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  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 154

    Chapter 154: Utilize Everything, Including Yourself

    Silence filled the air as Ying Guhuan stared at Mu Zhi’an, her usually calm gaze replaced by a burning intensity, as if she were looking at a rare treasure.

    Yu Ziyan, clad in her Taoist robes, stood tall and elegant, the wind pressing the fabric against her curves.

    The Peak Master of Dao Peak couldn’t hide the anticipation in her eyes.

    During her earlier visit to Ling Long’s Dongtian, she had suspected a change in Mu Zhi’an’s vessel.

    After all, she was incredibly sensitive to “Qi”, and she had indeed sensed the unique aura of an Innate Celestial Vessel while meditating at Dao Peak.

    However, upon arriving at the Dongtian, she hadn’t detected any unusual changes in Mu Zhi’an, so she had reluctantly accepted his explanation that the aura had come from Ling Long.

    But his simple statement had revealed a shocking truth.

    The Heavenly Dao Aura was with Mu Zhi’an!

    And it was within his vessel!

    “Is that true, Young Master Mu?” Yu Ziyan asked, her voice gentle, her smile serene. “Is the Heavenly Dao Aura truly within your vessel?”

    “Has your vessel undergone any changes?”

    Her eyes, however, betrayed her eagerness.

    Bai Ruoxi and the Ye sisters frowned, their intuition screaming that this Peak Master’s gaze was far from appropriate.

    Even Ye Yu was stunned.

    The Peak Masters’ reactions weren’t what he had expected.

    Even if they didn’t covet a disciple’s treasure, they should at least inquire about the Heavenly Dao Aura.

    Why were they focused on the vessel instead of the aura itself?

    “What’s all the commotion about? Has someone offended my inner disciple again?”

    A clear, melodious voice echoed from the sky.

    They looked up to see a beautiful woman, clad in a black robe, descending gracefully. She exuded an aura of intelligence and charm.

    Yan Ruyu’s eyes sparkled as she gazed at Mu Zhi’an. She glanced at Ye Yu, then asked, “What are you two arguing about at the Pilgrimage Palace?”

    Ying Guhuan frowned, and the smile on Yu Ziyan’s face faded.

    This is troublesome…

    They hadn’t expected Yan Ruyu to appear.

    If the Heavenly Dao Aura was truly within Mu Zhi’an’s vessel, and he reached the Core Formation Realm… as an inner disciple of the Book Pavilion, how could he refuse Yan Ruyu’s requests?

    And her beauty, coupled with her intelligence and the air of mystery cultivated through years of reading, was incredibly alluring to young men.

    If the Master of the Book Pavilion beckoned, Mu Zhi’an would surely follow, body and soul.

    Mu Zhi’an bowed respectfully. “Greetings, Master Yan.”

    She nodded, smiling warmly. “There’s no need for formalities between us.”

    She glanced at the disciples, then at Ye Yu. “What happened here? This commotion even attracted the Peak Master of Dao Peak and Senior Ying.”

    Her gaze shifted to Ying Guhuan.

    She rarely leaves the back mountain of Boundless Sea Peak. Why has she been so active lately?

    “Young Master Ye suspects me of stealing his Heavenly Dao Aura, Master Yan,” Mu Zhi’an replied respectfully.

    Heavenly Dao Aura?

    Yan Ruyu raised an eyebrow.

    She was well aware of the value of such an ancient treasure.

    To think Ye Yu once possessed such a treasure…

    She glanced at Ye Yu, then back at Mu Zhi’an, her brow furrowing. “The Heavenly Dao Aura is an ancient treasure. Possessing it doesn’t guarantee ownership. It chooses its master.”

    “Are you certain the Heavenly Dao Aura is with Mu Zhi’an?” she asked Ye Yu.

    “He just admitted it!” he spat, glaring at Mu Zhi’an.

    She was taken aback, glancing at her disciple in surprise.

    This wasn’t like him…

    Under their scrutiny, Mu Zhi’an replied calmly, “The Heavenly Dao Aura Young Master Ye mentioned is indeed with me.”

    Yan Ruyu: “?”

    Why did you just blurt that out?! How am I supposed to help you now?

    As Yan Ruyu stared at him in disbelief, Mu Zhi’an recounted the events in Tianxuan City:

    “I had a spar with Young Master Ye outside Tianxuan City. The Heavenly Dao Aura left him, and shortly after, I sensed it entering my vessel.”

    “Master Yan, your suspicions were correct. I was the one emitting that unusual spiritual aura.”

    “I received an opportunity within Senior Ling Long’s Dongtian, which caused the Heavenly Dao Aura to merge with my vessel. My spiritual energy underwent a transformation.”

    “However, since I haven’t reached the Core Formation Realm yet, I can’t maintain that state constantly.”

    “……”

    Yan Ruyu’s eyes widened, her gaze fixed on him.

    “The Heavenly Dao Aura is within your vessel?”

    The disciples might be confused, but the Peak Masters, aware of his Innate Celestial Vessel constitution, understood the implications.

    Once he reached the Core Formation Realm, the spiritual energy he transferred to others would be significantly amplified!

    Seeing him nod, her eyes gleamed with excitement. “Since the Heavenly Dao Aura has chosen you, make good use of it. Do something meaningful,” she said, her voice filled with approval.

    “I will, Master Yan,” he replied sincerely.

    “Wait…”

    Ye Yu stared at Mu Zhi’an, his voice laced with suspicion. “You’re just covering for Bai Ruoxi!”

    “If the Heavenly Dao Aura is within you, how do you explain her monstrous cultivation speed?”

    He had almost fallen for Mu Zhi’an’s trick again.

    His target was Bai Ruoxi!

    Mu Zhi’an had jumped in to protect her, claiming the Heavenly Dao Aura for himself… If the demonic cultivator within the sect examined Mu Zhi’an and couldn’t find the aura, the matter would be dropped.

    The more readily Mu Zhi’an admitted to possessing the aura, the more likely it was that Bai Ruoxi actually had it!

    Mu Zhi’an sighed. “Young Master Ye, the Heavenly Dao Aura you lost that day is indeed with me.”

    “As for Ruoxi’s cultivation speed… that involves some personal secrets I’d rather not share. Please don’t make this difficult for me.”

    He glanced at the Peak Masters, noting their subtle frowns.

    They didn’t want anyone else to know about his Innate Celestial Vessel.

    Ye Yu narrowed his eyes, unconvinced. “Cultivation is a personal journey. Are you claiming you can accelerate Lady Bai’s progress?”

    “Don’t you know what your own Heavenly Dao Aura does?” Mu Zhi’an countered.

    Bai Ruoxi’s Heavenly Dao Aura accelerated her absorption and refinement of spiritual energy, and its effects extended to those around her.

    Ye Yu knew this.

    “The Heavenly Dao Aura can indeed boost the cultivation speed of those nearby, but not to this extent,” he insisted, staring at Mu Zhi’an.

    Bai Ruoxi had only been at the sect for a short time, yet she had already advanced from the First Stage to the Third Stage of Core Formation. It was impossible without the Heavenly Dao Aura.

    Mu Zhi’an’s expression turned troubled.

    Ye Yu smirked inwardly, about to press his advantage.

    “Enough!”

    The Peak Master of Dao Peak’s voice, cold and commanding, silenced them.

    Ye Yu looked up at the beautiful Peak Master. “I understand you two have a history, but fighting within the sect is forbidden. If you have a grudge, settle it at the Immortal Ascension Ceremony in six months,” she said, her voice firm.

    She paused, then continued, “As for Bai Ruoxi’s cultivation speed… whether she possesses the Heavenly Dao Aura or not is none of your concern.”

    Yan Ruyu nodded in agreement. “Indeed. Regardless of whether she has the Heavenly Dao Aura, discussing such matters publicly is inappropriate. Don’t mention it again.”

    They couldn’t risk more people discovering the secret of the Innate Celestial Vessel.

    Ying Guhuan, though silent, also nodded in agreement.

    With the three Peak Masters united, Ye Yu had no choice but to back down, however reluctantly.

    He had achieved his objective.

    Though he hadn’t been able to prove that Bai Ruoxi possessed the Heavenly Dao Aura, her rapid progress was undeniably suspicious. It couldn’t be explained without the aura.

    If this news reached the demonic cultivator within the sect…

    Mu Zhi’an would be in deep trouble.

    Meanwhile, he would simply focus on his own cultivation and await the “opportunity” Master had mentioned!

    He bowed, then left the Pilgrimage Palace.

    Mu Zhi’an bid farewell to the Peak Masters and left with Bai Ruoxi and the Ye sisters, the eyes of the disciples following them.

    Though most hadn’t heard the conversation, Ye Yu’s accusation had reached their ears.

    And that was precisely what he had intended.

    Ying Guhuan stood in the air above the Pilgrimage Palace, her loose robe billowing in the wind, revealing her alluring curves.

    She watched Mu Zhi’an depart, a seductive smile playing on her lips as she twirled a strand of hair between her fingers.

    It seemed Ye Yu’s suspicions were correct.

    The demonic cultivator within the Two Polarities Sect wasn’t a fool.

    There was no contradiction between Mu Zhi’an possessing the Heavenly Dao Aura and Bai Ruoxi possessing it as well.

    After all, her cultivation speed was undeniably suspicious.

    It couldn’t be explained solely by Mu Zhi’an’s “Innate Celestial Vessel.”

    If Ye Yu’s Heavenly Dao Aura was truly with Bai Ruoxi… what should I do…?

    She immediately had her answer: Bai Ruoxi and Mu Zhi’an were too close. She couldn’t act rashly.

    After all… Mu Zhi’an was far more valuable than the Heavenly Dao Aura within Bai Ruoxi.

    Her eyes flickered with a calculating glint.

    After escorting Bai Ruoxi back to her room, Mu Zhi’an was about to leave when she spoke.

    “My dear, have I caused you trouble again?” she asked softly, her voice filled with guilt.

    Her usual delicate features were accentuated by her post-tribulation weakness, making her appear even more fragile and pitiful.

    He sat down beside her bed. “This was bound to happen eventually. It’s fine,” he said with a smile.

    Seeing the worry in her eyes, he continued, “The faster your cultivation progresses, the more people will suspect you of possessing the Heavenly Dao Aura.”

    “But this is the Two Polarities Sect. No one would dare harm you here.”

    “But there’s a demonic cultivator within the sect… What if they…” She was still worried.

    Mu Zhi’an had admitted to possessing the Heavenly Dao Aura. What if the demonic cultivator targeted him…?

    She wished she was stronger. If she had reached the Nascent Soul Realm, she could handle most threats with ease.

    He gently stroked her hair, his fingers combing through her soft strands.

    She wore a white dress embroidered with snow lotuses, her ample bosom straining against the fabric. Her lips were pale, a lingering effect of the tribulation.

    She gazed at him, her eyes filled with concern.

    He smiled warmly. “Just focus on recovering and cultivating.”

    “Leave everything else to me.”

    His own cultivation progress might be slow, but he could accelerate hers.

    Perhaps his “heaven-defying talent” lay in his ability to support others.

    His words calmed her anxieties. She blushed, lowering her eyes as she nodded softly.

    He was right. She needed to recover and focus on becoming stronger… so that she could protect him from any threats.

    Whether it was enemies or seductive temptresses.

    Her gaze softened, and she pulled him closer, burying his face in her embrace.

    She closed her eyes, savoring his presence, his warmth radiating against her skin.

    Doesn’t she know this is suffocating…? He glanced up at her, seeing the blissful expression on her face. He couldn’t bring himself to disturb her.

    Though he was struggling to breathe, it was a small price to pay for her happiness.

    Ye Qian and Ye Lingxuan walked hand-in-hand back to their residence within the Jade Glass Palace.

    Qian’er, her slender waist and blossoming figure accentuated by her dress and ribbon, frowned. “Sister, why does Brother Ye Yu always target Brother Mu?”

    Lingxuan walked beside her, her voice soft. “I’m not sure.”

    She didn’t know the reason for their animosity, but when she had investigated Mu Zhi’an, she had learned that their conflict had stemmed from an incident where Ye Yu had caused trouble at the Mu Manor.

    And afterwards, Mu Zhi’an and Bai Ruoxi had grown closer.

    Perhaps that was the root of their feud.

    As for now… if Ye Yu’s Heavenly Dao Aura was truly with Mu Zhi’an, it was understandable why he harbored such hatred.

    “If Brother Ye Yu and Brother Mu fight, whose side will you take, Sister?” Qian’er asked suddenly.

    Lingxuan paused, then looked at her sister, who had stopped walking and was staring at her intently. She smiled after a moment. “I’ll take whoever’s side you choose, Qian’er.”

    “Whose side will you choose?” she asked, her eyes twinkling playfully.

    Qian’er blushed, lowering her head. “You’re always teasing me, Sister.”

    If she hadn’t met Mu Zhi’an, she would have sided with Ye Yu out of loyalty to their family.

    But now… the answer was obvious.

    Lingxuan smiled at her blushing sister, then sighed inwardly.

    What would Qian’er think if she discovered her relationship with Mu Zhi’an?

    Perhaps it was time to have a serious conversation with her…

    Mu Zhi’an, relishing the lingering scent of Bai Ruoxi’s embrace, left her room and stepped out into the courtyard.

    “Mengrou, could you give me a ride?”

    Wei Mengrou materialized before him, her expression cold and aloof. “Where are you going?”

    She hesitated, then continued, “You admitted to possessing the Heavenly Dao Aura. Aren’t you worried about attracting unwanted attention?”

    He raised an eyebrow, chuckling. “This is the sect. The disciples wouldn’t dare do anything here.”

    “The real threat isn’t the disciples, but the demonic cultivator.”

    Her eyes widened. “You mean… the founding Peak Master of Boundless Sea Peak?”

    The Demon Realm’s objective was the Heavenly Dao Aura.

    And both the aura within him and the one within Bai Ruoxi were targets for Ying Guhuan.

    Being targeted by such a powerful being would be troublesome, even within the Two Polarities Sect.

    He nodded. “That’s why I need you to take me to Boundless Sea Peak, Mengrou.”

    “I need to have a talk with Peak Master Ying.”

    “A talk…? What are you planning?” she asked, surprised.

    He was going to confront the demonic cultivator residing in the back mountain of Boundless Sea Peak?

    “I’m going to utilize everything I can,” he said, meeting her gaze, a smile playing on his lips.

    “Including myself.”

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 153

    Chapter 153: The Truth is Out: I’m an Innate Celestial Vessel

    Standing among the crowd, the Third Prince watched Bai Ruoxi’s pale face and Mu Zhi’an’s solicitous gestures with a smirk.

    Though his plan had failed, it had confirmed one thing: the Tribulation Cloud Pill could indeed be used to manipulate tribulations.

    Unfortunately, the pill’s recipe was incredibly rare, and he only had one.

    He wondered where that disciple had obtained it.

    A pang of regret stabbed at his heart.

    Even though his plan had failed, and Mu Zhi’an remained unharmed… what about Bai Ruoxi?

    A proud man like Mu Zhi’an, witnessing his beloved woman suffering while he remained powerless… it would be a fate worse than death.

    As for the so-called divination technique… he wasn’t concerned.

    He wouldn’t have dared to appear here without taking precautions.

    He had been carrying a talisman that shielded him from divination techniques from the start.

    Meanwhile, Mu Zhi’an’s words caused a stir among the disciples.

    “Junior Brother Mu, what do you mean? Could you elaborate?”

    “Yes, you claim that someone sabotaged Lady Bai’s tribulation. Do you have any evidence?”

    Most wouldn’t connect Bai Ruoxi’s tribulation to a pill.

    After all, the Tribulation Cloud Pill was incredibly rare. If not for Ye Lingxuan’s earlier words, Mu Zhi’an, even suspecting foul play, wouldn’t have considered such an obscure possibility.

    Three Peak Masters gracefully descended from the sky: Yi Hao, Ren Kaitai, the Peak Master of Metamorphic Jewel Peak, and Ning Shuwen, the Vice Peak Master of Metamorphic Jewel Peak.

    Yi Hao addressed Mu Zhi’an. “Explain yourself.”

    Mu Zhi’an, his arm still around Bai Ruoxi, bowed respectfully. “Peak Masters, I believe someone deliberately sabotaged Lady Bai’s tribulation, intending to harm her.”

    “As for the reason…”

    He paused, then continued, “A Core Formation tribulation consists of only six bolts of lightning. However, Ruoxi faced eight… Has such a thing ever happened before?”

    “Never,” Yi Hao replied.

    He frowned, then nodded slowly, seemingly agreeing with Mu Zhi’an’s assessment.

    Ren Kaitai raised an eyebrow, studying Mu Zhi’an silently.

    He wasn’t eager to get involved in this mess…

    However, the talented disciple he had recently accepted was Mu Zhi’an’s maid…

    Ren Kaitai cherished Wei Mengrou, who possessed extraordinary talent despite her misfortune. He had gifted her numerous pills in addition to her monthly allowance as an inner disciple.

    It was all because of her talent.

    “If this tribulation was indeed a deliberate act of sabotage, I will personally see that justice is served!” Ren Kaitai said, his voice gentle yet firm.

    “Thank you, Peak Masters,” Mu Zhi’an replied gratefully.

    “What do you propose we do?” Yi Hao asked.

    “I request that you use your divination techniques to question each disciple individually. Ask them if they had anything to do with Lady Bai’s tribulation,” he replied.

    It would be a tedious and time-consuming process, but if this matter wasn’t handled properly, it might happen again.

    Considering Mu Zhi’an’s value and his connections to their disciples, the three Peak Masters agreed.

    As the Peak Masters began questioning the disciples one by one, Mu Zhi’an led Bai Ruoxi to a nearby stone bench.

    “My dear, what’s going on…?” she asked softly, leaning against him.

    “Didn’t you realize something was wrong with your tribulation?” he asked, his gaze fixed on the Peak Masters.

    She frowned, then nodded slowly. “I did.”

    “But can they really find the culprit this way?”

    As they spoke, Ye Lingxuan and Ye Qian approached, their hands intertwined.

    Witnessing Bai Ruoxi’s weakened state and her intimate gesture with Mu Zhi’an, they refrained from commenting.

    However, their expressions were complex.

    Ye Lingxuan retrieved an exquisite wooden box, opened it, and offered Bai Ruoxi a pill. “Sister Bai, this is an Essence Restoration Pill. It will help you recover your spiritual energy faster,” she said softly.

    Bai Ruoxi looked up at the kind and gentle girl, her heart warming at the genuine concern in her eyes. “Thank you, Lingxuan,” she said, accepting the pill.

    Lingxuan smiled faintly.

    It’s nice that they’re getting along… Mu Zhi’an thought, his heart filled with contentment.

    “Brother Mu, can divination techniques really identify the person who harmed Sister Bai?” Ye Qian asked softly.

    He glanced at the disciples being questioned, then said, “It’s unlikely.”

    “Anyone with half a brain would have anticipated this.”

    Bai Ruoxi looked at him. “Then why…”

    He seemed to know what she wanted to ask. He stared at the crowd, his gaze settling on a specific figure.

    “Divination techniques might not reveal the culprit, but if we already know who it is, there are plenty of ways to expose them.”

    “Next.”

    Yi Hao watched as the disciples approached one by one, his brow furrowed with frustration.

    Even he had realized the problem.

    The culprit might not be among these disciples!

    Or perhaps the person responsible was present, but had taken measures to counter divination techniques.

    If they let the culprit escape… it might happen again.

    Ren Kaitai also realized the issue, his expression growing serious.

    Suddenly, a voice reached Yi Hao’s ears through a discreet transmission.

    He froze, glancing at Mu Zhi’an, who had sent the message.

    He pondered for a moment, then nodded subtly, averting his gaze.

    “Next.”

    Another disciple stepped forward.

    Ye Yu.

    “Did you have anything to do with Junior Sister Bai’s tribulation today?” Yi Hao asked, his eyes glowing gold as he activated the divination technique.

    Ye Yu’s aura came into focus.

    If he lied, his aura would darken.

    However, this technique was useless against Ye Yu, who was innocent.

    He had nothing to do with this matter.

    “I—”

    “Wait!”

    Mu Zhi’an’s voice rang out, drawing everyone’s attention.

    Ye Yu frowned. “Young Master Mu, the Peak Masters are currently investigating the sabotage of Lady Bai’s tribulation. Why are you interrupting?”

    “Lady Bai is a dear friend. Someone deliberately caused her to face eight bolts of lightning.”

    He paused, his gaze sweeping over the crowd. “And whoever did this likely anticipated the use of divination techniques.”

    Ren Kaitai and Ning Shuwen nodded in agreement.

    “Are you suggesting you have a way to find the culprit, Young Master Mu?” Ye Yu asked, his voice laced with mockery.

    What could a newly accepted disciple do that the Peak Masters couldn’t?

    “Indeed, I do,” Mu Zhi’an replied calmly.

    His words caused a stir.

    Ye Yu frowned, unsure of what Mu Zhi’an was up to.

    Mu Zhi’an approached the Peak Masters and offered them a pill.

    “Peak Masters, this is a Restoration Pill. Anyone who consumes it will temporarily lose the effects of all talismans and secret techniques for a period of time.”

    He turned to Ye Yu, a smile playing on his lips. “Young Master Ye, would you be willing to consume this pill and answer our questions again?”

    Ye Yu frowned. “I’ve never heard of a Restoration Pill. What is it?”

    “There are thousands of pills in this world. Are you claiming to be an alchemy master who knows them all, Young Master Ye?” Mu Zhi’an countered with a smile.

    Ye Yu was speechless.

    Countless pill recipes remained unknown to even the most experienced alchemists. How could he, a novice alchemist, claim to know them all?

    However, he couldn’t lose face in front of his sisters. “Now that you mention it, I believe I’ve heard of this pill before,” he said coldly.

    “After all, you are an alchemist, Young Master Ye,” Mu Zhi’an said with a smile.

    Ye Yu was surprised by the unexpected compliment.

    He glanced at Ye Lingxuan and Ye Qian, who were sitting with Bai Ruoxi. However, their gazes remained fixed on Mu Zhi’an.

    His brief moment of satisfaction vanished. He turned back to Mu Zhi’an, his voice cold. “I know what the Restoration Pill does, but how can I be sure you haven’t tampered with it?”

    “I wouldn’t dare do such a thing in front of the Peak Masters. If you’re unsure, they can examine it first,” Mu Zhi’an replied calmly.

    Yi Hao summoned the pill with a wave of his hand and examined it. He glanced at Mu Zhi’an, his eyes flickering with surprise.

    The two Peak Masters from Metamorphic Jewel Peak also studied the pill, then exchanged glances before looking away.

    “There’s nothing wrong with this pill. It won’t harm you,” Yi Hao said.

    Reluctantly, Ye Yu accepted the pill and swallowed it.

    After a brief pause, Yi Hao ignited a talisman, enhancing his divination technique. He stared into Ye Yu’s eyes. “Did you have anything to do with Bai Ruoxi’s tribulation today?”

    “No,” Ye Yu replied, his voice firm and unwavering.

    The divination technique revealed nothing.

    “Are you satisfied now?” he asked Mu Zhi’an, his voice laced with irritation.

    “Indeed.”

    Mu Zhi’an smiled, then turned his gaze towards the handsome young man in the four-clawed python robe.

    “Your Highness, it’s your turn.”

    He produced another Restoration Pill.

    Panic flashed in the Third Prince’s eyes, his hand clenching into a fist within his sleeve.

    He was caught.

    The foolish prince had believed his preparations were flawless, even taking measures to shield himself from divination techniques. However, he hadn’t anticipated a pill that could counter his methods!

    Seeing his hesitation, Yi Hao frowned. “Ning Long, what are you waiting for?”

    Whispers rippled through the crowd, the Third Prince’s reluctance fueling their suspicions.

    The whispers snapped him out of his daze. He glared at Mu Zhi’an.

    Him again… it’s always Mu Zhi’an!

    If not for Mu Zhi’an, even the Peak Masters wouldn’t have been able to identify the culprit. After all, there were so many people present at the Pilgrimage Palace. It would have been impossible to investigate.

    But now…

    A single pill had turned the tables!

    Ning Shuwen frowned, his gaze fixed on the ashen-faced prince. “Ning Long, what’s wrong with you?”

    Seeing his continued hesitation and his hateful glare at Mu Zhi’an, the three Peak Masters had their answer.

    “Mu Zhi’an!” the Third Prince roared, his eyes blazing with fury.

    Yi Hao’s expression turned icy. “This is a serious offense. I will personally escort you to the Enforcement Hall!”

    Sending a disciple to the Enforcement Hall was essentially a death sentence for their sect career. They would face severe punishment and interrogation.

    With a wave of his hand, Yi Hao whisked the Third Prince away.

    Mu Zhi’an watched them leave, his expression unreadable.

    He hadn’t said a word throughout the ordeal. There was no need.

    Yi Hao would handle it.

    After all, the Immortal Ascension Ceremony was only a few months away.

    And Bai Ruoxi was crucial to Boundless Sea Peak’s chances of finally breaking free from their last-place ranking.

    Knowing how furious Yi Hao was about this sabotage…

    Mu Zhi’an turned to the crowd and bowed. “My apologies for the disturbance, Senior Brothers and Sisters. If you ever need anything, please don’t hesitate to ask. I’ll do my best to help.”

    Though they knew it was just a polite gesture, his humble and courteous demeanor earned him their favor. They returned the bow.

    As the disciples dispersed, Mu Zhi’an returned to the stone bench and looked at Bai Ruoxi. “Can you walk?” he asked, his voice filled with concern.

    Her color had returned slightly, a faint blush replacing her earlier pallor. “I’m fine… but it will take a day or two for my spiritual energy to fully recover,” she replied, nodding weakly.

    It won’t take that long… He glanced at her, then quickly averted his gaze, remembering the presence of the Ye sisters.

    He had to maintain a certain level of decorum.

    “You’re always helping me, my dear. I’m so sorry to burden you again…” she said, her voice filled with guilt.

    He chuckled, shaking his head. “Don’t say that. We’re in this together.”

    “Just focus on your cultivation. Leave everything else to me.”

    He turned to the Ye sisters, his voice softening. “The same goes for you two. If you encounter any trouble, Brother Mu will help you.”

    Whether it was the Ye sisters or Bai Ruoxi, they were all incredibly talented. The stronger they became, the more beneficial it would be for him.

    Once he had nurtured these “baby orcas” in his pond, his life would be much easier.

    His own cultivation progress might be slow, but he could accelerate theirs.

    What’s wrong with being a kept man?

    “Those pills you gave them… weren’t those just ordinary beans you feed Senior Lin Ling?” Bai Ruoxi asked softly. “What would you have done if the Third Prince had actually consumed one?”

    The Restoration Pill… it had been a bluff.

    He had given them ordinary beans, one of Ling Long’s favorite snacks.

    The three Peak Masters had known, but they had chosen not to expose him.

    He shook his head. “If you know who the culprit is, there are plenty of ways to expose their crimes.”

    He looked up and saw two figures approaching.

    The Peak Master of Dao Peak and the founding Peak Master of Boundless Sea Peak.

    They had likely heard about the incident and had come to investigate.

    He bowed to them, then prepared to leave with Bai Ruoxi and the Ye sisters.

    Ye Yu, watching their harmonious interactions, finally snapped. “Lady Bai’s cultivation progress since arriving at the sect has been astounding. I’m quite envious. Do you have any special techniques?” he asked, his voice laced with a subtle challenge.

    That idiot, the Third Prince, had used such a risky method to sabotage Bai Ruoxi. If he had been caught, his reputation would have been ruined.

    His approach was much simpler and far more effective!

    His words drew the attention of the departing disciples. Mu Zhi’an turned towards the black-robed figure, his gaze steady.

    Ye Lingxuan frowned, her hand tightening around Ye Qian’s.

    She had once held some familial affection for Ye Yu, but his repeated attempts to sabotage Mu Zhi’an had turned that affection into disgust.

    Yu Ziyan and Ying Guhuan landed gracefully, their gazes settling on Ye Yu.

    They had investigated Mu Zhi’an’s past and were aware of the deep animosity between him and Ye Yu.

    Mu Zhi’an’s expression remained calm. “What do you mean by that, Young Master Ye?” he asked.

    “Are you suggesting there’s a shortcut to cultivation?”

    Ye Yu chuckled. “There are no shortcuts in cultivation.”

    His tone shifted. “However, I once possessed a Heavenly Dao Aura. It mysteriously vanished in the Dragon Head Forest after my encounter with Young Master Mu.”

    “I initially suspected that Young Master Mu had obtained it.”

    “But now, I’m considering another possibility.”

    He stared at Mu Zhi’an, hoping to see a flicker of panic.

    If the matter of the Heavenly Dao Aura was exposed, people would view Mu Zhi’an differently. Even if no one within the sect dared to harm him, there was no telling what might happen during missions outside the sect.

    Ying Guhuan narrowed her eyes, her gaze lingering on the pale and weakened Bai Ruoxi.

    “Lady Bai has only been at the sect for a short time, yet she’s already reached the Third Stage of Core Formation… I can’t help but wonder if the Heavenly Dao Aura I lost that day is now within you,” Ye Yu said, his voice laced with a subtle accusation.

    Bai Ruoxi remained silent, biting her lip as her grip on Mu Zhi’an’s hand tightened.

    However, her weakened state rendered her gesture feeble.

    Realization dawned on Ye Lingxuan and Ye Qian.

    So that’s why Brother Ye Yu’s cultivation had accelerated so rapidly… The Heavenly Dao Aura had been with him.

    And after he had lost it, Bai Ruoxi had somehow obtained it.

    That explained her monstrous cultivation speed.

    Ye Yu smirked inwardly, observing Bai Ruoxi’s silence and her weakened state.

    Even if he couldn’t reclaim the Heavenly Dao Aura, he wouldn’t let Mu Zhi’an benefit from it.

    “I’m not demanding that Lady Bai surrender the Heavenly Dao Aura. I’m simply curious. Please don’t misunderstand,” he said with a smile.

    However, once the demonic cultivator within the sect learned of the Heavenly Dao Aura’s presence within Bai Ruoxi, they would stop at nothing to obtain it.

    And that would create a huge problem for Mu Zhi’an.

    After a long silence, Mu Zhi’an sighed.

    “You’re right, Young Master Ye. The Heavenly Dao Aura is with us,” he said, meeting the gazes of the two Peak Masters.

    Ye Yu was stunned by his honesty.

    Even Ying Guhuan narrowed her eyes, her gaze fixed on Mu Zhi’an.

    “However, it’s not with Ruoxi.”

    Ye Yu frowned, confused by Mu Zhi’an’s words.

    Ying Guhuan watched him silently, awaiting his explanation.

    Under their intense scrutiny, Mu Zhi’an sighed again.

    “The Heavenly Dao Aura… is within my vessel.”

    He looked at Ying Guhuan and Yu Ziyan, bowing respectfully. “Peak Masters, your suspicions were correct.”

    “……”

    Silence descended upon the plaza.

    Then, the two Peak Masters, accustomed to handling major events, felt their hearts race, their eyes gleaming with anticipation.

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 60

    Chapter 60: A Breakthrough Amidst Chaos

    After a while…

    “Checkmate!”

    Lin Tianlu smiled faintly as he moved his chariot, delivering the final blow.

    Looking at the defeated pieces on the board, Hua Shuya froze, closing her eyes and letting out a long sigh.

    It felt as if she had just emerged from a fierce battle, her blood still pumping, her body drenched in sweat, heat radiating from her skin.

    During that game, she had been transformed into a general, leading her troops into battle, fighting alongside them, slaying the enemy. Every roar, every swing of her weapon, had filled her with an unprecedented sense of power and determination. The thrill of battle, the surge of adrenaline, had converged within her, a fiery energy flowing through her spine and reaching her head.

    Pop!

    Hua Shuya’s body trembled, her head tilting back as a surge of energy erupted from within her, her hair swaying wildly.

    Lin Tianlu watched in surprise, a thoughtful look on his face.

    Could it be that she had made a breakthrough in her martial arts cultivation?

    “Ha—”

    Hua Shuya took a deep breath, her chest rising and falling, her eyes snapping open, a flash of azure light within them.

    Lin Tianlu smiled and bowed slightly. “Congratulations, Miss Hua. You’ve finally broken through to the Azure Spirit realm…”

    Rip!

    The sound of tearing fabric suddenly rang out.

    A surge of energy erupted from the girl’s shoulder, shattering her clothes and exposing her delicate, bare shoulder.

    Hua Shuya froze, and Lin Tianlu stared at her, his expression stunned.

    “…”

    Rip!

    Another burst of energy exploded from her back, as if expelling all the impurities from her body, following her meridians. More fabric ripped and tore.

    A moment later, Hua Shuya looked down at her chest in a daze.

    Her ruqun was no match for the power of the Azure Spirit realm. As the straps and bodice snapped, her clothes fell apart, revealing her toned and alluring body, the result of years of martial arts training.

    Hua Shuya’s face flushed crimson, her body trembling slightly.

    Lin Tianlu quickly took off his robe and covered her. “Put this on, Miss Hua. It’s a bit big, but it’ll keep you warm. You’re covered in sweat, and you might catch a cold in this night breeze.”

    “Th-thank you, Senior…”

    Hua Shuya averted her gaze shyly, clutching the robe tightly.

    Lin Tianlu sat back down and chuckled. “You scared me just now, Miss Hua. I didn’t expect such a thing to happen during your breakthrough. Does everyone experience this when they reach the Azure Spirit realm?”

    If so, they would have to be careful when practicing martial arts.

    And keep spare clothes on hand, in case someone suddenly broke through and ended up running around naked…

    That would be a social disaster.

    “N-no, Senior.” Hua Shuya mumbled, her face still flushed. “I just lost control of my energy. The surge was too intense, and I accidentally tore my clothes.”

    Lin Tianlu chuckled awkwardly.

    That explanation sounded a bit strange.

    “Ahem… well, be more careful next time, Miss Hua.”

    “Yes, Sir!”

    Hua Shuya nodded seriously, taking his advice to heart.

    She didn’t want to repeat this embarrassing incident.

    Although having her clothes ripped in front of Senior wasn’t as bad as she had imagined…

    She tied her sash, a blush creeping onto her cheeks.

    But feeling the lingering warmth of his robe, she couldn’t help but feel a wave of drowsiness, her eyelids drooping.

    Lin Tianlu noticed her fatigue and asked gently, “Are you tired, Miss Hua?”

    “Mmm… It feels like I’ve been training all day. My body is a bit sore and tired.”

    Hua Shuya rubbed her sleepy eyes, but Lin Tianlu gently caught her hand. “Don’t rub your eyes. If you’re tired, just get some rest. The breeze on the river is quite pleasant.”

    The music gradually faded.

    “Ha… ha…”

    Cheng Yishi panted slightly, her hands trembling as she lowered them. She looked at the beautiful woman sitting opposite her, a mischievous smile on her lips.

    “Hoo—”

    Mao Ruoyu also exhaled, glaring back at her defiantly.

    Their musical skills were truly evenly matched. No matter what melodies they played, they could always counter each other’s moves. They were both exhausted, but neither had gained an advantage.

    But their competitive spirit had intensified, and without realizing it, Cheng Yishi had infused her playing with Yin energy, while Mao Ruoyu had subtly used her Yin techniques. The result was…

    They were both dizzy and lightheaded, barely able to sit upright.

    “Your skills are impressive, Madam Mao.”

    “You’re not bad yourself, Miss Cheng.”

    Although their words were sharp, their bodies were weak and limp, their postures betraying their exhaustion.

    “Hmph!”

    Cheng Yishi gathered her strength and took out a Go board, placing it on the table with a thud. “Since you’re so talented, Madam Mao, why don’t we play a game of Go?”

    “I accept your challenge!”

    Mao Ruoyu stood up, her body swaying slightly.

    They started playing, their moves becoming faster and faster, their rivalry intensifying.

    A while later, Lin Tianlu carried the sleeping Hua Shuya back to the cabin. He was stunned by the scene before him.

    Both Cheng Yishi and Mao Ruoyu had collapsed on the table, their hands still clutching a few Go stones.

    “What are you two… doing?”

    Lin Tianlu’s expression was strange.

    Playing dead?

    Mao Ruoyu quickly sat up, her face flushed. She smoothed her hair. “N-nothing, Sir. It’s not what you think.”

    “We were just… having a friendly game of Go.” Cheng Yishi struggled to sit up, supporting herself with the table.

    Although she was sweating and her head was spinning, she still chuckled softly, her red eyes gleaming. “The score is two to one. It seems I have the upper hand, Madam Mao.”

    Mao Ruoyu puffed out her cheeks, picking up another stone defiantly. “Then let me see what tricks you have up your sleeve, Miss Cheng!”

    Playing Go?

    Lin Tianlu’s eyes lit up with interest.

    After carefully laying Hua Shuya down on a bed in the corner, he walked over and sat down beside them.

    “Let me see… Eh?”

    He was stunned.

    Mao Ruoyu and Cheng Yishi were playing at an incredible speed, each move taking no more than five seconds. The board was almost full.

    Holy crap, are they playing some kind of speed Go?

    “Mmm—”

    Both women’s faces were flushed, and beads of sweat dripped from their foreheads.

    Then, as if their minds had overloaded, they froze, their movements coming to a halt. They both collapsed onto the table, their heads spinning.

    Mao Ruoyu’s ample bosom cushioned her fall, her body bouncing slightly against the table.

    Was it his imagination…

    Or did it jiggle a bit?

    “…”

    Lin Tianlu’s lips twitched.

    Did Miss Cheng just get unintentionally groped?

    He quickly checked on them and was relieved to find that they had just fainted from exhaustion.

    He hadn’t realized how competitive they were.

    But then, his expression turned serious as he glanced at the river, casually waving his hand.

    A shadowy figure exploded, dissolving into smoke.

    “There are quite a few ghosts in the Ningguan River. Could it be because the Yin energy is stronger during the full moon?”

    “—No.”

    Lin Tianlu rubbed the Go stones in his hand, pondering for a moment. A knowing smile appeared on his face. “It seems there are quite a few ‘people’ who don’t know how to enjoy a peaceful night.”

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 59

    Chapter 59: Yin Techniques Unleashed, A Battle on the Chessboard

    “Ji Hang!”

    “Yes! Yes, Sir!”

    Ji Hang hurried forward, bowing nervously. “What are your orders, Master Jiang?”

    “You dare ask me that?!”

    Jiang Zhi whirled around, his eyes blazing with anger. “You promised me all those preparations and backup plans! Why hasn’t anything happened yet?!”

    Ji Hang wiped the sweat from his forehead and stammered, “I truly don’t understand, Sir. I added a large dose of the drug to all the food and drinks on that boat, enough to knock out even a skilled martial artist. They should be unconscious by now.”

    “But they’re still alive and well!”

    “This… Please forgive me, Master Jiang!”

    Jiang Zhi’s lips twitched in anger. “And you said the musical instruments on that boat were made of special wood, laced with Soul-Bewitching Incense. Once they played them, their minds would be clouded, driving them mad… Where’s the incense?!”

    Ji Hang gasped. “I’m certain I added the incense, Sir. But I don’t know why it’s not working.”

    “Fine! Forget about the incense!”

    Jiang Zhi’s face contorted as he roared, “You said you had drilled a hole in the bottom of the boat, and the plug would dissolve in the water, causing the boat to sink! But why is it still afloat?!”

    “Don’t tell me that Lin Tianlu is so powerful that his righteous aura can even patch up holes in a boat!”

    Ji Hang was speechless.

    Jiang Zhi glared at him, his anger growing. “Don’t forget! You owe your current success and status to us! If you can’t even handle this simple task, do you think… I have any reason to keep supporting you?!”

    “Please forgive me, Master Jiang!”

    “Enough!”

    Jiang Zhi waved his hand dismissively. “As expected of an incompetent mortal, you can’t even do anything right. Go back and collect your children’s corpses!

    Fortunately, I still have some tricks up my sleeve. Now… I’ll personally deal with this so-called Master Lin!”

    Ignoring the ‘pale-faced’ Ji Hang, he flicked his sleeve, and several blood-red talismans appeared, floating beside him.

    “You’re all busy playing music and games, completely unaware of the danger. Let’s see if you can withstand my true Yin techniques!”

    Jiang Zhi formed a series of hand seals, and the talismans emanated a chilling aura.

    The bloodlust, as thick as congealed blood, made Ji Hang, who was standing behind him, recoil in fear, his body drenched in cold sweat.

    He wasn’t faking it.

    Even a trace of this residual energy was enough to conjure terrifying visions in his mind – grotesque corpses, bloody and disfigured, flashing before his eyes.

    But…

    Ji Hang wiped the sweat from his face and discreetly gripped the dagger hidden behind his back, his breath quickening.

    Should he take advantage of Jiang Zhi’s distraction and try to warn Master Lin?

    His body trembled, but he gritted his teeth, wanting to intervene.

    “Yin wind like blades, bloodlight as swords—”

    But before he could act, Jiang Zhi chanted, his finger pointing towards the river. “Go!”

    The blood-red talismans trembled, flying towards the pleasure boat at incredible speed, leaving trails of crimson light in the night sky.

    And then…

    Nothing happened.

    The confident smile on Jiang Zhi’s face slowly faded into confusion. He looked down at his hands, then at the river, his expression bewildered.

    Everything was calm and peaceful.

    “W-what happened?”

    Jiang Zhi’s face was filled with disbelief. “Why didn’t my talismans work? The boat should be engulfed in flames by now!”

    He stared at the boat, seeing the shadowy figures of the men and women inside, faintly hearing their laughter. His anger flared again.

    He sat down cross-legged, his sleeves billowing as he summoned countless talismans and magical artifacts. With a flick of his wrist, a red glow emanated from the array formation beneath him, activating the surrounding objects.

    Ji Hang’s expression changed, and he quickly retreated, his heart filled with joy.

    Master Lin, you truly have extraordinary abilities!

    He didn’t need to risk his life anymore. He just had to stay out of range of the Yin techniques.

    “Yin wind as blades, bloodlight as swords—”

    Jiang Zhi chanted, channeling the potent Yin energy from the dozens of talismans floating before him, forming a long sword glowing with a crimson light.

    He spread his arms as if drawing a bow and arrow, then clapped his hands together.

    “Go—!”

    The blood sword shot out, leaving a trail across the water, its speed so great that it churned the river, sending waves crashing against the shore.

    Splash—

    The sword plunged into the river.

    Jiang Zhi: “…”

    He stared blankly, speechless.

    Only after the swirling energy around him dissipated did he come back to his senses, murmuring, “H-how is this possible…”

    Even if the sword couldn’t split the boat in half, it should have at least damaged it.

    But it had simply fallen into the water halfway there.

    He had been a ghost practitioner for decades, casting this technique countless times. How could he have made such a careless mistake?

    Sensing the strange gaze from behind him, Jiang Zhi’s face twitched, a mixture of shock and anger welling up within him.

    After a moment of hesitation, he took out a silk pouch from his pocket, untied it, and tossed it towards the river, roaring, “Twelve Yin spirits, nurtured for years! Even if you possess divine powers, Lin Tianlu, I don’t believe you can protect those women!”

    Accompanied by a chilling shriek, shadowy figures emerged from the pouch, their claws outstretched, their appearance terrifying!

    Poof!

    They instantly exploded, vanishing into thin air.

    The sinister smile on Jiang Zhi’s face froze. He hadn’t even had time to retrieve the pouch.

    Poof!

    The pouch crumbled into dust and disappeared.

    But it wasn’t just the pouch.

    Poof, poof, poof, poof, poof!

    The Yin-infused artifacts he had laid out beside him exploded one after another, like fireworks, filling the air with black smoke and the sound of his screams and wails.

    “I didn’t expect to see fireworks tonight.”

    Lin Tianlu glanced towards the riverbank.

    The fireworks were quite loud.

    But the black smoke was a bit of an eyesore.

    After the fireworks ended, he turned his attention back to the game.

    “Miss Hua, you seem to be struggling with this game.”

    “Please wait a moment, Senior.”

    Hua Shuya’s eyes were unfocused, but her expression was serious.

    Before her, it wasn’t just a simple wooden chessboard, but a vast battlefield filled with a chilling aura.

    Two armies, thousands strong, faced each other across the board, their气势 overwhelming. The sound of their marching footsteps, the clatter of their spears, their battle cries shaking the heavens… it was a sight that filled her with awe.

    And she was the general, commanding the troops.

    Each move she made was a strategic decision, affecting the lives of countless soldiers. Victory or defeat, life or death, all rested on her shoulders.

    Hua Shuya took a deep breath, her mind racing. Despite the overwhelming pressure, she didn’t hesitate. Beads of sweat dripped from her forehead, but her eyes shone with a newfound clarity.

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 58

    Chapter 58: Games on the River, A Plan Gone Awry

    The dock was deserted under the dim moonlight.

    Jiang Zhi stood facing the wind, turning around with a cold smile. “Ji Hang, do you truly believe in this so-called righteous aura?”

    Ji Hang, who had just caught up to him, faltered and chuckled nervously. “It’s just idle gossip among the common folk. I don’t believe in such things.”

    “You’re right.”

    Jiang Zhi scoffed, a mocking tone in his voice. “Such foolish mortals are truly laughable. If reading a few books could grant one righteous aura to fight against demons and ghosts, the world would be a different place. Sages would walk among us, humanity would prosper, and we wouldn’t be here scheming against this scholar. But—”

    His tone changed abruptly. “Since he has gained the respect of the entire Changling County, and even some demons and ghosts have perished in his presence, he must possess some extraordinary abilities. That’s why, before I sent you to arrange their boat trip, I made some preparations.”

    He glanced meaningfully at Ji Hang. “I’ve added a special powder to the candles, curtains, and even the aphrodisiac pills on that boat. It will disperse when the candles are lit. And I’ve also sent several demons and ghosts to lurk beneath the river, ready to attack under the cover of darkness.

    Not only that, in case that scholar truly has some power against ghosts, I’ve also arranged for three ruthless river bandits, skilled in water combat and notorious for their brutality, to ambush the boat and eliminate everyone on board.”

    Although Ji Hang still wore a flattering smile, his hands clenched inside his sleeves with every word.

    “I’m telling you this so you’ll be smart. Don’t let this opportunity slip away.”

    Jiang Zhi sneered. “Even if you don’t desire immortality, you should at least consider your children. Someone has to inherit your restaurant. If it’s ‘gone,’ you’ll spend the rest of your life filled with regret.”

    “I understand, I understand! Thank you, Master Jiang, for your guidance!”

    Ji Hang bowed deeply, his head almost touching the ground, his demeanor utterly subservient.

    But his expression, hidden in the shadows, was one of grim determination.

    —His children, who had been threatened, had been safely rescued this morning, smuggled out of Changling under his arrangements.

    He was alone now.

    Even if he had miscalculated, he would rather die here!

    On the Ningguan River…

    The pleasure boat carrying Lin Tianlu and the others had almost reached the center of the river and was slowing down.

    But Lin Tianlu was staring at the water with a puzzled expression.

    Those shadowy figures darting through the water…

    They didn’t look like ordinary fish.

    Could someone have dumped garbage upstream, polluting the river?

    That was quite unhygienic.

    But something didn’t feel right.

    Lin Tianlu narrowed his eyes, his vision shifting.

    Faint azure lines appeared on the shimmering surface of the river, revealing the shadowy figures beneath – various fish and shrimp, water plants, and shellfish – a beautiful and intricate underwater scene.

    But most importantly…

    “There really are water ghosts.”

    Lin Tianlu stared at the passing shadows, his eyes filled with curiosity.

    Although they were shrouded in a faint gray mist, almost blending in with the water, making them difficult to see with the naked eye, they couldn’t escape his enhanced vision.

    “Miss Hua, has anyone drowned in this river recently, or been lost in a boating accident?”

    “Hmm?”

    Hua Shuya was taken aback. After a moment of thought, she said, “Not recently… But I’ve heard the authorities mention that people accidentally drown in the river every month. It’s a common occurrence, unavoidable.”

    “I see.”

    Lin Tianlu’s gaze sharpened.

    He could see a faint red glow surrounding the water ghost.

    It had clearly taken lives. Such a creature lurking in the river was a danger to the townspeople.

    “It’s time for you to be reborn.”

    He flicked his finger, and a beam of spiritual energy shot through the water, instantly vaporizing the water ghost.

    Looking around, he saw more ghostly figures swimming towards them.

    “They’re even traveling in groups?”

    Lin Tianlu chuckled and flicked his fingers again, eradicating the water ghosts one by one. Even those who tried to escape were swiftly eliminated.

    In the blink of an eye, the river was clear.

    “Senior, what did you just…”

    “The river was a bit unclean. I took care of it.”

    Hua Shuya’s face paled.

    She looked at the seemingly clear water, her heart heavy.

    Even this calm and peaceful river harbored demons and ghosts. Was there nowhere safe?

    “Are you feeling uneasy?”

    “Yes…”

    Hua Shuya frowned. “Thinking back, many of those accidental deaths might have been caused by ghosts. It makes me realize… how naive I was before.”

    “Life is unpredictable, Miss Hua. Just live in the present, live a fulfilling life. There’s no need to worry about things you can’t control.”

    Lin Tianlu chuckled softly, trying to reassure her. He looked up at the full moon hanging in the night sky.

    “It would be nice to recite some poetry or sing a song under this beautiful moon.”

    Hua Shuya pushed aside her worries and asked curiously, “You’re a scholar, Senior. You must know many beautiful poems.”

    “Even if I could recite countless poems, they would just be words written by others.”

    Lin Tianlu shook his head.

    Although this world was quite different from the Tang Dynasty he knew from history, and poets like Li Bai didn’t exist, reciting their famous verses would still be impressive.

    But… plagiarizing felt meaningless.

    Even if people praised his “original” poems, he wouldn’t be able to reveal their true origins… He couldn’t claim them as his own.

    It would be too embarrassing.

    As for his own literary talent, he could barely write a decent limerick. It wouldn’t do justice to the beautiful moonlit scenery.

    “Why don’t you two have some hangover soup to warm yourselves up?”

    A gentle voice came from behind them. Turning around, they saw Mao Ruoyu approaching with a smile, carrying two bowls of soup.

    They quickly took the bowls. “Thank you.”

    “You’re welcome.”

    Mao Ruoyu brushed her hair back and looked up at the moon, her gaze distant. “The moon is especially beautiful tonight.”

    Zheng—

    A soft chime rang out.

    They turned around and saw Cheng Yishi sitting in the cabin, a guzheng in her lap. She plucked the strings gently.

    A clear and melodious sound echoed across the river.

    Lin Tianlu smiled. “You play the guzheng, Miss Cheng?”

    “I’ve learned a bit.” Cheng Yishi smiled gracefully, her hands resting on the strings. “The moonlight is so beautiful tonight. Allow me to play a song for you.”

    She began to play, her fingers dancing across the strings, a soothing melody filling the air.

    Mao Ruoyu’s eyes lit up, and she looked at Lin Tianlu. “Sir, why don’t you play along with Miss Cheng? The sound of the flute and the guzheng would be a lovely combination.”

    Lin Tianlu took off his jade flute and handed it to her with a smile. “You love music, Madam Mao. Why don’t you play?”

    “Really?” Mao Ruoyu’s face lit up with excitement.

    “Of course.”

    “Then I’ll… make a fool of myself.”

    Mao Ruoyu took the flute with a smile, then, after a moment of concentration, she began to play, her melody harmonizing with Cheng Yishi’s guzheng.

    The two distinct instruments blended together beautifully, creating a harmonious and enchanting sound.

    But their eyes met, and they both seemed surprised by the other’s skill. A competitive spirit ignited within them, and their melodies shifted, subtly challenging each other.

    They tried to outdo each other, their melodies intertwining and clashing.

    The once harmonious music now had an edge to it, their gazes locked in a silent battle, their instruments transformed into weapons.

    Neither of them wanted to be outdone in their area of expertise.

    “…”

    Lin Tianlu rubbed his ears, his expression strange.

    The music had been quite pleasant at first.

    But now… it felt like he was in a karaoke bar.

    His ears were starting to hurt.

    “Miss Hua, since those two are enjoying their musical duel, why don’t we find something else to do?”

    Lin Tianlu turned to Hua Shuya.

    “Something else?”

    Hua Shuya put down her soup and tilted her head. “There are some books and calligraphy tools on the boat, but for entertainment…”

    “I found a chess set earlier.” Lin Tianlu smiled, holding up a slightly worn-out box. “It’s a bit old, but it’ll do.”

    Hua Shuya was intrigued. She quickly brought over a small table and set up the board.

    “Please guide me, Senior!”

    The pleasure boat drifted along the river, its lanterns casting a faint glow. From the shore, only their figures were visible.

    Jiang Zhi stood there, his hands clasped behind his back, watching the boat with an indifferent expression, as if everything was under his control.

    But his face was dark, a vein throbbing on his forehead.

    Because he had been waiting…

    For almost half an hour.

    The demons, ghosts, and bandits he had sent should have attacked by now, but the boat hadn’t even swayed!

    Although he couldn’t see what they were doing inside the cabin, it was clear that they hadn’t been scared or attacked. They were actually enjoying themselves, playing music and games!

    And he had been standing here like a fool, watching them flirt and laugh… for half an hour!!

     

     

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 57

    Chapter 57: A River Cruise with Hidden Dangers

    The night deepened as they enjoyed their meal and drinks.

    Cheng Yishi took a slightly tipsy Hua Shuya to the balcony for some fresh air. Judging by their friendly demeanor, they seemed to be getting along well.

    Knock, knock, knock…

    Lin Tianlu put down his chopsticks and turned towards the door.

    “Who is it?”

    “It is I, Ji Hang, the owner of the Ascension Immortal Restaurant. I’m here to pay my respects to Master Lin.”

    “Please come in, Shopkeeper Ji.”

    The door opened, and an elderly man with a kind face and elegant attire entered the room. He smiled warmly and bowed. “I’ve heard many rumors about you, Master Lin. I knew you were a man of extraordinary talent and character, but seeing you in person, you’ve exceeded my expectations!”

    He clicked his tongue in admiration. “I didn’t realize you were so young and handsome. And… so blessed with beautiful companions.”

    He quickly turned to Mao Ruoyu, who had entered the room with Lin Tianlu, and bowed. “You have excellent taste, Madam.”

    Mao Ruoyu blushed and stood up, returning the gesture with a smile. “You flatter me, Shopkeeper Ji. It’s just that Mr. Lin is kind and compassionate.”

    “Ai! There’s no need for modesty. You two are a perfect match. If only my foolish children could find such wonderful partners, I wouldn’t be so worried!”

    Ji Hang sighed dramatically, then chuckled, patting his forehead. “Forgive me, forgive me. I got carried away again. As one gets older, one’s mind tends to wander.”

    He then flicked his sleeve and bowed. “I hope you’re enjoying the food and service, Master Lin and Madam Mao.”

    “The Ascension Immortal Restaurant is renowned for its exquisite cuisine. And it truly lives up to its reputation.”

    Lin Tianlu smiled. “If there’s a chance, we’ll definitely come back again.”

    “You’re always welcome.” Ji Hang smiled mysteriously. “But Master Lin, are you aware of our other services?”

    “Oh?”

    “Did you see the boats docked by the river when you arrived?”

    “Yes, we did. And we saw many boats cruising along the Ningguan River, filled with guests.”

    Ji Hang chuckled, stroking his beard. “We also manage the boat rentals. After enjoying their meal, many of our guests rent a boat and cruise down the river, enjoying the beautiful moonlit scenery. The river breeze is quite refreshing.”

    Lin Tianlu was intrigued. “And the rental fee…”

    “There’s no need to discuss prices with me, Master Lin!” Ji Hang laughed heartily. “Since you’ve honored us with your presence, I wouldn’t dream of charging you. Consider it a treat from me.”

    But then, he lowered his voice and said with a nervous chuckle, “If something were to happen to my restaurant, like that incident at the fabric shop… I hope you’ll lend a hand, Master Lin. This old man can’t handle such troubles anymore. I’m getting too old for this.”

    Lin Tianlu couldn’t help but chuckle.

    So he was here to pay “protection fees”?

    “Thank you for your generosity, Shopkeeper Ji.”

    Ji Hang smiled with satisfaction and bowed repeatedly. “I should be the one thanking you, Master Lin. Your protection is far more valuable than any amount of gold. I’m ashamed to be receiving such a favor.”

    After exchanging a few more pleasantries, he said seriously,

    “Well, I won’t disturb you any longer. Please continue enjoying your meal. When you’re finished, just tell the waiter, and he’ll take you to the boats. We’ll provide you with the best boat, equipped with musical instruments, calligraphy tools, and other amenities for your enjoyment.”

    “I’ll gladly accept your generous offer.”

    Lin Tianlu bowed and saw the enthusiastic shopkeeper off.

    He turned to the beautiful woman behind him and smiled. “Madam Mao, would you like to join me for a moonlit boat ride?”

    “Of course. But don’t forget Miss Cheng and Miss Hua.”

    Mao Ruoyu smiled faintly and brushed her hair back. “I wonder if the boat can accommodate four people.”

    “Don’t worry, I saw those boats earlier. They’re quite spacious. As for now—”

    Lin Tianlu gestured towards the table. “Are you still hungry, Madam Mao?”

    Mao Ruoyu opened her mouth slightly, then touched her slightly rounded belly, her face flushing red. “I-I think I’m full. If I eat any more, I’m afraid I’ll burst.”

    Inside the restaurant’s kitchen…

    Ji Hang, who had been all smiles earlier, was now bowing deeply, his face filled with anxiety and subservience. “Master Jiang, I did as you instructed. I almost served your special medicine with the fruits on the boat… Please spare my children. They’re still young. If you’re angry, please punish me instead…”

    “Shut up!”

    Jiang Zhi’s expression was cold and indifferent, his gaze condescending. “As long as you complete your task, your children will be safe. The Soultaker is nearby. If you succeed, we’ll reward you handsomely! But… don’t betray our trust.”

    He patted Ji Hang’s shoulder lightly.

    “I-I wouldn’t dare! I wouldn’t dare!”

    Ji Hang’s forehead was covered in cold sweat as he bowed deeply.

    “I’ll trust you this once.” Jiang Zhi sneered and walked out.

    Ji Hang trembled, wiping the sweat from his face, and hurried after him.

    But…

    He discreetly flicked his sleeve, and a small package of powder slipped from his loose robe and fell to the floor. He nudged it with his foot, kicking it into a crack in the wall.

    His face remained a mask of fear and anxiety.

    The moon grew brighter as the crowds on the streets thinned.

    Although it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, it wasn’t as important as the Lantern Festival in this world. As midnight approached, many of the revelers began to head home. Only a few boats remained on the Ningguan River, their lanterns casting a faint glow.

    By the riverbank, several waiters were carrying trays of fresh fruits, tea, and pastries, loading them onto one of the boats.

    A middle-aged boatman stood at the bow, shouting, “Come aboard!”

    But Hua Shuya walked up to him and said, “Could we rent this boat for a while?”

    “Eh?” The boatman looked confused. “But this boat… you should…”

    “I know how to row. I’ll handle it.”

    The boatman hesitated, glancing at the waiters behind him. Seeing them shake their heads discreetly, he chuckled wryly and handed her the oars. “Be careful, Miss. This boat is quite delicate. Don’t row too hard, or you might capsize in the strong wind.”

    “Don’t worry. If anything happens to the boat, I’ll compensate you fully.”

    Hua Shuya took the oars and stepped onto the boat gracefully.

    Meanwhile, Lin Tianlu was carefully helping Mao Ruoyu onto the boat.

    Mao Ruoyu swayed slightly, then smiled happily. “This is my first time on a boat. It’s quite a strange feeling.”

    “Don’t get too close to the edge, Madam Mao.” Cheng Yishi stepped forward and took her arm, her voice soft. “I heard that fish sometimes jump out of the river. It wouldn’t be good if they startled you.”

    Mao Ruoyu looked at her in surprise, a gentle smile appearing on her flushed face. “Thank you for your concern, Miss Cheng.”

    “…You’re drunk, Madam Mao.”

    “I-I’m just a little dizzy.” Mao Ruoyu touched her burning cheeks and chuckled softly.

    As the boat pushed away from the shore, it swayed gently. Mao Ruoyu, already feeling weak, stumbled.

    Cheng Yishi instinctively reached out to steady her, but her chest bumped against something soft and firm, almost making her lose her balance.

    “…”

    She stared at Mao Ruoyu’s ample bosom, her mind momentarily blank.

    Were they… real?

    “Sorry, Miss Cheng. I lost my footing.”

    “I-it’s alright!”

    Cheng Yishi gritted her teeth.

    No wonder she hadn’t been able to attract Lin Tianlu’s attention when she had revealed herself to him. This seductive woman… was incredibly well-endowed!

    Lin Tianlu led the two women into the boat’s cabin and lit the red candles, illuminating the space.

    “There are quite a few things here.”

    The cabin was filled with musical instruments, games, and other entertainment.

    He rummaged through the items and found a medicine box. Opening it, he saw several bottles and jars.

    He picked up two porcelain bottles.

    ‘Yang-Boosting Aphrodisiac Pills’

    ‘Lust-Inducing Seduction Pills’

    “Is this boat… a love boat?”

    Lin Tianlu’s expression turned strange as he looked at the other bottles and jars.

    Besides a few emergency medicines, most of them were aphrodisiacs and other bedroom-related items. He even saw a few strangely shaped… toys.

    “Well, this is definitely a pleasure boat.”

    Lin Tianlu sighed, putting the items back.

    “But… so these kinds of things existed in ancient times. I guess I was too naive.”

    After tying the beaded curtains and letting in some fresh air, Lin Tianlu walked to the bow with a smile.

    “Miss Hua, I didn’t know you knew how to row.”

    The boat was gliding smoothly towards the center of the river, barely even swaying, a testament to her skill.

    Hua Shuya turned around and chuckled softly. “I was trained in various skills since childhood, including archery, horseback riding, spear fighting, and even rowing. But I was often sick and weak as a child, so I couldn’t compare to my siblings.

    But although I’m not an expert, rowing on a calm river like this is quite easy.”

    “Impressive.”

    Lin Tianlu couldn’t help but praise her.

    She was quite accomplished.

    In modern society, she would be considered a well-rounded talent.

    “Let me help you row, Miss Hua. We’ll stop when we reach the center of the river.”

    Lin Tianlu rolled up his sleeves, sat down beside her, and mimicked her movements, trying to row.

    Splash!

    Suddenly, water splashed beside them, and a dark figure leaped out of the river!

    Lin Tianlu instinctively swung the oar, sending the figure flying dozens of feet away, skipping across the water before disappearing.

    “…?”

    Had he hit something?

    “Could there really be flying fish in the Ningguan River?”

    Lin Tianlu scratched his head and looked down at the water.

    Then, he saw a shadowy figure darting across the riverbed!

  • After Failing to Find Immortality 56

    Chapter 56: The Viper Lurks, A Fleeting Encounter

    “Why does he possess Yin energy… Is he human or ghost?!”

    Cheng Yishi felt a surge of caution.

    At that moment, the man smirked and suddenly swung his arm.

    A barrage of sharp blades flew towards them!

    Cheng Yishi’s expression changed, and without hesitation, she pulled Mao Ruoyu behind her. Clang, clang, clang!

    The sharp daggers were deflected, falling to the ground and dissolving into wisps of gray mist.

    “…”

    She exhaled softly, glancing at her right hand.

    A delicate glove, as smooth as silk, now covered her hand. The diamond-shaped jade markings on the back of her hand, which had appeared this morning, shimmered faintly. Yin energy flowed through them, forming countless invisible threads that wove themselves into the shape of a glove.

    Her control over Yin energy had improved significantly.

    “Interesting…”

    The man chuckled menacingly, drawing another blade and charging towards them.

    Mao Ruoyu, shielded behind Cheng Yishi, quickly formed hand seals, her face grim.

    With her level of cultivation as a ghost practitioner, she couldn’t possibly fight a real ghost. She didn’t know where this ghost had come from, but she had to buy some time…

    “Eh?”

    But Mao Ruoyu was suddenly stunned.

    Her simple binding technique had just severed the man’s left arm!

    She was bewildered.

    When had her basic technique become so powerful?

    “Heh… heh…”

    The man stumbled back, ignoring his injury, his head bowed, a sinister smile on his face. He suddenly raised his right arm, and several flashes of light shot towards them!

    The blades were about to strike their foreheads. Mao Ruoyu’s pupils constricted, and she was about to cast another spell to defend themselves.

    Clang!

    But Cheng Yishi intervened again, deflecting the blades.

    Mao Ruoyu looked at her in surprise, then quickly regained her composure and cast her spell.

    Boom!

    In an instant, the ghost was completely destroyed, before it could even launch another attack.

    After confirming that the gray mist had completely dissipated, she finally relaxed.

    “This ghost… is it gone?”

    Cheng Yishi’s voice was filled with confusion.

    She had expected a fierce battle, but this ghost had been surprisingly weak.

    If she had her axe, she could have easily split it in half with a single swing.

    “Its Yin energy has dissipated. It’s truly gone.”

    “Why would a ghost suddenly appear on the street and attack us?”

    “Perhaps it was just a coincidence. After all, we’re the only ones here with Yin energy.” Mao Ruoyu brushed her hair back. “You can’t judge a ghost’s actions based on common sense. Although this street is crowded, it doesn’t pose a threat to ghosts.”

    As she said, even though there had been a sudden conflict on the bridge just now, the passersby hadn’t noticed anything.

    But she still carefully scanned the surroundings, making sure there were no other dangers.

    After searching twice and finding no other ghosts or ghost practitioners, she finally relaxed.

    Then, she glanced at Cheng Yishi’s right hand.

    To be able to deflect a ghost’s weapon so easily, that thin glove must be extraordinary.

    But…

    “Thank you, Miss Cheng. You saved me just now.”

    “There’s no need for thanks. Sir wouldn’t be happy if you were hurt.”

    Cheng Yishi discreetly clenched her right hand, and the silk-like fabric dissolved into gray mist, forming faint markings on her skin before retracting into her sleeve.

    This demonic power was truly difficult to control.

    She composed herself and turned to Mao Ruoyu, her eyes narrowing slightly. “But… you’re also a ghost practitioner, Madam.”

    “This power… is a gift from Sir.”

    Mao Ruoyu calmed down and, after a moment of silence, spoke again, her tone softening. “I was being impulsive and disrespectful earlier, Miss Cheng. I apologize for my words.”

    “I didn’t…”

    Cheng Yishi started to speak, but then she just snorted softly. “Let’s go back to the restaurant. Sir must be worried.”

    Watching her turn and walk away, Mao Ruoyu blinked her beautiful eyes.

    This Miss Cheng didn’t seem as cold and fierce as she appeared.

    Thinking back on her words, she realized that Cheng Yishi had been concerned about Lin Tianlu’s safety. Even though they had argued, she had still intervened when they were in danger. Her actions contradicted her words.

    “Perhaps I was being too aggressive towards her… Eh?”

    Both women suddenly stopped in their tracks, their expressions changing.

    Because they saw a young man rushing towards the couple under the willow tree, his fists raised.

    “You cheating bastards! I’ll beat you to death!”

    The seemingly delicate man pinned the couple to the ground and started punching them, attracting a crowd of onlookers.

    Mao Ruoyu and Cheng Yishi watched the scene unfold from afar, seeing the young man, Wang Qiu, raining blows on the young woman, turning her face into a swollen mess.

    “He deserves it!”

    They said in unison.

    Then, they looked at each other, snorted softly, and continued walking.

    But after a while, they both took out something from their pockets and offered it to each other.

    “Madam Mao, please accept this bracelet.”

    “Miss Cheng, please keep this hairpin.”

    They both froze, exchanging puzzled glances.

    So, she had gone shopping…

    To buy a gift for her?

    “…”

    They silently accepted each other’s gifts, the atmosphere a bit awkward.

    Mao Ruoyu sighed softly, then smiled faintly. “Thank you for the gift, Miss Cheng.”

    “…Thank you for yours as well.”

    They walked side by side, their hearts filled with complex emotions.

    Inside another restaurant, not far from the bridge…

    “—How interesting.”

    A handsome young man with striking features and luxurious clothes sat by the window, watching the two women walking away with amusement.

    “I didn’t expect that Cheng girl to possess such potent Yin energy. It’s quite surprising.”

    “And that woman with her, Mao Ruoyu, I remember she was just a low-level, unaffiliated practitioner. To think she has cultivated her Yin techniques to such a level. The ghost I sent was just a common spirit, not even an Evil Spirit. Yet it was no match for them…”

    “Master Yan Yi, those two women are close to Lin Tianlu.”

    “Lin Tianlu, Lin Tianlu… I’ve heard that name dozens of times since arriving in Changling County.” The handsome man, Yan Yi, smiled faintly. “I saw him on the street earlier. He is indeed as handsome and charismatic as the rumors say. But I couldn’t see through his abilities. What a pity.”

    He closed his fan with a snap. “Jiang Zhi, send someone to test him again.

    If he’s just a fraud, we can ignore him. But if he truly possesses some power, we’ll eliminate him. And investigate that thunder incident. Be quick about it. The ‘Human Soul Repository’ cannot be lost.”

    “Yes, Master Yan Yi!” The middle-aged man standing beside him bowed deeply and quickly left.

    “Heh~”

    Yan Yi turned his head towards the Ascension Immortal Restaurant, a playful smile on his lips. “Lin Tianlu, don’t die too quickly. It’s rare for me to find some entertainment in this boring Changling County. I hope you’re actually worth my time.”

    He licked his lips, a seductive smile on his face. “Otherwise, I’ll have to make you suffer and see what kind of pathetic expressions you make.”

    Lin Tianlu leaned against the railing on the top floor of the restaurant, gazing at the beautiful river scenery.

    He could see boats of all sizes drifting along the Ningguan River, their lanterns glowing brightly, figures moving within them.

    A soft voice whispered beside his ear, “Senior, are you thinking of your family?”

    “Family?”

    Lin Tianlu pondered for a moment, then chuckled softly. “There’s no need to worry about that, Miss Hua. I’m alone in this world.”

    Hua Shuya lowered her eyes, not knowing what to say.

    But Lin Tianlu quickly asked, “I’ve been living with you for so long, Miss Hua, but I don’t know much about your family. Although the Mid-Autumn Festival isn’t as important as the Lantern Festival, it’s still a time for family reunions. You haven’t mentioned going home. Will your family be upset?”

    Hua Shuya shook her head.

    “My family… is complicated. The atmosphere is always tense. It doesn’t really matter if I go back or not.”

    “It seems you have your own troubles, Miss Hua.”

    Lin Tianlu didn’t pry.

    In a prestigious family like hers, power struggles were inevitable.

    With her straightforward and honest personality, she wouldn’t last long in that environment. They would devour her whole.

    Hua Shuya hesitated for a moment, then said softly,

    “I heard that you’re planning a trip, Senior?”

    “Just a short trip to Fuyang Prefecture, to explore the mountains and see if I can find anything interesting.” Lin Tianlu rubbed his chin thoughtfully. “It should take about half a month to get there and back. Of course, there might be some unexpected delays.”

    “Are you… coming back, Sir?”

    “Of course.”

    Lin Tianlu chuckled. “You even bought me this house, Miss Hua. I wouldn’t abandon it so easily.”

    Hua Shuya relaxed.

    But…

    She blushed slightly and said softly, “If you’re going to Fuyang Prefecture, Senior, could you… take me with you?”

    “Hmm?”

    Lin Tianlu raised an eyebrow. “You want to come too, Miss Hua?”

    “T-the journey is quite long. You might need some… assistance along the way, Senior.” Hua Shuya mumbled shyly. “I still have much to learn, but… I’ve learned a few things from Madam Mao.”

    “You’ve already done so much for me, Miss Hua. How could I burden you further?” Lin Tianlu bowed slightly. “Besides, we’ll be traveling through the mountains, and I’m afraid…”

    “Don’t forget, Senior, I also climbed Mount Taiyi to meet you.”

    Hua Shuya’s eyes were filled with determination. “A mere mountain path is nothing. As long as I can travel with you, Senior, even if we have to walk to the ends of the earth, I’ll follow you anywhere.”

    Her unwavering words left Lin Tianlu speechless.

    After a moment of thought, he chuckled. “Alright, if you want to come with me, Miss Hua, I won’t stop you.”

    The girl beamed with joy.

    “But the journey is long. You’ll have to endure some hardships with me, Miss Hua.”

    “It’s alright! As long as I’m with you, Senior, there’s no hardship I can’t endure.” Hua Shuya’s cheeks were flushed, her beauty even more captivating.

    As if emboldened by the wine, she bit her lip and gently placed her hand on his, which was resting on the railing.

    Lin Tianlu was startled and looked at her in surprise.

    But the girl didn’t shy away. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes sparkling.

    “Miss Hua, do you know my background?”

    “No, Sir.”

    “Do you know that I’m alone and penniless?”

    “Yes, Sir.”

    “Do you know if I’m hiding anything from you?”

    Hua Shuya smiled gently. “Why does it matter? I just know that you’re you, Senior. Ever since we met, you’ve filled my heart with admiration. That’s enough for me.”

    “You’re too trusting, Miss Hua. It’s easy to be deceived.” Lin Tianlu chuckled.

    “My strength is weak, but I trust my eyes.”

    Hua Shuya whispered, “Senior…”

    “Ahem!”

    A sudden sound came from behind them.

    Lin Tianlu turned his head and saw Cheng Yishi standing there, her hand covering her mouth as she coughed lightly, a playful smile on her face.

    “It seems… I’ve come at a bad time?”

    Lin Tianlu chuckled. “What if I said, ‘You’ve come at the perfect time’?”

    “Then I’ll just have to go with the flow~” Cheng Yishi winked, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

    She glanced at Hua Shuya, whose courage seemed to have vanished. The girl was blushing furiously, her hand covering her forehead, as if about to faint from embarrassment.

    Her shy demeanor amused Cheng Yishi. This girl was truly innocent.

    But…

    She turned to look at Mao Ruoyu, who had also returned.

    Their eyes met, and they both smiled “warmly” at each other, their thoughts racing.

    This woman… was her true rival!

  • They All Want to Be My Female Lead 112

    Chapter 112: Free From Worldly Desires

    After changing into his pajamas, Yan Zhen activated his Star Shifting Fire Seal and visited his Beautiful Sect Master, hoping she would massage his legs.

    Come to think of it, he had never massaged her shoulders or legs. It was always her taking care of him, massaging his head and legs. Although it was always for healing purposes, he still felt a pang of guilt.

    After all, she was his master, and he was her disciple. He should be the one serving her, not the other way around.

    And the “serving tea and water” part that was supposed to be in the script? She had never asked him to do that. She only asked him to help her bathe and dress, but even then, he hadn’t actually done anything. Instead, she had taught him a new dual cultivation technique.

    He really needed to find a way to repay her kindness.

    The script mentioned her favorite snacks and wines, though only by name, without any recipes. He should be able to find the necessary information and recreate them.

    “I’ll return to my room now, Master. Goodnight.”

    Shortly after he left the Fire Refining Starry Sky, Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu arrived with his dinner, just like last night.

    Yan Meng’er seemed unchanged, her youthful face adorned with a sweet smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief. However, there was a subtle shift in her aura, a hint of newfound maturity, a touch of… *womanly charm*.

    Yan Ruyu, on the other hand, had changed significantly. She usually stared at him with a sharp, challenging gaze, but now, her eyes were downcast, her cheeks flushed, a lingering trace of seduction in her expression. She seemed more mature, more… *womanly*.

    He felt awkward.

    He was used to being close to Yan Meng’er. A little more intimacy wouldn’t be a problem. But Yan Ruyu… they were supposed to be rivals, constantly bickering. And now they had… *done things*.

    How was he supposed to act around her now? Could he still tease her about her ample bottom? It didn’t seem appropriate, especially after he had spent so much time… *fondling* it last night. He wondered if the marks he had left had faded.

    “Cousin, we didn’t cook tonight. We just made some flatbreads. Try them.”

    “Okay.”

    As he sat down, they took the seats beside him, one on each side.

    They were both wearing matching pajamas, but in different colors.

    Yan Meng’er’s was pink, while Yan Ruyu’s was magenta. They flanked him like two beautiful flowers.

    He felt a strange nervousness. They were his childhood friends, his cousins, but their mere presence was making his heart race.

    — *Calm down!*

    He reached for a flatbread, but Yan Meng’er was faster. She carefully tore it in half, revealing the savory filling. The aroma was mouthwatering.

    “These are five-spice beef filling. Five of them. There are four other fillings, five of each. Twenty-five in total. Here, Cousin, open wide~”

    “I can feed myself.” He was speechless. “My legs might be weak, but my arms are fine.”

    — *Though my legs aren’t actually weak anymore.*

    “That’s not the point! I want to feed you, Cousin~”

    “I don’t want to be fed. It makes me feel useless.”

    He maintained a neutral expression, taking a flatbread and biting into it.

    It was delicious. Her baking skills were truly unmatched.

    “Mmm… Then can you feed me, Cousin?” She changed tactics smoothly. “I want you to feed me~”

    He held out the half-eaten flatbread.

    “Here you go.”

    “Nom.”

    She took a bite, her lips leaving a smaller mark on the already bitten edge.

    He didn’t mind, taking another bite himself, finishing the flatbread.

    She felt a surge of joy, sensing his affection. His actions confirmed her suspicions: last night’s efforts had worked! He had accepted her!

    — *Yay! Victory for Meng’er! Now it’s Cousin Ruyu’s turn.*

    They had agreed beforehand that whatever Yan Meng’er did, Yan Ruyu had to follow. Whoever backed out was a dog.

    “I want some too,” Yan Ruyu suddenly declared.

    He frowned. *If you want some, just take it.*

    He picked up another flatbread and offered it to her. “Here.”

    She hesitated, then blurted out, “I… I want you to feed me!”

    *What?* He stared at her in disbelief. *She’s playing this game too? Did Meng’er corrupt her?*

    Well, they had already… *done things*. He supposed feeding her wouldn’t be a big deal.

    He held out the flatbread, but she shook her head, adding softly, “From the part you already bit.”

    *What kind of ridiculous request is that? Has she been possessed?*

    “Cousin Ruyu, are you feeling alright?”

    “Hurry up!” she snapped. “I don’t want to be a dog.”

    He was baffled. Seeing her determined expression, as if she would bite him if he refused, he quickly took a bite and offered her the flatbread.

    She completed her “mission,” her face burning crimson.

    Yan Meng’er giggled, pleased. *Finally, Cousin Ruyu is no longer a clueless block of wood! Our future is looking bright!*

    After finishing their flatbreads, they moved to his bed, ready to massage his legs, just like last night.

    Yan Meng’er was about to ask him to take off his pants when he swiftly rolled up his specially tailored bell-bottoms, revealing his toned thighs.

    *Slap, slap.* He patted his thighs. “Let’s get started.”

    Seeing that subtlety wasn’t working, she decided to be direct. After massaging his legs, she leaned against him, her voice a soft whine. “I made you flatbreads, Cousin, and I massaged your legs. Now I want a kiss. Can I?”

    “Sure.”

    He readily agreed, planting a quick kiss on her cheek. “There.”

    She blinked, then pouted. “That’s not fair! I want *this* kind of kiss!”

    She leaned in, capturing his lips in a deep kiss.

    Yan Ruyu, seeing this, hesitantly leaned against his chest, her arms wrapping around his waist.

    As they parted, she quickly cupped his face, claiming his lips with a kiss of her own.

    The two sweet kisses had transformed the atmosphere, the air thick with intimacy.

    — *Isn’t this exactly what happened last night? A classic repeat.*

    Thankfully, this was another world, and their blood ties were distant. If this were Earth… well, it wouldn’t be a problem either, would it?

    He sat on the bed, his arms around them, feeling his body responding to their touch. He surrendered, allowing them to undress him, their tongues tracing his skin, their hands exploring his body.

    As the curtains fell, another sleepless night began.

    [*Ding! Friendly System Reminder: Please maintain your protagonist persona, Host. Do not become overly consumed by your desires.*]

    Yan Zhen, sandwiched between the two girls, stared at the system notification, feeling the “sage energy” coursing through him, quadrupled in intensity. His voice was flat, devoid of emotion.

    “You’re a little late with your reminder, System. Don’t I seem emotionless and abstinent enough right now?”

    *Free from all worldly desires.*

     

  • They All Want to Be My Female Lead 111

    Chapter 111: Instructor Yu Xuan Seems to Like Yan Zhen Too

    In Yan Ruyu’s room, the cousins lay tangled together, their bodies still warm from their shared bath and… other activities. They didn’t wake until afternoon.

    Yan Meng’er got up first, returning to her room to change into her loungewear. Then, she went to Yan Zhen’s room, stripping his bed, washing the sheets and blankets, hanging them up to dry, and replacing them with fresh linens. She then went to the kitchen and prepared two bowls of noodles with an assortment of toppings, carrying them to Yan Ruyu’s room.

    “Cousin, wake up! Time for noodles!”

    “…”

    Yan Ruyu didn’t respond, her body curled beneath the thin blanket, a cocoon of shame.

    The more enthusiastic she had been last night, the more mortified she felt now.

    The memory of riding him, her hips swaying, the indecent words she had uttered… She couldn’t bear to face anyone.

    He would definitely tease her, and she would die of embarrassment.

    “Cousin, why are you still dwelling on it?” Yan Meng’er sighed. “He won’t make fun of you. You’re overthinking things.”

    “He definitely will.”

    “Come on! Think about how much he enjoyed it last night! He couldn’t keep his hands off your butt! Men love it when you’re usually so proper but then… you know… let loose in bed…”

    “—Stop it!”

    Yan Ruyu quickly cut her off, her face burning even brighter.

    *Tsk.* Yan Meng’er walked over to the bed, grabbing the edge of the blanket and pulling. “Get up, Cousin! Or I’ll wash the nightgown you wore last night!”

    “You wouldn’t dare!” She shot up, glaring at her cousin. “That’s a keepsake!”

    It still held the evidence of her lost virginity.

    “Heehee, just kidding! I wouldn’t ruin such a precious memento!” Yan Meng’er giggled. “Come on, Cousin, get washed up! The noodles are getting cold.”

    Yan Ruyu reluctantly changed into her loungewear, washed her face, and joined her cousin for their late lunch.

    “Meng’er, do you think… they know? Did you notice anything when you asked Instructor Yu Xuan for leave?” A new worry had taken root within her.

    Yan Meng’er shrugged. “Of course they know! The walls aren’t that thick. And you were screaming so loudly, Cousin.”

    “I was not!” she denied. “You were the one… moaning every time he… Hmph.”

    Her words struck a nerve.

    Honestly, she was disappointed in herself. She hadn’t expected to be so… *inexperienced*, not even half as good as Yan Ruyu. She hadn’t been able to satisfy him fully.

    Was it because she loved him too much?

    — *Should I ask Cousin Ruyu for advice?*

    She quickly dismissed the thought.

    — *That would be too embarrassing. And knowing her, she would never tell me.*

    “Meng’er?”

    “I… I was just a bit nervous! I’ll be better next time! I’ll be even better than you, Cousin!”

    “Who’s competing with you?!”

    “Hmph~”

    “I’m just worried about facing them.” Yan Ruyu sighed. “Xiao Xinyan is one thing, but Xue’er also likes Yan Zhen. I wonder if she’s heartbroken. And Instructor Yu Xuan definitely doesn’t want any romantic entanglements in the house. Maybe we should move out?”

    “Yeah, we should talk to him about it. He probably won’t object. It’s just that finding a house at this time of year will be difficult.”

    “We can find one if we’re willing to pay a premium.” She paused, sighing. “I just feel bad for Xue’er.”

    This was her first true friend, and now they were drifting apart because they loved the same man.

    “Then let her join us! As long as she’s willing to be a concubine and call me ‘Big Sister Meng’er.’” She slurped her noodles, her cheeks puffed out.

    Yan Ruyu rolled her eyes. “It’s not that simple. Don’t forget, he’s still engaged to Huangfu Wenqing. And it’s an uxorilocal marriage.”

    “He’ll definitely defeat Huangfu Wenqing and break off the engagement! Don’t worry!”

    “Don’t underestimate Huangfu Wenqing! The National Preceptor has taken her on as a disciple and is grooming her to be the heir to Cloud Heaven Palace! Her talent is comparable to Yan Zhen’s, and she has access to the best resources! If they fight, it’s not clear who would win.”

    Yan Meng’er scoffed. *That Huangfu Wenqing? She’s no match for my cousin! Hmph~*

    “Besides, Xue’er probably wouldn’t want to join us…”

    “We won’t know until we ask. Maybe she’ll be happy to.”

    “How are we supposed to ask her?”

    “Just be direct. I’m sure she understands the situation.”

    “Then… you ask her, Meng’er.”

    “We’ll see.” She set down her chopsticks. “But Cousin… do you mind?”

    “Mind what?”

    “Letting Xue’er join us.”

    Yan Ruyu shook her head. “For some reason, I feel like… this is how it’s supposed to be. We should all be happy together, including Xue’er.”

    Her words sparked a pang of jealousy within Yan Meng’er. *Isn’t your cousin more important than your best friend?*

    “Actually… there’s also Instructor Yu Xuan.” Yan Ruyu hesitated, then confessed, “I think… she might also like Yan Zhen.”

    Yan Meng’er choked on her noodles.

    “What?! Are you serious, Cousin?!”

    “Uh… yes, I think so.” Her voice lacked conviction. “When Xue’er declared her intentions, I observed Instructor Yu Xuan. Her expression… it seemed like she also had feelings for him.”

    “That’s… impossible! Even Instructor Yu Xuan…? It never happened in my previous life… Wait, maybe there were some subtle hints…”

    “Previous life? What are you mumbling about, Meng’er?”

    “I’m just… shocked! I can’t believe even the mature and composed Instructor Yu Xuan has fallen for him! He’s such a heartbreaker~” Her eyes gleamed mischievously. “If Instructor Yu Xuan also joins us…”

    Yan Ruyu slapped her arm, cutting her off.

    “—Don’t talk nonsense! You can’t disrespect your instructor!”

    Yan Meng’er pouted, rubbing her arm.

    “I was just kidding!”

    “You’re asking for a beating.”

    “But why would Instructor Yu Xuan like Cousin Yan Zhen? There’s almost a ten-year age gap! Does she have a thing for younger men?”

    “How should I know?”

    “Cousin, should we… try to sound her out?”

    “Absolutely not! If we anger her, we’re in big trouble.”

    “Ugh, you’re right.”

    Instructor Yu Xuan’s usual gentleness made her anger all the more terrifying.

    But Yan Meng’er couldn’t suppress her curiosity.

    Instructor Yu Xuan was so good at hiding her feelings. She hadn’t revealed anything in Yan Meng’er’s previous life.

    *Speaking of which, she’s currently training with Cousin Yan Zhen. They’re alone in that private training ground… Could they be… doing something?*

    The thought made her even more curious. She wanted to sneak over and peek.

    “Cousin, should we…?”

    “Let’s not.” Yan Ruyu, clearly sharing her thoughts, shook her head. “It would be so awkward if she caught us.”

    “Then we just have to make sure she doesn’t catch us!”

    “Come on, it’s getting late. They’ll be back soon. There’s no point in going now. Let’s prepare dinner.”

    “We’ll go tomorrow. I have a bad feeling about this.”

    “Instructor Yu Xuan isn’t as… *unscrupulous* as you think. Even if she likes him, she wouldn’t do anything inappropriate.”

    “You can’t be sure…”

    As the two girls left to buy groceries, Instructor Yu Xuan returned to the house, supporting a limping Yan Zhen. They headed straight for the bathroom.

    “You’re covered in sweat. Let’s get you cleaned up.”

    He nodded, but she didn’t leave. She began to help him undress.

    “I can do it myself, Instructor.”

    He felt uncomfortable. His legs might be weak, but his arms were fine.

    “Today’s punishment is for me to bathe you,” she said calmly, pulling up his shirt. “Raise your arms.”

    “That’s not a punishment.” He chuckled, obediently raising his arms. “It’s a reward.”

    “If you don’t like it, then it’s a punishment.”

    “I don’t dislike it! I’m just worried they might walk in on us and ruin your reputation.”

    “Don’t worry. We came back early. They’re still in class.”

    “…Are you still angry, Instructor?”

    “No, I’m not angry.”

    By the time she finished speaking, he was down to his boxers. She didn’t give him a chance to protest, swiftly pulling them down. His “dragon” nearly slapped her in the face.

    She dodged, blushing. “You were just… *serviced* three times last night! And you’re still so energetic? You… you little donkey!”

    He wanted to crawl into a hole and die.

    She giggled, but she didn’t tease him further. She wrapped a towel around his waist and turned him around.

    The rustling sounds behind him sent his heart racing, his thoughts scattering.

    Moments later, she had removed her own clothes, folding them neatly and placing them in the laundry basket. She gathered his clothes, wrapped a towel around herself, and tied her hair up. Then, she took his hand.

    “Let’s go. Be careful.”

    He didn’t know what to say, allowing her to guide him into the bathroom.

    They stood together beneath the shower, the water washing away the summer heat.

    After a quick rinse, they entered the bath. She had him sit on the edge of the tub while she knelt before him, her hands gently massaging his legs.

    Strands of Water Mystic Power seeped into his muscles, easing the fatigue. It wasn’t as effective as his Beautiful Sect Master’s Starry Glass Fire, but it helped.

    However, this type of sustained healing was tiring for the healer. She had already exhausted herself suppressing her cultivation and training with him. Massaging his legs would only drain her further.

    He tried to refuse, but she was insistent.

    “How do your legs heal so quickly?”

    She had wondered about this in his previous life as well.

    Even with her full effort, using her Water Mystic Power to massage his legs, she could only help him walk normally. He wouldn’t be able to continue training on those posts, let alone… *do things* with two girls that same night.

    To recover overnight, he would need the assistance of at least a Tier 3 Mystic Refiner.

    Could it be his master? But she wasn’t with him. And surely a Half-Saint wouldn’t bother with such minor injuries?

    “I just have a good recovery rate,” he replied, unwilling to reveal his Beautiful Sect Master’s existence. “And I applied some medicinal lotion.”

    “Fine, keep your secrets, you stingy little thing~”

    She increased the pressure, making him wince.

    Knowing they couldn’t linger in the bathroom, she finished her rough massage and released his legs. Then, she removed her towel and draped it over his head, blocking his vision.

    “You promised me three rounds.”

    “…”

    She might claim she wasn’t angry, but he could sense her lingering resentment.

    He reached out, his hand gently resting on her head, stroking her hair, a gesture of comfort and encouragement.

    This was the first time he had done this. She seemed to enjoy it, her touch becoming gentler, more attentive.

    Feeling her body pressed against his, he imagined a grand scene:

    His “dragon,” enraged and crimson-faced, charging through a battlefield, its sword raised high.

    The quiet bathroom was filled with the sounds of running water and soft moans, both of them lost in the moment.

    Then, the sound of the front door opening shattered the silence.

    “Cousin, are you in there?”

    It was Yan Meng’er!

    He opened his eyes, reaching for the towel, but Instructor Yu Xuan grabbed his arm.

    Footsteps approached, more than one set. It was Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu!

    They entered the changing room and knocked on the bathroom door.

    “Cousin?”

    He and Instructor Yu Xuan suddenly remembered. They had taken the day off. They weren’t at the academy.

    He composed himself. “What is it, Meng’er? I’m taking a bath.”

    “Cousin, you’re back early! Are your legs okay?”

    “They’re… fine.”

    “Just ‘fine’? That’s not good enough! The bathroom floor is slippery! If you can’t even stand properly, you might fall! Let me help you bathe!”

    The door creaked open, and a small head peeked inside. Her eyes sparkled as she saw him, his upper body bare, his hands supporting him on the edge of the tub.

    From her angle, his back looked incredibly sculpted, the muscles defined, his physique lean and toned.

    *Drool.*

    “Don’t come in, you little brat!” he exclaimed, feigning anger. “Get out! Or I’ll be mad! Mmm!”

    “But I’m worried about you!”

    “I can handle taking a bath myself! Ahem.”

    “Fine. Then Cousin Ruyu and I will massage your legs tonight!”

    “Get out! Get out! Get out!”

    She stuck her tongue out at him and retreated, closing the door.

    He breathed a sigh of relief, his body relaxing.

    After a long silence, Instructor Yu Xuan spoke, her voice low and husky. “I’ll let you off easy this time. But next time, you won’t escape.”

    He scratched his head, unsure how to respond.

    She retrieved the towel, covering herself. “You go out first… Be careful. Don’t fall.”

    “Okay.”

    He emerged from the bathroom, wrapping a towel around his waist before returning to his room.

     

  • They All Want to Be My Female Lead 110

    Chapter 110: Instructor Yu Xuan Is Furious

    Yan Zhen dreamt again.

    In his dream, he was a child, playing “horsey” with Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu.

    He was the horse.

    First, Yan Meng’er rode him.

    She took pity on him, only riding him once.

    Then, it was Yan Ruyu’s turn.

    She seemed to enjoy it a little too much, refusing to get off his back, her legs clinging to his waist as she bounced up and down, urging him forward with shouts of “Giddy-up!”

    She was older than him, and her bottom was… well-developed. He could barely breathe under her weight.

    He got annoyed, bucking her off and declaring it was her turn to be the horse.

    She didn’t want to be the horse, but they had agreed beforehand that after he had been the horse, they would take turns being the horse for him.

    Reluctantly, she got on all fours, pretending to be a mare.

    He climbed on her back, exacting his revenge, pulling her hair and spanking her bottom, urging her to crawl around the bed.

    Yan Meng’er, seeing her cousin struggling, offered to take her place…

    They gradually transformed into beautiful young women, and the scene shifted to the academy. Mi Xue’er and Xiao Xinyan enthusiastically joined their childish game.

    Then, Instructor Yu Xuan burst into the room, catching him in the act. Furious, she summoned a water whip and lashed out.

    *Crack!*

    The whip struck his flesh, the sound sharp and clear.

    He yelped, jolting awake.

    “That scared me! Thank goodness it was just a dream.”

    Well, not entirely a dream. He had done things far more… *intense* than playing horsey.

    With the noises they had made last night, the other women in the house must have heard everything, right?

    He felt a wave of dread. He didn’t care about being judged, but he was terrified of Instructor Yu Xuan’s wrath.

    Because he couldn’t defeat her.

    He glanced around, relieved to find they were both gone. They must have returned to their rooms.

    It would have been awkward to wake up with them lying naked beside him.

    After washing up, he braced himself and headed to the dining room. Yan Meng’er and Yan Ruyu were absent. Only Instructor Yu Xuan, Mi Xue’er, and Xiao Xinyan were present, their expressions grim.

    *This is bad.* He was about to make a hasty retreat when Instructor Yu Xuan’s voice, cold and sharp, stopped him.

    “Stop right there.”

    He froze, turning to face them with a weak smile.

    “Uh, good morning, ladies.”

    Mi Xue’er crossed her arms, letting out a disgruntled huff.

    She had taken that drug and practically thrown herself at him, only to be firmly rejected. He had even resorted to that humiliating method to purge the drug from her system. And now, just a few days later, he had slept with her cousin and best friend? He was bullying her!

    Xiao Xinyan simply stared at him with a resentful gaze. He couldn’t decipher her thoughts.

    Instructor Yu Xuan’s expression, however, was unreadable, sending a chill down his spine.

    “Don’t just stand there. Come eat your breakfast.”

    Her voice was still soft, but her tone was harsh, devoid of her usual warmth and kindness.

    He shuffled over to his seat, his movements slow and hesitant. He picked up his spoon and began to eat his porridge.

    “Are your legs feeling better, Yan Zhen?”

    “Yes, they’re fine.”

    “Then we’ll continue your training today.”

    “As you wish, Instructor.”

    She fell silent.

    He kept his gaze lowered, focusing on his porridge. He carefully reached for a salted peanut.

    Just as his chopsticks were about to grasp it, Mi Xue’er snatched it away.

    She popped it into her mouth, chewing angrily, her brows furrowed, her eyes glaring at him, as if to say, “You’re not getting this.”

    “…”

    He didn’t argue, silently finishing his porridge and declaring he was full.

    Instructor Yu Xuan also set down her chopsticks, wiping her mouth with a napkin. “Let’s go to the academy.”

    She stood up and left the room.

    He hesitated for a moment, then followed her.

    They walked in silence, arriving at the private training grounds. As soon as the door closed behind them, she turned, pulling him into an embrace. She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him, her movements forceful, possessive.

    He was stunned. She had never kissed him like this before. This was a first.

    He was no match for her sudden intensity. He quickly surrendered, his arms wrapping around her waist as he returned her kiss.

    They finally parted, both breathless, their faces flushed.

    She stared at him, her eyes burning with a possessiveness that made him uneasy. He tried to explain. “Instructor, listen, last night was…”

    “—They took advantage of you while you were injured, didn’t they?”

    *Huh?*

    “I knew it. That Meng’er… she’s always been a troublemaker. And now she’s corrupted Ruyu as well.” She frowned, contemplating how to punish Yan Meng’er. “I was careless. I didn’t expect them to go this far.”

    “…”

    — *I was careless too. I didn’t dodge in time. I thought they were just being clingy, but they actually meant it! I underestimated them. I was too naive.*

    She narrowed her eyes. “How many times did they… *take* you last night?”

    *Why is she asking that?*

    He blushed, lowering his head. “Th-three times.”

    *Three?* Her eyes narrowed further. “Who did it twice?”

    He squirmed, his embarrassment intensifying. “Cousin Ruyu.”

    “What?!”

    She was surprised, but then, remembering Yan Ruyu’s full, round buttocks, it made sense.

    She bit her lip, leaning closer to whisper in his ear. “I’m going to have three rounds with you after our training today.”

    *What?!* He stared at her in shock. She added, “From now on, however many times they take you, I’ll have that many rounds with you. Not one less.”

    *No way…* His face paled. The mere thought made his legs weak.

    She huffed. “This is your punishment for provoking those girls! You deserve it!”

    He felt a weight settle upon him, a burden he shouldn’t have to bear at his age. But her tone was firm, and his own guilt prevented him from arguing.

    Seeing his miserable expression, she softened, her voice gentler. “I’ll make you nourishing soup every day. Make sure you finish it.”

    *Will that even be enough?* he wondered. He still had his Beautiful Sect Master to deal with, and their occasional dual cultivation practice sessions.

    “Alright, let’s begin our training. You’re falling behind on your cultivation goals, and you’re still distracted by other things! I’m about to reach the Two Star Mystic Scholar realm! Be prepared, Yan Zhen!”

    And so, he endured a grueling day of training under her furious tutelage.