Category: They All Want to Be My Female Lead

Chapter 13: Let’s Cheat! Let’s Duel!

The Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce was structured much like a modern corporation, a joint venture with shared ownership. Besides the Head Shopkeeper, who held the ultimate authority, there were nine other Shopkeepers, a total of ten decision-makers.

In other words, the board of directors consisted of ten members, with Ji Ya as the chairperson, holding nearly a third of the Chamber’s assets and wielding the highest authority.

However, the Second and Third Shopkeepers also controlled significant assets. Together, they could rival Ji Ya’s influence.

The remaining seven Shopkeepers shared the remaining third of the assets, making them valuable allies to court.

Therefore, the Chamber was essentially divided into three factions: Ji Ya’s faction, the Second and Third Shopkeepers’ faction, and the neutral faction, consisting of those who hadn’t chosen sides.

The position of Head Shopkeeper had always been held by a member of the Ji family. However, after Ji Ya’s mother’s sudden death, no one in their generation was capable of taking the helm.

To uncover the truth behind her mother’s death and seek revenge, Ji Ya had resorted to consuming pills to advance to the Mystic Master realm, claiming the position of Head Shopkeeper.

With the support and protection of Aunt Mu and her twin bodyguards, she had gradually regained their lost power and influence, becoming a formidable businesswoman, rivaling her mother, earning the nickname “The Beautiful Fox of Gold and Jade.”

However, the Second and Third Shopkeepers were dissatisfied. They constantly sought to undermine her, hoping to dethrone her, seize her assets, and divide the Chamber amongst themselves.

They hadn’t always been allies, but after Ji Ya’s illness was revealed, they had formed a pact, working together to create trouble for her.

They first exposed her condition, claiming she was terminally ill, hoping to damage her reputation. However, Ji Ya had cleverly turned the situation to her advantage, garnering public sympathy by portraying herself as a “devoted daughter striving to fulfill her mother’s legacy, even to the point of illness.” She had managed to regain some lost ground.

Seeing this tactic fail, they then tampered with her supply of Supreme Grade Detoxification Pills, mixing in lower-grade pills, hoping to worsen her condition with each dose.

That attempt had nearly killed her. Fortunately, Aunt Mu had used her own cultivation to clear her meridians, pulling her back from the brink of death.

From then on, Ji Ya personally inspected every pill before consuming it, ruthlessly punishing anyone who dared deceive her.

She retaliated against their schemes, but they weren’t easily defeated. She could only inflict minor setbacks.

Then, a Pill Master discovered a treatment method for her illness in an ancient text. However, due to the unique challenges posed by a “cauldron physique,” finding a suitable candidate was difficult. The Second and Third Shopkeepers seized this opportunity.

They issued a reward in the Chamber’s name, seeking a Pill Master who possessed an Extreme Flame, emphasizing that the chosen candidate would perform dual cultivation with the beautiful Head Shopkeeper to treat her illness, and if successful, might even become the master of the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce, achieving a level of success that would normally take a lifetime.

Their intentions were clear: to humiliate Ji Ya.

The reward attracted countless Pill Masters, many pretending to possess Extreme Flames, eager to try their luck.

Forget about the promise of a lifetime’s worth of success. The mere chance to get close to the beautiful Head Shopkeeper was enough to entice them. Success was ideal, but even failure carried no penalty. It was a win-win situation.

Ji Ya was furious, wanting to kill those bastards, but they defended their actions, claiming they were “concerned for her health” and that “her life was more important than her reputation.” Besides, the reward had already been announced. Retracting it would damage the Chamber’s credibility and offend numerous Pill Masters, giving them ammunition to attack her.

She could only impose strict selection criteria: under thirty years of age, Mystic Master cultivation or below, unmarried, and in good health, rejecting all unsuitable candidates.

She thought that would be the end of it. However, someone unexpectedly met all her criteria: the young man the Second and Third Shopkeepers were about to present.

Ji Ya’s private residence, “Elegant Courtyard,” was normally closed to visitors. Those with business were expected to wait for her at headquarters. But the Second and Third Shopkeepers had barged in, clearly not easily deterred.

In her previous life, she would have been annoyed by their antics. Now, however, she was completely calm, ready to watch the show. She knew her “little brother” would handle everything.

“Let them in.”

…

The servant obeyed, returning with the three visitors.

Besides the Second and Third Shopkeepers, there was also an arrogant young man.

Both Yan Zhen and Ji Ya recognized him.

His name was Han Feng. He was exactly thirty years old, a Mystic Master, a Tier 2 Pill Master, and the possessor of the Phosphorus Fire, ranked 108th, or last, on the Extreme Flame Ranking. He was considered quite accomplished for his age.

He had recently arrived from the Sacred Ground Academy, becoming an instructor at the Hundred Mile City Mystic Academy in the Sunward Kingdom. He was still unfamiliar with his surroundings.

The Second and Third Shopkeepers, upon hearing about a young Pill Master from the Sacred Ground Academy, a talented individual who also possessed an Extreme Flame, had hatched a plan. They approached Han Feng, recommending him as a potential candidate to treat Ji Ya, hoping to manipulate him into controlling her during the treatment process.

Despite his seemingly upright demeanor, Han Feng was actually a lecherous man. He had heard of the “Beautiful Fox of Gold and Jade” and, despite his lack of knowledge regarding the specific treatment method, readily agreed to their proposal.

Unfortunately for them, Ji Ya had gone to the Gallo Kingdom to inspect the branches, where she encountered Yan Zhen.

And the Yan Zhen from the script (her previous life) had possessed a method to treat her without actual dual cultivation, giving her hope. She had brought him back to the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce’s headquarters.

Their plan had fallen apart.

Han Feng, his pride wounded, had questioned Yan Zhen’s abilities, a mere Mystic Adept and Tier 1 Pill Master, demanding a demonstration. This had led to a duel between them.

That’s how the plot unfolded.

Although this time, Yan Zhen didn’t have the medicinal bath method, it shouldn’t affect the overall plot. In fact, it might even make the event easier to trigger.

[Ding! Key Plot Point Activated.]

[Current Plot Progress: Chapter 166 – Extreme Flame Duel.]

[Acting Requirements: Accept Han Feng’s challenge, wager both your Extreme Flames, and defeat him.]

[Completion Rate: 0%.]

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“Head Shopkeeper, why didn’t you inform us of your return? We’ve been waiting for you for days.”

The Second Shopkeeper spoke first, his tone familiar, as if they were close.

“Do I need to report to you when I return?” Her voice was sharp, her tone cold. “You couldn’t wait a few more days? Barging in here so impatiently… With such little patience, how can you handle important business? You’re a veteran in the business world, Second Shopkeeper. You should know better.”

He scowled, stung by her words, but he endured it, anticipating their plan’s success.

“You misunderstand, Head Shopkeeper. We were concerned for your health. That’s why we’ve been waiting.” He turned to the Third Shopkeeper. “Old Three, introduce Instructor Han Feng to the Head Shopkeeper.”

The Third Shopkeeper chuckled. “Head Shopkeeper, this is Instructor Han Feng, newly arrived at the Hundred Mile City Mystic Academy. He’s from the Sacred Ground Academy, a young and talented Mystic Master, a Tier 2 Pill Master, and the possessor of the Phosphorus Fire. He meets all your requirements. If you accept his treatment, you’ll surely recover!”

Following the introduction, Han Feng stepped forward, bowing politely.

“Greetings, Head Shopkeeper. I’ve heard about your beauty, but I never imagined you would be even more stunning in person. Truly a captivating sight. It would be a shame for such a beauty to suffer such a fate.”

Ji Ya replied indifferently. “You flatter me, Instructor Han Feng. It’s just a shell. Nothing special.”

“You’re too modest, Head Shopkeeper. Countless men would envy your beauty.” He smiled, then turned to Yi Xian’er, his eyes filled with interest. “And who is this beautiful lady…?”

Ji Ya, noticing his intense gaze, which seemed even more fervent than his earlier gaze towards her, quickly interjected.

“This is my younger sister, Xian’er.”

His eyes lit up, his mind already concocting plans for a “two-for-one” conquest.

“So it’s Miss Xian’er. A beautiful name for a beautiful lady. Greetings.”

Yi Xian’er, sensing their malicious intent, didn’t even want to acknowledge them. His gaze disgusted her, and she wanted to lash out.

However, this was Ji Ya’s home. She restrained herself, taking Yan Zhen’s arm, her voice cold and indifferent.

“Hello.”

He continued staring at her, captivated. For some reason, he found her even more alluring than Ji Ya, more to his taste.

Yan Zhen also sensed something was wrong. Yi Xian’er hadn’t been present in the script. Han Feng was supposed to be after Ji Ya, not his future soulmate!

— You insignificant villain, trying to change the plot? If you mess things up, I’ll kill you!

“Ahem.”

He deliberately cleared his throat.

Han Feng snapped out of his daze, his gaze shifting to Yan Zhen. Seeing Yi Xian’er clinging to him, his eyes narrowed.

“And what is your name, young man?”

Yan Zhen didn’t speak. He barely had any lines in this scene. He simply stared at Han Feng, his expression a genuine reflection of his displeasure.

Ji Ya spoke up, introducing him. “This is Yan Zhen, my newly sworn younger brother. He came all the way from the Gallo Kingdom to treat my illness… You’re too late. I have Little Brother Yan Zhen. You can leave now.”

The Second and Third Shopkeepers’ expressions changed. They both stared at Yan Zhen.

They had been puzzled by the presence of a man in Ji Ya’s private residence. So he was the one treating her illness.

This was bad.

Han Feng frowned, his tone skeptical. “As far as I know, treating the Head Shopkeeper’s illness requires a Pill Master who possesses an Extreme Flame. This… Little Brother Yan Zhen is only a Ninth Star Mystic Adept. He can’t possibly have an Extreme Flame.”

Common knowledge dictated that only those who had reached the Mystic Scholar realm could tame an Extreme Flame, even the weakest one, the Phosphorus Fire.

He himself had only managed to refine the Phosphorus Fire at the Three Star Mystic Scholar realm, with the help of his elders, nearly losing his life in the process. For a Mystic Adept to attempt to control an Extreme Flame? That was suicide!

The Second and Third Shopkeepers, realizing the implication, perked up.

He’s right! How can a mere Mystic Adept possess an Extreme Flame? Ji Ya must be lying to reject us!

“There are always exceptions, Instructor Han Feng. Just because you can’t do it doesn’t mean others can’t.”

It was Yi Xian’er. She disliked Han Feng, and she disliked people looking down on Yan Zhen. Her disgust was twofold.

His pride stung by her blunt words, Han Feng retorted, “Empty words are meaningless. Perhaps this… Little Brother Yan Zhen can demonstrate his Extreme Flame for us?”

Ji Ya turned to Yan Zhen, her eyes pleading.

“Show them, Little Brother Yan Zhen.”

He smirked, his hand igniting with a strange flame, a blend of gold and silver, intertwined and dancing.

“The Gold and Silver Fire?”

Han Feng recognized the flame, his eyes widening in disbelief.

The Gold and Silver Fire, ranked 100th, or sometimes 99th, on the Extreme Flame Ranking, was superior to his Phosphorus Fire in both rank and power.

It was incredibly malleable, capable of being shaped into any weapon after refinement, more versatile than any Mystic Tool. It was also effective against metal and jade. In combat, it could easily destroy an opponent’s weapons.

And there was another rumor…

The ancient Extreme Flame Ranking only had 100 entries. Later, to reach the auspicious number of 108, representing the celestial cycle, eight more flames were added.

These eight flames were often mocked as “pseudo-Extreme Flames,” their power far inferior to the true Extreme Flames.

He hadn’t believed it before, but now, witnessing the Gold and Silver Fire, he felt his own Phosphorus Fire being suppressed, trembling slightly.

He felt a surge of shame and anger. A mere Mystic Adept, controlling an Extreme Flame, and a true Extreme Flame at that… How was this possible?!

The Second and Third Shopkeepers exchanged bewildered glances. This is impossible! How can a Mystic Adept withstand the baptism of an Extreme Flame? Forget about refining it, even a slight touch would incinerate his entire arm!

“Seen enough? I’m putting it away now.”

He closed his hand, extinguishing the flames.

His control was effortless, practiced and precise.

Han Feng couldn’t comprehend how he had achieved this.

“Well, is there anything else?” Ji Ya’s voice was cold. “If not, please leave.”

“Wait!” The Second Shopkeeper raised his hand. “Head Shopkeeper, although your younger brother possesses an Extreme Flame, he’s only a Mystic Adept. He must be a mere Tier 1 Pill Master, right? Instructor Han Feng is a Tier 2 Pill Master. Wouldn’t he be a more suitable candidate for your treatment?”

“You’re mistaken, Second Shopkeeper.” Ji Ya countered. “His Mystic Adept cultivation is the main reason I chose him. The lower his cultivation, the easier he is to control. Besides, the treatment primarily depends on the strength of the Extreme Flame and the wielder’s control, not their alchemy skills. Weaker alchemy skills simply mean the treatment will be slightly less efficient. I can wait.”

“But… Instructor Han Feng’s Extreme Flame is better!” The Third Shopkeeper interjected. “The Gold and Silver Fire might be higher ranked, but with his Mystic Adept cultivation, how much power can he even unleash? What do you think, Instructor Han Feng?”

“Heh heh, you’ve come to the right person, Third Shopkeeper.” He chuckled. “Those of us who possess Extreme Flames can generally fight opponents above our own realm, unleashing power beyond our cultivation level. Little Brother Yan Zhen’s Gold and Silver Fire might be comparable to a Mystic Scholar. As for me, I can probably hold my own against a Mystic General.”

“So, Instructor Han Feng is clearly the better choice for your treatment, Head Shopkeeper.” The Second Shopkeeper echoed their sentiment. “If you have to choose, you should choose the best, right?”

Ji Ya turned to Yan Zhen, who snorted.

“You clearly don’t understand how to treat Sister Ji Ya’s illness at all, Instructor Han Feng. Are you trying to scam her?”

Han Feng’s heart skipped a beat. His face darkened. “You should be careful what you say, young man. There could be serious consequences.”

Yan Zhen remained unfazed. “The Extreme Flame’s role in the treatment is to force out the accumulated medicinal energy deep within her meridians. Therefore, precise control is crucial… If you want to kill her, just say so.”

“That’s nonsense!” He wouldn’t admit his ignorance. “Without sufficient power, how can you possibly expel the medicinal energy? If Mystic Scholar level strength was enough, her illness wouldn’t have lasted this long!”

The Second and Third Shopkeepers nodded in agreement.

“It seems you came here to deceive us without even bothering to understand the treatment method.”

Yan Zhen smirked, continuing his explanation. “The reason the medicinal energy within her body can’t be expelled is that it’s deeply rooted, blocking most of her meridians. The Extreme Flame’s intense heat can dissolve it, just like when you refine pills. Understand? And Mystic Scholar level strength is ideal for the treatment. Even if there’s a mistake, it won’t harm her, because she’s a Mystic Master. And more importantly, the treatment requires cooperation, not just one-sided effort. With her active participation, slightly lower firepower is actually better!”

He had already practiced the technique with his Beautiful Sect Master, making him familiar with every detail and nuance. He looked at Han Feng with disdain, seeing him as a mere clown.

“You came here to scam people without even doing your homework? You’re hilarious~”

Han Feng’s face flushed with shame and anger. However, he was a graduate of the Sacred Ground Academy, his eloquence undeniable. He quickly shifted the focus.

“Hmph, a mere Ninth Star Mystic Adept, a Tier 1 Pill Master, trying to lecture me? Fine, I’ll give you a chance. Let’s have a duel, using only our Extreme Flames. Whoever wins gets to treat the Head Shopkeeper. Deal?”

“What a joke.” Yan Zhen looked at him as if he were an idiot. “I already promised Sister Ji Ya that I would cure her. What does this have to do with you?”

— Sharp-tongued little brat!

Han Feng’s eyes narrowed.

“What? Are you scared?”

“Heh heh, you want to duel? Fine, but show some sincerity.” Yan Zhen’s eyes gleamed with mischief. “Let’s wager our Extreme Flames. How about that?”

His words shocked everyone, not just Han Feng and his companions, but also Yi Xian’er and Aunt Mu, who was hidden in the shadows.

Wager their Extreme Flames?

Extreme Flames were incredibly rare and difficult to refine. To casually gamble them in a duel?

How could he be so bold?!

Han Feng stared at him, trying to discern whether he was bluffing.

“Fine! You want to wager your Extreme Flame? Let’s do it! I won’t refuse a free Gold and Silver Fire!”

He didn’t believe he would lose.

Yan Zhen was a Ninth Star Mystic Adept, a Tier 1 Pill Master, barely a teenager. He had probably only obtained the Gold and Silver Fire recently, lacking experience in flame combat!

He, on the other hand, was a Six Star Mystic Master, a Tier 2 Pill Master, having trained in fire control and combat since childhood. He had already refined the Phosphorus Fire for over a year. He was experienced!

How could he possibly lose? He could defeat Yan Zhen with his eyes closed!

“Let’s write a contract, to prevent any regrets.”

Yan Zhen tossed a prepared contract, already bearing his blood fingerprint, towards Han Feng.

Han Feng’s eye twitched, but he bit his finger, pressing his blood fingerprint onto the contract, then tossed it back.

Yan Zhen handed the contract to Ji Ya for safekeeping.

“Let’s fight outside. There’s not enough space here.”

Showing off was best done in a lively setting, with a large audience, enthusiastic commentary, and dramatic reactions.

…

They left Elegant Courtyard, arriving at a small plaza beside the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce’s side gate. In the center of the plaza was a small arena, hosting various performances to attract customers.

Their arrival drew attention, interrupting the ongoing performance. The Second and Third Shopkeepers instructed the performers to leave, clearing the arena.

Yan Zhen was puzzled. Why wasn’t Ji Ya saying anything discouraging, like “You’re being too impulsive,” “You’re far weaker than him, how can you possibly win?” or “Forget it, I’m here, they can’t do anything to you”?

He looked at her expectantly, hoping she would say something from the script, but she simply smiled at him, her gaze filled with pride, as if saying, My little brother is so amazing, so considerate of his older sister~.

He turned to Yi Xian’er, who said flatly, “Kill him if you get the chance, Yan Zhen. His eyes are disgusting.”

“…”

— Seriously? You want a Mystic Adept to kill a Mystic Master? That’s ridiculous! Doesn’t anyone care if I’m being impulsive? Can’t anyone advise me to reconsider? Am I truly an unloved child?

He glared at them both, his eyes filled with resentment.

…

By the time the arena was cleared, a large crowd had gathered, curious about the three Shopkeepers’ presence.

Under their watchful eyes, Yan Zhen and Han Feng stepped onto the arena, facing each other from a distance of ten meters.

“We are about to witness an Extreme Flame duel between Little Brother Yan Zhen and Instructor Han Feng.”

“The wager is their respective Extreme Flames.”

“Although their cultivation levels differ, both parties have agreed to the terms.”

“Only Extreme Flames are allowed. Using Mystic Power or Mystic Skills to directly attack the opponent is prohibited.”

The Second and Third Shopkeepers, acting as commentators, announced the rules, then asked, “How shall we determine the winner?”

Han Feng’s voice was cold. “Until one of us falls! Conceding defeat is not an option! Do you dare, Little Brother Yan Zhen?”

“Why wouldn’t I dare?” Yan Zhen’s eyes gleamed with fiery light, his Mystic Power surging around him like flames, forming a protective armor. “Bring it on!”

Chapter 12: A Three-Way Conversation

Within the crystal space, a stone bed rose from the center of the altar, draped in gauzy curtains and soft blankets.

Master and disciple sat facing each other, their bodies entwined, forming a closed loop.

As their lips parted, Chen Xi’s mouth opened slightly, and a pale green pill, spinning gently, emerged, suspended between them. It was the pseudo-pill Yan Zhen had refined using her body as a cauldron.

She cupped her hand beneath it, catching the pill.

“Although the quality is a bit low, the fact that you managed to refine a pill means the treatment was successful… Well done, Zhen’er.”

“It’s all thanks to your guidance, Master.”

He held her soft, supple hips, his head lowered shyly, burying his face in the valley between her breasts.

She gazed down at him, her hand gently stroking his hair. She offered the pill to his lips.

“This is a pseudo-pill formed from my essence, Zhen’er. Consuming it will replenish your energy. Come, open wide.”

He obediently opened his mouth, accepting her offering.

The pill, rich and milky, carried a hint of sweetness, its texture slightly thick. He chewed it a couple of times before swallowing.

It tasted like condensed milk candy.

The pill dissolved in his stomach, transforming into a warm current that spread throughout his body. His fatigue vanished, replaced by a surge of energy and vigor.

Sensing the effects, she moaned softly, her eyes meeting his.

“Do you want to continue practicing, Zhen’er? You’ve been here for an hour. If you don’t go out soon, they might get suspicious.”

He suddenly remembered. He had entered the crystal space to ask her about the medicinal bath recipe. Ji Ya and Yi Xian’er were still waiting for his assessment.

He had been so absorbed in learning the treatment technique that he had almost forgotten. He felt a twinge of embarrassment.

She kissed his forehead, her hands gently resting on his shoulders as she carefully stood up.

“Let’s go out for now, Zhen’er. We can practice again tomorrow.”

“Okay.”

He nodded obediently, releasing her hips, stepping back.

After tidying himself up, he put on his pajamas, bid his Beautiful Sect Master goodnight, and activated his Star Shifting Fire Seal, leaving the crystal space.

…

Chen Xi touched her still-warm abdomen, then collapsed onto the damp bed, her eyes closing.

— Time for a bath.

With a thought, the curtains, blankets, and pillows vanished, dissolving into specks of light. The stone bed retracted, becoming a square pool, slowly filling with spiritual spring water.

She immersed herself in the spring, her hands cupping her breasts, reluctant to wash away the lingering traces of their intimacy.

“I was just trying to help them, but… my relationship with Zhen’er has deepened… Is this what they call ‘good deeds rewarded’? Heehee~”

…

Unaware of her thoughts, Yan Zhen was simply touched by her generosity. She had done so much for him. He couldn’t disappoint her.

He returned to the dining hall, finding Ji Ya and Yi Xian’er still there, sipping tea, enjoying snacks, their occasional laughter creating a harmonious atmosphere, as if they had suddenly become close friends, like Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu.

They stopped talking as he approached.

Ji Ya was wearing a red pajama set, a classic combination of a sheer robe over a strapless dress. The translucent fabric, instead of concealing her skin, enhanced her beauty with a touch of mystery. The dress clung to her ample bosom, accentuating her cleavage, her long, fair legs crossed beneath the skirt, her posture relaxed and alluring.

“Well, Little Brother Yan Zhen? Is Little Sister Xian’er’s recipe real?”

He thought for a moment before answering. “Theoretically, it’s feasible. But in practice, there might be some issues. There’s no guarantee everything will go smoothly. She advised us to use the dual cultivation method instead.”

The two women exchanged glances.

They had just discussed the possibility of Chen Xi also being reborn. Now, it seemed unlikely.

If she had been reborn, she would have recognized the recipe as her own modified version. She wouldn’t have said “no guarantee everything will go smoothly,” contradicting herself.

But in Ji Ya’s previous life, she had been treated with this medicinal bath method. Why didn’t Yan Zhen or Chen Xi know the recipe now? Could it be that Chen Xi had simply forgotten, leading to her uncertainty?

“Sorry, Xian’er. It’s a shame we can’t use your recipe, but I can’t risk Ji Ya’s life.”

His familiar address, the same as in her previous life, pleased Yi Xian’er. She smiled.

“It’s fine. I only found the recipe in an ancient text. If its effectiveness is uncertain, it’s better not to use it, to avoid complications.”

Her words pleased Ji Ya, who spoke in a coquettish tone. “I’m so touched by your concern, Little Brother Yan Zhen. Here, have a snack as a reward.”

He reached for the snack, but she insisted on feeding him. He took a bite, indulging her.

“Delicious?”

“Mmm, sweet and soft.”

“Let me try some too.”

She popped the remaining half into her mouth.

Yi Xian’er rolled her eyes. Shameless woman, taking advantage of every opportunity. How childish.

“Snacks make you thirsty. Have some tea. This is a fine Longjing tea.”

She offered him her teacup, from which she had just taken a sip.

He swallowed the snack, his gaze suspicious. “You didn’t poison it, did you?”

She frowned. “No, but I drank from it. Are you scared?”

He chuckled. “As long as it’s not poisoned, I’ll drink it.”

Seeing him drain the cup, she smiled, refilling it, then taking a casual sip, pretending to be unconcerned.

Ji Ya scoffed inwardly. The Queen of a Thousand Yins, resorting to such petty tactics. How childish.

“It’s getting late. Time for bed.” Ji Ya stood up. “Come, Little Brother Yan Zhen. Let’s go to our room.”

They had agreed to eat and sleep together. He had no objections, following her to her bedroom.

He was actually quite nervous. He rarely slept with anyone, worried that his sleeping habits might disturb her.

“Are you nervous, Yan Zhen?”

“Uh, a little…” He turned, surprised to see Yi Xian’er, her smile mischievous. “Xian’er, why are you following us?”

She replied matter-of-factly. “I’m coming too. I’m your assistant, remember? I need to participate in the treatment. If we don’t get used to physical contact, we’ll be a mess when the time comes.”

“But you have a Yin Body! What if you poison us?!”

“Hmph, don’t worry. I was just teasing you before. I normally use a secret technique to seal my Yin Body, preventing the energy from leaking out. It’s safe to touch me. Try it.”

She extended her hand. He hesitated, then tentatively took it, surprised to find she was right. There were no ill effects.

This isn’t right! In the script, she was incredibly “toxic.” When we explored the Demon Dragon Mountain Range, even a slight touch would transfer her Yin energy, requiring me to use the Gold and Silver Fire to cleanse it.

Why isn’t she “toxic” in reality?

“Did Sister Ji Ya agree to this?”

“Of course she did. Right, Sister Ji Ya?”

Ji Ya didn’t want to agree, but refusing Yi Xian’er’s request right after forming their alliance seemed unreasonable. She reluctantly gave in.

She had been looking forward to a night alone with him, engaging in activities far more exciting than any game!

With an extra person present, she felt constrained. She didn’t want anyone besides Yan Zhen to see her unrestrained side, not even another woman.

“It wouldn’t be right to leave Little Sister Xian’er alone. Besides, my bed is big enough for three.”

…

Beside the bed was a wooden basin filled with hot water, steam rising from its surface.

The two women, flanking Yan Zhen, sat on the bed, explaining that soaking their feet before bed would help them sleep better, especially with the recent drop in temperature.

Six feet squeezed into the spacious basin, and they all sighed contentedly.

“Xian’er, you don’t snore, do you?”

“Who snores? How rude.”

Yi Xian’er, as she spoke, placed her small, delicate foot on his instep.

He didn’t react. He felt no pressure, only a soft, comforting warmth, like a cotton pad.

“Do you snore, Sister Ji Ya?”

“You shouldn’t ask a lady such questions, Little Brother Yan Zhen~”

She also placed her foot on his other foot, her toes playfully tapping his skin, as if punishing him for his impudence.

He shrugged, changing the subject. “Let’s decide how we’re sleeping.”

Ji Ya, her foot rubbing against his, said, “I’m used to sleeping on the outside. You sleep in the middle, Little Brother Yan Zhen, and Little Sister Xian’er can sleep on the inside.”

“Don’t you usually sleep alone, Sister Ji Ya?”

“I sleep on the outside when I’m alone.”

“But I’m not used to being sandwiched.”

To be precise, being sandwiched between two women reminded him of his cousins’ “rice bowl” service, easily triggering his… imagination.

His damn male instincts made him completely powerless against the “rice bowl” formation, especially when both Ji Ya and Yi Xian’er were incredibly alluring beauties.

“Let Xian’er sleep in the middle.”

“The whole point of sleeping together is to get used to being… uncomfortable.” Yi Xian’er’s toes playfully intertwined with his. “Besides, you’re the main focus of the treatment. We both need to get used to being close to you.”

He glared at them, expressing his displeasure.

They giggled.

…

After soaking their feet, they each took a clean towel, drying his feet, then handing him the towels, expecting him to reciprocate.

I knew I couldn’t enjoy this for free… He took the towels, diligently drying their feet.

They then turned off the lights, climbed into bed, and lay down in a row, pulling the blanket over them.

Ji Ya on the outside, Yan Zhen in the middle, Yi Xian’er on the inside.

Neither Ji Ya nor Yi Xian’er had shared a bed with him in their previous lives. This arrangement had only existed in their dreams. Now, it was finally a reality. Although there was an extra person present, they were still happy.

“Don’t kick the blanket off, you two.”

He closed his eyes, ready to sleep, but Yi Xian’er patted his arm. She turned to face him, her hand resting on his arm, her voice filled with playful reproach.

“Why are you sleeping so early? Are you a child?”

“What else do you do in bed besides sleep?” He was speechless. “Play cards? I don’t want to get too excited and lose sleep.”

“Come on, who plays cards in bed? We’re going to chat. I want to know more about you, Little Brother Yan Zhen~” Ji Ya also turned to face him, her hand reaching out to caress his chest.

He opened his eyes, glancing at them both, sighing. “What do you want to talk about? You talk, I’ll listen.”

“Gossip, of course! Like, how did you charm your instructor? And how did you… conquer your cousins? I’m very curious~” Her fingers continued their teasing circles on his chest.

Yi Xian’er froze, discreetly pinching him.

“Is that true?”

He broke out in a cold sweat. He hadn’t expected Ji Ya to expose his past like this! What if Yi Xian’er thought he was a scumbag and refused to be his friend? She was his only soulmate in the future!

“It’s all a misunderstanding. There’s nothing to talk about.”

His relationship with Instructor Yu Xuan was indeed a misunderstanding, a series of unfortunate events leading to their current awkward situation. It felt strange, neither purely teacher-student nor romantic, yet more intimate than either.

As for his cousins, they had forced themselves on him under their family’s orders, and he had simply taken responsibility, though he did care about them.

“What kind of misunderstanding? I’d like to experience that kind of misunderstanding.”

“I’m curious too.”

“Oh, it’s hard to explain. Let’s just sleep. My life depends on it.”

He abruptly closed his eyes, pretending to fall asleep, a small bubble escaping his nose.

They exchanged glances, realizing he wasn’t going to talk.

— It seems there’s even more competition this time.

They snuggled closer to him, then drifted off to sleep.

They slept soundly that night.

…

He woke up the next morning to find them still asleep, each holding one of his arms. The slightest movement brought him into contact with their soft, supple curves.

Yi Xian’er’s conservative pajamas had somehow come undone, revealing her ample bosom, rising and falling with each breath, a sight that was difficult to tear his eyes away from.

Ji Ya had discarded her sheer robe, leaving only her strapless dress. From his angle, he had a clear view of her cleavage, even a glimpse of her rosy peaks.

He quickly averted his gaze, trying to extract his arms, but their grip tightened in their sleep.

— Fine, I’ll take a nap.

…

When he woke up again, they were already awake. He changed, washed up, and left Ji Ya’s bedroom. In the dining hall, he found Aunt Mu and the twin bodyguards already present.

“Come have breakfast, Little Brother Yan Zhen.”

“We were just about to wake you.”

He greeted them politely, then sat down, grabbing a steamed bun.

“Let’s go out for a walk after breakfast, Little Brother Yan Zhen.”

“I’ll come too.”

He agreed, but inwardly, he knew it wouldn’t happen. Trouble was coming.

As expected, before they could leave, a servant arrived with a report.

“Head Shopkeeper, the Second and Third Shopkeepers have arrived with their entourage. They claim to have found a Pill Master who can cure your illness.”

Chapter 11: The Two Women Form an Alliance

As Yan Zhen’s “good sister,” Ji Ya had met many Mystic Saints in her previous life, including Yi Xian’er, who would eventually reach that realm. However, most were merely acquaintances. The ones she was truly familiar with were his two “younger sisters” and Chen Xi.

More importantly, most Mystic Saints didn’t reside within the Seven Continents of the Mystic Heaven Realm. They were concentrated on the Eighth Continent, the gateway to the Outer World.

There were very few Mystic Saints in the entire Jia Lan(Azure Lotus) Continent. How could Yi Xian’er possibly know one?

“You’re quite the joker, Little Sister Xian’er. Did you perhaps receive a Mystic Saint’s inheritance in a dream?”

“No, she told me herself.”

Ji Ya’s eyebrow twitched.

“Oh? Who is this Mystic Saint? Are there any records of her?”

The birth of a Mystic Saint was a momentous occasion, usually recorded in historical texts.

In such and such year, such and such month, such and such Saint achieved Sainthood. Even if they chose to remain anonymous, there would be a record of their existence.

Yi Xian’er stared at her, her voice calm and steady. “She’s Yan Zhen’s master.”

Huh? Ji Ya was stunned, her composure momentarily shattered. Her mind raced. “You… You know Little Brother Yan Zhen’s master?”

“You know her too. Instructor Chen Xi.”

Ji Ya abruptly stood up, her eyes wide with shock.

“How… How do you–”

“I have my past life’s memories, just like you.” Yi Xian’er’s voice was calm. “I’m the Queen of a Thousand Yins. You recognize me now, don’t you, Sister Ji Ya?”

“You… You’re reborn too?!”

She was utterly astonished.

Even when she saw the intimate relationship between Instructor Yu Xuan and Yan Zhen in Silver Moon City, she had simply assumed it was a deviation in the timeline caused by her rebirth. She hadn’t considered the possibility of others also being reborn.

Could it be that Instructor Yu Xuan and the others were treating him differently because they had also been reborn?

“Did you think you were the only one, Sister Ji Ya?”

“Well, well, Little Sister Xian’er, who would have thought such an inconceivable thing could happen more than once?”

Rebirth involved time, causality, and fate, concepts that only Emperor realm experts could comprehend.

They had witnessed Yan Zhen manipulating time, but only simple acceleration, pausing, and rewinding.

Causality and fate, however, were fundamental forces governing the world, existing only in legends and speculation, never recorded in history.

“So, you deliberately revealed the medicinal bath recipe to Little Brother Yan Zhen to sabotage me?”

Ji Ya steered the conversation back to the main issue.

Yi Xian’er’s expression remained neutral. “Not at all. I simply wanted to remind you, Sister Ji Ya, that it’s not good to be greedy.”

“Oh? What do you mean, Little Sister Xian’er?”

She couldn’t decipher Yi Xian’er’s intentions.

The Queen of a Thousand Yins was not to be underestimated, even in her current weakened state.

Likewise, Yi Xian’er was no pushover. She had managed to control the vast Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce with just her Mystic Master cultivation. Her true capabilities were undeniable.

“I’ll help you, and you’ll help me. We form an alliance.”

“Heh heh,” Ji Ya chuckled, her tone insincere. “You make it sound so nice, Little Sister Xian’er. You come here to cause trouble, and you call it ‘helping’? I’m not stupid~”

“Not causing trouble is helping.”

“Are you threatening me? That won’t work. You can try to sabotage me all you want, but I’ll still perform dual cultivation with Little Brother Yan Zhen. For the next month, he’ll be filling me up every day, while you, his assistant, can only watch from the sidelines~”

She smirked, her chin resting on her hand, her voice laced with pride.

“I have a ‘cauldron physique,’ you know? I’m probably even more fertile than that Serpent Queen. As long as I don’t refine his… essence, getting pregnant is child’s play.”

Yi Xian’er felt a pang of jealousy. She was a Yin Body, incompatible with his Yang Body. By the time she developed the Yin-Yang Unity technique, it had been too late.

In contrast, Ji Ya’s cauldron physique offered numerous advantages. Not only could she enhance his cultivation through dual cultivation, but she could also easily conceive his children.

“You’re being too optimistic, Sister Ji Ya. Dual cultivation is a form of cultivation, not ordinary intercourse. It’s highly unlikely you’ll get pregnant.”

“You’re so naive, Little Sister Xian’er.” Ji Ya giggled. “After the dual cultivation treatment, I’ll just sit on his lap and… bounce a little. Problem solved~”

Yi Xian’er scoffed. “You’re delusional. A cauldron physique is incredibly sensitive. It’s debatable whether you’ll even survive the treatment, let alone have the energy for anything afterwards.”

Her words struck a nerve.

She knew how powerful he was. Even his two “younger sisters,” both Ninth Star Mystic Saints, combined were no match for him. On the day after their wedding, they had emerged from their room with trembling legs, their gait unsteady.

A cauldron physique was normally quite formidable, perhaps on par with Yan Ruyu’s level. But once “opened,” its offensive and defensive capabilities plummeted, leaving the woman vulnerable, reduced to a helpless piece of meat, similar to Yan Meng’er.

In her “spring dreams,” she had unknowingly “opened” her cauldron during the treatment, leading to a… thorough ravishing. She had even been forced to call for Aunt Mu and her twin bodyguards, barely managing to achieve victory with a four-on-one battle.

But she couldn’t do that in reality. The twin bodyguards, semi-puppets loyal to the death, were one thing. But Aunt Mu was an elder! Having her kneel before him, serving him… It was unthinkable!

“Can you… help me, Little Sister Xian’er?”

“Helping you is helping myself.” Yi Xian’er’s voice was calm. “I’m his assistant now. I can help him deal with you, or I can help you handle him.”

Ji Ya fell silent, considering the pros and cons.

“Is that all? Just… helping?”

“Of course not. We’ll form an alliance, working together to counter any other women who might also be reborn, especially that snake woman from the Water City.”

Ji Ya chuckled inwardly. Everyone knew about Yi Xian’er’s feud with the Serpent Queen. She hadn’t expected their animosity to persist even before their conflict had occurred in this timeline.

Holding onto grudges like this only created opportunities for others. How foolish.

If it were her, she would try to win over as many “sisters” as possible, securing the dominant position in the “harem,” becoming the de facto head wife, even if she wasn’t officially recognized as such.

“Since you’re so sincere, Little Sister Xian’er, I can’t refuse. Let’s form an alliance.”

“It’s settled then.”

“Of course.”

They had finally reached a mutually beneficial agreement.

“As for the medicinal bath recipe, you have a plan, right, Sister Ji Ya?”

“I’ll just say we can’t find the ingredients.”

“Then let’s proceed with this plan for now. I trust you’ll honor our agreement, Sister Ji Ya.”

“I always keep my promises. I expect the same from you, Little Sister Xian’er.”

“Heeheehee.”

“Hohohoho.”

Both women laughed, their laughter chilling.

Chapter 10: But the Beautiful Sect Master Saw Through Everything

When he arrived at the dining hall with Ji Ya, he found Yi Xian’er already seated there, her beautiful face as calm as a frozen lake, her emotions unreadable.

She was wearing a pale yellow pajama top. Her neckline was still modest, her long legs crossed, her toes hooked on her sandals, her posture relaxed yet hinting at a future queenly aura.

He couldn’t figure her out.

She came from a single-parent household, her mother having passed away early. She had always been independent and strong-willed. She wouldn’t cling to him just because he had touched her a few times.

She hadn’t acted this way in the script either. There had to be a reason for her behavior.

Could it be that she was trying to extort him after hearing about his potential marriage into the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce? But that hadn’t even happened yet! If she wanted to extort him, she should wait until it was official.

Love at first sight?

That didn’t seem right either. After what he had done to her, only a masochist or a nymphomaniac would fall for him at first sight.

So what was it?

“Sorry to keep you waiting, Little Sister Xian’er.” Ji Ya greeted her, her voice as sweet and seductive as ever, even when addressing another woman. “Little Brother Yan Zhen and I were… playing in the bath, and we lost track of time.”

Yi Xian’er’s eyebrow twitched. Ji Ya was clearly doing this on purpose.

— Not only sharing a room, but also bathing together?!

“It’s fine. I’m not that hungry anyway.” She pretended to be unconcerned. “But why did you bathe with Yan Zhen, Sister Ji Ya? You two don’t seem that close.”

“That’s precisely why we need to get to know each other better.” Ji Ya smiled faintly. “Little Brother Yan Zhen and I will be performing dual cultivation treatment soon. We need to get used to each other’s bodies beforehand, so we won’t be awkward during the actual treatment… Right, Little Brother Yan Zhen?”

“Ahem, right.”

His face was flushed, recalling their… activities in the bathroom.

Yi Xian’er instantly understood. They had done more than just bathe together. Ji Ya must have… done things to him.

She had to intervene.

“Actually, Sister Ji Ya, your illness doesn’t necessarily require actual dual cultivation. There’s an alternative method.”

“Yes, Little Brother Yan Zhen told me about it. Using a medicinal bath, right? Unfortunately, we don’t have the recipe.”

“I have it.”

Ji Ya’s expression shifted slightly. She turned to Yan Zhen, who frowned.

“Didn’t you say you didn’t know?”

“I forgot. I remember now.”

She retrieved a piece of paper from her bosom, tossing it onto the table.

He unfolded the paper. On the left side was a list of dozens of ingredients, and on the right side were detailed instructions for preparation. It looked quite credible.

However, Ji Ya questioned her. “Little Sister Xian’er, this recipe is so complex. Are you sure you haven’t made a mistake? I only have one life. I don’t want to be your guinea pig~”

He frowned. He couldn’t verify the recipe’s accuracy.

Yi Xian’er was only a Tier 1 Pill Master. Neither Ji Ya nor he was confident in her skills.

The slightest error could be fatal for Ji Ya. He couldn’t let her take that risk.

Yi Xian’er, anticipating this reaction, suggested, “Yan Zhen must have a skilled master, right? Why don’t you ask her?”

He nodded. “I’ll contact my master after dinner and ask her.”

Ji Ya agreed, inwardly scoffing. She wouldn’t use this method regardless of its authenticity.

She had glanced at the recipe. It included several Tier 4 and Tier 5 ingredients. They weren’t particularly expensive, but they were quite rare. She would simply claim they couldn’t obtain them, and there wasn’t enough time to gather them.

Hmph, even the Queen of a Thousand Yins can’t stop me from getting closer to Little Brother Yan Zhen~

…

The servants arrived, carrying dishes laden with food. Aunt Mu and the twin bodyguards, clad in their pajamas, also appeared.

After dinner, Yan Zhen returned to his room, entering the crystal space to consult with his Beautiful Sect Master, leaving the two women alone.

…

On the altar, Chen Xi, dressed in her black dress, her hair silver, continued meditating, her beauty ethereal, her aura otherworldly.

Sensing her beloved disciple’s presence, she slowly opened her eyes, a gentle smile gracing her lips.

“What is it, Zhen’er?”

He sat down before her, his voice filled with excitement. “Master, I obtained the Evil Scale Fire Crystals produced by the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire! Look!”

He presented the five scale-like, gray, translucent crystals.

She picked one up, examining it. She nodded. “These are indeed Evil Scale Fire Crystals. With these, I can refine talismans that can detect the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire, making our search much easier.”

“That’s great!”

“Refining these talismans requires several rare materials, Zhen’er. You’re at the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce’s headquarters now, right?”

“Yes.”

“Then there’s no problem. Those materials might be rare, but with your current status in the eyes of the Head Shopkeeper, you should be able to obtain them easily.”

He scratched his head, unsure how to respond.

The “status” she described wasn’t his actual status.

He then moved on to another topic. “Oh, Master, I also found a recipe for the medicinal bath! Look!”

He respectfully presented the piece of paper.

She frowned slightly, taking the paper and unfolding it, quickly scanning its contents. Surprise filled her.

“Where did you find this recipe, Zhen’er?”

He wouldn’t hide anything from his beloved master. “A friend gave it to me.”

“A friend?” She raised an eyebrow. “Male or female? What’s their name? How long have you known them?”

“Uh, it’s a girl. Her name is Yi Xian’er. We just met recently. She’s the one with the Extreme Flame aura. She also gave me the Evil Scale Fire Crystals.” He slightly altered the truth to maintain his good image in her eyes.

Yi Xian’er? A friend? Gave you the Evil Scale Fire Crystals?

She was confused.

Wasn’t he supposed to have taken them? They didn’t even know each other. Why would she give him something so valuable? If she remembered correctly, he and Yi Xian’er wouldn’t become friends until after the treatment, when she suggested he seek her out for guidance.

How had they become friends so quickly?

“Master, is this recipe real? Are there any errors?”

She examined the recipe again. The listed ingredients and preparation steps were all accurate. Substitutes were even provided for rare and hard-to-find ingredients. The steps had also been adjusted to accommodate his current cultivation level. It was incredibly thoughtful and well-prepared.

— Wait, something’s not right!

She suddenly realized the problem with this recipe.

This… This wasn’t the ancient medicinal bath recipe! It was the modified recipe she had created in her previous life!

She and Yi Xian’er had developed the Yin-Yang Unity technique together. To allow ordinary couples to practice it without actual intercourse, they had specifically modified the medicinal bath recipe.

Besides her, only Yi Xian’er should know about this modified recipe.

Not the current Yi Xian’er, but the Yi Xian’er from her previous life!

Could it be…

A bold hypothesis formed in her mind.

This would explain why Yi Xian’er had become his friend so quickly and even given him the valuable Evil Scale Fire Crystals.

But why had Yi Xian’er also… Perhaps it wasn’t just her?

An even bolder thought crossed her mind!

— No way…

“Master? Master!”

His voice snapped her out of her thoughts. She shook her head regretfully.

“This recipe is theoretically sound, but I can’t guarantee there won’t be any complications in practice.”

“Huh?”

Seeing his disappointment, she asked, “You don’t want to perform dual cultivation with the Head Shopkeeper, Zhen’er?”

He sighed. “It’s not that I don’t want to, but… it feels strange. And it’s unfair to Sister Ji Ya. She’s already suffering from her illness. Now she has to lose her purity to save her life. It’s too much.”

“Sister Ji Ya?” She caught the key phrase, her eyes narrowing. “You’re that close already?”

He realized his slip of the tongue, quickly backpedaling. “S-she asked me to call her that. She said it would make us feel closer, less awkward during dual cultivation, heehee.”

She stared at him intently.

“Be honest, Zhen’er. How does she treat you? Isn’t she overly affectionate, not at all like someone you’ve just met? And she doesn’t mind performing dual cultivation with you at all. Am I right?”

“You… You know, Master?”

He was mortified.

To persuade her to reveal the medicinal bath recipe, he had claimed Ji Ya was extremely reluctant to perform dual cultivation.

His lie had been exposed. Even with his thick skin, he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed, his toes curling.

— It seems I was right.

Her eyes narrowed, a knowing glint in them.

So, that girl was using her illness to secure a relationship with her precious disciple. Even if she revealed the medicinal bath recipe, Ji Ya would likely find excuses to reject it.

— Cunning girl.

This meant both Yi Xian’er and Ji Ya had been reborn, just like her, and they were both taking advantage of their foreknowledge to win Yan Zhen’s heart.

Yi Xian’er had revealed the recipe to prevent Ji Ya from getting ahead.

— But Xian’er doesn’t seem to have any animosity towards Ji Ya. She only has issues with the Serpent Queen, one of my future daughters-in-law. Nothing to worry about.

It seemed she didn’t need to do anything. She would just pretend to be unaware.

Even if the truth came out later, her precious disciple wouldn’t blame her.

Ahem, how convenient.

“Zhen’er, don’t overthink it. Since she’s willing, just proceed with the safest method, actual dual cultivation.” She advised him. “We can explore other options later, if the opportunity arises.”

“But Master, even with dual cultivation, I’m not confident.” He ran a hand through his hair, his expression troubled. “Sister Ji Ya’s life is at stake. What if I mess up and can’t cure her?”

“The treatment is indeed quite complex. You need to maintain control during dual cultivation, using her body as a cauldron, her accumulated medicinal energy as the main ingredient, supplemented by other herbs, to refine a new pill. It’s demanding on your cultivation, stamina, and Spiritual Power.”

She pondered for a moment, then smiled.

“How about this? You can practice on me first, Zhen’er. Once you’re familiar with the process, you can proceed with her treatment. What do you say?”

“Huh?”

Practice on her? Wouldn’t that mean… dual cultivation with her?

He blushed, his voice hesitant. “Isn’t that… a bit inappropriate, Master?”

“What’s inappropriate about it?” She seemed unconcerned. “I told you, I’ll do anything for your cultivation, Zhen’er… This can be considered a form of training for a Mystic Refiner.”

She clapped her hands, and the ground beneath them rose, transforming into a stone bed. Curtains, blankets, and pillows appeared, turning the simple bed into a luxurious couch.

“Come, Zhen’er. Treat me as the Head Shopkeeper and practice the dual cultivation treatment method.”

“Master…”

The air grew thick with anticipation as their clothes fell away, their bodies entwining.

She guided him, instructing him on how to control his Mystic Power, how to form hand seals, how to adjust his position, how to balance strength and gentleness, even when to… release.

He followed her instructions diligently.

…

Outside, the two women continued their silent standoff.

Yi Xian’er wasn’t intentionally targeting Ji Ya.

She had guessed that Ji Ya, like her, had been reborn and was using her foreknowledge to win Yan Zhen’s heart.

She understood Ji Ya’s feelings. She wouldn’t prevent any worthy woman from approaching him, except for that snake-wielding woman from the Water City.

He didn’t even like that Serpent Queen. She had simply gotten pregnant with his child, and he, out of a sense of responsibility, had been forced to marry her.

In her previous life, losing to that woman had been her greatest regret. This time, she wouldn’t repeat her mistake!

She didn’t harbor much animosity towards Ji Ya. Instead of being rivals, she wanted to form an alliance, to keep him away from that snake woman.

Her attempt to hinder Ji Ya with the medicinal bath recipe was simply a tactic to gain the upper hand in their potential alliance, a habit she had developed during her years as the Queen of a Thousand Yins.

“Are you worried, Sister Ji Ya? You haven’t looked well since earlier.”

“Heehee, not at all. I’m just curious about Little Brother Yan Zhen’s master. She’s so mysterious.” Ji Ya’s eyes narrowed, her vixen aura unmistakable. “Where did you get the medicinal bath recipe, Little Sister Xian’er? Even the Tier 4 and Tier 5 Pill Masters I know haven’t heard of it.”

“To be honest, I obtained it from a Mystic Saint.” Her words were shocking.

“A Mystic Saint?”

Ji Ya froze, the image of Chen Xi’s stunning beauty flashing through her mind.

Chapter 8-9: Stay Strong, We Can Win!

Behind the screen, Yan Zhen stood with his arms outstretched, his face flushed as he endured his “older sister’s” ministrations.

Towering over him in her red qipao, black stockings, and crystal high heels, the beautiful Head Shopkeeper leaned closer, her stunning face inches from his, her delicate hands slowly undoing his belt.

Her posture accentuated the curves of her already form-fitting qipao, the neckline straining against her ample bosom, the skirt stretched taut over her shapely hips. She was incredibly alluring.

He should avert his gaze, to maintain his composure and stay in character.

But this time was different.

For the treatment to proceed smoothly, he had to get used to her charm, to being physically close to her.

With that in mind, he suppressed his desire, his eyes fixed on her.

This wasn’t his first time enjoying such a service.

His Beautiful Sect Master had been the first. She had simply grabbed his belt and tossed him into the medicinal bath.

Then there was Instructor Yu Xuan, who had gently undressed him and cared for him after he injured his arm.

Later, during their “rice bowl” sessions, Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu would also help him remove his pajamas, even adding some playful touches, their lips tugging at the edges of his shirt before showering him with kisses.

Ji Ya’s approach was different.

It wasn’t as casual as his Beautiful Sect Master’s, nor as gentle as Instructor Yu Xuan’s, nor filled with the adoration and eagerness of his cousins. There was a hint of shyness and nervousness, like a newlywed couple on their wedding night, revealing themselves to each other for the first time.

As the Head Shopkeeper of the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce, wielding immense wealth and influence, she possessed a strength of character that surpassed ordinary women.

But she was still an unmarried woman, helping a “younger brother” she had just met undress. Her shyness was inevitable.

A faint blush colored her cheeks, softening her usual mature allure, replaced by a youthful innocence. She was breathtaking.

Seeing her shyness, his heart calmed, a gentle smile gracing his lips.

Until only his last garment remained, and his calm shattered.

“Sister Ji Ya…”

“Don’t move, Little Brother~”

She pursed her lips, her hands pulling at his boxers, her clear eyes widening as they reflected the sight of his… dragon.

She blinked, her throat tightening involuntarily. She felt a flicker of fear.

— It’s… quite fierce, just like my little sister said. But where’s the dragon mark?

Driven by curiosity, she boldly reached out, her delicate fingers gently squeezing and prodding, examining it from all angles. There was no dragon mark, but it was growing increasingly… imposing and hot beneath her touch.

“Sister Ji Ya, d-don’t do that~”

His voice was strained, his embarrassment evident.

She quickly released him, her gaze meeting his. He was flushed, his breathing heavy. She apologized.

“Sorry, Little Brother Yan Zhen. It’s my first time seeing… this, so I couldn’t help but… take a closer look…”

It wasn’t actually her first time. She had accidentally glimpsed it during his treatment in her previous life, but her memory was hazy.

“O-okay.” He didn’t know how to respond. “I’ll… get in the bath then.”

“Wait.”

She stopped him, a playful smile curving her lips. “Don’t you want to watch Older Sister undress, Little Brother Yan Zhen?”

“Uh, no thanks!”

He quickly shook his head, then jumped into the bath, sinking beneath the water like a zombie.

She burst into laughter.

Seeing him resurface, his back still turned towards her, she smirked, then removed her fur stole. She unfastened the buttons and clasps of her qipao, slipping her arms out of the sleeves, letting the garment slide down her body.

Her crystal high heels rested neatly beside her feet. Only her black stockings remained, clinging to her long, slender legs. The lacy thong did little to conceal her shapely bottom, and the red lace bra couldn’t contain her ample bosom. The contrast between the red fabric and her fair skin was incredibly alluring.

She ran a hand through her hair, placing her other hand on her slender waist, her voice a seductive purr.

“Little Brother Yan Zhen, can you turn around?”

“What?”

He hesitantly turned, his eyes widening as he took in her appearance. 

She gazed at him, her expression a mixture of shyness and anticipation. “Take a good look, Little Brother. How do you like my… undergarments? I designed them based on your preferences~”

He quickly turned away, covering his nose, his voice a strained squeak. “They look great! Really great!”

“Are you sure? Why did you turn away so quickly? Don’t lie to Older Sister.”

— I turned away because they look too good! Black stockings and a thong? That’s a lethal combination! How can I possibly resist?

He felt a surge of frustration.

He ignored her, chanting the Original Pure Heart Mantra to calm his “dragon.”

Older Sister is a temptress! Three times!

“Little Brother Yan Zhen, why aren’t you saying anything?”

Her voice drew closer, followed by the sound of splashing water. Then, she was behind him, her lips nearly touching his ear.

“Am I that scary?”

Feeling his “dragon” calming down slightly, he turned to face her.

The bathwater wasn’t deep, reaching only their waists. She had removed her undergarments and stockings, her naked body on full display, her lower body concealed by the floating rose petals, but her upper body completely visible to him.

She rested her chin on one hand, her other hand supporting her elbow, her hair cascading down, partially covering her breasts, her beauty breathtaking.

His gaze traveled upwards, past her delicate collarbone and swan-like neck, landing on her alluring face, her eyes gazing at him with a seductive intensity.

His heart pounded.

In terms of beauty and figure, she might be slightly inferior to his Beautiful Sect Master, but in terms of allure, she was undoubtedly the best in the world.

She stroked his head, chuckling. “You can’t be shy, Little Brother. We still have to do some… intimate things.”

He swallowed. “Intimate things?”

“How about we start with a hug? Hugs are the best way to get closer.”

She reached out, her arms wrapping around his waist, her body pressing against his.

He felt her soft, supple curves against his chest, his breath catching in his throat. The angel and devil within him argued once more.

Angelic Yan Zhen: Stay strong, we can win!

Demonic Yan Zhen: You’re wrong, it’s “stay close, we can sin!”

True Yan Zhen: Stop arguing! Let’s have a body-wide vote!

Yan Zhen’s Dragon: We can sin! o(▼皿▼メ;)o (Unsheathes Crescent Blade)

And so…

Yan Zhen’s Brain: We can sin! ▄██●

Yan Zhen’s Limbs: We can sin! ▄██●

Yan Zhen’s Heart: We can sin! ▄██●

True Yan Zhen: Uh…

Chapter 7: Eating and Sleeping Together

Thus, when the Sky Skiff departed from Green Water Town, there was an additional passenger.

Yi Xian’er joined them in the back seat, sandwiching Yan Zhen between herself and Ji Ya.

Ji Ya was inwardly displeased. This was supposed to be a private trip for her and Yan Zhen, but Yi Xian’er’s presence disrupted her plans.

Although she didn’t recall when he had met Yi Xian’er in her previous life, she was certain that Yi Xian’er hadn’t been present during their dual cultivation treatment at headquarters.

She didn’t mind the other deviations from her past life, but this… This was unacceptable.

Because it concerned her future happiness.

With Yi Xian’er present, Ji Ya couldn’t be too affectionate with Yan Zhen, and Yi Xian’er naturally wouldn’t display her clingy side either.

Although the three of them sat together in the back seat, they maintained a subtle distance.

Yan Zhen felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, worried that Ji Ya might be upset about the extra passenger and also concerned that Yi Xian’er might expose his earlier… misconduct.

Yi Xian’er, on the other hand, was puzzled.

In her previous life, Yan Zhen and Ji Ya hadn’t performed actual dual cultivation, opting for the medicinal bath method instead. Why didn’t they know about it now? Had Chen Xi not told him?

She actually knew the recipe. This medicinal bath was also applicable to the Yin-Yang Unity technique, and the one who had provided the recipe was Chen Xi herself.

However, she hadn’t been involved in Ji Ya’s treatment in her past life, so she pretended to be unaware for now.

Ji Ya’s behavior was also strange. She seemed to have developed feelings for Yan Zhen.

Logically, this shouldn’t be possible. Their status and age gap were significant. She was a mature woman, while he was still a naive boy.

But Yi Xian’er noticed that Ji Ya’s gaze towards him was identical to her past life.

It appeared gentle and doting, yet beneath the surface lay a hint of passion and longing.

She wanted to possess him, to be possessed by him, yearning to close the seemingly insurmountable distance between them.

Yi Xian’er recognized this because she felt the same way.

Their feelings had blossomed too early, just like her own.

At this time in her previous life, she had still been fantasizing about chopping off his hand for groping her. Now, she was willingly throwing herself at him.

Because she had been reborn, she desired a deeper connection with him. That’s why she was acting this way.

Could it be that Ji Ya had also–

““……””

Each of them lost in their own thoughts.

Aunt Mu, ignoring their internal struggles, focused on piloting the Sky Skiff.

…

As dusk approached, they finally arrived at the Royal Capital of the Sunward Kingdom, the ancient city of Sunbeam.

Unlike other nations, the Sunward Kingdom’s ruler was merely a figurehead. True power resided within three factions.

The Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce was one of them.

Therefore, Ji Ya’s private skiff flew directly into Sunbeam City, unimpeded by the city guards.

Yan Zhen gazed out the window, taking in the sprawling city, its prosperity far exceeding that of both Martial Tang City and Silver Moon City.

Amidst the orderly rows of buildings stood a magnificent tower, nearly a hundred meters tall, emblazoned with the words “Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce.”

The Sky Skiff circled above the headquarters, then descended, landing smoothly in a courtyard.

This was Ji Ya’s private residence, located deep within the inner compound, its surroundings serene and elegant, tastefully decorated. Only she, her twin bodyguards, Aunt Mu, and a few servants resided here.

They disembarked, and Ji Ya spoke.

“I apologize, Little Sister Xian’er, but my residence wasn’t designed for guests. There are no spare rooms. You’ll have to make do with a servant’s quarters.”

Yi Xian’er didn’t mind where she stayed, but she was bothered by Ji Ya’s wording.

“What about Yan Zhen?”

Ji Ya took Yan Zhen’s hand, her smile unconcerned. “Little Brother Yan Zhen will be sharing a room with me.”

Yi Xian’er’s eyes narrowed, her displeasure evident.

Even Yan Zhen was surprised. “Sister Ji Ya, isn’t that a bit… inappropriate?”

She chided him playfully. “Little Brother Yan Zhen, have you forgotten? I told you we need to spend a few days together, getting used to physical contact, to avoid any… mishaps during the actual dual cultivation… Sharing a room is the best way to achieve that.”

Not just sharing a room, but also eating and sleeping together?

Yi Xian’er’s eyes widened. She hadn’t expected Ji Ya to be so bold. She glanced at Yan Zhen, who scratched his head.

“Well, you have a point… Okay.”

Since the treatment in the script didn’t involve actual dual cultivation, he was a bit apprehensive, afraid of unforeseen complications. He didn’t want to fail his mission or harm Ji Ya.

“Yan Zhen?”

He squirmed under Yi Xian’er’s intense gaze. “There’s no other way.”

Ji Ya smiled, taking his arm, waving at Yi Xian’er. “Well, Older Sister is taking Little Brother Yan Zhen to our room now. You can choose a room you like with the servants. See you at dinner, Little Sister Xian’er~”

She led him away, followed by her twin bodyguards and Aunt Mu, leaving Yi Xian’er standing there, speechless.

…

It wasn’t his first time entering a woman’s bedroom, but it was the first time he had seen such a luxurious and elegant decor.

From the windows and doors to the carpets, from the furniture to the ornaments, everything exuded sophistication and refinement, yet without being overly extravagant. It reflected Ji Ya’s personal style perfectly.

“What do you think, Little Brother Yan Zhen? Do you like it? If you have any suggestions, I can have it redecorated immediately.”

“No need, it’s perfect. After all, it’s your room, Sister Ji Ya.”

“You’re so sweet~”

“But it’s a bit… big. Don’t you feel lonely living here alone?”

“Not anymore. Now I have you, Little Brother Yan Zhen.”

She gazed at him with such affection that his face burned.

She giggled. “I’m just teasing you. Let’s take a bath. I’ll show you the bathroom.”

…

The bathroom, located behind her bedroom, was even larger than the one Mi Xue’er had built, though it didn’t have a separate changing room.

The bath was already filled with hot water, rose petals floating on the surface, their fragrance intoxicating.

Taking a petal bath as a grown man was a bit embarrassing, but a new experience wouldn’t hurt… He felt a surge of excitement. “I-I’ll go first then, Sister Ji Ya?”

She shook her head.

“What are you talking about, Little Brother Yan Zhen? We’re bathing together.”

“Huh?”

“Don’t be silly. Actual dual cultivation is far more intimate than bathing together. If you can’t even handle this, how can we possibly proceed? You’re already this awkward with clothes on. Imagine what it will be like when we’re both naked!”

“But…”

“No buts! I’m actually quite shy too, you know?” She bit her lip, leaning closer, her voice a soft plea. “Don’t make things difficult for Older Sister, okay?”

He couldn’t resist her gentle persuasion, his face flushing as he nodded.

Her smile returned.

“I’ll help you undress then. Raise your arms.”

 

Chapter 6: Assistant Yi Xian’er

“I really can’t take responsibility for you.”

He hadn’t slept with her, so what responsibility was there to take? Besides, it wasn’t in the script! Improvising wasn’t a good idea!

But seeing her stubborn expression, he felt obligated to explain.

“To be honest, I… I might become the live-in son-in-law of the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce soon.”

“What?!” She frowned, her eyes wide with surprise. “Live-in son-in-law?”

“Yes. You know how the Head Shopkeeper of the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce is suffering from a strange illness, right? Countless doctors have failed to cure her, but I can. The treatment involves… intimate dual cultivation. You understand what that means, right?”

He puffed out his chest, feigning pride.

“It means I’ll become her man, the master of the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce! Beauty and wealth, all in one go! I’m warning you, don’t try to sabotage me~”

His performance was convincing. If she hadn’t known the truth about his relationship with Ji Ya, she might have actually believed him.

“There’s no treatment that requires actual dual cultivation.” She snorted. “I’ve heard about Head Shopkeeper Ji’s illness. It’s true that dual cultivation with a Pill Master who possesses an Extreme Flame is the only cure. But it doesn’t have to be… intimate. You just need to prepare a medicinal bath. Both parties enter the bath, palms facing each other, and it simulates the energy circulation of dual cultivation.”

What?! He was stunned. She knows about that method?

“How did you know?”

She blinked. “I read about it in an ancient text. I was planning to propose this method to Head Shopkeeper Ji in exchange for some money.”

His eyes lit up.

Just when I thought there was no hope, a solution appears!

The recipe he couldn’t obtain from his Beautiful Sect Master was actually in Yi Xian’er’s possession!

Is this protagonist luck? Hell yeah!

He hugged her excitedly.

“Come with me! I’ll take care of you from now on! Oh, by the way, I haven’t introduced myself. I’m Yan Zhen! ‘Yan’ as in ‘flame,’ ‘Zhen’ as in ‘pure’! I don’t smoke or drink! I’m a model student!”

She was caught off guard by his embrace, her cheeks flushing. She was still naked, after all.

…

He led her out of the clinic, retracing their steps to the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce. He claimed his task reward along the way.

[Special Trump Card – You Wouldn’t Want…]

[Wife-Conquering Card. Upon activation, married women, or women with “wife” attributes, will completely obey Host’s commands for a short period.]

[Note: Effect is enhanced when combined with ‘Special Trump Card – Overlord’s Aura’. ]

— Hold on, System, isn’t this card a bit… inappropriate for the protagonist?

[Host, you misunderstand. A true protagonist must be adaptable and resourceful.]

— But I’m a pure and innocent child! This card doesn’t suit me at all!

[Ding! System scan indicates Host is not a pure and innocent child.]

— H-how dare you slander me!

As he argued with the system, he saw Ji Ya descending the stairs with her twin bodyguards, her appearance drawing the attention of many guests.

“Sister Ji Ya.”

He pushed through the crowd, approaching her.

She seemed relieved to see him, taking his hands, her voice laced with playful reproach. “Little Brother Yan Zhen, where have you been? I haven’t seen you all morning.”

He chuckled nervously. “I went for a walk.”

“And who is this young lady?” She tilted her head, her gaze curious as she looked past him at Yi Xian’er.

Yi Xian’er had changed into a cream-colored dress. Somehow, she had concealed her ample bosom, her neckline only showing a slight curve. A pale green sash cinched her waist, emphasizing her slenderness, making her appear taller.

She looked like a delicate, fragile beauty. But beneath her clothes lay a surprising… abundance.

Of course, the only one who had enjoyed this surprise, both in her past life and now, was Yan Zhen.

Her expression was neutral, her gaze indifferent, a stark contrast to her demeanor when they were alone in her room. It was as if her smile was reserved solely for him.

Ji Ya felt like she had seen this girl before.

“She… She’s…”

He hesitated, unsure how to explain. Yi Xian’er stepped forward, introducing herself.

“Hello, Sister Ji Ya. I’m Yi Xian’er.”

Yi Xian’er? Ji Ya froze, then a more familiar name surfaced in her mind: Queen of a Thousand Yins!

— This girl is the Queen of a Thousand Yins?! Wait, why is she here? Did she already know Little Brother Yan Zhen at this time?

“Little Brother Yan Zhen, you know her?”

He felt a twinge of guilt. “Uh, we just met. She’s a Pill Master, and quite skilled. She said she could be my assistant, to help you with your treatment, Sister Ji Ya.”

Yi Xian’er nodded, confirming his words.

“I’m one of the only two Pill Masters in Green Water Town. I’ve heard about Head Shopkeeper Ji’s illness. If you don’t mind, I’d like to participate in the treatment.”

Ji Ya suddenly felt a sense of unease. She pulled Yan Zhen aside, her voice hushed.

“Did you tell her about the treatment method, Little Brother Yan Zhen?”

He shook his head quickly. “No, she already knew. And she even knows the method that doesn’t require… intimate dual cultivation.”

“What?!” She nearly gasped, her heart leaping into her throat. “Is she really that skilled? She doesn’t look like it.”

“She’s alright.” He shrugged, his tone slightly dismissive. “I know about that method too. Using a medicinal bath instead of actual dual cultivation. But knowing the method is useless without the recipe. Without the recipe, we’re stuck.”

Huh? She blinked. “So… we still have to perform dual cultivation?”

He sighed. “Yes.”

Yi Xian’er’s claim of knowing the alternative method had initially excited him. But it turned out she didn’t know the recipe, rendering her knowledge useless. He had been so frustrated that he had almost considered stripping her naked again and… doing things to her.

Ji Ya was relieved.

She could have easily used other excuses to reject the alternative method, but not having it as an option was the best outcome.

She was just puzzled by his lack of knowledge.

Had Chen Xi withheld the information because she had sensed her willingness to perform dual cultivation?

Regardless, she needed to secure their relationship and their status first. In this life, she wouldn’t let him slip away.

“Then is there even a need for her help?”

Absolutely not, he wanted to say, but that would prompt Yi Xian’er to expose his earlier behavior.

She had actually recorded him groping her! She was indeed as cunning as described in the script!

“It can’t hurt to have an extra hand. If something unexpected happens, it might be helpful.”

Chapter 5: Yi Xian’er: From Now On, I’m Yours

As he hesitated, she stuck out her tongue, licking his face like a brush painting shimmering trails of moisture, her actions a silent declaration of “I’ll poison you with my Yin energy!”

He quickly raised his head, dodging her attack. “Stop licking me! Your Yin energy doesn’t work on me!”

She refused to believe him. “Who are you trying to fool? Even Mystic Masters and Mystic Generals fear my Yin energy! You’re not even a Mystic Scholar! You’ll be dead in seconds~”

He rolled his eyes, then unleashed his Mystic Power.

His Extreme Flame Mystic Power, infused with the Gold and Silver Fire, surged around him, purging the lingering Yin energy from his body, leaving no trace.

“Believe me now?”

“Wow, you’re actually that strong. But you need to use your full power to dispel it. So all I have to do is…”

She quickly licked his face, ears, and neck several times, then collapsed onto the bed, sticking out her tongue like a playful puppy. “Lick you a few more times, and the Yin energy will build up! You won’t be able to dispel it all, and then you’re finished!”

“…”

— You’re a genius!

He felt like this Yi Xian’er was a bit… silly. She wasn’t the sharp, cunning girl described in the script. Had he mistaken her for someone else?

He studied her features carefully.

At this stage, she hadn’t cultivated the Yin Spirit Body yet. Her hair was still black and lustrous, her eyes large and bright, like two perfect black pearls, gazing at him intently, as if trying to memorize his every detail.

Something was definitely wrong.

In the script, she was ostracized by the townspeople due to her poison-making and her use of toxins. Her isolation had made her eccentric and wary, her gaze sharp and scrutinizing. Why was her expression so… innocent?

This was how she looked after her heart had softened, her eyes lively, her demeanor pure yet playful, like a fairy from a storybook.

Of course, this was just a transitional phase. Her final form, the fearsome “Queen of a Thousand Yins,” would emerge after she cultivated the Yin Spirit Body and ascended the throne.

She would be cold and indifferent towards everyone, except for him and those close to him.

“I told you it’s useless! Stop licking me!” He thought for a moment, then deliberately adopted a lewd expression. “You might be a Yin Body, but you’re quite attractive. If you keep provoking me, I’ll take you right here, right now!”

He shifted his body, grinding against her, his weight pressing her soft, supple curves against the bed, the only barrier between them the thin towel she was clutching. Her breasts, crushed beneath him, felt larger than both Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu’s combined.

— She looked flat-chested with clothes on, but she’s surprisingly… well-endowed. Did she secretly practice Aunt Hood’s Royal Breast Enhancement Technique?

Her face flushed crimson. Although this was something she had desired, now that it was happening, her maidenly shyness overwhelmed her.

“Go ahead if you’re not afraid of your… little friend rusting! I’m not scared~” She bit her lip, averting her gaze, one hand clutching the towel to preserve her last shred of modesty, the other pinned beneath him, her hair spread across the bed, her posture alluring.

“Still talking tough?”

He snorted, forcefully pulling away the hand she was using to secure the towel, pinning both her hands above her head.

The towel, losing its anchor, slid down her chest with each breath, revealing a glimpse of her soft, white flesh, a single cherry-red bud peeking through.

“Are you scared now?”

She was indeed scared.

This was far more embarrassing, far more stimulating, than she had imagined. If he really did… something, she would be completely exposed, her vulnerability on full display. How could she face him afterwards?

Her deliberate seduction didn’t seem very “Queen of a Thousand Yins” of her.

She fell silent, surrendering to his will, leaving the decision in his hands.

“That’s more like it.” He mistook her silence for submission, smirking. “Now, I ask, you answer. Understand?”

“…”

“Do you have something related to an Extreme Flame?”

“No.”

“Don’t lie! I can sense it! Give it to me, and I’ll let you go.”

“I said no~”

He frowned, pinning both her hands with one hand, his other hand resting on her bare, porcelain-smooth leg, his fingers gently stroking her skin.

The light touch sent shivers down her spine, her legs instinctively pressing together.

“Give it to me.”

“No– Mmm!”

Before she could finish, his hand moved to her waist, his fingers teasing her sensitive flesh, quickly turning her skin crimson.

She gasped, her breath hot and moist, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. Her heart, long suppressed, soared with a mixture of fear and excitement.

“Give it to me, or I’ll move higher.” He threatened, his voice feigning wickedness. “Your breasts are so big… They must feel amazing, right?”

She felt herself losing control. “You want the Fire Crystal, right? It’s in my storage ring. Take it yourself.”

Her words reminded him. In the script, she hadn’t submitted. He had searched her himself.

— I almost went too far with the villain act.

He quickly released her, removing her storage ring, and found what he was looking for amidst the clutter: the Evil Scale Fire Crystal.

Wherever the Evil Spirit Dragon’s Breath of Fire lingered, certain jade stones, exposed to its demonic light and fiery breath, would transform, becoming scale-like fire attribute crystals, known as Evil Scale Fire Crystals.

These crystals could be ignited with Mystic Power, releasing a heat even greater than Mystic Fire, useful for both combat and Mystic Refining.

Her storage ring contained five Evil Scale Fire Crystals. He took them all, leaving behind five Crystal Cards, each worth one million, essentially purchasing them for one million each.

In the script, he had only left 500,000. But he was rich now. It wouldn’t hurt to be more generous, especially since these crystals were quite valuable to her.

With the crystals in his possession, he felt a wave of relief. He had finally completed this task.

After his Beautiful Sect Master refined them, they would become a device capable of automatically locating the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire, making his search much easier.

The Demon Dragon Mountain Range was vast. Without this device, it might take him years to find the flame.

The refining process would take time. Before that, he had to focus on Ji Ya’s treatment.

He turned to leave, but she grabbed his arm, her face flushed, one hand clutching the towel, the other holding onto him.

“You can’t just leave after doing this to me!”

His head pounded.

“What else am I supposed to do? You want me to take responsibility? Sorry, I can’t afford that.”

“I don’t care! I’m sticking with you!” She adopted the demeanor of a wronged wife, both vulnerable and stubborn. “From now on, I’m yours! You can’t abandon me!”

What? He stared at her, dumbfounded. Older Sister, you’re not supposed to be the type who clings to someone after being touched a few times!

Chapter 4: Kissed Right Off the Bat

Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce, third floor VIP room.

Yan Zhen gazed at Yi Xian’er across from him.

She—

Suddenly, the glass crystal around his neck heated up, and his Beautiful Sect Master’s voice echoed in his mind.

“Zhen’er, the Fire Refining Starry Sky sensed an Extreme Flame aura on that girl. It should be the Evil Spirit Dragon’s Breath of Fire, ranked thirteenth on the Extreme Flame Ranking.”

The Fire Refining Starry Sky, created to gather Extreme Flames, possessed the ability to sense their presence, similar to a Dragon Ball radar.

He hadn’t fully refined it yet, so he couldn’t receive accurate feedback, but his Beautiful Sect Master, as the World Spirit, could.

— Master, is she also an Extreme Flame Wielder?

“It doesn’t seem so. She likely possesses an object related to the Evil Spirit Dragon’s Breath of Fire. This flame is quite unique. Although it’s ranked below my Starry Glass Fire, it’s one of the most difficult to tame, excluding the top three.”

He knew about the Evil Spirit Dragon’s Breath of Fire. It was a strange flame born from the corpse of a dragon, imbued with the deceased dragon’s resentment. It could manipulate hearts and minds. Those who came into contact with it could easily lose themselves, becoming its “flame slaves.”

Even he had nearly succumbed to its influence while refining it in the script. If not for the Fire Refining Starry Sky and his Beautiful Sect Master’s assistance, he would have been toast.

Being the protagonist was a dangerous job, especially without plot armor. Thankfully, he had the system and his trump cards.

As he pondered this, he noticed Yi Xian’er smiling faintly at him before turning to leave.

He was taken aback. At this stage, she was supposed to be a reclusive, eccentric girl with no friends. Why was she smiling at a stranger?

— Could it be because I’m too handsome? Heehee~

Well, it was probably just politeness.

“Zhen’er, follow her. If possible, try to obtain more information from her.”

Although Chen Xi knew the Evil Spirit Dragon Breath Fire was located within the Demon Dragon Mountain Range, it was a mobile flame. To find it, they needed the “Evil Scale Fire Crystal” that Yi Xian’er possessed.

Furthermore, Chen Xi also had a soft spot for Yi Xian’er.

Despite her cursed Natural Yin Body, she was strong and resilient. She had even abandoned her throne to follow Yan Zhen, supporting him through countless battles, sharing his burdens.

Chen Xi had witnessed her affection for him. But by the time they developed the Yin-Yang Unity technique, it had been too late.

This time, however, things were different. She still remembered the secret technique for Yin-Yang Unity. Their opposing energies would no longer be an obstacle.

She had to be fair. She had helped Ji Ya. Now it was time to help Yi Xian’er.

…

Unaware of his Beautiful Sect Master’s intentions, Yan Zhen followed Yi Xian’er. Even if she hadn’t instructed him to, he would have done so anyway.

Using his Shadowstep to silence his footsteps, he trailed her through the streets, turning corners, navigating winding alleys, until they finally reached her small clinic.

The clinic was modest, but clean and tidy.

She entered, closing the door behind her, but not fully latching it, before heading to the back room.

Using a partially closed door to lure me in, then setting a trap in the back room… Bold and clever, but your poison won’t work on me.

Armed with the script, he confidently pushed open the door, stepping inside. He lifted the curtain, expecting a face full of poison.

It wasn’t a deadly poison, but it would still cause considerable pain and discomfort.

However, instead of a poison attack, he was greeted by a… startling sight.

Yi Xian’er was undressed, only a towel covering her chest, her body exposed. Her back and buttocks were hidden by her long, flowing hair, but her legs, feet, curves, and waist were all on full display.

Compared to her clothed appearance, her naked form was even more alluring, her curves accentuated, a classic example of “thin when clothed, curvy when naked,” a man’s dream!

— No! This isn’t the time for such thoughts!

He stared at her, dumbfounded.

*What’s going on? The script said I would be poisoned when I entered, but my Extreme Flame would protect me, leading to a… certain outcome. *

“Eek! W-who are you?! What are you doing in my house?!”

She shrieked, pointing at him with a trembling hand, like a frightened young wife.

Is this really your personality, Older Sister? He was flustered, his prepared lines and actions forgotten. “Wait, I-I’m not–”

“—Stay back! I’m calling for help!” She shouted. “Help! A pervert!”

Oh no! He couldn’t let her call for help. His plans would be ruined.

Well, in the script, she had also tried to call for help after realizing her attacks were ineffective. He had restrained her, silencing her.

He might as well follow the script.

He lunged forward, pushing her onto the small wooden bed, pinning her down, his hand covering her mouth.

“Mmm! Mmm!”

She struggled, her free hand slapping at his face, but he easily caught it. Her other hand was clutching the towel covering her chest, leaving her defenseless.

His face flushed crimson. “Let’s talk this out! Don’t scream!”

“Mmm! Mmm!”

“Okay, okay, I’ll let go. Just don’t scream. Tell me what you want to say.”

He cautiously removed his hand. As promised, she didn’t scream. Instead, she spoke.

“You fell for it! Didn’t you know? I have a Natural Yin Body! My body constantly emits a corrosive Yin energy! You’re so close to me, you’ll either die or lose half your life! Look at your hand if you don’t believe me!”

He didn’t need to look. He knew his hand had been affected the moment he touched her. A faint black energy, like crawling insects, spread across his skin, bringing a slight tingling pain. An ordinary cultivator would be in trouble, but he possessed the Gold and Silver Fire. A quick blast of fire would cleanse it.

Wait… Instead of attacking with poison, she had deliberately used a “damsel in distress” tactic to lure him into physical contact, using her Yin energy as a weapon?

That’s why she had undressed as soon as she entered the room. Direct skin contact would enhance the Yin energy’s corrosive effect.

But this wasn’t in the script! Why abandon the poison attack for a risky tactic like this? She was essentially letting him take advantage of her, and the effect wasn’t immediate. Why go this far?

He was puzzled, but he still followed the script’s reaction to the Yin energy.

“It’s just a bit of Yin energy. Who are you trying to scare?”

As soon as he finished speaking, she suddenly lifted her head, her soft lips capturing his in a kiss.

“!!!”

He was shocked, completely caught off guard. He instinctively opened his mouth to speak, but she seized the opportunity, her tongue slipping past his lips.

He tasted her sweet saliva.

He quickly pulled away, staring at her in disbelief.

“What are you doing?!”

She blushed, but her tone was defiant. “My saliva also carries Yin energy! You just swallowed a lot of it! Are you still not afraid?!”

“I… You–”

He was speechless.

— Older Sister, Yin energy doesn’t work on me! You’re practically giving yourself away!

And more importantly, this wasn’t in the script!

He had never kissed Yi Xian’er, not even once. And now she had kissed him, a passionate kiss with tongue, right off the bat? Was this appropriate?!

Chapter 3: Yi Xian’er

Yi Xian’er was one of the only two Pill Masters in Green Water Town. However, she was more proficient in poison-making than pill-refining, a true master of toxins.

Therefore, despite inheriting her mother’s medical clinic, few sought her healing. Despite her beauty, few suitors dared court her. Despite her impressive skills, few admired her.

All because she wielded poison.

But this suited her perfectly. She possessed a “Natural Yin Body,” her Mystic Power imbued with a corrosive Yin energy that could erode all life. Getting too close to others would only harm them.

Furthermore, her Natural Yin Body also brought a solitary fate. Those close to her would suffer misfortune.

Since her mother’s death, she had lived a solitary life, until this day.

Emerging from the VIP room of the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce, she was targeted by a handsome young man she had never met before.

He had somehow sensed the Extreme Flame aura within her, following her home with ill intentions.

She had, of course, noticed him, pretending to be unaware until she reached her house, closing the door and releasing her poison.

To her shock, her usually potent toxins had no effect on him. Enraged, she attacked, only to be overpowered and captured. He threatened and bribed her, demanding information about the Extreme Flame.

She, however, possessed an unyielding spirit, refusing to cooperate. The scoundrel then took matters into his own hands, groping her, searching her body, and confiscating all items carrying traces of the Extreme Flame aura.

She gritted her teeth, enduring the humiliation, offering no resistance.

She was a “Yin Body,” her body constantly emitting Yin energy. Unless someone possessed the strength of a Mystic King or above, having touched upon Heavenly Power, anyone who touched her would suffer misfortune!

Only after he finished did she retaliate.

“You lecher! You touched me! Your hands will rot! You’ll be a cripple!”

However, the shameless youth simply shrugged.

“It’s just a bit of Yin energy. Who are you trying to scare?”

“Y-you’re not afraid of my Yin energy?”

“It’s nothing.”

He smirked, his hands igniting with gold and silver flames, effortlessly purging the lingering Yin energy.

The Gold and Silver Fire, pure Yang energy, was unfazed by Yin energy.

In other words, she had been groped for nothing.

Furious and humiliated, she attacked, but he had already obtained what he wanted, fleeing like a greased pig, leaving behind a pile of Crystal Coins.

She nearly burst into tears.

A month later, the little bastard reappeared. He approached her with a cheeky grin, inviting her to explore the Demon Dragon Mountain Range with him.

Explore with him?!

If she hadn’t been weaker than him, if her poison and Yin energy had any effect, she would have chopped off his hands, steamed one and braised the other, and fed them to the dogs!

But he persisted, following her relentlessly, offering unsolicited help, meddling in her affairs.

She had assumed he was attracted to her body, taking advantage of his immunity to Yin energy. But it turned out he was after her “Yin Body,” wanting her to guide him through the miasma-infested areas in search of the Extreme Flame.

Miasma was simply a weaker form of Yin energy. She, with her Natural Yin Body, could navigate miasma-filled regions with ease, unaffected by its corrosive nature. She often ventured into these areas to gather rare herbs, making her familiar with the terrain.

She hesitated.

She had always hated her Yin Body.

Every full moon, it would become unstable, requiring her to consume poison to suppress it, fighting fire with fire. If she lost control, the unleashed Yin energy would harm both herself and others.

Her mother’s early death had been caused by her Yin Body.

She had always believed that without this cursed body, her life would have been different. Never had she imagined someone would say they needed her Yin Body…

His sincere, earnest gaze made it impossible to refuse.

“Fine, I’ll help you. But I want compensation. At least this much.”

“Whoa! Why don’t you just rob me?!”

“Take it or leave it. See if anyone else will help you.”

“Tsk, fine, fine, I’ll pay. But I can only give you half now. The other half when we’re done. Deal?”

“That’s more like it.” She happily accepted half the payment, then asked casually, “By the way, what’s your name?”

He smirked. “I’m Yan Zhen. ‘Yan’ as in ‘flame,’ ‘Zhen’ as in ‘pure.’”

“Pure, my ass. You’re wasting a good name.”

“Hmph, you’re called ‘Xian’er,’ but you have no ‘xian’ energy. Just a bunch of Yin energy.”

“Mind your own business!”

…

They embarked on their quest for the Extreme Flame, facing countless dangers, separating and reuniting.

Until one day, her Yin Body went out of control, nearly killing him. She had no choice but to leave.

Following her mother’s dying wish, she traveled to the Closed Moon Kingdom, a rival nation of the Sunward Kingdom, revealing her lineage as a descendant of the Closed Moon royal family, gaining access to the Land of Death, the Yin Spirit Valley, to embark on a perilous journey of cultivation.

Upon emerging from seclusion, her once black hair had turned silver, her cultivation reaching the Mystic Sovereign realm. She then utilized her newfound power to seize the throne amidst political turmoil, becoming the fearsome “Queen of a Thousand Yins.”

Her Yin Spirit Body made her even more unapproachable, her heart growing colder and more ruthless. She couldn’t face him like this. But fate had other plans.

They met again. He had cultivated the Supreme Yang Body using the Extreme Flame. Their bodies, one pure Yang, the other pure Yin, were incompatible. They shouldn’t be able to touch each other. But he embraced her, breaking down the walls around her heart.

They became close friends once more.

But she had fallen for him.

Even though their bodies were incompatible, unable to conceive children, even though she knew she might never confess her feelings, remaining his soulmate, she loved him.

She abandoned her throne, choosing to stay by his side, searching for a way to unite their opposing energies.

However, by the time she developed the Yin-Yang Unity dual cultivation technique, he had already married, his wives including her best friend and her sworn enemy.

It was too late.

She chose to leave, returning to Green Water Town, the place where they had first met, to live in seclusion.

— That’s how it was supposed to end.

But why? When she opened her eyes, time had rewound, back to the days before they had met.

Was this a chance from heaven to rewrite their story?

Or was it all just a dream?

It didn’t matter.

She only knew that this time, she wouldn’t let him slip away.

From that day forward, she had been waiting, waiting for their fated encounter.

And now, he was finally here.

His handsome, youthful face was deceptive. He might seem harmless, but he was actually quite cunning.

He had even dared to grope her, a respectable young lady, just to obtain information about the Extreme Flame!

— Hmph, I’ll make you pay this time~