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  • They All Want to Be My Female Lead v2c121

    Chapter 121: A Showdown Between the Good Sister and Instructor Yu Xuan

    Instructor Yu Xuan had a ready excuse for why she chose to bring Yan Zhen instead of one of the four girls:

    No matter which girl she chose, someone would be unhappy, feeling she was playing favorites. Bringing Yan Zhen avoided this problem.

    Logically, Yan Meng’er, Yan Ruyu, Mi Xue’er, and Xiao Xinyan should all be obediently staying home. However, Yan Meng’er and Mi Xue’er, having lived through this once before, were prepared. They had visited the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce yesterday afternoon and, using Yan Zhen’s name, secured invitations from Fatty Nian.

    After all, Yan Zhen was a Supreme VIP of the Chamber of Commerce, a fact they had known since his enrollment. With his additional status as the mysterious Pill Master, obtaining two invitations was a piece of cake. Now, all four girls could attend the auction.

    Shortly after Instructor Yu Xuan and Yan Zhen departed, the four girls discreetly followed.

    …

    As night fell, a myriad of lights illuminated Silver Moon City, their glow mingling with the soft moonlight.

    Instructor Yu Xuan had dressed with care. Her long, black hair, streaked with blue, was perfectly straight, adorned with delicate earrings that dangled from her ears.

    A beautiful azure gown, embellished with sparkling diamonds, clung to her graceful figure. The neckline, though plunging, was veiled by a layer of semi-transparent fabric, hinting at her curves without revealing too much.

    The sheer fabric extended to the upper half of her back and her long sleeves, concealing her snowy-white arms within their translucent embrace.

    The nearly floor-length skirt, a cascade of layered tulle, appeared heavy but was surprisingly light and airy, allowing for ease of movement.

    Beneath the skirt, her feet were adorned with crystal slippers.

    She looked like a beautiful princess straight out of a fairytale!

    — Of course, her actual status was far more exalted than that of an ordinary princess.

    Stepping out of the carriage, she ignored the envious gazes directed at them, taking Yan Zhen’s arm in a gesture of intimacy, entering the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce like a loving couple.

    He felt a twinge of awkwardness. Some of the people around them were familiar faces from the academy, both instructors and students.

    The instructors were there for the spectacle, while the students had accompanied their elders to broaden their horizons.

    They greeted him and Instructor Yu Xuan with forced enthusiasm, their eyes filled with curiosity and a hint of suspicion.

    The atmosphere between them was undeniably romantic, more befitting a couple than a student and his instructor.

    But he already had Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu. They refused to believe he had also managed to capture Instructor Yu Xuan’s heart.

    She was the most beautiful flower in the Mystic Academy, a goddess pursued by countless instructors, students, and even influential figures within the city. How could she have fallen for him so easily?

    Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

    They vowed to spread rumors of their “forbidden romance” throughout the academy tomorrow, just to see the reactions.

    “Instructor, aren’t we attracting too much attention?”

    “If I’m not worried, you shouldn’t be either.” She chuckled, her gaze teasing.

    He forced a smile. “I’m just concerned for your reputation, Instructor.”

    “Don’t bother. Just enjoy yourself. We promised to have a night out together.”

    He obediently fell silent. He had made that promise, and he had delayed fulfilling it for far too long. He owed her this much.

    He just hoped his “older sister” wouldn’t see them.

    Due to her precognitive dreams, she was clearly interested in a romantic relationship with him. Seeing him being so affectionate with Instructor Yu Xuan would definitely upset her.

    He didn’t want to upset her, but he also didn’t want to disappoint Instructor Yu Xuan.

    Both women were important to him, and he couldn’t choose sides.

    — This is a headache.

    His biggest headache, however, was her treatment.

    He didn’t know the recipe for the medicinal bath. He had no choice but to perform actual dual cultivation with her!

    This would deviate from the script, leading him down the precognitive dream path, resulting in a failed performance and a forced restart.

    But even if he restarted, what could he do? Without the recipe, he was stuck.

    Three failed restarts, and the world would collapse, taking them all down with it.

    — System, do you know the recipe for the medicinal bath that can replace dual cultivation?

    [Blah blah blah.]

    “…”

    — Useless system.

    …

    The auction hall was located underground. They presented their invitations to the receptionist, received their numbered tokens, and found their assigned seats.

    He stared at the number 69 on his token, unsure whether to laugh or cry. He decided to rotate it ninety degrees and pretend it was the Cancer zodiac sign.

    [Ding! Key Plot Point Activated.]

    [Current Plot Progress: Chapter 140 – Auction House Incident.]

    [Acting Requirements: ① Be targeted by Lan Ke’s price-gouging at the auction, retaliate, and outbid him for the item he desires. ② Be ambushed by Lan Ke and his men after the auction, defeat them, and dispose of the bodies.]

    [Completion Rate: 0%.]

    As soon as the system issued the task, he saw Lan Ke approaching, accompanied by a middle-aged man with silver hair at his temples.

    It was Lan Ke’s father, the ruler of Silver Moon City.

    The City Lord greeted them warmly. “Instructor Yu Xuan, it’s been a while. You’re as beautiful as ever.”

    She nodded politely. “You flatter me, City Lord.”

    He knew she was always polite but distant, treating everyone with the same indifference. He didn’t take it personally, turning his attention to Yan Zhen.

    “And this must be Instructor Yu Xuan’s prized student, the current number one ranked student, Young Master Yan Zhen?”

    Yan Zhen nodded, not bothering to stand up. He knew this old man had been lusting after Instructor Yu Xuan, and he wasn’t about to waste his politeness on him.

    “Greetings, City Lord.”

    The City Lord frowned slightly but said nothing.

    Lan Ke, already harboring animosity towards Yan Zhen, sneered. “What a rude brat.”

    Yan Zhen glanced at him. “Sudden urge to introduce yourself?”

    Lan Ke, momentarily stunned, realized what he meant, his face flushing with anger. “What did you say?! How dare you speak to me like that?!”

    “Lan Ke!”

    His father’s sharp voice snapped him out of his rage. Noticing Instructor Yu Xuan’s displeasure, he glared at Yan Zhen and fell silent.

    The City Lord forced a smile. “The auction is about to begin. It’s quite crowded here. Why don’t you join me in my private box, Instructor Yu Xuan?”

    She shook her head gently. “Thank you for the offer, City Lord, but we’re comfortable here.”

    “Very well. Please excuse us.”

    The City Lord strode towards his private box, located above the auction floor. Lan Ke, shooting Yan Zhen a contemptuous look, followed his father.

    Yan Zhen smirked. In the script, he had attended the auction alone. Without Instructor Yu Xuan present, Lan Ke had mocked and ridiculed him relentlessly, spewing nonsense. Today, he was being relatively restrained.

    There were eleven private boxes in the auction hall. The central box, number zero, was empty. The other ten were assigned to the ten most powerful factions in Silver Moon City. The City Lord’s box, number one, was to the left of the central box, while number two, likely occupied by Xiao Mie and his father, was to the right.

    As for box number zero, if the script was accurate, it belonged to his “older sister.”

    The wall facing the auction floor was made of one-way glass, allowing those inside to see out, but not vice versa. However, his sharp senses detected a gaze from the central box.

    Moments later, a beautiful servant approached, her demeanor polite and respectful. “Young Master Yan Zhen, the Head Shopkeeper requests your presence in her private box. Would you care to join her?”

    He turned to Instructor Yu Xuan, seeking her permission. He had promised to spend the evening with her.

    She noticed his hesitation, her heart warming. Taking his arm, she smiled sweetly. “Since she’s requesting your presence, you should go.”

    Even the servant, an outsider, could sense the underlying tension in her words. Her legs trembled slightly.

    This was the Head Shopkeeper! And this woman… who was she?

    “Please follow me.”

    …

    They followed the servant to box number zero. She opened the door, and they stepped inside.

    Two grand armchairs faced each other beside the water feature wall. Ji Ya was seated in the right chair, still clad in her alluring ensemble of qipao, stockings, and high heels, though the style was slightly different.

    Behind her, her twin bodyguards, Jin Tong and Yu Nu, stood at attention, while Aunt Mu, the Mystic King, remained hidden, her senses alert.

    Hearing them enter, Ji Ya turned, her lips curving into a seductive smile. “Little Brother Yan Zhen, if you hadn’t come, I would have gone looking for you myself.”

    He wasn’t sure if she was joking. He simply sighed. “I was busy refining pills.”

    “Did you succeed?”

    “I did, but I only managed to refine two after working all night.”

    He retrieved the bottle containing the Supreme Grade Detoxification Pills from his storage ring, giving it a little shake before offering it to her.

    She accepted the bottle, uncorking it for a quick inspection before placing it… between her breasts, her ample cleavage providing a surprisingly secure resting place. “Two is enough for emergencies. Thank you, Little Brother Yan Zhen~”

    He blushed furiously at her bold gesture. Even Instructor Yu Xuan’s cheeks flushed slightly.

    “Ahem.”

    Instructor Yu Xuan decided to make her presence known.

    Ji Ya feigned surprise, as if noticing her for the first time. “Little Brother Yan Zhen, who is this beautiful lady beside you? Introduce us~”

    Before he could speak, Instructor Yu Xuan introduced herself. “I’m Yan Zhen’s instructor. My name is Yu Xuan. I’ve been taking care of him since he enrolled. I’ve never heard of the Head Shopkeeper of the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce being his older sister. What’s going on?” Her voice was soft and gentle, but her words were sharp, laced with a subtle challenge.

    “So you’re Little Brother Yan Zhen’s instructor. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Ji Ya stood up, her tone condescending, adopting the air of a concerned parent. “Thank you for taking care of him. He’s been well-behaved at the academy, I trust?”

    Instructor Yu Xuan smiled, pleased. She patted Yan Zhen’s head. “Don’t worry, Head Shopkeeper. He’s always obedient. He’s much more well-behaved than other children his age. And his grades are excellent. He’s been the top-ranked student for three consecutive months.”

    “As expected of Little Brother Yan Zhen! I’m so proud~”

    “As his instructor, I’m also honored.”

    “Heeheehee.”

    “Hohohoho.”

    — What is this, a parent-teacher conference?! Stop treating me like a child!

    Yan Zhen cringed inwardly. Stop patting my head! You’re going to make me bald!

    I knew I shouldn’t have let them meet! This is a disaster!

    “Sister Ji Ya, if there’s nothing else, Instructor Yu Xuan and I will take our leave.”

    She glared at him. “Where are you going? You can participate in the auction from here. Don’t you want to spend time with your older sister?”

    — I don’t want you to spend time with Instructor Yu Xuan!

    “That’s not what I meant… Will we be disturbing you, Sister Ji Ya?”

    “I’m bored being alone! Come sit down. I have refreshments prepared.” She gestured for them to join her. “However, I didn’t expect you to bring your instructor, Little Brother Yan Zhen. I only prepared two chairs. And the auction is about to begin. We’re short-staffed, so it would take a while to bring another chair. Why don’t you just sit with me for now?”

    She reached out, her hand soft and delicate, taking his hand and pulling him towards her.

    Instructor Yu Xuan’s eyes narrowed. She quickly grabbed his other hand, her voice gentle but firm. “I’ll sit with him. We came up together.”

    “That’s not appropriate! We can’t let our guest have nowhere to sit, all crammed together! People will think the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce has poor hospitality.” She tugged at his arm, her grip tightening.

    Instructor Yu Xuan matched her strength. “There’s no one else here, Head Shopkeeper. You’re overthinking it!”

    “Principles are important, regardless of whether anyone is watching.”

    “But flexibility is also crucial.”

    They tugged at his arms, their words laced with veiled hostility.

    What is this? A showdown between my good sister and my good instructor? This is too weird!

    This is supposed to be a carefree, no-romance story! Why is there a love triangle? And they’re hurting my arms!

    They were both Mystic Masters, one at the Ninth Star, the other at the Seventh Star!

    “Stop! Stop pulling! I’m going to split in half!”

    They released their grips but didn’t let go of his hands. Instead, they leaned closer, pressing his arms against their ample bosoms, their soft curves brushing against him, trying to sway him to their side.

    “Yan Zhen, who do you want to sit with?”

    “Little Brother Yan Zhen, sit with me~”

    — What kind of impossible question is that?!

    Feeling their soft, supple curves against his arms, his thoughts scattered. He gritted his teeth, trying to focus. “I’m not sitting. You two sit. I’ll stand, like the bodyguards.”

    “The auction will last for a long time. You’ll get tired standing.” Ji Ya, ever considerate, offered a solution. “How about… we all sit together?”

    Instructor Yu Xuan understood. She was trying to make her back down with this… indecent suggestion. But she wasn’t one to give up so easily.

    “Alright, let’s sit together.”

    And so…

    One of the armchairs was removed, and the remaining chair was placed in the center.

    The three of them squeezed onto the single chair, their hips and shoulders touching, each woman holding one of his arms, their rivalry simmering beneath the surface.

    He was sandwiched between them, feeling the warmth of their bodies against his, their soft curves pressing against him with every slight movement.

    Inner Yan Zhen: How can I resist this?/(//o/ω/o//)/

    Angelic Yan Zhen: Resist! ヾ(°°)ノ

    Demonic Yan Zhen: Resistance is futile. ┐(￣ヮ￣)┌

  • They All Want to Be My Female Lead v2120

    Chapter 120: Beautiful Sect Master: There’s No Such Method

    “So excessive medicinal energy has accumulated within her body, causing her condition to worsen?” Chen Xi pondered his words. “You’ve agreed to refine Supreme Grade Detoxification Pills for her?”

    “Yes, Master. Since I can refine Supreme Grade Small Origin Pills, I figured I could also refine Supreme Grade Detoxification Pills. So I agreed.” He smiled faintly, trying to appear mature and confident. “Owing a favor to the Head Shopkeeper of the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce can only be beneficial!”

    “That’s true. But there’s a better method than refining Supreme Grade Detoxification Pills. A method that can cure her completely and also strengthen your connection with the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce.” Her words held a deeper meaning.

    He instantly understood. “You’re suggesting I perform dual cultivation with her, Master?”

    “Exactly. The best way to treat her condition is through dual cultivation with a Mystic Refiner who possesses an Extreme Flame. We can use your Extreme Flame and alchemy skills to refine the accumulated medicinal energy within her body into a new pill, using her body as a cauldron. You meet all the requirements, Zhen’er. You should seize this opportunity and convince her to accept your treatment.”

    She continued, her tone casual. “Not only will you cure her, but you’ll also share a… physical bond. Combined with the gratitude she’ll feel, you might even become the master of the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce.”

    — I’m not interested in being the master. I’m not greedy. Being the Head Shopkeeper’s “little brother” is good enough for me.

    Besides, being a “little brother” was far easier than being the master. She had a tendency to spoil him, always sharing her treasures with him.

    He pushed aside those thoughts, voicing his doubts. “Will it really be that easy, Master? She’s like a… vixen. I doubt she’s the type to fall head over heels for someone just because they slept with her.”

    “There are other benefits as well.” She continued to tempt him. “During the treatment, you can absorb the medicinal energy from her body, enhancing your own cultivation. I estimate that a single dual cultivation session would be enough to propel you to the Second or even Third Star Mystic Scholar realm! This is a rare opportunity, Zhen’er! Don’t miss it!”

    He feigned excitement, then frowned, his expression troubled. “But she seems adamant about refusing dual cultivation. She has a ‘cauldron physique.’ If she loses control during dual cultivation, she could be easily manipulated. In her position, she can’t afford to take that risk.”

    “A cauldron physique, huh? Your cultivation is far below hers, Zhen’er. You shouldn’t be a threat.”

    “She’s a powerful businesswoman, Master. She’s cautious and meticulous. She won’t take any risks.”

    He sighed dramatically, hoping to evoke her sympathy and prompt her to suggest the alternative method. “But it would be such a waste to miss this opportunity! As the saying goes, ‘Heaven gives, but if we don’t take, we suffer the consequences’! Master, is there a way to treat her without… actual dual cultivation?”

    “…No.”

    “That’s great– Huh?”

    He had been about to feign joy, but his expression froze.

    What?

    She spoke calmly, her tone firm. “There’s no such method.”

    “But…”

    His smile vanished.

    This isn’t right! There is a method! We can prepare a medicinal bath, and they can both bathe naked in it, simulating the effects of dual cultivation!

    It might be less effective than actual dual cultivation, requiring more time and ingredients, but it would still work.

    The script clearly states this! It just doesn’t provide the specific recipe!

    “A-are you sure, Master? Think about it! I don’t want to miss this opportunity! Please~” He resorted to his ultimate weapon against her: acting cute and pitiful.

    She chuckled inwardly, barely managing to maintain her composure. His adorable antics were almost too much for her. “There’s no need for such complications, Zhen’er. Just tell her that there’s a technique for ‘sealing’ a cauldron physique, allowing her to protect her… essence and prevent men from taking advantage of her. And since your cultivation is so much lower than hers, you wouldn’t be able to forcefully ‘open’ her cauldron. There’s no way you could control her.”

    He blinked, dumbfounded. There’s such a method?

    It did sound more convenient than preparing a medicinal bath, but this wasn’t in the script!

    “With her suspicious nature, she won’t believe me! She’ll think I’m trying to trick her! She might even beat me up!” He exaggerated, hoping to dissuade her.

    However, she spoke confidently. “Sealing and opening a cauldron physique aren’t secrets. She can easily verify it herself by consulting ancient texts. And once she does, I guarantee she’ll agree to dual cultivation. Her condition has been plaguing her for three years. If she doesn’t find a cure soon, she’ll experience constant pain for seven days straight and die. She’s willing to damage her body to increase her cultivation and maintain control of the Chamber of Commerce. She won’t want to die!”

    Wow, she’s already figured her out without even meeting her. She’s amazing!

    — But I don’t need this kind of manipulation!

    He had to propose the alternative method himself.

    “Um, Master, I once read in an ancient text that two people can simulate the effects of intercourse by bathing naked in a specially prepared medicinal bath… This method might be more acceptable to her.”

    She was surprised. He actually knew about such an ancient technique?

    She raised an eyebrow. “Which ancient text? I’ve never heard of this.”

    He froze. “I… I just happened to see it somewhere. I don’t remember the name.”

    “Perhaps you’re mistaken, Zhen’er.” She chided him playfully. “There’s no need to consider such strange and unorthodox methods. Just follow my instructions, and you’ll secure this opportunity… Unless… you don’t trust me?” Her voice held a hint of sadness and displeasure.

    He quickly shook his head. “Of course I trust you, Master! I trust you completely! One hundred percent!”

    She smiled, her hand gently stroking his head.

    “Good boy. I haven’t spoiled you for nothing~”

    He enjoyed her touch, but inwardly, he was worried.

    What do I do? She doesn’t even know about the medicinal bath method! How am I supposed to cure her? I can’t actually perform dual cultivation with her!

    That’s the precognitive dream path, not the script’s path!

    I have to stick to the script!

    …

    Troubled, he began refining Supreme Grade Detoxification Pills. After over a dozen attempts, he finally succeeded, producing two pills.

    Exhausted, he collapsed onto the bed and fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already the next afternoon. Instructor Yu Xuan dragged him out of bed, urging him to wash up. They were going to the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce’s auction that night.

    This grand auction was only for the most prominent figures in Silver Moon City. Instructor Yu Xuan had only received one invitation, allowing her to bring one guest.

    She wanted to spend some quality time with him and also… meet the vixen who was about to steal her precious student away.

  • They All Want to Be My Female Lead v2c119

    Chapter 119: Instructor Yu Xuan’s Invitation

    “Treatment is a long-term process. For now, you’ll still need Supreme Grade Detoxification Pills to manage your symptoms. Do you have any left, Sister Ji Ya? If not, I can try refining some for you.”

    “I brought some with me, but I’m running low. It would be wonderful if you could refine some for me, Little Brother Yan Zhen.”

    “I’ll do my best.”

    “Heehee, thank you, Little Brother~”

    Her beautiful face, devoid of makeup, lit up with a gentle smile. Her eyes, like shimmering pools, seemed to speak volumes, conveying a thousand unspoken words with a single glance.

    He couldn’t bear to meet her gaze.

    Other beauties might stir his heart, but she had a way of stirring his… dragon.

    There were many types of “cauldron physiques.” Hers was the “Inner Charm Physique.” Her every smile, every gesture, exuded an alluring charm that ignited desire, regardless of gender.

    Once her illness was cured and her Spiritual Power awakened, this ability would become even more potent. Even he might not be able to resist her allure.

    “Ahem, right, Sister Ji Ya. I came here to ask the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce to auction off a Supreme Grade Small Origin Pill for me.”

    He retrieved a small bottle from his storage ring, but before he could hand it to her, she snatched it away.

    “I already know about that. This is the first Supreme Grade Small Origin Pill you’ve ever refined, isn’t it? It would be a shame to sell it to someone else. How about selling it to me? I’ll pay you three times the market price.”

    Three times the market price. Exactly as stated in the script.

    However, her directness made him hesitate.

    “If you want it, Sister Ji Ya, I’ll just give it to you. I still have one left.”

    Besides, he wasn’t short on money, and this pill was destined to end up in her hands anyway.

    “Then I’ll gratefully accept your generosity.”

    She didn’t refuse. She had been planning to acquire this pill no matter what.

    One of the two Supreme Grade Small Origin Pills he had first refined would be hers, while he kept the other. It felt like a fated connection, a symbol of their bond in his previous life.

    Him gifting it to her now held even more significance than her purchasing it in the past.

    “I’ll treasure it, Little Brother Yan Zhen. It’s the first gift you’ve ever given me.” She gazed at him, her voice soft and alluring, her words laced with a subtle intimacy.

    He couldn’t handle her indirect approach. It was even more effective than a straightforward confession.

    “I’ve taken care of my business. I should go back and try to refine that Supreme Grade Detoxification Pill.” He quickly stood up, but her hand shot out, gripping his arm, pulling him back down.

    “There’s no need to rush, is there? Like I said, I want to spend more time with you, Little Brother Yan Zhen. To get to know you better.”

    — Stop emphasizing the word “better”! It’s a perfectly innocent statement!

    “Maybe another time. I’m not even sure if I can refine a Supreme Grade Detoxification Pill. I need to start practicing as soon as possible. What if your condition flares up and you run out of medicine?”

    “So you’re worried about me, Little Brother Yan Zhen?” Her heart fluttered with warmth. Her lips brushed against his ear, her breath hot and moist. “You’re so sweet~”

    He shivered, covering his ears with his hands and shrinking away from her.

    “You touched me, Sister Ji Ya!”

    She giggled, her laughter like the tinkling of bells, her ample bosom swaying enticingly.

    — He’s so adorable at this age. The slightest touch makes him blush. Once he strengthens his body, even blowing on his ear won’t be enough to fluster him. I’ll have to try nibbling and licking, like my little sister suggested.

    “I was just teasing, Little Brother… Since you’re in such a hurry, I’ll escort you back.”

    “No need. I can go myself.”

    “Alright. But remember to visit me tomorrow. Otherwise, I’ll come looking for you, Little Brother Yan Zhen~”

    He fled, his heart pounding.

    …

    She remained in the VIP room with her twin bodyguards. Moments later, a mature, elegant woman materialized beside them.

    This was her true protector, a Mystic King who cultivated Shadow Mystic Power, and also her elder.

    “‘Older sister, little brother’… It’s making me sick.”

    Ji Ya calmly sipped the tea Yan Zhen had been drinking. “What’s wrong with a little romance? Didn’t you ever have a sweetheart, Aunt Mu?”

    “No.”

    “Heh~ That’s a shame. You’re so beautiful. It’s a pity no man has ever cherished you.”

    “…”

    After a moment of silence, Aunt Mu spoke. “Are you sure that boy can cure your illness?”

    Ji Ya nodded. “There’s no one more suitable than him. And more importantly… I love him. The kind of love where I can’t imagine marrying anyone else~”

    “You’ve only met him once, and you’re already talking about marriage?”

    “Who said it was only once? I’ve met him countless times in my dreams! And every time, he’s so gentle and… powerful…”

    Seeing her mischievous grin, Aunt Mu decided not to engage, her figure fading into the shadows.

    …

    Yan Zhen returned to the house just before noon. He was about to enter his room when Instructor Yu Xuan called him for lunch.

    She hadn’t been attending classes lately, choosing to stay at the house, as if trying to spend as much time with him as possible.

    The other four girls, however, were busy consolidating their cultivation, their attention focused on their training.

    She sat beside him, her chin resting on her hand, her gaze soft as she watched him devour the food she had prepared.

    “Did you go to the Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce this morning?”

    He swallowed a mouthful of meat. “I sold some pills.”

    “I heard their beautiful Head Shopkeeper is in town. Did you meet her?” Her tone was suggestive.

    He shook his head, feigning ignorance. “N-no, I didn’t notice.”

    — Hmph, you little liar! You’re about to be whisked away by that vixen in two days, and you’re saying you didn’t notice her?!

    She bit her lip, her hand reaching out to gently squeeze his… sensitive spot.

    He froze, his chopsticks hovering over his plate. What did I do to provoke her? “Instructor…?”

    Her voice was soft, a gentle purr. “The Gold and Jade Chamber of Commerce is holding a grand auction tomorrow night. I’m interested in some of the items. Come with me.”

    Her tone was firm, her grip tightening.

    Her technique had improved, her touch precise and effective. After all, she had been practicing on him.

    He was supposed to meet with his “older sister” tomorrow night! He didn’t have time to accompany his instructor!

    “Instructor, I have something to do tomorrow night– Mmm!”

    His clothes, weakened by her Water Mystic Power, offered no resistance. Sensing her displeasure, he quickly changed his tune.

    “Actually… I’m also interested in the auction! I was just about to invite you, Instructor!”

    She smiled sweetly. “Good boy.”

    …

    After lunch, and a quick “dessert,” he returned to his room, activated his Star Shifting Fire Seal, and appeared before the altar. He informed his Beautiful Sect Master of Ji Ya’s condition.

  • Dear, it’s time for your medicine! 69

    Chapter 69: The Seed of Life

    Her voice was clear yet hollow, devoid of any emotion.

    Her small, cold fingers brushed against Qin Chu’s cheek, despite the flames that danced around her.

    The icy touch trailed down his face, his neck, his chest, his stomach…

    She seemed to be searching for something, her fingers lingering on his navel. He shivered.

    What did she mean, “the seed of life”?

    The flames, though intense, didn’t burn him. He swallowed, wanting to ask what she was doing.

    But as he looked down, his gaze met hers, and he froze. In the depths of her blue, lifeless eyes, he saw pain, despair, madness…

    Fleeting images, fragmented and confusing, flashed through his mind.

    A grand palace… the Auville Empire’s Imperial Palace?

    A young woman, clad in battered armor, knelt before a corpulent man, his crown askew, his eyes barely visible amidst the folds of fat.

    But through those narrow slits, Qin Chu saw greed and suspicion directed at the kneeling woman.

    The opulent hall echoed with praise for her, but she felt only annoyance. The enemy wasn’t defeated. They were still plotting their revenge.

    She yearned to be on the battlefield, defending the Empire.

    The fat man, acknowledging her achievements, bestowed upon her the title of “Valkyrie Protector of the Nation.”

    He shifted uncomfortably on his throne, his body a mound of flesh, seeking a position that offered him some semblance of comfort.

    He asked her to become his queen…

    She replied: “How can I think of home when our enemies are still at large?”

    The surrounding nobles praised her noble spirit, their fawning admiration blinding them to the venomous rage that filled the Emperor’s eyes.

    His authority, his power, had been challenged.

    A noble, loved and respected by her peers, was a threat to his rule.

    From the moment she refused his proposal, her fate was sealed.

    They held a grand feast in her honor. The Emperor himself offered her a toast, a poisoned chalice disguised as a celebratory drink.

    They couldn’t defeat their enemies, but they excelled at eliminating their own.

    Don’t drink it! Don’t drink it! Don’t drink it!

    Qin Chu screamed inwardly, seeing a reflection of his own fate in her story.

    He wanted to stop her, but this was just a memory, a glimpse into the past. He couldn’t change anything.

    He watched helplessly as she drank the poisoned wine.

    And then she fell ill.

    Her body weakened, her strength fading. She could no longer wield her spear, no longer lead her army into battle…

    Her condition worsened. She was brought to the palace, to receive the best medical care, but the physicians, the priests… they had all been bribed. The medicine they administered, just like the concoctions he had been forced to consume, was laced with slow-acting poisons.

    And when she was too weak to resist, they dressed her in her battle armor, placed her spear in her hand…

    They bound her with chains and burned her alive.

    It hurts! Why are they doing this to me?

    They watched her, their faces contorted with glee, as she burned, her screams swallowed by the flames.

    They wanted to see her die, broken and humiliated, clad in the armor that had been her pride.

    They forged a farewell letter, informing her family that she had chosen to die alone, away from their loving gazes, unwilling to burden them with her suffering.

    They held a grand funeral, their faces streaked with tears, lamenting the loss of their “Empire’s Pillar.”

    They named a street in her honor.

    They turned her remains into a statue, its stone body inscribed with powerful runes, transforming it into a prison, her soul trapped within, eternally standing guard on the street that bore her name… They wanted her to witness the Empire’s continued prosperity, even without her.

    Betrayal, it seemed, was a tradition.

    “Are you crying? Why?”

    The small girl stood before him, her expression innocent, her blue eyes staring up at his face.

    She noticed the tearstains on his cheeks.

    Her demeanor, usually vacant and unresponsive, seemed to soften in his presence. Her eyes, though still lifeless, held a flicker of… awareness…

    He exhaled, a wave of empathy washing over him. He smiled, reaching out to pat her head, but his hand passed through her body.

    A ghost.

    “It’s nothing… You and I… we’re the same…”

    They were both victims.

    “What do you want from me?”

    “The Seed of Life?”

    “Not the Seed of Life. The Seed of Light. Light brings life, so you also possess the Seed of Life.”

    She corrected him, her voice firm, her words betraying a strange wisdom that belied her childlike appearance.

    So, he possessed both the Seed of Light and the Seed of Life. But why couldn’t he sense them?

    “I’m sorry, I don’t know what those are. But if they’re inside me, and you need them, you can take them.” He spread his arms, offering her his body. He felt a strange kinship with this girl, her story echoing his own. “But if you could return them… that would be appreciated.”

    Her hand, cold and small, rested on his lower abdomen.

    She frowned, tilting her head, her expression confused.

    She had located the Seed of Life but didn’t know how to extract it.

    After a long moment, she sighed, her frustration evident. She had no experience with… harvesting… Seeds of Life.

    “Can I… stay with you?” she asked, her voice no longer hollow, but ethereal, a whisper in the wind.

    Qin Chu, startled, nodded.

    Did he have a choice? This strange domain was her creation. If he refused, he might never escape.

    She climbed onto his shoulder, her small hands gripping his arm, her legs dangling in front of his chest. Her blue eyes, still clouded with confusion, scanned her surroundings. She didn’t seem to understand what she was, what had happened to her, why she was free from her stone prison.

    He had seen her memories, but she had sealed them away.

    Perhaps those memories, filled with pain and despair, were too much for her fragile soul to bear.

    She didn’t know what she was doing. She was simply drawn to his life force, his warmth, seeking comfort, escaping the eternal torment of the flames.

    She had endured it for a thousand years.

    The strange domain shattered like a mirror, the sounds of the city rushing back, a cacophony of noise after the oppressive silence.

    “Hero-sama… Hero-sama, are you alright?” Charles’s voice, close and concerned, snapped him back to reality. He had stopped walking, his gaze fixed on… nothing…

    The guards, the pedestrians… they couldn’t see her.

    Only he could perceive this ghost…

    No, not just him… Shaye…

    The witch’s crimson eyes widened in disbelief. She recognized Anthea instantly. She wasn’t human. She was a spirit, a ghost, a fragmented soul…

    And she was sitting on Qin Chu’s shoulder, her presence accepted, even welcomed.

    Shaye, though confused, knew this wasn’t the time for questions.

    But what she couldn’t tolerate was this… intruder… sitting on her… spot…

    Unforgivable!

    That was her territory!

    She could ignore Angelica, Ekaterina, Natia… they were insignificant. She was unique, special. But now, she felt a surge of… jealousy…

    Had Qin Chu found a new ghost, a replacement for her?

    She wanted to shove the ghost off his shoulder but hesitated. She couldn’t defeat her… not yet. She had lost all her power during the time regression and was slowly regaining her strength as Qin Chu’s power increased.

    And this ghost… she was as strong as Ekaterina!

    Just you wait until I regain my full power… Shaye fumed silently.

    Qin Chu, his expression a mixture of surprise and amusement, looked at Charles, forcing a smile.

    “Ah, sorry, it was nothing. I was just… lost in thought.”

    As the last rays of sunlight faded, he returned to his residence, intending to rest. But as he entered his bedroom, he saw Ekaterina.

    She had just bathed, her long hair cascading down her back, still damp. Her cheeks were flushed, her long eyelashes adorned with water droplets. Her crimson eyes, usually fierce and untamed, were now soft and inviting, a hint of moisture glistening within them.

    Her lips, pink and full, parted slightly, her breath warm and fragrant.

    This boisterous woman, usually so brash and aggressive, was now a vision of seductive beauty.

    She was… yearning…

    …

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 170

    Chapter 170: Come Inside With Me

    When gifting a girl, it wasn’t about the price tag, but the sincerity and effort behind it.

    In the world of Xianxia, especially within the Two Polarities Sect, many disciples had their own “stash” of rare pills and precious treasures. As a member of the sect, Mu Zhi’an was no exception.

    His greatest advantage wasn’t his collection of pills, as other disciples possessed similar items, albeit in smaller quantities.

    His advantage lay in his relationship with Lan Mulian.

    She was like an unattainable snow lotus atop a treacherous peak, admired by many, but only he had truly captured her heart.

    Gifting her pills would be appreciated, but not memorable. After all, most disciples close to her would choose such gifts.

    He needed to utilize his unique advantage.

    As expected of a maid who had served him for years, Wei Mengrou quickly understood his intentions.

    “You’re planning to return to Tianxuan City?” she asked, her voice flat as she stared at him.

    He smiled, nodding. “It’s been a while. I’m quite homesick.”

    She stood tall and proud, her yellow dress billowing in the morning breeze, accentuating her curves.

    She glanced at him, her voice laced with disapproval. “If you were as dedicated to your cultivation as you are to pursuing women, you wouldn’t be stuck at the Core Formation Realm.”

    “Cultivation is important, but so is pursuing Senior Sister,” he replied with a smile.

    He had accepted his fate.

    His “Heaven-Defying Talent” wasn’t about his own cultivation, but his ability to “support” others.

    Of course, acceptance didn’t mean giving up.

    His own progress might be slow, but he had to ensure that Bai Ruoxi and the others advanced quickly.

    Once they reached the Nascent Soul Realm, his life would become much easier.

    Of course, that required maintaining a good relationship with the “protagonists”… at least to the extent of holding hands and kissing.

    And if he could get even closer… even better.

    Their strength would benefit him, like the Stage Advancement Pill from Lan Mulian and the cultivation boost and enhanced physique from Bai Ruoxi’s Heavenly Dao Aura.

    “I’ll get you a gift too when I return, Mengrou,” he said with a smile.

    “Hmph, I’m not interested in your gifts,” she replied coldly.

    He was used to her indifference. “You don’t have to be interested. I just want to give you something. Is that a problem?”

    “Do as you please.”

    She knew his generosity always came with strings attached.

    But he’s so naive…

    Lady Bai might appear gentle and harmless, but she was far more cunning than she appeared.

    Would she truly hand him over to others once she reached the Nascent Soul Realm?

    Did he even know who the Heart-Binding Lock was meant to bind?

    Ye Lingxuan was the daughter of the Forbidden Zone’s master, destined to inherit his throne. Even if she reached the Nascent Soul Realm, would she be content sharing him with other women?

    As for Ye Qian… she didn’t know her well enough to judge.

    And Senior Sister Lan… it was clearly unrealistic.

    Once they reached the Nascent Soul Realm, he might not have to worry about external enemies, but what about internal “enemies”?

    She twirled a strand of hair around her finger, a faint smile playing on her lips.

    But it wasn’t her concern.

    She was simply a maid tasked with protecting his safety.

    Yes, just his safety.

    His chastity… that wasn’t part of her job description.

    …

    Dao Peak.

    “You’ve both progressed well in your cultivation. I’m impressed.”

    Yu Ziyan, clad in a deep purple robe that accentuated her curves, a red dot adorning her brow, sat on a soft couch, her gaze sweeping over the two sisters. Her eyes held genuine approval and satisfaction.

    Compared to their mature and alluring Master, the two girls seemed youthful and innocent.

    Ye Lingxuan, in her purple dress, possessed a slender figure and graceful curves. Her hair was pinned up with a hairpin, highlighting her delicate features. She lacked her Master’s seductive aura, but her youthful beauty was captivating.

    “It’s all thanks to your guidance, Master. We wouldn’t have progressed so quickly if we had simply cultivated on our own,” Lingxuan said with a smile.

    She held her Master in high regard.

    On most peaks, disciples rarely saw their Peak Masters. They were usually instructed by the three elders and senior disciples. Only matters of great importance warranted an audience with the elusive Peak Masters.

    However, Yu Ziyan was attentive and caring towards the Ye sisters, readily offering assistance and fulfilling her promises. She had helped Qian’er obtain an inheritance and had provided her with the same resources as an inner disciple.

    Last night, while struggling with the Jade Empress’s inheritance, Qian’er had sought her Master’s guidance.

    And Yu Ziyan had welcomed them both, offering instruction and support.

    Even the usually aloof and distant Daoist couldn’t help but smile at Lingxuan’s sweet praise.

    “To think Qian’er has become so strong…” she murmured, her beautiful eyes lingering on the younger sister.

    A few months ago, Qian’er’s talent had been only slightly above average. However, after receiving a minor inheritance at Dao Peak, and then seemingly another opportunity at the Pilgrimage Palace yesterday, her aura was now comparable to her sister’s.

    Qian’er lowered her head, her voice soft. “It’s all thanks to Brother Mu. I wouldn’t have this talent without him.”

    “Cultivation is a personal journey, child. What does it have to do with your Brother Mu?” Yu Ziyan chuckled, shaking her head.

    “It has everything to do with him!” Qian’er insisted, looking up at her Master. “I wouldn’t have this talent without him.”

    The beautiful Daoist was stunned.

    She recalled the technique Qian’er had used while seeking her guidance earlier.

    It had been a miniature azure lotus, barely the size of her palm.

    And it had emitted a powerful sealing force.

    She hadn’t paid much attention to it at the time, but now… the only person she knew who used an azure lotus as the basis for their techniques was…

    Her eyes gleamed with realization as she took Qian’er’s hand in hers, closing her eyes.

    She channeled her spiritual energy into Qian’er, carefully sensing the changes within her vessel.

    Dao Peak’s “Dao” was “nature,” so she immediately detected the anomaly.

    This spiritual energy… it wasn’t just Qian’er’s. It was… the Jade Empress’s!

    “Did you receive the Jade Empress’s inheritance at the Pilgrimage Palace yesterday?” she asked, opening her eyes and staring at her disciple.

    Qian’er nodded, her eyes wide with surprise.

    So it was the Jade Empress’s inheritance… It made sense.

    Mu Zhi’an had clearly earned the Jade Empress’s favor… or perhaps “desire” was a more accurate term.

    And as Qian’er’s “brother,” he would naturally try to secure benefits for her.

    But to think the Jade Empress had bestowed her entire inheritance upon Qian’er…

    Yu Ziyan’s gaze lingered on Qian’er, her eyes gleaming with a newfound intensity.

    She had initially chosen Qian’er because of her sister’s talent… but now, Qian’er also possessed extraordinary talent.

    “Master, is something the matter…?” Qian’er asked, averting her gaze under her Master’s intense scrutiny.

    Yu Ziyan snapped out of her thoughts, her expression regaining its usual composure. “The Immortal Ascension Ceremony is in two months. I have faith in both of your talents. Participate and see what opportunities you can find.”

    “Yes, Master,” they replied respectfully.

    “If there’s nothing else, go to the peak and spar with the other disciples. Gain some experience. You’ll need it for the Immortal Ascension Ceremony.”

    They nodded and left the hall.

    A disciple entered, bowing respectfully. “Master, Mu Zhi’an, an inner disciple of the Book Pavilion, requests an audience.”

    Mu Zhi’an?

    Why is he here so early?

    Shouldn’t he be visiting my Junior Sister first…?

    She paused, then said, “Invite him in.”

    She thought for a moment, then added, “Have him wait in the side hall. Offer him some tea.”

    She needed to bathe and change before meeting him.

    …

    Mu Zhi’an waited in the side hall for nearly half an hour before he saw the Peak Master of Dao Peak emerge from a room, clad in a black robe.

    Though the robe concealed her figure, her long, slender legs and her alluring beauty captivated his attention.

    As expected of the Peak Master of Dao Peak. Even in such conservative attire, she exuded an air of forbidden allure that made him want to explore further.

    He allowed his gaze to linger on her for a moment, then bowed respectfully. “Disciple Mu Zhi’an greets Senior Yu.”

    She smiled. “Did you rest well last night?”

    “Thank you for your concern, Senior. I’m fully recovered,” he replied.

    She nodded, gesturing for him to take a seat and enjoy some tea.

    “You promised my Junior Sister you would visit her today. Why are you here so early?” she asked casually, sipping her tea.

    “I was concerned about the matter you mentioned yesterday, Senior, so I came early… Do you have something to attend to?” he asked tentatively.

    “Not particularly. I was simply curious,” she replied, her voice melodic and alluring.

    Despite her aloof and unapproachable demeanor, her every gesture seemed to exude a subtle charm that captivated his attention. He couldn’t help but steal glances at her figure.

    “You’re here to ask about your maid, aren’t you?” she asked, already knowing his purpose.

    He nodded. “As expected of you, Senior. You see right through me.”

    “I don’t know why your maid’s misfortune is so potent,” she began, stating her conclusion.

    Before he could express his disappointment, she continued, “However, I’ve discovered something interesting during my investigation.”

    She noticed his rapt attention and smiled faintly. “The Great Qian Dynasty was preceded by another dynasty a thousand years ago. There are records of that dynasty in ancient texts.”

    “According to those records, a cultivator with extraordinary misfortune appeared during that era. His misfortune was one of the factors that led to the dynasty’s downfall.”

    Misfortune that affected an entire dynasty… Is Mengrou really that unlucky? I haven’t noticed… He pondered her words for a moment. “Do you know what happened to him, Senior Yu?”

    Perhaps learning about his fate could help alleviate Wei Mengrou’s misfortune.

    She shook her head. “I’ve instructed my disciples to investigate. I’ll inform you if we find anything.”

    She paused, then added, “Your maid’s situation is strange. Her misfortune should be affecting those around her… but it seems to be suppressed by something.”

    Suppressed…? He frowned, considering her words.

    After a long silence, he looked up, his eyes filled with gratitude. “Thank you, Senior.”

    His visit hadn’t been in vain. At least he knew that Wei Mengrou’s misfortune wasn’t unique. Someone else had suffered a similar fate.

    “It was nothing,” she replied with a smile, shaking her head.

    They chatted for a while longer, and she finished her tea.

    She watched him, her eyes flickering with uncertainty. She hesitated, then spoke, her voice cool and clear.

    “Actually, I’ve been facing some… cultivation difficulties lately. I might need your assistance.”

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 169

    Chapter 169: It’s the Thought That Counts

    The Peak Masters exchanged uneasy glances.

    They had sensed trouble brewing when they had encountered the Jade Empress at the pavilion.

    After all, most female cultivators, even a Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land, would be tempted by the spiritual energy of an Innate Celestial Vessel.

    However, she was a Dao Integration Empress, so they had clung to a sliver of hope… perhaps she didn’t care about such things, or perhaps she hadn’t discovered Mu Zhi’an’s secret.

    But seeing her now, standing beside him, confirmed their suspicions: she knew.

    As a wisp of consciousness, she had resided within his body… it would be strange if she hadn’t discovered his secret.

    If she was also interested in his Innate Celestial Vessel and decided to remain within his body… it would be a problem.

    They were troubled, but they maintained their composure, bowing respectfully. “Greetings, Senior Jade Empress!”

    The Jade Empress, clad in a light green dress adorned with intricate patterns, smiled faintly, her beauty captivating.

    Her loose sleeves billowed gently in the wind, adding to her ethereal charm.

    Even though he had seen countless beauties in ancient attire, he couldn’t deny the appeal of such clothing… Mu Zhi’an thought.

    “You all seem to be quite fond of this disciple. He must possess something special to have captured your attention,” she remarked, her voice as melodic as a songbird.

    Her emerald eyes held a knowing glint.

    “There was a disturbance at the Pilgrimage Palace. We came to ensure our disciples’ safety,” Ning Yuan replied, his voice respectful.

    He glanced at Mu Zhi’an, envy flickering in his eyes.

    To be recognized by Ling Long, the Spirit Dragon… and to have caught the Jade Empress’s eye… his destiny was truly remarkable.

    The Jade Empress didn’t believe his explanation.

    She smiled, her gaze sweeping over them. “Cultivation is a path against the heavens. There should be no shortcuts. Do not forget your original intentions in your pursuit of power. The path you forge step by step is your own.”

    Her words were a subtle warning: do not covet the Innate Celestial Vessel. Cultivate diligently on your own.

    She had clearly overheard their conversation and their excessive enthusiasm while residing within Mu Zhi’an’s body. She knew their intentions.

    “If you truly desire shortcuts, it’s not entirely forbidden. However, moderation is key. Excessive reliance on shortcuts will only lead to a greater tribulation in the future,” she added.

    Relying on an Innate Celestial Vessel to overcome bottlenecks was acceptable. However, using it to rapidly advance from the Nascent Soul Realm to the Soul Transformation Realm… that was unrealistic.

    The Peak Masters nodded in agreement, relief washing over them.

    It seemed the Jade Empress, though aware of their intentions, didn’t object.

    She was simply reminding them to use shortcuts sparingly. Excessive reliance would lead them astray.

    “Senior Jade Empress, what is your current state?” Ning Yuan asked after a moment of hesitation, mustering his courage.

    “I require some time to recuperate,” she replied calmly, her smile unwavering.

    With her presence, the Peak Masters couldn’t very well continue their pursuit of Mu Zhi’an. They exchanged a few pleasantries with him, offering vague promises of future opportunities before departing. Each peak assigned an elder to oversee the disciples’ safety at the Pilgrimage Palace.

    “Are you disappointed that I intervened?” the Jade Empress’s voice echoed in his mind as he prepared to leave.

    “Honestly, I’ve been struggling with this situation. They’re Peak Masters, and it’s difficult to refuse them. Thank you for your help, Fairy Sister,” he replied sincerely.

    He sighed inwardly.

    I was prepared to dedicate myself to the sect’s prosperity, even if it meant clinging to the Peak Masters’ jade-like legs… but then a Great White Shark entered the pond… no, not a shark. A mosasaurus, an extinct apex predator!

    He pushed aside his regret, focusing on a more pressing matter. “Your consciousness is weak, Senior. Is it alright for you to remain awake?”

    “I stayed awake to ensure your safety. I’ll rest now. Awaken me if you encounter any danger,” she replied.

    She’s going to sleep? That’s a relief… He relaxed slightly.

    Though she was beautiful, he wasn’t keen on having her observe his intimate moments with Bai Ruoxi or the Ye sisters.

    He walked towards a specific location in the plaza.

    “You mentioned that you chose Qian’er as your successor because she’s similar to you. In what way are you similar?” he asked, curious.

    “Compatibility is a mysterious thing. My divination revealed that she was the most suitable candidate. As for our similarities… I’m not sure,” she replied calmly.

    She then transformed into a wisp of flame, entering his other cultivation vessel.

    She had refrained from entering his other vessel earlier to avoid alerting the demon while protecting him.

    Now that he was safe, she could finally rest.

    As she entered his Innate Celestial Vessel, she felt the potent, unique spiritual energy within and opened her eyes in surprise.

    As expected of an Innate Celestial Vessel… the spiritual energy here can nourish my consciousness!

    And…

    She sensed something and asked, her voice soft, “Did you receive a destiny inheritance from Ling Long, the Spirit Dragon?”

    “Senior Ling Long was kind enough to grant me a portion of her destiny,” he replied.

    She nodded, her gaze lingering on his Innate Celestial Vessel, her voice filled with surprise. “And the Heavenly Dao Aura… it’s within the Innate Celestial Vessel?”

    This is interesting…

    She smiled, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

    …

    Mu Zhi’an left the peach blossom forest and found Bai Ruoxi and Wei Mengrou sitting at a stone table.

    With most of the disciples exploring the Dongtian, the area outside the Pilgrimage Palace was deserted.

    The two beauties were chatting quietly, their relationship seemingly amicable.

    He couldn’t help but admire Bai Ruoxi. She was stunning in her white dress embroidered with snow lotuses, her delicate features accentuated by her long, dark eyelashes. She exuded an aura of aloofness, but he knew she was a kind and loving woman.

    Wei Mengrou, the maid, was equally beautiful, but her aura was cold and sharp, a stark contrast to Bai Ruoxi’s gentle demeanor.

    While others might find her intimidating, he was curious about how she would behave once she fell in love.

    Sensing his gaze, she looked up at him, her expression as impassive as ever. “He’s back,” she said to Bai Ruoxi, her voice flat.

    She studied him, noting the change in his aura.

    Reaching the Core Formation Realm had transformed him.

    He no longer possessed the frivolous air and unhealthy pallor of a pampered young master. He now exuded the refined aura of a scholar, his noble upbringing evident in his every gesture.

    “Let’s go back,” he said, approaching them.

    Bai Ruoxi looked up at him, her eyes filled with concern. “Are you injured?”

    He smiled, shaking his head. “I’m fine. Just a bit drained. I’ll recover after some rest.”

    She sighed with relief, her hand unconsciously resting on her ample bosom.

    His gaze lingered on her, enjoying the view from this angle.

    Though they had been intimate many times, he couldn’t deny her allure. A beauty was a beauty, after all.

    “By the way, what is your Core Formation Dao, my dear?” she asked, suddenly remembering.

    Wei Mengrou also looked at him, curious.

    The Core Formation Dao was a reflection of a cultivator’s past experiences. Their young master had been a notorious scoundrel in Tianxuan City, pursuing countless women. What kind of “Dao” had he forged?

    He sighed inwardly, deciding to tease them. “It’s not something I can easily explain. We’ll talk about it later.”

    “Not easily explain…?” Bai Ruoxi tilted her head, puzzled.

    He took her hand, helping her to her feet, then leaned in, whispering in her ear. “You’ll find out tonight.”

    “Don’t tease me, you… you…” She blushed, her earlobes burning crimson.

    Ruoxi is the best. She’s considerate and understanding… He chuckled. “Let’s go back to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.”

    Under Wei Mengrou’s disapproving glare, he boldly wrapped his arm around Bai Ruoxi’s waist and flew towards the Jade Glass Palace on his black sword.

    …

    Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

    Wei Mengrou brought three cups of tea to the pavilion, then sat quietly, not wanting to disturb them.

    Mu Zhi’an took a sip of his tea, then retrieved two translucent seeds from his storage ring.

    They were only slightly larger than grains of rice, but they emitted a potent aura of spiritual energy that drew Bai Ruoxi’s attention.

    “These are Seeds of Dao Realization. Consuming one will greatly benefit your cultivation,” he explained.

    “Seeds of Dao Realization…” She looked at him. “What about you?”

    He smiled sadly. “I already consumed one, but my other vessel devoured it.”

    His Innate Celestial Vessel was too greedy, hoarding all the good stuff, leaving nothing for his actual vessel. It was truly tragic.

    She gave him a sympathetic look, then handed the seeds back to him. “I don’t need them,” she said shyly.

    He was stunned, about to ask why.

    But seeing the blush on her cheeks and the knowing glint in her eyes, he understood.

    The spiritual energy from his Innate Celestial Vessel transferred to her during their dual cultivation sessions. Since the Seed of Dao Realization was within his Innate Celestial Vessel, she would naturally receive its benefits as well.

    Hmm… she doesn’t need them.

    She’ll get the benefits tonight.

    “Mengrou, take this. Refine it tonight,” he said, handing one of the seeds to Wei Mengrou.

    She hesitated for a moment, then accepted it.

    “Did you obtain these from the Dongtian?” Bai Ruoxi asked.

    He nodded. “I encountered a senior within the Dongtian. She gifted them to me.”

    He patiently answered her questions as she pondered the information, sipping his tea leisurely.

    After a while, he excused himself and went to find the Ye sisters, who were chatting in the courtyard.

    Lingxuan noticed him first, her gaze meeting his. She opened her mouth to greet him, then hesitated, wanting to maintain her composure in front of her sister.

    “Are you reading?” he asked, approaching them with a smile.

    Qian’er looked up, her eyes lighting up as she saw him. “Brother Mu!” she exclaimed.

    Lingxuan nodded shyly. “…B-Brother Mu.”

    Now that Qian’er knew about their relationship, there was no need to hide… but it would take some time for her to get used to addressing him as “Brother Mu” in front of her sister.

    Under their watchful gazes, he sat down beside them and retrieved two Seeds of Dao Realization.

    Qian’er’s eyes widened. “…Seeds of Dao Realization?!”

    “Did that fairy give them to you?” she asked, surprised.

    He nodded. “Refine these later. They’ll be beneficial for your cultivation.”

    “Don’t refuse. Our bond is far more valuable than these seeds, right?” he said gently, placing his hand on Qian’er’s.

    He then turned to Lingxuan, his other hand reaching for hers.

    She hesitated, then nodded. “…Thank you.”

    Qian’er also nodded. “Thank you, Brother Mu…”

    She stared at him, her emerald eyes filled with adoration.

    “Refine them tonight, so no one sees them and causes unnecessary trouble,” he advised, enjoying the softness of their hands.

    They both nodded.

    “Qian’er, it will take some time for you to adapt to the inheritance Senior Jade Empress bestowed upon you. Focus on your cultivation and familiarize yourself with it,” he said.

    “And Lingxuan, I’ve always believed in your talent. If Qian’er encounters any difficulties, help her out.”

    “I will,” she replied, nodding.

    After a brief chat, he stood up to leave.

    “I’ll walk you out,” Lingxuan offered.

    He sensed she had something to say and accepted her offer.

    As they walked along the path, she hesitated, then turned to him. “Are you sure you want to accompany me back to the Forbidden Zone in a month and a half, Brother Mu?”

    “Perhaps I should just bring the Rebirth Water back for you.”

    She was worried about the trouble he might encounter.

    She wasn’t concerned about her father, but her clan…

    If they discovered that the Holy Maiden of the Forbidden Zone had been “abducted,” they would be curious about him, perhaps even testing him to see if he was worthy of their young mistress.

    He stopped, his gaze meeting hers. “The Rebirth Water is only one reason. I don’t want you to go back alone.”

    “Or will you not miss me when you’re gone?” he asked, gently caressing her cheek.

    Her eyelashes fluttered, and she looked up at him, her voice barely a whisper. “I will…”

    “You will what?” he asked, teasing her.

    “I-I’ll miss you… why did you make me say that?” she mumbled, swatting his chest playfully.

    He caught her wrist, his gaze softening. “I’ll miss you too, Lingxuan.”

    “That’s why I’m going with you.”

    He pulled her into an embrace, his other hand resting on her slender waist, inhaling her delicate fragrance.

    He could feel her trembling, but she didn’t resist, simply lowering her head, allowing him to hold her.

    After a while, he released her, admiring her flushed cheeks. “I’ll head back now, Lingxuan. Remember to refine the Seed of Dao Realization tonight,” he said gently.

    …

    Bai Ruoxi’s room was filled with a delicate fragrance, the sandalwood incense having burned out.

    She opened her eyes, her long eyelashes fluttering, her gaze clear and bright after her meditation.

    She stretched languidly, her thin white nightgown clinging to her alluring curves.

    Her swan-like neck, her long, flowing hair, her delicate features… she was breathtaking.

    She tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, then walked over to the window, pushing it open and gazing at the moonlit sky, enjoying the cool night air.

    The sky was a tapestry of twinkling stars, their brilliance enhanced by their proximity to the mountain peak.

    She was a vision of beauty, her long hair cascading down her back, her loose nightgown accentuating her curves.

    She felt a warm breath on her neck, then a familiar warmth enveloped her as a pair of arms encircled her waist.

    She shivered, glancing at Mu Zhi’an with a playful glare. “Don’t sneak up on me like that. You scared me,” she said, her voice laced with a hint of complaint.

    He met her gaze, a warm smile spreading across his face. “You sensed me, didn’t you?”

    After months of cultivation, she was on the verge of reaching the Fifth Stage of Core Formation.

    She had sensed him entering, but she had pretended not to notice, curious about his intentions.

    “Where did you go?” she asked.

    “I gave two of the Seeds of Dao Realization to others,” he replied with a smile.

    “Others? Not your beloved Lingxuan and Qian’er?” she huffed, clearly displeased.

    “I came back, didn’t I?” he said, nuzzling her neck, enjoying the softness of her body.

    “I’ll transfer the energy from the Seed of Dao Realization I refined to you tonight.”

    Her heart skipped a beat, and she melted against him, murmuring her assent. She turned to head towards the bed.

    He gently stopped her. “Let’s stay here. The night sky is beautiful. We can enjoy the view from the window,” he said softly.

    She froze, understanding his intentions. She blushed, glancing at him shyly. “You…”

    “You have to say ‘yes’ or ‘no.’ ‘You’ isn’t an answer,” he said, gently caressing her cheek.

    Silence filled the room for a moment, then her voice, soft and hesitant, reached his ears.

    “Yes…”

    …

    Later that night, Bai Ruoxi sat in front of her bronze mirror, combing her slightly tangled hair.

    Mu Zhi’an sat behind her, watching her, his expression serene, his eyes clear and bright.

    “By the way, who do you love the most, my dear?” she asked suddenly, her gaze meeting his in the mirror.

    “Why do you even have to ask, Ruoxi?”

    “The person I love the most is right here in front of me,” he replied, his voice filled with tenderness.

    Boom!

    A thunderclap echoed through the sky, a bolt of lightning illuminating the night, making his heart skip a beat.

    Holy crap… what was that?

    Was it targeting me? But I was telling the truth…

    Bai Ruoxi turned to him, her eyes narrowed.

    In the dim light, her usually bright eyes seemed dark and unreadable.

    He stood up and took her hand in his, sighing. “That was just a coincidence. If I had lied, that lightning would have struck me, wouldn’t it?”

    “How do I know you’re not lying?” she huffed.

    However, remembering his passionate embrace, her frown softened.

    He breathed a sigh of relief, glancing at the sky outside.

    The weather was perfect. Why was there a sudden thunderclap…? It almost caused a misunderstanding.

    Boom!

    Another thunderclap echoed through the night.

    Bai Ruoxi also noticed it, turning towards the window. “It seems someone is about to face their tribulation,” she said softly.

    He walked over to the window and looked up, spotting dark clouds gathering above Two Polarities Peak.

    A name flashed through his mind: Lan Mulian.

    So Senior Sister’s Nascent Soul tribulation has finally arrived…

    However, to his surprise, the tribulation clouds dissipated after only a short while.

    “The tribulation… disappeared?” he murmured, confused.

    Bai Ruoxi joined him at the window, her gaze fixed on Two Polarities Peak. “It seems Senior Sister is intentionally suppressing her cultivation,” she remarked.

    He frowned. “Why would she do that?”

    The tribulation had been forming, but Lan Mulian had forcefully suppressed her cultivation back to the peak of Core Formation.

    Was she not prepared for the tribulation?

    Impossible. With her personality, she would have been meticulously prepared.

    So why was she suppressing her cultivation?

    “She’s accumulating her strength, aiming to break through to the Second Stage of Nascent Soul in one go,” Bai Ruoxi explained, quickly understanding Lan Mulian’s intentions.

    “The Second Stage of Nascent Soul…” He stared at Two Polarities Peak, impressed.

    As expected of Senior Sister. She’s bold.

    During a tribulation, the lightning bolts enhanced a cultivator’s spiritual energy. With Lan Mulian’s talent, she would likely face nine bolts of lightning at the peak of Core Formation.

    By suppressing her tribulation now, the number of bolts might increase next time, from nine to ten, or even eleven or twelve.

    The later bolts were exponentially more powerful. Using a tribulation to advance a stage was incredibly risky, and few had attempted it throughout history. Lan Mulian was one of the rare few.

    News of her impending breakthrough spread throughout the Two Polarities Sect, causing a stir among both disciples and elders.

    Nascent Soul cultivators were rare, even within the sect. Only the Peak Masters and elders had reached that level.

    And this particular Nascent Soul cultivator was the Sect Master’s personal disciple.

    That night, everyone was discussing the news, preparing gifts to celebrate her breakthrough.

    Mu Zhi’an closed the window and carried Bai Ruoxi to bed.

    Time to sleep!

    And he meant it.

    While Core Formation cultivators could go without sleep, he had expended a lot of energy today, and despite consuming a replenishing pill, he was still drained.

    Rest was the best way to recover.

    …

    The next morning.

    He woke up refreshed, stretching as he sat up in bed, admiring the sleeping beauty beside him.

    Though he had seen her countless times, he rarely saw her sleeping so peacefully.

    She’s captivating in every way…

    He smiled inwardly, his gaze lingering on her ample bosom, then gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead.

    He didn’t want to wake her. Even Core Formation cultivators needed rest.

    Let her sleep a while longer!

    He would use this opportunity to return to Tianxuan City.

    He left the room, stretching again as he glanced at Wei Mengrou, who was tending to the flowers in the courtyard. “Mengrou, if Ruoxi asks where I am when she wakes up, tell her I’m consulting with Master Yan about some cultivation matters. I might be back late tonight.”

    She glanced at him, her voice flat. “Consulting with Master Yan from morning till night?”

    He shook his head. “It’s not just Master Yan.”

    “Everyone is preparing gifts for Senior Sister’s Nascent Soul breakthrough. I can’t be left out.”

    “Don’t you have enough pills from the Peak Masters? Isn’t that enough?” she asked, her eyes narrowed, suspecting he was making excuses.

    “Pills are too common. It’s not special. And I’m sure many others will be giving her pills. It’s boring.”

    “…Then what do you plan to give her?”

    She stared at him, her lips pursed. “Don’t tell me you’re planning to give her… yourself.”

    “A gift’s value isn’t determined by its material worth, but by the sincerity behind it, and the effort invested in obtaining it.”

    He smiled. “Simply put, when giving a girl a gift, it’s the thought that counts.”

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 168

    Chapter 168: The Empress Joins the Fray!

    “Master, where is this other opportunity you mentioned?” Ye Yu asked as he walked through the dark cave, a wave of coldness washing over him. The oppressive darkness made him want to turn back.

    “Be patient. You’ll find it at the end of this path,” the old man’s voice replied, sighing inwardly.

    He had warned Ye Yu about the dangers and opportunities within the ninth cave, but his disciple had chosen to trust his intuition.

    Ye Yu had indeed found a decent opportunity within the cave he had chosen.

    If not for the Jade Empress, it would have been a significant gain.

    He had found a recipe for a Sixth-Grade pill, a valuable asset for an alchemist like him.

    However, compared to the Jade Empress… it paled in comparison.

    “If you had come to the ninth cave earlier, you might have beaten Mu Zhi’an to the opportunity of hosting the Jade Empress within your vessel. Or at least, you could have received her inheritance,” the old man said, his voice filled with regret.

    Ye Yu felt a pang of regret as well, but he defended his decision. “Didn’t you say she’s the founding Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land? Would her inheritance be of any use to me?”

    “Though she was the Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land, most of her later techniques were self-created, especially her Azure Lotus. It can suppress countless demons. Even a Dao Integration demon was sealed by her,” the old man explained.

    Ye Yu frowned, realizing the folly of his overconfidence in his great destiny. “But didn’t you also say that it wasn’t Mu Zhi’an who received the inheritance, but my sister, Ye Qian?”

    “That’s correct.”

    Ye Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

    “As long as it wasn’t Mu Zhi’an, it doesn’t matter… After all, Ye Qian is my sister.”

    “Though Mu Zhi’an didn’t receive the inheritance, the Jade Empress seems to have taken an interest in him… If he truly obtains the Rebirth Water and the Heavenly Phoenix Fruit, she might regain her former glory,” the old man said, his voice laced with regret.

    With the Rebirth Water and the Heavenly Phoenix Fruit, she could solidify her physical form for half a month.

    And within that time… if one could cultivate with her… they could provide her with the necessary spiritual energy…

    The value of an Innate Dao Body was comparable to the Jade Empress’s inheritance… And the opportunity to be intimate with the Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land, a Dao Integration Empress… it was the ultimate dream for many male cultivators.

    If Mu Zhi’an earned the Jade Empress’s favor… a Dao Integration expert as a backer… he could dominate the Nine Realms.

    Ye Yu frowned. “Only if he can actually obtain those two treasures.”

    “And even if he does, an ordinary cultivator’s vessel wouldn’t be able to provide her with enough spiritual energy.”

    Besides, what if the Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land wasn’t even beautiful?

    After all, beauty wasn’t a prerequisite for becoming a Holy Maiden. Talent was.

    Though the Jade Empress’s ethereal beauty had been captivating when she had possessed Ye Qian’s body, it didn’t guarantee her true appearance was equally stunning.

    Even if she recovered, it was uncertain whether Mu Zhi’an could win her favor. And even if he did, he would still need to find a way to provide her with the necessary spiritual energy.

    And that was something he, with his ordinary spiritual energy, couldn’t do.

    The thought comforted Ye Yu somewhat.

    Perhaps the Jade Empress would even seek them out.

    After all, he could use the recipe Master had given him to refine a pill that produced a special type of spiritual energy.

    It was something the Jade Empress needed, something Mu Zhi’an couldn’t offer.

    He was an alchemist, while Mu Zhi’an was just an ordinary cultivator!

    He pushed those thoughts aside and entered the pavilion.

    …

    Outside, in the plaza, Song Ziyang, the Boundless Sea Peak disciple, stared at his cousin, the delicate girl in the black dress.

    “Ziyi, are you sure about what you said?”

    She nodded, transmitting her voice. “There’s no mistake. Ye Qian was possessed, but I don’t know who it was.”

    She looked at him, puzzled. “Why do you ask, Cousin?”

    So there was something strange about Ye Qian… He pondered her words for a moment, then forced a smile. “Nothing. I just sensed something off about her, like she was possessed by a demon. I wanted to confirm my suspicions.”

    There were about thirty disciples gathered in the plaza, some resting after their exploration, others basking in the glow of the opportunities they had found.

    He noticed An Lingyue emerging from the ninth cave, a faint gleam in her usually calm eyes.

    “Senior Sister An, where did you go? We couldn’t find you,” he asked, feigning concern.

    She chuckled, shaking her head. “I wasn’t satisfied with my findings, so I explored some of the other caves. Unfortunately, I found nothing.”

    “Be careful, Senior Sister. There seems to be a demon lurking within this Dongtian,” he warned.

    She nodded. “Thank you for the warning, Junior Brother. I’ll be careful.”

    She frowned, her curiosity piqued. “How do you know about the demon…?”

    He smiled mysteriously. “I asked Ziyi to perform a divination…”

    Her brow furrowed as she studied him. “I advise you to refrain from causing trouble, Junior Brother.”

    Seeing his frown, she added, “Mu Zhi’an is close to the Peak Masters. If you could sense that Ye Qian was possessed, do you think they couldn’t?”

    “They haven’t said anything. What good would it do to expose it?”

    He was stunned, then realization dawned.

    She was right. If he could sense it, the Peak Masters definitely could.

    And she was also right about Mu Zhi’an’s connection to the Peak Masters. Antagonizing him because of Junior Sister Bai wouldn’t be wise…

    “Thank you for your guidance, Senior Sister!” he said, gratitude filling his eyes.

    She smiled, dismissing his thanks.

    She hadn’t spoken up for his sake, but for Mu Zhi’an’s. She wanted to spare him unnecessary trouble.

    His simple tip might have been a trivial act for him, but it had granted her a valuable opportunity.

    And it would also strengthen Bai Ruoxi’s position within Boundless Sea Peak.

    After all, she held considerable influence within the peak.

    …

    Pilgrimage Palace.

    Seeing the Peak Masters approaching, Mu Zhi’an straightened his posture and bowed respectfully. “Greetings, Peak Masters.”

    I already told them I’d visit them later. Why are they in such a hurry? I’m not going anywhere… He thought.

    Yan Ruyu smiled and nodded. “It seems you’ve gained quite a bit from your trip to the Pilgrimage Palace, young friend,” she remarked, her gaze lingering on him.

    “Thanks to your guidance, Master Yan. Without your teachings, I wouldn’t have reached the Core Formation Realm so quickly,” he replied politely.

    She narrowed her eyes, pleased by his sincerity.

    Ying Guhuan, the alluring woman in the red dress, also narrowed her eyes, her voice soft and melodic. “I recently acquired some Dao Comprehension Tea Leaves. They’re not particularly rare, but they offer some benefits for Core Formation cultivators. If you’re interested, you can visit the back mountain in the next few days for a chat and some tea.”

    Dao Comprehension Tea…?

    The other Peak Masters’ eyes widened in surprise.

    Ying Guhuan made it sound casual, but Dao Comprehension Tea was beneficial even for Nascent Soul cultivators.

    To think the founding Peak Master of Boundless Sea Peak possessed such a treasure… and was willing to use it as bait.

    Yu Xuanji chuckled. “I recently divined your fate, young Mu. It seems you’ll be facing some trouble in the future. If you have time, visit the Peak of Celestial Secrets in the next few days. I’ll explain everything.”

    Yu Ziyan, clad in black robes, a red dot adorning her brow, smiled gently. “I’ve found some clues regarding your maid. Let’s discuss it sometime in the next few days.”

    She’s taking this matter seriously…? He was surprised.

    He had mentioned Wei Mengrou’s destiny to her before, but he hadn’t expected her to care, considering Wei Mengrou had no connection to her.

    But she had actually been investigating…

    Ning Yuan, observing their eagerness, narrowed his eyes.

    Something felt… off.

    They were a bit too enthusiastic.

    Was it because of Ling Long?

    Or… did they have another motive?

    Apart from Ling Long, what else about Mu Zhi’an could warrant such attention?

    “I have some matters to discuss with my disciple in the next few days,” Yan Ruyu said, her voice calm but firm. “If it’s not urgent, you can postpone your requests.”

    The other Peak Masters raised their eyebrows.

    Here it comes… she’s finally making her move.

    This was what they had been dreading.

    As a disciple of the Book Pavilion, Mu Zhi’an couldn’t refuse her.

    Summoning him to the Shao Le Residence was perfectly within her rights.

    After all, she was his Master…

    And as for what she would do once he was there… the three female Peak Masters knew exactly what she had in mind.

    However, they couldn’t stop her.

    They all knew about his Innate Celestial Vessel, but openly acknowledging it would change everything.

    Yan Ruyu smiled inwardly, enjoying the sudden silence.

    She had anticipated this scenario when she had chosen Mu Zhi’an… Though she had been reluctant to make the first move, now that someone else had broken the ice, there was no need for her to hold back.

    The “cabbage” she had nurtured for so long was finally ready to be harvested.

    “What do you plan to discuss with young Mu, Master Yan?” Ying Guhuan asked, her eyes narrowed.

    Yan Ruyu’s smile widened. “Anything and everything. His Core Formation Dao, his formations, his cultivation bottlenecks… and perhaps even the matter of the Jade Empress.”

    The other Peak Masters’ eyes flickered with interest at her last words.

    They had witnessed Mu Zhi’an strolling through the peach blossom forest with the Jade Empress, but she had vanished shortly after.

    Had she returned to her Dongtian, or was she residing within Ye Qian’s body? The whereabouts of a Dao Integration Empress were naturally a matter of concern.

    And more importantly, the Jade Empress had clearly been in a weakened state. If she was within Ye Qian’s body and discovered Mu Zhi’an’s Innate Celestial Vessel…

    If she decided to use him to replenish her spiritual energy, could they stop her?

    It was unlikely.

    Mu Zhi’an pondered their invitations, then made a decision: he would accept Yan Ruyu’s invitation.

    He had nothing planned for tomorrow, and he could certainly benefit from her guidance.

    He had been meaning to ask the Peak Masters for advice regarding his formations and techniques.

    He was about to speak when a clear, melodic voice interrupted him.

    “If you wish to inquire about me, you may do so now.”

    The ethereal voice, appearing out of nowhere, silenced him and plunged the Pilgrimage Palace into an eerie quiet.

    Ning Yuan, who had been about to leave, froze, turning back slowly.

    His eyes widened as he saw the green-clad fairy standing beside Mu Zhi’an.

    Yan Ruyu and the other Peak Masters’ hearts sank.

    It seems our worst fears have come true…

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 167

    Chapter 167: Core Formation Achieved, Time to Harvest!

    Meet the demon…?

    The Jade Empress stared at him, his smile gentle and sincere, wondering if she had misheard.

    She was the one who had sealed the demon, and now he was asking her to take him to it?

    After a moment of contemplation, she nodded. “Very well. I’ll accompany you.”

    Her Dao comprehension allowed her to sense dishonesty, and she could tell he was sincere.

    Indulging his request wouldn’t hurt.

    After all, the demon couldn’t break free from its seal.

    Besides, she had been hesitant to ask about his Innate Celestial Vessel. This was an opportunity to examine it herself.

    Her eyes flickered, and she detached herself from Ye Qian’s body, her ethereal form materializing in the peach blossom forest.

    Mu Zhi’an couldn’t help but steal a glance. She was stunning in her green dress, her delicate features as beautiful as a celestial being, her aloof demeanor stirring a primal desire within him.

    He couldn’t deny the bold thoughts that crossed his mind.

    However, with someone like her, actions without a proper foundation of affection were unwise.

    After all, she was a Dao Integration Empress.

    Ye Qian blinked, her consciousness returning. “Thank you for the inheritance, Senior!” she said, bowing gratefully to the Jade Empress.

    The Jade Empress smiled, her beauty captivating. Her shoulders and neck were perfectly proportioned, her waist slender and alluring, her long legs hidden beneath her flowing skirt.

    “We are compatible, child. It is fate. Honoring my legacy is the greatest reward you can offer,” she said, her voice as melodic as the guqin, her words carrying a soothing aura of Dao.

    Mu Zhi’an noticed that her form seemed hazy and indistinct, as if she were a figment of his imagination. He felt an urge to touch her face, to confirm whether she was real or simply an illusion.

    She turned to him, her expression hesitant.

    “Young friend, I need to temporarily reside within your vessel. Do not resist when my consciousness enters,” she said, forcing a smile.

    “I understand, Senior,” he replied.

    Her voice was ethereal, like a melody from another world. He wondered what she would sound like when she was shy… I want to marry her… He thought, unable to resist the urge.

    His vision blurred for a moment.

    “Let’s go. I’ll conceal my aura, so the demon won’t sense us,” she said, her voice now echoing in his mind.

    She was also curious about his intentions. Why did he want to meet the demon?

    She had a suspicion, but she wanted to confirm it.

    He instructed Ye Lingxuan and Ye Qian to return to their residence, then re-entered the bronze gate, heading back into the Dongtian.

    He found several disciples still lingering near the nine caves, attempting to divine the “secrets of heaven.”

    An Lingyue’s face was pale, suggesting she had encountered danger within one of the caves.

    However, her aura was slightly stronger, indicating she had also received some benefits.

    While the Jade Empress herself was the greatest treasure within the Dongtian, it didn’t mean there weren’t other opportunities.

    After all, this place had once been the residence of an Empress. She would have left behind some traces of her power.

    Nearby, a slender girl in a black dress, surrounded by a group of disciples, was performing a divination.

    Song Ziyang, the Boundless Sea Peak disciple who had displayed hostility towards Mu Zhi’an, was among them.

    What are they up to…? He thought, but he didn’t dwell on it. He entered the ninth cave alone.

    “Someone tried to divine my fate earlier. That girl in the black dress,” the Jade Empress’s voice said in his mind.

    Song Ziyi is trying to divine the Jade Empress…?

    He pondered her words as he walked along the path.

    Why would they try to divine her fate without any reason…?

    And they shouldn’t even know about her existence.

    Which meant… Song Ziyi wasn’t divining the Jade Empress. She was divining… Ye Qian?

    He reached the familiar pavilion, his mind still racing.

    He opened the door, entering the ancient hall. A deep, menacing voice echoed through the air.

    “Come here…”

    It was a stark contrast to the Jade Empress’s ethereal voice.

    He followed the voice, venturing deeper into the hall.

    “…Come here.”

    The voice grew louder.

    He reached a closed door and pushed it open. Darkness gave way to light as he stepped into an ancient plaza.

    Thick vines, resembling a spiderweb, converged from all directions, binding a withered arm in midair.

    The sight was both impressive and disturbing.

    “You’ve finally arrived,” a voice, ancient and weary, echoed from the arm.

    “Were you the one who summoned me, Senior?” he asked.

    “Indeed,” the demon replied.

    “What do you need from me, Senior…?” he asked cautiously.

    This entity was clearly dangerous. The “Friend of the Antagonists” title on his interface was glowing brightly.

    However, it was clearly trapped within this hall. Otherwise, it wouldn’t have summoned a mere Core Formation cultivator.

    “That woman… didn’t she stop you?” the demon asked.

    “She’s meditating,” he replied respectfully.

    “Hmph, she thinks she can seal me away with such a pathetic method? She will pay the price.”

    So he’s also a Dao Integration expert… Mu Zhi’an’s heart sank. “Is there anything I can do for you, Senior?” he asked, looking at the withered arm.

    The demon seemed pleased by his directness. “You cannot break the seal. However, if you bring me two things, I can rebuild my cultivation vessel.”

    He could forcefully break the seal if he wanted to.

    After a thousand years, the Jade Empress’s seal had weakened considerably.

    However, forcefully using his spiritual energy would result in a devastating backlash, leading to his demise.

    He needed to prepare beforehand, to rebuild his body.

    “Tell me what you need, Senior,” Mu Zhi’an said.

    “Rebirth Water, and the Heavenly Phoenix Fruit from the divine tree of the Jade Pool Sacred Land.”

    The demon paused, then added, “Of course, I won’t be ungrateful. If you bring me these two treasures, I will bestow upon you a great opportunity, allowing you to reach the Nascent Soul Realm within a year.”

    Normally, reaching the Nascent Soul Realm from the Core Formation Realm took three to five years. If one was unlucky and got stuck at the peak of Core Formation, it could take a decade, or even a lifetime.

    The demon’s offer was incredibly tempting.

    “Before that, Senior, I have a question,” Mu Zhi’an said, his expression carefully neutral.

    “Speak.” The demon tried to maintain a “kindly old grandpa” persona.

    “Why did you choose me, and not someone else?”

    “The answer lies within you,” the demon replied. “You carry a mark left by my daughter.”

    “Your daughter…?” He was stunned. “Who is your daughter?”

    He couldn’t recall interacting with any demonic cultivators.

    He had only met four: the two black-robed figures, the Demon Realm Empress, and Ying Guhuan.

    But only one of them had left a mark on him…

    “Are you… the Demon Realm Empress’s father…?” he asked, staring at the withered arm.

    “Indeed.”

    Mu Zhi’an’s mind reeled.

    That ethereal fairy… she was ruthless. She had single-handedly sealed the Demon Realm Empress’s father within the Pilgrimage Palace?!

    “Since you’re the one my daughter chose, I’m willing to give you a chance. Whether you seize it or not is up to you, young friend,” the demon said, his voice gentle and persuasive.

    I don’t want to seize it. I just want to seize the Fairy Sister…

    He hesitated, then asked, his voice filled with a mixture of eagerness and suspicion. “Can you swear that you’ll fulfill your promise if I bring you those two treasures, Senior?”

    “You’re quite cautious,” the demon scoffed.

    “I have to be, Senior. You’re a formidable being,” he replied with a smile.

    The demon reluctantly swore an oath.

    “I’ll obtain those treasures for you, Senior,” Mu Zhi’an said, bowing respectfully.

    “I have a Soul Nourishing Pill here. It will nourish your consciousness and protect you from a single mental attack,” the demon offered.

    He’s surprisingly generous… “Thank you for your generosity, Senior!” he exclaimed, his voice filled with gratitude.

    “Don’t thank me yet,” the demon said, his voice a low growl. “I’ve sworn an oath. Shouldn’t you do the same?”

    “I swear that I’ll obtain the Rebirth Water and the Heavenly Phoenix Fruit from the Forbidden Zone and the Jade Pool Sacred Land within a year. If I lie, may I be struck by lightning!” he declared.

    Boom!

    A thunderclap echoed through the hall, pleasing the demon.

    “You’re a man of your word, young friend. Consider this Soul Nourishing Pill a welcome gift.”

    A pill materialized in midair, landing in his hand.

    A potent medicinal fragrance filled the air.

    This fragrance… it’s at least a Seventh or Eighth-Grade pill… He felt invigorated just by smelling it.

    He suppressed his excitement. “If there’s nothing else, Senior, I’ll take my leave.”

    “Go.”

    Silence descended upon the plaza as the demon’s voice faded away.

    He left the hall, but instead of returning to the entrance, he opened the other doors, curious about what lay beyond.

    However, they were just ordinary rooms.

    He searched them, finding two seeds that resembled the Seeds of Dao Realization in the fourth room.

    Unfortunately, they were inferior versions, useless to him.

    Besides, he already had five.

    He shook his head, abandoning his search.

    He’ll leave these for the other disciples.

    As he left the hall, he transmitted his voice to An Lingyue, who was still near the entrance. “Senior Sister, there’s a pavilion a hundred paces from the entrance of the ninth cave. Check the fourth door on the right. You might find something useful.”

    An Lingyue looked up, spotting the handsome young man smiling at her.

    “The fourth door…”

    Her eyes flickered with anticipation.

    …

    Mu Zhi’an emerged from the Dongtian, stretching languidly. He felt refreshed and invigorated.

    He had accomplished everything he needed to do. He could relax for a while.

    His only remaining task was to accompany Ye Lingxuan to the Forbidden Zone in a month to meet her father.

    He wondered if the master of the Forbidden Zone would challenge him to a duel, declaring, “If you can defeat me, I’ll allow you to marry my daughter.”

    The thought of facing a Dao Integration expert filled him with apprehension.

    Besides, meeting his future father-in-law was secondary. His main objective was to obtain the Rebirth Water… and that would be much more difficult.

    He needed a reason, a reason compelling enough for the master of the Forbidden Zone to willingly hand over such a treasure.

    And that reason lay with the demon.

    However, there was no rush. He had a month to formulate a plan.

    In the meantime, he could confirm whether Lingxuan herself qualified as Rebirth Water…

    His thirst for knowledge was insatiable.

    As the thought crossed his mind, the Jade Empress’s voice echoed in his mind.

    “They’re coming.”

    He looked up and saw several figures descending from the pavilion.

    The woman at the forefront, clad in black robes, her voluptuous figure accentuated by the wind, exuded an aura of intelligence and mature beauty. She was Yan Ruyu, the Master of the Book Pavilion.

    The other Peak Masters he was familiar with were beside her.

    He realized.

    I’m at the Core Formation Realm now.

    For the past few months, these Peak Masters had treated him like a prized disciple, showering him with gifts and offering guidance. They had been eagerly awaiting his breakthrough.

    And now he had achieved it.

    The fish has been fattened… time to cast the net.

    It seems I’ll be quite busy…

    As the thought crossed his mind, the Peak Masters arrived before him.

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 166

    Chapter 166: You’re Pretty Good at Hiding, Rebirth Water

    As the cool, melodic voice echoed from the peach blossom forest, all eyes turned towards its source.

    Framed by the blossoming peach trees, Ye Lingxuan stood in a magnificent purple dress, its intricate embroidery shimmering in the sunlight.

    She was only sixteen or seventeen, but her attire accentuated her delicate features, highlighting her classical beauty and youthful charm.

    The old man narrowed his eyes, studying her.

    He didn’t know her true identity, only that she wasn’t a member of the Ye Family and that she had been staying with them in Tianxuan City for a specific purpose.

    Her words implied that she could obtain the Rebirth Water with ease.

    If she wasn’t bluffing… the power behind her was far greater than he had imagined…

    Despite her polite demeanor, she possessed an inherent pride.

    She was still at the Foundation Establishment Realm and relatively young. If they could gain her favor now, it would be beneficial. However, once she matured, it would be nearly impossible to win her over.

    Mu Zhi’an was incredibly lucky.

    He had already secured a place in her heart before she had fully blossomed.

    Her willingness to defend him was proof of that.

    It was all Ye Yu’s fault. He had been too focused on his cultivation, neglecting his sisters, allowing Mu Zhi’an to take advantage of the situation…

    The old man sighed inwardly, regret filling his heart.

    The green-clad fairy also studied the young girl.

    Ye Qian had already informed her that this was her elder sister.

    Under their scrutiny, Ye Lingxuan approached Mu Zhi’an, her delicate embroidered shoes barely making a sound. “Brother Mu,” she said, a sweet smile gracing her lips.

    He returned her smile, his expression warm and gentle. “Lingxuan, what brings you here?”

    “Sister Bai and I were chatting when we saw you and Qian’er leaving the Dongtian. We came to check on you,” she explained, her smile elegant and charming.

    So Ruoxi and Mengrou know I’ve left the Dongtian… He understood.

    She glanced at Ye Yu, her Innate Spiritual Body instantly detecting the change in his aura.

    He was clearly possessed.

    Her smile faded, replaced by a polite but distant expression. “I’ll bring the Rebirth Water to Senior Jade Empress in a month, so you needn’t worry, Brother Ye Yu.”

    The gentle warmth she had displayed towards Mu Zhi’an vanished, her voice cool and detached.

    The old man stared at her. “Are you so confident you can obtain the Rebirth Water, young lady?”

    “If I can’t, no one can,” she replied calmly.

    The Jade Empress glanced at her, surprised.

    She had met the master of the Forbidden Zone once, but they had no personal connection. She only knew that he was eccentric and unpredictable.

    However, she did recall the time when, a few years after his daughter’s birth, he had traveled a great distance to the Two Polarities Sect to request a protective formation from the Sect Master. Though she had been secluded within the Dongtian beneath the Pilgrimage Palace, she had sensed Shang Yanfei’s power as she crafted the formation.

    Apart from his daughter, the master of the Forbidden Zone had shown no interest in anything else.

    So the girl’s confident declaration was intriguing.

    The Jade Empress’s eyes gleamed with curiosity as she made a decision. “Return to your peak, fellow Daoist. I’ve made my choice,” she said, her voice carrying a hint of Dao that made it impossible to resent her refusal.

    Though disappointed, the old man couldn’t argue with her. He reluctantly abandoned this rare opportunity.

    Ye Yu, observing through the old man’s senses, felt a surge of jealousy as he saw Ye Lingxuan’s affectionate demeanor towards Mu Zhi’an.

    “So you’re relying on Lingxuan again. You’re useless without a woman’s help!” he spat, his voice no longer weary, but filled with youthful anger.

    “There’s nothing wrong with lovers helping each other,” Mu Zhi’an replied calmly.

    Lovers… Lingxuan blushed, lowering her eyes, her heart filled with a mixture of shyness and joy.

    Mu Zhi’an chuckled inwardly, watching Ye Yu’s frustrated silence.

    He had never shied away from relying on women. In fact, he enjoyed it.

    However, this time, he hadn’t intended to rely on Ye Lingxuan… or rather, he hadn’t intended to ask her to plead with others, even if that person was her father.

    He stared at Ye Yu, his expression calm and unwavering, frustrating the young man even further. Ye Yu turned and stormed off.

    “Master, who is possessing Qian’er?” he asked mentally, sensing the old man’s regret.

    The old man sighed. “She is the Jade Empress, the founding Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land. She likely still possesses a few Seeds of Dao Realization from her Dao Integration. Consuming even one would greatly benefit your cultivation.”

    “And she possesses an Innate Dao Body. If she temporarily resides within you, and if you play your cards right, you might be able to gain immense benefits from her.”

    It was said that every Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land possessed an Innate Dao Body.

    It was similar to an Innate Celestial Vessel.

    However, while an Innate Celestial Vessel provided spiritual energy to others, an Innate Dao Body contained a sliver of the Great Dao within. The first person of the opposite sex they formed a close bond with could randomly comprehend a supreme technique from that Dao.

    It was a technique derived from the Great Dao itself, perfectly suited to the individual.

    Many cultivators dreamed of marrying a Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool Sacred Land, but few had succeeded throughout history. And conquering someone like the Jade Empress through force was practically impossible.

    “The Holy Maiden of the Jade Pool…” Ye Yu murmured. “Why is she in Qian’er’s body?”

    “Mu Zhi’an likely encountered her within the Dongtian beneath the Pilgrimage Palace.”

    The old man paused. “Return to the Dongtian before it closes.”

    “The Jade Empress herself is the greatest treasure within that Dongtian, but we can still get a share.”

    …

    The Jade Empress, her ethereal beauty captivating, studied Ye Lingxuan.

    Her eyes held a hint of disbelief. The girl’s confident declaration regarding the Rebirth Water had surprised her.

    However, she sensed that the girl wasn’t exaggerating. It was as if she were stating a simple fact.

    It was as if she were saying: You need Rebirth Water? I’ll just fetch a bucket for you…

    Her emerald eyes, deep and fathomless, reflected Ye Lingxuan’s image as she chatted with Mu Zhi’an.

    “Brother Mu, I hope I didn’t cause any trouble,” Lingxuan said, her purple dress billowing in the breeze, accentuating her slender figure.

    She looked up at him, her voice laced with a hint of shyness. Though it was phrased as a question, her meaning was clear: Praise me.

    She was at that age where she craved praise from her beloved, but her pride prevented her from expressing it directly.

    “You arrived just in time. You saved the day,” he replied, reaching out to gently caress her cheek. He admired her smile, her soft lips parting slightly, releasing a delicate fragrance. He felt a surge of desire.

    It’s a shame this isn’t the right time or place… otherwise, I could test if she herself qualifies as Rebirth Water…

    Sensing his gaze, she blushed, averting her eyes. “W-what is it?”

    “You mentioned being bathed in Rebirth Water as a child… does that mean you yourself are… Rebirth Water?” he asked, genuinely curious.

    If she was, he should have sensed it already. After all, they had kissed several times…

    Or does kissing not count…?

    She blushed even deeper, sensing his inappropriate thoughts. “What are you thinking about?” she mumbled.

    Can Innate Spiritual Bodies sense impure thoughts…? “Nothing. Don’t worry…” he said, shaking his head.

    “An Innate Spiritual Body… are you the Holy Maiden of the Forbidden Zone?” the Jade Empress asked, her voice laced with surprise.

    She had met several Holy Maidens of the Forbidden Zone, all of whom possessed Innate Spiritual Bodies. However, she had never encountered one with such a gentle and welcoming aura.

    Lingxuan snapped out of her daze, suppressing her embarrassment. “Greetings, Senior Jade Empress. I’ve often heard tales of your legend from my clan,” she said, bowing respectfully.

    So she truly is the Holy Maiden of the Forbidden Zone. No wonder she’s so confident… The Jade Empress understood.

    The Rebirth Water belonged to her clan. Of course, she could obtain it.

    “But if the master of the Forbidden Zone knew why you wanted the Rebirth Water, would he allow you to take it?” Mu Zhi’an asked.

    Lingxuan frowned, understanding his concern.

    She wanted to help him.

    However, he had no connection to the master of the Forbidden Zone… at least, not yet.

    If the Jade Empress used the Rebirth Water to rebuild her cultivation vessel, another Emperor-level expert would emerge, and the Jade Pool Sacred Land’s status would skyrocket.

    The balance of power in the Eastern Realm would shift.

    That might not be something the master of the Forbidden Zone wanted.

    “I’m returning to the Forbidden Zone in a month. I’ll talk to my father,” she said.

    It might be troublesome if he discovered her true intentions… but she would do anything for Mu Zhi’an.

    “If possible, I’d like to speak with your father myself,” he said, shaking his head.

    He wanted the Rebirth Water, but he didn’t want to use Ye Lingxuan to obtain it.

    Exploiting their relationship for personal gain would taint it.

    If she were the master of the Forbidden Zone, he wouldn’t hesitate to take advantage.

    However, asking her to plead with her father… that was different.

    He was her father, after all. If he discovered that Mu Zhi’an had used his daughter to obtain the Rebirth Water, it would create problems in the future, even with the Jade Empress’s backing.

    “Just rely on me, Brother Mu. Please?” she pleaded, her cheeks burning with embarrassment.

    She’s so adorable when she’s shy… “I want to rely on you, Lingxuan, but I don’t want you to plead with others, even if that person is your father,” he said gently.

    She looked up at him, understanding his sentiment.

    “Do you plan to obtain the Rebirth Water yourself, Brother Mu?”

    He shook his head. “I was planning to accompany you to the Forbidden Zone anyway. I’ll take this opportunity to speak with your father about Senior Jade Empress.”

    “My father isn’t a benevolent man. He won’t help out of the kindness of his heart,” she said softly.

    If he knew you said that, he’d probably lament about his ungrateful daughter… He chuckled inwardly. “Of course he has no reason to help Fairy Sister… so we need to give him a reason.”

    The Jade Empress studied him, her beautiful eyes filled with curiosity. “Do you have an idea, young friend?”

    “You mentioned that even if you were to fade away, the demon within the Dongtian would also perish within a thousand years, right, Fairy Sister?” he asked.

    She met his gaze, her beauty both ethereal and alluring.

    She nodded. “He’s not in much better shape than I am.”

    “Why do you ask?”

    He stared back at her, pondering for a moment. “Can I meet him?”

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 73

    Chapter 73: Uncertain Feelings

    With all matters settled and the night deepening, Lin Tianlu didn’t linger in the old mansion.

    But upon returning to the inn, he was greeted by a strange sight.

    A puddle of muddy water had spread across the hallway, with bits of white ash floating in it.

    “Miss Hua, what…”

    “A ghost disguised itself as you, Senior, trying to trick me with its words. But I saw through its disguise and killed it.”

    Hua Shuya’s face was still flushed with anger, and she snorted. “Perhaps this is the evil spirit that has been terrorizing Ganchang Village.”

    It did seem likely.

    Looking at the muddy water, Lin Tianlu recalled the rumors he had heard from the waiter.

    He hadn’t expected Hua Shuya to encounter the ghost…

    But then again, with her impressive martial arts skills and her pure Yang energy, she must have been a tempting target for a hungry ghost.

    Lin Tianlu pondered for a moment, then glanced around. “What about the other guests in the inn?”

    “I didn’t alert the innkeeper.”

    “Good. There’s no need to alarm them.”

    He flicked his sleeve, dispersing the ash.

    Of course, a trace of pure Yin energy was absorbed into the jade pendant in his pocket… but the pendant’s appetite seemed to have grown. It had already absorbed the Yin energy of two ghosts tonight, and yet it remained silent.

    Hua Shuya calmed down slightly. “Did you find anything, Senior?”

    “I did the same as you, Miss Hua. I eliminated a ghost. Gancang Village should be safe for a while.”

    Lin Tianlu smiled faintly. “Calm down, Miss Hua, and get some rest. We’ll be leaving early tomorrow morning.”

    “Understood.”

    Hua Shuya’s expression softened as she sheathed her sword. “You should get some rest too, Senior… Hmm?”

    She suddenly frowned and sniffed the air curiously. “Why do you smell like jasmine, Senior? It’s a faint and gentle scent. It smells nice.”

    Lin Tianlu froze and quickly sniffed his sleeve. “Could it be perfume? I went to the brothel earlier and met with a woman. Perhaps I accidentally picked up the scent.”

    “…”

    Hua Shuya almost dropped her sword, her eyes widening.

    —The brothel?

    “Senior, why did you—”

    Lin Tianlu quickly realized that there was no one else around. He gently placed his hand on her shoulder and guided her towards her room. “Don’t misunderstand, Miss Hua. I’ll explain everything.”

    Hua Shuya was stunned for a moment, then nodded obediently.

    …

    As the moon disappeared behind the clouds…

    Lin Tianlu sipped his tea, glancing at the beautiful girl sleeping peacefully on the bed.

    Perhaps exhausted from their journey, Hua Shuya had fallen asleep quickly after hearing his explanation.

    Lin Tianlu didn’t want to disturb her, so he adjusted her sleeping position, took off her shoes, and covered her with a blanket.

    “This girl is truly endearing.”

    He chuckled to himself.

    Her shock and disbelief upon learning that he had visited a brothel had been quite amusing.

    But after he had explained briefly, she seemed to understand immediately, her trust in him absolute, without a shred of doubt.

    “Senior…”

    Hua Shuya mumbled in her sleep. “Come and eat… Madam Mao cooked a delicious meal today…”

    Lin Tianlu: “…”

    This girl was dreaming about food?

    …

    The next morning…

    Lin Tianlu and Hua Shuya set off, leaving Ganchang Village.

    But Hua Shuya’s face was still flushed, her demeanor shy and awkward. She avoided looking at him directly.

    When she woke up this morning, she had realized that she had fallen asleep in Senior’s room and had even been taken care of by him. Her heart raced with embarrassment, imagining all the unflattering sleeping positions he must have seen.

    “Senior, I-I didn’t say anything strange in my sleep… did I?”

    She finally asked, her voice barely a whisper.

    Lin Tianlu chuckled and handed her a pastry he had just bought.

    “Eat something. It’ll fulfill your wish.”

    Hua Shuya’s face turned even redder, as if smoke was about to rise from her head.

    Seeing her extreme shyness, Lin Tianlu chuckled and quickly reassured her, deciding not to tease her further.

    But they suddenly stopped in their tracks.

    A long line of people had formed on the street, men, women, and children all crowding towards something, creating a bustling scene.

    He tapped a middle-aged man on the shoulder and asked politely, “Excuse me, Sir, what’s going on over there?”

    The man looked him up and down, then said, “You must be a stranger, Sir. The Spring Surge Workshop is giving away free food. They’ve been cooking porridge and making dishes since early this morning and are now distributing them to the villagers.”

    He then looked ashamed. “I used to think those women were just lowly prostitutes. I looked down on them. I never imagined they would be so kind and generous. They’re all living bodhisattvas.”

    As the man walked away, Hua Shuya stood on tiptoe, trying to see what was happening. She could vaguely see several young women distributing porridge and steamed buns to the crowd.

    “Senior, those women…”

    “It seems she truly has a kind heart.” Lin Tianlu smiled. “Doing good deeds will improve their reputation in the community, and their business will prosper.”

    Hua Shuya said softly, “You’re so kind, Senior.”

    “It’s not kindness. I just offered her some advice. What she does with it is up to her.” Lin Tianlu shrugged. “Let’s go. We need to reach Nanfeng County by the day after tomorrow.”

    “Mm!”

    They continued on their journey, their figures disappearing into the crowd.

    But a pair of eyes watched them leave.

    …

    Inside the Spring Surge Workshop, Ren Yinshan, dressed in a seductive silk robe, was kneading dough, her hips swaying, her skirt swirling like water.

    But her gaze was fixed on the window, a distant look in her eyes.

    “Lin Tianlu…”

    “Sister Ren, are you smitten with that handsome scholar?” A young girl, who was also kneading dough, giggled.

    “Don’t be silly.”

    Ren Yinshan quickly came back to her senses, scolding the girl playfully, but a faint smile lingered on her lips. “He has a beautiful young woman traveling with him. They must be in love. And he’s so kind and powerful. How could someone like me ever hope to win his heart?”

    “Sister Ren, you’re not undesirable at all. You’re incredibly beautiful. If you went downstairs and revealed your true face, all those men would be smitten. You wouldn’t have to be stuck in here kneading dough like me.”

    “I don’t like to flaunt myself.” Ren Yinshan chuckled softly. “Besides, do you even know what that girl looks like? I only caught a glimpse of her, but she seems elegant and refined, like a jade carving.”

    The young girl pouted. “Then why did you ask me to gather information about him this morning?”

    “…He spared my life. I just want to repay his kindness. It’s not as indecent as you think.”

    Ren Yinshan flicked her forehead lightly. “Just focus on kneading the dough. And stop with the teasing. We have a lot of work to do these next few days.”

    “Yes, yes, yes~ Sister Ren has no interest in that scholar~”

    “You little rascal.”

    Ren Yinshan chuckled helplessly.

    But as she looked towards the disappearing figures, she couldn’t help but smile faintly.

    Perhaps deep down… she still held a sliver of hope.

    Not necessarily for a romantic relationship, but for a friendship, a chance to talk and laugh, to share their thoughts and dreams, to admire the starry sky and observe the world together. To befriend such a man, even as a platonic companion, might change her life for the better.

    “Sister Ren, you could actually… go after him.”

    “No.”

    Ren Yinshan smiled, her eyes filled with a maternal warmth. “I have to stay here and take care of you all. Only when you’ve all found happiness, settled down with loving partners, can I truly rest easy.”

    The young girl’s hands paused as she kneaded the dough, then she suddenly hugged Ren Yinshan tightly.

    “Ah? What are you…”

    The girl pulled a handkerchief from her cleavage and rushed out of the room.

    “Where are you going?!”

    “Sister Ren is too sentimental. Let me help!” The girl waved the handkerchief without looking back. “I’m going to give that scholar a farewell gift!”

    “…”

    Ren Yinshan reached out to stop her, but no words came out.

    After a moment of silence, she chuckled self-deprecatingly.