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Every woman’s way of thinking tends to swing between two extremes.

When they’re being irrational, they’ll agree with you even if you call a deer a horse.

But when they become rational, their minds can be terrifyingly meticulous—able to notice even the tiniest, easily overlooked details.

At this moment, Zhuo Lanqing was clearly entering her rational mode.

She began asking some critical questions.

If she had asked an ordinary person, they would have panicked on the spot, unsure how to explain.

But who was Ye Yu?

A man who’d walked unscathed through countless emotional minefields, even managed to pass off a succubus mark as “a special effect from his cultivation technique.”

What kind of situation hadn’t he seen?

After so many years of storms and trials, how could he possibly be stumped by Zhuo Lanqing?

He answered calmly, “I’m Shangguan Jiujin’s immortal companion. When we were together, she told me a lot about you—so of course, you don’t feel unfamiliar to me.”

“As for why this immortal sect is said to be built by the three of us, that’s quite simple: Because the idea came from you. Naturally, that makes you one of the founders.”

“Does that answer satisfy you…Sect Master?”

Upon hearing those last two words— Zhuo Lanqing couldn’t help but draw in a sharp breath.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stop the smile tugging at the corners of her lips. She nodded repeatedly. “Makes sense. Very much so.”

Though that was what she said—

Her mind was already entirely occupied by the title: Sect Master of an Immortal Sect.

Founding a sect was just the first step.

But who wouldn’t like being respectfully addressed as “Sect Master”?

After all, this was the first time Zhuo Lanqing had been called that, and the sense of satisfaction it brought was absolutely overwhelming.

At this point, who cared whether the logic held up?

As far as she was concerned, everything Ye Yu said made perfect sense!

A friend of a friend? Of course he would have heard about her.

And since the sect name came from her idea, naturally that counted as co-founding it.

No problem at all.

After that— Ye Yu didn’t leave Wuwei Tower.

One had to know, the Heavenly Realm was vastly larger than the mortal world. In such a huge place, searching for Shangguan Jiujin would be unimaginably difficult.

Rather than wander around gambling on luck and probability, it was better to use the time to strengthen himself.

And at the same time, wait for Shangguan Jiujin’s return at Wuwei Tower.

Killing two birds with one stone.

Zhuo Lanqing was fully supportive of Ye Yu staying.

After all, this place basically belonged to him. What reason did she have to refuse?

That night.

Ye Yu sat cross-legged in a room within Wuwei Tower.

He wasn’t in a rush to fall asleep. Instead, he took out a jade scroll containing an immortal technique from his storage ring.

This was something that had materialized from the dream where Ye Yu was the Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox.

Back in that dream, to win him over, Fairy Zhule generously gifted him a mid-grade immortal artifact, the Breaking Illusions Mirror, as well as this jade slip containing an immortal technique.

Back when he was still in the mortal realm, the Breaking Illusions Mirror was usable, but the jade slip required immortal energy to activate.

This had seriously annoyed Ye Yu at the time.

Now that he had finally ascended to the Heavenly Realm and become an immortal, he couldn’t let the opportunity go to waste. Naturally, he figured he might as well open it now and see what was inside.

Of course, Ye Yu wasn’t holding out much hope.

After all, someone like Fairy Zhule—a third-rate vixen—if she did have something good, she’d surely keep it for herself. Why would she give it to him?

So opening the scroll now was more about scratching an old itch of curiosity than anything else.

That said, the name sounded decent— Six Harmonies Profound Art.

As everyone knows, techniques with “profound art (玄功)” in their names were usually very powerful.

This wasn’t just talk. For example—look at the well-known Six-Seven Profound Art!

There probably aren’t many people who’d dare diss that one, right?

Ye Yu then placed the jade slip on the table in front of him. He took a deep breath and began to channel what little immortal energy he had into it.

In an instant, golden light flooded the entire room.

Ye Yu raised his eyebrows slightly.

Huh? Could it be that this immortal technique was actually something decent?

Soon, five large characters appeared in his mind:

“Six Harmonies Profound Art, Volume One!”

Then, the next two hundred or so words were nothing but exaggerated praise about how incredible this technique supposedly was.

Ye Yu figured it was just a preface, so he didn’t pay it much mind.

And then… nothing else happened.

He waited a long time, but still didn’t feel like he’d learned any new immortal technique.

So he slowly opened his eyes and looked forward.

The jade slip still emitted a faint glow.

Did something go wrong?

Ye Yu began examining it more carefully.

After half a day of effort—he finally arrived at one conclusion: this Six Harmonies Profound Art was total nonsense!

He knew it wasn’t complete—it was only the first volume.

But still, this was all?

The whole thing consisted of just the technique’s name, followed by a long article of pure hype, and that was it.

Completely and utterly a scam.

Fairy Zhule..—who would’ve thought you could be so shameless?

Raising pretty boy companions—well, that’s your personal hobby.

As long as they’re strong and willing, there’s nothing wrong with that.

But handing someone a fake immortal technique as if it were a genuine gift?

That’s a serious moral failing.

Too much. Just too much!

Ye Yu silently added Fairy Zhule to his must-kill list.

One day, when he reached the Earth Immortal Realm—he would definitely make that fat sow understand what true cruelty really meant.

Ye Yu gripped the jade slip in front of him with one hand, wanting to crush it in frustration.

But unexpectedly, the material was incredibly tough— he couldn’t crush it at all.

That struck Ye Yu as a little strange.

He then tried using sword qi to destroy it…

But even as sword qi surged and ravaged the room, the jade slip remained perfectly intact.

Ye Yu frowned slightly.

So tough?

What kind of material is this?

Forget it. Whatever. He’d just hold onto it for now. Who knows—maybe he could use it to whack someone later.

Stretching his body a bit, Ye Yu then slowly lay down, preparing to enter his very first dream in the Heavenly Realm.

He couldn’t help but wonder: would the dream’s starting point still be somewhere in the mortal world?

【Every dream is a new life for you!】

…

Yunpin Immortal Sect.

Fairy Zhule held a black whip in hand, her face full of fury.

In front of her stood over a thousand handsome male immortals.

“I’ll say it one last time—who has the jade slip of the Six Harmonies Profound Art?”

“Hand it over, and don’t even think about hiding it.”

“Maybe I did give it to someone when I was drunk, but it’s been long enough—shouldn’t it be returned by now?”

“That jade slip doesn’t even have anything in it!”

“It’s useless to you. Hand it back now, and I’ll reward you with something else instead. Got it?”

A wave of terror swept across the thousand male immortals as they begged for mercy.

“Fairy Zhule, I swear it wasn’t me! Please, spare me!”

“We didn’t take it either—really!”

“Whoever took the fairy’s treasure, just fess up already! Don’t drag us down with you!”

“…”

But no one stepped forward to confess.

Fairy Zhule’s gaze grew increasingly cold.

Then—she raised her whip and began to lash out.

Screams of agony echoed throughout the entire Yunpin Immortal Sect.

(T/N: Eight-Nine Profound Art practiced by Sun Wukong in Journey to the west. “八九” (eight-nine) refers to eight times nine = 72, a reference to Sun Wukong’s 72 transformations.)

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