Zi Xunyi, the “Purple-Clad Goddess,” the shared idol of all the male students in the Inner Academy.

Huangfu Wenqing, the “Emerald Sword Maiden,” recently risen to fame, currently ranked forty-ninth on the Rising Star List.

Yan Zhen, the “Dark Horse Freshman,” who had caused quite a stir in the Inner Academy in the past few months, reaching the top ten of the Rising Star List as a Mystic Master, and Long Ying, the super-powered “Pink Loli” who often accompanied him.

—What a crew!

The other students made way for them, clearly intimidated, then turned to watch them with envy.

Arriving at Crystal Pavilion, they ran into members of the Broken Mirror society. Wen Canglan, seeing Zi Xunyi arrive with Yan Zhen, felt a surge of jealousy.

However, he knew that Zi Ji was only close to that boy because of their prior acquaintance.

After all, Yan Zhen already had a fiancée, Huangfu Wenqing. This was common knowledge in the Inner Academy. He had no chance with Zi Xunyi.

This was the only thing that consoled Wen Canglan.

“Zi Ji, you’re here too,” Wen Canglan greeted her, stepping forward. “Shall we enter together?”

Zi Xunyi, however, took Yan Zhen’s arm and said indifferently, “I’ll go in with Yan Zhen.”

Wen Canglan’s face stiffened, staring at their linked arms in disbelief, filled with regret.

If he hadn’t spoken, Zi Xunyi would have maintained a polite distance. Now, his attempt at being courteous had backfired, giving her an excuse to use Yan Zhen as a shield.

Damn it!

“In that case, I’ll go ahead.”

Wen Canglan didn’t dare provoke Zi Xunyi further, lest he give Yan Zhen an advantage, and quickly led his subordinates into the banquet hall.

He didn’t know that Yan Zhen and Zi Xunyi’s relationship had already progressed far beyond friendship. She was even carrying his child, the little fetus currently communicating with its mother through their shared consciousness.

Three months had passed. If it weren’t for Chen Xi’s technique delaying the pregnancy, Zi Xunyi would already be showing.

“Cousin-in-law!”

Cousin Yu Die, along with the other members of the Transformation society, walked over, casually patting Yan Zhen’s shoulder. She looked at Zi Xunyi, holding his arm, then at Huangfu Wenqing’s cold and proud expression, a strange glint in her eyes. She whispered through a spiritual transmission, “You’re quite the player, aren’t you? Not only a fiancée, but now you’re also involved with her? Aren’t you afraid the Celestial God Clan will come and kill you?”

Yan Zhen, feeling awkward, replied through transmission, “You’re overthinking it, Cousin. We’re not like that.”

“Don’t lie. The way she looks at you is exactly the same as how Xuan’er looks at you!”

“Ahem…”

Yan Zhen wouldn’t admit it. He was genuinely afraid of the Celestial God Clan’s wrath. This wasn’t just a simple romantic entanglement; he had gotten Zi Xunyi pregnant.

“Let’s not talk about this. Cousin, let’s go inside. The banquet is about to begin.”

“Hmph!”

Cousin Yu Die also couldn’t do anything about Yan Zhen. After all, Xuan’er was deeply in love with him, and both Great Aunt and the Clan Head valued him highly. His current status within the Yu family was even higher than hers.

—She could finally understand Wen Canglan’s feelings. She, Yu Die, used to be the Yu family’s most outstanding junior!

Cousin Yu Die, feeling unloved, turned to the adorable pink-haired loli, her mood instantly lifting. She asked with a smile, “Little Long Ying, long time no see. Have you missed Big Sister?”

Long Ying, who disliked this woman who had practically rubbed her bald in her previous life, replied curtly, “No.”

“Uh…”

“Hmph~”

Seeing Long Ying hide behind Yan Zhen, Cousin Yu Die’s heart broke again.

—She was the one who found Little Long Ying! Why was she so close to this philandering cousin-in-law?!

Doubly heartbroken, Yu Die led her society members into the banquet hall with a dejected expression, ignoring Ling Fei, who tried to greet her.

“What’s with Yu Die? She’s ignoring me.” Ling Fei, baffled by her cold shoulder, scratched his head, then his gaze fell on Yan Zhen and the others, and he felt a pang of jealousy. “That brat’s luck with women is outrageous. I hope that gloomy, bespectacled guy doesn’t kill you. Later!”

“…”

168 Grand Elder Yu Yan Resolves to Protect Her Sister

Yan Zhen’s Mystic Power was indeed drained.

First, it was Younger Aunt Dean. After the treatment, just like last time, she lost control and tried to… ravage him. Fortunately, they were prepared and managed to pull her away.

Then, it was Grand Elder Great Aunt. The fluids secreted from her body, infused with Water Mystic Power, had a corrosive effect. By the end of the treatment, her clothes were practically dissolved, even affecting Yan Zhen’s, forcing him to change into a new pair of elephant-print boxer briefs.

Finally, it was Clan Head Mother-in-law. Unlike her sisters and sister-in-law, she didn’t enter the water clothed but removed everything beforehand. As the water in the tub turned milky white, a sweet fragrance filled the bathroom. However, this time, Yan Zhen didn’t evaporate the water to refine the essence, simply enjoying a fragrant bath.

After being “treated” by the three beautiful elders, with only two short breaks in between, Yan Zhen was completely exhausted.

After all, he was only a seven-star Mystic Master. His Mystic Power was far too weak compared to three Mystic Ancestors.

He didn’t even need to close his eyes; he could barely keep them open. He drifted off to sleep, lulled by Aunt Head Instructor’s concerned voice.

When he woke up, he was lying in bed. He blinked, looking at the familiar bed curtains, and realized he was in Instructor Yu Xuan’s room.

Yan Zhen tried to sit up, the blanket slipping down to reveal his toned chest.

“Ow…”

Just this simple movement caused him discomfort.

His Mystic Power had mostly recovered, but his meridians were overloaded from excessive circulation, making his body ache all over.

Footsteps approached, the beaded curtain was lifted, and Aunt Head Instructor entered. To Yan Zhen’s surprise, she wasn’t wearing her oval glasses, her appearance less stern and intellectual, and more alluring.

She walked to the bedside, leaned over, smiled at him, and asked, “Awake? How are you feeling?”

Yan Zhen scratched his head and yawned. “How long have I been asleep, Aunt?”

“A day and a night.”

“No wonder I’m so hungry.”

“I’ll have the kitchen prepare something for you. Get dressed first.”

“Thank you, Aunt.”

Watching Aunt Head Instructor leave, Yan Zhen lay back down and sighed.

After lying there like a salted fish for a while, he sat up, lifted the blanket, and discovered that his elephant-print boxer briefs were gone, hanging on the clothes rack at the foot of the bed along with his other clothes.

—Who did this? Could it have been… Aunt?

Yan Zhen didn’t dare to dwell on that thought, quickly got dressed, stretched his stiff limbs, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it all in one gulp.

After three glasses of water, he stopped and exhaled deeply.

Soon, he heard footsteps and voices approaching. He left the bedroom and saw Aunt Head Instructor returning, along with Clan Head Mother-in-law, Grand Elder Great Aunt, and even Younger Aunt Dean. Behind them were a dozen maids carrying trays laden with food.

The maids placed the dishes on the table, filling it completely. The room was filled with the aroma of food and the subtle fragrance of the women.

Clan Head Mother-in-law walked over to Yan Zhen, handed him a pill bottle, and said, “Take this before you eat.”

Yan Zhen accepted the bottle. “What is this?”

“Tier 5 pills for repairing meridian damage. After co-cultivating with us for several hours, your meridians must be strained. This will help. Take two at a time.”

“Thank you, Mother-in-law.”

Yan Zhen opened the bottle, poured two pills into his mouth, chewed, and swallowed.

The medicinal power quickly took effect, soothing his aching meridians and making him moan softly.

—Finally, some relief!

“Sit down and eat.”

Although her expression remained cold, Clan Head Mother-in-law pulled out a chair for him, gesturing for him to sit beside her.

Younger Aunt Dean, sitting nearby, looked back and forth between her second sister and Yan Zhen with suspicion, sensing something strange but unable to pinpoint it.

Aunt Head Instructor also frowned slightly, thinking that her sister-in-law and Yan Zhen were sitting a bit too close. This wasn’t her usual behavior.

Only Grand Elder Great Aunt knew the reason, as her younger sister had confided in her last night, explaining that it was Supreme Elder Yu’s instruction.

“What do you think, Xiao Lu? Are you really going to do this?”

“The Supreme Elder’s words have merit.”

“I’m asking for your opinion, Xiao Lu. You don’t have to force yourself.”

“That child listens to me, so I’ll take charge of him for Xuan’er.”

“But Little Yan Zhen is already an obedient child.”

“…In any case, let’s do this for now. I’ll observe for a while longer before making a final decision.”

“Then what should we tell Xuan’er? And Xiao Qing?”

“We’ll deal with that later.”

Recalling their conversation, Grand Elder Yu Yan sighed inwardly, wondering why Supreme Elder Yu wanted her second sister and Xuan’er to… share Yan Zhen. It didn’t seem like something the Supreme Elder would suggest. Could there be a misunderstanding?

—I should ask the Supreme Elder. If it’s truly necessary, I’ll ask her to let me take Xiao Lu’s place. She’s already sacrificed herself once; I won’t let her do it again.

Grand Elder Yu Yan resolved to protect her sister.

Clan Head Yu Lu, meanwhile, was trying to get closer to Yan Zhen.

Younger Aunt Dean and Aunt Head Instructor were both puzzled by this.

Yan Zhen, however, was completely oblivious, assuming that his actions, his love for Instructor Yu Xuan, had finally moved Clan Head Mother-in-law, and she was now treating him like family.

Time to eat!

After the satisfying meal, Yan Zhen went for a walk with Clan Head Yu Lu in the back garden.

Confirming that she had mastered the acupoint technique, he was relieved.

That afternoon, Yan Zhen bid farewell to Clan Head Yu Lu and returned to the academy with Grand Elder Yu Yan, Younger Aunt Dean, and Aunt Head Instructor on the private airship.

Just like last time, he disembarked at the Outer Academy and discreetly visited the four girls.

Seeing them diligently cultivating, Yan Zhen didn’t disturb them, leaving some pills in the dormitory before leaving.

After they finished cultivating and returned to the dormitory, finding the pills, Yan Zhen’s communication talisman was flooded with messages.

Clearly, the four girls were unhappy that he had visited secretly without seeing them.

Yan Meng’er even complained, “Meng’er doesn’t want pills! Meng’er wants Cousin!”

Mi Xue’er also scolded him, “Little Brother Yan Zhen is a big dummy!”

After much coaxing and pleading, Yan Zhen finally appeased them, promising to spend two days with them in the Outer Academy next month.

Meanwhile, in the Inner Academy, under the care of the mature Zi Xunyi, Yan Lingji’s consciousness gradually recovered, able to hold simple conversations.

Learning that she was currently within her mother’s womb, Yan Lingji was surprised, then, hearing her mother’s voice from the soul avatar, realizing she had two mothers, she was overjoyed.

When Yan Zhen returned and visited the cliffside building, hearing that soft, childish “Father,” his heart melted.

Although only sixteen, he felt a deep sense of paternal love.

Long Ying also settled down, no longer transforming into her adult form to startle him, obediently assisting the mature Zi Xunyi in caring for her younger self and Ling’er. Huangfu Wenqing also focused on her cultivation, spending all her time in the Celestial Dome Pagoda, only returning at night for some brief intimacy with Yan Zhen.

A month passed quickly.

In the fifth month, the Inner Academy held its grand mid-year event, the “Star Gathering Banquet.”

167 Meeting Mother-in-Law Again

Arriving at Yu Tian Island again, Yan Zhen followed the familiar route, led by the head housekeeper, to Ting Chao Pavilion, where Clan Head Yu Lu awaited.

Tea and pastries were already prepared. The Clan Head gestured for her sisters, sister-in-law, and son-in-law to be seated. This time, however, Yan Zhen wasn’t seated separately, as if on trial, but right beside the Clan Head, a position of honor.

“So, Son-in-law Yan Zhen has reached the top ten of the Rising Star List?” A hint of surprise touched Clan Head Yu Lu’s cold, beautiful face. She turned to Yan Zhen. “Able to defeat a seven-star Mystic General as a mere seven-star Mystic Master?”

Yan Zhen scratched his cheek and said modestly, “Just lucky, I guess.”

“It was only because of that flame sword,” Younger Aunt Dean interjected. “Before that, he was being completely dominated.”

This childish woman… Aunt Head Instructor quickly smoothed things over. “The moment Yan Zhen unleashed his flame sword, he won the duel instantly. I was stunned. Is that sword a secret treasure bestowed upon you by Alchemist Saint Chen Xi?”

Yan Zhen shook his head and replied truthfully, “It’s my Natal Sword, forged from the Gold and Silver Fire.”

Hearing this, the four beautiful elders looked surprised. This was clearly beyond their understanding.

Grand Elder Great Aunt asked curiously, “You mean… you forged a physical sword from an ethereal Extreme Flame?”

“Yes, it took me over six months to forge it. This was its first time being used.”

“No wonder,” Clan Head Yu Lu nodded. “What’s the sword’s name?”

“Extreme Tyrant Sword,” Yan Zhen said, a bit embarrassed. “‘Extreme’ as in Extreme Flame, ‘Tyrant’ as in… tyrannical.”

“What a good name,” Grand Elder Great Aunt praised. “Extreme Tyrant, the ultimate tyranny. A sword of ultimate power, truly living up to its name.”

—So embarrassing, Great Aunt, please stop repeating it. I just chose that name because it was in the script!

Yan Zhen blushed, wondering why his script self chose such a cheesy, chuuni name. So embarrassing!

“Ahem, Mother-in-law, how is Instructor doing at the Sacred Ground?”

“I visited her once. Xuan’er’s cultivation has reached three-star Mystic General. She’s doing well, though she clearly misses you.”

“For some reason, my communication talisman can’t send messages there.”

“There’s a barrier around the Sacred Ground. You need a special talisman to communicate. Just be patient. At your current rate of progress, you’ll graduate from the academy and enter the Sacred Ground within a year at most.”

“I understand, Mother-in-law.” Yan Zhen coughed twice, finally getting to the point. “How is Mother-in-law’s… condition?”

The atmosphere immediately became tense. The four beautiful elders paused, their gazes fixed on their second sister/sister-in-law.

Clan Head Yu Lu quickly recovered, calmly took a sip of tea, placed her cup on the table, and then replied, “It’s nothing serious. There’s no need to worry, Son-in-law Yan Zhen.”

“I came here for the second treatment session. If your condition acts up again, Mother-in-law, please don’t hide it.” Yan Zhen took Grand Elder Yu Yan’s hand, placed it on the table before him, and pulled back her sleeve. “Great Aunt’s symptoms were initially the mildest. Normally, two treatments would be enough. But because of a problem during her cultivation, it seems to have worsened, now similar to Mother-in-law’s.”

Grand Elder Yu Yan, one hand held by Yan Zhen, the other supporting her chin, narrowed her eyes and feigned a troubled expression, looking rather cute.

“A problem during cultivation?” Younger Aunt Dean asked with concern. “Elder Sister, are you alright?”

“Don’t even mention it. I was just trying to break through to six-star Mystic Ancestor, but I almost suffered Qi deviation. Although I managed to suppress it in time, the… water leakage has worsened.”

“Th-that’s terrible! I’ve also been trying to reach three-star Mystic Ancestor recently.”

“It’s not just bad luck,” Yan Zhen said seriously. “It’s best not to attempt a breakthrough before your conditions are completely cured. Otherwise, the chances of failure are very high.”

“Why?”

“Because prolonged circulation of Mystic Power will exacerbate the symptoms, causing distractions, like after each cultivation session.”

“…”

Younger Aunt Dean fell silent, not wanting to give Yan Zhen any opportunity to embarrass her further.

Aunt Head Instructor secretly chuckled.

Their gazes returned to Clan Head Yu Lu, who, after a long hesitation, said softly, “I’ve had… five episodes in the past two months. Much better than before. It’s just that… every time it happens, I feel a tingling sensation… and I remember… breastfeeding Xuan’er.”

A faint blush colored Clan Head Yu Lu’s cheeks.

Great Aunt, Younger Aunt, and Aunt looked at her with puzzled expressions. Only the pure and innocent Yan Zhen blinked, then instantly understood.

Remembering breastfeeding meant… she missed the sensation of being… suckled.

—Ahem, no wonder Mother-in-law found it difficult to say. He had been a bit too forceful, making her reveal such a private matter.

“Then… let’s not delay any further. Let’s begin the co-cultivation… Although my Mystic Power has increased, I still need the White Jade Spring to replenish it.”

“I’ve already instructed the housekeeper to fetch some,” Clan Head Yu Lu said, her expression returning to its usual indifference. “We can conduct the co-cultivation in the outdoor bathroom. No need to go to the back mountain.”

“I’m fine with that.”

Yan Zhen looked at Grand Elder Great Aunt and Younger Aunt Dean. Neither of them objected.

After about fifteen minutes, the head housekeeper, the elderly woman, brought the White Jade Spring water in her storage ring and poured it into the bathtub in the outdoor bathroom.

Yan Zhen looked around, puzzled. “No partition this time?”

Clan Head Yu Lu shook her head. “It would be burned by the Great Crimson Skyfire. I considered preparing a Tier 5 Cold Jade partition or a blindfold, but I was worried it might affect your performance. And since we’re all family, there’s no need for such precautions.”

Yan Zhen’s heart warmed slightly, sensing a change in Mother-in-law’s attitude, a newfound closeness.

—Hehe, I’m a little happy~

“Don’t worry, Mother-in-law. I definitely won’t peek!”

Clan Head Yu Lu nodded, and Grand Elder Great Aunt patted his head with a smile. Younger Aunt Dean, however, glared at him suspiciously, her arms crossed.

With the White Jade Spring prepared and the formation drawn, the three Yu sisters stepped aside.

Yan Zhen, assisted by Aunt Head Instructor, undressed down to his elephant-print boxer briefs and quickly stepped into the bathtub, submerging himself in the milky-white spring water.

Then, Aunt Head Instructor smiled and said, “Yan Zhen is ready. Yu Qing, Yu Yan, Sister-in-law, who’s going first?”

Younger Aunt Dean blushed and said, annoyed, “Stinky Bai Lan, can you not phrase it like that? As if we’re going to… gang up on him!”

Aunt Head Instructor blinked, thinking, Isn’t that exactly what you’re going to do? Taking turns co-cultivating with him? Even with the White Jade Spring replenishing his energy, he’ll be completely drained by the time you’re finished.

166 Will Master Want Children?

Having accessed her past life memories and spoken with her daughter, Zi Xunyi matured considerably overnight. Just like she had done with the Serpent Queen in her previous life, she took the initiative to extend an olive branch to Huangfu Wenqing.

Huangfu Wenqing, caught off guard, was flustered, becoming passive and led by Zi Xunyi.

Before she knew it, she had agreed to Zi Xunyi’s request. She would have to endure this temporary setback and wait until she returned to Cloud Heaven Palace to join forces with her Master and turn the tables.

—Even if she had to share Yan Zhen, she and her Master would be the primary wives. Who wants to be a mere concubine?!

Seeing the harmonious atmosphere between them, Yan Zhen was relieved. This was supposed to be a no-female-lead power fantasy novel. Adding a harem drama element would be too out of place.

One wrong step, and everything could unravel.

However, Yan Zhen didn’t regret his actions. He would simply do his best to protect them all.

His only worry was the system declaring his character deviation and forcing a restart of the past year and a half.

—System.

[…]

—System, how am I doing with my acting?

[…]

—Hmm? System? Why aren’t you responding?

[Ding! This system is currently undergoing an upgrade. Please do not disturb unless necessary.]

—What? You can upgrade? That’s…

No wonder the system had been inactive lately. It was upgrading.

Yan Zhen pondered this.

He saw an interface displaying “Upgrade Progress: 39%.” It seemed to have started a while ago.

Leaving the cliffside building, Yan Zhen went to the Inner Academy Exchange to purchase Tier 5 materials.

After the purchase, his account balance significantly decreased, going from millionaire to… comfortably well-off.

With the materials in hand, Yan Zhen entered the Fire Refining Starry Sky and, under Beautiful Master’s guidance, began refining Tier 5 prenatal pills, specifically the “Thirteen Supreme Nurturing Balm.” Consuming it would benefit both the fetus and the mother.

Refining pills above one’s current alchemy level was difficult, but with the assistance of his Extreme Flames, Yan Zhen succeeded on his second attempt, though the quality was only mid-grade, so he discarded it.

After discarding two mid-grade batches, on his fourth attempt, he finally refined a high-quality batch of Tier 5 prenatal pills.

He breathed a sigh of relief, set aside the finished product, meditated to restore his Spiritual Power, then continued refining.

He had ten sets of materials in total. One was wasted, two mid-grade batches discarded, and after refining the remaining seven, he finally produced a top-quality batch, surprising even Chen Xi.

—Refining above his level and even producing top-quality pills… is Zhen’er’s alchemy talent even greater than in my past life?

“Zhen’er, you’ve worked hard. Take a break.”

“Yes, Master.”

“Eat this.”

“Okay~”

Yan Zhen opened his mouth and swallowed the milk pill Beautiful Master offered, chewing it like candy, the rich sweetness exploding in his mouth. As he swallowed, a warm current flowed into his stomach, the medicinal power spreading and quickly replenishing his energy.

The effect was like Senzu beans, but the taste was even better.

Yan Zhen couldn’t help but compare it to… Clan Head Yu Lu’s… milk, thinking that Beautiful Master’s was still superior. However, the Clan Head’s milk contained a hint of Water Mystic Power, making it smoother and less intense, lacking Beautiful Master’s richness.

Speaking of which, since Zi Ji was pregnant, she would also… produce that, right?

—Ahem, I’m not a pervert, I’m not. I can’t… compete with my daughter.

Yan Zhen collected his thoughts, looked at Beautiful Master, and asked tentatively, “Master, can I ask you something? Promise you won’t be angry?”

Seeing her disciple’s cautious demeanor, Chen Xi couldn’t help but smile. “Ask whatever you want, Zhen’er. Master promises not to be angry.”

“Do you… want children, Master?”

Chen Xi was taken aback.

Yan Zhen quickly said, “Forget I asked, Master!”

“Don’t worry, Zhen’er,” Chen Xi chuckled. “Master isn’t angry.”

“Really? Then—”

“In my current state, I can’t have children.”

“What about after you… leave this place?”

“I haven’t really thought about it. Because I feel that having Zhen’er is enough.” Chen Xi gazed at her disciple tenderly, a faint blush coloring her cheeks. “After having a child, my attention would be divided. I don’t want that. I only want to focus on Zhen’er. You are my everything, and that’s enough for me.”

“Master…”

Yan Zhen stared at Beautiful Master, deeply touched. She loved him this much? He felt a mix of happiness, pride, gratitude, and guilt.

“Master!”

He threw himself into her embrace, hugging her tightly, his face buried in her soft bosom, as if wanting to merge with her.

“I’m sorry, Master. I’m a bad disciple. I said I would marry you, but I didn’t understand your feelings at all. I’m such an idiot!”

Chen Xi, her face still flushed, gently stroked his hair. “Don’t say that, Zhen’er. You’re Master’s pride, always… Master will teach you, guide you, and protect you, so you can become a true man… And then, it will be Zhen’er’s turn to protect Master.”

“Yes, I’ll cultivate diligently and free Master from the Fire Refining Starry Sky as soon as possible,” Yan Zhen mumbled, his face still buried in her cleavage. “Then I’ll marry Master and make you the most important one, letting you spoil me and take care of me forever.”

“Zhen’er…”

They gazed into each other’s eyes, their hearts beating as one, and kissed passionately.

Clothes fell away, belts untied, their bodies joining as they ascended to the peak of pleasure.

Afterward, they embraced each other and fell asleep.

The next day, Yan Zhen left the Fire Refining Starry Sky and went to the cliffside building, giving Zi Xunyi the seven Tier 5 prenatal pills and reminding her to take one every seven days.

“Long Ying, I’ll be away for a few days. Stay here with Zi Ji and don’t wander off, okay?”

Long Ying, although reluctant, nodded obediently.

She sighed inwardly, thinking, This isn’t right. It’s even worse than my previous life. Back then, I was always with Zhenzhen, even when sleeping and bathing!

What went wrong? The little Dragon Girl was puzzled.

“I’ll treat you to a pill feast when I get back. I’ll refine anything you want.”

“You promise?”

“Where’s Wenqing?”

“She’s cultivating in the Celestial Dome Pagoda.”

“Tell her I said hi… Actually, I’ll just message her myself.”

After his farewells, Yan Zhen went to find Grand Elder Yu Yan and, together with Younger Aunt Dean and Aunt Head Instructor, returned to the Yu family residence.

This time, it wasn’t to visit Instructor Yu Xuan, but simply to treat Clan Head Yu Lu, Grand Elder Yu Yan, and Dean Yu Qing.

Yan Zhen had messaged Clan Head Yu Lu earlier, asking about her condition, and she had replied, “I’m fine, don’t worry.” He wasn’t sure if she was telling the truth.

165 Zi Xunyi’s Generosity of Spirit as First Wife

In the Grand Elder’s office, Grand Elder Yu Yan’s narrowed eyes scrutinized Yan Zhen, her satisfaction with her niece’s chosen partner growing with each passing moment.

“Well done, Little Yan Zhen. You actually made it into the top ten within three months. What reward would you like?”

Yan Zhen shook his head. “Great Aunt has already been very generous to me. There’s no need for a reward.”

“Of course, there is,” Grand Elder Yu Yan said with a smile. “Good children must be rewarded, and bad children must be punished. It’s a matter of principle.”

—So, Great Aunt, please stop treating everyone younger than you like a child.

Yan Zhen chuckled nervously. “I don’t need anything right now. You can keep the reward for now, Great Aunt.”

Grand Elder Yu Yan was a bit surprised, but after thinking about it, she realized there wasn’t much she could offer him. After all, he was Alchemist Saint Chen Xi’s disciple. As for points, he had earned a considerable amount from selling pills and already possessed a Tier 6 academy card, the highest level among the students.

“Then come closer, Little Yan Zhen.”

“?”

Yan Zhen approached her curiously. The Grand Elder reached out her jade-like hand and patted his head.

“Good boy, good boy~~~”

Yan Zhen’s eye twitched.

“Great Aunt, what are you doing?”

“Hehe, this is your reward for now. Tell Great Aunt if you want anything else later, okay?”

“…”

Having already been patted, how could he say no? Yan Zhen felt a bit… used.

“Oh, right, I forgot to tell you something. Xuan’er has been summoned by Supreme Elder Yu to the Sacred Ground for cultivation. It might be difficult for you two to see each other for a while.”

“Yes, Mother-in-law already informed me. It’s a good opportunity for Instructor Yu Xuan. As for not being able to see each other… we’ll just have to endure it.”

“Are you still planning to visit the Yu family, Little Yan Zhen?”

“Well, Mother-in-law’s condition hasn’t been completely cured, so I should visit again. But I don’t have time these next few days. Maybe later.”

“Let me know when you’re free. Xiao Lu is probably also missing her dear son-in-law, hehe~”

“How is Great Aunt’s condition?”

Grand Elder Yu Yan extended her arm, pulling back her sleeve to reveal her smooth, white skin. “Feel it.”

Yan Zhen blinked, then placed his hand on her wrist, gently caressing it. He felt a slight dampness, like sweat, but without the salty scent, instead a sweet fragrance, like perfume.

“Great Aunt, are you alright?”

“Sigh, perhaps because of some recent issues with my cultivation, my condition seems to have worsened. It was much better after co-cultivating with you, Little Yan Zhen.”

“Uh, then I’ll make time to treat you again soon, Great Aunt.”

“I wonder how Xiao Qing is doing… Anyway, I’ll have to trouble you, Little Yan Zhen~”

Leaving the office, Yan Zhen went to the cliffside building, told Long Ying and Huangfu Wenqing to stay put, and then took Zi Xunyi into the Fire Refining Starry Sky.

It had been over a month. The fetus should have formed by now. It was time to transfer Ling’er’s consciousness into Zi Xunyi’s womb.

After the transfer, he also needed to apply a technique to delay the fetus’s development, so Ling’er wouldn’t be born too soon, preventing Zi Xunyi from revealing her pregnancy when she returned to the Celestial God Clan.

“Master, I’m counting on you.”

“Don’t worry, Zhen’er. Everything will be fine.”

With the cooperation of the mature Zi Xunyi in the dreamscape, Beautiful Master successfully transferred Yan Lingji’s consciousness, sealed within the dreamscape’s depths, into the developing fetus within the younger Zi Xunyi’s womb.

The fetus was still just a body, without consciousness yet, so the fusion process was smooth.

After the transfer, Beautiful Master applied a technique to prolong Zi Xunyi’s pregnancy, allowing the fetus to absorb sufficient energy before birth.

This not only concealed the pregnancy but also ensured that Yan Lingji would have a stronger body.

“This is the pill formula for prenatal care. Ling’er’s consciousness is still weak, so Tier 5 pills are sufficient for now. They’re gentler. After she adapts, we can use higher-tier pills.”

“Okay, Master, I’ll do my best to refine them.”

“I’ve already refined a batch using the materials you bought, Zhen’er. You can refine the rest yourself. It’s good practice. However, make sure they’re at least high-quality before consuming them. Otherwise, there could be complications.”

“I’ll try to refine top-quality pills.”

“You child… Go check on Zi Ji.”

Yan Zhen lifted the curtains and looked at his wife, lying on the bed, her hand caressing her lower abdomen, his heart filled with tenderness. He sat beside her and gently took her hand.

“Zi Ji, how are you feeling?”

Zi Xunyi’s face was filled with maternal warmth.

“Yan Zhen, listen closely.”

“Listen?”

Yan Zhen leaned closer to her belly and listened intently. A faint mental fluctuation echoed:

“Father…”

Yan Zhen’s heart skipped a beat.

“Ling’er! Are you awake?”

Yan Lingji, seemingly unable to hear him, continued, “Father, I finally see you again. I missed you so much.”

Yan Zhen felt a lump in his throat, his eyes stinging slightly. He said, regardless of whether his daughter could hear him, “You’ll be fine, Ling’er. We’ll see each other soon.”

Yan Lingji’s mental fluctuation faded, and Yan Zhen immediately became anxious. “Zi Ji, can you talk to Ling’er?”

Zi Xunyi nodded. “I can exchange a few simple words, but she’s still very weak. Let her rest.”

“You’re right.” Yan Zhen exhaled deeply. “I’ll go refine the pills now. I’ll make sure they’re top-quality prenatal pills, so Ling’er can recover quickly.”

“Don’t rush, Yan Zhen.” Zi Xunyi gently held his wrist. “Ling’er will gradually recover. So, don’t worry, and take it one step at a time.”

Seeing the concern in his future wife’s eyes, Yan Zhen felt a warmth in his heart and nodded softly. He leaned down and kissed her.

After a moment of tenderness, Yan Zhen, supporting his pregnant wife, bid farewell to Beautiful Master and left the Fire Refining Starry Sky, returning to his room.

Long Ying immediately asked, “Did it work, Zhenzhen?”

Although she was closer to Yan Yan, she would occasionally play with Yan Lingji, who was also sort of her little follower.

“Ling’er’s consciousness has awakened. Now she just needs to recover slowly,” Yan Zhen replied. “Long Ying, you should stay here and keep Zi Ji company for now.”

Long Ying nodded obediently.

Yan Zhen turned to Huangfu Wenqing, who lowered her head and said, “I’ll try not to argue with her.”

Zi Xunyi, however, stepped forward, took Huangfu Wenqing’s hands, and smiled. “Miss Huangfu, let’s get along. We’ll be living together eventually.”

Huangfu Wenqing was stunned. “W-what are you talking about?”

“You can’t let go of Yan Zhen, can you? Me neither. In that case, we just have to accept each other. Otherwise, we’ll only make him suffer, and both of us will be unhappy. Don’t you agree?”

“…”

Huangfu Wenqing remained silent.

164 One Month of Plot

After leaving the cliffside building, Yan Zhen took Long Ying back to the Grand Elder’s residence. After making some preparations, he informed Grand Elder Yu Yan that he was going to the Great Forest outside the academy for cultivation. Having received her approval, he set off.

He brought Long Ying along because, in the script, it was by listening to her dragon roar that he comprehended the Heavenly Dragon’s Eight Tones.

With Long Ying’s help, Yan Zhen mastered the “First Tone” of the Heavenly Dragon’s Eight Tones in just three days. Combined with the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire, it was powerful enough to affect the minds of even Mystic Generals.

He then spent another four days practicing, mastering the “Second Tone,” which could even influence Mystic Kings.

Upon returning, Yan Zhen heard that Wu Tie, the leader of the Black Horn society, had publicly challenged him, seeking revenge for his subordinates.

Wu Tie was ranked ninth on the Rising Star List, while Yan Zhen, after the monthly update, had replaced Bai Ao at thirty-third.

Challenges from higher-ranked students to lower-ranked ones were rare, as it was considered shameful, and the latter could refuse. However, Wu Tie’s public challenge made it difficult for Yan Zhen to decline.

Yan Zhen ignored him and focused on his own development.

In the script, Yan Zhen, having to support a gluttonous little loli—because he coveted her divine blood—struggled financially and had to resort to his old profession: alchemy!

So, he bought a large quantity of Tier 3 materials from the Inner Academy Exchange and began refining Tier 3 pills.

His soul cultivation having reached “Hidden-Midst-Manifest,” the fourth realm, refining Tier 3 pills was easy, his success rate over ninety percent.

He then sold the refined pills at the Exchange. Because his prices were slightly lower, and the quality of his pills was excellent, they were quickly bought up by Mystic Master realm students.

The female students, in particular, loved his beauty-enhancing pills and fragrant oils.

After making a small fortune, under Beautiful Master’s urging, Yan Zhen bought Tier 4 materials and began refining Tier 4 pills, easily mastering the process.

He then attempted to refine Tier 5 pills.

Without Hidden Realm soul cultivation, refining Tier 5 pills was difficult, but not impossible.

The pill market in the Inner Academy Exchange was currently monopolized by the Medicine King society, one of the top ten societies. Yan Zhen’s presence threatened their business and their authority. However, his pills were undeniably good, so some members of the Medicine King society approached him, giving him two choices:

Either join Medicine King, or stop selling pills.

Yan Zhen told them to get lost.

The smart move would have been to buy his pills and resell them, maintaining their control over the market.

Unfortunately, these youngsters lacked business acumen, thinking Yan Zhen, a freshman with no strong backing and a tendency to show off, was easy to bully. He had already offended two of the top ten societies, Broken Mirror and Black Horn, and also antagonized many senior students. Therefore, they didn’t even consider a partnership. Seeing his refusal to join them, they challenged him to a pill refinement competition, hoping to drive him out of business!

After defeating two of their alchemists, the leader of Medicine King, also the gatekeeper of the Rising Star List, finally stepped forward to challenge Yan Zhen directly.

This person wielded the eighty-eighth ranked Extreme Flame, the “Wood-Born Fire,” and refined a high-quality Tier 4 Mystic Pill.

Yan Zhen, however, assisted by the Great Crimson Skyfire, refined a near Tier 5 Mystic Pill.

There was no need for a judge. The winner was obvious.

Their alchemy skills were comparable, with Yan Zhen perhaps even slightly inferior, as alchemy wasn’t his focus. But he possessed a better Extreme Flame.

The Medicine King leader lost. As agreed, not only did Yan Zhen claim his Tier 4 pill, but he also gained a designated stall in the Exchange, free from interference.

Fortunately, the leader was a good sport and honored the agreement.

However, Yan Zhen didn’t continue refining and selling pills. After completing the system mission, he moved on.

After a month of alchemy, Yan Zhen’s cultivation smoothly reached seven-star Mystic Master, the previous sluggishness from rapid advancement gone.

Among the nine stars of each major realm, one to three were considered low-star, four to six mid-star, and seven to nine high-star.

Having become a seven-star Mystic Master, Yan Zhen’s Mystic Power increased significantly, now comparable to a Mystic General. Combined with his Extreme Flames, he could even hold his own against a three-star Mystic General—in a purely power-based confrontation without any techniques!

A seven-star Mystic Master, with his Natal Sword, Tier 4 physique, and Tier 4 soul cultivation, was more than a match for a seven-star Mystic General.

So, in the middle of his third month in the Inner Academy, Yan Zhen publicly challenged Wu Tie, ranked ninth on the Rising Star List!

His ranking hadn’t changed this month, still thirty-third.

When a lower-ranked student challenged a higher-ranked one, the latter couldn’t refuse unless they had already accepted another challenge that month.

Wu Tie naturally accepted.

The entire Inner Academy was buzzing with anticipation for this duel.

Most students were indignant that a freshman was ranked among them, believing Yan Zhen was courting death. The top ten on the Rising Star List were on a completely different level. Wu Tie, a seven-star Mystic General, was a veteran powerhouse of the Inner Academy. Yan Zhen, a mere seven-star Mystic Master, was destined to lose!

However, some more rational students, although not optimistic about Yan Zhen’s chances, still believed he had a chance, considering his impressive victory against a four-star Mystic General as a four-star Mystic Master.

The duel took place in the Inner Academy’s Grand Dueling Arena. Over half the Inner Academy students were present, eager to witness the clash between the rising star and the established powerhouse, to see how Wu Tie would teach this arrogant freshman a lesson…

The result, however, shocked them all.

Initially, Wu Tie, using his armor-type Mystic Skills, transformed into a humanoid tyrannosaurus, dominating Yan Zhen and forcing him to retreat. Until Yan Zhen unleashed his flame sword.

The young man clenched his hand, and gold and silver flames converged, forming a complete greatsword.

Flames danced across the blade, the crossguard burned like a raging inferno, and a dragon coiled around the hilt. The sword exuded a powerful metallic aura, completely different from the previous ethereal form.

Whether it was the spectators or Wu Tie himself, they would never forget this scene:

The young man, wielding the sword with both hands, drew upon the power of heaven and earth, a nearly ten-zhang long sword beam erupting from the blade.

He slashed downwards, and a wave of fiery energy, infused with the power of heaven and earth, surged forth, incinerating all of Wu Tie’s defenses, then slamming him into the arena wall, where he became embedded, charred black and unconscious.

In his third month in the Inner Academy, Yan Zhen had decisively defeated the ninth-ranked student on the Rising Star List, taking his place.

The crowd erupted in cheers!

Long Ying, in a corner of the arena, cheered the loudest, clapping her little hands, her face beaming with pride.

Huangfu Wenqing and Zi Xunyi also smiled, their eyes filled with affection as they gazed at their fiancé/future husband.

Even Grand Elder Yu Yan was present, her eyes narrowed in a smile as she nodded with satisfaction.

“That boy… he reached the top ten so quickly.” Cousin Yu Die couldn’t help but mutter, “At this rate, he’ll surpass me within six months.”

“Defeating a seven-star Mystic General as a seven-star Mystic Master… this Junior Brother Yan Zhen is a monster.” Ling Fei scratched his head. “Is he another freak like Gu Tiange? Sigh, I hope I’m not next~”

“…”

Wen Canglan’s face darkened.

Yan Zhen’s progress was far beyond his expectations. Although he wasn’t a threat yet, if he continued to grow at this rate…

He had to eliminate him before that happened.

163 Two Zi Xunyis, Precious Wenqing

Seven days later, Yan Zhen successfully forged his Natal Sword, completing the final quenching and tempering. He also claimed his system mission rewards, “Special Trump Card – Willing Prey” and “Special Trump Card – Sword Person,” before leaving the Yin Polar Secret Realm, swiping his card at the exit to deduct ten days’ worth of points.

In the script, paying for ten days in the secret realm, plus Long Ying’s food expenses, would leave him broke, forcing him to refine and sell pills, thus offending the Medicine King society.

Now, however, Long Ying had the Tier 6 academy card from the Grand Elder, and his duel winnings were more than enough to cover his expenses.

However, he still had to follow the plot.

Yan Zhen pondered as he returned to the Grand Elder’s residence.

“I should go to the Great Forest outside the academy and cultivate the Heavenly Dragon’s Eight Tones first.”

In the script, he encountered Long Ying while cultivating this sonic soul skill. Now, the two Polar Secret Realms’ plot points were already completed, and he still hadn’t learned the Heavenly Dragon’s Eight Tones. This wasn’t good.

During his fight with Bai Ao, he was supposed to use the Heavenly Dragon’s Eight Tones to shatter his Mystic Power armor, then finish him off with the Flame Extinguishing, Ashless Slash.

But since he hadn’t learned the skill, he had to use the more powerful Grand Flame Extinguishing, Ashless Slash instead.

Yan Zhen first went to Great Aunt Elder’s office to report his progress, then returned to his room, finding Long Ying gone. She must have gone to Zi Xunyi’s place.

He took a hot bath, changed into clean clothes, and used his Starry Sky Dance to fly to the cliffside building.

Before he could even knock, the French window opened automatically, revealing Zi Xunyi’s beautiful smile.

“As expected, my husband has arrived. Please come in, husband.”

“?”

Yan Zhen was puzzled, sensing something was off. He looked inside and almost cried out in surprise.

Because there was another Zi Xunyi inside, sitting at the table with Long Ying and Huangfu Wenqing, enjoying tea and pastries.

Yan Zhen quickly recovered and asked tentatively, “The future Zi Ji?”

The mature Zi Xunyi replied gently, “You guessed correctly, husband. I’ve manifested a soul avatar.”

Yan Zhen immediately extended his Spiritual Perception and confirmed that the mature Zi Xunyi before him was indeed a soul avatar.

“You can do that? I’m learning new things every day.”

The younger Zi Xunyi took a sip of tea, put down her cup, and said calmly, “She said she missed this place, so I let her out… Little Long Ying and Miss Huangfu also know.”

The mature Zi Xunyi corrected her with a smile, “Not ‘she,’ but ‘I.’ We are the same person, after all.”

The younger Zi Xunyi didn’t comment.

The mature Zi Xunyi placed her hand on her chest and said softly, “I’ll take care of myself from now on. I have experience carrying Ling’er. Just listen to me, and everything will be fine.”

The younger Zi Xunyi blushed slightly and took another sip of tea.

Her future self teaching her current self how to take care of a pregnancy… it was a bit strange.

At the table, Long Ying sat properly on her chair, her usually restless legs still, as if afraid to move.

She had noticed that Sister Xunyi didn’t seem to realize she was also reborn. It seemed she could maintain her disguise a little longer.

So well-behaved and understanding. jpg Huangfu Wenqing, however, had a complicated expression. She hadn’t expected the reborn Zi Xunyi to not merge with her current self, but instead exist as two separate individuals.

Of course, this wasn’t something she envied. What she did envy was that Zi Xunyi was pregnant, carrying the reborn Yan Lingji.

Huangfu Wenqing remembered that in her past life, Zi Xunyi and Yan Zhen had their daughter after they were married. She hadn’t expected her to be pregnant already.

This meant that even if she won the duel against Yan Zhen, he wouldn’t abandon Zi Xunyi and their child to stay with her and her master at Cloud Heaven Palace.

In other words, the competition between her, the fiancée, and Zi Xunyi, the future wife, was already decided. She had lost completely.

Her only hope now was her Master.

Huangfu Wenqing knew how deeply Yan Zhen felt for Yun Xiu. She hoped her Master could help her turn the tables and that the three of them could live happily ever after!

“Wenqing…”

Hearing Yan Zhen call her name, Huangfu Wenqing’s heart tightened, and she lowered her head.

“Sorry, Wenqing, I didn’t mean to keep it from you,” Yan Zhen sat beside her and explained, “It’s just… everything is so strange, even I find it hard to believe, so I didn’t know how to tell you.”

Huangfu Wenqing puffed out her cheeks and turned away, clearly not accepting his explanation. She felt frustrated, like she was about to win a game, only to have her base stolen at the last minute.

The usually proud young woman pouted and said, her voice trembling slightly, “I’m going to tell Grandpa, and Grandpa Yan Lie, and Master, that you’re bullying me.”

—Here it comes, the fiancée’s ultimate move: tattling!

Yan Zhen felt a headache coming on. Seeing the two Zi Xunyis looking at him, he felt even more awkward, his carefully constructed image of a perfect husband crumbling.

“Ahem, Wenqing, let’s go upstairs and talk, okay?”

“No, say it here, in front of everyone.”

“Long Ying is here. It’s not appropriate for a child to hear this.”

“Then don’t say anything.”

Long Ying, sitting nearby, immediately protested. She wasn’t a child, but a mature and elegant dragon lady.

—Hmph, Zhenzhen has no taste!

Yan Zhen ignored her, scooped up Huangfu Wenqing, and, ignoring her surprised yelp, quickly left Zi Xunyi’s room, rushed upstairs, and threw open the door to his room. He gently tossed his beautiful fiancée onto the soft bed, then leaned over her, his hands on either side of her head.

Huangfu Wenqing let out another soft cry, her pretty face flushed, her eyes looking at him shyly, as if pleading—

Husband, please be gentle. I’m easily scared~

“Wenqing, listen to me. I did this to save Ling’er, who was on the verge of disappearing. That’s why I… approached Zi Ji early. Otherwise, even if she’s my future wife, I wouldn’t have treated her so… casually, just like with you. Do you understand?”

Huangfu Wenqing blinked innocently, amused by his flustered expression, and shook her head.

Yan Zhen leaned closer, his voice gentle yet firm. “Wenqing~ You’re the most understanding. You’ll understand me, right?”

Huangfu Wenqing shook her head again, like a spoiled child refusing to be appeased.

Yan Zhen frowned, putting on a pitiful, childish expression. “Wenqing~ My precious Wenqing, be good, okay?”

The words “Precious Wenqing” melted Huangfu Wenqing’s heart. She had intended to make him work for her forgiveness, but she couldn’t help but say coquettishly, “I’ve always been good. You’re the one who doesn’t dote on me.”

Yan Zhen quickly apologized. “That’s not true! You’re my fiancée, of course I dote on you.”

“Really? Then call me that again, a few more times, and I’ll forgive you.”

“Like that? Precious Wenqing?”

“Yes, a few more times.”

“Precious Wenqing~”

“Again.”

“…”

162 Completing the Sword Forging

The normal fishing process went like this: extend your spiritual tendrils, find a Soul Fish, try to quickly wrap it up, have it escape, and end up empty-handed.

Repeat this process until you encounter a particularly slow fish, or until you become proficient enough at controlling your spiritual tendrils to have a chance of success.

Like the two members of the Black Horn society, who, after five days, had finally managed to catch two Soul Fish.

This alone earned them the respect of the other anglers, with those who were still empty-handed coming to them for advice.

This made them feel quite smug.

Although luck played a part, their achievement surpassed most of those present.

Even among the Alchemy Department students, most were still empty-handed, with only a few experts whose soul cultivation had reached the “Hidden-Midst-Manifest” realm managing to catch three or four.

Even the two Alchemy instructors praised them.

But Yan Zhen’s fishing process was completely different:

Extend spiritual tendrils, find a Soul Fish, zap it with a Lightning Whip, bzzt! Alright, first one caught.

Zi Xunyi, beside him, also imbued her spiritual tendrils with the Jade Firmament Violet Fire. When she found a Soul Fish, the violet fire transformed into a claw and grabbed it.

Less than fifteen minutes after they started, they both caught their first fish almost simultaneously, placing them into the prepared baskets.

Such speed immediately attracted attention. They’re so lucky!

Then, to their surprise, another fifteen minutes later, they caught their second fish.

Not just the nearby anglers, but even those further away, and the two Alchemy instructors, noticed Yan Zhen and Zi Xunyi. Their luck is outrageous!

Another fifteen minutes, and their third Soul Fish was caught. People’s expressions changed, realizing this wasn’t just luck.

The two Alchemy instructors looked at Zi Xunyi, recognizing her, and weren’t surprised by her success. This wasn’t her first time here. Last time, she had caught eight Soul Fish, shocking everyone and earning the title “Fishing Goddess” among the Alchemy students.

Others also remembered the “Fishing Goddess” and quickly recognized Zi Xunyi, their eyes filled with admiration. Then, they looked at Yan Zhen beside her.

A six-star Mystic Master with “Hidden-Midst-Manifest” soul cultivation, truly remarkable.

Because he was wearing a hooded cloak to protect himself from the wind and snow, his face wasn’t clearly visible. And having only been in the Inner Academy for a month, although he had already achieved two impressive victories against higher-level opponents, gaining some fame, many students still didn’t recognize him, speculating about his identity.

Some quickly deduced his identity from the “emerald beauty” and the “pink-haired loli” beside him, while others quickly shared his story.

The two Black Horn members exchanged glances, their eyes gleaming with malicious intent.

Under everyone’s watchful gaze, fifteen minutes later, Yan Zhen and Zi Xunyi caught their fourth Soul Fish.

Another half hour, their fifth.

Another hour, their sixth.

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Their pace gradually slowed. After a full day, they had caught ten Soul Fish each.

Ten was the limit per person; they weren’t allowed to catch more.

These were the academy’s shared resources, and they couldn’t be monopolized by a single person. This was one of the differences between the academy and a sect.

After a day of fishing, Yan Zhen and Zi Xunyi were exhausted. The icy water of the lake eroded Spiritual Power.

Other students, after fishing for half a day, would become dizzy and have to stop to rest and recover.

Yan Zhen and Zi Xunyi consumed the pills they had prepared beforehand, meditated to recover, and, after another half day, returned to peak condition.

When they woke up, many of the anglers approached, offering to buy their Soul Fish.

Yan Zhen and Zi Xunyi politely declined.

Soul Fish weren’t actual fish but elemental beings like Magma Beasts, essentially condensed Yin Essence.

For a Manifest Realm soul cultivator, refining a single Soul Fish was equivalent to three months of cultivation, a significant advantage over their competitors.

Soul cultivation emphasized enlightenment, but such opportunities were rare and unpredictable. Diligent practice was a more reliable method.

Although Yan Zhen and Zi Xunyi’s soul cultivation was relatively high, the Soul Fish were still beneficial. Refining ten of them was equivalent to months of arduous training.

With the Soul Fish secured, Yan Zhen also discreetly filled a gourd with water from the frozen lake, then woke up Long Ying, who was fast asleep, and Huangfu Wenqing, who was meditating, and the four of them leisurely made their way back.

As they reached the pine forest, the Black Horn members, as expected, ambushed them.

Actually, Yan Zhen was a bit surprised. He had thought that with Zi Xunyi present, the Black Horn members, wary of her strength, wouldn’t dare to attack. He hadn’t expected them to be so bold.

Clearly, they didn’t believe the rumors about Zi Xunyi’s power.

And so—

Three Mystic Generals, nine Mystic Masters, twelve in total. Within fifteen minutes, they were all defeated.

Half the credit went to Long Ying. The little Dragon Girl, eager to prove herself, practically took down one opponent per punch. The other three barely had to lift a finger.

Unfortunately, stealing academy cards and points wasn’t allowed within the secret realm—it would prevent the system from deducting points upon exiting—otherwise, Yan Zhen would have made a fortune.

Leaving the Black Horn members behind, the four of them reached the pine forest separating the inner and outer areas, chose a nearby tree, and jumped onto its wide branches.

“Wenqing, your soul is strong enough to manifest Spiritual Power. Why don’t you try refining a Soul Fish?”

“How do I do that?”

“Just use your Mystic Power. When a Soul Fish comes into contact with Mystic Power, it slowly dissolves into pure Yin Essence. That’s why we use Spiritual Power tendrils to catch them.”

“I see… Then I’ll gladly accept your offer.”

Huangfu Wenqing was secretly delighted, receiving another gift from him, a precious Soul Fish, no less.

“I was planning to use the Soul Fish to advance my soul cultivation, but I had an unexpected breakthrough earlier, so one or two less isn’t a big deal.” Yan Zhen took out another Soul Fish from the basket. “Long Ying, here’s one for you. You can eat it raw. It doesn’t taste fishy and has a pleasant texture.”

Long Ying smiled sweetly. “Thank you, Zhenzhen! I won’t be polite!”

She popped the entire fish into her mouth, the tail still sticking out and wiggling.

Yan Zhen’s lips twitched, recalling another scene of the little Dragon Girl devouring a cicada whole, straight from the tree. The two of them would definitely get along.

He then offered one to Zi Xunyi, who shook her head, refusing. “I-I already have some. You keep it.”

Yan Zhen insisted. “I can’t be biased.”

Zi Xunyi accepted. As a soul cultivator, she wouldn’t refuse such a treasure.

Yan Zhen first helped Huangfu Wenqing manifest her Spiritual Power, then he began refining the Soul Fish. The little dragon formed from the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire swallowed the entire fish in one gulp, then returned to his sea of consciousness, releasing pure Yin Essence that strengthened his soul.

A day later, Yan Zhen had refined all the Yin Essence, his soul cultivation noticeably stronger.

However, advancing from “Hidden-Midst-Manifest” to the “Hidden Realm” was a significant step. Breaking through wouldn’t be easy.

He woke the three girls and told them to leave the secret realm first. He would spend the remaining seven days forging his sword!

161 Fishing in the Secret Realm

The four of them, each wearing a snow-repelling cloak, arrived at the entrance to the Yin Polar Secret Realm.

The Yin Polar Secret Realm opened at the same time as the Yang Polar Secret Realm. It had been open for half a month, and the plaza at the entrance was bustling with activity.

Although few people specialized in soul cultivation, strengthening one’s soul was something everyone desired. Control, perception, and reaction speed were all related to the soul.

As soul cultivation improved, combat power also increased significantly.

To avoid unwanted attention, Zi Xunyi wore a purple veil, adding a touch of mystery to her appearance.

As they entered the Yin Polar Secret Realm, a sub-zero chill pierced through them, colder than even the harshest winter, because it directly targeted the soul, bypassing clothes and skin.

Before them stretched a vast, snowy plain, with a line of pine trees in the distance.

These pine trees marked the boundary and also served as cultivation spots.

The Yin Polar Secret Realm was divided into outer, inner, and central areas, separated by the pine trees. The central area contained the frozen lake.

Those without any soul cultivation usually cultivated in the outer area. The inner area required Hidden Realm soul cultivation, and the frozen lake required Manifest Realm. Ignoring these requirements could lead to injury.

Soul injuries were serious matters. No one dared to be reckless.

Therefore, the outer area was the most crowded. The number of people in the inner area was significantly less, as few cultivated their souls. And the frozen lake area had even fewer people, mostly Alchemists.

The Sacred Ground Academy had an Alchemy Department, separate from the Inner and Outer Academies. It was divided into five classes: Pill Refinement, Tool Forging, Talisman Creation, and Formation Arrangement, with the Pill Refinement and Tool Forging classes having the most students, followed by Talisman Creation and Formation Arrangement, totaling about two hundred students.

In comparison, the combined Inner and Outer Academies had nearly fifty thousand students, highlighting the rarity of alchemists.

Rare, therefore valuable. Thus, alchemists were generally quite arrogant.

Like the leader of the Medicine King society.

The four of them sped across the snowy plain, stopping only when they reached the line of pine trees separating the outer and inner areas.

“Long Ying, Wenqing, you don’t have any soul cultivation. Are you sure you want to enter the inner area?”

“No problem! I’m the one and only Supreme Dragon-Phoenix!”

“It’s fine. Let’s continue.”

“Alright, but tell me if you can’t handle it.”

Yan Zhen remembered that in the script, Long Ying complained of a headache as soon as she entered the inner area and then fainted when they reached the frozen lake, her eyes rolling back. He had to carry her on his back like a babysitter.

However, Long Ying’s foundation was strong. A single trip to the Yin Polar Secret Realm was enough for her soul cultivation to advance, so he wasn’t too worried about her.

His main concern was Huangfu Wenqing. As far as he knew, she had zero experience in soul cultivation. Cultivating in the outer area would be best. Forcing herself to enter the inner area might be dangerous.

However, both Long Ying and Huangfu Wenqing were reborn, and their previous cultivation levels weren’t low. Their souls were far stronger than ordinary people’s. Although they hadn’t cultivated any soul techniques to manifest their Spiritual Power, their soul strength was already comparable to the Manifest Realm.

Therefore, even after reaching the inner area, Huangfu Wenqing still urged Yan Zhen to continue, all the way to the frozen lake at the center.

Seeing his fiancée’s nonchalant demeanor, Yan Zhen was puzzled.

A blizzard was already raging here. Anyone whose soul cultivation wasn’t at the Manifest Realm would experience excruciating pain. How could Huangfu Wenqing endure it?

“Wenqing, are you sure you’re alright?”

“I’m fine, just a bit cold. Circulating my Mystic Power doesn’t seem to help.”

“This blizzard directly attacks the soul. Mystic Power and even thick clothing are useless. You need to use Spiritual Power to protect your body.”

“Then can you… envelop me with your Spiritual Power?”

“Well…”

He could, but Yan Zhen couldn’t separate his five senses from his Spiritual Power yet. Enveloping Huangfu Wenqing with his Spiritual Power would be like touching, licking, smelling, seeing, and even hearing her heartbeat and breathing. That would be too much for him to handle.

Zi Xunyi, understanding the nature of Spiritual Power, said indifferently, “Didn’t we come to the Yin Polar Secret Realm to temper our souls? Endure it.”

Long Ying, holding Zi Xunyi’s hand, nodded vigorously in agreement, giving the green-haired bad woman a disdainful look, as if looking at a spoiled brat.

Why can’t she be like a dragon? Not only would I not be a burden, but I would also help him get rid of any annoying people.

—Clearly, I’m superior! A dragon’s victory! Hmph~~~

Huangfu Wenqing had only been making a casual request. Seeing the other two girls’ disapproval, she shut her mouth, thinking, This isn’t my territory. I’ll endure it for now. Once Yan Zhen returns to Cloud Heaven Palace with me, I’ll join forces with Master, and these women won’t stand a chance.

—You started this. Let’s see who gets the last laugh!

The three girls, each with their own thoughts, made Yan Zhen nervous, feeling like they might start arguing at any moment.

“…”

They arrived at the frozen lake. Many figures were already sitting on the ice, each with a hole before them. Manifest Realm soul cultivators could extend tendrils of Spiritual Power, like fishing lines, to catch the Soul Fish swimming beneath the ice.

Soul Fish were highly sensitive to Spiritual Power and would quickly dart away at the slightest touch. And the icy water would erode Spiritual Power tendrils, requiring frequent replacement, making this a time-consuming and energy-intensive task, with a low success rate. But catching even a single Soul Fish was a huge reward.

Yan Zhen scanned the area and spotted the Black Horn society members not far away. There were only two of them, a Mystic General and a Mystic Master, both unfamiliar faces, identifiable only by their badges.

But the rest of the Black Horn members were in the inner and outer areas. They could enter the central area, but not for extended periods.

Besides them, most of the top ten societies were also represented, along with members of the Alchemy Department, easily identifiable by their uniforms, and even two Alchemy instructors.

As he observed the others, many students also noticed the newcomers.

Yan Zhen, Zi Xunyi, Huangfu Wenqing, and Long Ying, each of them a striking figure.

Yan Zhen led the three girls to an empty spot on the ice and claimed two fishing holes, as only he and Zi Xunyi possessed the Spiritual Power necessary for fishing.

Huangfu Wenqing knelt beside Yan Zhen, saying she would protect him, her eyes shining as she watched her fiancé.

Long Ying sat with her back against Yan Zhen, adopting a meditative posture, but soon fell asleep.

Yes, the Dragon Slumber Breathing Technique!

Zi Xunyi, experienced in this, began fishing with her Spiritual Power.

For her, the wind and snow of the Yin Polar Secret Realm were no longer effective for cultivation. Only Soul Fish could enhance her soul.

As for Yan Zhen, according to the script, he was supposed to advance his soul cultivation here, but he had already done so in the Yang Polar Secret Realm. And last night, after forging his sword, he had discussed the Fourth Talisman with Beautiful Master.

After the Fire, Wind, and Water Talismans, he had chosen the Thunder Talisman as his fourth.

Transforming wind into thunder, merging wind and thunder, would help him enter the thunder pool atop the Nine-Layered Celestial Dome Pagoda and subdue the Wind-Thunder Crystal Fire.

And now, the Thunder Talisman could also help him fish.

His Spiritual Power tendrils, crackling with electric arcs, extended down into the icy depths, searching for Soul Fish.

A single touch, and he could use a Lightning Whip to stun the fish and reel it in.