Chapter 100: A Heart-to-Heart Between Mother and Daughter
[Special Trump Card – Golden Finger: Upon activation, the Host’s finger will become the most dexterous “Golden Finger” in the world, granting divine assistance in skills such as playing musical instruments, painting, massage, and acupuncture.]
“What the…?! The name got me excited for a moment, but it’s just a life skill card?!”
He had endured such a long and challenging “fake boyfriend” scenario, barely keeping his composure through unexpected twists and turns, and all he got was a life skill card?
He couldn’t understand the system’s logic. Where’s my dragon? My magic? My Tamagotchi? Even a classic fusion card would be better than this!
— Hmph!
[Host, please do not be discouraged. Keep up the good work, and you will receive better rewards.]
— Empty promises. Anyone can say that.
[The Host will receive a substantial reward upon completing this stage of the plot.]
— You mean the Mystic Refining Gift Pack? Isn’t that only for Mystic Refiners? And what does it have to do with the current plot?
[Ding! Friendly System Reminder: The reward for this stage will include an additional Cultivation Gift Pack (Yellow Turban Warrior Edition).]
— Yellow Turban Warrior? So… for Body Tempering?
His eyes lit up.
Among the seven continents of the Mystic Heavenly Continent, the Yellow Turban Continent was renowned for its Body Tempering experts. Most cultivators there focused on physical strength. Upon reaching the initial stage, they possessed combat power comparable to Mystic Scholars, earning the title of “Warrior,” or “Yellow Turban Warrior” to those from other continents.
The previous Mystic Refining Gift Pack had granted him a hundred million crystal coins. This Body Tempering Gift Pack shouldn’t be any worse, right?
— Wait, I’m not exactly short on money now. What good is another hundred million?
[The Host’s words are misguided. One can never have too much money. The more, the better.]
— That’s true, but it’s still less exciting.
[The greatest reward for the Host is the successful completion of the plot.]
— Right.
After all, by following the script, he would eventually reach the pinnacle of this world.
He was already the strongest student at the Mystic Academy, admired by his peers and favored by his instructors. Could life get any better?
Pushing aside his complicated thoughts, he focused on his breakfast. Mi Xue’er, seated beside him, kept piling food onto his plate, showering him with attention.
Mi Shan and the other elders were pleased by their affectionate display. Only his wife remained stoic, occasionally glancing at them with a disapproving frown.
They had already requested leave for the morning, so they had plenty of free time.
After breakfast, the elders gathered around Yan Zhen, eager to learn about his achievements at the academy, or rather, to assess the worthiness of their potential son-in-law. Meanwhile, Mi Xue’er was summoned to her mother’s room.
Her mother scrutinized her, her gaze lingering on her legs. “I heard noises last night. And you washed your bedsheets this morning. Why didn’t you… succeed?”
Mi Xue’er blushed. “He… he used his hands.”
“He could control himself? He’s a true gentleman. But that also means he doesn’t like you.”
“Mother, I know, but… but…”
“But what?” her mother interrupted, her tone exasperated. “But you like him, right?”
“Y-yes.” She lowered her head.
Her mother sighed.
Mi Xue’er, eager to appease her, gently guided her to a chair. “Mother, thank you for helping me. You’re the best.”
Her mother wasn’t swayed. “Hmph, weren’t you complaining about me being annoying last night?”
She clung to her mother’s arm, whining. “I just didn’t realize your good intentions at the time! But Mother, how did you know I like Little Brother Yan Zhen?”
“Do you think I wouldn’t know my own daughter?” she replied calmly, a hint of pride in her voice. “You never brought any other boys home when I forced you to go on those blind dates. Why now? It’s obvious something’s going on. And the way you look at him… you practically want to glue yourself to him. But he just sees you as a friend. There’s no spark between you. Only your father and your uncles are blind enough to be fooled.”
“Heehee, Mother, you’re so wise! Nothing gets past you.” She flattered her, then asked cautiously, “So, what should I do now?”
“You still want to pursue him after all this?”
“Can’t I? I really like him.”
“Then why did you steal his sweet soup last night?” Her mother rolled her eyes. “The fastest way for a woman to win a man’s heart is to… well, you know… You can work on the emotional stuff later… Unless he truly dislikes you.”
“But forcing someone into a relationship won’t make them happy, Mother.”
“Thirst-quenching is the priority! Who cares about sweetness? If you want it sweet, add sugar yourself!”
“Is that… how it works?” She was skeptical.
“There are so many girls who like him at the academy! Even my best friend and her cousin have liked him since they were kids! And that Xiao family girl… she’s been giving him strange looks lately! What can I do to catch his attention, Mother? Please teach me!”
“That boy is handsome, talented, and has a good personality. It’s natural for him to be popular. If I were twenty years younger, your father wouldn’t stand a chance.”
“Mother! You can’t have designs on your own future son-in-law! Father will be furious!”
Her mother’s expression remained impassive. “If you want to stand out from the crowd, you need to make him realize your worth. Aren’t you living together? Then care for him, support him, be there for him. Make him realize that there’s a beautiful, kind, and caring Senior Sister who loves him and wants to be with him. If that doesn’t work, then be more proactive. Take the initiative at the right moment. And if even that doesn’t work… then it’s hopeless. Give up and move on.”
Mi Xue’er pondered her words. After a long silence, she spoke softly. “Mother, what if I’m willing to be his concubine? To serve him alongside my best friend? Would that increase my chances?”
“You wouldn’t dare!” Her mother glared at her, her voice sharp. “Do you think I raised you to be someone’s concubine?!” She rolled up her sleeves, reaching for her daughter’s ear.
Mi Xue’er quickly dodged. “But he’s so exceptional, Mother! He’s going to become someone important! There’s no shame in being his concubine!”
— The Emperor’s concubine… countless talented women would kill for that position.
Her mother scoffed. “Unless he reaches the Mystic King realm, I won’t allow it. And neither will your father.”
“Then there’s no problem.”
A Mystic King? She would reach that level herself in a few years, thanks to Yan Zhen’s assistance and the abundance of pills he provided.
Her mother eyed her strangely. “You have too much faith in him. Look at all the talented youths in our kingdom. How many of them have become Mystic Kings?”
“I’ve made up my mind. Even if I have to be a concubine, I’m going to marry him!” She stuck her tongue out at her mother and ran out of the room.
Her mother’s face darkened. After a long silence, she sighed.
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