On How to Conquer System Fairies and Make Them Your Wives 138

Chapter 138: The Trial of the Water Palace

Chen Yin opened his eyes to a deep, dark abyss. He honestly hadn’t expected to wake up at all. Who knew what that unreliable System of Qingying’s had conjured up? He only remembered a deafening roar, a faint scream, and then oblivion. He had expected to be either blown to bits or dashed against the ice below.

But there was a third possibility.

He woke up at the bottom of a deep, dark sea. The water was all around him, eerily silent, yet he could feel its presence against his skin. Strangely, breathing and speaking were unaffected. He recognized this as a water-type formation.

Qingying and Nan Xiaoxiang were nearby, unconscious. After checking their pulses and ensuring they were unharmed, he felt a wave of relief wash over him.

He looked around. They were in an underwater palace, the depths illuminated by glowing orbs embedded in the floor, like luminous pearls. The palace was magnificent, almost as large as the Mist Spirit Sect’s mountain gate. A plaque above the entrance bore the inscription:

“Water Palace.”

As Chen Yin stared at the plaque, he heard the faint stirrings of Qingying and Nan Xiaoxiang behind him.

“Ugh… we’re not dead?”

“Just lucky, I guess.” Chen Yin replied calmly, without turning around. “It seems this is the true form of the formation.”

Qingying shook her head groggily, then exclaimed in surprise, “Huh? My spiritual energy is back! And my ankle is healed!” Nan Xiaoxiang also moved her foot experimentally.

Chen Yin didn’t speak, but like them, he could also access his spiritual energy again. The black energy that had been wreaking havoc within him was now as weak as a newborn, barely able to put up a fight. It seemed this formation had completely healed their injuries.

“What kind of formation is this? It’s so powerful!” Nan Xiaoxiang’s eyes were filled with wonder. For a physician like her, this formation was incredibly intriguing.

Chen Yin and Qingying, having experienced Ephemeral Mountain, weren’t as surprised. They exchanged a look and slowly entered the palace.


With a creak, the palace doors swung open.

Schools of fish scattered as they entered the dimly lit hall. The glowing orbs provided just enough light to see their surroundings.

“No one’s here,” Qingying said, looking around.

Chen Yin frowned slightly.

The moment he entered the palace, he felt the scroll in his chest grow warm.

He had only felt this sensation once before, in the mysterious bamboo forest within the Heavenly Path Perilous Domain.

A faint whisper echoed from the depths of the palace.

“Oh?”

“Someone actually survived Ephemeral Mountain?”

The sudden voice made Qingying tense. She drew her dagger and glared towards the source of the sound.

“Who’s there?! Show yourself!”

A moment later, a woman in a flowing black dress, adorned with countless shimmering stars, emerged from the darkness. Her eyes were half-closed, her face unusually pale, and she floated in the air, like a ghost, her feet not touching the ground.

The sight of her made Nan Xiaoxiang freeze in terror, a scream caught in her throat.

“A-a ghost—”

“Don’t be ridiculous. Would a ghost greet you so politely?”

Chen Yin rolled his eyes at Nan Xiaoxiang and looked at the woman calmly.

She was also looking at him, her gaze not lingering on Qingying or Nan Xiaoxiang.

A knowing smile played on her lips.

“So you’re the one who inherited the Master’s scroll?”

“What do you know?” Chen Yin countered.

“I know everything. But without the Master’s permission, I can’t tell you anything.”

The woman bowed gracefully. “I am Fuyu, the spirit of the Water Palace formation. Welcome.”

“This is a place of opportunity left behind by the ancient Immortal for Grand Clarity Realm cultivators. It’s not meant for cultivators of your level.”

“However, since one of you has passed the trial of Ephemeral Mountain, I’ll make an exception and allow you to participate in the trial of the Water Palace.”

Hearing the words “Ephemeral Mountain,” Qingying tensed, and Chen Yin frowned.

“There’s no need to be nervous.”

Fuyu chuckled. “The trial here isn’t as dangerous as the one on Ephemeral Mountain. Even if you fail, you’ll simply be sent back. Your lives aren’t in danger.”

Qingying and Chen Yin exchanged a look.

…Do you believe her?

…I don’t.

Indeed, after witnessing the horrors of Ephemeral Mountain, no one would trust the words of the ancient Immortal so easily.

Nan Xiaoxiang, however, asked eagerly, “Senior, is the reward for passing the trial the Heavenly Dao Fragment?”

Fuyu glanced at her with an unreadable expression.

But she replied calmly, “I can’t reveal that information. But it is an opportunity of that level.”

“Of course, you have to pass the trial first.”

Nan Xiaoxiang was about to step forward and accept the trial when Chen Yin pulled her back and flicked her forehead lightly.

“Idiot. Do you believe everything you hear?”

Nan Xiaoxiang didn’t get angry this time. She said seriously, “Whether it’s true or not, I have to try.”

“I came here for this opportunity.”

Chen Yin frowned. “Is it more important than your life?”

“…Much more important.”

Seeing her determination, Chen Yin didn’t try to stop her. He turned to Qingying. “Are you participating as well?”

“Not really interested… but if what she said is true, and there’s no risk of death, then I might as well try.”

Faced with their stubbornness, Chen Yin sighed and turned to Fuyu. “Can you tell us about the trial?”

“You jest, Young Master.” Fuyu smiled, saying nothing.

Seeing that he couldn’t get any information out of her, Chen Yin nodded. “Very well.”

…He would do it for the sake of unraveling the mystery of the scroll.

“We accept the trial.”

“Please step forward.” A crystal orb appeared in Fuyu’s hand.

“Place your hand on this orb, and the trial will begin.”

Chen Yin, Qingying, and Nan Xiaoxiang exchanged glances, then placed their hands on the orb.

A gentle light enveloped them. Chen Yin felt his consciousness fading.


He opened his eyes to a dimly lit ceiling.

After a long moment, he sat up abruptly.

He looked around, then suddenly covered his face with his hand, taking a deep breath, his body trembling slightly.

A dark, familiar bedroom.

The lingering smell of stale instant noodles.

The faint glow of a second-hand computer screen.

…This was his home from his previous life.

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