163 Two Zi Xunyis, Precious Wenqing
Seven days later, Yan Zhen successfully forged his Natal Sword, completing the final quenching and tempering. He also claimed his system mission rewards, “Special Trump Card – Willing Prey” and “Special Trump Card – Sword Person,” before leaving the Yin Polar Secret Realm, swiping his card at the exit to deduct ten days’ worth of points.
In the script, paying for ten days in the secret realm, plus Long Ying’s food expenses, would leave him broke, forcing him to refine and sell pills, thus offending the Medicine King society.
Now, however, Long Ying had the Tier 6 academy card from the Grand Elder, and his duel winnings were more than enough to cover his expenses.
However, he still had to follow the plot.
Yan Zhen pondered as he returned to the Grand Elder’s residence.
“I should go to the Great Forest outside the academy and cultivate the Heavenly Dragon’s Eight Tones first.”
In the script, he encountered Long Ying while cultivating this sonic soul skill. Now, the two Polar Secret Realms’ plot points were already completed, and he still hadn’t learned the Heavenly Dragon’s Eight Tones. This wasn’t good.
During his fight with Bai Ao, he was supposed to use the Heavenly Dragon’s Eight Tones to shatter his Mystic Power armor, then finish him off with the Flame Extinguishing, Ashless Slash.
But since he hadn’t learned the skill, he had to use the more powerful Grand Flame Extinguishing, Ashless Slash instead.
Yan Zhen first went to Great Aunt Elder’s office to report his progress, then returned to his room, finding Long Ying gone. She must have gone to Zi Xunyi’s place.
He took a hot bath, changed into clean clothes, and used his Starry Sky Dance to fly to the cliffside building.
Before he could even knock, the French window opened automatically, revealing Zi Xunyi’s beautiful smile.
“As expected, my husband has arrived. Please come in, husband.”
“?”
Yan Zhen was puzzled, sensing something was off. He looked inside and almost cried out in surprise.
Because there was another Zi Xunyi inside, sitting at the table with Long Ying and Huangfu Wenqing, enjoying tea and pastries.
Yan Zhen quickly recovered and asked tentatively, “The future Zi Ji?”
The mature Zi Xunyi replied gently, “You guessed correctly, husband. I’ve manifested a soul avatar.”
Yan Zhen immediately extended his Spiritual Perception and confirmed that the mature Zi Xunyi before him was indeed a soul avatar.
“You can do that? I’m learning new things every day.”
The younger Zi Xunyi took a sip of tea, put down her cup, and said calmly, “She said she missed this place, so I let her out… Little Long Ying and Miss Huangfu also know.”
The mature Zi Xunyi corrected her with a smile, “Not ‘she,’ but ‘I.’ We are the same person, after all.”
The younger Zi Xunyi didn’t comment.
The mature Zi Xunyi placed her hand on her chest and said softly, “I’ll take care of myself from now on. I have experience carrying Ling’er. Just listen to me, and everything will be fine.”
The younger Zi Xunyi blushed slightly and took another sip of tea.
Her future self teaching her current self how to take care of a pregnancy… it was a bit strange.
At the table, Long Ying sat properly on her chair, her usually restless legs still, as if afraid to move.
She had noticed that Sister Xunyi didn’t seem to realize she was also reborn. It seemed she could maintain her disguise a little longer.
So well-behaved and understanding. jpg Huangfu Wenqing, however, had a complicated expression. She hadn’t expected the reborn Zi Xunyi to not merge with her current self, but instead exist as two separate individuals.
Of course, this wasn’t something she envied. What she did envy was that Zi Xunyi was pregnant, carrying the reborn Yan Lingji.
Huangfu Wenqing remembered that in her past life, Zi Xunyi and Yan Zhen had their daughter after they were married. She hadn’t expected her to be pregnant already.
This meant that even if she won the duel against Yan Zhen, he wouldn’t abandon Zi Xunyi and their child to stay with her and her master at Cloud Heaven Palace.
In other words, the competition between her, the fiancée, and Zi Xunyi, the future wife, was already decided. She had lost completely.
Her only hope now was her Master.
Huangfu Wenqing knew how deeply Yan Zhen felt for Yun Xiu. She hoped her Master could help her turn the tables and that the three of them could live happily ever after!
“Wenqing…”
Hearing Yan Zhen call her name, Huangfu Wenqing’s heart tightened, and she lowered her head.
“Sorry, Wenqing, I didn’t mean to keep it from you,” Yan Zhen sat beside her and explained, “It’s just… everything is so strange, even I find it hard to believe, so I didn’t know how to tell you.”
Huangfu Wenqing puffed out her cheeks and turned away, clearly not accepting his explanation. She felt frustrated, like she was about to win a game, only to have her base stolen at the last minute.
The usually proud young woman pouted and said, her voice trembling slightly, “I’m going to tell Grandpa, and Grandpa Yan Lie, and Master, that you’re bullying me.”
—Here it comes, the fiancée’s ultimate move: tattling!
Yan Zhen felt a headache coming on. Seeing the two Zi Xunyis looking at him, he felt even more awkward, his carefully constructed image of a perfect husband crumbling.
“Ahem, Wenqing, let’s go upstairs and talk, okay?”
“No, say it here, in front of everyone.”
“Long Ying is here. It’s not appropriate for a child to hear this.”
“Then don’t say anything.”
Long Ying, sitting nearby, immediately protested. She wasn’t a child, but a mature and elegant dragon lady.
—Hmph, Zhenzhen has no taste!
Yan Zhen ignored her, scooped up Huangfu Wenqing, and, ignoring her surprised yelp, quickly left Zi Xunyi’s room, rushed upstairs, and threw open the door to his room. He gently tossed his beautiful fiancée onto the soft bed, then leaned over her, his hands on either side of her head.
Huangfu Wenqing let out another soft cry, her pretty face flushed, her eyes looking at him shyly, as if pleading—
Husband, please be gentle. I’m easily scared~
“Wenqing, listen to me. I did this to save Ling’er, who was on the verge of disappearing. That’s why I… approached Zi Ji early. Otherwise, even if she’s my future wife, I wouldn’t have treated her so… casually, just like with you. Do you understand?”
Huangfu Wenqing blinked innocently, amused by his flustered expression, and shook her head.
Yan Zhen leaned closer, his voice gentle yet firm. “Wenqing~ You’re the most understanding. You’ll understand me, right?”
Huangfu Wenqing shook her head again, like a spoiled child refusing to be appeased.
Yan Zhen frowned, putting on a pitiful, childish expression. “Wenqing~ My precious Wenqing, be good, okay?”
The words “Precious Wenqing” melted Huangfu Wenqing’s heart. She had intended to make him work for her forgiveness, but she couldn’t help but say coquettishly, “I’ve always been good. You’re the one who doesn’t dote on me.”
Yan Zhen quickly apologized. “That’s not true! You’re my fiancée, of course I dote on you.”
“Really? Then call me that again, a few more times, and I’ll forgive you.”
“Like that? Precious Wenqing?”
“Yes, a few more times.”
“Precious Wenqing~”
“Again.”
“…”
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