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  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 124 p2

    Chapter 124: Sorry, But I’m Still Calling the Shots p2

    “It’s not that I’m eager, but the oath has been made. If you’re unable to pay and you suffer divine retribution, my conscience wouldn’t be able to handle it…”

    His voice was filled with mock concern.

    The Third Prince stopped, turning to glare at him.

    After a moment, he exhaled slowly. “I’ll have the Great Qian Dynasty deliver the spirit stones.”

    He glanced at Lin Ling, who was yawning, entering the pavilion, then he looked back at Mu Zhi’an.

    “You win this time, Young Master Mu. I concede defeat.”

    He paused, then added, his voice laced with a veiled threat, “But I know everything about you.”

    His words would have intimidated most.

    Even some married women had submitted to him, fearing his power.

    But Mu Zhi’an was unfazed.

    He simply smiled, nodding. “Remember to deliver the spirit stones.”

    His words were casual, yet they struck the Third Prince like a blow, making him stagger slightly.

    He glared at Mu Zhi’an, then, with a cold snort, he turned and left, the disciples’ gazes following him.

    Ye Yu watched, his heart burning with resentment as he saw Mu Zhi’an, Ye Lingxuan standing beside him, her gaze lingering on him with a tenderness that twisted his gut.

    In Tianxuan City, Mu Zhi’an had the backing of the Mu family. Now, in the Two Polarities Sect, he had Ling Long… Why?!

    He was the one with great destiny! Why was Mu Zhi’an receiving all the opportunities…?

    Could it be that Bai Ruoxi and Ye Lingxuan, with their own immense destinies, were somehow influencing his luck?

    He glared at Mu Zhi’an, his fists clenching.

    After a moment, he relaxed his grip.

    The inner disciple selections were in two days. While the peak lords would make the final decision, there would be a sparring competition among the candidates beforehand. If Mu Zhi’an wanted to become an inner disciple, he would have to prove himself…

    And then… He was no longer the weakling he had been in the past. A mere fifth-level Foundation Establishment cultivator… it was nothing…

    He chuckled inwardly, turning and disappearing into the crowd.

    Mu Zhi’an chatted with the remaining disciples for a while, then sent them away.

    They were all intelligent. Openly trying to curry favor with him now would be too obvious.

    They were all fellow disciples. There would be plenty of opportunities to build relationships later.

    Huang Manting looked at him, her gaze knowing, her voice a seductive whisper. “You’ve been keeping secrets from me, Young Master Mu… You knew Senior Ling Long all along…”

    “If you’re free in the next few days, come visit me.”

    She swayed her hips enticingly as she walked away.

    The pavilion, which had been bustling with activity moments ago, was now quiet. He turned to Ye Lingxuan, his voice soft. “I’m sorry you had to defend me.”

    She smiled, her voice clear and melodious. “It’s nothing. I simply dislike seeing people abuse their power.”

    “Is that the only reason?” he asked, his gaze meeting hers.

    She blushed, looking away, her voice a soft murmur. “There are other reasons…”

    The aloofness, the distance she had maintained, it had vanished…

    She’s so wealthy… Carrying five hundred thousand spirit stones with her… He looked at her, her beauty enhanced by her blush, his thoughts racing.

    What kind of background does she have…? To casually produce such a sum…

    “You should be careful, Brother Mu. Senior Ling Long was here today, but if she’s not around next time…” she said, her voice laced with concern.

    He chuckled, shaking his head. “It’s fine. Even if she’s not here…”

    Senior Sister Lan had already informed the sect master about Bai Ruoxi. Her silence meant she approved…

    If the sect’s leadership approved, what was there to worry about?

    Only the Third Prince believed he had lost because of Ling Long.

    From the beginning, he never had a chance.

    He patted Ye Lingxuan’s head, smiling. “You must be tired after your seclusion, Lingxuan. Go rest. I’ll bring you and Qian’er some Eight Treasures Crane later.”

    This was still the Garden of Heavenly Harmony. Bai Ruoxi might be meditating, but she couldn’t have missed the commotion.

    If she saw him patting Ye Lingxuan’s head, with her standing there, watching them…

    It would be a classic misunderstanding. He wanted to avoid that.

    Meanwhile.

    “That Mu family young master, he’s not as simple as he appears…” the peak lord of Dao Peak, Yu Ziyan, said, hovering in the air, her voice laced with a hint of admiration.

    “His cultivation is only at the fifth level of Foundation Establishment, but he’s quite capable. I sensed that Mu family servant girl, Wei Mengrou. She’s probably protecting him,” Xiang Yan said.

    “Normally, within the sect, there’s no need to maintain those master-servant dynamics… For her to be so devoted, he must have something special,” Yu Ziyan agreed, nodding.

    “And Senior Ling Long is with him…”

    Yi Hao looked at them. “We should keep her presence a secret until after the inner disciple selections.”

    They nodded, understanding his reasoning.

    Their minds were racing, their thoughts filled with possibilities.

    They had a significant advantage. They knew about Ling Long’s relationship with Mu Zhi’an. The other peak lords didn’t.

    He had earned Ling Long’s favor, and he was close to several of the most promising candidates…

    They would have to reconsider their choices for inner disciples.

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 124 p1

    Chapter 124: Sorry, But I’m Still Calling the Shots p1

    The peak lord of Dao Peak’s reprimand made the Third Prince stiffen.

    He glared at Mu Zhi’an, a mixture of realization and anger in his eyes.

    No wonder she had looked familiar… He had seen her in the Celestial Realm!

    But he hadn’t known she was Ling Long.

    Now, his heart burned with fury.

    Mu Zhi’an had set a trap, and he had walked right into it!

    That Mu family young master had deceived everyone, even Huang Manting.

    Her information had been accurate, but with Ling Long’s presence, it was useless…

    He couldn’t expose Bai Ruoxi now!

    Accusing her would mean questioning Ling Long’s judgment.

    The three peak lords hadn’t said anything. How could he possibly challenge her?

    He stared at Mu Zhi’an, his expression stormy, suppressing his anger, then he turned to Lin Ling, bowing.

    “My information was inaccurate, Senior Ling Long. I was unaware you were residing here. I apologize for the disturbance.”

    His words sounded like an apology, but they were actually a subtle accusation. He was blaming Mu Zhi’an for not revealing Ling Long’s presence, for causing this trouble…

    Lin Ling didn’t seem to care. Her crimson eyes were fixed on Mu Zhi’an’s storage ring.

    Or rather, on the Eight Treasures Cranes within.

    She hadn’t enjoyed the first one she had eaten, but the second one, roasted with Shang Yanfei, had been delicious.

    She wanted another one…

    “Senior Ling Long, how do you think this matter should be handled…?” Yi Hao asked tentatively.

    She wrote on the ground: Deal with it yourselves.

    She wasn’t interested in human conflicts. She was here to transfer her destiny, suppress her karmic fire, and enjoy delicious food…

    Nothing else mattered.

    Mu Zhi’an bowed respectfully. “I’ll handle it, Senior. I apologize for disturbing you.”

    The disciples glanced at the Third Prince, who was standing there, speechless.

    Mu Zhi’an’s words, seemingly casual, had shifted the blame back to the Third Prince.

    Disturbing Ling Long… it was a serious offense, even for a prince.

    Of course, they didn’t realize that Lin Ling wouldn’t actually be angry about something so trivial…

    She didn’t care. Mu Zhi’an was the one who had decided she was angry…

    Yi Hao looked at the Third Prince, his voice stern. “Minor disagreements between disciples are inevitable, but escalating things to this level… If it happens again, you’ll be expelled.”

    His tone was casual, but his words carried a weight that made the Third Prince’s heart sink.

    Being expelled after just a few days… he would never live it down.

    The other royals might be polite to his face, but behind his back, they would surely mock him…

    Yi Hao turned to the disciples, his expression softening slightly. “Senior Ling Long dislikes commotion. After you leave, don’t spread rumors about this incident.”

    “If this is leaked and she’s disturbed, the consequences will be severe.”

    The disciples nodded solemnly, and Yi Hao, after a few more words of warning, left with the other two peak lords.

    They weren’t worried about the disciples spreading rumors. Aura Observation could detect lies. If anyone spoke about this incident, they would be easily identified…

    But as they departed, they all glanced at Mu Zhi’an, their gazes filled with a mix of curiosity and respect…

    Mu Zhi’an watched them leave, then he looked at the Third Prince, who was also about to depart.

    “Third Prince, about that one million spirit stones…”

    “Can you have them ready within three days?”

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 123

    Chapter 123: I’ll Give You Another Chance to Rephrase That

    In this world, a distinction had to be made between demonic cultivators and demons.

    Even in the Eastern Realm, a land dominated by human cultivators, demons existed. They were rare, but they weren’t affiliated with the Demon Realm.

    Ling Long, in a way, was also a demon.

    Her aura was demonic.

    It was clear now. The Demon Measuring Ruler had been pointing at Ling Long!

    Her simple “Aaa,” a gentle inquiry, yet it carried an immense pressure, sending shivers down Ning Shuwen’s spine.

    His title as vice peak lord of Metamorphic Jewel Peak might command respect in most places.

    But not in front of the sect master, or Ling Long.

    The Third Prince stared at her, a strange sense of familiarity washing over him. He had seen her somewhere before… He glanced at Ning Shuwen. “Peak Lord—”

    But Ning Shuwen had already reacted, bowing respectfully. “Senior Ling Long, I apologize for the intrusion. We were unaware of your presence.”

    The Third Prince froze, his mind reeling, then he looked at Lin Ling, his eyes widening with shock.

    …Ling Long…?

    This silver-haired woman, radiating demonic aura, she was the ancient dragon, the one who had existed since the sect’s founding?!

    This was her human form…?

    The disciples were also stunned.

    When the Demon Measuring Ruler had targeted the pavilion, they had all assumed that Mu Zhi’an was indeed harboring a demonic cultivator, that he was doomed…

    And a demonic cultivator had indeed appeared.

    But their identity was unexpected.

    Huang Manting stared at Lin Ling, her gaze then shifting to Mu Zhi’an.

    He knows Ling Long?

    That explained how he had known the true method for receiving the destiny inheritance.

    And hadn’t they interacted in the Celestial Realm?

    She hadn’t expected them to leave together, or for her to be staying here.

    “Why is she here?!” Ye Yu stared at Lin Ling, her expression innocent and sleepy, as if she had just woken up, his mind screaming.

    The ruler hadn’t been pointing at Bai Ruoxi. It had been pointing at Ling Long!

    Her presence had masked Bai Ruoxi’s faint demonic aura!

    But what could he do now?

    Claim that Bai Ruoxi was the demonic cultivator?

    Who would dare to challenge her?

    Three peak lords, who had been observing from the sky, landed gracefully, bowing respectfully.

    “Senior Ling Long.”

    Their tone and demeanor were deferential, their status as peak lords forgotten…

    Firstly, because she was on par with the sect master. And secondly, because she represented destiny…

    Destiny was something all cultivators sought. Most of them, at Nascent Soul, were stuck at their current bottlenecks, their progress stagnant for decades. But with Ling Long’s blessing, perhaps they could break through…

    But she rarely appeared, and she only bestowed destiny upon disciples, so they hadn’t considered this possibility.

    In the past, some peak lords had tried to approach her, but she had ignored them.

    Seeing her here, it sparked a flicker of hope within them.

    One of the peak lords was Yi Hao, whom Mu Zhi’an had already met. The other two were a beautiful, alluring woman, the peak lord of Dao Peak, and a man with wild red hair, who looked more like a demon than a cultivator. He was Xiang Yan, the peak lord of Pure Yang Peak.

    Lin Ling glanced at the three peak lords, then her gaze landed on Mu Zhi’an, and she tilted her head. “Aaa?”

    She’s asking who they are… He understood, somehow. “These are the peak lords of our sect, Senior Lin Ling. Senior Yi Hao has been quite helpful. And the Eight Treasures Cranes you ate, he raised them.”

    She looked at Yi Hao, nodding slightly, then uttered a soft “Aaa,” acknowledging his presence.

    She picked up a twig and wrote two words on the ground.

    Yi Hao looked down and saw the words: Thank you.

    He smiled, bowing. “It was my honor to serve you, Senior. You’ve protected our sect from demons, and you even fought against the demon race. A few cranes are nothing…”

    He glanced at Mu Zhi’an, his eyes filled with approval and gratitude…

    The peak lords of Dao Peak and Pure Yang Peak glared at him, their gazes filled with envy.

    That shameless old thief… Using a junior to gain Senior Ling Long’s favor… How despicable…!

    They studied Mu Zhi’an, their thoughts racing.

    They only knew him because he was Bai Ruoxi’s partner.

    But they hadn’t expected him to be acquainted with Ling Long…

    That old fox Yi Hao, he must have known about this and befriended him beforehand… They cursed him inwardly, then began to consider how to approach Mu Zhi’an…

    Lin Ling, smoothing her skirt, wrote on the ground with the twig: What was happening here?

    Ning Shuwen’s heart skipped a beat, and he glanced at Mu Zhi’an.

    If he had known Ling Long was staying here, he would never have helped the Third Prince!

    His relationship with the Third Prince was based solely on family ties…

    And those ties were insignificant. He wouldn’t have intervened if he hadn’t thought it was a trivial matter…

    Mu Zhi’an, seemingly oblivious to his gaze, bowed to Lin Ling. “The Third Prince and I made a bet, Senior. He suspected there was a demonic cultivator here.”

    He paused, then added, “These four peak lords, their hearts filled with righteousness, came here to protect the sect, believing his accusations.”

    He bowed to Ning Shuwen. “There seems to be a misunderstanding, Senior Ning. But I’m not sure if Senior Ling Long falls under the category of demonic cultivator…”

    Ning Shuwen relaxed, his eyes filled with gratitude. He bowed, smiling. “You jest, Young Friend Mu. Senior Ling Long is our sect’s guardian beast. How could she be a demonic cultivator?”

    His expression had shifted from stern disapproval to a gentle smile with remarkable speed…

    Mu Zhi’an hadn’t taken the opportunity to complain. He had given him a way to save face…

    Ning Shuwen had been in the Two Polarities Sect for a long time. He knew how to navigate these situations.

    He bowed to Lin Ling. “Senior, this was simply a minor dispute between juniors. I believed there was a demonic cultivator present, so I came to investigate.”

    “Since it was a misunderstanding, I won’t interfere any further.”

    He bowed to Lin Ling, the other peak lords, and Mu Zhi’an, then, without even glancing at the Third Prince, he turned and left.

    Mu Zhi’an wasn’t surprised by his reaction.

    Anyone with a brain would have made the same choice.

    After all, the Third Prince was the one who had initiated this conflict.

    They would inevitably see each other again within the sect. There was no need to make an enemy of Ning Shuwen.

    Royals were heartless. He might be related to the Third Prince, but would he truly support him unconditionally…?

    The answer was clear.

    Mu Zhi’an looked at the Third Prince, his expression dark. “Third Prince, who do you think won the bet?”

    The Third Prince stared at the Demon Measuring Ruler, then at Mu Zhi’an, his eyes widening with a sudden realization, his voice filled with anger.

    “You tricked me! The demonic cultivator isn’t Senior Ling Long! It’s Bai Ruoxi!”

    He had been misled from the beginning.

    The information he had received was that Bai Ruoxi was a demonic cultivator, not that there was a demonic cultivator in the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

    Ling Long couldn’t be a demonic cultivator. It had to be Bai Ruoxi! The talented young woman who was close to Mu Zhi’an!

    Mu Zhi’an sighed, his voice filled with mock exasperation. “Third Prince, you claimed there was a demonic cultivator in the Garden of Heavenly Harmony. I didn’t object. I thought if there truly was one, it would be good to eliminate the threat. Then you wanted to investigate, and I allowed you to.”

    “And now you’re claiming Miss… Bai…” He remembered Ye Lingxuan’s presence and quickly corrected himself. “…Miss Bai is a demonic cultivator. Isn’t this a bit unfair…?”

    “And do you really think Senior Ling Long wouldn’t notice if there was a demonic cultivator here?”

    “She’s close to you! What would she do, even if she knew?!” the Third Prince retorted angrily.

    Mu Zhi’an’s eyes widened with mock shock. “Are you suggesting that Senior Ling Long is colluding with a demonic cultivator…?”

    The Third Prince was good at making accusations, but so was he.

    After all, he was skilled at manipulating the narrative…

    The Third Prince opened his mouth to speak, but the peak lord of Dao Peak interrupted him, her voice sharp.

    “Enough! This is the Two Polarities Sect, not the Great Qian Dynasty. Stop causing trouble. If you continue, I’ll have to escort you out.”

    He looked at her, her gaze cold and unwavering, and he swallowed his words, his frustration growing.

    Mu Zhi’an glanced at Ye Yu, who was glaring at him, then at Huang Manting and the others, before looking away.

    The boy who cried wolf, people only believed him once…

    And Bai Ruoxi’s demonic aura was concealed within her Vessel. It wouldn’t be detected unless she consumed a pill that forced it out, like she had done that day…

    But even if she did, what then?

    If Ling Long said she wasn’t a demonic cultivator, who would dare to disagree?

    In fact, she didn’t even need to speak.

    Her presence alone was enough.

  • Dear, it’s time for your medicine! 45

    Chapter 45: The Road to Revenge, Starting with Ekaterina

    The kiss was long and deep.

    Angelica felt like she was drowning, her senses overwhelmed.

    When they finally parted, she felt a strange emptiness.

    She wanted more, but she was too shy, worried that her master might think she was a lustful maid.

    She cared deeply about his opinion of her.

    “Master…” she said, her voice soft. “Those two nuns… who were they?”

    Her heart belonged to Qin Chu now. She wanted to tell him everything she knew, to warn him about the Hero Squad. They were fiercely loyal to Jie Luo, the First Hero. They had even protested when the Thirteen Sages had decided to summon a second Hero.

    They didn’t welcome his presence.

    Those two nuns were likely Loseweisse’s agents.

    Though Maggie and Sana hadn’t mentioned Loseweisse’s name…

    And the Pope… he harbored ill intentions towards the Hero too.

    But before she could speak, Qin Chu silenced her with a gentle “shh.”

    “Ange…”

    His use of her nickname sent a thrill through her.

    Her cheeks flushed, the warmth spreading to her ears.

    He had never called her that before…

    Qin Chu, oblivious to her reaction, continued, his voice low and somber. “Ange, I know more about this world’s darkness than you do.”

    His words sent a shiver down her spine. She looked up, meeting his gaze.

    His eyes, usually bright and playful, were now shadowed with pain, filled with a complex mix of emotions.

    Anger, fear, despair, hatred, sorrow…

    There was no warmth, no hope.

    She didn’t know what he had endured, but she sensed that it was far worse than her own years of suffering under Loseweisse.

    She felt a surge of protectiveness, a desire to offer him comfort, but she didn’t know how.

    She wrapped her arms around him, holding him tightly, her cheek pressed against his chest.

    “No matter what happens, Ange will always be by your side,” she whispered.

    “Always.”

    Was it warmth he felt?

    Her soft body, pressed against his, brought a strange comfort.

    And her words… they kindled a flicker of warmth within his heart.

    She wanted to stay awake, to watch over him, but she was exhausted, her body and mind drained by the ordeal. His embrace was too comforting, too safe. Her eyelids grew heavy, and she drifted off to sleep.

    He carried her back to the residence, laying her gently on her bed, tucking her in.

    “Shaye…”

    “Here.” He handed her the vial of Stunning Love.

    “What ingredients do you need to modify it? And who will be the creator after you’re done? You or me?” he asked, his curiosity piqued.

    “You, of course. I’m currently inhabiting your body,” Shaye replied. “And the ingredients… they have to come from you.”

    “The potion’s creator isn’t the one who brews it, but the one who provides the ingredients.”

    “What ingredients?”

    “Just a little bit of blood…”

    Just a little bit of blood…

    Thank goodness it wasn’t something more gruesome, like an eye, a tongue, or a heart.

    “I’ll start modifying it right away. Give me your arm,” Shaye said, her voice cheerful.

    Qin Chu, unconcerned, extended his arm.

    Shaye floated down from his shoulder, her pink lips parting slightly.

    She was beautiful.

    There was no denying it.

    She was a vision of perfection.

    Loseweisse, Ekaterina, Angelica, Natia… They were all beautiful in their own way, each possessing a unique charm.

    Even Saint Monique, the High Priestess of the Church of the Earth Mother Goddess, had a certain allure.

    But none could compare to Shaye.

    She was flawless, her beauty capable of captivating any man, fulfilling their deepest desires.

    Her silver hair flowed around her, her crimson eyes sparkling with mischief.

    Her lips, slightly parted, revealed two tiny, sharp fangs.

    Even this simple gesture seemed seductive.

    Qin Chu swallowed, his throat tightening.

    Then, she sank her fangs into his wrist.

    As her form became more substantial, they could occasionally interact physically, but most of the time, she remained a phantom.

    He felt a sharp pain, but it was nothing compared to the agony of being dismembered.

    But then something felt wrong. Blood, spurting from the two tiny puncture marks on his wrist, flowed like water from a broken faucet.

    Guided by Shaye’s magic, it coalesced in mid-air, forming a pulsating sphere. A liter bottle wouldn’t have been enough to contain it.

    He felt dizzy, his vision blurring from the sudden blood loss.

    “You said just a little bit!” he protested, his voice weak.

    “It’s just a liter. Is that too much?” Shaye rolled her eyes. “You’re the Hero. Don’t be such a wimp…”

    A wimp?

    If he wasn’t so strong now, he would have fainted from blood loss.

    Didn’t this damn Witch know that humans were fragile? That excessive blood loss could be fatal?

    He suspected she was taking revenge for him sealing her twice in his previous life.

    “I need a few strands of hair too…”

    She reached up, yanking a handful of hair from his head, ignoring his yelp of pain.

    This woman had no mercy.

    “By the way, who are you going to use this potion on first?” she asked, her curiosity piqued.

    This man was full of wicked schemes. Even a normal Hero wouldn’t resort to using Stunning Love.

    “Loseweisse?” she guessed.

    He hated her the most, after all.

    Shaye’s eyes lit up. “Make Loseweisse forget Jie Luo, make her fall for you, then…”

    She didn’t believe he would be so merciful. He wouldn’t stop at mere seduction.

    She imagined his plan:

    “Once she’s completely under your control, you’ll remind her of Jie Luo, then shatter his soul fragments before her eyes, forcing her to break free from the potion’s influence, restoring her memories…”

    “She’ll wake up to a broken, defiled body, realizing that the man she loves can never be resurrected…”

    “Oh my god, Qin Chu, you’re so evil! You’re practically a Witch already!”

    A Witch?

    He scoffed. He was a man.

    If anything, he was a Warlock… No, that didn’t sound right either.

    “Don’t put words in my mouth. That’s your plan, not mine,” he protested, defending his already tarnished reputation.

    It was unfair to be labeled as evil when he hadn’t even revealed his intentions.

    “Huh? You’re not going to do that? Do you have an even worse plan?”

    “Well… your plan isn’t bad.”

    Shaye rolled her eyes. She knew him too well.

    But she didn’t disapprove.

    He brushed a strand of her silver hair from his face.

    “But Loseweisse won’t be the first to taste Stunning Love.”

    “What?” Shaye was surprised. “Why not? You hate her the most.”

    “I do hate her. She deserves far worse than what you described… But Stunning Love isn’t suitable for her.”

    “She created the potion. She’s too familiar with its aura. It would be too risky, too difficult to control.”

    “I want revenge, but I prefer a more… measured approach.”

    “Who are you targeting then?”

    He smiled, his voice a low murmur. “The Crimson Valkyrie, Ekaterina.”

    “She’ll be drunk tonight. Don’t you think it’s the perfect opportunity?”

     

  • Mistaken Era 67

    Chapter 67

    Xiao Xiao and Wei Jie exchanged a glance. Since they couldn’t get out, they decided to go down and investigate.

    The two descended back into the ravine. Wei Jie held Xiao Xiao’s hand as they followed the circling, dancing phoenixes deeper into the valley.

    Xiao Xiao had intended to shake off his large hand, but upon seeing Wei Jie’s injured wrists, she could no longer bring herself to use force. With a tug from him, she obediently followed by his side.

    After passing through a narrow mountain path, the scenery suddenly opened up, revealing what seemed to be a paradise secluded from the world. A mountain stream flowed through lush, emerald green grasslands, where an exceptionally lush paulownia tree grew.

    A massive nest rested among the branches, and the five phoenixes had now landed on the tree, leisurely preening their feathers.

    Wei Jie was naturally daring and bold, so since they had come here, he brazenly carried Xiao Xiao and leapt up into the tree.

    The nest contained scattered eggshell fragments that were remarkably beautiful, shimmering as if sprinkled with mica powder. Their colors distinctly corresponded to the five phoenixes, indicating that this nest was likely their birthplace.

    However, Xiao Xiao’s keen eyes noticed some finer eggshell fragments amidst the grass by the stream.

    Xiao Xiao jumped down from the tree and picked up those fragments. To her surprise, their color was a drab gray, lacking the vibrant hues of the other phoenix eggshells. Yet judging by their shape, they also seemed to be from a phoenix egg.

    Wei Jie also got down from the tree and examined the fragments in her hand. After pondering, he boldly speculated, “This must be an egg that was pushed out of the nest and shattered, leaving behind these shell remains.”

    Xiao Xiao furrowed her brow in confusion, “Pushed out? Could a cuckoo have infiltrated the phoenix nest?”

    Cuckoos are known for laying their eggs in other birds’ nests and pushing out the host’s eggs to have their chicks raised instead, which prompted Xiao Xiao’s question.

    As a member of the Wei Family, Wei Jie was well-versed in the lore of many exotic beasts.

    He gazed at the dull gray eggshells thoughtfully and said, “This should be the rare egg of a black phoenix. It is said that the appearance of a black phoenix is an ill omen, unacceptable by the heavens. So phoenixes will actively push out any black eggs from their nests…”

    The black phoenix was considered an inauspicious existence. According to legend, it would gather demonic forces and spawn chaos, an anomaly only emerging during turbulent eras.

    So it was unsurprising that this drab, gray egg had been expelled from the nest.

    Xiao Xiao fell silent and searched through the grass where she had found the eggshells, eventually discovering a small tuft of black down feathers.

    Unable to contain her excitement, she called out, “Wei Jie, look! These are a chick’s down feathers. Could this egg have actually hatched? Let’s search around and see if we can find that little black phoenix.”

    Seeing her eagerness, Wei Jie couldn’t resist teasing, “Why? Do you think being surrounded by five phoenixes wasn’t exciting enough, so you want to seek out a black phoenix too?”

    Xiao Xiao knew her curiosity was somewhat silly. But when she heard that the black phoenix was only expelled from the nest as an ill omen while still an egg, she felt a twinge of discomfort. Having been born under the ominous “Ten Grievances” destiny herself, she was all too familiar with being shunned by loved ones as an inauspicious existence from a young age.

    So after hearing Wei Jie’s words, she wanted to see if that little black phoenix was still around.

    However, after searching the area, Xiao Xiao found no traces of any black phoenix. Perhaps the little one had hatched but perished soon after.

    After all, it was only natural for an unblessed, unwanted creature to disappear.

    But why had the five phoenixes led them to this place? Was it merely to showcase their birthplace amid the divine paulownia branches?

    It was then that Wei Jie, who had moved to the side of the tree, suddenly became solemn as he looked towards a smooth, large boulder.

    Etched on the boulder in magnificent calligraphy were the words: “Defying the Heavens.”

    Such blasphemous words appeared jarring amidst this sacred celestial bird sanctuary.

    However, what caused Wei Jie’s grave expression was that the flowing calligraphy was unmistakably his own handwriting!

    Xiao Xiao also recognized his handwriting and hesitantly asked, “How is that possible? Have you been here before?”

    Wei Jie furrowed his brow and shook his head. This was his first time visiting Demon Rock Cliff, and he had no recollection of inscribing words here.

    Yet that calligraphy… was undoubtedly Wei Jie’s brushwork, including that blasphemous line, which matched his usual defiant tone – what was the meaning of all this?

    At that moment, Wei Jie’s expression grew even graver, for he had discovered a wine gourd amidst the grass beside the boulder. And this wine gourd was an exact match to the one he carried with him…

    Xiao Xiao picked up the mysterious wine gourd in astonishment and gave it a sniff. The wine aroma inside was indeed the fine vintage Wei Jie often drank in Luoyi City…

    When Wei Jie took out the gourd hanging from his waist and compared it to the one found here, there seemed to be no discernible difference between the two.

    But this wine gourd had been crafted by Wei Jie himself, and even the inscriptions should have been unique, shouldn’t they?

    Staring at the bizarre, unexplained wine gourd, a flash of insight suddenly struck Xiao Xiao.

    She surveyed her surroundings, realizing that the formation aura enveloping this area felt somewhat familiar. This warm, undulating aura seemed to cultivate a harmonious state of mind…

    With her extraordinary perception, Xiao Xiao studied the surrounding formation and suddenly recalled the retroactive tracing technique her late master had once used to reveal the truth of her childhood. The aura here felt similar to when that formation had activated.

    At that time, although she had traveled back in time, her mother could not see her, for she had been enveloped within a comparable formation.

    Her master had mentioned that there were even more profound ancient arts than retroactive tracing, capable of traversing past and present at will. However, the fundamental principle involved establishing a formation to render time constant.

    In other words, this was an illusory realm, a true paradise secluded from the world – a domain that could manifest in any time or place.

    It did not exist within any particular space-time, yet it could traverse all space-times.

    Could this Phoenix Ravine be such a time-constant existence? Anyone from any era might stumble into it, leading to the convergence of different destinies.

    So while Wei Jie was certain he had never inscribed words here, it was both true and untrue.

    For although the disciple Wei Jie had not written them, it was highly possible that the calligraphy had been left behind by the Demon Lord Wei Jie of that era.

    As Master Tang Youshu had recorded in the secret manuals, after leading his followers to Demon Rock Cliff, Wei Jie had once disappeared in the rear mountains, with his demonic disciples scouring the area but unable to find any trace of him.

    When Wei Jie reappeared, he seemed to have been scorched by raging flames. The snake scales on his body had been tempered into an impenetrable obsidian sheen. Moreover, a crow had appeared by his side at that time…

    Wei Jie seemed quite fond of that unsightly bird and kept it as a pet for a long time…

    Deep in thought, Xiao Xiao asked Wei Jie, “If you were to keep a pet, would you keep a crow?”

    Wei Jie raised his eyebrows in surprise, “Why? Are there any crows with pleasant songs? What would I keep that thing for?”

    Confirming that Wei Jie had no special penchant for keeping such pets, Xiao Xiao could boldly deduce that this ravine nurturing the divine paulownia tree was akin to a secluded chamber isolated from the flow of time.

    In the original timeline, the Demon Lord Wei Jie must have stumbled into this place by chance, likely engaging in a fierce battle with these five birds, just as she had. After narrowly escaping with his life, he had inscribed his life’s philosophy – “Defying the Heavens” – before leaving behind his personal wine gourd and taking a black crow… no, a black phoenix chick with him when he departed.

    So this time when they trespassed into this realm, although the five phoenixes were present along with the wine gourd and inscriptions left behind by the Demon Lord Wei Jie, the black phoenix was conspicuously absent.

    Because Wei Jie had taken that black phoenix chick out of the Phoenix Ravine, it was naturally no longer here.

    After piecing everything together, Xiao Xiao once again felt dejected, realizing that she seemed to have followed Wei Jie’s path towards demonic cultivation by enduring the same fiery trial he had undergone.

    Only, after being scorched by the phoenix’s vermilion flames of true fire, Wei Jie’s snake scales had become impenetrable obsidian armor. But what about her snake scales?

    Thinking this, Xiao Xiao opened her robe and examined her arm. Unsurprisingly, her snake scales seemed to have spread further, now covering her entire arm.

    However, the charred outer shell from the recent burning had yet to fully shed, and the partially exposed coloration beneath seemed oddly dazzling. So Xiao Xiao reached out and brushed away the blackened shell…

    The charred outer layer fell away, revealing a radiant golden sheen…

    Xiao Xiao doubted her eyes and vigorously brushed again, with even Wei Jie extending his large palm to help remove the remnants.

    Finally, the black shell on her entire arm sloughed off, unveiling a brilliant, golden arm…

    Xiao Xiao stared in disbelief. Why had Wei Jie’s previous life produced obsidian black scales, while hers were such an opulent, resplendent golden hue?

    Imagining her entire body covered in golden scales, Cui Xiao Xiao felt utterly dismayed!

    Wei Jie’s expression also grew solemn initially as he silently pondered the reason behind Xiao Xiao’s golden arm. But seeing her furrowed brow and apparent distress, he gently asked, “Is something uncomfortable with your body?”

    Xiao Xiao puffed out her cheeks, her delicate brows creased as she said in a low voice, “What am I going to do about this golden arm? It’ll be so difficult to match clothing colors in the future!”

    A golden color would be even more striking than black, completely unsuitable for wearing fresh, vibrant shades of green and the like!

    Wei Jie fell silent for a moment, forced to admit that his master was truly one of a kind, capable of imagining concerns no one else would even consider!

    After all this drama, she was actually agonizing over such a trivial matter?

    At the very moment Xiao Xiao revealed her radiant golden arm, the five phoenixes perched on the branches seemed unable to tolerate such a dazzling sight. They let out raucous cries and took flight once more.

    Circling above the two, the five phoenixes then transformed into five colored beams of light that shot directly towards Xiao Xiao.

    Wei Jie instinctively shielded Xiao Xiao, but it was already too late.

    Beneath Xiao Xiao’s smooth neck, five multicolored phoenix emblems had been imprinted, encircling her neck like a necklace.

    Xiao Xiao rushed to the stream’s edge and stared wide-eyed at her reflection before looking up at Wei Jie in bewilderment, “They… they didn’t attach themselves to my body like the demon bead, did they?”

    Wei Jie also frowned, for he had never heard of phoenixes possessing human bodies in such a manner.

    After confirming with Xiao Xiao that she felt no discomfort, Wei Jie decided to take her to consult his grandmother and see if the old lady knew what was happening.

    The two had lingered within this illusion for far too long. However, after the five phoenixes imprinted their emblems around Xiao Xiao’s neck, the surrounding formation aura seemed to noticeably weaken.

    Xiao Xiao sighed deeply. Since she had already progressed so far down the path of demonic cultivation, she might as well go all the way.

    So she picked up the Heaven’s Defiance sword, approached the boulder, and beneath Wei Jie’s calligraphic “Defying the Heavens,” she boldly inscribed four large characters: “Welcoming Wealth and Treasures”!

    However, compared to the forceful strokes above, Xiao Xiao’s calligraphy exuded a rather childish quality.

    Wei Jie attempted to appreciate his master’s calligraphic artistry and offer some praise, but found it rather difficult. He could only raise his eyebrows and ask, “What profound meaning lies within your inscription?”

    Xiao Xiao stated matter-of-factly, “Our Talisman Sect has recently encountered a few too many misfortunes. Naturally, we need some auspicious blessings! As the Sect Leader supporting all of you, don’t I need to welcome wealth? With my body becoming an inn for all sorts of demonic attachments, I must also strive to accumulate more treasures to control and restrain these ever-increasing demonic forces! As for the idiot who inscribed ‘Defying the Heavens’ above, we can simply listen to such words. But if one truly puts them into practice, they’re inviting a heavenly thunderbolt strike!”

    Hearing her articulate such a lengthy explanation, Wei Jie finally felt completely reassured. If she had the state of mind to engage in such carefree antics as leaving an “I was here” inscription, it seemed the recent fiery ordeal had not severely drained her vitality.

    Assured that Xiao Xiao was unharmed, Wei Jie carried her on his back and retraced their path, leaping upwards.

    With his agile movements, Wei Jie nimbly scaled the cliff face while carrying Xiao Xiao, propelling them both higher by bouncing off the rocky surfaces. Upon reaching the narrow crevice above the ravine, he mustered his strength and finally burst through the now greatly weakened barrier, emerging from the other side.

    However, in that instant when Wei Jie breached the barrier, the two wine gourds hanging from his waist failed to make it through and fell back into the depths of the ravine…

    Yu Ling’er and the others had been guarding this crevice, unable to penetrate the barrier or descend into the ravine, worrying endlessly about Xiao Xiao’s safety.

    It was only when Wei Jie emerged carrying Xiao Xiao that Yu Ling’er let out a joyous fox-like cry.

    She hurried over, immediately embracing Xiao Xiao and examining her for any burns.

    The sight of the five phoenixes spewing flames earlier had been truly terrifying, roasting Xiao Xiao as if she were a slab of meat.

    Yu Ling’er had expected Xiao Xiao to be completely charred, but to her surprise, although some blackened carbon shell still clung to her, it appeared removable. Xiao Xiao’s complexion remained untarnished, without any major injuries.

    However, the clothing Xiao Xiao wore… seemed to be Wei Jie’s robe, and underneath, she appeared to be… improperly dressed?

    Did this mean that when Wei Jie went to rescue her earlier, Xiao Xiao had been unclothed? Had he perhaps… seen everything?

    With her initial worries relieved, Yu Ling’er’s inquisitive soul immediately flared up as she leaned in and whispered to Xiao Xiao, “When he went to save you, were you not wearing any clothes? Did he…”

    Before she could finish, Xiao Xiao promptly clamped her hand over Yu Ling’er’s mouth, pinching it into a duck-like shape as she narrowed her eyes, “If you mention that again, try me?”

    Yu Ling’er realized that after being scorched, Xiao Xiao’s appearance had changed. Although she had become even more alluringly beautiful, her sharp gaze when angered had also grown more piercing! She truly exuded the commanding aura of a great sect leader now!

    But… Yu Ling’er was not afraid! After spending so much time with Xiao Xiao, she understood her temperament. When glaring, it was mostly just an attempt to intimidate.

    So after Xiao Xiao released her, Yu Ling’er pitifully covered her own mouth while rapidly retreating to hide behind Tang Youshu. Then she suddenly craned her neck and shouted, “Xiao Xiao, did Wei Jie see you without any clothes on?”

    Enraged, Xiao Xiao pounced forward to pluck the cheeky fox’s fur, while Yu Ling’er used Tang Youshu as a shield, dodging left and right.

    Tang Youshu could only helplessly play the role of a mother hen, shielding Yu Ling’er while gently advising Xiao Xiao, “Master Ancestor… don’t stoop to her level. We all know you and the master are righteous and proper. You would never look upon or listen to anything unbecoming!”

    However, Yu Ling’er retorted, “Come on! They’ve already kissed multiple times. Back in the village, I saw them hiding inside a house kissing with my own eyes…”

    The fox tribe valued passion and raw desire. For those mutually in love, it was only natural to be open and unrestrained in their affections.

    Yu Ling’er simply could not understand why Xiao Xiao obviously practiced the intimate skills of the Path of Intimacy with her disciple, yet stubbornly refused to admit it!

    However, by revealing this, she also intended to warn the naive Tang Youshu to avoid falling under this seductress Cui Xiao Xiao’s spell. She had already ensnared Wei Jie in cultivating the Path of Intimacy. Youshu’s weaker constitution might not withstand such indulgences.

    It was only now that Xiao Xiao realized Yu Ling’er had witnessed those instances in the village when she and Wei Jie had “transferred internal pellets.”

    Perhaps she had pinched the fox’s mouth too hard earlier, causing her to retaliate by divulging such private matters.

    Seeing the fox tribe’s knowing expressions, Xiao Xiao felt a sense of despair as she looked towards Wei Jie, hoping he would step in to clarify the situation.

    Master, your departed soul must be lamenting that your disciple has momentarily wavered, seduced by Wei Jie’s charms to commit acts unbecoming of our sect’s righteous path!

    But the righteous banner of the Lingshan Talisman Sect’s orthodox cultivation cannot be allowed to fall!

    How could she convince everyone that theirs was a pure master-disciple relationship? That the initial internal pellet transfer, as well as the subsequent second, third, fourth, fifth, sixth, seventh, and eighth kisses afterwards, had simply been momentary lapses brought on by surging emotions?

    She truly had no intentions of cultivating the Path of Intimacy or any such spiritual couples nonsense with Wei Jie…

    However, that rascal clearly lacked any sense of upholding the sect’s reputation. He did not seem the least bit bothered by the odd stares, even nodding and smiling in acknowledgment, his handsome brows and starry eyes exuding an understated, chaste pride – as if kissing his master was an honor to be celebrated.

    His demeanor… was truly well-suited for a disciple of the Path of Intimacy!

    Xiao Xiao regretted not perishing in those vermilion flames of true fire, sparing herself this current mortification before everyone’s incredulous gazes.

    However, the first thing she needed to do now was tear out that blabbermouth fox’s tongue.

    Did the sly fox think she could hide behind Tang Youshu and everything would be fine?

    In a flash, Xiao Xiao shot forward and seized Yu Ling’er’s fox ear, yanking her shoulder to pull the fox out from behind her shield.

    This time, both Xiao Xiao and Yu Ling’er were stunned.

    In the past, they would often playfully tussle like this, but Xiao Xiao could rarely catch Yu Ling’er.

    After all, the slippery fox was far nimbler than humans, utterly outclassing Xiao Xiao in speed and agility contests.

    Yet just now, Yu Ling’er seemed completely unable to defend herself as Xiao Xiao effortlessly seized her in the blink of an eye.

    Disbelieving, Yu Ling’er struggled free and attempted to flee again, only for her tail to be firmly grasped by Xiao Xiao’s next movement.

    Yu Ling’er blinked her large eyes, her mouth half-open as she exclaimed, “Xiao Xiao, did you practice some lightning talisman technique? How are your movements so fast now?”

    Xiao Xiao had practiced no such lightning talisman. She hadn’t even circulated her spiritual energy – her increased speed seemed to come naturally. Moreover, Yu Ling’er’s previously dizzying, elusive movements now appeared sluggish to Xiao Xiao’s eyes, making her easy to catch…

    Could this be… due to those five phoenix emblems now attached to her body? Thinking this, Xiao Xiao lightly tapped her toes and felt her body become extraordinarily agile. In the next instant, she had leapt up into the trees!

    Not only Xiao Xiao, but everyone was astonished to see her leap into the branches. As for Yu Ling’er, she hurriedly backed away from under the tree, glancing up at Xiao Xiao with a meaningful look as she called out, “Hey, come down quickly! You forgot… you only have that one robe on! Your sash is about to loosen!”

    In the next moment, Wei Jie had already jumped up, pulling Xiao Xiao down before tying her sash into a secure knot with a grim expression. He then asked, “Where are your clothes?”

    At the mention of clothes, Xiao Xiao suddenly gasped in realization – her bundle containing her clothes had been flung away when she fell into the ravine!

    That bundle also held her thick tome of the sect’s secret manuals!

    Recalling this, she lost all interest in clarifying the sect’s scandal or investigating her newfound agility. She urgently searched the area based on her memory of where the bundle had fallen.

    Strangely, although she clearly remembered it being flung near the edge of this cliff, she could not find it no matter how hard she looked!

    After circling the area fruitlessly, Xiao Xiao worried that her bundle, like Wei Jie’s wine gourds, had accidentally fallen into the Phoenix Ravine below.

    But when she considered descending to search, she realized the narrow crevice she had fallen through had completely vanished, leaving a flat surface where there had previously been a precipitous drop.

    Xiao Xiao lowered her gaze to the five colored phoenix emblems encircling her neck like a necklace, thinking: Could it be that since the phoenixes emerged with me, the Phoenix Ravine has disappeared?

    What did these five phoenixes sticking to her body actually want? Did they simply grow weary of the hidden realm and wish to venture out into the world with her?

    From this perspective, she was even more audacious than Wei Jie, who had only brought out a single crow… no, a black phoenix chick.

    She, on the other hand, had taken the whole set of five phoenixes with her. However, the manifestation of these five phoenixes in the world – would it bring fortune or calamity? She had no idea.

    These phoenixes were the bane of the demon bead. Now that Xiao Xiao had five phoenix emblems attached, she could clearly sense the demon bead’s aura being suppressed to the point where it dared not even breathe.

    According to Wei Jie, when Xiao Xiao was on the verge of perishing earlier, the demon bead had intended to abandon her, only to be forced back by his sword’s threat. Given its current predicament under the phoenixes’ talons, Xiao Xiao could well imagine the demon bead incessantly cursing Wei Jie with vulgar insults.

    Xiao Xiao’s main concern now was the whereabouts of her missing bundle. Had it truly been left behind in the deserted Phoenix Ravine realm? If so, how could she retrieve it?

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 122 p2

    Chapter 122: Ling Long: Aaa? p2

    “Master, do you think she’s truly a demonic cultivator?”

    High above the crowd, a young man in white robes, his hands clasped behind his back, looked at Ning Shuwen, the vice peak lord of Metamorphic Jewel Peak.

    Ning Shuwen shook his head, smiling. “If she is, then so be it. If not, we’ll intervene and clear her name.”

    “For now, let the Third Prince make a fool of himself.”

    “Of course, if we’re going to recruit her, we’ll have to act quickly,” he added.

    The commotion had attracted the attention of many cultivators, not just those from Metamorphic Jewel Peak.

    Many elders and peak lords were surely observing from the shadows.

    If she was a demonic cultivator, they would suppress her.

    If not, it was simply a minor dispute between disciples. They wouldn’t need to interfere.

    The Third Prince looked at Mu Zhi’an, his voice cold. “Young Master Mu, will you allow us to investigate now?”

    “If the demonic cultivator senses our presence and escapes, the consequences will be severe.”

    Mu Zhi’an looked up at the sky, the storm clouds gradually dissipating. “It seems the oath has taken effect.”

    The Third Prince frowned, about to speak, but Mu Zhi’an nodded. “Go ahead, Third Prince.”

    His calmness… it was unsettling…

    But the Third Prince couldn’t back down now.

    And the Demon Measuring Ruler’s reaction was growing stronger.

    There was definitely a demonic cultivator in the Garden of Heavenly Harmony!

    He put away the ruler, turning to the crowd, bowing. “Please bear witness. If we find a demonic cultivator, we’ll apprehend them together…”

    He walked towards the pavilion, the disciples following behind him, Ning Shuwen and his disciple discreetly joining them.

    As they entered the garden, the ruler’s pink glow intensified.

    Crack.

    A faint cracking sound rang out, and the Third Prince’s expression shifted.

    Ning Shuwen approached, glancing at the ruler, now marred by a thin crack, his expression turning grim. “Step back.”

    Not only was there a demonic cultivator present, but their power was immense. Otherwise, the ruler wouldn’t have cracked…!

    The disciples, recognizing Ning Shuwen, their hearts pounding, stepped back nervously.

    How strong is this demonic cultivator…?

    The Third Prince smiled inwardly.

    Ye Yu, however, frowned.

    Something wasn’t right.

    Was Bai Ruoxi truly that powerful…? Strong enough to make even the vice peak lord cautious…?

    Ning Shuwen looked at Mu Zhi’an, his voice stern. “Do you understand the severity of harboring a demonic cultivator…?”

    Mu Zhi’an bowed respectfully. “I’m unaware of any demonic cultivators in the Garden of Heavenly Harmony, Senior.”

    “The ruler can barely withstand this powerful demonic aura, and you claim to be unaware…? You can’t possibly believe that, Young Master Mu,” the Third Prince retorted.

    “Harboring a demonic cultivator is a capital offense, but if you surrender them, I can plead for leniency. You’ll simply be confined to the back mountain for a hundred years,” Ning Shuwen said.

    Mu Zhi’an sighed. “But I truly don’t know of any demonic cultivators…”

    He paused, his gaze following the ruler’s arrow, which was pointing towards a specific room, then he seemed to realize something. “Actually, a friend moved in recently… It seems the ruler is pointing towards her room…”

    “But I don’t believe she’s a demonic cultivator,” he added.

    “Whether she is or not, it’s for the peak lord to decide, not you,” the Third Prince said coldly.

    “Do you agree, Senior?” Mu Zhi’an asked, looking at Ning Shuwen respectfully.

    Ning Shuwen nodded.

    “If you insist.”

    He walked towards the pavilion and uttered a strange, incomprehensible syllable. “Aaa!”

    A faint creaking sound echoed through the air.

    The crowd fell silent, their gazes fixed on the door that had just opened.

    A silver-haired woman emerged, her beauty breathtaking.

    Her face was devoid of makeup, her long hair flowing freely, her figure slender and graceful, her crimson eyes bright and clear, filled with a childlike curiosity as she looked around.

    “Who is she?!”

    “She’s beautiful…”

    The disciples whispered among themselves, their gazes captivated.

    Even the Third Prince stared at her, mesmerized.

    Then, as he saw the Demon Measuring Ruler pointing towards her, he realized something, and he turned to Mu Zhi’an, his voice filled with anger. “You’re lying! With such a strong demonic aura, you dare to claim she’s not a demonic cultivator?!”

    Faint scales were visible on her neck, and her aura, it was different from a human cultivator’s. She was clearly a demonic cultivator.

    Mu Zhi’an didn’t answer, simply turning to Ning Shuwen, bowing respectfully.

    “Vice Peak Lord, I believe there’s a distinction between demons and demonic cultivators. But if you insist that she’s a demonic cultivator…”

    “I’ve brought her to you.”

    “Peak Lord—”

    The Third Prince was about to speak, but Ning Shuwen was staring at the silver-haired woman, his eyes widening with recognition, his expression shifting from surprise to shock.

    Senior Ling Long?!

    The Demon Measuring Ruler, hovering in the air, its pink glow intensifying, its arrow still pointing towards Lin Ling, finally shattered, unable to withstand her overwhelming demonic aura.

    Lin Ling, seemingly oblivious to the commotion, looked around, her gaze landing on Mu Zhi’an, then she noticed Ning Shuwen, and she tilted her head, her crimson eyes blinking innocently.

    “Aaa?”

    ***

    TN:

    Lin Long means Spirit Dragon and Lin Ling is her name.

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 122 p1

    Chapter 122: Ling Long: Aaa? p1

    As the Third Prince’s voice echoed through the air, the disciples’ gazes fixed on Mu Zhi’an.

    His words had been a trap.

    By asking if Mu Zhi’an was aware of the demonic cultivator’s presence, he was forcing him into a corner. If Mu Zhi’an panicked and denied it, it would be easy to expose him.

    He would simply use the Demon Measuring Ruler to prove that Bai Ruoxi was a demonic cultivator, shattering Mu Zhi’an’s lie.

    But if Mu Zhi’an admitted to knowing, it would confirm his complicity.

    It was a no-win situation.

    And just as the Third Prince had predicted, Mu Zhi’an’s expression shifted, his body trembling slightly as he stumbled back.

    Ye Yu watched, a hint of schadenfreude in his eyes.

    In Tianxuan City, the Mu family’s influence was absolute. He had colluded with the other families, manipulating the truth.

    But this was the Two Polarities Sect.

    And his opponent was the Third Prince, with the backing of a powerful faction. Could he still distort the truth and claim that Bai Ruoxi wasn’t a demonic cultivator?

    Huang Manting also watched, her eyes flickering, her gaze fixed on Mu Zhi’an’s fearful expression.

    What is he planning…?

    Telling her to reveal everything to the Third Prince, handing him a weapon… it didn’t seem like something he would do.

    But he had done it.

    Those who didn’t know him might think he was cornered. But she was part of his plan. She knew he must have a backup plan.

    But if Bai Ruoxi was exposed as a demonic cultivator, what could he possibly do…?

    Mu Zhi’an took a deep breath, composing himself, then looked at the Third Prince, his voice firm. “Third Prince, we might have our differences, but making false accusations is not something a disciple should do.”

    “False accusations?” the Third Prince chuckled. “Are you saying you’re unaware of the demonic cultivator’s presence?”

    Mu Zhi’an stared at him. “I’ve lived in the Garden of Heavenly Harmony for days, and I’ve never encountered any demonic cultivators. This is the Two Polarities Sect. What demonic cultivator would dare to openly enter our territory?”

    The Third Prince smiled faintly. “I wouldn’t have believed it either, but…”

    He pointed at the Demon Measuring Ruler, which was spinning slowly, its arrow pointing towards the pavilion.

    “The ruler has never been wrong. Are you questioning the creator of this artifact, Young Master Mu?”

    The Demon Measuring Ruler had been crafted by the peak lord of Metamorphic Jewel Peak.

    It was infallible.

    And not only was it accurate, it was also incredibly powerful. It was said that the peak lord’s ruler, having been imbued with a spirit, was now a sentient weapon.

    The Third Prince had invoked the peak lord’s name, implying that Mu Zhi’an was challenging his authority.

    As expected of a royal… He’s skilled at manipulation.

    Mu Zhi’an remained impassive. “I trust the ruler, but I’m truly unaware of any demonic cultivators in the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.”

    Still trying to deny it at this point. It’s too late… The Third Prince chuckled inwardly. “I wouldn’t want to wrongfully accuse anyone. I believe you’re unaware of this demonic cultivator’s presence, Young Master Mu.”

    He paused, then continued, “Will you allow us to investigate the Garden of Heavenly Harmony?”

    “If we find nothing, I’ll apologize for the inconvenience.”

    “But if we do find a demonic cultivator, and they’re close to you…” he smiled, his voice laced with a hint of malice. “Then you’ll have to face the sect’s judgment…”

    “Just an apology?” Mu Zhi’an asked suddenly.

    The Third Prince raised an eyebrow. “What do you want?”

    “I want to make a bet,” Mu Zhi’an replied, his gaze meeting the Third Prince’s.

    “If there’s a demonic cultivator in the Garden of Heavenly Harmony, and they’re connected to me, I’ll accept the sect’s punishment, and I’ll give you five hundred thousand spirit stones.”

    “But if you’re making false accusations, I won’t make things difficult for you. I simply ask for one million spirit stones within three days, half of which will be for emotional distress…”

    One million spirit stones!

    The disciples gasped, their eyes widening with surprise.

    Normally, a cultivator earning twenty or thirty thousand spirit stones a year was considered wealthy. But they were wagering one million…!

    If they won, they wouldn’t have to worry about money for a long time.

    The Third Prince narrowed his eyes, studying Mu Zhi’an, his thoughts racing.

    He wasn’t a fool. He was starting to feel uneasy.

    Was Mu Zhi’an resigned to his fate…? Or was he trying to bluff him into backing down?

    One million spirit stones… Even he, a prince, couldn’t produce that much immediately…

    But if he backed down now, he would become a laughingstock.

    With so many disciples watching, if he retreated because of a mere threat, how could he maintain his dignity…?

    “Your wager is impressive, Young Master Mu. But do you even have five hundred thousand spirit stones?” Ye Yu asked suddenly.

    Mu Zhi’an turned to look at him.

    “I don’t have that much on me, but if the Third Prince proves his accusations, I’ll exchange the treasures in my storage ring for spirit stones,” he replied calmly.

    He had brought about a hundred thousand spirit stones when he had joined the sect. It wasn’t because the Mu family lacked funds, but like many new disciples, he preferred not to rely on his family’s wealth.

    “So you don’t actually have five hundred thousand spirit stones?”

    The Third Prince seized the opportunity, chuckling. “What’s the point of this wager then?”

    “How about this? If I’m wrong, I’ll apologize publicly and give you fifty thousand spirit stones. Is that acceptable?”

    He trusted the Demon Measuring Ruler, but he didn’t want to risk so much.

    One million spirit stones… If he lost, he would have to send someone back to the Great Qian Dynasty for more funds… He would become a joke within the royal family.

    “Let’s stick to the original wager,” a clear, melodious voice said from behind them.

    They turned to look and saw Ye Lingxuan approaching, her purple dress swirling gracefully.

    Ye Yu’s eyes narrowed.

    It’s Lingxuan…

    She reached Mu Zhi’an, smiling. “Brother Mu might not have that much on him, but the Mu family can easily produce five hundred thousand spirit stones.”

    “But since the Third Prince doesn’t trust him, I’ll cover the five hundred thousand. Is that acceptable?”

    She offered her storage ring to Mu Zhi’an.

    “If there’s a demonic cultivator in the Garden of Heavenly Harmony, all the spirit stones in this ring are yours, Third Prince.”

    She looked at the Third Prince, her voice turning cold. “But if you’re simply making false accusations to harass Brother Mu, then you’ll have to pay one million spirit stones, slap yourself ten times, and admit your mistake. How does that sound?”

    The Third Prince’s expression shifted. He hadn’t expected her to intervene so forcefully…

    “Aren’t you afraid of wasting five hundred thousand spirit stones, Lingxuan?” Mu Zhi’an asked, sighing dramatically.

    She smiled, her voice soft. “I believe in Brother Mu.”

    She looked at the Third Prince, her smile turning playful. “Surely you’re not afraid, Third Prince?”

    He stiffened.

    Her confidence… it was unsettling…

    But he glanced at the Demon Measuring Ruler, its arrow still pointing towards the pavilion, and he gritted his teeth. “Fine! If I’m wrong, I’ll slap myself ten times and pay one million spirit stones!”

    “Words are meaningless. Make an oath,” she said, her gaze cold and unwavering.

    She usually seemed like a sweet and innocent girl, but now, her aura was imposing, like an Empress…

    Is Lingxuan secretly ruthless…? Mu Zhi’an looked at her, chuckling inwardly.

    The Third Prince took a deep breath. “If there’s no demonic cultivator in the Garden of Heavenly Harmony, I’ll slap myself ten times and pay one million spirit stones within three days. If I break this oath, may heaven strike me down!”

    Mu Zhi’an also spoke. “If the Third Prince’s accusations are true, I’ll pay five hundred thousand spirit stones and accept the sect’s punishment.”

    BOOM!

    Thunder rumbled in the sky, as if witnessing their oath.

    In the cultivation world, breaking an oath would incur divine retribution…

    Even if they survived the initial punishment, their future tribulations would be far more difficult…

    Once an oath was made, it couldn’t be broken.

    Ye Yu glared at Ye Lingxuan, her closeness to Mu Zhi’an infuriating. Her gaze, as she looked at him, was filled with a devotion that twisted his heart.

    It didn’t matter if Mu Zhi’an was guilty or not. Either he or the Third Prince, they could both die…

    Of course, it would be better if Mu Zhi’an died.

    This time, he would simply observe…


  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 121 p2

    Chapter 121: The Veterans Are Still the Best p2

    She frowned, confused, about to ask what he meant, when he took her other hand, his warmth enveloping hers. She blushed, her gaze darting around, unable to meet his eyes. “What are you doing?”

    He squeezed her hands gently, his voice soft. “Isn’t this the best compensation…?”

    She stared at him, her eyes widening with realization, then she glanced at him, her heart filled with a mix of emotions. “What about Qian’er?”

    She was the sister Qian’er had always admired. If she knew that her sister was intimate with the man she loved…

    He stroked her head, smiling. “Qian’er is a kind girl. I wouldn’t want to hurt her.”

    “Leave her to me.”

    She looked at him, his smile reassuring, and after a moment, she nodded.

    They strolled through the garden, and he asked, “What’s your cultivation level now?”

    She was sixteen, and normally, second or third level of Foundation Establishment at that age would be considered extraordinary. But she had just absorbed the Dragon Soaring Tendon. Her strength must have increased significantly.

    She smiled, her beauty serene and captivating.

    “You’ll find out during the inner disciple selection, Brother Mu.”

    “Still keeping secrets?” He sighed dramatically. “In a few months, I might not be able to defeat you…”

    “Wouldn’t that be nice…?” she replied, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear, her smile gentle and alluring.

    If she became stronger, she could protect him…

    Of course, she wouldn’t say that out loud. She simply gazed at him, her eyes filled with a tenderness he had never seen before.

    He smiled, his heart warming. “Qian’er has been missing you. Go talk to her. I’ll stew the Eight Treasures Crane later.”

    “Eight Treasures Crane…?” she asked, her eyes widening with surprise.

    Only the peak lord of Boundless Sea Peak had those cranes. How did he…?

    She was confused, but she nodded, smiling, then walked towards the pavilion, her short boots silent against the stone, her skirt swaying gracefully, revealing her smooth legs.

    She’s destined for me… He watched her go, sighing inwardly.

    If his theory was correct, and Bai Ruoxi was the first Chosen One, then Ye Lingxuan was clearly the second.

    Fortunately, the crane was large enough to share.

    He left the garden and headed towards the Garden of Heavenly Harmony.

    But to his surprise, nearly a hundred cultivators were gathered at the entrance.

    “Why are there so many people here?” he frowned, looking at the crowd.

    “The Third Prince is claiming that you’re harboring a demonic cultivator,” Wei Mengrou said, her voice a cold whisper, appearing beside him.

    He actually came…? He was surprised.

    He had only set a trap. He had expected the vice peak lord to advise caution. But the Third Prince had come here openly…?

    The crowd parted, revealing the Third Prince, his handsome face marred by dark circles, a testament to his time management skills…

    “Young Master Mu, you’re finally back. Were you on a date with Lingxuan?” he asked, a smile playing on his lips.

    “You already have such a beautiful partner, yet you’re still two-timing her…”

    Mu Zhi’an looked at him calmly. “What brings you to the Garden of Heavenly Harmony with such a large entourage, Third Prince?”

    “You’re quite impatient, Young Master Mu,” the Third Prince said, then turned to the crowd, bowing. “I recently learned that there’s a demonic cultivator within our sect.”

    “As disciples of the Two Polarities Sect, it’s our duty to eliminate demons…”

    He paused, then added, “Of course, I wouldn’t want to wrongfully accuse anyone, so I borrowed the Demon Measuring Ruler from Metamorphic Jewel Peak.”

    He retrieved a small ruler from his sleeve. “This ruler will reveal the location of any demonic cultivators.”

    The Demon Measuring Ruler!

    The disciples stared at the ruler, recognizing it instantly.

    It was from Metamorphic Jewel Peak. It wasn’t spirit imbued, but it was still effective at detecting demonic cultivators.

    As expected of the Third Prince… Even within the Two Polarities Sect, he has connections…

    He tossed the ruler into the air, and it spun, then slowly came to a stop.

    The arrow pointed towards the Garden of Heavenly Harmony, and a faint pink light emanated from its surface.

    Demonic aura!

    The disciples gasped, their expressions filled with shock and disbelief.

    They had been skeptical of the Third Prince’s accusations, but the ruler, it wouldn’t lie…

    There was a demonic cultivator in this pavilion!

    The Third Prince looked at Mu Zhi’an, his expression calm. “Young Master Mu, are you aware of this demonic cultivator’s presence?”

    Mu Zhi’an didn’t answer, simply lowering his gaze.

    He had finally taken the bait…

  • It turns out, they are the protagonists 121 p1

    Chapter 121: The Veterans Are Still the Best p1

    Demonic cultivators, in the current climate of the Eastern Realm, a land dominated by human cultivators, harboring a demonic cultivator was a grave offense, akin to treason.

    If Bai Ruoxi’s Vessel truly contained demonic aura, it meant her family was tainted.

    And Mu Zhi’an, having been so close to her, would also be considered impure.

    After all, their relationship was no secret. If Bai Ruoxi was exposed as a demonic cultivator, he wouldn’t be able to escape the repercussions.

    The Third Prince walked towards Metamorphic Jewel Peak, sighing inwardly.

    It was a shame to see a beauty like Bai Ruoxi destroyed, but she wasn’t his woman. He didn’t need to care.

    She might be beautiful, but she was too cold and distant.

    He preferred women like Huang Manting, strong and dominant.

    And with Mu Zhi’an gone, his life in the sect would be much smoother.

    He had been observing Mu Zhi’an since joining the sect, gathering information about him, and he was almost certain that his personality, his way of handling things, was remarkably similar to the current crown prince, his brother.

    The only difference was that the crown prince didn’t understand politics.

    If their father abdicated and his brother ascended the throne, he might not be able to hold onto his power.

    And then it would be his chance.

    But those were thoughts for the future. His current priority was eliminating this obstacle.

    If he couldn’t even handle a spoiled young master from a minor family, how could he possibly challenge his brother?

    He arrived at Metamorphic Jewel Peak and addressed a disciple standing guard. “I need to see the vice peak lord.”

    The disciple glanced at him, recognizing him, knowing his close relationship with the vice peak lord. “Please wait a moment. I’ll inform him.”

    Moments later, the disciple returned and led him into the palace.

    The nine peaks of the Two Polarities Sect cultivated different paths. Metamorphic Jewel Peak specialized in the art of imbueing.

    Imbueing weapons, pills, various objects, it was their specialty.

    Magical artifacts possessed spirits, but most weapons, before being imbued, were simply ordinary. Even with the finest materials, they were just tools.

    But after being imbued, they could gain spirits, becoming lifelong companions.

    The disciples of Metamorphic Jewel Peak, if they mastered their craft, were as sought after as alchemists.

    Ning Shuwen, the vice peak lord, sat on his throne, dismissing his attendants, his gaze fixed on the young man entering the hall.

    “The inner disciple selections are in two days. Why aren’t you cultivating? What brings you to Metamorphic Jewel Peak?”

    He was the current Emperor’s uncle, and he naturally favored his nephew.

    “Uncle, I’ve been investigating Mu Zhi’an, and I’ve discovered something. I came to inform you,” the Third Prince said, bowing.

    “Mu Zhi’an…?”

    Ning Shuwen frowned, his expression puzzled.

    “Who’s that?”

    “He’s the despicable person who supposedly used a formation to cheat during Boundless Sea Peak’s trial,” the Third Prince replied. He looked at his uncle. “You might not know him, Uncle, but his partner is Bai Ruoxi, the most talented candidate this year.”

    “Bai Ruoxi…” Ning Shuwen’s interest piqued. “What does this have to do with her?”

    The peak lord had instructed them to offer Bai Ruoxi a spirit imbued weapon if she agreed to become an inner disciple of Metamorphic Jewel Peak.

    She could choose any type of weapon.

    With her talent, she was worthy of such a gift.

    She was exceptionally talented, and her beauty was unparalleled. Her presence would attract many disciples to the peak.

    But he hadn’t expected her to have a partner. And a disciple he had never heard of?

    “According to my investigation, she’s a demonic cultivator,” the Third Prince said, bowing.

    Ning Shuwen narrowed his eyes, studying his nephew, his expression filled with surprise.

    “What are you planning to do?” he asked.

    “Eliminating demons is a cultivator’s duty! I have to expose her!” the Third Prince declared, his voice filled with a righteous indignation.

    Ning Shuwen nodded. “Do as you see fit. But remember, don’t cause a commotion. This isn’t the imperial court. Don’t resort to violence within the sect.”

    If she was a demonic cultivator, she would be exposed eventually, even if she joined Metamorphic Jewel Peak. It would be a waste of an inner disciple spot.

    But if the Third Prince’s accusations were false, the peak lord could intervene and defend her. Earning her gratitude and ensuring she chose their peak.

    As for giving the Demon Measuring Ruler to the Third Prince, letting him cause trouble for her, then having the peak lord play the hero, it was a sound strategy.

    As long as the outcome was favorable, the methods were irrelevant.

    He tossed a small ruler towards his nephew.

    “This is the Demon Measuring Ruler. If there’s a demonic cultivator at the Jade Glass Palace, it will reveal their location. If not, it means your information is false. In that case, abandon your revenge and focus on your cultivation,” he said.

    The Third Prince’s eyes lit up with excitement as he caught the ruler, bowing respectfully. “I understand, Uncle.”

    He looked at his uncle, his gaze filled with anticipation.

    He might not be able to find anything incriminating on Mu Zhi’an, but what about those around him…?

    At the Jade Glass Palace, Mu Zhi’an and Ye Lingxuan strolled through a garden, her voice soft as she described her experiences during her seclusion.

    “Lingxuan, the peak lord said you have a Natural Spirit Body, right?” He held her hand, his gaze lingering on her beautiful face, a smile playing on his lips. “Did it awaken in the Celestial Realm?”

    She nodded, her voice clear and melodious. “I don’t know where Senior Ling Long found that pool, but when we approached it, the Dragon Soaring Tendon, it came alive…”

    “And then I felt like I was about to break through, so I meditated nearby…”

    She hesitated, stopping, her gaze meeting his, her voice laced with a hint of guilt. “I’m sorry. You only entrusted the Dragon Soaring Tendon to me, but it merged with my body while I was meditating…”

    His eyes flickered. “So you’ve completely absorbed it…?”

    She nodded, her voice filled with apology. “I’m sorry. I’ll compensate you.”

    This time, she would give him something of equal value to the Dragon Soaring Tendon.

    As she thought this, he was looking at her, his gaze appreciative.

    She stood by the pool, bathed in sunlight, her waist slender, her neck graceful, her figure elegant and alluring.

    What compensation could possibly compare to this…? He smiled, his heart filled with contentment.

    She looked up at him, her eyes filled with confusion. “Brother Mu…?”

    He gazed at her, her fragrance delicate and sweet, and he chuckled.

    “There’s no need for compensation, Lingxuan. I never intended to take back the Dragon Soaring Tendon. It’s perfect that you were able to absorb it.”

    She frowned, shaking her head. “No, I have to compensate you.”

    If she didn’t, it would be as if she had only been using him for the Dragon Soaring Tendon…

    “You’ve already compensated me,” he said, his gaze lingering on her delicate features.

  • They All Want to Be My Female Lead v2c86

    Chapter 86:

    “…”

    Chen Xi remained silent, her eyes closed as she continued meditating.

    Awkward silence filled the chamber. This scenario wasn’t in the script. He had to improvise. He shuffled closer to his Beautiful Sect Master and gently shook her leg, like a child pleading with their mother.

    “Master~ Please talk to me. I know I was wrong~”

    After a long silence, Chen Xi finally opened her eyes, her gaze piercing. She stared at him, making him squirm under her scrutiny, before speaking in a cool, even tone.

    “Do you even care about this master anymore?”

    She’s reacting! Progress! Yan Zhen quickly declared his loyalty. “You’re always in my heart, Master.”

    She scoffed. “So not in your eyes then?”

    Oh, no! Think fast! He frantically searched his mind for cheesy pickup lines. “Of course you’re in my eyes, Master! And in my hands, and in my mouth! Every part of me, every moment of my existence, is filled with your presence!”

    “Smooth talker. You’re probably cursing me in your mind right now.” Her expression remained stern, her eyes sharp and accusing, as if she could see right through him. “I refused to help you with such a brutal training method because I was worried about your body. And what did you do? You went and found someone else to help you, ignoring my words completely… Have you found a new, younger, prettier instructor and decided you don’t need this old master anymore? You ungrateful little wolf!”

    “Master, how could I possibly not want you?” Yan Zhen cried out, feeling utterly wronged. “You helped me open my meridians, taught me cultivation techniques and bestowed upon me your Extreme Flame. You’ve shared your knowledge of Mystic Refining and dedicated yourself to my growth. Your kindness is as vast as the mountains, your love as deep as the ocean. How could I ever forget that? I love you and respect you more than anyone, Master! You’ll always hold the first place in my heart, above everyone else, even my grandfather! I mean it!”

    He didn’t care if it sounded cheesy. He just needed to shower her with compliments and soothe her anger.

    As expected, her expression softened, though she continued to feign displeasure. “Then why didn’t you listen to me?”

    “I… I really want to face Xiao Mie head-on.” He lowered his head. “This is the first time I’ve encountered such a strong opponent. I want to use this opportunity to hone my skills, to become stronger, to live up to your expectations, Master.”

    “Hmm.”

    “Master~ If you’re still angry, you can hit me. Just please don’t ignore me.” He looked up at her with pleading eyes, like a puppy afraid of being abandoned.

    Chen Xi’s heart melted. Her anger had long dissipated. She had only been putting on a show to make him understand the seriousness of his actions.

    “Silly child, how could I ever ignore you?” She gently stroked his head, her smile returning. “I’m just afraid you will ignore me, leaving me forgotten in this Fire Refining Starry Sky.”

    “I would never!” he blurted out. “You’re the most important person to me, Master. I’ll always be with you.”

    “Zhen’er…”

    His heartfelt confession, devoid of any romantic implications, struck a chord within her. Suddenly, nothing else mattered. As long as he was by her side, everything would be alright.

    She wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close, her flawless face pressed against his. She closed her eyes, savoring his warmth.

    “You’re the most important person to me too, Zhen’er. And I’ll always be with you.”

    Yan Zhen’s face flushed. Hearing her echo his words made him feel strangely shy.

    Hesitantly, he returned her embrace, his arms circling her slender waist.

    “I’m sorry, Master. I won’t make you angry again.”

    “Good boy.”

    They held each other for a long time, their silence speaking volumes.

    Having successfully appeased his Beautiful Sect Master, Yan Zhen felt a wave of relief.

    No matter how he looked at it, she was the most important person in his life. He couldn’t bear to hurt her.

    [Ding! Friendly System Reminder: The Host’s behavior towards his master is excessively soft and adorable, deviating from the established protagonist persona. Please be advised. Please be advised.]

    System, don’t be so rigid! You need to be flexible! My master was angry! If I hadn’t acted cute and apologetic, do you think I could have won her forgiveness? Honestly!

    After a brief pause, the system responded.

    [The Host’s reasoning is sound. The system understands.]

    Good. Since you’re stuck with me, you might as well learn a thing or two about human relationships and improve your AI.

    […The Host is incredibly wise.]

    Hey!

    His stomach rumbling, Yan Zhen headed to the kitchen in search of food.

    The next few days passed in a similar fashion. After school, he would immediately enter the Crystal Stone Space to train under his Beautiful Sect Master’s guidance.

    Her Mystic Power beatings were far more effective than Instructor Yu Xuan’s. Not only was she more powerful, but her exceptional control over Spiritual Power allowed her to precisely adjust the intensity of her attacks, pushing him to his absolute limit without causing lasting harm.

    Beatings, followed by medicinal baths.

    After a week of this grueling training, Yan Zhen sensed a distinct shift in his body, a clear improvement in his physical strength.

    If he wasn’t mistaken, he had finally crossed the threshold into the realm of Body Tempering.

    Like Soul Refining, Body Tempering also had five stages:

    • Initial Stage: Blood and Qi Radiance – A faint glow emanates from beneath the skin.

    • Minor Completion: Blood and Qi as Flames – A visible fiery aura surrounds the body.

    • Intermediate Completion: Blood and Qi as Smoke Signals – The internal organs blaze like signal fires.

    • Major Completion: Blood and Qi Piercing the Heavens – A crimson glow, like the setting sun, illuminates a corner of the sky.

    • Perfection: Saintly Physique – Physical strength rivals that of a Mystic Saint. Fists and feet can shatter the void, their power reaching the heavens.

    Having entered the initial stage, a faint, warm glow now flowed beneath his skin.

    It was still too weak to be clearly visible.

    “Strange.”

    He was puzzled. The script stated that at this point, he would still be a hair’s breadth away from reaching the initial stage, only achieving the breakthrough during his duel with Xiao Mie. How had he already crossed the threshold?

    The only difference was that in the script, he had only been trained by his Beautiful Sect Master. In reality, he had endured beatings from both Instructor Yu Xuan and his Beautiful Sect Master. Could it be that the combination was more effective?

    Well, as long as I can use the Triple Burst “Eight Extremes Explosion” without any problems.

    Three days remained until his duel with Xiao Mie. He would use the remaining time to consolidate his strength.

    Time flew by.

    Three days later, Yan Zhen woke up early and made his way to the dining room.

    As usual, Mi Xue’er was arguing with Xiao Xinyan. However, the topic of their argument was different this time.

    “Little Brother Yan Zhen will definitely win! Your precious Brother Xiao Mie is about to drop from first place to third! Let’s see how smug you are then!”

    “Brother Xiao Mie will never lose! Yan Zhen might be strong, but he’s still no match for Brother Xiao Mie! You can’t even see that! Typical airhead!”

    “Heh, wanna bet?”

    “Bring it on! I’m not afraid of you!”

    “The loser does all the chores for a month!”

    “I’m going to win for sure!”

    Mi Xue’er didn’t bother arguing further, only giving her a look that clearly said, “You poor, delusional fool.”

    Yan Meng’er also looked at Xiao Xinyan with pity.

    Yan Ruyu, too, had long foreseen the outcome of the duel.

    Instructor Yu Xuan attempted to intervene. “Xinyan, maybe you should reconsider…”

    Xiao Xinyan pouted. “Do you also think Yan Zhen will win, Instructor? You have too much faith in him.”

    Instructor Yu Xuan simply smiled, her silence speaking volumes.