"Suqing, Suqing?"

Strange, why can't I see anyone today?

Wu Wang meandered through his cave dwelling, hands clasped behind his back, only to discover that Lin Suqing, Ling Xiaolan, and Immortal Mu were all absent.

Most importantly...

The Blue Bird, transformed from Little Jingwei, had also been taken away by them!

Forget it. As Sect Master, I should attend to the sect's affairs, big or small. I'll go for a walk outside.

Wu Wang changed into a loose robe, slipped on his handcrafted golden-threaded jade-soled sandals, and casually tied his long hair behind him before ambling out of his courtyard.

Before he even crossed the arched bridge, Wu Wang heard a bird's cry. He looked up to see the Blue Bird transform into a streak of light, plunging back into the cave dwelling and disappearing into its inner depths.

What's going on here?

Wu Wang extended his Immortal Consciousness and immediately saw Lin Suqing hurrying out from Elder Miao's room, rushing back to the cave entrance.

As Lin Suqing flew closer, Wu Wang called out, "Wait a minute! Where did you all go?"

"This..." Lin Suqing's pretty face flushed, and she stammered, unable to explain. She stomped her foot, dodged around Wu Wang, and rushed back into the cave, frantically searching for the Blue Bird.

He could also hear her shouting, "Senior, please don't misunderstand! We were just having some private girl talk. It's not like you're interested in marital matters, are you?"

Wu Wang's expression turned somewhat peculiar.

Were they really discussing such things with such fervor?

Another figure leaped from Elder Miao's attic—it was Immortal Mu, both hands covering her eyes. On her shoulder was Xiao Deng from the Small People Kingdom, who also had both hands over his eyes.

But the gaps between their fingers were just a tiny bit... revealing.

Wu Wang pointed his toes forward. His figure, like a white rainbow chasing the moon, appeared before Immortal Mu in an instant.

Although he hadn't fully recovered to his prior peak condition during this period of recuperation, Wu Wang now found the teleportation spell quite handy. Perhaps it was because he had reversed time thrice.

Immortal Mu gasped, "Oh no! Caught by the questioner!"

Wu Wang said immediately, "Don't run. Stand still."

Dongfang Mumu instinctively stood straight, her chubby hands behind her back, her large eyes darting around.

Xiao Deng even ducked behind Dongfang Mumu's neck, clinging to a strand of her hair, looking thoroughly guilty.

"What were you doing just now? Why so sneaky?"

"This," Mumu blinked, "I wasn't doing anything."

Wu Wang glanced around and transmitted his voice, "I actually knew long ago what the Blue Bird looks like in human form."

"Hey, you should've said so earlier!" Dongfang Mumu sighed in relief. "But that has nothing to do with what we were doing just now."

"Then what were you doing?"

"Heeheehee," Dongfang Mumu tilted her small face up. "Figure it out yourself! I promised them I wouldn't tell anyone."

"Tsk," Wu Wang shook his head and sighed. "It was clearly their private discussion. They think you're too immature, so they excluded you."

"You're the immature one! My brain is just a bit muddled from my injuries!"

Wu Wang waved his hand magnanimously. "Let me test you then!"

Immortal Mu placed her hands on her hips. "Bring it on!"

Wu Wang challenged, "What illness can make you so spirited?"

"..."

"The answer is mental illness."

"PFFT!" Immortal Mu clutched her chest, staggered back three steps, her eyes wide with shock.

"See? I wasn't wrong." Wu Wang shook his head and, with his hands clasped behind him, walked towards Elder Miao's attic. "Never mind. I'll just go ask Elder Miao. Asking you is pointless, isn't it?"

"Hey, you! Why are you looking down on people?!" Immortal Mu gnashed her teeth lightly. Watching Wu Wang's retreating figure, she ignored Xiao Deng's attempts to stop her and leaped after him.

"I absolutely know everything! I didn't miss a single word!"

Xiao Deng couldn't help but slap his forehead, feeling that there was indeed a significant gap in maturity among these central figures.

「Moments later.」

Dongfang Mumu, head hanging low, led Xiao Deng back to the cave dwelling.

Wu Wang sat in a pavilion, lost in thought.

Is this strange illness of mine really having such an impact?

Or have I underestimated the initiative women in more primitive cultural ecologies take regarding love and marriage?

That's right. There are no feudalistic Confucian ethics now. Customs both within and outside the Human Domain are relatively open. It's not just the Human race; any well-developed non-human race also has relatively stable views on love and marriage. There's no rule that women must be shy or that men must take the initiative.

In other words, to put it simply, in conclusion...

They were going to make a move on him!

What should I do?

Where should I lie down?

A fierce internal battle instantly raged in Wu Wang's mind. His experiences from a past life morphed into aspirations for this one, making him feel as though he had ascended to the clouds.

Ah, this...

They were going to make a move on him, right?

After spending so much time with Miao Cuijiao, learning how to become more enchanting... wasn't that... hehe.

Not bad. Not bad at all.

"Cough!"

I should go take a bath. Find a clear stream, wash up, and calm down while I think of a countermeasure.

Wu Wang's Immortal Consciousness swept out. Soon, in the desolate and treacherous mountains of the periphery, he found a rift valley with reasonably pleasant scenery and a secluded hot spring within.

He called the Grand Elder, summoned the three protectors other than Yang Wudi, and brought along the two elders arranged by the Benevolent Emperor Pavilion. Then, Wu Wang swaggered out of the Annihilation Sect...

「An hour later.」

A hundred miles from the Annihilation Sect, within the unoccupied Rift Valley.

Wu Wang sat quietly by the shore, his hands resting on a freshly leveled stone. Steam billowed from the spring water around him.

His immortal body was naturally immaculate; he was merely particular about rituals.

The sound of rushing water echoed. The Grand Elder, draped in a long towel, sat not far from Wu Wang and chuckled, "Sect Master, is something troubling you? You've seemed lost in thought since you arrived."

"Nothing serious," Wu Wang laughed. "I'm just considering how to persuade Senior Sanxian later."

"Why not let me just knock him out and drag him here?" the Grand Elder suggested. "Your status is different now. Heaven Palace is watching you too closely. It's not advisable for you to move around too much."

Wu Wang gave a wry smile. "Heaven Palace is one thing, but can they really strike us all the way here?"

"Caution is the parent of safety." The Grand Elder's eyes twinkled with amusement. He suddenly grew reflective and said slowly, "Years have flown by in the blink of an eye, and you, Sect Master, now stand at the pinnacle of power in the Human Domain. The Annihilation Sect doesn't even qualify as a stepping stone.

I don't know what to say, except that the Annihilation Sect hasn't been able to help you much. On the contrary, you've been continuously helping us.

Sigh, the old Sect Master was far-sighted, but I wonder if this is burdening you, Sect Master."

"You're being too serious, Grand Elder." Wu Wang's eyes crinkled with a smile as he spoke softly, "If it weren't for this position of Sect Master, I probably would have taken a pile of Cultivation Techniques and gone home to cultivate long ago.

I don't have much of a sense of belonging to the Human Domain, as I was born and raised outside it. What truly matters to me are the faces I've known since childhood.

What the Annihilation Sect gave me is that sense of belonging. At least it ensures I won't suddenly have nowhere to go."

The Grand Elder exhaled softly.

"Ah, Grand Elder," Wu Wang swam over. Several masters followed closely behind, looking as if they feared a minor god from Heaven Palace might suddenly burst forth from the water.

"Grand Elder..."

"I will never reveal my original name," he declared.

"That's not what I was going to ask," Wu Wang raised an eyebrow. "Grand Elder, you were young once too. With a daughter as charming and lovely as yours, your wife must have been an unparalleled beauty... How did you two become Dao companions?"

The Grand Elder stroked his beard and chuckled. "Now that you mention this, I'm all ears!"

Wu Wang asked, "Before her, how many Dao companions did you have?"

"Three or four, I suppose. Not too many."

"At the same time?"

"How could that be? Those were all distinct relationships," the Grand Elder laughed. "Only someone as handsome, dashing, and distinguished as you, Sect Master, could manage to keep both that Fairy Immortal and Her Highness in check simultaneously.

If it were anyone else, forget putting them together—even mentioning one in front of the other would surely cause an explosion."

Wu Wang pondered, "I'm worried about this too..."

BLUB. BLUB. BLUB.

Suddenly, a light laugh was heard, accompanied by a string of bubbles rising from the center of the hot spring. The Sleep God leisurely swam out, winking and making faces.

"Count this little god in."

Wu Wang glanced at the masters, who looked embarrassed at their inability to track the Sleep God's movements, then calmly signaled for the god to join them.

The three gathered, whispering as the Grand Elder recounted tales of yesteryear.

「Meanwhile, back at the Annihilation Sect's encampment.」

"Xiaolan, you must think this through. You haven't fallen too deep yet; you can still retreat..."

"Exactly, Xiaolan! You're competing with Her Highness Jingwei. What is it about that Wu Wangzi that makes both of you so unwilling to let go?"

"No matter what, your Uncle-Master is on your side."

Surrounding Ling Xiaolan, four elderly female Daoist masters continually offered advice.

Ling Xiaolan gazed at the glaze mirror before her. Though somewhat embarrassed, her eyes remained resolute.

"I want to stay by his side," she said softly, her delicate fingers combing through a few strands of her long hair, her voice still gentle.

"When he collapsed beside me, I didn't know exactly what he had done, but I knew he must have accomplished a great deal.

He was so exhausted, so drowsy, and he fell asleep right in front of me.

At that moment, I had no other thoughts but to help him in any way and to walk forward with him. Even if I couldn't be of much use, I wanted to offer him a shoulder to lean on when he was weary. That would be my contribution to the Human Domain.

I want to be by his side, as long as he doesn't reject me."

Several Xuan Nu Sect masters exchanged glances. Most sighed softly and said no more, beginning instead to strategize for Ling Xiaolan.

「Elsewhere, in Wu Wang's cave dwelling, in Lin Suqing's room.」

Jingwei had already reverted to her young girl appearance. Her translucent, jade-like feet were crossed elegantly to one side, her bright eyes stared blankly ahead; her mind seemed to be elsewhere.

So many things happen after marriage!

There's the union of Yin and Yang, the harmonious blending of Yin and Yang, the merging of Yin and Yang...

So, it's not just about praying to the Holy Mother to have a baby...

It turns out that under the tree on the deserted island back then, when we were gazing intently into each other's eyes, feeling that mutual pull, what should have followed was closing our eyes and kissing... not memorizing how many eyelashes the other person had...

"WHIMPER!" Jingwei suddenly covered her face, then slowly toppled over, hugging the quilt and whimpering like a fawn's first cry or a chick's new chirp.

Lin Suqing couldn't help but pat her forehead and chuckled. "Your Highness, acting like this, yet you still want to take advantage of my Young Master? I'm afraid if he faints, you'll faint too."

Jingwei whispered, "Sister Suqing, I can't... I can't be intimate with him like that right now... It should only happen after we're married, with our parents' permission, and witnessed by family and friends."

"Naturally. Otherwise, what would people think of us?" Lin Suqing folded her arms, pacing back and forth thoughtfully.

Jingwei lay on her side on the bed, hugging the quilt, her large eyes sparkling, occasionally lost in thought.

Lin Suqing asked, "We need to take things one step at a time. Why did we go to consult my master, Elder Miao, in the first place?"

"He was mocked by Ji Mo," Jingwei sat up abruptly, her lips puffing out slightly. "I couldn't bear to see him wronged or outdone by someone else."

"But at this stage, making the Young Master give up his pure Yang body..."

"EEK!" Jingwei cried out softly, this time diving straight under the quilt.

Lin Suqing nearly burst out laughing, her shoulders shaking. She continued, "Actually, I think we can proceed gradually. Your Highness, your feelings for my Young Master are already quite deep.

Why don't we set a small goal first? After achieving this small goal, we can continue to progress step by step.

Wanting to become Dao companions of the non-Cultivation type generally involves such a process."

Jingwei whispered, "What kind of goal?"

Lin Suqing's eyes sparkled. Behind her, bubbles appeared, one suddenly displaying a scene:

On a bustling street, Jingwei, dressed in a pretty short skirt, was dragging an unconscious Wu Wang, walking back and forth...

Young Master, I'm just a little maid. This is all I can do to help you.

"Holding hands. In a very natural way," Lin Suqing thought for a moment, then spoke slowly. "Considering you haven't formally acknowledged each other yet, it will count as a success if you can hold his hand for an hour while the Sect Master is unconscious."

Jingwei's long eyelashes fluttered a few times, and she quickly nodded gently.

"That... shouldn't be too difficult to achieve."

Lin Suqing immediately showered Jingwei with encouragement and began devising a simple plan to keep Wu Wang continuously unconscious.

「Thus, another hour later,」

A white cloud drifted from a hundred miles away towards the Annihilation Sect, carrying seven or eight Daoists laughing and chatting.

After soaking in the hot spring, Wu Wang felt incredibly spirited. A warm current flowed continuously within him, and he felt fully prepared.

It was just the persistent issue of his "Touching women leads to unconsciousness" that still loomed before him, a huge obstacle preventing him from looking forward to a beautiful future.

The Sleep God, a toothpick dangling from his lips, yawned atop the cloud.

Although drowsiness enveloped him, he gritted his teeth and persevered, eager to see what wonderful story would unfold for Wu Wang next.

Of course, as the august Sleep God of Yun Meng, he would never stoop to eavesdropping.

But he could use this matter for teasing, to blackmail Wu Wangzi in return, letting him taste what it felt like to have leverage held over him by someone else!

The Grand Elder seemed to want to say something but held back. Seeing Wu Wang in high spirits, he offered no further counsel. Perhaps this is the advantage of youth, he thought.

Entering the Annihilation Sect's Formation and returning to the Sect Master's cave dwelling, the guards on either side bid farewell and departed. The masters from the Benevolent Emperor Pavilion also retreated to their quarters.

Wu Wang settled back onto his soft couch, already sensing those familiar, graceful figures.

Maiden Snake was still guarding outside the cave dwelling; she naturally wouldn't follow Wu Wang to bathe.

Lin Suqing was busy in the inner cave. The Blue Bird had also appeared beside Lin Suqing, but it seemed to be hopping about on the bed, doing who-knows-what.

It was as if she was deliberately trying to show that everything was fine on her end.

Wu Wang quickly noticed Lin Suqing give the Blue Bird a meaningful glance.

There's something fishy. Definitely something fishy.

The Young Master was starting to feel a thrill of anticipation.

In the cliffside pavilion, inaccessible to Wu Wang's Immortal Consciousness.

Ling Xiaolan stood before a floor-to-ceiling glass mirror, a semi-transparent jade belt wrapped around her right ankle. The immortal dress, though seemingly simple in design, was tailor-made for her—elegantly understated, yet perfectly expressing a woman's gentle, delicate beauty.

She pursed her lips slightly, then slipped on the high-heeled wooden clogs typically worn by Xuan Nu Sect female disciples. From a basin of clear water, she retrieved two diamond-shaped gemstones and, with a subtle spell, hung them from her earlobes.

Gleaming and translucent, she stood with graceful poise.

Brother Wuwang... Wuwang... Wang... she practiced softly, biting her lip. She walked to one side and, reinforcing herself with several layers of immortal power, picked up a bottle of Immortal Brew—far exceeding her tolerance—and slowly but resolutely drank it all.

Her cheeks instantly turned rosy.

Brother Wuwang, may I call you Wuwang from now on?

Yes, just like that.

Ling Xiaolan took a shallow breath, placed the wine bottle back in its spot, and, under the covert protection of several Xuan Nu Sect masters, descended towards the cliff base below.

Today, I must take this step!

The three Xuan Nu Sect masters communicated via voice transmission, discussing what they could do for Ling Xiaolan.

Soon, they mentioned a name.

Lin Suqing.

Yes, this maiden is the key figure. One could even say... she's a crucial strategic point for the bride's side.

We should prepare more benefits for her.

As they spoke, Ling Xiaolan had already landed before Wu Wang's cave dwelling.

After a moment's hesitation and careful consideration, she still gently lifted her skirt, stepped forward with her jade-like feet, head high and chest out, and entered the cave dwelling.

She's here! She's here! Wu Wang's spirits lifted. He feigned composure on the soft couch but was already feeling inexplicably tense.

What is Fairy Ling planning to do? And why does she seem tipsy?

Is she wearing her finest immortal attire to go wild on the dance floor?

Just then, as Wu Wang was about to rise and greet Ling Xiaolan, Lin Suqing's feigned cough came from the side. Lin Suqing emerged from the inner cave carrying a platter of Spirit Fruits, gliding with an ethereal grace.

On her shoulder, the Blue Bird had its head bowed, taking tiny, mincing steps from side to side.

Wu Wang frowned slightly.

In that instant, Lin Suqing was only twenty-two feet away from him, and Ling Xiaolan was less than twenty-nine feet; six gazes simultaneously converged on him.

Before Wu Wang could speak, Lin Suqing and Ling Xiaolan stopped almost simultaneously. The Blue Bird and Ling Xiaolan glanced at each other, then shifted their gazes to Wu Wang.

Who should I greet first?

The situation seemed to reach a stalemate, the atmosphere growing strangely tense.

GULP.

Wu Wang's Adam's apple bobbed. Two beads of sweat trickled down his forehead.

"Oh dear!" Lin Suqing suddenly exclaimed. "Young Master, you're sweating again! I told you to replenish your strength, but you're still too embarrassed."

"Ah, haha, hahaha." Wu Wang seized the opportunity to sit back down, sighing weakly. "Come, sit down. Both of you, come and sit."

With that, he shot Lin Suqing a look that screamed 'promotion and pay raise.'

Lin Suqing's lips curled.

Hmph. If that's how it is, she can compete too!

In a certain pavilion within the Annihilation Sect, Miao Cuijiao, who had persuaded her father to use the Cloud Mirror Spell to watch this scene, was now laughing so hard she was bent double, her charming eyes sparkling.

These young lasses. Until the very end, they won't know who will ultimately triumph.

"Behave yourself!" the Grand Elder scolded with a frown.

Elder Miao made a playful face, calmly watching the scene unfold in the Cloud Mirror, looking ever more enchanting.

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